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#include <StringConstants.au3> ; to declare the Constants of StringRegExp
#include <Array.au3> ; UDF needed for _ArrayDisplay and _ArrayConcatenate

Local $sRegex = "(?m)c"
Local $sString = "	1 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY	the Fourth. (KING HENRY IV:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY," & @CRLF & _
                "Prince of Wales	(PRINCE HENRY:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "		| sons of the King" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN of Lancaster	(LANCASTER:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR WALTER BLUNT:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THOMAS PERCY	Earl of Worcester. (EARL OF WORCESTER:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY PERCY	Earl of Northumberland. (NORTHUMBERLAND:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY PERCY	surnamed HOTSPUR, his son. (HOTSPUR:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND MORTIMER	Earl of March. (MORTIMER:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD SCROOP	Archbishop of York. (ARCHBISHOP OF YORK:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHIBALD	Earl of Douglas. (DOUGLAS:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OWEN GLENDOWER:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR RICHARD VERNON	(VERNON:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR JOHN FALSTAFF	(FALSTAFF:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR MICHAEL	a friend to the Archbishop of York." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GADSHILL:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETO:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCIS	a waiter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY PERCY	wife to Hotspur, and sister to Mortimer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MORTIMER	daughter to Glendower," & @CRLF & _
                "	and wife to Mortimer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	hostess of a tavern in Eastcheap. (Hostess:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords, Officers, Sheriff, Vintner, Chamberlain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Drawers, two Carriers, Travellers, Attendants," & @CRLF & _
                "	and an Ostler." & @CRLF & _
                "	(Sheriff:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Vintner:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Chamberlain:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Carrier:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Carrier:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Traveller:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Ostler:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	England." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	London. The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING HENRY, LORD JOHN OF LANCASTER, the EARL" & @CRLF & _
                "	of WESTMORELAND, SIR WALTER BLUNT, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	So shaken as we are, so wan with care," & @CRLF & _
                "	Find we a time for frighted peace to pant," & @CRLF & _
                "	And breathe short-winded accents of new broils" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be commenced in strands afar remote." & @CRLF & _
                "	No more the thirsty entrance of this soil" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall daub her lips with her own children's blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor more shall trenching war channel her fields," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor bruise her flowerets with the armed hoofs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of hostile paces: those opposed eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, like the meteors of a troubled heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	All of one nature, of one substance bred," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did lately meet in the intestine shock" & @CRLF & _
                "	And furious close of civil butchery" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall now, in mutual well-beseeming ranks," & @CRLF & _
                "	March all one way and be no more opposed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against acquaintance, kindred and allies:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The edge of war, like an ill-sheathed knife," & @CRLF & _
                "	No more shall cut his master. Therefore, friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	As far as to the sepulchre of Christ," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose soldier now, under whose blessed cross" & @CRLF & _
                "	We are impressed and engaged to fight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forthwith a power of English shall we levy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose arms were moulded in their mothers' womb" & @CRLF & _
                "	To chase these pagans in those holy fields" & @CRLF & _
                "	Over whose acres walk'd those blessed feet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which fourteen hundred years ago were nail'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	For our advantage on the bitter cross." & @CRLF & _
                "	But this our purpose now is twelve month old," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bootless 'tis to tell you we will go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore we meet not now. Then let me hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of you, my gentle cousin Westmoreland," & @CRLF & _
                "	What yesternight our council did decree" & @CRLF & _
                "	In forwarding this dear expedience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	My liege, this haste was hot in question," & @CRLF & _
                "	And many limits of the charge set down" & @CRLF & _
                "	But yesternight: when all athwart there came" & @CRLF & _
                "	A post from Wales loaden with heavy news;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose worst was, that the noble Mortimer," & @CRLF & _
                "	Leading the men of Herefordshire to fight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the irregular and wild Glendower," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was by the rude hands of that Welshman taken," & @CRLF & _
                "	A thousand of his people butchered;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon whose dead corpse there was such misuse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such beastly shameless transformation," & @CRLF & _
                "	By those Welshwomen done as may not be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without much shame retold or spoken of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	It seems then that the tidings of this broil" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brake off our business for the Holy Land." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	This match'd with other did, my gracious lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For more uneven and unwelcome news" & @CRLF & _
                "	Came from the north and thus it did import:" & @CRLF & _
                "	On Holy-rood day, the gallant Hotspur there," & @CRLF & _
                "	Young Harry Percy and brave Archibald," & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever-valiant and approved Scot," & @CRLF & _
                "	At Holmedon met," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where they did spend a sad and bloody hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	As by discharge of their artillery," & @CRLF & _
                "	And shape of likelihood, the news was told;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he that brought them, in the very heat" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pride of their contention did take horse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Uncertain of the issue any way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Here is a dear, a true industrious friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Walter Blunt, new lighted from his horse." & @CRLF & _
                "	Stain'd with the variation of each soil" & @CRLF & _
                "	Betwixt that Holmedon and this seat of ours;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he hath brought us smooth and welcome news." & @CRLF & _
                "	The Earl of Douglas is discomfited:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ten thousand bold Scots, two and twenty knights," & @CRLF & _
                "	Balk'd in their own blood did Sir Walter see" & @CRLF & _
                "	On Holmedon's plains. Of prisoners, Hotspur took" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mordake the Earl of Fife, and eldest son" & @CRLF & _
                "	To beaten Douglas; and the Earl of Athol," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Murray, Angus, and Menteith:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And is not this an honourable spoil?" & @CRLF & _
                "	A gallant prize? ha, cousin, is it not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	In faith," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a conquest for a prince to boast of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Yea, there thou makest me sad and makest me sin" & @CRLF & _
                "	In envy that my Lord Northumberland" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should be the father to so blest a son," & @CRLF & _
                "	A son who is the theme of honour's tongue;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Amongst a grove, the very straightest plant;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who is sweet Fortune's minion and her pride:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst I, by looking on the praise of him," & @CRLF & _
                "	See riot and dishonour stain the brow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my young Harry. O that it could be proved" & @CRLF & _
                "	That some night-tripping fairy had exchanged" & @CRLF & _
                "	In cradle-clothes our children where they lay," & @CRLF & _
                "	And call'd mine Percy, his Plantagenet!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then would I have his Harry, and he mine." & @CRLF & _
                "	But let him from my thoughts. What think you, coz," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this young Percy's pride? the prisoners," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he in this adventure hath surprised," & @CRLF & _
                "	To his own use he keeps; and sends me word," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall have none but Mordake Earl of Fife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	This is his uncle's teaching; this is Worcester," & @CRLF & _
                "	Malevolent to you in all aspects;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which makes him prune himself, and bristle up" & @CRLF & _
                "	The crest of youth against your dignity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	But I have sent for him to answer this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for this cause awhile we must neglect" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our holy purpose to Jerusalem." & @CRLF & _
                "	Cousin, on Wednesday next our council we" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will hold at Windsor; so inform the lords:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But come yourself with speed to us again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For more is to be said and to be done" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than out of anger can be uttered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	I will, my liege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	London. An apartment of the Prince's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the PRINCE OF WALES and FALSTAFF]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Now, Hal, what time of day is it, lad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Thou art so fat-witted, with drinking of old sack" & @CRLF & _
                "	and unbuttoning thee after supper and sleeping upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	benches after noon, that thou hast forgotten to" & @CRLF & _
                "	demand that truly which thou wouldst truly know." & @CRLF & _
                "	What a devil hast thou to do with the time of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	day? Unless hours were cups of sack and minutes" & @CRLF & _
                "	capons and clocks the tongues of bawds and dials the" & @CRLF & _
                "	signs of leaping-houses and the blessed sun himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	a fair hot wench in flame-coloured taffeta, I see no" & @CRLF & _
                "	reason why thou shouldst be so superfluous to demand" & @CRLF & _
                "	the time of the day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Indeed, you come near me now, Hal; for we that take" & @CRLF & _
                "	purses go by the moon and the seven stars, and not" & @CRLF & _
                "	by Phoebus, he,'that wandering knight so fair.' And," & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, sweet wag, when thou art king, as, God" & @CRLF & _
                "	save thy grace,--majesty I should say, for grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou wilt have none,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	What, none?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	No, by my troth, not so much as will serve to" & @CRLF & _
                "	prologue to an egg and butter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Well, how then? come, roundly, roundly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Marry, then, sweet wag, when thou art king, let not" & @CRLF & _
                "	us that are squires of the night's body be called" & @CRLF & _
                "	thieves of the day's beauty: let us be Diana's" & @CRLF & _
                "	foresters, gentlemen of the shade, minions of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	moon; and let men say we be men of good government," & @CRLF & _
                "	being governed, as the sea is, by our noble and" & @CRLF & _
                "	chaste mistress the moon, under whose countenance we steal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Thou sayest well, and it holds well too; for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	fortune of us that are the moon's men doth ebb and" & @CRLF & _
                "	flow like the sea, being governed, as the sea is," & @CRLF & _
                "	by the moon. As, for proof, now: a purse of gold" & @CRLF & _
                "	most resolutely snatched on Monday night and most" & @CRLF & _
                "	dissolutely spent on Tuesday morning; got with" & @CRLF & _
                "	swearing 'Lay by' and spent with crying 'Bring in;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	now in as low an ebb as the foot of the ladder" & @CRLF & _
                "	and by and by in as high a flow as the ridge of the gallows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	By the Lord, thou sayest true, lad. And is not my" & @CRLF & _
                "	hostess of the tavern a most sweet wench?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	As the honey of Hybla, my old lad of the castle. And" & @CRLF & _
                "	is not a buff jerkin a most sweet robe of durance?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	How now, how now, mad wag! what, in thy quips and" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy quiddities? what a plague have I to do with a" & @CRLF & _
                "	buff jerkin?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Why, what a pox have I to do with my hostess of the tavern?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Well, thou hast called her to a reckoning many a" & @CRLF & _
                "	time and oft." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Did I ever call for thee to pay thy part?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	No; I'll give thee thy due, thou hast paid all there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Yea, and elsewhere, so far as my coin would stretch;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and where it would not, I have used my credit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Yea, and so used it that were it not here apparent" & @CRLF & _
                "	that thou art heir apparent--But, I prithee, sweet" & @CRLF & _
                "	wag, shall there be gallows standing in England when" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou art king? and resolution thus fobbed as it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	with the rusty curb of old father antic the law? Do" & @CRLF & _
                "	not thou, when thou art king, hang a thief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	No; thou shalt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Shall I? O rare! By the Lord, I'll be a brave judge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Thou judgest false already: I mean, thou shalt have" & @CRLF & _
                "	the hanging of the thieves and so become a rare hangman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Well, Hal, well; and in some sort it jumps with my" & @CRLF & _
                "	humour as well as waiting in the court, I can tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	For obtaining of suits?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Yea, for obtaining of suits, whereof the hangman" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath no lean wardrobe. 'Sblood, I am as melancholy" & @CRLF & _
                "	as a gib cat or a lugged bear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Or an old lion, or a lover's lute." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Yea, or the drone of a Lincolnshire bagpipe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	What sayest thou to a hare, or the melancholy of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Moor-ditch?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Thou hast the most unsavoury similes and art indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	the most comparative, rascalliest, sweet young" & @CRLF & _
                "	prince. But, Hal, I prithee, trouble me no more" & @CRLF & _
                "	with vanity. I would to God thou and I knew where a" & @CRLF & _
                "	commodity of good names were to be bought. An old" & @CRLF & _
                "	lord of the council rated me the other day in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	street about you, sir, but I marked him not; and yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	he talked very wisely, but I regarded him not; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	yet he talked wisely, and in the street too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Thou didst well; for wisdom cries out in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	streets, and no man regards it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	O, thou hast damnable iteration and art indeed able" & @CRLF & _
                "	to corrupt a saint. Thou hast done much harm upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	me, Hal; God forgive thee for it! Before I knew" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee, Hal, I knew nothing; and now am I, if a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	should speak truly, little better than one of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	wicked. I must give over this life, and I will give" & @CRLF & _
                "	it over: by the Lord, and I do not, I am a villain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll be damned for never a king's son in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Christendom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Where shall we take a purse tomorrow, Jack?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	'Zounds, where thou wilt, lad; I'll make one; an I" & @CRLF & _
                "	do not, call me villain and baffle me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	I see a good amendment of life in thee; from praying" & @CRLF & _
                "	to purse-taking." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Why, Hal, 'tis my vocation, Hal; 'tis no sin for a" & @CRLF & _
                "	man to labour in his vocation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter POINS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poins! Now shall we know if Gadshill have set a" & @CRLF & _
                "	match. O, if men were to be saved by merit, what" & @CRLF & _
                "	hole in hell were hot enough for him? This is the" & @CRLF & _
                "	most omnipotent villain that ever cried 'Stand' to" & @CRLF & _
                "	a true man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Good morrow, Ned." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Good morrow, sweet Hal. What says Monsieur Remorse?" & @CRLF & _
                "	what says Sir John Sack and Sugar? Jack! how" & @CRLF & _
                "	agrees the devil and thee about thy soul, that thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	soldest him on Good-Friday last for a cup of Madeira" & @CRLF & _
                "	and a cold capon's leg?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Sir John stands to his word, the devil shall have" & @CRLF & _
                "	his bargain; for he was never yet a breaker of" & @CRLF & _
                "	proverbs: he will give the devil his due." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Then art thou damned for keeping thy word with the devil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Else he had been damned for cozening the devil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	But, my lads, my lads, to-morrow morning, by four" & @CRLF & _
                "	o'clock, early at Gadshill! there are pilgrims going" & @CRLF & _
                "	to Canterbury with rich offerings, and traders" & @CRLF & _
                "	riding to London with fat purses: I have vizards" & @CRLF & _
                "	for you all; you have horses for yourselves:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gadshill lies to-night in Rochester: I have bespoke" & @CRLF & _
                "	supper to-morrow night in Eastcheap: we may do it" & @CRLF & _
                "	as secure as sleep. If you will go, I will stuff" & @CRLF & _
                "	your purses full of crowns; if you will not, tarry" & @CRLF & _
                "	at home and be hanged." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Hear ye, Yedward; if I tarry at home and go not," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll hang you for going." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	You will, chops?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Hal, wilt thou make one?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Who, I rob? I a thief? not I, by my faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	There's neither honesty, manhood, nor good" & @CRLF & _
                "	fellowship in thee, nor thou camest not of the blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	royal, if thou darest not stand for ten shillings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Well then, once in my days I'll be a madcap." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Why, that's well said." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Well, come what will, I'll tarry at home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	By the Lord, I'll be a traitor then, when thou art king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	I care not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Sir John, I prithee, leave the prince and me alone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will lay him down such reasons for this adventure" & @CRLF & _
                "	that he shall go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Well, God give thee the spirit of persuasion and him" & @CRLF & _
                "	the ears of profiting, that what thou speakest may" & @CRLF & _
                "	move and what he hears may be believed, that the" & @CRLF & _
                "	true prince may, for recreation sake, prove a false" & @CRLF & _
                "	thief; for the poor abuses of the time want" & @CRLF & _
                "	countenance. Farewell: you shall find me in Eastcheap." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Farewell, thou latter spring! farewell, All-hallown summer!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Falstaff]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Now, my good sweet honey lord, ride with us" & @CRLF & _
                "	to-morrow: I have a jest to execute that I cannot" & @CRLF & _
                "	manage alone. Falstaff, Bardolph, Peto and Gadshill" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall rob those men that we have already waylaid:" & @CRLF & _
                "	yourself and I will not be there; and when they" & @CRLF & _
                "	have the booty, if you and I do not rob them, cut" & @CRLF & _
                "	this head off from my shoulders." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	How shall we part with them in setting forth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Why, we will set forth before or after them, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	appoint them a place of meeting, wherein it is at" & @CRLF & _
                "	our pleasure to fail, and then will they adventure" & @CRLF & _
                "	upon the exploit themselves; which they shall have" & @CRLF & _
                "	no sooner achieved, but we'll set upon them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Yea, but 'tis like that they will know us by our" & @CRLF & _
                "	horses, by our habits and by every other" & @CRLF & _
                "	appointment, to be ourselves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Tut! our horses they shall not see: I'll tie them" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the wood; our vizards we will change after we" & @CRLF & _
                "	leave them: and, sirrah, I have cases of buckram" & @CRLF & _
                "	for the nonce, to immask our noted outward garments." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Yea, but I doubt they will be too hard for us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Well, for two of them, I know them to be as" & @CRLF & _
                "	true-bred cowards as ever turned back; and for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	third, if he fight longer than he sees reason, I'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	forswear arms. The virtue of this jest will be, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	incomprehensible lies that this same fat rogue will" & @CRLF & _
                "	tell us when we meet at supper: how thirty, at" & @CRLF & _
                "	least, he fought with; what wards, what blows, what" & @CRLF & _
                "	extremities he endured; and in the reproof of this" & @CRLF & _
                "	lies the jest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Well, I'll go with thee: provide us all things" & @CRLF & _
                "	necessary and meet me to-morrow night in Eastcheap;" & @CRLF & _
                "	there I'll sup. Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Farewell, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Poins]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	I know you all, and will awhile uphold" & @CRLF & _
                "	The unyoked humour of your idleness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet herein will I imitate the sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who doth permit the base contagious clouds" & @CRLF & _
                "	To smother up his beauty from the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, when he please again to be himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at," & @CRLF & _
                "	By breaking through the foul and ugly mists" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of vapours that did seem to strangle him." & @CRLF & _
                "	If all the year were playing holidays," & @CRLF & _
                "	To sport would be as tedious as to work;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when they seldom come, they wish'd for come," & @CRLF & _
                "	And nothing pleaseth but rare accidents." & @CRLF & _
                "	So, when this loose behavior I throw off" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pay the debt I never promised," & @CRLF & _
                "	By how much better than my word I am," & @CRLF & _
                "	By so much shall I falsify men's hopes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And like bright metal on a sullen ground," & @CRLF & _
                "	My reformation, glittering o'er my fault," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than that which hath no foil to set it off." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll so offend, to make offence a skill;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Redeeming time when men think least I will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	London. The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the KING, NORTHUMBERLAND, WORCESTER, HOTSPUR," & @CRLF & _
                "	SIR WALTER BLUNT, with others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	My blood hath been too cold and temperate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unapt to stir at these indignities," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you have found me; for accordingly" & @CRLF & _
                "	You tread upon my patience: but be sure" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will from henceforth rather be myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mighty and to be fear'd, than my condition;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which hath been smooth as oil, soft as young down," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore lost that title of respect" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which the proud soul ne'er pays but to the proud." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	Our house, my sovereign liege, little deserves" & @CRLF & _
                "	The scourge of greatness to be used on it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that same greatness too which our own hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have holp to make so portly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	My lord.--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Worcester, get thee gone; for I do see" & @CRLF & _
                "	Danger and disobedience in thine eye:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, sir, your presence is too bold and peremptory," & @CRLF & _
                "	And majesty might never yet endure" & @CRLF & _
                "	The moody frontier of a servant brow." & @CRLF & _
                "	You have good leave to leave us: when we need" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your use and counsel, we shall send for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Worcester]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You were about to speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To North]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Yea, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "	Those prisoners in your highness' name demanded," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which Harry Percy here at Holmedon took," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were, as he says, not with such strength denied" & @CRLF & _
                "	As is deliver'd to your majesty:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either envy, therefore, or misprison" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is guilty of this fault and not my son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	My liege, I did deny no prisoners." & @CRLF & _
                "	But I remember, when the fight was done," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I was dry with rage and extreme toil," & @CRLF & _
                "	Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fresh as a bridegroom; and his chin new reap'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He was perfumed like a milliner;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held" & @CRLF & _
                "	A pouncet-box, which ever and anon" & @CRLF & _
                "	He gave his nose and took't away again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who therewith angry, when it next came there," & @CRLF & _
                "	Took it in snuff; and still he smiled and talk'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And as the soldiers bore dead bodies by," & @CRLF & _
                "	He call'd them untaught knaves, unmannerly," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bring a slovenly unhandsome corse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Betwixt the wind and his nobility." & @CRLF & _
                "	With many holiday and lady terms" & @CRLF & _
                "	He question'd me; amongst the rest, demanded" & @CRLF & _
                "	My prisoners in your majesty's behalf." & @CRLF & _
                "	I then, all smarting with my wounds being cold," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be so pester'd with a popinjay," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of my grief and my impatience," & @CRLF & _
                "	Answer'd neglectingly I know not what," & @CRLF & _
                "	He should or he should not; for he made me mad" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see him shine so brisk and smell so sweet" & @CRLF & _
                "	And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of guns and drums and wounds,--God save the mark!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And telling me the sovereign'st thing on earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was parmaceti for an inward bruise;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that it was great pity, so it was," & @CRLF & _
                "	This villanous salt-petre should be digg'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of the bowels of the harmless earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	So cowardly; and but for these vile guns," & @CRLF & _
                "	He would himself have been a soldier." & @CRLF & _
                "	This bald unjointed chat of his, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	I answer'd indirectly, as I said;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I beseech you, let not his report" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come current for an accusation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Betwixt my love and your high majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR WALTER BLUNT	The circumstance consider'd, good my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whate'er Lord Harry Percy then had said" & @CRLF & _
                "	To such a person and in such a place," & @CRLF & _
                "	At such a time, with all the rest retold," & @CRLF & _
                "	May reasonably die and never rise" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do him wrong or any way impeach" & @CRLF & _
                "	What then he said, so he unsay it now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Why, yet he doth deny his prisoners," & @CRLF & _
                "	But with proviso and exception," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we at our own charge shall ransom straight" & @CRLF & _
                "	His brother-in-law, the foolish Mortimer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, on my soul, hath wilfully betray'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lives of those that he did lead to fight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against that great magician, damn'd Glendower," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose daughter, as we hear, the Earl of March" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath lately married. Shall our coffers, then," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be emptied to redeem a traitor home?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall we but treason? and indent with fears," & @CRLF & _
                "	When they have lost and forfeited themselves?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, on the barren mountains let him starve;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I shall never hold that man my friend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose tongue shall ask me for one penny cost" & @CRLF & _
                "	To ransom home revolted Mortimer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Revolted Mortimer!" & @CRLF & _
                "	He never did fall off, my sovereign liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	But by the chance of war; to prove that true" & @CRLF & _
                "	Needs no more but one tongue for all those wounds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Those mouthed wounds, which valiantly he took" & @CRLF & _
                "	When on the gentle Severn's sedgy bank," & @CRLF & _
                "	In single opposition, hand to hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	He did confound the best part of an hour" & @CRLF & _
                "	In changing hardiment with great Glendower:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Three times they breathed and three times did" & @CRLF & _
                "	they drink," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon agreement, of swift Severn's flood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who then, affrighted with their bloody looks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ran fearfully among the trembling reeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hid his crisp head in the hollow bank," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bloodstained with these valiant combatants." & @CRLF & _
                "	Never did base and rotten policy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Colour her working with such deadly wounds;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor could the noble Mortimer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Receive so many, and all willingly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then let not him be slander'd with revolt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Thou dost belie him, Percy, thou dost belie him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He never did encounter with Glendower:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I tell thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	He durst as well have met the devil alone" & @CRLF & _
                "	As Owen Glendower for an enemy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Art thou not ashamed? But, sirrah, henceforth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me not hear you speak of Mortimer:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Send me your prisoners with the speediest means," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or you shall hear in such a kind from me" & @CRLF & _
                "	As will displease you. My Lord Northumberland," & @CRLF & _
                "	We licence your departure with your son." & @CRLF & _
                "	Send us your prisoners, or you will hear of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt King Henry, Blunt, and train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	An if the devil come and roar for them," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not send them: I will after straight" & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell him so; for I will ease my heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Albeit I make a hazard of my head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	What, drunk with choler? stay and pause awhile:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes your uncle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter WORCESTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Speak of Mortimer!" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Zounds, I will speak of him; and let my soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Want mercy, if I do not join with him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, on his part I'll empty all these veins," & @CRLF & _
                "	And shed my dear blood drop by drop in the dust," & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will lift the down-trod Mortimer" & @CRLF & _
                "	As high in the air as this unthankful king," & @CRLF & _
                "	As this ingrate and canker'd Bolingbroke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Brother, the king hath made your nephew mad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	Who struck this heat up after I was gone?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	He will, forsooth, have all my prisoners;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when I urged the ransom once again" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my wife's brother, then his cheek look'd pale," & @CRLF & _
                "	And on my face he turn'd an eye of death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Trembling even at the name of Mortimer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	I cannot blame him: was not he proclaim'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	By Richard that dead is the next of blood?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	He was; I heard the proclamation:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then it was when the unhappy king," & @CRLF & _
                "	--Whose wrongs in us God pardon!--did set forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon his Irish expedition;" & @CRLF & _
                "	From whence he intercepted did return" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be deposed and shortly murdered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	And for whose death we in the world's wide mouth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Live scandalized and foully spoken of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	But soft, I pray you; did King Richard then" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proclaim my brother Edmund Mortimer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heir to the crown?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	He did; myself did hear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Nay, then I cannot blame his cousin king," & @CRLF & _
                "	That wished him on the barren mountains starve." & @CRLF & _
                "	But shall it be that you, that set the crown" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the head of this forgetful man" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for his sake wear the detested blot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of murderous subornation, shall it be," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you a world of curses undergo," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being the agents, or base second means," & @CRLF & _
                "	The cords, the ladder, or the hangman rather?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, pardon me that I descend so low," & @CRLF & _
                "	To show the line and the predicament" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein you range under this subtle king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall it for shame be spoken in these days," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or fill up chronicles in time to come," & @CRLF & _
                "	That men of your nobility and power" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did gage them both in an unjust behalf," & @CRLF & _
                "	As both of you--God pardon it!--have done," & @CRLF & _
                "	To put down Richard, that sweet lovely rose," & @CRLF & _
                "	An plant this thorn, this canker, Bolingbroke?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And shall it in more shame be further spoken," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you are fool'd, discarded and shook off" & @CRLF & _
                "	By him for whom these shames ye underwent?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No; yet time serves wherein you may redeem" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your banish'd honours and restore yourselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the good thoughts of the world again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Revenge the jeering and disdain'd contempt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this proud king, who studies day and night" & @CRLF & _
                "	To answer all the debt he owes to you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even with the bloody payment of your deaths:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, I say--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	                  Peace, cousin, say no more:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now I will unclasp a secret book," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to your quick-conceiving discontents" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll read you matter deep and dangerous," & @CRLF & _
                "	As full of peril and adventurous spirit" & @CRLF & _
                "	As to o'er-walk a current roaring loud" & @CRLF & _
                "	On the unsteadfast footing of a spear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	If he fall in, good night! or sink or swim:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Send danger from the east unto the west," & @CRLF & _
                "	So honour cross it from the north to south," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let them grapple: O, the blood more stirs" & @CRLF & _
                "	To rouse a lion than to start a hare!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Imagination of some great exploit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Drives him beyond the bounds of patience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap," & @CRLF & _
                "	To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or dive into the bottom of the deep," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where fathom-line could never touch the ground," & @CRLF & _
                "	And pluck up drowned honour by the locks;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So he that doth redeem her thence might wear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without corrival, all her dignities:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But out upon this half-faced fellowship!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	He apprehends a world of figures here," & @CRLF & _
                "	But not the form of what he should attend." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good cousin, give me audience for a while." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	I cry you mercy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	                  Those same noble Scots" & @CRLF & _
                "	That are your prisoners,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	I'll keep them all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	By God, he shall not have a Scot of them;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, if a Scot would save his soul, he shall not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll keep them, by this hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	You start away" & @CRLF & _
                "	And lend no ear unto my purposes." & @CRLF & _
                "	Those prisoners you shall keep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Nay, I will; that's flat:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He said he would not ransom Mortimer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forbad my tongue to speak of Mortimer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will find him when he lies asleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in his ear I'll holla 'Mortimer!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll have a starling shall be taught to speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing but 'Mortimer,' and give it him" & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep his anger still in motion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	Hear you, cousin; a word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	All studies here I solemnly defy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Save how to gall and pinch this Bolingbroke:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that same sword-and-buckler Prince of Wales," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that I think his father loves him not" & @CRLF & _
                "	And would be glad he met with some mischance," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would have him poison'd with a pot of ale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	Farewell, kinsman: I'll talk to you" & @CRLF & _
                "	When you are better temper'd to attend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Why, what a wasp-stung and impatient fool" & @CRLF & _
                "	Art thou to break into this woman's mood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tying thine ear to no tongue but thine own!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Why, look you, I am whipp'd and scourged with rods," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nettled and stung with pismires, when I hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this vile politician, Bolingbroke." & @CRLF & _
                "	In Richard's time,--what do you call the place?--" & @CRLF & _
                "	A plague upon it, it is in Gloucestershire;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twas where the madcap duke his uncle kept," & @CRLF & _
                "	His uncle York; where I first bow'd my knee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto this king of smiles, this Bolingbroke,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Sblood!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	When you and he came back from Ravenspurgh." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	At Berkley castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	You say true:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, what a candy deal of courtesy" & @CRLF & _
                "	This fawning greyhound then did proffer me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look,'when his infant fortune came to age,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And 'gentle Harry Percy,' and 'kind cousin;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, the devil take such cozeners! God forgive me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good uncle, tell your tale; I have done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	Nay, if you have not, to it again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We will stay your leisure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	I have done, i' faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	Then once more to your Scottish prisoners." & @CRLF & _
                "	Deliver them up without their ransom straight," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make the Douglas' son your only mean" & @CRLF & _
                "	For powers in Scotland; which, for divers reasons" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I shall send you written, be assured," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will easily be granted. You, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To Northumberland]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your son in Scotland being thus employ'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall secretly into the bosom creep" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of that same noble prelate, well beloved," & @CRLF & _
                "	The archbishop." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Of York, is it not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	True; who bears hard" & @CRLF & _
                "	His brother's death at Bristol, the Lord Scroop." & @CRLF & _
                "	I speak not this in estimation," & @CRLF & _
                "	As what I think might be, but what I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is ruminated, plotted and set down," & @CRLF & _
                "	And only stays but to behold the face" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of that occasion that shall bring it on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	I smell it: upon my life, it will do well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Before the game is afoot, thou still let'st slip." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Why, it cannot choose but be a noble plot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then the power of Scotland and of York," & @CRLF & _
                "	To join with Mortimer, ha?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	And so they shall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	In faith, it is exceedingly well aim'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	And 'tis no little reason bids us speed," & @CRLF & _
                "	To save our heads by raising of a head;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, bear ourselves as even as we can," & @CRLF & _
                "	The king will always think him in our debt," & @CRLF & _
                "	And think we think ourselves unsatisfied," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till he hath found a time to pay us home:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And see already how he doth begin" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make us strangers to his looks of love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	He does, he does: we'll be revenged on him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	Cousin, farewell: no further go in this" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than I by letters shall direct your course." & @CRLF & _
                "	When time is ripe, which will be suddenly," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll steal to Glendower and Lord Mortimer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where you and Douglas and our powers at once," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I will fashion it, shall happily meet," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bear our fortunes in our own strong arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which now we hold at much uncertainty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Farewell, good brother: we shall thrive, I trust." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Uncle, Adieu: O, let the hours be short" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till fields and blows and groans applaud our sport!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Rochester. An inn yard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Carrier with a lantern in his hand]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Carrier	Heigh-ho! an it be not four by the day, I'll be" & @CRLF & _
                "	hanged: Charles' wain is over the new chimney, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	yet our horse not packed. What, ostler!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ostler	[Within]   Anon, anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Carrier	I prithee, Tom, beat Cut's saddle, put a few flocks" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the point; poor jade, is wrung in the withers out" & @CRLF & _
                "	of all cess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter another Carrier]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Carrier	Peas and beans are as dank here as a dog, and that" & @CRLF & _
                "	is the next way to give poor jades the bots: this" & @CRLF & _
                "	house is turned upside down since Robin Ostler died." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Carrier	Poor fellow, never joyed since the price of oats" & @CRLF & _
                "	rose; it was the death of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Carrier	I think this be the most villanous house in all" & @CRLF & _
                "	London road for fleas: I am stung like a tench." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Carrier	Like a tench! by the mass, there is ne'er a king" & @CRLF & _
                "	christen could be better bit than I have been since" & @CRLF & _
                "	the first cock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Carrier	Why, they will allow us ne'er a jordan, and then we" & @CRLF & _
                "	leak in your chimney; and your chamber-lie breeds" & @CRLF & _
                "	fleas like a loach." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Carrier	What, ostler! come away and be hanged!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Carrier	I have a gammon of bacon and two razors of ginger," & @CRLF & _
                "	to be delivered as far as Charing-cross." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Carrier	God's body! the turkeys in my pannier are quite" & @CRLF & _
                "	starved. What, ostler! A plague on thee! hast thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	never an eye in thy head? canst not hear? An" & @CRLF & _
                "	'twere not as good deed as drink, to break the pate" & @CRLF & _
                "	on thee, I am a very villain. Come, and be hanged!" & @CRLF & _
                "	hast thou no faith in thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GADSHILL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GADSHILL	Good morrow, carriers. What's o'clock?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Carrier	I think it be two o'clock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GADSHILL	I pray thee lend me thy lantern, to see my gelding" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the stable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Carrier	Nay, by God, soft; I know a trick worth two of that, i' faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GADSHILL	I pray thee, lend me thine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Carrier	Ay, when? can'st tell? Lend me thy lantern, quoth" & @CRLF & _
                "	he? marry, I'll see thee hanged first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GADSHILL	Sirrah carrier, what time do you mean to come to London?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Carrier	Time enough to go to bed with a candle, I warrant" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee. Come, neighbour Mugs, we'll call up the" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentleman: they will along with company, for they" & @CRLF & _
                "	have great charge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt carriers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GADSHILL	What, ho! chamberlain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	[Within]  At hand, quoth pick-purse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GADSHILL	That's even as fair as--at hand, quoth the" & @CRLF & _
                "	chamberlain; for thou variest no more from picking" & @CRLF & _
                "	of purses than giving direction doth from labouring;" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou layest the plot how." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Chamberlain]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	Good morrow, Master Gadshill. It holds current that" & @CRLF & _
                "	I told you yesternight: there's a franklin in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	wild of Kent hath brought three hundred marks with" & @CRLF & _
                "	him in gold: I heard him tell it to one of his" & @CRLF & _
                "	company last night at supper; a kind of auditor; one" & @CRLF & _
                "	that hath abundance of charge too, God knows what." & @CRLF & _
                "	They are up already, and call for eggs and butter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	they will away presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GADSHILL	Sirrah, if they meet not with Saint Nicholas'" & @CRLF & _
                "	clerks, I'll give thee this neck." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	No, I'll none of it: I pray thee keep that for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	hangman; for I know thou worshippest St. Nicholas" & @CRLF & _
                "	as truly as a man of falsehood may." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GADSHILL	What talkest thou to me of the hangman? if I hang," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll make a fat pair of gallows; for if I hang, old" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir John hangs with me, and thou knowest he is no" & @CRLF & _
                "	starveling. Tut! there are other Trojans that thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	dreamest not of, the which for sport sake are" & @CRLF & _
                "	content to do the profession some grace; that would," & @CRLF & _
                "	if matters should be looked into, for their own" & @CRLF & _
                "	credit sake, make all whole. I am joined with no" & @CRLF & _
                "	foot-land rakers, no long-staff sixpenny strikers," & @CRLF & _
                "	none of these mad mustachio purple-hued malt-worms;" & @CRLF & _
                "	but with nobility and tranquillity, burgomasters and" & @CRLF & _
                "	great oneyers, such as can hold in, such as will" & @CRLF & _
                "	strike sooner than speak, and speak sooner than" & @CRLF & _
                "	drink, and drink sooner than pray: and yet, zounds," & @CRLF & _
                "	I lie; for they pray continually to their saint, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	commonwealth; or rather, not pray to her, but prey" & @CRLF & _
                "	on her, for they ride up and down on her and make" & @CRLF & _
                "	her their boots." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	What, the commonwealth their boots? will she hold" & @CRLF & _
                "	out water in foul way?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GADSHILL	She will, she will; justice hath liquored her. We" & @CRLF & _
                "	steal as in a castle, cocksure; we have the receipt" & @CRLF & _
                "	of fern-seed, we walk invisible." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	Nay, by my faith, I think you are more beholding to" & @CRLF & _
                "	the night than to fern-seed for your walking invisible." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GADSHILL	Give me thy hand: thou shalt have a share in our" & @CRLF & _
                "	purchase, as I am a true man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	Nay, rather let me have it, as you are a false thief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GADSHILL	Go to; 'homo' is a common name to all men. Bid the" & @CRLF & _
                "	ostler bring my gelding out of the stable. Farewell," & @CRLF & _
                "	you muddy knave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The highway, near Gadshill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PRINCE HENRY and POINS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Come, shelter, shelter: I have removed Falstaff's" & @CRLF & _
                "	horse, and he frets like a gummed velvet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Stand close." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FALSTAFF]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Poins! Poins, and be hanged! Poins!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Peace, ye fat-kidneyed rascal! what a brawling dost" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou keep!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Where's Poins, Hal?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	He is walked up to the top of the hill: I'll go seek him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I am accursed to rob in that thief's company: the" & @CRLF & _
                "	rascal hath removed my horse, and tied him I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	not where. If I travel but four foot by the squier" & @CRLF & _
                "	further afoot, I shall break my wind. Well, I doubt" & @CRLF & _
                "	not but to die a fair death for all this, if I" & @CRLF & _
                "	'scape hanging for killing that rogue. I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	forsworn his company hourly any time this two and" & @CRLF & _
                "	twenty years, and yet I am bewitched with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	rogue's company. If the rascal hath not given me" & @CRLF & _
                "	medicines to make me love him, I'll be hanged; it" & @CRLF & _
                "	could not be else: I have drunk medicines. Poins!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hal! a plague upon you both! Bardolph! Peto!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll starve ere I'll rob a foot further. An 'twere" & @CRLF & _
                "	not as good a deed as drink, to turn true man and to" & @CRLF & _
                "	leave these rogues, I am the veriest varlet that" & @CRLF & _
                "	ever chewed with a tooth. Eight yards of uneven" & @CRLF & _
                "	ground is threescore and ten miles afoot with me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and the stony-hearted villains know it well enough:" & @CRLF & _
                "	a plague upon it when thieves cannot be true one to another!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They whistle]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whew! A plague upon you all! Give me my horse, you" & @CRLF & _
                "	rogues; give me my horse, and be hanged!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Peace, ye fat-guts! lie down; lay thine ear close" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the ground and list if thou canst hear the tread" & @CRLF & _
                "	of travellers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Have you any levers to lift me up again, being down?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Sblood, I'll not bear mine own flesh so far afoot" & @CRLF & _
                "	again for all the coin in thy father's exchequer." & @CRLF & _
                "	What a plague mean ye to colt me thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Thou liest; thou art not colted, thou art uncolted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I prithee, good Prince Hal, help me to my horse," & @CRLF & _
                "	good king's son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Out, ye rogue! shall I be your ostler?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Go, hang thyself in thine own heir-apparent" & @CRLF & _
                "	garters! If I be ta'en, I'll peach for this. An I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have not ballads made on you all and sung to filthy" & @CRLF & _
                "	tunes, let a cup of sack be my poison: when a jest" & @CRLF & _
                "	is so forward, and afoot too! I hate it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GADSHILL, BARDOLPH and PETO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GADSHILL	Stand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	So I do, against my will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	O, 'tis our setter: I know his voice. Bardolph," & @CRLF & _
                "	what news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Case ye, case ye; on with your vizards: there 's" & @CRLF & _
                "	money of the king's coming down the hill; 'tis going" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the king's exchequer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	You lie, ye rogue; 'tis going to the king's tavern." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GADSHILL	There's enough to make us all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	To be hanged." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Sirs, you four shall front them in the narrow lane;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ned Poins and I will walk lower: if they 'scape" & @CRLF & _
                "	from your encounter, then they light on us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETO	How many be there of them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GADSHILL	Some eight or ten." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	'Zounds, will they not rob us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	What, a coward, Sir John Paunch?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Indeed, I am not John of Gaunt, your grandfather;" & @CRLF & _
                "	but yet no coward, Hal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Well, we leave that to the proof." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Sirrah Jack, thy horse stands behind the hedge:" & @CRLF & _
                "	when thou needest him, there thou shalt find him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, and stand fast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Now cannot I strike him, if I should be hanged." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Ned, where are our disguises?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Here, hard by: stand close." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt PRINCE HENRY and POINS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Now, my masters, happy man be his dole, say I:" & @CRLF & _
                "	every man to his business." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Travellers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Traveller	Come, neighbour: the boy shall lead our horses down" & @CRLF & _
                "	the hill; we'll walk afoot awhile, and ease our legs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thieves	Stand!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Travellers	Jesus bless us!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Strike; down with them; cut the villains' throats:" & @CRLF & _
                "	ah! whoreson caterpillars! bacon-fed knaves! they" & @CRLF & _
                "	hate us youth: down with them: fleece them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Travellers	O, we are undone, both we and ours for ever!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Hang ye, gorbellied knaves, are ye undone? No, ye" & @CRLF & _
                "	fat chuffs: I would your store were here! On," & @CRLF & _
                "	bacons, on! What, ye knaves! young men must live." & @CRLF & _
                "	You are Grand-jurors, are ye? we'll jure ye, 'faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Here they rob them and bind them. Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter PRINCE HENRY and POINS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	The thieves have bound the true men. Now could thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	and I rob the thieves and go merrily to London, it" & @CRLF & _
                "	would be argument for a week, laughter for a month" & @CRLF & _
                "	and a good jest for ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Stand close; I hear them coming." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Thieves again]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Come, my masters, let us share, and then to horse" & @CRLF & _
                "	before day. An the Prince and Poins be not two" & @CRLF & _
                "	arrant cowards, there's no equity stirring: there's" & @CRLF & _
                "	no more valour in that Poins than in a wild-duck." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Your money!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Villains!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[As they are sharing, the Prince and Poins set upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	them; they all run away; and Falstaff, after a blow" & @CRLF & _
                "	or two, runs away too, leaving the booty behind them]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Got with much ease. Now merrily to horse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The thieves are all scatter'd and possess'd with fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	So strongly that they dare not meet each other;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Each takes his fellow for an officer." & @CRLF & _
                "	Away, good Ned. Falstaff sweats to death," & @CRLF & _
                "	And lards the lean earth as he walks along:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were 't not for laughing, I should pity him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	How the rogue roar'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Warkworth castle" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HOTSPUR, solus, reading a letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	'But for mine own part, my lord, I could be well" & @CRLF & _
                "	contented to be there, in respect of the love I bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	your house.' He could be contented: why is he not," & @CRLF & _
                "	then? In respect of the love he bears our house:" & @CRLF & _
                "	he shows in this, he loves his own barn better than" & @CRLF & _
                "	he loves our house. Let me see some more. 'The" & @CRLF & _
                "	purpose you undertake is dangerous;'--why, that's" & @CRLF & _
                "	certain: 'tis dangerous to take a cold, to sleep, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	drink; but I tell you, my lord fool, out of this" & @CRLF & _
                "	nettle, danger, we pluck this flower, safety. 'The" & @CRLF & _
                "	purpose you undertake is dangerous; the friends you" & @CRLF & _
                "	have named uncertain; the time itself unsorted; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	your whole plot too light for the counterpoise of so" & @CRLF & _
                "	great an opposition.' Say you so, say you so? I say" & @CRLF & _
                "	unto you again, you are a shallow cowardly hind, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	you lie.  What a lack-brain is this! By the Lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	our plot is a good plot as ever was laid; our" & @CRLF & _
                "	friends true and constant: a good plot, good" & @CRLF & _
                "	friends, and full of expectation; an excellent plot," & @CRLF & _
                "	very good friends. What a frosty-spirited rogue is" & @CRLF & _
                "	this! Why, my lord of York commends the plot and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	general course of action. 'Zounds, an I were now by" & @CRLF & _
                "	this rascal, I could brain him with his lady's fan." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is there not my father, my uncle and myself? lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	Edmund Mortimer, My lord of York and Owen Glendower?" & @CRLF & _
                "	is there not besides the Douglas? have I not all" & @CRLF & _
                "	their letters to meet me in arms by the ninth of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	next month? and are they not some of them set" & @CRLF & _
                "	forward already? What a pagan rascal is this! an" & @CRLF & _
                "	infidel! Ha! you shall see now in very sincerity" & @CRLF & _
                "	of fear and cold heart, will he to the king and lay" & @CRLF & _
                "	open all our proceedings. O, I could divide myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	and go to buffets, for moving such a dish of" & @CRLF & _
                "	skim milk with so honourable an action! Hang him!" & @CRLF & _
                "	let him tell the king: we are prepared. I will set" & @CRLF & _
                "	forward to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LADY PERCY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, Kate! I must leave you within these two hours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY PERCY	O, my good lord, why are you thus alone?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For what offence have I this fortnight been" & @CRLF & _
                "	A banish'd woman from my Harry's bed?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me, sweet lord, what is't that takes from thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy stomach, pleasure and thy golden sleep?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why dost thou bend thine eyes upon the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And start so often when thou sit'st alone?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why hast thou lost the fresh blood in thy cheeks;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And given my treasures and my rights of thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	To thick-eyed musing and cursed melancholy?" & @CRLF & _
                "	In thy faint slumbers I by thee have watch'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And heard thee murmur tales of iron wars;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak terms of manage to thy bounding steed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cry 'Courage! to the field!' And thou hast talk'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of sallies and retires, of trenches, tents," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of palisadoes, frontiers, parapets," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of basilisks, of cannon, culverin," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of prisoners' ransom and of soldiers slain," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the currents of a heady fight." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy spirit within thee hath been so at war" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thus hath so bestirr'd thee in thy sleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	That beads of sweat have stood upon thy brow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like bubbles in a late-disturbed stream;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in thy face strange motions have appear'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such as we see when men restrain their breath" & @CRLF & _
                "	On some great sudden hest. O, what portents are these?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some heavy business hath my lord in hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I must know it, else he loves me not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	What, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is Gilliams with the packet gone?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	He is, my lord, an hour ago." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Hath Butler brought those horses from the sheriff?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	One horse, my lord, he brought even now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	What horse? a roan, a crop-ear, is it not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	It is, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	                  That roan shall by my throne." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, I will back him straight: O esperance!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid Butler lead him forth into the park." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY PERCY	But hear you, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	What say'st thou, my lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY PERCY	What is it carries you away?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Why, my horse, my love, my horse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY PERCY	Out, you mad-headed ape!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A weasel hath not such a deal of spleen" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you are toss'd with. In faith," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll know your business, Harry, that I will." & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear my brother Mortimer doth stir" & @CRLF & _
                "	About his title, and hath sent for you" & @CRLF & _
                "	To line his enterprise: but if you go,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	So far afoot, I shall be weary, love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY PERCY	Come, come, you paraquito, answer me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Directly unto this question that I ask:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In faith, I'll break thy little finger, Harry," & @CRLF & _
                "	An if thou wilt not tell me all things true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Away," & @CRLF & _
                "	Away, you trifler! Love! I love thee not," & @CRLF & _
                "	I care not for thee, Kate: this is no world" & @CRLF & _
                "	To play with mammets and to tilt with lips:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We must have bloody noses and crack'd crowns," & @CRLF & _
                "	And pass them current too. God's me, my horse!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What say'st thou, Kate? what would'st thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	have with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY PERCY	Do you not love me? do you not, indeed?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, do not then; for since you love me not," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not love myself. Do you not love me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, tell me if you speak in jest or no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Come, wilt thou see me ride?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when I am on horseback, I will swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	I love thee infinitely. But hark you, Kate;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must not have you henceforth question me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whither I go, nor reason whereabout:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whither I must, I must; and, to conclude," & @CRLF & _
                "	This evening must I leave you, gentle Kate." & @CRLF & _
                "	I know you wise, but yet no farther wise" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than Harry Percy's wife: constant you are," & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet a woman: and for secrecy," & @CRLF & _
                "	No lady closer; for I well believe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wilt not utter what thou dost not know;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so far will I trust thee, gentle Kate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY PERCY	How! so far?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Not an inch further. But hark you, Kate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whither I go, thither shall you go too;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-day will I set forth, to-morrow you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Will this content you, Kate?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY PERCY	It must of force." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	The Boar's-Head Tavern, Eastcheap." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PRINCE HENRY and POINS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Ned, prithee, come out of that fat room, and lend me" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy hand to laugh a little." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Where hast been, Hal?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	With three or four loggerheads amongst three or four" & @CRLF & _
                "	score hogsheads. I have sounded the very" & @CRLF & _
                "	base-string of humility. Sirrah, I am sworn brother" & @CRLF & _
                "	to a leash of drawers; and can call them all by" & @CRLF & _
                "	their christen names, as Tom, Dick, and Francis." & @CRLF & _
                "	They take it already upon their salvation, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	though I be but the prince of Wales, yet I am king" & @CRLF & _
                "	of courtesy; and tell me flatly I am no proud Jack," & @CRLF & _
                "	like Falstaff, but a Corinthian, a lad of mettle, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	good boy, by the Lord, so they call me, and when I" & @CRLF & _
                "	am king of England, I shall command all the good" & @CRLF & _
                "	lads in Eastcheap. They call drinking deep, dyeing" & @CRLF & _
                "	scarlet; and when you breathe in your watering, they" & @CRLF & _
                "	cry  'hem!' and bid you play it off. To conclude, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	am so good a proficient in one quarter of an hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	that I can drink with any tinker in his own language" & @CRLF & _
                "	during my life. I tell thee, Ned, thou hast lost" & @CRLF & _
                "	much honour, that thou wert not with me in this sweet" & @CRLF & _
                "	action. But, sweet Ned,--to sweeten which name of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ned, I give thee this pennyworth of sugar, clapped" & @CRLF & _
                "	even now into my hand by an under-skinker, one that" & @CRLF & _
                "	never spake other English in his life than 'Eight" & @CRLF & _
                "	shillings and sixpence' and 'You are welcome,' with" & @CRLF & _
                "	this shrill addition, 'Anon, anon, sir! Score a pint" & @CRLF & _
                "	of bastard in the Half-Moon,' or so. But, Ned, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	drive away the time till Falstaff come, I prithee," & @CRLF & _
                "	do thou stand in some by-room, while I question my" & @CRLF & _
                "	puny drawer to what end he gave me the sugar; and do" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou never leave calling 'Francis,' that his tale" & @CRLF & _
                "	to me may be nothing but 'Anon.' Step aside, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll show thee a precedent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Francis!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Thou art perfect." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Francis!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit POINS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FRANCIS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCIS	Anon, anon, sir. Look down into the Pomgarnet, Ralph." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Come hither, Francis." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCIS	My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	How long hast thou to serve, Francis?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCIS	Forsooth, five years, and as much as to--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	[Within]  Francis!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCIS	Anon, anon, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Five year! by'r lady, a long lease for the clinking" & @CRLF & _
                "	of pewter. But, Francis, darest thou be so valiant" & @CRLF & _
                "	as to play the coward with thy indenture and show it" & @CRLF & _
                "	a fair pair of heels and run from it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCIS	O Lord, sir, I'll be sworn upon all the books in" & @CRLF & _
                "	England, I could find in my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	[Within]  Francis!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCIS	Anon, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	How old art thou, Francis?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCIS	Let me see--about Michaelmas next I shall be--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	[Within]  Francis!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCIS	Anon, sir. Pray stay a little, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Nay, but hark you, Francis: for the sugar thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	gavest me,'twas a pennyworth, wast't not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCIS	O Lord, I would it had been two!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	I will give thee for it a thousand pound: ask me" & @CRLF & _
                "	when thou wilt, and thou shalt have it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	[Within]  Francis!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCIS	Anon, anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Anon, Francis? No, Francis; but to-morrow, Francis;" & @CRLF & _
                "	or, Francis, o' Thursday; or indeed, Francis, when" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou wilt. But, Francis!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCIS	My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Wilt thou rob this leathern jerkin, crystal-button," & @CRLF & _
                "	not-pated, agate-ring, puke-stocking, caddis-garter," & @CRLF & _
                "	smooth-tongue, Spanish-pouch,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCIS	O Lord, sir, who do you mean?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Why, then, your brown bastard is your only drink;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for look you, Francis, your white canvas doublet" & @CRLF & _
                "	will sully: in Barbary, sir, it cannot come to so much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCIS	What, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	[Within]  Francis!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Away, you rogue! dost thou not hear them call?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Here they both call him; the drawer stands amazed," & @CRLF & _
                "	not knowing which way to go]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Vintner]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Vintner	What, standest thou still, and hearest such a" & @CRLF & _
                "	calling? Look to the guests within." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Francis]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord, old Sir John, with half-a-dozen more, are" & @CRLF & _
                "	at the door: shall I let them in?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Let them alone awhile, and then open the door." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Vintner]" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poins!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter POINS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Anon, anon, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Sirrah, Falstaff and the rest of the thieves are at" & @CRLF & _
                "	the door: shall we be merry?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	As merry as crickets, my lad. But hark ye; what" & @CRLF & _
                "	cunning match have you made with this jest of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	drawer? come, what's the issue?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	I am now of all humours that have showed themselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	humours since the old days of goodman Adam to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	pupil age of this present twelve o'clock at midnight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter FRANCIS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What's o'clock, Francis?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCIS	Anon, anon, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	That ever this fellow should have fewer words than a" & @CRLF & _
                "	parrot, and yet the son of a woman! His industry is" & @CRLF & _
                "	upstairs and downstairs; his eloquence the parcel of" & @CRLF & _
                "	a reckoning. I am not yet of Percy's mind, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hotspur of the north; he that kills me some six or" & @CRLF & _
                "	seven dozen of Scots at a breakfast, washes his" & @CRLF & _
                "	hands, and says to his wife 'Fie upon this quiet" & @CRLF & _
                "	life! I want work.' 'O my sweet Harry,' says she," & @CRLF & _
                "	'how many hast thou killed to-day?' 'Give my roan" & @CRLF & _
                "	horse a drench,' says he; and answers 'Some" & @CRLF & _
                "	fourteen,' an hour after; 'a trifle, a trifle.' I" & @CRLF & _
                "	prithee, call in Falstaff: I'll play Percy, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	that damned brawn shall play Dame Mortimer his" & @CRLF & _
                "	wife. 'Rivo!' says the drunkard. Call in ribs, call in tallow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FALSTAFF, GADSHILL, BARDOLPH, and PETO;" & @CRLF & _
                "	FRANCIS following with wine]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Welcome, Jack: where hast thou been?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	A plague of all cowards, I say, and a vengeance too!" & @CRLF & _
                "	marry, and amen! Give me a cup of sack, boy. Ere I" & @CRLF & _
                "	lead this life long, I'll sew nether stocks and mend" & @CRLF & _
                "	them and foot them too. A plague of all cowards!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me a cup of sack, rogue. Is there no virtue extant?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He drinks]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Didst thou never see Titan kiss a dish of butter?" & @CRLF & _
                "	pitiful-hearted Titan, that melted at the sweet tale" & @CRLF & _
                "	of the sun's! if thou didst, then behold that compound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	You rogue, here's lime in this sack too: there is" & @CRLF & _
                "	nothing but roguery to be found in villanous man:" & @CRLF & _
                "	yet a coward is worse than a cup of sack with lime" & @CRLF & _
                "	in it. A villanous coward! Go thy ways, old Jack;" & @CRLF & _
                "	die when thou wilt, if manhood, good manhood, be" & @CRLF & _
                "	not forgot upon the face of the earth, then am I a" & @CRLF & _
                "	shotten herring. There live not three good men" & @CRLF & _
                "	unhanged in England; and one of them is fat and" & @CRLF & _
                "	grows old: God help the while! a bad world, I say." & @CRLF & _
                "	I would I were a weaver; I could sing psalms or any" & @CRLF & _
                "	thing. A plague of all cowards, I say still." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	How now, wool-sack! what mutter you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	A king's son! If I do not beat thee out of thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	kingdom with a dagger of lath, and drive all thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	subjects afore thee like a flock of wild-geese," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll never wear hair on my face more. You Prince of Wales!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Why, you whoreson round man, what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Are not you a coward? answer me to that: and Poins there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	'Zounds, ye fat paunch, an ye call me coward, by the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord, I'll stab thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I call thee coward! I'll see thee damned ere I call" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee coward: but I would give a thousand pound I" & @CRLF & _
                "	could run as fast as thou canst. You are straight" & @CRLF & _
                "	enough in the shoulders, you care not who sees your" & @CRLF & _
                "	back: call you that backing of your friends? A" & @CRLF & _
                "	plague upon such backing! give me them that will" & @CRLF & _
                "	face me. Give me a cup of sack: I am a rogue, if I" & @CRLF & _
                "	drunk to-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	O villain! thy lips are scarce wiped since thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	drunkest last." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	All's one for that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He drinks]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A plague of all cowards, still say I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	What's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What's the matter! there be four of us here have" & @CRLF & _
                "	ta'en a thousand pound this day morning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Where is it, Jack? where is it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Where is it! taken from us it is: a hundred upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	poor four of us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	What, a hundred, man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I am a rogue, if I were not at half-sword with a" & @CRLF & _
                "	dozen of them two hours together. I have 'scaped by" & @CRLF & _
                "	miracle. I am eight times thrust through the" & @CRLF & _
                "	doublet, four through the hose; my buckler cut" & @CRLF & _
                "	through and through; my sword hacked like a" & @CRLF & _
                "	hand-saw--ecce signum! I never dealt better since" & @CRLF & _
                "	I was a man: all would not do. A plague of all" & @CRLF & _
                "	cowards! Let them speak: if they speak more or" & @CRLF & _
                "	less than truth, they are villains and the sons of darkness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Speak, sirs; how was it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GADSHILL	We four set upon some dozen--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Sixteen at least, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GADSHILL	And bound them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETO	No, no, they were not bound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	You rogue, they were bound, every man of them; or I" & @CRLF & _
                "	am a Jew else, an Ebrew Jew." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GADSHILL	As we were sharing, some six or seven fresh men set upon us--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	And unbound the rest, and then come in the other." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	What, fought you with them all?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	All! I know not what you call all; but if I fought" & @CRLF & _
                "	not with fifty of them, I am a bunch of radish: if" & @CRLF & _
                "	there were not two or three and fifty upon poor old" & @CRLF & _
                "	Jack, then am I no two-legged creature." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Pray God you have not murdered some of them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Nay, that's past praying for: I have peppered two" & @CRLF & _
                "	of them; two I am sure I have paid, two rogues" & @CRLF & _
                "	in buckram suits. I tell thee what, Hal, if I tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee a lie, spit in my face, call me horse. Thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	knowest my old ward; here I lay and thus I bore my" & @CRLF & _
                "	point. Four rogues in buckram let drive at me--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	What, four? thou saidst but two even now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Four, Hal; I told thee four." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Ay, ay, he said four." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	These four came all a-front, and mainly thrust at" & @CRLF & _
                "	me. I made me no more ado but took all their seven" & @CRLF & _
                "	points in my target, thus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Seven? why, there were but four even now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	In buckram?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Ay, four, in buckram suits." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Seven, by these hilts, or I am a villain else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Prithee, let him alone; we shall have more anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Dost thou hear me, Hal?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Ay, and mark thee too, Jack." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Do so, for it is worth the listening to. These nine" & @CRLF & _
                "	in buckram that I told thee of--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	So, two more already." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Their points being broken,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Down fell their hose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Began to give me ground: but I followed me close," & @CRLF & _
                "	came in foot and hand; and with a thought seven of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the eleven I paid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	O monstrous! eleven buckram men grown out of two!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	But, as the devil would have it, three misbegotten" & @CRLF & _
                "	knaves in Kendal green came at my back and let drive" & @CRLF & _
                "	at me; for it was so dark, Hal, that thou couldst" & @CRLF & _
                "	not see thy hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	These lies are like their father that begets them;" & @CRLF & _
                "	gross as a mountain, open, palpable. Why, thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	clay-brained guts, thou knotty-pated fool, thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	whoreson, obscene, grease tallow-catch,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What, art thou mad? art thou mad? is not the truth" & @CRLF & _
                "	the truth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Why, how couldst thou know these men in Kendal" & @CRLF & _
                "	green, when it was so dark thou couldst not see thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	hand? come, tell us your reason: what sayest thou to this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Come, your reason, Jack, your reason." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What, upon compulsion? 'Zounds, an I were at the" & @CRLF & _
                "	strappado, or all the racks in the world, I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	not tell you on compulsion. Give you a reason on" & @CRLF & _
                "	compulsion! If reasons were as plentiful as" & @CRLF & _
                "	blackberries, I would give no man a reason upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	compulsion, I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	I'll be no longer guilty of this sin; this sanguine" & @CRLF & _
                "	coward, this bed-presser, this horseback-breaker," & @CRLF & _
                "	this huge hill of flesh,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	'Sblood, you starveling, you elf-skin, you dried" & @CRLF & _
                "	neat's tongue, you bull's pizzle, you stock-fish! O" & @CRLF & _
                "	for breath to utter what is like thee! you" & @CRLF & _
                "	tailor's-yard, you sheath, you bowcase; you vile" & @CRLF & _
                "	standing-tuck,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Well, breathe awhile, and then to it again: and" & @CRLF & _
                "	when thou hast tired thyself in base comparisons," & @CRLF & _
                "	hear me speak but this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Mark, Jack." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	We two saw you four set on four and bound them, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	were masters of their wealth. Mark now, how a plain" & @CRLF & _
                "	tale shall put you down. Then did we two set on you" & @CRLF & _
                "	four; and, with a word, out-faced you from your" & @CRLF & _
                "	prize, and have it; yea, and can show it you here in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the house: and, Falstaff, you carried your guts" & @CRLF & _
                "	away as nimbly, with as quick dexterity, and roared" & @CRLF & _
                "	for mercy and still run and roared, as ever I heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	bull-calf. What a slave art thou, to hack thy sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	as thou hast done, and then say it was in fight!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What trick, what device, what starting-hole, canst" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou now find out to hide thee from this open and" & @CRLF & _
                "	apparent shame?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Come, let's hear, Jack; what trick hast thou now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	By the Lord, I knew ye as well as he that made ye." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, hear you, my masters: was it for me to kill the" & @CRLF & _
                "	heir-apparent? should I turn upon the true prince?" & @CRLF & _
                "	why, thou knowest I am as valiant as Hercules: but" & @CRLF & _
                "	beware instinct; the lion will not touch the true" & @CRLF & _
                "	prince. Instinct is a great matter; I was now a" & @CRLF & _
                "	coward on instinct. I shall think the better of" & @CRLF & _
                "	myself and thee during my life; I for a valiant" & @CRLF & _
                "	lion, and thou for a true prince. But, by the Lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	lads, I am glad you have the money. Hostess, clap" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the doors: watch to-night, pray to-morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "	Gallants, lads, boys, hearts of gold, all the titles" & @CRLF & _
                "	of good fellowship come to you! What, shall we be" & @CRLF & _
                "	merry? shall we have a play extempore?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Content; and the argument shall be thy running away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Ah, no more of that, Hal, an thou lovest me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Hostess]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	O Jesu, my lord the prince!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	How now, my lady the hostess! what sayest thou to" & @CRLF & _
                "	me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	Marry, my lord, there is a nobleman of the court at" & @CRLF & _
                "	door would speak with you: he says he comes from" & @CRLF & _
                "	your father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Give him as much as will make him a royal man, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	send him back again to my mother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What manner of man is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	An old man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What doth gravity out of his bed at midnight? Shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	I give him his answer?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Prithee, do, Jack." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	'Faith, and I'll send him packing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit FALSTAFF]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Now, sirs: by'r lady, you fought fair; so did you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Peto; so did you, Bardolph: you are lions too, you" & @CRLF & _
                "	ran away upon instinct, you will not touch the true" & @CRLF & _
                "	prince; no, fie!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	'Faith, I ran when I saw others run." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	'Faith, tell me now in earnest, how came Falstaff's" & @CRLF & _
                "	sword so hacked?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETO	Why, he hacked it with his dagger, and said he would" & @CRLF & _
                "	swear truth out of England but he would make you" & @CRLF & _
                "	believe it was done in fight, and persuaded us to do the like." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Yea, and to tickle our noses with spear-grass to" & @CRLF & _
                "	make them bleed, and then to beslubber our garments" & @CRLF & _
                "	with it and swear it was the blood of true men. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	did that I did not this seven year before, I blushed" & @CRLF & _
                "	to hear his monstrous devices." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	O villain, thou stolest a cup of sack eighteen years" & @CRLF & _
                "	ago, and wert taken with the manner, and ever since" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou hast blushed extempore. Thou hadst fire and" & @CRLF & _
                "	sword on thy side, and yet thou rannest away: what" & @CRLF & _
                "	instinct hadst thou for it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	My lord, do you see these meteors? do you behold" & @CRLF & _
                "	these exhalations?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	I do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	What think you they portend?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Hot livers and cold purses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Choler, my lord, if rightly taken." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	No, if rightly taken, halter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter FALSTAFF]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes lean Jack, here comes bare-bone." & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, my sweet creature of bombast!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How long is't ago, Jack, since thou sawest thine own knee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	My own knee! when I was about thy years, Hal, I was" & @CRLF & _
                "	not an eagle's talon in the waist; I could have" & @CRLF & _
                "	crept into any alderman's thumb-ring: a plague of" & @CRLF & _
                "	sighing and grief! it blows a man up like a" & @CRLF & _
                "	bladder. There's villanous news abroad: here was" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir John Bracy from your father; you must to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	court in the morning. That same mad fellow of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	north, Percy, and he of Wales, that gave Amamon the" & @CRLF & _
                "	bastinado and made Lucifer cuckold and swore the" & @CRLF & _
                "	devil his true liegeman upon the cross of a Welsh" & @CRLF & _
                "	hook--what a plague call you him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	O, Glendower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Owen, Owen, the same; and his son-in-law Mortimer," & @CRLF & _
                "	and old Northumberland, and that sprightly Scot of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Scots, Douglas, that runs o' horseback up a hill" & @CRLF & _
                "	perpendicular,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	He that rides at high speed and with his pistol" & @CRLF & _
                "	kills a sparrow flying." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	You have hit it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	So did he never the sparrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Well, that rascal hath good mettle in him; he will not run." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Why, what a rascal art thou then, to praise him so" & @CRLF & _
                "	for running!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	O' horseback, ye cuckoo; but afoot he will not budge a foot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Yes, Jack, upon instinct." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I grant ye, upon instinct. Well, he is there too," & @CRLF & _
                "	and one Mordake, and a thousand blue-caps more:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Worcester is stolen away to-night; thy father's" & @CRLF & _
                "	beard is turned white with the news: you may buy" & @CRLF & _
                "	land now as cheap as stinking mackerel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Why, then, it is like, if there come a hot June and" & @CRLF & _
                "	this civil buffeting hold, we shall buy maidenheads" & @CRLF & _
                "	as they buy hob-nails, by the hundreds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	By the mass, lad, thou sayest true; it is like we" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall have good trading that way. But tell me, Hal," & @CRLF & _
                "	art not thou horrible afeard? thou being" & @CRLF & _
                "	heir-apparent, could the world pick thee out three" & @CRLF & _
                "	such enemies again as that fiend Douglas, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	spirit Percy, and that devil Glendower? Art thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	not horribly afraid? doth not thy blood thrill at" & @CRLF & _
                "	it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Not a whit, i' faith; I lack some of thy instinct." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Well, thou wert be horribly chid tomorrow when thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	comest to thy father: if thou love me, practise an answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Do thou stand for my father, and examine me upon the" & @CRLF & _
                "	particulars of my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Shall I? content: this chair shall be my state," & @CRLF & _
                "	this dagger my sceptre, and this cushion my crown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Thy state is taken for a joined-stool, thy golden" & @CRLF & _
                "	sceptre for a leaden dagger, and thy precious rich" & @CRLF & _
                "	crown for a pitiful bald crown!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Well, an the fire of grace be not quite out of thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	now shalt thou be moved. Give me a cup of sack to" & @CRLF & _
                "	make my eyes look red, that it may be thought I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	wept; for I must speak in passion, and I will do it" & @CRLF & _
                "	in King Cambyses' vein." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Well, here is my leg." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	And here is my speech. Stand aside, nobility." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	O Jesu, this is excellent sport, i' faith!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Weep not, sweet queen; for trickling tears are vain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	O, the father, how he holds his countenance!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	For God's sake, lords, convey my tristful queen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For tears do stop the flood-gates of her eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	O Jesu, he doth it as like one of these harlotry" & @CRLF & _
                "	players as ever I see!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Peace, good pint-pot; peace, good tickle-brain." & @CRLF & _
                "	Harry, I do not only marvel where thou spendest thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	time, but also how thou art accompanied: for though" & @CRLF & _
                "	the camomile, the more it is trodden on the faster" & @CRLF & _
                "	it grows, yet youth, the more it is wasted the" & @CRLF & _
                "	sooner it wears. That thou art my son, I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	partly thy mother's word, partly my own opinion," & @CRLF & _
                "	but chiefly a villanous trick of thine eye and a" & @CRLF & _
                "	foolish-hanging of thy nether lip, that doth warrant" & @CRLF & _
                "	me. If then thou be son to me, here lies the point;" & @CRLF & _
                "	why, being son to me, art thou so pointed at? Shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	the blessed sun of heaven prove a micher and eat" & @CRLF & _
                "	blackberries? a question not to be asked. Shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	the sun of England prove a thief and take purses? a" & @CRLF & _
                "	question to be asked. There is a thing, Harry," & @CRLF & _
                "	which thou hast often heard of and it is known to" & @CRLF & _
                "	many in our land by the name of pitch: this pitch," & @CRLF & _
                "	as ancient writers do report, doth defile; so doth" & @CRLF & _
                "	the company thou keepest: for, Harry, now I do not" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak to thee in drink but in tears, not in" & @CRLF & _
                "	pleasure but in passion, not in words only, but in" & @CRLF & _
                "	woes also: and yet there is a virtuous man whom I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have often noted in thy company, but I know not his name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	What manner of man, an it like your majesty?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	A goodly portly man, i' faith, and a corpulent; of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	cheerful look, a pleasing eye and a most noble" & @CRLF & _
                "	carriage; and, as I think, his age some fifty, or," & @CRLF & _
                "	by'r lady, inclining to three score; and now I" & @CRLF & _
                "	remember me, his name is Falstaff: if that man" & @CRLF & _
                "	should be lewdly given, he deceiveth me; for, Harry," & @CRLF & _
                "	I see virtue in his looks. If then the tree may be" & @CRLF & _
                "	known by the fruit, as the fruit by the tree, then," & @CRLF & _
                "	peremptorily I speak it, there is virtue in that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Falstaff: him keep with, the rest banish. And tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	me now, thou naughty varlet, tell me, where hast" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou been this month?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Dost thou speak like a king? Do thou stand for me," & @CRLF & _
                "	and I'll play my father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Depose me? if thou dost it half so gravely, so" & @CRLF & _
                "	majestically, both in word and matter, hang me up by" & @CRLF & _
                "	the heels for a rabbit-sucker or a poulter's hare." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Well, here I am set." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	And here I stand: judge, my masters." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Now, Harry, whence come you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	My noble lord, from Eastcheap." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	The complaints I hear of thee are grievous." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	'Sblood, my lord, they are false: nay, I'll tickle" & @CRLF & _
                "	ye for a young prince, i' faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Swearest thou, ungracious boy? henceforth ne'er look" & @CRLF & _
                "	on me. Thou art violently carried away from grace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	there is a devil haunts thee in the likeness of an" & @CRLF & _
                "	old fat man; a tun of man is thy companion. Why" & @CRLF & _
                "	dost thou converse with that trunk of humours, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	bolting-hutch of beastliness, that swollen parcel" & @CRLF & _
                "	of dropsies, that huge bombard of sack, that stuffed" & @CRLF & _
                "	cloak-bag of guts, that roasted Manningtree ox with" & @CRLF & _
                "	the pudding in his belly, that reverend vice, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	grey iniquity, that father ruffian, that vanity in" & @CRLF & _
                "	years? Wherein is he good, but to taste sack and" & @CRLF & _
                "	drink it? wherein neat and cleanly, but to carve a" & @CRLF & _
                "	capon and eat it? wherein cunning, but in craft?" & @CRLF & _
                "	wherein crafty, but in villany? wherein villanous," & @CRLF & _
                "	but in all things? wherein worthy, but in nothing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I would your grace would take me with you: whom" & @CRLF & _
                "	means your grace?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	That villanous abominable misleader of youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Falstaff, that old white-bearded Satan." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	My lord, the man I know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	I know thou dost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	But to say I know more harm in him than in myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	were to say more than I know. That he is old, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	more the pity, his white hairs do witness it; but" & @CRLF & _
                "	that he is, saving your reverence, a whoremaster," & @CRLF & _
                "	that I utterly deny. If sack and sugar be a fault," & @CRLF & _
                "	God help the wicked! if to be old and merry be a" & @CRLF & _
                "	sin, then many an old host that I know is damned: if" & @CRLF & _
                "	to be fat be to be hated, then Pharaoh's lean kine" & @CRLF & _
                "	are to be loved. No, my good lord; banish Peto," & @CRLF & _
                "	banish Bardolph, banish Poins: but for sweet Jack" & @CRLF & _
                "	Falstaff, kind Jack Falstaff, true Jack Falstaff," & @CRLF & _
                "	valiant Jack Falstaff, and therefore more valiant," & @CRLF & _
                "	being, as he is, old Jack Falstaff, banish not him" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy Harry's company, banish not him thy Harry's" & @CRLF & _
                "	company: banish plump Jack, and banish all the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	I do, I will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A knocking heard]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Hostess, FRANCIS, and BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BARDOLPH, running]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	O, my lord, my lord! the sheriff with a most" & @CRLF & _
                "	monstrous watch is at the door." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Out, ye rogue! Play out the play: I have much to" & @CRLF & _
                "	say in the behalf of that Falstaff." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter the Hostess]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	O Jesu, my lord, my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Heigh, heigh! the devil rides upon a fiddlestick:" & @CRLF & _
                "	what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	The sheriff and all the watch are at the door: they" & @CRLF & _
                "	are come to search the house. Shall I let them in?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Dost thou hear, Hal? never call a true piece of" & @CRLF & _
                "	gold a counterfeit: thou art essentially mad," & @CRLF & _
                "	without seeming so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	And thou a natural coward, without instinct." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I deny your major: if you will deny the sheriff," & @CRLF & _
                "	so; if not, let him enter: if I become not a cart" & @CRLF & _
                "	as well as another man, a plague on my bringing up!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hope I shall as soon be strangled with a halter as another." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Go, hide thee behind the arras: the rest walk up" & @CRLF & _
                "	above. Now, my masters, for a true face and good" & @CRLF & _
                "	conscience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Both which I have had: but their date is out, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	therefore I'll hide me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Call in the sheriff." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all except PRINCE HENRY and PETO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Sheriff and the Carrier]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, master sheriff, what is your will with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sheriff	First, pardon me, my lord. A hue and cry" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath follow'd certain men unto this house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	What men?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sheriff	One of them is well known, my gracious lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	A gross fat man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Carrier	                  As fat as butter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	The man, I do assure you, is not here;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I myself at this time have employ'd him." & @CRLF & _
                "	And, sheriff, I will engage my word to thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I will, by to-morrow dinner-time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Send him to answer thee, or any man," & @CRLF & _
                "	For any thing he shall be charged withal:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so let me entreat you leave the house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sheriff	I will, my lord. There are two gentlemen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have in this robbery lost three hundred marks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	It may be so: if he have robb'd these men," & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall be answerable; and so farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sheriff	Good night, my noble lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	I think it is good morrow, is it not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sheriff	Indeed, my lord, I think it be two o'clock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Sheriff and Carrier]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	This oily rascal is known as well as Paul's. Go," & @CRLF & _
                "	call him forth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETO	Falstaff!--Fast asleep behind the arras, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	snorting like a horse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Hark, how hard he fetches breath. Search his pockets." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He searcheth his pockets, and findeth certain papers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What hast thou found?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETO	Nothing but papers, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Let's see what they be: read them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETO	[Reads]  Item, A capon,. . 2s. 2d." & @CRLF & _
                "	Item, Sauce,. . . 4d." & @CRLF & _
                "	Item, Sack, two gallons, 5s. 8d." & @CRLF & _
                "	Item, Anchovies and sack after supper, 2s. 6d." & @CRLF & _
                "	Item, Bread,        ob." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	O monstrous! but one half-penny-worth of bread to" & @CRLF & _
                "	this intolerable deal of sack! What there is else," & @CRLF & _
                "	keep close; we'll read it at more advantage: there" & @CRLF & _
                "	let him sleep till day. I'll to the court in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	morning. We must all to the wars, and thy place" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall be honourable. I'll procure this fat rogue a" & @CRLF & _
                "	charge of foot; and I know his death will be a" & @CRLF & _
                "	march of twelve-score. The money shall be paid" & @CRLF & _
                "	back again with advantage. Be with me betimes in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the morning; and so, good morrow, Peto." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETO	Good morrow, good my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Bangor. The Archdeacon's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HOTSPUR, WORCESTER, MORTIMER, and GLENDOWER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTIMER	These promises are fair, the parties sure," & @CRLF & _
                "	And our induction full of prosperous hope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Lord Mortimer, and cousin Glendower," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you sit down?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And uncle Worcester: a plague upon it!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have forgot the map." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLENDOWER	No, here it is." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sit, cousin Percy; sit, good cousin Hotspur," & @CRLF & _
                "	For by that name as oft as Lancaster" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth speak of you, his cheek looks pale and with" & @CRLF & _
                "	A rising sigh he wisheth you in heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	And you in hell, as oft as he hears Owen Glendower spoke of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLENDOWER	I cannot blame him: at my nativity" & @CRLF & _
                "	The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of burning cressets; and at my birth" & @CRLF & _
                "	The frame and huge foundation of the earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shaked like a coward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Why, so it would have done at the same season, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	your mother's cat had but kittened, though yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	had never been born." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLENDOWER	I say the earth did shake when I was born." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	And I say the earth was not of my mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you suppose as fearing you it shook." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLENDOWER	The heavens were all on fire, the earth did tremble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	O, then the earth shook to see the heavens on fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not in fear of your nativity." & @CRLF & _
                "	Diseased nature oftentimes breaks forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	In strange eruptions; oft the teeming earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is with a kind of colic pinch'd and vex'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	By the imprisoning of unruly wind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within her womb; which, for enlargement striving," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shakes the old beldam earth and topples down" & @CRLF & _
                "	Steeples and moss-grown towers. At your birth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our grandam earth, having this distemperature," & @CRLF & _
                "	In passion shook." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLENDOWER	                  Cousin, of many men" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do not bear these crossings. Give me leave" & @CRLF & _
                "	To tell you once again that at my birth" & @CRLF & _
                "	The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes," & @CRLF & _
                "	The goats ran from the mountains, and the herds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were strangely clamorous to the frighted fields." & @CRLF & _
                "	These signs have mark'd me extraordinary;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the courses of my life do show" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not in the roll of common men." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is he living, clipp'd in with the sea" & @CRLF & _
                "	That chides the banks of England, Scotland, Wales," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which calls me pupil, or hath read to me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring him out that is but woman's son" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can trace me in the tedious ways of art" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hold me pace in deep experiments." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	I think there's no man speaks better Welsh." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll to dinner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTIMER	Peace, cousin Percy; you will make him mad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLENDOWER	I can call spirits from the vasty deep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Why, so can I, or so can any man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But will they come when you do call for them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLENDOWER	Why, I can teach you, cousin, to command" & @CRLF & _
                "	The devil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	And I can teach thee, coz, to shame the devil" & @CRLF & _
                "	By telling truth: tell truth and shame the devil." & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou have power to raise him, bring him hither," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I'll be sworn I have power to shame him hence." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, while you live, tell truth and shame the devil!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTIMER	Come, come, no more of this unprofitable chat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLENDOWER	Three times hath Henry Bolingbroke made head" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against my power; thrice from the banks of Wye" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sandy-bottom'd Severn have I sent him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bootless home and weather-beaten back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Home without boots, and in foul weather too!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How 'scapes he agues, in the devil's name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLENDOWER	Come, here's the map: shall we divide our right" & @CRLF & _
                "	According to our threefold order ta'en?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTIMER	The archdeacon hath divided it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into three limits very equally:" & @CRLF & _
                "	England, from Trent and Severn hitherto," & @CRLF & _
                "	By south and east is to my part assign'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All westward, Wales beyond the Severn shore," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the fertile land within that bound," & @CRLF & _
                "	To Owen Glendower: and, dear coz, to you" & @CRLF & _
                "	The remnant northward, lying off from Trent." & @CRLF & _
                "	And our indentures tripartite are drawn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which being sealed interchangeably," & @CRLF & _
                "	A business that this night may execute," & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow, cousin Percy, you and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	And my good Lord of Worcester will set forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	To meet your father and the Scottish power," & @CRLF & _
                "	As is appointed us, at Shrewsbury." & @CRLF & _
                "	My father Glendower is not ready yet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not shall we need his help these fourteen days." & @CRLF & _
                "	Within that space you may have drawn together" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your tenants, friends and neighbouring gentlemen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLENDOWER	A shorter time shall send me to you, lords:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in my conduct shall your ladies come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	From whom you now must steal and take no leave," & @CRLF & _
                "	For there will be a world of water shed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the parting of your wives and you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Methinks my moiety, north from Burton here," & @CRLF & _
                "	In quantity equals not one of yours:" & @CRLF & _
                "	See how this river comes me cranking in," & @CRLF & _
                "	And cuts me from the best of all my land" & @CRLF & _
                "	A huge half-moon, a monstrous cantle out." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll have the current in this place damm'd up;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here the smug and silver Trent shall run" & @CRLF & _
                "	In a new channel, fair and evenly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It shall not wind with such a deep indent," & @CRLF & _
                "	To rob me of so rich a bottom here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLENDOWER	Not wind? it shall, it must; you see it doth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTIMER	Yea, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark how he bears his course, and runs me up" & @CRLF & _
                "	With like advantage on the other side;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gelding the opposed continent as much" & @CRLF & _
                "	As on the other side it takes from you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	Yea, but a little charge will trench him here" & @CRLF & _
                "	And on this north side win this cape of land;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then he runs straight and even." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	I'll have it so: a little charge will do it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLENDOWER	I'll not have it alter'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Will not you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLENDOWER	No, nor you shall not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Who shall say me nay?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLENDOWER	Why, that will I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Let me not understand you, then; speak it in Welsh." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLENDOWER	I can speak English, lord, as well as you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I was train'd up in the English court;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where, being but young, I framed to the harp" & @CRLF & _
                "	Many an English ditty lovely well" & @CRLF & _
                "	And gave the tongue a helpful ornament," & @CRLF & _
                "	A virtue that was never seen in you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Marry," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I am glad of it with all my heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had rather be a kitten and cry mew" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than one of these same metre ballad-mongers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had rather hear a brazen canstick turn'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or a dry wheel grate on the axle-tree;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that would set my teeth nothing on edge," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing so much as mincing poetry:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis like the forced gait of a shuffling nag." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLENDOWER	Come, you shall have Trent turn'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	I do not care: I'll give thrice so much land" & @CRLF & _
                "	To any well-deserving friend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in the way of bargain, mark ye me," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll cavil on the ninth part of a hair." & @CRLF & _
                "	Are the indentures drawn? shall we be gone?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLENDOWER	The moon shines fair; you may away by night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll haste the writer and withal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Break with your wives of your departure hence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am afraid my daughter will run mad," & @CRLF & _
                "	So much she doteth on her Mortimer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit GLENDOWER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTIMER	Fie, cousin Percy! how you cross my father!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	I cannot choose: sometime he angers me" & @CRLF & _
                "	With telling me of the mouldwarp and the ant," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the dreamer Merlin and his prophecies," & @CRLF & _
                "	And of a dragon and a finless fish," & @CRLF & _
                "	A clip-wing'd griffin and a moulten raven," & @CRLF & _
                "	A couching lion and a ramping cat," & @CRLF & _
                "	And such a deal of skimble-skamble stuff" & @CRLF & _
                "	As puts me from my faith. I tell you what;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He held me last night at least nine hours" & @CRLF & _
                "	In reckoning up the several devils' names" & @CRLF & _
                "	That were his lackeys: I cried 'hum,' and 'well, go to,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	But mark'd him not a word. O, he is as tedious" & @CRLF & _
                "	As a tired horse, a railing wife;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Worse than a smoky house: I had rather live" & @CRLF & _
                "	With cheese and garlic in a windmill, far," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than feed on cates and have him talk to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	In any summer-house in Christendom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTIMER	In faith, he is a worthy gentleman," & @CRLF & _
                "	Exceedingly well read, and profited" & @CRLF & _
                "	In strange concealments, valiant as a lion" & @CRLF & _
                "	And as wondrous affable and as bountiful" & @CRLF & _
                "	As mines of India. Shall I tell you, cousin?" & @CRLF & _
                "	He holds your temper in a high respect" & @CRLF & _
                "	And curbs himself even of his natural scope" & @CRLF & _
                "	When you come 'cross his humour; faith, he does:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I warrant you, that man is not alive" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might so have tempted him as you have done," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without the taste of danger and reproof:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But do not use it oft, let me entreat you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	In faith, my lord, you are too wilful-blame;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And since your coming hither have done enough" & @CRLF & _
                "	To put him quite beside his patience." & @CRLF & _
                "	You must needs learn, lord, to amend this fault:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though sometimes it show greatness, courage, blood,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that's the dearest grace it renders you,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet oftentimes it doth present harsh rage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Defect of manners, want of government," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pride, haughtiness, opinion and disdain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The least of which haunting a nobleman" & @CRLF & _
                "	Loseth men's hearts and leaves behind a stain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the beauty of all parts besides," & @CRLF & _
                "	Beguiling them of commendation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Well, I am school'd: good manners be your speed!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here come our wives, and let us take our leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter GLENDOWER with the ladies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTIMER	This is the deadly spite that angers me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My wife can speak no English, I no Welsh." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLENDOWER	My daughter weeps: she will not part with you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She'll be a soldier too, she'll to the wars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTIMER	Good father, tell her that she and my aunt Percy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall follow in your conduct speedily." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Glendower speaks to her in Welsh, and she" & @CRLF & _
                "	answers him in the same]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLENDOWER	She is desperate here; a peevish self-wind harlotry," & @CRLF & _
                "	one that no persuasion can do good upon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The lady speaks in Welsh]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTIMER	I understand thy looks: that pretty Welsh" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which thou pour'st down from these swelling heavens" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am too perfect in; and, but for shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	In such a parley should I answer thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The lady speaks again in Welsh]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I understand thy kisses and thou mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that's a feeling disputation:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will never be a truant, love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till I have learned thy language; for thy tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes Welsh as sweet as ditties highly penn'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sung by a fair queen in a summer's bower," & @CRLF & _
                "	With ravishing division, to her lute." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLENDOWER	Nay, if you melt, then will she run mad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The lady speaks again in Welsh]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTIMER	O, I am ignorance itself in this!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLENDOWER	She bids you on the wanton rushes lay you down" & @CRLF & _
                "	And rest your gentle head upon her lap," & @CRLF & _
                "	And she will sing the song that pleaseth you" & @CRLF & _
                "	And on your eyelids crown the god of sleep." & @CRLF & _
                "	Charming your blood with pleasing heaviness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Making such difference 'twixt wake and sleep" & @CRLF & _
                "	As is the difference betwixt day and night" & @CRLF & _
                "	The hour before the heavenly-harness'd team" & @CRLF & _
                "	Begins his golden progress in the east." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTIMER	With all my heart I'll sit and hear her sing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By that time will our book, I think, be drawn" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLENDOWER	Do so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And those musicians that shall play to you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hang in the air a thousand leagues from hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	And straight they shall be here: sit, and attend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Come, Kate, thou art perfect in lying down: come," & @CRLF & _
                "	quick, quick, that I may lay my head in thy lap." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY PERCY	Go, ye giddy goose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The music plays]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Now I perceive the devil understands Welsh;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And 'tis no marvel he is so humorous." & @CRLF & _
                "	By'r lady, he is a good musician." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY PERCY	Then should you be nothing but musical for you are" & @CRLF & _
                "	altogether governed by humours. Lie still, ye thief," & @CRLF & _
                "	and hear the lady sing in Welsh." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	I had rather hear Lady, my brach, howl in Irish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY PERCY	Wouldst thou have thy head broken?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY PERCY	Then be still." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Neither;'tis a woman's fault." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY PERCY	Now God help thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	To the Welsh lady's bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY PERCY	What's that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Peace! she sings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Here the lady sings a Welsh song]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Come, Kate, I'll have your song too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY PERCY	Not mine, in good sooth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Not yours, in good sooth! Heart! you swear like a" & @CRLF & _
                "	comfit-maker's wife. 'Not you, in good sooth,' and" & @CRLF & _
                "	'as true as I live,' and 'as God shall mend me,' and" & @CRLF & _
                "	'as sure as day,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And givest such sarcenet surety for thy oaths," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if thou never walk'st further than Finsbury." & @CRLF & _
                "	Swear me, Kate, like a lady as thou art," & @CRLF & _
                "	A good mouth-filling oath, and leave 'in sooth,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And such protest of pepper-gingerbread," & @CRLF & _
                "	To velvet-guards and Sunday-citizens." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, sing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY PERCY	I will not sing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	'Tis the next way to turn tailor, or be red-breast" & @CRLF & _
                "	teacher. An the indentures be drawn, I'll away" & @CRLF & _
                "	within these two hours; and so, come in when ye will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLENDOWER	Come, come, Lord Mortimer; you are as slow" & @CRLF & _
                "	As hot Lord Percy is on fire to go." & @CRLF & _
                "	By this our book is drawn; we'll but seal," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then to horse immediately." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTIMER	With all my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	London. The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING HENRY IV, PRINCE HENRY, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Lords, give us leave; the Prince of Wales and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must have some private conference; but be near at hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	For we shall presently have need of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know not whether God will have it so," & @CRLF & _
                "	For some displeasing service I have done," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, in his secret doom, out of my blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	He'll breed revengement and a scourge for me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But thou dost in thy passages of life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make me believe that thou art only mark'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the hot vengeance and the rod of heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	To punish my mistreadings. Tell me else," & @CRLF & _
                "	Could such inordinate and low desires," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such poor, such bare, such lewd, such mean attempts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such barren pleasures, rude society," & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou art match'd withal and grafted to," & @CRLF & _
                "	Accompany the greatness of thy blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hold their level with thy princely heart?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	So please your majesty, I would I could" & @CRLF & _
                "	Quit all offences with as clear excuse" & @CRLF & _
                "	As well as I am doubtless I can purge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself of many I am charged withal:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet such extenuation let me beg," & @CRLF & _
                "	As, in reproof of many tales devised," & @CRLF & _
                "	which oft the ear of greatness needs must hear," & @CRLF & _
                "	By smiling pick-thanks and base news-mongers," & @CRLF & _
                "	I may, for some things true, wherein my youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath faulty wander'd and irregular," & @CRLF & _
                "	Find pardon on my true submission." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	God pardon thee! yet let me wonder, Harry," & @CRLF & _
                "	At thy affections, which do hold a wing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Quite from the flight of all thy ancestors." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy place in council thou hast rudely lost." & @CRLF & _
                "	Which by thy younger brother is supplied," & @CRLF & _
                "	And art almost an alien to the hearts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all the court and princes of my blood:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The hope and expectation of thy time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is ruin'd, and the soul of every man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prophetically doth forethink thy fall." & @CRLF & _
                "	Had I so lavish of my presence been," & @CRLF & _
                "	So common-hackney'd in the eyes of men," & @CRLF & _
                "	So stale and cheap to vulgar company," & @CRLF & _
                "	Opinion, that did help me to the crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had still kept loyal to possession" & @CRLF & _
                "	And left me in reputeless banishment," & @CRLF & _
                "	A fellow of no mark nor likelihood." & @CRLF & _
                "	By being seldom seen, I could not stir" & @CRLF & _
                "	But like a comet I was wonder'd at;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That men would tell their children 'This is he;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Others would say 'Where, which is Bolingbroke?'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then I stole all courtesy from heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	And dress'd myself in such humility" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I did pluck allegiance from men's hearts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Loud shouts and salutations from their mouths," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in the presence of the crowned king." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus did I keep my person fresh and new;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My presence, like a robe pontifical," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ne'er seen but wonder'd at: and so my state," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seldom but sumptuous, showed like a feast" & @CRLF & _
                "	And won by rareness such solemnity." & @CRLF & _
                "	The skipping king, he ambled up and down" & @CRLF & _
                "	With shallow jesters and rash bavin wits," & @CRLF & _
                "	Soon kindled and soon burnt; carded his state," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mingled his royalty with capering fools," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had his great name profaned with their scorns" & @CRLF & _
                "	And gave his countenance, against his name," & @CRLF & _
                "	To laugh at gibing boys and stand the push" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of every beardless vain comparative," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grew a companion to the common streets," & @CRLF & _
                "	Enfeoff'd himself to popularity;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, being daily swallow'd by men's eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	They surfeited with honey and began" & @CRLF & _
                "	To loathe the taste of sweetness, whereof a little" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than a little is by much too much." & @CRLF & _
                "	So when he had occasion to be seen," & @CRLF & _
                "	He was but as the cuckoo is in June," & @CRLF & _
                "	Heard, not regarded; seen, but with such eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	As, sick and blunted with community," & @CRLF & _
                "	Afford no extraordinary gaze," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such as is bent on sun-like majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	When it shines seldom in admiring eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But rather drowzed and hung their eyelids down," & @CRLF & _
                "	Slept in his face and render'd such aspect" & @CRLF & _
                "	As cloudy men use to their adversaries," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being with his presence glutted, gorged and full." & @CRLF & _
                "	And in that very line, Harry, standest thou;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thou has lost thy princely privilege" & @CRLF & _
                "	With vile participation: not an eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	But is a-weary of thy common sight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Save mine, which hath desired to see thee more;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which now doth that I would not have it do," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make blind itself with foolish tenderness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	I shall hereafter, my thrice gracious lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be more myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	                  For all the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou art to this hour was Richard then" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I from France set foot at Ravenspurgh," & @CRLF & _
                "	And even as I was then is Percy now." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, by my sceptre and my soul to boot," & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath more worthy interest to the state" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than thou the shadow of succession;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For of no right, nor colour like to right," & @CRLF & _
                "	He doth fill fields with harness in the realm," & @CRLF & _
                "	Turns head against the lion's armed jaws," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, being no more in debt to years than thou," & @CRLF & _
                "	Leads ancient lords and reverend bishops on" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bloody battles and to bruising arms." & @CRLF & _
                "	What never-dying honour hath he got" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against renowned Douglas! whose high deeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose hot incursions and great name in arms" & @CRLF & _
                "	Holds from all soldiers chief majority" & @CRLF & _
                "	And military title capital" & @CRLF & _
                "	Through all the kingdoms that acknowledge Christ:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thrice hath this Hotspur, Mars in swathling clothes," & @CRLF & _
                "	This infant warrior, in his enterprises" & @CRLF & _
                "	Discomfited great Douglas, ta'en him once," & @CRLF & _
                "	Enlarged him and made a friend of him," & @CRLF & _
                "	To fill the mouth of deep defiance up" & @CRLF & _
                "	And shake the peace and safety of our throne." & @CRLF & _
                "	And what say you to this? Percy, Northumberland," & @CRLF & _
                "	The Archbishop's grace of York, Douglas, Mortimer," & @CRLF & _
                "	Capitulate against us and are up." & @CRLF & _
                "	But wherefore do I tell these news to thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, Harry, do I tell thee of my foes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which art my near'st and dearest enemy?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou that art like enough, through vassal fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Base inclination and the start of spleen" & @CRLF & _
                "	To fight against me under Percy's pay," & @CRLF & _
                "	To dog his heels and curtsy at his frowns," & @CRLF & _
                "	To show how much thou art degenerate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Do not think so; you shall not find it so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And God forgive them that so much have sway'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your majesty's good thoughts away from me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will redeem all this on Percy's head" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the closing of some glorious day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be bold to tell you that I am your son;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I will wear a garment all of blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	And stain my favours in a bloody mask," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, wash'd away, shall scour my shame with it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that shall be the day, whene'er it lights," & @CRLF & _
                "	That this same child of honour and renown," & @CRLF & _
                "	This gallant Hotspur, this all-praised knight," & @CRLF & _
                "	And your unthought-of Harry chance to meet." & @CRLF & _
                "	For every honour sitting on his helm," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would they were multitudes, and on my head" & @CRLF & _
                "	My shames redoubled! for the time will come," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I shall make this northern youth exchange" & @CRLF & _
                "	His glorious deeds for my indignities." & @CRLF & _
                "	Percy is but my factor, good my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	To engross up glorious deeds on my behalf;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will call him to so strict account," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he shall render every glory up," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, even the slightest worship of his time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I will tear the reckoning from his heart." & @CRLF & _
                "	This, in the name of God, I promise here:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The which if He be pleased I shall perform," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do beseech your majesty may salve" & @CRLF & _
                "	The long-grown wounds of my intemperance:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not, the end of life cancels all bands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will die a hundred thousand deaths" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere break the smallest parcel of this vow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	A hundred thousand rebels die in this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt have charge and sovereign trust herein." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BLUNT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, good Blunt? thy looks are full of speed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR WALTER BLUNT	So hath the business that I come to speak of." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord Mortimer of Scotland hath sent word" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Douglas and the English rebels met" & @CRLF & _
                "	The eleventh of this month at Shrewsbury" & @CRLF & _
                "	A mighty and a fearful head they are," & @CRLF & _
                "	If promises be kept on every hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	As ever offer'd foul play in the state." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	The Earl of Westmoreland set forth to-day;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With him my son, Lord John of Lancaster;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this advertisement is five days old:" & @CRLF & _
                "	On Wednesday next, Harry, you shall set forward;" & @CRLF & _
                "	On Thursday we ourselves will march: our meeting" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is Bridgenorth: and, Harry, you shall march" & @CRLF & _
                "	Through Gloucestershire; by which account," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our business valued, some twelve days hence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our general forces at Bridgenorth shall meet." & @CRLF & _
                "	Our hands are full of business: let's away;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Advantage feeds him fat, while men delay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Eastcheap. The Boar's-Head Tavern." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FALSTAFF and BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Bardolph, am I not fallen away vilely since this last" & @CRLF & _
                "	action? do I not bate? do I not dwindle? Why my" & @CRLF & _
                "	skin hangs about me like an like an old lady's loose" & @CRLF & _
                "	gown; I am withered like an old apple-john. Well," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll repent, and that suddenly, while I am in some" & @CRLF & _
                "	liking; I shall be out of heart shortly, and then I" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall have no strength to repent. An I have not" & @CRLF & _
                "	forgotten what the inside of a church is made of, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	am a peppercorn, a brewer's horse: the inside of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	church! Company, villanous company, hath been the" & @CRLF & _
                "	spoil of me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Sir John, you are so fretful, you cannot live long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Why, there is it: come sing me a bawdy song; make" & @CRLF & _
                "	me merry. I was as virtuously given as a gentleman" & @CRLF & _
                "	need to be; virtuous enough; swore little; diced not" & @CRLF & _
                "	above seven times a week; went to a bawdy-house once" & @CRLF & _
                "	in a quarter--of an hour; paid money that I" & @CRLF & _
                "	borrowed, three of four times; lived well and in" & @CRLF & _
                "	good compass: and now I live out of all order, out" & @CRLF & _
                "	of all compass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Why, you are so fat, Sir John, that you must needs" & @CRLF & _
                "	be out of all compass, out of all reasonable" & @CRLF & _
                "	compass, Sir John." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Do thou amend thy face, and I'll amend my life:" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou art our admiral, thou bearest the lantern in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the poop, but 'tis in the nose of thee; thou art the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Knight of the Burning Lamp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Why, Sir John, my face does you no harm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	No, I'll be sworn; I make as good use of it as many" & @CRLF & _
                "	a man doth of a Death's-head or a memento mori: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	never see thy face but I think upon hell-fire and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dives that lived in purple; for there he is in his" & @CRLF & _
                "	robes, burning, burning. If thou wert any way" & @CRLF & _
                "	given to virtue, I would swear by thy face; my oath" & @CRLF & _
                "	should be 'By this fire, that's God's angel:' but" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou art altogether given over; and wert indeed, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	for the light in thy face, the son of utter" & @CRLF & _
                "	darkness. When thou rannest up Gadshill in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	night to catch my horse, if I did not think thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	hadst been an ignis fatuus or a ball of wildfire," & @CRLF & _
                "	there's no purchase in money. O, thou art a" & @CRLF & _
                "	perpetual triumph, an everlasting bonfire-light!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast saved me a thousand marks in links and" & @CRLF & _
                "	torches, walking with thee in the night betwixt" & @CRLF & _
                "	tavern and tavern: but the sack that thou hast" & @CRLF & _
                "	drunk me would have bought me lights as good cheap" & @CRLF & _
                "	at the dearest chandler's in Europe. I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	maintained that salamander of yours with fire any" & @CRLF & _
                "	time this two and thirty years; God reward me for" & @CRLF & _
                "	it!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	'Sblood, I would my face were in your belly!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	God-a-mercy! so should I be sure to be heart-burned." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Hostess]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, Dame Partlet the hen! have you inquired" & @CRLF & _
                "	yet who picked my pocket?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	Why, Sir John, what do you think, Sir John? do you" & @CRLF & _
                "	think I keep thieves in my house? I have searched," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have inquired, so has my husband, man by man, boy" & @CRLF & _
                "	by boy, servant by servant: the tithe of a hair" & @CRLF & _
                "	was never lost in my house before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Ye lie, hostess: Bardolph was shaved and lost many" & @CRLF & _
                "	a hair; and I'll be sworn my pocket was picked. Go" & @CRLF & _
                "	to, you are a woman, go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	Who, I? no; I defy thee: God's light, I was never" & @CRLF & _
                "	called so in mine own house before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Go to, I know you well enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	No, Sir John; You do not know me, Sir John. I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, Sir John: you owe me money, Sir John; and now" & @CRLF & _
                "	you pick a quarrel to beguile me of it: I bought" & @CRLF & _
                "	you a dozen of shirts to your back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Dowlas, filthy dowlas: I have given them away to" & @CRLF & _
                "	bakers' wives, and they have made bolters of them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	Now, as I am a true woman, holland of eight" & @CRLF & _
                "	shillings an ell. You owe money here besides, Sir" & @CRLF & _
                "	John, for your diet and by-drinkings, and money lent" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, four and twenty pound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	He had his part of it; let him pay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	He? alas, he is poor; he hath nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	How! poor? look upon his face; what call you rich?" & @CRLF & _
                "	let them coin his nose, let them coin his cheeks:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ill not pay a denier. What, will you make a younker" & @CRLF & _
                "	of me? shall I not take mine case in mine inn but I" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall have my pocket picked? I have lost a" & @CRLF & _
                "	seal-ring of my grandfather's worth forty mark." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	O Jesu, I have heard the prince tell him, I know not" & @CRLF & _
                "	how oft, that ring was copper!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	How! the prince is a Jack, a sneak-cup: 'sblood, an" & @CRLF & _
                "	he were here, I would cudgel him like a dog, if he" & @CRLF & _
                "	would say so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PRINCE HENRY and PETO, marching, and FALSTAFF" & @CRLF & _
                "	meets them playing on his truncheon like a life]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, lad! is the wind in that door, i' faith?" & @CRLF & _
                "	must we all march?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Yea, two and two, Newgate fashion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	My lord, I pray you, hear me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	What sayest thou, Mistress Quickly? How doth thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	husband? I love him well; he is an honest man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	Good my lord, hear me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Prithee, let her alone, and list to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	What sayest thou, Jack?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	The other night I fell asleep here behind the arras" & @CRLF & _
                "	and had my pocket picked: this house is turned" & @CRLF & _
                "	bawdy-house; they pick pockets." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	What didst thou lose, Jack?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Wilt thou believe me, Hal? three or four bonds of" & @CRLF & _
                "	forty pound apiece, and a seal-ring of my" & @CRLF & _
                "	grandfather's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	A trifle, some eight-penny matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	So I told him, my lord; and I said I heard your" & @CRLF & _
                "	grace say so: and, my lord, he speaks most vilely" & @CRLF & _
                "	of you, like a foul-mouthed man as he is; and said" & @CRLF & _
                "	he would cudgel you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	What! he did not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	There's neither faith, truth, nor womanhood in me else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	There's no more faith in thee than in a stewed" & @CRLF & _
                "	prune; nor no more truth in thee than in a drawn" & @CRLF & _
                "	fox; and for womanhood, Maid Marian may be the" & @CRLF & _
                "	deputy's wife of the ward to thee. Go, you thing," & @CRLF & _
                "	go" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	Say, what thing? what thing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What thing! why, a thing to thank God on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	I am no thing to thank God on, I would thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	shouldst know it; I am an honest man's wife: and," & @CRLF & _
                "	setting thy knighthood aside, thou art a knave to" & @CRLF & _
                "	call me so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Setting thy womanhood aside, thou art a beast to say" & @CRLF & _
                "	otherwise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	Say, what beast, thou knave, thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What beast! why, an otter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	An otter, Sir John! Why an otter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Why, she's neither fish nor flesh; a man knows not" & @CRLF & _
                "	where to have her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	Thou art an unjust man in saying so: thou or any" & @CRLF & _
                "	man knows where to have me, thou knave, thou!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Thou sayest true, hostess; and he slanders thee most grossly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	So he doth you, my lord; and said this other day you" & @CRLF & _
                "	ought him a thousand pound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Sirrah, do I owe you a thousand pound?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	A thousand pound, Ha! a million: thy love is worth" & @CRLF & _
                "	a million: thou owest me thy love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	Nay, my lord, he called you Jack, and said he would" & @CRLF & _
                "	cudgel you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Did I, Bardolph?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Indeed, Sir John, you said so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Yea, if he said my ring was copper." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	I say 'tis copper: darest thou be as good as thy word now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Why, Hal, thou knowest, as thou art but man, I dare:" & @CRLF & _
                "	but as thou art prince, I fear thee as I fear the" & @CRLF & _
                "	roaring of a lion's whelp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	And why not as the lion?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	The king is to be feared as the lion: dost thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	think I'll fear thee as I fear thy father? nay, an" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do, I pray God my girdle break." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	O, if it should, how would thy guts fall about thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	knees! But, sirrah, there's no room for faith," & @CRLF & _
                "	truth, nor honesty in this bosom of thine; it is all" & @CRLF & _
                "	filled up with guts and midriff. Charge an honest" & @CRLF & _
                "	woman with picking thy pocket! why, thou whoreson," & @CRLF & _
                "	impudent, embossed rascal, if there were anything in" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy pocket but tavern-reckonings, memorandums of" & @CRLF & _
                "	bawdy-houses, and one poor penny-worth of" & @CRLF & _
                "	sugar-candy to make thee long-winded, if thy pocket" & @CRLF & _
                "	were enriched with any other injuries but these, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	am a villain: and yet you will stand to if; you will" & @CRLF & _
                "	not pocket up wrong: art thou not ashamed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Dost thou hear, Hal? thou knowest in the state of" & @CRLF & _
                "	innocency Adam fell; and what should poor Jack" & @CRLF & _
                "	Falstaff do in the days of villany? Thou seest I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have more flesh than another man, and therefore more" & @CRLF & _
                "	frailty. You confess then, you picked my pocket?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	It appears so by the story." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Hostess, I forgive thee: go, make ready breakfast;" & @CRLF & _
                "	love thy husband, look to thy servants, cherish thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	guests: thou shalt find me tractable to any honest" & @CRLF & _
                "	reason: thou seest I am pacified still. Nay," & @CRLF & _
                "	prithee, be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Hostess]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now Hal, to the news at court: for the robbery," & @CRLF & _
                "	lad, how is that answered?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	O, my sweet beef, I must still be good angel to" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee: the money is paid back again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	O, I do not like that paying back; 'tis a double labour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	I am good friends with my father and may do any thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Rob me the exchequer the first thing thou doest, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	do it with unwashed hands too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Do, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	I have procured thee, Jack, a charge of foot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I would it had been of horse. Where shall I find" & @CRLF & _
                "	one that can steal well? O for a fine thief, of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	age of two and twenty or thereabouts! I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	heinously unprovided. Well, God be thanked for" & @CRLF & _
                "	these rebels, they offend none but the virtuous: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	laud them, I praise them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Bardolph!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Go bear this letter to Lord John of Lancaster, to my" & @CRLF & _
                "	brother John; this to my Lord of Westmoreland." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Bardolph]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, Peto, to horse, to horse; for thou and I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	thirty miles to ride yet ere dinner time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Peto]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Jack, meet me to-morrow in the temple hall at two" & @CRLF & _
                "	o'clock in the afternoon." & @CRLF & _
                "	There shalt thou know thy charge; and there receive" & @CRLF & _
                "	Money and order for their furniture." & @CRLF & _
                "	The land is burning; Percy stands on high;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And either we or they must lower lie." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit PRINCE HENRY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Rare words! brave world! Hostess, my breakfast, come!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, I could wish this tavern were my drum!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The rebel camp near Shrewsbury." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HOTSPUR, WORCESTER, and DOUGLAS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Well said, my noble Scot: if speaking truth" & @CRLF & _
                "	In this fine age were not thought flattery," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such attribution should the Douglas have," & @CRLF & _
                "	As not a soldier of this season's stamp" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should go so general current through the world." & @CRLF & _
                "	By God, I cannot flatter; I do defy" & @CRLF & _
                "	The tongues of soothers; but a braver place" & @CRLF & _
                "	In my heart's love hath no man than yourself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, task me to my word; approve me, lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF DOUGLAS	Thou art the king of honour:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No man so potent breathes upon the ground" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will beard him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Do so, and 'tis well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger with letters]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What letters hast thou there?--I can but thank you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	These letters come from your father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Letters from him! why comes he not himself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	He cannot come, my lord; he is grievous sick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	'Zounds! how has he the leisure to be sick" & @CRLF & _
                "	In such a rustling time? Who leads his power?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under whose government come they along?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	His letters bear his mind, not I, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	I prithee, tell me, doth he keep his bed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	He did, my lord, four days ere I set forth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And at the time of my departure thence" & @CRLF & _
                "	He was much fear'd by his physicians." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	I would the state of time had first been whole" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere he by sickness had been visited:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His health was never better worth than now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Sick now! droop now! this sickness doth infect" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very life-blood of our enterprise;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis catching hither, even to our camp." & @CRLF & _
                "	He writes me here, that inward sickness--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that his friends by deputation could not" & @CRLF & _
                "	So soon be drawn, nor did he think it meet" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lay so dangerous and dear a trust" & @CRLF & _
                "	On any soul removed but on his own." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet doth he give us bold advertisement," & @CRLF & _
                "	That with our small conjunction we should on," & @CRLF & _
                "	To see how fortune is disposed to us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, as he writes, there is no quailing now." & @CRLF & _
                "	Because the king is certainly possess'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all our purposes. What say you to it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	Your father's sickness is a maim to us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	A perilous gash, a very limb lopp'd off:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet, in faith, it is not; his present want" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seems more than we shall find it: were it good" & @CRLF & _
                "	To set the exact wealth of all our states" & @CRLF & _
                "	All at one cast? to set so rich a main" & @CRLF & _
                "	On the nice hazard of one doubtful hour?" & @CRLF & _
                "	It were not good; for therein should we read" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very bottom and the soul of hope," & @CRLF & _
                "	The very list, the very utmost bound" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all our fortunes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF DOUGLAS	'Faith, and so we should;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where now remains a sweet reversion:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We may boldly spend upon the hope of what" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is to come in:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A comfort of retirement lives in this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	A rendezvous, a home to fly unto." & @CRLF & _
                "	If that the devil and mischance look big" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the maidenhead of our affairs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	But yet I would your father had been here." & @CRLF & _
                "	The quality and hair of our attempt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brooks no division: it will be thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	By some, that know not why he is away," & @CRLF & _
                "	That wisdom, loyalty and mere dislike" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of our proceedings kept the earl from hence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And think how such an apprehension" & @CRLF & _
                "	May turn the tide of fearful faction" & @CRLF & _
                "	And breed a kind of question in our cause;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For well you know we of the offering side" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must keep aloof from strict arbitrement," & @CRLF & _
                "	And stop all sight-holes, every loop from whence" & @CRLF & _
                "	The eye of reason may pry in upon us:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This absence of your father's draws a curtain," & @CRLF & _
                "	That shows the ignorant a kind of fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before not dreamt of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	You strain too far." & @CRLF & _
                "	I rather of his absence make this use:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It lends a lustre and more great opinion," & @CRLF & _
                "	A larger dare to our great enterprise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than if the earl were here; for men must think," & @CRLF & _
                "	If we without his help can make a head" & @CRLF & _
                "	To push against a kingdom, with his help" & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall o'erturn it topsy-turvy down." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet all goes well, yet all our joints are whole." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF DOUGLAS	As heart can think: there is not such a word" & @CRLF & _
                "	Spoke of in Scotland as this term of fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR RICHARD VERNON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	My cousin Vernon, welcome, by my soul." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	Pray God my news be worth a welcome, lord." & @CRLF & _
                "	The Earl of Westmoreland, seven thousand strong," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is marching hitherwards; with him Prince John." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	No harm: what more?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	And further, I have learn'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	The king himself in person is set forth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or hitherwards intended speedily," & @CRLF & _
                "	With strong and mighty preparation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	He shall be welcome too. Where is his son," & @CRLF & _
                "	The nimble-footed madcap Prince of Wales," & @CRLF & _
                "	And his comrades, that daff'd the world aside," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid it pass?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	                  All furnish'd, all in arms;" & @CRLF & _
                "	All plumed like estridges that with the wind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Baited like eagles having lately bathed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Glittering in golden coats, like images;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As full of spirit as the month of May," & @CRLF & _
                "	And gorgeous as the sun at midsummer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wanton as youthful goats, wild as young bulls." & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw young Harry, with his beaver on," & @CRLF & _
                "	His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury," & @CRLF & _
                "	And vaulted with such ease into his seat," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds," & @CRLF & _
                "	To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus" & @CRLF & _
                "	And witch the world with noble horsemanship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	No more, no more: worse than the sun in March," & @CRLF & _
                "	This praise doth nourish agues. Let them come:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They come like sacrifices in their trim," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to the fire-eyed maid of smoky war" & @CRLF & _
                "	All hot and bleeding will we offer them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mailed Mars shall on his altar sit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Up to the ears in blood. I am on fire" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear this rich reprisal is so nigh" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet not ours. Come, let me taste my horse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who is to bear me like a thunderbolt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the bosom of the Prince of Wales:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Harry to Harry shall, hot horse to horse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Meet and ne'er part till one drop down a corse." & @CRLF & _
                "	O that Glendower were come!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	There is more news:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I learn'd in Worcester, as I rode along," & @CRLF & _
                "	He cannot draw his power this fourteen days." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF DOUGLAS	That's the worst tidings that I hear of yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WORCESTER	Ay, by my faith, that bears a frosty sound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	What may the king's whole battle reach unto?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	To thirty thousand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Forty let it be:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father and Glendower being both away," & @CRLF & _
                "	The powers of us may serve so great a day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, let us take a muster speedily:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doomsday is near; die all, die merrily." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF DOUGLAS	Talk not of dying: I am out of fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of death or death's hand for this one-half year." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A public road near Coventry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FALSTAFF and BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Bardolph, get thee before to Coventry; fill me a" & @CRLF & _
                "	bottle of sack: our soldiers shall march through;" & @CRLF & _
                "	we'll to Sutton Co'fil' tonight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Will you give me money, captain?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Lay out, lay out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	This bottle makes an angel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	An if it do, take it for thy labour; and if it make" & @CRLF & _
                "	twenty, take them all; I'll answer the coinage. Bid" & @CRLF & _
                "	my lieutenant Peto meet me at town's end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	I will, captain: farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	If I be not ashamed of my soldiers, I am a soused" & @CRLF & _
                "	gurnet. I have misused the king's press damnably." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have got, in exchange of a hundred and fifty" & @CRLF & _
                "	soldiers, three hundred and odd pounds. I press me" & @CRLF & _
                "	none but good house-holders, yeoman's sons; inquire" & @CRLF & _
                "	me out contracted bachelors, such as had been asked" & @CRLF & _
                "	twice on the banns; such a commodity of warm slaves," & @CRLF & _
                "	as had as lieve hear the devil as a drum; such as" & @CRLF & _
                "	fear the report of a caliver worse than a struck" & @CRLF & _
                "	fowl or a hurt wild-duck. I pressed me none but such" & @CRLF & _
                "	toasts-and-butter, with hearts in their bellies no" & @CRLF & _
                "	bigger than pins' heads, and they have bought out" & @CRLF & _
                "	their services; and now my whole charge consists of" & @CRLF & _
                "	ancients, corporals, lieutenants, gentlemen of" & @CRLF & _
                "	companies, slaves as ragged as Lazarus in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	painted cloth, where the glutton's dogs licked his" & @CRLF & _
                "	sores; and such as indeed were never soldiers, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	discarded unjust serving-men, younger sons to" & @CRLF & _
                "	younger brothers, revolted tapsters and ostlers" & @CRLF & _
                "	trade-fallen, the cankers of a calm world and a" & @CRLF & _
                "	long peace, ten times more dishonourable ragged than" & @CRLF & _
                "	an old faced ancient: and such have I, to fill up" & @CRLF & _
                "	the rooms of them that have bought out their" & @CRLF & _
                "	services, that you would think that I had a hundred" & @CRLF & _
                "	and fifty tattered prodigals lately come from" & @CRLF & _
                "	swine-keeping, from eating draff and husks. A mad" & @CRLF & _
                "	fellow met me on the way and told me I had unloaded" & @CRLF & _
                "	all the gibbets and pressed the dead bodies. No eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath seen such scarecrows. I'll not march through" & @CRLF & _
                "	Coventry with them, that's flat: nay, and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	villains march wide betwixt the legs, as if they had" & @CRLF & _
                "	gyves on; for indeed I had the most of them out of" & @CRLF & _
                "	prison. There's but a shirt and a half in all my" & @CRLF & _
                "	company; and the half shirt is two napkins tacked" & @CRLF & _
                "	together and thrown over the shoulders like an" & @CRLF & _
                "	herald's coat without sleeves; and the shirt, to say" & @CRLF & _
                "	the truth, stolen from my host at Saint Alban's, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	the red-nose innkeeper of Daventry. But that's all" & @CRLF & _
                "	one; they'll find linen enough on every hedge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the PRINCE and WESTMORELAND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	How now, blown Jack! how now, quilt!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What, Hal! how now, mad wag! what a devil dost thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	in Warwickshire? My good Lord of Westmoreland, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	cry you mercy: I thought your honour had already been" & @CRLF & _
                "	at Shrewsbury." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	Faith, Sir John,'tis more than time that I were" & @CRLF & _
                "	there, and you too; but my powers are there already." & @CRLF & _
                "	The king, I can tell you, looks for us all: we must" & @CRLF & _
                "	away all night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Tut, never fear me: I am as vigilant as a cat to" & @CRLF & _
                "	steal cream." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	I think, to steal cream indeed, for thy theft hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	already made thee butter. But tell me, Jack, whose" & @CRLF & _
                "	fellows are these that come after?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Mine, Hal, mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	I did never see such pitiful rascals." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Tut, tut; good enough to toss; food for powder, food" & @CRLF & _
                "	for powder; they'll fill a pit as well as better:" & @CRLF & _
                "	tush, man, mortal men, mortal men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	Ay, but, Sir John, methinks they are exceeding poor" & @CRLF & _
                "	and bare, too beggarly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	'Faith, for their poverty, I know not where they had" & @CRLF & _
                "	that; and for their bareness, I am sure they never" & @CRLF & _
                "	learned that of me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	No I'll be sworn; unless you call three fingers on" & @CRLF & _
                "	the ribs bare. But, sirrah, make haste: Percy is" & @CRLF & _
                "	already in the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What, is the king encamped?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	He is, Sir John: I fear we shall stay too long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Well," & @CRLF & _
                "	To the latter end of a fray and the beginning of a feast" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fits a dull fighter and a keen guest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The rebel camp near Shrewsbury." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HOTSPUR, WORCESTER, DOUGLAS, and VERNON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	We'll fight with him to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	It may not be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF DOUGLAS	You give him then the advantage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	Not a whit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Why say you so? looks he not for supply?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	So do we." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	        His is certain, ours is doubtful." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	Good cousin, be advised; stir not tonight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	Do not, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF DOUGLAS	                  You do not counsel well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You speak it out of fear and cold heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	Do me no slander, Douglas: by my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I dare well maintain it with my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	If well-respected honour bid me on," & @CRLF & _
                "	I hold as little counsel with weak fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you, my lord, or any Scot that this day lives:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let it be seen to-morrow in the battle" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which of us fears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF DOUGLAS	                  Yea, or to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	Content." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	To-night, say I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	Come, come it nay not be. I wonder much," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being men of such great leading as you are," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you foresee not what impediments" & @CRLF & _
                "	Drag back our expedition: certain horse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my cousin Vernon's are not yet come up:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your uncle Worcester's horse came but today;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now their pride and mettle is asleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their courage with hard labour tame and dull," & @CRLF & _
                "	That not a horse is half the half of himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	So are the horses of the enemy" & @CRLF & _
                "	In general, journey-bated and brought low:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The better part of ours are full of rest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	The number of the king exceedeth ours:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For God's sake. cousin, stay till all come in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The trumpet sounds a parley]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR WALTER BLUNT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR WALTER BLUNT	I come with gracious offers from the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	if you vouchsafe me hearing and respect." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Welcome, Sir Walter Blunt; and would to God" & @CRLF & _
                "	You were of our determination!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some of us love you well; and even those some" & @CRLF & _
                "	Envy your great deservings and good name," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because you are not of our quality," & @CRLF & _
                "	But stand against us like an enemy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR WALTER BLUNT	And God defend but still I should stand so," & @CRLF & _
                "	So long as out of limit and true rule" & @CRLF & _
                "	You stand against anointed majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "	But to my charge. The king hath sent to know" & @CRLF & _
                "	The nature of your griefs, and whereupon" & @CRLF & _
                "	You conjure from the breast of civil peace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such bold hostility, teaching his duteous land" & @CRLF & _
                "	Audacious cruelty. If that the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have any way your good deserts forgot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he confesseth to be manifold," & @CRLF & _
                "	He bids you name your griefs; and with all speed" & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall have your desires with interest" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pardon absolute for yourself and these" & @CRLF & _
                "	Herein misled by your suggestion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	The king is kind; and well we know the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Knows at what time to promise, when to pay." & @CRLF & _
                "	My father and my uncle and myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did give him that same royalty he wears;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when he was not six and twenty strong," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sick in the world's regard, wretched and low," & @CRLF & _
                "	A poor unminded outlaw sneaking home," & @CRLF & _
                "	My father gave him welcome to the shore;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when he heard him swear and vow to God" & @CRLF & _
                "	He came but to be Duke of Lancaster," & @CRLF & _
                "	To sue his livery and beg his peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	With tears of innocency and terms of zeal," & @CRLF & _
                "	My father, in kind heart and pity moved," & @CRLF & _
                "	Swore him assistance and perform'd it too." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now when the lords and barons of the realm" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perceived Northumberland did lean to him," & @CRLF & _
                "	The more and less came in with cap and knee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Met him in boroughs, cities, villages," & @CRLF & _
                "	Attended him on bridges, stood in lanes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Laid gifts before him, proffer'd him their oaths," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gave him their heirs, as pages follow'd him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even at the heels in golden multitudes." & @CRLF & _
                "	He presently, as greatness knows itself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Steps me a little higher than his vow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made to my father, while his blood was poor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the naked shore at Ravenspurgh;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now, forsooth, takes on him to reform" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some certain edicts and some strait decrees" & @CRLF & _
                "	That lie too heavy on the commonwealth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cries out upon abuses, seems to weep" & @CRLF & _
                "	Over his country's wrongs; and by this face," & @CRLF & _
                "	This seeming brow of justice, did he win" & @CRLF & _
                "	The hearts of all that he did angle for;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proceeded further; cut me off the heads" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all the favourites that the absent king" & @CRLF & _
                "	In deputation left behind him here," & @CRLF & _
                "	When he was personal in the Irish war." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR WALTER BLUNT	Tut, I came not to hear this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Then to the point." & @CRLF & _
                "	In short time after, he deposed the king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Soon after that, deprived him of his life;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the neck of that, task'd the whole state:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make that worse, suffer'd his kinsman March," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who is, if every owner were well placed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Indeed his king, to be engaged in Wales," & @CRLF & _
                "	There without ransom to lie forfeited;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Disgraced me in my happy victories," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sought to entrap me by intelligence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rated mine uncle from the council-board;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In rage dismiss'd my father from the court;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Broke oath on oath, committed wrong on wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in conclusion drove us to seek out" & @CRLF & _
                "	This head of safety; and withal to pry" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into his title, the which we find" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too indirect for long continuance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR WALTER BLUNT	Shall I return this answer to the king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Not so, Sir Walter: we'll withdraw awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go to the king; and let there be impawn'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some surety for a safe return again," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the morning early shall my uncle" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring him our purposes: and so farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR WALTER BLUNT	I would you would accept of grace and love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	And may be so we shall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR WALTER BLUNT	Pray God you do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	York. The ARCHBISHOP'S palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF YORK and SIR MICHAEL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	Hie, good Sir Michael; bear this sealed brief" & @CRLF & _
                "	With winged haste to the lord marshal;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This to my cousin Scroop, and all the rest" & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom they are directed. If you knew" & @CRLF & _
                "	How much they do to import, you would make haste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR MICHAEL	My good lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	I guess their tenor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	Like enough you do." & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow, good Sir Michael, is a day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein the fortune of ten thousand men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must bide the touch; for, sir, at Shrewsbury," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I am truly given to understand," & @CRLF & _
                "	The king with mighty and quick-raised power" & @CRLF & _
                "	Meets with Lord Harry: and, I fear, Sir Michael," & @CRLF & _
                "	What with the sickness of Northumberland," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose power was in the first proportion," & @CRLF & _
                "	And what with Owen Glendower's absence thence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who with them was a rated sinew too" & @CRLF & _
                "	And comes not in, o'er-ruled by prophecies," & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear the power of Percy is too weak" & @CRLF & _
                "	To wage an instant trial with the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR MICHAEL	Why, my good lord, you need not fear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is Douglas and Lord Mortimer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	No, Mortimer is not there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR MICHAEL	But there is Mordake, Vernon, Lord Harry Percy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And there is my Lord of Worcester and a head" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of gallant warriors, noble gentlemen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	And so there is: but yet the king hath drawn" & @CRLF & _
                "	The special head of all the land together:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Prince of Wales, Lord John of Lancaster," & @CRLF & _
                "	The noble Westmoreland and warlike Blunt;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And moe corrivals and dear men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of estimation and command in arms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR MICHAEL	Doubt not, my lord, they shall be well opposed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	I hope no less, yet needful 'tis to fear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, to prevent the worst, Sir Michael, speed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For if Lord Percy thrive not, ere the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dismiss his power, he means to visit us," & @CRLF & _
                "	For he hath heard of our confederacy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And 'tis but wisdom to make strong against him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore make haste. I must go write again" & @CRLF & _
                "	To other friends; and so farewell, Sir Michael." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	KING HENRY IV's camp near Shrewsbury." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING HENRY, PRINCE HENRY, Lord John of" & @CRLF & _
                "	LANCASTER, EARL OF WESTMORELAND, SIR WALTER BLUNT," & @CRLF & _
                "	and FALSTAFF]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	How bloodily the sun begins to peer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Above yon busky hill! the day looks pale" & @CRLF & _
                "	At his distemperature." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	The southern wind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth play the trumpet to his purposes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by his hollow whistling in the leaves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Foretells a tempest and a blustering day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Then with the losers let it sympathize," & @CRLF & _
                "	For nothing can seem foul to those that win." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The trumpet sounds]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter WORCESTER and VERNON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, my Lord of Worcester! 'tis not well" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you and I should meet upon such terms" & @CRLF & _
                "	As now we meet. You have deceived our trust," & @CRLF & _
                "	And made us doff our easy robes of peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	To crush our old limbs in ungentle steel:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is not well, my lord, this is not well." & @CRLF & _
                "	What say you to it? will you again unknit" & @CRLF & _
                "	This curlish knot of all-abhorred war?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And move in that obedient orb again" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where you did give a fair and natural light," & @CRLF & _
                "	And be no more an exhaled meteor," & @CRLF & _
                "	A prodigy of fear and a portent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of broached mischief to the unborn times?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	Hear me, my liege:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For mine own part, I could be well content" & @CRLF & _
                "	To entertain the lag-end of my life" & @CRLF & _
                "	With quiet hours; for I do protest," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have not sought the day of this dislike." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	You have not sought it! how comes it, then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Rebellion lay in his way, and he found it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Peace, chewet, peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	It pleased your majesty to turn your looks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of favour from myself and all our house;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet I must remember you, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	We were the first and dearest of your friends." & @CRLF & _
                "	For you my staff of office did I break" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Richard's time; and posted day and night" & @CRLF & _
                "	to meet you on the way, and kiss your hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	When yet you were in place and in account" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing so strong and fortunate as I." & @CRLF & _
                "	It was myself, my brother and his son," & @CRLF & _
                "	That brought you home and boldly did outdare" & @CRLF & _
                "	The dangers of the time. You swore to us," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you did swear that oath at Doncaster," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you did nothing purpose 'gainst the state;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor claim no further than your new-fall'n right," & @CRLF & _
                "	The seat of Gaunt, dukedom of Lancaster:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To this we swore our aid. But in short space" & @CRLF & _
                "	It rain'd down fortune showering on your head;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And such a flood of greatness fell on you," & @CRLF & _
                "	What with our help, what with the absent king," & @CRLF & _
                "	What with the injuries of a wanton time," & @CRLF & _
                "	The seeming sufferances that you had borne," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the contrarious winds that held the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	So long in his unlucky Irish wars" & @CRLF & _
                "	That all in England did repute him dead:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And from this swarm of fair advantages" & @CRLF & _
                "	You took occasion to be quickly woo'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To gripe the general sway into your hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forget your oath to us at Doncaster;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And being fed by us you used us so" & @CRLF & _
                "	As that ungentle hull, the cuckoo's bird," & @CRLF & _
                "	Useth the sparrow; did oppress our nest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Grew by our feeding to so great a bulk" & @CRLF & _
                "	That even our love durst not come near your sight" & @CRLF & _
                "	For fear of swallowing; but with nimble wing" & @CRLF & _
                "	We were enforced, for safety sake, to fly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of sight and raise this present head;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereby we stand opposed by such means" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you yourself have forged against yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	By unkind usage, dangerous countenance," & @CRLF & _
                "	And violation of all faith and troth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sworn to us in your younger enterprise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	These things indeed you have articulate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Proclaim'd at market-crosses, read in churches," & @CRLF & _
                "	To face the garment of rebellion" & @CRLF & _
                "	With some fine colour that may please the eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of fickle changelings and poor discontents," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which gape and rub the elbow at the news" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of hurlyburly innovation:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And never yet did insurrection want" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such water-colours to impaint his cause;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor moody beggars, starving for a time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of pellmell havoc and confusion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	In both your armies there is many a soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall pay full dearly for this encounter," & @CRLF & _
                "	If once they join in trial. Tell your nephew," & @CRLF & _
                "	The Prince of Wales doth join with all the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	In praise of Henry Percy: by my hopes," & @CRLF & _
                "	This present enterprise set off his head," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do not think a braver gentleman," & @CRLF & _
                "	More active-valiant or more valiant-young," & @CRLF & _
                "	More daring or more bold, is now alive" & @CRLF & _
                "	To grace this latter age with noble deeds." & @CRLF & _
                "	For my part, I may speak it to my shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a truant been to chivalry;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so I hear he doth account me too;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet this before my father's majesty--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am content that he shall take the odds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of his great name and estimation," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will, to save the blood on either side," & @CRLF & _
                "	Try fortune with him in a single fight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	And, Prince of Wales, so dare we venture thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Albeit considerations infinite" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do make against it. No, good Worcester, no," & @CRLF & _
                "	We love our people well; even those we love" & @CRLF & _
                "	That are misled upon your cousin's part;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, will they take the offer of our grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Both he and they and you, every man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be my friend again and I'll be his:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So tell your cousin, and bring me word" & @CRLF & _
                "	What he will do: but if he will not yield," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rebuke and dread correction wait on us" & @CRLF & _
                "	And they shall do their office. So, be gone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We will not now be troubled with reply:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We offer fair; take it advisedly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt WORCESTER and VERNON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	It will not be accepted, on my life:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Douglas and the Hotspur both together" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are confident against the world in arms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Hence, therefore, every leader to his charge;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, on their answer, will we set on them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And God befriend us, as our cause is just!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but PRINCE HENRY and FALSTAFF]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Hal, if thou see me down in the battle and bestride" & @CRLF & _
                "	me, so; 'tis a point of friendship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Nothing but a colossus can do thee that friendship." & @CRLF & _
                "	Say thy prayers, and farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I  would 'twere bed-time, Hal, and all well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Why, thou owest God a death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit PRINCE HENRY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	'Tis not due yet; I would be loath to pay him before" & @CRLF & _
                "	his day. What need I be so forward with him that" & @CRLF & _
                "	calls not on me? Well, 'tis no matter; honour pricks" & @CRLF & _
                "	me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I" & @CRLF & _
                "	come on? how then? Can honour set to a leg? no: or" & @CRLF & _
                "	an arm? no: or take away the grief of a wound? no." & @CRLF & _
                "	Honour hath no skill in surgery, then? no. What is" & @CRLF & _
                "	honour? a word. What is in that word honour? what" & @CRLF & _
                "	is that honour? air. A trim reckoning! Who hath it?" & @CRLF & _
                "	he that died o' Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no." & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth he hear it? no. 'Tis insensible, then. Yea," & @CRLF & _
                "	to the dead. But will it not live with the living?" & @CRLF & _
                "	no. Why? detraction will not suffer it. Therefore" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll none of it. Honour is a mere scutcheon: and so" & @CRLF & _
                "	ends my catechism." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The rebel camp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter WORCESTER and VERNON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	O, no, my nephew must not know, Sir Richard," & @CRLF & _
                "	The liberal and kind offer of the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	'Twere best he did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	Then are we all undone." & @CRLF & _
                "	It is not possible, it cannot be," & @CRLF & _
                "	The king should keep his word in loving us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He will suspect us still and find a time" & @CRLF & _
                "	To punish this offence in other faults:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Suspicion all our lives shall be stuck full of eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For treason is but trusted like the fox," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, ne'er so tame, so cherish'd and lock'd up," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will have a wild trick of his ancestors." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look how we can, or sad or merrily," & @CRLF & _
                "	Interpretation will misquote our looks," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we shall feed like oxen at a stall," & @CRLF & _
                "	The better cherish'd, still the nearer death." & @CRLF & _
                "	My nephew's trespass may be well forgot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	it hath the excuse of youth and heat of blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	And an adopted name of privilege," & @CRLF & _
                "	A hair-brain'd Hotspur, govern'd by a spleen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All his offences live upon my head" & @CRLF & _
                "	And on his father's; we did train him on," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, his corruption being ta'en from us," & @CRLF & _
                "	We, as the spring of all, shall pay for all." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, good cousin, let not Harry know," & @CRLF & _
                "	In any case, the offer of the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	Deliver what you will; I'll say 'tis so." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes your cousin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HOTSPUR and DOUGLAS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	My uncle is return'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deliver up my Lord of Westmoreland." & @CRLF & _
                "	Uncle, what news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	The king will bid you battle presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF DOUGLAS	Defy him by the Lord of Westmoreland." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Lord Douglas, go you and tell him so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF DOUGLAS	Marry, and shall, and very willingly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	There is no seeming mercy in the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Did you beg any? God forbid!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	I told him gently of our grievances," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of his oath-breaking; which he mended thus," & @CRLF & _
                "	By now forswearing that he is forsworn:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He calls us rebels, traitors; and will scourge" & @CRLF & _
                "	With haughty arms this hateful name in us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter the EARL OF DOUGLAS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF DOUGLAS	Arm, gentlemen; to arms! for I have thrown" & @CRLF & _
                "	A brave defiance in King Henry's teeth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Westmoreland, that was engaged, did bear it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which cannot choose but bring him quickly on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	The Prince of Wales stepp'd forth before the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, nephew, challenged you to single fight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	O, would the quarrel lay upon our heads," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that no man might draw short breath today" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I and Harry Monmouth! Tell me, tell me," & @CRLF & _
                "	How show'd his tasking? seem'd it in contempt?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	No, by my soul; I never in my life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did hear a challenge urged more modestly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless a brother should a brother dare" & @CRLF & _
                "	To gentle exercise and proof of arms." & @CRLF & _
                "	He gave you all the duties of a man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Trimm'd up your praises with a princely tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Spoke to your deservings like a chronicle," & @CRLF & _
                "	Making you ever better than his praise" & @CRLF & _
                "	By still dispraising praise valued in you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, which became him like a prince indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "	He made a blushing cital of himself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And chid his truant youth with such a grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	As if he master'd there a double spirit." & @CRLF & _
                "	Of teaching and of learning instantly." & @CRLF & _
                "	There did he pause: but let me tell the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	If he outlive the envy of this day," & @CRLF & _
                "	England did never owe so sweet a hope," & @CRLF & _
                "	So much misconstrued in his wantonness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Cousin, I think thou art enamoured" & @CRLF & _
                "	On his follies: never did I hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of any prince so wild a libertine." & @CRLF & _
                "	But be he as he will, yet once ere night" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will embrace him with a soldier's arm," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he shall shrink under my courtesy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Arm, arm with speed: and, fellows, soldiers, friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Better consider what you have to do" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than I, that have not well the gift of tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can lift your blood up with persuasion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	My lord, here are letters for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	I cannot read them now." & @CRLF & _
                "	O gentlemen, the time of life is short!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To spend that shortness basely were too long," & @CRLF & _
                "	If life did ride upon a dial's point," & @CRLF & _
                "	Still ending at the arrival of an hour." & @CRLF & _
                "	An if we live, we live to tread on kings;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If die, brave death, when princes die with us!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, for our consciences, the arms are fair," & @CRLF & _
                "	When the intent of bearing them is just." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter another Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	My lord, prepare; the king comes on apace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	I thank him, that he cuts me from my tale," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I profess not talking; only this--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let each man do his best: and here draw I" & @CRLF & _
                "	A sword, whose temper I intend to stain" & @CRLF & _
                "	With the best blood that I can meet withal" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the adventure of this perilous day." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, Esperance! Percy! and set on." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sound all the lofty instruments of war," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by that music let us all embrace;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, heaven to earth, some of us never shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	A second time do such a courtesy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The trumpets sound. They embrace, and exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Plain between the camps." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[KING HENRY enters with his power. Alarum to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	battle. Then enter DOUGLAS and SIR WALTER BLUNT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR WALTER BLUNT	What is thy name, that in the battle thus" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou crossest me? what honour dost thou seek" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my head?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF DOUGLAS	                  Know then, my name is Douglas;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I do haunt thee in the battle thus" & @CRLF & _
                "	Because some tell me that thou art a king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR WALTER BLUNT	They tell thee true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF DOUGLAS	The Lord of Stafford dear to-day hath bought" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy likeness, for instead of thee, King Harry," & @CRLF & _
                "	This sword hath ended him: so shall it thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless thou yield thee as my prisoner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR WALTER BLUNT	I was not born a yielder, thou proud Scot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou shalt find a king that will revenge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord Stafford's death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They fight. DOUGLAS kills SIR WALTER BLUNT." & @CRLF & _
                "	Enter HOTSPUR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	O Douglas, hadst thou fought at Holmedon thus," & @CRLF & _
                "	never had triumph'd upon a Scot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF DOUGLAS	All's done, all's won; here breathless lies the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Where?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF DOUGLAS	Here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	This, Douglas? no: I know this face full well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A gallant knight he was, his name was Blunt;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Semblably furnish'd like the king himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF DOUGLAS	A fool go with thy soul, whither it goes!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A borrow'd title hast thou bought too dear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why didst thou tell me that thou wert a king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	The king hath many marching in his coats." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF DOUGLAS	Now, by my sword, I will kill all his coats;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll murder all his wardrobe, piece by piece," & @CRLF & _
                "	Until I meet the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Up, and away!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our soldiers stand full fairly for the day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Enter FALSTAFF, solus]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Though I could 'scape shot-free at London, I fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	the shot here; here's no scoring but upon the pate." & @CRLF & _
                "	Soft! who are you? Sir Walter Blunt: there's honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	for you! here's no vanity! I am as hot as moulten" & @CRLF & _
                "	lead, and as heavy too: God keep lead out of me! I" & @CRLF & _
                "	need no more weight than mine own bowels. I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	led my ragamuffins where they are peppered: there's" & @CRLF & _
                "	not three of my hundred and fifty left alive; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	they are for the town's end, to beg during life." & @CRLF & _
                "	But who comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PRINCE HENRY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	What, stand'st thou idle here? lend me thy sword:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Many a nobleman lies stark and stiff" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the hoofs of vaunting enemies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose deaths are yet unrevenged: I prithee," & @CRLF & _
                "	lend me thy sword." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	O Hal, I prithee, give me leave to breathe awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "	Turk Gregory never did such deeds in arms as I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	done this day. I have paid Percy, I have made him sure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	He is, indeed; and living to kill thee. I prithee," & @CRLF & _
                "	lend me thy sword." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Nay, before God, Hal, if Percy be alive, thou get'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	not my sword; but take my pistol, if thou wilt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Give it to me: what, is it in the case?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Ay, Hal; 'tis hot, 'tis hot; there's that will sack a city." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[PRINCE HENRY draws it out, and finds it to be a" & @CRLF & _
                "	bottle of sack]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	What, is it a time to jest and dally now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He throws the bottle at him. Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Well, if Percy be alive, I'll pierce him. If he do" & @CRLF & _
                "	come in my way, so: if he do not, if I come in his" & @CRLF & _
                "	willingly, let him make a carbonado of me. I like" & @CRLF & _
                "	not such grinning honour as Sir Walter hath: give me" & @CRLF & _
                "	life: which if I can save, so; if not, honour comes" & @CRLF & _
                "	unlooked for, and there's an end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit FALSTAFF]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Another part of the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Excursions. Enter PRINCE HENRY, LORD JOHN" & @CRLF & _
                "	OF LANCASTER, and EARL OF WESTMORELAND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	I prithee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Harry, withdraw thyself; thou bleed'st too much." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord John of Lancaster, go you with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	Not I, my lord, unless I did bleed too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	I beseech your majesty, make up," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest your retirement do amaze your friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	I will do so." & @CRLF & _
                "	My Lord of Westmoreland, lead him to his tent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	Come, my lord, I'll lead you to your tent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Lead me, my lord? I do not need your help:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And God forbid a shallow scratch should drive" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Prince of Wales from such a field as this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where stain'd nobility lies trodden on," & @CRLF & _
                "	and rebels' arms triumph in massacres!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	We breathe too long: come, cousin Westmoreland," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our duty this way lies; for God's sake come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt LANCASTER and WESTMORELAND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	By God, thou hast deceived me, Lancaster;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I did not think thee lord of such a spirit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before, I loved thee as a brother, John;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But now, I do respect thee as my soul." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	I saw him hold Lord Percy at the point" & @CRLF & _
                "	With lustier maintenance than I did look for" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of such an ungrown warrior." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	O, this boy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lends mettle to us all!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DOUGLAS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF DOUGLAS	Another king! they grow like Hydra's heads:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am the Douglas, fatal to all those" & @CRLF & _
                "	That wear those colours on them: what art thou," & @CRLF & _
                "	That counterfeit'st the person of a king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	The king himself; who, Douglas, grieves at heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	So many of his shadows thou hast met" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not the very king. I have two boys" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seek Percy and thyself about the field:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, seeing thou fall'st on me so luckily," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will assay thee: so, defend thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF DOUGLAS	I fear thou art another counterfeit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet, in faith, thou bear'st thee like a king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But mine I am sure thou art, whoe'er thou be," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thus I win thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They fight. KING HENRY being in danger, PRINCE" & @CRLF & _
                "	HENRY enters]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Hold up thy head, vile Scot, or thou art like" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never to hold it up again! the spirits" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of valiant Shirley, Stafford, Blunt, are in my arms:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is the Prince of Wales that threatens thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who never promiseth but he means to pay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They fight: DOUGLAS flies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cheerly, my lord	how fares your grace?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Nicholas Gawsey hath for succor sent," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so hath Clifton: I'll to Clifton straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Stay, and breathe awhile:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast redeem'd thy lost opinion," & @CRLF & _
                "	And show'd thou makest some tender of my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	In this fair rescue thou hast brought to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	O God! they did me too much injury" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever said I hearken'd for your death." & @CRLF & _
                "	If it were so, I might have let alone" & @CRLF & _
                "	The insulting hand of Douglas over you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which would have been as speedy in your end" & @CRLF & _
                "	As all the poisonous potions in the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	And saved the treacherous labour of your son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Make up to Clifton: I'll to Sir Nicholas Gawsey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HOTSPUR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	If I mistake not, thou art Harry Monmouth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Thou speak'st as if I would deny my name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	My name is Harry Percy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Why, then I see" & @CRLF & _
                "	A very valiant rebel of the name." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am the Prince of Wales; and think not, Percy," & @CRLF & _
                "	To share with me in glory any more:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor can one England brook a double reign," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Harry Percy and the Prince of Wales." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	Nor shall it, Harry; for the hour is come" & @CRLF & _
                "	To end the one of us; and would to God" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy name in arms were now as great as mine!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	I'll make it greater ere I part from thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the budding honours on thy crest" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll crop, to make a garland for my head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	I can no longer brook thy vanities." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They fight]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FALSTAFF]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Well said, Hal! to it Hal! Nay, you shall find no" & @CRLF & _
                "	boy's play here, I can tell you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter DOUGLAS; he fights with FALSTAFF," & @CRLF & _
                "	who falls down as if he were dead, and exit" & @CRLF & _
                "	DOUGLAS. HOTSPUR is wounded, and falls]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOTSPUR	O, Harry, thou hast robb'd me of my youth!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I better brook the loss of brittle life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than those proud titles thou hast won of me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They wound my thoughts worse than sword my flesh:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But thought's the slave of life, and life time's fool;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And time, that takes survey of all the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must have a stop. O, I could prophesy," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that the earthy and cold hand of death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lies on my tongue: no, Percy, thou art dust" & @CRLF & _
                "	And food for--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	For worms, brave Percy: fare thee well, great heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ill-weaved ambition, how much art thou shrunk!" & @CRLF & _
                "	When that this body did contain a spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	A kingdom for it was too small a bound;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But now two paces of the vilest earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is room enough: this earth that bears thee dead" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bears not alive so stout a gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou wert sensible of courtesy," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should not make so dear a show of zeal:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But let my favours hide thy mangled face;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, even in thy behalf, I'll thank myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	For doing these fair rites of tenderness." & @CRLF & _
                "	Adieu, and take thy praise with thee to heaven!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy ignominy sleep with thee in the grave," & @CRLF & _
                "	But not remember'd in thy epitaph!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He spieth FALSTAFF on the ground]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, old acquaintance! could not all this flesh" & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep in a little life? Poor Jack, farewell!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I could have better spared a better man:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, I should have a heavy miss of thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I were much in love with vanity!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Death hath not struck so fat a deer to-day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though many dearer, in this bloody fray." & @CRLF & _
                "	Embowell'd will I see thee by and by:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till then in blood by noble Percy lie." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit PRINCE HENRY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	[Rising up]  Embowelled! if thou embowel me to-day," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll give you leave to powder me and eat me too" & @CRLF & _
                "	to-morrow. 'Sblood,'twas time to counterfeit, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	that hot termagant Scot had paid me scot and lot too." & @CRLF & _
                "	Counterfeit? I lie, I am no counterfeit: to die," & @CRLF & _
                "	is to be a counterfeit; for he is but the" & @CRLF & _
                "	counterfeit of a man who hath not the life of a man:" & @CRLF & _
                "	but to counterfeit dying, when a man thereby" & @CRLF & _
                "	liveth, is to be no counterfeit, but the true and" & @CRLF & _
                "	perfect image of life indeed. The better part of" & @CRLF & _
                "	valour is discretion; in the which better part I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have saved my life.'Zounds, I am afraid of this" & @CRLF & _
                "	gunpowder Percy, though he be dead: how, if he" & @CRLF & _
                "	should counterfeit too and rise? by my faith, I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	afraid he would prove the better counterfeit." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore I'll make him sure; yea, and I'll swear I" & @CRLF & _
                "	killed him. Why may not he rise as well as I?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing confutes me but eyes, and nobody sees me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, sirrah," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Stabbing him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	with a new wound in your thigh, come you along with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Takes up HOTSPUR on his back]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter PRINCE HENRY and LORD JOHN OF LANCASTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Come, brother John; full bravely hast thou flesh'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy maiden sword." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	                  But, soft! whom have we here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did you not tell me this fat man was dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	I did; I saw him dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Breathless and bleeding on the ground. Art" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou alive?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or is it fantasy that plays upon our eyesight?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, speak; we will not trust our eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without our ears: thou art not what thou seem'st." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	No, that's certain; I am not a double man: but if I" & @CRLF & _
                "	be not Jack Falstaff, then am I a Jack. There is Percy:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Throwing the body down]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	if your father will do me any honour, so; if not, let" & @CRLF & _
                "	him kill the next Percy himself. I look to be either" & @CRLF & _
                "	earl or duke, I can assure you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Why, Percy I killed myself and saw thee dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Didst thou? Lord, Lord, how this world is given to" & @CRLF & _
                "	lying! I grant you I was down and out of breath;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and so was he: but we rose both at an instant and" & @CRLF & _
                "	fought a long hour by Shrewsbury clock. If I may be" & @CRLF & _
                "	believed, so; if not, let them that should reward" & @CRLF & _
                "	valour bear the sin upon their own heads. I'll take" & @CRLF & _
                "	it upon my death, I gave him this wound in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	thigh: if the man were alive and would deny it," & @CRLF & _
                "	'zounds, I would make him eat a piece of my sword." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	This is the strangest tale that ever I heard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	This is the strangest fellow, brother John." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, bring your luggage nobly on your back:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For my part, if a lie may do thee grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll gild it with the happiest terms I have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A retreat is sounded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The trumpet sounds retreat; the day is ours." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, brother, let us to the highest of the field," & @CRLF & _
                "	To see what friends are living, who are dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt PRINCE HENRY and LANCASTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I'll follow, as they say, for reward. He that" & @CRLF & _
                "	rewards me, God reward him! If I do grow great," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll grow less; for I'll purge, and leave sack, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	live cleanly as a nobleman should do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Another part of the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The trumpets sound. Enter KING HENRY IV, PRINCE" & @CRLF & _
                "	HENRY, LORD JOHN LANCASTER, EARL OF WESTMORELAND," & @CRLF & _
                "	with WORCESTER and VERNON prisoners]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Thus ever did rebellion find rebuke." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ill-spirited Worcester! did not we send grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pardon and terms of love to all of you?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wouldst thou turn our offers contrary?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Misuse the tenor of thy kinsman's trust?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Three knights upon our party slain to-day," & @CRLF & _
                "	A noble earl and many a creature else" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had been alive this hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	If like a Christian thou hadst truly borne" & @CRLF & _
                "	Betwixt our armies true intelligence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WORCESTER	What I have done my safety urged me to;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I embrace this fortune patiently," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since not to be avoided it falls on me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Bear Worcester to the death and Vernon too:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Other offenders we will pause upon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt WORCESTER and VERNON, guarded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How goes the field?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	The noble Scot, Lord Douglas, when he saw" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fortune of the day quite turn'd from him," & @CRLF & _
                "	The noble Percy slain, and all his men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the foot of fear, fled with the rest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And falling from a hill, he was so bruised" & @CRLF & _
                "	That the pursuers took him. At my tent" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Douglas is; and I beseech your grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	I may dispose of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	With all my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Then, brother John of Lancaster, to you" & @CRLF & _
                "	This honourable bounty shall belong:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go to the Douglas, and deliver him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Up to his pleasure, ransomless and free:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His valour shown upon our crests to-day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath taught us how to cherish such high deeds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in the bosom of our adversaries." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	I thank your grace for this high courtesy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I shall give away immediately." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Then this remains, that we divide our power." & @CRLF & _
                "	You, son John, and my cousin Westmoreland" & @CRLF & _
                "	Towards York shall bend you with your dearest speed," & @CRLF & _
                "	To meet Northumberland and the prelate Scroop," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, as we hear, are busily in arms:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself and you, son Harry, will towards Wales," & @CRLF & _
                "	To fight with Glendower and the Earl of March." & @CRLF & _
                "	Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway," & @CRLF & _
                "	Meeting the cheque of such another day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And since this business so fair is done," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us not leave till all our own be won." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY THE SIXTH	(KING HENRY VI:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF GLOUCESTER	uncle to the King, and Protector. (GLOUCESTER:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF BEDFORD	uncle to the King, and Regent of France. (BEDFORD:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THOMAS BEAUFORT	Duke of Exeter, great-uncle to the King. (EXETER:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BEAUFORT	great-uncle to the King, Bishop of Winchester, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	afterwards Cardinal. (BISHOP OF WINCHESTER:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN BEAUFORT	Earl, afterwards Duke, of Somerset. (SOMERSET:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	son of Richard late Earl of Cambridge, (RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "	PLANTAGENET:)  afterwards Duke of York." & @CRLF & _
                "	(YORK:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WARWICK	(WARWICK:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF SALISBURY	(SALISBURY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF SUFFOLK	(SUFFOLK:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD TALBOT	afterwards Earl of Shrewsbury. (TALBOT:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN TALBOT	Lord Talbot's son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND MORTIMER	Earl of March. (MORTIMER:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR JOHN FASTOLFE	(FASTOLFE:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR WILLIAM LUCY	(LUCY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM GLANSDALE	(GLANDSDALE:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR" & @CRLF & _
                "THOMAS GARGRAVE	(GARGRAVE:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Mayor of London	(Mayor:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WOODVILE	Lieutenant of the Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	of the White-Rose or York faction." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSET	of the Red-Rose or Lancaster faction." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Lawyer. (Lawyer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mortimer's Keepers. (First Gaoler:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Dauphin, and afterwards King, of France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	Duke of Anjou, and titular King of Naples." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF BURGUNDY	(BURGUNDY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF ALENCON	(ALENCON:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD OF ORLEANS:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Governor of Paris." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Master-Gunner of Orleans, (Master-Gunner:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	and his Son. (Boy:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	General of the French forces in Bourdeaux. (General:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A French Sergeant. (Sargeant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Porter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	An old Shepherd, father to Joan la Pucelle. (Shepherd:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	daughter to Reignier, afterwards married to King Henry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF AUVERGNE:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	commonly called Joan of Arc." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords, Warders of the Tower, Heralds, Officers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Soldiers, Messengers, and Attendants." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Warder:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Warder:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Captain:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Officer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Soldier:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Soldier:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Watch:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Scout:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Sentinel:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Serving-Man:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Serving-Man:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Serving-Man:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fiends appearing to La Pucelle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Partly in England, and partly in France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Westminster Abbey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dead March. Enter the Funeral of KING HENRY the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fifth, attended on by Dukes of BEDFORD, Regent of" & @CRLF & _
                "	France; GLOUCESTER, Protector; and EXETER, Earl of" & @CRLF & _
                "	WARWICK, the BISHOP OF WINCHESTER, Heralds, &c]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEDFORD	Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Comets, importing change of times and states," & @CRLF & _
                "	Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with them scourge the bad revolting stars" & @CRLF & _
                "	That have consented unto Henry's death!" & @CRLF & _
                "	King Henry the Fifth, too famous to live long!" & @CRLF & _
                "	England ne'er lost a king of so much worth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	England ne'er had a king until his time." & @CRLF & _
                "	Virtue he had, deserving to command:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His brandish'd sword did blind men with his beams:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His arms spread wider than a dragon's wings;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His sparking eyes, replete with wrathful fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	More dazzled and drove back his enemies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than mid-day sun fierce bent against their faces." & @CRLF & _
                "	What should I say? his deeds exceed all speech:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He ne'er lift up his hand but conquered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	We mourn in black: why mourn we not in blood?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Henry is dead and never shall revive:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a wooden coffin we attend," & @CRLF & _
                "	And death's dishonourable victory" & @CRLF & _
                "	We with our stately presence glorify," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like captives bound to a triumphant car." & @CRLF & _
                "	What! shall we curse the planets of mishap" & @CRLF & _
                "	That plotted thus our glory's overthrow?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or shall we think the subtle-witted French" & @CRLF & _
                "	Conjurers and sorcerers, that afraid of him" & @CRLF & _
                "	By magic verses have contrived his end?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	He was a king bless'd of the King of kings." & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the French the dreadful judgement-day" & @CRLF & _
                "	So dreadful will not be as was his sight." & @CRLF & _
                "	The battles of the Lord of hosts he fought:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The church's prayers made him so prosperous." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	The church! where is it? Had not churchmen pray'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	His thread of life had not so soon decay'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	None do you like but an effeminate prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom, like a school-boy, you may over-awe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	Gloucester, whate'er we like, thou art protector" & @CRLF & _
                "	And lookest to command the prince and realm." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy wife is proud; she holdeth thee in awe," & @CRLF & _
                "	More than God or religious churchmen may." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Name not religion, for thou lovest the flesh," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ne'er throughout the year to church thou go'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	Except it be to pray against thy foes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEDFORD	Cease, cease these jars and rest your minds in peace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's to the altar: heralds, wait on us:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Instead of gold, we'll offer up our arms:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since arms avail not now that Henry's dead." & @CRLF & _
                "	Posterity, await for wretched years," & @CRLF & _
                "	When at their mothers' moist eyes babes shall suck," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our isle be made a nourish of salt tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	And none but women left to wail the dead." & @CRLF & _
                "	Henry the Fifth, thy ghost I invocate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prosper this realm, keep it from civil broils," & @CRLF & _
                "	Combat with adverse planets in the heavens!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A far more glorious star thy soul will make" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than Julius Caesar or bright--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	My honourable lords, health to you all!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sad tidings bring I to you out of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of loss, of slaughter and discomfiture:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Guienne, Champagne, Rheims, Orleans," & @CRLF & _
                "	Paris, Guysors, Poictiers, are all quite lost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEDFORD	What say'st thou, man, before dead Henry's corse?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak softly, or the loss of those great towns" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will make him burst his lead and rise from death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Is Paris lost? is Rouen yielded up?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If Henry were recall'd to life again," & @CRLF & _
                "	These news would cause him once more yield the ghost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	How were they lost? what treachery was used?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	No treachery; but want of men and money." & @CRLF & _
                "	Amongst the soldiers this is muttered," & @CRLF & _
                "	That here you maintain several factions," & @CRLF & _
                "	And whilst a field should be dispatch'd and fought," & @CRLF & _
                "	You are disputing of your generals:" & @CRLF & _
                "	One would have lingering wars with little cost;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Another would fly swift, but wanteth wings;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A third thinks, without expense at all," & @CRLF & _
                "	By guileful fair words peace may be obtain'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Awake, awake, English nobility!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let not sloth dim your horrors new-begot:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cropp'd are the flower-de-luces in your arms;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of England's coat one half is cut away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	Were our tears wanting to this funeral," & @CRLF & _
                "	These tidings would call forth their flowing tides." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEDFORD	Me they concern; Regent I am of France." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me my steeled coat. I'll fight for France." & @CRLF & _
                "	Away with these disgraceful wailing robes!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wounds will I lend the French instead of eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	To weep their intermissive miseries." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter to them another Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Lords, view these letters full of bad mischance." & @CRLF & _
                "	France is revolted from the English quite," & @CRLF & _
                "	Except some petty towns of no import:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Dauphin Charles is crowned king of Rheims;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Bastard of Orleans with him is join'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reignier, Duke of Anjou, doth take his part;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Duke of Alencon flieth to his side." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	The Dauphin crowned king! all fly to him!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, whither shall we fly from this reproach?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	We will not fly, but to our enemies' throats." & @CRLF & _
                "	Bedford, if thou be slack, I'll fight it out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEDFORD	Gloucester, why doubt'st thou of my forwardness?" & @CRLF & _
                "	An army have I muster'd in my thoughts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherewith already France is overrun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter another Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	My gracious lords, to add to your laments," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherewith you now bedew King Henry's hearse," & @CRLF & _
                "	I must inform you of a dismal fight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Betwixt the stout Lord Talbot and the French." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	What! wherein Talbot overcame? is't so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	O, no; wherein Lord Talbot was o'erthrown:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The circumstance I'll tell you more at large." & @CRLF & _
                "	The tenth of August last this dreadful lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Retiring from the siege of Orleans," & @CRLF & _
                "	Having full scarce six thousand in his troop." & @CRLF & _
                "	By three and twenty thousand of the French" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was round encompassed and set upon." & @CRLF & _
                "	No leisure had he to enrank his men;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He wanted pikes to set before his archers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Instead whereof sharp stakes pluck'd out of hedges" & @CRLF & _
                "	They pitched in the ground confusedly," & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep the horsemen off from breaking in." & @CRLF & _
                "	More than three hours the fight continued;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where valiant Talbot above human thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	Enacted wonders with his sword and lance:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hundreds he sent to hell, and none durst stand him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, there, and every where, enraged he flew:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The French exclaim'd, the devil was in arms;" & @CRLF & _
                "	All the whole army stood agazed on him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His soldiers spying his undaunted spirit" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Talbot! a Talbot! cried out amain" & @CRLF & _
                "	And rush'd into the bowels of the battle." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here had the conquest fully been seal'd up," & @CRLF & _
                "	If Sir John Fastolfe had not play'd the coward:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He, being in the vaward, placed behind" & @CRLF & _
                "	With purpose to relieve and follow them," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cowardly fled, not having struck one stroke." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hence grew the general wreck and massacre;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Enclosed were they with their enemies:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A base Walloon, to win the Dauphin's grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thrust Talbot with a spear into the back," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom all France with their chief assembled strength" & @CRLF & _
                "	Durst not presume to look once in the face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEDFORD	Is Talbot slain? then I will slay myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	For living idly here in pomp and ease," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst such a worthy leader, wanting aid," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto his dastard foemen is betray'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	O no, he lives; but is took prisoner," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Lord Scales with him and Lord Hungerford:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most of the rest slaughter'd or took likewise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEDFORD	His ransom there is none but I shall pay:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll hale the Dauphin headlong from his throne:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His crown shall be the ransom of my friend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Four of their lords I'll change for one of ours." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, my masters; to my task will I;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bonfires in France forthwith I am to make," & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep our great Saint George's feast withal:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ten thousand soldiers with me I will take," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose bloody deeds shall make all Europe quake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	So you had need; for Orleans is besieged;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The English army is grown weak and faint:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Earl of Salisbury craveth supply," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hardly keeps his men from mutiny," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since they, so few, watch such a multitude." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	Remember, lords, your oaths to Henry sworn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Either to quell the Dauphin utterly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or bring him in obedience to your yoke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEDFORD	I do remember it; and here take my leave," & @CRLF & _
                "	To go about my preparation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I'll to the Tower with all the haste I can," & @CRLF & _
                "	To view the artillery and munition;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then I will proclaim young Henry king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	To Eltham will I, where the young king is," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being ordain'd his special governor," & @CRLF & _
                "	And for his safety there I'll best devise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	Each hath his place and function to attend:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am left out; for me nothing remains." & @CRLF & _
                "	But long I will not be Jack out of office:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king from Eltham I intend to steal" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sit at chiefest stern of public weal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	France. Before Orleans." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sound a flourish. Enter CHARLES, ALENCON, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	REIGNIER, marching with drum and Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Mars his true moving, even as in the heavens" & @CRLF & _
                "	So in the earth, to this day is not known:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Late did he shine upon the English side;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now we are victors; upon us he smiles." & @CRLF & _
                "	What towns of any moment but we have?" & @CRLF & _
                "	At pleasure here we lie near Orleans;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Otherwhiles the famish'd English, like pale ghosts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Faintly besiege us one hour in a month." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALENCON	They want their porridge and their fat bull-beeves:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either they must be dieted like mules" & @CRLF & _
                "	And have their provender tied to their mouths" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or piteous they will look, like drowned mice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	Let's raise the siege: why live we idly here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Talbot is taken, whom we wont to fear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Remaineth none but mad-brain'd Salisbury;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he may well in fretting spend his gall," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor men nor money hath he to make war." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Sound, sound alarum! we will rush on them." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now for the honour of the forlorn French!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Him I forgive my death that killeth me" & @CRLF & _
                "	When he sees me go back one foot or fly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Here alarum; they are beaten back by the English" & @CRLF & _
                "	with great loss. Re-enter CHARLES, ALENCON, and REIGNIER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Who ever saw the like? what men have I!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dogs! cowards! dastards! I would ne'er have fled," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that they left me 'midst my enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	Salisbury is a desperate homicide;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He fighteth as one weary of his life." & @CRLF & _
                "	The other lords, like lions wanting food," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do rush upon us as their hungry prey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALENCON	Froissart, a countryman of ours, records," & @CRLF & _
                "	England all Olivers and Rowlands bred," & @CRLF & _
                "	During the time Edward the Third did reign." & @CRLF & _
                "	More truly now may this be verified;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For none but Samsons and Goliases" & @CRLF & _
                "	It sendeth forth to skirmish. One to ten!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lean, raw-boned rascals! who would e'er suppose" & @CRLF & _
                "	They had such courage and audacity?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Let's leave this town; for they are hare-brain'd slaves," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hunger will enforce them to be more eager:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of old I know them; rather with their teeth" & @CRLF & _
                "	The walls they'll tear down than forsake the siege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	I think, by some odd gimmors or device" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their arms are set like clocks, stiff to strike on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Else ne'er could they hold out so as they do." & @CRLF & _
                "	By my consent, we'll even let them alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALENCON	Be it so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the BASTARD OF ORLEANS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD OF ORLEANS	Where's the Prince Dauphin? I have news for him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Bastard of Orleans, thrice welcome to us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD OF ORLEANS	Methinks your looks are sad, your cheer appall'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath the late overthrow wrought this offence?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not dismay'd, for succor is at hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A holy maid hither with me I bring," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which by a vision sent to her from heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ordained is to raise this tedious siege" & @CRLF & _
                "	And drive the English forth the bounds of France." & @CRLF & _
                "	The spirit of deep prophecy she hath," & @CRLF & _
                "	Exceeding the nine sibyls of old Rome:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What's past and what's to come she can descry." & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak, shall I call her in? Believe my words," & @CRLF & _
                "	For they are certain and unfallible." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Go, call her in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BASTARD OF ORLEANS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	But first, to try her skill," & @CRLF & _
                "	Reignier, stand thou as Dauphin in my place:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Question her proudly; let thy looks be stern:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By this means shall we sound what skill she hath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter the BASTARD OF ORLEANS, with JOAN LA PUCELLE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	Fair maid, is't thou wilt do these wondrous feats?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Reignier, is't thou that thinkest to beguile me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is the Dauphin? Come, come from behind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know thee well, though never seen before." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not amazed, there's nothing hid from me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In private will I talk with thee apart." & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand back, you lords, and give us leave awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	She takes upon her bravely at first dash." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Dauphin, I am by birth a shepherd's daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	My wit untrain'd in any kind of art." & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven and our Lady gracious hath it pleased" & @CRLF & _
                "	To shine on my contemptible estate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lo, whilst I waited on my tender lambs," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to sun's parching heat display'd my cheeks," & @CRLF & _
                "	God's mother deigned to appear to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in a vision full of majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will'd me to leave my base vocation" & @CRLF & _
                "	And free my country from calamity:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her aid she promised and assured success:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In complete glory she reveal'd herself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, whereas I was black and swart before," & @CRLF & _
                "	With those clear rays which she infused on me" & @CRLF & _
                "	That beauty am I bless'd with which you see." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ask me what question thou canst possible," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will answer unpremeditated:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My courage try by combat, if thou darest," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou shalt find that I exceed my sex." & @CRLF & _
                "	Resolve on this, thou shalt be fortunate," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou receive me for thy warlike mate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Thou hast astonish'd me with thy high terms:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only this proof I'll of thy valour make," & @CRLF & _
                "	In single combat thou shalt buckle with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And if thou vanquishest, thy words are true;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Otherwise I renounce all confidence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	I am prepared: here is my keen-edged sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deck'd with five flower-de-luces on each side;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The which at Touraine, in Saint Katharine's" & @CRLF & _
                "	churchyard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of a great deal of old iron I chose forth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Then come, o' God's name; I fear no woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	And while I live, I'll ne'er fly from a man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Here they fight, and JOAN LA PUCELLE overcomes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Stay, stay thy hands! thou art an Amazon" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fightest with the sword of Deborah." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Christ's mother helps me, else I were too weak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Whoe'er helps thee, 'tis thou that must help me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Impatiently I burn with thy desire;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart and hands thou hast at once subdued." & @CRLF & _
                "	Excellent Pucelle, if thy name be so," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me thy servant and not sovereign be:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis the French Dauphin sueth to thee thus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	I must not yield to any rites of love," & @CRLF & _
                "	For my profession's sacred from above:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I have chased all thy foes from hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then will I think upon a recompense." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Meantime look gracious on thy prostrate thrall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	My lord, methinks, is very long in talk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALENCON	Doubtless he shrives this woman to her smock;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Else ne'er could he so long protract his speech." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	Shall we disturb him, since he keeps no mean?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALENCON	He may mean more than we poor men do know:" & @CRLF & _
                "	These women are shrewd tempters with their tongues." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	My lord, where are you? what devise you on?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall we give over Orleans, or no?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Why, no, I say, distrustful recreants!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fight till the last gasp; I will be your guard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	What she says I'll confirm: we'll fight it out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Assign'd am I to be the English scourge." & @CRLF & _
                "	This night the siege assuredly I'll raise:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Expect Saint Martin's summer, halcyon days," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since I have entered into these wars." & @CRLF & _
                "	Glory is like a circle in the water," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till by broad spreading it disperse to nought." & @CRLF & _
                "	With Henry's death the English circle ends;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dispersed are the glories it included." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now am I like that proud insulting ship" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which Caesar and his fortune bare at once." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Was Mahomet inspired with a dove?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou with an eagle art inspired then." & @CRLF & _
                "	Helen, the mother of great Constantine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor yet Saint Philip's daughters, were like thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Bright star of Venus, fall'n down on the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	How may I reverently worship thee enough?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALENCON	Leave off delays, and let us raise the siege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	Woman, do what thou canst to save our honours;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Drive them from Orleans and be immortalized." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Presently we'll try: come, let's away about it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No prophet will I trust, if she prove false." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	London. Before the Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER, with his Serving-men in blue coats]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I am come to survey the Tower this day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since Henry's death, I fear, there is conveyance." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where be these warders, that they wait not here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Open the gates; 'tis Gloucester that calls." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Warder	[Within]  Who's there that knocks so imperiously?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Serving-Man	It is the noble Duke of Gloucester." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Warder	[Within]  Whoe'er he be, you may not be let in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Serving-Man	Villains, answer you so the lord protector?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Warder	[Within]  The Lord protect him! so we answer him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We do no otherwise than we are will'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Who willed you? or whose will stands but mine?" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's none protector of the realm but I." & @CRLF & _
                "	Break up the gates, I'll be your warrantize." & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I be flouted thus by dunghill grooms?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Gloucester's men rush at the Tower Gates, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	WOODVILE the Lieutenant speaks within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WOODVILE	What noise is this? what traitors have we here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Lieutenant, is it you whose voice I hear?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Open the gates; here's Gloucester that would enter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WOODVILE	Have patience, noble duke; I may not open;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Cardinal of Winchester forbids:" & @CRLF & _
                "	From him I have express commandment" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou nor none of thine shall be let in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Faint-hearted Woodvile, prizest him 'fore me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Arrogant Winchester, that haughty prelate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom Henry, our late sovereign, ne'er could brook?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art no friend to God or to the king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Open the gates, or I'll shut thee out shortly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Serving-Men	Open the gates unto the lord protector," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or we'll burst them open, if that you come not quickly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter to the Protector at the Tower Gates BISHOP" & @CRLF & _
                "	OF WINCHESTER and his men in tawny coats]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	How now, ambitious Humphry! what means this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Peel'd priest, dost thou command me to be shut out?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	I do, thou most usurping proditor," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not protector, of the king or realm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Stand back, thou manifest conspirator," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou that contrivedst to murder our dead lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou that givest whores indulgences to sin:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll canvass thee in thy broad cardinal's hat," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou proceed in this thy insolence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	Nay, stand thou back, I will not budge a foot:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This be Damascus, be thou cursed Cain," & @CRLF & _
                "	To slay thy brother Abel, if thou wilt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I will not slay thee, but I'll drive thee back:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy scarlet robes as a child's bearing-cloth" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll use to carry thee out of this place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	Do what thou darest; I beard thee to thy face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	What! am I dared and bearded to my face?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Draw, men, for all this privileged place;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blue coats to tawny coats. Priest, beware your beard," & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean to tug it and to cuff you soundly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under my feet I stamp thy cardinal's hat:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In spite of pope or dignities of church," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here by the cheeks I'll drag thee up and down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	Gloucester, thou wilt answer this before the pope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Winchester goose, I cry, a rope! a rope!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now beat them hence; why do you let them stay?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thee I'll chase hence, thou wolf in sheep's array." & @CRLF & _
                "	Out, tawny coats! out, scarlet hypocrite!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Here GLOUCESTER's men beat out BISHOP OF" & @CRLF & _
                "	WINCHESTER's men, and enter in the hurly-" & @CRLF & _
                "	burly the Mayor of London and his Officers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Mayor	Fie, lords! that you, being supreme magistrates," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus contumeliously should break the peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Peace, mayor! thou know'st little of my wrongs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here's Beaufort, that regards nor God nor king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath here distrain'd the Tower to his use." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	Here's Gloucester, a foe to citizens," & @CRLF & _
                "	One that still motions war and never peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	O'ercharging your free purses with large fines," & @CRLF & _
                "	That seeks to overthrow religion," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because he is protector of the realm," & @CRLF & _
                "	And would have armour here out of the Tower," & @CRLF & _
                "	To crown himself king and suppress the prince." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I will not answer thee with words, but blows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Here they skirmish again]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Mayor	Naught rests for me in this tumultuous strife" & @CRLF & _
                "	But to make open proclamation:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, officer; as loud as e'er thou canst," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Officer	All manner of men assembled here in arms this day" & @CRLF & _
                "	against God's peace and the king's, we charge and" & @CRLF & _
                "	command you, in his highness' name, to repair to" & @CRLF & _
                "	your several dwelling-places; and not to wear," & @CRLF & _
                "	handle, or use any sword, weapon, or dagger," & @CRLF & _
                "	henceforward, upon pain of death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Cardinal, I'll be no breaker of the law:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But we shall meet, and break our minds at large." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	Gloucester, we will meet; to thy cost, be sure:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy heart-blood I will have for this day's work." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Mayor	I'll call for clubs, if you will not away." & @CRLF & _
                "	This cardinal's more haughty than the devil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Mayor, farewell: thou dost but what thou mayst." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	Abominable Gloucester, guard thy head;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I intend to have it ere long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt, severally, GLOUCESTER and BISHOP OF" & @CRLF & _
                "	WINCHESTER with their Serving-men]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Mayor	See the coast clear'd, and then we will depart." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good God, these nobles should such stomachs bear!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I myself fight not once in forty year." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Orleans." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, on the walls, a Master Gunner and his Boy]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Master-Gunner	Sirrah, thou know'st how Orleans is besieged," & @CRLF & _
                "	And how the English have the suburbs won." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	Father, I know; and oft have shot at them," & @CRLF & _
                "	Howe'er unfortunate I miss'd my aim." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Master-Gunner	But now thou shalt not. Be thou ruled by me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Chief master-gunner am I of this town;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Something I must do to procure me grace." & @CRLF & _
                "	The prince's espials have informed me" & @CRLF & _
                "	How the English, in the suburbs close intrench'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wont, through a secret grate of iron bars" & @CRLF & _
                "	In yonder tower, to overpeer the city," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thence discover how with most advantage" & @CRLF & _
                "	They may vex us with shot, or with assault." & @CRLF & _
                "	To intercept this inconvenience," & @CRLF & _
                "	A piece of ordnance 'gainst it I have placed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And even these three days have I watch'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I could see them." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now do thou watch, for I can stay no longer." & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou spy'st any, run and bring me word;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou shalt find me at the governor's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	Father, I warrant you; take you no care;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll never trouble you, if I may spy them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, on the turrets, SALISBURY and TALBOT," & @CRLF & _
                "	GLANSDALE, GARGRAVE, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Talbot, my life, my joy, again return'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How wert thou handled being prisoner?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or by what means got'st thou to be released?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Discourse, I prithee, on this turret's top." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	The Duke of Bedford had a prisoner" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call'd the brave Lord Ponton de Santrailles;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For him was I exchanged and ransomed." & @CRLF & _
                "	But with a baser man of arms by far" & @CRLF & _
                "	Once in contempt they would have barter'd me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I, disdaining, scorn'd; and craved death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rather than I would be so vile esteem'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	In fine, redeem'd I was as I desired." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, O! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom with my bare fists I would execute," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I now had him brought into my power." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Yet tell'st thou not how thou wert entertain'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	With scoffs and scorns and contumelious taunts." & @CRLF & _
                "	In open market-place produced they me," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be a public spectacle to all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, said they, is the terror of the French," & @CRLF & _
                "	The scarecrow that affrights our children so." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then broke I from the officers that led me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with my nails digg'd stones out of the ground," & @CRLF & _
                "	To hurl at the beholders of my shame:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My grisly countenance made others fly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	None durst come near for fear of sudden death." & @CRLF & _
                "	In iron walls they deem'd me not secure;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So great fear of my name 'mongst them was spread," & @CRLF & _
                "	That they supposed I could rend bars of steel," & @CRLF & _
                "	And spurn in pieces posts of adamant:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherefore a guard of chosen shot I had," & @CRLF & _
                "	That walked about me every minute-while;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if I did but stir out of my bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ready they were to shoot me to the heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Boy with a linstock]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	I grieve to hear what torments you endured," & @CRLF & _
                "	But we will be revenged sufficiently" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now it is supper-time in Orleans:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, through this grate, I count each one" & @CRLF & _
                "	and view the Frenchmen how they fortify:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us look in; the sight will much delight thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Thomas Gargrave, and Sir William Glansdale," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me have your express opinions" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is best place to make our battery next." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARGRAVE	I think, at the north gate; for there stand lords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLANSDALE	And I, here, at the bulwark of the bridge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	For aught I see, this city must be famish'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or with light skirmishes enfeebled." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Here they shoot. SALISBURY and GARGRAVE fall]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	O Lord, have mercy on us, wretched sinners!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARGRAVE	O Lord, have mercy on me, woful man!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	What chance is this that suddenly hath cross'd us?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak, Salisbury; at least, if thou canst speak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	How farest thou, mirror of all martial men?" & @CRLF & _
                "	One of thy eyes and thy cheek's side struck off!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Accursed tower! accursed fatal hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath contrived this woful tragedy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	In thirteen battles Salisbury o'ercame;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Henry the Fifth he first train'd to the wars;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst any trump did sound, or drum struck up," & @CRLF & _
                "	His sword did ne'er leave striking in the field." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet livest thou, Salisbury? though thy speech doth fail," & @CRLF & _
                "	One eye thou hast, to look to heaven for grace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sun with one eye vieweth all the world." & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven, be thou gracious to none alive," & @CRLF & _
                "	If Salisbury wants mercy at thy hands!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bear hence his body; I will help to bury it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Thomas Gargrave, hast thou any life?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak unto Talbot; nay, look up to him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Salisbury, cheer thy spirit with this comfort;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt not die whiles--" & @CRLF & _
                "	He beckons with his hand and smiles on me." & @CRLF & _
                "	As who should say 'When I am dead and gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Remember to avenge me on the French.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Plantagenet, I will; and like thee, Nero," & @CRLF & _
                "	Play on the lute, beholding the towns burn:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wretched shall France be only in my name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Here an alarum, and it thunders and lightens]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What stir is this? what tumult's in the heavens?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whence cometh this alarum and the noise?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	My lord, my lord, the French have gathered head:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Dauphin, with one Joan la Pucelle join'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	A holy prophetess new risen up," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is come with a great power to raise the siege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Here SALISBURY lifteth himself up and groans]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Hear, hear how dying Salisbury doth groan!" & @CRLF & _
                "	It irks his heart he cannot be revenged." & @CRLF & _
                "	Frenchmen, I'll be a Salisbury to you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pucelle or puzzel, dolphin or dogfish," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your hearts I'll stamp out with my horse's heels," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make a quagmire of your mingled brains." & @CRLF & _
                "	Convey me Salisbury into his tent," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then we'll try what these dastard Frenchmen dare." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Here an alarum again: and TALBOT pursueth the" & @CRLF & _
                "	DAUPHIN, and driveth him: then enter JOAN LA" & @CRLF & _
                "	PUCELLE, driving Englishmen before her, and exit" & @CRLF & _
                "	after them then re-enter TALBOT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Where is my strength, my valour, and my force?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our English troops retire, I cannot stay them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A woman clad in armour chaseth them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter JOAN LA PUCELLE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, here she comes. I'll have a bout with thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Devil or devil's dam, I'll conjure thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blood will I draw on thee, thou art a witch," & @CRLF & _
                "	And straightway give thy soul to him thou servest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Come, come, 'tis only I that must disgrace thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Here they fight]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Heavens, can you suffer hell so to prevail?" & @CRLF & _
                "	My breast I'll burst with straining of my courage" & @CRLF & _
                "	And from my shoulders crack my arms asunder." & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will chastise this high-minded strumpet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They fight again]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Talbot, farewell; thy hour is not yet come:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must go victual Orleans forthwith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A short alarum; then enter the town with soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O'ertake me, if thou canst; I scorn thy strength." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, go, cheer up thy hungry-starved men;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Help Salisbury to make his testament:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This day is ours, as many more shall be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	My thoughts are whirled like a potter's wheel;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know not where I am, nor what I do;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A witch, by fear, not force, like Hannibal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Drives back our troops and conquers as she lists:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So bees with smoke and doves with noisome stench" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are from their hives and houses driven away." & @CRLF & _
                "	They call'd us for our fierceness English dogs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, like to whelps, we crying run away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A short alarum]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark, countrymen! either renew the fight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or tear the lions out of England's coat;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Renounce your soil, give sheep in lions' stead:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sheep run not half so treacherous from the wolf," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or horse or oxen from the leopard," & @CRLF & _
                "	As you fly from your oft-subdued slaves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Here another skirmish]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	It will not be: retire into your trenches:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You all consented unto Salisbury's death," & @CRLF & _
                "	For none would strike a stroke in his revenge." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pucelle is enter'd into Orleans," & @CRLF & _
                "	In spite of us or aught that we could do." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, would I were to die with Salisbury!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The shame hereof will make me hide my head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit TALBOT. Alarum; retreat; flourish]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, on the walls, JOAN LA PUCELLE, CHARLES," & @CRLF & _
                "	REIGNIER, ALENCON, and Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Advance our waving colours on the walls;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rescued is Orleans from the English" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus Joan la Pucelle hath perform'd her word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Divinest creature, Astraea's daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	How shall I honour thee for this success?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy promises are like Adonis' gardens" & @CRLF & _
                "	That one day bloom'd and fruitful were the next." & @CRLF & _
                "	France, triumph in thy glorious prophetess!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Recover'd is the town of Orleans:" & @CRLF & _
                "	More blessed hap did ne'er befall our state." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	Why ring not out the bells aloud throughout the town?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dauphin, command the citizens make bonfires" & @CRLF & _
                "	And feast and banquet in the open streets," & @CRLF & _
                "	To celebrate the joy that God hath given us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALENCON	All France will be replete with mirth and joy," & @CRLF & _
                "	When they shall hear how we have play'd the men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	'Tis Joan, not we, by whom the day is won;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For which I will divide my crown with her," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the priests and friars in my realm" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall in procession sing her endless praise." & @CRLF & _
                "	A statelier pyramis to her I'll rear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than Rhodope's or Memphis' ever was:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In memory of her when she is dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her ashes, in an urn more precious" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than the rich-jewel'd of Darius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Transported shall be at high festivals" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before the kings and queens of France." & @CRLF & _
                "	No longer on Saint Denis will we cry," & @CRLF & _
                "	But Joan la Pucelle shall be France's saint." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come in, and let us banquet royally," & @CRLF & _
                "	After this golden day of victory." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Before Orleans." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Sergeant of a band with two Sentinels]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sergeant	Sirs, take your places and be vigilant:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If any noise or soldier you perceive" & @CRLF & _
                "	Near to the walls, by some apparent sign" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us have knowledge at the court of guard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Sentinel	Sergeant, you shall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Sergeant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		Thus are poor servitors," & @CRLF & _
                "	When others sleep upon their quiet beds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Constrain'd to watch in darkness, rain and cold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TALBOT, BEDFORD, BURGUNDY, and Forces, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	scaling-ladders, their drums beating a dead march]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Lord Regent, and redoubted Burgundy," & @CRLF & _
                "	By whose approach the regions of Artois," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wallon and Picardy are friends to us," & @CRLF & _
                "	This happy night the Frenchmen are secure," & @CRLF & _
                "	Having all day caroused and banqueted:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Embrace we then this opportunity" & @CRLF & _
                "	As fitting best to quittance their deceit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Contrived by art and baleful sorcery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEDFORD	Coward of France! how much he wrongs his fame," & @CRLF & _
                "	Despairing of his own arm's fortitude," & @CRLF & _
                "	To join with witches and the help of hell!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	Traitors have never other company." & @CRLF & _
                "	But what's that Pucelle whom they term so pure?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	A maid, they say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEDFORD	                  A maid! and be so martial!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	Pray God she prove not masculine ere long," & @CRLF & _
                "	If underneath the standard of the French" & @CRLF & _
                "	She carry armour as she hath begun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Well, let them practise and converse with spirits:" & @CRLF & _
                "	God is our fortress, in whose conquering name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us resolve to scale their flinty bulwarks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEDFORD	Ascend, brave Talbot; we will follow thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Not all together: better far, I guess," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we do make our entrance several ways;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, if it chance the one of us do fail," & @CRLF & _
                "	The other yet may rise against their force." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEDFORD	Agreed: I'll to yond corner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	And I to this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	And here will Talbot mount, or make his grave." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, Salisbury, for thee, and for the right" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of English Henry, shall this night appear" & @CRLF & _
                "	How much in duty I am bound to both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sentinels	Arm! arm! the enemy doth make assault!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Cry: 'St. George,' 'A Talbot.']" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The French leap over the walls in their shirts." & @CRLF & _
                "	Enter, several ways, the BASTARD OF ORLEANS," & @CRLF & _
                "	ALENCON, and REIGNIER, half ready, and half unready]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALENCON	How now, my lords! what, all unready so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD OF ORLEANS	Unready! ay, and glad we 'scaped so well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	'Twas time, I trow, to wake and leave our beds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hearing alarums at our chamber-doors." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALENCON	Of all exploits since first I follow'd arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ne'er heard I of a warlike enterprise" & @CRLF & _
                "	More venturous or desperate than this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD OF ORLEANS	I think this Talbot be a fiend of hell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	If not of hell, the heavens, sure, favour him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALENCON	Here cometh Charles: I marvel how he sped." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD OF ORLEANS	Tut, holy Joan was his defensive guard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CHARLES and JOAN LA PUCELLE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Is this thy cunning, thou deceitful dame?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Didst thou at first, to flatter us withal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make us partakers of a little gain," & @CRLF & _
                "	That now our loss might be ten times so much?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Wherefore is Charles impatient with his friend!" & @CRLF & _
                "	At all times will you have my power alike?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sleeping or waking must I still prevail," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or will you blame and lay the fault on me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Improvident soldiers! had your watch been good," & @CRLF & _
                "	This sudden mischief never could have fall'n." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Duke of Alencon, this was your default," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, being captain of the watch to-night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did look no better to that weighty charge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALENCON	Had all your quarters been as safely kept" & @CRLF & _
                "	As that whereof I had the government," & @CRLF & _
                "	We had not been thus shamefully surprised." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD OF ORLEANS	Mine was secure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	                  And so was mine, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	And, for myself, most part of all this night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Within her quarter and mine own precinct" & @CRLF & _
                "	I was employ'd in passing to and fro," & @CRLF & _
                "	About relieving of the sentinels:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then how or which way should they first break in?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Question, my lords, no further of the case," & @CRLF & _
                "	How or which way: 'tis sure they found some place" & @CRLF & _
                "	But weakly guarded, where the breach was made." & @CRLF & _
                "	And now there rests no other shift but this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To gather our soldiers, scatter'd and dispersed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And lay new platforms to endamage them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Enter an English Soldier, crying 'A" & @CRLF & _
                "	Talbot! a Talbot!' They fly, leaving their" & @CRLF & _
                "	clothes behind]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soldier	I'll be so bold to take what they have left." & @CRLF & _
                "	The cry of Talbot serves me for a sword;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I have loaden me with many spoils," & @CRLF & _
                "	Using no other weapon but his name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Orleans. Within the town." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TALBOT, BEDFORD, BURGUNDY, a Captain, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEDFORD	The day begins to break, and night is fled," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose pitchy mantle over-veil'd the earth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here sound retreat, and cease our hot pursuit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Retreat sounded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Bring forth the body of old Salisbury," & @CRLF & _
                "	And here advance it in the market-place," & @CRLF & _
                "	The middle centre of this cursed town." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now have I paid my vow unto his soul;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For every drop of blood was drawn from him," & @CRLF & _
                "	There hath at least five Frenchmen died tonight." & @CRLF & _
                "	And that hereafter ages may behold" & @CRLF & _
                "	What ruin happen'd in revenge of him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Within their chiefest temple I'll erect" & @CRLF & _
                "	A tomb, wherein his corpse shall be interr'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the which, that every one may read," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be engraved the sack of Orleans," & @CRLF & _
                "	The treacherous manner of his mournful death" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what a terror he had been to France." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, lords, in all our bloody massacre," & @CRLF & _
                "	I muse we met not with the Dauphin's grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	His new-come champion, virtuous Joan of Arc," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor any of his false confederates." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEDFORD	'Tis thought, Lord Talbot, when the fight began," & @CRLF & _
                "	Roused on the sudden from their drowsy beds," & @CRLF & _
                "	They did amongst the troops of armed men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leap o'er the walls for refuge in the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	Myself, as far as I could well discern" & @CRLF & _
                "	For smoke and dusky vapours of the night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Am sure I scared the Dauphin and his trull," & @CRLF & _
                "	When arm in arm they both came swiftly running," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to a pair of loving turtle-doves" & @CRLF & _
                "	That could not live asunder day or night." & @CRLF & _
                "	After that things are set in order here," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll follow them with all the power we have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	All hail, my lords! which of this princely train" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call ye the warlike Talbot, for his acts" & @CRLF & _
                "	So much applauded through the realm of France?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Here is the Talbot: who would speak with him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	The virtuous lady, Countess of Auvergne," & @CRLF & _
                "	With modesty admiring thy renown," & @CRLF & _
                "	By me entreats, great lord, thou wouldst vouchsafe" & @CRLF & _
                "	To visit her poor castle where she lies," & @CRLF & _
                "	That she may boast she hath beheld the man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose glory fills the world with loud report." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	Is it even so? Nay, then, I see our wars" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will turn unto a peaceful comic sport," & @CRLF & _
                "	When ladies crave to be encounter'd with." & @CRLF & _
                "	You may not, my lord, despise her gentle suit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Ne'er trust me then; for when a world of men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could not prevail with all their oratory," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet hath a woman's kindness over-ruled:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore tell her I return great thanks," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in submission will attend on her." & @CRLF & _
                "	Will not your honours bear me company?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEDFORD	No, truly; it is more than manners will:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I have heard it said, unbidden guests" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are often welcomest when they are gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Well then, alone, since there's no remedy," & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean to prove this lady's courtesy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come hither, captain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Whispers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		You perceive my mind?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	I do, my lord, and mean accordingly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Auvergne. The COUNTESS's castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the COUNTESS and her Porter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF AUVERGNE	Porter, remember what I gave in charge;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when you have done so, bring the keys to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Porter	Madam, I will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF AUVERGNE	The plot is laid: if all things fall out right," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall as famous be by this exploit" & @CRLF & _
                "	As Scythian Tomyris by Cyrus' death." & @CRLF & _
                "	Great is the rumor of this dreadful knight," & @CRLF & _
                "	And his achievements of no less account:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fain would mine eyes be witness with mine ears," & @CRLF & _
                "	To give their censure of these rare reports." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Messenger and TALBOT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	According as your ladyship desired," & @CRLF & _
                "	By message craved, so is Lord Talbot come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF AUVERGNE	And he is welcome. What! is this the man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Madam, it is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF AUVERGNE	                  Is this the scourge of France?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is this the Talbot, so much fear'd abroad" & @CRLF & _
                "	That with his name the mothers still their babes?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I see report is fabulous and false:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I thought I should have seen some Hercules," & @CRLF & _
                "	A second Hector, for his grim aspect," & @CRLF & _
                "	And large proportion of his strong-knit limbs." & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, this is a child, a silly dwarf!" & @CRLF & _
                "	It cannot be this weak and writhled shrimp" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should strike such terror to his enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Madam, I have been bold to trouble you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But since your ladyship is not at leisure," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll sort some other time to visit you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF AUVERGNE	What means he now? Go ask him whither he goes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Stay, my Lord Talbot; for my lady craves" & @CRLF & _
                "	To know the cause of your abrupt departure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Marry, for that she's in a wrong belief," & @CRLF & _
                "	I go to certify her Talbot's here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Porter with keys]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF AUVERGNE	If thou be he, then art thou prisoner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Prisoner! to whom?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF AUVERGNE	To me, blood-thirsty lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for that cause I trained thee to my house." & @CRLF & _
                "	Long time thy shadow hath been thrall to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	For in my gallery thy picture hangs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But now the substance shall endure the like," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will chain these legs and arms of thine," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hast by tyranny these many years" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wasted our country, slain our citizens" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sent our sons and husbands captivate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Ha, ha, ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF AUVERGNE	Laughest thou, wretch? thy mirth shall turn to moan." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	I laugh to see your ladyship so fond" & @CRLF & _
                "	To think that you have aught but Talbot's shadow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereon to practise your severity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF AUVERGNE	Why, art not thou the man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	I am indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF AUVERGNE	Then have I substance too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	No, no, I am but shadow of myself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are deceived, my substance is not here;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For what you see is but the smallest part" & @CRLF & _
                "	And least proportion of humanity:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I tell you, madam, were the whole frame here," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is of such a spacious lofty pitch," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your roof were not sufficient to contain't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF AUVERGNE	This is a riddling merchant for the nonce;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He will be here, and yet he is not here:" & @CRLF & _
                "	How can these contrarieties agree?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	That will I show you presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Winds his horn. Drums strike up: a peal of" & @CRLF & _
                "	ordnance. Enter soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How say you, madam? are you now persuaded" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Talbot is but shadow of himself?" & @CRLF & _
                "	These are his substance, sinews, arms and strength," & @CRLF & _
                "	With which he yoketh your rebellious necks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Razeth your cities and subverts your towns" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in a moment makes them desolate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF AUVERGNE	Victorious Talbot! pardon my abuse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I find thou art no less than fame hath bruited" & @CRLF & _
                "	And more than may be gather'd by thy shape." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let my presumption not provoke thy wrath;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am sorry that with reverence" & @CRLF & _
                "	I did not entertain thee as thou art." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Be not dismay'd, fair lady; nor misconstrue" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mind of Talbot, as you did mistake" & @CRLF & _
                "	The outward composition of his body." & @CRLF & _
                "	What you have done hath not offended me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor other satisfaction do I crave," & @CRLF & _
                "	But only, with your patience, that we may" & @CRLF & _
                "	Taste of your wine and see what cates you have;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For soldiers' stomachs always serve them well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF AUVERGNE	With all my heart, and think me honoured" & @CRLF & _
                "	To feast so great a warrior in my house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	London. The Temple-garden." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Earls of SOMERSET, SUFFOLK, and WARWICK;" & @CRLF & _
                "	RICHARD PLANTAGENET, VERNON, and another Lawyer]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	Great lords and gentlemen, what means this silence?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dare no man answer in a case of truth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Within the Temple-hall we were too loud;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The garden here is more convenient." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	Then say at once if I maintain'd the truth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else was wrangling Somerset in the error?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Faith, I have been a truant in the law," & @CRLF & _
                "	And never yet could frame my will to it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore frame the law unto my will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	Judge you, my Lord of Warwick, then, between us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Between two hawks, which flies the higher pitch;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between two dogs, which hath the deeper mouth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between two blades, which bears the better temper:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between two horses, which doth bear him best;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between two girls, which hath the merriest eye;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have perhaps some shallow spirit of judgement;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in these nice sharp quillets of the law," & @CRLF & _
                "	Good faith, I am no wiser than a daw." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	Tut, tut, here is a mannerly forbearance:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The truth appears so naked on my side" & @CRLF & _
                "	That any purblind eye may find it out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	And on my side it is so well apparell'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	So clear, so shining and so evident" & @CRLF & _
                "	That it will glimmer through a blind man's eye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	Since you are tongue-tied and so loath to speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	In dumb significants proclaim your thoughts:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him that is a true-born gentleman" & @CRLF & _
                "	And stands upon the honour of his birth," & @CRLF & _
                "	If he suppose that I have pleaded truth," & @CRLF & _
                "	From off this brier pluck a white rose with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	Let him that is no coward nor no flatterer," & @CRLF & _
                "	But dare maintain the party of the truth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pluck a red rose from off this thorn with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	I love no colours, and without all colour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of base insinuating flattery" & @CRLF & _
                "	I pluck this white rose with Plantagenet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	I pluck this red rose with young Somerset" & @CRLF & _
                "	And say withal I think he held the right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	Stay, lords and gentlemen, and pluck no more," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till you conclude that he upon whose side" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fewest roses are cropp'd from the tree" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall yield the other in the right opinion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	Good Master Vernon, it is well objected:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I have fewest, I subscribe in silence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	And I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	Then for the truth and plainness of the case." & @CRLF & _
                "	I pluck this pale and maiden blossom here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Giving my verdict on the white rose side." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	Prick not your finger as you pluck it off," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest bleeding you do paint the white rose red" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fall on my side so, against your will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	If I my lord, for my opinion bleed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Opinion shall be surgeon to my hurt" & @CRLF & _
                "	And keep me on the side where still I am." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	Well, well, come on: who else?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lawyer	Unless my study and my books be false," & @CRLF & _
                "	The argument you held was wrong in you:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To SOMERSET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	In sign whereof I pluck a white rose too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	Now, Somerset, where is your argument?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	Here in my scabbard, meditating that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall dye your white rose in a bloody red." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	Meantime your cheeks do counterfeit our roses;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For pale they look with fear, as witnessing" & @CRLF & _
                "	The truth on our side." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	No, Plantagenet," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not for fear but anger that thy cheeks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blush for pure shame to counterfeit our roses," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet thy tongue will not confess thy error." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	Hath not thy rose a canker, Somerset?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	Hath not thy rose a thorn, Plantagenet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	Ay, sharp and piercing, to maintain his truth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles thy consuming canker eats his falsehood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	Well, I'll find friends to wear my bleeding roses," & @CRLF & _
                "	That shall maintain what I have said is true," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where false Plantagenet dare not be seen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	Now, by this maiden blossom in my hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	I scorn thee and thy fashion, peevish boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Turn not thy scorns this way, Plantagenet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	Proud Pole, I will, and scorn both him and thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	I'll turn my part thereof into thy throat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	Away, away, good William de la Pole!" & @CRLF & _
                "	We grace the yeoman by conversing with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Now, by God's will, thou wrong'st him, Somerset;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His grandfather was Lionel Duke of Clarence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Third son to the third Edward King of England:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Spring crestless yeomen from so deep a root?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	He bears him on the place's privilege," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or durst not, for his craven heart, say thus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	By him that made me, I'll maintain my words" & @CRLF & _
                "	On any plot of ground in Christendom." & @CRLF & _
                "	Was not thy father, Richard Earl of Cambridge," & @CRLF & _
                "	For treason executed in our late king's days?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, by his treason, stand'st not thou attainted," & @CRLF & _
                "	Corrupted, and exempt from ancient gentry?" & @CRLF & _
                "	His trespass yet lives guilty in thy blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, till thou be restored, thou art a yeoman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	My father was attached, not attainted," & @CRLF & _
                "	Condemn'd to die for treason, but no traitor;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that I'll prove on better men than Somerset," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were growing time once ripen'd to my will." & @CRLF & _
                "	For your partaker Pole and you yourself," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll note you in my book of memory," & @CRLF & _
                "	To scourge you for this apprehension:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look to it well and say you are well warn'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	Ah, thou shalt find us ready for thee still;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And know us by these colours for thy foes," & @CRLF & _
                "	For these my friends in spite of thee shall wear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	And, by my soul, this pale and angry rose," & @CRLF & _
                "	As cognizance of my blood-drinking hate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will I for ever and my faction wear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Until it wither with me to my grave" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or flourish to the height of my degree." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Go forward and be choked with thy ambition!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so farewell until I meet thee next." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	Have with thee, Pole. Farewell, ambitious Richard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	How I am braved and must perforce endure it!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	This blot that they object against your house" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be wiped out in the next parliament" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call'd for the truce of Winchester and Gloucester;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if thou be not then created York," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not live to be accounted Warwick." & @CRLF & _
                "	Meantime, in signal of my love to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Against proud Somerset and William Pole," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will I upon thy party wear this rose:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here I prophesy: this brawl to-day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grown to this faction in the Temple-garden," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall send between the red rose and the white" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thousand souls to death and deadly night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	Good Master Vernon, I am bound to you," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you on my behalf would pluck a flower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	In your behalf still will I wear the same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lawyer	And so will I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	Thanks, gentle sir." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, let us four to dinner: I dare say" & @CRLF & _
                "	This quarrel will drink blood another day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	The Tower of London." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MORTIMER, brought in a chair, and Gaolers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTIMER	Kind keepers of my weak decaying age," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let dying Mortimer here rest himself." & @CRLF & _
                "	Even like a man new haled from the rack," & @CRLF & _
                "	So fare my limbs with long imprisonment." & @CRLF & _
                "	And these grey locks, the pursuivants of death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nestor-like aged in an age of care," & @CRLF & _
                "	Argue the end of Edmund Mortimer." & @CRLF & _
                "	These eyes, like lamps whose wasting oil is spent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wax dim, as drawing to their exigent;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Weak shoulders, overborne with burthening grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	And pithless arms, like to a wither'd vine" & @CRLF & _
                "	That droops his sapless branches to the ground;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet are these feet, whose strengthless stay is numb," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unable to support this lump of clay," & @CRLF & _
                "	Swift-winged with desire to get a grave," & @CRLF & _
                "	As witting I no other comfort have." & @CRLF & _
                "	But tell me, keeper, will my nephew come?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gaoler	Richard Plantagenet, my lord, will come:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We sent unto the Temple, unto his chamber;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And answer was return'd that he will come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTIMER	Enough: my soul shall then be satisfied." & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor gentleman! his wrong doth equal mine." & @CRLF & _
                "	Since Henry Monmouth first began to reign," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before whose glory I was great in arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	This loathsome sequestration have I had:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And even since then hath Richard been obscured," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deprived of honour and inheritance." & @CRLF & _
                "	But now the arbitrator of despairs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Just death, kind umpire of men's miseries," & @CRLF & _
                "	With sweet enlargement doth dismiss me hence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would his troubles likewise were expired," & @CRLF & _
                "	That so he might recover what was lost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter RICHARD PLANTAGENET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gaoler	My lord, your loving nephew now is come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTIMER	Richard Plantagenet, my friend, is he come?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	Ay, noble uncle, thus ignobly used," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your nephew, late despised Richard, comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTIMER	Direct mine arms I may embrace his neck," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in his bosom spend my latter gasp:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, tell me when my lips do touch his cheeks," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I may kindly give one fainting kiss." & @CRLF & _
                "	And now declare, sweet stem from York's great stock," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why didst thou say, of late thou wert despised?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	First, lean thine aged back against mine arm;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in that ease, I'll tell thee my disease." & @CRLF & _
                "	This day, in argument upon a case," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some words there grew 'twixt Somerset and me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Among which terms he used his lavish tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	And did upbraid me with my father's death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which obloquy set bars before my tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Else with the like I had requited him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, good uncle, for my father's sake," & @CRLF & _
                "	In honour of a true Plantagenet" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for alliance sake, declare the cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father, Earl of Cambridge, lost his head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTIMER	That cause, fair nephew, that imprison'd me" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hath detain'd me all my flowering youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within a loathsome dungeon, there to pine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was cursed instrument of his decease." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	Discover more at large what cause that was," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am ignorant and cannot guess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTIMER	I will, if that my fading breath permit" & @CRLF & _
                "	And death approach not ere my tale be done." & @CRLF & _
                "	Henry the Fourth, grandfather to this king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deposed his nephew Richard, Edward's son," & @CRLF & _
                "	The first-begotten and the lawful heir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Edward king, the third of that descent:" & @CRLF & _
                "	During whose reign the Percies of the north," & @CRLF & _
                "	Finding his usurpation most unjust," & @CRLF & _
                "	Endeavor'd my advancement to the throne:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The reason moved these warlike lords to this" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was, for that--young King Richard thus removed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Leaving no heir begotten of his body--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I was the next by birth and parentage;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For by my mother I derived am" & @CRLF & _
                "	From Lionel Duke of Clarence, the third son" & @CRLF & _
                "	To King Edward the Third; whereas he" & @CRLF & _
                "	From John of Gaunt doth bring his pedigree," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being but fourth of that heroic line." & @CRLF & _
                "	But mark: as in this haughty attempt" & @CRLF & _
                "	They laboured to plant the rightful heir," & @CRLF & _
                "	I lost my liberty and they their lives." & @CRLF & _
                "	Long after this, when Henry the Fifth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Succeeding his father Bolingbroke, did reign," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy father, Earl of Cambridge, then derived" & @CRLF & _
                "	From famous Edmund Langley, Duke of York," & @CRLF & _
                "	Marrying my sister that thy mother was," & @CRLF & _
                "	Again in pity of my hard distress" & @CRLF & _
                "	Levied an army, weening to redeem" & @CRLF & _
                "	And have install'd me in the diadem:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, as the rest, so fell that noble earl" & @CRLF & _
                "	And was beheaded. Thus the Mortimers," & @CRLF & _
                "	In whom the tide rested, were suppress'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	Of which, my lord, your honour is the last." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTIMER	True; and thou seest that I no issue have" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that my fainting words do warrant death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art my heir; the rest I wish thee gather:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet be wary in thy studious care." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	Thy grave admonishments prevail with me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet, methinks, my father's execution" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was nothing less than bloody tyranny." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTIMER	With silence, nephew, be thou politic:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strong-fixed is the house of Lancaster," & @CRLF & _
                "	And like a mountain, not to be removed." & @CRLF & _
                "	But now thy uncle is removing hence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As princes do their courts, when they are cloy'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With long continuance in a settled place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	O, uncle, would some part of my young years" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might but redeem the passage of your age!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTIMER	Thou dost then wrong me, as that slaughterer doth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which giveth many wounds when one will kill." & @CRLF & _
                "	Mourn not, except thou sorrow for my good;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only give order for my funeral:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so farewell, and fair be all thy hopes" & @CRLF & _
                "	And prosperous be thy life in peace and war!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	And peace, no war, befall thy parting soul!" & @CRLF & _
                "	In prison hast thou spent a pilgrimage" & @CRLF & _
                "	And like a hermit overpass'd thy days." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, I will lock his counsel in my breast;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what I do imagine let that rest." & @CRLF & _
                "	Keepers, convey him hence, and I myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will see his burial better than his life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Gaolers, bearing out the body of MORTIMER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here dies the dusky torch of Mortimer," & @CRLF & _
                "	Choked with ambition of the meaner sort:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for those wrongs, those bitter injuries," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which Somerset hath offer'd to my house:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I doubt not but with honour to redress;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore haste I to the parliament," & @CRLF & _
                "	Either to be restored to my blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or make my ill the advantage of my good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	London. The Parliament-house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter KING HENRY VI, EXETER, GLOUCESTER," & @CRLF & _
                "	WARWICK, SOMERSET, and SUFFOLK; the BISHOP OF" & @CRLF & _
                "	WINCHESTER, RICHARD PLANTAGENET, and others." & @CRLF & _
                "	GLOUCESTER offers to put up a bill; BISHOP OF" & @CRLF & _
                "	WINCHESTER snatches it, and tears it]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	Comest thou with deep premeditated lines," & @CRLF & _
                "	With written pamphlets studiously devised," & @CRLF & _
                "	Humphrey of Gloucester? If thou canst accuse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or aught intend'st to lay unto my charge," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do it without invention, suddenly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I with sudden and extemporal speech" & @CRLF & _
                "	Purpose to answer what thou canst object." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Presumptuous priest! this place commands my patience," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or thou shouldst find thou hast dishonour'd me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Think not, although in writing I preferr'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The manner of thy vile outrageous crimes," & @CRLF & _
                "	That therefore I have forged, or am not able" & @CRLF & _
                "	Verbatim to rehearse the method of my pen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, prelate; such is thy audacious wickedness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy lewd, pestiferous and dissentious pranks," & @CRLF & _
                "	As very infants prattle of thy pride." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art a most pernicious usurer," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forward by nature, enemy to peace;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lascivious, wanton, more than well beseems" & @CRLF & _
                "	A man of thy profession and degree;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for thy treachery, what's more manifest?" & @CRLF & _
                "	In that thou laid'st a trap to take my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	As well at London bridge as at the Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "	Beside, I fear me, if thy thoughts were sifted," & @CRLF & _
                "	The king, thy sovereign, is not quite exempt" & @CRLF & _
                "	From envious malice of thy swelling heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	Gloucester, I do defy thee. Lords, vouchsafe" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give me hearing what I shall reply." & @CRLF & _
                "	If I were covetous, ambitious or perverse," & @CRLF & _
                "	As he will have me, how am I so poor?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or how haps it I seek not to advance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or raise myself, but keep my wonted calling?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for dissension, who preferreth peace" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than I do?--except I be provoked." & @CRLF & _
                "	No, my good lords, it is not that offends;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is not that that hath incensed the duke:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is, because no one should sway but he;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No one but he should be about the king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that engenders thunder in his breast" & @CRLF & _
                "	And makes him roar these accusations forth." & @CRLF & _
                "	But he shall know I am as good--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	As good!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou bastard of my grandfather!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	Ay, lordly sir; for what are you, I pray," & @CRLF & _
                "	But one imperious in another's throne?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Am I not protector, saucy priest?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	And am not I a prelate of the church?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Yes, as an outlaw in a castle keeps" & @CRLF & _
                "	And useth it to patronage his theft." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	Unreverent Gloster!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Thou art reverent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Touching thy spiritual function, not thy life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	Rome shall remedy this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Roam thither, then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	My lord, it were your duty to forbear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Ay, see the bishop be not overborne." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	Methinks my lord should be religious" & @CRLF & _
                "	And know the office that belongs to such." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Methinks his lordship should be humbler;" & @CRLF & _
                "	it fitteth not a prelate so to plead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	Yes, when his holy state is touch'd so near." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	State holy or unhallow'd, what of that?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not his grace protector to the king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	[Aside]  Plantagenet, I see, must hold his tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest it be said 'Speak, sirrah, when you should;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must your bold verdict enter talk with lords?'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Else would I have a fling at Winchester." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Uncles of Gloucester and of Winchester," & @CRLF & _
                "	The special watchmen of our English weal," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would prevail, if prayers might prevail," & @CRLF & _
                "	To join your hearts in love and amity." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, what a scandal is it to our crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	That two such noble peers as ye should jar!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Believe me, lords, my tender years can tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	Civil dissension is a viperous worm" & @CRLF & _
                "	That gnaws the bowels of the commonwealth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A noise within, 'Down with the tawny-coats!']" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What tumult's this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	An uproar, I dare warrant," & @CRLF & _
                "	Begun through malice of the bishop's men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A noise again, 'Stones! stones!' Enter Mayor]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Mayor	O, my good lords, and virtuous Henry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pity the city of London, pity us!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The bishop and the Duke of Gloucester's men," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forbidden late to carry any weapon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have fill'd their pockets full of pebble stones" & @CRLF & _
                "	And banding themselves in contrary parts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do pelt so fast at one another's pate" & @CRLF & _
                "	That many have their giddy brains knock'd out:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our windows are broke down in every street" & @CRLF & _
                "	And we for fear compell'd to shut our shops." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Serving-men, in skirmish, with bloody pates]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	We charge you, on allegiance to ourself," & @CRLF & _
                "	To hold your slaughtering hands and keep the peace." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray, uncle Gloucester, mitigate this strife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Serving-man	Nay, if we be forbidden stones," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll fall to it with our teeth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Serving-man	Do what ye dare, we are as resolute." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Skirmish again]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	You of my household, leave this peevish broil" & @CRLF & _
                "	And set this unaccustom'd fight aside." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Serving-man	My lord, we know your grace to be a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Just and upright; and, for your royal birth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Inferior to none but to his majesty:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ere that we will suffer such a prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	So kind a father of the commonweal," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be disgraced by an inkhorn mate," & @CRLF & _
                "	We and our wives and children all will fight" & @CRLF & _
                "	And have our bodies slaughtered by thy foes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Serving-man	Ay, and the very parings of our nails" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall pitch a field when we are dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Begin again]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Stay, stay, I say!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if you love me, as you say you do," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me persuade you to forbear awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	O, how this discord doth afflict my soul!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can you, my Lord of Winchester, behold" & @CRLF & _
                "	My sighs and tears and will not once relent?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who should be pitiful, if you be not?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or who should study to prefer a peace." & @CRLF & _
                "	If holy churchmen take delight in broils?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Yield, my lord protector; yield, Winchester;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Except you mean with obstinate repulse" & @CRLF & _
                "	To slay your sovereign and destroy the realm." & @CRLF & _
                "	You see what mischief and what murder too" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath been enacted through your enmity;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then be at peace except ye thirst for blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	He shall submit, or I will never yield." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Compassion on the king commands me stoop;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I would see his heart out, ere the priest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should ever get that privilege of me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Behold, my Lord of Winchester, the duke" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath banish'd moody discontented fury," & @CRLF & _
                "	As by his smoothed brows it doth appear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why look you still so stern and tragical?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Here, Winchester, I offer thee my hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Fie, uncle Beaufort! I have heard you preach" & @CRLF & _
                "	That malice was a great and grievous sin;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And will not you maintain the thing you teach," & @CRLF & _
                "	But prove a chief offender in the same?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Sweet king! the bishop hath a kindly gird." & @CRLF & _
                "	For shame, my lord of Winchester, relent!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, shall a child instruct you what to do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	Well, Duke of Gloucester, I will yield to thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Love for thy love and hand for hand I give." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Aside]  Ay, but, I fear me, with a hollow heart.--" & @CRLF & _
                "	See here, my friends and loving countrymen," & @CRLF & _
                "	This token serveth for a flag of truce" & @CRLF & _
                "	Betwixt ourselves and all our followers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So help me God, as I dissemble not!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	[Aside]  So help me God, as I intend it not!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	O, loving uncle, kind Duke of Gloucester," & @CRLF & _
                "	How joyful am I made by this contract!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Away, my masters! trouble us no more;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But join in friendship, as your lords have done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Serving-man	Content: I'll to the surgeon's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Serving-man	And so will I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Serving-man	And I will see what physic the tavern affords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Serving-men, Mayor, &c]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Accept this scroll, most gracious sovereign," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which in the right of Richard Plantagenet" & @CRLF & _
                "	We do exhibit to your majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Well urged, my Lord of Warwick: or sweet prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	And if your grace mark every circumstance," & @CRLF & _
                "	You have great reason to do Richard right;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Especially for those occasions" & @CRLF & _
                "	At Eltham Place I told your majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	And those occasions, uncle, were of force:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, my loving lords, our pleasure is" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Richard be restored to his blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Let Richard be restored to his blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So shall his father's wrongs be recompensed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	As will the rest, so willeth Winchester." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	If Richard will be true, not that alone" & @CRLF & _
                "	But all the whole inheritance I give" & @CRLF & _
                "	That doth belong unto the house of York," & @CRLF & _
                "	From whence you spring by lineal descent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	Thy humble servant vows obedience" & @CRLF & _
                "	And humble service till the point of death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Stoop then and set your knee against my foot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in reguerdon of that duty done," & @CRLF & _
                "	I gird thee with the valiant sword of York:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rise Richard, like a true Plantagenet," & @CRLF & _
                "	And rise created princely Duke of York." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	And so thrive Richard as thy foes may fall!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And as my duty springs, so perish they" & @CRLF & _
                "	That grudge one thought against your majesty!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	Welcome, high prince, the mighty Duke of York!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	[Aside]  Perish, base prince, ignoble Duke of York!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Now will it best avail your majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	To cross the seas and to be crown'd in France:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The presence of a king engenders love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Amongst his subjects and his loyal friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	As it disanimates his enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	When Gloucester says the word, King Henry goes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For friendly counsel cuts off many foes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Your ships already are in readiness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sennet. Flourish. Exeunt all but EXETER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	Ay, we may march in England or in France," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not seeing what is likely to ensue." & @CRLF & _
                "	This late dissension grown betwixt the peers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Burns under feigned ashes of forged love" & @CRLF & _
                "	And will at last break out into a flame:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As fester'd members rot but by degree," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till bones and flesh and sinews fall away," & @CRLF & _
                "	So will this base and envious discord breed." & @CRLF & _
                "	And now I fear that fatal prophecy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which in the time of Henry named the Fifth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was in the mouth of every sucking babe;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Henry born at Monmouth should win all" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Henry born at Windsor lose all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is so plain that Exeter doth wish" & @CRLF & _
                "	His days may finish ere that hapless time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	France. Before Rouen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JOAN LA PUCELLE disguised, with four Soldiers" & @CRLF & _
                "	with sacks upon their backs]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	These are the city gates, the gates of Rouen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Through which our policy must make a breach:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take heed, be wary how you place your words;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Talk like the vulgar sort of market men" & @CRLF & _
                "	That come to gather money for their corn." & @CRLF & _
                "	If we have entrance, as I hope we shall," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that we find the slothful watch but weak," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll by a sign give notice to our friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Charles the Dauphin may encounter them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Our sacks shall be a mean to sack the city," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we be lords and rulers over Rouen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore we'll knock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocks]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Watch	[Within]  Qui est la?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Paysans, pauvres gens de France;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor market folks that come to sell their corn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Watch	Enter, go in; the market bell is rung." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Now, Rouen, I'll shake thy bulwarks to the ground." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CHARLES, the BASTARD OF ORLEANS, ALENCON," & @CRLF & _
                "	REIGNIER, and forces]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Saint Denis bless this happy stratagem!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And once again we'll sleep secure in Rouen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD OF ORLEANS	Here enter'd Pucelle and her practisants;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now she is there, how will she specify" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is the best and safest passage in?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	By thrusting out a torch from yonder tower;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, once discern'd, shows that her meaning is," & @CRLF & _
                "	No way to that, for weakness, which she enter'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JOAN LA PUCELLE on the top, thrusting out a" & @CRLF & _
                "	torch burning]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Behold, this is the happy wedding torch" & @CRLF & _
                "	That joineth Rouen unto her countrymen," & @CRLF & _
                "	But burning fatal to the Talbotites!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD OF ORLEANS	See, noble Charles, the beacon of our friend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The burning torch in yonder turret stands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Now shine it like a comet of revenge," & @CRLF & _
                "	A prophet to the fall of all our foes!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	Defer no time, delays have dangerous ends;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Enter, and cry 'The Dauphin!' presently," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then do execution on the watch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[An alarum. Enter TALBOT in an excursion]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	France, thou shalt rue this treason with thy tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	If Talbot but survive thy treachery." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pucelle, that witch, that damned sorceress," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath wrought this hellish mischief unawares," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hardly we escaped the pride of France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[An alarum: excursions. BEDFORD, brought in sick" & @CRLF & _
                "	in a chair. Enter TALBOT and BURGUNDY without:" & @CRLF & _
                "	within JOAN LA PUCELLE, CHARLES, BASTARD OF ORLEANS," & @CRLF & _
                "	ALENCON, and REIGNIER, on the walls]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Good morrow, gallants! want ye corn for bread?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I think the Duke of Burgundy will fast" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before he'll buy again at such a rate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twas full of darnel; do you like the taste?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	Scoff on, vile fiend and shameless courtezan!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I trust ere long to choke thee with thine own" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make thee curse the harvest of that corn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Your grace may starve perhaps before that time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEDFORD	O, let no words, but deeds, revenge this treason!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	What will you do, good grey-beard? break a lance," & @CRLF & _
                "	And run a tilt at death within a chair?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Foul fiend of France, and hag of all despite," & @CRLF & _
                "	Encompass'd with thy lustful paramours!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Becomes it thee to taunt his valiant age" & @CRLF & _
                "	And twit with cowardice a man half dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Damsel, I'll have a bout with you again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else let Talbot perish with this shame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Are ye so hot, sir? yet, Pucelle, hold thy peace;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If Talbot do but thunder, rain will follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The English whisper together in council]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	God speed the parliament! who shall be the speaker?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Dare ye come forth and meet us in the field?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Belike your lordship takes us then for fools," & @CRLF & _
                "	To try if that our own be ours or no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	I speak not to that railing Hecate," & @CRLF & _
                "	But unto thee, Alencon, and the rest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will ye, like soldiers, come and fight it out?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALENCON	Signior, no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Signior, hang! base muleters of France!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like peasant foot-boys do they keep the walls" & @CRLF & _
                "	And dare not take up arms like gentlemen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Away, captains! let's get us from the walls;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Talbot means no goodness by his looks." & @CRLF & _
                "	God be wi' you, my lord! we came but to tell you" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we are here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt from the walls]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	And there will we be too, ere it be long," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else reproach be Talbot's greatest fame!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Vow, Burgundy, by honour of thy house," & @CRLF & _
                "	Prick'd on by public wrongs sustain'd in France," & @CRLF & _
                "	Either to get the town again or die:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I, as sure as English Henry lives" & @CRLF & _
                "	And as his father here was conqueror," & @CRLF & _
                "	As sure as in this late-betrayed town" & @CRLF & _
                "	Great Coeur-de-lion's heart was buried," & @CRLF & _
                "	So sure I swear to get the town or die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	My vows are equal partners with thy vows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	But, ere we go, regard this dying prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	The valiant Duke of Bedford. Come, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	We will bestow you in some better place," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fitter for sickness and for crazy age." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEDFORD	Lord Talbot, do not so dishonour me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here will I sit before the walls of Rouen" & @CRLF & _
                "	And will be partner of your weal or woe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	Courageous Bedford, let us now persuade you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEDFORD	Not to be gone from hence; for once I read" & @CRLF & _
                "	That stout Pendragon in his litter sick" & @CRLF & _
                "	Came to the field and vanquished his foes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks I should revive the soldiers' hearts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because I ever found them as myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Undaunted spirit in a dying breast!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then be it so: heavens keep old Bedford safe!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now no more ado, brave Burgundy," & @CRLF & _
                "	But gather we our forces out of hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	And set upon our boasting enemy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but BEDFORD and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[An alarum: excursions. Enter FASTOLFE and" & @CRLF & _
                "	a Captain]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	Whither away, Sir John Fastolfe, in such haste?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FASTOLFE	Whither away! to save myself by flight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We are like to have the overthrow again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	What! will you fly, and leave Lord Talbot?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FASTOLFE	Ay," & @CRLF & _
                "	All the Talbots in the world, to save my life!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	Cowardly knight! ill fortune follow thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Retreat: excursions. JOAN LA PUCELLE, ALENCON," & @CRLF & _
                "	and CHARLES fly]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEDFORD	Now, quiet soul, depart when heaven please," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I have seen our enemies' overthrow." & @CRLF & _
                "	What is the trust or strength of foolish man?" & @CRLF & _
                "	They that of late were daring with their scoffs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are glad and fain by flight to save themselves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[BEDFORD dies, and is carried in by two in his chair]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[An alarum. Re-enter TALBOT, BURGUNDY, and the rest]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Lost, and recover'd in a day again!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is a double honour, Burgundy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet heavens have glory for this victory!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	Warlike and martial Talbot, Burgundy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Enshrines thee in his heart and there erects" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy noble deeds as valour's monuments." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Thanks, gentle duke. But where is Pucelle now?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I think her old familiar is asleep:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now where's the Bastard's braves, and Charles his gleeks?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, all amort? Rouen hangs her head for grief" & @CRLF & _
                "	That such a valiant company are fled." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now will we take some order in the town," & @CRLF & _
                "	Placing therein some expert officers," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then depart to Paris to the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	For there young Henry with his nobles lie." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	What wills Lord Talbot pleaseth Burgundy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	But yet, before we go, let's not forget" & @CRLF & _
                "	The noble Duke of Bedford late deceased," & @CRLF & _
                "	But see his exequies fulfill'd in Rouen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A braver soldier never couched lance," & @CRLF & _
                "	A gentler heart did never sway in court;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But kings and mightiest potentates must die," & @CRLF & _
                "	For that's the end of human misery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The plains near Rouen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CHARLES, the BASTARD OF ORLEANS, ALENCON, JOAN" & @CRLF & _
                "	LA PUCELLE, and forces]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Dismay not, princes, at this accident," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor grieve that Rouen is so recovered:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Care is no cure, but rather corrosive," & @CRLF & _
                "	For things that are not to be remedied." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let frantic Talbot triumph for a while" & @CRLF & _
                "	And like a peacock sweep along his tail;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll pull his plumes and take away his train," & @CRLF & _
                "	If Dauphin and the rest will be but ruled." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	We have been guided by thee hitherto," & @CRLF & _
                "	And of thy cunning had no diffidence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	One sudden foil shall never breed distrust." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD OF ORLEANS	Search out thy wit for secret policies," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we will make thee famous through the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALENCON	We'll set thy statue in some holy place," & @CRLF & _
                "	And have thee reverenced like a blessed saint:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Employ thee then, sweet virgin, for our good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Then thus it must be; this doth Joan devise:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By fair persuasions mix'd with sugar'd words" & @CRLF & _
                "	We will entice the Duke of Burgundy" & @CRLF & _
                "	To leave the Talbot and to follow us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Ay, marry, sweeting, if we could do that," & @CRLF & _
                "	France were no place for Henry's warriors;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor should that nation boast it so with us," & @CRLF & _
                "	But be extirped from our provinces." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALENCON	For ever should they be expulsed from France" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not have title of an earldom here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Your honours shall perceive how I will work" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bring this matter to the wished end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drum sounds afar off]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark! by the sound of drum you may perceive" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their powers are marching unto Paris-ward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Here sound an English march. Enter, and pass over" & @CRLF & _
                "	at a distance, TALBOT and his forces]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	There goes the Talbot, with his colours spread," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the troops of English after him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[French march. Enter BURGUNDY and forces]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now in the rearward comes the duke and his:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fortune in favour makes him lag behind." & @CRLF & _
                "	Summon a parley; we will talk with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpets sound a parley]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	A parley with the Duke of Burgundy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	Who craves a parley with the Burgundy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	The princely Charles of France, thy countryman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	What say'st thou, Charles? for I am marching hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Speak, Pucelle, and enchant him with thy words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Brave Burgundy, undoubted hope of France!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stay, let thy humble handmaid speak to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	Speak on; but be not over-tedious." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Look on thy country, look on fertile France," & @CRLF & _
                "	And see the cities and the towns defaced" & @CRLF & _
                "	By wasting ruin of the cruel foe." & @CRLF & _
                "	As looks the mother on her lowly babe" & @CRLF & _
                "	When death doth close his tender dying eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	See, see the pining malady of France;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Behold the wounds, the most unnatural wounds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which thou thyself hast given her woful breast." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, turn thy edged sword another way;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strike those that hurt, and hurt not those that help." & @CRLF & _
                "	One drop of blood drawn from thy country's bosom" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should grieve thee more than streams of foreign gore:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Return thee therefore with a flood of tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wash away thy country's stained spots." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	Either she hath bewitch'd me with her words," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or nature makes me suddenly relent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Besides, all French and France exclaims on thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doubting thy birth and lawful progeny." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who joint'st thou with but with a lordly nation" & @CRLF & _
                "	That will not trust thee but for profit's sake?" & @CRLF & _
                "	When Talbot hath set footing once in France" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fashion'd thee that instrument of ill," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who then but English Henry will be lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou be thrust out like a fugitive?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call we to mind, and mark but this for proof," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was not the Duke of Orleans thy foe?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And was he not in England prisoner?" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when they heard he was thine enemy," & @CRLF & _
                "	They set him free without his ransom paid," & @CRLF & _
                "	In spite of Burgundy and all his friends." & @CRLF & _
                "	See, then, thou fight'st against thy countrymen" & @CRLF & _
                "	And joint'st with them will be thy slaughtermen." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, come, return; return, thou wandering lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Charles and the rest will take thee in their arms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	I am vanquished; these haughty words of hers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have batter'd me like roaring cannon-shot," & @CRLF & _
                "	And made me almost yield upon my knees." & @CRLF & _
                "	Forgive me, country, and sweet countrymen," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, lords, accept this hearty kind embrace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My forces and my power of men are yours:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So farewell, Talbot; I'll no longer trust thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	[Aside]  Done like a Frenchman: turn, and turn again!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Welcome, brave duke! thy friendship makes us fresh." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD OF ORLEANS	And doth beget new courage in our breasts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALENCON	Pucelle hath bravely play'd her part in this," & @CRLF & _
                "	And doth deserve a coronet of gold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Now let us on, my lords, and join our powers," & @CRLF & _
                "	And seek how we may prejudice the foe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Paris. The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING HENRY VI, GLOUCESTER, BISHOP OF" & @CRLF & _
                "	WINCHESTER, YORK, SUFFOLK, SOMERSET, WARWICK," & @CRLF & _
                "	EXETER, VERNON	BASSET, and others. To them" & @CRLF & _
                "	with his Soldiers, TALBOT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	My gracious prince, and honourable peers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hearing of your arrival in this realm," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have awhile given truce unto my wars," & @CRLF & _
                "	To do my duty to my sovereign:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In sign, whereof, this arm, that hath reclaim'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To your obedience fifty fortresses," & @CRLF & _
                "	Twelve cities and seven walled towns of strength," & @CRLF & _
                "	Beside five hundred prisoners of esteem," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lets fall his sword before your highness' feet," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with submissive loyalty of heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ascribes the glory of his conquest got" & @CRLF & _
                "	First to my God and next unto your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kneels]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Is this the Lord Talbot, uncle Gloucester," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath so long been resident in France?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Yes, if it please your majesty, my liege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Welcome, brave captain and victorious lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I was young, as yet I am not old," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do remember how my father said" & @CRLF & _
                "	A stouter champion never handled sword." & @CRLF & _
                "	Long since we were resolved of your truth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your faithful service and your toil in war;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet never have you tasted our reward," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or been reguerdon'd with so much as thanks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because till now we never saw your face:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, stand up; and, for these good deserts," & @CRLF & _
                "	We here create you Earl of Shrewsbury;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in our coronation take your place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sennet. Flourish. Exeunt all but VERNON and BASSET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	Now, sir, to you, that were so hot at sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	Disgracing of these colours that I wear" & @CRLF & _
                "	In honour of my noble Lord of York:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Darest thou maintain the former words thou spakest?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSET	Yes, sir; as well as you dare patronage" & @CRLF & _
                "	The envious barking of your saucy tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against my lord the Duke of Somerset." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	Sirrah, thy lord I honour as he is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSET	Why, what is he? as good a man as York." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	Hark ye; not so: in witness, take ye that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Strikes him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSET	Villain, thou know'st the law of arms is such" & @CRLF & _
                "	That whoso draws a sword, 'tis present death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else this blow should broach thy dearest blood." & @CRLF & _
                "	But I'll unto his majesty, and crave" & @CRLF & _
                "	I may have liberty to venge this wrong;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou shalt see I'll meet thee to thy cost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	Well, miscreant, I'll be there as soon as you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, after, meet you sooner than you would." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Paris. A hall of state." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING HENRY VI, GLOUCESTER, BISHOP OF" & @CRLF & _
                "	WINCHESTER, YORK, SUFFOLK, SOMERSET, WARWICK," & @CRLF & _
                "	TALBOT, EXETER, the Governor, of Paris, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Lord bishop, set the crown upon his head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	God save King Henry, of that name the sixth!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Now, governor of Paris, take your oath," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you elect no other king but him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Esteem none friends but such as are his friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	And none your foes but such as shall pretend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Malicious practises against his state:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This shall ye do, so help you righteous God!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FASTOLFE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FASTOLFE	My gracious sovereign, as I rode from Calais," & @CRLF & _
                "	To haste unto your coronation," & @CRLF & _
                "	A letter was deliver'd to my hands," & @CRLF & _
                "	Writ to your grace from the Duke of Burgundy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Shame to the Duke of Burgundy and thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I vow'd, base knight, when I did meet thee next," & @CRLF & _
                "	To tear the garter from thy craven's leg," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Plucking it off]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I have done, because unworthily" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wast installed in that high degree." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pardon me, princely Henry, and the rest" & @CRLF & _
                "	This dastard, at the battle of Patay," & @CRLF & _
                "	When but in all I was six thousand strong" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that the French were almost ten to one," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before we met or that a stroke was given," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to a trusty squire did run away:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In which assault we lost twelve hundred men;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself and divers gentlemen beside" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were there surprised and taken prisoners." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then judge, great lords, if I have done amiss;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or whether that such cowards ought to wear" & @CRLF & _
                "	This ornament of knighthood, yea or no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	To say the truth, this fact was infamous" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ill beseeming any common man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Much more a knight, a captain and a leader." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	When first this order was ordain'd, my lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	Knights of the garter were of noble birth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Valiant and virtuous, full of haughty courage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such as were grown to credit by the wars;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not fearing death, nor shrinking for distress," & @CRLF & _
                "	But always resolute in most extremes." & @CRLF & _
                "	He then that is not furnish'd in this sort" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth but usurp the sacred name of knight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Profaning this most honourable order," & @CRLF & _
                "	And should, if I were worthy to be judge," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be quite degraded, like a hedge-born swain" & @CRLF & _
                "	That doth presume to boast of gentle blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Stain to thy countrymen, thou hear'st thy doom!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be packing, therefore, thou that wast a knight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Henceforth we banish thee, on pain of death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit FASTOLFE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now, my lord protector, view the letter" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sent from our uncle Duke of Burgundy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	What means his grace, that he hath changed his style?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No more but, plain and bluntly, 'To the king!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath he forgot he is his sovereign?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or doth this churlish superscription" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pretend some alteration in good will?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What's here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'I have, upon especial cause," & @CRLF & _
                "	Moved with compassion of my country's wreck," & @CRLF & _
                "	Together with the pitiful complaints" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of such as your oppression feeds upon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forsaken your pernicious faction" & @CRLF & _
                "	And join'd with Charles, the rightful King of France.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	O monstrous treachery! can this be so," & @CRLF & _
                "	That in alliance, amity and oaths," & @CRLF & _
                "	There should be found such false dissembling guile?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	What! doth my uncle Burgundy revolt?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	He doth, my lord, and is become your foe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Is that the worst this letter doth contain?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	It is the worst, and all, my lord, he writes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Why, then, Lord Talbot there shall talk with him" & @CRLF & _
                "	And give him chastisement for this abuse." & @CRLF & _
                "	How say you, my lord? are you not content?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Content, my liege! yes, but that I am prevented," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should have begg'd I might have been employ'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Then gather strength and march unto him straight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him perceive how ill we brook his treason" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what offence it is to flout his friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	I go, my lord, in heart desiring still" & @CRLF & _
                "	You may behold confusion of your foes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter VERNON and BASSET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	Grant me the combat, gracious sovereign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSET	And me, my lord, grant me the combat too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	This is my servant: hear him, noble prince." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	And this is mine: sweet Henry, favour him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Be patient, lords; and give them leave to speak." & @CRLF & _
                "	Say, gentlemen, what makes you thus exclaim?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wherefore crave you combat? or with whom?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	With him, my lord; for he hath done me wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSET	And I with him; for he hath done me wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	What is that wrong whereof you both complain?" & @CRLF & _
                "	First let me know, and then I'll answer you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSET	Crossing the sea from England into France," & @CRLF & _
                "	This fellow here, with envious carping tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upbraided me about the rose I wear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Saying, the sanguine colour of the leaves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did represent my master's blushing cheeks," & @CRLF & _
                "	When stubbornly he did repugn the truth" & @CRLF & _
                "	About a certain question in the law" & @CRLF & _
                "	Argued betwixt the Duke of York and him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With other vile and ignominious terms:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In confutation of which rude reproach" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in defence of my lord's worthiness," & @CRLF & _
                "	I crave the benefit of law of arms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	And that is my petition, noble lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For though he seem with forged quaint conceit" & @CRLF & _
                "	To set a gloss upon his bold intent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet know, my lord, I was provoked by him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he first took exceptions at this badge," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pronouncing that the paleness of this flower" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bewray'd the faintness of my master's heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Will not this malice, Somerset, be left?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	Your private grudge, my Lord of York, will out," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though ne'er so cunningly you smother it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Good Lord, what madness rules in brainsick men," & @CRLF & _
                "	When for so slight and frivolous a cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such factious emulations shall arise!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good cousins both, of York and Somerset," & @CRLF & _
                "	Quiet yourselves, I pray, and be at peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Let this dissension first be tried by fight," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then your highness shall command a peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	The quarrel toucheth none but us alone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Betwixt ourselves let us decide it then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	There is my pledge; accept it, Somerset." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERNON	Nay, let it rest where it began at first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSET	Confirm it so, mine honourable lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Confirm it so! Confounded be your strife!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And perish ye, with your audacious prate!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Presumptuous vassals, are you not ashamed" & @CRLF & _
                "	With this immodest clamorous outrage" & @CRLF & _
                "	To trouble and disturb the king and us?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you, my lords, methinks you do not well" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bear with their perverse objections;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Much less to take occasion from their mouths" & @CRLF & _
                "	To raise a mutiny betwixt yourselves:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me persuade you take a better course." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	It grieves his highness: good my lords, be friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Come hither, you that would be combatants:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Henceforth I charge you, as you love our favour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Quite to forget this quarrel and the cause." & @CRLF & _
                "	And you, my lords, remember where we are," & @CRLF & _
                "	In France, amongst a fickle wavering nation:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If they perceive dissension in our looks" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that within ourselves we disagree," & @CRLF & _
                "	How will their grudging stomachs be provoked" & @CRLF & _
                "	To wilful disobedience, and rebel!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beside, what infamy will there arise," & @CRLF & _
                "	When foreign princes shall be certified" & @CRLF & _
                "	That for a toy, a thing of no regard," & @CRLF & _
                "	King Henry's peers and chief nobility" & @CRLF & _
                "	Destroy'd themselves, and lost the realm of France!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, think upon the conquest of my father," & @CRLF & _
                "	My tender years, and let us not forego" & @CRLF & _
                "	That for a trifle that was bought with blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me be umpire in this doubtful strife." & @CRLF & _
                "	I see no reason, if I wear this rose," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Putting on a red rose]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	That any one should therefore be suspicious" & @CRLF & _
                "	I more incline to Somerset than York:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both are my kinsmen, and I love them both:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As well they may upbraid me with my crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because, forsooth, the king of Scots is crown'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	But your discretions better can persuade" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than I am able to instruct or teach:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore, as we hither came in peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	So let us still continue peace and love." & @CRLF & _
                "	Cousin of York, we institute your grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be our regent in these parts of France:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, good my Lord of Somerset, unite" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your troops of horsemen with his bands of foot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, like true subjects, sons of your progenitors," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go cheerfully together and digest." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your angry choler on your enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ourself, my lord protector and the rest" & @CRLF & _
                "	After some respite will return to Calais;" & @CRLF & _
                "	From thence to England; where I hope ere long" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be presented, by your victories," & @CRLF & _
                "	With Charles, Alencon and that traitorous rout." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Exeunt all but YORK, WARWICK, EXETER" & @CRLF & _
                "	and VERNON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	My Lord of York, I promise you, the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prettily, methought, did play the orator." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	And so he did; but yet I like it not," & @CRLF & _
                "	In that he wears the badge of Somerset." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Tush, that was but his fancy, blame him not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I dare presume, sweet prince, he thought no harm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	An if I wist he did,--but let it rest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Other affairs must now be managed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but EXETER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	Well didst thou, Richard, to suppress thy voice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, had the passions of thy heart burst out," & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear we should have seen decipher'd there" & @CRLF & _
                "	More rancorous spite, more furious raging broils," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than yet can be imagined or supposed." & @CRLF & _
                "	But howsoe'er, no simple man that sees" & @CRLF & _
                "	This jarring discord of nobility," & @CRLF & _
                "	This shouldering of each other in the court," & @CRLF & _
                "	This factious bandying of their favourites," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that it doth presage some ill event." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis much when sceptres are in children's hands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But more when envy breeds unkind division;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There comes the rain, there begins confusion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Before Bourdeaux." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TALBOT, with trump and drum]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Go to the gates of Bourdeaux, trumpeter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Summon their general unto the wall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpet sounds. Enter General and others, aloft]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	English John Talbot, captains, calls you forth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Servant in arms to Harry King of England;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thus he would: Open your city gates;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be humble to us; call my sovereign yours," & @CRLF & _
                "	And do him homage as obedient subjects;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I'll withdraw me and my bloody power:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, if you frown upon this proffer'd peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	You tempt the fury of my three attendants," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lean famine, quartering steel, and climbing fire;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who in a moment even with the earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall lay your stately and air-braving towers," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you forsake the offer of their love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "General	Thou ominous and fearful owl of death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our nation's terror and their bloody scourge!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The period of thy tyranny approacheth." & @CRLF & _
                "	On us thou canst not enter but by death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, I protest, we are well fortified" & @CRLF & _
                "	And strong enough to issue out and fight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou retire, the Dauphin, well appointed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stands with the snares of war to tangle thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	On either hand thee there are squadrons pitch'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	To wall thee from the liberty of flight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And no way canst thou turn thee for redress," & @CRLF & _
                "	But death doth front thee with apparent spoil" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pale destruction meets thee in the face." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ten thousand French have ta'en the sacrament" & @CRLF & _
                "	To rive their dangerous artillery" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon no Christian soul but English Talbot." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lo, there thou stand'st, a breathing valiant man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of an invincible unconquer'd spirit!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the latest glory of thy praise" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I, thy enemy, due thee withal;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For ere the glass, that now begins to run," & @CRLF & _
                "	Finish the process of his sandy hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	These eyes, that see thee now well coloured," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall see thee wither'd, bloody, pale and dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drum afar off]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark! hark! the Dauphin's drum, a warning bell," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sings heavy music to thy timorous soul;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And mine shall ring thy dire departure out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt General, &c]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	He fables not; I hear the enemy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out, some light horsemen, and peruse their wings." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, negligent and heedless discipline!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How are we park'd and bounded in a pale," & @CRLF & _
                "	A little herd of England's timorous deer," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mazed with a yelping kennel of French curs!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If we be English deer, be then in blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not rascal-like, to fall down with a pinch," & @CRLF & _
                "	But rather, moody-mad and desperate stags," & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn on the bloody hounds with heads of steel" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make the cowards stand aloof at bay:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sell every man his life as dear as mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	And they shall find dear deer of us, my friends." & @CRLF & _
                "	God and Saint George, Talbot and England's right," & @CRLF & _
                "	Prosper our colours in this dangerous fight!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Plains in Gascony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger that meets YORK. Enter YORK" & @CRLF & _
                "	with trumpet and many Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Are not the speedy scouts return'd again," & @CRLF & _
                "	That dogg'd the mighty army of the Dauphin?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	They are return'd, my lord, and give it out" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he is march'd to Bourdeaux with his power," & @CRLF & _
                "	To fight with Talbot: as he march'd along," & @CRLF & _
                "	By your espials were discovered" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two mightier troops than that the Dauphin led," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which join'd with him and made their march for Bourdeaux." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	A plague upon that villain Somerset," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thus delays my promised supply" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of horsemen, that were levied for this siege!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Renowned Talbot doth expect my aid," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I am lowted by a traitor villain" & @CRLF & _
                "	And cannot help the noble chevalier:" & @CRLF & _
                "	God comfort him in this necessity!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If he miscarry, farewell wars in France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Sir William LUCY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCY	Thou princely leader of our English strength," & @CRLF & _
                "	Never so needful on the earth of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	Spur to the rescue of the noble Talbot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who now is girdled with a waist of iron" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hemm'd about with grim destruction:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Bourdeaux, warlike duke! to Bourdeaux, York!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Else, farewell Talbot, France, and England's honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	O God, that Somerset, who in proud heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth stop my cornets, were in Talbot's place!" & @CRLF & _
                "	So should we save a valiant gentleman" & @CRLF & _
                "	By forfeiting a traitor and a coward." & @CRLF & _
                "	Mad ire and wrathful fury makes me weep," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thus we die, while remiss traitors sleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCY	O, send some succor to the distress'd lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	He dies, we lose; I break my warlike word;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We mourn, France smiles; we lose, they daily get;" & @CRLF & _
                "	All 'long of this vile traitor Somerset." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCY	Then God take mercy on brave Talbot's soul;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And on his son young John, who two hours since" & @CRLF & _
                "	I met in travel toward his warlike father!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This seven years did not Talbot see his son;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now they meet where both their lives are done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Alas, what joy shall noble Talbot have" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bid his young son welcome to his grave?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Away! vexation almost stops my breath," & @CRLF & _
                "	That sunder'd friends greet in the hour of death." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lucy, farewell; no more my fortune can," & @CRLF & _
                "	But curse the cause I cannot aid the man." & @CRLF & _
                "	Maine, Blois, Poictiers, and Tours, are won away," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Long all of Somerset and his delay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit, with his soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCY	Thus, while the vulture of sedition" & @CRLF & _
                "	Feeds in the bosom of such great commanders," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sleeping neglection doth betray to loss" & @CRLF & _
                "	The conquest of our scarce cold conqueror," & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever living man of memory," & @CRLF & _
                "	Henry the Fifth: whiles they each other cross," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lives, honours, lands and all hurry to loss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Other plains in Gascony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SOMERSET, with his army; a Captain of" & @CRLF & _
                "	TALBOT's with him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	It is too late; I cannot send them now:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This expedition was by York and Talbot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too rashly plotted: all our general force" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might with a sally of the very town" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be buckled with: the over-daring Talbot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath sullied all his gloss of former honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	By this unheedful, desperate, wild adventure:" & @CRLF & _
                "	York set him on to fight and die in shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, Talbot dead, great York might bear the name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	Here is Sir William Lucy, who with me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Set from our o'ermatch'd forces forth for aid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Sir William LUCY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	How now, Sir William! whither were you sent?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCY	Whither, my lord? from bought and sold Lord Talbot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, ring'd about with bold adversity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cries out for noble York and Somerset," & @CRLF & _
                "	To beat assailing death from his weak legions:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And whiles the honourable captain there" & @CRLF & _
                "	Drops bloody sweat from his war-wearied limbs," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in advantage lingering, looks for rescue," & @CRLF & _
                "	You, his false hopes, the trust of England's honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep off aloof with worthless emulation." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let not your private discord keep away" & @CRLF & _
                "	The levied succors that should lend him aid," & @CRLF & _
                "	While he, renowned noble gentleman," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yields up his life unto a world of odds:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Orleans the Bastard, Charles, Burgundy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Alencon, Reignier, compass him about," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Talbot perisheth by your default." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	York set him on; York should have sent him aid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCY	And York as fast upon your grace exclaims;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Swearing that you withhold his levied host," & @CRLF & _
                "	Collected for this expedition." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	York lies; he might have sent and had the horse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I owe him little duty, and less love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And take foul scorn to fawn on him by sending." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCY	The fraud of England, not the force of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath now entrapp'd the noble-minded Talbot:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never to England shall he bear his life;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But dies, betray'd to fortune by your strife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	Come, go; I will dispatch the horsemen straight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within six hours they will be at his aid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCY	Too late comes rescue: he is ta'en or slain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For fly he could not, if he would have fled;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fly would Talbot never, though he might." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	If he be dead, brave Talbot, then adieu!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCY	His fame lives in the world, his shame in you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	The English camp near Bourdeaux." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TALBOT and JOHN his son]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	O young John Talbot! I did send for thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	To tutor thee in stratagems of war," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Talbot's name might be in thee revived" & @CRLF & _
                "	When sapless age and weak unable limbs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should bring thy father to his drooping chair." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, O malignant and ill-boding stars!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now thou art come unto a feast of death," & @CRLF & _
                "	A terrible and unavoided danger:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, dear boy, mount on my swiftest horse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I'll direct thee how thou shalt escape" & @CRLF & _
                "	By sudden flight: come, dally not, be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN TALBOT	Is my name Talbot? and am I your son?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And shall I fly? O if you love my mother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dishonour not her honourable name," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make a bastard and a slave of me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The world will say, he is not Talbot's blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	That basely fled when noble Talbot stood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Fly, to revenge my death, if I be slain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN TALBOT	He that flies so will ne'er return again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	If we both stay, we both are sure to die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN TALBOT	Then let me stay; and, father, do you fly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your loss is great, so your regard should be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My worth unknown, no loss is known in me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my death the French can little boast;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In yours they will, in you all hopes are lost." & @CRLF & _
                "	Flight cannot stain the honour you have won;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But mine it will, that no exploit have done:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You fled for vantage, everyone will swear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, if I bow, they'll say it was for fear." & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no hope that ever I will stay," & @CRLF & _
                "	If the first hour I shrink and run away." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here on my knee I beg mortality," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rather than life preserved with infamy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Shall all thy mother's hopes lie in one tomb?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN TALBOT	Ay, rather than I'll shame my mother's womb." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Upon my blessing, I command thee go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN TALBOT	To fight I will, but not to fly the foe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Part of thy father may be saved in thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN TALBOT	No part of him but will be shame in me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Thou never hadst renown, nor canst not lose it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN TALBOT	Yes, your renowned name: shall flight abuse it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Thy father's charge shall clear thee from that stain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN TALBOT	You cannot witness for me, being slain." & @CRLF & _
                "	If death be so apparent, then both fly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	And leave my followers here to fight and die?" & @CRLF & _
                "	My age was never tainted with such shame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN TALBOT	And shall my youth be guilty of such blame?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No more can I be sever'd from your side," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than can yourself yourself in twain divide:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stay, go, do what you will, the like do I;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For live I will not, if my father die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Then here I take my leave of thee, fair son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Born to eclipse thy life this afternoon." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, side by side together live and die." & @CRLF & _
                "	And soul with soul from France to heaven fly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	A field of battle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum: excursions, wherein JOHN TALBOT is" & @CRLF & _
                "	hemmed about, and TALBOT rescues him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Saint George and victory! fight, soldiers, fight." & @CRLF & _
                "	The regent hath with Talbot broke his word" & @CRLF & _
                "	And left us to the rage of France his sword." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is John Talbot? Pause, and take thy breath;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I gave thee life and rescued thee from death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN TALBOT	O, twice my father, twice am I thy son!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The life thou gavest me first was lost and done," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till with thy warlike sword, despite of late," & @CRLF & _
                "	To my determined time thou gavest new date." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	When from the Dauphin's crest thy sword struck fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	It warm'd thy father's heart with proud desire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of bold-faced victory. Then leaden age," & @CRLF & _
                "	Quicken'd with youthful spleen and warlike rage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Beat down Alencon, Orleans, Burgundy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And from the pride of Gallia rescued thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	The ireful bastard Orleans, that drew blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	From thee, my boy, and had the maidenhood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thy first fight, I soon encountered," & @CRLF & _
                "	And interchanging blows I quickly shed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some of his bastard blood; and in disgrace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bespoke him thus; 'Contaminated, base" & @CRLF & _
                "	And misbegotten blood I spill of thine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mean and right poor, for that pure blood of mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which thou didst force from Talbot, my brave boy:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, purposing the Bastard to destroy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Came in strong rescue. Speak, thy father's care," & @CRLF & _
                "	Art thou not weary, John? how dost thou fare?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt thou yet leave the battle, boy, and fly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now thou art seal'd the son of chivalry?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fly, to revenge my death when I am dead:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The help of one stands me in little stead." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, too much folly is it, well I wot," & @CRLF & _
                "	To hazard all our lives in one small boat!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I to-day die not with Frenchmen's rage," & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow I shall die with mickle age:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By me they nothing gain an if I stay;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis but the shortening of my life one day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In thee thy mother dies, our household's name," & @CRLF & _
                "	My death's revenge, thy youth, and England's fame:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All these and more we hazard by thy stay;" & @CRLF & _
                "	All these are saved if thou wilt fly away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN TALBOT	The sword of Orleans hath not made me smart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	These words of yours draw life-blood from my heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	On that advantage, bought with such a shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	To save a paltry life and slay bright fame," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before young Talbot from old Talbot fly," & @CRLF & _
                "	The coward horse that bears me fail and die!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And like me to the peasant boys of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be shame's scorn and subject of mischance!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Surely, by all the glory you have won," & @CRLF & _
                "	An if I fly, I am not Talbot's son:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then talk no more of flight, it is no boot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If son to Talbot, die at Talbot's foot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Then follow thou thy desperate sire of Crete," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou Icarus; thy life to me is sweet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou wilt fight, fight by thy father's side;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, commendable proved, let's die in pride." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VII	Another part of the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum: excursions. Enter TALBOT led by a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Where is my other life? mine own is gone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, where's young Talbot? where is valiant John?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Triumphant death, smear'd with captivity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Young Talbot's valour makes me smile at thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When he perceived me shrink and on my knee," & @CRLF & _
                "	His bloody sword he brandish'd over me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, like a hungry lion, did commence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rough deeds of rage and stern impatience;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when my angry guardant stood alone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tendering my ruin and assail'd of none," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dizzy-eyed fury and great rage of heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Suddenly made him from my side to start" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the clustering battle of the French;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in that sea of blood my boy did drench" & @CRLF & _
                "	His over-mounting spirit, and there died," & @CRLF & _
                "	My Icarus, my blossom, in his pride." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	O, my dear lord, lo, where your son is borne!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Soldiers, with the body of JOHN TALBOT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TALBOT	Thou antic death, which laugh'st us here to scorn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Anon, from thy insulting tyranny," & @CRLF & _
                "	Coupled in bonds of perpetuity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Two Talbots, winged through the lither sky," & @CRLF & _
                "	In thy despite shall 'scape mortality." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, thou, whose wounds become hard-favour'd death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak to thy father ere thou yield thy breath!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brave death by speaking, whether he will or no;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Imagine him a Frenchman and thy foe." & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor boy! he smiles, methinks, as who should say," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had death been French, then death had died to-day." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, come and lay him in his father's arms:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My spirit can no longer bear these harms." & @CRLF & _
                "	Soldiers, adieu! I have what I would have," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now my old arms are young John Talbot's grave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CHARLES, ALENCON, BURGUNDY, BASTARD OF" & @CRLF & _
                "	ORLEANS, JOAN LA PUCELLE, and forces]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Had York and Somerset brought rescue in," & @CRLF & _
                "	We should have found a bloody day of this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD OF ORLEANS	How the young whelp of Talbot's, raging-wood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did flesh his puny sword in Frenchmen's blood!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Once I encounter'd him, and thus I said:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Thou maiden youth, be vanquish'd by a maid:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, with a proud majestical high scorn," & @CRLF & _
                "	He answer'd thus: 'Young Talbot was not born" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be the pillage of a giglot wench:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	So, rushing in the bowels of the French," & @CRLF & _
                "	He left me proudly, as unworthy fight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	Doubtless he would have made a noble knight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	See, where he lies inhearsed in the arms" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the most bloody nurser of his harms!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD OF ORLEANS	Hew them to pieces, hack their bones asunder" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose life was England's glory, Gallia's wonder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	O, no, forbear! for that which we have fled" & @CRLF & _
                "	During the life, let us not wrong it dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Sir William LUCY, attended; Herald of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	French preceding]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCY	Herald, conduct me to the Dauphin's tent," & @CRLF & _
                "	To know who hath obtained the glory of the day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	On what submissive message art thou sent?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCY	Submission, Dauphin! 'tis a mere French word;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We English warriors wot not what it means." & @CRLF & _
                "	I come to know what prisoners thou hast ta'en" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to survey the bodies of the dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	For prisoners ask'st thou? hell our prison is." & @CRLF & _
                "	But tell me whom thou seek'st." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCY	But where's the great Alcides of the field," & @CRLF & _
                "	Valiant Lord Talbot, Earl of Shrewsbury," & @CRLF & _
                "	Created, for his rare success in arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Great Earl of Washford, Waterford and Valence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord Talbot of Goodrig and Urchinfield," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord Strange of Blackmere, Lord Verdun of Alton," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord Cromwell of Wingfield, Lord Furnival of Sheffield," & @CRLF & _
                "	The thrice-victorious Lord of Falconbridge;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Knight of the noble order of Saint George," & @CRLF & _
                "	Worthy Saint Michael and the Golden Fleece;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Great marshal to Henry the Sixth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all his wars within the realm of France?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Here is a silly stately style indeed!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Turk, that two and fifty kingdoms hath," & @CRLF & _
                "	Writes not so tedious a style as this." & @CRLF & _
                "	Him that thou magnifiest with all these titles" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stinking and fly-blown lies here at our feet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCY	Is Talbot slain, the Frenchmen's only scourge," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your kingdom's terror and black Nemesis?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, were mine eyeballs into bullets turn'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I in rage might shoot them at your faces!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, that I could but call these dead to life!" & @CRLF & _
                "	It were enough to fright the realm of France:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were but his picture left amongst you here," & @CRLF & _
                "	It would amaze the proudest of you all." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me their bodies, that I may bear them hence" & @CRLF & _
                "	And give them burial as beseems their worth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	I think this upstart is old Talbot's ghost," & @CRLF & _
                "	He speaks with such a proud commanding spirit." & @CRLF & _
                "	For God's sake let him have 'em; to keep them here," & @CRLF & _
                "	They would but stink, and putrefy the air." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Go, take their bodies hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCY	I'll bear them hence; but from their ashes shall be rear'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	A phoenix that shall make all France afeard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	So we be rid of them, do with 'em what thou wilt." & @CRLF & _
                "	And now to Paris, in this conquering vein:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All will be ours, now bloody Talbot's slain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	London. The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sennet. Enter KING HENRY VI, GLOUCESTER, and EXETER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Have you perused the letters from the pope," & @CRLF & _
                "	The emperor and the Earl of Armagnac?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I have, my lord: and their intent is this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They humbly sue unto your excellence" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have a godly peace concluded of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between the realms of England and of France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	How doth your grace affect their motion?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Well, my good lord; and as the only means" & @CRLF & _
                "	To stop effusion of our Christian blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	And 'stablish quietness on every side." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Ay, marry, uncle; for I always thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	It was both impious and unnatural" & @CRLF & _
                "	That such immanity and bloody strife" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should reign among professors of one faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Beside, my lord, the sooner to effect" & @CRLF & _
                "	And surer bind this knot of amity," & @CRLF & _
                "	The Earl of Armagnac, near knit to Charles," & @CRLF & _
                "	A man of great authority in France," & @CRLF & _
                "	Proffers his only daughter to your grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	In marriage, with a large and sumptuous dowry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Marriage, uncle! alas, my years are young!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fitter is my study and my books" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than wanton dalliance with a paramour." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet call the ambassador; and, as you please," & @CRLF & _
                "	So let them have their answers every one:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall be well content with any choice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tends to God's glory and my country's weal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CARDINAL OF WINCHESTER in Cardinal's habit," & @CRLF & _
                "	a Legate and two Ambassadors]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	What! is my Lord of Winchester install'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And call'd unto a cardinal's degree?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then I perceive that will be verified" & @CRLF & _
                "	Henry the Fifth did sometime prophesy," & @CRLF & _
                "	'If once he come to be a cardinal," & @CRLF & _
                "	He'll make his cap co-equal with the crown.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	My lords ambassadors, your several suits" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have been consider'd and debated on." & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore are we certainly resolved" & @CRLF & _
                "	To draw conditions of a friendly peace;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which by my Lord of Winchester we mean" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be transported presently to France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	And for the proffer of my lord your master," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have inform'd his highness so at large" & @CRLF & _
                "	As liking of the lady's virtuous gifts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her beauty and the value of her dower," & @CRLF & _
                "	He doth intend she shall be England's queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	In argument and proof of which contract," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bear her this jewel, pledge of my affection." & @CRLF & _
                "	And so, my lord protector, see them guarded" & @CRLF & _
                "	And safely brought to Dover; where inshipp'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commit them to the fortune of the sea." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but CARDINAL OF WINCHESTER and Legate]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	Stay, my lord legate: you shall first receive" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sum of money which I promised" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should be deliver'd to his holiness" & @CRLF & _
                "	For clothing me in these grave ornaments." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Legate	I will attend upon your lordship's leisure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	[Aside]  Now Winchester will not submit, I trow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or be inferior to the proudest peer." & @CRLF & _
                "	Humphrey of Gloucester, thou shalt well perceive" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, neither in birth or for authority," & @CRLF & _
                "	The bishop will be overborne by thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll either make thee stoop and bend thy knee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or sack this country with a mutiny." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	France. Plains in Anjou." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CHARLES, BURGUNDY, ALENCON, BASTARD OF" & @CRLF & _
                "	ORLEANS, REIGNIER, JOAN LA PUCELLE, and forces]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	These news, my lord, may cheer our drooping spirits:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis said the stout Parisians do revolt" & @CRLF & _
                "	And turn again unto the warlike French." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALENCON	Then march to Paris, royal Charles of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	And keep not back your powers in dalliance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Peace be amongst them, if they turn to us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Else, ruin combat with their palaces!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Scout]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Scout	Success unto our valiant general," & @CRLF & _
                "	And happiness to his accomplices!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	What tidings send our scouts? I prithee, speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Scout	The English army, that divided was" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into two parties, is now conjoined in one," & @CRLF & _
                "	And means to give you battle presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Somewhat too sudden, sirs, the warning is;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But we will presently provide for them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	I trust the ghost of Talbot is not there:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now he is gone, my lord, you need not fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Of all base passions, fear is most accursed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Command the conquest, Charles, it shall be thine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let Henry fret and all the world repine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Then on, my lords; and France be fortunate!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Before Angiers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Excursions. Enter JOAN LA PUCELLE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	The regent conquers, and the Frenchmen fly." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now help, ye charming spells and periapts;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ye choice spirits that admonish me" & @CRLF & _
                "	And give me signs of future accidents." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Thunder]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You speedy helpers, that are substitutes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the lordly monarch of the north," & @CRLF & _
                "	Appear and aid me in this enterprise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Fiends]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	This speedy and quick appearance argues proof" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of your accustom'd diligence to me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, ye familiar spirits, that are cull'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of the powerful regions under earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Help me this once, that France may get the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They walk, and speak not]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, hold me not with silence over-long!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where I was wont to feed you with my blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll lop a member off and give it you" & @CRLF & _
                "	In earnest of further benefit," & @CRLF & _
                "	So you do condescend to help me now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They hang their heads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	No hope to have redress? My body shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pay recompense, if you will grant my suit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They shake their heads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot my body nor blood-sacrifice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Entreat you to your wonted furtherance?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then take my soul, my body, soul and all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before that England give the French the foil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They depart]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	See, they forsake me! Now the time is come" & @CRLF & _
                "	That France must vail her lofty-plumed crest" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let her head fall into England's lap." & @CRLF & _
                "	My ancient incantations are too weak," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hell too strong for me to buckle with:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, France, thy glory droopeth to the dust." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Excursions. Re-enter JOAN LA PUCELLE fighting hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	to hand with YORK	JOAN LA PUCELLE is taken. The" & @CRLF & _
                "	French fly]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Damsel of France, I think I have you fast:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unchain your spirits now with spelling charms" & @CRLF & _
                "	And try if they can gain your liberty." & @CRLF & _
                "	A goodly prize, fit for the devil's grace!" & @CRLF & _
                "	See, how the ugly wench doth bend her brows," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if with Circe she would change my shape!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Changed to a worser shape thou canst not be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	O, Charles the Dauphin is a proper man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No shape but his can please your dainty eye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	A plaguing mischief light on Charles and thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And may ye both be suddenly surprised" & @CRLF & _
                "	By bloody hands, in sleeping on your beds!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Fell banning hag, enchantress, hold thy tongue!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	I prithee, give me leave to curse awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Curse, miscreant, when thou comest to the stake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Enter SUFFOLK with MARGARET in his hand]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Be what thou wilt, thou art my prisoner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Gazes on her]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O fairest beauty, do not fear nor fly!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I will touch thee but with reverent hands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I kiss these fingers for eternal peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	And lay them gently on thy tender side." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who art thou? say, that I may honour thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	Margaret my name, and daughter to a king," & @CRLF & _
                "	The King of Naples, whosoe'er thou art." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	An earl I am, and Suffolk am I call'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not offended, nature's miracle," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art allotted to be ta'en by me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So doth the swan her downy cygnets save," & @CRLF & _
                "	Keeping them prisoner underneath her wings." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, if this servile usage once offend." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, and be free again, as Suffolk's friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[She is going]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, stay! I have no power to let her pass;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My hand would free her, but my heart says no" & @CRLF & _
                "	As plays the sun upon the glassy streams," & @CRLF & _
                "	Twinkling another counterfeited beam," & @CRLF & _
                "	So seems this gorgeous beauty to mine eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fain would I woo her, yet I dare not speak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll call for pen and ink, and write my mind." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fie, de la Pole! disable not thyself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast not a tongue? is she not here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt thou be daunted at a woman's sight?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, beauty's princely majesty is such," & @CRLF & _
                "	Confounds the tongue and makes the senses rough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	Say, Earl of Suffolk--if thy name be so--" & @CRLF & _
                "	What ransom must I pay before I pass?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I perceive I am thy prisoner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	How canst thou tell she will deny thy suit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before thou make a trial of her love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	Why speak'st thou not? what ransom must I pay?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	She's beautiful, and therefore to be woo'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is a woman, therefore to be won." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	Wilt thou accept of ransom? yea, or no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Fond man, remember that thou hast a wife;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then how can Margaret be thy paramour?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	I were best to leave him, for he will not hear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	There all is marr'd; there lies a cooling card." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	He talks at random; sure, the man is mad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	And yet a dispensation may be had." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	And yet I would that you would answer me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	I'll win this Lady Margaret. For whom?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, for my king: tush, that's a wooden thing!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	He talks of wood: it is some carpenter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Yet so my fancy may be satisfied," & @CRLF & _
                "	And peace established between these realms" & @CRLF & _
                "	But there remains a scruple in that too;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For though her father be the King of Naples," & @CRLF & _
                "	Duke of Anjou and Maine, yet is he poor," & @CRLF & _
                "	And our nobility will scorn the match." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	Hear ye, captain, are you not at leisure?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	It shall be so, disdain they ne'er so much." & @CRLF & _
                "	Henry is youthful and will quickly yield." & @CRLF & _
                "	Madam, I have a secret to reveal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	What though I be enthrall'd? he seems a knight," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will not any way dishonour me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Lady, vouchsafe to listen what I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	Perhaps I shall be rescued by the French;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then I need not crave his courtesy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Sweet madam, give me a hearing in a cause--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	Tush, women have been captivate ere now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Lady, wherefore talk you so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	I cry you mercy, 'tis but Quid for Quo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Say, gentle princess, would you not suppose" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your bondage happy, to be made a queen?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	To be a queen in bondage is more vile" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than is a slave in base servility;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For princes should be free." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	And so shall you," & @CRLF & _
                "	If happy England's royal king be free." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	Why, what concerns his freedom unto me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	I'll undertake to make thee Henry's queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	To put a golden sceptre in thy hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	And set a precious crown upon thy head," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou wilt condescend to be my--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	What?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	His love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	I am unworthy to be Henry's wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	No, gentle madam; I unworthy am" & @CRLF & _
                "	To woo so fair a dame to be his wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	And have no portion in the choice myself." & @CRLF & _
                "	How say you, madam, are ye so content?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	An if my father please, I am content." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Then call our captains and our colours forth." & @CRLF & _
                "	And, madam, at your father's castle walls" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll crave a parley, to confer with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A parley sounded. Enter REIGNIER on the walls]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	See, Reignier, see, thy daughter prisoner!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	To whom?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	       To me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	                  Suffolk, what remedy?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am a soldier, and unapt to weep," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or to exclaim on fortune's fickleness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Yes, there is remedy enough, my lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Consent, and for thy honour give consent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy daughter shall be wedded to my king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom I with pain have woo'd and won thereto;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this her easy-held imprisonment" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath gained thy daughter princely liberty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	Speaks Suffolk as he thinks?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Fair Margaret knows" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Suffolk doth not flatter, face, or feign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	Upon thy princely warrant, I descend" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give thee answer of thy just demand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit from the walls]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	And here I will expect thy coming." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpets sound. Enter REIGNIER, below]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	Welcome, brave earl, into our territories:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Command in Anjou what your honour pleases." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Thanks, Reignier, happy for so sweet a child," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fit to be made companion with a king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What answer makes your grace unto my suit?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	Since thou dost deign to woo her little worth" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be the princely bride of such a lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon condition I may quietly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Enjoy mine own, the country Maine and Anjou," & @CRLF & _
                "	Free from oppression or the stroke of war," & @CRLF & _
                "	My daughter shall be Henry's, if he please." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	That is her ransom; I deliver her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And those two counties I will undertake" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your grace shall well and quietly enjoy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	And I again, in Henry's royal name," & @CRLF & _
                "	As deputy unto that gracious king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give thee her hand, for sign of plighted faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Reignier of France, I give thee kingly thanks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because this is in traffic of a king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet, methinks, I could be well content" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be mine own attorney in this case." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll over then to England with this news," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make this marriage to be solemnized." & @CRLF & _
                "	So farewell, Reignier: set this diamond safe" & @CRLF & _
                "	In golden palaces, as it becomes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	I do embrace thee, as I would embrace" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Christian prince, King Henry, were he here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	Farewell, my lord: good wishes, praise and prayers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall Suffolk ever have of Margaret." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Going]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Farewell, sweet madam: but hark you, Margaret;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No princely commendations to my king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	Such commendations as becomes a maid," & @CRLF & _
                "	A virgin and his servant, say to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Words sweetly placed and modestly directed." & @CRLF & _
                "	But madam, I must trouble you again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No loving token to his majesty?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	Yes, my good lord, a pure unspotted heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Never yet taint with love, I send the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	And this withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kisses her]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	That for thyself: I will not so presume" & @CRLF & _
                "	To send such peevish tokens to a king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt REIGNIER and MARGARET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	O, wert thou for myself! But, Suffolk, stay;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou mayst not wander in that labyrinth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There Minotaurs and ugly treasons lurk." & @CRLF & _
                "	Solicit Henry with her wondrous praise:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bethink thee on her virtues that surmount," & @CRLF & _
                "	And natural graces that extinguish art;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Repeat their semblance often on the seas," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, when thou comest to kneel at Henry's feet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou mayst bereave him of his wits with wonder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Camp of the YORK in Anjou." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter YORK, WARWICK, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Bring forth that sorceress condemn'd to burn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JOAN LA PUCELLE, guarded, and a Shepherd]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	Ah, Joan, this kills thy father's heart outright!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I sought every country far and near," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, now it is my chance to find thee out," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must I behold thy timeless cruel death?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, Joan, sweet daughter Joan, I'll die with thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Decrepit miser! base ignoble wretch!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am descended of a gentler blood:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art no father nor no friend of mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	Out, out! My lords, an please you, 'tis not so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I did beget her, all the parish knows:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her mother liveth yet, can testify" & @CRLF & _
                "	She was the first fruit of my bachelorship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Graceless! wilt thou deny thy parentage?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	This argues what her kind of life hath been," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wicked and vile; and so her death concludes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	Fie, Joan, that thou wilt be so obstacle!" & @CRLF & _
                "	God knows thou art a collop of my flesh;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for thy sake have I shed many a tear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deny me not, I prithee, gentle Joan." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Peasant, avaunt! You have suborn'd this man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of purpose to obscure my noble birth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	'Tis true, I gave a noble to the priest" & @CRLF & _
                "	The morn that I was wedded to her mother." & @CRLF & _
                "	Kneel down and take my blessing, good my girl." & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt thou not stoop? Now cursed be the time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thy nativity! I would the milk" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy mother gave thee when thou suck'dst her breast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had been a little ratsbane for thy sake!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else, when thou didst keep my lambs a-field," & @CRLF & _
                "	I wish some ravenous wolf had eaten thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dost thou deny thy father, cursed drab?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, burn her, burn her! hanging is too good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Take her away; for she hath lived too long," & @CRLF & _
                "	To fill the world with vicious qualities." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	First, let me tell you whom you have condemn'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not me begotten of a shepherd swain," & @CRLF & _
                "	But issued from the progeny of kings;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Virtuous and holy; chosen from above," & @CRLF & _
                "	By inspiration of celestial grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	To work exceeding miracles on earth." & @CRLF & _
                "	I never had to do with wicked spirits:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But you, that are polluted with your lusts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stain'd with the guiltless blood of innocents," & @CRLF & _
                "	Corrupt and tainted with a thousand vices," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because you want the grace that others have," & @CRLF & _
                "	You judge it straight a thing impossible" & @CRLF & _
                "	To compass wonders but by help of devils." & @CRLF & _
                "	No, misconceived! Joan of Arc hath been" & @CRLF & _
                "	A virgin from her tender infancy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Chaste and immaculate in very thought;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose maiden blood, thus rigorously effused," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will cry for vengeance at the gates of heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Ay, ay: away with her to execution!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	And hark ye, sirs; because she is a maid," & @CRLF & _
                "	Spare for no faggots, let there be enow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Place barrels of pitch upon the fatal stake," & @CRLF & _
                "	That so her torture may be shortened." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Will nothing turn your unrelenting hearts?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, Joan, discover thine infirmity," & @CRLF & _
                "	That warranteth by law to be thy privilege." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am with child, ye bloody homicides:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Murder not then the fruit within my womb," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although ye hale me to a violent death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Now heaven forfend! the holy maid with child!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	The greatest miracle that e'er ye wrought:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is all your strict preciseness come to this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	She and the Dauphin have been juggling:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I did imagine what would be her refuge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Well, go to; we'll have no bastards live;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Especially since Charles must father it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	You are deceived; my child is none of his:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It was Alencon that enjoy'd my love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Alencon! that notorious Machiavel!" & @CRLF & _
                "	It dies, an if it had a thousand lives." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	O, give me leave, I have deluded you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twas neither Charles nor yet the duke I named," & @CRLF & _
                "	But Reignier, king of Naples, that prevail'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	A married man! that's most intolerable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Why, here's a girl! I think she knows not well," & @CRLF & _
                "	There were so many, whom she may accuse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	It's sign she hath been liberal and free." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	And yet, forsooth, she is a virgin pure." & @CRLF & _
                "	Strumpet, thy words condemn thy brat and thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Use no entreaty, for it is in vain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOAN LA PUCELLE	Then lead me hence; with whom I leave my curse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	May never glorious sun reflex his beams" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the country where you make abode;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But darkness and the gloomy shade of death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Environ you, till mischief and despair" & @CRLF & _
                "	Drive you to break your necks or hang yourselves!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit, guarded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Break thou in pieces and consume to ashes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou foul accursed minister of hell!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CARDINAL OF WINCHESTER, attended]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	Lord regent, I do greet your excellence" & @CRLF & _
                "	With letters of commission from the king." & @CRLF & _
                "	For know, my lords, the states of Christendom," & @CRLF & _
                "	Moved with remorse of these outrageous broils," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have earnestly implored a general peace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Betwixt our nation and the aspiring French;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here at hand the Dauphin and his train" & @CRLF & _
                "	Approacheth, to confer about some matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	 Is all our travail turn'd to this effect?" & @CRLF & _
                "	After the slaughter of so many peers," & @CRLF & _
                "	So many captains, gentlemen and soldiers," & @CRLF & _
                "	That in this quarrel have been overthrown" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sold their bodies for their country's benefit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall we at last conclude effeminate peace?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have we not lost most part of all the towns," & @CRLF & _
                "	By treason, falsehood and by treachery," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our great progenitors had conquered?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O Warwick, Warwick! I foresee with grief" & @CRLF & _
                "	The utter loss of all the realm of France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Be patient, York: if we conclude a peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	It shall be with such strict and severe covenants" & @CRLF & _
                "	As little shall the Frenchmen gain thereby." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CHARLES, ALENCON, BASTARD OF ORLEANS," & @CRLF & _
                "	REIGNIER, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Since, lords of England, it is thus agreed" & @CRLF & _
                "	That peaceful truce shall be proclaim'd in France," & @CRLF & _
                "	We come to be informed by yourselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	What the conditions of that league must be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Speak, Winchester; for boiling choler chokes" & @CRLF & _
                "	The hollow passage of my poison'd voice," & @CRLF & _
                "	By sight of these our baleful enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WINCHESTER	Charles, and the rest, it is enacted thus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, in regard King Henry gives consent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of mere compassion and of lenity," & @CRLF & _
                "	To ease your country of distressful war," & @CRLF & _
                "	And suffer you to breathe in fruitful peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall become true liegemen to his crown:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Charles, upon condition thou wilt swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	To pay him tribute, submit thyself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt be placed as viceroy under him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And still enjoy thy regal dignity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALENCON	Must he be then as shadow of himself?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Adorn his temples with a coronet," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet, in substance and authority," & @CRLF & _
                "	Retain but privilege of a private man?" & @CRLF & _
                "	This proffer is absurd and reasonless." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	'Tis known already that I am possess'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With more than half the Gallian territories," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therein reverenced for their lawful king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I, for lucre of the rest unvanquish'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Detract so much from that prerogative," & @CRLF & _
                "	As to be call'd but viceroy of the whole?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, lord ambassador, I'll rather keep" & @CRLF & _
                "	That which I have than, coveting for more," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be cast from possibility of all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Insulting Charles! hast thou by secret means" & @CRLF & _
                "	Used intercession to obtain a league," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, now the matter grows to compromise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand'st thou aloof upon comparison?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either accept the title thou usurp'st," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of benefit proceeding from our king" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not of any challenge of desert," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or we will plague thee with incessant wars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REIGNIER	My lord, you do not well in obstinacy" & @CRLF & _
                "	To cavil in the course of this contract:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If once it be neglected, ten to one" & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall not find like opportunity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALENCON	To say the truth, it is your policy" & @CRLF & _
                "	To save your subjects from such massacre" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ruthless slaughters as are daily seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	By our proceeding in hostility;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore take this compact of a truce," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although you break it when your pleasure serves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	How say'st thou, Charles? shall our condition stand?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	It shall;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only reserved, you claim no interest" & @CRLF & _
                "	In any of our towns of garrison." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Then swear allegiance to his majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou art knight, never to disobey" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor be rebellious to the crown of England," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou, nor thy nobles, to the crown of England." & @CRLF & _
                "	So, now dismiss your army when ye please:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hang up your ensign, let your drums be still," & @CRLF & _
                "	For here we entertain a solemn peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	London. The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SUFFOLK in conference with KING HENRY VI," & @CRLF & _
                "	GLOUCESTER and EXETER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Your wondrous rare description, noble earl," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of beauteous Margaret hath astonish'd me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her virtues graced with external gifts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do breed love's settled passions in my heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And like as rigor of tempestuous gusts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Provokes the mightiest hulk against the tide," & @CRLF & _
                "	So am I driven by breath of her renown" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either to suffer shipwreck or arrive" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where I may have fruition of her love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Tush, my good lord, this superficial tale" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is but a preface of her worthy praise;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The chief perfections of that lovely dame" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had I sufficient skill to utter them," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would make a volume of enticing lines," & @CRLF & _
                "	Able to ravish any dull conceit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, which is more, she is not so divine," & @CRLF & _
                "	So full-replete with choice of all delights," & @CRLF & _
                "	But with as humble lowliness of mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is content to be at your command;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Command, I mean, of virtuous chaste intents," & @CRLF & _
                "	To love and honour Henry as her lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	And otherwise will Henry ne'er presume." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, my lord protector, give consent" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Margaret may be England's royal queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	So should I give consent to flatter sin." & @CRLF & _
                "	You know, my lord, your highness is betroth'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto another lady of esteem:" & @CRLF & _
                "	How shall we then dispense with that contract," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not deface your honour with reproach?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	As doth a ruler with unlawful oaths;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or one that, at a triumph having vow'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To try his strength, forsaketh yet the lists" & @CRLF & _
                "	By reason of his adversary's odds:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A poor earl's daughter is unequal odds," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore may be broke without offence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Why, what, I pray, is Margaret more than that?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her father is no better than an earl," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although in glorious titles he excel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Yes, lord, her father is a king," & @CRLF & _
                "	The King of Naples and Jerusalem;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And of such great authority in France" & @CRLF & _
                "	As his alliance will confirm our peace" & @CRLF & _
                "	And keep the Frenchmen in allegiance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	And so the Earl of Armagnac may do," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because he is near kinsman unto Charles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	Beside, his wealth doth warrant a liberal dower," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where Reignier sooner will receive than give." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	A dower, my lords! disgrace not so your king," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he should be so abject, base and poor," & @CRLF & _
                "	To choose for wealth and not for perfect love." & @CRLF & _
                "	Henry is able to enrich his queen" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not seek a queen to make him rich:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So worthless peasants bargain for their wives," & @CRLF & _
                "	As market-men for oxen, sheep, or horse." & @CRLF & _
                "	Marriage is a matter of more worth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than to be dealt in by attorneyship;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not whom we will, but whom his grace affects," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must be companion of his nuptial bed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore, lords, since he affects her most," & @CRLF & _
                "	It most of all these reasons bindeth us," & @CRLF & _
                "	In our opinions she should be preferr'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	For what is wedlock forced but a hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	An age of discord and continual strife?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereas the contrary bringeth bliss," & @CRLF & _
                "	And is a pattern of celestial peace." & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom should we match with Henry, being a king," & @CRLF & _
                "	But Margaret, that is daughter to a king?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her peerless feature, joined with her birth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Approves her fit for none but for a king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her valiant courage and undaunted spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	More than in women commonly is seen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will answer our hope in issue of a king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Henry, son unto a conqueror," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is likely to beget more conquerors," & @CRLF & _
                "	If with a lady of so high resolve" & @CRLF & _
                "	As is fair Margaret he be link'd in love." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then yield, my lords; and here conclude with me" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Margaret shall be queen, and none but she." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Whether it be through force of your report," & @CRLF & _
                "	My noble Lord of Suffolk, or for that" & @CRLF & _
                "	My tender youth was never yet attaint" & @CRLF & _
                "	With any passion of inflaming love," & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot tell; but this I am assured," & @CRLF & _
                "	I feel such sharp dissension in my breast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such fierce alarums both of hope and fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I am sick with working of my thoughts." & @CRLF & _
                "	Take, therefore, shipping; post, my lord, to France;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Agree to any covenants, and procure" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Lady Margaret do vouchsafe to come" & @CRLF & _
                "	To cross the seas to England and be crown'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	King Henry's faithful and anointed queen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For your expenses and sufficient charge," & @CRLF & _
                "	Among the people gather up a tenth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be gone, I say; for, till you do return," & @CRLF & _
                "	I rest perplexed with a thousand cares." & @CRLF & _
                "	And you, good uncle, banish all offence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you do censure me by what you were," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not what you are, I know it will excuse" & @CRLF & _
                "	This sudden execution of my will." & @CRLF & _
                "	And so, conduct me where, from company," & @CRLF & _
                "	I may revolve and ruminate my grief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Ay, grief, I fear me, both at first and last." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt GLOUCESTER and EXETER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Thus Suffolk hath prevail'd; and thus he goes," & @CRLF & _
                "	As did the youthful Paris once to Greece," & @CRLF & _
                "	With hope to find the like event in love," & @CRLF & _
                "	But prosper better than the Trojan did." & @CRLF & _
                "	Margaret shall now be queen, and rule the king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will rule both her, the king and realm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RUMOUR	the Presenter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY	the Fourth. (KING HENRY IV:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY			|" & @CRLF & _
                "OF WALES		(PRINCE HENRY:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	afterwards KING HENRY V.	|" & @CRLF & _
                "			|" & @CRLF & _
                "THOMAS, DUKE OF			|  sons of King Henry." & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE		(CLARENCE:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "			|" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HUMPHREY			|" & @CRLF & _
                "OF GLOUCESTER		(GLOUCESTER:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WARWICK	(WARWICK:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	(WESTMORELAND:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF SURREY:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HARCOURT:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BLUNT:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord Chief-Justice of the King's Bench:" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Lord Chief-Justice:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Servant of the Chief-Justice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	(NORTHUMBERLAND:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCROOP," & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	(ARCHBISHOP OF YORK:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD MOWBRAY	(MOWBRAY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD HASTINGS	(HASTINGS:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD BARDOLPH:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR JOHN COLEVILE	(COLEVILE:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRAVERS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  retainers of Northumberland." & @CRLF & _
                "MORTON	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR JOHN FALSTAFF	(FALSTAFF:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	His Page. (Page:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETO:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  country justices." & @CRLF & _
                "SILENCE	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAVY	servant to Shallow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOULDY	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "SHADOW	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "WART	|  recruits." & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "FEEBLE	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "BULLCALF	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FANG	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  sheriff's officers." & @CRLF & _
                "SNARE	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY PERCY:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	hostess of a tavern in Eastcheap." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords and Attendants; Porter, Drawers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Beadles, Grooms, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Porter:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Drawer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Drawer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Beadle:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Groom:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Groom:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Dancer, speaker of the epilogue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	England." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	INDUCTION" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Warkworth. Before the castle]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter RUMOUR, painted full of tongues]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RUMOUR	Open your ears; for which of you will stop" & @CRLF & _
                "	The vent of hearing when loud Rumour speaks?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I, from the orient to the drooping west," & @CRLF & _
                "	Making the wind my post-horse, still unfold" & @CRLF & _
                "	The acts commenced on this ball of earth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my tongues continual slanders ride," & @CRLF & _
                "	The which in every language I pronounce," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stuffing the ears of men with false reports." & @CRLF & _
                "	I speak of peace, while covert enmity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the smile of safety wounds the world:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And who but Rumour, who but only I," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make fearful musters and prepared defence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles the big year, swoln with some other grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is thought with child by the stern tyrant war," & @CRLF & _
                "	And no such matter? Rumour is a pipe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures" & @CRLF & _
                "	And of so easy and so plain a stop" & @CRLF & _
                "	That the blunt monster with uncounted heads," & @CRLF & _
                "	The still-discordant wavering multitude," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can play upon it. But what need I thus" & @CRLF & _
                "	My well-known body to anatomize" & @CRLF & _
                "	Among my household? Why is Rumour here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I run before King Harry's victory;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who in a bloody field by Shrewsbury" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath beaten down young Hotspur and his troops," & @CRLF & _
                "	Quenching the flame of bold rebellion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even with the rebel's blood. But what mean I" & @CRLF & _
                "	To speak so true at first? my office is" & @CRLF & _
                "	To noise abroad that Harry Monmouth fell" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the wrath of noble Hotspur's sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that the king before the Douglas' rage" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stoop'd his anointed head as low as death." & @CRLF & _
                "	This have I rumour'd through the peasant towns" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between that royal field of Shrewsbury" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this worm-eaten hold of ragged stone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where Hotspur's father, old Northumberland," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lies crafty-sick: the posts come tiring on," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not a man of them brings other news" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than they have learn'd of me: from Rumour's tongues" & @CRLF & _
                "	They bring smooth comforts false, worse than" & @CRLF & _
                "	true wrongs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LORD BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD BARDOLPH	Who keeps the gate here, ho?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Porter opens the gate]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		       Where is the earl?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Porter	What shall I say you are?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD BARDOLPH	Tell thou the earl" & @CRLF & _
                "	That the Lord Bardolph doth attend him here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Porter	His lordship is walk'd forth into the orchard;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Please it your honour, knock but at the gate," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he himself wilt answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter NORTHUMBERLAND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD BARDOLPH	Here comes the earl." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Porter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	What news, Lord Bardolph? every minute now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should be the father of some stratagem:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The times are wild: contention, like a horse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Full of high feeding, madly hath broke loose" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bears down all before him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD BARDOLPH	Noble earl," & @CRLF & _
                "	I bring you certain news from Shrewsbury." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Good, an God will!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD BARDOLPH	                  As good as heart can wish:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king is almost wounded to the death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in the fortune of my lord your son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Prince Harry slain outright; and both the Blunts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Kill'd by the hand of Douglas; young Prince John" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Westmoreland and Stafford fled the field;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Harry Monmouth's brawn, the hulk Sir John," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is prisoner to your son: O, such a day," & @CRLF & _
                "	So fought, so follow'd and so fairly won," & @CRLF & _
                "	Came not till now to dignify the times," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since Caesar's fortunes!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	How is this derived?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Saw you the field? came you from Shrewsbury?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD BARDOLPH	I spake with one, my lord, that came from thence," & @CRLF & _
                "	A gentleman well bred and of good name," & @CRLF & _
                "	That freely render'd me these news for true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Here comes my servant Travers, whom I sent" & @CRLF & _
                "	On Tuesday last to listen after news." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TRAVERS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD BARDOLPH	My lord, I over-rode him on the way;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he is furnish'd with no certainties" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than he haply may retail from me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Now, Travers, what good tidings comes with you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRAVERS	My lord, Sir John Umfrevile turn'd me back" & @CRLF & _
                "	With joyful tidings; and, being better horsed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out-rode me. After him came spurring hard" & @CRLF & _
                "	A gentleman, almost forspent with speed," & @CRLF & _
                "	That stopp'd by me to breathe his bloodied horse." & @CRLF & _
                "	He ask'd the way to Chester; and of him" & @CRLF & _
                "	I did demand what news from Shrewsbury:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He told me that rebellion had bad luck" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that young Harry Percy's spur was cold." & @CRLF & _
                "	With that, he gave his able horse the head," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bending forward struck his armed heels" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the panting sides of his poor jade" & @CRLF & _
                "	Up to the rowel-head, and starting so" & @CRLF & _
                "	He seem'd in running to devour the way," & @CRLF & _
                "	Staying no longer question." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Ha! Again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Said he young Harry Percy's spur was cold?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Hotspur Coldspur? that rebellion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had met ill luck?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD BARDOLPH	                  My lord, I'll tell you what;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If my young lord your son have not the day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon mine honour, for a silken point" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll give my barony: never talk of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Why should that gentleman that rode by Travers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give then such instances of loss?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD BARDOLPH	Who, he?" & @CRLF & _
                "	He was some hilding fellow that had stolen" & @CRLF & _
                "	The horse he rode on, and, upon my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Spoke at a venture. Look, here comes more news." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MORTON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Yea, this man's brow, like to a title-leaf," & @CRLF & _
                "	Foretells the nature of a tragic volume:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So looks the strand whereon the imperious flood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath left a witness'd usurpation." & @CRLF & _
                "	Say, Morton, didst thou come from Shrewsbury?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTON	I ran from Shrewsbury, my noble lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where hateful death put on his ugliest mask" & @CRLF & _
                "	To fright our party." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	How doth my son and brother?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou tremblest; and the whiteness in thy cheek" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is apter than thy tongue to tell thy errand." & @CRLF & _
                "	Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless," & @CRLF & _
                "	So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night," & @CRLF & _
                "	And would have told him half his Troy was burnt;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But Priam found the fire ere he his tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I my Percy's death ere thou report'st it." & @CRLF & _
                "	This thou wouldst say, 'Your son did thus and thus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your brother thus: so fought the noble Douglas:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stopping my greedy ear with their bold deeds:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in the end, to stop my ear indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast a sigh to blow away this praise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ending with 'Brother, son, and all are dead.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTON	Douglas is living, and your brother, yet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, for my lord your son--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Why, he is dead." & @CRLF & _
                "	See what a ready tongue suspicion hath!" & @CRLF & _
                "	He that but fears the thing he would not know" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath by instinct knowledge from others' eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	That what he fear'd is chanced. Yet speak, Morton;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell thou an earl his divination lies," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will take it as a sweet disgrace" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make thee rich for doing me such wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTON	You are too great to be by me gainsaid:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your spirit is too true, your fears too certain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Yet, for all this, say not that Percy's dead." & @CRLF & _
                "	I see a strange confession in thine eye:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shakest thy head and hold'st it fear or sin" & @CRLF & _
                "	To speak a truth. If he be slain, say so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The tongue offends not that reports his death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he doth sin that doth belie the dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not he which says the dead is not alive." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet the first bringer of unwelcome news" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath but a losing office, and his tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sounds ever after as a sullen bell," & @CRLF & _
                "	Remember'd tolling a departing friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD BARDOLPH	I cannot think, my lord, your son is dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTON	I am sorry I should force you to believe" & @CRLF & _
                "	That which I would to God I had not seen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But these mine eyes saw him in bloody state," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rendering faint quittance, wearied and out-breathed," & @CRLF & _
                "	To Harry Monmouth; whose swift wrath beat down" & @CRLF & _
                "	The never-daunted Percy to the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	From whence with life he never more sprung up." & @CRLF & _
                "	In few, his death, whose spirit lent a fire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to the dullest peasant in his camp," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being bruited once, took fire and heat away" & @CRLF & _
                "	From the best temper'd courage in his troops;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For from his metal was his party steel'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which once in him abated, all the rest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn'd on themselves, like dull and heavy lead:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And as the thing that's heavy in itself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon enforcement flies with greatest speed," & @CRLF & _
                "	So did our men, heavy in Hotspur's loss," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lend to this weight such lightness with their fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	That arrows fled not swifter toward their aim" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than did our soldiers, aiming at their safety," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fly from the field. Then was the noble Worcester" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too soon ta'en prisoner; and that furious Scot," & @CRLF & _
                "	The bloody Douglas, whose well-labouring sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had three times slain the appearance of the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Gan vail his stomach and did grace the shame" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of those that turn'd their backs, and in his flight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stumbling in fear, was took. The sum of all" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is that the king hath won, and hath sent out" & @CRLF & _
                "	A speedy power to encounter you, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the conduct of young Lancaster" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Westmoreland. This is the news at full." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	For this I shall have time enough to mourn." & @CRLF & _
                "	In poison there is physic; and these news," & @CRLF & _
                "	Having been well, that would have made me sick," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being sick, have in some measure made me well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And as the wretch, whose fever-weaken'd joints," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like strengthless hinges, buckle under life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Impatient of his fit, breaks like a fire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of his keeper's arms, even so my limbs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Weaken'd with grief, being now enraged with grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are thrice themselves. Hence, therefore, thou nice crutch!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A scaly gauntlet now with joints of steel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must glove this hand: and hence, thou sickly quoif!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art a guard too wanton for the head" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which princes, flesh'd with conquest, aim to hit." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now bind my brows with iron; and approach" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ragged'st hour that time and spite dare bring" & @CRLF & _
                "	To frown upon the enraged Northumberland!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let heaven kiss earth! now let not Nature's hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep the wild flood confined! let order die!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let this world no longer be a stage" & @CRLF & _
                "	To feed contention in a lingering act;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But let one spirit of the first-born Cain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reign in all bosoms, that, each heart being set" & @CRLF & _
                "	On bloody courses, the rude scene may end," & @CRLF & _
                "	And darkness be the burier of the dead!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRAVERS	This strained passion doth you wrong, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD BARDOLPH	Sweet earl, divorce not wisdom from your honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTON	The lives of all your loving complices" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lean on your health; the which, if you give o'er" & @CRLF & _
                "	To stormy passion, must perforce decay." & @CRLF & _
                "	You cast the event of war, my noble lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	And summ'd the account of chance, before you said" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Let us make head.' It was your presurmise," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, in the dole of blows, your son might drop:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You knew he walk'd o'er perils, on an edge," & @CRLF & _
                "	More likely to fall in than to get o'er;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You were advised his flesh was capable" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of wounds and scars and that his forward spirit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would lift him where most trade of danger ranged:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet did you say 'Go forth;' and none of this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though strongly apprehended, could restrain" & @CRLF & _
                "	The stiff-borne action: what hath then befallen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or what hath this bold enterprise brought forth," & @CRLF & _
                "	More than that being which was like to be?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD BARDOLPH	We all that are engaged to this loss" & @CRLF & _
                "	Knew that we ventured on such dangerous seas" & @CRLF & _
                "	That if we wrought our life 'twas ten to one;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet we ventured, for the gain proposed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Choked the respect of likely peril fear'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And since we are o'erset, venture again." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, we will all put forth, body and goods." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTON	'Tis more than time: and, my most noble lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	I hear for certain, and do speak the truth," & @CRLF & _
                "	The gentle Archbishop of York is up" & @CRLF & _
                "	With well-appointed powers: he is a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who with a double surety binds his followers." & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord your son had only but the corpse," & @CRLF & _
                "	But shadows and the shows of men, to fight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For that same word, rebellion, did divide" & @CRLF & _
                "	The action of their bodies from their souls;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And they did fight with queasiness, constrain'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	As men drink potions, that their weapons only" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seem'd on our side; but, for their spirits and souls," & @CRLF & _
                "	This word, rebellion, it had froze them up," & @CRLF & _
                "	As fish are in a pond. But now the bishop" & @CRLF & _
                "	Turns insurrection to religion:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Supposed sincere and holy in his thoughts," & @CRLF & _
                "	He's followed both with body and with mind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And doth enlarge his rising with the blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of fair King Richard, scraped from Pomfret stones;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Derives from heaven his quarrel and his cause;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tells them he doth bestride a bleeding land," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gasping for life under great Bolingbroke;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And more and less do flock to follow him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	I knew of this before; but, to speak truth," & @CRLF & _
                "	This present grief had wiped it from my mind." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go in with me; and counsel every man" & @CRLF & _
                "	The aptest way for safety and revenge:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Get posts and letters, and make friends with speed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never so few, and never yet more need." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	London. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FALSTAFF, with his Page bearing his sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	and buckler]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Sirrah, you giant, what says the doctor to my water?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	He said, sir, the water itself was a good healthy" & @CRLF & _
                "	water; but, for the party that owed it, he might" & @CRLF & _
                "	have more diseases than he knew for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me: the" & @CRLF & _
                "	brain of this foolish-compounded clay, man, is not" & @CRLF & _
                "	able to invent anything that tends to laughter, more" & @CRLF & _
                "	than I invent or is invented on me: I am not only" & @CRLF & _
                "	witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other" & @CRLF & _
                "	men. I do here walk before thee like a sow that" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath overwhelmed all her litter but one. If the" & @CRLF & _
                "	prince put thee into my service for any other reason" & @CRLF & _
                "	than to set me off, why then I have no judgment." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou whoreson mandrake, thou art fitter to be worn" & @CRLF & _
                "	in my cap than to wait at my heels. I was never" & @CRLF & _
                "	manned with an agate till now: but I will inset you" & @CRLF & _
                "	neither in gold nor silver, but in vile apparel, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	send you back again to your master, for a jewel,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	the juvenal, the prince your master, whose chin is" & @CRLF & _
                "	not yet fledged. I will sooner have a beard grow in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the palm of my hand than he shall get one on his" & @CRLF & _
                "	cheek; and yet he will not stick to say his face is" & @CRLF & _
                "	a face-royal: God may finish it when he will, 'tis" & @CRLF & _
                "	not a hair amiss yet: he may keep it still at a" & @CRLF & _
                "	face-royal, for a barber shall never earn sixpence" & @CRLF & _
                "	out of it; and yet he'll be crowing as if he had" & @CRLF & _
                "	writ man ever since his father was a bachelor. He" & @CRLF & _
                "	may keep his own grace, but he's almost out of mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	I can assure him. What said Master Dombledon about" & @CRLF & _
                "	the satin for my short cloak and my slops?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	He said, sir, you should procure him better" & @CRLF & _
                "	assurance than Bardolph: he would not take his" & @CRLF & _
                "	band and yours; he liked not the security." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Let him be damned, like the glutton! pray God his" & @CRLF & _
                "	tongue be hotter! A whoreson Achitophel! a rascally" & @CRLF & _
                "	yea-forsooth knave! to bear a gentleman in hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	and then stand upon security! The whoreson" & @CRLF & _
                "	smooth-pates do now wear nothing but high shoes, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	bunches of keys at their girdles; and if a man is" & @CRLF & _
                "	through with them in honest taking up, then they" & @CRLF & _
                "	must stand upon security. I had as lief they would" & @CRLF & _
                "	put ratsbane in my mouth as offer to stop it with" & @CRLF & _
                "	security. I looked a' should have sent me two and" & @CRLF & _
                "	twenty yards of satin, as I am a true knight, and he" & @CRLF & _
                "	sends me security. Well, he may sleep in security;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for he hath the horn of abundance, and the lightness" & @CRLF & _
                "	of his wife shines through it: and yet cannot he" & @CRLF & _
                "	see, though he have his own lanthorn to light him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where's Bardolph?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	He's gone into Smithfield to buy your worship a horse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I bought him in Paul's, and he'll buy me a horse in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Smithfield: an I could get me but a wife in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	stews, I were manned, horsed, and wived." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Lord Chief-Justice and Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	Sir, here comes the nobleman that committed the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prince for striking him about Bardolph." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Wait, close; I will not see him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	What's he that goes there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Falstaff, an't please your lordship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	He that was in question for the robbery?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	He, my lord: but he hath since done good service at" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shrewsbury; and, as I hear, is now going with some" & @CRLF & _
                "	charge to the Lord John of Lancaster." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	What, to York? Call him back again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Sir John Falstaff!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Boy, tell him I am deaf." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	You must speak louder; my master is deaf." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	I am sure he is, to the hearing of any thing good." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, pluck him by the elbow; I must speak with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Sir John!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What! a young knave, and begging! Is there not" & @CRLF & _
                "	wars? is there not employment? doth not the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	lack subjects? do not the rebels need soldiers?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though it be a shame to be on any side but one, it" & @CRLF & _
                "	is worse shame to beg than to be on the worst side," & @CRLF & _
                "	were it worse than the name of rebellion can tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	how to make it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	You mistake me, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Why, sir, did I say you were an honest man? setting" & @CRLF & _
                "	my knighthood and my soldiership aside, I had lied" & @CRLF & _
                "	in my throat, if I had said so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	I pray you, sir, then set your knighthood and our" & @CRLF & _
                "	soldiership aside; and give me leave to tell you," & @CRLF & _
                "	you lie in your throat, if you say I am any other" & @CRLF & _
                "	than an honest man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I give thee leave to tell me so! I lay aside that" & @CRLF & _
                "	which grows to me! if thou gettest any leave of me," & @CRLF & _
                "	hang me; if thou takest leave, thou wert better be" & @CRLF & _
                "	hanged. You hunt counter: hence! avaunt!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Sir, my lord would speak with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	Sir John Falstaff, a word with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	My good lord! God give your lordship good time of" & @CRLF & _
                "	day. I am glad to see your lordship abroad: I heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	say your lordship was sick: I hope your lordship" & @CRLF & _
                "	goes abroad by advice. Your lordship, though not" & @CRLF & _
                "	clean past your youth, hath yet some smack of age in" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, some relish of the saltness of time; and I must" & @CRLF & _
                "	humbly beseech your lordship to have a reverent care" & @CRLF & _
                "	of your health." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	Sir John, I sent for you before your expedition to" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shrewsbury." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	An't please your lordship, I hear his majesty is" & @CRLF & _
                "	returned with some discomfort from Wales." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	I talk not of his majesty: you would not come when" & @CRLF & _
                "	I sent for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	And I hear, moreover, his highness is fallen into" & @CRLF & _
                "	this same whoreson apoplexy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	Well, God mend him! I pray you, let me speak with" & @CRLF & _
                "	you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	This apoplexy is, as I take it, a kind of lethargy," & @CRLF & _
                "	an't please your lordship; a kind of sleeping in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	blood, a whoreson tingling." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	What tell you me of it? be it as it is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	It hath its original from much grief, from study and" & @CRLF & _
                "	perturbation of the brain: I have read the cause of" & @CRLF & _
                "	his effects in Galen: it is a kind of deafness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	I think you are fallen into the disease; for you" & @CRLF & _
                "	hear not what I say to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Very well, my lord, very well: rather, an't please" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, it is the disease of not listening, the malady" & @CRLF & _
                "	of not marking, that I am troubled withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	To punish you by the heels would amend the" & @CRLF & _
                "	attention of your ears; and I care not if I do" & @CRLF & _
                "	become your physician." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I am as poor as Job, my lord, but not so patient:" & @CRLF & _
                "	your lordship may minister the potion of" & @CRLF & _
                "	imprisonment to me in respect of poverty; but how" & @CRLF & _
                "	should I be your patient to follow your" & @CRLF & _
                "	prescriptions, the wise may make some dram of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	scruple, or indeed a scruple itself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	I sent for you, when there were matters against you" & @CRLF & _
                "	for your life, to come speak with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	As I was then advised by my learned counsel in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	laws of this land-service, I did not come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	Well, the truth is, Sir John, you live in great infamy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	He that buckles him in my belt cannot live in less." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	Your means are very slender, and your waste is great." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I would it were otherwise; I would my means were" & @CRLF & _
                "	greater, and my waist slenderer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	You have misled the youthful prince." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	The young prince hath misled me: I am the fellow" & @CRLF & _
                "	with the great belly, and he my dog." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	Well, I am loath to gall a new-healed wound: your" & @CRLF & _
                "	day's service at Shrewsbury hath a little gilded" & @CRLF & _
                "	over your night's exploit on Gad's-hill: you may" & @CRLF & _
                "	thank the unquiet time for your quiet o'er-posting" & @CRLF & _
                "	that action." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	But since all is well, keep it so: wake not a" & @CRLF & _
                "	sleeping wolf." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	To wake a wolf is as bad as to smell a fox." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	What! you are as a candle, the better part burnt" & @CRLF & _
                "	out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	A wassail candle, my lord, all tallow: if I did say" & @CRLF & _
                "	of wax, my growth would approve the truth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	There is not a white hair on your face but should" & @CRLF & _
                "	have his effect of gravity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	His effect of gravy, gravy, gravy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	You follow the young prince up and down, like his" & @CRLF & _
                "	ill angel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Not so, my lord; your ill angel is light; but I hope" & @CRLF & _
                "	he that looks upon me will take me without weighing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	and yet, in some respects, I grant, I cannot go: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	cannot tell. Virtue is of so little regard in these" & @CRLF & _
                "	costermonger times that true valour is turned" & @CRLF & _
                "	bear-herd: pregnancy is made a tapster, and hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	his quick wit wasted in giving reckonings: all the" & @CRLF & _
                "	other gifts appertinent to man, as the malice of" & @CRLF & _
                "	this age shapes them, are not worth a gooseberry." & @CRLF & _
                "	You that are old consider not the capacities of us" & @CRLF & _
                "	that are young; you do measure the heat of our" & @CRLF & _
                "	livers with the bitterness of your galls: and we" & @CRLF & _
                "	that are in the vaward of our youth, I must confess," & @CRLF & _
                "	are wags too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	Do you set down your name in the scroll of youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	that are written down old with all the characters of" & @CRLF & _
                "	age? Have you not a moist eye? a dry hand? a" & @CRLF & _
                "	yellow cheek? a white beard? a decreasing leg? an" & @CRLF & _
                "	increasing belly? is not your voice broken? your" & @CRLF & _
                "	wind short? your chin double? your wit single? and" & @CRLF & _
                "	every part about you blasted with antiquity? and" & @CRLF & _
                "	will you yet call yourself young? Fie, fie, fie, Sir John!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	My lord, I was born about three of the clock in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	afternoon, with a white head and something a round" & @CRLF & _
                "	belly. For my voice, I have lost it with halloing" & @CRLF & _
                "	and singing of anthems. To approve my youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	further, I will not: the truth is, I am only old in" & @CRLF & _
                "	judgment and understanding; and he that will caper" & @CRLF & _
                "	with me for a thousand marks, let him lend me the" & @CRLF & _
                "	money, and have at him! For the box of the ear that" & @CRLF & _
                "	the prince gave you, he gave it like a rude prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	and you took it like a sensible lord. I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	chequed him for it, and the young lion repents;" & @CRLF & _
                "	marry, not in ashes and sackcloth, but in new silk" & @CRLF & _
                "	and old sack." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	Well, God send the prince a better companion!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	God send the companion a better prince! I cannot" & @CRLF & _
                "	rid my hands of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	Well, the king hath severed you and Prince Harry: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	hear you are going with Lord John of Lancaster" & @CRLF & _
                "	against the Archbishop and the Earl of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Northumberland." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Yea; I thank your pretty sweet wit for it. But look" & @CRLF & _
                "	you pray, all you that kiss my lady Peace at home," & @CRLF & _
                "	that our armies join not in a hot day; for, by the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord, I take but two shirts out with me, and I mean" & @CRLF & _
                "	not to sweat extraordinarily: if it be a hot day," & @CRLF & _
                "	and I brandish any thing but a bottle, I would I" & @CRLF & _
                "	might never spit white again. There is not a" & @CRLF & _
                "	dangerous action can peep out his head but I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	thrust upon it: well, I cannot last ever: but it" & @CRLF & _
                "	was alway yet the trick of our English nation, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	they have a good thing, to make it too common. If" & @CRLF & _
                "	ye will needs say I am an old man, you should give" & @CRLF & _
                "	me rest. I would to God my name were not so" & @CRLF & _
                "	terrible to the enemy as it is: I were better to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to" & @CRLF & _
                "	nothing with perpetual motion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	Well, be honest, be honest; and God bless your" & @CRLF & _
                "	expedition!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Will your lordship lend me a thousand pound to" & @CRLF & _
                "	furnish me forth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	Not a penny, not a penny; you are too impatient to" & @CRLF & _
                "	bear crosses. Fare you well: commend me to my" & @CRLF & _
                "	cousin Westmoreland." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Chief-Justice and Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	If I do, fillip me with a three-man beetle. A man" & @CRLF & _
                "	can no more separate age and covetousness than a'" & @CRLF & _
                "	can part young limbs and lechery: but the gout" & @CRLF & _
                "	galls the one, and the pox pinches the other; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	so both the degrees prevent my curses. Boy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	Sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What money is in my purse?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	Seven groats and two pence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I can get no remedy against this consumption of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	purse: borrowing only lingers and lingers it out," & @CRLF & _
                "	but the disease is incurable. Go bear this letter" & @CRLF & _
                "	to my Lord of Lancaster; this to the prince; this" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the Earl of Westmoreland; and this to old" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mistress Ursula, whom I have weekly sworn to marry" & @CRLF & _
                "	since I perceived the first white hair on my chin." & @CRLF & _
                "	About it: you know where to find me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Page]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A pox of this gout! or, a gout of this pox! for" & @CRLF & _
                "	the one or the other plays the rogue with my great" & @CRLF & _
                "	toe. 'Tis no matter if I do halt; I have the wars" & @CRLF & _
                "	for my colour, and my pension shall seem the more" & @CRLF & _
                "	reasonable. A good wit will make use of any thing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will turn diseases to commodity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	York. The Archbishop's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF YORK, the Lords HASTINGS," & @CRLF & _
                "	MOWBRAY, and BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	Thus have you heard our cause and known our means;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, my most noble friends, I pray you all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak plainly your opinions of our hopes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And first, lord marshal, what say you to it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOWBRAY	I well allow the occasion of our arms;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But gladly would be better satisfied" & @CRLF & _
                "	How in our means we should advance ourselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	To look with forehead bold and big enough" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the power and puissance of the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	Our present musters grow upon the file" & @CRLF & _
                "	To five and twenty thousand men of choice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And our supplies live largely in the hope" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of great Northumberland, whose bosom burns" & @CRLF & _
                "	With an incensed fire of injuries." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD BARDOLPH	The question then, Lord Hastings, standeth thus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether our present five and twenty thousand" & @CRLF & _
                "	May hold up head without Northumberland?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	With him, we may." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD BARDOLPH	                  Yea, marry, there's the point:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if without him we be thought too feeble," & @CRLF & _
                "	My judgment is, we should not step too far" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till we had his assistance by the hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For in a theme so bloody-faced as this" & @CRLF & _
                "	Conjecture, expectation, and surmise" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of aids incertain should not be admitted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	'Tis very true, Lord Bardolph; for indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	It was young Hotspur's case at Shrewsbury." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD BARDOLPH	It was, my lord; who lined himself with hope," & @CRLF & _
                "	Eating the air on promise of supply," & @CRLF & _
                "	Flattering himself in project of a power" & @CRLF & _
                "	Much smaller than the smallest of his thoughts:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so, with great imagination" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proper to madmen, led his powers to death" & @CRLF & _
                "	And winking leap'd into destruction." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	But, by your leave, it never yet did hurt" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lay down likelihoods and forms of hope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD BARDOLPH	Yes, if this present quality of war," & @CRLF & _
                "	Indeed the instant action: a cause on foot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lives so in hope as in an early spring" & @CRLF & _
                "	We see the appearing buds; which to prove fruit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hope gives not so much warrant as despair" & @CRLF & _
                "	That frosts will bite them. When we mean to build," & @CRLF & _
                "	We first survey the plot, then draw the model;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when we see the figure of the house," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then must we rate the cost of the erection;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which if we find outweighs ability," & @CRLF & _
                "	What do we then but draw anew the model" & @CRLF & _
                "	In fewer offices, or at last desist" & @CRLF & _
                "	To build at all? Much more, in this great work," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is almost to pluck a kingdom down" & @CRLF & _
                "	And set another up, should we survey" & @CRLF & _
                "	The plot of situation and the model," & @CRLF & _
                "	Consent upon a sure foundation," & @CRLF & _
                "	Question surveyors, know our own estate," & @CRLF & _
                "	How able such a work to undergo," & @CRLF & _
                "	To weigh against his opposite; or else" & @CRLF & _
                "	We fortify in paper and in figures," & @CRLF & _
                "	Using the names of men instead of men:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like one that draws the model of a house" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beyond his power to build it; who, half through," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gives o'er and leaves his part-created cost" & @CRLF & _
                "	A naked subject to the weeping clouds" & @CRLF & _
                "	And waste for churlish winter's tyranny." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	Grant that our hopes, yet likely of fair birth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should be still-born, and that we now possess'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The utmost man of expectation," & @CRLF & _
                "	I think we are a body strong enough," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even as we are, to equal with the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD BARDOLPH	What, is the king but five and twenty thousand?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	To us no more; nay, not so much, Lord Bardolph." & @CRLF & _
                "	For his divisions, as the times do brawl," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are in three heads: one power against the French," & @CRLF & _
                "	And one against Glendower; perforce a third" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must take up us: so is the unfirm king" & @CRLF & _
                "	In three divided; and his coffers sound" & @CRLF & _
                "	With hollow poverty and emptiness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	That he should draw his several strengths together" & @CRLF & _
                "	And come against us in full puissance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Need not be dreaded." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	If he should do so," & @CRLF & _
                "	He leaves his back unarm'd, the French and Welsh" & @CRLF & _
                "	Baying him at the heels: never fear that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD BARDOLPH	Who is it like should lead his forces hither?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	The Duke of Lancaster and Westmoreland;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the Welsh, himself and Harry Monmouth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But who is substituted 'gainst the French," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have no certain notice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	Let us on," & @CRLF & _
                "	And publish the occasion of our arms." & @CRLF & _
                "	The commonwealth is sick of their own choice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their over-greedy love hath surfeited:" & @CRLF & _
                "	An habitation giddy and unsure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath he that buildeth on the vulgar heart." & @CRLF & _
                "	O thou fond many, with what loud applause" & @CRLF & _
                "	Didst thou beat heaven with blessing Bolingbroke," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before he was what thou wouldst have him be!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And being now trimm'd in thine own desires," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou, beastly feeder, art so full of him," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou provokest thyself to cast him up." & @CRLF & _
                "	So, so, thou common dog, didst thou disgorge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy glutton bosom of the royal Richard;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now thou wouldst eat thy dead vomit up," & @CRLF & _
                "	And howl'st to find it. What trust is in" & @CRLF & _
                "	these times?" & @CRLF & _
                "	They that, when Richard lived, would have him die," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are now become enamour'd on his grave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou, that threw'st dust upon his goodly head" & @CRLF & _
                "	When through proud London he came sighing on" & @CRLF & _
                "	After the admired heels of Bolingbroke," & @CRLF & _
                "	Criest now 'O earth, yield us that king again," & @CRLF & _
                "	And take thou this!' O thoughts of men accursed!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Past and to come seems best; things present worst." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOWBRAY	Shall we go draw our numbers and set on?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	We are time's subjects, and time bids be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	London. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MISTRESS QUICKLY, FANG and his Boy with her," & @CRLF & _
                "	and SNARE following." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Master Fang, have you entered the action?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FANG	It is entered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Where's your yeoman? Is't a lusty yeoman? will a'" & @CRLF & _
                "	stand to 't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FANG	Sirrah, where's Snare?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	O Lord, ay! good Master Snare." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SNARE	Here, here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FANG	Snare, we must arrest Sir John Falstaff." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Yea, good Master Snare; I have entered him and all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SNARE	It may chance cost some of us our lives, for he will stab." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Alas the day! take heed of him; he stabbed me in" & @CRLF & _
                "	mine own house, and that most beastly: in good" & @CRLF & _
                "	faith, he cares not what mischief he does. If his" & @CRLF & _
                "	weapon be out: he will foin like any devil; he will" & @CRLF & _
                "	spare neither man, woman, nor child." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FANG	If I can close with him, I care not for his thrust." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	No, nor I neither: I'll be at your elbow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FANG	An I but fist him once; an a' come but within my vice,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	I am undone by his going; I warrant you, he's an" & @CRLF & _
                "	infinitive thing upon my score. Good Master Fang," & @CRLF & _
                "	hold him sure: good Master Snare, let him not" & @CRLF & _
                "	'scape. A' comes continuantly to Pie-corner--saving" & @CRLF & _
                "	your manhoods--to buy a saddle; and he is indited to" & @CRLF & _
                "	dinner to the Lubber's-head in Lumbert street, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	Master Smooth's the silkman: I pray ye, since my" & @CRLF & _
                "	exion is entered and my case so openly known to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	world, let him be brought in to his answer. A" & @CRLF & _
                "	hundred mark is a long one for a poor lone woman to" & @CRLF & _
                "	bear: and I have borne, and borne, and borne, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	have been fubbed off, and fubbed off, and fubbed" & @CRLF & _
                "	off, from this day to that day, that it is a shame" & @CRLF & _
                "	to be thought on. There is no honesty in such" & @CRLF & _
                "	dealing; unless a woman should be made an ass and a" & @CRLF & _
                "	beast, to bear every knave's wrong. Yonder he" & @CRLF & _
                "	comes; and that errant malmsey-nose knave, Bardolph," & @CRLF & _
                "	with him. Do your offices, do your offices: Master" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fang and Master Snare, do me, do me, do me your offices." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FALSTAFF, Page, and BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	How now! whose mare's dead? what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FANG	Sir John, I arrest you at the suit of Mistress Quickly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Away, varlets! Draw, Bardolph: cut me off the" & @CRLF & _
                "	villain's head: throw the quean in the channel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Throw me in the channel! I'll throw thee in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	channel. Wilt thou? wilt thou? thou bastardly" & @CRLF & _
                "	rogue! Murder, murder! Ah, thou honeysuckle" & @CRLF & _
                "	villain! wilt thou kill God's officers and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	king's? Ah, thou honey-seed rogue! thou art a" & @CRLF & _
                "	honey-seed, a man-queller, and a woman-queller." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Keep them off, Bardolph." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FANG	A rescue! a rescue!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Good people, bring a rescue or two. Thou wo't, wo't" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou? Thou wo't, wo't ta? do, do, thou rogue! do," & @CRLF & _
                "	thou hemp-seed!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Away, you scullion! you rampallion! You" & @CRLF & _
                "	fustilarian! I'll tickle your catastrophe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Lord Chief-Justice, and his men]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	What is the matter? keep the peace here, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Good my lord, be good to me. I beseech you, stand to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	How now, Sir John! what are you brawling here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth this become your place, your time and business?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You should have been well on your way to York." & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand from him, fellow: wherefore hang'st upon him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	O most worshipful lord, an't please your grace, I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	a poor widow of Eastcheap, and he is arrested at my suit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	For what sum?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	It is more than for some, my lord; it is for all," & @CRLF & _
                "	all I have. He hath eaten me out of house and home;" & @CRLF & _
                "	he hath put all my substance into that fat belly of" & @CRLF & _
                "	his: but I will have some of it out again, or I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will ride thee o' nights like the mare." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I think I am as like to ride the mare, if I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	any vantage of ground to get up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	How comes this, Sir John? Fie! what man of good" & @CRLF & _
                "	temper would endure this tempest of exclamation?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are you not ashamed to enforce a poor widow to so" & @CRLF & _
                "	rough a course to come by her own?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What is the gross sum that I owe thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Marry, if thou wert an honest man, thyself and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	money too. Thou didst swear to me upon a" & @CRLF & _
                "	parcel-gilt goblet, sitting in my Dolphin-chamber," & @CRLF & _
                "	at the round table, by a sea-coal fire, upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wednesday in Wheeson week, when the prince broke" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy head for liking his father to a singing-man of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Windsor, thou didst swear to me then, as I was" & @CRLF & _
                "	washing thy wound, to marry me and make me my lady" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy wife. Canst thou deny it? Did not goodwife" & @CRLF & _
                "	Keech, the butcher's wife, come in then and call me" & @CRLF & _
                "	gossip Quickly? coming in to borrow a mess of" & @CRLF & _
                "	vinegar; telling us she had a good dish of prawns;" & @CRLF & _
                "	whereby thou didst desire to eat some; whereby I" & @CRLF & _
                "	told thee they were ill for a green wound? And" & @CRLF & _
                "	didst thou not, when she was gone down stairs," & @CRLF & _
                "	desire me to be no more so familiarity with such" & @CRLF & _
                "	poor people; saying that ere long they should call" & @CRLF & _
                "	me madam? And didst thou not kiss me and bid me" & @CRLF & _
                "	fetch thee thirty shillings? I put thee now to thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	book-oath: deny it, if thou canst." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	My lord, this is a poor mad soul; and she says up" & @CRLF & _
                "	and down the town that the eldest son is like you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	she hath been in good case, and the truth is," & @CRLF & _
                "	poverty hath distracted her. But for these foolish" & @CRLF & _
                "	officers, I beseech you I may have redress against them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	Sir John, Sir John, I am well acquainted with your" & @CRLF & _
                "	manner of wrenching the true cause the false way. It" & @CRLF & _
                "	is not a confident brow, nor the throng of words" & @CRLF & _
                "	that come with such more than impudent sauciness" & @CRLF & _
                "	from you, can thrust me from a level consideration:" & @CRLF & _
                "	you have, as it appears to me, practised upon the" & @CRLF & _
                "	easy-yielding spirit of this woman, and made her" & @CRLF & _
                "	serve your uses both in purse and in person." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Yea, in truth, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	Pray thee, peace. Pay her the debt you owe her, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	unpay the villany you have done her: the one you" & @CRLF & _
                "	may do with sterling money, and the other with" & @CRLF & _
                "	current repentance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	My lord, I will not undergo this sneap without" & @CRLF & _
                "	reply. You call honourable boldness impudent" & @CRLF & _
                "	sauciness: if a man will make courtesy and say" & @CRLF & _
                "	nothing, he is virtuous: no, my lord, my humble" & @CRLF & _
                "	duty remembered, I will not be your suitor. I say" & @CRLF & _
                "	to you, I do desire deliverance from these officers," & @CRLF & _
                "	being upon hasty employment in the king's affairs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	You speak as having power to do wrong: but answer" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the effect of your reputation, and satisfy this" & @CRLF & _
                "	poor woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Come hither, hostess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GOWER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	Now, Master Gower, what news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	The king, my lord, and Harry Prince of Wales" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are near at hand: the rest the paper tells." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	As I am a gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Faith, you said so before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	As I am a gentleman. Come, no more words of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	By this heavenly ground I tread on, I must be fain" & @CRLF & _
                "	to pawn both my plate and the tapestry of my" & @CRLF & _
                "	dining-chambers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Glasses, glasses is the only drinking: and for thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	walls, a pretty slight drollery, or the story of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Prodigal, or the German hunting in water-work," & @CRLF & _
                "	is worth a thousand of these bed-hangings and these" & @CRLF & _
                "	fly-bitten tapestries. Let it be ten pound, if thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	canst. Come, an 'twere not for thy humours, there's" & @CRLF & _
                "	not a better wench in England. Go, wash thy face," & @CRLF & _
                "	and draw the action. Come, thou must not be in" & @CRLF & _
                "	this humour with me; dost not know me? come, come, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	know thou wast set on to this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Pray thee, Sir John, let it be but twenty nobles: i'" & @CRLF & _
                "	faith, I am loath to pawn my plate, so God save me," & @CRLF & _
                "	la!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Let it alone; I'll make other shift: you'll be a" & @CRLF & _
                "	fool still." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Well, you shall have it, though I pawn my gown. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	hope you'll come to supper. You'll pay me all together?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Will I live?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, with her, with her; hook on, hook on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Will you have Doll Tearsheet meet you at supper?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	No more words; let's have her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt MISTRESS QUICKLY, BARDOLPH, Officers and Boy]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	I have heard better news." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What's the news, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	Where lay the king last night?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	At Basingstoke, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I hope, my lord, all's well: what is the news, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	Come all his forces back?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	No; fifteen hundred foot, five hundred horse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are marched up to my lord of Lancaster," & @CRLF & _
                "	Against Northumberland and the Archbishop." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Comes the king back from Wales, my noble lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	You shall have letters of me presently:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, go along with me, good Master Gower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	My lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	What's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Master Gower, shall I entreat you with me to dinner?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	I must wait upon my good lord here; I thank you," & @CRLF & _
                "	good Sir John." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	Sir John, you loiter here too long, being you are to" & @CRLF & _
                "	take soldiers up in counties as you go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Will you sup with me, Master Gower?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	What foolish master taught you these manners, Sir John?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Master Gower, if they become me not, he was a fool" & @CRLF & _
                "	that taught them me. This is the right fencing" & @CRLF & _
                "	grace, my lord; tap for tap, and so part fair." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	Now the Lord lighten thee! thou art a great fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	London. Another street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PRINCE HENRY and POINS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Before God, I am exceeding weary." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Is't come to that? I had thought weariness durst not" & @CRLF & _
                "	have attached one of so high blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Faith, it does me; though it discolours the" & @CRLF & _
                "	complexion of my greatness to acknowledge it. Doth" & @CRLF & _
                "	it not show vilely in me to desire small beer?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Why, a prince should not be so loosely studied as" & @CRLF & _
                "	to remember so weak a composition." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Belike then my appetite was not princely got; for," & @CRLF & _
                "	by my troth, I do now remember the poor creature," & @CRLF & _
                "	small beer. But, indeed, these humble" & @CRLF & _
                "	considerations make me out of love with my" & @CRLF & _
                "	greatness. What a disgrace is it to me to remember" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy name! or to know thy face to-morrow! or to" & @CRLF & _
                "	take note how many pair of silk stockings thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	hast, viz. these, and those that were thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	peach-coloured ones! or to bear the inventory of thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	shirts, as, one for superfluity, and another for" & @CRLF & _
                "	use! But that the tennis-court-keeper knows better" & @CRLF & _
                "	than I; for it is a low ebb of linen with thee when" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou keepest not racket there; as thou hast not done" & @CRLF & _
                "	a great while, because the rest of thy low" & @CRLF & _
                "	countries have made a shift to eat up thy holland:" & @CRLF & _
                "	and God knows, whether those that bawl out the ruins" & @CRLF & _
                "	of thy linen shall inherit his kingdom: but the" & @CRLF & _
                "	midwives say the children are not in the fault;" & @CRLF & _
                "	whereupon the world increases, and kindreds are" & @CRLF & _
                "	mightily strengthened." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	How ill it follows, after you have laboured so hard," & @CRLF & _
                "	you should talk so idly! Tell me, how many good" & @CRLF & _
                "	young princes would do so, their fathers being so" & @CRLF & _
                "	sick as yours at this time is?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Shall I tell thee one thing, Poins?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Yes, faith; and let it be an excellent good thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	It shall serve among wits of no higher breeding than thine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Go to; I stand the push of your one thing that you" & @CRLF & _
                "	will tell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Marry, I tell thee, it is not meet that I should be" & @CRLF & _
                "	sad, now my father is sick: albeit I could tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee, as to one it pleases me, for fault of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	better, to call my friend, I could be sad, and sad" & @CRLF & _
                "	indeed too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Very hardly upon such a subject." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	By this hand thou thinkest me as far in the devil's" & @CRLF & _
                "	book as thou and Falstaff for obduracy and" & @CRLF & _
                "	persistency: let the end try the man. But I tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee, my heart bleeds inwardly that my father is so" & @CRLF & _
                "	sick: and keeping such vile company as thou art" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath in reason taken from me all ostentation of sorrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	The reason?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	What wouldst thou think of me, if I should weep?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	I would think thee a most princely hypocrite." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	It would be every man's thought; and thou art a" & @CRLF & _
                "	blessed fellow to think as every man thinks: never" & @CRLF & _
                "	a man's thought in the world keeps the road-way" & @CRLF & _
                "	better than thine: every man would think me an" & @CRLF & _
                "	hypocrite indeed. And what accites your most" & @CRLF & _
                "	worshipful thought to think so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Why, because you have been so lewd and so much" & @CRLF & _
                "	engraffed to Falstaff." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	And to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	By this light, I am well spoke on; I can hear it" & @CRLF & _
                "	with my own ears: the worst that they can say of" & @CRLF & _
                "	me is that I am a second brother and that I am a" & @CRLF & _
                "	proper fellow of my hands; and those two things, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	confess, I cannot help. By the mass, here comes Bardolph." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BARDOLPH and Page]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	And the boy that I gave Falstaff: a' had him from" & @CRLF & _
                "	me Christian; and look, if the fat villain have not" & @CRLF & _
                "	transformed him ape." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	God save your grace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	And yours, most noble Bardolph!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Come, you virtuous ass, you bashful fool, must you" & @CRLF & _
                "	be blushing? wherefore blush you now? What a" & @CRLF & _
                "	maidenly man-at-arms are you become! Is't such a" & @CRLF & _
                "	matter to get a pottle-pot's maidenhead?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	A' calls me e'en now, my lord, through a red" & @CRLF & _
                "	lattice, and I could discern no part of his face" & @CRLF & _
                "	from the window: at last I spied his eyes, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	methought he had made two holes in the ale-wife's" & @CRLF & _
                "	new petticoat and so peeped through." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Has not the boy profited?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Away, you whoreson upright rabbit, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	Away, you rascally Althaea's dream, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Instruct us, boy; what dream, boy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	Marry, my lord, Althaea dreamed she was delivered" & @CRLF & _
                "	of a fire-brand; and therefore I call him her dream." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	A crown's worth of good interpretation: there 'tis," & @CRLF & _
                "	boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	O, that this good blossom could be kept from" & @CRLF & _
                "	cankers! Well, there is sixpence to preserve thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	An you do not make him hanged among you, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	gallows shall have wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	And how doth thy master, Bardolph?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Well, my lord. He heard of your grace's coming to" & @CRLF & _
                "	town: there's a letter for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Delivered with good respect. And how doth the" & @CRLF & _
                "	martlemas, your master?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	In bodily health, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Marry, the immortal part needs a physician; but" & @CRLF & _
                "	that moves not him: though that be sick, it dies" & @CRLF & _
                "	not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	I do allow this wen to be as familiar with me as my" & @CRLF & _
                "	dog; and he holds his place; for look you how be writes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	[Reads]  'John Falstaff, knight,'--every man must" & @CRLF & _
                "	know that, as oft as he has occasion to name" & @CRLF & _
                "	himself: even like those that are kin to the king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for they never prick their finger but they say," & @CRLF & _
                "	'There's some of the king's blood spilt.' 'How" & @CRLF & _
                "	comes that?' says he, that takes upon him not to" & @CRLF & _
                "	conceive. The answer is as ready as a borrower's" & @CRLF & _
                "	cap, 'I am the king's poor cousin, sir.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Nay, they will be kin to us, or they will fetch it" & @CRLF & _
                "	from Japhet. But to the letter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	[Reads]  'Sir John Falstaff, knight, to the son of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the king, nearest his father, Harry Prince of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wales, greeting.' Why, this is a certificate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	[Reads]  'I will imitate the honourable Romans in" & @CRLF & _
                "	brevity:' he sure means brevity in breath," & @CRLF & _
                "	short-winded. 'I commend me to thee, I commend" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee, and I leave thee. Be not too familiar with" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poins; for he misuses thy favours so much, that he" & @CRLF & _
                "	swears thou art to marry his sister Nell. Repent" & @CRLF & _
                "	at idle times as thou mayest; and so, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thine, by yea and no, which is as much as to" & @CRLF & _
                "	say, as thou usest him, JACK FALSTAFF with my" & @CRLF & _
                "	familiars, JOHN with my brothers and sisters," & @CRLF & _
                "	and SIR JOHN with all Europe.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord, I'll steep this letter in sack and make him eat it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	That's to make him eat twenty of his words. But do" & @CRLF & _
                "	you use me thus, Ned? must I marry your sister?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	God send the wench no worse fortune! But I never said so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Well, thus we play the fools with the time, and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	spirits of the wise sit in the clouds and mock us." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is your master here in London?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Yea, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Where sups he? doth the old boar feed in the old frank?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	At the old place, my lord, in Eastcheap." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	What company?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	Ephesians, my lord, of the old church." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Sup any women with him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	None, my lord, but old Mistress Quickly and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mistress Doll Tearsheet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	What pagan may that be?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	A proper gentlewoman, sir, and a kinswoman of my master's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Even such kin as the parish heifers are to the town" & @CRLF & _
                "	bull. Shall we steal upon them, Ned, at supper?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	I am your shadow, my lord; I'll follow you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Sirrah, you boy, and Bardolph, no word to your" & @CRLF & _
                "	master that I am yet come to town: there's for" & @CRLF & _
                "	your silence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	I have no tongue, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	And for mine, sir, I will govern it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Fare you well; go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt BARDOLPH and Page]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	This Doll Tearsheet should be some road." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	I warrant you, as common as the way between Saint" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alban's and London." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	How might we see Falstaff bestow himself to-night" & @CRLF & _
                "	in his true colours, and not ourselves be seen?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Put on two leathern jerkins and aprons, and wait" & @CRLF & _
                "	upon him at his table as drawers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	From a God to a bull? a heavy decension! it was" & @CRLF & _
                "	Jove's case. From a prince to a prentice? a low" & @CRLF & _
                "	transformation! that shall be mine; for in every" & @CRLF & _
                "	thing the purpose must weigh with the folly." & @CRLF & _
                "	Follow me, Ned." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Warkworth. Before the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter NORTHUMBERLAND, LADY NORTHUMBERLAND, and LADY PERCY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	I pray thee, loving wife, and gentle daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give even way unto my rough affairs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put not you on the visage of the times" & @CRLF & _
                "	And be like them to Percy troublesome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	I have given over, I will speak no more:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do what you will; your wisdom be your guide." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Alas, sweet wife, my honour is at pawn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, but my going, nothing can redeem it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY PERCY	O yet, for God's sake, go not to these wars!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The time was, father, that you broke your word," & @CRLF & _
                "	When you were more endeared to it than now;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When your own Percy, when my heart's dear Harry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Threw many a northward look to see his father" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring up his powers; but he did long in vain." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who then persuaded you to stay at home?" & @CRLF & _
                "	There were two honours lost, yours and your son's." & @CRLF & _
                "	For yours, the God of heaven brighten it!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For his, it stuck upon him as the sun" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the grey vault of heaven, and by his light" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did all the chivalry of England move" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do brave acts: he was indeed the glass" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein the noble youth did dress themselves:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He had no legs that practised not his gait;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And speaking thick, which nature made his blemish," & @CRLF & _
                "	Became the accents of the valiant;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For those that could speak low and tardily" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would turn their own perfection to abuse," & @CRLF & _
                "	To seem like him: so that in speech, in gait," & @CRLF & _
                "	In diet, in affections of delight," & @CRLF & _
                "	In military rules, humours of blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	He was the mark and glass, copy and book," & @CRLF & _
                "	That fashion'd others. And him, O wondrous him!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O miracle of men! him did you leave," & @CRLF & _
                "	Second to none, unseconded by you," & @CRLF & _
                "	To look upon the hideous god of war" & @CRLF & _
                "	In disadvantage; to abide a field" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where nothing but the sound of Hotspur's name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did seem defensible: so you left him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Never, O never, do his ghost the wrong" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hold your honour more precise and nice" & @CRLF & _
                "	With others than with him! let them alone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The marshal and the archbishop are strong:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had my sweet Harry had but half their numbers," & @CRLF & _
                "	To-day might I, hanging on Hotspur's neck," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have talk'd of Monmouth's grave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Beshrew your heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fair daughter, you do draw my spirits from me" & @CRLF & _
                "	With new lamenting ancient oversights." & @CRLF & _
                "	But I must go and meet with danger there," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or it will seek me in another place" & @CRLF & _
                "	And find me worse provided." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	O, fly to Scotland," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till that the nobles and the armed commons" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have of their puissance made a little taste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY PERCY	If they get ground and vantage of the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then join you with them, like a rib of steel," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make strength stronger; but, for all our loves," & @CRLF & _
                "	First let them try themselves. So did your son;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He was so suffer'd: so came I a widow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And never shall have length of life enough" & @CRLF & _
                "	To rain upon remembrance with mine eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	That it may grow and sprout as high as heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	For recordation to my noble husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Come, come, go in with me. 'Tis with my mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	As with the tide swell'd up unto his height," & @CRLF & _
                "	That makes a still-stand, running neither way:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fain would I go to meet the archbishop," & @CRLF & _
                "	But many thousand reasons hold me back." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will resolve for Scotland: there am I," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till time and vantage crave my company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	London. The Boar's-head Tavern in Eastcheap." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two Drawers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Drawer	What the devil hast thou brought there? apple-johns?" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou knowest Sir John cannot endure an apple-john." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Drawer	Mass, thou sayest true. The prince once set a dish" & @CRLF & _
                "	of apple-johns before him, and told him there were" & @CRLF & _
                "	five more Sir Johns, and, putting off his hat, said" & @CRLF & _
                "	'I will now take my leave of these six dry, round," & @CRLF & _
                "	old, withered knights.' It angered him to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	heart: but he hath forgot that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Drawer	Why, then, cover, and set them down: and see if" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou canst find out Sneak's noise; Mistress" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tearsheet would fain hear some music. Dispatch: the" & @CRLF & _
                "	room where they supped is too hot; they'll come in straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Drawer	Sirrah, here will be the prince and Master Poins" & @CRLF & _
                "	anon; and they will put on two of our jerkins and" & @CRLF & _
                "	aprons; and Sir John must not know of it: Bardolph" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath brought word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Drawer	By the mass, here will be old Utis: it will be an" & @CRLF & _
                "	excellent stratagem." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Drawer	I'll see if I can find out Sneak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MISTRESS QUICKLY and DOLL TEARSHEET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	I' faith, sweetheart, methinks now you are in an" & @CRLF & _
                "	excellent good temperality: your pulsidge beats as" & @CRLF & _
                "	extraordinarily as heart would desire; and your" & @CRLF & _
                "	colour, I warrant you, is as red as any rose, in good" & @CRLF & _
                "	truth, la! But, i' faith, you have drunk too much" & @CRLF & _
                "	canaries; and that's a marvellous searching wine," & @CRLF & _
                "	and it perfumes the blood ere one can say 'What's" & @CRLF & _
                "	this?' How do you now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	Better than I was: hem!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Why, that's well said; a good heart's worth gold." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lo, here comes Sir John." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FALSTAFF]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	[Singing]  'When Arthur first in court,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	--Empty the jordan." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit First Drawer]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Singing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	--'And was a worthy king.' How now, Mistress Doll!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Sick of a calm; yea, good faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	So is all her sect; an they be once in a calm, they are sick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	You muddy rascal, is that all the comfort you give me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	You make fat rascals, Mistress Doll." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	I make them! gluttony and diseases make them; I" & @CRLF & _
                "	make them not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	If the cook help to make the gluttony, you help to" & @CRLF & _
                "	make the diseases, Doll: we catch of you, Doll, we" & @CRLF & _
                "	catch of you; grant that, my poor virtue grant that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	Yea, joy, our chains and our jewels." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	'Your broaches, pearls, and ouches:' for to serve" & @CRLF & _
                "	bravely is to come halting off, you know: to come" & @CRLF & _
                "	off the breach with his pike bent bravely, and to" & @CRLF & _
                "	surgery bravely; to venture upon the charged" & @CRLF & _
                "	chambers bravely,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	Hang yourself, you muddy conger, hang yourself!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	By my troth, this is the old fashion; you two never" & @CRLF & _
                "	meet but you fall to some discord: you are both," & @CRLF & _
                "	i' good truth, as rheumatic as two dry toasts; you" & @CRLF & _
                "	cannot one bear with another's confirmities. What" & @CRLF & _
                "	the good-year! one must bear, and that must be" & @CRLF & _
                "	you: you are the weaker vessel, as they say, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	emptier vessel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	Can a weak empty vessel bear such a huge full" & @CRLF & _
                "	hogshead? there's a whole merchant's venture of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bourdeaux stuff in him; you have not seen a hulk" & @CRLF & _
                "	better stuffed in the hold. Come, I'll be friends" & @CRLF & _
                "	with thee, Jack: thou art going to the wars; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	whether I shall ever see thee again or no, there is" & @CRLF & _
                "	nobody cares." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter First Drawer]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Drawer	Sir, Ancient Pistol's below, and would speak with" & @CRLF & _
                "	you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	Hang him, swaggering rascal! let him not come" & @CRLF & _
                "	hither: it is the foul-mouthed'st rogue in England." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	If he swagger, let him not come here: no, by my" & @CRLF & _
                "	faith; I must live among my neighbours: I'll no" & @CRLF & _
                "	swaggerers: I am in good name and fame with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	very best: shut the door; there comes no swaggerers" & @CRLF & _
                "	here: I have not lived all this while, to have" & @CRLF & _
                "	swaggering now: shut the door, I pray you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Dost thou hear, hostess?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Pray ye, pacify yourself, Sir John: there comes no" & @CRLF & _
                "	swaggerers here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Dost thou hear? it is mine ancient." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Tilly-fally, Sir John, ne'er tell me: your ancient" & @CRLF & _
                "	swaggerer comes not in my doors. I was before Master" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tisick, the debuty, t'other day; and, as he said to" & @CRLF & _
                "	me, 'twas no longer ago than Wednesday last, 'I'" & @CRLF & _
                "	good faith, neighbour Quickly,' says he; Master" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dumbe, our minister, was by then; 'neighbour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Quickly,' says he, 'receive those that are civil;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for,' said he, 'you are in an ill name:' now a'" & @CRLF & _
                "	said so, I can tell whereupon; 'for,' says he, 'you" & @CRLF & _
                "	are an honest woman, and well thought on; therefore" & @CRLF & _
                "	take heed what guests you receive: receive,' says" & @CRLF & _
                "	he, 'no swaggering companions.' There comes none" & @CRLF & _
                "	here: you would bless you to hear what he said:" & @CRLF & _
                "	no, I'll no swaggerers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	He's no swaggerer, hostess; a tame cheater, i'" & @CRLF & _
                "	faith; you may stroke him as gently as a puppy" & @CRLF & _
                "	greyhound: he'll not swagger with a Barbary hen, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	her feathers turn back in any show of resistance." & @CRLF & _
                "	Call him up, drawer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit First Drawer]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Cheater, call you him? I will bar no honest man my" & @CRLF & _
                "	house, nor no cheater: but I do not love" & @CRLF & _
                "	swaggering, by my troth; I am the worse, when one" & @CRLF & _
                "	says swagger: feel, masters, how I shake; look you," & @CRLF & _
                "	I warrant you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	So you do, hostess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Do I? yea, in very truth, do I, an 'twere an aspen" & @CRLF & _
                "	leaf: I cannot abide swaggerers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PISTOL, BARDOLPH, and Page]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	God save you, Sir John!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Welcome, Ancient Pistol. Here, Pistol, I charge" & @CRLF & _
                "	you with a cup of sack: do you discharge upon mine hostess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	I will discharge upon her, Sir John, with two bullets." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	She is Pistol-proof, sir; you shall hardly offend" & @CRLF & _
                "	her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Come, I'll drink no proofs nor no bullets: I'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	drink no more than will do me good, for no man's" & @CRLF & _
                "	pleasure, I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Then to you, Mistress Dorothy; I will charge you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	Charge me! I scorn you, scurvy companion. What!" & @CRLF & _
                "	you poor, base, rascally, cheating, lack-linen" & @CRLF & _
                "	mate! Away, you mouldy rogue, away! I am meat for" & @CRLF & _
                "	your master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	I know you, Mistress Dorothy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	Away, you cut-purse rascal! you filthy bung, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "	by this wine, I'll thrust my knife in your mouldy" & @CRLF & _
                "	chaps, an you play the saucy cuttle with me. Away," & @CRLF & _
                "	you bottle-ale rascal! you basket-hilt stale" & @CRLF & _
                "	juggler, you! Since when, I pray you, sir? God's" & @CRLF & _
                "	light, with two points on your shoulder? much!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	God let me not live, but I will murder your ruff for this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	No more, Pistol; I would not have you go off here:" & @CRLF & _
                "	discharge yourself of our company, Pistol." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	No, Good Captain Pistol; not here, sweet captain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	Captain! thou abominable damned cheater, art thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	not ashamed to be called captain? An captains were" & @CRLF & _
                "	of my mind, they would truncheon you out, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	taking their names upon you before you have earned" & @CRLF & _
                "	them. You a captain! you slave, for what? for" & @CRLF & _
                "	tearing a poor whore's ruff in a bawdy-house? He a" & @CRLF & _
                "	captain! hang him, rogue! he lives upon mouldy" & @CRLF & _
                "	stewed prunes and dried cakes. A captain! God's" & @CRLF & _
                "	light, these villains will make the word as odious" & @CRLF & _
                "	as the word 'occupy;' which was an excellent good" & @CRLF & _
                "	word before it was ill sorted: therefore captains" & @CRLF & _
                "	had need look to 't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Pray thee, go down, good ancient." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Hark thee hither, Mistress Doll." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Not I	I tell thee what, Corporal Bardolph, I could" & @CRLF & _
                "	tear her: I'll be revenged of her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	Pray thee, go down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	I'll see her damned first; to Pluto's damned lake," & @CRLF & _
                "	by this hand, to the infernal deep, with Erebus and" & @CRLF & _
                "	tortures vile also. Hold hook and line, say I." & @CRLF & _
                "	Down, down, dogs! down, faitors! Have we not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hiren here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Good Captain Peesel, be quiet; 'tis very late, i'" & @CRLF & _
                "	faith: I beseek you now, aggravate your choler." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	These be good humours, indeed! Shall pack-horses" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hollow pamper'd jades of Asia," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which cannot go but thirty mile a-day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Compare with Caesars, and with Cannibals," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Trojan Greeks? nay, rather damn them with" & @CRLF & _
                "	King Cerberus; and let the welkin roar." & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall we fall foul for toys?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	By my troth, captain, these are very bitter words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Be gone, good ancient: this will grow to abrawl anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Die men like dogs! give crowns like pins! Have we" & @CRLF & _
                "	not Heren here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	O' my word, captain, there's none such here. What" & @CRLF & _
                "	the good-year! do you think I would deny her? For" & @CRLF & _
                "	God's sake, be quiet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Then feed, and be fat, my fair Calipolis." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, give's some sack." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Si fortune me tormente, sperato me contento.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fear we broadsides? no, let the fiend give fire:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me some sack: and, sweetheart, lie thou there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Laying down his sword]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come we to full points here; and are etceteras nothing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Pistol, I would be quiet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Sweet knight, I kiss thy neaf: what! we have seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	the seven stars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	For God's sake, thrust him down stairs: I cannot" & @CRLF & _
                "	endure such a fustian rascal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Thrust him down stairs! know we not Galloway nags?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Quoit him down, Bardolph, like a shove-groat" & @CRLF & _
                "	shilling: nay, an a' do nothing but speak nothing," & @CRLF & _
                "	a' shall be nothing here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Come, get you down stairs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	What! shall we have incision? shall we imbrue?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Snatching up his sword]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then death rock me asleep, abridge my doleful days!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, then, let grievous, ghastly, gaping wounds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Untwine the Sisters Three! Come, Atropos, I say!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Here's goodly stuff toward!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Give me my rapier, boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	I pray thee, Jack, I pray thee, do not draw." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Get you down stairs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drawing, and driving PISTOL out]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Here's a goodly tumult! I'll forswear keeping" & @CRLF & _
                "	house, afore I'll be in these tirrits and frights." & @CRLF & _
                "	So; murder, I warrant now. Alas, alas! put up" & @CRLF & _
                "	your naked weapons, put up your naked weapons." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt PISTOL and BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	I pray thee, Jack, be quiet; the rascal's gone." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, you whoreson little valiant villain, you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	He you not hurt i' the groin? methought a' made a" & @CRLF & _
                "	shrewd thrust at your belly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Have you turned him out o' doors?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Yea, sir. The rascal's drunk: you have hurt him," & @CRLF & _
                "	sir, i' the shoulder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	A rascal! to brave me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	Ah, you sweet little rogue, you! alas, poor ape," & @CRLF & _
                "	how thou sweatest! come, let me wipe thy face;" & @CRLF & _
                "	come on, you whoreson chops: ah, rogue! i'faith, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	love thee: thou art as valorous as Hector of Troy," & @CRLF & _
                "	worth five of Agamemnon, and ten times better than" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Nine Worthies: ah, villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	A rascally slave! I will toss the rogue in a blanket." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	Do, an thou darest for thy heart: an thou dost," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll canvass thee between a pair of sheets." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Music]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	The music is come, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Let them play. Play, sirs. Sit on my knee, Doll." & @CRLF & _
                "	A rascal bragging slave! the rogue fled from me" & @CRLF & _
                "	like quicksilver." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	I' faith, and thou followedst him like a church." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou whoreson little tidy Bartholomew boar-pig," & @CRLF & _
                "	when wilt thou leave fighting o' days and foining" & @CRLF & _
                "	o' nights, and begin to patch up thine old body for heaven?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, behind, PRINCE HENRY and POINS, disguised]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Peace, good Doll! do not speak like a death's-head;" & @CRLF & _
                "	do not bid me remember mine end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	Sirrah, what humour's the prince of?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	A good shallow young fellow: a' would have made a" & @CRLF & _
                "	good pantler, a' would ha' chipp'd bread well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	They say Poins has a good wit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	He a good wit? hang him, baboon! his wit's as thick" & @CRLF & _
                "	as Tewksbury mustard; there's no more conceit in him" & @CRLF & _
                "	than is in a mallet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	Why does the prince love him so, then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Because their legs are both of a bigness, and a'" & @CRLF & _
                "	plays at quoits well, and eats conger and fennel," & @CRLF & _
                "	and drinks off candles' ends for flap-dragons, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	rides the wild-mare with the boys, and jumps upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	joined-stools, and swears with a good grace, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	wears his boots very smooth, like unto the sign of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the leg, and breeds no bate with telling of discreet" & @CRLF & _
                "	stories; and such other gambol faculties a' has," & @CRLF & _
                "	that show a weak mind and an able body, for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	which the prince admits him: for the prince himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	is such another; the weight of a hair will turn the" & @CRLF & _
                "	scales between their avoirdupois." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Would not this nave of a wheel have his ears cut off?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Let's beat him before his whore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Look, whether the withered elder hath not his poll" & @CRLF & _
                "	clawed like a parrot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Is it not strange that desire should so many years" & @CRLF & _
                "	outlive performance?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Kiss me, Doll." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Saturn and Venus this year in conjunction! what" & @CRLF & _
                "	says the almanac to that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	And look, whether the fiery Trigon, his man, be not" & @CRLF & _
                "	lisping to his master's old tables, his note-book," & @CRLF & _
                "	his counsel-keeper." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Thou dost give me flattering busses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	By my troth, I kiss thee with a most constant heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I am old, I am old." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	I love thee better than I love e'er a scurvy young" & @CRLF & _
                "	boy of them all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What stuff wilt have a kirtle of? I shall receive" & @CRLF & _
                "	money o' Thursday: shalt have a cap to-morrow. A" & @CRLF & _
                "	merry song, come: it grows late; we'll to bed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou'lt forget me when I am gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	By my troth, thou'lt set me a-weeping, an thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	sayest so: prove that ever I dress myself handsome" & @CRLF & _
                "	till thy return: well, harken at the end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Some sack, Francis." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  Anon, anon, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Coming forward]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Ha! a bastard son of the king's? And art not thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poins his brother?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Why, thou globe of sinful continents! what a life" & @CRLF & _
                "	dost thou lead!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	A better than thou: I am a gentleman; thou art a drawer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Very true, sir; and I come to draw you out by the ears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	O, the Lord preserve thy good grace! by my troth," & @CRLF & _
                "	welcome to London. Now, the Lord bless that sweet" & @CRLF & _
                "	face of thine! O, Jesu, are you come from Wales?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Thou whoreson mad compound of majesty, by this light" & @CRLF & _
                "	flesh and corrupt blood, thou art welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	How, you fat fool! I scorn you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	My lord, he will drive you out of your revenge and" & @CRLF & _
                "	turn all to a merriment, if you take not the heat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	You whoreson candle-mine, you, how vilely did you" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak of me even now before this honest, virtuous," & @CRLF & _
                "	civil gentlewoman!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	God's blessing of your good heart! and so she is," & @CRLF & _
                "	by my troth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Didst thou hear me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Yea, and you knew me, as you did when you ran away" & @CRLF & _
                "	by Gad's-hill: you knew I was at your back, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	spoke it on purpose to try my patience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	No, no, no; not so; I did not think thou wast within hearing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	I shall drive you then to confess the wilful abuse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and then I know how to handle you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	No abuse, Hal, o' mine honour, no abuse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Not to dispraise me, and call me pantier and" & @CRLF & _
                "	bread-chipper and I know not what?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	No abuse, Hal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	No abuse?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	No abuse, Ned, i' the world; honest Ned, none. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	dispraised him before the wicked, that the wicked" & @CRLF & _
                "	might not fall in love with him; in which doing, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have done the part of a careful friend and a true" & @CRLF & _
                "	subject, and thy father is to give me thanks for it." & @CRLF & _
                "	No abuse, Hal: none, Ned, none: no, faith, boys, none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	See now, whether pure fear and entire cowardice doth" & @CRLF & _
                "	not make thee wrong this virtuous gentlewoman to" & @CRLF & _
                "	close with us? is she of the wicked? is thine" & @CRLF & _
                "	hostess here of the wicked? or is thy boy of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	wicked? or honest Bardolph, whose zeal burns in his" & @CRLF & _
                "	nose, of the wicked?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POINS	Answer, thou dead elm, answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	The fiend hath pricked down Bardolph irrecoverable;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and his face is Lucifer's privy-kitchen, where he" & @CRLF & _
                "	doth nothing but roast malt-worms. For the boy," & @CRLF & _
                "	there is a good angel about him; but the devil" & @CRLF & _
                "	outbids him too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	For the women?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	For one of them, she is in hell already, and burns" & @CRLF & _
                "	poor souls. For the other, I owe her money, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	whether she be damned for that, I know not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	No, I warrant you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	No, I think thou art not; I think thou art quit for" & @CRLF & _
                "	that. Marry, there is another indictment upon thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	for suffering flesh to be eaten in thy house," & @CRLF & _
                "	contrary to the law; for the which I think thou wilt howl." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	All victuallers do so; what's a joint of mutton or" & @CRLF & _
                "	two in a whole Lent?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	You, gentlewoman,-" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	What says your grace?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	His grace says that which his flesh rebels against." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocking within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Who knocks so loud at door? Look to the door there, Francis." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PETO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Peto, how now! what news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETO	The king your father is at Westminster:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And there are twenty weak and wearied posts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come from the north: and, as I came along," & @CRLF & _
                "	I met and overtook a dozen captains," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bare-headed, sweating, knocking at the taverns," & @CRLF & _
                "	And asking every one for Sir John Falstaff." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	By heaven, Poins, I feel me much to blame," & @CRLF & _
                "	So idly to profane the precious time," & @CRLF & _
                "	When tempest of commotion, like the south" & @CRLF & _
                "	Borne with black vapour, doth begin to melt" & @CRLF & _
                "	And drop upon our bare unarmed heads." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me my sword and cloak. Falstaff, good night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt PRINCE HENRY, POINS, PETO and BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Now comes in the sweetest morsel of the night, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	we must hence and leave it unpicked." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocking within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	More knocking at the door!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now! what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	You must away to court, sir, presently;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A dozen captains stay at door for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	[To the Page]  Pay the musicians, sirrah. Farewell," & @CRLF & _
                "	hostess; farewell, Doll. You see, my good wenches," & @CRLF & _
                "	how men of merit are sought after: the undeserver" & @CRLF & _
                "	may sleep, when the man of action is called on." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell good wenches: if I be not sent away post," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will see you again ere I go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	I cannot speak; if my heart be not read to burst,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	well, sweet Jack, have a care of thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Farewell, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt FALSTAFF and BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Well, fare thee well: I have known thee these" & @CRLF & _
                "	twenty-nine years, come peascod-time; but an" & @CRLF & _
                "	honester and truer-hearted man,--well, fare thee well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	[Within]  Mistress Tearsheet!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	What's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	[Within]  Good Mistress Tearsheet, come to my master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	O, run, Doll, run; run, good Doll: come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[She comes blubbered]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, will you come, Doll?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Westminster. The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING HENRY IV in his nightgown, with a Page]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Go call the Earls of Surrey and of Warwick;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, ere they come, bid them o'er-read these letters," & @CRLF & _
                "	And well consider of them; make good speed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Page]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How many thousand of my poorest subjects" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are at this hour asleep! O sleep, O gentle sleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down" & @CRLF & _
                "	And steep my senses in forgetfulness?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hush'd with buzzing night-flies to thy slumber," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than in the perfumed chambers of the great," & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the canopies of costly state," & @CRLF & _
                "	And lull'd with sound of sweetest melody?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O thou dull god, why liest thou with the vile" & @CRLF & _
                "	In loathsome beds, and leavest the kingly couch" & @CRLF & _
                "	A watch-case or a common 'larum-bell?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains" & @CRLF & _
                "	In cradle of the rude imperious surge" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the visitation of the winds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who take the ruffian billows by the top," & @CRLF & _
                "	Curling their monstrous heads and hanging them" & @CRLF & _
                "	With deafening clamour in the slippery clouds," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, with the hurly, death itself awakes?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Canst thou, O partial sleep, give thy repose" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the calmest and most stillest night," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all appliances and means to boot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deny it to a king? Then happy low, lie down!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter WARWICK and SURREY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Many good morrows to your majesty!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Is it good morrow, lords?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	'Tis one o'clock, and past." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Why, then, good morrow to you all, my lords." & @CRLF & _
                "	Have you read o'er the letters that I sent you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	We have, my liege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Then you perceive the body of our kingdom" & @CRLF & _
                "	How foul it is; what rank diseases grow" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with what danger, near the heart of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	It is but as a body yet distemper'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which to his former strength may be restored" & @CRLF & _
                "	With good advice and little medicine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My Lord Northumberland will soon be cool'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	O God! that one might read the book of fate," & @CRLF & _
                "	And see the revolution of the times" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make mountains level, and the continent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Weary of solid firmness, melt itself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the sea! and, other times, to see" & @CRLF & _
                "	The beachy girdle of the ocean" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too wide for Neptune's hips; how chances mock," & @CRLF & _
                "	And changes fill the cup of alteration" & @CRLF & _
                "	With divers liquors! O, if this were seen," & @CRLF & _
                "	The happiest youth, viewing his progress through," & @CRLF & _
                "	What perils past, what crosses to ensue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would shut the book, and sit him down and die." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not 'ten years gone" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since Richard and Northumberland, great friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did feast together, and in two years after" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were they at wars: it is but eight years since" & @CRLF & _
                "	This Percy was the man nearest my soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who like a brother toil'd in my affairs" & @CRLF & _
                "	And laid his love and life under my foot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, for my sake, even to the eyes of Richard" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gave him defiance. But which of you was by--" & @CRLF & _
                "	You, cousin Nevil, as I may remember--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To WARWICK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	When Richard, with his eye brimful of tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then cheque'd and rated by Northumberland," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did speak these words, now proved a prophecy?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Northumberland, thou ladder by the which" & @CRLF & _
                "	My cousin Bolingbroke ascends my throne;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though then, God knows, I had no such intent," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that necessity so bow'd the state" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I and greatness were compell'd to kiss:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'The time shall come,' thus did he follow it," & @CRLF & _
                "	'The time will come, that foul sin, gathering head," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall break into corruption:' so went on," & @CRLF & _
                "	Foretelling this same time's condition" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the division of our amity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	There is a history in all men's lives," & @CRLF & _
                "	Figuring the nature of the times deceased;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The which observed, a man may prophesy," & @CRLF & _
                "	With a near aim, of the main chance of things" & @CRLF & _
                "	As yet not come to life, which in their seeds" & @CRLF & _
                "	And weak beginnings lie intreasured." & @CRLF & _
                "	Such things become the hatch and brood of time;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by the necessary form of this" & @CRLF & _
                "	King Richard might create a perfect guess" & @CRLF & _
                "	That great Northumberland, then false to him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would of that seed grow to a greater falseness;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which should not find a ground to root upon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless on you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	                  Are these things then necessities?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then let us meet them like necessities:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that same word even now cries out on us:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They say the bishop and Northumberland" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are fifty thousand strong." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	It cannot be, my lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rumour doth double, like the voice and echo," & @CRLF & _
                "	The numbers of the fear'd. Please it your grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	To go to bed. Upon my soul, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	The powers that you already have sent forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall bring this prize in very easily." & @CRLF & _
                "	To comfort you the more, I have received" & @CRLF & _
                "	A certain instance that Glendower is dead." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your majesty hath been this fortnight ill," & @CRLF & _
                "	And these unseason'd hours perforce must add" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto your sickness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	I will take your counsel:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And were these inward wars once out of hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	We would, dear lords, unto the Holy Land." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Gloucestershire. Before SHALLOW'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SHALLOW and SILENCE, meeting; MOULDY," & @CRLF & _
                "	SHADOW, WART, FEEBLE, BULLCALF, a Servant or two" & @CRLF & _
                "	with them]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Come on, come on, come on, sir; give me your hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	sir, give me your hand, sir: an early stirrer, by" & @CRLF & _
                "	the rood! And how doth my good cousin Silence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILENCE	Good morrow, good cousin Shallow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	And how doth my cousin, your bedfellow? and your" & @CRLF & _
                "	fairest daughter and mine, my god-daughter Ellen?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILENCE	Alas, a black ousel, cousin Shallow!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	By yea and nay, sir, I dare say my cousin William is" & @CRLF & _
                "	become a good scholar: he is at Oxford still, is he not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILENCE	Indeed, sir, to my cost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	A' must, then, to the inns o' court shortly. I was" & @CRLF & _
                "	once of Clement's Inn, where I think they will" & @CRLF & _
                "	talk of mad Shallow yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILENCE	You were called 'lusty Shallow' then, cousin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	By the mass, I was called any thing; and I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	have done any thing indeed too, and roundly too." & @CRLF & _
                "	There was I, and little John Doit of Staffordshire," & @CRLF & _
                "	and black George Barnes, and Francis Pickbone, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will Squele, a Cotswold man; you had not four such" & @CRLF & _
                "	swinge-bucklers in all the inns o' court again: and" & @CRLF & _
                "	I may say to you, we knew where the bona-robas were" & @CRLF & _
                "	and had the best of them all at commandment. Then" & @CRLF & _
                "	was Jack Falstaff, now Sir John, a boy, and page to" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thomas Mowbray, Duke of Norfolk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILENCE	This Sir John, cousin, that comes hither anon about soldiers?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	The same Sir John, the very same. I  see him break" & @CRLF & _
                "	Skogan's head at the court-gate, when a' was a" & @CRLF & _
                "	crack not thus high: and the very same day did I" & @CRLF & _
                "	fight with one Sampson Stockfish, a fruiterer," & @CRLF & _
                "	behind Gray's Inn. Jesu, Jesu, the mad days that I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have spent! and to see how many of my old" & @CRLF & _
                "	acquaintance are dead!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILENCE	We shall all follow, cousin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHADOW	Certain, 'tis certain; very sure, very sure: death," & @CRLF & _
                "	as the Psalmist saith, is certain to all; all shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	die. How a good yoke of bullocks at Stamford fair?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILENCE	By my troth, I was not there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Death is certain. Is old Double of your town living" & @CRLF & _
                "	yet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILENCE	Dead, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Jesu, Jesu, dead! a' drew a good bow; and dead! a'" & @CRLF & _
                "	shot a fine shoot: John a Gaunt loved him well, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	betted much money on his head. Dead! a' would have" & @CRLF & _
                "	clapped i' the clout at twelve score; and carried" & @CRLF & _
                "	you a forehand shaft a fourteen and fourteen and a" & @CRLF & _
                "	half, that it would have done a man's heart good to" & @CRLF & _
                "	see. How a score of ewes now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILENCE	Thereafter as they be: a score of good ewes may be" & @CRLF & _
                "	worth ten pounds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	And is old Double dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILENCE	Here come two of Sir John Falstaff's men, as I think." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BARDOLPH and one with him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Good morrow, honest gentlemen: I beseech you, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	is Justice Shallow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	I am Robert Shallow, sir; a poor esquire of this" & @CRLF & _
                "	county, and one of the king's justices of the peace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is your good pleasure with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	My captain, sir, commends him to you; my captain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir John Falstaff, a tall gentleman, by heaven, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	a most gallant leader." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	He greets me well, sir. I knew him a good backsword" & @CRLF & _
                "	man. How doth the good knight? may I ask how my" & @CRLF & _
                "	lady his wife doth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Sir, pardon; a soldier is better accommodated than" & @CRLF & _
                "	with a wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	It is well said, in faith, sir; and it is well said" & @CRLF & _
                "	indeed too. Better accommodated! it is good; yea," & @CRLF & _
                "	indeed, is it: good phrases are surely, and ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	were, very commendable. Accommodated! it comes of" & @CRLF & _
                "	'accommodo' very good; a good phrase." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Pardon me, sir; I have heard the word. Phrase call" & @CRLF & _
                "	you it? by this good day, I know not the phrase;" & @CRLF & _
                "	but I will maintain the word with my sword to be a" & @CRLF & _
                "	soldier-like word, and a word of exceeding good" & @CRLF & _
                "	command, by heaven. Accommodated; that is, when a" & @CRLF & _
                "	man is, as they say, accommodated; or when a man is," & @CRLF & _
                "	being, whereby a' may be thought to be accommodated;" & @CRLF & _
                "	which is an excellent thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	It is very just." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FALSTAFF]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, here comes good Sir John. Give me your good" & @CRLF & _
                "	hand, give me your worship's good hand: by my" & @CRLF & _
                "	troth, you like well and bear your years very well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	welcome, good Sir John." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I am glad to see you well, good Master Robert" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shallow: Master Surecard, as I think?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	No, Sir John; it is my cousin Silence, in commission with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Good Master Silence, it well befits you should be of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILENCE	Your good-worship is welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Fie! this is hot weather, gentlemen. Have you" & @CRLF & _
                "	provided me here half a dozen sufficient men?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Marry, have we, sir. Will you sit?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Let me see them, I beseech you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Where's the roll? where's the roll? where's the" & @CRLF & _
                "	roll? Let me see, let me see, let me see. So, so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	yea, marry, sir: Ralph Mouldy! Let them appear as" & @CRLF & _
                "	I call; let them do so, let them do so. Let me" & @CRLF & _
                "	see; where is Mouldy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOULDY	Here, an't please you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	What think you, Sir John? a good-limbed fellow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	young, strong, and of good friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Is thy name Mouldy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOULDY	Yea, an't please you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	'Tis the more time thou wert used." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Ha, ha, ha! most excellent, i' faith! Things that" & @CRLF & _
                "	are mouldy lack use: very singular good! in faith," & @CRLF & _
                "	well said, Sir John, very well said." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Prick him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOULDY	I was pricked well enough before, an you could have" & @CRLF & _
                "	let me alone: my old dame will be undone now for" & @CRLF & _
                "	one to do her husbandry and her drudgery: you need" & @CRLF & _
                "	not to have pricked me; there are other men fitter" & @CRLF & _
                "	to go out than I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Go to: peace, Mouldy; you shall go. Mouldy, it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	time you were spent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOULDY	Spent!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Peace, fellow, peace; stand aside: know you where" & @CRLF & _
                "	you are? For the other, Sir John: let me see:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Simon Shadow!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Yea, marry, let me have him to sit under: he's like" & @CRLF & _
                "	to be a cold soldier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Where's Shadow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHADOW	Here, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Shadow, whose son art thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHADOW	My mother's son, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Thy mother's son! like enough, and thy father's" & @CRLF & _
                "	shadow: so the son of the female is the shadow of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the male: it is often so, indeed; but much of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	father's substance!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Do you like him, Sir John?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Shadow will serve for summer; prick him, for we have" & @CRLF & _
                "	a number of shadows to fill up the muster-book." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Thomas Wart!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Where's he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WART	Here, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Is thy name Wart?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WART	Yea, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Thou art a very ragged wart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Shall I prick him down, Sir John?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	It were superfluous; for his apparel is built upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	his back and the whole frame stands upon pins:" & @CRLF & _
                "	prick him no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Ha, ha, ha! you can do it, sir; you can do it: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	commend you well. Francis Feeble!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FEEBLE	Here, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What trade art thou, Feeble?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FEEBLE	A woman's tailor, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Shall I prick him, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	You may: but if he had been a man's tailor, he'ld" & @CRLF & _
                "	ha' pricked you. Wilt thou make as many holes in" & @CRLF & _
                "	an enemy's battle as thou hast done in a woman's petticoat?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FEEBLE	I will do my good will, sir; you can have no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Well said, good woman's tailor! well said," & @CRLF & _
                "	courageous Feeble! thou wilt be as valiant as the" & @CRLF & _
                "	wrathful dove or most magnanimous mouse. Prick the" & @CRLF & _
                "	woman's tailor: well, Master Shallow; deep, Master Shallow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FEEBLE	I would Wart might have gone, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I would thou wert a man's tailor, that thou mightst" & @CRLF & _
                "	mend him and make him fit to go. I cannot put him" & @CRLF & _
                "	to a private soldier that is the leader of so many" & @CRLF & _
                "	thousands: let that suffice, most forcible Feeble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FEEBLE	It shall suffice, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I am bound to thee, reverend Feeble. Who is next?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Peter Bullcalf o' the green!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Yea, marry, let's see Bullcalf." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BULLCALF	Here, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	'Fore God, a likely fellow! Come, prick me Bullcalf" & @CRLF & _
                "	till he roar again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BULLCALF	O Lord! good my lord captain,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What, dost thou roar before thou art pricked?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BULLCALF	O Lord, sir! I am a diseased man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What disease hast thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BULLCALF	A whoreson cold, sir, a cough, sir, which I caught" & @CRLF & _
                "	with ringing in the king's affairs upon his" & @CRLF & _
                "	coronation-day, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Come, thou shalt go to the wars in a gown; we wilt" & @CRLF & _
                "	have away thy cold; and I will take such order that" & @CRLF & _
                "	my friends shall ring for thee. Is here all?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Here is two more called than your number, you must" & @CRLF & _
                "	have but four here, sir: and so, I pray you, go in" & @CRLF & _
                "	with me to dinner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Come, I will go drink with you, but I cannot tarry" & @CRLF & _
                "	dinner. I am glad to see you, by my troth, Master Shallow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	O, Sir John, do you remember since we lay all night" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the windmill in Saint George's field?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	No more of that, good Master Shallow, no more of that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Ha! 'twas a merry night. And is Jane Nightwork alive?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	She lives, Master Shallow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	She never could away with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Never, never; she would always say she could not" & @CRLF & _
                "	abide Master Shallow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	By the mass, I could anger her to the heart. She" & @CRLF & _
                "	was then a bona-roba. Doth she hold her own well?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Old, old, Master Shallow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Nay, she must be old; she cannot choose but be old;" & @CRLF & _
                "	certain she's old; and had Robin Nightwork by old" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nightwork before I came to Clement's Inn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILENCE	That's fifty-five year ago." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Ha, cousin Silence, that thou hadst seen that that" & @CRLF & _
                "	this knight and I have seen! Ha, Sir John, said I well?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	We have heard the chimes at midnight, Master Shallow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	That we have, that we have, that we have; in faith," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir John, we have: our watch-word was 'Hem boys!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, let's to dinner; come, let's to dinner:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Jesus, the days that we have seen! Come, come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt FALSTAFF and Justices]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BULLCALF	Good Master Corporate Bardolph, stand my friend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and here's four Harry ten shillings in French crowns" & @CRLF & _
                "	for you. In very truth, sir, I had as lief be" & @CRLF & _
                "	hanged, sir, as go: and yet, for mine own part, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do not care; but rather, because I am unwilling," & @CRLF & _
                "	and, for mine own part, have a desire to stay with" & @CRLF & _
                "	my friends; else, sir, I did not care, for mine own" & @CRLF & _
                "	part, so much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Go to; stand aside." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOULDY	And, good master corporal captain, for my old" & @CRLF & _
                "	dame's sake, stand my friend: she has nobody to do" & @CRLF & _
                "	any thing about her when I am gone; and she is old," & @CRLF & _
                "	and cannot help herself: You shall have forty, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Go to; stand aside." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FEEBLE	By my troth, I care not; a man can die but once: we" & @CRLF & _
                "	owe God a death: I'll ne'er bear a base mind:" & @CRLF & _
                "	an't be my destiny, so; an't be not, so: no man is" & @CRLF & _
                "	too good to serve's prince; and let it go which way" & @CRLF & _
                "	it will, he that dies this year is quit for the next." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Well said; thou'rt a good fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FEEBLE	Faith, I'll bear no base mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter FALSTAFF and the Justices]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Come, sir, which men shall I have?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Four of which you please." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Sir, a word with you: I have three pound to free" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mouldy and Bullcalf." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Go to; well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Come, Sir John, which four will you have?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Do you choose for me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Marry, then, Mouldy, Bullcalf, Feeble and Shadow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Mouldy and Bullcalf: for you, Mouldy, stay at home" & @CRLF & _
                "	till you are past service: and for your part," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bullcalf, grow till you come unto it: I will none of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Sir John, Sir John, do not yourself wrong: they are" & @CRLF & _
                "	your likeliest men, and I would have you served with the best." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Will you tell me, Master Shallow, how to choose a" & @CRLF & _
                "	man? Care I for the limb, the thewes, the stature," & @CRLF & _
                "	bulk, and big assemblance of a man! Give me the" & @CRLF & _
                "	spirit, Master Shallow. Here's Wart; you see what a" & @CRLF & _
                "	ragged appearance it is; a' shall charge you and" & @CRLF & _
                "	discharge you with the motion of a pewterer's" & @CRLF & _
                "	hammer, come off and on swifter than he that gibbets" & @CRLF & _
                "	on the brewer's bucket. And this same half-faced" & @CRLF & _
                "	fellow, Shadow; give me this man: he presents no" & @CRLF & _
                "	mark to the enemy; the foeman may with as great aim" & @CRLF & _
                "	level at the edge of a penknife. And for a retreat;" & @CRLF & _
                "	how swiftly will this Feeble the woman's tailor run" & @CRLF & _
                "	off! O, give me the spare men, and spare me the" & @CRLF & _
                "	great ones. Put me a caliver into Wart's hand, Bardolph." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Hold, Wart, traverse; thus, thus, thus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Come, manage me your caliver. So: very well: go" & @CRLF & _
                "	to: very good, exceeding good. O, give me always a" & @CRLF & _
                "	little, lean, old, chapt, bald shot. Well said, i'" & @CRLF & _
                "	faith, Wart; thou'rt a good scab: hold, there's a" & @CRLF & _
                "	tester for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	He is not his craft's master; he doth not do it" & @CRLF & _
                "	right. I remember at Mile-end Green, when I lay at" & @CRLF & _
                "	Clement's Inn--I was then Sir Dagonet in Arthur's" & @CRLF & _
                "	show,--there was a little quiver fellow, and a'" & @CRLF & _
                "	would manage you his piece thus; and a' would about" & @CRLF & _
                "	and about, and come you in and come you in: 'rah," & @CRLF & _
                "	tah, tah,' would a' say; 'bounce' would a' say; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	away again would a' go, and again would a' come: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall ne'er see such a fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	These fellows will do well, Master Shallow. God" & @CRLF & _
                "	keep you, Master Silence: I will not use many words" & @CRLF & _
                "	with you. Fare you well, gentlemen both: I thank" & @CRLF & _
                "	you: I must a dozen mile to-night. Bardolph, give" & @CRLF & _
                "	the soldiers coats." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Sir John, the Lord bless you! God prosper your" & @CRLF & _
                "	affairs! God send us peace! At your return visit" & @CRLF & _
                "	our house; let our old acquaintance be renewed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	peradventure I will with ye to the court." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	'Fore God, I would you would, Master Shallow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Go to; I have spoke at a word. God keep you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Fare you well, gentle gentlemen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Justices]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	On, Bardolph; lead the men away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt BARDOLPH, Recruits, &c]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I return, I will fetch off these justices: I do" & @CRLF & _
                "	see the bottom of Justice Shallow. Lord, Lord, how" & @CRLF & _
                "	subject we old men are to this vice of lying! This" & @CRLF & _
                "	same starved justice hath done nothing but prate to" & @CRLF & _
                "	me of the wildness of his youth, and the feats he" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath done about Turnbull Street: and every third" & @CRLF & _
                "	word a lie, duer paid to the hearer than the Turk's" & @CRLF & _
                "	tribute. I do remember him at Clement's Inn like a" & @CRLF & _
                "	man made after supper of a cheese-paring: when a'" & @CRLF & _
                "	was naked, he was, for all the world, like a forked" & @CRLF & _
                "	radish, with a head fantastically carved upon it" & @CRLF & _
                "	with a knife: a' was so forlorn, that his" & @CRLF & _
                "	dimensions to any thick sight were invincible: a'" & @CRLF & _
                "	was the very genius of famine; yet lecherous as a" & @CRLF & _
                "	monkey, and the whores called him mandrake: a' came" & @CRLF & _
                "	ever in the rearward of the fashion, and sung those" & @CRLF & _
                "	tunes to the overscutched huswives that he heard the" & @CRLF & _
                "	carmen whistle, and swear they were his fancies or" & @CRLF & _
                "	his good-nights. And now is this Vice's dagger" & @CRLF & _
                "	become a squire, and talks as familiarly of John a" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gaunt as if he had been sworn brother to him; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll be sworn a' ne'er saw him but once in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tilt-yard; and then he burst his head for crowding" & @CRLF & _
                "	among the marshal's men. I saw it, and told John a" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gaunt he beat his own name; for you might have" & @CRLF & _
                "	thrust him and all his apparel into an eel-skin; the" & @CRLF & _
                "	case of a treble hautboy was a mansion for him, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	court: and now has he land and beefs. Well, I'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	be acquainted with him, if I return; and it shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	go hard but I will make him a philosopher's two" & @CRLF & _
                "	stones to me: if the young dace be a bait for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	old pike, I see no reason in the law of nature but I" & @CRLF & _
                "	may snap at him. Let time shape, and there an end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Yorkshire. Gaultree Forest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF YORK, MOWBRAY, LORD" & @CRLF & _
                "	HASTINGS, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	What is this forest call'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	'Tis Gaultree Forest, an't shall please your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	Here stand, my lords; and send discoverers forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	To know the numbers of our enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	We have sent forth already." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	'Tis well done." & @CRLF & _
                "	My friends and brethren in these great affairs," & @CRLF & _
                "	I must acquaint you that I have received" & @CRLF & _
                "	New-dated letters from Northumberland;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their cold intent, tenor and substance, thus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here doth he wish his person, with such powers" & @CRLF & _
                "	As might hold sortance with his quality," & @CRLF & _
                "	The which he could not levy; whereupon" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is retired, to ripe his growing fortunes," & @CRLF & _
                "	To Scotland: and concludes in hearty prayers" & @CRLF & _
                "	That your attempts may overlive the hazard" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fearful melting of their opposite." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOWBRAY	Thus do the hopes we have in him touch ground" & @CRLF & _
                "	And dash themselves to pieces." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	Now, what news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	West of this forest, scarcely off a mile," & @CRLF & _
                "	In goodly form comes on the enemy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, by the ground they hide, I judge their number" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon or near the rate of thirty thousand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOWBRAY	The just proportion that we gave them out" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us sway on and face them in the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	What well-appointed leader fronts us here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter WESTMORELAND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOWBRAY	I think it is my Lord of Westmoreland." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	Health and fair greeting from our general," & @CRLF & _
                "	The prince, Lord John and Duke of Lancaster." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	Say on, my Lord of Westmoreland, in peace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What doth concern your coming?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	Then, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto your grace do I in chief address" & @CRLF & _
                "	The substance of my speech. If that rebellion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Came like itself, in base and abject routs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Led on by bloody youth, guarded with rags," & @CRLF & _
                "	And countenanced by boys and beggary," & @CRLF & _
                "	I say, if damn'd commotion so appear'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	In his true, native and most proper shape," & @CRLF & _
                "	You, reverend father, and these noble lords" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had not been here, to dress the ugly form" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of base and bloody insurrection" & @CRLF & _
                "	With your fair honours. You, lord archbishop," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose see is by a civil peace maintained," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose beard the silver hand of peace hath touch'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose learning and good letters peace hath tutor'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose white investments figure innocence," & @CRLF & _
                "	The dove and very blessed spirit of peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherefore do you so ill translate ourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of the speech of peace that bears such grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the harsh and boisterous tongue of war;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Turning your books to graves, your ink to blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your pens to lances and your tongue divine" & @CRLF & _
                "	To a trumpet and a point of war?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	Wherefore do I this? so the question stands." & @CRLF & _
                "	Briefly to this end: we are all diseased," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with our surfeiting and wanton hours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have brought ourselves into a burning fever," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we must bleed for it; of which disease" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our late king, Richard, being infected, died." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, my most noble Lord of Westmoreland," & @CRLF & _
                "	I take not on me here as a physician," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor do I as an enemy to peace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Troop in the throngs of military men;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But rather show awhile like fearful war," & @CRLF & _
                "	To diet rank minds sick of happiness" & @CRLF & _
                "	And purge the obstructions which begin to stop" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our very veins of life. Hear me more plainly." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have in equal balance justly weigh'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	What wrongs our arms may do, what wrongs we suffer," & @CRLF & _
                "	And find our griefs heavier than our offences." & @CRLF & _
                "	We see which way the stream of time doth run," & @CRLF & _
                "	And are enforced from our most quiet there" & @CRLF & _
                "	By the rough torrent of occasion;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And have the summary of all our griefs," & @CRLF & _
                "	When time shall serve, to show in articles;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which long ere this we offer'd to the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	And might by no suit gain our audience:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When we are wrong'd and would unfold our griefs," & @CRLF & _
                "	We are denied access unto his person" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even by those men that most have done us wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "	The dangers of the days but newly gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose memory is written on the earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	With yet appearing blood, and the examples" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of every minute's instance, present now," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath put us in these ill-beseeming arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not to break peace or any branch of it," & @CRLF & _
                "	But to establish here a peace indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Concurring both in name and quality." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	When ever yet was your appeal denied?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein have you been galled by the king?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What peer hath been suborn'd to grate on you," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you should seal this lawless bloody book" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of forged rebellion with a seal divine" & @CRLF & _
                "	And consecrate commotion's bitter edge?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	My brother general, the commonwealth," & @CRLF & _
                "	To brother born an household cruelty," & @CRLF & _
                "	I make my quarrel in particular." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	There is no need of any such redress;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or if there were, it not belongs to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOWBRAY	Why not to him in part, and to us all" & @CRLF & _
                "	That feel the bruises of the days before," & @CRLF & _
                "	And suffer the condition of these times" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lay a heavy and unequal hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon our honours?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	                  O, my good Lord Mowbray," & @CRLF & _
                "	Construe the times to their necessities," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you shall say indeed, it is the time," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not the king, that doth you injuries." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet for your part, it not appears to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either from the king or in the present time" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you should have an inch of any ground" & @CRLF & _
                "	To build a grief on: were you not restored" & @CRLF & _
                "	To all the Duke of Norfolk's signories," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your noble and right well remember'd father's?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOWBRAY	What thing, in honour, had my father lost," & @CRLF & _
                "	That need to be revived and breathed in me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king that loved him, as the state stood then," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was force perforce compell'd to banish him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then that Harry Bolingbroke and he," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being mounted and both roused in their seats," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their neighing coursers daring of the spur," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their armed staves in charge, their beavers down," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their eyes of fire sparking through sights of steel" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the loud trumpet blowing them together," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, then, when there was nothing could have stay'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father from the breast of Bolingbroke," & @CRLF & _
                "	O when the king did throw his warder down," & @CRLF & _
                "	His own life hung upon the staff he threw;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then threw he down himself and all their lives" & @CRLF & _
                "	That by indictment and by dint of sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have since miscarried under Bolingbroke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	You speak, Lord Mowbray, now you know not what." & @CRLF & _
                "	The Earl of Hereford was reputed then" & @CRLF & _
                "	In England the most valiant gentlemen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who knows on whom fortune would then have smiled?" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if your father had been victor there," & @CRLF & _
                "	He ne'er had borne it out of Coventry:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For all the country in a general voice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cried hate upon him; and all their prayers and love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were set on Hereford, whom they doted on" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bless'd and graced indeed, more than the king." & @CRLF & _
                "	But this is mere digression from my purpose." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here come I from our princely general" & @CRLF & _
                "	To know your griefs; to tell you from his grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he will give you audience; and wherein" & @CRLF & _
                "	It shall appear that your demands are just," & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall enjoy them, every thing set off" & @CRLF & _
                "	That might so much as think you enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOWBRAY	But he hath forced us to compel this offer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And it proceeds from policy, not love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	Mowbray, you overween to take it so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This offer comes from mercy, not from fear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, lo! within a ken our army lies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon mine honour, all too confident" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give admittance to a thought of fear." & @CRLF & _
                "	Our battle is more full of names than yours," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our men more perfect in the use of arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our armour all as strong, our cause the best;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then reason will our heart should be as good" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say you not then our offer is compell'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOWBRAY	Well, by my will we shall admit no parley." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	That argues but the shame of your offence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A rotten case abides no handling." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	Hath the Prince John a full commission," & @CRLF & _
                "	In very ample virtue of his father," & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear and absolutely to determine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what conditions we shall stand upon?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	That is intended in the general's name:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I muse you make so slight a question." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	Then take, my Lord of Westmoreland, this schedule," & @CRLF & _
                "	For this contains our general grievances:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Each several article herein redress'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	All members of our cause, both here and hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	That are insinew'd to this action," & @CRLF & _
                "	Acquitted by a true substantial form" & @CRLF & _
                "	And present execution of our wills" & @CRLF & _
                "	To us and to our purposes confined," & @CRLF & _
                "	We come within our awful banks again" & @CRLF & _
                "	And knit our powers to the arm of peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	This will I show the general. Please you, lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	In sight of both our battles we may meet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And either end in peace, which God so frame!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or to the place of difference call the swords" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which must decide it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	My lord, we will do so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit WESTMORELAND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOWBRAY	There is a thing within my bosom tells me" & @CRLF & _
                "	That no conditions of our peace can stand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	Fear you not that: if we can make our peace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon such large terms and so absolute" & @CRLF & _
                "	As our conditions shall consist upon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our peace shall stand as firm as rocky mountains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOWBRAY	Yea, but our valuation shall be such" & @CRLF & _
                "	That every slight and false-derived cause," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, every idle, nice and wanton reason" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall to the king taste of this action;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, were our royal faiths martyrs in love," & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall be winnow'd with so rough a wind" & @CRLF & _
                "	That even our corn shall seem as light as chaff" & @CRLF & _
                "	And good from bad find no partition." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	No, no, my lord. Note this; the king is weary" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of dainty and such picking grievances:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he hath found to end one doubt by death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Revives two greater in the heirs of life," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore will he wipe his tables clean" & @CRLF & _
                "	And keep no tell-tale to his memory" & @CRLF & _
                "	That may repeat and history his loss" & @CRLF & _
                "	To new remembrance; for full well he knows" & @CRLF & _
                "	He cannot so precisely weed this land" & @CRLF & _
                "	As his misdoubts present occasion:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His foes are so enrooted with his friends" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, plucking to unfix an enemy," & @CRLF & _
                "	He doth unfasten so and shake a friend:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So that this land, like an offensive wife" & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath enraged him on to offer strokes," & @CRLF & _
                "	As he is striking, holds his infant up" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hangs resolved correction in the arm" & @CRLF & _
                "	That was uprear'd to execution." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	Besides, the king hath wasted all his rods" & @CRLF & _
                "	On late offenders, that he now doth lack" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very instruments of chastisement:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So that his power, like to a fangless lion," & @CRLF & _
                "	May offer, but not hold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	'Tis very true:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore be assured, my good lord marshal," & @CRLF & _
                "	If we do now make our atonement well," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our peace will, like a broken limb united," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grow stronger for the breaking." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOWBRAY	Be it so." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is return'd my Lord of Westmoreland." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter WESTMORELAND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	The prince is here at hand: pleaseth your lordship" & @CRLF & _
                "	To meet his grace just distance 'tween our armies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOWBRAY	Your grace of York, in God's name then, set forward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	Before, and greet his grace: my lord, we come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Another part of the forest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, from one side, MOWBRAY, attended; afterwards" & @CRLF & _
                "	the ARCHBISHOP OF YORK, HASTINGS, and others: from" & @CRLF & _
                "	the other side, Prince John of LANCASTER, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	WESTMORELAND; Officers, and others with them]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	You are well encounter'd here, my cousin Mowbray:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good day to you, gentle lord archbishop;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so to you, Lord Hastings, and to all." & @CRLF & _
                "	My Lord of York, it better show'd with you" & @CRLF & _
                "	When that your flock, assembled by the bell," & @CRLF & _
                "	Encircled you to hear with reverence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your exposition on the holy text" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than now to see you here an iron man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cheering a rout of rebels with your drum," & @CRLF & _
                "	Turning the word to sword and life to death." & @CRLF & _
                "	That man that sits within a monarch's heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ripens in the sunshine of his favour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would he abuse the countenance of the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Alack, what mischiefs might he set abrooch" & @CRLF & _
                "	In shadow of such greatness! With you, lord bishop," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is even so. Who hath not heard it spoken" & @CRLF & _
                "	How deep you were within the books of God?" & @CRLF & _
                "	To us the speaker in his parliament;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To us the imagined voice of God himself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very opener and intelligencer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between the grace, the sanctities of heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	And our dull workings. O, who shall believe" & @CRLF & _
                "	But you misuse the reverence of your place," & @CRLF & _
                "	Employ the countenance and grace of heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	As a false favourite doth his prince's name," & @CRLF & _
                "	In deeds dishonourable? You have ta'en up," & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the counterfeited zeal of God," & @CRLF & _
                "	The subjects of his substitute, my father," & @CRLF & _
                "	And both against the peace of heaven and him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have here up-swarm'd them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	Good my Lord of Lancaster," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not here against your father's peace;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, as I told my lord of Westmoreland," & @CRLF & _
                "	The time misorder'd doth, in common sense," & @CRLF & _
                "	Crowd us and crush us to this monstrous form," & @CRLF & _
                "	To hold our safety up. I sent your grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	The parcels and particulars of our grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	The which hath been with scorn shoved from the court," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereon this Hydra son of war is born;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose dangerous eyes may well be charm'd asleep" & @CRLF & _
                "	With grant of our most just and right desires," & @CRLF & _
                "	And true obedience, of this madness cured," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stoop tamely to the foot of majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOWBRAY	If not, we ready are to try our fortunes" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the last man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	                  And though we here fall down," & @CRLF & _
                "	We have supplies to second our attempt:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If they miscarry, theirs shall second them;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so success of mischief shall be born" & @CRLF & _
                "	And heir from heir shall hold this quarrel up" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles England shall have generation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	You are too shallow, Hastings, much too shallow," & @CRLF & _
                "	To sound the bottom of the after-times." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	Pleaseth your grace to answer them directly" & @CRLF & _
                "	How far forth you do like their articles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	I like them all, and do allow them well," & @CRLF & _
                "	And swear here, by the honour of my blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	My father's purposes have been mistook," & @CRLF & _
                "	And some about him have too lavishly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wrested his meaning and authority." & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord, these griefs shall be with speed redress'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my soul, they shall. If this may please you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Discharge your powers unto their several counties," & @CRLF & _
                "	As we will ours: and here between the armies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's drink together friendly and embrace," & @CRLF & _
                "	That all their eyes may bear those tokens home" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of our restored love and amity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	I take your princely word for these redresses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	I give it you, and will maintain my word:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thereupon I drink unto your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	Go, captain, and deliver to the army" & @CRLF & _
                "	This news of peace: let them have pay, and part:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know it will well please them. Hie thee, captain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Officer]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	To you, my noble Lord of Westmoreland." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	I pledge your grace; and, if you knew what pains" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have bestow'd to breed this present peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	You would drink freely: but my love to ye" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall show itself more openly hereafter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	I do not doubt you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	I am glad of it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Health to my lord and gentle cousin, Mowbray." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOWBRAY	You wish me health in very happy season;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am, on the sudden, something ill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	Against ill chances men are ever merry;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But heaviness foreruns the good event." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	Therefore be merry, coz; since sudden sorrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Serves to say thus, 'some good thing comes" & @CRLF & _
                "	to-morrow.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	Believe me, I am passing light in spirit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOWBRAY	So much the worse, if your own rule be true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Shouts within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	The word of peace is render'd: hark, how they shout!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOWBRAY	This had been cheerful after victory." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	A peace is of the nature of a conquest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For then both parties nobly are subdued," & @CRLF & _
                "	And neither party loser." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	Go, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let our army be discharged too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit WESTMORELAND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, good my lord, so please you, let our trains" & @CRLF & _
                "	March, by us, that we may peruse the men" & @CRLF & _
                "	We should have coped withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	Go, good Lord Hastings," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, ere they be dismissed, let them march by." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit HASTINGS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	I trust, lords, we shall lie to-night together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter WESTMORELAND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, cousin, wherefore stands our army still?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	The leaders, having charge from you to stand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will not go off until they hear you speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	They know their duties." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter HASTINGS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	My lord, our army is dispersed already;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like youthful steers unyoked, they take their courses" & @CRLF & _
                "	East, west, north, south; or, like a school broke up," & @CRLF & _
                "	Each hurries toward his home and sporting-place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	Good tidings, my Lord Hastings; for the which" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do arrest thee, traitor, of high treason:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you, lord archbishop, and you, Lord Mowbray," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of capitol treason I attach you both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOWBRAY	Is this proceeding just and honourable?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	Is your assembly so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	Will you thus break your faith?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	I pawn'd thee none:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I promised you redress of these same grievances" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereof you did complain; which, by mine honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will perform with a most Christian care." & @CRLF & _
                "	But for you, rebels, look to taste the due" & @CRLF & _
                "	Meet for rebellion and such acts as yours." & @CRLF & _
                "	Most shallowly did you these arms commence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fondly brought here and foolishly sent hence." & @CRLF & _
                "	Strike up our drums, pursue the scatter'd stray:" & @CRLF & _
                "	God, and not we, hath safely fought to-day." & @CRLF & _
                "	Some guard these traitors to the block of death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Treason's true bed and yielder up of breath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Another part of the forest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Excursions. Enter FALSTAFF and COLEVILE, meeting]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What's your name, sir? of what condition are you," & @CRLF & _
                "	and of what place, I pray?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COLEVILE	I am a knight, sir, and my name is Colevile of the dale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Well, then, Colevile is your name, a knight is your" & @CRLF & _
                "	degree, and your place the dale: Colevile shall be" & @CRLF & _
                "	still your name, a traitor your degree, and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	dungeon your place, a place deep enough; so shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	you be still Colevile of the dale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COLEVILE	Are not you Sir John Falstaff?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	As good a man as he, sir, whoe'er I am. Do ye" & @CRLF & _
                "	yield, sir? or shall I sweat for you? if I do" & @CRLF & _
                "	sweat, they are the drops of thy lovers, and they" & @CRLF & _
                "	weep for thy death: therefore rouse up fear and" & @CRLF & _
                "	trembling, and do observance to my mercy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COLEVILE	I think you are Sir John Falstaff, and in that" & @CRLF & _
                "	thought yield me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I have a whole school of tongues in this belly of" & @CRLF & _
                "	mine, and not a tongue of them all speaks any other" & @CRLF & _
                "	word but my name. An I had but a belly of any" & @CRLF & _
                "	indifference, I were simply the most active fellow" & @CRLF & _
                "	in Europe: my womb, my womb, my womb, undoes me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes our general." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PRINCE JOHN OF LANCASTER, WESTMORELAND," & @CRLF & _
                "	BLUNT, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	The heat is past; follow no further now:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call in the powers, good cousin Westmoreland." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit WESTMORELAND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, Falstaff, where have you been all this while?" & @CRLF & _
                "	When every thing is ended, then you come:" & @CRLF & _
                "	These tardy tricks of yours will, on my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	One time or other break some gallows' back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I would be sorry, my lord, but it should be thus: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	never knew yet but rebuke and cheque was the reward" & @CRLF & _
                "	of valour. Do you think me a swallow, an arrow, or a" & @CRLF & _
                "	bullet? have I, in my poor and old motion, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	expedition of thought? I have speeded hither with" & @CRLF & _
                "	the very extremest inch of possibility; I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	foundered nine score and odd posts: and here," & @CRLF & _
                "	travel-tainted as I am, have in my pure and" & @CRLF & _
                "	immaculate valour, taken Sir John Colevile of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	dale, a most furious knight and valorous enemy." & @CRLF & _
                "	But what of that? he saw me, and yielded; that I" & @CRLF & _
                "	may justly say, with the hook-nosed fellow of Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	'I came, saw, and overcame.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	It was more of his courtesy than your deserving." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I know not: here he is, and here I yield him: and" & @CRLF & _
                "	I beseech your grace, let it be booked with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	rest of this day's deeds; or, by the Lord, I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	have it in a particular ballad else, with mine own" & @CRLF & _
                "	picture on the top on't, Colevile kissing my foot:" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the which course if I be enforced, if you do not" & @CRLF & _
                "	all show like gilt twopences to me, and I in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	clear sky of fame o'ershine you as much as the full" & @CRLF & _
                "	moon doth the cinders of the element, which show" & @CRLF & _
                "	like pins' heads to her, believe not the word of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the noble: therefore let me have right, and let" & @CRLF & _
                "	desert mount." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	Thine's too heavy to mount." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Let it shine, then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	Thine's too thick to shine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Let it do something, my good lord, that may do me" & @CRLF & _
                "	good, and call it what you will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	Is thy name Colevile?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COLEVILE	It is, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	A famous rebel art thou, Colevile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	And a famous true subject took him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COLEVILE	I am, my lord, but as my betters are" & @CRLF & _
                "	That led me hither: had they been ruled by me," & @CRLF & _
                "	You should have won them dearer than you have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I know not how they sold themselves: but thou, like" & @CRLF & _
                "	a kind fellow, gavest thyself away gratis; and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	thank thee for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter WESTMORELAND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	Now, have you left pursuit?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	Retreat is made and execution stay'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	Send Colevile with his confederates" & @CRLF & _
                "	To York, to present execution:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blunt, lead him hence; and see you guard him sure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt BLUNT and others with COLEVILE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now dispatch we toward the court, my lords:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hear the king my father is sore sick:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our news shall go before us to his majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, cousin, you shall bear to comfort him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we with sober speed will follow you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	My lord, I beseech you, give me leave to go" & @CRLF & _
                "	Through Gloucestershire: and, when you come to court," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand my good lord, pray, in your good report." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	Fare you well, Falstaff: I, in my condition," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall better speak of you than you deserve." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but Falstaff]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I would you had but the wit: 'twere better than" & @CRLF & _
                "	your dukedom. Good faith, this same young sober-" & @CRLF & _
                "	blooded boy doth not love me; nor a man cannot make" & @CRLF & _
                "	him laugh; but that's no marvel, he drinks no wine." & @CRLF & _
                "	There's never none of these demure boys come to any" & @CRLF & _
                "	proof; for thin drink doth so over-cool their blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	and making many fish-meals, that they fall into a" & @CRLF & _
                "	kind of male green-sickness; and then when they" & @CRLF & _
                "	marry, they get wenches: they are generally fools" & @CRLF & _
                "	and cowards; which some of us should be too, but for" & @CRLF & _
                "	inflammation. A good sherris sack hath a two-fold" & @CRLF & _
                "	operation in it. It ascends me into the brain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	dries me there all the foolish and dull and curdy" & @CRLF & _
                "	vapours which environ it; makes it apprehensive," & @CRLF & _
                "	quick, forgetive, full of nimble fiery and" & @CRLF & _
                "	delectable shapes, which, delivered o'er to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	voice, the tongue, which is the birth, becomes" & @CRLF & _
                "	excellent wit. The second property of your" & @CRLF & _
                "	excellent sherris is, the warming of the blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	which, before cold and settled, left the liver" & @CRLF & _
                "	white and pale, which is the badge of pusillanimity" & @CRLF & _
                "	and cowardice; but the sherris warms it and makes" & @CRLF & _
                "	it course from the inwards to the parts extreme:" & @CRLF & _
                "	it illumineth the face, which as a beacon gives" & @CRLF & _
                "	warning to all the rest of this little kingdom," & @CRLF & _
                "	man, to arm; and then the vital commoners and" & @CRLF & _
                "	inland petty spirits muster me all to their captain," & @CRLF & _
                "	the heart, who, great and puffed up with this" & @CRLF & _
                "	retinue, doth any deed of courage; and this valour" & @CRLF & _
                "	comes of sherris. So that skill in the weapon is" & @CRLF & _
                "	nothing without sack, for that sets it a-work; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	learning a mere hoard of gold kept by a devil, till" & @CRLF & _
                "	sack commences it and sets it in act and use." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hereof comes it that Prince Harry is valiant; for" & @CRLF & _
                "	the cold blood he did naturally inherit of his" & @CRLF & _
                "	father, he hath, like lean, sterile and bare land," & @CRLF & _
                "	manured, husbanded and tilled with excellent" & @CRLF & _
                "	endeavour of drinking good and good store of fertile" & @CRLF & _
                "	sherris, that he is become very hot and valiant. If" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had a thousand sons, the first humane principle I" & @CRLF & _
                "	would teach them should be, to forswear thin" & @CRLF & _
                "	potations and to addict themselves to sack." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now Bardolph?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	The army is discharged all and gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Let them go. I'll through Gloucestershire; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	there will I visit Master Robert Shallow, esquire:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have him already tempering between my finger and" & @CRLF & _
                "	my thumb, and shortly will I seal with him. Come away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Westminster. The Jerusalem Chamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING HENRY IV, the Princes Thomas of CLARENCE" & @CRLF & _
                "	and Humphrey of GLOUCESTER, WARWICK, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Now, lords, if God doth give successful end" & @CRLF & _
                "	To this debate that bleedeth at our doors," & @CRLF & _
                "	We will our youth lead on to higher fields" & @CRLF & _
                "	And draw no swords but what are sanctified." & @CRLF & _
                "	Our navy is address'd, our power collected," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our substitutes in absence well invested," & @CRLF & _
                "	And every thing lies level to our wish:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only, we want a little personal strength;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pause us, till these rebels, now afoot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come underneath the yoke of government." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Both which we doubt not but your majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall soon enjoy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	                  Humphrey, my son of Gloucester," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is the prince your brother?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I think he's gone to hunt, my lord, at Windsor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	And how accompanied?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I do not know, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Is not his brother, Thomas of Clarence, with him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	No, my good lord; he is in presence here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	What would my lord and father?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Nothing but well to thee, Thomas of Clarence." & @CRLF & _
                "	How chance thou art not with the prince thy brother?" & @CRLF & _
                "	He loves thee, and thou dost neglect him, Thomas;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast a better place in his affection" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than all thy brothers: cherish it, my boy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And noble offices thou mayst effect" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of mediation, after I am dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Between his greatness and thy other brethren:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore omit him not; blunt not his love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor lose the good advantage of his grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	By seeming cold or careless of his will;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he is gracious, if he be observed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath a tear for pity and a hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Open as day for melting charity:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet notwithstanding, being incensed, he's flint," & @CRLF & _
                "	As humorous as winter and as sudden" & @CRLF & _
                "	As flaws congealed in the spring of day." & @CRLF & _
                "	His temper, therefore, must be well observed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Chide him for faults, and do it reverently," & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou perceive his blood inclined to mirth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, being moody, give him line and scope," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till that his passions, like a whale on ground," & @CRLF & _
                "	Confound themselves with working. Learn this, Thomas," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou shalt prove a shelter to thy friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	A hoop of gold to bind thy brothers in," & @CRLF & _
                "	That the united vessel of their blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mingled with venom of suggestion--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As, force perforce, the age will pour it in--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall never leak, though it do work as strong" & @CRLF & _
                "	As aconitum or rash gunpowder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	I shall observe him with all care and love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Why art thou not at Windsor with him, Thomas?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	He is not there to-day; he dines in London." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	And how accompanied? canst thou tell that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	With Poins, and other his continual followers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Most subject is the fattest soil to weeds;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he, the noble image of my youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is overspread with them: therefore my grief" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stretches itself beyond the hour of death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The blood weeps from my heart when I do shape" & @CRLF & _
                "	In forms imaginary the unguided days" & @CRLF & _
                "	And rotten times that you shall look upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I am sleeping with my ancestors." & @CRLF & _
                "	For when his headstrong riot hath no curb," & @CRLF & _
                "	When rage and hot blood are his counsellors," & @CRLF & _
                "	When means and lavish manners meet together," & @CRLF & _
                "	O, with what wings shall his affections fly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Towards fronting peril and opposed decay!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	My gracious lord, you look beyond him quite:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The prince but studies his companions" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a strange tongue, wherein, to gain the language," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis needful that the most immodest word" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be look'd upon and learn'd; which once attain'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your highness knows, comes to no further use" & @CRLF & _
                "	But to be known and hated. So, like gross terms," & @CRLF & _
                "	The prince will in the perfectness of time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cast off his followers; and their memory" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall as a pattern or a measure live," & @CRLF & _
                "	By which his grace must mete the lives of others," & @CRLF & _
                "	Turning past evils to advantages." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	'Tis seldom when the bee doth leave her comb" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the dead carrion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter WESTMORELAND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		Who's here? Westmoreland?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	Health to my sovereign, and new happiness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Added to that that I am to deliver!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prince John your son doth kiss your grace's hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mowbray, the Bishop Scroop, Hastings and all" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are brought to the correction of your law;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is not now a rebel's sword unsheath'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	But peace puts forth her olive every where." & @CRLF & _
                "	The manner how this action hath been borne" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here at more leisure may your highness read," & @CRLF & _
                "	With every course in his particular." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	O Westmoreland, thou art a summer bird," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which ever in the haunch of winter sings" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lifting up of day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HARCOURT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		 Look, here's more news." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HARCOURT	From enemies heaven keep your majesty;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, when they stand against you, may they fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	As those that I am come to tell you of!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Earl Northumberland and the Lord Bardolph," & @CRLF & _
                "	With a great power of English and of Scots" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are by the sheriff of Yorkshire overthrown:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The manner and true order of the fight" & @CRLF & _
                "	This packet, please it you, contains at large." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	And wherefore should these good news make me sick?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will fortune never come with both hands full," & @CRLF & _
                "	But write her fair words still in foulest letters?" & @CRLF & _
                "	She either gives a stomach and no food;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such are the poor, in health; or else a feast" & @CRLF & _
                "	And takes away the stomach; such are the rich," & @CRLF & _
                "	That have abundance and enjoy it not." & @CRLF & _
                "	I should rejoice now at this happy news;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now my sight fails, and my brain is giddy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O me! come near me; now I am much ill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Comfort, your majesty!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	O my royal father!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	My sovereign lord, cheer up yourself, look up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Be patient, princes; you do know, these fits" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are with his highness very ordinary." & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand from him. Give him air; he'll straight be well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	No, no, he cannot long hold out these pangs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The incessant care and labour of his mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath wrought the mure that should confine it in" & @CRLF & _
                "	So thin that life looks through and will break out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	The people fear me; for they do observe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unfather'd heirs and loathly births of nature:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The seasons change their manners, as the year" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had found some months asleep and leap'd them over." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	The river hath thrice flow'd, no ebb between;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the old folk, time's doting chronicles," & @CRLF & _
                "	Say it did so a little time before" & @CRLF & _
                "	That our great-grandsire, Edward, sick'd and died." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Speak lower, princes, for the king recovers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	This apoplexy will certain be his end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	I pray you, take me up, and bear me hence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into some other chamber: softly, pray." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Another chamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[KING HENRY IV lying on a bed: CLARENCE," & @CRLF & _
                "	GLOUCESTER, WARWICK, and others in attendance]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Let there be no noise made, my gentle friends;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless some dull and favourable hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will whisper music to my weary spirit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Call for the music in the other room." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Set me the crown upon my pillow here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	His eye is hollow, and he changes much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Less noise, less noise!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PRINCE HENRY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Who saw the Duke of Clarence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	I am here, brother, full of heaviness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	How now! rain within doors, and none abroad!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How doth the king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Exceeding ill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	                  Heard he the good news yet?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell it him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	He alter'd much upon the hearing it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	If he be sick with joy, he'll recover without physic." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Not so much noise, my lords: sweet prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	speak low;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king your father is disposed to sleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	Let us withdraw into the other room." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Will't please your grace to go along with us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	No; I will sit and watch here by the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but PRINCE HENRY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why doth the crown lie there upon his pillow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being so troublesome a bedfellow?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O polish'd perturbation! golden care!" & @CRLF & _
                "	That keep'st the ports of slumber open wide" & @CRLF & _
                "	To many a watchful night! sleep with it now!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet not so sound and half so deeply sweet" & @CRLF & _
                "	As he whose brow with homely biggen bound" & @CRLF & _
                "	Snores out the watch of night. O majesty!" & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou dost pinch thy bearer, thou dost sit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a rich armour worn in heat of day," & @CRLF & _
                "	That scalds with safety. By his gates of breath" & @CRLF & _
                "	There lies a downy feather which stirs not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did he suspire, that light and weightless down" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perforce must move. My gracious lord! my father!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This sleep is sound indeed, this is a sleep" & @CRLF & _
                "	That from this golden rigol hath divorced" & @CRLF & _
                "	So many English kings. Thy due from me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is tears and heavy sorrows of the blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which nature, love, and filial tenderness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall, O dear father, pay thee plenteously:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My due from thee is this imperial crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, as immediate as thy place and blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Derives itself to me. Lo, here it sits," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which God shall guard: and put the world's whole strength" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into one giant arm, it shall not force" & @CRLF & _
                "	This lineal honour from me: this from thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will I to mine leave, as 'tis left to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Warwick! Gloucester! Clarence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter WARWICK, GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE, and the rest]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	Doth the king call?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	What would your majesty? How fares your grace?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Why did you leave me here alone, my lords?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	We left the prince my brother here, my liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who undertook to sit and watch by you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	The Prince of Wales! Where is he? let me see him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is not here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	This door is open; he is gone this way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	He came not through the chamber where we stay'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Where is the crown? who took it from my pillow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	When we withdrew, my liege, we left it here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	The prince hath ta'en it hence: go, seek him out." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is he so hasty that he doth suppose" & @CRLF & _
                "	My sleep my death?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Find him, my Lord of Warwick; chide him hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit WARWICK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	This part of his conjoins with my disease," & @CRLF & _
                "	And helps to end me. See, sons, what things you are!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How quickly nature falls into revolt" & @CRLF & _
                "	When gold becomes her object!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this the foolish over-careful fathers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have broke their sleep with thoughts, their brains with care," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their bones with industry;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this they have engrossed and piled up" & @CRLF & _
                "	The canker'd heaps of strange-achieved gold;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this they have been thoughtful to invest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their sons with arts and martial exercises:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When, like the bee, culling from every flower" & @CRLF & _
                "	The virtuous sweets," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our thighs pack'd with wax, our mouths with honey," & @CRLF & _
                "	We bring it to the hive, and, like the bees," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are murdered for our pains. This bitter taste" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yield his engrossments to the ending father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter WARWICK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, where is he that will not stay so long" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till his friend sickness hath determined me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	My lord, I found the prince in the next room," & @CRLF & _
                "	Washing with kindly tears his gentle cheeks," & @CRLF & _
                "	With such a deep demeanor in great sorrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	That tyranny, which never quaff'd but blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would, by beholding him, have wash'd his knife" & @CRLF & _
                "	With gentle eye-drops. He is coming hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	But wherefore did he take away the crown?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter PRINCE HENRY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lo, where he comes. Come hither to me, Harry." & @CRLF & _
                "	Depart the chamber, leave us here alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt WARWICK and the rest]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	I never thought to hear you speak again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I stay too long by thee, I weary thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Dost thou so hunger for mine empty chair" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou wilt needs invest thee with my honours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before thy hour be ripe? O foolish youth!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou seek'st the greatness that will o'erwhelm thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Stay but a little; for my cloud of dignity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is held from falling with so weak a wind" & @CRLF & _
                "	That it will quickly drop: my day is dim." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast stolen that which after some few hours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were thine without offence; and at my death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast seal'd up my expectation:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy life did manifest thou lovedst me not," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou wilt have me die assured of it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hidest a thousand daggers in thy thoughts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which thou hast whetted on thy stony heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	To stab at half an hour of my life." & @CRLF & _
                "	What! canst thou not forbear me half an hour?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then get thee gone and dig my grave thyself," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid the merry bells ring to thine ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou art crowned, not that I am dead." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let all the tears that should bedew my hearse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be drops of balm to sanctify thy head:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only compound me with forgotten dust" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give that which gave thee life unto the worms." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pluck down my officers, break my decrees;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For now a time is come to mock at form:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Harry the Fifth is crown'd: up, vanity!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Down, royal state! all you sage counsellors, hence!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to the English court assemble now," & @CRLF & _
                "	From every region, apes of idleness!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, neighbour confines, purge you of your scum:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have you a ruffian that will swear, drink, dance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Revel the night, rob, murder, and commit" & @CRLF & _
                "	The oldest sins the newest kind of ways?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be happy, he will trouble you no more;" & @CRLF & _
                "	England shall double gild his treble guilt," & @CRLF & _
                "	England shall give him office, honour, might;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the fifth Harry from curb'd licence plucks" & @CRLF & _
                "	The muzzle of restraint, and the wild dog" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall flesh his tooth on every innocent." & @CRLF & _
                "	O my poor kingdom, sick with civil blows!" & @CRLF & _
                "	When that my care could not withhold thy riots," & @CRLF & _
                "	What wilt thou do when riot is thy care?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, thou wilt be a wilderness again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Peopled with wolves, thy old inhabitants!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	O, pardon me, my liege! but for my tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	The moist impediments unto my speech," & @CRLF & _
                "	I had forestall'd this dear and deep rebuke" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere you with grief had spoke and I had heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	The course of it so far. There is your crown;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And He that wears the crown immortally" & @CRLF & _
                "	Long guard it yours! If I affect it more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than as your honour and as your renown," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me no more from this obedience rise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which my most inward true and duteous spirit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Teacheth, this prostrate and exterior bending." & @CRLF & _
                "	God witness with me, when I here came in," & @CRLF & _
                "	And found no course of breath within your majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	How cold it struck my heart! If I do feign," & @CRLF & _
                "	O, let me in my present wildness die" & @CRLF & _
                "	And never live to show the incredulous world" & @CRLF & _
                "	The noble change that I have purposed!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Coming to look on you, thinking you dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	And dead almost, my liege, to think you were," & @CRLF & _
                "	I spake unto this crown as having sense," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thus upbraided it: 'The care on thee depending" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath fed upon the body of my father;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, thou best of gold art worst of gold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Other, less fine in carat, is more precious," & @CRLF & _
                "	Preserving life in medicine potable;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But thou, most fine, most honour'd: most renown'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast eat thy bearer up.' Thus, my most royal liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	Accusing it, I put it on my head," & @CRLF & _
                "	To try with it, as with an enemy" & @CRLF & _
                "	That had before my face murder'd my father," & @CRLF & _
                "	The quarrel of a true inheritor." & @CRLF & _
                "	But if it did infect my blood with joy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or swell my thoughts to any strain of pride;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If any rebel or vain spirit of mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did with the least affection of a welcome" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give entertainment to the might of it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let God for ever keep it from my head" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make me as the poorest vassal is" & @CRLF & _
                "	That doth with awe and terror kneel to it!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	O my son," & @CRLF & _
                "	God put it in thy mind to take it hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou mightst win the more thy father's love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pleading so wisely in excuse of it!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come hither, Harry, sit thou by my bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hear, I think, the very latest counsel" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever I shall breathe. God knows, my son," & @CRLF & _
                "	By what by-paths and indirect crook'd ways" & @CRLF & _
                "	I met this crown; and I myself know well" & @CRLF & _
                "	How troublesome it sat upon my head." & @CRLF & _
                "	To thee it shall descend with bitter quiet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Better opinion, better confirmation;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For all the soil of the achievement goes" & @CRLF & _
                "	With me into the earth. It seem'd in me" & @CRLF & _
                "	But as an honour snatch'd with boisterous hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I had many living to upbraid" & @CRLF & _
                "	My gain of it by their assistances;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which daily grew to quarrel and to bloodshed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wounding supposed peace: all these bold fears" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou see'st with peril I have answered;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For all my reign hath been but as a scene" & @CRLF & _
                "	Acting that argument: and now my death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Changes the mode; for what in me was purchased," & @CRLF & _
                "	Falls upon thee in a more fairer sort;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So thou the garland wear'st successively." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, though thou stand'st more sure than I could do," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art not firm enough, since griefs are green;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all my friends, which thou must make thy friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have but their stings and teeth newly ta'en out;" & @CRLF & _
                "	By whose fell working I was first advanced" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by whose power I well might lodge a fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be again displaced: which to avoid," & @CRLF & _
                "	I cut them off; and had a purpose now" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lead out many to the Holy Land," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest rest and lying still might make them look" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too near unto my state. Therefore, my Harry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be it thy course to busy giddy minds" & @CRLF & _
                "	With foreign quarrels; that action, hence borne out," & @CRLF & _
                "	May waste the memory of the former days." & @CRLF & _
                "	More would I, but my lungs are wasted so" & @CRLF & _
                "	That strength of speech is utterly denied me." & @CRLF & _
                "	How I came by the crown, O God forgive;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And grant it may with thee in true peace live!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	My gracious liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	You won it, wore it, kept it, gave it me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then plain and right must my possession be:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I with more than with a common pain" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Gainst all the world will rightfully maintain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Lord John of LANCASTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Look, look, here comes my John of Lancaster." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	Health, peace, and happiness to my royal father!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Thou bring'st me happiness and peace, son John;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But health, alack, with youthful wings is flown" & @CRLF & _
                "	From this bare wither'd trunk: upon thy sight" & @CRLF & _
                "	My worldly business makes a period." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is my Lord of Warwick?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	My Lord of Warwick!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter WARWICK, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Doth any name particular belong" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the lodging where I first did swoon?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	'Tis call'd Jerusalem, my noble lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	Laud be to God! even there my life must end." & @CRLF & _
                "	It hath been prophesied to me many years," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should not die but in Jerusalem;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which vainly I supposed the Holy Land:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But bear me to that chamber; there I'll lie;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In that Jerusalem shall Harry die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Gloucestershire. SHALLOW'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SHALLOW, FALSTAFF, BARDOLPH, and Page]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	By cock and pie, sir, you shall not away to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, Davy, I say!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	You must excuse me, Master Robert Shallow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	I will not excuse you; you shall not be excused;" & @CRLF & _
                "	excuses shall not be admitted; there is no excuse" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall serve; you shall not be excused. Why, Davy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DAVY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAVY	Here, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Davy, Davy, Davy, Davy, let me see, Davy; let me" & @CRLF & _
                "	see, Davy; let me see: yea, marry, William cook," & @CRLF & _
                "	bid him come hither. Sir John, you shall not be excused." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAVY	Marry, sir, thus; those precepts cannot be served:" & @CRLF & _
                "	and, again, sir, shall we sow the headland with wheat?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	With red wheat, Davy. But for William cook: are" & @CRLF & _
                "	there no young pigeons?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAVY	Yes, sir. Here is now the smith's note for shoeing" & @CRLF & _
                "	and plough-irons." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Let it be cast and paid. Sir John, you shall not be excused." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAVY	Now, sir, a new link to the bucket must need be" & @CRLF & _
                "	had: and, sir, do you mean to stop any of William's" & @CRLF & _
                "	wages, about the sack he lost the other day at" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hinckley fair?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	A' shall answer it. Some pigeons, Davy, a couple" & @CRLF & _
                "	of short-legged hens, a joint of mutton, and any" & @CRLF & _
                "	pretty little tiny kickshaws, tell William cook." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAVY	Doth the man of war stay all night, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Yea, Davy. I will use him well: a friend i' the" & @CRLF & _
                "	court is better than a penny in purse. Use his men" & @CRLF & _
                "	well, Davy; for they are arrant knaves, and will backbite." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAVY	No worse than they are backbitten, sir; for they" & @CRLF & _
                "	have marvellous foul linen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Well conceited, Davy: about thy business, Davy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAVY	I beseech you, sir, to countenance William Visor of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Woncot against Clement Perkes of the hill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	There is many complaints, Davy, against that Visor:" & @CRLF & _
                "	that Visor is an arrant knave, on my knowledge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAVY	I grant your worship that he is a knave, sir; but" & @CRLF & _
                "	yet, God forbid, sir, but a knave should have some" & @CRLF & _
                "	countenance at his friend's request. An honest" & @CRLF & _
                "	man, sir, is able to speak for himself, when a knave" & @CRLF & _
                "	is not. I have served your worship truly, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	this eight years; and if I cannot once or twice in" & @CRLF & _
                "	a quarter bear out a knave against an honest man, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have but a very little credit with your worship. The" & @CRLF & _
                "	knave is mine honest friend, sir; therefore, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	beseech your worship, let him be countenanced." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Go to; I say he shall have no wrong. Look about, Davy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit DAVY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where are you, Sir John? Come, come, come, off" & @CRLF & _
                "	with your boots. Give me your hand, Master Bardolph." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	I am glad to see your worship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	I thank thee with all my heart, kind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Master Bardolph: and welcome, my tall fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To the Page]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, Sir John." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I'll follow you, good Master Robert Shallow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit SHALLOW]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bardolph, look to our horses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt BARDOLPH and Page]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I were sawed into quantities, I should make four" & @CRLF & _
                "	dozen of such bearded hermits' staves as Master" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shallow. It is a wonderful thing to see the" & @CRLF & _
                "	semblable coherence of his men's spirits and his:" & @CRLF & _
                "	they, by observing of him, do bear themselves like" & @CRLF & _
                "	foolish justices; he, by conversing with them, is" & @CRLF & _
                "	turned into a justice-like serving-man: their" & @CRLF & _
                "	spirits are so married in conjunction with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	participation of society that they flock together in" & @CRLF & _
                "	consent, like so many wild-geese. If I had a suit" & @CRLF & _
                "	to Master Shallow, I would humour his men with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	imputation of being near their master: if to his" & @CRLF & _
                "	men, I would curry with Master Shallow that no man" & @CRLF & _
                "	could better command his servants. It is certain" & @CRLF & _
                "	that either wise bearing or ignorant carriage is" & @CRLF & _
                "	caught, as men take diseases, one of another:" & @CRLF & _
                "	therefore let men take heed of their company. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will devise matter enough out of this Shallow to" & @CRLF & _
                "	keep Prince Harry in continual laughter the wearing" & @CRLF & _
                "	out of six fashions, which is four terms, or two" & @CRLF & _
                "	actions, and a' shall laugh without intervallums. O," & @CRLF & _
                "	it is much that a lie with a slight oath and a jest" & @CRLF & _
                "	with a sad brow will do with a fellow that never" & @CRLF & _
                "	had the ache in his shoulders! O, you shall see him" & @CRLF & _
                "	laugh till his face be like a wet cloak ill laid up!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	[Within]  Sir John!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I come, Master Shallow; I come, Master Shallow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Westminster. The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter WARWICK and the Lord Chief-Justice, meeting]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	How now, my lord chief-justice! whither away?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	How doth the king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Exceeding well; his cares are now all ended." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	I hope, not dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	He's walk'd the way of nature;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to our purposes he lives no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	I would his majesty had call'd me with him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The service that I truly did his life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath left me open to all injuries." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Indeed I think the young king loves you not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	I know he doth not, and do arm myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	To welcome the condition of the time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which cannot look more hideously upon me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than I have drawn it in my fantasy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LANCASTER, CLARENCE, GLOUCESTER," & @CRLF & _
                "	WESTMORELAND, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Here come the heavy issue of dead Harry:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O that the living Harry had the temper" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of him, the worst of these three gentlemen!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How many nobles then should hold their places" & @CRLF & _
                "	That must strike sail to spirits of vile sort!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	O God, I fear all will be overturn'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	Good morrow, cousin Warwick, good morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  Good morrow, cousin." & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	We meet like men that had forgot to speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	We do remember; but our argument" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is all too heavy to admit much talk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	Well, peace be with him that hath made us heavy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	Peace be with us, lest we be heavier!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	O, good my lord, you have lost a friend indeed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I dare swear you borrow not that face" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of seeming sorrow, it is sure your own." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	Though no man be assured what grace to find," & @CRLF & _
                "	You stand in coldest expectation:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am the sorrier; would 'twere otherwise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	Well, you must now speak Sir John Falstaff fair;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which swims against your stream of quality." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	Sweet princes, what I did, I did in honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Led by the impartial conduct of my soul:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And never shall you see that I will beg" & @CRLF & _
                "	A ragged and forestall'd remission." & @CRLF & _
                "	If truth and upright innocency fail me," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll to the king my master that is dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell him who hath sent me after him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Here comes the prince." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING HENRY V, attended]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	Good morrow; and God save your majesty!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	This new and gorgeous garment, majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sits not so easy on me as you think." & @CRLF & _
                "	Brothers, you mix your sadness with some fear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the English, not the Turkish court;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not Amurath an Amurath succeeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	But Harry Harry. Yet be sad, good brothers," & @CRLF & _
                "	For, by my faith, it very well becomes you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sorrow so royally in you appears" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I will deeply put the fashion on" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wear it in my heart: why then, be sad;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But entertain no more of it, good brothers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than a joint burden laid upon us all." & @CRLF & _
                "	For me, by heaven, I bid you be assured," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll be your father and your brother too;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me but bear your love, I 'll bear your cares:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet weep that Harry's dead; and so will I;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But Harry lives, that shall convert those tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	By number into hours of happiness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Princes	We hope no other from your majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	You all look strangely on me: and you most;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are, I think, assured I love you not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	I am assured, if I be measured rightly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your majesty hath no just cause to hate me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	No!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How might a prince of my great hopes forget" & @CRLF & _
                "	So great indignities you laid upon me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What! rate, rebuke, and roughly send to prison" & @CRLF & _
                "	The immediate heir of England! Was this easy?" & @CRLF & _
                "	May this be wash'd in Lethe, and forgotten?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	I then did use the person of your father;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The image of his power lay then in me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in the administration of his law," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles I was busy for the commonwealth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your highness pleased to forget my place," & @CRLF & _
                "	The majesty and power of law and justice," & @CRLF & _
                "	The image of the king whom I presented," & @CRLF & _
                "	And struck me in my very seat of judgment;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereon, as an offender to your father," & @CRLF & _
                "	I gave bold way to my authority" & @CRLF & _
                "	And did commit you. If the deed were ill," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be you contented, wearing now the garland," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have a son set your decrees at nought," & @CRLF & _
                "	To pluck down justice from your awful bench," & @CRLF & _
                "	To trip the course of law and blunt the sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	That guards the peace and safety of your person;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, more, to spurn at your most royal image" & @CRLF & _
                "	And mock your workings in a second body." & @CRLF & _
                "	Question your royal thoughts, make the case yours;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be now the father and propose a son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear your own dignity so much profaned," & @CRLF & _
                "	See your most dreadful laws so loosely slighted," & @CRLF & _
                "	Behold yourself so by a son disdain'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then imagine me taking your part" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in your power soft silencing your son:" & @CRLF & _
                "	After this cold considerance, sentence me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as you are a king, speak in your state" & @CRLF & _
                "	What I have done that misbecame my place," & @CRLF & _
                "	My person, or my liege's sovereignty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	You are right, justice, and you weigh this well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore still bear the balance and the sword:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I do wish your honours may increase," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till you do live to see a son of mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Offend you and obey you, as I did." & @CRLF & _
                "	So shall I live to speak my father's words:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Happy am I, that have a man so bold," & @CRLF & _
                "	That dares do justice on my proper son;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not less happy, having such a son," & @CRLF & _
                "	That would deliver up his greatness so" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the hands of justice.' You did commit me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For which, I do commit into your hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	The unstained sword that you have used to bear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With this remembrance, that you use the same" & @CRLF & _
                "	With the like bold, just and impartial spirit" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you have done 'gainst me. There is my hand." & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall be as a father to my youth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My voice shall sound as you do prompt mine ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will stoop and humble my intents" & @CRLF & _
                "	To your well-practised wise directions." & @CRLF & _
                "	And, princes all, believe me, I beseech you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father is gone wild into his grave," & @CRLF & _
                "	For in his tomb lie my affections;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with his spirit sadly I survive," & @CRLF & _
                "	To mock the expectation of the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	To frustrate prophecies and to raze out" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rotten opinion, who hath writ me down" & @CRLF & _
                "	After my seeming. The tide of blood in me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath proudly flow'd in vanity till now:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now doth it turn and ebb back to the sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where it shall mingle with the state of floods" & @CRLF & _
                "	And flow henceforth in formal majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now call we our high court of parliament:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let us choose such limbs of noble counsel," & @CRLF & _
                "	That the great body of our state may go" & @CRLF & _
                "	In equal rank with the best govern'd nation;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That war, or peace, or both at once, may be" & @CRLF & _
                "	As things acquainted and familiar to us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In which you, father, shall have foremost hand." & @CRLF & _
                "	Our coronation done, we will accite," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I before remember'd, all our state:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, God consigning to my good intents," & @CRLF & _
                "	No prince nor peer shall have just cause to say," & @CRLF & _
                "	God shorten Harry's happy life one day!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Gloucestershire. SHALLOW'S orchard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FALSTAFF, SHALLOW, SILENCE, DAVY, BARDOLPH," & @CRLF & _
                "	and the Page]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Nay, you shall see my orchard, where, in an arbour," & @CRLF & _
                "	we will eat a last year's pippin of my own graffing," & @CRLF & _
                "	with a dish of caraways, and so forth: come," & @CRLF & _
                "	cousin Silence: and then to bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	'Fore God, you have here a goodly dwelling and a rich." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Barren, barren, barren; beggars all, beggars all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir John: marry, good air. Spread, Davy; spread," & @CRLF & _
                "	Davy; well said, Davy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	This Davy serves you for good uses; he is your" & @CRLF & _
                "	serving-man and your husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	A good varlet, a good varlet, a very good varlet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir John: by the mass, I have drunk too much sack" & @CRLF & _
                "	at supper: a good varlet. Now sit down, now sit" & @CRLF & _
                "	down: come, cousin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILENCE	Ah, sirrah! quoth-a, we shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do nothing but eat, and make good cheer," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Singing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And praise God for the merry year;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When flesh is cheap and females dear," & @CRLF & _
                "	And lusty lads roam here and there" & @CRLF & _
                "	So merrily," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ever among so merrily." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	There's a merry heart! Good Master Silence, I'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	give you a health for that anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Give Master Bardolph some wine, Davy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAVY	Sweet sir, sit; I'll be with you anon. most sweet" & @CRLF & _
                "	sir, sit. Master page, good master page, sit." & @CRLF & _
                "	Proface! What you want in meat, we'll have in drink:" & @CRLF & _
                "	but you must bear; the heart's all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Be merry, Master Bardolph; and, my little soldier" & @CRLF & _
                "	there, be merry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILENCE	Be merry, be merry, my wife has all;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Singing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	For women are shrews, both short and tall:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis merry in hall when beards wag all," & @CRLF & _
                "	And welcome merry Shrove-tide." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be merry, be merry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I did not think Master Silence had been a man of" & @CRLF & _
                "	this mettle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILENCE	Who, I? I have been merry twice and once ere now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter DAVY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAVY	There's a dish of leather-coats for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Davy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAVY	Your worship! I'll be with you straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A cup of wine, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILENCE	A cup of wine that's brisk and fine," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Singing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And drink unto the leman mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And a merry heart lives long-a." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Well said, Master Silence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILENCE	An we shall be merry, now comes in the sweet o' the night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Health and long life to you, Master Silence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILENCE	Fill the cup, and let it come;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Singing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll pledge you a mile to the bottom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Honest Bardolph, welcome: if thou wantest any" & @CRLF & _
                "	thing, and wilt not call, beshrew thy heart." & @CRLF & _
                "	Welcome, my little tiny thief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To the Page]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And welcome indeed too. I'll drink to Master" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bardolph, and to all the cavaleros about London." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAVY	I hove to see London once ere I die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	An I might see you there, Davy,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	By the mass, you'll crack a quart together, ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you not, Master Bardolph?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Yea, sir, in a pottle-pot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	By God's liggens, I thank thee: the knave will" & @CRLF & _
                "	stick by thee, I can assure thee that. A' will not" & @CRLF & _
                "	out; he is true bred." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	And I'll stick by him, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Why, there spoke a king. Lack nothing: be merry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocking within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look who's at door there, ho! who knocks?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit DAVY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Why, now you have done me right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To SILENCE, seeing him take off a bumper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILENCE	[Singing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do me right," & @CRLF & _
                "	And dub me knight: Samingo." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is't not so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	'Tis so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILENCE	Is't so? Why then, say an old man can do somewhat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter DAVY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAVY	An't please your worship, there's one Pistol come" & @CRLF & _
                "	from the court with news." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	From the court! let him come in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PISTOL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, Pistol!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Sir John, God save you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What wind blew you hither, Pistol?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Not the ill wind which blows no man to good. Sweet" & @CRLF & _
                "	knight, thou art now one of the greatest men in this realm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILENCE	By'r lady, I think a' be, but goodman Puff of Barson." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Puff!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Puff in thy teeth, most recreant coward base!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir John, I am thy Pistol and thy friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	And helter-skelter have I rode to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tidings do I bring and lucky joys" & @CRLF & _
                "	And golden times and happy news of price." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I pray thee now, deliver them like a man of this world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	A foutre for the world and worldlings base!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I speak of Africa and golden joys." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	O base Assyrian knight, what is thy news?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let King Cophetua know the truth thereof." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILENCE	And Robin Hood, Scarlet, and John." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Singing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Shall dunghill curs confront the Helicons?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And shall good news be baffled?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, Pistol, lay thy head in Furies' lap." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILENCE	Honest gentleman, I know not your breeding." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Why then, lament therefore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Give me pardon, sir: if, sir, you come with news" & @CRLF & _
                "	from the court, I take it there's but two ways," & @CRLF & _
                "	either to utter them, or to conceal them. I am," & @CRLF & _
                "	sir, under the king, in some authority." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Under which king, Besonian? speak, or die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Under King Harry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	                  Harry the Fourth? or Fifth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Harry the Fourth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	A foutre for thine office!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir John, thy tender lambkin now is king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Harry the Fifth's the man. I speak the truth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When Pistol lies, do this; and fig me, like" & @CRLF & _
                "	The bragging Spaniard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What, is the old king dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	As nail in door: the things I speak are just." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Away, Bardolph! saddle my horse. Master Robert" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shallow, choose what office thou wilt in the land," & @CRLF & _
                "	'tis thine. Pistol, I will double-charge thee with dignities." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	O joyful day!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not take a knighthood for my fortune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	What! I do bring good news." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Carry Master Silence to bed. Master Shallow, my" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord Shallow,--be what thou wilt; I am fortune's" & @CRLF & _
                "	steward--get on thy boots: we'll ride all night." & @CRLF & _
                "	O sweet Pistol! Away, Bardolph!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, Pistol, utter more to me; and withal devise" & @CRLF & _
                "	something to do thyself good. Boot, boot, Master" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shallow: I know the young king is sick for me. Let" & @CRLF & _
                "	us take any man's horses; the laws of England are at" & @CRLF & _
                "	my commandment. Blessed are they that have been my" & @CRLF & _
                "	friends; and woe to my lord chief-justice!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Let vultures vile seize on his lungs also!" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Where is the life that late I led?' say they:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, here it is; welcome these pleasant days!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	London. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Beadles, dragging in HOSTESS QUICKLY" & @CRLF & _
                "	and DOLL TEARSHEET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	No, thou arrant knave; I would to God that I might" & @CRLF & _
                "	die, that I might have thee hanged: thou hast" & @CRLF & _
                "	drawn my shoulder out of joint." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Beadle	The constables have delivered her over to me; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	she shall have whipping-cheer enough, I warrant" & @CRLF & _
                "	her: there hath been a man or two lately killed about her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	Nut-hook, nut-hook, you lie. Come on; I 'll tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee what, thou damned tripe-visaged rascal, an" & @CRLF & _
                "	the child I now go with do miscarry, thou wert" & @CRLF & _
                "	better thou hadst struck thy mother, thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	paper-faced villain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	O the Lord, that Sir John were come! he would make" & @CRLF & _
                "	this a bloody day to somebody. But I pray God the" & @CRLF & _
                "	fruit of her womb miscarry!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Beadle	If it do, you shall have a dozen of cushions again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	you have but eleven now. Come, I charge you both go" & @CRLF & _
                "	with me; for the man is dead that you and Pistol" & @CRLF & _
                "	beat amongst you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	I'll tell you what, you thin man in a censer, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will have you as soundly swinged for this,--you" & @CRLF & _
                "	blue-bottle rogue, you filthy famished correctioner," & @CRLF & _
                "	if you be not swinged, I'll forswear half-kirtles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Beadle	Come, come, you she knight-errant, come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	O God, that right should thus overcome might!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, of sufferance comes ease." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	Come, you rogue, come; bring me to a justice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Ay, come, you starved blood-hound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	Goodman death, goodman bones!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Thou atomy, thou!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLL TEARSHEET	Come, you thin thing; come you rascal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Beadle	Very well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	A public place near Westminster Abbey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two Grooms, strewing rushes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Groom	More rushes, more rushes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Groom	The trumpets have sounded twice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Groom	'Twill be two o'clock ere they come from the" & @CRLF & _
                "	coronation: dispatch, dispatch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FALSTAFF, SHALLOW, PISTOL," & @CRLF & _
                "	BARDOLPH, and Page]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Stand here by me, Master Robert Shallow; I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	make the king do you grace: I will leer upon him as" & @CRLF & _
                "	a' comes by; and do but mark the countenance that he" & @CRLF & _
                "	will give me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	God bless thy lungs, good knight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Come here, Pistol; stand behind me. O, if I had had" & @CRLF & _
                "	time to have made new liveries, I would have" & @CRLF & _
                "	bestowed the thousand pound I borrowed of you. But" & @CRLF & _
                "	'tis no matter; this poor show doth better: this" & @CRLF & _
                "	doth infer the zeal I had to see him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	It doth so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	It shows my earnestness of affection,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	It doth so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	My devotion,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	It doth, it doth, it doth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	As it were, to ride day and night; and not to" & @CRLF & _
                "	deliberate, not to remember, not to have patience" & @CRLF & _
                "	to shift me,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	It is best, certain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	But to stand stained with travel, and sweating with" & @CRLF & _
                "	desire to see him; thinking of nothing else," & @CRLF & _
                "	putting all affairs else in oblivion, as if there" & @CRLF & _
                "	were nothing else to be done but to see him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	'Tis 'semper idem,' for 'obsque hoc nihil est:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	'tis all in every part." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	'Tis so, indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	My knight, I will inflame thy noble liver," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make thee rage." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy Doll, and Helen of thy noble thoughts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is in base durance and contagious prison;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Haled thither" & @CRLF & _
                "	By most mechanical and dirty hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rouse up revenge from ebon den with fell" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alecto's snake," & @CRLF & _
                "	For Doll is in. Pistol speaks nought but truth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I will deliver her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Shouts within, and the trumpets sound]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	There roar'd the sea, and trumpet-clangor sounds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING HENRY V and his train, the Lord Chief-" & @CRLF & _
                "	Justice among them]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	God save thy grace, King Hal! my royal Hal!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	The heavens thee guard and keep, most royal imp of fame!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	God save thee, my sweet boy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	My lord chief-justice, speak to that vain man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	Have you your wits? know you what 'tis to speak?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	My king! my Jove! I speak to thee, my heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY IV	I know thee not, old man: fall to thy prayers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	How ill white hairs become a fool and jester!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have long dream'd of such a kind of man," & @CRLF & _
                "	So surfeit-swell'd, so old and so profane;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, being awaked, I do despise my dream." & @CRLF & _
                "	Make less thy body hence, and more thy grace;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leave gormandizing; know the grave doth gape" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thee thrice wider than for other men." & @CRLF & _
                "	Reply not to me with a fool-born jest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Presume not that I am the thing I was;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For God doth know, so shall the world perceive," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have turn'd away my former self;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So will I those that kept me company." & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou dost hear I am as I have been," & @CRLF & _
                "	Approach me, and thou shalt be as thou wast," & @CRLF & _
                "	The tutor and the feeder of my riots:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till then, I banish thee, on pain of death," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I have done the rest of my misleaders," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not to come near our person by ten mile." & @CRLF & _
                "	For competence of life I will allow you," & @CRLF & _
                "	That lack of means enforce you not to evil:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as we hear you do reform yourselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	We will, according to your strengths and qualities," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give you advancement. Be it your charge, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	To see perform'd the tenor of our word. Set on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt KING HENRY V, &c]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Master Shallow, I owe you a thousand pound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Yea, marry, Sir John; which I beseech you to let me" & @CRLF & _
                "	have home with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	That can hardly be, Master Shallow. Do not you" & @CRLF & _
                "	grieve at this; I shall be sent for in private to" & @CRLF & _
                "	him: look you, he must seem thus to the world:" & @CRLF & _
                "	fear not your advancements; I will be the man yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	that shall make you great." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	I cannot well perceive how, unless you should give" & @CRLF & _
                "	me your doublet and stuff me out with straw. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	beseech you, good Sir John, let me have five hundred" & @CRLF & _
                "	of my thousand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Sir, I will be as good as my word: this that you" & @CRLF & _
                "	heard was but a colour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	A colour that I fear you will die in, Sir John." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Fear no colours: go with me to dinner: come," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lieutenant Pistol; come, Bardolph: I shall be sent" & @CRLF & _
                "	for soon at night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Prince John of LANCASTER, the Lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	Chief-Justice; Officers with them]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	Go, carry Sir John Falstaff to the Fleet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take all his company along with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	My lord, my lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	I cannot now speak: I will hear you soon." & @CRLF & _
                "	Take them away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Si fortune me tormenta, spero contenta." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but PRINCE JOHN and the Lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	Chief-Justice]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	I like this fair proceeding of the king's:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath intent his wonted followers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall all be very well provided for;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But all are banish'd till their conversations" & @CRLF & _
                "	Appear more wise and modest to the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	And so they are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	The king hath call'd his parliament, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chief-Justice	He hath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LANCASTER	I will lay odds that, ere this year expire," & @CRLF & _
                "	We bear our civil swords and native fire" & @CRLF & _
                "	As far as France: I beard a bird so sing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose music, to my thinking, pleased the king." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, will you hence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	EPILOGUE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Spoken by a Dancer]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	First my fear; then my courtesy; last my speech." & @CRLF & _
                "	My fear is, your displeasure; my courtesy, my duty;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and my speech, to beg your pardons. If you look" & @CRLF & _
                "	for a good speech now, you undo me: for what I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	to say is of mine own making; and what indeed I" & @CRLF & _
                "	should say will, I doubt, prove mine own marring." & @CRLF & _
                "	But to the purpose, and so to the venture. Be it" & @CRLF & _
                "	known to you, as it is very well, I was lately here" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the end of a displeasing play, to pray your" & @CRLF & _
                "	patience for it and to promise you a better. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	meant indeed to pay you with this; which, if like an" & @CRLF & _
                "	ill venture it come unluckily home, I break, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, my gentle creditors, lose. Here I promised you" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would be and here I commit my body to your" & @CRLF & _
                "	mercies: bate me some and I will pay you some and," & @CRLF & _
                "	as most debtors do, promise you infinitely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	If my tongue cannot entreat you to acquit me, will" & @CRLF & _
                "	you command me to use my legs? and yet that were but" & @CRLF & _
                "	light payment, to dance out of your debt. But a" & @CRLF & _
                "	good conscience will make any possible satisfaction," & @CRLF & _
                "	and so would I. All the gentlewomen here have" & @CRLF & _
                "	forgiven me: if the gentlemen will not, then the" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentlemen do not agree with the gentlewomen, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	was never seen before in such an assembly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	One word more, I beseech you. If you be not too" & @CRLF & _
                "	much cloyed with fat meat, our humble author will" & @CRLF & _
                "	continue the story, with Sir John in it, and make" & @CRLF & _
                "	you merry with fair Katharine of France: where, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	any thing I know, Falstaff shall die of a sweat," & @CRLF & _
                "	unless already a' be killed with your hard" & @CRLF & _
                "	opinions; for Oldcastle died a martyr, and this is" & @CRLF & _
                "	not the man. My tongue is weary; when my legs are" & @CRLF & _
                "	too, I will bid you good night: and so kneel down" & @CRLF & _
                "	before you; but, indeed, to pray for the queen." & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY" & @CRLF & _
                "the Sixth	(KING HENRY VI:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUMPHREY	Duke of Gloucester, his uncle. (GLOUCESTER:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL BEAUFORT	Bishop of Winchester, great-uncle to the King." & @CRLF & _
                "	(CARDINAL:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	Duke of York. (YORK:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  his sons" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF SOMERSET	(SOMERSET:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF SUFFOLK	(SUFFOLK:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM	(BUCKINGHAM:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD CLIFFORD	(CLIFFORD:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YOUNG CLIFFORD	his son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF SALISBURY	(SALISBURY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WARWICK	(WARWICK:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD SCALES	(SCALES:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD SAY	(SAY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUMPHREY" & @CRLF & _
                "STAFFORD	(SIR HUMPHREY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM STAFFORD	Sir Humphrey Stafford's brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR JOHN STANLEY	(STANLEY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VAUX:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MATTHEW GOFFE:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Sea-captain, (Captain:)  Master, and Master's-Mate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WALTER WHITMORE:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two Gentlemen, prisoners with Suffolk." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Gentleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Gentleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN HUME (HUME:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  priests." & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN SOUTHWELL	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOLINGBROKE	a conjurer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THOMAS HORNER	an armourer. (HORNER:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	Thomas Horner's man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Clerk of Chatham. (Clerk:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mayor of Saint Alban's. (Mayor:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPCOX	an impostor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXANDER IDEN	a Kentish gentleman. (IDEN:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JACK CADE	a rebel. (CADE:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GEORGE BEVIS	(BEVIS:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN HOLLAND	(HOLLAND:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK the butcher	(DICK:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|  followers of Cade." & @CRLF & _
                "SMITH the weaver	(SMITH:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "MICHAEL	(MICHAEL:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "&c.		|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two Murderers" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Murderer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Murderer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Queen to King Henry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELEANOR	Duchess of Gloucester. (DUCHESS:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET JOURDAIN	a witch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wife to Simpcox  (Wife:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords, Ladies, and Attendants. Petitioners," & @CRLF & _
                "	Aldermen, a Herald, a Beadle, Sheriff, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Officers, Citizens, 'Prentices, Falconers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Guards, Soldiers, Messengers, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Neighbour:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Neighbour:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Neighbour:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Petitioner:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Petitioner:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Herald:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Beadle:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Sheriff:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Soldier:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Townsman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First 'Prentice:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second 'Prentice:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Post:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Spirit. (Spirit:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	England." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	London. The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish of trumpets: then hautboys. Enter KING" & @CRLF & _
                "	HENRY VI, GLOUCESTER, SALISBURY, WARWICK, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	CARDINAL, on the one side; QUEEN MARGARET, SUFFOLK," & @CRLF & _
                "	YORK, SOMERSET, and BUCKINGHAM, on the other]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	As by your high imperial majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had in charge at my depart for France," & @CRLF & _
                "	As procurator to your excellence," & @CRLF & _
                "	To marry Princess Margaret for your grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	So, in the famous ancient city, Tours," & @CRLF & _
                "	In presence of the Kings of France and Sicil," & @CRLF & _
                "	The Dukes of Orleans, Calaber, Bretagne and Alencon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seven earls, twelve barons and twenty reverend bishops," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have perform'd my task and was espoused:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And humbly now upon my bended knee," & @CRLF & _
                "	In sight of England and her lordly peers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deliver up my title in the queen" & @CRLF & _
                "	To your most gracious hands, that are the substance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of that great shadow I did represent;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The happiest gift that ever marquess gave," & @CRLF & _
                "	The fairest queen that ever king received." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Suffolk, arise. Welcome, Queen Margaret:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I can express no kinder sign of love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than this kind kiss. O Lord, that lends me life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thou hast given me in this beauteous face" & @CRLF & _
                "	A world of earthly blessings to my soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	If sympathy of love unite our thoughts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Great King of England and my gracious lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	The mutual conference that my mind hath had," & @CRLF & _
                "	By day, by night, waking and in my dreams," & @CRLF & _
                "	In courtly company or at my beads," & @CRLF & _
                "	With you, mine alder-liefest sovereign," & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes me the bolder to salute my king" & @CRLF & _
                "	With ruder terms, such as my wit affords" & @CRLF & _
                "	And over-joy of heart doth minister." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Her sight did ravish; but her grace in speech," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her words y-clad with wisdom's majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes me from wondering fall to weeping joys;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such is the fulness of my heart's content." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords, with one cheerful voice welcome my love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	[Kneeling]  Long live Queen Margaret, England's" & @CRLF & _
                "	happiness!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	We thank you all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	My lord protector, so it please your grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here are the articles of contracted peace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between our sovereign and the French king Charles," & @CRLF & _
                "	For eighteen months concluded by consent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Reads]  'Imprimis, it is agreed between the French" & @CRLF & _
                "	king Charles, and William de la Pole, Marquess of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Suffolk, ambassador for Henry King of England, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	the said Henry shall espouse the Lady Margaret," & @CRLF & _
                "	daughter unto Reignier King of Naples, Sicilia and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Jerusalem, and crown her Queen of England ere the" & @CRLF & _
                "	thirtieth of May next ensuing. Item, that the duchy" & @CRLF & _
                "	of Anjou and the county of Maine shall be released" & @CRLF & _
                "	and delivered to the king her father'--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Lets the paper fall]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Uncle, how now!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	       Pardon me, gracious lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some sudden qualm hath struck me at the heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	And dimm'd mine eyes, that I can read no further." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Uncle of Winchester, I pray, read on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	[Reads]  'Item, It is further agreed between them," & @CRLF & _
                "	that the duchies of Anjou and Maine shall be" & @CRLF & _
                "	released and delivered over to the king her father," & @CRLF & _
                "	and she sent over of the King of England's own" & @CRLF & _
                "	proper cost and charges, without having any dowry.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	They please us well. Lord marquess, kneel down:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We here create thee the first duke of Suffolk," & @CRLF & _
                "	And gird thee with the sword. Cousin of York," & @CRLF & _
                "	We here discharge your grace from being regent" & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the parts of France, till term of eighteen months" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be full expired. Thanks, uncle Winchester," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gloucester, York, Buckingham, Somerset," & @CRLF & _
                "	Salisbury, and Warwick;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We thank you all for the great favour done," & @CRLF & _
                "	In entertainment to my princely queen." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, let us in, and with all speed provide" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see her coronation be perform'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt KING HENRY VI, QUEEN MARGARET, and SUFFOLK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Brave peers of England, pillars of the state," & @CRLF & _
                "	To you Duke Humphrey must unload his grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your grief, the common grief of all the land." & @CRLF & _
                "	What! did my brother Henry spend his youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	His valour, coin and people, in the wars?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did he so often lodge in open field," & @CRLF & _
                "	In winter's cold and summer's parching heat," & @CRLF & _
                "	To conquer France, his true inheritance?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And did my brother Bedford toil his wits," & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep by policy what Henry got?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have you yourselves, Somerset, Buckingham," & @CRLF & _
                "	Brave York, Salisbury, and victorious Warwick," & @CRLF & _
                "	Received deep scars in France and Normandy?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or hath mine uncle Beaufort and myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all the learned council of the realm," & @CRLF & _
                "	Studied so long, sat in the council-house" & @CRLF & _
                "	Early and late, debating to and fro" & @CRLF & _
                "	How France and Frenchmen might be kept in awe," & @CRLF & _
                "	And had his highness in his infancy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Crowned in Paris in despite of foes?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And shall these labours and these honours die?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall Henry's conquest, Bedford's vigilance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your deeds of war and all our counsel die?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O peers of England, shameful is this league!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fatal this marriage, cancelling your fame," & @CRLF & _
                "	Blotting your names from books of memory," & @CRLF & _
                "	Razing the characters of your renown," & @CRLF & _
                "	Defacing monuments of conquer'd France," & @CRLF & _
                "	Undoing all, as all had never been!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	Nephew, what means this passionate discourse," & @CRLF & _
                "	This peroration with such circumstance?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For France, 'tis ours; and we will keep it still." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Ay, uncle, we will keep it, if we can;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But now it is impossible we should:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Suffolk, the new-made duke that rules the roast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath given the duchy of Anjou and Maine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the poor King Reignier, whose large style" & @CRLF & _
                "	Agrees not with the leanness of his purse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Now, by the death of Him that died for all," & @CRLF & _
                "	These counties were the keys of Normandy." & @CRLF & _
                "	But wherefore weeps Warwick, my valiant son?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	For grief that they are past recovery:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, were there hope to conquer them again," & @CRLF & _
                "	My sword should shed hot blood, mine eyes no tears." & @CRLF & _
                "	Anjou and Maine! myself did win them both;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those provinces these arms of mine did conquer:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And are the cities, that I got with wounds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Delivered up again with peaceful words?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mort Dieu!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	For Suffolk's duke, may he be suffocate," & @CRLF & _
                "	That dims the honour of this warlike isle!" & @CRLF & _
                "	France should have torn and rent my very heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before I would have yielded to this league." & @CRLF & _
                "	I never read but England's kings have had" & @CRLF & _
                "	Large sums of gold and dowries with their wives:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And our King Henry gives away his own," & @CRLF & _
                "	To match with her that brings no vantages." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	A proper jest, and never heard before," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Suffolk should demand a whole fifteenth" & @CRLF & _
                "	For costs and charges in transporting her!" & @CRLF & _
                "	She should have stayed in France and starved" & @CRLF & _
                "	in France, Before--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	My Lord of Gloucester, now ye grow too hot:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It was the pleasure of my lord the King." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	My Lord of Winchester, I know your mind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not my speeches that you do mislike," & @CRLF & _
                "	But 'tis my presence that doth trouble ye." & @CRLF & _
                "	Rancour will out: proud prelate, in thy face" & @CRLF & _
                "	I see thy fury: if I longer stay," & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall begin our ancient bickerings." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lordings, farewell; and say, when I am gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	I prophesied France will be lost ere long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	So, there goes our protector in a rage." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis known to you he is mine enemy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, more, an enemy unto you all," & @CRLF & _
                "	And no great friend, I fear me, to the king." & @CRLF & _
                "	Consider, lords, he is the next of blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	And heir apparent to the English crown:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had Henry got an empire by his marriage," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the wealthy kingdoms of the west," & @CRLF & _
                "	There's reason he should be displeased at it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look to it, lords! let not his smoothing words" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bewitch your hearts; be wise and circumspect." & @CRLF & _
                "	What though the common people favour him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Calling him 'Humphrey, the good Duke of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gloucester,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Clapping their hands, and crying with loud voice," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Jesu maintain your royal excellence!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	With 'God preserve the good Duke Humphrey!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear me, lords, for all this flattering gloss," & @CRLF & _
                "	He will be found a dangerous protector." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Why should he, then, protect our sovereign," & @CRLF & _
                "	He being of age to govern of himself?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cousin of Somerset, join you with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all together, with the Duke of Suffolk," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll quickly hoise Duke Humphrey from his seat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	This weighty business will not brook delay:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll to the Duke of Suffolk presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	Cousin of Buckingham, though Humphrey's pride" & @CRLF & _
                "	And greatness of his place be grief to us," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet let us watch the haughty cardinal:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His insolence is more intolerable" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than all the princes in the land beside:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If Gloucester be displaced, he'll be protector." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Or thou or I, Somerset, will be protector," & @CRLF & _
                "	Despite Duke Humphrey or the cardinal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt BUCKINGHAM and SOMERSET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Pride went before, ambition follows him." & @CRLF & _
                "	While these do labour for their own preferment," & @CRLF & _
                "	Behoves it us to labour for the realm." & @CRLF & _
                "	I never saw but Humphrey Duke of Gloucester" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did bear him like a noble gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "	Oft have I seen the haughty cardinal," & @CRLF & _
                "	More like a soldier than a man o' the church," & @CRLF & _
                "	As stout and proud as he were lord of all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Swear like a ruffian and demean himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unlike the ruler of a commonweal." & @CRLF & _
                "	Warwick, my son, the comfort of my age," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy deeds, thy plainness and thy housekeeping," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath won the greatest favour of the commons," & @CRLF & _
                "	Excepting none but good Duke Humphrey:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, brother York, thy acts in Ireland," & @CRLF & _
                "	In bringing them to civil discipline," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy late exploits done in the heart of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou wert regent for our sovereign," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have made thee fear'd and honour'd of the people:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Join we together, for the public good," & @CRLF & _
                "	In what we can, to bridle and suppress" & @CRLF & _
                "	The pride of Suffolk and the cardinal," & @CRLF & _
                "	With Somerset's and Buckingham's ambition;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as we may, cherish Duke Humphrey's deeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	While they do tend the profit of the land." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	So God help Warwick, as he loves the land," & @CRLF & _
                "	And common profit of his country!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	[Aside]  And so says York, for he hath greatest cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Then let's make haste away, and look unto the main." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Unto the main! O father, Maine is lost;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Maine which by main force Warwick did win," & @CRLF & _
                "	And would have kept so long as breath did last!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Main chance, father, you meant; but I meant Maine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I will win from France, or else be slain," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt WARWICK and SALISBURY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Anjou and Maine are given to the French;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Paris is lost; the state of Normandy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stands on a tickle point, now they are gone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Suffolk concluded on the articles," & @CRLF & _
                "	The peers agreed, and Henry was well pleased" & @CRLF & _
                "	To change two dukedoms for a duke's fair daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot blame them all: what is't to them?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis thine they give away, and not their own." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pirates may make cheap pennyworths of their pillage" & @CRLF & _
                "	And purchase friends and give to courtezans," & @CRLF & _
                "	Still revelling like lords till all be gone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	While as the silly owner of the goods" & @CRLF & _
                "	Weeps over them and wrings his hapless hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	And shakes his head and trembling stands aloof," & @CRLF & _
                "	While all is shared and all is borne away," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ready to starve and dare not touch his own:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So York must sit and fret and bite his tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	While his own lands are bargain'd for and sold." & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks the realms of England, France and Ireland" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bear that proportion to my flesh and blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	As did the fatal brand Althaea burn'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the prince's heart of Calydon." & @CRLF & _
                "	Anjou and Maine both given unto the French!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cold news for me, for I had hope of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even as I have of fertile England's soil." & @CRLF & _
                "	A day will come when York shall claim his own;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore I will take the Nevils' parts" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make a show of love to proud Duke Humphrey," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, when I spy advantage, claim the crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	For that's the golden mark I seek to hit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor shall proud Lancaster usurp my right," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor hold the sceptre in his childish fist," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor wear the diadem upon his head," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose church-like humours fits not for a crown." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, York, be still awhile, till time do serve:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Watch thou and wake when others be asleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	To pry into the secrets of the state;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till Henry, surfeiting in joys of love," & @CRLF & _
                "	With his new bride and England's dear-bought queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Humphrey with the peers be fall'n at jars:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then will I raise aloft the milk-white rose," & @CRLF & _
                "	With whose sweet smell the air shall be perfumed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in my standard bear the arms of York" & @CRLF & _
                "	To grapple with the house of Lancaster;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, force perforce, I'll make him yield the crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose bookish rule hath pull'd fair England down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	GLOUCESTER'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER and his DUCHESS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	Why droops my lord, like over-ripen'd corn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hanging the head at Ceres' plenteous load?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why doth the great Duke Humphrey knit his brows," & @CRLF & _
                "	As frowning at the favours of the world?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why are thine eyes fixed to the sullen earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gazing on that which seems to dim thy sight?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What seest thou there? King Henry's diadem," & @CRLF & _
                "	Enchased with all the honours of the world?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If so, gaze on, and grovel on thy face," & @CRLF & _
                "	Until thy head be circled with the same." & @CRLF & _
                "	Put forth thy hand, reach at the glorious gold." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, is't too short? I'll lengthen it with mine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, having both together heaved it up," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll both together lift our heads to heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	And never more abase our sight so low" & @CRLF & _
                "	As to vouchsafe one glance unto the ground." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	O Nell, sweet Nell, if thou dost love thy lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Banish the canker of ambitious thoughts." & @CRLF & _
                "	And may that thought, when I imagine ill" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against my king and nephew, virtuous Henry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be my last breathing in this mortal world!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My troublous dream this night doth make me sad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	What dream'd my lord? tell me, and I'll requite it" & @CRLF & _
                "	With sweet rehearsal of my morning's dream." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Methought this staff, mine office-badge in court," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was broke in twain; by whom I have forgot," & @CRLF & _
                "	But, as I think, it was by the cardinal;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And on the pieces of the broken wand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were placed the heads of Edmund Duke of Somerset," & @CRLF & _
                "	And William de la Pole, first duke of Suffolk." & @CRLF & _
                "	This was my dream: what it doth bode, God knows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	Tut, this was nothing but an argument" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he that breaks a stick of Gloucester's grove" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall lose his head for his presumption." & @CRLF & _
                "	But list to me, my Humphrey, my sweet duke:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methought I sat in seat of majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the cathedral church of Westminster," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in that chair where kings and queens are crown'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where Henry and dame Margaret kneel'd to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	And on my head did set the diadem." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Nay, Eleanor, then must I chide outright:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Presumptuous dame, ill-nurtured Eleanor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Art thou not second woman in the realm," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the protector's wife, beloved of him?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast thou not worldly pleasure at command," & @CRLF & _
                "	Above the reach or compass of thy thought?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wilt thou still be hammering treachery," & @CRLF & _
                "	To tumble down thy husband and thyself" & @CRLF & _
                "	From top of honour to disgrace's feet?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Away from me, and let me hear no more!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	What, what, my lord! are you so choleric" & @CRLF & _
                "	With Eleanor, for telling but her dream?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Next time I'll keep my dreams unto myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not be cheque'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Nay, be not angry; I am pleased again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	My lord protector, 'tis his highness' pleasure" & @CRLF & _
                "	You do prepare to ride unto Saint Alban's," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where as the king and queen do mean to hawk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I go. Come, Nell, thou wilt ride with us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	Yes, my good lord, I'll follow presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt GLOUCESTER and Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Follow I must; I cannot go before," & @CRLF & _
                "	While Gloucester bears this base and humble mind." & @CRLF & _
                "	Were I a man, a duke, and next of blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would remove these tedious stumbling-blocks" & @CRLF & _
                "	And smooth my way upon their headless necks;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, being a woman, I will not be slack" & @CRLF & _
                "	To play my part in Fortune's pageant." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where are you there? Sir John! nay, fear not, man," & @CRLF & _
                "	We are alone; here's none but thee and I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HUME]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUME	Jesus preserve your royal majesty!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	What say'st thou? majesty! I am but grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUME	But, by the grace of God, and Hume's advice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your grace's title shall be multiplied." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	What say'st thou, man? hast thou as yet conferr'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With Margery Jourdain, the cunning witch," & @CRLF & _
                "	With Roger Bolingbroke, the conjurer?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And will they undertake to do me good?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUME	This they have promised, to show your highness" & @CRLF & _
                "	A spirit raised from depth of under-ground," & @CRLF & _
                "	That shall make answer to such questions" & @CRLF & _
                "	As by your grace shall be propounded him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	It is enough; I'll think upon the questions:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When from St. Alban's we do make return," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll see these things effected to the full." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, Hume, take this reward; make merry, man," & @CRLF & _
                "	With thy confederates in this weighty cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUME	Hume must make merry with the duchess' gold;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Marry, and shall. But how now, Sir John Hume!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seal up your lips, and give no words but mum:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The business asketh silent secrecy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Dame Eleanor gives gold to bring the witch:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gold cannot come amiss, were she a devil." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet have I gold flies from another coast;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I dare not say, from the rich cardinal" & @CRLF & _
                "	And from the great and new-made Duke of Suffolk," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet I do find it so; for to be plain," & @CRLF & _
                "	They, knowing Dame Eleanor's aspiring humour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have hired me to undermine the duchess" & @CRLF & _
                "	And buz these conjurations in her brain." & @CRLF & _
                "	They say 'A crafty knave does need no broker;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet am I Suffolk and the cardinal's broker." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hume, if you take not heed, you shall go near" & @CRLF & _
                "	To call them both a pair of crafty knaves." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, so it stands; and thus, I fear, at last" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hume's knavery will be the duchess' wreck," & @CRLF & _
                "	And her attainture will be Humphrey's fall:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sort how it will, I shall have gold for all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter three or four Petitioners, PETER, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Armourer's man, being one]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Petitioner	My masters, let's stand close: my lord protector" & @CRLF & _
                "	will come this way by and by, and then we may deliver" & @CRLF & _
                "	our supplications in the quill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Petitioner	Marry, the Lord protect him, for he's a good man!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Jesu bless him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SUFFOLK and QUEEN MARGARET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	Here a' comes, methinks, and the queen with him." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll be the first, sure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Petitioner	Come back, fool; this is the Duke of Suffolk, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	not my lord protector." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	How now, fellow! would'st anything with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Petitioner	I pray, my lord, pardon me; I took ye for my lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	protector." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	[Reading]  'To my Lord Protector!' Are your" & @CRLF & _
                "	supplications to his lordship? Let me see them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	what is thine?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Petitioner	Mine is, an't please your grace, against John" & @CRLF & _
                "	Goodman, my lord cardinal's man, for keeping my" & @CRLF & _
                "	house, and lands, and wife and all, from me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Thy wife, too! that's some wrong, indeed. What's" & @CRLF & _
                "	yours? What's here!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Against the Duke of Suffolk, for enclosing the" & @CRLF & _
                "	commons of Melford.' How now, sir knave!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Petitioner	Alas, sir, I am but a poor petitioner of our whole township." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	[Giving his petition]  Against my master, Thomas" & @CRLF & _
                "	Horner, for saying that the Duke of York was rightful" & @CRLF & _
                "	heir to the crown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	What sayst thou? did the Duke of York say he was" & @CRLF & _
                "	rightful heir to the crown?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	That my master was? no, forsooth: my master said" & @CRLF & _
                "	that he was, and that the king was an usurper." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Who is there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take this fellow in, and send for" & @CRLF & _
                "	his master with a pursuivant presently: we'll hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	more of your matter before the King." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Servant with PETER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	And as for you, that love to be protected" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the wings of our protector's grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Begin your suits anew, and sue to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Tears the supplication]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Away, base cullions! Suffolk, let them go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	Come, let's be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	My Lord of Suffolk, say, is this the guise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is this the fashion in the court of England?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is this the government of Britain's isle," & @CRLF & _
                "	And this the royalty of Albion's king?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What shall King Henry be a pupil still" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the surly Gloucester's governance?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Am I a queen in title and in style," & @CRLF & _
                "	And must be made a subject to a duke?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I tell thee, Pole, when in the city Tours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou ran'st a tilt in honour of my love" & @CRLF & _
                "	And stolest away the ladies' hearts of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	I thought King Henry had resembled thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	In courage, courtship and proportion:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But all his mind is bent to holiness," & @CRLF & _
                "	To number Ave-Maries on his beads;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His champions are the prophets and apostles," & @CRLF & _
                "	His weapons holy saws of sacred writ," & @CRLF & _
                "	His study is his tilt-yard, and his loves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are brazen images of canonized saints." & @CRLF & _
                "	I would the college of the cardinals" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would choose him pope, and carry him to Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	And set the triple crown upon his head:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That were a state fit for his holiness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Madam, be patient: as I was cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your highness came to England, so will I" & @CRLF & _
                "	In England work your grace's full content." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Beside the haughty protector, have we Beaufort," & @CRLF & _
                "	The imperious churchman, Somerset, Buckingham," & @CRLF & _
                "	And grumbling York: and not the least of these" & @CRLF & _
                "	But can do more in England than the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	And he of these that can do most of all" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot do more in England than the Nevils:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Salisbury and Warwick are no simple peers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Not all these lords do vex me half so much" & @CRLF & _
                "	As that proud dame, the lord protector's wife." & @CRLF & _
                "	She sweeps it through the court with troops of ladies," & @CRLF & _
                "	More like an empress than Duke Humphrey's wife:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strangers in court do take her for the queen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She bears a duke's revenues on her back," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in her heart she scorns our poverty:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I not live to be avenged on her?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Contemptuous base-born callet as she is," & @CRLF & _
                "	She vaunted 'mongst her minions t'other day," & @CRLF & _
                "	The very train of her worst wearing gown" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was better worth than all my father's lands," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till Suffolk gave two dukedoms for his daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Madam, myself have limed a bush for her," & @CRLF & _
                "	And placed a quire of such enticing birds," & @CRLF & _
                "	That she will light to listen to the lays," & @CRLF & _
                "	And never mount to trouble you again." & @CRLF & _
                "	So, let her rest: and, madam, list to me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am bold to counsel you in this." & @CRLF & _
                "	Although we fancy not the cardinal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet must we join with him and with the lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till we have brought Duke Humphrey in disgrace." & @CRLF & _
                "	As for the Duke of York, this late complaint" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will make but little for his benefit." & @CRLF & _
                "	So, one by one, we'll weed them all at last," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you yourself shall steer the happy helm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sound a sennet. Enter KING HENRY VI, GLOUCESTER," & @CRLF & _
                "	CARDINAL, BUCKINGHAM, YORK, SOMERSET, SALISBURY," & @CRLF & _
                "	WARWICK, and the DUCHESS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	For my part, noble lords, I care not which;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or Somerset or York, all's one to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	If York have ill demean'd himself in France," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then let him be denay'd the regentship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	If Somerset be unworthy of the place," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let York be regent; I will yield to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Whether your grace be worthy, yea or no," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dispute not that: York is the worthier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	Ambitious Warwick, let thy betters speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	The cardinal's not my better in the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	All in this presence are thy betters, Warwick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Warwick may live to be the best of all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Peace, son! and show some reason, Buckingham," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why Somerset should be preferred in this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Because the king, forsooth, will have it so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Madam, the king is old enough himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give his censure: these are no women's matters." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	If he be old enough, what needs your grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be protector of his excellence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Madam, I am protector of the realm;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, at his pleasure, will resign my place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Resign it then and leave thine insolence." & @CRLF & _
                "	Since thou wert king--as who is king but thou?--" & @CRLF & _
                "	The commonwealth hath daily run to wreck;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Dauphin hath prevail'd beyond the seas;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the peers and nobles of the realm" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have been as bondmen to thy sovereignty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	The commons hast thou rack'd; the clergy's bags" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are lank and lean with thy extortions." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	Thy sumptuous buildings and thy wife's attire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have cost a mass of public treasury." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Thy cruelty in execution" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon offenders, hath exceeded law," & @CRLF & _
                "	And left thee to the mercy of the law." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	They sale of offices and towns in France," & @CRLF & _
                "	If they were known, as the suspect is great," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would make thee quickly hop without thy head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit GLOUCESTER. QUEEN MARGARET drops her fan]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me my fan: what, minion! can ye not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[She gives the DUCHESS a box on the ear]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cry you mercy, madam; was it you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	Was't I! yea, I it was, proud Frenchwoman:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could I come near your beauty with my nails," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'd set my ten commandments in your face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Sweet aunt, be quiet; 'twas against her will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	Against her will! good king, look to't in time;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She'll hamper thee, and dandle thee like a baby:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though in this place most master wear no breeches," & @CRLF & _
                "	She shall not strike Dame Eleanor unrevenged." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Lord cardinal, I will follow Eleanor," & @CRLF & _
                "	And listen after Humphrey, how he proceeds:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She's tickled now; her fume needs no spurs," & @CRLF & _
                "	She'll gallop far enough to her destruction." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter GLOUCESTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Now, lords, my choler being over-blown" & @CRLF & _
                "	With walking once about the quadrangle," & @CRLF & _
                "	I come to talk of commonwealth affairs." & @CRLF & _
                "	As for your spiteful false objections," & @CRLF & _
                "	Prove them, and I lie open to the law:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But God in mercy so deal with my soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I in duty love my king and country!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, to the matter that we have in hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I say, my sovereign, York is meetest man" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be your regent in the realm of France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Before we make election, give me leave" & @CRLF & _
                "	To show some reason, of no little force," & @CRLF & _
                "	That York is most unmeet of any man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	I'll tell thee, Suffolk, why I am unmeet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	First, for I cannot flatter thee in pride;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Next, if I be appointed for the place," & @CRLF & _
                "	My Lord of Somerset will keep me here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without discharge, money, or furniture," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till France be won into the Dauphin's hands:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Last time, I danced attendance on his will" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till Paris was besieged, famish'd, and lost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	That can I witness; and a fouler fact" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did never traitor in the land commit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Peace, headstrong Warwick!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Image of pride, why should I hold my peace?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HORNER, the Armourer, and his man" & @CRLF & _
                "	PETER, guarded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Because here is a man accused of treason:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray God the Duke of York excuse himself!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Doth any one accuse York for a traitor?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	What mean'st thou, Suffolk; tell me, what are these?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Please it your majesty, this is the man" & @CRLF & _
                "	That doth accuse his master of high treason:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His words were these: that Richard, Duke of York," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was rightful heir unto the English crown" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that your majesty was a usurper." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Say, man, were these thy words?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORNER	An't shall please your majesty, I never said nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	thought any such matter: God is my witness, I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	falsely accused by the villain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	By these ten bones, my lords, he did speak them to" & @CRLF & _
                "	me in the garret one night, as we were scouring my" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord of York's armour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Base dunghill villain and mechanical," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll have thy head for this thy traitor's speech." & @CRLF & _
                "	I do beseech your royal majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him have all the rigor of the law." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORNER	Alas, my lord, hang me, if ever I spake the words." & @CRLF & _
                "	My accuser is my 'prentice; and when I did correct" & @CRLF & _
                "	him for his fault the other day, he did vow upon his" & @CRLF & _
                "	knees he would be even with me: I have good" & @CRLF & _
                "	witness of this: therefore I beseech your majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	do not cast away an honest man for a villain's" & @CRLF & _
                "	accusation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Uncle, what shall we say to this in law?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	This doom, my lord, if I may judge:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let Somerset be regent over the French," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because in York this breeds suspicion:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let these have a day appointed them" & @CRLF & _
                "	For single combat in convenient place," & @CRLF & _
                "	For he hath witness of his servant's malice:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the law, and this Duke Humphrey's doom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	I humbly thank your royal majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORNER	And I accept the combat willingly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	Alas, my lord, I cannot fight; for God's sake, pity" & @CRLF & _
                "	my case. The spite of man prevaileth against me. O" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord, have mercy upon me! I shall never be able to" & @CRLF & _
                "	fight a blow. O Lord, my heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Sirrah, or you must fight, or else be hang'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Away with them to prison; and the day of combat" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall be the last of the next month. Come," & @CRLF & _
                "	Somerset, we'll see thee sent away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	GLOUCESTER's garden." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARGARET JOURDAIN, HUME, SOUTHWELL, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	BOLINGBROKE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUME	Come, my masters; the duchess, I tell you, expects" & @CRLF & _
                "	performance of your promises." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOLINGBROKE	Master Hume, we are therefore provided: will her" & @CRLF & _
                "	ladyship behold and hear our exorcisms?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUME	Ay, what else? fear you not her courage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOLINGBROKE	I have heard her reported to be a woman of an" & @CRLF & _
                "	invincible spirit: but it shall be convenient," & @CRLF & _
                "	Master Hume, that you be by her aloft, while we be" & @CRLF & _
                "	busy below; and so, I pray you, go, in God's name," & @CRLF & _
                "	and leave us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit HUME]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mother Jourdain, be you" & @CRLF & _
                "	prostrate and grovel on the earth; John Southwell," & @CRLF & _
                "	read you; and let us to our work." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the DUCHESS aloft, HUME following]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	Well said, my masters; and welcome all. To this" & @CRLF & _
                "	gear the sooner the better." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOLINGBROKE	Patience, good lady; wizards know their times:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deep night, dark night, the silent of the night," & @CRLF & _
                "	The time of night when Troy was set on fire;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The time when screech-owls cry and ban-dogs howl," & @CRLF & _
                "	And spirits walk and ghosts break up their graves," & @CRLF & _
                "	That time best fits the work we have in hand." & @CRLF & _
                "	Madam, sit you and fear not: whom we raise," & @CRLF & _
                "	We will make fast within a hallow'd verge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Here they do the ceremonies belonging, and make the" & @CRLF & _
                "	circle; BOLINGBROKE or SOUTHWELL reads, Conjuro te," & @CRLF & _
                "	&c. It thunders and lightens terribly; then the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Spirit riseth]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Spirit	Adsum." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET JOURDAIN	Asmath," & @CRLF & _
                "	By the eternal God, whose name and power" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou tremblest at, answer that I shall ask;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, till thou speak, thou shalt not pass from hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Spirit	Ask what thou wilt. That I had said and done!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOLINGBROKE	'First of the king: what shall of him become?'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reading out of a paper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Spirit	The duke yet lives that Henry shall depose;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But him outlive, and die a violent death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[As the Spirit speaks, SOUTHWELL writes the answer]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOLINGBROKE	'What fates await the Duke of Suffolk?'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Spirit	By water shall he die, and take his end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOLINGBROKE	'What shall befall the Duke of Somerset?'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Spirit	Let him shun castles;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Safer shall he be upon the sandy plains" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than where castles mounted stand." & @CRLF & _
                "	Have done, for more I hardly can endure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOLINGBROKE	Descend to darkness and the burning lake!" & @CRLF & _
                "	False fiend, avoid!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Thunder and lightning. Exit Spirit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter YORK and BUCKINGHAM with their Guard" & @CRLF & _
                "	and break in]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Lay hands upon these traitors and their trash." & @CRLF & _
                "	Beldam, I think we watch'd you at an inch." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, madam, are you there? the king and commonweal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are deeply indebted for this piece of pains:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord protector will, I doubt it not," & @CRLF & _
                "	See you well guerdon'd for these good deserts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	Not half so bad as thine to England's king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Injurious duke, that threatest where's no cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	True, madam, none at all: what call you this?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Away with them! let them be clapp'd up close." & @CRLF & _
                "	And kept asunder. You, madam, shall with us." & @CRLF & _
                "	Stafford, take her to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt above DUCHESS and HUME, guarded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll see your trinkets here all forthcoming." & @CRLF & _
                "	All, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt guard with MARGARET JOURDAIN, SOUTHWELL, &c]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Lord Buckingham, methinks, you watch'd her well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A pretty plot, well chosen to build upon!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, pray, my lord, let's see the devil's writ." & @CRLF & _
                "	What have we here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'The duke yet lives, that Henry shall depose;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But him outlive, and die a violent death.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, this is just" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Aio te, AEacida, Romanos vincere posse.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, to the rest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tell me what fate awaits the Duke of Suffolk?" & @CRLF & _
                "	By water shall he die, and take his end." & @CRLF & _
                "	What shall betide the Duke of Somerset?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him shun castles;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Safer shall he be upon the sandy plains" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than where castles mounted stand.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, come, my lords;" & @CRLF & _
                "	These oracles are hardly attain'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hardly understood." & @CRLF & _
                "	The king is now in progress towards Saint Alban's," & @CRLF & _
                "	With him the husband of this lovely lady:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thither go these news, as fast as horse can" & @CRLF & _
                "	carry them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A sorry breakfast for my lord protector." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Your grace shall give me leave, my Lord of York," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be the post, in hope of his reward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	At your pleasure, my good lord. Who's within" & @CRLF & _
                "	there, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Servingman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Invite my Lords of Salisbury and Warwick" & @CRLF & _
                "	To sup with me to-morrow night. Away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Saint Alban's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING HENRY VI, QUEEN MARGARET, GLOUCESTER," & @CRLF & _
                "	CARDINAL, and SUFFOLK, with Falconers halloing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Believe me, lords, for flying at the brook," & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw not better sport these seven years' day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, by your leave, the wind was very high;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, ten to one, old Joan had not gone out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	But what a point, my lord, your falcon made," & @CRLF & _
                "	And what a pitch she flew above the rest!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see how God in all his creatures works!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, man and birds are fain of climbing high." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	No marvel, an it like your majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord protector's hawks do tower so well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They know their master loves to be aloft," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bears his thoughts above his falcon's pitch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	My lord, 'tis but a base ignoble mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	That mounts no higher than a bird can soar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	I thought as much; he would be above the clouds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Ay, my lord cardinal? how think you by that?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were it not good your grace could fly to heaven?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	The treasury of everlasting joy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	Thy heaven is on earth; thine eyes and thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beat on a crown, the treasure of thy heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pernicious protector, dangerous peer," & @CRLF & _
                "	That smooth'st it so with king and commonweal!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	What, cardinal, is your priesthood grown peremptory?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tantaene animis coelestibus irae?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Churchmen so hot? good uncle, hide such malice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With such holiness can you do it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	No malice, sir; no more than well becomes" & @CRLF & _
                "	So good a quarrel and so bad a peer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	As who, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	       Why, as you, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	An't like your lordly lord-protectorship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Why, Suffolk, England knows thine insolence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	And thy ambition, Gloucester." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	I prithee, peace, good queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	And whet not on these furious peers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For blessed are the peacemakers on earth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	Let me be blessed for the peace I make," & @CRLF & _
                "	Against this proud protector, with my sword!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Aside to CARDINAL]  Faith, holy uncle, would" & @CRLF & _
                "	'twere come to that!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	[Aside to GLOUCESTER]  Marry, when thou darest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Aside to CARDINAL]  Make up no factious" & @CRLF & _
                "	numbers for the matter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In thine own person answer thy abuse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	[Aside to GLOUCESTER]  Ay, where thou darest" & @CRLF & _
                "	not peep: an if thou darest," & @CRLF & _
                "	This evening, on the east side of the grove." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	How now, my lords!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	       Believe me, cousin Gloucester," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had not your man put up the fowl so suddenly," & @CRLF & _
                "	We had had more sport." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside to GLOUCESTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		 Come with thy two-hand sword." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	True, uncle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	[Aside to GLOUCESTER]  Are ye advised? the" & @CRLF & _
                "	east side of the grove?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Aside to CARDINAL]  Cardinal, I am with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Why, how now, uncle Gloucester!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Talking of hawking; nothing else, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside to CARDINAL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, by God's mother, priest, I'll shave your crown for this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or all my fence shall fail." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	[Aside to GLOUCESTER]  Medice, teipsum--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Protector, see to't well, protect yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	The winds grow high; so do your stomachs, lords." & @CRLF & _
                "	How irksome is this music to my heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "	When such strings jar, what hope of harmony?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray, my lords, let me compound this strife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Townsman of Saint Alban's, crying 'A miracle!']" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	What means this noise?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fellow, what miracle dost thou proclaim?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Townsman	A miracle! a miracle!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Come to the king and tell him what miracle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Townsman	Forsooth, a blind man at Saint Alban's shrine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Within this half-hour, hath received his sight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A man that ne'er saw in his life before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Now, God be praised, that to believing souls" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gives light in darkness, comfort in despair!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Mayor of Saint Alban's and his" & @CRLF & _
                "	brethren, bearing SIMPCOX, between two in a" & @CRLF & _
                "	chair, SIMPCOX's Wife following]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	Here comes the townsmen on procession," & @CRLF & _
                "	To present your highness with the man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Great is his comfort in this earthly vale," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although by his sight his sin be multiplied." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Stand by, my masters: bring him near the king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His highness' pleasure is to talk with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Good fellow, tell us here the circumstance," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we for thee may glorify the Lord." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, hast thou been long blind and now restored?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPCOX	Born blind, an't please your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Wife	Ay, indeed, was he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	What woman is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Wife	His wife, an't like your worship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Hadst thou been his mother, thou couldst have" & @CRLF & _
                "	better told." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Where wert thou born?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPCOX	At Berwick in the north, an't like your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Poor soul, God's goodness hath been great to thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let never day nor night unhallow'd pass," & @CRLF & _
                "	But still remember what the Lord hath done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Tell me, good fellow, camest thou here by chance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or of devotion, to this holy shrine?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPCOX	God knows, of pure devotion; being call'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	A hundred times and oftener, in my sleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	By good Saint Alban; who said, 'Simpcox, come," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, offer at my shrine, and I will help thee.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Wife	Most true, forsooth; and many time and oft" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself have heard a voice to call him so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	What, art thou lame?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPCOX	Ay, God Almighty help me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	How camest thou so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPCOX	A fall off of a tree." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Wife	A plum-tree, master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	How long hast thou been blind?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPCOX	Born so, master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	       What, and wouldst climb a tree?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPCOX	But that in all my life, when I was a youth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Wife	Too true; and bought his climbing very dear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Mass, thou lovedst plums well, that wouldst" & @CRLF & _
                "	venture so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPCOX	Alas, good master, my wife desired some damsons," & @CRLF & _
                "	And made me climb, with danger of my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	A subtle knave! but yet it shall not serve." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me see thine eyes: wink now: now open them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In my opinion yet thou seest not well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPCOX	Yes, master, clear as day, I thank God and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Saint Alban." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Say'st thou me so? What colour is this cloak of?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPCOX	Red, master; red as blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Why, that's well said. What colour is my gown of?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPCOX	Black, forsooth: coal-black as jet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Why, then, thou know'st what colour jet is of?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	And yet, I think, jet did he never see." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	But cloaks and gowns, before this day, a many." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Wife	Never, before this day, in all his life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Tell me, sirrah, what's my name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPCOX	Alas, master, I know not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	What's his name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPCOX	I know not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Nor his?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPCOX	No, indeed, master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	What's thine own name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPCOX	Saunder Simpcox, an if it please you, master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Then, Saunder, sit there, the lyingest knave in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Christendom. If thou hadst been born blind, thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	mightest as well have known all our names as thus to" & @CRLF & _
                "	name the several colours we do wear. Sight may" & @CRLF & _
                "	distinguish of colours, but suddenly to nominate them" & @CRLF & _
                "	all, it is impossible. My lords, Saint Alban here" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath done a miracle; and would ye not think his" & @CRLF & _
                "	cunning to be great, that could restore this cripple" & @CRLF & _
                "	to his legs again?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPCOX	O master, that you could!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	My masters of Saint Alban's, have you not beadles in" & @CRLF & _
                "	your town, and things called whips?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Mayor	Yes, my lord, if it please your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Then send for one presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Mayor	Sirrah, go fetch the beadle hither straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit an Attendant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Now fetch me a stool hither by and by. Now, sirrah," & @CRLF & _
                "	if you mean to save yourself from whipping, leap me" & @CRLF & _
                "	over this stool and run away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPCOX	Alas, master, I am not able to stand alone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You go about to torture me in vain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Beadle with whips]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Well, sir, we must have you find your legs. Sirrah" & @CRLF & _
                "	beadle, whip him till he leap over that same stool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Beadle	I will, my lord. Come on, sirrah; off with your" & @CRLF & _
                "	doublet quickly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPCOX	Alas, master, what shall I do? I am not able to stand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[After the Beadle hath hit him once, he leaps over" & @CRLF & _
                "	the stool and runs away; and they follow and cry, 'A miracle!']" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	O God, seest Thou this, and bearest so long?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	It made me laugh to see the villain run." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Follow the knave; and take this drab away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Wife	Alas, sir, we did it for pure need." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Let them be whipped through every market-town, till" & @CRLF & _
                "	they come to Berwick, from whence they came." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Wife, Beadle, Mayor, &c]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	Duke Humphrey has done a miracle to-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	True; made the lame to leap and fly away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	But you have done more miracles than I;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You made in a day, my lord, whole towns to fly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BUCKINGHAM]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	What tidings with our cousin Buckingham?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Such as my heart doth tremble to unfold." & @CRLF & _
                "	A sort of naughty persons, lewdly bent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the countenance and confederacy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Lady Eleanor, the protector's wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	The ringleader and head of all this rout," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have practised dangerously against your state," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dealing with witches and with conjurers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom we have apprehended in the fact;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Raising up wicked spirits from under ground," & @CRLF & _
                "	Demanding of King Henry's life and death," & @CRLF & _
                "	And other of your highness' privy-council;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As more at large your grace shall understand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	[Aside to GLOUCESTER]  And so, my lord protector," & @CRLF & _
                "	by this means" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your lady is forthcoming yet at London." & @CRLF & _
                "	This news, I think, hath turn'd your weapon's edge;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis like, my lord, you will not keep your hour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Ambitious churchman, leave to afflict my heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sorrow and grief have vanquish'd all my powers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, vanquish'd as I am, I yield to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or to the meanest groom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	O God, what mischiefs work the wicked ones," & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaping confusion on their own heads thereby!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Gloucester, see here the tainture of thy nest." & @CRLF & _
                "	And look thyself be faultless, thou wert best." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Madam, for myself, to heaven I do appeal," & @CRLF & _
                "	How I have loved my king and commonweal:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for my wife, I know not how it stands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sorry I am to hear what I have heard:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Noble she is, but if she have forgot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Honour and virtue and conversed with such" & @CRLF & _
                "	As, like to pitch, defile nobility," & @CRLF & _
                "	I banish her my bed and company" & @CRLF & _
                "	And give her as a prey to law and shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath dishonour'd Gloucester's honest name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Well, for this night we will repose us here:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow toward London back again," & @CRLF & _
                "	To look into this business thoroughly" & @CRLF & _
                "	And call these foul offenders to their answers" & @CRLF & _
                "	And poise the cause in justice' equal scales," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose beam stands sure, whose rightful cause prevails." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	London. YORK'S garden." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter YORK, SALISBURY, and WARWICK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Now, my good Lords of Salisbury and Warwick," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our simple supper ended, give me leave" & @CRLF & _
                "	In this close walk to satisfy myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	In craving your opinion of my title," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is infallible, to England's crown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	My lord, I long to hear it at full." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Sweet York, begin: and if thy claim be good," & @CRLF & _
                "	The Nevils are thy subjects to command." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Then thus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Edward the Third, my lords, had seven sons:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The first, Edward the Black Prince, Prince of Wales;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The second, William of Hatfield, and the third," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lionel Duke of Clarence: next to whom" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was John of Gaunt, the Duke of Lancaster;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fifth was Edmund Langley, Duke of York;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sixth was Thomas of Woodstock, Duke of Gloucester;" & @CRLF & _
                "	William of Windsor was the seventh and last." & @CRLF & _
                "	Edward the Black Prince died before his father" & @CRLF & _
                "	And left behind him Richard, his only son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who after Edward the Third's death reign'd as king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till Henry Bolingbroke, Duke of Lancaster," & @CRLF & _
                "	The eldest son and heir of John of Gaunt," & @CRLF & _
                "	Crown'd by the name of Henry the Fourth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seized on the realm, deposed the rightful king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sent his poor queen to France, from whence she came," & @CRLF & _
                "	And him to Pomfret; where, as all you know," & @CRLF & _
                "	Harmless Richard was murder'd traitorously." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Father, the duke hath told the truth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus got the house of Lancaster the crown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Which now they hold by force and not by right;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Richard, the first son's heir, being dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	The issue of the next son should have reign'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	But William of Hatfield died without an heir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	The third son, Duke of Clarence, from whose line" & @CRLF & _
                "	I claimed the crown, had issue, Philippe, a daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who married Edmund Mortimer, Earl of March:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Edmund had issue, Roger Earl of March;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Roger had issue, Edmund, Anne and Eleanor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	This Edmund, in the reign of Bolingbroke," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I have read, laid claim unto the crown;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, but for Owen Glendower, had been king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who kept him in captivity till he died." & @CRLF & _
                "	But to the rest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	       His eldest sister, Anne," & @CRLF & _
                "	My mother, being heir unto the crown" & @CRLF & _
                "	Married Richard Earl of Cambridge; who was son" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Edmund Langley, Edward the Third's fifth son." & @CRLF & _
                "	By her I claim the kingdom: she was heir" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Roger Earl of March, who was the son" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Edmund Mortimer, who married Philippe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sole daughter unto Lionel Duke of Clarence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So, if the issue of the elder son" & @CRLF & _
                "	Succeed before the younger, I am king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	What plain proceeding is more plain than this?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Henry doth claim the crown from John of Gaunt," & @CRLF & _
                "	The fourth son; York claims it from the third." & @CRLF & _
                "	Till Lionel's issue fails, his should not reign:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It fails not yet, but flourishes in thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in thy sons, fair slips of such a stock." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, father Salisbury, kneel we together;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in this private plot be we the first" & @CRLF & _
                "	That shall salute our rightful sovereign" & @CRLF & _
                "	With honour of his birthright to the crown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTH	Long live our sovereign Richard, England's king!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	We thank you, lords. But I am not your king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till I be crown'd and that my sword be stain'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With heart-blood of the house of Lancaster;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that's not suddenly to be perform'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	But with advice and silent secrecy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you as I do in these dangerous days:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wink at the Duke of Suffolk's insolence," & @CRLF & _
                "	At Beaufort's pride, at Somerset's ambition," & @CRLF & _
                "	At Buckingham and all the crew of them," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till they have snared the shepherd of the flock," & @CRLF & _
                "	That virtuous prince, the good Duke Humphrey:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis that they seek, and they in seeking that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall find their deaths, if York can prophesy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	My lord, break we off; we know your mind at full." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	My heart assures me that the Earl of Warwick" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall one day make the Duke of York a king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	And, Nevil, this I do assure myself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Richard shall live to make the Earl of Warwick" & @CRLF & _
                "	The greatest man in England but the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A hall of justice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sound trumpets. Enter KING HENRY VI, QUEEN" & @CRLF & _
                "	MARGARET, GLOUCESTER, YORK, SUFFOLK, and SALISBURY;" & @CRLF & _
                "	the DUCHESS, MARGARET JOURDAIN, SOUTHWELL, HUME," & @CRLF & _
                "	and BOLINGBROKE, under guard]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Stand forth, Dame Eleanor Cobham, Gloucester's wife:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In sight of God and us, your guilt is great:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Receive the sentence of the law for sins" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such as by God's book are adjudged to death." & @CRLF & _
                "	You four, from hence to prison back again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	From thence unto the place of execution:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The witch in Smithfield shall be burn'd to ashes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you three shall be strangled on the gallows." & @CRLF & _
                "	You, madam, for you are more nobly born," & @CRLF & _
                "	Despoiled of your honour in your life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall, after three days' open penance done," & @CRLF & _
                "	Live in your country here in banishment," & @CRLF & _
                "	With Sir John Stanley, in the Isle of Man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	Welcome is banishment; welcome were my death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Eleanor, the law, thou see'st, hath judged thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot justify whom the law condemns." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt DUCHESS and other prisoners, guarded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine eyes are full of tears, my heart of grief." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, Humphrey, this dishonour in thine age" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will bring thy head with sorrow to the ground!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I beseech your majesty, give me leave to go;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sorrow would solace and mine age would ease." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Stay, Humphrey Duke of Gloucester: ere thou go," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give up thy staff: Henry will to himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Protector be; and God shall be my hope," & @CRLF & _
                "	My stay, my guide and lantern to my feet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And go in peace, Humphrey, no less beloved" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than when thou wert protector to thy King." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	I see no reason why a king of years" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should be to be protected like a child." & @CRLF & _
                "	God and King Henry govern England's realm." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give up your staff, sir, and the king his realm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	My staff? here, noble Henry, is my staff:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As willingly do I the same resign" & @CRLF & _
                "	As e'er thy father Henry made it mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And even as willingly at thy feet I leave it" & @CRLF & _
                "	As others would ambitiously receive it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, good king: when I am dead and gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	May honourable peace attend thy throne!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Why, now is Henry king, and Margaret queen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Humphrey Duke of Gloucester scarce himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	That bears so shrewd a maim; two pulls at once;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His lady banish'd, and a limb lopp'd off." & @CRLF & _
                "	This staff of honour raught, there let it stand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where it best fits to be, in Henry's hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Thus droops this lofty pine and hangs his sprays;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus Eleanor's pride dies in her youngest days." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Lords, let him go. Please it your majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the day appointed for the combat;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ready are the appellant and defendant," & @CRLF & _
                "	The armourer and his man, to enter the lists," & @CRLF & _
                "	So please your highness to behold the fight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Ay, good my lord; for purposely therefore" & @CRLF & _
                "	Left I the court, to see this quarrel tried." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	O God's name, see the lists and all things fit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here let them end it; and God defend the right!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	I never saw a fellow worse bested," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or more afraid to fight, than is the appellant," & @CRLF & _
                "	The servant of this armourer, my lords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter at one door, HORNER, the Armourer, and his" & @CRLF & _
                "	Neighbours, drinking to him so much that he is drunk;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and he enters with a drum before him and his staff" & @CRLF & _
                "	with a sand-bag fastened to it; and at the other" & @CRLF & _
                "	door PETER, his man, with a drum and sand-bag, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Prentices drinking to him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Neighbour	Here, neighbour Horner, I drink to you in a cup of" & @CRLF & _
                "	sack: and fear not, neighbour, you shall do well enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Neighbour	And here, neighbour, here's a cup of charneco." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Neighbour	And here's a pot of good double beer, neighbour:" & @CRLF & _
                "	drink, and fear not your man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORNER	Let it come, i' faith, and I'll pledge you all; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	a fig for Peter!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First 'Prentice	Here, Peter, I drink to thee: and be not afraid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second 'Prentice	Be merry, Peter, and fear not thy master: fight" & @CRLF & _
                "	for credit of the 'prentices." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	I thank you all: drink, and pray for me, I pray" & @CRLF & _
                "	you; for I think I have taken my last draught in" & @CRLF & _
                "	this world. Here, Robin, an if I die, I give thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	my apron: and, Will, thou shalt have my hammer:" & @CRLF & _
                "	and here, Tom, take all the money that I have. O" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord bless me! I pray God! for I am never able to" & @CRLF & _
                "	deal with my master, he hath learnt me so much fence already." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Come, leave your drinking, and fall to blows." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sirrah, what's thy name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	Peter, forsooth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Peter! what more?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	Thump." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Thump! then see thou thump thy master well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORNER	Masters, I am come hither, as it were, upon my man's" & @CRLF & _
                "	instigation, to prove him a knave and myself an" & @CRLF & _
                "	honest man: and touching the Duke of York, I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	take my death, I never meant him any ill, nor the" & @CRLF & _
                "	king, nor the queen: and therefore, Peter, have at" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee with a downright blow!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Dispatch: this knave's tongue begins to double." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sound, trumpets, alarum to the combatants!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. They fight, and PETER strikes him down]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORNER	Hold, Peter, hold! I confess, I confess treason." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Take away his weapon. Fellow, thank God, and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	good wine in thy master's way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	O God, have I overcome mine enemy in this presence?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O Peter, thou hast prevailed in right!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Go, take hence that traitor from our sight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For his death we do perceive his guilt:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And God in justice hath revealed to us" & @CRLF & _
                "	The truth and innocence of this poor fellow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he had thought to have murder'd wrongfully." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, fellow, follow us for thy reward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sound a flourish. Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER and his Servingmen, in" & @CRLF & _
                "	mourning cloaks]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Thus sometimes hath the brightest day a cloud;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And after summer evermore succeeds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Barren winter, with his wrathful nipping cold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So cares and joys abound, as seasons fleet." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sirs, what's o'clock?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servants	Ten, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Ten is the hour that was appointed me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To watch the coming of my punish'd duchess:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Uneath may she endure the flinty streets," & @CRLF & _
                "	To tread them with her tender-feeling feet." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet Nell, ill can thy noble mind abrook" & @CRLF & _
                "	The abject people gazing on thy face," & @CRLF & _
                "	With envious looks, laughing at thy shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	That erst did follow thy proud chariot-wheels" & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou didst ride in triumph through the streets." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, soft! I think she comes; and I'll prepare" & @CRLF & _
                "	My tear-stain'd eyes to see her miseries." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the DUCHESS in a white sheet, and a taper" & @CRLF & _
                "	burning in her hand; with STANLEY, the Sheriff," & @CRLF & _
                "	and Officers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	So please your grace, we'll take her from the sheriff." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	No, stir not, for your lives; let her pass by." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	Come you, my lord, to see my open shame?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now thou dost penance too. Look how they gaze!" & @CRLF & _
                "	See how the giddy multitude do point," & @CRLF & _
                "	And nod their heads, and throw their eyes on thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, Gloucester, hide thee from their hateful looks," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in thy closet pent up, rue my shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ban thine enemies, both mine and thine!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Be patient, gentle Nell; forget this grief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	Ah, Gloucester, teach me to forget myself!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For whilst I think I am thy married wife" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou a prince, protector of this land," & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks I should not thus be led along," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mail'd up in shame, with papers on my back," & @CRLF & _
                "	And followed with a rabble that rejoice" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see my tears and hear my deep-fet groans." & @CRLF & _
                "	The ruthless flint doth cut my tender feet," & @CRLF & _
                "	And when I start, the envious people laugh" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid me be advised how I tread." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, Humphrey, can I bear this shameful yoke?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Trow'st thou that e'er I'll look upon the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or count them happy that enjoy the sun?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No; dark shall be my light and night my day;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To think upon my pomp shall be my hell." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sometime I'll say, I am Duke Humphrey's wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he a prince and ruler of the land:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet so he ruled and such a prince he was" & @CRLF & _
                "	As he stood by whilst I, his forlorn duchess," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was made a wonder and a pointing-stock" & @CRLF & _
                "	To every idle rascal follower." & @CRLF & _
                "	But be thou mild and blush not at my shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor stir at nothing till the axe of death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hang over thee, as, sure, it shortly will;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Suffolk, he that can do all in all" & @CRLF & _
                "	With her that hateth thee and hates us all," & @CRLF & _
                "	And York and impious Beaufort, that false priest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have all limed bushes to betray thy wings," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, fly thou how thou canst, they'll tangle thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But fear not thou, until thy foot be snared," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor never seek prevention of thy foes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Ah, Nell, forbear! thou aimest all awry;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must offend before I be attainted;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And had I twenty times so many foes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And each of them had twenty times their power," & @CRLF & _
                "	All these could not procure me any scathe," & @CRLF & _
                "	So long as I am loyal, true and crimeless." & @CRLF & _
                "	Wouldst have me rescue thee from this reproach?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, yet thy scandal were not wiped away" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I in danger for the breach of law." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy greatest help is quiet, gentle Nell:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray thee, sort thy heart to patience;" & @CRLF & _
                "	These few days' wonder will be quickly worn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Herald]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Herald	I summon your grace to his majesty's parliament," & @CRLF & _
                "	Holden at Bury the first of this next month." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	And my consent ne'er ask'd herein before!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is close dealing. Well, I will be there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Herald]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	My Nell, I take my leave: and, master sheriff," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let not her penance exceed the king's commission." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sheriff	An't please your grace, here my commission stays," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Sir John Stanley is appointed now" & @CRLF & _
                "	To take her with him to the Isle of Man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Must you, Sir John, protect my lady here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STANLEY	So am I given in charge, may't please your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Entreat her not the worse in that I pray" & @CRLF & _
                "	You use her well: the world may laugh again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I may live to do you kindness if" & @CRLF & _
                "	You do it her: and so, Sir John, farewell!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	What, gone, my lord, and bid me not farewell!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Witness my tears, I cannot stay to speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt GLOUCESTER and Servingmen]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	Art thou gone too? all comfort go with thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For none abides with me: my joy is death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Death, at whose name I oft have been afear'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because I wish'd this world's eternity." & @CRLF & _
                "	Stanley, I prithee, go, and take me hence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I care not whither, for I beg no favour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Only convey me where thou art commanded." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STANLEY	Why, madam, that is to the Isle of Man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There to be used according to your state." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	That's bad enough, for I am but reproach:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And shall I then be used reproachfully?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STANLEY	Like to a duchess, and Duke Humphrey's lady;" & @CRLF & _
                "	According to that state you shall be used." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	Sheriff, farewell, and better than I fare," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although thou hast been conduct of my shame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sheriff	It is my office; and, madam, pardon me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	Ay, ay, farewell; thy office is discharged." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, Stanley, shall we go?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STANLEY	Madam, your penance done, throw off this sheet," & @CRLF & _
                "	And go we to attire you for our journey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	My shame will not be shifted with my sheet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, it will hang upon my richest robes" & @CRLF & _
                "	And show itself, attire me how I can." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, lead the way; I long to see my prison." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The Abbey at Bury St. Edmund's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sound a sennet. Enter KING HENRY VI, QUEEN" & @CRLF & _
                "	MARGARET, CARDINAL, SUFFOLK, YORK, BUCKINGHAM," & @CRLF & _
                "	SALISBURY and WARWICK to the Parliament]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	I muse my Lord of Gloucester is not come:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not his wont to be the hindmost man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whate'er occasion keeps him from us now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Can you not see? or will ye not observe" & @CRLF & _
                "	The strangeness of his alter'd countenance?" & @CRLF & _
                "	With what a majesty he bears himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	How insolent of late he is become," & @CRLF & _
                "	How proud, how peremptory, and unlike himself?" & @CRLF & _
                "	We know the time since he was mild and affable," & @CRLF & _
                "	And if we did but glance a far-off look," & @CRLF & _
                "	Immediately he was upon his knee," & @CRLF & _
                "	That all the court admired him for submission:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But meet him now, and, be it in the morn," & @CRLF & _
                "	When every one will give the time of day," & @CRLF & _
                "	He knits his brow and shows an angry eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	And passeth by with stiff unbowed knee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Disdaining duty that to us belongs." & @CRLF & _
                "	Small curs are not regarded when they grin;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But great men tremble when the lion roars;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Humphrey is no little man in England." & @CRLF & _
                "	First note that he is near you in descent," & @CRLF & _
                "	And should you fall, he as the next will mount." & @CRLF & _
                "	Me seemeth then it is no policy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Respecting what a rancorous mind he bears" & @CRLF & _
                "	And his advantage following your decease," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he should come about your royal person" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or be admitted to your highness' council." & @CRLF & _
                "	By flattery hath he won the commons' hearts," & @CRLF & _
                "	And when he please to make commotion," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis to be fear'd they all will follow him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now 'tis the spring, and weeds are shallow-rooted;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Suffer them now, and they'll o'ergrow the garden" & @CRLF & _
                "	And choke the herbs for want of husbandry." & @CRLF & _
                "	The reverent care I bear unto my lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made me collect these dangers in the duke." & @CRLF & _
                "	If it be fond, call it a woman's fear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which fear if better reasons can supplant," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will subscribe and say I wrong'd the duke." & @CRLF & _
                "	My Lord of Suffolk, Buckingham, and York," & @CRLF & _
                "	Reprove my allegation, if you can;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else conclude my words effectual." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Well hath your highness seen into this duke;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, had I first been put to speak my mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	I think I should have told your grace's tale." & @CRLF & _
                "	The duchess, by his subornation," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my life, began her devilish practises:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, if he were not privy to those faults," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, by reputing of his high descent," & @CRLF & _
                "	As next the king he was successive heir," & @CRLF & _
                "	And such high vaunts of his nobility," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did instigate the bedlam brain-sick duchess" & @CRLF & _
                "	By wicked means to frame our sovereign's fall." & @CRLF & _
                "	Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in his simple show he harbours treason." & @CRLF & _
                "	The fox barks not when he would steal the lamb." & @CRLF & _
                "	No, no, my sovereign; Gloucester is a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unsounded yet and full of deep deceit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	Did he not, contrary to form of law," & @CRLF & _
                "	Devise strange deaths for small offences done?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	And did he not, in his protectorship," & @CRLF & _
                "	Levy great sums of money through the realm" & @CRLF & _
                "	For soldiers' pay in France, and never sent it?" & @CRLF & _
                "	By means whereof the towns each day revolted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Tut, these are petty faults to faults unknown." & @CRLF & _
                "	Which time will bring to light in smooth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Duke Humphrey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	My lords, at once: the care you have of us," & @CRLF & _
                "	To mow down thorns that would annoy our foot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is worthy praise: but, shall I speak my conscience," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our kinsman Gloucester is as innocent" & @CRLF & _
                "	From meaning treason to our royal person" & @CRLF & _
                "	As is the sucking lamb or harmless dove:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The duke is virtuous, mild and too well given" & @CRLF & _
                "	To dream on evil or to work my downfall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Ah, what's more dangerous than this fond affiance!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seems he a dove? his feathers are but borrowed," & @CRLF & _
                "	For he's disposed as the hateful raven:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is he a lamb? his skin is surely lent him," & @CRLF & _
                "	For he's inclined as is the ravenous wolf." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who cannot steal a shape that means deceit?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take heed, my lord; the welfare of us all" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hangs on the cutting short that fraudful man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SOMERSET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	All health unto my gracious sovereign!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Welcome, Lord Somerset. What news from France?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	That all your interest in those territories" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is utterly bereft you; all is lost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Cold news, Lord Somerset: but God's will be done!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	[Aside]  Cold news for me; for I had hope of France" & @CRLF & _
                "	As firmly as I hope for fertile England." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus are my blossoms blasted in the bud" & @CRLF & _
                "	And caterpillars eat my leaves away;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will remedy this gear ere long," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or sell my title for a glorious grave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	All happiness unto my lord the king!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pardon, my liege, that I have stay'd so long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Nay, Gloucester, know that thou art come too soon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless thou wert more loyal than thou art:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do arrest thee of high treason here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Well, Suffolk, thou shalt not see me blush" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor change my countenance for this arrest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A heart unspotted is not easily daunted." & @CRLF & _
                "	The purest spring is not so free from mud" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I am clear from treason to my sovereign:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who can accuse me? wherein am I guilty?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	'Tis thought, my lord, that you took bribes of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, being protector, stayed the soldiers' pay;" & @CRLF & _
                "	By means whereof his highness hath lost France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Is it but thought so? what are they that think it?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I never robb'd the soldiers of their pay," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor ever had one penny bribe from France." & @CRLF & _
                "	So help me God, as I have watch'd the night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, night by night, in studying good for England," & @CRLF & _
                "	That doit that e'er I wrested from the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or any groat I hoarded to my use," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be brought against me at my trial-day!" & @CRLF & _
                "	No; many a pound of mine own proper store," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because I would not tax the needy commons," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I disbursed to the garrisons," & @CRLF & _
                "	And never ask'd for restitution." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	It serves you well, my lord, to say so much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I say no more than truth, so help me God!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	In your protectorship you did devise" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strange tortures for offenders never heard of," & @CRLF & _
                "	That England was defamed by tyranny." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Why, 'tis well known that, whiles I was" & @CRLF & _
                "	protector," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pity was all the fault that was in me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I should melt at an offender's tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	And lowly words were ransom for their fault." & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless it were a bloody murderer," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or foul felonious thief that fleeced poor passengers," & @CRLF & _
                "	I never gave them condign punishment:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Murder indeed, that bloody sin, I tortured" & @CRLF & _
                "	Above the felon or what trespass else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	My lord, these faults are easy, quickly answered:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But mightier crimes are laid unto your charge," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereof you cannot easily purge yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "	I do arrest you in his highness' name;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here commit you to my lord cardinal" & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep, until your further time of trial." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	My lord of Gloucester, 'tis my special hope" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you will clear yourself from all suspect:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My conscience tells me you are innocent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Ah, gracious lord, these days are dangerous:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Virtue is choked with foul ambition" & @CRLF & _
                "	And charity chased hence by rancour's hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Foul subornation is predominant" & @CRLF & _
                "	And equity exiled your highness' land." & @CRLF & _
                "	I know their complot is to have my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	And if my death might make this island happy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And prove the period of their tyranny," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would expend it with all willingness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But mine is made the prologue to their play;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thousands more, that yet suspect no peril," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will not conclude their plotted tragedy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Beaufort's red sparkling eyes blab his heart's malice," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Suffolk's cloudy brow his stormy hate;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sharp Buckingham unburthens with his tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	The envious load that lies upon his heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And dogged York, that reaches at the moon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose overweening arm I have pluck'd back," & @CRLF & _
                "	By false accuse doth level at my life:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you, my sovereign lady, with the rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Causeless have laid disgraces on my head," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with your best endeavour have stirr'd up" & @CRLF & _
                "	My liefest liege to be mine enemy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, all you have laid your heads together--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself had notice of your conventicles--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all to make away my guiltless life." & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall not want false witness to condemn me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor store of treasons to augment my guilt;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ancient proverb will be well effected:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'A staff is quickly found to beat a dog.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	My liege, his railing is intolerable:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If those that care to keep your royal person" & @CRLF & _
                "	From treason's secret knife and traitors' rage" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be thus upbraided, chid and rated at," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the offender granted scope of speech," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twill make them cool in zeal unto your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Hath he not twit our sovereign lady here" & @CRLF & _
                "	With ignominious words, though clerkly couch'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if she had suborned some to swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	False allegations to o'erthrow his state?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	But I can give the loser leave to chide." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Far truer spoke than meant: I lose, indeed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beshrew the winners, for they play'd me false!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And well such losers may have leave to speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	He'll wrest the sense and hold us here all day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord cardinal, he is your prisoner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	Sirs, take away the duke, and guard him sure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Ah! thus King Henry throws away his crutch" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before his legs be firm to bear his body." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus is the shepherd beaten from thy side," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wolves are gnarling who shall gnaw thee first." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, that my fear were false! ah, that it were!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, good King Henry, thy decay I fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit, guarded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	My lords, what to your wisdoms seemeth best," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do or undo, as if ourself were here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	What, will your highness leave the parliament?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Ay, Margaret; my heart is drown'd with grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose flood begins to flow within mine eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	My body round engirt with misery," & @CRLF & _
                "	For what's more miserable than discontent?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, uncle Humphrey! in thy face I see" & @CRLF & _
                "	The map of honour, truth and loyalty:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet, good Humphrey, is the hour to come" & @CRLF & _
                "	That e'er I proved thee false or fear'd thy faith." & @CRLF & _
                "	What louring star now envies thy estate," & @CRLF & _
                "	That these great lords and Margaret our queen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do seek subversion of thy harmless life?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou never didst them wrong, nor no man wrong;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And as the butcher takes away the calf" & @CRLF & _
                "	And binds the wretch, and beats it when it strays," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bearing it to the bloody slaughter-house," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even so remorseless have they borne him hence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And as the dam runs lowing up and down," & @CRLF & _
                "	Looking the way her harmless young one went," & @CRLF & _
                "	And can do nought but wail her darling's loss," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even so myself bewails good Gloucester's case" & @CRLF & _
                "	With sad unhelpful tears, and with dimm'd eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look after him and cannot do him good," & @CRLF & _
                "	So mighty are his vowed enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "	His fortunes I will weep; and, 'twixt each groan" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say 'Who's a traitor? Gloucester he is none.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but QUEEN MARGARET, CARDINAL," & @CRLF & _
                "	SUFFOLK, and YORK; SOMERSET remains apart]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Free lords, cold snow melts with the sun's hot beams." & @CRLF & _
                "	Henry my lord is cold in great affairs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Too full of foolish pity, and Gloucester's show" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beguiles him as the mournful crocodile" & @CRLF & _
                "	With sorrow snares relenting passengers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or as the snake roll'd in a flowering bank," & @CRLF & _
                "	With shining chequer'd slough, doth sting a child" & @CRLF & _
                "	That for the beauty thinks it excellent." & @CRLF & _
                "	Believe me, lords, were none more wise than I--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet herein I judge mine own wit good--" & @CRLF & _
                "	This Gloucester should be quickly rid the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	To rid us of the fear we have of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	That he should die is worthy policy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet we want a colour for his death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis meet he be condemn'd by course of law." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	But, in my mind, that were no policy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king will labour still to save his life," & @CRLF & _
                "	The commons haply rise, to save his life;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet we have but trivial argument," & @CRLF & _
                "	More than mistrust, that shows him worthy death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	So that, by this, you would not have him die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Ah, York, no man alive so fain as I!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	'Tis York that hath more reason for his death." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, my lord cardinal, and you, my Lord of Suffolk," & @CRLF & _
                "	Say as you think, and speak it from your souls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were't not all one, an empty eagle were set" & @CRLF & _
                "	To guard the chicken from a hungry kite," & @CRLF & _
                "	As place Duke Humphrey for the king's protector?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	So the poor chicken should be sure of death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Madam, 'tis true; and were't not madness, then," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make the fox surveyor of the fold?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who being accused a crafty murderer," & @CRLF & _
                "	His guilt should be but idly posted over," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because his purpose is not executed." & @CRLF & _
                "	No; let him die, in that he is a fox," & @CRLF & _
                "	By nature proved an enemy to the flock," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before his chaps be stain'd with crimson blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	As Humphrey, proved by reasons, to my liege." & @CRLF & _
                "	And do not stand on quillets how to slay him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be it by gins, by snares, by subtlety," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sleeping or waking, 'tis no matter how," & @CRLF & _
                "	So he be dead; for that is good deceit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which mates him first that first intends deceit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Thrice-noble Suffolk, 'tis resolutely spoke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Not resolute, except so much were done;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For things are often spoke and seldom meant:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that my heart accordeth with my tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seeing the deed is meritorious," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to preserve my sovereign from his foe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Say but the word, and I will be his priest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	But I would have him dead, my Lord of Suffolk," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere you can take due orders for a priest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say you consent and censure well the deed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I'll provide his executioner," & @CRLF & _
                "	I tender so the safety of my liege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Here is my hand, the deed is worthy doing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	And so say I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	And I    and now we three have spoke it," & @CRLF & _
                "	It skills not greatly who impugns our doom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Post]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Post	Great lords, from Ireland am I come amain," & @CRLF & _
                "	To signify that rebels there are up" & @CRLF & _
                "	And put the Englishmen unto the sword:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Send succors, lords, and stop the rage betime," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before the wound do grow uncurable;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, being green, there is great hope of help." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	A breach that craves a quick expedient stop!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What counsel give you in this weighty cause?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	That Somerset be sent as regent thither:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis meet that lucky ruler be employ'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Witness the fortune he hath had in France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	If York, with all his far-fet policy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had been the regent there instead of me," & @CRLF & _
                "	He never would have stay'd in France so long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	No, not to lose it all, as thou hast done:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I rather would have lost my life betimes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than bring a burthen of dishonour home" & @CRLF & _
                "	By staying there so long till all were lost." & @CRLF & _
                "	Show me one scar character'd on thy skin:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Men's flesh preserved so whole do seldom win." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Nay, then, this spark will prove a raging fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	If wind and fuel be brought to feed it with:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No more, good York; sweet Somerset, be still:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy fortune, York, hadst thou been regent there," & @CRLF & _
                "	Might happily have proved far worse than his." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	What, worse than nought? nay, then, a shame take all!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	And, in the number, thee that wishest shame!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	My Lord of York, try what your fortune is." & @CRLF & _
                "	The uncivil kerns of Ireland are in arms" & @CRLF & _
                "	And temper clay with blood of Englishmen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Ireland will you lead a band of men," & @CRLF & _
                "	Collected choicely, from each county some," & @CRLF & _
                "	And try your hap against the Irishmen?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	I will, my lord, so please his majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Why, our authority is his consent," & @CRLF & _
                "	And what we do establish he confirms:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, noble York, take thou this task in hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	I am content: provide me soldiers, lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles I take order for mine own affairs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	A charge, Lord York, that I will see perform'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	But now return we to the false Duke Humphrey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	No more of him; for I will deal with him" & @CRLF & _
                "	That henceforth he shall trouble us no more." & @CRLF & _
                "	And so break off; the day is almost spent:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord Suffolk, you and I must talk of that event." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	My Lord of Suffolk, within fourteen days" & @CRLF & _
                "	At Bristol I expect my soldiers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For there I'll ship them all for Ireland." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	I'll see it truly done, my Lord of York." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but YORK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Now, York, or never, steel thy fearful thoughts," & @CRLF & _
                "	And change misdoubt to resolution:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be that thou hopest to be, or what thou art" & @CRLF & _
                "	Resign to death; it is not worth the enjoying:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let pale-faced fear keep with the mean-born man," & @CRLF & _
                "	And find no harbour in a royal heart." & @CRLF & _
                "	Faster than spring-time showers comes thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	on thought," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not a thought but thinks on dignity." & @CRLF & _
                "	My brain more busy than the labouring spider" & @CRLF & _
                "	Weaves tedious snares to trap mine enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, nobles, well, 'tis politicly done," & @CRLF & _
                "	To send me packing with an host of men:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear me you but warm the starved snake," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, cherish'd in your breasts, will sting" & @CRLF & _
                "	your hearts." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twas men I lack'd and you will give them me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I take it kindly; and yet be well assured" & @CRLF & _
                "	You put sharp weapons in a madman's hands." & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles I in Ireland nourish a mighty band," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will stir up in England some black storm" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall blow ten thousand souls to heaven or hell;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this fell tempest shall not cease to rage" & @CRLF & _
                "	Until the golden circuit on my head," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to the glorious sun's transparent beams," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do calm the fury of this mad-bred flaw." & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for a minister of my intent," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have seduced a headstrong Kentishman," & @CRLF & _
                "	John Cade of Ashford," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make commotion, as full well he can," & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the title of John Mortimer." & @CRLF & _
                "	In Ireland have I seen this stubborn Cade" & @CRLF & _
                "	Oppose himself against a troop of kerns," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fought so long, till that his thighs with darts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were almost like a sharp-quill'd porpentine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in the end being rescued, I have seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Him caper upright like a wild Morisco," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shaking the bloody darts as he his bells." & @CRLF & _
                "	Full often, like a shag-hair'd crafty kern," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath he conversed with the enemy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And undiscover'd come to me again" & @CRLF & _
                "	And given me notice of their villanies." & @CRLF & _
                "	This devil here shall be my substitute;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For that John Mortimer, which now is dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	In face, in gait, in speech, he doth resemble:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By this I shall perceive the commons' mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	How they affect the house and claim of York." & @CRLF & _
                "	Say he be taken, rack'd and tortured," & @CRLF & _
                "	I know no pain they can inflict upon him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will make him say I moved him to those arms." & @CRLF & _
                "	Say that he thrive, as 'tis great like he will," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, then from Ireland come I with my strength" & @CRLF & _
                "	And reap the harvest which that rascal sow'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Humphrey being dead, as he shall be," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Henry put apart, the next for me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Bury St. Edmund's. A room of state." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter certain Murderers, hastily]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Run to my Lord of Suffolk; let him know" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have dispatch'd the duke, as he commanded." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	O that it were to do! What have we done?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Didst ever hear a man so penitent?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SUFFOLK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murder	Here comes my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Now, sirs, have you dispatch'd this thing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Ay, my good lord, he's dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Why, that's well said. Go, get you to my house;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will reward you for this venturous deed." & @CRLF & _
                "	The king and all the peers are here at hand." & @CRLF & _
                "	Have you laid fair the bed? Is all things well," & @CRLF & _
                "	According as I gave directions?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	'Tis, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Away! be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Murderers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sound trumpets. Enter KING HENRY VI, QUEEN" & @CRLF & _
                "	MARGARET, CARDINAL, SOMERSET, with Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Go, call our uncle to our presence straight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say we intend to try his grace to-day." & @CRLF & _
                "	If he be guilty, as 'tis published." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	I'll call him presently, my noble lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Lords, take your places; and, I pray you all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Proceed no straiter 'gainst our uncle Gloucester" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than from true evidence of good esteem" & @CRLF & _
                "	He be approved in practise culpable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	God forbid any malice should prevail," & @CRLF & _
                "	That faultless may condemn a nobleman!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray God he may acquit him of suspicion!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	I thank thee, Meg; these words content me much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter SUFFOLK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now! why look'st thou pale? why tremblest thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is our uncle? what's the matter, Suffolk?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Dead in his bed, my lord; Gloucester is dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Marry, God forfend!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	God's secret judgment: I did dream to-night" & @CRLF & _
                "	The duke was dumb and could not speak a word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[KING HENRY VI swoons]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	How fares my lord? Help, lords! the king is dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	Rear up his body; wring him by the nose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Run, go, help, help! O Henry, ope thine eyes!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	He doth revive again: madam, be patient." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	O heavenly God!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	How fares my gracious lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Comfort, my sovereign! gracious Henry, comfort!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	What, doth my Lord of Suffolk comfort me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Came he right now to sing a raven's note," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose dismal tune bereft my vital powers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thinks he that the chirping of a wren," & @CRLF & _
                "	By crying comfort from a hollow breast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can chase away the first-conceived sound?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hide not thy poison with such sugar'd words;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lay not thy hands on me; forbear, I say;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their touch affrights me as a serpent's sting." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou baleful messenger, out of my sight!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon thy eye-balls murderous tyranny" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sits in grim majesty, to fright the world." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look not upon me, for thine eyes are wounding:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet do not go away: come, basilisk," & @CRLF & _
                "	And kill the innocent gazer with thy sight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For in the shade of death I shall find joy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In life but double death, now Gloucester's dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Why do you rate my Lord of Suffolk thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Although the duke was enemy to him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet he most Christian-like laments his death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for myself, foe as he was to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Might liquid tears or heart-offending groans" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or blood-consuming sighs recall his life," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would be blind with weeping, sick with groans," & @CRLF & _
                "	Look pale as primrose with blood-drinking sighs," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all to have the noble duke alive." & @CRLF & _
                "	What know I how the world may deem of me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For it is known we were but hollow friends:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It may be judged I made the duke away;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So shall my name with slander's tongue be wounded," & @CRLF & _
                "	And princes' courts be fill'd with my reproach." & @CRLF & _
                "	This get I by his death: ay me, unhappy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be a queen, and crown'd with infamy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Ah, woe is me for Gloucester, wretched man!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Be woe for me, more wretched than he is." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, dost thou turn away and hide thy face?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am no loathsome leper; look on me." & @CRLF & _
                "	What! art thou, like the adder, waxen deaf?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be poisonous too and kill thy forlorn queen." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is all thy comfort shut in Gloucester's tomb?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, then, dame Margaret was ne'er thy joy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Erect his statue and worship it," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make my image but an alehouse sign." & @CRLF & _
                "	Was I for this nigh wreck'd upon the sea" & @CRLF & _
                "	And twice by awkward wind from England's bank" & @CRLF & _
                "	Drove back again unto my native clime?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What boded this, but well forewarning wind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did seem to say 'Seek not a scorpion's nest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor set no footing on this unkind shore'?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What did I then, but cursed the gentle gusts" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he that loosed them forth their brazen caves:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid them blow towards England's blessed shore," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or turn our stern upon a dreadful rock" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet AEolus would not be a murderer," & @CRLF & _
                "	But left that hateful office unto thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The pretty-vaulting sea refused to drown me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Knowing that thou wouldst have me drown'd on shore," & @CRLF & _
                "	With tears as salt as sea, through thy unkindness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The splitting rocks cower'd in the sinking sands" & @CRLF & _
                "	And would not dash me with their ragged sides," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because thy flinty heart, more hard than they," & @CRLF & _
                "	Might in thy palace perish Margaret." & @CRLF & _
                "	As far as I could ken thy chalky cliffs," & @CRLF & _
                "	When from thy shore the tempest beat us back," & @CRLF & _
                "	I stood upon the hatches in the storm," & @CRLF & _
                "	And when the dusky sky began to rob" & @CRLF & _
                "	My earnest-gaping sight of thy land's view," & @CRLF & _
                "	I took a costly jewel from my neck," & @CRLF & _
                "	A heart it was, bound in with diamonds," & @CRLF & _
                "	And threw it towards thy land: the sea received it," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so I wish'd thy body might my heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And even with this I lost fair England's view" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid mine eyes be packing with my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	And call'd them blind and dusky spectacles," & @CRLF & _
                "	For losing ken of Albion's wished coast." & @CRLF & _
                "	How often have I tempted Suffolk's tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	The agent of thy foul inconstancy," & @CRLF & _
                "	To sit and witch me, as Ascanius did" & @CRLF & _
                "	When he to madding Dido would unfold" & @CRLF & _
                "	His father's acts commenced in burning Troy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Am I not witch'd like her? or thou not false like him?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay me, I can no more! die, Margaret!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Henry weeps that thou dost live so long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Noise within. Enter WARWICK, SALISBURY, and many Commons]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	It is reported, mighty sovereign," & @CRLF & _
                "	That good Duke Humphrey traitorously is murder'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	By Suffolk and the Cardinal Beaufort's means." & @CRLF & _
                "	The commons, like an angry hive of bees" & @CRLF & _
                "	That want their leader, scatter up and down" & @CRLF & _
                "	And care not who they sting in his revenge." & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself have calm'd their spleenful mutiny," & @CRLF & _
                "	Until they hear the order of his death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	That he is dead, good Warwick, 'tis too true;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But how he died God knows, not Henry:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Enter his chamber, view his breathless corpse," & @CRLF & _
                "	And comment then upon his sudden death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	That shall I do, my liege. Stay, Salisbury," & @CRLF & _
                "	With the rude multitude till I return." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	O Thou that judgest all things, stay my thoughts," & @CRLF & _
                "	My thoughts, that labour to persuade my soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some violent hands were laid on Humphrey's life!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If my suspect be false, forgive me, God," & @CRLF & _
                "	For judgment only doth belong to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fain would I go to chafe his paly lips" & @CRLF & _
                "	With twenty thousand kisses, and to drain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon his face an ocean of salt tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	To tell my love unto his dumb deaf trunk," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with my fingers feel his hand unfeeling:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But all in vain are these mean obsequies;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to survey his dead and earthly image," & @CRLF & _
                "	What were it but to make my sorrow greater?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter WARWICK and others, bearing" & @CRLF & _
                "	GLOUCESTER'S body on a bed]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Come hither, gracious sovereign, view this body." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	That is to see how deep my grave is made;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For with his soul fled all my worldly solace," & @CRLF & _
                "	For seeing him I see my life in death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	As surely as my soul intends to live" & @CRLF & _
                "	With that dread King that took our state upon him" & @CRLF & _
                "	To free us from his father's wrathful curse," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do believe that violent hands were laid" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the life of this thrice-famed duke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	A dreadful oath, sworn with a solemn tongue!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What instance gives Lord Warwick for his vow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	See how the blood is settled in his face." & @CRLF & _
                "	Oft have I seen a timely-parted ghost," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of ashy semblance, meagre, pale and bloodless," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being all descended to the labouring heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, in the conflict that it holds with death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Attracts the same for aidance 'gainst the enemy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which with the heart there cools and ne'er returneth" & @CRLF & _
                "	To blush and beautify the cheek again." & @CRLF & _
                "	But see, his face is black and full of blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	His eye-balls further out than when he lived," & @CRLF & _
                "	Staring full ghastly like a strangled man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His hair uprear'd, his nostrils stretched with struggling;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His hands abroad display'd, as one that grasp'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	And tugg'd for life and was by strength subdued:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, on the sheets his hair you see, is sticking;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His well-proportion'd beard made rough and rugged," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to the summer's corn by tempest lodged." & @CRLF & _
                "	It cannot be but he was murder'd here;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The least of all these signs were probable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Why, Warwick, who should do the duke to death?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself and Beaufort had him in protection;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And we, I hope, sir, are no murderers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	But both of you were vow'd Duke Humphrey's foes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you, forsooth, had the good duke to keep:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis like you would not feast him like a friend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And 'tis well seen he found an enemy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Then you, belike, suspect these noblemen" & @CRLF & _
                "	As guilty of Duke Humphrey's timeless death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Who finds the heifer dead and bleeding fresh" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sees fast by a butcher with an axe," & @CRLF & _
                "	But will suspect 'twas he that made the slaughter?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who finds the partridge in the puttock's nest," & @CRLF & _
                "	But may imagine how the bird was dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although the kite soar with unbloodied beak?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even so suspicious is this tragedy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Are you the butcher, Suffolk? Where's your knife?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is Beaufort term'd a kite? Where are his talons?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	I wear no knife to slaughter sleeping men;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But here's a vengeful sword, rusted with ease," & @CRLF & _
                "	That shall be scoured in his rancorous heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	That slanders me with murder's crimson badge." & @CRLF & _
                "	Say, if thou darest, proud Lord of Warwick-shire," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I am faulty in Duke Humphrey's death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt CARDINAL, SOMERSET, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	What dares not Warwick, if false Suffolk dare him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	He dares not calm his contumelious spirit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor cease to be an arrogant controller," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though Suffolk dare him twenty thousand times." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Madam, be still; with reverence may I say;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For every word you speak in his behalf" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is slander to your royal dignity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Blunt-witted lord, ignoble in demeanor!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever lady wrong'd her lord so much," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy mother took into her blameful bed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some stern untutor'd churl, and noble stock" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was graft with crab-tree slip; whose fruit thou art," & @CRLF & _
                "	And never of the Nevils' noble race." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	But that the guilt of murder bucklers thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I should rob the deathsman of his fee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Quitting thee thereby of ten thousand shames," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that my sovereign's presence makes me mild," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would, false murderous coward, on thy knee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make thee beg pardon for thy passed speech," & @CRLF & _
                "	And say it was thy mother that thou meant'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou thyself was born in bastardy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And after all this fearful homage done," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give thee thy hire and send thy soul to hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pernicious blood-sucker of sleeping men!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Thou shall be waking well I shed thy blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	If from this presence thou darest go with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Away even now, or I will drag thee hence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unworthy though thou art, I'll cope with thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	And do some service to Duke Humphrey's ghost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt SUFFOLK and WARWICK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thrice is he armed that hath his quarrel just," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he but naked, though lock'd up in steel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A noise within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	What noise is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter SUFFOLK and WARWICK, with their" & @CRLF & _
                "	weapons drawn]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Why, how now, lords! your wrathful weapons drawn" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here in our presence! dare you be so bold?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, what tumultuous clamour have we here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	The traitorous Warwick with the men of Bury" & @CRLF & _
                "	Set all upon me, mighty sovereign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	[To the Commons, entering]  Sirs, stand apart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	the king shall know your mind." & @CRLF & _
                "	Dread lord, the commons send you word by me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless Lord Suffolk straight be done to death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or banished fair England's territories," & @CRLF & _
                "	They will by violence tear him from your palace" & @CRLF & _
                "	And torture him with grievous lingering death." & @CRLF & _
                "	They say, by him the good Duke Humphrey died;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They say, in him they fear your highness' death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And mere instinct of love and loyalty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Free from a stubborn opposite intent," & @CRLF & _
                "	As being thought to contradict your liking," & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes them thus forward in his banishment." & @CRLF & _
                "	They say, in care of your most royal person," & @CRLF & _
                "	That if your highness should intend to sleep" & @CRLF & _
                "	And charge that no man should disturb your rest" & @CRLF & _
                "	In pain of your dislike or pain of death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, notwithstanding such a strait edict," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were there a serpent seen, with forked tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	That slily glided towards your majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	It were but necessary you were waked," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest, being suffer'd in that harmful slumber," & @CRLF & _
                "	The mortal worm might make the sleep eternal;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore do they cry, though you forbid," & @CRLF & _
                "	That they will guard you, whether you will or no," & @CRLF & _
                "	From such fell serpents as false Suffolk is," & @CRLF & _
                "	With whose envenomed and fatal sting," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your loving uncle, twenty times his worth," & @CRLF & _
                "	They say, is shamefully bereft of life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Commons	[Within]  An answer from the king, my" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord of Salisbury!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	'Tis like the commons, rude unpolish'd hinds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Could send such message to their sovereign:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But you, my lord, were glad to be employ'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	To show how quaint an orator you are:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But all the honour Salisbury hath won" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is, that he was the lord ambassador" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sent from a sort of tinkers to the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Commons	[Within]  An answer from the king, or we will all break in!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Go, Salisbury, and tell them all from me." & @CRLF & _
                "	I thank them for their tender loving care;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And had I not been cited so by them," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet did I purpose as they do entreat;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, sure, my thoughts do hourly prophesy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mischance unto my state by Suffolk's means:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore, by His majesty I swear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose far unworthy deputy I am," & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall not breathe infection in this air" & @CRLF & _
                "	But three days longer, on the pain of death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit SALISBURY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	O Henry, let me plead for gentle Suffolk!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Ungentle queen, to call him gentle Suffolk!" & @CRLF & _
                "	No more, I say: if thou dost plead for him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wilt but add increase unto my wrath." & @CRLF & _
                "	Had I but said, I would have kept my word," & @CRLF & _
                "	But when I swear, it is irrevocable." & @CRLF & _
                "	If, after three days' space, thou here be'st found" & @CRLF & _
                "	On any ground that I am ruler of," & @CRLF & _
                "	The world shall not be ransom for thy life." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, Warwick, come, good Warwick, go with me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have great matters to impart to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but QUEEN MARGARET and SUFFOLK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Mischance and sorrow go along with you!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heart's discontent and sour affliction" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be playfellows to keep you company!" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's two of you; the devil make a third!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And threefold vengeance tend upon your steps!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Cease, gentle queen, these execrations," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let thy Suffolk take his heavy leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Fie, coward woman and soft-hearted wretch!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast thou not spirit to curse thine enemy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	A plague upon them! wherefore should I curse them?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would curses kill, as doth the mandrake's groan," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would invent as bitter-searching terms," & @CRLF & _
                "	As curst, as harsh and horrible to hear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deliver'd strongly through my fixed teeth," & @CRLF & _
                "	With full as many signs of deadly hate," & @CRLF & _
                "	As lean-faced Envy in her loathsome cave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My tongue should stumble in mine earnest words;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine eyes should sparkle like the beaten flint;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine hair be fixed on end, as one distract;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, every joint should seem to curse and ban:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And even now my burthen'd heart would break," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should I not curse them. Poison be their drink!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gall, worse than gall, the daintiest that they taste!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their sweetest shade a grove of cypress trees!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their chiefest prospect murdering basilisks!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their softest touch as smart as lizards' sting!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their music frightful as the serpent's hiss," & @CRLF & _
                "	And boding screech-owls make the concert full!" & @CRLF & _
                "	All the foul terrors in dark-seated hell--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Enough, sweet Suffolk; thou torment'st thyself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And these dread curses, like the sun 'gainst glass," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or like an overcharged gun, recoil," & @CRLF & _
                "	And turn the force of them upon thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	You bade me ban, and will you bid me leave?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, by the ground that I am banish'd from," & @CRLF & _
                "	Well could I curse away a winter's night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though standing naked on a mountain top," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where biting cold would never let grass grow," & @CRLF & _
                "	And think it but a minute spent in sport." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	O, let me entreat thee cease. Give me thy hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I may dew it with my mournful tears;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor let the rain of heaven wet this place," & @CRLF & _
                "	To wash away my woful monuments." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, could this kiss be printed in thy hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou mightst think upon these by the seal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Through whom a thousand sighs are breathed for thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	So, get thee gone, that I may know my grief;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis but surmised whiles thou art standing by," & @CRLF & _
                "	As one that surfeits thinking on a want." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will repeal thee, or, be well assured," & @CRLF & _
                "	Adventure to be banished myself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And banished I am, if but from thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go; speak not to me; even now be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, go not yet! Even thus two friends condemn'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Embrace and kiss and take ten thousand leaves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Loather a hundred times to part than die." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet now farewell; and farewell life with thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Thus is poor Suffolk ten times banished;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Once by the king, and three times thrice by thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not the land I care for, wert thou thence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A wilderness is populous enough," & @CRLF & _
                "	So Suffolk had thy heavenly company:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For where thou art, there is the world itself," & @CRLF & _
                "	With every several pleasure in the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	And where thou art not, desolation." & @CRLF & _
                "	I can no more: live thou to joy thy life;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself no joy in nought but that thou livest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter VAUX]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Wither goes Vaux so fast? what news, I prithee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VAUX	To signify unto his majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Cardinal Beaufort is at point of death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For suddenly a grievous sickness took him," & @CRLF & _
                "	That makes him gasp and stare and catch the air," & @CRLF & _
                "	Blaspheming God and cursing men on earth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sometimes he talks as if Duke Humphrey's ghost" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were by his side; sometime he calls the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	And whispers to his pillow, as to him," & @CRLF & _
                "	The secrets of his overcharged soul;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I am sent to tell his majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	That even now he cries aloud for him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Go tell this heavy message to the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit VAUX]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay me! what is this world! what news are these!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But wherefore grieve I at an hour's poor loss," & @CRLF & _
                "	Omitting Suffolk's exile, my soul's treasure?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why only, Suffolk, mourn I not for thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with the southern clouds contend in tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	Theirs for the earth's increase, mine for my sorrows?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now get thee hence: the king, thou know'st, is coming;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou be found by me, thou art but dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	If I depart from thee, I cannot live;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in thy sight to die, what were it else" & @CRLF & _
                "	But like a pleasant slumber in thy lap?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here could I breathe my soul into the air," & @CRLF & _
                "	As mild and gentle as the cradle-babe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dying with mother's dug between its lips:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where, from thy sight, I should be raging mad," & @CRLF & _
                "	And cry out for thee to close up mine eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have thee with thy lips to stop my mouth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So shouldst thou either turn my flying soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I should breathe it so into thy body," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then it lived in sweet Elysium." & @CRLF & _
                "	To die by thee were but to die in jest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	From thee to die were torture more than death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, let me stay, befall what may befall!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Away! though parting be a fretful corrosive," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is applied to a deathful wound." & @CRLF & _
                "	To France, sweet Suffolk: let me hear from thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For wheresoe'er thou art in this world's globe," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll have an Iris that shall find thee out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	I go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	And take my heart with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	A jewel, lock'd into the wofull'st cask" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever did contain a thing of worth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Even as a splitted bark, so sunder we" & @CRLF & _
                "	This way fall I to death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	This way for me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt severally]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A bedchamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the KING, SALISBURY, WARWICK, to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	CARDINAL in bed]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	How fares my lord? speak, Beaufort, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy sovereign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	If thou be'st death, I'll give thee England's treasure," & @CRLF & _
                "	Enough to purchase such another island," & @CRLF & _
                "	So thou wilt let me live, and feel no pain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Ah, what a sign it is of evil life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where death's approach is seen so terrible!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Beaufort, it is thy sovereign speaks to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	Bring me unto my trial when you will." & @CRLF & _
                "	Died he not in his bed? where should he die?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can I make men live, whether they will or no?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, torture me no more! I will confess." & @CRLF & _
                "	Alive again? then show me where he is:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll give a thousand pound to look upon him." & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath no eyes, the dust hath blinded them." & @CRLF & _
                "	Comb down his hair; look, look! it stands upright," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like lime-twigs set to catch my winged soul." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me some drink; and bid the apothecary" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring the strong poison that I bought of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	O thou eternal Mover of the heavens." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look with a gentle eye upon this wretch!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, beat away the busy meddling fiend" & @CRLF & _
                "	That lays strong siege unto this wretch's soul." & @CRLF & _
                "	And from his bosom purge this black despair!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	See, how the pangs of death do make him grin!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Disturb him not; let him pass peaceably." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Peace to his soul, if God's good pleasure be!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord cardinal, if thou think'st on heaven's bliss," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold up thy hand, make signal of thy hope." & @CRLF & _
                "	He dies, and makes no sign. O God, forgive him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	So bad a death argues a monstrous life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Forbear to judge, for we are sinners all." & @CRLF & _
                "	Close up his eyes and draw the curtain close;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let us all to meditation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The coast of Kent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Fight at sea. Ordnance goes off. Enter a" & @CRLF & _
                "	Captain, a Master, a Master's-mate, WALTER WHITMORE," & @CRLF & _
                "	and others; with them SUFFOLK, and others, prisoners]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	The gaudy, blabbing and remorseful day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is crept into the bosom of the sea;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now loud-howling wolves arouse the jades" & @CRLF & _
                "	That drag the tragic melancholy night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, with their drowsy, slow and flagging wings," & @CRLF & _
                "	Clip dead men's graves and from their misty jaws" & @CRLF & _
                "	Breathe foul contagious darkness in the air." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore bring forth the soldiers of our prize;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, whilst our pinnace anchors in the Downs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here shall they make their ransom on the sand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or with their blood stain this discolour'd shore." & @CRLF & _
                "	Master, this prisoner freely give I thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou that art his mate, make boot of this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The other, Walter Whitmore, is thy share." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	What is my ransom, master? let me know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Master	A thousand crowns, or else lay down your head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Master's-Mate	And so much shall you give, or off goes yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	What, think you much to pay two thousand crowns," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bear the name and port of gentlemen?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cut both the villains' throats; for die you shall:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lives of those which we have lost in fight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be counterpoised with such a petty sum!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	I'll give it, sir; and therefore spare my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	And so will I and write home for it straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WHITMORE	I lost mine eye in laying the prize aboard," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore to revenge it, shalt thou die;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To SUFFOLK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so should these, if I might have my will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	Be not so rash; take ransom, let him live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Look on my George; I am a gentleman:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rate me at what thou wilt, thou shalt be paid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WHITMORE	And so am I; my name is Walter Whitmore." & @CRLF & _
                "	How now! why start'st thou? what, doth" & @CRLF & _
                "	death affright?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Thy name affrights me, in whose sound is death." & @CRLF & _
                "	A cunning man did calculate my birth" & @CRLF & _
                "	And told me that by water I should die:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet let not this make thee be bloody-minded;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy name is Gaultier, being rightly sounded." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WHITMORE	Gaultier or Walter, which it is, I care not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never yet did base dishonour blur our name," & @CRLF & _
                "	But with our sword we wiped away the blot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, when merchant-like I sell revenge," & @CRLF & _
                "	Broke be my sword, my arms torn and defaced," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I proclaim'd a coward through the world!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Stay, Whitmore; for thy prisoner is a prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	The Duke of Suffolk, William de la Pole." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WHITMORE	The Duke of Suffolk muffled up in rags!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Ay, but these rags are no part of the duke:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Jove sometimes went disguised, and why not I?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	But Jove was never slain, as thou shalt be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Obscure and lowly swain, King Henry's blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	The honourable blood of Lancaster," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must not be shed by such a jaded groom." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast thou not kiss'd thy hand and held my stirrup?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bare-headed plodded by my foot-cloth mule" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thought thee happy when I shook my head?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How often hast thou waited at my cup," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fed from my trencher, kneel'd down at the board." & @CRLF & _
                "	When I have feasted with Queen Margaret?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Remember it and let it make thee crest-fall'n," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, and allay this thy abortive pride;" & @CRLF & _
                "	How in our voiding lobby hast thou stood" & @CRLF & _
                "	And duly waited for my coming forth?" & @CRLF & _
                "	This hand of mine hath writ in thy behalf," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore shall it charm thy riotous tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WHITMORE	Speak, captain, shall I stab the forlorn swain?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	First let my words stab him, as he hath me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Base slave, thy words are blunt and so art thou." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	Convey him hence and on our longboat's side" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strike off his head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Thou darest not, for thy own." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	Yes, Pole." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	       Pole!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	         Pool! Sir Pool! lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, kennel, puddle, sink; whose filth and dirt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Troubles the silver spring where England drinks." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now will I dam up this thy yawning mouth" & @CRLF & _
                "	For swallowing the treasure of the realm:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy lips that kiss'd the queen shall sweep the ground;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou that smiledst at good Duke Humphrey's death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the senseless winds shalt grin in vain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who in contempt shall hiss at thee again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wedded be thou to the hags of hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	For daring to affy a mighty lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the daughter of a worthless king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Having neither subject, wealth, nor diadem." & @CRLF & _
                "	By devilish policy art thou grown great," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, like ambitious Sylla, overgorged" & @CRLF & _
                "	With gobbets of thy mother's bleeding heart." & @CRLF & _
                "	By thee Anjou and Maine were sold to France," & @CRLF & _
                "	The false revolting Normans thorough thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Disdain to call us lord, and Picardy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath slain their governors, surprised our forts," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sent the ragged soldiers wounded home." & @CRLF & _
                "	The princely Warwick, and the Nevils all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose dreadful swords were never drawn in vain," & @CRLF & _
                "	As hating thee, are rising up in arms:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now the house of York, thrust from the crown" & @CRLF & _
                "	By shameful murder of a guiltless king" & @CRLF & _
                "	And lofty proud encroaching tyranny," & @CRLF & _
                "	Burns with revenging fire; whose hopeful colours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Advance our half-faced sun, striving to shine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the which is writ 'Invitis nubibus.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	The commons here in Kent are up in arms:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, to conclude, reproach and beggary" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is crept into the palace of our king." & @CRLF & _
                "	And all by thee. Away! convey him hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	O that I were a god, to shoot forth thunder" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon these paltry, servile, abject drudges!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Small things make base men proud: this villain here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being captain of a pinnace, threatens more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than Bargulus the strong Illyrian pirate." & @CRLF & _
                "	Drones suck not eagles' blood but rob beehives:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is impossible that I should die" & @CRLF & _
                "	By such a lowly vassal as thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy words move rage and not remorse in me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I go of message from the queen to France;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I charge thee waft me safely cross the Channel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	Walter,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WHITMORE	Come, Suffolk, I must waft thee to thy death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Gelidus timor occupat artus it is thee I fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WHITMORE	Thou shalt have cause to fear before I leave thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, are ye daunted now? now will ye stoop?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	My gracious lord, entreat him, speak him fair." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Suffolk's imperial tongue is stern and rough," & @CRLF & _
                "	Used to command, untaught to plead for favour." & @CRLF & _
                "	Far be it we should honour such as these" & @CRLF & _
                "	With humble suit: no, rather let my head" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stoop to the block than these knees bow to any" & @CRLF & _
                "	Save to the God of heaven and to my king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sooner dance upon a bloody pole" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than stand uncover'd to the vulgar groom." & @CRLF & _
                "	True nobility is exempt from fear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	More can I bear than you dare execute." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	Hale him away, and let him talk no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Come, soldiers, show what cruelty ye can," & @CRLF & _
                "	That this my death may never be forgot!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Great men oft die by vile bezonians:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Roman sworder and banditto slave" & @CRLF & _
                "	Murder'd sweet Tully; Brutus' bastard hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stabb'd Julius Caesar; savage islanders" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pompey the Great; and Suffolk dies by pirates." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Whitmore and others with Suffolk]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	And as for these whose ransom we have set," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is our pleasure one of them depart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore come you with us and let him go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but the First Gentleman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter WHITMORE with SUFFOLK's body]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WHITMORE	There let his head and lifeless body lie," & @CRLF & _
                "	Until the queen his mistress bury it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	O barbarous and bloody spectacle!" & @CRLF & _
                "	His body will I bear unto the king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If he revenge it not, yet will his friends;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So will the queen, that living held him dear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit with the body]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Blackheath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GEORGE BEVIS and JOHN HOLLAND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEVIS	Come, and get thee a sword, though made of a lath;" & @CRLF & _
                "	they have been up these two days." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLLAND	They have the more need to sleep now, then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEVIS	I tell thee, Jack Cade the clothier means to dress" & @CRLF & _
                "	the commonwealth, and turn it, and set a new nap upon it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLLAND	So he had need, for 'tis threadbare. Well, I say it" & @CRLF & _
                "	was never merry world in England since gentlemen came up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEVIS	O miserable age! virtue is not regarded in handicrafts-men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLLAND	The nobility think scorn to go in leather aprons." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEVIS	Nay, more, the king's council are no good workmen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLLAND	True; and yet it is said, labour in thy vocation;" & @CRLF & _
                "	which is as much to say as, let the magistrates be" & @CRLF & _
                "	labouring men; and therefore should we be" & @CRLF & _
                "	magistrates." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEVIS	Thou hast hit it; for there's no better sign of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	brave mind than a hard hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLLAND	I see them! I see them! there's Best's son, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	tanner of Wingham,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEVIS	He shall have the skin of our enemies, to make" & @CRLF & _
                "	dog's-leather of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLLAND	And Dick the Butcher,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEVIS	Then is sin struck down like an ox, and iniquity's" & @CRLF & _
                "	throat cut like a calf." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLLAND	And Smith the weaver,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEVIS	Argo, their thread of life is spun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLLAND	Come, come, let's fall in with them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drum. Enter CADE, DICK the Butcher, SMITH the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Weaver, and a Sawyer, with infinite numbers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	We John Cade, so termed of our supposed father,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK	[Aside]  Or rather, of stealing a cade of herrings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	For our enemies shall fall before us, inspired with" & @CRLF & _
                "	the spirit of putting down kings and princes," & @CRLF & _
                "	--Command silence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK	Silence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	My father was a Mortimer,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK	[Aside]  He was an honest man, and a good" & @CRLF & _
                "	bricklayer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	My mother a Plantagenet,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK	[Aside]  I knew her well; she was a midwife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	My wife descended of the Lacies,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK	[Aside]  She was, indeed, a pedler's daughter, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	sold many laces." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SMITH	[Aside]  But now of late, notable to travel with her" & @CRLF & _
                "	furred pack, she washes bucks here at home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Therefore am I of an honourable house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK	[Aside]  Ay, by my faith, the field is honourable;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and there was he borne, under a hedge, for his" & @CRLF & _
                "	father had never a house but the cage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Valiant I am." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SMITH	[Aside]  A' must needs; for beggary is valiant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	I am able to endure much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK	[Aside]  No question of that; for I have seen him" & @CRLF & _
                "	whipped three market-days together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	I fear neither sword nor fire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SMITH	[Aside]  He need not fear the sword; for his coat is of proof." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK	[Aside]  But methinks he should stand in fear of" & @CRLF & _
                "	fire, being burnt i' the hand for stealing of sheep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Be brave, then; for your captain is brave, and vows" & @CRLF & _
                "	reformation. There shall be in England seven" & @CRLF & _
                "	halfpenny loaves sold for a penny: the three-hooped" & @CRLF & _
                "	pot; shall have ten hoops and I will make it felony" & @CRLF & _
                "	to drink small beer: all the realm shall be in" & @CRLF & _
                "	common; and in Cheapside shall my palfrey go to" & @CRLF & _
                "	grass: and when I am king, as king I will be,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	God save your majesty!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	I thank you, good people: there shall be no money;" & @CRLF & _
                "	all shall eat and drink on my score; and I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	apparel them all in one livery, that they may agree" & @CRLF & _
                "	like brothers and worship me their lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK	The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Nay, that I mean to do. Is not this a lamentable" & @CRLF & _
                "	thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should" & @CRLF & _
                "	be made parchment? that parchment, being scribbled" & @CRLF & _
                "	o'er, should undo a man? Some say the bee stings:" & @CRLF & _
                "	but I say, 'tis the bee's wax; for I did but seal" & @CRLF & _
                "	once to a thing, and I was never mine own man" & @CRLF & _
                "	since. How now! who's there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter some, bringing forward the Clerk of Chatham]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SMITH	The clerk of Chatham: he can write and read and" & @CRLF & _
                "	cast accompt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	O monstrous!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SMITH	We took him setting of boys' copies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Here's a villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SMITH	Has a book in his pocket with red letters in't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Nay, then, he is a conjurer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK	Nay, he can make obligations, and write court-hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	I am sorry for't: the man is a proper man, of mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	honour; unless I find him guilty, he shall not die." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come hither, sirrah, I must examine thee: what is thy name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clerk	Emmanuel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK	They use to write it on the top of letters: 'twill" & @CRLF & _
                "	go hard with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Let me alone. Dost thou use to write thy name? or" & @CRLF & _
                "	hast thou a mark to thyself, like an honest" & @CRLF & _
                "	plain-dealing man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLERK	Sir, I thank God, I have been so well brought up" & @CRLF & _
                "	that I can write my name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	He hath confessed: away with him! he's a villain" & @CRLF & _
                "	and a traitor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Away with him, I say! hang him with his pen and" & @CRLF & _
                "	ink-horn about his neck." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit one with the Clerk]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MICHAEL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MICHAEL	Where's our general?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Here I am, thou particular fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MICHAEL	Fly, fly, fly! Sir Humphrey Stafford and his" & @CRLF & _
                "	brother are hard by, with the king's forces." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Stand, villain, stand, or I'll fell thee down. He" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall be encountered with a man as good as himself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	he is but a knight, is a'?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MICHAEL	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	To equal him, I will make myself a knight presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kneels]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rise up Sir John Mortimer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Rises]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now have at him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR HUMPHREY and WILLIAM STAFFORD, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	drum and soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUMPHREY	Rebellious hinds, the filth and scum of Kent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark'd for the gallows, lay your weapons down;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Home to your cottages, forsake this groom:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king is merciful, if you revolt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM STAFFORD	But angry, wrathful, and inclined to blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you go forward; therefore yield, or die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	As for these silken-coated slaves, I pass not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is to you, good people, that I speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	Over whom, in time to come, I hope to reign;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am rightful heir unto the crown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUMPHREY	Villain, thy father was a plasterer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou thyself a shearman, art thou not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	And Adam was a gardener." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM STAFFORD	And what of that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Marry, this: Edmund Mortimer, Earl of March." & @CRLF & _
                "	Married the Duke of Clarence' daughter, did he not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUMPHREY	Ay, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	By her he had two children at one birth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM STAFFORD	That's false." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Ay, there's the question; but I say, 'tis true:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The elder of them, being put to nurse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was by a beggar-woman stolen away;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, ignorant of his birth and parentage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Became a bricklayer when he came to age:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His son am I; deny it, if you can." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK	Nay, 'tis too true; therefore he shall be king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SMITH	Sir, he made a chimney in my father's house, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	the bricks are alive at this day to testify it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	therefore deny it not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUMPHREY	And will you credit this base drudge's words," & @CRLF & _
                "	That speaks he knows not what?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	Ay, marry, will we; therefore get ye gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM STAFFORD	Jack Cade, the Duke of York hath taught you this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	[Aside]  He lies, for I invented it myself." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go to, sirrah, tell the king from me, that, for his" & @CRLF & _
                "	father's sake, Henry the Fifth, in whose time boys" & @CRLF & _
                "	went to span-counter for French crowns, I am content" & @CRLF & _
                "	he shall reign; but I'll be protector over him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK	And furthermore, well have the Lord Say's head for" & @CRLF & _
                "	selling the dukedom of Maine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	And good reason; for thereby is England mained, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	fain to go with a staff, but that my puissance holds" & @CRLF & _
                "	it up. Fellow kings, I tell you that that Lord Say" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath gelded the commonwealth, and made it an eunuch:" & @CRLF & _
                "	and more than that, he can speak French; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	therefore he is a traitor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUMPHREY	O gross and miserable ignorance!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Nay, answer, if you can: the Frenchmen are our" & @CRLF & _
                "	enemies; go to, then, I ask but this: can he that" & @CRLF & _
                "	speaks with the tongue of an enemy be a good" & @CRLF & _
                "	counsellor, or no?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	No, no; and therefore we'll have his head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM STAFFORD	Well, seeing gentle words will not prevail," & @CRLF & _
                "	Assail them with the army of the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUMPHREY	Herald, away; and throughout every town" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proclaim them traitors that are up with Cade;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That those which fly before the battle ends" & @CRLF & _
                "	May, even in their wives' and children's sight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be hang'd up for example at their doors:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you that be the king's friends, follow me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt WILLIAM STAFFORD and SIR HUMPHREY, and soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	And you that love the commons, follow me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now show yourselves men; 'tis for liberty." & @CRLF & _
                "	We will not leave one lord, one gentleman:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Spare none but such as go in clouted shoon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For they are thrifty honest men, and such" & @CRLF & _
                "	As would, but that they dare not, take our parts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK	They are all in order and march toward us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	But then are we in order when we are most" & @CRLF & _
                "	out of order. Come, march forward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Another part of Blackheath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarums to the fight, wherein SIR HUMPHREY and" & @CRLF & _
                "	WILLIAM STAFFORD are slain. Enter CADE and the rest]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Where's Dick, the butcher of Ashford?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK	Here, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	They fell before thee like sheep and oxen, and thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	behavedst thyself as if thou hadst been in thine own" & @CRLF & _
                "	slaughter-house: therefore thus will I reward thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	the Lent shall be as long again as it is; and thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	shalt have a licence to kill for a hundred lacking" & @CRLF & _
                "	one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK	I desire no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	And, to speak truth, thou deservest no less. This" & @CRLF & _
                "	monument of the victory will I bear;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Putting on SIR HUMPHREY'S brigandine]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	and the bodies shall be dragged at my horse' heels" & @CRLF & _
                "	till I do come to London, where we will have the" & @CRLF & _
                "	mayor's sword borne before us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK	If we mean to thrive and do good, break open the" & @CRLF & _
                "	gaols and let out the prisoners." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Fear not that, I warrant thee. Come, let's march" & @CRLF & _
                "	towards London." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	London. The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING HENRY VI with a supplication, and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	QUEEN with SUFFOLK'S head, BUCKINGHAM and Lord SAY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Oft have I heard that grief softens the mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	And makes it fearful and degenerate;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think therefore on revenge and cease to weep." & @CRLF & _
                "	But who can cease to weep and look on this?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here may his head lie on my throbbing breast:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But where's the body that I should embrace?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	What answer makes your grace to the rebels'" & @CRLF & _
                "	supplication?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	I'll send some holy bishop to entreat;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For God forbid so many simple souls" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should perish by the sword! And I myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rather than bloody war shall cut them short," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will parley with Jack Cade their general:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But stay, I'll read it over once again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Ah, barbarous villains! hath this lovely face" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ruled, like a wandering planet, over me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And could it not enforce them to relent," & @CRLF & _
                "	That were unworthy to behold the same?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Lord Say, Jack Cade hath sworn to have thy head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAY	Ay, but I hope your highness shall have his." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	How now, madam!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Still lamenting and mourning for Suffolk's death?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear me, love, if that I had been dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wouldst not have mourn'd so much for me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	No, my love, I should not mourn, but die for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	How now! what news? why comest thou in such haste?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	The rebels are in Southwark; fly, my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Jack Cade proclaims himself Lord Mortimer," & @CRLF & _
                "	Descended from the Duke of Clarence' house," & @CRLF & _
                "	And calls your grace usurper openly" & @CRLF & _
                "	And vows to crown himself in Westminster." & @CRLF & _
                "	His army is a ragged multitude" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of hinds and peasants, rude and merciless:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Humphrey Stafford and his brother's death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath given them heart and courage to proceed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All scholars, lawyers, courtiers, gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	They call false caterpillars, and intend their death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	O graceless men! they know not what they do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	My gracious lord, return to Killingworth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Until a power be raised to put them down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Ah, were the Duke of Suffolk now alive," & @CRLF & _
                "	These Kentish rebels would be soon appeased!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Lord Say, the traitors hate thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore away with us to Killingworth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAY	So might your grace's person be in danger." & @CRLF & _
                "	The sight of me is odious in their eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore in this city will I stay" & @CRLF & _
                "	And live alone as secret as I may." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter another Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Jack Cade hath gotten London bridge:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The citizens fly and forsake their houses:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rascal people, thirsting after prey," & @CRLF & _
                "	Join with the traitor, and they jointly swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	To spoil the city and your royal court." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Then linger not, my lord, away, take horse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Come, Margaret; God, our hope, will succor us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	My hope is gone, now Suffolk is deceased." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Farewell, my lord: trust not the Kentish rebels." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Trust nobody, for fear you be betray'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAY	The trust I have is in mine innocence," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore am I bold and resolute." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	London. The Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SCALES upon the Tower, walking." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then enter two or three Citizens below]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCALES	How now! is Jack Cade slain?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	No, my lord, nor likely to be slain; for they have" & @CRLF & _
                "	won the bridge, killing all those that withstand" & @CRLF & _
                "	them: the lord mayor craves aid of your honour from" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Tower, to defend the city from the rebels." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCALES	Such aid as I can spare you shall command;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I am troubled here with them myself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rebels have assay'd to win the Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "	But get you to Smithfield, and gather head," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thither I will send you Matthew Goffe;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fight for your king, your country and your lives;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so, farewell, for I must hence again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	London. Cannon Street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CADE and the rest, and strikes his staff on" & @CRLF & _
                "	London-stone]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Now is Mortimer lord of this city. And here, sitting" & @CRLF & _
                "	upon London-stone, I charge and command that, of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	city's cost, the pissing-conduit run nothing but" & @CRLF & _
                "	claret wine this first year of our reign. And now" & @CRLF & _
                "	henceforward it shall be treason for any that calls" & @CRLF & _
                "	me other than Lord Mortimer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Soldier, running]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soldier	Jack Cade! Jack Cade!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Knock him down there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They kill him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SMITH	If this fellow be wise, he'll never call ye Jack" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cade more: I think he hath a very fair warning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK	My lord, there's an army gathered together in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Smithfield." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Come, then, let's go fight with them; but first, go" & @CRLF & _
                "	and set London bridge on fire; and, if you can, burn" & @CRLF & _
                "	down the Tower too. Come, let's away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VII	London. Smithfield." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarums. MATTHEW GOFFE is slain, and all the rest." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then enter CADE, with his company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	So, sirs: now go some and pull down the Savoy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	others to the inns of court; down with them all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK	I have a suit unto your lordship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Be it a lordship, thou shalt have it for that word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK	Only that the laws of England may come out of your mouth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLLAND	[Aside]  Mass, 'twill be sore law, then; for he was" & @CRLF & _
                "	thrust in the mouth with a spear, and 'tis not whole" & @CRLF & _
                "	yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SMITH	[Aside]  Nay, John, it will be stinking law for his" & @CRLF & _
                "	breath stinks with eating toasted cheese." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	I have thought upon it, it shall be so. Away, burn" & @CRLF & _
                "	all the records of the realm: my mouth shall be" & @CRLF & _
                "	the parliament of England." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLLAND	[Aside]  Then we are like to have biting statutes," & @CRLF & _
                "	unless his teeth be pulled out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	And henceforward all things shall be in common." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	My lord, a prize, a prize! here's the Lord Say," & @CRLF & _
                "	which sold the towns in France; he that made us pay" & @CRLF & _
                "	one and twenty fifteens, and one shilling to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	pound, the last subsidy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BEVIS, with Lord SAY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Well, he shall be beheaded for it ten times. Ah," & @CRLF & _
                "	thou say, thou serge, nay, thou buckram lord! now" & @CRLF & _
                "	art thou within point-blank of our jurisdiction" & @CRLF & _
                "	regal. What canst thou answer to my majesty for" & @CRLF & _
                "	giving up of Normandy unto Mounsieur Basimecu, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	dauphin of France? Be it known unto thee by these" & @CRLF & _
                "	presence, even the presence of Lord Mortimer, that I" & @CRLF & _
                "	am the besom that must sweep the court clean of such" & @CRLF & _
                "	filth as thou art. Thou hast most traitorously" & @CRLF & _
                "	corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a" & @CRLF & _
                "	grammar school; and whereas, before, our forefathers" & @CRLF & _
                "	had no other books but the score and the tally, thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	hast caused printing to be used, and, contrary to" & @CRLF & _
                "	the king, his crown and dignity, thou hast built a" & @CRLF & _
                "	paper-mill. It will be proved to thy face that thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	hast men about thee that usually talk of a noun and" & @CRLF & _
                "	a verb, and such abominable words as no Christian" & @CRLF & _
                "	ear can endure to hear. Thou hast appointed" & @CRLF & _
                "	justices of peace, to call poor men before them" & @CRLF & _
                "	about matters they were not able to answer." & @CRLF & _
                "	Moreover, thou hast put them in prison; and because" & @CRLF & _
                "	they could not read, thou hast hanged them; when," & @CRLF & _
                "	indeed, only for that cause they have been most" & @CRLF & _
                "	worthy to live. Thou dost ride in a foot-cloth, dost thou not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAY	What of that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Marry, thou oughtest not to let thy horse wear a" & @CRLF & _
                "	cloak, when honester men than thou go in their hose" & @CRLF & _
                "	and doublets." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK	And work in their shirt too; as myself, for example," & @CRLF & _
                "	that am a butcher." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAY	You men of Kent,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK	What say you of Kent?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAY	Nothing but this; 'tis 'bona terra, mala gens.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Away with him, away with him! he speaks Latin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAY	Hear me but speak, and bear me where you will." & @CRLF & _
                "	Kent, in the Commentaries Caesar writ," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is term'd the civil'st place of this isle:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet is the country, because full of riches;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The people liberal, valiant, active, wealthy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which makes me hope you are not void of pity." & @CRLF & _
                "	I sold not Maine, I lost not Normandy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, to recover them, would lose my life." & @CRLF & _
                "	Justice with favour have I always done;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prayers and tears have moved me, gifts could never." & @CRLF & _
                "	When have I aught exacted at your hands," & @CRLF & _
                "	But to maintain the king, the realm and you?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Large gifts have I bestow'd on learned clerks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because my book preferr'd me to the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	And seeing ignorance is the curse of God," & @CRLF & _
                "	Knowledge the wing wherewith we fly to heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless you be possess'd with devilish spirits," & @CRLF & _
                "	You cannot but forbear to murder me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This tongue hath parley'd unto foreign kings" & @CRLF & _
                "	For your behoof,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Tut, when struck'st thou one blow in the field?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAY	Great men have reaching hands: oft have I struck" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those that I never saw and struck them dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEVIS	O monstrous coward! what, to come behind folks?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAY	These cheeks are pale for watching for your good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Give him a box o' the ear and that will make 'em red again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAY	Long sitting to determine poor men's causes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath made me full of sickness and diseases." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Ye shall have a hempen caudle, then, and the help of hatchet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK	Why dost thou quiver, man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAY	The palsy, and not fear, provokes me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Nay, he nods at us, as who should say, I'll be even" & @CRLF & _
                "	with you: I'll see if his head will stand steadier" & @CRLF & _
                "	on a pole, or no. Take him away, and behead him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAY	Tell me wherein have I offended most?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I affected wealth or honour? speak." & @CRLF & _
                "	Are my chests fill'd up with extorted gold?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is my apparel sumptuous to behold?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom have I injured, that ye seek my death?" & @CRLF & _
                "	These hands are free from guiltless bloodshedding," & @CRLF & _
                "	This breast from harbouring foul deceitful thoughts." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, let me live!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	[Aside]  I feel remorse in myself with his words;" & @CRLF & _
                "	but I'll bridle it: he shall die, an it be but for" & @CRLF & _
                "	pleading so well for his life. Away with him! he" & @CRLF & _
                "	has a familiar under his tongue; he speaks not o'" & @CRLF & _
                "	God's name. Go, take him away, I say, and strike" & @CRLF & _
                "	off his head presently; and then break into his" & @CRLF & _
                "	son-in-law's house, Sir James Cromer, and strike off" & @CRLF & _
                "	his head, and bring them both upon two poles hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	It shall be done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAY	Ah, countrymen! if when you make your prayers," & @CRLF & _
                "	God should be so obdurate as yourselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	How would it fare with your departed souls?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore yet relent, and save my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Away with him! and do as I command ye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt some with Lord SAY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The proudest peer in the realm shall not wear a head" & @CRLF & _
                "	on his shoulders, unless he pay me tribute; there" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall not a maid be married, but she shall pay to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	her maidenhead ere they have it: men shall hold of" & @CRLF & _
                "	me in capite; and we charge and command that their" & @CRLF & _
                "	wives be as free as heart can wish or tongue can tell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DICK	My lord, when shall we go to Cheapside and take up" & @CRLF & _
                "	commodities upon our bills?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Marry, presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	O, brave!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter one with the heads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	But is not this braver? Let them kiss one another," & @CRLF & _
                "	for they loved well when they were alive. Now part" & @CRLF & _
                "	them again, lest they consult about the giving up of" & @CRLF & _
                "	some more towns in France. Soldiers, defer the" & @CRLF & _
                "	spoil of the city until night: for with these borne" & @CRLF & _
                "	before us, instead of maces, will we ride through" & @CRLF & _
                "	the streets, and at every corner have them kiss. Away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VIII	Southwark." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum and retreat. Enter CADE and all his" & @CRLF & _
                "	rabblement]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Up Fish Street! down Saint Magnus' Corner! Kill" & @CRLF & _
                "	and knock down! throw them into Thames!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sound a parley]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What noise is this I hear? Dare any be so bold to" & @CRLF & _
                "	sound retreat or parley, when I command them kill?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BUCKINGHAM and CLIFFORD, attended]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Ay, here they be that dare and will disturb thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Know, Cade, we come ambassadors from the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the commons whom thou hast misled;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here pronounce free pardon to them all" & @CRLF & _
                "	That will forsake thee and go home in peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	What say ye, countrymen? will ye relent," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yield to mercy whilst 'tis offer'd you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or let a rebel lead you to your deaths?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who loves the king and will embrace his pardon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fling up his cap, and say 'God save his majesty!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who hateth him and honours not his father," & @CRLF & _
                "	Henry the Fifth, that made all France to quake," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shake he his weapon at us and pass by." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	God save the king! God save the king!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	What, Buckingham and Clifford, are ye so brave? And" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, base peasants, do ye believe him? will you" & @CRLF & _
                "	needs be hanged with your pardons about your necks?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath my sword therefore broke through London gates," & @CRLF & _
                "	that you should leave me at the White Hart in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Southwark? I thought ye would never have given out" & @CRLF & _
                "	these arms till you had recovered your ancient" & @CRLF & _
                "	freedom: but you are all recreants and dastards," & @CRLF & _
                "	and delight to live in slavery to the nobility. Let" & @CRLF & _
                "	them break your backs with burthens, take your" & @CRLF & _
                "	houses over your heads, ravish your wives and" & @CRLF & _
                "	daughters before your faces: for me, I will make" & @CRLF & _
                "	shift for one; and so, God's curse light upon you" & @CRLF & _
                "	all!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	We'll follow Cade, we'll follow Cade!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Is Cade the son of Henry the Fifth," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thus you do exclaim you'll go with him?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will he conduct you through the heart of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make the meanest of you earls and dukes?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, he hath no home, no place to fly to;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor knows he how to live but by the spoil," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless by robbing of your friends and us." & @CRLF & _
                "	Were't not a shame, that whilst you live at jar," & @CRLF & _
                "	The fearful French, whom you late vanquished," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should make a start o'er seas and vanquish you?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks already in this civil broil" & @CRLF & _
                "	I see them lording it in London streets," & @CRLF & _
                "	Crying 'Villiago!' unto all they meet." & @CRLF & _
                "	Better ten thousand base-born Cades miscarry" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than you should stoop unto a Frenchman's mercy." & @CRLF & _
                "	To France, to France, and get what you have lost;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Spare England, for it is your native coast;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Henry hath money, you are strong and manly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	God on our side, doubt not of victory." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	A Clifford! a Clifford! we'll follow the king and Clifford." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Was ever feather so lightly blown to and fro as this" & @CRLF & _
                "	multitude? The name of Henry the Fifth hales them" & @CRLF & _
                "	to an hundred mischiefs, and makes them leave me" & @CRLF & _
                "	desolate. I see them lay their heads together to" & @CRLF & _
                "	surprise me. My sword make way for me, for here is" & @CRLF & _
                "	no staying. In despite of the devils and hell, have" & @CRLF & _
                "	through the very middest of you? and heavens and" & @CRLF & _
                "	honour be witness, that no want of resolution in me." & @CRLF & _
                "	but only my followers' base and ignominious" & @CRLF & _
                "	treasons, makes me betake me to my heels." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	What, is he fled? Go some, and follow him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he that brings his head unto the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall have a thousand crowns for his reward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt some of them]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Follow me, soldiers: we'll devise a mean" & @CRLF & _
                "	To reconcile you all unto the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IX	Kenilworth Castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sound Trumpets. Enter KING HENRY VI, QUEEN" & @CRLF & _
                "	MARGARET, and SOMERSET, on the terrace]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Was ever king that joy'd an earthly throne," & @CRLF & _
                "	And could command no more content than I?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No sooner was I crept out of my cradle" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I was made a king, at nine months old." & @CRLF & _
                "	Was never subject long'd to be a king" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I do long and wish to be a subject." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BUCKINGHAM and CLIFFORD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Health and glad tidings to your majesty!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Why, Buckingham, is the traitor Cade surprised?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or is he but retired to make him strong?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter below, multitudes, with halters about" & @CRLF & _
                "	their necks]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	He is fled, my lord, and all his powers do yield;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And humbly thus, with halters on their necks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Expect your highness' doom of life or death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Then, heaven, set ope thy everlasting gates," & @CRLF & _
                "	To entertain my vows of thanks and praise!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Soldiers, this day have you redeemed your lives," & @CRLF & _
                "	And show'd how well you love your prince and country:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Continue still in this so good a mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Henry, though he be infortunate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Assure yourselves, will never be unkind:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so, with thanks and pardon to you all," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do dismiss you to your several countries." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	God save the king! God save the king!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Please it your grace to be advertised" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Duke of York is newly come from Ireland," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with a puissant and a mighty power" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of gallowglasses and stout kerns" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is marching hitherward in proud array," & @CRLF & _
                "	And still proclaimeth, as he comes along," & @CRLF & _
                "	His arms are only to remove from thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Duke of Somerset, whom he terms traitor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Thus stands my state, 'twixt Cade and York distress'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to a ship that, having 'scaped a tempest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is straightway calm'd and boarded with a pirate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But now is Cade driven back, his men dispersed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now is York in arms to second him." & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray thee, Buckingham, go and meet him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ask him what's the reason of these arms." & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell him I'll send Duke Edmund to the Tower;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, Somerset, we'll commit thee thither," & @CRLF & _
                "	Until his army be dismiss'd from him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	My lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll yield myself to prison willingly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or unto death, to do my country good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	In any case, be not too rough in terms;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he is fierce and cannot brook hard language." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	I will, my lord; and doubt not so to deal" & @CRLF & _
                "	As all things shall redound unto your good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Come, wife, let's in, and learn to govern better;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For yet may England curse my wretched reign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE X	Kent. IDEN's garden." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CADE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Fie on ambition! fie on myself, that have a sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	and yet am ready to famish! These five days have I" & @CRLF & _
                "	hid me in these woods and durst not peep out, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	all the country is laid for me; but now am I so" & @CRLF & _
                "	hungry that if I might have a lease of my life for a" & @CRLF & _
                "	thousand years I could stay no longer. Wherefore," & @CRLF & _
                "	on a brick wall have I climbed into this garden, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	see if I can eat grass, or pick a sallet another" & @CRLF & _
                "	while, which is not amiss to cool a man's stomach" & @CRLF & _
                "	this hot weather. And I think this word 'sallet'" & @CRLF & _
                "	was born to do me good: for many a time, but for a" & @CRLF & _
                "	sallet, my brainpan had been cleft with a brown" & @CRLF & _
                "	bill; and many a time, when I have been dry and" & @CRLF & _
                "	bravely marching, it hath served me instead of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	quart pot to drink in; and now the word 'sallet'" & @CRLF & _
                "	must serve me to feed on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter IDEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IDEN	Lord, who would live turmoiled in the court," & @CRLF & _
                "	And may enjoy such quiet walks as these?" & @CRLF & _
                "	This small inheritance my father left me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Contenteth me, and worth a monarchy." & @CRLF & _
                "	I seek not to wax great by others' waning," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or gather wealth, I care not, with what envy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sufficeth that I have maintains my state" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sends the poor well pleased from my gate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Here's the lord of the soil come to seize me for a" & @CRLF & _
                "	stray, for entering his fee-simple without leave." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, villain, thou wilt betray me, and get a thousand" & @CRLF & _
                "	crowns of the king carrying my head to him: but" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll make thee eat iron like an ostrich, and swallow" & @CRLF & _
                "	my sword like a great pin, ere thou and I part." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IDEN	Why, rude companion, whatsoe'er thou be," & @CRLF & _
                "	I know thee not; why, then, should I betray thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is't not enough to break into my garden," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, like a thief, to come to rob my grounds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Climbing my walls in spite of me the owner," & @CRLF & _
                "	But thou wilt brave me with these saucy terms?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Brave thee! ay, by the best blood that ever was" & @CRLF & _
                "	broached, and beard thee too. Look on me well: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have eat no meat these five days; yet, come thou and" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy five men, and if I do not leave you all as dead" & @CRLF & _
                "	as a doornail, I pray God I may never eat grass more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IDEN	Nay, it shall ne'er be said, while England stands," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Alexander Iden, an esquire of Kent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Took odds to combat a poor famish'd man." & @CRLF & _
                "	Oppose thy steadfast-gazing eyes to mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	See if thou canst outface me with thy looks:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Set limb to limb, and thou art far the lesser;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy hand is but a finger to my fist," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy leg a stick compared with this truncheon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My foot shall fight with all the strength thou hast;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if mine arm be heaved in the air," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy grave is digg'd already in the earth." & @CRLF & _
                "	As for words, whose greatness answers words," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let this my sword report what speech forbears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	By my valour, the most complete champion that ever I" & @CRLF & _
                "	heard! Steel, if thou turn the edge, or cut not out" & @CRLF & _
                "	the burly-boned clown in chines of beef ere thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	sleep in thy sheath, I beseech God on my knees thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	mayst be turned to hobnails." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Here they fight. CADE falls]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, I am slain! famine and no other hath slain me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	let ten thousand devils come against me, and give me" & @CRLF & _
                "	but the ten meals I have lost, and I'll defy them" & @CRLF & _
                "	all. Wither, garden; and be henceforth a" & @CRLF & _
                "	burying-place to all that do dwell in this house," & @CRLF & _
                "	because the unconquered soul of Cade is fled." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IDEN	Is't Cade that I have slain, that monstrous traitor?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sword, I will hollow thee for this thy deed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hang thee o'er my tomb when I am dead:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ne'er shall this blood be wiped from thy point;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But thou shalt wear it as a herald's coat," & @CRLF & _
                "	To emblaze the honour that thy master got." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	Iden, farewell, and be proud of thy victory. Tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	Kent from me, she hath lost her best man, and exhort" & @CRLF & _
                "	all the world to be cowards; for I, that never" & @CRLF & _
                "	feared any, am vanquished by famine, not by valour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IDEN	How much thou wrong'st me, heaven be my judge." & @CRLF & _
                "	Die, damned wretch, the curse of her that bare thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And as I thrust thy body in with my sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	So wish I, I might thrust thy soul to hell." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hence will I drag thee headlong by the heels" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto a dunghill which shall be thy grave," & @CRLF & _
                "	And there cut off thy most ungracious head;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I will bear in triumph to the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Leaving thy trunk for crows to feed upon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Fields between Dartford and Blackheath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter YORK, and his army of Irish, with drum" & @CRLF & _
                "	and colours]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	From Ireland thus comes York to claim his right," & @CRLF & _
                "	And pluck the crown from feeble Henry's head:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ring, bells, aloud; burn, bonfires, clear and bright," & @CRLF & _
                "	To entertain great England's lawful king." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah! sancta majestas, who would not buy thee dear?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let them obey that know not how to rule;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This hand was made to handle naught but gold." & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot give due action to my words," & @CRLF & _
                "	Except a sword or sceptre balance it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A sceptre shall it have, have I a soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	On which I'll toss the flower-de-luce of France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BUCKINGHAM]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom have we here? Buckingham, to disturb me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king hath sent him, sure: I must dissemble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	York, if thou meanest well, I greet thee well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Humphrey of Buckingham, I accept thy greeting." & @CRLF & _
                "	Art thou a messenger, or come of pleasure?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	A messenger from Henry, our dread liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	To know the reason of these arms in peace;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or why thou, being a subject as I am," & @CRLF & _
                "	Against thy oath and true allegiance sworn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should raise so great a power without his leave," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or dare to bring thy force so near the court." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	[Aside]  Scarce can I speak, my choler is so great:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, I could hew up rocks and fight with flint," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am so angry at these abject terms;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now, like Ajax Telamonius," & @CRLF & _
                "	On sheep or oxen could I spend my fury." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am far better born than is the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	More like a king, more kingly in my thoughts:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I must make fair weather yet a while," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till Henry be more weak and I more strong,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Buckingham, I prithee, pardon me," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have given no answer all this while;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My mind was troubled with deep melancholy." & @CRLF & _
                "	The cause why I have brought this army hither" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is to remove proud Somerset from the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seditious to his grace and to the state." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	That is too much presumption on thy part:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if thy arms be to no other end," & @CRLF & _
                "	The king hath yielded unto thy demand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Duke of Somerset is in the Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Upon thine honour, is he prisoner?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Upon mine honour, he is prisoner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Then, Buckingham, I do dismiss my powers." & @CRLF & _
                "	Soldiers, I thank you all; disperse yourselves;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Meet me to-morrow in St. George's field," & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall have pay and every thing you wish." & @CRLF & _
                "	And let my sovereign, virtuous Henry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Command my eldest son, nay, all my sons," & @CRLF & _
                "	As pledges of my fealty and love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll send them all as willing as I live:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lands, goods, horse, armour, any thing I have," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is his to use, so Somerset may die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	York, I commend this kind submission:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We twain will go into his highness' tent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING HENRY VI and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Buckingham, doth York intend no harm to us," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thus he marcheth with thee arm in arm?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	In all submission and humility" & @CRLF & _
                "	York doth present himself unto your highness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Then what intends these forces thou dost bring?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	To heave the traitor Somerset from hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fight against that monstrous rebel Cade," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who since I heard to be discomfited." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter IDEN, with CADE'S head]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IDEN	If one so rude and of so mean condition" & @CRLF & _
                "	May pass into the presence of a king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lo, I present your grace a traitor's head," & @CRLF & _
                "	The head of Cade, whom I in combat slew." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	The head of Cade! Great God, how just art Thou!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, let me view his visage, being dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	That living wrought me such exceeding trouble." & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me, my friend, art thou the man that slew him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IDEN	I was, an't like your majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	How art thou call'd? and what is thy degree?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IDEN	Alexander Iden, that's my name;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A poor esquire of Kent, that loves his king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	So please it you, my lord, 'twere not amiss" & @CRLF & _
                "	He were created knight for his good service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Iden, kneel down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He kneels]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rise up a knight." & @CRLF & _
                "	We give thee for reward a thousand marks," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will that thou henceforth attend on us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IDEN	May Iden live to merit such a bounty." & @CRLF & _
                "	And never live but true unto his liege!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Rises]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter QUEEN MARGARET and SOMERSET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	See, Buckingham, Somerset comes with the queen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, bid her hide him quickly from the duke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	For thousand Yorks he shall not hide his head," & @CRLF & _
                "	But boldly stand and front him to his face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	How now! is Somerset at liberty?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, York, unloose thy long-imprison'd thoughts," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let thy tongue be equal with thy heart." & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I endure the sight of Somerset?" & @CRLF & _
                "	False king! why hast thou broken faith with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Knowing how hardly I can brook abuse?" & @CRLF & _
                "	King did I call thee? no, thou art not king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not fit to govern and rule multitudes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which darest not, no, nor canst not rule a traitor." & @CRLF & _
                "	That head of thine doth not become a crown;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy hand is made to grasp a palmer's staff," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not to grace an awful princely sceptre." & @CRLF & _
                "	That gold must round engirt these brows of mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose smile and frown, like to Achilles' spear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is able with the change to kill and cure." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is a hand to hold a sceptre up" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with the same to act controlling laws." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give place: by heaven, thou shalt rule no more" & @CRLF & _
                "	O'er him whom heaven created for thy ruler." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	O monstrous traitor! I arrest thee, York," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of capital treason 'gainst the king and crown;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Obey, audacious traitor; kneel for grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Wouldst have me kneel? first let me ask of these," & @CRLF & _
                "	If they can brook I bow a knee to man." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sirrah, call in my sons to be my bail;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Attendant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know, ere they will have me go to ward," & @CRLF & _
                "	They'll pawn their swords for my enfranchisement." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Call hither Clifford! bid him come amain," & @CRLF & _
                "	To say if that the bastard boys of York" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be the surety for their traitor father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BUCKINGHAM]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	O blood-besotted Neapolitan," & @CRLF & _
                "	Outcast of Naples, England's bloody scourge!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sons of York, thy betters in their birth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be their father's bail; and bane to those" & @CRLF & _
                "	That for my surety will refuse the boys!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EDWARD and RICHARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	See where they come: I'll warrant they'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	make it good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLIFFORD and YOUNG CLIFFORD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	And here comes Clifford to deny their bail." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Health and all happiness to my lord the king!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kneels]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	I thank thee, Clifford: say, what news with thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, do not fright us with an angry look;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We are thy sovereign, Clifford, kneel again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thy mistaking so, we pardon thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	This is my king, York, I do not mistake;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But thou mistakest me much to think I do:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Bedlam with him! is the man grown mad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Ay, Clifford; a bedlam and ambitious humour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes him oppose himself against his king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	He is a traitor; let him to the Tower," & @CRLF & _
                "	And chop away that factious pate of his." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	He is arrested, but will not obey;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His sons, he says, shall give their words for him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Will you not, sons?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	Ay, noble father, if our words will serve." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	And if words will not, then our weapons shall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Why, what a brood of traitors have we here!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Look in a glass, and call thy image so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am thy king, and thou a false-heart traitor." & @CRLF & _
                "	Call hither to the stake my two brave bears," & @CRLF & _
                "	That with the very shaking of their chains" & @CRLF & _
                "	They may astonish these fell-lurking curs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid Salisbury and Warwick come to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the WARWICK and SALISBURY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Are these thy bears? we'll bait thy bears to death." & @CRLF & _
                "	And manacle the bear-ward in their chains," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou darest bring them to the baiting place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Oft have I seen a hot o'erweening cur" & @CRLF & _
                "	Run back and bite, because he was withheld;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, being suffer'd with the bear's fell paw," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath clapp'd his tail between his legs and cried:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And such a piece of service will you do," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you oppose yourselves to match Lord Warwick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Hence, heap of wrath, foul indigested lump," & @CRLF & _
                "	As crooked in thy manners as thy shape!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Nay, we shall heat you thoroughly anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Take heed, lest by your heat you burn yourselves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Why, Warwick, hath thy knee forgot to bow?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Old Salisbury, shame to thy silver hair," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou mad misleader of thy brain-sick son!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, wilt thou on thy death-bed play the ruffian," & @CRLF & _
                "	And seek for sorrow with thy spectacles?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, where is faith? O, where is loyalty?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If it be banish'd from the frosty head," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where shall it find a harbour in the earth?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt thou go dig a grave to find out war," & @CRLF & _
                "	And shame thine honourable age with blood?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why art thou old, and want'st experience?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or wherefore dost abuse it, if thou hast it?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For shame! in duty bend thy knee to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	That bows unto the grave with mickle age." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	My lord, I have consider'd with myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	The title of this most renowned duke;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in my conscience do repute his grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rightful heir to England's royal seat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Hast thou not sworn allegiance unto me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	I have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Canst thou dispense with heaven for such an oath?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	It is great sin to swear unto a sin," & @CRLF & _
                "	But greater sin to keep a sinful oath." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who can be bound by any solemn vow" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do a murderous deed, to rob a man," & @CRLF & _
                "	To force a spotless virgin's chastity," & @CRLF & _
                "	To reave the orphan of his patrimony," & @CRLF & _
                "	To wring the widow from her custom'd right," & @CRLF & _
                "	And have no other reason for this wrong" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that he was bound by a solemn oath?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	A subtle traitor needs no sophister." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Call Buckingham, and bid him arm himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Call Buckingham, and all the friends thou hast," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am resolved for death or dignity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	The first I warrant thee, if dreams prove true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	You were best to go to bed and dream again," & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep thee from the tempest of the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	I am resolved to bear a greater storm" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than any thou canst conjure up to-day;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that I'll write upon thy burgonet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Might I but know thee by thy household badge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Now, by my father's badge, old Nevil's crest," & @CRLF & _
                "	The rampant bear chain'd to the ragged staff," & @CRLF & _
                "	This day I'll wear aloft my burgonet," & @CRLF & _
                "	As on a mountain top the cedar shows" & @CRLF & _
                "	That keeps his leaves in spite of any storm," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to affright thee with the view thereof." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	And from thy burgonet I'll rend thy bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	And tread it under foot with all contempt," & @CRLF & _
                "	Despite the bear-ward that protects the bear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YOUNG CLIFFORD	And so to arms, victorious father," & @CRLF & _
                "	To quell the rebels and their complices." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Fie! charity, for shame! speak not in spite," & @CRLF & _
                "	For you shall sup with Jesu Christ to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YOUNG CLIFFORD	Foul stigmatic, that's more than thou canst tell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	If not in heaven, you'll surely sup in hell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt severally]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Saint Alban's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarums to the battle. Enter WARWICK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Clifford of Cumberland, 'tis Warwick calls:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if thou dost not hide thee from the bear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, when the angry trumpet sounds alarum" & @CRLF & _
                "	And dead men's cries do fill the empty air," & @CRLF & _
                "	Clifford, I say, come forth and fight with me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proud northern lord, Clifford of Cumberland," & @CRLF & _
                "	Warwick is hoarse with calling thee to arms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter YORK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, my noble lord? what, all afoot?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	The deadly-handed Clifford slew my steed," & @CRLF & _
                "	But match to match I have encounter'd him" & @CRLF & _
                "	And made a prey for carrion kites and crows" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even of the bonny beast he loved so well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLIFFORD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Of one or both of us the time is come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Hold, Warwick, seek thee out some other chase," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I myself must hunt this deer to death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Then, nobly, York; 'tis for a crown thou fight'st." & @CRLF & _
                "	As I intend, Clifford, to thrive to-day," & @CRLF & _
                "	It grieves my soul to leave thee unassail'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	What seest thou in me, York? why dost thou pause?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	With thy brave bearing should I be in love," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that thou art so fast mine enemy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Nor should thy prowess want praise and esteem," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that 'tis shown ignobly and in treason." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	So let it help me now against thy sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I in justice and true right express it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	My soul and body on the action both!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	A dreadful lay! Address thee instantly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They fight, and CLIFFORD falls]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	La fin couronne les oeuvres." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Thus war hath given thee peace, for thou art still." & @CRLF & _
                "	Peace with his soul, heaven, if it be thy will!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter YOUNG CLIFFORD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YOUNG CLIFFORD	Shame and confusion! all is on the rout;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fear frames disorder, and disorder wounds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where it should guard. O war, thou son of hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom angry heavens do make their minister" & @CRLF & _
                "	Throw in the frozen bosoms of our part" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hot coals of vengeance! Let no soldier fly." & @CRLF & _
                "	He that is truly dedicate to war" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath no self-love, nor he that loves himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath not essentially but by circumstance" & @CRLF & _
                "	The name of valour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Seeing his dead father]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, let the vile world end," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the premised flames of the last day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Knit earth and heaven together!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now let the general trumpet blow his blast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Particularities and petty sounds" & @CRLF & _
                "	To cease! Wast thou ordain'd, dear father," & @CRLF & _
                "	To lose thy youth in peace, and to achieve" & @CRLF & _
                "	The silver livery of advised age," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in thy reverence and thy chair-days, thus" & @CRLF & _
                "	To die in ruffian battle? Even at this sight" & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart is turn'd to stone: and while 'tis mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	It shall be stony. York not our old men spares;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No more will I their babes: tears virginal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be to me even as the dew to fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	And beauty that the tyrant oft reclaims" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall to my flaming wrath be oil and flax." & @CRLF & _
                "	Henceforth I will not have to do with pity:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Meet I an infant of the house of York," & @CRLF & _
                "	Into as many gobbets will I cut it" & @CRLF & _
                "	As wild Medea young Absyrtus did:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In cruelty will I seek out my fame." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, thou new ruin of old Clifford's house:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As did AEneas old Anchises bear," & @CRLF & _
                "	So bear I thee upon my manly shoulders;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But then AEneas bare a living load," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing so heavy as these woes of mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit, bearing off his father]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter RICHARD and SOMERSET to fight. SOMERSET" & @CRLF & _
                "	is killed]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	So, lie thou there;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For underneath an alehouse' paltry sign," & @CRLF & _
                "	The Castle in Saint Alban's, Somerset" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath made the wizard famous in his death." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sword, hold thy temper; heart, be wrathful still:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Priests pray for enemies, but princes kill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Fight: excursions. Enter KING HENRY VI, QUEEN" & @CRLF & _
                "	MARGARET, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Away, my lord! you are slow; for shame, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Can we outrun the heavens? good Margaret, stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	What are you made of? you'll nor fight nor fly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now is it manhood, wisdom and defence," & @CRLF & _
                "	To give the enemy way, and to secure us" & @CRLF & _
                "	By what we can, which can no more but fly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum afar off]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you be ta'en, we then should see the bottom" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all our fortunes: but if we haply scape," & @CRLF & _
                "	As well we may, if not through your neglect," & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall to London get, where you are loved" & @CRLF & _
                "	And where this breach now in our fortunes made" & @CRLF & _
                "	May readily be stopp'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter YOUNG CLIFFORD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YOUNG CLIFFORD	But that my heart's on future mischief set," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would speak blasphemy ere bid you fly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But fly you must; uncurable discomfit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reigns in the hearts of all our present parts." & @CRLF & _
                "	Away, for your relief! and we will live" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see their day and them our fortune give:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Away, my lord, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Fields near St. Alban's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Retreat. Enter YORK, RICHARD, WARWICK," & @CRLF & _
                "	and Soldiers, with drum and colours]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Of Salisbury, who can report of him," & @CRLF & _
                "	That winter lion, who in rage forgets" & @CRLF & _
                "	Aged contusions and all brush of time," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, like a gallant in the brow of youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Repairs him with occasion? This happy day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not itself, nor have we won one foot," & @CRLF & _
                "	If Salisbury be lost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	My noble father," & @CRLF & _
                "	Three times to-day I holp him to his horse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Three times bestrid him; thrice I led him off," & @CRLF & _
                "	Persuaded him from any further act:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But still, where danger was, still there I met him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And like rich hangings in a homely house," & @CRLF & _
                "	So was his will in his old feeble body." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, noble as he is, look where he comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SALISBURY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Now, by my sword, well hast thou fought to-day;" & @CRLF & _
                "	By the mass, so did we all. I thank you, Richard:" & @CRLF & _
                "	God knows how long it is I have to live;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And it hath pleased him that three times to-day" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have defended me from imminent death." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, lords, we have not got that which we have:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not enough our foes are this time fled," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being opposites of such repairing nature." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	I know our safety is to follow them;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, as I hear, the king is fled to London," & @CRLF & _
                "	To call a present court of parliament." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us pursue him ere the writs go forth." & @CRLF & _
                "	What says Lord Warwick? shall we after them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	After them! nay, before them, if we can." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, by my faith, lords, 'twas a glorious day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Saint Alban's battle won by famous York" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be eternized in all age to come." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sound drums and trumpets, and to London all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And more such days as these to us befall!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "	" & @CRLF & _
                "	" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY	the Sixth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD," & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE OF WALES	his son. (PRINCE EDWARD:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEWIS XI	King of France. (KING LEWIS XI:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF SOMERSET	(SOMERSET:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF EXETER	(EXETER:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF OXFORD	(OXFORD:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	(NORTHUMBERLAND:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	(WESTMORELAND:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD CLIFFORD	(CLIFFORD:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTAGENET	Duke of York. (YORK:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	(EDWARD:) Earl of March,	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	afterwards King Edward IV.	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	(KING EDWARD IV:)		|" & @CRLF & _
                "			|" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Earl of Rutland, (RUTLAND:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "			|  his sons." & @CRLF & _
                "GEORGE	(GEORGE:)  afterwards Duke of	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	Clarence  (CLARENCE:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "			|" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	(RICHARD:) afterwards Duke of	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gloucester, (GLOUCESTER:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF NORFOLK	(NORFOLK:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARQUESS OF" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	(MONTAGUE:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WARWICK	(WARWICK:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF PEMBROKE	(PEMBROKE:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD HASTINGS	(HASTINGS:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD STAFFORD	(STAFFORD:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR JOHN MORTIMER	(JOHN MORTIMER:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|  uncles to the Duke of York." & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH MORTIMER	(HUGH MORTIMER:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY	Earl of Richmond, a youth (HENRY OF RICHMOND:)." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD RIVERS	brother to Lady Grey. (RIVERS:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM STANLEY	(STANLEY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN MONTGOMERY	(MONTGOMERY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN SOMERVILLE	(SOMERVILLE:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tutor to Rutland. (Tutor:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mayor of York. (Mayor:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lieutenant of the Tower. (Lieutenant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Nobleman. (Nobleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two Keepers." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Keeper:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Keeper:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Huntsman. (Huntsman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Son that has killed his father. (Son:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Father that has killed his son. (Father:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	afterwards Queen to Edward IV. (QUEEN ELIZABETH:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BONA	sister to the French Queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Soldiers, Attendants, Messengers, Watchmen, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "	(Soldier:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Post:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Watchman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Watchman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Watchman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	England and France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	London. The Parliament-house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Enter YORK, EDWARD, RICHARD, NORFOLK," & @CRLF & _
                "	MONTAGUE, WARWICK, and Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	I wonder how the king escaped our hands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	While we pursued the horsemen of the north," & @CRLF & _
                "	He slily stole away and left his men:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereat the great Lord of Northumberland," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose warlike ears could never brook retreat," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cheer'd up the drooping army; and himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord Clifford and Lord Stafford, all abreast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Charged our main battle's front, and breaking in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were by the swords of common soldiers slain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	Lord Stafford's father, Duke of Buckingham," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is either slain or wounded dangerously;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cleft his beaver with a downright blow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That this is true, father, behold his blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	And, brother, here's the Earl of Wiltshire's blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom I encounter'd as the battles join'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Speak thou for me and tell them what I did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Throwing down SOMERSET's head]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Richard hath best deserved of all my sons." & @CRLF & _
                "	But is your grace dead, my Lord of Somerset?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	Such hope have all the line of John of Gaunt!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Thus do I hope to shake King Henry's head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	And so do I. Victorious Prince of York," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before I see thee seated in that throne" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which now the house of Lancaster usurps," & @CRLF & _
                "	I vow by heaven these eyes shall never close." & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the palace of the fearful king," & @CRLF & _
                "	And this the regal seat: possess it, York;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this is thine and not King Henry's heirs'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Assist me, then, sweet Warwick, and I will;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For hither we have broken in by force." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	We'll all assist you; he that flies shall die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Thanks, gentle Norfolk: stay by me, my lords;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, soldiers, stay and lodge by me this night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They go up]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	And when the king comes, offer no violence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless he seek to thrust you out perforce." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	The queen this day here holds her parliament," & @CRLF & _
                "	But little thinks we shall be of her council:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By words or blows here let us win our right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Arm'd as we are, let's stay within this house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	The bloody parliament shall this be call'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless Plantagenet, Duke of York, be king," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bashful Henry deposed, whose cowardice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath made us by-words to our enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Then leave me not, my lords; be resolute;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean to take possession of my right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Neither the king, nor he that loves him best," & @CRLF & _
                "	The proudest he that holds up Lancaster," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dares stir a wing, if Warwick shake his bells." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll plant Plantagenet, root him up who dares:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Resolve thee, Richard; claim the English crown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter KING HENRY VI, CLIFFORD," & @CRLF & _
                "	NORTHUMBERLAND, WESTMORELAND, EXETER, and the rest]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	My lords, look where the sturdy rebel sits," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in the chair of state: belike he means," & @CRLF & _
                "	Back'd by the power of Warwick, that false peer," & @CRLF & _
                "	To aspire unto the crown and reign as king." & @CRLF & _
                "	Earl of Northumberland, he slew thy father." & @CRLF & _
                "	And thine, Lord Clifford; and you both have vow'd revenge" & @CRLF & _
                "	On him, his sons, his favourites and his friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	If I be not, heavens be revenged on me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	The hope thereof makes Clifford mourn in steel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	What, shall we suffer this? let's pluck him down:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart for anger burns; I cannot brook it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Be patient, gentle Earl of Westmoreland." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Patience is for poltroons, such as he:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He durst not sit there, had your father lived." & @CRLF & _
                "	My gracious lord, here in the parliament" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us assail the family of York." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Well hast thou spoken, cousin: be it so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Ah, know you not the city favours them," & @CRLF & _
                "	And they have troops of soldiers at their beck?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	But when the duke is slain, they'll quickly fly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Far be the thought of this from Henry's heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make a shambles of the parliament-house!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cousin of Exeter, frowns, words and threats" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be the war that Henry means to use." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou factious Duke of York, descend my throne," & @CRLF & _
                "	and kneel for grace and mercy at my feet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am thy sovereign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	I am thine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	For shame, come down: he made thee Duke of York." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	'Twas my inheritance, as the earldom was." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	Thy father was a traitor to the crown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Exeter, thou art a traitor to the crown" & @CRLF & _
                "	In following this usurping Henry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Whom should he follow but his natural king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	True, Clifford; and that's Richard Duke of York." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	And shall I stand, and thou sit in my throne?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	It must and shall be so: content thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Be Duke of Lancaster; let him be king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	He is both king and Duke of Lancaster;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that the Lord of Westmoreland shall maintain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	And Warwick shall disprove it. You forget" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we are those which chased you from the field" & @CRLF & _
                "	And slew your fathers, and with colours spread" & @CRLF & _
                "	March'd through the city to the palace gates." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Yes, Warwick, I remember it to my grief;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, by his soul, thou and thy house shall rue it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	Plantagenet, of thee and these thy sons," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy kinsman and thy friends, I'll have more lives" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than drops of blood were in my father's veins." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Urge it no more; lest that, instead of words," & @CRLF & _
                "	I send thee, Warwick, such a messenger" & @CRLF & _
                "	As shall revenge his death before I stir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Poor Clifford! how I scorn his worthless threats!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Will you we show our title to the crown?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not, our swords shall plead it in the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	What title hast thou, traitor, to the crown?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy father was, as thou art, Duke of York;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy grandfather, Roger Mortimer, Earl of March:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am the son of Henry the Fifth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who made the Dauphin and the French to stoop" & @CRLF & _
                "	And seized upon their towns and provinces." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Talk not of France, sith thou hast lost it all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	The lord protector lost it, and not I:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I was crown'd I was but nine months old." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	You are old enough now, and yet, methinks, you lose." & @CRLF & _
                "	Father, tear the crown from the usurper's head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	Sweet father, do so; set it on your head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	Good brother, as thou lovest and honourest arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's fight it out and not stand cavilling thus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Sound drums and trumpets, and the king will fly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Sons, peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Peace, thou! and give King Henry leave to speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Plantagenet shall speak first: hear him, lords;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And be you silent and attentive too," & @CRLF & _
                "	For he that interrupts him shall not live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Think'st thou that I will leave my kingly throne," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein my grandsire and my father sat?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No: first shall war unpeople this my realm;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, and their colours, often borne in France," & @CRLF & _
                "	And now in England to our heart's great sorrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be my winding-sheet. Why faint you, lords?" & @CRLF & _
                "	My title's good, and better far than his." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Prove it, Henry, and thou shalt be king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Henry the Fourth by conquest got the crown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	'Twas by rebellion against his king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	[Aside]  I know not what to say; my title's weak.--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me, may not a king adopt an heir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	What then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	An if he may, then am I lawful king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Richard, in the view of many lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	Resign'd the crown to Henry the Fourth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose heir my father was, and I am his." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	He rose against him, being his sovereign," & @CRLF & _
                "	And made him to resign his crown perforce." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Suppose, my lords, he did it unconstrain'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Think you 'twere prejudicial to his crown?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	No; for he could not so resign his crown" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that the next heir should succeed and reign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Art thou against us, Duke of Exeter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	His is the right, and therefore pardon me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Why whisper you, my lords, and answer not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	My conscience tells me he is lawful king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	[Aside]  All will revolt from me, and turn to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Plantagenet, for all the claim thou lay'st," & @CRLF & _
                "	Think not that Henry shall be so deposed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Deposed he shall be, in despite of all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Thou art deceived: 'tis not thy southern power," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Essex, Norfolk, Suffolk, nor of Kent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which makes thee thus presumptuous and proud," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can set the duke up in despite of me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	King Henry, be thy title right or wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord Clifford vows to fight in thy defence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	May that ground gape and swallow me alive," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where I shall kneel to him that slew my father!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	O Clifford, how thy words revive my heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Henry of Lancaster, resign thy crown." & @CRLF & _
                "	What mutter you, or what conspire you, lords?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Do right unto this princely Duke of York," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I will fill the house with armed men," & @CRLF & _
                "	And over the chair of state, where now he sits," & @CRLF & _
                "	Write up his title with usurping blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He stamps with his foot and the soldiers show" & @CRLF & _
                "	themselves]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	My Lord of Warwick, hear me but one word:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me for this my life-time reign as king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Confirm the crown to me and to mine heirs," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou shalt reign in quiet while thou livest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	I am content: Richard Plantagenet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Enjoy the kingdom after my decease." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	What wrong is this unto the prince your son!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	What good is this to England and himself!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	Base, fearful and despairing Henry!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	How hast thou injured both thyself and us!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	I cannot stay to hear these articles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Nor I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Come, cousin, let us tell the queen these news." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	Farewell, faint-hearted and degenerate king," & @CRLF & _
                "	In whose cold blood no spark of honour bides." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Be thou a prey unto the house of York," & @CRLF & _
                "	And die in bands for this unmanly deed!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	In dreadful war mayst thou be overcome," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or live in peace abandon'd and despised!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt NORTHUMBERLAND, CLIFFORD, and WESTMORELAND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Turn this way, Henry, and regard them not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	They seek revenge and therefore will not yield." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Ah, Exeter!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	          Why should you sigh, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Not for myself, Lord Warwick, but my son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom I unnaturally shall disinherit." & @CRLF & _
                "	But be it as it may: I here entail" & @CRLF & _
                "	The crown to thee and to thine heirs for ever;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Conditionally, that here thou take an oath" & @CRLF & _
                "	To cease this civil war, and, whilst I live," & @CRLF & _
                "	To honour me as thy king and sovereign," & @CRLF & _
                "	And neither by treason nor hostility" & @CRLF & _
                "	To seek to put me down and reign thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	This oath I willingly take and will perform." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Long live King Henry! Plantagenet embrace him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	And long live thou and these thy forward sons!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Now York and Lancaster are reconciled." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	Accursed be he that seeks to make them foes!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sennet. Here they come down]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Farewell, my gracious lord; I'll to my castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	And I'll keep London with my soldiers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	And I to Norfolk with my followers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	And I unto the sea from whence I came." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt YORK, EDWARD, EDMUND, GEORGE, RICHARD," & @CRLF & _
                "	WARWICK, NORFOLK, MONTAGUE, their Soldiers, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	And I, with grief and sorrow, to the court." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter QUEEN MARGARET and PRINCE EDWARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	Here comes the queen, whose looks bewray her anger:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll steal away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	                  Exeter, so will I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Nay, go not from me; I will follow thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Be patient, gentle queen, and I will stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Who can be patient in such extremes?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, wretched man! would I had died a maid" & @CRLF & _
                "	And never seen thee, never borne thee son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seeing thou hast proved so unnatural a father" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath he deserved to lose his birthright thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hadst thou but loved him half so well as I," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or felt that pain which I did for him once," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or nourish'd him as I did with my blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wouldst have left thy dearest heart-blood there," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rather than have that savage duke thine heir" & @CRLF & _
                "	And disinherited thine only son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	Father, you cannot disinherit me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you be king, why should not I succeed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Pardon me, Margaret; pardon me, sweet son:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Earl of Warwick and the duke enforced me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Enforced thee! art thou king, and wilt be forced?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I shame to hear thee speak. Ah, timorous wretch!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast undone thyself, thy son and me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And given unto the house of York such head" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou shalt reign but by their sufferance." & @CRLF & _
                "	To entail him and his heirs unto the crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	What is it, but to make thy sepulchre" & @CRLF & _
                "	And creep into it far before thy time?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Warwick is chancellor and the lord of Calais;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stern Falconbridge commands the narrow seas;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The duke is made protector of the realm;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet shalt thou be safe? such safety finds" & @CRLF & _
                "	The trembling lamb environed with wolves." & @CRLF & _
                "	Had I been there, which am a silly woman," & @CRLF & _
                "	The soldiers should have toss'd me on their pikes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before I would have granted to that act." & @CRLF & _
                "	But thou preferr'st thy life before thine honour:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And seeing thou dost, I here divorce myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both from thy table, Henry, and thy bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Until that act of parliament be repeal'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereby my son is disinherited." & @CRLF & _
                "	The northern lords that have forsworn thy colours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will follow mine, if once they see them spread;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And spread they shall be, to thy foul disgrace" & @CRLF & _
                "	And utter ruin of the house of York." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus do I leave thee. Come, son, let's away;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our army is ready; come, we'll after them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Stay, gentle Margaret, and hear me speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Thou hast spoke too much already: get thee gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Gentle son Edward, thou wilt stay with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Ay, to be murder'd by his enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	When I return with victory from the field" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll see your grace: till then I'll follow her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Come, son, away; we may not linger thus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt QUEEN MARGARET and PRINCE EDWARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Poor queen! how love to me and to her son" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath made her break out into terms of rage!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Revenged may she be on that hateful duke," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose haughty spirit, winged with desire," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will cost my crown, and like an empty eagle" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tire on the flesh of me and of my son!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The loss of those three lords torments my heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll write unto them and entreat them fair." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, cousin you shall be the messenger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	And I, I hope, shall reconcile them all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Sandal Castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter RICHARD, EDWARD, and MONTAGUE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Brother, though I be youngest, give me leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	No, I can better play the orator." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	But I have reasons strong and forcible." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter YORK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Why, how now, sons and brother! at a strife?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is your quarrel? how began it first?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	No quarrel, but a slight contention." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	About what?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	About that which concerns your grace and us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The crown of England, father, which is yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Mine boy? not till King Henry be dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Your right depends not on his life or death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	Now you are heir, therefore enjoy it now:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By giving the house of Lancaster leave to breathe," & @CRLF & _
                "	It will outrun you, father, in the end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	I took an oath that he should quietly reign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	But for a kingdom any oath may be broken:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would break a thousand oaths to reign one year." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	No; God forbid your grace should be forsworn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	I shall be, if I claim by open war." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	I'll prove the contrary, if you'll hear me speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Thou canst not, son; it is impossible." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	An oath is of no moment, being not took" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before a true and lawful magistrate," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath authority over him that swears:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Henry had none, but did usurp the place;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, seeing 'twas he that made you to depose," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your oath, my lord, is vain and frivolous." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, to arms! And, father, do but think" & @CRLF & _
                "	How sweet a thing it is to wear a crown;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within whose circuit is Elysium" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all that poets feign of bliss and joy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why do we finger thus? I cannot rest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Until the white rose that I wear be dyed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in the lukewarm blood of Henry's heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Richard, enough; I will be king, or die." & @CRLF & _
                "	Brother, thou shalt to London presently," & @CRLF & _
                "	And whet on Warwick to this enterprise." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou, Richard, shalt to the Duke of Norfolk," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell him privily of our intent." & @CRLF & _
                "	You Edward, shall unto my Lord Cobham," & @CRLF & _
                "	With whom the Kentishmen will willingly rise:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In them I trust; for they are soldiers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Witty, courteous, liberal, full of spirit." & @CRLF & _
                "	While you are thus employ'd, what resteth more," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that I seek occasion how to rise," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet the king not privy to my drift," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor any of the house of Lancaster?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, stay: what news? Why comest thou in such post?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	The queen with all the northern earls and lords" & @CRLF & _
                "	Intend here to besiege you in your castle:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is hard by with twenty thousand men;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore fortify your hold, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Ay, with my sword. What! think'st thou that we fear them?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Edward and Richard, you shall stay with me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My brother Montague shall post to London:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let noble Warwick, Cobham, and the rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom we have left protectors of the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	With powerful policy strengthen themselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	And trust not simple Henry nor his oaths." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	Brother, I go; I'll win them, fear it not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thus most humbly I do take my leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JOHN MORTIMER and HUGH MORTIMER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir John and Sir Hugh Mortimer, mine uncles," & @CRLF & _
                "	You are come to Sandal in a happy hour;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The army of the queen mean to besiege us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN MORTIMER	She shall not need; we'll meet her in the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	What, with five thousand men?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Ay, with five hundred, father, for a need:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A woman's general; what should we fear?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A march afar off]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	I hear their drums: let's set our men in order," & @CRLF & _
                "	And issue forth and bid them battle straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Five men to twenty! though the odds be great," & @CRLF & _
                "	I doubt not, uncle, of our victory." & @CRLF & _
                "	Many a battle have I won in France," & @CRLF & _
                "	When as the enemy hath been ten to one:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why should I not now have the like success?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Field of battle betwixt Sandal Castle and Wakefield." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarums. Enter RUTLAND and his Tutor]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RUTLAND	Ah, whither shall I fly to 'scape their hands?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, tutor, look where bloody Clifford comes!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLIFFORD and Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Chaplain, away! thy priesthood saves thy life." & @CRLF & _
                "	As for the brat of this accursed duke," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose father slew my father, he shall die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Tutor	And I, my lord, will bear him company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Soldiers, away with him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Tutor	Ah, Clifford, murder not this innocent child," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest thou be hated both of God and man!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit, dragged off by Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	How now! is he dead already? or is it fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	That makes him close his eyes? I'll open them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RUTLAND	So looks the pent-up lion o'er the wretch" & @CRLF & _
                "	That trembles under his devouring paws;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so he walks, insulting o'er his prey," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so he comes, to rend his limbs asunder." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, gentle Clifford, kill me with thy sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not with such a cruel threatening look." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet Clifford, hear me speak before I die." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am too mean a subject for thy wrath:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be thou revenged on men, and let me live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	In vain thou speak'st, poor boy; my father's blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath stopp'd the passage where thy words should enter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RUTLAND	Then let my father's blood open it again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is a man, and, Clifford, cope with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Had thy brethren here, their lives and thine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were not revenge sufficient for me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, if I digg'd up thy forefathers' graves" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hung their rotten coffins up in chains," & @CRLF & _
                "	It could not slake mine ire, nor ease my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "	The sight of any of the house of York" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is as a fury to torment my soul;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And till I root out their accursed line" & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave not one alive, I live in hell." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Lifting his hand]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RUTLAND	O, let me pray before I take my death!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To thee I pray; sweet Clifford, pity me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Such pity as my rapier's point affords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RUTLAND	I never did thee harm: why wilt thou slay me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Thy father hath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RUTLAND	                  But 'twas ere I was born." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast one son; for his sake pity me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest in revenge thereof, sith God is just," & @CRLF & _
                "	He be as miserably slain as I." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, let me live in prison all my days;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when I give occasion of offence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then let me die, for now thou hast no cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	No cause!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy father slew my father; therefore, die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Stabs him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RUTLAND	Di faciant laudis summa sit ista tuae!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Plantagenet! I come, Plantagenet!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this thy son's blood cleaving to my blade" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall rust upon my weapon, till thy blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Congeal'd with this, do make me wipe off both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Another part of the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Enter YORK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	The army of the queen hath got the field:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My uncles both are slain in rescuing me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all my followers to the eager foe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn back and fly, like ships before the wind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or lambs pursued by hunger-starved wolves." & @CRLF & _
                "	My sons, God knows what hath bechanced them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But this I know, they have demean'd themselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like men born to renown by life or death." & @CRLF & _
                "	Three times did Richard make a lane to me." & @CRLF & _
                "	And thrice cried 'Courage, father! fight it out!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And full as oft came Edward to my side," & @CRLF & _
                "	With purple falchion, painted to the hilt" & @CRLF & _
                "	In blood of those that had encounter'd him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when the hardiest warriors did retire," & @CRLF & _
                "	Richard cried 'Charge! and give no foot of ground!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And cried 'A crown, or else a glorious tomb!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A sceptre, or an earthly sepulchre!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	With this, we charged again: but, out, alas!" & @CRLF & _
                "	We bodged again; as I have seen a swan" & @CRLF & _
                "	With bootless labour swim against the tide" & @CRLF & _
                "	And spend her strength with over-matching waves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A short alarum within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, hark! the fatal followers do pursue;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I am faint and cannot fly their fury:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And were I strong, I would not shun their fury:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sands are number'd that make up my life;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here must I stay, and here my life must end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter QUEEN MARGARET, CLIFFORD, NORTHUMBERLAND," & @CRLF & _
                "	PRINCE EDWARD, and Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, bloody Clifford, rough Northumberland," & @CRLF & _
                "	I dare your quenchless fury to more rage:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am your butt, and I abide your shot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Yield to our mercy, proud Plantagenet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Ay, to such mercy as his ruthless arm," & @CRLF & _
                "	With downright payment, show'd unto my father." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now Phaethon hath tumbled from his car," & @CRLF & _
                "	And made an evening at the noontide prick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	My ashes, as the phoenix, may bring forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	A bird that will revenge upon you all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in that hope I throw mine eyes to heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	Scorning whate'er you can afflict me with." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why come you not? what! multitudes, and fear?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	So cowards fight when they can fly no further;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So doves do peck the falcon's piercing talons;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So desperate thieves, all hopeless of their lives," & @CRLF & _
                "	Breathe out invectives 'gainst the officers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	O Clifford, but bethink thee once again," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in thy thought o'er-run my former time;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, if though canst for blushing, view this face," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bite thy tongue, that slanders him with cowardice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose frown hath made thee faint and fly ere this!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	I will not bandy with thee word for word," & @CRLF & _
                "	But buckle with thee blows, twice two for one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Hold, valiant Clifford! for a thousand causes" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would prolong awhile the traitor's life." & @CRLF & _
                "	Wrath makes him deaf: speak thou, Northumberland." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Hold, Clifford! do not honour him so much" & @CRLF & _
                "	To prick thy finger, though to wound his heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What valour were it, when a cur doth grin," & @CRLF & _
                "	For one to thrust his hand between his teeth," & @CRLF & _
                "	When he might spurn him with his foot away?" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is war's prize to take all vantages;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ten to one is no impeach of valour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They lay hands on YORK, who struggles]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Ay, ay, so strives the woodcock with the gin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	So doth the cony struggle in the net." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	So triumph thieves upon their conquer'd booty;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So true men yield, with robbers so o'ermatch'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	What would your grace have done unto him now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Brave warriors, Clifford and Northumberland," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, make him stand upon this molehill here," & @CRLF & _
                "	That raught at mountains with outstretched arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet parted but the shadow with his hand." & @CRLF & _
                "	What! was it you that would be England's king?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was't you that revell'd in our parliament," & @CRLF & _
                "	And made a preachment of your high descent?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where are your mess of sons to back you now?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The wanton Edward, and the lusty George?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And where's that valiant crook-back prodigy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dicky your boy, that with his grumbling voice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was wont to cheer his dad in mutinies?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, with the rest, where is your darling Rutland?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, York: I stain'd this napkin with the blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	That valiant Clifford, with his rapier's point," & @CRLF & _
                "	Made issue from the bosom of the boy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if thine eyes can water for his death," & @CRLF & _
                "	I give thee this to dry thy cheeks withal." & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas poor York! but that I hate thee deadly," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should lament thy miserable state." & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, grieve, to make me merry, York." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, hath thy fiery heart so parch'd thine entrails" & @CRLF & _
                "	That not a tear can fall for Rutland's death?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why art thou patient, man? thou shouldst be mad;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I, to make thee mad, do mock thee thus." & @CRLF & _
                "	Stamp, rave, and fret, that I may sing and dance." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wouldst be fee'd, I see, to make me sport:" & @CRLF & _
                "	York cannot speak, unless he wear a crown." & @CRLF & _
                "	A crown for York! and, lords, bow low to him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold you his hands, whilst I do set it on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Putting a paper crown on his head]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, marry, sir, now looks he like a king!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, this is he that took King Henry's chair," & @CRLF & _
                "	And this is he was his adopted heir." & @CRLF & _
                "	But how is it that great Plantagenet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is crown'd so soon, and broke his solemn oath?" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I bethink me, you should not be king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till our King Henry had shook hands with death." & @CRLF & _
                "	And will you pale your head in Henry's glory," & @CRLF & _
                "	And rob his temples of the diadem," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now in his life, against your holy oath?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, 'tis a fault too too unpardonable!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Off with the crown, and with the crown his head;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, whilst we breathe, take time to do him dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	That is my office, for my father's sake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Nay, stay; lets hear the orisons he makes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	She-wolf of France, but worse than wolves of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose tongue more poisons than the adder's tooth!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How ill-beseeming is it in thy sex" & @CRLF & _
                "	To triumph, like an Amazonian trull," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon their woes whom fortune captivates!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that thy face is, vizard-like, unchanging," & @CRLF & _
                "	Made impudent with use of evil deeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would assay, proud queen, to make thee blush." & @CRLF & _
                "	To tell thee whence thou camest, of whom derived," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were shame enough to shame thee, wert thou not shameless." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy father bears the type of King of Naples," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of both the Sicils and Jerusalem," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet not so wealthy as an English yeoman." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath that poor monarch taught thee to insult?" & @CRLF & _
                "	It needs not, nor it boots thee not, proud queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless the adage must be verified," & @CRLF & _
                "	That beggars mounted run their horse to death." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis beauty that doth oft make women proud;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, God he knows, thy share thereof is small:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis virtue that doth make them most admired;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The contrary doth make thee wonder'd at:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis government that makes them seem divine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The want thereof makes thee abominable:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art as opposite to every good" & @CRLF & _
                "	As the Antipodes are unto us," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or as the south to the septentrion." & @CRLF & _
                "	O tiger's heart wrapt in a woman's hide!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How couldst thou drain the life-blood of the child," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bid the father wipe his eyes withal," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet be seen to bear a woman's face?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Women are soft, mild, pitiful and flexible;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou stern, obdurate, flinty, rough, remorseless." & @CRLF & _
                "	Bids't thou me rage? why, now thou hast thy wish:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wouldst have me weep? why, now thou hast thy will:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For raging wind blows up incessant showers," & @CRLF & _
                "	And when the rage allays, the rain begins." & @CRLF & _
                "	These tears are my sweet Rutland's obsequies:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And every drop cries vengeance for his death," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Gainst thee, fell Clifford, and thee, false" & @CRLF & _
                "	Frenchwoman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Beshrew me, but his passion moves me so" & @CRLF & _
                "	That hardly can I cheque my eyes from tears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	That face of his the hungry cannibals" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would not have touch'd, would not have stain'd with blood:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But you are more inhuman, more inexorable," & @CRLF & _
                "	O, ten times more, than tigers of Hyrcania." & @CRLF & _
                "	See, ruthless queen, a hapless father's tears:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This cloth thou dip'dst in blood of my sweet boy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I with tears do wash the blood away." & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep thou the napkin, and go boast of this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if thou tell'st the heavy story right," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my soul, the hearers will shed tears;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea even my foes will shed fast-falling tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	And say 'Alas, it was a piteous deed!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	There, take the crown, and, with the crown, my curse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in thy need such comfort come to thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	As now I reap at thy too cruel hand!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hard-hearted Clifford, take me from the world:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My soul to heaven, my blood upon your heads!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Had he been slaughter-man to all my kin," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should not for my life but weep with him." & @CRLF & _
                "	To see how inly sorrow gripes his soul." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	What, weeping-ripe, my Lord Northumberland?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think but upon the wrong he did us all," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that will quickly dry thy melting tears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Here's for my oath, here's for my father's death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Stabbing him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	And here's to right our gentle-hearted king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Stabbing him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Open Thy gate of mercy, gracious God!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My soul flies through these wounds to seek out Thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Off with his head, and set it on York gates;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So York may overlook the town of York." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A plain near Mortimer's Cross in Herefordshire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A march. Enter EDWARD, RICHARD, and their power]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	I wonder how our princely father 'scaped," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or whether he be 'scaped away or no" & @CRLF & _
                "	From Clifford's and Northumberland's pursuit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had he been ta'en, we should have heard the news;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had he been slain, we should have heard the news;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or had he 'scaped, methinks we should have heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	The happy tidings of his good escape." & @CRLF & _
                "	How fares my brother? why is he so sad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	I cannot joy, until I be resolved" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where our right valiant father is become." & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw him in the battle range about;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And watch'd him how he singled Clifford forth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Methought he bore him in the thickest troop" & @CRLF & _
                "	As doth a lion in a herd of neat;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or as a bear, encompass'd round with dogs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who having pinch'd a few and made them cry," & @CRLF & _
                "	The rest stand all aloof, and bark at him." & @CRLF & _
                "	So fared our father with his enemies;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So fled his enemies my warlike father:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks, 'tis prize enough to be his son." & @CRLF & _
                "	See how the morning opes her golden gates," & @CRLF & _
                "	And takes her farewell of the glorious sun!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How well resembles it the prime of youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Trimm'd like a younker prancing to his love!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	Dazzle mine eyes, or do I see three suns?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Three glorious suns, each one a perfect sun;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not separated with the racking clouds," & @CRLF & _
                "	But sever'd in a pale clear-shining sky." & @CRLF & _
                "	See, see! they join, embrace, and seem to kiss," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if they vow'd some league inviolable:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now are they but one lamp, one light, one sun." & @CRLF & _
                "	In this the heaven figures some event." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	'Tis wondrous strange, the like yet never heard of." & @CRLF & _
                "	I think it cites us, brother, to the field," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we, the sons of brave Plantagenet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Each one already blazing by our meeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should notwithstanding join our lights together" & @CRLF & _
                "	And over-shine the earth as this the world." & @CRLF & _
                "	Whate'er it bodes, henceforward will I bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my target three fair-shining suns." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Nay, bear three daughters: by your leave I speak it," & @CRLF & _
                "	You love the breeder better than the male." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	But what art thou, whose heavy looks foretell" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some dreadful story hanging on thy tongue?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Ah, one that was a woful looker-on" & @CRLF & _
                "	When as the noble Duke of York was slain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your princely father and my loving lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	O, speak no more, for I have heard too much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Say how he died, for I will hear it all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Environed he was with many foes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And stood against them, as the hope of Troy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the Greeks that would have enter'd Troy." & @CRLF & _
                "	But Hercules himself must yield to odds;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And many strokes, though with a little axe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hew down and fell the hardest-timber'd oak." & @CRLF & _
                "	By many hands your father was subdued;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But only slaughter'd by the ireful arm" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of unrelenting Clifford and the queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who crown'd the gracious duke in high despite," & @CRLF & _
                "	Laugh'd in his face; and when with grief he wept," & @CRLF & _
                "	The ruthless queen gave him to dry his cheeks" & @CRLF & _
                "	A napkin steeped in the harmless blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of sweet young Rutland, by rough Clifford slain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And after many scorns, many foul taunts," & @CRLF & _
                "	They took his head, and on the gates of York" & @CRLF & _
                "	They set the same; and there it doth remain," & @CRLF & _
                "	The saddest spectacle that e'er I view'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	Sweet Duke of York, our prop to lean upon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now thou art gone, we have no staff, no stay." & @CRLF & _
                "	O Clifford, boisterous Clifford! thou hast slain" & @CRLF & _
                "	The flower of Europe for his chivalry;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And treacherously hast thou vanquish'd him," & @CRLF & _
                "	For hand to hand he would have vanquish'd thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now my soul's palace is become a prison:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, would she break from hence, that this my body" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might in the ground be closed up in rest!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For never henceforth shall I joy again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Never, O never shall I see more joy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	 I cannot weep; for all my body's moisture" & @CRLF & _
                "	Scarce serves to quench my furnace-burning heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor can my tongue unload my heart's great burthen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For selfsame wind that I should speak withal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is kindling coals that fires all my breast," & @CRLF & _
                "	And burns me up with flames that tears would quench." & @CRLF & _
                "	To weep is to make less the depth of grief:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tears then for babes; blows and revenge for me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Richard, I bear thy name; I'll venge thy death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or die renowned by attempting it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	His name that valiant duke hath left with thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His dukedom and his chair with me is left." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Nay, if thou be that princely eagle's bird," & @CRLF & _
                "	Show thy descent by gazing 'gainst the sun:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For chair and dukedom, throne and kingdom say;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either that is thine, or else thou wert not his." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[March. Enter WARWICK, MONTAGUE, and their army]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	How now, fair lords! What fare? what news abroad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Great Lord of Warwick, if we should recount" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our baleful news, and at each word's deliverance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stab poniards in our flesh till all were told," & @CRLF & _
                "	The words would add more anguish than the wounds." & @CRLF & _
                "	O valiant lord, the Duke of York is slain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	O Warwick, Warwick! that Plantagenet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which held three dearly as his soul's redemption," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is by the stern Lord Clifford done to death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Ten days ago I drown'd these news in tears;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now, to add more measure to your woes," & @CRLF & _
                "	I come to tell you things sith then befall'n." & @CRLF & _
                "	After the bloody fray at Wakefield fought," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where your brave father breathed his latest gasp," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tidings, as swiftly as the posts could run," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were brought me of your loss and his depart." & @CRLF & _
                "	I, then in London keeper of the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Muster'd my soldiers, gather'd flocks of friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	And very well appointed, as I thought," & @CRLF & _
                "	March'd toward Saint Alban's to intercept the queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bearing the king in my behalf along;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For by my scouts I was advertised" & @CRLF & _
                "	That she was coming with a full intent" & @CRLF & _
                "	To dash our late decree in parliament" & @CRLF & _
                "	Touching King Henry's oath and your succession." & @CRLF & _
                "	Short tale to make, we at Saint Alban's met" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our battles join'd, and both sides fiercely fought:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But whether 'twas the coldness of the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who look'd full gently on his warlike queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	That robb'd my soldiers of their heated spleen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or whether 'twas report of her success;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or more than common fear of Clifford's rigour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who thunders to his captives blood and death," & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot judge: but to conclude with truth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their weapons like to lightning came and went;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our soldiers', like the night-owl's lazy flight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or like an idle thresher with a flail," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fell gently down, as if they struck their friends." & @CRLF & _
                "	I cheer'd them up with justice of our cause," & @CRLF & _
                "	With promise of high pay and great rewards:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But all in vain; they had no heart to fight," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we in them no hope to win the day;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So that we fled; the king unto the queen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord George your brother, Norfolk and myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	In haste, post-haste, are come to join with you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For in the marches here we heard you were," & @CRLF & _
                "	Making another head to fight again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	Where is the Duke of Norfolk, gentle Warwick?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when came George from Burgundy to England?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Some six miles off the duke is with the soldiers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for your brother, he was lately sent" & @CRLF & _
                "	From your kind aunt, Duchess of Burgundy," & @CRLF & _
                "	With aid of soldiers to this needful war." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	'Twas odds, belike, when valiant Warwick fled:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Oft have I heard his praises in pursuit," & @CRLF & _
                "	But ne'er till now his scandal of retire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Nor now my scandal, Richard, dost thou hear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thou shalt know this strong right hand of mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can pluck the diadem from faint Henry's head," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wring the awful sceptre from his fist," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were he as famous and as bold in war" & @CRLF & _
                "	As he is famed for mildness, peace, and prayer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	I know it well, Lord Warwick; blame me not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis love I bear thy glories makes me speak." & @CRLF & _
                "	But in this troublous time what's to be done?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall we go throw away our coats of steel," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wrap our bodies in black mourning gowns," & @CRLF & _
                "	Numbering our Ave-Maries with our beads?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or shall we on the helmets of our foes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell our devotion with revengeful arms?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If for the last, say ay, and to it, lords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Why, therefore Warwick came to seek you out;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore comes my brother Montague." & @CRLF & _
                "	Attend me, lords. The proud insulting queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	With Clifford and the haught Northumberland," & @CRLF & _
                "	And of their feather many more proud birds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have wrought the easy-melting king like wax." & @CRLF & _
                "	He swore consent to your succession," & @CRLF & _
                "	His oath enrolled in the parliament;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now to London all the crew are gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	To frustrate both his oath and what beside" & @CRLF & _
                "	May make against the house of Lancaster." & @CRLF & _
                "	Their power, I think, is thirty thousand strong:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, if the help of Norfolk and myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all the friends that thou, brave Earl of March," & @CRLF & _
                "	Amongst the loving Welshmen canst procure," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will but amount to five and twenty thousand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, Via! to London will we march amain," & @CRLF & _
                "	And once again bestride our foaming steeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	And once again cry 'Charge upon our foes!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	But never once again turn back and fly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Ay, now methinks I hear great Warwick speak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ne'er may he live to see a sunshine day," & @CRLF & _
                "	That cries 'Retire,' if Warwick bid him stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	Lord Warwick, on thy shoulder will I lean;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when thou fail'st--as God forbid the hour!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must Edward fall, which peril heaven forfend!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	No longer Earl of March, but Duke of York:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The next degree is England's royal throne;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For King of England shalt thou be proclaim'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	In every borough as we pass along;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he that throws not up his cap for joy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall for the fault make forfeit of his head." & @CRLF & _
                "	King Edward, valiant Richard, Montague," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stay we no longer, dreaming of renown," & @CRLF & _
                "	But sound the trumpets, and about our task." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Then, Clifford, were thy heart as hard as steel," & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou hast shown it flinty by thy deeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	I come to pierce it, or to give thee mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	Then strike up drums: God and Saint George for us!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	How now! what news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	The Duke of Norfolk sends you word by me," & @CRLF & _
                "	The queen is coming with a puissant host;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And craves your company for speedy counsel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Why then it sorts, brave warriors, let's away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Before York." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter KING HENRY VI, QUEEN MARGARET," & @CRLF & _
                "	PRINCE EDWARD, CLIFFORD, and NORTHUMBERLAND, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	drum and trumpets]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Welcome, my lord, to this brave town of York." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yonder's the head of that arch-enemy" & @CRLF & _
                "	That sought to be encompass'd with your crown:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth not the object cheer your heart, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Ay, as the rocks cheer them that fear their wreck:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see this sight, it irks my very soul." & @CRLF & _
                "	Withhold revenge, dear God! 'tis not my fault," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor wittingly have I infringed my vow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	My gracious liege, this too much lenity" & @CRLF & _
                "	And harmful pity must be laid aside." & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom do lions cast their gentle looks?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not to the beast that would usurp their den." & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose hand is that the forest bear doth lick?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not his that spoils her young before her face." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who 'scapes the lurking serpent's mortal sting?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not he that sets his foot upon her back." & @CRLF & _
                "	The smallest worm will turn being trodden on," & @CRLF & _
                "	And doves will peck in safeguard of their brood." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ambitious York doth level at thy crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou smiling while he knit his angry brows:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He, but a duke, would have his son a king," & @CRLF & _
                "	And raise his issue, like a loving sire;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou, being a king, blest with a goodly son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Didst yield consent to disinherit him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which argued thee a most unloving father." & @CRLF & _
                "	Unreasonable creatures feed their young;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And though man's face be fearful to their eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, in protection of their tender ones," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who hath not seen them, even with those wings" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which sometime they have used with fearful flight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make war with him that climb'd unto their nest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Offer their own lives in their young's defence?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For shame, my liege, make them your precedent!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were it not pity that this goodly boy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should lose his birthright by his father's fault," & @CRLF & _
                "	And long hereafter say unto his child," & @CRLF & _
                "	'What my great-grandfather and his grandsire got" & @CRLF & _
                "	My careless father fondly gave away'?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, what a shame were this! Look on the boy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let his manly face, which promiseth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Successful fortune, steel thy melting heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hold thine own and leave thine own with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Full well hath Clifford play'd the orator," & @CRLF & _
                "	Inferring arguments of mighty force." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, Clifford, tell me, didst thou never hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	That things ill-got had ever bad success?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And happy always was it for that son" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose father for his hoarding went to hell?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll leave my son my virtuous deeds behind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And would my father had left me no more!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For all the rest is held at such a rate" & @CRLF & _
                "	As brings a thousand-fold more care to keep" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than in possession and jot of pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, cousin York! would thy best friends did know" & @CRLF & _
                "	How it doth grieve me that thy head is here!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	My lord, cheer up your spirits: our foes are nigh," & @CRLF & _
                "	And this soft courage makes your followers faint." & @CRLF & _
                "	You promised knighthood to our forward son:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unsheathe your sword, and dub him presently." & @CRLF & _
                "	Edward, kneel down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Edward Plantagenet, arise a knight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And learn this lesson, draw thy sword in right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE	My gracious father, by your kingly leave," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll draw it as apparent to the crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in that quarrel use it to the death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Why, that is spoken like a toward prince." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Royal commanders, be in readiness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For with a band of thirty thousand men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Comes Warwick, backing of the Duke of York;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the towns, as they do march along," & @CRLF & _
                "	Proclaims him king, and many fly to him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Darraign your battle, for they are at hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	I would your highness would depart the field:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The queen hath best success when you are absent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Ay, good my lord, and leave us to our fortune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Why, that's my fortune too; therefore I'll stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Be it with resolution then to fight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	My royal father, cheer these noble lords" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hearten those that fight in your defence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unsheathe your sword, good father; cry 'Saint George!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[March. Enter EDWARD, GEORGE, RICHARD, WARWICK," & @CRLF & _
                "	NORFOLK, MONTAGUE, and Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	Now, perjured Henry! wilt thou kneel for grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	And set thy diadem upon my head;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or bide the mortal fortune of the field?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Go, rate thy minions, proud insulting boy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Becomes it thee to be thus bold in terms" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before thy sovereign and thy lawful king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	I am his king, and he should bow his knee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I was adopted heir by his consent:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since when, his oath is broke; for, as I hear," & @CRLF & _
                "	You, that are king, though he do wear the crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have caused him, by new act of parliament," & @CRLF & _
                "	To blot out me, and put his own son in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	And reason too:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who should succeed the father but the son?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Are you there, butcher? O, I cannot speak!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Ay, crook-back, here I stand to answer thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or any he the proudest of thy sort." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	'Twas you that kill'd young Rutland, was it not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Ay, and old York, and yet not satisfied." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	For God's sake, lords, give signal to the fight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	What say'st thou, Henry, wilt thou yield the crown?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Why, how now, long-tongued Warwick! dare you speak?" & @CRLF & _
                "	When you and I met at Saint Alban's last," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your legs did better service than your hands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Then 'twas my turn to fly, and now 'tis thine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	You said so much before, and yet you fled." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	'Twas not your valour, Clifford, drove me thence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	No, nor your manhood that durst make you stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Northumberland, I hold thee reverently." & @CRLF & _
                "	Break off the parley; for scarce I can refrain" & @CRLF & _
                "	The execution of my big-swoln heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon that Clifford, that cruel child-killer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	I slew thy father, call'st thou him a child?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Ay, like a dastard and a treacherous coward," & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou didst kill our tender brother Rutland;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But ere sunset I'll make thee curse the deed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Have done with words, my lords, and hear me speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Defy them then, or else hold close thy lips." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	I prithee, give no limits to my tongue:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am a king, and privileged to speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	My liege, the wound that bred this meeting here" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot be cured by words; therefore be still." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Then, executioner, unsheathe thy sword:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By him that made us all, I am resolved" & @CRLF & _
                "	that Clifford's manhood lies upon his tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	Say, Henry, shall I have my right, or no?" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thousand men have broke their fasts to-day," & @CRLF & _
                "	That ne'er shall dine unless thou yield the crown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	If thou deny, their blood upon thy head;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For York in justice puts his armour on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	If that be right which Warwick says is right," & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no wrong, but every thing is right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Whoever got thee, there thy mother stands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, well I wot, thou hast thy mother's tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	But thou art neither like thy sire nor dam;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But like a foul mis-shapen stigmatic," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark'd by the destinies to be avoided," & @CRLF & _
                "	As venom toads, or lizards' dreadful stings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Iron of Naples hid with English gilt," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose father bears the title of a king,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As if a channel should be call'd the sea,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shamest thou not, knowing whence thou art extraught," & @CRLF & _
                "	To let thy tongue detect thy base-born heart?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	A wisp of straw were worth a thousand crowns," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make this shameless callet know herself." & @CRLF & _
                "	Helen of Greece was fairer far than thou," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although thy husband may be Menelaus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ne'er was Agamemnon's brother wrong'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	By that false woman, as this king by thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	His father revell'd in the heart of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tamed the king, and made the dauphin stoop;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And had he match'd according to his state," & @CRLF & _
                "	He might have kept that glory to this day;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when he took a beggar to his bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And graced thy poor sire with his bridal-day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even then that sunshine brew'd a shower for him," & @CRLF & _
                "	That wash'd his father's fortunes forth of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	And heap'd sedition on his crown at home." & @CRLF & _
                "	For what hath broach'd this tumult but thy pride?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hadst thou been meek, our title still had slept;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And we, in pity of the gentle king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had slipp'd our claim until another age." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GEORGE	But when we saw our sunshine made thy spring," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that thy summer bred us no increase," & @CRLF & _
                "	We set the axe to thy usurping root;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And though the edge hath something hit ourselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, know thou, since we have begun to strike," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll never leave till we have hewn thee down," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or bathed thy growing with our heated bloods." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	And, in this resolution, I defy thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not willing any longer conference," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since thou deniest the gentle king to speak." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sound trumpets! let our bloody colours wave!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And either victory, or else a grave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Stay, Edward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	No, wrangling woman, we'll no longer stay:" & @CRLF & _
                "	These words will cost ten thousand lives this day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A field of battle between Towton and Saxton, in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yorkshire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Excursions. Enter WARWICK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Forspent with toil, as runners with a race," & @CRLF & _
                "	I lay me down a little while to breathe;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For strokes received, and many blows repaid," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have robb'd my strong-knit sinews of their strength," & @CRLF & _
                "	And spite of spite needs must I rest awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EDWARD, running]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	Smile, gentle heaven! or strike, ungentle death!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this world frowns, and Edward's sun is clouded." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	How now, my lord! what hap? what hope of good?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GEORGE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GEORGE	Our hap is loss, our hope but sad despair;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our ranks are broke, and ruin follows us:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What counsel give you? whither shall we fly?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	Bootless is flight, they follow us with wings;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And weak we are and cannot shun pursuit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter RICHARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Ah, Warwick, why hast thou withdrawn thyself?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy brother's blood the thirsty earth hath drunk," & @CRLF & _
                "	Broach'd with the steely point of Clifford's lance;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the very pangs of death he cried," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to a dismal clangour heard from far," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Warwick, revenge! brother, revenge my death!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	So, underneath the belly of their steeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	That stain'd their fetlocks in his smoking blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	The noble gentleman gave up the ghost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Then let the earth be drunken with our blood:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll kill my horse, because I will not fly." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why stand we like soft-hearted women here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wailing our losses, whiles the foe doth rage;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And look upon, as if the tragedy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were play'd in jest by counterfeiting actors?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here on my knee I vow to God above," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll never pause again, never stand still," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till either death hath closed these eyes of mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or fortune given me measure of revenge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	O Warwick, I do bend my knee with thine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in this vow do chain my soul to thine!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, ere my knee rise from the earth's cold face," & @CRLF & _
                "	I throw my hands, mine eyes, my heart to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou setter up and plucker down of kings," & @CRLF & _
                "	Beseeching thee, if with they will it stands" & @CRLF & _
                "	That to my foes this body must be prey," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet that thy brazen gates of heaven may ope," & @CRLF & _
                "	And give sweet passage to my sinful soul!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, lords, take leave until we meet again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where'er it be, in heaven or in earth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Brother, give me thy hand; and, gentle Warwick," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me embrace thee in my weary arms:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I, that did never weep, now melt with woe" & @CRLF & _
                "	That winter should cut off our spring-time so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Away, away! Once more, sweet lords farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GEORGE	Yet let us all together to our troops," & @CRLF & _
                "	And give them leave to fly that will not stay;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And call them pillars that will stand to us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, if we thrive, promise them such rewards" & @CRLF & _
                "	As victors wear at the Olympian games:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This may plant courage in their quailing breasts;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For yet is hope of life and victory." & @CRLF & _
                "	Forslow no longer, make we hence amain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Another part of the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Excursions. Enter RICHARD and CLIFFORD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Now, Clifford, I have singled thee alone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Suppose this arm is for the Duke of York," & @CRLF & _
                "	And this for Rutland; both bound to revenge," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wert thou environ'd with a brazen wall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Now, Richard, I am with thee here alone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the hand that stabb'd thy father York;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this the hand that slew thy brother Rutland;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here's the heart that triumphs in their death" & @CRLF & _
                "	And cheers these hands that slew thy sire and brother" & @CRLF & _
                "	To execute the like upon thyself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so, have at thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They fight. WARWICK comes; CLIFFORD flies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Nay Warwick, single out some other chase;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I myself will hunt this wolf to death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Another part of the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Enter KING HENRY VI alone]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	This battle fares like to the morning's war," & @CRLF & _
                "	When dying clouds contend with growing light," & @CRLF & _
                "	What time the shepherd, blowing of his nails," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can neither call it perfect day nor night." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now sways it this way, like a mighty sea" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forced by the tide to combat with the wind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now sways it that way, like the selfsame sea" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forced to retire by fury of the wind:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sometime the flood prevails, and then the wind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now one the better, then another best;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both tugging to be victors, breast to breast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet neither conqueror nor conquered:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So is the equal of this fell war." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here on this molehill will I sit me down." & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom God will, there be the victory!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Margaret my queen, and Clifford too," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have chid me from the battle; swearing both" & @CRLF & _
                "	They prosper best of all when I am thence." & @CRLF & _
                "	Would I were dead! if God's good will were so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For what is in this world but grief and woe?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O God! methinks it were a happy life," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be no better than a homely swain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To sit upon a hill, as I do now," & @CRLF & _
                "	To carve out dials quaintly, point by point," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thereby to see the minutes how they run," & @CRLF & _
                "	How many make the hour full complete;" & @CRLF & _
                "	How many hours bring about the day;" & @CRLF & _
                "	How many days will finish up the year;" & @CRLF & _
                "	How many years a mortal man may live." & @CRLF & _
                "	When this is known, then to divide the times:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So many hours must I tend my flock;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So many hours must I take my rest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So many hours must I contemplate;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So many hours must I sport myself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So many days my ewes have been with young;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So many weeks ere the poor fools will ean:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So many years ere I shall shear the fleece:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So minutes, hours, days, months, and years," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pass'd over to the end they were created," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, what a life were this! how sweet! how lovely!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gives not the hawthorn-bush a sweeter shade" & @CRLF & _
                "	To shepherds looking on their silly sheep," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy" & @CRLF & _
                "	To kings that fear their subjects' treachery?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, yes, it doth; a thousand-fold it doth." & @CRLF & _
                "	And to conclude, the shepherd's homely curds," & @CRLF & _
                "	His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle." & @CRLF & _
                "	His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade," & @CRLF & _
                "	All which secure and sweetly he enjoys," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is far beyond a prince's delicates," & @CRLF & _
                "	His viands sparkling in a golden cup," & @CRLF & _
                "	His body couched in a curious bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	When care, mistrust, and treason waits on him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Enter a Son that has killed his father," & @CRLF & _
                "	dragging in the dead body]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Son	Ill blows the wind that profits nobody." & @CRLF & _
                "	This man, whom hand to hand I slew in fight," & @CRLF & _
                "	May be possessed with some store of crowns;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I, that haply take them from him now," & @CRLF & _
                "	May yet ere night yield both my life and them" & @CRLF & _
                "	To some man else, as this dead man doth me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who's this? O God! it is my father's face," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom in this conflict I unwares have kill'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	O heavy times, begetting such events!" & @CRLF & _
                "	From London by the king was I press'd forth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father, being the Earl of Warwick's man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Came on the part of York, press'd by his master;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I, who at his hands received my life, him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have by my hands of life bereaved him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pardon me, God, I knew not what I did!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pardon, father, for I knew not thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My tears shall wipe away these bloody marks;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And no more words till they have flow'd their fill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	O piteous spectacle! O bloody times!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles lions war and battle for their dens," & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor harmless lambs abide their enmity." & @CRLF & _
                "	Weep, wretched man, I'll aid thee tear for tear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let our hearts and eyes, like civil war," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be blind with tears, and break o'ercharged with grief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Father that has killed his son, bringing in the body]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Father	Thou that so stoutly hast resisted me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me thy gold, if thou hast any gold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I have bought it with an hundred blows." & @CRLF & _
                "	But let me see: is this our foeman's face?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, no, no, no, it is mine only son!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, boy, if any life be left in thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Throw up thine eye! see, see what showers arise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Blown with the windy tempest of my heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon thy words, that kill mine eye and heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, pity, God, this miserable age!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What stratagems, how fell, how butcherly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Erroneous, mutinous and unnatural," & @CRLF & _
                "	This deadly quarrel daily doth beget!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O boy, thy father gave thee life too soon," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hath bereft thee of thy life too late!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Woe above woe! grief more than common grief!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O that my death would stay these ruthful deeds!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O pity, pity, gentle heaven, pity!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The red rose and the white are on his face," & @CRLF & _
                "	The fatal colours of our striving houses:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The one his purple blood right well resembles;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The other his pale cheeks, methinks, presenteth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wither one rose, and let the other flourish;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you contend, a thousand lives must wither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Son	How will my mother for a father's death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take on with me and ne'er be satisfied!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Father	How will my wife for slaughter of my son" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shed seas of tears and ne'er be satisfied!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	How will the country for these woful chances" & @CRLF & _
                "	Misthink the king and not be satisfied!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Son	Was ever son so rued a father's death?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Father	Was ever father so bemoan'd his son?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Was ever king so grieved for subjects' woe?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Much is your sorrow; mine ten times so much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Son	I'll bear thee hence, where I may weep my fill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit with the body]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Father	These arms of mine shall be thy winding-sheet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart, sweet boy, shall be thy sepulchre," & @CRLF & _
                "	For from my heart thine image ne'er shall go;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My sighing breast shall be thy funeral bell;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so obsequious will thy father be," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even for the loss of thee, having no more," & @CRLF & _
                "	As Priam was for all his valiant sons." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll bear thee hence; and let them fight that will," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I have murdered where I should not kill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit with the body]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Sad-hearted men, much overgone with care," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here sits a king more woful than you are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarums: excursions. Enter QUEEN MARGARET, PRINCE" & @CRLF & _
                "	EDWARD, and EXETER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	Fly, father, fly! for all your friends are fled," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Warwick rages like a chafed bull:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Away! for death doth hold us in pursuit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Mount you, my lord; towards Berwick post amain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Edward and Richard, like a brace of greyhounds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Having the fearful flying hare in sight," & @CRLF & _
                "	With fiery eyes sparkling for very wrath," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bloody steel grasp'd in their ireful hands," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are at our backs; and therefore hence amain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	Away! for vengeance comes along with them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, stay not to expostulate, make speed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else come after: I'll away before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Nay, take me with thee, good sweet Exeter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not that I fear to stay, but love to go" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whither the queen intends. Forward; away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	Another part of the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A loud alarum. Enter CLIFFORD, wounded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFFORD	Here burns my candle out; ay, here it dies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, whiles it lasted, gave King Henry light." & @CRLF & _
                "	O Lancaster, I fear thy overthrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than my body's parting with my soul!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My love and fear glued many friends to thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, now I fall, thy tough commixture melts." & @CRLF & _
                "	Impairing Henry, strengthening misproud York," & @CRLF & _
                "	The common people swarm like summer flies;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And whither fly the gnats but to the sun?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And who shines now but Henry's enemies?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O Phoebus, hadst thou never given consent" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Phaethon should cheque thy fiery steeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy burning car never had scorch'd the earth!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, Henry, hadst thou sway'd as kings should do," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or as thy father and his father did," & @CRLF & _
                "	Giving no ground unto the house of York," & @CRLF & _
                "	They never then had sprung like summer flies;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I and ten thousand in this luckless realm" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had left no mourning widows for our death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou this day hadst kept thy chair in peace." & @CRLF & _
                "	For what doth cherish weeds but gentle air?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what makes robbers bold but too much lenity?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bootless are plaints, and cureless are my wounds;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No way to fly, nor strength to hold out flight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The foe is merciless, and will not pity;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For at their hands I have deserved no pity." & @CRLF & _
                "	The air hath got into my deadly wounds," & @CRLF & _
                "	And much effuse of blood doth make me faint." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, York and Richard, Warwick and the rest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I stabb'd your fathers' bosoms, split my breast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He faints]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum and retreat. Enter EDWARD, GEORGE, RICHARD," & @CRLF & _
                "	MONTAGUE, WARWICK, and Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	Now breathe we, lords: good fortune bids us pause," & @CRLF & _
                "	And smooth the frowns of war with peaceful looks." & @CRLF & _
                "	Some troops pursue the bloody-minded queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	That led calm Henry, though he were a king," & @CRLF & _
                "	As doth a sail, fill'd with a fretting gust," & @CRLF & _
                "	Command an argosy to stem the waves." & @CRLF & _
                "	But think you, lords, that Clifford fled with them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	No, 'tis impossible he should escape," & @CRLF & _
                "	For, though before his face I speak the words" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your brother Richard mark'd him for the grave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wheresoe'er he is, he's surely dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[CLIFFORD groans, and dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	Whose soul is that which takes her heavy leave?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	A deadly groan, like life and death's departing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	See who it is: and, now the battle's ended," & @CRLF & _
                "	If friend or foe, let him be gently used." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Revoke that doom of mercy, for 'tis Clifford;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who not contented that he lopp'd the branch" & @CRLF & _
                "	In hewing Rutland when his leaves put forth," & @CRLF & _
                "	But set his murdering knife unto the root" & @CRLF & _
                "	From whence that tender spray did sweetly spring," & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean our princely father, Duke of York." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	From off the gates of York fetch down the head," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your father's head, which Clifford placed there;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Instead whereof let this supply the room:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Measure for measure must be answered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	Bring forth that fatal screech-owl to our house," & @CRLF & _
                "	That nothing sung but death to us and ours:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now death shall stop his dismal threatening sound," & @CRLF & _
                "	And his ill-boding tongue no more shall speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	I think his understanding is bereft." & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak, Clifford, dost thou know who speaks to thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dark cloudy death o'ershades his beams of life," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he nor sees nor hears us what we say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	O, would he did! and so perhaps he doth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis but his policy to counterfeit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because he would avoid such bitter taunts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which in the time of death he gave our father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GEORGE	If so thou think'st, vex him with eager words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Clifford, ask mercy and obtain no grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	Clifford, repent in bootless penitence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Clifford, devise excuses for thy faults." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GEORGE	While we devise fell tortures for thy faults." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Thou didst love York, and I am son to York." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	Thou pitied'st Rutland; I will pity thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GEORGE	Where's Captain Margaret, to fence you now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	They mock thee, Clifford: swear as thou wast wont." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	What, not an oath? nay, then the world goes hard" & @CRLF & _
                "	When Clifford cannot spare his friends an oath." & @CRLF & _
                "	I know by that he's dead; and, by my soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	If this right hand would buy two hour's life," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I in all despite might rail at him," & @CRLF & _
                "	This hand should chop it off, and with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	issuing blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stifle the villain whose unstanched thirst" & @CRLF & _
                "	York and young Rutland could not satisfy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Ay, but he's dead: off with the traitor's head," & @CRLF & _
                "	And rear it in the place your father's stands." & @CRLF & _
                "	And now to London with triumphant march," & @CRLF & _
                "	There to be crowned England's royal king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	From whence shall Warwick cut the sea to France," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ask the Lady Bona for thy queen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So shalt thou sinew both these lands together;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, having France thy friend, thou shalt not dread" & @CRLF & _
                "	The scatter'd foe that hopes to rise again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For though they cannot greatly sting to hurt," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet look to have them buzz to offend thine ears." & @CRLF & _
                "	First will I see the coronation;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then to Brittany I'll cross the sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	To effect this marriage, so it please my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	Even as thou wilt, sweet Warwick, let it be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For in thy shoulder do I build my seat," & @CRLF & _
                "	And never will I undertake the thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein thy counsel and consent is wanting." & @CRLF & _
                "	Richard, I will create thee Duke of Gloucester," & @CRLF & _
                "	And George, of Clarence: Warwick, as ourself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall do and undo as him pleaseth best." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Let me be Duke of Clarence, George of Gloucester;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Gloucester's dukedom is too ominous." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Tut, that's a foolish observation:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Richard, be Duke of Gloucester. Now to London," & @CRLF & _
                "	To see these honours in possession." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A forest in the north of England." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two Keepers, with cross-bows in their hands]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Keeper	Under this thick-grown brake we'll shroud ourselves;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For through this laund anon the deer will come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in this covert will we make our stand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Culling the principal of all the deer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Keeper	I'll stay above the hill, so both may shoot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Keeper	That cannot be; the noise of thy cross-bow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will scare the herd, and so my shoot is lost." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here stand we both, and aim we at the best:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for the time shall not seem tedious," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll tell thee what befell me on a day" & @CRLF & _
                "	In this self-place where now we mean to stand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Keeper	Here comes a man; let's stay till he be past." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING HENRY VI, disguised, with a prayerbook]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	From Scotland am I stol'n, even of pure love," & @CRLF & _
                "	To greet mine own land with my wishful sight." & @CRLF & _
                "	No, Harry, Harry, 'tis no land of thine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy place is fill'd, thy sceptre wrung from thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy balm wash'd off wherewith thou wast anointed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No bending knee will call thee Caesar now," & @CRLF & _
                "	No humble suitors press to speak for right," & @CRLF & _
                "	No, not a man comes for redress of thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For how can I help them, and not myself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Keeper	Ay, here's a deer whose skin's a keeper's fee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the quondam king; let's seize upon him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Let me embrace thee, sour adversity," & @CRLF & _
                "	For wise men say it is the wisest course." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Keeper	Why linger we? let us lay hands upon him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Keeper	Forbear awhile; we'll hear a little more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	My queen and son are gone to France for aid;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as I hear, the great commanding Warwick" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is thither gone, to crave the French king's sister" & @CRLF & _
                "	To wife for Edward: if this news be true," & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor queen and son, your labour is but lost;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Warwick is a subtle orator," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Lewis a prince soon won with moving words." & @CRLF & _
                "	By this account then Margaret may win him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For she's a woman to be pitied much:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her sighs will make a battery in his breast;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her tears will pierce into a marble heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The tiger will be mild whiles she doth mourn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Nero will be tainted with remorse," & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear and see her plaints, her brinish tears." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, but she's come to beg, Warwick to give;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She, on his left side, craving aid for Henry," & @CRLF & _
                "	He, on his right, asking a wife for Edward." & @CRLF & _
                "	She weeps, and says her Henry is deposed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He smiles, and says his Edward is install'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That she, poor wretch, for grief can speak no more;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles Warwick tells his title, smooths the wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "	Inferreth arguments of mighty strength," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in conclusion wins the king from her," & @CRLF & _
                "	With promise of his sister, and what else," & @CRLF & _
                "	To strengthen and support King Edward's place." & @CRLF & _
                "	O Margaret, thus 'twill be; and thou, poor soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	Art then forsaken, as thou went'st forlorn!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Keeper	Say, what art thou that talk'st of kings and queens?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	More than I seem, and less than I was born to:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A man at least, for less I should not be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And men may talk of kings, and why not I?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Keeper	Ay, but thou talk'st as if thou wert a king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Why, so I am, in mind; and that's enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Keeper	But, if thou be a king, where is thy crown?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	My crown is in my heart, not on my head;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not decked with diamonds and Indian stones," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor to be seen: my crown is called content:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A crown it is that seldom kings enjoy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Keeper	Well, if you be a king crown'd with content," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your crown content and you must be contented" & @CRLF & _
                "	To go along with us; for as we think," & @CRLF & _
                "	You are the king King Edward hath deposed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And we his subjects sworn in all allegiance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will apprehend you as his enemy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	But did you never swear, and break an oath?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Keeper	No, never such an oath; nor will not now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Where did you dwell when I was King of England?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Keeper	Here in this country, where we now remain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	I was anointed king at nine months old;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father and my grandfather were kings," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you were sworn true subjects unto me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell me, then, have you not broke your oaths?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Keeper	No;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For we were subjects but while you were king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Why, am I dead? do I not breathe a man?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, simple men, you know not what you swear!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, as I blow this feather from my face," & @CRLF & _
                "	And as the air blows it to me again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Obeying with my wind when I do blow," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yielding to another when it blows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Commanded always by the greater gust;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such is the lightness of you common men." & @CRLF & _
                "	But do not break your oaths; for of that sin" & @CRLF & _
                "	My mild entreaty shall not make you guilty." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go where you will, the king shall be commanded;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And be you kings, command, and I'll obey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Keeper	We are true subjects to the king, King Edward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	So would you be again to Henry," & @CRLF & _
                "	If he were seated as King Edward is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Keeper	We charge you, in God's name, and the king's," & @CRLF & _
                "	To go with us unto the officers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	In God's name, lead; your king's name be obey'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what God will, that let your king perform;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what he will, I humbly yield unto." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	London. The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING EDWARD IV, GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	LADY GREY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Brother of Gloucester, at Saint Alban's field" & @CRLF & _
                "	This lady's husband, Sir Richard Grey, was slain," & @CRLF & _
                "	His lands then seized on by the conqueror:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her suit is now to repossess those lands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which we in justice cannot well deny," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because in quarrel of the house of York" & @CRLF & _
                "	The worthy gentleman did lose his life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Your highness shall do well to grant her suit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It were dishonour to deny it her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	It were no less; but yet I'll make a pause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Aside to CLARENCE]  Yea, is it so?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I see the lady hath a thing to grant," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before the king will grant her humble suit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	[Aside to GLOUCESTER]  He knows the game: how true" & @CRLF & _
                "	he keeps the wind!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Aside to CLARENCE]  Silence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Widow, we will consider of your suit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And come some other time to know our mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	Right gracious lord, I cannot brook delay:" & @CRLF & _
                "	May it please your highness to resolve me now;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what your pleasure is, shall satisfy me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Aside to CLARENCE]  Ay, widow? then I'll warrant" & @CRLF & _
                "	you all your lands," & @CRLF & _
                "	An if what pleases him shall pleasure you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fight closer, or, good faith, you'll catch a blow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	[Aside to GLOUCESTER]  I fear her not, unless she" & @CRLF & _
                "	chance to fall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Aside to CLARENCE] God forbid that! for he'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	take vantages." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	How many children hast thou, widow? tell me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	[Aside to GLOUCESTER]  I think he means to beg a" & @CRLF & _
                "	child of her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Aside to CLARENCE]  Nay, whip me then: he'll rather" & @CRLF & _
                "	give her two." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	Three, my most gracious lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Aside to CLARENCE]  You shall have four, if you'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	be ruled by him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	'Twere pity they should lose their father's lands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	Be pitiful, dread lord, and grant it then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Lords, give us leave: I'll try this widow's wit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Aside to CLARENCE]  Ay, good leave have you; for" & @CRLF & _
                "	you will have leave," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till youth take leave and leave you to the crutch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[GLOUCESTER and CLARENCE retire]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Now tell me, madam, do you love your children?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	Ay, full as dearly as I love myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	And would you not do much to do them good?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	To do them good, I would sustain some harm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Then get your husband's lands, to do them good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	Therefore I came unto your majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	I'll tell you how these lands are to be got." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	So shall you bind me to your highness' service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	What service wilt thou do me, if I give them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	What you command, that rests in me to do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	But you will take exceptions to my boon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	No, gracious lord, except I cannot do it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Ay, but thou canst do what I mean to ask." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	Why, then I will do what your grace commands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Aside to CLARENCE]  He plies her hard; and much rain" & @CRLF & _
                "	wears the marble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	[Aside to GLOUCESTER]  As red as fire! nay, then" & @CRLF & _
                "	her wax must melt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	Why stops my lord, shall I not hear my task?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	An easy task; 'tis but to love a king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	That's soon perform'd, because I am a subject." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Why, then, thy husband's lands I freely give thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	I take my leave with many thousand thanks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Aside to CLARENCE]  The match is made; she seals it" & @CRLF & _
                "	with a curtsy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	But stay thee, 'tis the fruits of love I mean." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	The fruits of love I mean, my loving liege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Ay, but, I fear me, in another sense." & @CRLF & _
                "	What love, think'st thou, I sue so much to get?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	My love till death, my humble thanks, my prayers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That love which virtue begs and virtue grants." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	No, by my troth, I did not mean such love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	Why, then you mean not as I thought you did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	But now you partly may perceive my mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	My mind will never grant what I perceive" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your highness aims at, if I aim aright." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	To tell thee plain, I aim to lie with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	To tell you plain, I had rather lie in prison." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Why, then thou shalt not have thy husband's lands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	Why, then mine honesty shall be my dower;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For by that loss I will not purchase them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Therein thou wrong'st thy children mightily." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	Herein your highness wrongs both them and me." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, mighty lord, this merry inclination" & @CRLF & _
                "	Accords not with the sadness of my suit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Please you dismiss me either with 'ay' or 'no.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Ay, if thou wilt say 'ay' to my request;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No if thou dost say 'no' to my demand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	Then, no, my lord. My suit is at an end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Aside to CLARENCE]  The widow likes him not, she" & @CRLF & _
                "	knits her brows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	[Aside to GLOUCESTER]  He is the bluntest wooer in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Christendom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	[Aside]  Her looks do argue her replete with modesty;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her words do show her wit incomparable;" & @CRLF & _
                "	All her perfections challenge sovereignty:" & @CRLF & _
                "	One way or other, she is for a king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And she shall be my love, or else my queen.--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say that King Edward take thee for his queen?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	'Tis better said than done, my gracious lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am a subject fit to jest withal," & @CRLF & _
                "	But far unfit to be a sovereign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Sweet widow, by my state I swear to thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	I speak no more than what my soul intends;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that is, to enjoy thee for my love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	And that is more than I will yield unto:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know I am too mean to be your queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet too good to be your concubine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	You cavil, widow: I did mean, my queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY GREY	'Twill grieve your grace my sons should call you father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	No more than when my daughters call thee mother." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art a widow, and thou hast some children;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, by God's mother, I, being but a bachelor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have other some: why, 'tis a happy thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be the father unto many sons." & @CRLF & _
                "	Answer no more, for thou shalt be my queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Aside to CLARENCE]  The ghostly father now hath done" & @CRLF & _
                "	his shrift." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	[Aside to GLOUCESTER]  When he was made a shriver," & @CRLF & _
                "	'twas for shift." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Brothers, you muse what chat we two have had." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	The widow likes it not, for she looks very sad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	You'll think it strange if I should marry her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	To whom, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	                  Why, Clarence, to myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	That would be ten days' wonder at the least." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	That's a day longer than a wonder lasts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	By so much is the wonder in extremes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Well, jest on, brothers: I can tell you both" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her suit is granted for her husband's lands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Nobleman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nobleman	My gracious lord, Henry your foe is taken," & @CRLF & _
                "	And brought your prisoner to your palace gate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	See that he be convey'd unto the Tower:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And go we, brothers, to the man that took him," & @CRLF & _
                "	To question of his apprehension." & @CRLF & _
                "	Widow, go you along. Lords, use her honourably." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Ay, Edward will use women honourably." & @CRLF & _
                "	Would he were wasted, marrow, bones and all," & @CRLF & _
                "	That from his loins no hopeful branch may spring," & @CRLF & _
                "	To cross me from the golden time I look for!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet, between my soul's desire and me--" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lustful Edward's title buried--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is Clarence, Henry, and his son young Edward," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the unlook'd for issue of their bodies," & @CRLF & _
                "	To take their rooms, ere I can place myself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A cold premeditation for my purpose!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, then, I do but dream on sovereignty;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like one that stands upon a promontory," & @CRLF & _
                "	And spies a far-off shore where he would tread," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wishing his foot were equal with his eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	And chides the sea that sunders him from thence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Saying, he'll lade it dry to have his way:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So do I wish the crown, being so far off;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so I chide the means that keeps me from it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so I say, I'll cut the causes off," & @CRLF & _
                "	Flattering me with impossibilities." & @CRLF & _
                "	My eye's too quick, my heart o'erweens too much," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless my hand and strength could equal them." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, say there is no kingdom then for Richard;" & @CRLF & _
                "	What other pleasure can the world afford?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll make my heaven in a lady's lap," & @CRLF & _
                "	And deck my body in gay ornaments," & @CRLF & _
                "	And witch sweet ladies with my words and looks." & @CRLF & _
                "	O miserable thought! and more unlikely" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than to accomplish twenty golden crowns!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, love forswore me in my mother's womb:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for I should not deal in her soft laws," & @CRLF & _
                "	She did corrupt frail nature with some bribe," & @CRLF & _
                "	To shrink mine arm up like a wither'd shrub;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make an envious mountain on my back," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where sits deformity to mock my body;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To shape my legs of an unequal size;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To disproportion me in every part," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to a chaos, or an unlick'd bear-whelp" & @CRLF & _
                "	That carries no impression like the dam." & @CRLF & _
                "	And am I then a man to be beloved?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O monstrous fault, to harbour such a thought!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, since this earth affords no joy to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	But to command, to cheque, to o'erbear such" & @CRLF & _
                "	As are of better person than myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll make my heaven to dream upon the crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, whiles I live, to account this world but hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	Until my mis-shaped trunk that bears this head" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be round impaled with a glorious crown." & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet I know not how to get the crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	For many lives stand between me and home:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I,--like one lost in a thorny wood," & @CRLF & _
                "	That rends the thorns and is rent with the thorns," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seeking a way and straying from the way;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not knowing how to find the open air," & @CRLF & _
                "	But toiling desperately to find it out,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Torment myself to catch the English crown:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And from that torment I will free myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or hew my way out with a bloody axe." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, I can smile, and murder whiles I smile," & @CRLF & _
                "	And cry 'Content' to that which grieves my heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wet my cheeks with artificial tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	And frame my face to all occasions." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll drown more sailors than the mermaid shall;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll slay more gazers than the basilisk;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll play the orator as well as Nestor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deceive more slily than Ulysses could," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, like a Sinon, take another Troy." & @CRLF & _
                "	I can add colours to the chameleon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Change shapes with Proteus for advantages," & @CRLF & _
                "	And set the murderous Machiavel to school." & @CRLF & _
                "	Can I do this, and cannot get a crown?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tut, were it farther off, I'll pluck it down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	France. KING LEWIS XI's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter KING LEWIS XI, his sister BONA," & @CRLF & _
                "	his Admiral, called BOURBON, PRINCE EDWARD, QUEEN" & @CRLF & _
                "	MARGARET, and OXFORD. KING LEWIS XI sits, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	riseth up again]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEWIS XI	Fair Queen of England, worthy Margaret," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sit down with us: it ill befits thy state" & @CRLF & _
                "	And birth, that thou shouldst stand while Lewis doth sit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	No, mighty King of France: now Margaret" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must strike her sail and learn awhile to serve" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where kings command. I was, I must confess," & @CRLF & _
                "	Great Albion's queen in former golden days:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But now mischance hath trod my title down," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with dishonour laid me on the ground;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where I must take like seat unto my fortune," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to my humble seat conform myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEWIS XI	Why, say, fair queen, whence springs this deep despair?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	From such a cause as fills mine eyes with tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	And stops my tongue, while heart is drown'd in cares." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEWIS XI	Whate'er it be, be thou still like thyself," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sit thee by our side:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Seats her by him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		    Yield not thy neck" & @CRLF & _
                "	To fortune's yoke, but let thy dauntless mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Still ride in triumph over all mischance." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be plain, Queen Margaret, and tell thy grief;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It shall be eased, if France can yield relief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Those gracious words revive my drooping thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	And give my tongue-tied sorrows leave to speak." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, therefore, be it known to noble Lewis," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Henry, sole possessor of my love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is of a king become a banish'd man," & @CRLF & _
                "	And forced to live in Scotland a forlorn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	While proud ambitious Edward Duke of York" & @CRLF & _
                "	Usurps the regal title and the seat" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of England's true-anointed lawful king." & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the cause that I, poor Margaret," & @CRLF & _
                "	With this my son, Prince Edward, Henry's heir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Am come to crave thy just and lawful aid;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if thou fail us, all our hope is done:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Scotland hath will to help, but cannot help;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our people and our peers are both misled," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our treasures seized, our soldiers put to flight," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as thou seest, ourselves in heavy plight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEWIS XI	Renowned queen, with patience calm the storm," & @CRLF & _
                "	While we bethink a means to break it off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	The more we stay, the stronger grows our foe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEWIS XI	The more I stay, the more I'll succor thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	O, but impatience waiteth on true sorrow." & @CRLF & _
                "	And see where comes the breeder of my sorrow!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter WARWICK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEWIS XI	What's he approacheth boldly to our presence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Our Earl of Warwick, Edward's greatest friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEWIS XI	Welcome, brave Warwick! What brings thee to France?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He descends. She ariseth]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Ay, now begins a second storm to rise;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this is he that moves both wind and tide." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	From worthy Edward, King of Albion," & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord and sovereign, and thy vowed friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	I come, in kindness and unfeigned love," & @CRLF & _
                "	First, to do greetings to thy royal person;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then to crave a league of amity;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And lastly, to confirm that amity" & @CRLF & _
                "	With a nuptial knot, if thou vouchsafe to grant" & @CRLF & _
                "	That virtuous Lady Bona, thy fair sister," & @CRLF & _
                "	To England's king in lawful marriage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	[Aside]  If that go forward, Henry's hope is done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	[To BONA]  And, gracious madam, in our king's behalf," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am commanded, with your leave and favour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Humbly to kiss your hand, and with my tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	To tell the passion of my sovereign's heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where fame, late entering at his heedful ears," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath placed thy beauty's image and thy virtue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	King Lewis and Lady Bona, hear me speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before you answer Warwick. His demand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Springs not from Edward's well-meant honest love," & @CRLF & _
                "	But from deceit bred by necessity;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For how can tyrants safely govern home," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless abroad they purchase great alliance?" & @CRLF & _
                "	To prove him tyrant this reason may suffice," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Henry liveth still: but were he dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet here Prince Edward stands, King Henry's son." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, therefore, Lewis, that by this league and marriage" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou draw not on thy danger and dishonour;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For though usurpers sway the rule awhile," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet heavens are just, and time suppresseth wrongs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Injurious Margaret!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	And why not queen?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Because thy father Henry did usurp;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou no more are prince than she is queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OXFORD	Then Warwick disannuls great John of Gaunt," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which did subdue the greatest part of Spain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, after John of Gaunt, Henry the Fourth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose wisdom was a mirror to the wisest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, after that wise prince, Henry the Fifth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who by his prowess conquered all France:" & @CRLF & _
                "	From these our Henry lineally descends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Oxford, how haps it, in this smooth discourse," & @CRLF & _
                "	You told not how Henry the Sixth hath lost" & @CRLF & _
                "	All that which Henry Fifth had gotten?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks these peers of France should smile at that." & @CRLF & _
                "	But for the rest, you tell a pedigree" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of threescore and two years; a silly time" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make prescription for a kingdom's worth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OXFORD	Why, Warwick, canst thou speak against thy liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom thou obeyed'st thirty and six years," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not bewray thy treason with a blush?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Can Oxford, that did ever fence the right," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now buckler falsehood with a pedigree?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For shame! leave Henry, and call Edward king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OXFORD	Call him my king by whose injurious doom" & @CRLF & _
                "	My elder brother, the Lord Aubrey Vere," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was done to death? and more than so, my father," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in the downfall of his mellow'd years," & @CRLF & _
                "	When nature brought him to the door of death?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, Warwick, no; while life upholds this arm," & @CRLF & _
                "	This arm upholds the house of Lancaster." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	And I the house of York." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEWIS XI	Queen Margaret, Prince Edward, and Oxford," & @CRLF & _
                "	Vouchsafe, at our request, to stand aside," & @CRLF & _
                "	While I use further conference with Warwick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They stand aloof]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Heavens grant that Warwick's words bewitch him not!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEWIS XI	Now Warwick, tell me, even upon thy conscience," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is Edward your true king? for I were loath" & @CRLF & _
                "	To link with him that were not lawful chosen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Thereon I pawn my credit and mine honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEWIS XI	But is he gracious in the people's eye?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	The more that Henry was unfortunate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEWIS XI	Then further, all dissembling set aside," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me for truth the measure of his love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto our sister Bona." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Such it seems" & @CRLF & _
                "	As may beseem a monarch like himself." & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself have often heard him say and swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	That this his love was an eternal plant," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereof the root was fix'd in virtue's ground," & @CRLF & _
                "	The leaves and fruit maintain'd with beauty's sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	Exempt from envy, but not from disdain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless the Lady Bona quit his pain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEWIS XI	Now, sister, let us hear your firm resolve." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BONA	Your grant, or your denial, shall be mine:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To WARWICK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet I confess that often ere this day," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I have heard your king's desert recounted," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine ear hath tempted judgment to desire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEWIS XI	Then, Warwick, thus: our sister shall be Edward's;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now forthwith shall articles be drawn" & @CRLF & _
                "	Touching the jointure that your king must make," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which with her dowry shall be counterpoised." & @CRLF & _
                "	Draw near, Queen Margaret, and be a witness" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Bona shall be wife to the English king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	To Edward, but not to the English king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Deceitful Warwick! it was thy device" & @CRLF & _
                "	By this alliance to make void my suit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before thy coming Lewis was Henry's friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEWIS XI	And still is friend to him and Margaret:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if your title to the crown be weak," & @CRLF & _
                "	As may appear by Edward's good success," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then 'tis but reason that I be released" & @CRLF & _
                "	From giving aid which late I promised." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet shall you have all kindness at my hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	That your estate requires and mine can yield." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Henry now lives in Scotland at his ease," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where having nothing, nothing can he lose." & @CRLF & _
                "	And as for you yourself, our quondam queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	You have a father able to maintain you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And better 'twere you troubled him than France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Peace, impudent and shameless Warwick, peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Proud setter up and puller down of kings!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not hence, till, with my talk and tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	Both full of truth, I make King Lewis behold" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy sly conveyance and thy lord's false love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For both of you are birds of selfsame feather." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Post blows a horn within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEWIS XI	Warwick, this is some post to us or thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Post]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Post	[To WARWICK]  My lord ambassador, these letters are for you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sent from your brother, Marquess Montague:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To KING LEWIS XI]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	These from our king unto your majesty:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To QUEEN MARGARET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, madam, these for you; from whom I know not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They all read their letters]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OXFORD	I like it well that our fair queen and mistress" & @CRLF & _
                "	Smiles at her news, while Warwick frowns at his." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	Nay, mark how Lewis stamps, as he were nettled:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hope all's for the best." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEWIS XI	Warwick, what are thy news? and yours, fair queen?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Mine, such as fill my heart with unhoped joys." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Mine, full of sorrow and heart's discontent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEWIS XI	What! has your king married the Lady Grey!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now, to soothe your forgery and his," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sends me a paper to persuade me patience?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is this the alliance that he seeks with France?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dare he presume to scorn us in this manner?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	I told your majesty as much before:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This proveth Edward's love and Warwick's honesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	King Lewis, I here protest, in sight of heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by the hope I have of heavenly bliss," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I am clear from this misdeed of Edward's," & @CRLF & _
                "	No more my king, for he dishonours me," & @CRLF & _
                "	But most himself, if he could see his shame." & @CRLF & _
                "	Did I forget that by the house of York" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father came untimely to his death?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did I let pass the abuse done to my niece?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did I impale him with the regal crown?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did I put Henry from his native right?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And am I guerdon'd at the last with shame?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shame on himself! for my desert is honour:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to repair my honour lost for him," & @CRLF & _
                "	I here renounce him and return to Henry." & @CRLF & _
                "	My noble queen, let former grudges pass," & @CRLF & _
                "	And henceforth I am thy true servitor:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will revenge his wrong to Lady Bona," & @CRLF & _
                "	And replant Henry in his former state." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Warwick, these words have turn'd my hate to love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I forgive and quite forget old faults," & @CRLF & _
                "	And joy that thou becomest King Henry's friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	So much his friend, ay, his unfeigned friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, if King Lewis vouchsafe to furnish us" & @CRLF & _
                "	With some few bands of chosen soldiers," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll undertake to land them on our coast" & @CRLF & _
                "	And force the tyrant from his seat by war." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not his new-made bride shall succor him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And as for Clarence, as my letters tell me," & @CRLF & _
                "	He's very likely now to fall from him," & @CRLF & _
                "	For matching more for wanton lust than honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or than for strength and safety of our country." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BONA	Dear brother, how shall Bona be revenged" & @CRLF & _
                "	But by thy help to this distressed queen?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Renowned prince, how shall poor Henry live," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless thou rescue him from foul despair?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BONA	My quarrel and this English queen's are one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	And mine, fair lady Bona, joins with yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEWIS XI	And mine with hers, and thine, and Margaret's." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore at last I firmly am resolved" & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall have aid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Let me give humble thanks for all at once." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEWIS XI	Then, England's messenger, return in post," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell false Edward, thy supposed king," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Lewis of France is sending over masquers" & @CRLF & _
                "	To revel it with him and his new bride:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou seest what's past, go fear thy king withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BONA	Tell him, in hope he'll prove a widower shortly," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll wear the willow garland for his sake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Tell him, my mourning weeds are laid aside," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I am ready to put armour on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Tell him from me that he hath done me wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore I'll uncrown him ere't be long." & @CRLF & _
                "	There's thy reward: be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Post]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEWIS XI	But, Warwick," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou and Oxford, with five thousand men," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall cross the seas, and bid false Edward battle;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as occasion serves, this noble queen" & @CRLF & _
                "	And prince shall follow with a fresh supply." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, ere thou go, but answer me one doubt," & @CRLF & _
                "	What pledge have we of thy firm loyalty?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	This shall assure my constant loyalty," & @CRLF & _
                "	That if our queen and this young prince agree," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll join mine eldest daughter and my joy" & @CRLF & _
                "	To him forthwith in holy wedlock bands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Yes, I agree, and thank you for your motion." & @CRLF & _
                "	Son Edward, she is fair and virtuous," & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore delay not, give thy hand to Warwick;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, with thy hand, thy faith irrevocable," & @CRLF & _
                "	That only Warwick's daughter shall be thine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	Yes, I accept her, for she well deserves it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here, to pledge my vow, I give my hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He gives his hand to WARWICK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEWIS XI	Why stay we now? These soldiers shall be levied," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou, Lord Bourbon, our high admiral," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shalt waft them over with our royal fleet." & @CRLF & _
                "	I long till Edward fall by war's mischance," & @CRLF & _
                "	For mocking marriage with a dame of France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but WARWICK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	I came from Edward as ambassador," & @CRLF & _
                "	But I return his sworn and mortal foe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Matter of marriage was the charge he gave me," & @CRLF & _
                "	But dreadful war shall answer his demand." & @CRLF & _
                "	Had he none else to make a stale but me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then none but I shall turn his jest to sorrow." & @CRLF & _
                "	I was the chief that raised him to the crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I'll be chief to bring him down again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not that I pity Henry's misery," & @CRLF & _
                "	But seek revenge on Edward's mockery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	London. The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE, SOMERSET, and MONTAGUE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Now tell me, brother Clarence, what think you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this new marriage with the Lady Grey?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath not our brother made a worthy choice?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	Alas, you know, 'tis far from hence to France;" & @CRLF & _
                "	How could he stay till Warwick made return?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	My lords, forbear this talk; here comes the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	And his well-chosen bride." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	I mind to tell him plainly what I think." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD IV, attended; QUEEN" & @CRLF & _
                "	ELIZABETH, PEMBROKE, STAFFORD, HASTINGS, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Now, brother of Clarence, how like you our choice," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you stand pensive, as half malcontent?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	As well as Lewis of France, or the Earl of Warwick," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which are so weak of courage and in judgment" & @CRLF & _
                "	That they'll take no offence at our abuse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Suppose they take offence without a cause," & @CRLF & _
                "	They are but Lewis and Warwick: I am Edward," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your king and Warwick's, and must have my will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	And shall have your will, because our king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet hasty marriage seldom proveth well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Yea, brother Richard, are you offended too?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Not I:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, God forbid that I should wish them sever'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom God hath join'd together; ay, and 'twere pity" & @CRLF & _
                "	To sunder them that yoke so well together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Setting your scorns and your mislike aside," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me some reason why the Lady Grey" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should not become my wife and England's queen." & @CRLF & _
                "	And you too, Somerset and Montague," & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak freely what you think." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	Then this is mine opinion: that King Lewis" & @CRLF & _
                "	Becomes your enemy, for mocking him" & @CRLF & _
                "	About the marriage of the Lady Bona." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	And Warwick, doing what you gave in charge," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is now dishonoured by this new marriage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	What if both Lewis and Warwick be appeased" & @CRLF & _
                "	By such invention as I can devise?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	Yet, to have join'd with France in such alliance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would more have strengthen'd this our commonwealth" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Gainst foreign storms than any home-bred marriage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	Why, knows not Montague that of itself" & @CRLF & _
                "	England is safe, if true within itself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	But the safer when 'tis back'd with France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	'Tis better using France than trusting France:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us be back'd with God and with the seas" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which He hath given for fence impregnable," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with their helps only defend ourselves;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In them and in ourselves our safety lies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	For this one speech Lord Hastings well deserves" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have the heir of the Lord Hungerford." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Ay, what of that? it was my will and grant;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for this once my will shall stand for law." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	And yet methinks your grace hath not done well," & @CRLF & _
                "	To give the heir and daughter of Lord Scales" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the brother of your loving bride;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She better would have fitted me or Clarence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in your bride you bury brotherhood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	Or else you would not have bestow'd the heir" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the Lord Bonville on your new wife's son," & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave your brothers to go speed elsewhere." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Alas, poor Clarence! is it for a wife" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou art malcontent? I will provide thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	In choosing for yourself, you show'd your judgment," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which being shallow, you give me leave" & @CRLF & _
                "	To play the broker in mine own behalf;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to that end I shortly mind to leave you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Leave me, or tarry, Edward will be king," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not be tied unto his brother's will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	My lords, before it pleased his majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	To raise my state to title of a queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do me but right, and you must all confess" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I was not ignoble of descent;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And meaner than myself have had like fortune." & @CRLF & _
                "	But as this title honours me and mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	So your dislike, to whom I would be pleasing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth cloud my joys with danger and with sorrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	My love, forbear to fawn upon their frowns:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What danger or what sorrow can befall thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	So long as Edward is thy constant friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	And their true sovereign, whom they must obey?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, whom they shall obey, and love thee too," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless they seek for hatred at my hands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which if they do, yet will I keep thee safe," & @CRLF & _
                "	And they shall feel the vengeance of my wrath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Aside]  I hear, yet say not much, but think the more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Post]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Now, messenger, what letters or what news" & @CRLF & _
                "	From France?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Post	My sovereign liege, no letters; and few words," & @CRLF & _
                "	But such as I, without your special pardon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dare not relate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Go to, we pardon thee: therefore, in brief," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me their words as near as thou canst guess them." & @CRLF & _
                "	What answer makes King Lewis unto our letters?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Post	At my depart, these were his very words:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Go tell false Edward, thy supposed king," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Lewis of France is sending over masquers" & @CRLF & _
                "	To revel it with him and his new bride.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Is Lewis so brave? belike he thinks me Henry." & @CRLF & _
                "	But what said Lady Bona to my marriage?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Post	These were her words, utter'd with mad disdain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tell him, in hope he'll prove a widower shortly," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll wear the willow garland for his sake.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	I blame not her, she could say little less;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She had the wrong. But what said Henry's queen?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I have heard that she was there in place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Post	'Tell him,' quoth she, 'my mourning weeds are done," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I am ready to put armour on.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Belike she minds to play the Amazon." & @CRLF & _
                "	But what said Warwick to these injuries?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Post	He, more incensed against your majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than all the rest, discharged me with these words:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tell him from me that he hath done me wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore I'll uncrown him ere't be long.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Ha! durst the traitor breathe out so proud words?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well I will arm me, being thus forewarn'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They shall have wars and pay for their presumption." & @CRLF & _
                "	But say, is Warwick friends with Margaret?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Post	Ay, gracious sovereign; they are so link'd in" & @CRLF & _
                "	friendship" & @CRLF & _
                "	That young Prince Edward marries Warwick's daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	Belike the elder; Clarence will have the younger." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, brother king, farewell, and sit you fast," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I will hence to Warwick's other daughter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, though I want a kingdom, yet in marriage" & @CRLF & _
                "	I may not prove inferior to yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "	You that love me and Warwick, follow me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit CLARENCE, and SOMERSET follows]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Aside]  Not I:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My thoughts aim at a further matter; I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stay not for the love of Edward, but the crown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Clarence and Somerset both gone to Warwick!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet am I arm'd against the worst can happen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And haste is needful in this desperate case." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pembroke and Stafford, you in our behalf" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go levy men, and make prepare for war;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are already, or quickly will be landed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself in person will straight follow you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt PEMBROKE and STAFFORD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, ere I go, Hastings and Montague," & @CRLF & _
                "	Resolve my doubt. You twain, of all the rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are near to Warwick by blood and by alliance:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me if you love Warwick more than me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If it be so, then both depart to him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I rather wish you foes than hollow friends:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if you mind to hold your true obedience," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me assurance with some friendly vow," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I may never have you in suspect." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	So God help Montague as he proves true!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	And Hastings as he favours Edward's cause!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Now, brother Richard, will you stand by us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Ay, in despite of all that shall withstand you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Why, so! then am I sure of victory." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now therefore let us hence; and lose no hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till we meet Warwick with his foreign power." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A plain in Warwickshire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter WARWICK and OXFORD, with French soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Trust me, my lord, all hitherto goes well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The common people by numbers swarm to us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLARENCE and SOMERSET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	But see where Somerset and Clarence come!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak suddenly, my lords, are we all friends?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	Fear not that, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Then, gentle Clarence, welcome unto Warwick;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And welcome, Somerset: I hold it cowardice" & @CRLF & _
                "	To rest mistrustful where a noble heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath pawn'd an open hand in sign of love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Else might I think that Clarence, Edward's brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were but a feigned friend to our proceedings:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But welcome, sweet Clarence; my daughter shall be thine." & @CRLF & _
                "	And now what rests but, in night's coverture," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy brother being carelessly encamp'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	His soldiers lurking in the towns about," & @CRLF & _
                "	And but attended by a simple guard," & @CRLF & _
                "	We may surprise and take him at our pleasure?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our scouts have found the adventure very easy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That as Ulysses and stout Diomede" & @CRLF & _
                "	With sleight and manhood stole to Rhesus' tents," & @CRLF & _
                "	And brought from thence the Thracian fatal steeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	So we, well cover'd with the night's black mantle," & @CRLF & _
                "	At unawares may beat down Edward's guard" & @CRLF & _
                "	And seize himself; I say not, slaughter him," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I intend but only to surprise him." & @CRLF & _
                "	You that will follow me to this attempt," & @CRLF & _
                "	Applaud the name of Henry with your leader." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They all cry, 'Henry!']" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, then, let's on our way in silent sort:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Warwick and his friends, God and Saint George!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Edward's camp, near Warwick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter three Watchmen, to guard KING EDWARD IV's tent]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Watchman	Come on, my masters, each man take his stand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king by this is set him down to sleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Watchman	What, will he not to bed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Watchman	Why, no; for he hath made a solemn vow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never to lie and take his natural rest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till Warwick or himself be quite suppress'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Watchman	To-morrow then belike shall be the day," & @CRLF & _
                "	If Warwick be so near as men report." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Watchman	But say, I pray, what nobleman is that" & @CRLF & _
                "	That with the king here resteth in his tent?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Watchman	'Tis the Lord Hastings, the king's chiefest friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Watchman	O, is it so? But why commands the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	That his chief followers lodge in towns about him," & @CRLF & _
                "	While he himself keeps in the cold field?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Watchman	'Tis the more honour, because more dangerous." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Watchman	Ay, but give me worship and quietness;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I like it better than a dangerous honour." & @CRLF & _
                "	If Warwick knew in what estate he stands," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis to be doubted he would waken him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Watchman	Unless our halberds did shut up his passage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Watchman	Ay, wherefore else guard we his royal tent," & @CRLF & _
                "	But to defend his person from night-foes?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter WARWICK, CLARENCE, OXFORD, SOMERSET, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	French soldiers, silent all]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	This is his tent; and see where stand his guard." & @CRLF & _
                "	Courage, my masters! honour now or never!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But follow me, and Edward shall be ours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Watchman	Who goes there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Watchman	Stay, or thou diest!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[WARWICK and the rest cry all, 'Warwick! Warwick!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	and set upon the Guard, who fly, crying, 'Arm!" & @CRLF & _
                "	arm!' WARWICK and the rest following them]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The drum playing and trumpet sounding, reenter" & @CRLF & _
                "	WARWICK, SOMERSET, and the rest, bringing KING" & @CRLF & _
                "	EDWARD IV out in his gown, sitting in a chair." & @CRLF & _
                "	RICHARD and HASTINGS fly over the stage]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	What are they that fly there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Richard and Hastings: let them go; here is The duke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	        The duke! Why, Warwick, when we parted," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou call'dst me king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Ay, but the case is alter'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When you disgraced me in my embassade," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then I degraded you from being king," & @CRLF & _
                "	And come now to create you Duke of York." & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas! how should you govern any kingdom," & @CRLF & _
                "	That know not how to use ambassadors," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor how to be contented with one wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor how to use your brothers brotherly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor how to study for the people's welfare," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor how to shroud yourself from enemies?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Yea, brother of Clarence, are thou here too?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, then I see that Edward needs must down." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, Warwick, in despite of all mischance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thee thyself and all thy complices," & @CRLF & _
                "	Edward will always bear himself as king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though fortune's malice overthrow my state," & @CRLF & _
                "	My mind exceeds the compass of her wheel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Then, for his mind, be Edward England's king:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Takes off his crown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	But Henry now shall wear the English crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	And be true king indeed, thou but the shadow." & @CRLF & _
                "	My Lord of Somerset, at my request," & @CRLF & _
                "	See that forthwith Duke Edward be convey'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto my brother, Archbishop of York." & @CRLF & _
                "	When I have fought with Pembroke and his fellows," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll follow you, and tell what answer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lewis and the Lady Bona send to him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, for a while farewell, good Duke of York." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They lead him out forcibly]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	What fates impose, that men must needs abide;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It boots not to resist both wind and tide." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit, guarded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OXFORD	What now remains, my lords, for us to do" & @CRLF & _
                "	But march to London with our soldiers?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Ay, that's the first thing that we have to do;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To free King Henry from imprisonment" & @CRLF & _
                "	And see him seated in the regal throne." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	London. The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter QUEEN ELIZABETH and RIVERS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	Madam, what makes you in this sudden change?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Why brother Rivers, are you yet to learn" & @CRLF & _
                "	What late misfortune is befall'n King Edward?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	What! loss of some pitch'd battle against Warwick?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	No, but the loss of his own royal person." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	Then is my sovereign slain?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Ay, almost slain, for he is taken prisoner," & @CRLF & _
                "	Either betray'd by falsehood of his guard" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or by his foe surprised at unawares:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as I further have to understand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is new committed to the Bishop of York," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fell Warwick's brother and by that our foe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	These news I must confess are full of grief;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, gracious madam, bear it as you may:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Warwick may lose, that now hath won the day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Till then fair hope must hinder life's decay." & @CRLF & _
                "	And I the rather wean me from despair" & @CRLF & _
                "	For love of Edward's offspring in my womb:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is it that makes me bridle passion" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bear with mildness my misfortune's cross;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, ay, for this I draw in many a tear" & @CRLF & _
                "	And stop the rising of blood-sucking sighs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest with my sighs or tears I blast or drown" & @CRLF & _
                "	King Edward's fruit, true heir to the English crown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	But, madam, where is Warwick then become?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	I am inform'd that he comes towards London," & @CRLF & _
                "	To set the crown once more on Henry's head:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Guess thou the rest; King Edward's friends must down," & @CRLF & _
                "	But, to prevent the tyrant's violence,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For trust not him that hath once broken faith,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll hence forthwith unto the sanctuary," & @CRLF & _
                "	To save at least the heir of Edward's right:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There shall I rest secure from force and fraud." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, therefore, let us fly while we may fly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If Warwick take us we are sure to die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	A park near Middleham Castle In Yorkshire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER, HASTINGS, and STANLEY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Now, my Lord Hastings and Sir William Stanley," & @CRLF & _
                "	Leave off to wonder why I drew you hither," & @CRLF & _
                "	Into this chiefest thicket of the park." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus stands the case: you know our king, my brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is prisoner to the bishop here, at whose hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath good usage and great liberty," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, often but attended with weak guard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Comes hunting this way to disport himself." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have advertised him by secret means" & @CRLF & _
                "	That if about this hour he make his way" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the colour of his usual game," & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall here find his friends with horse and men" & @CRLF & _
                "	To set him free from his captivity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING EDWARD IV and a Huntsman with him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Huntsman	This way, my lord; for this way lies the game." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Nay, this way, man: see where the huntsmen stand." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, brother of Gloucester, Lord Hastings, and the rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand you thus close, to steal the bishop's deer?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Brother, the time and case requireth haste:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your horse stands ready at the park-corner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	But whither shall we then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	To Lynn, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ship from thence to Flanders." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Well guess'd, believe me; for that was my meaning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Stanley, I will requite thy forwardness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	But wherefore stay we? 'tis no time to talk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Huntsman, what say'st thou? wilt thou go along?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Huntsman	Better do so than tarry and be hang'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Come then, away; let's ha' no more ado." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Bishop, farewell: shield thee from Warwick's frown;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pray that I may repossess the crown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	London. The Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter KING HENRY VI, CLARENCE, WARWICK," & @CRLF & _
                "	SOMERSET, HENRY OF RICHMOND, OXFORD, MONTAGUE, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lieutenant of the Tower]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Master lieutenant, now that God and friends" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have shaken Edward from the regal seat," & @CRLF & _
                "	And turn'd my captive state to liberty," & @CRLF & _
                "	My fear to hope, my sorrows unto joys," & @CRLF & _
                "	At our enlargement what are thy due fees?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lieutenant	Subjects may challenge nothing of their sovereigns;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if an humble prayer may prevail," & @CRLF & _
                "	I then crave pardon of your majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	For what, lieutenant? for well using me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, be thou sure I'll well requite thy kindness," & @CRLF & _
                "	For that it made my imprisonment a pleasure;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, such a pleasure as incaged birds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Conceive when after many moody thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	At last by notes of household harmony" & @CRLF & _
                "	They quite forget their loss of liberty." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, Warwick, after God, thou set'st me free," & @CRLF & _
                "	And chiefly therefore I thank God and thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He was the author, thou the instrument." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, that I may conquer fortune's spite" & @CRLF & _
                "	By living low, where fortune cannot hurt me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that the people of this blessed land" & @CRLF & _
                "	May not be punish'd with my thwarting stars," & @CRLF & _
                "	Warwick, although my head still wear the crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	I here resign my government to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	For thou art fortunate in all thy deeds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Your grace hath still been famed for virtuous;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now may seem as wise as virtuous," & @CRLF & _
                "	By spying and avoiding fortune's malice," & @CRLF & _
                "	For few men rightly temper with the stars:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet in this one thing let me blame your grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	For choosing me when Clarence is in place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	No, Warwick, thou art worthy of the sway," & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom the heavens in thy nativity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Adjudged an olive branch and laurel crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	As likely to be blest in peace and war;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore I yield thee my free consent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	And I choose Clarence only for protector." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Warwick and Clarence give me both your hands:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts," & @CRLF & _
                "	That no dissension hinder government:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I make you both protectors of this land," & @CRLF & _
                "	While I myself will lead a private life" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in devotion spend my latter days," & @CRLF & _
                "	To sin's rebuke and my Creator's praise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	What answers Clarence to his sovereign's will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	That he consents, if Warwick yield consent;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For on thy fortune I repose myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Why, then, though loath, yet must I be content:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll yoke together, like a double shadow" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Henry's body, and supply his place;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean, in bearing weight of government," & @CRLF & _
                "	While he enjoys the honour and his ease." & @CRLF & _
                "	And, Clarence, now then it is more than needful" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forthwith that Edward be pronounced a traitor," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all his lands and goods be confiscate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	What else? and that succession be determined." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Ay, therein Clarence shall not want his part." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	But, with the first of all your chief affairs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me entreat, for I command no more," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Margaret your queen and my son Edward" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be sent for, to return from France with speed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, till I see them here, by doubtful fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	My joy of liberty is half eclipsed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	It shall be done, my sovereign, with all speed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	My Lord of Somerset, what youth is that," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of whom you seem to have so tender care?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	My liege, it is young Henry, earl of Richmond." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Come hither, England's hope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Lays his hand on his head]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		       If secret powers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Suggest but truth to my divining thoughts," & @CRLF & _
                "	This pretty lad will prove our country's bliss." & @CRLF & _
                "	His looks are full of peaceful majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	His head by nature framed to wear a crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	His hand to wield a sceptre, and himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Likely in time to bless a regal throne." & @CRLF & _
                "	Make much of him, my lords, for this is he" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must help you more than you are hurt by me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Post]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	What news, my friend?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Post	That Edward is escaped from your brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fled, as he hears since, to Burgundy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Unsavoury news! but how made he escape?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Post	He was convey'd by Richard Duke of Gloucester" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the Lord Hastings, who attended him" & @CRLF & _
                "	In secret ambush on the forest side" & @CRLF & _
                "	And from the bishop's huntsmen rescued him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For hunting was his daily exercise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	My brother was too careless of his charge." & @CRLF & _
                "	But let us hence, my sovereign, to provide" & @CRLF & _
                "	A salve for any sore that may betide." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but SOMERSET, HENRY OF RICHMOND, and OXFORD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	My lord, I like not of this flight of Edward's;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For doubtless Burgundy will yield him help," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we shall have more wars before 't be long." & @CRLF & _
                "	As Henry's late presaging prophecy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did glad my heart with hope of this young Richmond," & @CRLF & _
                "	So doth my heart misgive me, in these conflicts" & @CRLF & _
                "	What may befall him, to his harm and ours:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, Lord Oxford, to prevent the worst," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forthwith we'll send him hence to Brittany," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till storms be past of civil enmity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OXFORD	Ay, for if Edward repossess the crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis like that Richmond with the rest shall down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	It shall be so; he shall to Brittany." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, therefore, let's about it speedily." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VII	Before York." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD IV, GLOUCESTER," & @CRLF & _
                "	HASTINGS, and Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Now, brother Richard, Lord Hastings, and the rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet thus far fortune maketh us amends," & @CRLF & _
                "	And says that once more I shall interchange" & @CRLF & _
                "	My waned state for Henry's regal crown." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well have we pass'd and now repass'd the seas" & @CRLF & _
                "	And brought desired help from Burgundy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What then remains, we being thus arrived" & @CRLF & _
                "	From Ravenspurgh haven before the gates of York," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that we enter, as into our dukedom?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	The gates made fast! Brother, I like not this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For many men that stumble at the threshold" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are well foretold that danger lurks within." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Tush, man, abodements must not now affright us:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By fair or foul means we must enter in," & @CRLF & _
                "	For hither will our friends repair to us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	My liege, I'll knock once more to summon them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, on the walls, the Mayor of York, and his Brethren]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Mayor	My lords, we were forewarned of your coming," & @CRLF & _
                "	And shut the gates for safety of ourselves;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For now we owe allegiance unto Henry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	But, master mayor, if Henry be your king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet Edward at the least is Duke of York." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Mayor	True, my good lord; I know you for no less." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Why, and I challenge nothing but my dukedom," & @CRLF & _
                "	As being well content with that alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Aside]  But when the fox hath once got in his nose," & @CRLF & _
                "	He'll soon find means to make the body follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	Why, master mayor, why stand you in a doubt?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Open the gates; we are King Henry's friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Mayor	Ay, say you so? the gates shall then be open'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They descend]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	A wise stout captain, and soon persuaded!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	The good old man would fain that all were well," & @CRLF & _
                "	So 'twere not 'long of him; but being enter'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	I doubt not, I, but we shall soon persuade" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both him and all his brothers unto reason." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Mayor and two Aldermen, below]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	So, master mayor: these gates must not be shut" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in the night or in the time of war." & @CRLF & _
                "	What! fear not, man, but yield me up the keys;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Takes his keys]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Edward will defend the town and thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all those friends that deign to follow me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[March. Enter MONTGOMERY, with drum and soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Brother, this is Sir John Montgomery," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our trusty friend, unless I be deceived." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Welcome, Sir John! But why come you in arms?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	To help King Edward in his time of storm," & @CRLF & _
                "	As every loyal subject ought to do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Thanks, good Montgomery; but we now forget" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our title to the crown and only claim" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our dukedom till God please to send the rest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	Then fare you well, for I will hence again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I came to serve a king and not a duke." & @CRLF & _
                "	Drummer, strike up, and let us march away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The drum begins to march]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Nay, stay, Sir John, awhile, and we'll debate" & @CRLF & _
                "	By what safe means the crown may be recover'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	What talk you of debating? in few words," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you'll not here proclaim yourself our king," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll leave you to your fortune and be gone" & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep them back that come to succor you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why shall we fight, if you pretend no title?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Why, brother, wherefore stand you on nice points?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	When we grow stronger, then we'll make our claim:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till then, 'tis wisdom to conceal our meaning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	Away with scrupulous wit! now arms must rule." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	And fearless minds climb soonest unto crowns." & @CRLF & _
                "	Brother, we will proclaim you out of hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The bruit thereof will bring you many friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Then be it as you will; for 'tis my right," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Henry but usurps the diadem." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	Ay, now my sovereign speaketh like himself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now will I be Edward's champion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	Sound trumpet; Edward shall be here proclaim'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, fellow-soldier, make thou proclamation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soldier	Edward the Fourth, by the grace of God, king of" & @CRLF & _
                "	England and France, and lord of Ireland, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	And whosoe'er gainsays King Edward's right," & @CRLF & _
                "	By this I challenge him to single fight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Throws down his gauntlet]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Long live Edward the Fourth!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Thanks, brave Montgomery; and thanks unto you all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If fortune serve me, I'll requite this kindness." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, for this night, let's harbour here in York;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when the morning sun shall raise his car" & @CRLF & _
                "	Above the border of this horizon," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll forward towards Warwick and his mates;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For well I wot that Henry is no soldier." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, froward Clarence! how evil it beseems thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	To flatter Henry and forsake thy brother!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, as we may, we'll meet both thee and Warwick." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come on, brave soldiers: doubt not of the day," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, that once gotten, doubt not of large pay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VIII	London. The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter KING HENRY VI, WARWICK, MONTAGUE," & @CRLF & _
                "	CLARENCE, EXETER, and OXFORD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	What counsel, lords? Edward from Belgia," & @CRLF & _
                "	With hasty Germans and blunt Hollanders," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath pass'd in safety through the narrow seas," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with his troops doth march amain to London;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And many giddy people flock to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Let's levy men, and beat him back again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	A little fire is quickly trodden out;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, being suffer'd, rivers cannot quench." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	In Warwickshire I have true-hearted friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not mutinous in peace, yet bold in war;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those will I muster up: and thou, son Clarence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shalt stir up in Suffolk, Norfolk, and in Kent," & @CRLF & _
                "	The knights and gentlemen to come with thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou, brother Montague, in Buckingham," & @CRLF & _
                "	Northampton and in Leicestershire, shalt find" & @CRLF & _
                "	Men well inclined to hear what thou command'st:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou, brave Oxford, wondrous well beloved," & @CRLF & _
                "	In Oxfordshire shalt muster up thy friends." & @CRLF & _
                "	My sovereign, with the loving citizens," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to his island girt in with the ocean," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or modest Dian circled with her nymphs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall rest in London till we come to him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fair lords, take leave and stand not to reply." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, my sovereign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Farewell, my Hector, and my Troy's true hope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	In sign of truth, I kiss your highness' hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Well-minded Clarence, be thou fortunate!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	Comfort, my lord; and so I take my leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OXFORD	And thus I seal my truth, and bid adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Sweet Oxford, and my loving Montague," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all at once, once more a happy farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Farewell, sweet lords: let's meet at Coventry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but KING HENRY VI and EXETER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Here at the palace I will rest awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "	Cousin of Exeter, what thinks your lordship?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks the power that Edward hath in field" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should not be able to encounter mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	The doubt is that he will seduce the rest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	That's not my fear; my meed hath got me fame:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have not stopp'd mine ears to their demands," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor posted off their suits with slow delays;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My pity hath been balm to heal their wounds," & @CRLF & _
                "	My mildness hath allay'd their swelling griefs," & @CRLF & _
                "	My mercy dried their water-flowing tears;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have not been desirous of their wealth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor much oppress'd them with great subsidies." & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor forward of revenge, though they much err'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then why should they love Edward more than me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, Exeter, these graces challenge grace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when the lion fawns upon the lamb," & @CRLF & _
                "	The lamb will never cease to follow him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Shout within. 'A Lancaster! A Lancaster!']" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	Hark, hark, my lord! what shouts are these?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING EDWARD IV, GLOUCESTER, and soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Seize on the shame-faced Henry, bear him hence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And once again proclaim us King of England." & @CRLF & _
                "	You are the fount that makes small brooks to flow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now stops thy spring; my sea sha$l suck them dry," & @CRLF & _
                "	And swell so much the higher by their ebb." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hence with him to the Tower; let him not speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt some with KING HENRY VI]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, lords, towards Coventry bend we our course" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where peremptory Warwick now remains:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sun shines hot; and, if we use delay," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cold biting winter mars our hoped-for hay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Away betimes, before his forces join," & @CRLF & _
                "	And take the great-grown traitor unawares:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brave warriors, march amain towards Coventry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Coventry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter WARWICK, the Mayor of Coventry, two Messengers," & @CRLF & _
                "	and others upon the walls]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Where is the post that came from valiant Oxford?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How far hence is thy lord, mine honest fellow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Messenger	By this at Dunsmore, marching hitherward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	How far off is our brother Montague?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is the post that came from Montague?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Messenger	By this at Daintry, with a puissant troop." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR JOHN SOMERVILLE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Say, Somerville, what says my loving son?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, by thy guess, how nigh is Clarence now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	At Southam I did leave him with his forces," & @CRLF & _
                "	And do expect him here some two hours hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drum heard]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Then Clarence is at hand, I hear his drum." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	It is not his, my lord; here Southam lies:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The drum your honour hears marcheth from Warwick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Who should that be? belike, unlook'd-for friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	They are at hand, and you shall quickly know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[March: flourish. Enter KING EDWARD IV, GLOUCESTER," & @CRLF & _
                "	and soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Go, trumpet, to the walls, and sound a parle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	See how the surly Warwick mans the wall!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	O unbid spite! is sportful Edward come?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where slept our scouts, or how are they seduced," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we could hear no news of his repair?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Now, Warwick, wilt thou ope the city gates," & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak gentle words and humbly bend thy knee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Call Edward king and at his hands beg mercy?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he shall pardon thee these outrages." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Nay, rather, wilt thou draw thy forces hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Confess who set thee up and pluck'd thee own," & @CRLF & _
                "	Call Warwick patron and be penitent?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou shalt still remain the Duke of York." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I thought, at least, he would have said the king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or did he make the jest against his will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Is not a dukedom, sir, a goodly gift?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Ay, by my faith, for a poor earl to give:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll do thee service for so good a gift." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	'Twas I that gave the kingdom to thy brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Why then 'tis mine, if but by Warwick's gift." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Thou art no Atlas for so great a weight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And weakling, Warwick takes his gift again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Henry is my king, Warwick his subject." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	But Warwick's king is Edward's prisoner:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, gallant Warwick, do but answer this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is the body when the head is off?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Alas, that Warwick had no more forecast," & @CRLF & _
                "	But, whiles he thought to steal the single ten," & @CRLF & _
                "	The king was slily finger'd from the deck!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You left poor Henry at the Bishop's palace," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, ten to one, you'll meet him in the Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	'Tis even so; yet you are Warwick still." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Come, Warwick, take the time; kneel down, kneel down:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, when? strike now, or else the iron cools." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	I had rather chop this hand off at a blow," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with the other fling it at thy face," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than bear so low a sail, to strike to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Sail how thou canst, have wind and tide thy friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	This hand, fast wound about thy coal-black hair" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall, whiles thy head is warm and new cut off," & @CRLF & _
                "	Write in the dust this sentence with thy blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Wind-changing Warwick now can change no more.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OXFORD, with drum and colours]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	O cheerful colours! see where Oxford comes!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OXFORD	Oxford, Oxford, for Lancaster!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He and his forces enter the city]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	The gates are open, let us enter too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	So other foes may set upon our backs." & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand we in good array; for they no doubt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will issue out again and bid us battle:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not, the city being but of small defence," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll quickly rouse the traitors in the same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	O, welcome, Oxford! for we want thy help." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MONTAGUE with drum and colours]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	Montague, Montague, for Lancaster!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He and his forces enter the city]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Thou and thy brother both shall buy this treason" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even with the dearest blood your bodies bear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	The harder match'd, the greater victory:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My mind presageth happy gain and conquest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SOMERSET, with drum and colours]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	Somerset, Somerset, for Lancaster!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He and his forces enter the city]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Two of thy name, both Dukes of Somerset," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have sold their lives unto the house of York;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou shalt be the third if this sword hold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLARENCE, with drum and colours]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	And lo, where George of Clarence sweeps along," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of force enough to bid his brother battle;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With whom an upright zeal to right prevails" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than the nature of a brother's love!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, Clarence, come; thou wilt, if Warwick call." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	Father of Warwick, know you what this means?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Taking his red rose out of his hat]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look here, I throw my infamy at thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not ruinate my father's house," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who gave his blood to lime the stones together," & @CRLF & _
                "	And set up Lancaster. Why, trow'st thou, Warwick," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Clarence is so harsh, so blunt, unnatural," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bend the fatal instruments of war" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against his brother and his lawful king?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perhaps thou wilt object my holy oath:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep that oath were more impiety" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than Jephthah's, when he sacrificed his daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am so sorry for my trespass made" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, to deserve well at my brother's hands," & @CRLF & _
                "	I here proclaim myself thy mortal foe," & @CRLF & _
                "	With resolution, wheresoe'er I meet thee--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I will meet thee, if thou stir abroad--" & @CRLF & _
                "	To plague thee for thy foul misleading me." & @CRLF & _
                "	And so, proud-hearted Warwick, I defy thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to my brother turn my blushing cheeks." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pardon me, Edward, I will make amends:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, Richard, do not frown upon my faults," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I will henceforth be no more unconstant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Now welcome more, and ten times more beloved," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than if thou never hadst deserved our hate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Welcome, good Clarence; this is brotherlike." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	O passing traitor, perjured and unjust!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	What, Warwick, wilt thou leave the town and fight?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or shall we beat the stones about thine ears?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Alas, I am not coop'd here for defence!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will away towards Barnet presently," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid thee battle, Edward, if thou darest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Yes, Warwick, Edward dares, and leads the way." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords, to the field; Saint George and victory!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt King Edward and his company. March. Warwick" & @CRLF & _
                "	and his company follow]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A field of battle near Barnet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum and excursions. Enter KING EDWARD IV, bringing" & @CRLF & _
                "	forth WARWICK wounded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	So, lie thou there: die thou, and die our fear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Warwick was a bug that fear'd us all." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, Montague, sit fast; I seek for thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Warwick's bones may keep thine company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Ah, who is nigh? come to me, friend or foe," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell me who is victor, York or Warwick?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why ask I that? my mangled body shows," & @CRLF & _
                "	My blood, my want of strength, my sick heart shows." & @CRLF & _
                "	That I must yield my body to the earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, by my fall, the conquest to my foe." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus yields the cedar to the axe's edge," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose arms gave shelter to the princely eagle," & @CRLF & _
                "	Under whose shade the ramping lion slept," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose top-branch overpeer'd Jove's spreading tree" & @CRLF & _
                "	And kept low shrubs from winter's powerful wind." & @CRLF & _
                "	These eyes, that now are dimm'd with death's black veil," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have been as piercing as the mid-day sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	To search the secret treasons of the world:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The wrinkles in my brows, now filled with blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were liken'd oft to kingly sepulchres;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For who lived king, but I could dig his grave?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And who durst mine when Warwick bent his brow?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lo, now my glory smear'd in dust and blood!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My parks, my walks, my manors that I had." & @CRLF & _
                "	Even now forsake me, and of all my lands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is nothing left me but my body's length." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, what is pomp, rule, reign, but earth and dust?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, live we how we can, yet die we must." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OXFORD and SOMERSET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	Ah, Warwick, Warwick! wert thou as we are." & @CRLF & _
                "	We might recover all our loss again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The queen from France hath brought a puissant power:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even now we heard the news: ah, could'st thou fly!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Why, then I would not fly. Ah, Montague," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou be there, sweet brother, take my hand." & @CRLF & _
                "	And with thy lips keep in my soul awhile!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou lovest me not; for, brother, if thou didst," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy tears would wash this cold congealed blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	That glues my lips and will not let me speak." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come quickly, Montague, or I am dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	Ah, Warwick! Montague hath breathed his last;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to the latest gasp cried out for Warwick," & @CRLF & _
                "	And said 'Commend me to my valiant brother.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And more he would have said, and more he spoke," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which sounded like a clamour in a vault," & @CRLF & _
                "	That mought not be distinguished; but at last" & @CRLF & _
                "	I well might hear, delivered with a groan," & @CRLF & _
                "	'O, farewell, Warwick!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	Sweet rest his soul! Fly, lords, and save yourselves;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Warwick bids you all farewell to meet in heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OXFORD	Away, away, to meet the queen's great power!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Here they bear away his body. Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Another part of the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD IV in triumph; with" & @CRLF & _
                "	GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE, and the rest]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Thus far our fortune keeps an upward course," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we are graced with wreaths of victory." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, in the midst of this bright-shining day," & @CRLF & _
                "	I spy a black, suspicious, threatening cloud," & @CRLF & _
                "	That will encounter with our glorious sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere he attain his easeful western bed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean, my lords, those powers that the queen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath raised in Gallia have arrived our coast" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as we hear, march on to fight with us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	A little gale will soon disperse that cloud" & @CRLF & _
                "	And blow it to the source from whence it came:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very beams will dry those vapours up," & @CRLF & _
                "	For every cloud engenders not a storm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	The queen is valued thirty thousand strong," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Somerset, with Oxford fled to her:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If she have time to breathe be well assured" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her faction will be full as strong as ours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	We are advertised by our loving friends" & @CRLF & _
                "	That they do hold their course toward Tewksbury:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We, having now the best at Barnet field," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will thither straight, for willingness rids way;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as we march, our strength will be augmented" & @CRLF & _
                "	In every county as we go along." & @CRLF & _
                "	Strike up the drum; cry 'Courage!' and away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Plains near Tewksbury." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[March. Enter QUEEN MARGARET, PRINCE EDWARD," & @CRLF & _
                "	SOMERSET, OXFORD, and soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Great lords, wise men ne'er sit and wail their loss," & @CRLF & _
                "	But cheerly seek how to redress their harms." & @CRLF & _
                "	What though the mast be now blown overboard," & @CRLF & _
                "	The cable broke, the holding-anchor lost," & @CRLF & _
                "	And half our sailors swallow'd in the flood?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet lives our pilot still. Is't meet that he" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should leave the helm and like a fearful lad" & @CRLF & _
                "	With tearful eyes add water to the sea" & @CRLF & _
                "	And give more strength to that which hath too much," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles, in his moan, the ship splits on the rock," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which industry and courage might have saved?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, what a shame! ah, what a fault were this!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say Warwick was our anchor; what of that?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Montague our topmost; what of him?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our slaughter'd friends the tackles; what of these?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, is not Oxford here another anchor?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Somerset another goodly mast?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The friends of France our shrouds and tacklings?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, though unskilful, why not Ned and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	For once allow'd the skilful pilot's charge?" & @CRLF & _
                "	We will not from the helm to sit and weep," & @CRLF & _
                "	But keep our course, though the rough wind say no," & @CRLF & _
                "	From shelves and rocks that threaten us with wreck." & @CRLF & _
                "	As good to chide the waves as speak them fair." & @CRLF & _
                "	And what is Edward but ruthless sea?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What Clarence but a quicksand of deceit?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Richard but a ragged fatal rock?" & @CRLF & _
                "	All these the enemies to our poor bark." & @CRLF & _
                "	Say you can swim; alas, 'tis but a while!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tread on the sand; why, there you quickly sink:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bestride the rock; the tide will wash you off," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else you famish; that's a threefold death." & @CRLF & _
                "	This speak I, lords, to let you understand," & @CRLF & _
                "	If case some one of you would fly from us," & @CRLF & _
                "	That there's no hoped-for mercy with the brothers" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than with ruthless waves, with sands and rocks." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, courage then! what cannot be avoided" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twere childish weakness to lament or fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	Methinks a woman of this valiant spirit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should, if a coward heard her speak these words," & @CRLF & _
                "	Infuse his breast with magnanimity" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make him, naked, foil a man at arms." & @CRLF & _
                "	I speak not this as doubting any here" & @CRLF & _
                "	For did I but suspect a fearful man" & @CRLF & _
                "	He should have leave to go away betimes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest in our need he might infect another" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make him of like spirit to himself." & @CRLF & _
                "	If any such be here--as God forbid!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him depart before we need his help." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OXFORD	Women and children of so high a courage," & @CRLF & _
                "	And warriors faint! why, 'twere perpetual shame." & @CRLF & _
                "	O brave young prince! thy famous grandfather" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth live again in thee: long mayst thou live" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bear his image and renew his glories!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	And he that will not fight for such a hope." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go home to bed, and like the owl by day," & @CRLF & _
                "	If he arise, be mock'd and wonder'd at." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Thanks, gentle Somerset; sweet Oxford, thanks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	And take his thanks that yet hath nothing else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Prepare you, lords, for Edward is at hand." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ready to fight; therefore be resolute." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OXFORD	 I thought no less: it is his policy" & @CRLF & _
                "	To haste thus fast, to find us unprovided." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	But he's deceived; we are in readiness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	This cheers my heart, to see your forwardness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OXFORD	Here pitch our battle; hence we will not budge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish and march. Enter KING EDWARD IV, GLOUCESTER," & @CRLF & _
                "	CLARENCE, and soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Brave followers, yonder stands the thorny wood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, by the heavens' assistance and your strength," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must by the roots be hewn up yet ere night." & @CRLF & _
                "	I need not add more fuel to your fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	For well I wot ye blaze to burn them out" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give signal to the fight, and to it, lords!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Lords, knights, and gentlemen, what I should say" & @CRLF & _
                "	My tears gainsay; for every word I speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ye see, I drink the water of mine eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, no more but this: Henry, your sovereign," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is prisoner to the foe; his state usurp'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	His realm a slaughter-house, his subjects slain," & @CRLF & _
                "	His statutes cancell'd and his treasure spent;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yonder is the wolf that makes this spoil." & @CRLF & _
                "	You fight in justice: then, in God's name, lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be valiant and give signal to the fight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Retreat. Excursions. Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Another part of the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD IV, GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE," & @CRLF & _
                "	and soldiers; with QUEEN MARGARET, OXFORD, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	SOMERSET, prisoners]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Now here a period of tumultuous broils." & @CRLF & _
                "	Away with Oxford to Hames Castle straight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Somerset, off with his guilty head." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, bear them hence; I will not hear them speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OXFORD	For my part, I'll not trouble thee with words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMERSET	Nor I, but stoop with patience to my fortune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Oxford and Somerset, guarded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	So part we sadly in this troublous world," & @CRLF & _
                "	To meet with joy in sweet Jerusalem." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Is proclamation made, that who finds Edward" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall have a high reward, and he his life?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	It is: and lo, where youthful Edward comes!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter soldiers, with PRINCE EDWARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Bring forth the gallant, let us hear him speak." & @CRLF & _
                "	What! can so young a thorn begin to prick?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Edward, what satisfaction canst thou make" & @CRLF & _
                "	For bearing arms, for stirring up my subjects," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the trouble thou hast turn'd me to?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	Speak like a subject, proud ambitious York!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Suppose that I am now my father's mouth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Resign thy chair, and where I stand kneel thou," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst I propose the selfsame words to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which traitor, thou wouldst have me answer to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Ah, that thy father had been so resolved!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	That you might still have worn the petticoat," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ne'er have stol'n the breech from Lancaster." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	Let AEsop fable in a winter's night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His currish riddles sort not with this place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	By heaven, brat, I'll plague ye for that word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Ay, thou wast born to be a plague to men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	For God's sake, take away this captive scold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	Nay, take away this scolding crookback rather." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Peace, wilful boy, or I will charm your tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	Untutor'd lad, thou art too malapert." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	I know my duty; you are all undutiful:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lascivious Edward, and thou perjured George," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou mis-shapen Dick, I tell ye all" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am your better, traitors as ye are:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou usurp'st my father's right and mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Take that, thou likeness of this railer here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Stabs him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Sprawl'st thou? take that, to end thy agony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Stabs him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	And there's for twitting me with perjury." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Stabs him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	O, kill me too!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Marry, and shall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Offers to kill her]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Hold, Richard, hold; for we have done too much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Why should she live, to fill the world with words?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	What, doth she swoon? use means for her recovery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Clarence, excuse me to the king my brother;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll hence to London on a serious matter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere ye come there, be sure to hear some news." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	What? what?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	The Tower, the Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	O Ned, sweet Ned! speak to thy mother, boy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Canst thou not speak? O traitors! murderers!" & @CRLF & _
                "	They that stabb'd Caesar shed no blood at all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did not offend, nor were not worthy blame," & @CRLF & _
                "	If this foul deed were by to equal it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He was a man; this, in respect, a child:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And men ne'er spend their fury on a child." & @CRLF & _
                "	What's worse than murderer, that I may name it?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, no, my heart will burst, and if I speak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will speak, that so my heart may burst." & @CRLF & _
                "	Butchers and villains! bloody cannibals!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How sweet a plant have you untimely cropp'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have no children, butchers! if you had," & @CRLF & _
                "	The thought of them would have stirr'd up remorse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if you ever chance to have a child," & @CRLF & _
                "	Look in his youth to have him so cut off" & @CRLF & _
                "	As, deathmen, you have rid this sweet young prince!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Away with her; go, bear her hence perforce." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Nay, never bear me hence, dispatch me here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here sheathe thy sword, I'll pardon thee my death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, wilt thou not? then, Clarence, do it thou." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	By heaven, I will not do thee so much ease." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Good Clarence, do; sweet Clarence, do thou do it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	Didst thou not hear me swear I would not do it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Ay, but thou usest to forswear thyself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twas sin before, but now 'tis charity." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, wilt thou not? Where is that devil's butcher," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hard-favour'd Richard? Richard, where art thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art not here: murder is thy alms-deed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Petitioners for blood thou ne'er put'st back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Away, I say; I charge ye, bear her hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	So come to you and yours, as to this Prince!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit, led out forcibly]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Where's Richard gone?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	To London, all in post; and, as I guess," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make a bloody supper in the Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	He's sudden, if a thing comes in his head." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now march we hence: discharge the common sort" & @CRLF & _
                "	With pay and thanks, and let's away to London" & @CRLF & _
                "	And see our gentle queen how well she fares:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By this, I hope, she hath a son for me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	London. The Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING HENRY VI and GLOUCESTER, with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lieutenant, on the walls]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Good day, my lord. What, at your book so hard?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Ay, my good lord:--my lord, I should say rather;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis sin to flatter; 'good' was little better:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Good Gloucester' and 'good devil' were alike," & @CRLF & _
                "	And both preposterous; therefore, not 'good lord.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Sirrah, leave us to ourselves: we must confer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Lieutenant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	So flies the reckless shepherd from the wolf;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So first the harmless sheep doth yield his fleece" & @CRLF & _
                "	And next his throat unto the butcher's knife." & @CRLF & _
                "	What scene of death hath Roscius now to act?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The thief doth fear each bush an officer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	The bird that hath been limed in a bush," & @CRLF & _
                "	With trembling wings misdoubteth every bush;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I, the hapless male to one sweet bird," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have now the fatal object in my eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where my poor young was limed, was caught and kill'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Why, what a peevish fool was that of Crete," & @CRLF & _
                "	That taught his son the office of a fowl!" & @CRLF & _
                "	An yet, for all his wings, the fool was drown'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	I, Daedalus; my poor boy, Icarus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy father, Minos, that denied our course;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sun that sear'd the wings of my sweet boy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy brother Edward, and thyself the sea" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose envious gulf did swallow up his life." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, kill me with thy weapon, not with words!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My breast can better brook thy dagger's point" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than can my ears that tragic history." & @CRLF & _
                "	But wherefore dost thou come? is't for my life?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Think'st thou I am an executioner?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	A persecutor, I am sure, thou art:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If murdering innocents be executing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, then thou art an executioner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Thy son I kill'd for his presumption." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Hadst thou been kill'd when first thou didst presume," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hadst not lived to kill a son of mine." & @CRLF & _
                "	And thus I prophesy, that many a thousand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which now mistrust no parcel of my fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	And many an old man's sigh and many a widow's," & @CRLF & _
                "	And many an orphan's water-standing eye--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Men for their sons, wives for their husbands," & @CRLF & _
                "	And orphans for their parents timeless death--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall rue the hour that ever thou wast born." & @CRLF & _
                "	The owl shriek'd at thy birth,--an evil sign;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The night-crow cried, aboding luckless time;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dogs howl'd, and hideous tempest shook down trees;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The raven rook'd her on the chimney's top," & @CRLF & _
                "	And chattering pies in dismal discords sung." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy mother felt more than a mother's pain," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, yet brought forth less than a mother's hope," & @CRLF & _
                "	To wit, an indigested and deformed lump," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not like the fruit of such a goodly tree." & @CRLF & _
                "	Teeth hadst thou in thy head when thou wast born," & @CRLF & _
                "	To signify thou camest to bite the world:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, if the rest be true which I have heard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou camest--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I'll hear no more: die, prophet in thy speech:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Stabs him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this amongst the rest, was I ordain'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VI	Ay, and for much more slaughter after this." & @CRLF & _
                "	God forgive my sins, and pardon thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	What, will the aspiring blood of Lancaster" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sink in the ground? I thought it would have mounted." & @CRLF & _
                "	See how my sword weeps for the poor king's death!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, may such purple tears be alway shed" & @CRLF & _
                "	From those that wish the downfall of our house!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If any spark of life be yet remaining," & @CRLF & _
                "	Down, down to hell; and say I sent thee thither:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Stabs him again]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I, that have neither pity, love, nor fear." & @CRLF & _
                "	Indeed, 'tis true that Henry told me of;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I have often heard my mother say" & @CRLF & _
                "	I came into the world with my legs forward:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had I not reason, think ye, to make haste," & @CRLF & _
                "	And seek their ruin that usurp'd our right?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The midwife wonder'd and the women cried" & @CRLF & _
                "	'O, Jesus bless us, he is born with teeth!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so I was; which plainly signified" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I should snarl and bite and play the dog." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, since the heavens have shaped my body so," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have no brother, I am like no brother;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this word 'love,' which graybeards call divine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be resident in men like one another" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not in me: I am myself alone." & @CRLF & _
                "	Clarence, beware; thou keep'st me from the light:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will sort a pitchy day for thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I will buz abroad such prophecies" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Edward shall be fearful of his life," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then, to purge his fear, I'll be thy death." & @CRLF & _
                "	King Henry and the prince his son are gone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Clarence, thy turn is next, and then the rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Counting myself but bad till I be best." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll throw thy body in another room" & @CRLF & _
                "	And triumph, Henry, in thy day of doom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit, with the body]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3 KING HENRY VI" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VII	London. The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD IV, QUEEN ELIZABETH," & @CRLF & _
                "	CLARENCE, GLOUCESTER, HASTINGS, a Nurse with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	young Prince, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Once more we sit in England's royal throne," & @CRLF & _
                "	Re-purchased with the blood of enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "	What valiant foemen, like to autumn's corn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have we mow'd down, in tops of all their pride!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Three Dukes of Somerset, threefold renown'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	For hardy and undoubted champions;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two Cliffords, as the father and the son," & @CRLF & _
                "	And two Northumberlands; two braver men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ne'er spurr'd their coursers at the trumpet's sound;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With them, the two brave bears, Warwick and Montague," & @CRLF & _
                "	That in their chains fetter'd the kingly lion" & @CRLF & _
                "	And made the forest tremble when they roar'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus have we swept suspicion from our seat" & @CRLF & _
                "	And made our footstool of security." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come hither, Bess, and let me kiss my boy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Young Ned, for thee, thine uncles and myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have in our armours watch'd the winter's night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Went all afoot in summer's scalding heat," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou mightst repossess the crown in peace;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And of our labours thou shalt reap the gain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Aside]  I'll blast his harvest, if your head were laid;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For yet I am not look'd on in the world." & @CRLF & _
                "	This shoulder was ordain'd so thick to heave;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And heave it shall some weight, or break my back:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Work thou the way,--and thou shalt execute." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Clarence and Gloucester, love my lovely queen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And kiss your princely nephew, brothers both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	The duty that I owe unto your majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	I seal upon the lips of this sweet babe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Thanks, noble Clarence; worthy brother, thanks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	And, that I love the tree from whence thou sprang'st," & @CRLF & _
                "	Witness the loving kiss I give the fruit." & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]  To say the truth, so Judas kiss'd his master," & @CRLF & _
                "	And cried 'all hail!' when as he meant all harm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Now am I seated as my soul delights," & @CRLF & _
                "	Having my country's peace and brothers' loves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	What will your grace have done with Margaret?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reignier, her father, to the king of France" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath pawn'd the Sicils and Jerusalem," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hither have they sent it for her ransom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Away with her, and waft her hence to France." & @CRLF & _
                "	And now what rests but that we spend the time" & @CRLF & _
                "	With stately triumphs, mirthful comic shows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such as befits the pleasure of the court?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sound drums and trumpets! farewell sour annoy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For here, I hope, begins our lasting joy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING OF FRANCE	(KING:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF FLORENCE	(DUKE:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Count of Rousillon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	an old lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	a follower of Bertram." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Steward	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  servants to the Countess of Rousillon." & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Page. (Page:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS OF" & @CRLF & _
                "ROUSILLON	mother to Bertram. (COUNTESS:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	a gentlewoman protected by the Countess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	An old Widow of Florence. (Widow:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	daughter to the Widow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLENTA	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  neighbours and friends to the Widow." & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords, Officers, Soldiers, &c., French and Florentine." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Fourth Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Gentleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Gentleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Soldier:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Gentleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Rousillon; Paris; Florence; Marseilles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Rousillon. The COUNT's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BERTRAM, the COUNTESS of Rousillon, HELENA," & @CRLF & _
                "	and LAFEU, all in black]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	In delivering my son from me, I bury a second husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	And I in going, madam, weep o'er my father's death" & @CRLF & _
                "	anew: but I must attend his majesty's command, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	whom I am now in ward, evermore in subjection." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	You shall find of the king a husband, madam; you," & @CRLF & _
                "	sir, a father: he that so generally is at all times" & @CRLF & _
                "	good must of necessity hold his virtue to you; whose" & @CRLF & _
                "	worthiness would stir it up where it wanted rather" & @CRLF & _
                "	than lack it where there is such abundance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	What hope is there of his majesty's amendment?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	He hath abandoned his physicians, madam; under whose" & @CRLF & _
                "	practises he hath persecuted time with hope, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	finds no other advantage in the process but only the" & @CRLF & _
                "	losing of hope by time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	This young gentlewoman had a father,--O, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	'had'! how sad a passage 'tis!--whose skill was" & @CRLF & _
                "	almost as great as his honesty; had it stretched so" & @CRLF & _
                "	far, would have made nature immortal, and death" & @CRLF & _
                "	should have play for lack of work. Would, for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	king's sake, he were living! I think it would be" & @CRLF & _
                "	the death of the king's disease." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	How called you the man you speak of, madam?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	He was famous, sir, in his profession, and it was" & @CRLF & _
                "	his great right to be so: Gerard de Narbon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	He was excellent indeed, madam: the king very" & @CRLF & _
                "	lately spoke of him admiringly and mourningly: he" & @CRLF & _
                "	was skilful enough to have lived still, if knowledge" & @CRLF & _
                "	could be set up against mortality." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	What is it, my good lord, the king languishes of?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	A fistula, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	I heard not of it before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	I would it were not notorious. Was this gentlewoman" & @CRLF & _
                "	the daughter of Gerard de Narbon?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	His sole child, my lord, and bequeathed to my" & @CRLF & _
                "	overlooking. I have those hopes of her good that" & @CRLF & _
                "	her education promises; her dispositions she" & @CRLF & _
                "	inherits, which makes fair gifts fairer; for where" & @CRLF & _
                "	an unclean mind carries virtuous qualities, there" & @CRLF & _
                "	commendations go with pity; they are virtues and" & @CRLF & _
                "	traitors too; in her they are the better for their" & @CRLF & _
                "	simpleness; she derives her honesty and achieves her goodness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Your commendations, madam, get from her tears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	'Tis the best brine a maiden can season her praise" & @CRLF & _
                "	in. The remembrance of her father never approaches" & @CRLF & _
                "	her heart but the tyranny of her sorrows takes all" & @CRLF & _
                "	livelihood from her cheek. No more of this, Helena;" & @CRLF & _
                "	go to, no more; lest it be rather thought you affect" & @CRLF & _
                "	a sorrow than have it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	I do affect a sorrow indeed, but I have it too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Moderate lamentation is the right of the dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	excessive grief the enemy to the living." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	If the living be enemy to the grief, the excess" & @CRLF & _
                "	makes it soon mortal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Madam, I desire your holy wishes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	How understand we that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Be thou blest, Bertram, and succeed thy father" & @CRLF & _
                "	In manners, as in shape! thy blood and virtue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Contend for empire in thee, and thy goodness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Share with thy birthright! Love all, trust a few," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do wrong to none: be able for thine enemy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rather in power than use, and keep thy friend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under thy own life's key: be cheque'd for silence," & @CRLF & _
                "	But never tax'd for speech. What heaven more will," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thee may furnish and my prayers pluck down," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fall on thy head! Farewell, my lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis an unseason'd courtier; good my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Advise him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	          He cannot want the best" & @CRLF & _
                "	That shall attend his love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Heaven bless him! Farewell, Bertram." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	[To HELENA]  The best wishes that can be forged in" & @CRLF & _
                "	your thoughts be servants to you! Be comfortable" & @CRLF & _
                "	to my mother, your mistress, and make much of her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Farewell, pretty lady: you must hold the credit of" & @CRLF & _
                "	your father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt BERTRAM and LAFEU]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	O, were that all! I think not on my father;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And these great tears grace his remembrance more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than those I shed for him. What was he like?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have forgot him: my imagination" & @CRLF & _
                "	Carries no favour in't but Bertram's." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am undone: there is no living, none," & @CRLF & _
                "	If Bertram be away. 'Twere all one" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I should love a bright particular star" & @CRLF & _
                "	And think to wed it, he is so above me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In his bright radiance and collateral light" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must I be comforted, not in his sphere." & @CRLF & _
                "	The ambition in my love thus plagues itself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The hind that would be mated by the lion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must die for love. 'Twas pretty, though plague," & @CRLF & _
                "	To see him every hour; to sit and draw" & @CRLF & _
                "	His arched brows, his hawking eye, his curls," & @CRLF & _
                "	In our heart's table; heart too capable" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of every line and trick of his sweet favour:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But now he's gone, and my idolatrous fancy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must sanctify his reliques. Who comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PAROLLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	One that goes with him: I love him for his sake;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet I know him a notorious liar," & @CRLF & _
                "	Think him a great way fool, solely a coward;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet these fixed evils sit so fit in him," & @CRLF & _
                "	That they take place, when virtue's steely bones" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look bleak i' the cold wind: withal, full oft we see" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cold wisdom waiting on superfluous folly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Save you, fair queen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	And you, monarch!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	And no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Are you meditating on virginity?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Ay. You have some stain of soldier in you: let me" & @CRLF & _
                "	ask you a question. Man is enemy to virginity; how" & @CRLF & _
                "	may we barricado it against him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Keep him out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	But he assails; and our virginity, though valiant," & @CRLF & _
                "	in the defence yet is weak: unfold to us some" & @CRLF & _
                "	warlike resistance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	There is none: man, sitting down before you, will" & @CRLF & _
                "	undermine you and blow you up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Bless our poor virginity from underminers and" & @CRLF & _
                "	blowers up! Is there no military policy, how" & @CRLF & _
                "	virgins might blow up men?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Virginity being blown down, man will quicklier be" & @CRLF & _
                "	blown up: marry, in blowing him down again, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	the breach yourselves made, you lose your city. It" & @CRLF & _
                "	is not politic in the commonwealth of nature to" & @CRLF & _
                "	preserve virginity. Loss of virginity is rational" & @CRLF & _
                "	increase and there was never virgin got till" & @CRLF & _
                "	virginity was first lost. That you were made of is" & @CRLF & _
                "	metal to make virgins. Virginity by being once lost" & @CRLF & _
                "	may be ten times found; by being ever kept, it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	ever lost: 'tis too cold a companion; away with 't!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	I will stand for 't a little, though therefore I die a virgin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	There's little can be said in 't; 'tis against the" & @CRLF & _
                "	rule of nature. To speak on the part of virginity," & @CRLF & _
                "	is to accuse your mothers; which is most infallible" & @CRLF & _
                "	disobedience. He that hangs himself is a virgin:" & @CRLF & _
                "	virginity murders itself and should be buried in" & @CRLF & _
                "	highways out of all sanctified limit, as a desperate" & @CRLF & _
                "	offendress against nature. Virginity breeds mites," & @CRLF & _
                "	much like a cheese; consumes itself to the very" & @CRLF & _
                "	paring, and so dies with feeding his own stomach." & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, virginity is peevish, proud, idle, made of" & @CRLF & _
                "	self-love, which is the most inhibited sin in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	canon. Keep it not; you cannot choose but loose" & @CRLF & _
                "	by't: out with 't! within ten year it will make" & @CRLF & _
                "	itself ten, which is a goodly increase; and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	principal itself not much the worse: away with 't!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	How might one do, sir, to lose it to her own liking?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Let me see: marry, ill, to like him that ne'er it" & @CRLF & _
                "	likes. 'Tis a commodity will lose the gloss with" & @CRLF & _
                "	lying; the longer kept, the less worth: off with 't" & @CRLF & _
                "	while 'tis vendible; answer the time of request." & @CRLF & _
                "	Virginity, like an old courtier, wears her cap out" & @CRLF & _
                "	of fashion: richly suited, but unsuitable: just" & @CRLF & _
                "	like the brooch and the tooth-pick, which wear not" & @CRLF & _
                "	now. Your date is better in your pie and your" & @CRLF & _
                "	porridge than in your cheek; and your virginity," & @CRLF & _
                "	your old virginity, is like one of our French" & @CRLF & _
                "	withered pears, it looks ill, it eats drily; marry," & @CRLF & _
                "	'tis a withered pear; it was formerly better;" & @CRLF & _
                "	marry, yet 'tis a withered pear: will you anything with it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Not my virginity yet [         ]" & @CRLF & _
                "	There shall your master have a thousand loves," & @CRLF & _
                "	A mother and a mistress and a friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	A phoenix, captain and an enemy," & @CRLF & _
                "	A guide, a goddess, and a sovereign," & @CRLF & _
                "	A counsellor, a traitress, and a dear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His humble ambition, proud humility," & @CRLF & _
                "	His jarring concord, and his discord dulcet," & @CRLF & _
                "	His faith, his sweet disaster; with a world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of pretty, fond, adoptious christendoms," & @CRLF & _
                "	That blinking Cupid gossips. Now shall he--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know not what he shall. God send him well!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The court's a learning place, and he is one--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	What one, i' faith?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	That I wish well. 'Tis pity--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	What's pity?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	That wishing well had not a body in't," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which might be felt; that we, the poorer born," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose baser stars do shut us up in wishes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Might with effects of them follow our friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	And show what we alone must think, which never" & @CRLF & _
                "	Return us thanks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Page]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	Monsieur Parolles, my lord calls for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Little Helen, farewell; if I can remember thee, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will think of thee at court." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Monsieur Parolles, you were born under a charitable star." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Under Mars, I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	I especially think, under Mars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Why under Mars?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	The wars have so kept you under that you must needs" & @CRLF & _
                "	be born under Mars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	When he was predominant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	When he was retrograde, I think, rather." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Why think you so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	You go so much backward when you fight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	That's for advantage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	So is running away, when fear proposes the safety;" & @CRLF & _
                "	but the composition that your valour and fear makes" & @CRLF & _
                "	in you is a virtue of a good wing, and I like the wear well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	I am so full of businesses, I cannot answer thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	acutely. I will return perfect courtier; in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	which, my instruction shall serve to naturalize" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee, so thou wilt be capable of a courtier's" & @CRLF & _
                "	counsel and understand what advice shall thrust upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee; else thou diest in thine unthankfulness, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	thine ignorance makes thee away: farewell. When" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou hast leisure, say thy prayers; when thou hast" & @CRLF & _
                "	none, remember thy friends; get thee a good husband," & @CRLF & _
                "	and use him as he uses thee; so, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which we ascribe to heaven: the fated sky" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gives us free scope, only doth backward pull" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our slow designs when we ourselves are dull." & @CRLF & _
                "	What power is it which mounts my love so high," & @CRLF & _
                "	That makes me see, and cannot feed mine eye?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mightiest space in fortune nature brings" & @CRLF & _
                "	To join like likes and kiss like native things." & @CRLF & _
                "	Impossible be strange attempts to those" & @CRLF & _
                "	That weigh their pains in sense and do suppose" & @CRLF & _
                "	What hath been cannot be: who ever strove" & @CRLF & _
                "	So show her merit, that did miss her love?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king's disease--my project may deceive me," & @CRLF & _
                "	But my intents are fix'd and will not leave me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Paris. The KING's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish of cornets. Enter the KING of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	with letters, and divers Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	The Florentines and Senoys are by the ears;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have fought with equal fortune and continue" & @CRLF & _
                "	A braving war." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	                  So 'tis reported, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Nay, 'tis most credible; we here received it" & @CRLF & _
                "	A certainty, vouch'd from our cousin Austria," & @CRLF & _
                "	With caution that the Florentine will move us" & @CRLF & _
                "	For speedy aid; wherein our dearest friend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prejudicates the business and would seem" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have us make denial." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	His love and wisdom," & @CRLF & _
                "	Approved so to your majesty, may plead" & @CRLF & _
                "	For amplest credence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	He hath arm'd our answer," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Florence is denied before he comes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, for our gentlemen that mean to see" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Tuscan service, freely have they leave" & @CRLF & _
                "	To stand on either part." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	It well may serve" & @CRLF & _
                "	A nursery to our gentry, who are sick" & @CRLF & _
                "	For breathing and exploit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	What's he comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BERTRAM, LAFEU, and PAROLLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	It is the Count Rousillon, my good lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Young Bertram." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	                  Youth, thou bear'st thy father's face;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Frank nature, rather curious than in haste," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath well composed thee. Thy father's moral parts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mayst thou inherit too! Welcome to Paris." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	My thanks and duty are your majesty's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	I would I had that corporal soundness now," & @CRLF & _
                "	As when thy father and myself in friendship" & @CRLF & _
                "	First tried our soldiership! He did look far" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the service of the time and was" & @CRLF & _
                "	Discipled of the bravest: he lasted long;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But on us both did haggish age steal on" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wore us out of act. It much repairs me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To talk of your good father. In his youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	He had the wit which I can well observe" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-day in our young lords; but they may jest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till their own scorn return to them unnoted" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere they can hide their levity in honour;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So like a courtier, contempt nor bitterness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were in his pride or sharpness; if they were," & @CRLF & _
                "	His equal had awaked them, and his honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Clock to itself, knew the true minute when" & @CRLF & _
                "	Exception bid him speak, and at this time" & @CRLF & _
                "	His tongue obey'd his hand: who were below him" & @CRLF & _
                "	He used as creatures of another place" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bow'd his eminent top to their low ranks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Making them proud of his humility," & @CRLF & _
                "	In their poor praise he humbled. Such a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might be a copy to these younger times;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, follow'd well, would demonstrate them now" & @CRLF & _
                "	But goers backward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	His good remembrance, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lies richer in your thoughts than on his tomb;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So in approof lives not his epitaph" & @CRLF & _
                "	As in your royal speech." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Would I were with him! He would always say--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks I hear him now; his plausive words" & @CRLF & _
                "	He scatter'd not in ears, but grafted them," & @CRLF & _
                "	To grow there and to bear,--'Let me not live,'--" & @CRLF & _
                "	This his good melancholy oft began," & @CRLF & _
                "	On the catastrophe and heel of pastime," & @CRLF & _
                "	When it was out,--'Let me not live,' quoth he," & @CRLF & _
                "	'After my flame lacks oil, to be the snuff" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of younger spirits, whose apprehensive senses" & @CRLF & _
                "	All but new things disdain; whose judgments are" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mere fathers of their garments; whose constancies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Expire before their fashions.' This he wish'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I after him do after him wish too," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since I nor wax nor honey can bring home," & @CRLF & _
                "	I quickly were dissolved from my hive," & @CRLF & _
                "	To give some labourers room." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	You are loved, sir:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They that least lend it you shall lack you first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	I fill a place, I know't. How long is't, count," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since the physician at your father's died?" & @CRLF & _
                "	He was much famed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	                  Some six months since, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	If he were living, I would try him yet." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lend me an arm; the rest have worn me out" & @CRLF & _
                "	With several applications; nature and sickness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Debate it at their leisure. Welcome, count;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My son's no dearer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Thank your majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt. Flourish]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Rousillon. The COUNT's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter COUNTESS, Steward, and Clown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	I will now hear; what say you of this gentlewoman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Steward	Madam, the care I have had to even your content, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	wish might be found in the calendar of my past" & @CRLF & _
                "	endeavours; for then we wound our modesty and make" & @CRLF & _
                "	foul the clearness of our deservings, when of" & @CRLF & _
                "	ourselves we publish them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	What does this knave here? Get you gone, sirrah:" & @CRLF & _
                "	the complaints I have heard of you I do not all" & @CRLF & _
                "	believe: 'tis my slowness that I do not; for I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	you lack not folly to commit them, and have ability" & @CRLF & _
                "	enough to make such knaveries yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	'Tis not unknown to you, madam, I am a poor fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Well, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	No, madam, 'tis not so well that I am poor, though" & @CRLF & _
                "	many of the rich are damned: but, if I may have" & @CRLF & _
                "	your ladyship's good will to go to the world, Isbel" & @CRLF & _
                "	the woman and I will do as we may." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Wilt thou needs be a beggar?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I do beg your good will in this case." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	In what case?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	In Isbel's case and mine own. Service is no" & @CRLF & _
                "	heritage: and I think I shall never have the" & @CRLF & _
                "	blessing of God till I have issue o' my body; for" & @CRLF & _
                "	they say barnes are blessings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Tell me thy reason why thou wilt marry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	My poor body, madam, requires it: I am driven on" & @CRLF & _
                "	by the flesh; and he must needs go that the devil drives." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Is this all your worship's reason?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Faith, madam, I have other holy reasons such as they" & @CRLF & _
                "	are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	May the world know them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I have been, madam, a wicked creature, as you and" & @CRLF & _
                "	all flesh and blood are; and, indeed, I do marry" & @CRLF & _
                "	that I may repent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Thy marriage, sooner than thy wickedness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I am out o' friends, madam; and I hope to have" & @CRLF & _
                "	friends for my wife's sake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Such friends are thine enemies, knave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	You're shallow, madam, in great friends; for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	knaves come to do that for me which I am aweary of." & @CRLF & _
                "	He that ears my land spares my team and gives me" & @CRLF & _
                "	leave to in the crop; if I be his cuckold, he's my" & @CRLF & _
                "	drudge: he that comforts my wife is the cherisher" & @CRLF & _
                "	of my flesh and blood; he that cherishes my flesh" & @CRLF & _
                "	and blood loves my flesh and blood; he that loves my" & @CRLF & _
                "	flesh and blood is my friend: ergo, he that kisses" & @CRLF & _
                "	my wife is my friend. If men could be contented to" & @CRLF & _
                "	be what they are, there were no fear in marriage;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for young Charbon the Puritan and old Poysam the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Papist, howsome'er their hearts are severed in" & @CRLF & _
                "	religion, their heads are both one; they may jowl" & @CRLF & _
                "	horns together, like any deer i' the herd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Wilt thou ever be a foul-mouthed and calumnious knave?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	A prophet I, madam; and I speak the truth the next" & @CRLF & _
                "	way:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I the ballad will repeat," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which men full true shall find;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your marriage comes by destiny," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your cuckoo sings by kind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Get you gone, sir; I'll talk with you more anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Steward	May it please you, madam, that he bid Helen come to" & @CRLF & _
                "	you: of her I am to speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Sirrah, tell my gentlewoman I would speak with her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Helen, I mean." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	     Was this fair face the cause, quoth she," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why the Grecians sacked Troy?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fond done, done fond," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was this King Priam's joy?" & @CRLF & _
                "	With that she sighed as she stood," & @CRLF & _
                "	With that she sighed as she stood," & @CRLF & _
                "	And gave this sentence then;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Among nine bad if one be good," & @CRLF & _
                "	Among nine bad if one be good," & @CRLF & _
                "	There's yet one good in ten." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	What, one good in ten? you corrupt the song, sirrah." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	One good woman in ten, madam; which is a purifying" & @CRLF & _
                "	o' the song: would God would serve the world so all" & @CRLF & _
                "	the year! we'ld find no fault with the tithe-woman," & @CRLF & _
                "	if I were the parson. One in ten, quoth a'! An we" & @CRLF & _
                "	might have a good woman born but one every blazing" & @CRLF & _
                "	star, or at an earthquake, 'twould mend the lottery" & @CRLF & _
                "	well: a man may draw his heart out, ere a' pluck" & @CRLF & _
                "	one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	You'll be gone, sir knave, and do as I command you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	That man should be at woman's command, and yet no" & @CRLF & _
                "	hurt done! Though honesty be no puritan, yet it" & @CRLF & _
                "	will do no hurt; it will wear the surplice of" & @CRLF & _
                "	humility over the black gown of a big heart. I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	going, forsooth: the business is for Helen to come hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Well, now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Steward	I know, madam, you love your gentlewoman entirely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Faith, I do: her father bequeathed her to me; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	she herself, without other advantage, may lawfully" & @CRLF & _
                "	make title to as much love as she finds: there is" & @CRLF & _
                "	more owing her than is paid; and more shall be paid" & @CRLF & _
                "	her than she'll demand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Steward	Madam, I was very late more near her than I think" & @CRLF & _
                "	she wished me: alone she was, and did communicate" & @CRLF & _
                "	to herself her own words to her own ears; she" & @CRLF & _
                "	thought, I dare vow for her, they touched not any" & @CRLF & _
                "	stranger sense. Her matter was, she loved your son:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fortune, she said, was no goddess, that had put" & @CRLF & _
                "	such difference betwixt their two estates; Love no" & @CRLF & _
                "	god, that would not extend his might, only where" & @CRLF & _
                "	qualities were level; Dian no queen of virgins, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	would suffer her poor knight surprised, without" & @CRLF & _
                "	rescue in the first assault or ransom afterward." & @CRLF & _
                "	This she delivered in the most bitter touch of" & @CRLF & _
                "	sorrow that e'er I heard virgin exclaim in: which I" & @CRLF & _
                "	held my duty speedily to acquaint you withal;" & @CRLF & _
                "	sithence, in the loss that may happen, it concerns" & @CRLF & _
                "	you something to know it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	You have discharged this honestly; keep it to" & @CRLF & _
                "	yourself: many likelihoods informed me of this" & @CRLF & _
                "	before, which hung so tottering in the balance that" & @CRLF & _
                "	I could neither believe nor misdoubt. Pray you," & @CRLF & _
                "	leave me: stall this in your bosom; and I thank you" & @CRLF & _
                "	for your honest care: I will speak with you further anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Steward]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HELENA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even so it was with me when I was young:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever we are nature's, these are ours; this thorn" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth to our rose of youth rightly belong;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our blood to us, this to our blood is born;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is the show and seal of nature's truth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where love's strong passion is impress'd in youth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By our remembrances of days foregone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such were our faults, or then we thought them none." & @CRLF & _
                "	Her eye is sick on't: I observe her now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	What is your pleasure, madam?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	You know, Helen," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am a mother to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Mine honourable mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Nay, a mother:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why not a mother? When I said 'a mother,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methought you saw a serpent: what's in 'mother,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you start at it? I say, I am your mother;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And put you in the catalogue of those" & @CRLF & _
                "	That were enwombed mine: 'tis often seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Adoption strives with nature and choice breeds" & @CRLF & _
                "	A native slip to us from foreign seeds:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You ne'er oppress'd me with a mother's groan," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet I express to you a mother's care:" & @CRLF & _
                "	God's mercy, maiden! does it curd thy blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	To say I am thy mother? What's the matter," & @CRLF & _
                "	That this distemper'd messenger of wet," & @CRLF & _
                "	The many-colour'd Iris, rounds thine eye?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why? that you are my daughter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	That I am not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	I say, I am your mother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Pardon, madam;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Count Rousillon cannot be my brother:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am from humble, he from honour'd name;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No note upon my parents, his all noble:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My master, my dear lord he is; and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	His servant live, and will his vassal die:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He must not be my brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Nor I your mother?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	You are my mother, madam; would you were,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	So that my lord your son were not my brother,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Indeed my mother! or were you both our mothers," & @CRLF & _
                "	I care no more for than I do for heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	So I were not his sister. Can't no other," & @CRLF & _
                "	But, I your daughter, he must be my brother?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Yes, Helen, you might be my daughter-in-law:" & @CRLF & _
                "	God shield you mean it not! daughter and mother" & @CRLF & _
                "	So strive upon your pulse. What, pale again?" & @CRLF & _
                "	My fear hath catch'd your fondness: now I see" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mystery of your loneliness, and find" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your salt tears' head: now to all sense 'tis gross" & @CRLF & _
                "	You love my son; invention is ashamed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the proclamation of thy passion," & @CRLF & _
                "	To say thou dost not: therefore tell me true;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But tell me then, 'tis so; for, look thy cheeks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Confess it, th' one to th' other; and thine eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	See it so grossly shown in thy behaviors" & @CRLF & _
                "	That in their kind they speak it: only sin" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hellish obstinacy tie thy tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	That truth should be suspected. Speak, is't so?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If it be so, you have wound a goodly clew;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If it be not, forswear't: howe'er, I charge thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	As heaven shall work in me for thine avail," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me truly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	                  Good madam, pardon me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Do you love my son?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Your pardon, noble mistress!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Love you my son?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	                  Do not you love him, madam?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Go not about; my love hath in't a bond," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereof the world takes note: come, come, disclose" & @CRLF & _
                "	The state of your affection; for your passions" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have to the full appeach'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Then, I confess," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here on my knee, before high heaven and you," & @CRLF & _
                "	That before you, and next unto high heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	I love your son." & @CRLF & _
                "	My friends were poor, but honest; so's my love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not offended; for it hurts not him" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he is loved of me: I follow him not" & @CRLF & _
                "	By any token of presumptuous suit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor would I have him till I do deserve him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet never know how that desert should be." & @CRLF & _
                "	I know I love in vain, strive against hope;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet in this captious and intenible sieve" & @CRLF & _
                "	I still pour in the waters of my love" & @CRLF & _
                "	And lack not to lose still: thus, Indian-like," & @CRLF & _
                "	Religious in mine error, I adore" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sun, that looks upon his worshipper," & @CRLF & _
                "	But knows of him no more. My dearest madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let not your hate encounter with my love" & @CRLF & _
                "	For loving where you do: but if yourself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose aged honour cites a virtuous youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did ever in so true a flame of liking" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wish chastely and love dearly, that your Dian" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was both herself and love: O, then, give pity" & @CRLF & _
                "	To her, whose state is such that cannot choose" & @CRLF & _
                "	But lend and give where she is sure to lose;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That seeks not to find that her search implies," & @CRLF & _
                "	But riddle-like lives sweetly where she dies!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Had you not lately an intent,--speak truly,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	To go to Paris?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	                  Madam, I had." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Wherefore? tell true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	I will tell truth; by grace itself I swear." & @CRLF & _
                "	You know my father left me some prescriptions" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of rare and proved effects, such as his reading" & @CRLF & _
                "	And manifest experience had collected" & @CRLF & _
                "	For general sovereignty; and that he will'd me" & @CRLF & _
                "	In heedfull'st reservation to bestow them," & @CRLF & _
                "	As notes whose faculties inclusive were" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than they were in note: amongst the rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a remedy, approved, set down," & @CRLF & _
                "	To cure the desperate languishings whereof" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king is render'd lost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	This was your motive" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Paris, was it? speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	My lord your son made me to think of this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Else Paris and the medicine and the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had from the conversation of my thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Haply been absent then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	But think you, Helen," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you should tender your supposed aid," & @CRLF & _
                "	He would receive it? he and his physicians" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are of a mind; he, that they cannot help him," & @CRLF & _
                "	They, that they cannot help: how shall they credit" & @CRLF & _
                "	A poor unlearned virgin, when the schools," & @CRLF & _
                "	Embowell'd of their doctrine, have left off" & @CRLF & _
                "	The danger to itself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	There's something in't," & @CRLF & _
                "	More than my father's skill, which was the greatest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of his profession, that his good receipt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall for my legacy be sanctified" & @CRLF & _
                "	By the luckiest stars in heaven: and, would your honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	But give me leave to try success, I'ld venture" & @CRLF & _
                "	The well-lost life of mine on his grace's cure" & @CRLF & _
                "	By such a day and hour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Dost thou believe't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Ay, madam, knowingly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Why, Helen, thou shalt have my leave and love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Means and attendants and my loving greetings" & @CRLF & _
                "	To those of mine in court: I'll stay at home" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pray God's blessing into thy attempt:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be gone to-morrow; and be sure of this," & @CRLF & _
                "	What I can help thee to thou shalt not miss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Paris. The KING's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish of cornets. Enter the KING, attended" & @CRLF & _
                "	with divers young Lords taking leave for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Florentine war; BERTRAM, and PAROLLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Farewell, young lords; these warlike principles" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not throw from you: and you, my lords, farewell:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Share the advice betwixt you; if both gain, all" & @CRLF & _
                "	The gift doth stretch itself as 'tis received," & @CRLF & _
                "	And is enough for both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	'Tis our hope, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	After well enter'd soldiers, to return" & @CRLF & _
                "	And find your grace in health." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	No, no, it cannot be; and yet my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will not confess he owes the malady" & @CRLF & _
                "	That doth my life besiege. Farewell, young lords;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether I live or die, be you the sons" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of worthy Frenchmen: let higher Italy,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those bated that inherit but the fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the last monarchy,--see that you come" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not to woo honour, but to wed it; when" & @CRLF & _
                "	The bravest questant shrinks, find what you seek," & @CRLF & _
                "	That fame may cry you loud: I say, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Health, at your bidding, serve your majesty!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Those girls of Italy, take heed of them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They say, our French lack language to deny," & @CRLF & _
                "	If they demand: beware of being captives," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before you serve." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Both	                  Our hearts receive your warnings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Farewell. Come hither to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit, attended]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	O, my sweet lord, that you will stay behind us!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	'Tis not his fault, the spark." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	O, 'tis brave wars!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Most admirable: I have seen those wars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	I am commanded here, and kept a coil with" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Too young' and 'the next year' and ''tis too early.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	An thy mind stand to't, boy, steal away bravely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	I shall stay here the forehorse to a smock," & @CRLF & _
                "	Creaking my shoes on the plain masonry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till honour be bought up and no sword worn" & @CRLF & _
                "	But one to dance with! By heaven, I'll steal away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	There's honour in the theft." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Commit it, count." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	I am your accessary; and so, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	I grow to you, and our parting is a tortured body." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Farewell, captain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Sweet Monsieur Parolles!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Noble heroes, my sword and yours are kin. Good" & @CRLF & _
                "	sparks and lustrous, a word, good metals: you shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	find in the regiment of the Spinii one Captain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Spurio, with his cicatrice, an emblem of war, here" & @CRLF & _
                "	on his sinister cheek; it was this very sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	entrenched it: say to him, I live; and observe his" & @CRLF & _
                "	reports for me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	We shall, noble captain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Mars dote on you for his novices! what will ye do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Stay: the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter KING. BERTRAM and PAROLLES retire]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	[To BERTRAM]  Use a more spacious ceremony to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	noble lords; you have restrained yourself within the" & @CRLF & _
                "	list of too cold an adieu: be more expressive to" & @CRLF & _
                "	them: for they wear themselves in the cap of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	time, there do muster true gait, eat, speak, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	move under the influence of the most received star;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and though the devil lead the measure, such are to" & @CRLF & _
                "	be followed: after them, and take a more dilated farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	And I will do so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Worthy fellows; and like to prove most sinewy sword-men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt BERTRAM and PAROLLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LAFEU]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	[Kneeling]  Pardon, my lord, for me and for my tidings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	I'll fee thee to stand up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Then here's a man stands, that has brought his pardon." & @CRLF & _
                "	I would you had kneel'd, my lord, to ask me mercy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that at my bidding you could so stand up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	I would I had; so I had broke thy pate," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ask'd thee mercy for't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Good faith, across: but, my good lord 'tis thus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you be cured of your infirmity?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	O, will you eat no grapes, my royal fox?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yes, but you will my noble grapes, an if" & @CRLF & _
                "	My royal fox could reach them: I have seen a medicine" & @CRLF & _
                "	That's able to breathe life into a stone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Quicken a rock, and make you dance canary" & @CRLF & _
                "	With spritely fire and motion; whose simple touch," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is powerful to araise King Pepin, nay," & @CRLF & _
                "	To give great Charlemain a pen in's hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	And write to her a love-line." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	What 'her' is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Why, Doctor She: my lord, there's one arrived," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you will see her: now, by my faith and honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	If seriously I may convey my thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	In this my light deliverance, I have spoke" & @CRLF & _
                "	With one that, in her sex, her years, profession," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wisdom and constancy, hath amazed me more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than I dare blame my weakness: will you see her" & @CRLF & _
                "	For that is her demand, and know her business?" & @CRLF & _
                "	That done, laugh well at me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Now, good Lafeu," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring in the admiration; that we with thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	May spend our wonder too, or take off thine" & @CRLF & _
                "	By wondering how thou took'st it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Nay, I'll fit you," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not be all day neither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Thus he his special nothing ever prologues." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter LAFEU, with HELENA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Nay, come your ways." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	This haste hath wings indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Nay, come your ways:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is his majesty; say your mind to him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A traitor you do look like; but such traitors" & @CRLF & _
                "	His majesty seldom fears: I am Cressid's uncle," & @CRLF & _
                "	That dare leave two together; fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Now, fair one, does your business follow us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Ay, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "	Gerard de Narbon was my father;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In what he did profess, well found." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	I knew him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	The rather will I spare my praises towards him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Knowing him is enough. On's bed of death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Many receipts he gave me: chiefly one." & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, as the dearest issue of his practise," & @CRLF & _
                "	And of his old experience the oily darling," & @CRLF & _
                "	He bade me store up, as a triple eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Safer than mine own two, more dear; I have so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hearing your high majesty is touch'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With that malignant cause wherein the honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my dear father's gift stands chief in power," & @CRLF & _
                "	I come to tender it and my appliance" & @CRLF & _
                "	With all bound humbleness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	We thank you, maiden;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But may not be so credulous of cure," & @CRLF & _
                "	When our most learned doctors leave us and" & @CRLF & _
                "	The congregated college have concluded" & @CRLF & _
                "	That labouring art can never ransom nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	From her inaidible estate; I say we must not" & @CRLF & _
                "	So stain our judgment, or corrupt our hope," & @CRLF & _
                "	To prostitute our past-cure malady" & @CRLF & _
                "	To empirics, or to dissever so" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our great self and our credit, to esteem" & @CRLF & _
                "	A senseless help when help past sense we deem." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	My duty then shall pay me for my pains:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will no more enforce mine office on you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Humbly entreating from your royal thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	A modest one, to bear me back a again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	I cannot give thee less, to be call'd grateful:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou thought'st to help me; and such thanks I give" & @CRLF & _
                "	As one near death to those that wish him live:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But what at full I know, thou know'st no part," & @CRLF & _
                "	I knowing all my peril, thou no art." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	What I can do can do no hurt to try," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since you set up your rest 'gainst remedy." & @CRLF & _
                "	He that of greatest works is finisher" & @CRLF & _
                "	Oft does them by the weakest minister:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So holy writ in babes hath judgment shown," & @CRLF & _
                "	When judges have been babes; great floods have flown" & @CRLF & _
                "	From simple sources, and great seas have dried" & @CRLF & _
                "	When miracles have by the greatest been denied." & @CRLF & _
                "	Oft expectation fails and most oft there" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where most it promises, and oft it hits" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where hope is coldest and despair most fits." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	I must not hear thee; fare thee well, kind maid;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy pains not used must by thyself be paid:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proffers not took reap thanks for their reward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Inspired merit so by breath is barr'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is not so with Him that all things knows" & @CRLF & _
                "	As 'tis with us that square our guess by shows;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But most it is presumption in us when" & @CRLF & _
                "	The help of heaven we count the act of men." & @CRLF & _
                "	Dear sir, to my endeavours give consent;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of heaven, not me, make an experiment." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not an impostor that proclaim" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself against the level of mine aim;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But know I think and think I know most sure" & @CRLF & _
                "	My art is not past power nor you past cure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Are thou so confident? within what space" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hopest thou my cure?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	The great'st grace lending grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere twice the horses of the sun shall bring" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their fiery torcher his diurnal ring," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere twice in murk and occidental damp" & @CRLF & _
                "	Moist Hesperus hath quench'd his sleepy lamp," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or four and twenty times the pilot's glass" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath told the thievish minutes how they pass," & @CRLF & _
                "	What is infirm from your sound parts shall fly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Health shall live free and sickness freely die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Upon thy certainty and confidence" & @CRLF & _
                "	What darest thou venture?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Tax of impudence," & @CRLF & _
                "	A strumpet's boldness, a divulged shame" & @CRLF & _
                "	Traduced by odious ballads: my maiden's name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sear'd otherwise; nay, worse--if worse--extended" & @CRLF & _
                "	With vilest torture let my life be ended." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Methinks in thee some blessed spirit doth speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	His powerful sound within an organ weak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what impossibility would slay" & @CRLF & _
                "	In common sense, sense saves another way." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy life is dear; for all that life can rate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Worth name of life in thee hath estimate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Youth, beauty, wisdom, courage, all" & @CRLF & _
                "	That happiness and prime can happy call:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou this to hazard needs must intimate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Skill infinite or monstrous desperate." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet practiser, thy physic I will try," & @CRLF & _
                "	That ministers thine own death if I die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	If I break time, or flinch in property" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what I spoke, unpitied let me die," & @CRLF & _
                "	And well deserved: not helping, death's my fee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, if I help, what do you promise me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Make thy demand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	                  But will you make it even?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Ay, by my sceptre and my hopes of heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Then shalt thou give me with thy kingly hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	What husband in thy power I will command:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Exempted be from me the arrogance" & @CRLF & _
                "	To choose from forth the royal blood of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	My low and humble name to propagate" & @CRLF & _
                "	With any branch or image of thy state;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But such a one, thy vassal, whom I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is free for me to ask, thee to bestow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Here is my hand; the premises observed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy will by my performance shall be served:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So make the choice of thy own time, for I," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy resolved patient, on thee still rely." & @CRLF & _
                "	More should I question thee, and more I must," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though more to know could not be more to trust," & @CRLF & _
                "	From whence thou camest, how tended on: but rest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unquestion'd welcome and undoubted blest." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me some help here, ho! If thou proceed" & @CRLF & _
                "	As high as word, my deed shall match thy meed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Rousillon. The COUNT's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter COUNTESS and Clown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Come on, sir; I shall now put you to the height of" & @CRLF & _
                "	your breeding." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I will show myself highly fed and lowly taught: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	know my business is but to the court." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	To the court! why, what place make you special," & @CRLF & _
                "	when you put off that with such contempt? But to the court!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Truly, madam, if God have lent a man any manners, he" & @CRLF & _
                "	may easily put it off at court: he that cannot make" & @CRLF & _
                "	a leg, put off's cap, kiss his hand and say nothing," & @CRLF & _
                "	has neither leg, hands, lip, nor cap; and indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	such a fellow, to say precisely, were not for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	court; but for me, I have an answer will serve all" & @CRLF & _
                "	men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Marry, that's a bountiful answer that fits all" & @CRLF & _
                "	questions." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	It is like a barber's chair that fits all buttocks," & @CRLF & _
                "	the pin-buttock, the quatch-buttock, the brawn" & @CRLF & _
                "	buttock, or any buttock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Will your answer serve fit to all questions?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	As fit as ten groats is for the hand of an attorney," & @CRLF & _
                "	as your French crown for your taffeta punk, as Tib's" & @CRLF & _
                "	rush for Tom's forefinger, as a pancake for Shrove" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tuesday, a morris for May-day, as the nail to his" & @CRLF & _
                "	hole, the cuckold to his horn, as a scolding queen" & @CRLF & _
                "	to a wrangling knave, as the nun's lip to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	friar's mouth, nay, as the pudding to his skin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Have you, I say, an answer of such fitness for all" & @CRLF & _
                "	questions?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	From below your duke to beneath your constable, it" & @CRLF & _
                "	will fit any question." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	It must be an answer of most monstrous size that" & @CRLF & _
                "	must fit all demands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	But a trifle neither, in good faith, if the learned" & @CRLF & _
                "	should speak truth of it: here it is, and all that" & @CRLF & _
                "	belongs to't. Ask me if I am a courtier: it shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	do you no harm to learn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	To be young again, if we could: I will be a fool in" & @CRLF & _
                "	question, hoping to be the wiser by your answer. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	pray you, sir, are you a courtier?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	O Lord, sir! There's a simple putting off. More," & @CRLF & _
                "	more, a hundred of them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Sir, I am a poor friend of yours, that loves you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	O Lord, sir! Thick, thick, spare not me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	I think, sir, you can eat none of this homely meat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	O Lord, sir! Nay, put me to't, I warrant you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	You were lately whipped, sir, as I think." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	O Lord, sir! spare not me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Do you cry, 'O Lord, sir!' at your whipping, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	'spare not me?' Indeed your 'O Lord, sir!' is very" & @CRLF & _
                "	sequent to your whipping: you would answer very well" & @CRLF & _
                "	to a whipping, if you were but bound to't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I ne'er had worse luck in my life in my 'O Lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	sir!' I see things may serve long, but not serve ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	I play the noble housewife with the time" & @CRLF & _
                "	To entertain't so merrily with a fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	O Lord, sir! why, there't serves well again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	An end, sir; to your business. Give Helen this," & @CRLF & _
                "	And urge her to a present answer back:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commend me to my kinsmen and my son:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is not much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Not much commendation to them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Not much employment for you: you understand me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Most fruitfully: I am there before my legs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Haste you again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt severally]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Paris. The KING's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BERTRAM, LAFEU, and PAROLLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	They say miracles are past; and we have our" & @CRLF & _
                "	philosophical persons, to make modern and familiar," & @CRLF & _
                "	things supernatural and causeless. Hence is it that" & @CRLF & _
                "	we make trifles of terrors, ensconcing ourselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	into seeming knowledge, when we should submit" & @CRLF & _
                "	ourselves to an unknown fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Why, 'tis the rarest argument of wonder that hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	shot out in our latter times." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	And so 'tis." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	To be relinquish'd of the artists,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	So I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Both of Galen and Paracelsus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	So I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Of all the learned and authentic fellows,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Right; so I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	That gave him out incurable,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Why, there 'tis; so say I too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Not to be helped,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Right; as 'twere, a man assured of a--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Uncertain life, and sure death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Just, you say well; so would I have said." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	I may truly say, it is a novelty to the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	It is, indeed: if you will have it in showing, you" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall read it in--what do you call there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	A showing of a heavenly effect in an earthly actor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	That's it; I would have said the very same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Why, your dolphin is not lustier: 'fore me," & @CRLF & _
                "	I speak in respect--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Nay, 'tis strange, 'tis very strange, that is the" & @CRLF & _
                "	brief and the tedious of it; and he's of a most" & @CRLF & _
                "	facinerious spirit that will not acknowledge it to be the--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Very hand of heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Ay, so I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	In a most weak--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[pausing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	and debile minister, great power, great" & @CRLF & _
                "	transcendence: which should, indeed, give us a" & @CRLF & _
                "	further use to be made than alone the recovery of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the king, as to be--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[pausing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	generally thankful." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	I would have said it; you say well. Here comes the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING, HELENA, and Attendants. LAFEU and" & @CRLF & _
                "	PAROLLES retire]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Lustig, as the Dutchman says: I'll like a maid the" & @CRLF & _
                "	better, whilst I have a tooth in my head: why, he's" & @CRLF & _
                "	able to lead her a coranto." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Mort du vinaigre! is not this Helen?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	'Fore God, I think so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Go, call before me all the lords in court." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sit, my preserver, by thy patient's side;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with this healthful hand, whose banish'd sense" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast repeal'd, a second time receive" & @CRLF & _
                "	The confirmation of my promised gift," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which but attends thy naming." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter three or four Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fair maid, send forth thine eye: this youthful parcel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of noble bachelors stand at my bestowing," & @CRLF & _
                "	O'er whom both sovereign power and father's voice" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have to use: thy frank election make;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast power to choose, and they none to forsake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	To each of you one fair and virtuous mistress" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fall, when Love please! marry, to each, but one!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	I'ld give bay Curtal and his furniture," & @CRLF & _
                "	My mouth no more were broken than these boys'," & @CRLF & _
                "	And writ as little beard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Peruse them well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not one of those but had a noble father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven hath through me restored the king to health." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	We understand it, and thank heaven for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	I am a simple maid, and therein wealthiest," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I protest I simply am a maid." & @CRLF & _
                "	Please it your majesty, I have done already:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The blushes in my cheeks thus whisper me," & @CRLF & _
                "	'We blush that thou shouldst choose; but, be refused," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let the white death sit on thy cheek for ever;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll ne'er come there again.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Make choice; and, see," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who shuns thy love shuns all his love in me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Now, Dian, from thy altar do I fly," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to imperial Love, that god most high," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do my sighs stream. Sir, will you hear my suit?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	And grant it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	                  Thanks, sir; all the rest is mute." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	I had rather be in this choice than throw ames-ace" & @CRLF & _
                "	for my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	The honour, sir, that flames in your fair eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before I speak, too threateningly replies:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Love make your fortunes twenty times above" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her that so wishes and her humble love!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	No better, if you please." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	My wish receive," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which great Love grant! and so, I take my leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Do all they deny her? An they were sons of mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'd have them whipped; or I would send them to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Turk, to make eunuchs of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Be not afraid that I your hand should take;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll never do you wrong for your own sake:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blessing upon your vows! and in your bed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Find fairer fortune, if you ever wed!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	These boys are boys of ice, they'll none have her:" & @CRLF & _
                "	sure, they are bastards to the English; the French" & @CRLF & _
                "	ne'er got 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	You are too young, too happy, and too good," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make yourself a son out of my blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Lord	Fair one, I think not so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	There's one grape yet; I am sure thy father drunk" & @CRLF & _
                "	wine: but if thou be'st not an ass, I am a youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	of fourteen; I have known thee already." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	[To BERTRAM]  I dare not say I take you; but I give" & @CRLF & _
                "	Me and my service, ever whilst I live," & @CRLF & _
                "	Into your guiding power. This is the man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Why, then, young Bertram, take her; she's thy wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	My wife, my liege! I shall beseech your highness," & @CRLF & _
                "	In such a business give me leave to use" & @CRLF & _
                "	The help of mine own eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Know'st thou not, Bertram," & @CRLF & _
                "	What she has done for me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Yes, my good lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But never hope to know why I should marry her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Thou know'st she has raised me from my sickly bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	But follows it, my lord, to bring me down" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must answer for your raising? I know her well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She had her breeding at my father's charge." & @CRLF & _
                "	A poor physician's daughter my wife! Disdain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rather corrupt me ever!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	'Tis only title thou disdain'st in her, the which" & @CRLF & _
                "	I can build up. Strange is it that our bloods," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of colour, weight, and heat, pour'd all together," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would quite confound distinction, yet stand off" & @CRLF & _
                "	In differences so mighty. If she be" & @CRLF & _
                "	All that is virtuous, save what thou dislikest," & @CRLF & _
                "	A poor physician's daughter, thou dislikest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of virtue for the name: but do not so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	From lowest place when virtuous things proceed," & @CRLF & _
                "	The place is dignified by the doer's deed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where great additions swell's, and virtue none," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a dropsied honour. Good alone" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is good without a name. Vileness is so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The property by what it is should go," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not by the title. She is young, wise, fair;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In these to nature she's immediate heir," & @CRLF & _
                "	And these breed honour: that is honour's scorn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which challenges itself as honour's born" & @CRLF & _
                "	And is not like the sire: honours thrive," & @CRLF & _
                "	When rather from our acts we them derive" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than our foregoers: the mere word's a slave" & @CRLF & _
                "	Debosh'd on every tomb, on every grave" & @CRLF & _
                "	A lying trophy, and as oft is dumb" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where dust and damn'd oblivion is the tomb" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of honour'd bones indeed. What should be said?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou canst like this creature as a maid," & @CRLF & _
                "	I can create the rest: virtue and she" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is her own dower; honour and wealth from me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	I cannot love her, nor will strive to do't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Thou wrong'st thyself, if thou shouldst strive to choose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	That you are well restored, my lord, I'm glad:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let the rest go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	My honour's at the stake; which to defeat," & @CRLF & _
                "	I must produce my power. Here, take her hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Proud scornful boy, unworthy this good gift;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That dost in vile misprision shackle up" & @CRLF & _
                "	My love and her desert; that canst not dream," & @CRLF & _
                "	We, poising us in her defective scale," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall weigh thee to the beam; that wilt not know," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is in us to plant thine honour where" & @CRLF & _
                "	We please to have it grow. Cheque thy contempt:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Obey our will, which travails in thy good:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Believe not thy disdain, but presently" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do thine own fortunes that obedient right" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which both thy duty owes and our power claims;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I will throw thee from my care for ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the staggers and the careless lapse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of youth and ignorance; both my revenge and hate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Loosing upon thee, in the name of justice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without all terms of pity. Speak; thine answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Pardon, my gracious lord; for I submit" & @CRLF & _
                "	My fancy to your eyes: when I consider" & @CRLF & _
                "	What great creation and what dole of honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Flies where you bid it, I find that she, which late" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was in my nobler thoughts most base, is now" & @CRLF & _
                "	The praised of the king; who, so ennobled," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is as 'twere born so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Take her by the hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell her she is thine: to whom I promise" & @CRLF & _
                "	A counterpoise, if not to thy estate" & @CRLF & _
                "	A balance more replete." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	I take her hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Good fortune and the favour of the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Smile upon this contract; whose ceremony" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall seem expedient on the now-born brief," & @CRLF & _
                "	And be perform'd to-night: the solemn feast" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall more attend upon the coming space," & @CRLF & _
                "	Expecting absent friends. As thou lovest her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy love's to me religious; else, does err." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but LAFEU and PAROLLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	[Advancing]  Do you hear, monsieur? a word with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Your pleasure, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Your lord and master did well to make his" & @CRLF & _
                "	recantation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Recantation! My lord! my master!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Ay; is it not a language I speak?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	A most harsh one, and not to be understood without" & @CRLF & _
                "	bloody succeeding. My master!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Are you companion to the Count Rousillon?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	To any count, to all counts, to what is man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	To what is count's man: count's master is of" & @CRLF & _
                "	another style." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	You are too old, sir; let it satisfy you, you are too old." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	I must tell thee, sirrah, I write man; to which" & @CRLF & _
                "	title age cannot bring thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	What I dare too well do, I dare not do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	I did think thee, for two ordinaries, to be a pretty" & @CRLF & _
                "	wise fellow; thou didst make tolerable vent of thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	travel; it might pass: yet the scarfs and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	bannerets about thee did manifoldly dissuade me from" & @CRLF & _
                "	believing thee a vessel of too great a burthen. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have now found thee; when I lose thee again, I care" & @CRLF & _
                "	not: yet art thou good for nothing but taking up; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	that thou't scarce worth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Hadst thou not the privilege of antiquity upon thee,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Do not plunge thyself too far in anger, lest thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	hasten thy trial; which if--Lord have mercy on thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	for a hen! So, my good window of lattice, fare thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	well: thy casement I need not open, for I look" & @CRLF & _
                "	through thee. Give me thy hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	My lord, you give me most egregious indignity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Ay, with all my heart; and thou art worthy of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	I have not, my lord, deserved it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Yes, good faith, every dram of it; and I will not" & @CRLF & _
                "	bate thee a scruple." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Well, I shall be wiser." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Even as soon as thou canst, for thou hast to pull at" & @CRLF & _
                "	a smack o' the contrary. If ever thou be'st bound" & @CRLF & _
                "	in thy scarf and beaten, thou shalt find what it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	to be proud of thy bondage. I have a desire to hold" & @CRLF & _
                "	my acquaintance with thee, or rather my knowledge," & @CRLF & _
                "	that I may say in the default, he is a man I know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	My lord, you do me most insupportable vexation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	I would it were hell-pains for thy sake, and my poor" & @CRLF & _
                "	doing eternal: for doing I am past: as I will by" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee, in what motion age will give me leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Well, thou hast a son shall take this disgrace off" & @CRLF & _
                "	me; scurvy, old, filthy, scurvy lord! Well, I must" & @CRLF & _
                "	be patient; there is no fettering of authority." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll beat him, by my life, if I can meet him with" & @CRLF & _
                "	any convenience, an he were double and double a" & @CRLF & _
                "	lord. I'll have no more pity of his age than I" & @CRLF & _
                "	would of--I'll beat him, an if I could but meet him again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter LAFEU]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Sirrah, your lord and master's married; there's news" & @CRLF & _
                "	for you: you have a new mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	I most unfeignedly beseech your lordship to make" & @CRLF & _
                "	some reservation of your wrongs: he is my good" & @CRLF & _
                "	lord: whom I serve above is my master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Who? God?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Ay, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	The devil it is that's thy master. Why dost thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	garter up thy arms o' this fashion? dost make hose of" & @CRLF & _
                "	sleeves? do other servants so? Thou wert best set" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy lower part where thy nose stands. By mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	honour, if I were but two hours younger, I'ld beat" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee: methinks, thou art a general offence, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	every man should beat thee: I think thou wast" & @CRLF & _
                "	created for men to breathe themselves upon thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	This is hard and undeserved measure, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Go to, sir; you were beaten in Italy for picking a" & @CRLF & _
                "	kernel out of a pomegranate; you are a vagabond and" & @CRLF & _
                "	no true traveller: you are more saucy with lords" & @CRLF & _
                "	and honourable personages than the commission of your" & @CRLF & _
                "	birth and virtue gives you heraldry. You are not" & @CRLF & _
                "	worth another word, else I'ld call you knave. I leave you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Good, very good; it is so then: good, very good;" & @CRLF & _
                "	let it be concealed awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BERTRAM]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Undone, and forfeited to cares for ever!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	What's the matter, sweet-heart?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Although before the solemn priest I have sworn," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not bed her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	What, what, sweet-heart?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	O my Parolles, they have married me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll to the Tuscan wars, and never bed her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	France is a dog-hole, and it no more merits" & @CRLF & _
                "	The tread of a man's foot: to the wars!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	There's letters from my mother: what the import is," & @CRLF & _
                "	I know not yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Ay, that would be known. To the wars, my boy, to the wars!" & @CRLF & _
                "	He wears his honour in a box unseen," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hugs his kicky-wicky here at home," & @CRLF & _
                "	Spending his manly marrow in her arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which should sustain the bound and high curvet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Mars's fiery steed. To other regions" & @CRLF & _
                "	France is a stable; we that dwell in't jades;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, to the war!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	It shall be so: I'll send her to my house," & @CRLF & _
                "	Acquaint my mother with my hate to her," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wherefore I am fled; write to the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	That which I durst not speak; his present gift" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall furnish me to those Italian fields," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where noble fellows strike: war is no strife" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the dark house and the detested wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Will this capriccio hold in thee? art sure?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Go with me to my chamber, and advise me." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll send her straight away: to-morrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll to the wars, she to her single sorrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Why, these balls bound; there's noise in it. 'Tis hard:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A young man married is a man that's marr'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore away, and leave her bravely; go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king has done you wrong: but, hush, 'tis so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Paris. The KING's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HELENA and Clown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	My mother greets me kindly; is she well?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	She is not well; but yet she has her health: she's" & @CRLF & _
                "	very merry; but yet she is not well: but thanks be" & @CRLF & _
                "	given, she's very well and wants nothing i', the" & @CRLF & _
                "	world; but yet she is not well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	If she be very well, what does she ail, that she's" & @CRLF & _
                "	not very well?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Truly, she's very well indeed, but for two things." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	What two things?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	One, that she's not in heaven, whither God send her" & @CRLF & _
                "	quickly! the other that she's in earth, from whence" & @CRLF & _
                "	God send her quickly!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PAROLLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Bless you, my fortunate lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	I hope, sir, I have your good will to have mine own" & @CRLF & _
                "	good fortunes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	You had my prayers to lead them on; and to keep them" & @CRLF & _
                "	on, have them still. O, my knave, how does my old lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	So that you had her wrinkles and I her money," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would she did as you say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Why, I say nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Marry, you are the wiser man; for many a man's" & @CRLF & _
                "	tongue shakes out his master's undoing: to say" & @CRLF & _
                "	nothing, to do nothing, to know nothing, and to have" & @CRLF & _
                "	nothing, is to be a great part of your title; which" & @CRLF & _
                "	is within a very little of nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Away! thou'rt a knave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	You should have said, sir, before a knave thou'rt a" & @CRLF & _
                "	knave; that's, before me thou'rt a knave: this had" & @CRLF & _
                "	been truth, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Go to, thou art a witty fool; I have found thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Did you find me in yourself, sir? or were you" & @CRLF & _
                "	taught to find me? The search, sir, was profitable;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and much fool may you find in you, even to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	world's pleasure and the increase of laughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	A good knave, i' faith, and well fed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Madam, my lord will go away to-night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A very serious business calls on him." & @CRLF & _
                "	The great prerogative and rite of love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, as your due, time claims, he does acknowledge;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But puts it off to a compell'd restraint;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose want, and whose delay, is strew'd with sweets," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which they distil now in the curbed time," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make the coming hour o'erflow with joy" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pleasure drown the brim." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	What's his will else?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	That you will take your instant leave o' the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make this haste as your own good proceeding," & @CRLF & _
                "	Strengthen'd with what apology you think" & @CRLF & _
                "	May make it probable need." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	What more commands he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	That, having this obtain'd, you presently" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attend his further pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	In every thing I wait upon his will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	I shall report it so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	I pray you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit PAROLLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, sirrah." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Paris. The KING's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LAFEU and BERTRAM]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	But I hope your lordship thinks not him a soldier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Yes, my lord, and of very valiant approof." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	You have it from his own deliverance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	And by other warranted testimony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Then my dial goes not true: I took this lark for a bunting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	I do assure you, my lord, he is very great in" & @CRLF & _
                "	knowledge and accordingly valiant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	I have then sinned against his experience and" & @CRLF & _
                "	transgressed against his valour; and my state that" & @CRLF & _
                "	way is dangerous, since I cannot yet find in my" & @CRLF & _
                "	heart to repent. Here he comes: I pray you, make" & @CRLF & _
                "	us friends; I will pursue the amity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PAROLLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	[To BERTRAM]  These things shall be done, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Pray you, sir, who's his tailor?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	O, I know him well, I, sir; he, sir, 's a good" & @CRLF & _
                "	workman, a very good tailor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	[Aside to PAROLLES]  Is she gone to the king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	She is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Will she away to-night?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	As you'll have her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	I have writ my letters, casketed my treasure," & @CRLF & _
                "	Given order for our horses; and to-night," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I should take possession of the bride," & @CRLF & _
                "	End ere I do begin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	A good traveller is something at the latter end of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	dinner; but one that lies three thirds and uses a" & @CRLF & _
                "	known truth to pass a thousand nothings with, should" & @CRLF & _
                "	be once heard and thrice beaten. God save you, captain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Is there any unkindness between my lord and you, monsieur?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	I know not how I have deserved to run into my lord's" & @CRLF & _
                "	displeasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	You have made shift to run into 't, boots and spurs" & @CRLF & _
                "	and all, like him that leaped into the custard; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	out of it you'll run again, rather than suffer" & @CRLF & _
                "	question for your residence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	It may be you have mistaken him, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	And shall do so ever, though I took him at 's" & @CRLF & _
                "	prayers. Fare you well, my lord; and believe this" & @CRLF & _
                "	of me, there can be no kernel in this light nut; the" & @CRLF & _
                "	soul of this man is his clothes. Trust him not in" & @CRLF & _
                "	matter of heavy consequence; I have kept of them" & @CRLF & _
                "	tame, and know their natures. Farewell, monsieur:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have spoken better of you than you have or will to" & @CRLF & _
                "	deserve at my hand; but we must do good against evil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	An idle lord. I swear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	I think so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Why, do you not know him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Yes, I do know him well, and common speech" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gives him a worthy pass. Here comes my clog." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HELENA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	I have, sir, as I was commanded from you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Spoke with the king and have procured his leave" & @CRLF & _
                "	For present parting; only he desires" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some private speech with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	I shall obey his will." & @CRLF & _
                "	You must not marvel, Helen, at my course," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which holds not colour with the time, nor does" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ministration and required office" & @CRLF & _
                "	On my particular. Prepared I was not" & @CRLF & _
                "	For such a business; therefore am I found" & @CRLF & _
                "	So much unsettled: this drives me to entreat you" & @CRLF & _
                "	That presently you take our way for home;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And rather muse than ask why I entreat you," & @CRLF & _
                "	For my respects are better than they seem" & @CRLF & _
                "	And my appointments have in them a need" & @CRLF & _
                "	Greater than shows itself at the first view" & @CRLF & _
                "	To you that know them not. This to my mother:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Giving a letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twill be two days ere I shall see you, so" & @CRLF & _
                "	I leave you to your wisdom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Sir, I can nothing say," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that I am your most obedient servant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Come, come, no more of that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	And ever shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	With true observance seek to eke out that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein toward me my homely stars have fail'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To equal my great fortune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Let that go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My haste is very great: farewell; hie home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Pray, sir, your pardon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Well, what would you say?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	I am not worthy of the wealth I owe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor dare I say 'tis mine, and yet it is;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, like a timorous thief, most fain would steal" & @CRLF & _
                "	What law does vouch mine own." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	What would you have?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Something; and scarce so much: nothing, indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not tell you what I would, my lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Faith yes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strangers and foes do sunder, and not kiss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	I pray you, stay not, but in haste to horse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	I shall not break your bidding, good my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Where are my other men, monsieur? Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit HELENA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go thou toward home; where I will never come" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst I can shake my sword or hear the drum." & @CRLF & _
                "	Away, and for our flight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Bravely, coragio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Florence. The DUKE's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter the DUKE of Florence attended;" & @CRLF & _
                "	the two Frenchmen, with a troop of soldiers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	So that from point to point now have you heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fundamental reasons of this war," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose great decision hath much blood let forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	And more thirsts after." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Holy seems the quarrel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon your grace's part; black and fearful" & @CRLF & _
                "	On the opposer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Therefore we marvel much our cousin France" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would in so just a business shut his bosom" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against our borrowing prayers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Good my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	The reasons of our state I cannot yield," & @CRLF & _
                "	But like a common and an outward man," & @CRLF & _
                "	That the great figure of a council frames" & @CRLF & _
                "	By self-unable motion: therefore dare not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say what I think of it, since I have found" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself in my incertain grounds to fail" & @CRLF & _
                "	As often as I guess'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Be it his pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	But I am sure the younger of our nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	That surfeit on their ease, will day by day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come here for physic." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Welcome shall they be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the honours that can fly from us" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall on them settle. You know your places well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When better fall, for your avails they fell:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow to the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Rousillon. The COUNT's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter COUNTESS and Clown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	It hath happened all as I would have had it, save" & @CRLF & _
                "	that he comes not along with her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	By my troth, I take my young lord to be a very" & @CRLF & _
                "	melancholy man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	By what observance, I pray you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Why, he will look upon his boot and sing; mend the" & @CRLF & _
                "	ruff and sing; ask questions and sing; pick his" & @CRLF & _
                "	teeth and sing. I know a man that had this trick of" & @CRLF & _
                "	melancholy sold a goodly manor for a song." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Let me see what he writes, and when he means to come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Opening a letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I have no mind to Isbel since I was at court: our" & @CRLF & _
                "	old ling and our Isbels o' the country are nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	like your old ling and your Isbels o' the court:" & @CRLF & _
                "	the brains of my Cupid's knocked out, and I begin to" & @CRLF & _
                "	love, as an old man loves money, with no stomach." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	What have we here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	E'en that you have there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	[Reads]  I have sent you a daughter-in-law: she hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	recovered the king, and undone me. I have wedded" & @CRLF & _
                "	her, not bedded her; and sworn to make the 'not'" & @CRLF & _
                "	eternal. You shall hear I am run away: know it" & @CRLF & _
                "	before the report come. If there be breadth enough" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the world, I will hold a long distance. My duty" & @CRLF & _
                "	to you.	Your unfortunate son," & @CRLF & _
                "			     BERTRAM." & @CRLF & _
                "	This is not well, rash and unbridled boy." & @CRLF & _
                "	To fly the favours of so good a king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To pluck his indignation on thy head" & @CRLF & _
                "	By the misprising of a maid too virtuous" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the contempt of empire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Clown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	O madam, yonder is heavy news within between two" & @CRLF & _
                "	soldiers and my young lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	What is the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Nay, there is some comfort in the news, some" & @CRLF & _
                "	comfort; your son will not be killed so soon as I" & @CRLF & _
                "	thought he would." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Why should he be killed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	So say I, madam, if he run away, as I hear he does:" & @CRLF & _
                "	the danger is in standing to't; that's the loss of" & @CRLF & _
                "	men, though it be the getting of children. Here" & @CRLF & _
                "	they come will tell you more: for my part, I only" & @CRLF & _
                "	hear your son was run away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HELENA, and two Gentlemen]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Save you, good madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Madam, my lord is gone, for ever gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	Do not say so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Think upon patience. Pray you, gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have felt so many quirks of joy and grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	That the first face of neither, on the start," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can woman me unto't: where is my son, I pray you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	Madam, he's gone to serve the duke of Florence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We met him thitherward; for thence we came," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, after some dispatch in hand at court," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thither we bend again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Look on his letter, madam; here's my passport." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou canst get the ring upon my finger which" & @CRLF & _
                "	never shall come off, and show me a child begotten" & @CRLF & _
                "	of thy body that I am father to, then call me" & @CRLF & _
                "	husband: but in such a 'then' I write a 'never.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is a dreadful sentence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Brought you this letter, gentlemen?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Ay, madam;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for the contents' sake are sorry for our pain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	I prithee, lady, have a better cheer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou engrossest all the griefs are thine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou robb'st me of a moiety: he was my son;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I do wash his name out of my blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou art all my child. Towards Florence is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	Ay, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	         And to be a soldier?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	Such is his noble purpose; and believe 't," & @CRLF & _
                "	The duke will lay upon him all the honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	That good convenience claims." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Return you thither?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Ay, madam, with the swiftest wing of speed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	[Reads]  Till I have no wife I have nothing in France." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis bitter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	                  Find you that there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Ay, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	'Tis but the boldness of his hand, haply, which his" & @CRLF & _
                "	heart was not consenting to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Nothing in France, until he have no wife!" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's nothing here that is too good for him" & @CRLF & _
                "	But only she; and she deserves a lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	That twenty such rude boys might tend upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	And call her hourly mistress. Who was with him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	A servant only, and a gentleman" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I have sometime known." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Parolles, was it not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Ay, my good lady, he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	A very tainted fellow, and full of wickedness." & @CRLF & _
                "	My son corrupts a well-derived nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	With his inducement." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Indeed, good lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	The fellow has a deal of that too much," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which holds him much to have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	You're welcome, gentlemen." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will entreat you, when you see my son," & @CRLF & _
                "	To tell him that his sword can never win" & @CRLF & _
                "	The honour that he loses: more I'll entreat you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Written to bear along." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	We serve you, madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	In that and all your worthiest affairs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Not so, but as we change our courtesies." & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you draw near!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt COUNTESS and Gentlemen]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	'Till I have no wife, I have nothing in France.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing in France, until he has no wife!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt have none, Rousillon, none in France;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then hast thou all again. Poor lord! is't I" & @CRLF & _
                "	That chase thee from thy country and expose" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those tender limbs of thine to the event" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the none-sparing war? and is it I" & @CRLF & _
                "	That drive thee from the sportive court, where thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wast shot at with fair eyes, to be the mark" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of smoky muskets? O you leaden messengers," & @CRLF & _
                "	That ride upon the violent speed of fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fly with false aim; move the still-peering air," & @CRLF & _
                "	That sings with piercing; do not touch my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "	Whoever shoots at him, I set him there;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whoever charges on his forward breast," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am the caitiff that do hold him to't;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, though I kill him not, I am the cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	His death was so effected: better 'twere" & @CRLF & _
                "	I met the ravin lion when he roar'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With sharp constraint of hunger; better 'twere" & @CRLF & _
                "	That all the miseries which nature owes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were mine at once. No, come thou home, Rousillon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whence honour but of danger wins a scar," & @CRLF & _
                "	As oft it loses all: I will be gone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My being here it is that holds thee hence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I stay here to do't?  no, no, although" & @CRLF & _
                "	The air of paradise did fan the house" & @CRLF & _
                "	And angels officed all: I will be gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	That pitiful rumour may report my flight," & @CRLF & _
                "	To consolate thine ear. Come, night; end, day!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For with the dark, poor thief, I'll steal away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Florence. Before the DUKE's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter the DUKE of Florence, BERTRAM," & @CRLF & _
                "	PAROLLES, Soldiers, Drum, and Trumpets]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	The general of our horse thou art; and we," & @CRLF & _
                "	Great in our hope, lay our best love and credence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon thy promising fortune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Sir, it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	A charge too heavy for my strength, but yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll strive to bear it for your worthy sake" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the extreme edge of hazard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Then go thou forth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fortune play upon thy prosperous helm," & @CRLF & _
                "	As thy auspicious mistress!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	This very day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Great Mars, I put myself into thy file:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make me but like my thoughts, and I shall prove" & @CRLF & _
                "	A lover of thy drum, hater of love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Rousillon. The COUNT's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter COUNTESS and Steward]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Alas! and would you take the letter of her?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might you not know she would do as she has done," & @CRLF & _
                "	By sending me a letter? Read it again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Steward	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am Saint Jaques' pilgrim, thither gone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ambitious love hath so in me offended," & @CRLF & _
                "	That barefoot plod I the cold ground upon," & @CRLF & _
                "	With sainted vow my faults to have amended." & @CRLF & _
                "	Write, write, that from the bloody course of war" & @CRLF & _
                "	My dearest master, your dear son, may hie:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bless him at home in peace, whilst I from far" & @CRLF & _
                "	His name with zealous fervor sanctify:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His taken labours bid him me forgive;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I, his despiteful Juno, sent him forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	From courtly friends, with camping foes to live," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where death and danger dogs the heels of worth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is too good and fair for death and me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom I myself embrace, to set him free." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Ah, what sharp stings are in her mildest words!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rinaldo, you did never lack advice so much," & @CRLF & _
                "	As letting her pass so: had I spoke with her," & @CRLF & _
                "	I could have well diverted her intents," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which thus she hath prevented." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Steward	Pardon me, madam:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I had given you this at over-night," & @CRLF & _
                "	She might have been o'erta'en; and yet she writes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pursuit would be but vain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	What angel shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bless this unworthy husband? he cannot thrive," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless her prayers, whom heaven delights to hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	And loves to grant, reprieve him from the wrath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of greatest justice. Write, write, Rinaldo," & @CRLF & _
                "	To this unworthy husband of his wife;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let every word weigh heavy of her worth" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he does weigh too light: my greatest grief." & @CRLF & _
                "	Though little he do feel it, set down sharply." & @CRLF & _
                "	Dispatch the most convenient messenger:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When haply he shall hear that she is gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	He will return; and hope I may that she," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hearing so much, will speed her foot again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Led hither by pure love: which of them both" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is dearest to me. I have no skill in sense" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make distinction: provide this messenger:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart is heavy and mine age is weak;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Grief would have tears, and sorrow bids me speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Florence. Without the walls. A tucket afar off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter an old Widow of Florence, DIANA, VIOLENTA," & @CRLF & _
                "	and MARIANA, with other Citizens]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	Nay, come; for if they do approach the city, we" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall lose all the sight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	They say the French count has done most honourable service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	It is reported that he has taken their greatest" & @CRLF & _
                "	commander; and that with his own hand he slew the" & @CRLF & _
                "	duke's brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Tucket]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have lost our labour; they are gone a contrary" & @CRLF & _
                "	way: hark! you may know by their trumpets." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	Come, let's return again, and suffice ourselves with" & @CRLF & _
                "	the report of it. Well, Diana, take heed of this" & @CRLF & _
                "	French earl: the honour of a maid is her name; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	no legacy is so rich as honesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	I have told my neighbour how you have been solicited" & @CRLF & _
                "	by a gentleman his companion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	I know that knave; hang him! one Parolles: a" & @CRLF & _
                "	filthy officer he is in those suggestions for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	young earl. Beware of them, Diana; their promises," & @CRLF & _
                "	enticements, oaths, tokens, and all these engines of" & @CRLF & _
                "	lust, are not the things they go under: many a maid" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath been seduced by them; and the misery is," & @CRLF & _
                "	example, that so terrible shows in the wreck of" & @CRLF & _
                "	maidenhood, cannot for all that dissuade succession," & @CRLF & _
                "	but that they are limed with the twigs that threaten" & @CRLF & _
                "	them. I hope I need not to advise you further; but" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hope your own grace will keep you where you are," & @CRLF & _
                "	though there were no further danger known but the" & @CRLF & _
                "	modesty which is so lost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	You shall not need to fear me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	I hope so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HELENA, disguised like a Pilgrim]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, here comes a pilgrim: I know she will lie at" & @CRLF & _
                "	my house; thither they send one another: I'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	question her. God save you, pilgrim! whither are you bound?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	To Saint Jaques le Grand." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where do the palmers lodge, I do beseech you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	At the Saint Francis here beside the port." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Is this the way?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	Ay, marry, is't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A march afar]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark you! they come this way." & @CRLF & _
                "	If you will tarry, holy pilgrim," & @CRLF & _
                "	But till the troops come by," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will conduct you where you shall be lodged;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rather, for I think I know your hostess" & @CRLF & _
                "	As ample as myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Is it yourself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	If you shall please so, pilgrim." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	I thank you, and will stay upon your leisure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	You came, I think, from France?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	I did so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	Here you shall see a countryman of yours" & @CRLF & _
                "	That has done worthy service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	His name, I pray you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	The Count Rousillon: know you such a one?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	But by the ear, that hears most nobly of him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His face I know not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	Whatsome'er he is," & @CRLF & _
                "	He's bravely taken here. He stole from France," & @CRLF & _
                "	As 'tis reported, for the king had married him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against his liking: think you it is so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Ay, surely, mere the truth: I know his lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	There is a gentleman that serves the count" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reports but coarsely of her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	What's his name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	Monsieur Parolles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	                  O, I believe with him," & @CRLF & _
                "	In argument of praise, or to the worth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the great count himself, she is too mean" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have her name repeated: all her deserving" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is a reserved honesty, and that" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have not heard examined." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	Alas, poor lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis a hard bondage to become the wife" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of a detesting lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	I warrant, good creature, wheresoe'er she is," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her heart weighs sadly: this young maid might do her" & @CRLF & _
                "	A shrewd turn, if she pleased." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	How do you mean?" & @CRLF & _
                "	May be the amorous count solicits her" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the unlawful purpose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	He does indeed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And brokes with all that can in such a suit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Corrupt the tender honour of a maid:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But she is arm'd for him and keeps her guard" & @CRLF & _
                "	In honestest defence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	The gods forbid else!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	So, now they come:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drum and Colours]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BERTRAM, PAROLLES, and the whole army]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	That is Antonio, the duke's eldest son;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, Escalus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	                  Which is the Frenchman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	He;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That with the plume: 'tis a most gallant fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "	I would he loved his wife: if he were honester" & @CRLF & _
                "	He were much goodlier: is't not a handsome gentleman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	I like him well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	'Tis pity he is not honest: yond's that same knave" & @CRLF & _
                "	That leads him to these places: were I his lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would Poison that vile rascal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Which is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	That jack-an-apes with scarfs: why is he melancholy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Perchance he's hurt i' the battle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Lose our drum! well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	He's shrewdly vexed at something: look, he has spied us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	Marry, hang you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	And your courtesy, for a ring-carrier!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt BERTRAM, PAROLLES, and army]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	The troop is past. Come, pilgrim, I will bring you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where you shall host: of enjoin'd penitents" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's four or five, to great Saint Jaques bound," & @CRLF & _
                "	Already at my house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	I humbly thank you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Please it this matron and this gentle maid" & @CRLF & _
                "	To eat with us to-night, the charge and thanking" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be for me; and, to requite you further," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will bestow some precepts of this virgin" & @CRLF & _
                "	Worthy the note." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTH	                  We'll take your offer kindly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	Camp before Florence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BERTRAM and the two French Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Nay, good my lord, put him to't; let him have his" & @CRLF & _
                "	way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	If your lordship find him not a hilding, hold me no" & @CRLF & _
                "	more in your respect." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	On my life, my lord, a bubble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Do you think I am so far deceived in him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Believe it, my lord, in mine own direct knowledge," & @CRLF & _
                "	without any malice, but to speak of him as my" & @CRLF & _
                "	kinsman, he's a most notable coward, an infinite and" & @CRLF & _
                "	endless liar, an hourly promise-breaker, the owner" & @CRLF & _
                "	of no one good quality worthy your lordship's" & @CRLF & _
                "	entertainment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	It were fit you knew him; lest, reposing too far in" & @CRLF & _
                "	his virtue, which he hath not, he might at some" & @CRLF & _
                "	great and trusty business in a main danger fail you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	I would I knew in what particular action to try him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	None better than to let him fetch off his drum," & @CRLF & _
                "	which you hear him so confidently undertake to do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	I, with a troop of Florentines, will suddenly" & @CRLF & _
                "	surprise him; such I will have, whom I am sure he" & @CRLF & _
                "	knows not from the enemy: we will bind and hoodwink" & @CRLF & _
                "	him so, that he shall suppose no other but that he" & @CRLF & _
                "	is carried into the leaguer of the adversaries, when" & @CRLF & _
                "	we bring him to our own tents. Be but your lordship" & @CRLF & _
                "	present at his examination: if he do not, for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	promise of his life and in the highest compulsion of" & @CRLF & _
                "	base fear, offer to betray you and deliver all the" & @CRLF & _
                "	intelligence in his power against you, and that with" & @CRLF & _
                "	the divine forfeit of his soul upon oath, never" & @CRLF & _
                "	trust my judgment in any thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	O, for the love of laughter, let him fetch his drum;" & @CRLF & _
                "	he says he has a stratagem for't: when your" & @CRLF & _
                "	lordship sees the bottom of his success in't, and to" & @CRLF & _
                "	what metal this counterfeit lump of ore will be" & @CRLF & _
                "	melted, if you give him not John Drum's" & @CRLF & _
                "	entertainment, your inclining cannot be removed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here he comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PAROLLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	[Aside to BERTRAM]  O, for the love of laughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	hinder not the honour of his design: let him fetch" & @CRLF & _
                "	off his drum in any hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	How now, monsieur! this drum sticks sorely in your" & @CRLF & _
                "	disposition." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	A pox on't, let it go; 'tis but a drum." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	'But a drum'! is't 'but a drum'? A drum so lost!" & @CRLF & _
                "	There was excellent command,--to charge in with our" & @CRLF & _
                "	horse upon our own wings, and to rend our own soldiers!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	That was not to be blamed in the command of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	service: it was a disaster of war that Caesar" & @CRLF & _
                "	himself could not have prevented, if he had been" & @CRLF & _
                "	there to command." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Well, we cannot greatly condemn our success: some" & @CRLF & _
                "	dishonour we had in the loss of that drum; but it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	not to be recovered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	It might have been recovered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	It might; but it is not now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	It is to be recovered: but that the merit of" & @CRLF & _
                "	service is seldom attributed to the true and exact" & @CRLF & _
                "	performer, I would have that drum or another, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	'hic jacet.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Why, if you have a stomach, to't, monsieur: if you" & @CRLF & _
                "	think your mystery in stratagem can bring this" & @CRLF & _
                "	instrument of honour again into his native quarter," & @CRLF & _
                "	be magnanimous in the enterprise and go on; I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	grace the attempt for a worthy exploit: if you" & @CRLF & _
                "	speed well in it, the duke shall both speak of it." & @CRLF & _
                "	and extend to you what further becomes his" & @CRLF & _
                "	greatness, even to the utmost syllable of your" & @CRLF & _
                "	worthiness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	By the hand of a soldier, I will undertake it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	But you must not now slumber in it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	I'll about it this evening: and I will presently" & @CRLF & _
                "	pen down my dilemmas, encourage myself in my" & @CRLF & _
                "	certainty, put myself into my mortal preparation;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and by midnight look to hear further from me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	May I be bold to acquaint his grace you are gone about it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	I know not what the success will be, my lord; but" & @CRLF & _
                "	the attempt I vow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	I know thou'rt valiant; and, to the possibility of" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy soldiership, will subscribe for thee. Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	I love not many words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	No more than a fish loves water. Is not this a" & @CRLF & _
                "	strange fellow, my lord, that so confidently seems" & @CRLF & _
                "	to undertake this business, which he knows is not to" & @CRLF & _
                "	be done; damns himself to do and dares better be" & @CRLF & _
                "	damned than to do't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	You do not know him, my lord, as we do: certain it" & @CRLF & _
                "	is that he will steal himself into a man's favour and" & @CRLF & _
                "	for a week escape a great deal of discoveries; but" & @CRLF & _
                "	when you find him out, you have him ever after." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Why, do you think he will make no deed at all of" & @CRLF & _
                "	this that so seriously he does address himself unto?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	None in the world; but return with an invention and" & @CRLF & _
                "	clap upon you two or three probable lies: but we" & @CRLF & _
                "	have almost embossed him; you shall see his fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	to-night; for indeed he is not for your lordship's respect." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	We'll make you some sport with the fox ere we case" & @CRLF & _
                "	him. He was first smoked by the old lord Lafeu:" & @CRLF & _
                "	when his disguise and he is parted, tell me what a" & @CRLF & _
                "	sprat you shall find him; which you shall see this" & @CRLF & _
                "	very night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	I must go look my twigs: he shall be caught." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Your brother he shall go along with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	As't please your lordship: I'll leave you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Now will I lead you to the house, and show you" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lass I spoke of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	But you say she's honest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	That's all the fault: I spoke with her but once" & @CRLF & _
                "	And found her wondrous cold; but I sent to her," & @CRLF & _
                "	By this same coxcomb that we have i' the wind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tokens and letters which she did re-send;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this is all I have done. She's a fair creature:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you go see her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	With all my heart, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VII	Florence. The Widow's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HELENA and Widow]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	If you misdoubt me that I am not she," & @CRLF & _
                "	I know not how I shall assure you further," & @CRLF & _
                "	But I shall lose the grounds I work upon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	Though my estate be fallen, I was well born," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing acquainted with these businesses;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And would not put my reputation now" & @CRLF & _
                "	In any staining act." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Nor would I wish you." & @CRLF & _
                "	First, give me trust, the count he is my husband," & @CRLF & _
                "	And what to your sworn counsel I have spoken" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is so from word to word; and then you cannot," & @CRLF & _
                "	By the good aid that I of you shall borrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Err in bestowing it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	I should believe you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For you have show'd me that which well approves" & @CRLF & _
                "	You're great in fortune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Take this purse of gold," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let me buy your friendly help thus far," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I will over-pay and pay again" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I have found it. The count he wooes your daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lays down his wanton siege before her beauty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Resolved to carry her: let her in fine consent," & @CRLF & _
                "	As we'll direct her how 'tis best to bear it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now his important blood will nought deny" & @CRLF & _
                "	That she'll demand: a ring the county wears," & @CRLF & _
                "	That downward hath succeeded in his house" & @CRLF & _
                "	From son to son, some four or five descents" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since the first father wore it: this ring he holds" & @CRLF & _
                "	In most rich choice; yet in his idle fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	To buy his will, it would not seem too dear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Howe'er repented after." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	Now I see" & @CRLF & _
                "	The bottom of your purpose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	You see it lawful, then: it is no more," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that your daughter, ere she seems as won," & @CRLF & _
                "	Desires this ring; appoints him an encounter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In fine, delivers me to fill the time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Herself most chastely absent: after this," & @CRLF & _
                "	To marry her, I'll add three thousand crowns" & @CRLF & _
                "	To what is passed already." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	I have yielded:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Instruct my daughter how she shall persever," & @CRLF & _
                "	That time and place with this deceit so lawful" & @CRLF & _
                "	May prove coherent. Every night he comes" & @CRLF & _
                "	With musics of all sorts and songs composed" & @CRLF & _
                "	To her unworthiness: it nothing steads us" & @CRLF & _
                "	To chide him from our eaves; for he persists" & @CRLF & _
                "	As if his life lay on't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Why then to-night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us assay our plot; which, if it speed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is wicked meaning in a lawful deed" & @CRLF & _
                "	And lawful meaning in a lawful act," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where both not sin, and yet a sinful fact:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But let's about it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Without the Florentine camp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Second French Lord, with five or six other" & @CRLF & _
                "	Soldiers in ambush]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	He can come no other way but by this hedge-corner." & @CRLF & _
                "	When you sally upon him, speak what terrible" & @CRLF & _
                "	language you will: though you understand it not" & @CRLF & _
                "	yourselves, no matter; for we must not seem to" & @CRLF & _
                "	understand him, unless some one among us whom we" & @CRLF & _
                "	must produce for an interpreter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Good captain, let me be the interpreter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Art not acquainted with him? knows he not thy voice?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	No, sir, I warrant you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	But what linsey-woolsey hast thou to speak to us again?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	E'en such as you speak to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	He must think us some band of strangers i' the" & @CRLF & _
                "	adversary's entertainment. Now he hath a smack of" & @CRLF & _
                "	all neighbouring languages; therefore we must every" & @CRLF & _
                "	one be a man of his own fancy, not to know what we" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak one to another; so we seem to know, is to" & @CRLF & _
                "	know straight our purpose: choughs' language," & @CRLF & _
                "	gabble enough, and good enough. As for you," & @CRLF & _
                "	interpreter, you must seem very politic. But couch," & @CRLF & _
                "	ho! here he comes, to beguile two hours in a sleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	and then to return and swear the lies he forges." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PAROLLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Ten o'clock: within these three hours 'twill be" & @CRLF & _
                "	time enough to go home. What shall I say I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	done? It must be a very plausive invention that" & @CRLF & _
                "	carries it: they begin to smoke me; and disgraces" & @CRLF & _
                "	have of late knocked too often at my door. I find" & @CRLF & _
                "	my tongue is too foolhardy; but my heart hath the" & @CRLF & _
                "	fear of Mars before it and of his creatures, not" & @CRLF & _
                "	daring the reports of my tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	This is the first truth that e'er thine own tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	was guilty of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	What the devil should move me to undertake the" & @CRLF & _
                "	recovery of this drum, being not ignorant of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	impossibility, and knowing I had no such purpose? I" & @CRLF & _
                "	must give myself some hurts, and say I got them in" & @CRLF & _
                "	exploit: yet slight ones will not carry it; they" & @CRLF & _
                "	will say, 'Came you off with so little?' and great" & @CRLF & _
                "	ones I dare not give. Wherefore, what's the" & @CRLF & _
                "	instance? Tongue, I must put you into a" & @CRLF & _
                "	butter-woman's mouth and buy myself another of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bajazet's mule, if you prattle me into these perils." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Is it possible he should know what he is, and be" & @CRLF & _
                "	that he is?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	I would the cutting of my garments would serve the" & @CRLF & _
                "	turn, or the breaking of my Spanish sword." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	We cannot afford you so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Or the baring of my beard; and to say it was in" & @CRLF & _
                "	stratagem." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	'Twould not do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Or to drown my clothes, and say I was stripped." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Hardly serve." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Though I swore I leaped from the window of the citadel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	How deep?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Thirty fathom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Three great oaths would scarce make that be believed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	I would I had any drum of the enemy's: I would swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	I recovered it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	You shall hear one anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	A drum now of the enemy's,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Throca movousus, cargo, cargo, cargo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Cargo, cargo, cargo, villiando par corbo, cargo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	O, ransom, ransom! do not hide mine eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They seize and blindfold him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Boskos thromuldo boskos." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	I know you are the Muskos' regiment:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I shall lose my life for want of language;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If there be here German, or Dane, low Dutch," & @CRLF & _
                "	Italian, or French, let him speak to me; I'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	Discover that which shall undo the Florentine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Boskos vauvado: I understand thee, and can speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy tongue. Kerely bonto, sir, betake thee to thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	faith, for seventeen poniards are at thy bosom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	O!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	O, pray, pray, pray! Manka revania dulche." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Oscorbidulchos volivorco." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	The general is content to spare thee yet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, hoodwink'd as thou art, will lead thee on" & @CRLF & _
                "	To gather from thee: haply thou mayst inform" & @CRLF & _
                "	Something to save thy life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	O, let me live!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the secrets of our camp I'll show," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their force, their purposes; nay, I'll speak that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which you will wonder at." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	But wilt thou faithfully?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	If I do not, damn me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Acordo linta." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come on; thou art granted space." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit, with PAROLLES guarded. A short alarum within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Go, tell the Count Rousillon, and my brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	We have caught the woodcock, and will keep him muffled" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till we do hear from them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Soldier	Captain, I will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	A' will betray us all unto ourselves:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Inform on that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Soldier	                  So I will, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Till then I'll keep him dark and safely lock'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Florence. The Widow's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BERTRAM and DIANA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	They told me that your name was Fontibell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	No, my good lord, Diana." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Titled goddess;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And worth it, with addition! But, fair soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	In your fine frame hath love no quality?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If quick fire of youth light not your mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	You are no maiden, but a monument:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When you are dead, you should be such a one" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you are now, for you are cold and stem;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now you should be as your mother was" & @CRLF & _
                "	When your sweet self was got." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	She then was honest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	So should you be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	No:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My mother did but duty; such, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	As you owe to your wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	No more o' that;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, do not strive against my vows:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I was compell'd to her; but I love thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	By love's own sweet constraint, and will for ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do thee all rights of service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	Ay, so you serve us" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till we serve you; but when you have our roses," & @CRLF & _
                "	You barely leave our thorns to prick ourselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	And mock us with our bareness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	How have I sworn!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	'Tis not the many oaths that makes the truth," & @CRLF & _
                "	But the plain single vow that is vow'd true." & @CRLF & _
                "	What is not holy, that we swear not by," & @CRLF & _
                "	But take the High'st to witness: then, pray you, tell me," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I should swear by God's great attributes," & @CRLF & _
                "	I loved you dearly, would you believe my oaths," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I did love you ill? This has no holding," & @CRLF & _
                "	To swear by him whom I protest to love," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I will work against him: therefore your oaths" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are words and poor conditions, but unseal'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	At least in my opinion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Change it, change it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not so holy-cruel: love is holy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And my integrity ne'er knew the crafts" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you do charge men with. Stand no more off," & @CRLF & _
                "	But give thyself unto my sick desires," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who then recover: say thou art mine, and ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	My love as it begins shall so persever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	I see that men make ropes in such a scarre" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we'll forsake ourselves. Give me that ring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	I'll lend it thee, my dear; but have no power" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give it from me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	Will you not, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	It is an honour 'longing to our house," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bequeathed down from many ancestors;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which were the greatest obloquy i' the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	In me to lose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	                  Mine honour's such a ring:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My chastity's the jewel of our house," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bequeathed down from many ancestors;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which were the greatest obloquy i' the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	In me to lose: thus your own proper wisdom" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brings in the champion Honour on my part," & @CRLF & _
                "	Against your vain assault." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Here, take my ring:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My house, mine honour, yea, my life, be thine," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I'll be bid by thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	When midnight comes, knock at my chamber-window:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll order take my mother shall not hear." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now will I charge you in the band of truth," & @CRLF & _
                "	When you have conquer'd my yet maiden bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Remain there but an hour, nor speak to me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My reasons are most strong; and you shall know them" & @CRLF & _
                "	When back again this ring shall be deliver'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And on your finger in the night I'll put" & @CRLF & _
                "	Another ring, that what in time proceeds" & @CRLF & _
                "	May token to the future our past deeds." & @CRLF & _
                "	Adieu, till then; then, fail not. You have won" & @CRLF & _
                "	A wife of me, though there my hope be done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	A heaven on earth I have won by wooing thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	For which live long to thank both heaven and me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You may so in the end." & @CRLF & _
                "	My mother told me just how he would woo," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if she sat in 's heart; she says all men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have the like oaths: he had sworn to marry me" & @CRLF & _
                "	When his wife's dead; therefore I'll lie with him" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I am buried. Since Frenchmen are so braid," & @CRLF & _
                "	Marry that will, I live and die a maid:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only in this disguise I think't no sin" & @CRLF & _
                "	To cozen him that would unjustly win." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The Florentine camp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the two French Lords and some two or three Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	You have not given him his mother's letter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	I have delivered it an hour since: there is" & @CRLF & _
                "	something in't that stings his nature; for on the" & @CRLF & _
                "	reading it he changed almost into another man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	He has much worthy blame laid upon him for shaking" & @CRLF & _
                "	off so good a wife and so sweet a lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Especially he hath incurred the everlasting" & @CRLF & _
                "	displeasure of the king, who had even tuned his" & @CRLF & _
                "	bounty to sing happiness to him. I will tell you a" & @CRLF & _
                "	thing, but you shall let it dwell darkly with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	When you have spoken it, 'tis dead, and I am the" & @CRLF & _
                "	grave of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	He hath perverted a young gentlewoman here in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Florence, of a most chaste renown; and this night he" & @CRLF & _
                "	fleshes his will in the spoil of her honour: he hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	given her his monumental ring, and thinks himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	made in the unchaste composition." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Now, God delay our rebellion! as we are ourselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	what things are we!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Merely our own traitors. And as in the common course" & @CRLF & _
                "	of all treasons, we still see them reveal" & @CRLF & _
                "	themselves, till they attain to their abhorred ends," & @CRLF & _
                "	so he that in this action contrives against his own" & @CRLF & _
                "	nobility, in his proper stream o'erflows himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Is it not meant damnable in us, to be trumpeters of" & @CRLF & _
                "	our unlawful intents? We shall not then have his" & @CRLF & _
                "	company to-night?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Not till after midnight; for he is dieted to his hour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	That approaches apace; I would gladly have him see" & @CRLF & _
                "	his company anatomized, that he might take a measure" & @CRLF & _
                "	of his own judgments, wherein so curiously he had" & @CRLF & _
                "	set this counterfeit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	We will not meddle with him till he come; for his" & @CRLF & _
                "	presence must be the whip of the other." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	In the mean time, what hear you of these wars?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	I hear there is an overture of peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Nay, I assure you, a peace concluded." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	What will Count Rousillon do then? will he travel" & @CRLF & _
                "	higher, or return again into France?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	I perceive, by this demand, you are not altogether" & @CRLF & _
                "	of his council." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Let it be forbid, sir; so should I be a great deal" & @CRLF & _
                "	of his act." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Sir, his wife some two months since fled from his" & @CRLF & _
                "	house: her pretence is a pilgrimage to Saint Jaques" & @CRLF & _
                "	le Grand; which holy undertaking with most austere" & @CRLF & _
                "	sanctimony she accomplished; and, there residing the" & @CRLF & _
                "	tenderness of her nature became as a prey to her" & @CRLF & _
                "	grief; in fine, made a groan of her last breath, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	now she sings in heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	How is this justified?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	The stronger part of it by her own letters, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	makes her story true, even to the point of her" & @CRLF & _
                "	death: her death itself, which could not be her" & @CRLF & _
                "	office to say is come, was faithfully confirmed by" & @CRLF & _
                "	the rector of the place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Hath the count all this intelligence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Ay, and the particular confirmations, point from" & @CRLF & _
                "	point, so to the full arming of the verity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	I am heartily sorry that he'll be glad of this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	How mightily sometimes we make us comforts of our losses!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	And how mightily some other times we drown our gain" & @CRLF & _
                "	in tears! The great dignity that his valour hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	here acquired for him shall at home be encountered" & @CRLF & _
                "	with a shame as ample." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and" & @CRLF & _
                "	ill together: our virtues would be proud, if our" & @CRLF & _
                "	faults whipped them not; and our crimes would" & @CRLF & _
                "	despair, if they were not cherished by our virtues." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now! where's your master?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	He met the duke in the street, sir, of whom he hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	taken a solemn leave: his lordship will next" & @CRLF & _
                "	morning for France. The duke hath offered him" & @CRLF & _
                "	letters of commendations to the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	They shall be no more than needful there, if they" & @CRLF & _
                "	were more than they can commend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	They cannot be too sweet for the king's tartness." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here's his lordship now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BERTRAM]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, my lord! is't not after midnight?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	I have to-night dispatched sixteen businesses, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	month's length a-piece, by an abstract of success:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have congied with the duke, done my adieu with his" & @CRLF & _
                "	nearest; buried a wife, mourned for her; writ to my" & @CRLF & _
                "	lady mother I am returning; entertained my convoy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and between these main parcels of dispatch effected" & @CRLF & _
                "	many nicer needs; the last was the greatest, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	that I have not ended yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	If the business be of any difficulty, and this" & @CRLF & _
                "	morning your departure hence, it requires haste of" & @CRLF & _
                "	your lordship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	I mean, the business is not ended, as fearing to" & @CRLF & _
                "	hear of it hereafter. But shall we have this" & @CRLF & _
                "	dialogue between the fool and the soldier? Come," & @CRLF & _
                "	bring forth this counterfeit module, he has deceived" & @CRLF & _
                "	me, like a double-meaning prophesier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Bring him forth: has sat i' the stocks all night," & @CRLF & _
                "	poor gallant knave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	No matter: his heels have deserved it, in usurping" & @CRLF & _
                "	his spurs so long. How does he carry himself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	I have told your lordship already, the stocks carry" & @CRLF & _
                "	him. But to answer you as you would be understood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	he weeps like a wench that had shed her milk: he" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath confessed himself to Morgan, whom he supposes" & @CRLF & _
                "	to be a friar, from the time of his remembrance to" & @CRLF & _
                "	this very instant disaster of his setting i' the" & @CRLF & _
                "	stocks: and what think you he hath confessed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Nothing of me, has a'?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	His confession is taken, and it shall be read to his" & @CRLF & _
                "	face: if your lordship be in't, as I believe you" & @CRLF & _
                "	are, you must have the patience to hear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PAROLLES guarded, and First Soldier]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	A plague upon him! muffled! he can say nothing of" & @CRLF & _
                "	me: hush, hush!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Hoodman comes! Portotartarosa" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	He calls for the tortures: what will you say" & @CRLF & _
                "	without 'em?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	I will confess what I know without constraint: if" & @CRLF & _
                "	ye pinch me like a pasty, I can say no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Bosko chimurcho." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Boblibindo chicurmurco." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	You are a merciful general. Our general bids you" & @CRLF & _
                "	answer to what I shall ask you out of a note." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	And truly, as I hope to live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	[Reads]  'First demand of him how many horse the" & @CRLF & _
                "	duke is strong.' What say you to that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Five or six thousand; but very weak and" & @CRLF & _
                "	unserviceable: the troops are all scattered, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	the commanders very poor rogues, upon my reputation" & @CRLF & _
                "	and credit and as I hope to live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Shall I set down your answer so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Do: I'll take the sacrament on't, how and which way you will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	All's one to him. What a past-saving slave is this!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	You're deceived, my lord: this is Monsieur" & @CRLF & _
                "	Parolles, the gallant militarist,--that was his own" & @CRLF & _
                "	phrase,--that had the whole theoric of war in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	knot of his scarf, and the practise in the chape of" & @CRLF & _
                "	his dagger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	I will never trust a man again for keeping his sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	clean. nor believe he can have every thing in him" & @CRLF & _
                "	by wearing his apparel neatly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Well, that's set down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Five or six thousand horse, I said,-- I will say" & @CRLF & _
                "	true,--or thereabouts, set down, for I'll speak truth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	He's very near the truth in this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	But I con him no thanks for't, in the nature he" & @CRLF & _
                "	delivers it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Poor rogues, I pray you, say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Well, that's set down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	I humbly thank you, sir: a truth's a truth, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	rogues are marvellous poor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	[Reads]  'Demand of him, of what strength they are" & @CRLF & _
                "	a-foot.' What say you to that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	By my troth, sir, if I were to live this present" & @CRLF & _
                "	hour, I will tell true. Let me see: Spurio, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	hundred and fifty; Sebastian, so many; Corambus, so" & @CRLF & _
                "	many; Jaques, so many; Guiltian, Cosmo, Lodowick," & @CRLF & _
                "	and Gratii, two hundred and fifty each; mine own" & @CRLF & _
                "	company, Chitopher, Vaumond, Bentii, two hundred and" & @CRLF & _
                "	fifty each: so that the muster-file, rotten and" & @CRLF & _
                "	sound, upon my life, amounts not to fifteen thousand" & @CRLF & _
                "	poll; half of the which dare not shake snow from off" & @CRLF & _
                "	their cassocks, lest they shake themselves to pieces." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	What shall be done to him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Nothing, but let him have thanks. Demand of him my" & @CRLF & _
                "	condition, and what credit I have with the duke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Well, that's set down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'You shall demand of him, whether one Captain Dumain" & @CRLF & _
                "	be i' the camp, a Frenchman; what his reputation is" & @CRLF & _
                "	with the duke; what his valour, honesty, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	expertness in wars; or whether he thinks it were not" & @CRLF & _
                "	possible, with well-weighing sums of gold, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	corrupt him to revolt.' What say you to this? what" & @CRLF & _
                "	do you know of it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	I beseech you, let me answer to the particular of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the inter'gatories: demand them singly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Do you know this Captain Dumain?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	I know him: a' was a botcher's 'prentice in Paris," & @CRLF & _
                "	from whence he was whipped for getting the shrieve's" & @CRLF & _
                "	fool with child,--a dumb innocent, that could not" & @CRLF & _
                "	say him nay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Nay, by your leave, hold your hands; though I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	his brains are forfeit to the next tile that falls." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Well, is this captain in the duke of Florence's camp?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Upon my knowledge, he is, and lousy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Nay look not so upon me; we shall hear of your" & @CRLF & _
                "	lordship anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	What is his reputation with the duke?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	The duke knows him for no other but a poor officer" & @CRLF & _
                "	of mine; and writ to me this other day to turn him" & @CRLF & _
                "	out o' the band: I think I have his letter in my pocket." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Marry, we'll search." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	In good sadness, I do not know; either it is there," & @CRLF & _
                "	or it is upon a file with the duke's other letters" & @CRLF & _
                "	in my tent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Here 'tis; here's a paper: shall I read it to you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	I do not know if it be it or no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Our interpreter does it well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Excellently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	[Reads]  'Dian, the count's a fool, and full of gold,'--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	That is not the duke's letter, sir; that is an" & @CRLF & _
                "	advertisement to a proper maid in Florence, one" & @CRLF & _
                "	Diana, to take heed of the allurement of one Count" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rousillon, a foolish idle boy, but for all that very" & @CRLF & _
                "	ruttish: I pray you, sir, put it up again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Nay, I'll read it first, by your favour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	My meaning in't, I protest, was very honest in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	behalf of the maid; for I knew the young count to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	a dangerous and lascivious boy, who is a whale to" & @CRLF & _
                "	virginity and devours up all the fry it finds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Damnable both-sides rogue!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	[Reads]  'When he swears oaths, bid him drop gold, and take it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	After he scores, he never pays the score:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Half won is match well made; match, and well make it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He ne'er pays after-debts, take it before;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And say a soldier, Dian, told thee this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Men are to mell with, boys are not to kiss:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For count of this, the count's a fool, I know it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who pays before, but not when he does owe it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thine, as he vowed to thee in thine ear," & @CRLF & _
                "			  PAROLLES.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	He shall be whipped through the army with this rhyme" & @CRLF & _
                "	in's forehead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	This is your devoted friend, sir, the manifold" & @CRLF & _
                "	linguist and the armipotent soldier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	I could endure any thing before but a cat, and now" & @CRLF & _
                "	he's a cat to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	I perceive, sir, by the general's looks, we shall be" & @CRLF & _
                "	fain to hang you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	My life, sir, in any case: not that I am afraid to" & @CRLF & _
                "	die; but that, my offences being many, I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	repent out the remainder of nature: let me live," & @CRLF & _
                "	sir, in a dungeon, i' the stocks, or any where, so I may live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	We'll see what may be done, so you confess freely;" & @CRLF & _
                "	therefore, once more to this Captain Dumain: you" & @CRLF & _
                "	have answered to his reputation with the duke and to" & @CRLF & _
                "	his valour: what is his honesty?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	He will steal, sir, an egg out of a cloister: for" & @CRLF & _
                "	rapes and ravishments he parallels Nessus: he" & @CRLF & _
                "	professes not keeping of oaths; in breaking 'em he" & @CRLF & _
                "	is stronger than Hercules: he will lie, sir, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	such volubility, that you would think truth were a" & @CRLF & _
                "	fool: drunkenness is his best virtue, for he will" & @CRLF & _
                "	be swine-drunk; and in his sleep he does little" & @CRLF & _
                "	harm, save to his bed-clothes about him; but they" & @CRLF & _
                "	know his conditions and lay him in straw. I have but" & @CRLF & _
                "	little more to say, sir, of his honesty: he has" & @CRLF & _
                "	every thing that an honest man should not have; what" & @CRLF & _
                "	an honest man should have, he has nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	I begin to love him for this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	For this description of thine honesty? A pox upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	him for me, he's more and more a cat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	What say you to his expertness in war?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Faith, sir, he has led the drum before the English" & @CRLF & _
                "	tragedians; to belie him, I will not, and more of" & @CRLF & _
                "	his soldiership I know not; except, in that country" & @CRLF & _
                "	he had the honour to be the officer at a place there" & @CRLF & _
                "	called Mile-end, to instruct for the doubling of" & @CRLF & _
                "	files: I would do the man what honour I can, but of" & @CRLF & _
                "	this I am not certain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	He hath out-villained villany so far, that the" & @CRLF & _
                "	rarity redeems him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	A pox on him, he's a cat still." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	His qualities being at this poor price, I need not" & @CRLF & _
                "	to ask you if gold will corrupt him to revolt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Sir, for a quart d'ecu he will sell the fee-simple" & @CRLF & _
                "	of his salvation, the inheritance of it; and cut the" & @CRLF & _
                "	entail from all remainders, and a perpetual" & @CRLF & _
                "	succession for it perpetually." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	What's his brother, the other Captain Dumain?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Why does be ask him of me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	What's he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	E'en a crow o' the same nest; not altogether so" & @CRLF & _
                "	great as the first in goodness, but greater a great" & @CRLF & _
                "	deal in evil: he excels his brother for a coward," & @CRLF & _
                "	yet his brother is reputed one of the best that is:" & @CRLF & _
                "	in a retreat he outruns any lackey; marry, in coming" & @CRLF & _
                "	on he has the cramp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	If your life be saved, will you undertake to betray" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Florentine?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Ay, and the captain of his horse, Count Rousillon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	I'll whisper with the general, and know his pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	[Aside]  I'll no more drumming; a plague of all" & @CRLF & _
                "	drums! Only to seem to deserve well, and to" & @CRLF & _
                "	beguile the supposition of that lascivious young boy" & @CRLF & _
                "	the count, have I run into this danger. Yet who" & @CRLF & _
                "	would have suspected an ambush where I was taken?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	There is no remedy, sir, but you must die: the" & @CRLF & _
                "	general says, you that have so traitorously" & @CRLF & _
                "	discovered the secrets of your army and made such" & @CRLF & _
                "	pestiferous reports of men very nobly held, can" & @CRLF & _
                "	serve the world for no honest use; therefore you" & @CRLF & _
                "	must die. Come, headsman, off with his head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	O Lord, sir, let me live, or let me see my death!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	That shall you, and take your leave of all your friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Unblinding him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	So, look about you: know you any here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Good morrow, noble captain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	God bless you, Captain Parolles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	God save you, noble captain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Captain, what greeting will you to my Lord Lafeu?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am for France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Good captain, will you give me a copy of the sonnet" & @CRLF & _
                "	you writ to Diana in behalf of the Count Rousillon?" & @CRLF & _
                "	an I were not a very coward, I'ld compel it of you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	but fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt BERTRAM and Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	You are undone, captain, all but your scarf; that" & @CRLF & _
                "	has a knot on't yet" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Who cannot be crushed with a plot?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	If you could find out a country where but women were" & @CRLF & _
                "	that had received so much shame, you might begin an" & @CRLF & _
                "	impudent nation. Fare ye well, sir; I am for France" & @CRLF & _
                "	too: we shall speak of you there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit with Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Yet am I thankful: if my heart were great," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twould burst at this. Captain I'll be no more;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will eat and drink, and sleep as soft" & @CRLF & _
                "	As captain shall: simply the thing I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall make me live. Who knows himself a braggart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him fear this, for it will come to pass" & @CRLF & _
                "	that every braggart shall be found an ass." & @CRLF & _
                "	Rust, sword? cool, blushes! and, Parolles, live" & @CRLF & _
                "	Safest in shame! being fool'd, by foolery thrive!" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's place and means for every man alive." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll after them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Florence. The Widow's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HELENA, Widow, and DIANA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	That you may well perceive I have not wrong'd you," & @CRLF & _
                "	One of the greatest in the Christian world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be my surety; 'fore whose throne 'tis needful," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere I can perfect mine intents, to kneel:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Time was, I did him a desired office," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dear almost as his life; which gratitude" & @CRLF & _
                "	Through flinty Tartar's bosom would peep forth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And answer, thanks: I duly am inform'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	His grace is at Marseilles; to which place" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have convenient convoy. You must know" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am supposed dead: the army breaking," & @CRLF & _
                "	My husband hies him home; where, heaven aiding," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by the leave of my good lord the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll be before our welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	Gentle madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	You never had a servant to whose trust" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your business was more welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Nor you, mistress," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ever a friend whose thoughts more truly labour" & @CRLF & _
                "	To recompense your love: doubt not but heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath brought me up to be your daughter's dower," & @CRLF & _
                "	As it hath fated her to be my motive" & @CRLF & _
                "	And helper to a husband. But, O strange men!" & @CRLF & _
                "	That can such sweet use make of what they hate," & @CRLF & _
                "	When saucy trusting of the cozen'd thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Defiles the pitchy night: so lust doth play" & @CRLF & _
                "	With what it loathes for that which is away." & @CRLF & _
                "	But more of this hereafter. You, Diana," & @CRLF & _
                "	Under my poor instructions yet must suffer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Something in my behalf." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	Let death and honesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go with your impositions, I am yours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon your will to suffer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Yet, I pray you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But with the word the time will bring on summer," & @CRLF & _
                "	When briers shall have leaves as well as thorns," & @CRLF & _
                "	And be as sweet as sharp. We must away;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our wagon is prepared, and time revives us:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All's well that ends well; still the fine's the crown;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whate'er the course, the end is the renown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Rousillon. The COUNT's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter COUNTESS, LAFEU, and Clown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	No, no, no, your son was misled with a snipt-taffeta" & @CRLF & _
                "	fellow there, whose villanous saffron would have" & @CRLF & _
                "	made all the unbaked and doughy youth of a nation in" & @CRLF & _
                "	his colour: your daughter-in-law had been alive at" & @CRLF & _
                "	this hour, and your son here at home, more advanced" & @CRLF & _
                "	by the king than by that red-tailed humble-bee I speak of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	I would I had not known him; it was the death of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	most virtuous gentlewoman that ever nature had" & @CRLF & _
                "	praise for creating. If she had partaken of my" & @CRLF & _
                "	flesh, and cost me the dearest groans of a mother, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	could not have owed her a more rooted love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	'Twas a good lady, 'twas a good lady: we may pick a" & @CRLF & _
                "	thousand salads ere we light on such another herb." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Indeed, sir, she was the sweet marjoram of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	salad, or rather, the herb of grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	They are not herbs, you knave; they are nose-herbs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I am no great Nebuchadnezzar, sir; I have not much" & @CRLF & _
                "	skill in grass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Whether dost thou profess thyself, a knave or a fool?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	A fool, sir, at a woman's service, and a knave at a man's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Your distinction?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I would cozen the man of his wife and do his service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	So you were a knave at his service, indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	And I would give his wife my bauble, sir, to do her service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	I will subscribe for thee, thou art both knave and fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	At your service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	No, no, no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Why, sir, if I cannot serve you, I can serve as" & @CRLF & _
                "	great a prince as you are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Who's that? a Frenchman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Faith, sir, a' has an English name; but his fisnomy" & @CRLF & _
                "	is more hotter in France than there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	What prince is that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	The black prince, sir; alias, the prince of" & @CRLF & _
                "	darkness; alias, the devil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Hold thee, there's my purse: I give thee not this" & @CRLF & _
                "	to suggest thee from thy master thou talkest of;" & @CRLF & _
                "	serve him still." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I am a woodland fellow, sir, that always loved a" & @CRLF & _
                "	great fire; and the master I speak of ever keeps a" & @CRLF & _
                "	good fire. But, sure, he is the prince of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	world; let his nobility remain in's court. I am for" & @CRLF & _
                "	the house with the narrow gate, which I take to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	too little for pomp to enter: some that humble" & @CRLF & _
                "	themselves may; but the many will be too chill and" & @CRLF & _
                "	tender, and they'll be for the flowery way that" & @CRLF & _
                "	leads to the broad gate and the great fire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Go thy ways, I begin to be aweary of thee; and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	tell thee so before, because I would not fall out" & @CRLF & _
                "	with thee. Go thy ways: let my horses be well" & @CRLF & _
                "	looked to, without any tricks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	If I put any tricks upon 'em, sir, they shall be" & @CRLF & _
                "	jades' tricks; which are their own right by the law of nature." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	A shrewd knave and an unhappy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	So he is. My lord that's gone made himself much" & @CRLF & _
                "	sport out of him: by his authority he remains here," & @CRLF & _
                "	which he thinks is a patent for his sauciness; and," & @CRLF & _
                "	indeed, he has no pace, but runs where he will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	I like him well; 'tis not amiss. And I was about to" & @CRLF & _
                "	tell you, since I heard of the good lady's death and" & @CRLF & _
                "	that my lord your son was upon his return home, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	moved the king my master to speak in the behalf of" & @CRLF & _
                "	my daughter; which, in the minority of them both," & @CRLF & _
                "	his majesty, out of a self-gracious remembrance, did" & @CRLF & _
                "	first propose: his highness hath promised me to do" & @CRLF & _
                "	it: and, to stop up the displeasure he hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	conceived against your son, there is no fitter" & @CRLF & _
                "	matter. How does your ladyship like it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	With very much content, my lord; and I wish it" & @CRLF & _
                "	happily effected." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	His highness comes post from Marseilles, of as able" & @CRLF & _
                "	body as when he numbered thirty: he will be here" & @CRLF & _
                "	to-morrow, or I am deceived by him that in such" & @CRLF & _
                "	intelligence hath seldom failed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	It rejoices me, that I hope I shall see him ere I" & @CRLF & _
                "	die. I have letters that my son will be here" & @CRLF & _
                "	to-night: I shall beseech your lordship to remain" & @CRLF & _
                "	with me till they meet together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Madam, I was thinking with what manners I might" & @CRLF & _
                "	safely be admitted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	You need but plead your honourable privilege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Lady, of that I have made a bold charter; but I" & @CRLF & _
                "	thank my God it holds yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Clown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	O madam, yonder's my lord your son with a patch of" & @CRLF & _
                "	velvet on's face: whether there be a scar under't" & @CRLF & _
                "	or no, the velvet knows; but 'tis a goodly patch of" & @CRLF & _
                "	velvet: his left cheek is a cheek of two pile and a" & @CRLF & _
                "	half, but his right cheek is worn bare." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	A scar nobly got, or a noble scar, is a good livery" & @CRLF & _
                "	of honour; so belike is that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	But it is your carbonadoed face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Let us go see your son, I pray you: I long to talk" & @CRLF & _
                "	with the young noble soldier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Faith there's a dozen of 'em, with delicate fine" & @CRLF & _
                "	hats and most courteous feathers, which bow the head" & @CRLF & _
                "	and nod at every man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Marseilles. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HELENA, Widow, and DIANA, with two" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	But this exceeding posting day and night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must wear your spirits low; we cannot help it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But since you have made the days and nights as one," & @CRLF & _
                "	To wear your gentle limbs in my affairs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be bold you do so grow in my requital" & @CRLF & _
                "	As nothing can unroot you. In happy time;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Gentleman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	This man may help me to his majesty's ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	If he would spend his power. God save you, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	And you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Sir, I have seen you in the court of France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	I have been sometimes there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	I do presume, sir, that you are not fallen" & @CRLF & _
                "	From the report that goes upon your goodness;" & @CRLF & _
                "	An therefore, goaded with most sharp occasions," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which lay nice manners by, I put you to" & @CRLF & _
                "	The use of your own virtues, for the which" & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall continue thankful." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	What's your will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	That it will please you" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give this poor petition to the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	And aid me with that store of power you have" & @CRLF & _
                "	To come into his presence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	The king's not here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Not here, sir!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Not, indeed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He hence removed last night and with more haste" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than is his use." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	                  Lord, how we lose our pains!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL yet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though time seem so adverse and means unfit." & @CRLF & _
                "	I do beseech you, whither is he gone?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Marry, as I take it, to Rousillon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whither I am going." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	I do beseech you, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since you are like to see the king before me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Commend the paper to his gracious hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I presume shall render you no blame" & @CRLF & _
                "	But rather make you thank your pains for it." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will come after you with what good speed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our means will make us means." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	This I'll do for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	And you shall find yourself to be well thank'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whate'er falls more. We must to horse again." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, go, provide." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Rousillon. Before the COUNT's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Clown, and PAROLLES, following]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Good Monsieur Lavache, give my Lord Lafeu this" & @CRLF & _
                "	letter: I have ere now, sir, been better known to" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, when I have held familiarity with fresher" & @CRLF & _
                "	clothes; but I am now, sir, muddied in fortune's" & @CRLF & _
                "	mood, and smell somewhat strong of her strong" & @CRLF & _
                "	displeasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Truly, fortune's displeasure is but sluttish, if it" & @CRLF & _
                "	smell so strongly as thou speakest of: I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	henceforth eat no fish of fortune's buttering." & @CRLF & _
                "	Prithee, allow the wind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Nay, you need not to stop your nose, sir; I spake" & @CRLF & _
                "	but by a metaphor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Indeed, sir, if your metaphor stink, I will stop my" & @CRLF & _
                "	nose; or against any man's metaphor. Prithee, get" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee further." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Pray you, sir, deliver me this paper." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Foh! prithee, stand away: a paper from fortune's" & @CRLF & _
                "	close-stool to give to a nobleman! Look, here he" & @CRLF & _
                "	comes himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LAFEU]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is a purr of fortune's, sir, or of fortune's" & @CRLF & _
                "	cat,--but not a musk-cat,--that has fallen into the" & @CRLF & _
                "	unclean fishpond of her displeasure, and, as he" & @CRLF & _
                "	says, is muddied withal: pray you, sir, use the" & @CRLF & _
                "	carp as you may; for he looks like a poor, decayed," & @CRLF & _
                "	ingenious, foolish, rascally knave. I do pity his" & @CRLF & _
                "	distress in my similes of comfort and leave him to" & @CRLF & _
                "	your lordship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	My lord, I am a man whom fortune hath cruelly" & @CRLF & _
                "	scratched." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	And what would you have me to do? 'Tis too late to" & @CRLF & _
                "	pare her nails now. Wherein have you played the" & @CRLF & _
                "	knave with fortune, that she should scratch you, who" & @CRLF & _
                "	of herself is a good lady and would not have knaves" & @CRLF & _
                "	thrive long under her? There's a quart d'ecu for" & @CRLF & _
                "	you: let the justices make you and fortune friends:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am for other business." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	I beseech your honour to hear me one single word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	You beg a single penny more: come, you shall ha't;" & @CRLF & _
                "	save your word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	My name, my good lord, is Parolles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	You beg more than 'word,' then. Cox my passion!" & @CRLF & _
                "	give me your hand. How does your drum?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	O my good lord, you were the first that found me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Was I, in sooth? and I was the first that lost thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	It lies in you, my lord, to bring me in some grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	for you did bring me out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Out upon thee, knave! dost thou put upon me at once" & @CRLF & _
                "	both the office of God and the devil? One brings" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee in grace and the other brings thee out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpets sound]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king's coming; I know by his trumpets. Sirrah," & @CRLF & _
                "	inquire further after me; I had talk of you last" & @CRLF & _
                "	night: though you are a fool and a knave, you shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	eat; go to, follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	I praise God for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Rousillon. The COUNT's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter KING, COUNTESS, LAFEU, the two" & @CRLF & _
                "	French Lords, with Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	We lost a jewel of her; and our esteem" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was made much poorer by it: but your son," & @CRLF & _
                "	As mad in folly, lack'd the sense to know" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her estimation home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	'Tis past, my liege;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I beseech your majesty to make it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Natural rebellion, done i' the blaze of youth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When oil and fire, too strong for reason's force," & @CRLF & _
                "	O'erbears it and burns on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	My honour'd lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have forgiven and forgotten all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though my revenges were high bent upon him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And watch'd the time to shoot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	This I must say," & @CRLF & _
                "	But first I beg my pardon, the young lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did to his majesty, his mother and his lady" & @CRLF & _
                "	Offence of mighty note; but to himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	The greatest wrong of all. He lost a wife" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose beauty did astonish the survey" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of richest eyes, whose words all ears took captive," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose dear perfection hearts that scorn'd to serve" & @CRLF & _
                "	Humbly call'd mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Praising what is lost" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes the remembrance dear. Well, call him hither;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We are reconciled, and the first view shall kill" & @CRLF & _
                "	All repetition: let him not ask our pardon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The nature of his great offence is dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	And deeper than oblivion we do bury" & @CRLF & _
                "	The incensing relics of it: let him approach," & @CRLF & _
                "	A stranger, no offender; and inform him" & @CRLF & _
                "	So 'tis our will he should." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	I shall, my liege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	What says he to your daughter? have you spoke?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	All that he is hath reference to your highness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Then shall we have a match. I have letters sent me" & @CRLF & _
                "	That set him high in fame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BERTRAM]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	He looks well on't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	I am not a day of season," & @CRLF & _
                "	For thou mayst see a sunshine and a hail" & @CRLF & _
                "	In me at once: but to the brightest beams" & @CRLF & _
                "	Distracted clouds give way; so stand thou forth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The time is fair again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	My high-repented blames," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dear sovereign, pardon to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	All is whole;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not one word more of the consumed time." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's take the instant by the forward top;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For we are old, and on our quick'st decrees" & @CRLF & _
                "	The inaudible and noiseless foot of Time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Steals ere we can effect them. You remember" & @CRLF & _
                "	The daughter of this lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Admiringly, my liege, at first" & @CRLF & _
                "	I stuck my choice upon her, ere my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Durst make too bold a herald of my tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where the impression of mine eye infixing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Contempt his scornful perspective did lend me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which warp'd the line of every other favour;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Scorn'd a fair colour, or express'd it stolen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Extended or contracted all proportions" & @CRLF & _
                "	To a most hideous object: thence it came" & @CRLF & _
                "	That she whom all men praised and whom myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since I have lost, have loved, was in mine eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	The dust that did offend it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Well excused:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou didst love her, strikes some scores away" & @CRLF & _
                "	From the great compt: but love that comes too late," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a remorseful pardon slowly carried," & @CRLF & _
                "	To the great sender turns a sour offence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Crying, 'That's good that's gone.' Our rash faults" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make trivial price of serious things we have," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not knowing them until we know their grave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Oft our displeasures, to ourselves unjust," & @CRLF & _
                "	Destroy our friends and after weep their dust" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our own love waking cries to see what's done," & @CRLF & _
                "	While shame full late sleeps out the afternoon." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be this sweet Helen's knell, and now forget her." & @CRLF & _
                "	Send forth your amorous token for fair Maudlin:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The main consents are had; and here we'll stay" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see our widower's second marriage-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Which better than the first, O dear heaven, bless!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, ere they meet, in me, O nature, cesse!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Come on, my son, in whom my house's name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must be digested, give a favour from you" & @CRLF & _
                "	To sparkle in the spirits of my daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	That she may quickly come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[BERTRAM gives a ring]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		     By my old beard," & @CRLF & _
                "	And every hair that's on't, Helen, that's dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was a sweet creature: such a ring as this," & @CRLF & _
                "	The last that e'er I took her at court," & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw upon her finger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Hers it was not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Now, pray you, let me see it; for mine eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	While I was speaking, oft was fasten'd to't." & @CRLF & _
                "	This ring was mine; and, when I gave it Helen," & @CRLF & _
                "	I bade her, if her fortunes ever stood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Necessitied to help, that by this token" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would relieve her. Had you that craft, to reave" & @CRLF & _
                "	her" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what should stead her most?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	My gracious sovereign," & @CRLF & _
                "	Howe'er it pleases you to take it so," & @CRLF & _
                "	The ring was never hers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Son, on my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have seen her wear it; and she reckon'd it" & @CRLF & _
                "	At her life's rate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	I am sure I saw her wear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	You are deceived, my lord; she never saw it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Florence was it from a casement thrown me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wrapp'd in a paper, which contain'd the name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of her that threw it: noble she was, and thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	I stood engaged: but when I had subscribed" & @CRLF & _
                "	To mine own fortune and inform'd her fully" & @CRLF & _
                "	I could not answer in that course of honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	As she had made the overture, she ceased" & @CRLF & _
                "	In heavy satisfaction and would never" & @CRLF & _
                "	Receive the ring again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Plutus himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	That knows the tinct and multiplying medicine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath not in nature's mystery more science" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than I have in this ring: 'twas mine, 'twas Helen's," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whoever gave it you. Then, if you know" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you are well acquainted with yourself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Confess 'twas hers, and by what rough enforcement" & @CRLF & _
                "	You got it from her: she call'd the saints to surety" & @CRLF & _
                "	That she would never put it from her finger," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless she gave it to yourself in bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where you have never come, or sent it us" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon her great disaster." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	She never saw it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Thou speak'st it falsely, as I love mine honour;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And makest conjectural fears to come into me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I would fain shut out. If it should prove" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou art so inhuman,--'twill not prove so;--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet I know not: thou didst hate her deadly," & @CRLF & _
                "	And she is dead; which nothing, but to close" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her eyes myself, could win me to believe," & @CRLF & _
                "	More than to see this ring. Take him away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Guards seize BERTRAM]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	My fore-past proofs, howe'er the matter fall," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall tax my fears of little vanity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Having vainly fear'd too little. Away with him!" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll sift this matter further." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	If you shall prove" & @CRLF & _
                "	This ring was ever hers, you shall as easy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prove that I husbanded her bed in Florence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where yet she never was." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit, guarded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	I am wrapp'd in dismal thinkings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Gentleman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Gracious sovereign," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether I have been to blame or no, I know not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here's a petition from a Florentine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who hath for four or five removes come short" & @CRLF & _
                "	To tender it herself. I undertook it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Vanquish'd thereto by the fair grace and speech" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the poor suppliant, who by this I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is here attending: her business looks in her" & @CRLF & _
                "	With an importing visage; and she told me," & @CRLF & _
                "	In a sweet verbal brief, it did concern" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your highness with herself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	[Reads]  Upon his many protestations to marry me" & @CRLF & _
                "	when his wife was dead, I blush to say it, he won" & @CRLF & _
                "	me. Now is the Count Rousillon a widower: his vows" & @CRLF & _
                "	are forfeited to me, and my honour's paid to him. He" & @CRLF & _
                "	stole from Florence, taking no leave, and I follow" & @CRLF & _
                "	him to his country for justice: grant it me, O" & @CRLF & _
                "	king! in you it best lies; otherwise a seducer" & @CRLF & _
                "	flourishes, and a poor maid is undone." & @CRLF & _
                "		                  DIANA CAPILET." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	I will buy me a son-in-law in a fair, and toll for" & @CRLF & _
                "	this: I'll none of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	The heavens have thought well on thee Lafeu," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bring forth this discovery. Seek these suitors:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go speedily and bring again the count." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am afeard the life of Helen, lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was foully snatch'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	Now, justice on the doers!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BERTRAM, guarded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	I wonder, sir, sith wives are monsters to you," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that you fly them as you swear them lordship," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet you desire to marry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Widow and DIANA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		   What woman's that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	I am, my lord, a wretched Florentine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Derived from the ancient Capilet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My suit, as I do understand, you know," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore know how far I may be pitied." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	I am her mother, sir, whose age and honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both suffer under this complaint we bring," & @CRLF & _
                "	And both shall cease, without your remedy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Come hither, count; do you know these women?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	My lord, I neither can nor will deny" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that I know them: do they charge me further?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	Why do you look so strange upon your wife?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	She's none of mine, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	If you shall marry," & @CRLF & _
                "	You give away this hand, and that is mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You give away heaven's vows, and those are mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You give away myself, which is known mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I by vow am so embodied yours," & @CRLF & _
                "	That she which marries you must marry me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Either both or none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Your reputation comes too short for my daughter; you" & @CRLF & _
                "	are no husband for her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	My lord, this is a fond and desperate creature," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom sometime I have laugh'd with: let your highness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lay a more noble thought upon mine honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than for to think that I would sink it here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Sir, for my thoughts, you have them ill to friend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till your deeds gain them: fairer prove your honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than in my thought it lies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	Good my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ask him upon his oath, if he does think" & @CRLF & _
                "	He had not my virginity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	What say'st thou to her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	She's impudent, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	And was a common gamester to the camp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	He does me wrong, my lord; if I were so," & @CRLF & _
                "	He might have bought me at a common price:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not believe him. O, behold this ring," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose high respect and rich validity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did lack a parallel; yet for all that" & @CRLF & _
                "	He gave it to a commoner o' the camp," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I be one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTESS	                  He blushes, and 'tis it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of six preceding ancestors, that gem," & @CRLF & _
                "	Conferr'd by testament to the sequent issue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath it been owed and worn. This is his wife;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ring's a thousand proofs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Methought you said" & @CRLF & _
                "	You saw one here in court could witness it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	I did, my lord, but loath am to produce" & @CRLF & _
                "	So bad an instrument: his name's Parolles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	I saw the man to-day, if man he be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Find him, and bring him hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit an Attendant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	What of him?" & @CRLF & _
                "	He's quoted for a most perfidious slave," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all the spots o' the world tax'd and debosh'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose nature sickens but to speak a truth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Am I or that or this for what he'll utter," & @CRLF & _
                "	That will speak any thing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	She hath that ring of yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	I think she has: certain it is I liked her," & @CRLF & _
                "	And boarded her i' the wanton way of youth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She knew her distance and did angle for me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Madding my eagerness with her restraint," & @CRLF & _
                "	As all impediments in fancy's course" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are motives of more fancy; and, in fine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her infinite cunning, with her modern grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Subdued me to her rate: she got the ring;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I had that which any inferior might" & @CRLF & _
                "	At market-price have bought." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	I must be patient:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You, that have turn'd off a first so noble wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	May justly diet me. I pray you yet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since you lack virtue, I will lose a husband;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Send for your ring, I will return it home," & @CRLF & _
                "	And give me mine again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	I have it not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	What ring was yours, I pray you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	Sir, much like" & @CRLF & _
                "	The same upon your finger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Know you this ring? this ring was his of late." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	And this was it I gave him, being abed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	The story then goes false, you threw it him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of a casement." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	                  I have spoke the truth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PAROLLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	My lord, I do confess the ring was hers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	You boggle shrewdly, every feather stars you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is this the man you speak of?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	Ay, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Tell me, sirrah, but tell me true, I charge you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not fearing the displeasure of your master," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which on your just proceeding I'll keep off," & @CRLF & _
                "	By him and by this woman here what know you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	So please your majesty, my master hath been an" & @CRLF & _
                "	honourable gentleman: tricks he hath had in him," & @CRLF & _
                "	which gentlemen have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Come, come, to the purpose: did he love this woman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Faith, sir, he did love her; but how?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	How, I pray you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	He did love her, sir, as a gentleman loves a woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	How is that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	He loved her, sir, and loved her not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	As thou art a knave, and no knave. What an" & @CRLF & _
                "	equivocal companion is this!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	I am a poor man, and at your majesty's command." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	He's a good drum, my lord, but a naughty orator." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	Do you know he promised me marriage?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Faith, I know more than I'll speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	But wilt thou not speak all thou knowest?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAROLLES	Yes, so please your majesty. I did go between them," & @CRLF & _
                "	as I said; but more than that, he loved her: for" & @CRLF & _
                "	indeed he was mad for her, and talked of Satan and" & @CRLF & _
                "	of Limbo and of Furies and I know not what: yet I" & @CRLF & _
                "	was in that credit with them at that time that I" & @CRLF & _
                "	knew of their going to bed, and of other motions," & @CRLF & _
                "	as promising her marriage, and things which would" & @CRLF & _
                "	derive me ill will to speak of; therefore I will not" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak what I know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Thou hast spoken all already, unless thou canst say" & @CRLF & _
                "	they are married: but thou art too fine in thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	evidence; therefore stand aside." & @CRLF & _
                "	This ring, you say, was yours?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	Ay, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Where did you buy it? or who gave it you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	It was not given me, nor I did not buy it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Who lent it you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	                  It was not lent me neither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Where did you find it, then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	I found it not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	If it were yours by none of all these ways," & @CRLF & _
                "	How could you give it him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	I never gave it him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	This woman's an easy glove, my lord; she goes off" & @CRLF & _
                "	and on at pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	This ring was mine; I gave it his first wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	It might be yours or hers, for aught I know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Take her away; I do not like her now;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To prison with her: and away with him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless thou tell'st me where thou hadst this ring," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou diest within this hour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	I'll never tell you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Take her away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	                  I'll put in bail, my liege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	I think thee now some common customer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	By Jove, if ever I knew man, 'twas you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Wherefore hast thou accused him all this while?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	Because he's guilty, and he is not guilty:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He knows I am no maid, and he'll swear to't;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll swear I am a maid, and he knows not." & @CRLF & _
                "	Great king, I am no strumpet, by my life;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am either maid, or else this old man's wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	She does abuse our ears: to prison with her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	Good mother, fetch my bail. Stay, royal sir:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Widow]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The jeweller that owes the ring is sent for," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he shall surety me. But for this lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who hath abused me, as he knows himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though yet he never harm'd me, here I quit him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He knows himself my bed he hath defiled;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And at that time he got his wife with child:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dead though she be, she feels her young one kick:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So there's my riddle: one that's dead is quick:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now behold the meaning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Widow, with HELENA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Is there no exorcist" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beguiles the truer office of mine eyes?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is't real that I see?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	No, my good lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis but the shadow of a wife you see," & @CRLF & _
                "	The name and not the thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	Both, both. O, pardon!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	O my good lord, when I was like this maid," & @CRLF & _
                "	I found you wondrous kind. There is your ring;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, look you, here's your letter; this it says:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'When from my finger you can get this ring" & @CRLF & _
                "	And are by me with child,' &c. This is done:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you be mine, now you are doubly won?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERTRAM	If she, my liege, can make me know this clearly," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll love her dearly, ever, ever dearly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	If it appear not plain and prove untrue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deadly divorce step between me and you!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O my dear mother, do I see you living?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAFEU	Mine eyes smell onions; I shall weep anon:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To PAROLLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good Tom Drum, lend me a handkercher: so," & @CRLF & _
                "	I thank thee: wait on me home, I'll make sport with thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let thy courtesies alone, they are scurvy ones." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	Let us from point to point this story know," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make the even truth in pleasure flow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To DIANA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou be'st yet a fresh uncropped flower," & @CRLF & _
                "	Choose thou thy husband, and I'll pay thy dower;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I can guess that by thy honest aid" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou keep'st a wife herself, thyself a maid." & @CRLF & _
                "	Of that and all the progress, more or less," & @CRLF & _
                "	Resolvedly more leisure shall express:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All yet seems well; and if it end so meet," & @CRLF & _
                "	The bitter past, more welcome is the sweet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	EPILOGUE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING	The king's a beggar, now the play is done:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All is well ended, if this suit be won," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you express content; which we will pay," & @CRLF & _
                "	With strife to please you, day exceeding day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ours be your patience then, and yours our parts;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your gentle hands lend us, and take our hearts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY		|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR		|  triumvirs." & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "M. AEMILIUS		|" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	(LEPIDUS:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEXTUS POMPEIUS	(POMPEY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "VENTIDIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "SCARUS	|  friends to Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "DERCETAS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MECAENAS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLABELLA	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "PROCULEIUS	|  friends to Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "THYREUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "GALLUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENECRATES	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  friends to Pompey." & @CRLF & _
                "VARRIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAURUS	lieutenant-general to Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANIDIUS	lieutenant-general to Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILIUS	an officer in Ventidius's army." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EUPHRONIUS	an ambassador from Antony to Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXAS		|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "MARDIAN	a Eunuch.	|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|  attendants on Cleopatra." & @CRLF & _
                "SELEUCUS		|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES		|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Soothsayer. (Soothsayer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Clown. (Clown:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	queen of Egypt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIA	sister to Caesar and wife to Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  attendants on Cleopatra." & @CRLF & _
                "IRAS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Officers, Soldiers, Messengers, and other Attendants." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Officer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Officer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Officer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Egyptian:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Guard:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Guard:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Guard:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Attendant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Attendant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Attendant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	In several parts of the Roman empire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Alexandria. A room in CLEOPATRA's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DEMETRIUS and PHILO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILO	Nay, but this dotage of our general's" & @CRLF & _
                "	O'erflows the measure: those his goodly eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	That o'er the files and musters of the war" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn," & @CRLF & _
                "	The office and devotion of their view" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a tawny front: his captain's heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which in the scuffles of great fights hath burst" & @CRLF & _
                "	The buckles on his breast, reneges all temper," & @CRLF & _
                "	And is become the bellows and the fan" & @CRLF & _
                "	To cool a gipsy's lust." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter ANTONY, CLEOPATRA, her Ladies," & @CRLF & _
                "	the Train, with Eunuchs fanning her]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		  Look, where they come:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take but good note, and you shall see in him." & @CRLF & _
                "	The triple pillar of the world transform'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into a strumpet's fool: behold and see." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	If it be love indeed, tell me how much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	I'll set a bourn how far to be beloved." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Then must thou needs find out new heaven, new earth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter an Attendant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Attendant	News, my good lord, from Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Grates me: the sum." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Nay, hear them, Antony:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fulvia perchance is angry; or, who knows" & @CRLF & _
                "	If the scarce-bearded Caesar have not sent" & @CRLF & _
                "	His powerful mandate to you, 'Do this, or this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take in that kingdom, and enfranchise that;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perform 't, or else we damn thee.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	How, my love!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Perchance! nay, and most like:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You must not stay here longer, your dismission" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is come from Caesar; therefore hear it, Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where's Fulvia's process? Caesar's I would say? both?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call in the messengers. As I am Egypt's queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou blushest, Antony; and that blood of thine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is Caesar's homager: else so thy cheek pays shame" & @CRLF & _
                "	When shrill-tongued Fulvia scolds. The messengers!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Let Rome in Tiber melt, and the wide arch" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the ranged empire fall! Here is my space." & @CRLF & _
                "	Kingdoms are clay: our dungy earth alike" & @CRLF & _
                "	Feeds beast as man: the nobleness of life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is to do thus; when such a mutual pair" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Embracing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And such a twain can do't, in which I bind," & @CRLF & _
                "	On pain of punishment, the world to weet" & @CRLF & _
                "	We stand up peerless." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Excellent falsehood!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why did he marry Fulvia, and not love her?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll seem the fool I am not; Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will be himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	                  But stirr'd by Cleopatra." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, for the love of Love and her soft hours," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's not confound the time with conference harsh:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's not a minute of our lives should stretch" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without some pleasure now. What sport tonight?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Hear the ambassadors." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Fie, wrangling queen!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom every thing becomes, to chide, to laugh," & @CRLF & _
                "	To weep; whose every passion fully strives" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make itself, in thee, fair and admired!" & @CRLF & _
                "	No messenger, but thine; and all alone" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-night we'll wander through the streets and note" & @CRLF & _
                "	The qualities of people. Come, my queen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Last night you did desire it: speak not to us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt MARK ANTONY and CLEOPATRA with" & @CRLF & _
                "	their train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Is Caesar with Antonius prized so slight?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILO	Sir, sometimes, when he is not Antony," & @CRLF & _
                "	He comes too short of that great property" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which still should go with Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	I am full sorry" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he approves the common liar, who" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus speaks of him at Rome: but I will hope" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of better deeds to-morrow. Rest you happy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same. Another room." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CHARMIAN, IRAS, ALEXAS, and a Soothsayer]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Lord Alexas, sweet Alexas, most any thing Alexas," & @CRLF & _
                "	almost most absolute Alexas, where's the soothsayer" & @CRLF & _
                "	that you praised so to the queen? O, that I knew" & @CRLF & _
                "	this husband, which, you say, must charge his horns" & @CRLF & _
                "	with garlands!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXAS	Soothsayer!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	Your will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Is this the man? Is't you, sir, that know things?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	In nature's infinite book of secrecy" & @CRLF & _
                "	A little I can read." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXAS	Show him your hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Bring in the banquet quickly; wine enough" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cleopatra's health to drink." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Good sir, give me good fortune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	I make not, but foresee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Pray, then, foresee me one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	You shall be yet far fairer than you are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	He means in flesh." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IRAS	No, you shall paint when you are old." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Wrinkles forbid!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXAS	Vex not his prescience; be attentive." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Hush!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	You shall be more beloving than beloved." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	I had rather heat my liver with drinking." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXAS	Nay, hear him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Good now, some excellent fortune! Let me be married" & @CRLF & _
                "	to three kings in a forenoon, and widow them all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	let me have a child at fifty, to whom Herod of Jewry" & @CRLF & _
                "	may do homage: find me to marry me with Octavius" & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar, and companion me with my mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	You shall outlive the lady whom you serve." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	O excellent! I love long life better than figs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	You have seen and proved a fairer former fortune" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than that which is to approach." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Then belike my children shall have no names:" & @CRLF & _
                "	prithee, how many boys and wenches must I have?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	If every of your wishes had a womb." & @CRLF & _
                "	And fertile every wish, a million." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Out, fool! I forgive thee for a witch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXAS	You think none but your sheets are privy to your wishes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Nay, come, tell Iras hers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXAS	We'll know all our fortunes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Mine, and most of our fortunes, to-night, shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	be--drunk to bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IRAS	There's a palm presages chastity, if nothing else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	E'en as the o'erflowing Nilus presageth famine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IRAS	Go, you wild bedfellow, you cannot soothsay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Nay, if an oily palm be not a fruitful" & @CRLF & _
                "	prognostication, I cannot scratch mine ear. Prithee," & @CRLF & _
                "	tell her but a worky-day fortune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	Your fortunes are alike." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IRAS	But how, but how? give me particulars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	I have said." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IRAS	Am I not an inch of fortune better than she?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Well, if you were but an inch of fortune better than" & @CRLF & _
                "	I, where would you choose it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IRAS	Not in my husband's nose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Our worser thoughts heavens mend! Alexas,--come," & @CRLF & _
                "	his fortune, his fortune! O, let him marry a woman" & @CRLF & _
                "	that cannot go, sweet Isis, I beseech thee! and let" & @CRLF & _
                "	her die too, and give him a worse! and let worst" & @CRLF & _
                "	follow worse, till the worst of all follow him" & @CRLF & _
                "	laughing to his grave, fifty-fold a cuckold! Good" & @CRLF & _
                "	Isis, hear me this prayer, though thou deny me a" & @CRLF & _
                "	matter of more weight; good Isis, I beseech thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IRAS	Amen. Dear goddess, hear that prayer of the people!" & @CRLF & _
                "	for, as it is a heartbreaking to see a handsome man" & @CRLF & _
                "	loose-wived, so it is a deadly sorrow to behold a" & @CRLF & _
                "	foul knave uncuckolded: therefore, dear Isis, keep" & @CRLF & _
                "	decorum, and fortune him accordingly!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Amen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXAS	Lo, now, if it lay in their hands to make me a" & @CRLF & _
                "	cuckold, they would make themselves whores, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	they'ld do't!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Hush! here comes Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Not he; the queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLEOPATRA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Saw you my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	                  No, lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Was he not here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	No, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	He was disposed to mirth; but on the sudden" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Roman thought hath struck him. Enobarbus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Madam?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Seek him, and bring him hither." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where's Alexas?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXAS	Here, at your service. My lord approaches." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	We will not look upon him: go with us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARK ANTONY with a Messenger and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Fulvia thy wife first came into the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Against my brother Lucius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Ay:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But soon that war had end, and the time's state" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made friends of them, joining their force 'gainst Caesar;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose better issue in the war, from Italy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the first encounter, drave them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Well, what worst?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	The nature of bad news infects the teller." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	When it concerns the fool or coward. On:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Things that are past are done with me. 'Tis thus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who tells me true, though in his tale lie death," & @CRLF & _
                "	I hear him as he flatter'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Labienus--" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is stiff news--hath, with his Parthian force," & @CRLF & _
                "	Extended Asia from Euphrates;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His conquering banner shook from Syria" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Lydia and to Ionia; Whilst--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Antony, thou wouldst say,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	O, my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Speak to me home, mince not the general tongue:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Name Cleopatra as she is call'd in Rome;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rail thou in Fulvia's phrase; and taunt my faults" & @CRLF & _
                "	With such full licence as both truth and malice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have power to utter. O, then we bring forth weeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	When our quick minds lie still; and our ills told us" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is as our earing. Fare thee well awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	At your noble pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Attendant	The man from Sicyon,--is there such an one?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Attendant	He stays upon your will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Let him appear." & @CRLF & _
                "	These strong Egyptian fetters I must break," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or lose myself in dotage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter another Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		    What are you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Messenger	Fulvia thy wife is dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Where died she?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Messenger	In Sicyon:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her length of sickness, with what else more serious" & @CRLF & _
                "	Importeth thee to know, this bears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Gives a letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Forbear me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Second Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What our contempt doth often hurl from us," & @CRLF & _
                "	We wish it ours again; the present pleasure," & @CRLF & _
                "	By revolution lowering, does become" & @CRLF & _
                "	The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The hand could pluck her back that shoved her on." & @CRLF & _
                "	I must from this enchanting queen break off:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know," & @CRLF & _
                "	My idleness doth hatch. How now! Enobarbus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	What's your pleasure, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	I must with haste from hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Why, then, we kill all our women:" & @CRLF & _
                "	we see how mortal an unkindness is to them;" & @CRLF & _
                "	if they suffer our departure, death's the word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	I must be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Under a compelling occasion, let women die; it were" & @CRLF & _
                "	pity to cast them away for nothing; though, between" & @CRLF & _
                "	them and a great cause, they should be esteemed" & @CRLF & _
                "	nothing. Cleopatra, catching but the least noise of" & @CRLF & _
                "	this, dies instantly; I have seen her die twenty" & @CRLF & _
                "	times upon far poorer moment: I do think there is" & @CRLF & _
                "	mettle in death, which commits some loving act upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	her, she hath such a celerity in dying." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	She is cunning past man's thought." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit ALEXAS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Alack, sir, no; her passions are made of nothing but" & @CRLF & _
                "	the finest part of pure love: we cannot call her" & @CRLF & _
                "	winds and waters sighs and tears; they are greater" & @CRLF & _
                "	storms and tempests than almanacs can report: this" & @CRLF & _
                "	cannot be cunning in her; if it be, she makes a" & @CRLF & _
                "	shower of rain as well as Jove." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Would I had never seen her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	O, sir, you had then left unseen a wonderful piece" & @CRLF & _
                "	of work; which not to have been blest withal would" & @CRLF & _
                "	have discredited your travel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Fulvia is dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Fulvia is dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Fulvia!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Why, sir, give the gods a thankful sacrifice. When" & @CRLF & _
                "	it pleaseth their deities to take the wife of a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	from him, it shows to man the tailors of the earth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	comforting therein, that when old robes are worn" & @CRLF & _
                "	out, there are members to make new. If there were" & @CRLF & _
                "	no more women but Fulvia, then had you indeed a cut," & @CRLF & _
                "	and the case to be lamented: this grief is crowned" & @CRLF & _
                "	with consolation; your old smock brings forth a new" & @CRLF & _
                "	petticoat: and indeed the tears live in an onion" & @CRLF & _
                "	that should water this sorrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	The business she hath broached in the state" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot endure my absence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	And the business you have broached here cannot be" & @CRLF & _
                "	without you; especially that of Cleopatra's, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	wholly depends on your abode." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	No more light answers. Let our officers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have notice what we purpose. I shall break" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cause of our expedience to the queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	And get her leave to part. For not alone" & @CRLF & _
                "	The death of Fulvia, with more urgent touches," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do strongly speak to us; but the letters too" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of many our contriving friends in Rome" & @CRLF & _
                "	Petition us at home: Sextus Pompeius" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath given the dare to Caesar, and commands" & @CRLF & _
                "	The empire of the sea: our slippery people," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose love is never link'd to the deserver" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till his deserts are past, begin to throw" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pompey the Great and all his dignities" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon his son; who, high in name and power," & @CRLF & _
                "	Higher than both in blood and life, stands up" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the main soldier: whose quality, going on," & @CRLF & _
                "	The sides o' the world may danger: much is breeding," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, like the courser's hair, hath yet but life," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not a serpent's poison. Say, our pleasure," & @CRLF & _
                "	To such whose place is under us, requires" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our quick remove from hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	I shall do't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The same. Another room." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and ALEXAS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Where is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	                  I did not see him since." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	See where he is, who's with him, what he does:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I did not send you: if you find him sad," & @CRLF & _
                "	Say I am dancing; if in mirth, report" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I am sudden sick: quick, and return." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit ALEXAS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Madam, methinks, if you did love him dearly," & @CRLF & _
                "	You do not hold the method to enforce" & @CRLF & _
                "	The like from him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	                  What should I do, I do not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	In each thing give him way, cross him nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Thou teachest like a fool; the way to lose him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Tempt him not so too far; I wish, forbear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In time we hate that which we often fear." & @CRLF & _
                "	But here comes Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARK ANTONY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	I am sick and sullen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	I am sorry to give breathing to my purpose,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Help me away, dear Charmian; I shall fall:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It cannot be thus long, the sides of nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will not sustain it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Now, my dearest queen,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Pray you, stand further from me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	What's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	I know, by that same eye, there's some good news." & @CRLF & _
                "	What says the married woman? You may go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would she had never given you leave to come!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let her not say 'tis I that keep you here:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have no power upon you; hers you are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	The gods best know,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	O, never was there queen" & @CRLF & _
                "	So mightily betray'd! yet at the first" & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw the treasons planted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Cleopatra,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Why should I think you can be mine and true," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though you in swearing shake the throned gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who have been false to Fulvia? Riotous madness," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be entangled with those mouth-made vows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which break themselves in swearing!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Most sweet queen,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Nay, pray you, seek no colour for your going," & @CRLF & _
                "	But bid farewell, and go: when you sued staying," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then was the time for words: no going then;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Eternity was in our lips and eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bliss in our brows' bent; none our parts so poor," & @CRLF & _
                "	But was a race of heaven: they are so still," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or thou, the greatest soldier of the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Art turn'd the greatest liar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	How now, lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	I would I had thy inches; thou shouldst know" & @CRLF & _
                "	There were a heart in Egypt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Hear me, queen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The strong necessity of time commands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our services awhile; but my full heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Remains in use with you. Our Italy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shines o'er with civil swords: Sextus Pompeius" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes his approaches to the port of Rome:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Equality of two domestic powers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Breed scrupulous faction: the hated, grown to strength," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are newly grown to love: the condemn'd Pompey," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rich in his father's honour, creeps apace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the hearts of such as have not thrived" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the present state, whose numbers threaten;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And quietness, grown sick of rest, would purge" & @CRLF & _
                "	By any desperate change: my more particular," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that which most with you should safe my going," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is Fulvia's death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Though age from folly could not give me freedom," & @CRLF & _
                "	It does from childishness: can Fulvia die?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	She's dead, my queen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look here, and at thy sovereign leisure read" & @CRLF & _
                "	The garboils she awaked; at the last, best:" & @CRLF & _
                "	See when and where she died." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	O most false love!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where be the sacred vials thou shouldst fill" & @CRLF & _
                "	With sorrowful water? Now I see, I see," & @CRLF & _
                "	In Fulvia's death, how mine received shall be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Quarrel no more, but be prepared to know" & @CRLF & _
                "	The purposes I bear; which are, or cease," & @CRLF & _
                "	As you shall give the advice. By the fire" & @CRLF & _
                "	That quickens Nilus' slime, I go from hence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy soldier, servant; making peace or war" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou affect'st." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	                  Cut my lace, Charmian, come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But let it be: I am quickly ill, and well," & @CRLF & _
                "	So Antony loves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	                  My precious queen, forbear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And give true evidence to his love, which stands" & @CRLF & _
                "	An honourable trial." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	So Fulvia told me." & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, turn aside and weep for her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then bid adieu to me, and say the tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	Belong to Egypt: good now, play one scene" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of excellent dissembling; and let it look" & @CRLF & _
                "	Life perfect honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	You'll heat my blood: no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	You can do better yet; but this is meetly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Now, by my sword,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	And target. Still he mends;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But this is not the best. Look, prithee, Charmian," & @CRLF & _
                "	How this Herculean Roman does become" & @CRLF & _
                "	The carriage of his chafe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	I'll leave you, lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Courteous lord, one word." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir, you and I must part, but that's not it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir, you and I have loved, but there's not it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you know well: something it is I would," & @CRLF & _
                "	O, my oblivion is a very Antony," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I am all forgotten." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	But that your royalty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Holds idleness your subject, I should take you" & @CRLF & _
                "	For idleness itself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	'Tis sweating labour" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bear such idleness so near the heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	As Cleopatra this. But, sir, forgive me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since my becomings kill me, when they do not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Eye well to you: your honour calls you hence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore be deaf to my unpitied folly." & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the gods go with you! upon your sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sit laurel victory! and smooth success" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be strew'd before your feet!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Let us go. Come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our separation so abides, and flies," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou, residing here, go'st yet with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I, hence fleeting, here remain with thee. Away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Rome. OCTAVIUS CAESAR's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, reading a letter, LEPIDUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	and their Train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	You may see, Lepidus, and henceforth know," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is not Caesar's natural vice to hate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our great competitor: from Alexandria" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the news: he fishes, drinks, and wastes" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lamps of night in revel; is not more man-like" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than Cleopatra; nor the queen of Ptolemy" & @CRLF & _
                "	More womanly than he; hardly gave audience, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	Vouchsafed to think he had partners: you shall find there" & @CRLF & _
                "	A man who is the abstract of all faults" & @CRLF & _
                "	That all men follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	I must not think there are" & @CRLF & _
                "	Evils enow to darken all his goodness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His faults in him seem as the spots of heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	More fiery by night's blackness; hereditary," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rather than purchased; what he cannot change," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than what he chooses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	You are too indulgent. Let us grant, it is not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Amiss to tumble on the bed of Ptolemy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give a kingdom for a mirth; to sit" & @CRLF & _
                "	And keep the turn of tippling with a slave;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To reel the streets at noon, and stand the buffet" & @CRLF & _
                "	With knaves that smell of sweat: say this" & @CRLF & _
                "	becomes him,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As his composure must be rare indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom these things cannot blemish,--yet must Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	No way excuse his soils, when we do bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	So great weight in his lightness. If he fill'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	His vacancy with his voluptuousness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Full surfeits, and the dryness of his bones," & @CRLF & _
                "	Call on him for't: but to confound such time," & @CRLF & _
                "	That drums him from his sport, and speaks as loud" & @CRLF & _
                "	As his own state and ours,--'tis to be chid" & @CRLF & _
                "	As we rate boys, who, being mature in knowledge," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pawn their experience to their present pleasure," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so rebel to judgment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	Here's more news." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Thy biddings have been done; and every hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most noble Caesar, shalt thou have report" & @CRLF & _
                "	How 'tis abroad. Pompey is strong at sea;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And it appears he is beloved of those" & @CRLF & _
                "	That only have fear'd Caesar: to the ports" & @CRLF & _
                "	The discontents repair, and men's reports" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give him much wrong'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	I should have known no less." & @CRLF & _
                "	It hath been taught us from the primal state," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he which is was wish'd until he were;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the ebb'd man, ne'er loved till ne'er worth love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Comes dear'd by being lack'd. This common body," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to a vagabond flag upon the stream," & @CRLF & _
                "	Goes to and back, lackeying the varying tide," & @CRLF & _
                "	To rot itself with motion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Caesar, I bring thee word," & @CRLF & _
                "	Menecrates and Menas, famous pirates," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make the sea serve them, which they ear and wound" & @CRLF & _
                "	With keels of every kind: many hot inroads" & @CRLF & _
                "	They make in Italy; the borders maritime" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lack blood to think on't, and flush youth revolt:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No vessel can peep forth, but 'tis as soon" & @CRLF & _
                "	Taken as seen; for Pompey's name strikes more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than could his war resisted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Antony," & @CRLF & _
                "	Leave thy lascivious wassails. When thou once" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wast beaten from Modena, where thou slew'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hirtius and Pansa, consuls, at thy heel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did famine follow; whom thou fought'st against," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though daintily brought up, with patience more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than savages could suffer: thou didst drink" & @CRLF & _
                "	The stale of horses, and the gilded puddle" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which beasts would cough at: thy palate then did deign" & @CRLF & _
                "	The roughest berry on the rudest hedge;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, like the stag, when snow the pasture sheets," & @CRLF & _
                "	The barks of trees thou browsed'st; on the Alps" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is reported thou didst eat strange flesh," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which some did die to look on: and all this--" & @CRLF & _
                "	It wounds thine honour that I speak it now--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was borne so like a soldier, that thy cheek" & @CRLF & _
                "	So much as lank'd not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	'Tis pity of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Let his shames quickly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Drive him to Rome: 'tis time we twain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did show ourselves i' the field; and to that end" & @CRLF & _
                "	Assemble we immediate council: Pompey" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thrives in our idleness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	To-morrow, Caesar," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall be furnish'd to inform you rightly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both what by sea and land I can be able" & @CRLF & _
                "	To front this present time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Till which encounter," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is my business too. Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	Farewell, my lord: what you shall know meantime" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of stirs abroad, I shall beseech you, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	To let me be partaker." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Doubt not, sir;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I knew it for my bond." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Alexandria. CLEOPATRA's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and MARDIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Charmian!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Madam?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Ha, ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me to drink mandragora." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Why, madam?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	That I might sleep out this great gap of time" & @CRLF & _
                "	My Antony is away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	                  You think of him too much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	O, 'tis treason!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	                  Madam, I trust, not so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Thou, eunuch Mardian!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARDIAN	What's your highness' pleasure?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Not now to hear thee sing; I take no pleasure" & @CRLF & _
                "	In aught an eunuch has: 'tis well for thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, being unseminar'd, thy freer thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	May not fly forth of Egypt. Hast thou affections?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARDIAN	Yes, gracious madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Indeed!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARDIAN	Not in deed, madam; for I can do nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	But what indeed is honest to be done:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet have I fierce affections, and think" & @CRLF & _
                "	What Venus did with Mars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	O Charmian," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where think'st thou he is now? Stands he, or sits he?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or does he walk? or is he on his horse?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O happy horse, to bear the weight of Antony!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do bravely, horse! for wot'st thou whom thou movest?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The demi-Atlas of this earth, the arm" & @CRLF & _
                "	And burgonet of men. He's speaking now," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or murmuring 'Where's my serpent of old Nile?'" & @CRLF & _
                "	For so he calls me: now I feed myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	With most delicious poison. Think on me," & @CRLF & _
                "	That am with Phoebus' amorous pinches black," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wrinkled deep in time? Broad-fronted Caesar," & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou wast here above the ground, I was" & @CRLF & _
                "	A morsel for a monarch: and great Pompey" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would stand and make his eyes grow in my brow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There would he anchor his aspect and die" & @CRLF & _
                "	With looking on his life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ALEXAS, from OCTAVIUS CAESAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXAS	Sovereign of Egypt, hail!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	How much unlike art thou Mark Antony!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, coming from him, that great medicine hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	With his tinct gilded thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	How goes it with my brave Mark Antony?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXAS	Last thing he did, dear queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	He kiss'd,--the last of many doubled kisses,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	This orient pearl. His speech sticks in my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Mine ear must pluck it thence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXAS	'Good friend,' quoth he," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Say, the firm Roman to great Egypt sends" & @CRLF & _
                "	This treasure of an oyster; at whose foot," & @CRLF & _
                "	To mend the petty present, I will piece" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her opulent throne with kingdoms; all the east," & @CRLF & _
                "	Say thou, shall call her mistress.' So he nodded," & @CRLF & _
                "	And soberly did mount an arm-gaunt steed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who neigh'd so high, that what I would have spoke" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was beastly dumb'd by him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	What, was he sad or merry?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXAS	Like to the time o' the year between the extremes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of hot and cold, he was nor sad nor merry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	O well-divided disposition! Note him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Note him good Charmian, 'tis the man; but note him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He was not sad, for he would shine on those" & @CRLF & _
                "	That make their looks by his; he was not merry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which seem'd to tell them his remembrance lay" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Egypt with his joy; but between both:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O heavenly mingle! Be'st thou sad or merry," & @CRLF & _
                "	The violence of either thee becomes," & @CRLF & _
                "	So does it no man else. Met'st thou my posts?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXAS	Ay, madam, twenty several messengers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why do you send so thick?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Who's born that day" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I forget to send to Antony," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall die a beggar. Ink and paper, Charmian." & @CRLF & _
                "	Welcome, my good Alexas. Did I, Charmian," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ever love Caesar so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	O that brave Caesar!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Be choked with such another emphasis!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say, the brave Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	The valiant Caesar!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	By Isis, I will give thee bloody teeth," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou with Caesar paragon again" & @CRLF & _
                "	My man of men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	                  By your most gracious pardon," & @CRLF & _
                "	I sing but after you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	My salad days," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I was green in judgment: cold in blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	To say as I said then! But, come, away;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Get me ink and paper:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall have every day a several greeting," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I'll unpeople Egypt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Messina. POMPEY's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter POMPEY, MENECRATES, and MENAS, in" & @CRLF & _
                "	warlike manner]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	If the great gods be just, they shall assist" & @CRLF & _
                "	The deeds of justest men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENECRATES	Know, worthy Pompey," & @CRLF & _
                "	That what they do delay, they not deny." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Whiles we are suitors to their throne, decays" & @CRLF & _
                "	The thing we sue for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENECRATES	We, ignorant of ourselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Beg often our own harms, which the wise powers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deny us for our good; so find we profit" & @CRLF & _
                "	By losing of our prayers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	I shall do well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The people love me, and the sea is mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My powers are crescent, and my auguring hope" & @CRLF & _
                "	Says it will come to the full. Mark Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Egypt sits at dinner, and will make" & @CRLF & _
                "	No wars without doors: Caesar gets money where" & @CRLF & _
                "	He loses hearts: Lepidus flatters both," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of both is flatter'd; but he neither loves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor either cares for him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	Caesar and Lepidus" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are in the field: a mighty strength they carry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Where have you this? 'tis false." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	From Silvius, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	He dreams: I know they are in Rome together," & @CRLF & _
                "	Looking for Antony. But all the charms of love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Salt Cleopatra, soften thy waned lip!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let witchcraft join with beauty, lust with both!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tie up the libertine in a field of feasts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep his brain fuming; Epicurean cooks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sharpen with cloyless sauce his appetite;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That sleep and feeding may prorogue his honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even till a Lethe'd dulness!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter VARRIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		       How now, Varrius!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VARRIUS	This is most certain that I shall deliver:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark Antony is every hour in Rome" & @CRLF & _
                "	Expected: since he went from Egypt 'tis" & @CRLF & _
                "	A space for further travel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	I could have given less matter" & @CRLF & _
                "	A better ear. Menas, I did not think" & @CRLF & _
                "	This amorous surfeiter would have donn'd his helm" & @CRLF & _
                "	For such a petty war: his soldiership" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is twice the other twain: but let us rear" & @CRLF & _
                "	The higher our opinion, that our stirring" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can from the lap of Egypt's widow pluck" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ne'er-lust-wearied Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	I cannot hope" & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar and Antony shall well greet together:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His wife that's dead did trespasses to Caesar;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His brother warr'd upon him; although, I think," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not moved by Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	I know not, Menas," & @CRLF & _
                "	How lesser enmities may give way to greater." & @CRLF & _
                "	Were't not that we stand up against them all," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twere pregnant they should square between" & @CRLF & _
                "	themselves;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For they have entertained cause enough" & @CRLF & _
                "	To draw their swords: but how the fear of us" & @CRLF & _
                "	May cement their divisions and bind up" & @CRLF & _
                "	The petty difference, we yet not know." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be't as our gods will have't! It only stands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our lives upon to use our strongest hands." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, Menas." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Rome. The house of LEPIDUS." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS and LEPIDUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	Good Enobarbus, 'tis a worthy deed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And shall become you well, to entreat your captain" & @CRLF & _
                "	To soft and gentle speech." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	I shall entreat him" & @CRLF & _
                "	To answer like himself: if Caesar move him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let Antony look over Caesar's head" & @CRLF & _
                "	And speak as loud as Mars. By Jupiter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were I the wearer of Antonius' beard," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not shave't to-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	'Tis not a time" & @CRLF & _
                "	For private stomaching." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Every time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Serves for the matter that is then born in't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	But small to greater matters must give way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Not if the small come first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	Your speech is passion:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, pray you, stir no embers up. Here comes" & @CRLF & _
                "	The noble Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARK ANTONY and VENTIDIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	                  And yonder, Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, MECAENAS, and AGRIPPA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	If we compose well here, to Parthia:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark, Ventidius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	                  I do not know," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mecaenas; ask Agrippa." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	Noble friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	That which combined us was most great, and let not" & @CRLF & _
                "	A leaner action rend us. What's amiss," & @CRLF & _
                "	May it be gently heard: when we debate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our trivial difference loud, we do commit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Murder in healing wounds: then, noble partners," & @CRLF & _
                "	The rather, for I earnestly beseech," & @CRLF & _
                "	Touch you the sourest points with sweetest terms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor curstness grow to the matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	'Tis spoken well." & @CRLF & _
                "	Were we before our armies, and to fight." & @CRLF & _
                "	I should do thus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Welcome to Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	                  Thank you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Sit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Sit, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Nay, then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	I learn, you take things ill which are not so," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or being, concern you not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	I must be laugh'd at," & @CRLF & _
                "	If, or for nothing or a little, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should say myself offended, and with you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Chiefly i' the world; more laugh'd at, that I should" & @CRLF & _
                "	Once name you derogately, when to sound your name" & @CRLF & _
                "	It not concern'd me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	My being in Egypt, Caesar," & @CRLF & _
                "	What was't to you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	No more than my residing here at Rome" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might be to you in Egypt: yet, if you there" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did practise on my state, your being in Egypt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might be my question." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	How intend you, practised?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	You may be pleased to catch at mine intent" & @CRLF & _
                "	By what did here befal me. Your wife and brother" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made wars upon me; and their contestation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was theme for you, you were the word of war." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	You do mistake your business; my brother never" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did urge me in his act: I did inquire it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And have my learning from some true reports," & @CRLF & _
                "	That drew their swords with you. Did he not rather" & @CRLF & _
                "	Discredit my authority with yours;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make the wars alike against my stomach," & @CRLF & _
                "	Having alike your cause? Of this my letters" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before did satisfy you. If you'll patch a quarrel," & @CRLF & _
                "	As matter whole you have not to make it with," & @CRLF & _
                "	It must not be with this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	You praise yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	By laying defects of judgment to me; but" & @CRLF & _
                "	You patch'd up your excuses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Not so, not so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know you could not lack, I am certain on't," & @CRLF & _
                "	Very necessity of this thought, that I," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your partner in the cause 'gainst which he fought," & @CRLF & _
                "	Could not with graceful eyes attend those wars" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which fronted mine own peace. As for my wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would you had her spirit in such another:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The third o' the world is yours; which with a snaffle" & @CRLF & _
                "	You may pace easy, but not such a wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Would we had all such wives, that the men might go" & @CRLF & _
                "	to wars with the women!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	So much uncurbable, her garboils, Caesar" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made out of her impatience, which not wanted" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shrewdness of policy too, I grieving grant" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did you too much disquiet: for that you must" & @CRLF & _
                "	But say, I could not help it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	I wrote to you" & @CRLF & _
                "	When rioting in Alexandria; you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did pocket up my letters, and with taunts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did gibe my missive out of audience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	He fell upon me ere admitted: then" & @CRLF & _
                "	Three kings I had newly feasted, and did want" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what I was i' the morning: but next day" & @CRLF & _
                "	I told him of myself; which was as much" & @CRLF & _
                "	As to have ask'd him pardon. Let this fellow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be nothing of our strife; if we contend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of our question wipe him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	You have broken" & @CRLF & _
                "	The article of your oath; which you shall never" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have tongue to charge me with." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	Soft, Caesar!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	No," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lepidus, let him speak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The honour is sacred which he talks on now," & @CRLF & _
                "	Supposing that I lack'd it. But, on, Caesar;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The article of my oath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	To lend me arms and aid when I required them;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The which you both denied." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Neglected, rather;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then when poison'd hours had bound me up" & @CRLF & _
                "	From mine own knowledge. As nearly as I may," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll play the penitent to you: but mine honesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall not make poor my greatness, nor my power" & @CRLF & _
                "	Work without it. Truth is, that Fulvia," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have me out of Egypt, made wars here;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For which myself, the ignorant motive, do" & @CRLF & _
                "	So far ask pardon as befits mine honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	To stoop in such a case." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	'Tis noble spoken." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MECAENAS	If it might please you, to enforce no further" & @CRLF & _
                "	The griefs between ye: to forget them quite" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were to remember that the present need" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speaks to atone you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	Worthily spoken, Mecaenas." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Or, if you borrow one another's love for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	instant, you may, when you hear no more words of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pompey, return it again: you shall have time to" & @CRLF & _
                "	wrangle in when you have nothing else to do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Thou art a soldier only: speak no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	That truth should be silent I had almost forgot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	You wrong this presence; therefore speak no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Go to, then; your considerate stone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	I do not much dislike the matter, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	The manner of his speech; for't cannot be" & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall remain in friendship, our conditions" & @CRLF & _
                "	So differing in their acts. Yet if I knew" & @CRLF & _
                "	What hoop should hold us stanch, from edge to edge" & @CRLF & _
                "	O' the world I would pursue it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	Give me leave, Caesar,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Speak, Agrippa." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	Thou hast a sister by the mother's side," & @CRLF & _
                "	Admired Octavia: great Mark Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is now a widower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	                  Say not so, Agrippa:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If Cleopatra heard you, your reproof" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were well deserved of rashness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	I am not married, Caesar: let me hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Agrippa further speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	To hold you in perpetual amity," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make you brothers, and to knit your hearts" & @CRLF & _
                "	With an unslipping knot, take Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	Octavia to his wife; whose beauty claims" & @CRLF & _
                "	No worse a husband than the best of men;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose virtue and whose general graces speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	That which none else can utter. By this marriage," & @CRLF & _
                "	All little jealousies, which now seem great," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all great fears, which now import their dangers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would then be nothing: truths would be tales," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where now half tales be truths: her love to both" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would, each to other and all loves to both," & @CRLF & _
                "	Draw after her. Pardon what I have spoke;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'tis a studied, not a present thought," & @CRLF & _
                "	By duty ruminated." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	                  Will Caesar speak?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Not till he hears how Antony is touch'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With what is spoke already." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	What power is in Agrippa," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I would say, 'Agrippa, be it so,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make this good?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	                  The power of Caesar, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	His power unto Octavia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	May I never" & @CRLF & _
                "	To this good purpose, that so fairly shows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dream of impediment! Let me have thy hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Further this act of grace: and from this hour" & @CRLF & _
                "	The heart of brothers govern in our loves" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sway our great designs!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	There is my hand." & @CRLF & _
                "	A sister I bequeath you, whom no brother" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did ever love so dearly: let her live" & @CRLF & _
                "	To join our kingdoms and our hearts; and never" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fly off our loves again!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	Happily, amen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	I did not think to draw my sword 'gainst Pompey;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he hath laid strange courtesies and great" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of late upon me: I must thank him only," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest my remembrance suffer ill report;" & @CRLF & _
                "	At heel of that, defy him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	Time calls upon's:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of us must Pompey presently be sought," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else he seeks out us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Where lies he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	About the mount Misenum." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	What is his strength by land?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Great and increasing: but by sea" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is an absolute master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	So is the fame." & @CRLF & _
                "	Would we had spoke together! Haste we for it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, ere we put ourselves in arms, dispatch we" & @CRLF & _
                "	The business we have talk'd of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	With most gladness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And do invite you to my sister's view," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whither straight I'll lead you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Let us, Lepidus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not lack your company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	Noble Antony," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not sickness should detain me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Exeunt OCTAVIUS CAESAR, MARK ANTONY," & @CRLF & _
                "	and LEPIDUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MECAENAS	Welcome from Egypt, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Half the heart of Caesar, worthy Mecaenas! My" & @CRLF & _
                "	honourable friend, Agrippa!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	Good Enobarbus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MECAENAS	We have cause to be glad that matters are so well" & @CRLF & _
                "	digested. You stayed well by 't in Egypt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Ay, sir; we did sleep day out of countenance, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	made the night light with drinking." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MECAENAS	Eight wild-boars roasted whole at a breakfast, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	but twelve persons there; is this true?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	This was but as a fly by an eagle: we had much more" & @CRLF & _
                "	monstrous matter of feast, which worthily deserved noting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MECAENAS	She's a most triumphant lady, if report be square to" & @CRLF & _
                "	her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	When she first met Mark Antony, she pursed up" & @CRLF & _
                "	his heart, upon the river of Cydnus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	There she appeared indeed; or my reporter devised" & @CRLF & _
                "	well for her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	I will tell you." & @CRLF & _
                "	The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne," & @CRLF & _
                "	Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Purple the sails, and so perfumed that" & @CRLF & _
                "	The winds were love-sick with them; the oars were silver," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made" & @CRLF & _
                "	The water which they beat to follow faster," & @CRLF & _
                "	As amorous of their strokes. For her own person," & @CRLF & _
                "	It beggar'd all description: she did lie" & @CRLF & _
                "	In her pavilion--cloth-of-gold of tissue--" & @CRLF & _
                "	O'er-picturing that Venus where we see" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fancy outwork nature: on each side her" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids," & @CRLF & _
                "	With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem" & @CRLF & _
                "	To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool," & @CRLF & _
                "	And what they undid did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	O, rare for Antony!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides," & @CRLF & _
                "	So many mermaids, tended her i' the eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And made their bends adornings: at the helm" & @CRLF & _
                "	A seeming mermaid steers: the silken tackle" & @CRLF & _
                "	Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands," & @CRLF & _
                "	That yarely frame the office. From the barge" & @CRLF & _
                "	A strange invisible perfume hits the sense" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her people out upon her; and Antony," & @CRLF & _
                "	Enthroned i' the market-place, did sit alone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whistling to the air; which, but for vacancy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had gone to gaze on Cleopatra too," & @CRLF & _
                "	And made a gap in nature." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	Rare Egyptian!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Upon her landing, Antony sent to her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Invited her to supper: she replied," & @CRLF & _
                "	It should be better he became her guest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which she entreated: our courteous Antony," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom ne'er the word of 'No' woman heard speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being barber'd ten times o'er, goes to the feast," & @CRLF & _
                "	And for his ordinary pays his heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	For what his eyes eat only." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	Royal wench!" & @CRLF & _
                "	She made great Caesar lay his sword to bed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He plough'd her, and she cropp'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	I saw her once" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hop forty paces through the public street;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And having lost her breath, she spoke, and panted," & @CRLF & _
                "	That she did make defect perfection," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, breathless, power breathe forth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MECAENAS	Now Antony must leave her utterly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Never; he will not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her infinite variety: other women cloy" & @CRLF & _
                "	The appetites they feed: but she makes hungry" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where most she satisfies; for vilest things" & @CRLF & _
                "	Become themselves in her: that the holy priests" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bless her when she is riggish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MECAENAS	If beauty, wisdom, modesty, can settle" & @CRLF & _
                "	The heart of Antony, Octavia is" & @CRLF & _
                "	A blessed lottery to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	Let us go." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good Enobarbus, make yourself my guest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst you abide here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Humbly, sir, I thank you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The same. OCTAVIUS CAESAR's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARK ANTONY, OCTAVIUS CAESAR, OCTAVIA between" & @CRLF & _
                "	them, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	The world and my great office will sometimes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Divide me from your bosom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIA	All which time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before the gods my knee shall bow my prayers" & @CRLF & _
                "	To them for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	                  Good night, sir. My Octavia," & @CRLF & _
                "	Read not my blemishes in the world's report:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have not kept my square; but that to come" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall all be done by the rule. Good night, dear lady." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good night, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Good night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt OCTAVIUS CAESAR and OCTAVIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Soothsayer]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Now, sirrah; you do wish yourself in Egypt?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	Would I had never come from thence, nor you Thither!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	If you can, your reason?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	I see it in" & @CRLF & _
                "	My motion, have it not in my tongue: but yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hie you to Egypt again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Say to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose fortunes shall rise higher, Caesar's or mine?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	Caesar's." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, O Antony, stay not by his side:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy demon, that's thy spirit which keeps thee, is" & @CRLF & _
                "	Noble, courageous high, unmatchable," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where Caesar's is not; but, near him, thy angel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Becomes a fear, as being o'erpower'd: therefore" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make space enough between you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Speak this no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	To none but thee; no more, but when to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou dost play with him at any game," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art sure to lose; and, of that natural luck," & @CRLF & _
                "	He beats thee 'gainst the odds: thy lustre thickens," & @CRLF & _
                "	When he shines by: I say again, thy spirit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is all afraid to govern thee near him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, he away, 'tis noble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Get thee gone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say to Ventidius I would speak with him:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Soothsayer]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall to Parthia. Be it art or hap," & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath spoken true: the very dice obey him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in our sports my better cunning faints" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under his chance: if we draw lots, he speeds;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His cocks do win the battle still of mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	When it is all to nought; and his quails ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beat mine, inhoop'd, at odds. I will to Egypt:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And though I make this marriage for my peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the east my pleasure lies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter VENTIDIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		        O, come, Ventidius," & @CRLF & _
                "	You must to Parthia: your commission's ready;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Follow me, and receive't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	The same. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LEPIDUS, MECAENAS, and AGRIPPA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	Trouble yourselves no further: pray you, hasten" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your generals after." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	Sir, Mark Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will e'en but kiss Octavia, and we'll follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	Till I shall see you in your soldier's dress," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which will become you both, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MECAENAS	We shall," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I conceive the journey, be at the Mount" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before you, Lepidus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	Your way is shorter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My purposes do draw me much about:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You'll win two days upon me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MECAENAS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|	Sir, good success!" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Alexandria. CLEOPATRA's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and ALEXAS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Give me some music; music, moody food" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of us that trade in love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Attendants	The music, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARDIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Let it alone; let's to billiards: come, Charmian." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	My arm is sore; best play with Mardian." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	As well a woman with an eunuch play'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	As with a woman. Come, you'll play with me, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARDIAN	As well as I can, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	And when good will is show'd, though't come" & @CRLF & _
                "	too short," & @CRLF & _
                "	The actor may plead pardon. I'll none now:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me mine angle; we'll to the river: there," & @CRLF & _
                "	My music playing far off, I will betray" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tawny-finn'd fishes; my bended hook shall pierce" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their slimy jaws; and, as I draw them up," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll think them every one an Antony," & @CRLF & _
                "	And say 'Ah, ha! you're caught.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	'Twas merry when" & @CRLF & _
                "	You wager'd on your angling; when your diver" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did hang a salt-fish on his hook, which he" & @CRLF & _
                "	With fervency drew up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	That time,--O times!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I laugh'd him out of patience; and that night" & @CRLF & _
                "	I laugh'd him into patience; and next morn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere the ninth hour, I drunk him to his bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then put my tires and mantles on him, whilst" & @CRLF & _
                "	I wore his sword Philippan." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		      O, from Italy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ram thou thy fruitful tidings in mine ears," & @CRLF & _
                "	That long time have been barren." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Madam, madam,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Antonius dead!--If thou say so, villain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou kill'st thy mistress: but well and free," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou so yield him, there is gold, and here" & @CRLF & _
                "	My bluest veins to kiss; a hand that kings" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have lipp'd, and trembled kissing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	First, madam, he is well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Why, there's more gold." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, sirrah, mark, we use" & @CRLF & _
                "	To say the dead are well: bring it to that," & @CRLF & _
                "	The gold I give thee will I melt and pour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Down thy ill-uttering throat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Good madam, hear me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Well, go to, I will;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But there's no goodness in thy face: if Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be free and healthful,--so tart a favour" & @CRLF & _
                "	To trumpet such good tidings! If not well," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shouldst come like a Fury crown'd with snakes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not like a formal man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Will't please you hear me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	I have a mind to strike thee ere thou speak'st:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet if thou say Antony lives, is well," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or friends with Caesar, or not captive to him," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll set thee in a shower of gold, and hail" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rich pearls upon thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Madam, he's well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Well said." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	And friends with Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Thou'rt an honest man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Caesar and he are greater friends than ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Make thee a fortune from me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	But yet, madam,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	I do not like 'But yet,' it does allay" & @CRLF & _
                "	The good precedence; fie upon 'But yet'!" & @CRLF & _
                "	'But yet' is as a gaoler to bring forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some monstrous malefactor. Prithee, friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pour out the pack of matter to mine ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	The good and bad together: he's friends with Caesar:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In state of health thou say'st; and thou say'st free." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Free, madam! no; I made no such report:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He's bound unto Octavia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	For what good turn?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	For the best turn i' the bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	I am pale, Charmian." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Madam, he's married to Octavia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	The most infectious pestilence upon thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Strikes him down]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Good madam, patience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	What say you? Hence," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Strikes him again]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Horrible villain! or I'll spurn thine eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like balls before me; I'll unhair thy head:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[She hales him up and down]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt be whipp'd with wire, and stew'd in brine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Smarting in lingering pickle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Gracious madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	I that do bring the news made not the match." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Say 'tis not so, a province I will give thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make thy fortunes proud: the blow thou hadst" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall make thy peace for moving me to rage;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will boot thee with what gift beside" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy modesty can beg." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	He's married, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Rogue, thou hast lived too long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Draws a knife]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Nay, then I'll run." & @CRLF & _
                "	What mean you, madam? I have made no fault." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Good madam, keep yourself within yourself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The man is innocent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Some innocents 'scape not the thunderbolt." & @CRLF & _
                "	Melt Egypt into Nile! and kindly creatures" & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn all to serpents! Call the slave again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though I am mad, I will not bite him: call." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	He is afeard to come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	I will not hurt him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit CHARMIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	These hands do lack nobility, that they strike" & @CRLF & _
                "	A meaner than myself; since I myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have given myself the cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter CHARMIAN and Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		       Come hither, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "	Though it be honest, it is never good" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bring bad news: give to a gracious message." & @CRLF & _
                "	An host of tongues; but let ill tidings tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	Themselves when they be felt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	I have done my duty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Is he married?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot hate thee worser than I do," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou again say 'Yes.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	He's married, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	The gods confound thee! dost thou hold there still?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Should I lie, madam?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	O, I would thou didst," & @CRLF & _
                "	So half my Egypt were submerged and made" & @CRLF & _
                "	A cistern for scaled snakes! Go, get thee hence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hadst thou Narcissus in thy face, to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wouldst appear most ugly. He is married?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	I crave your highness' pardon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	He is married?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Take no offence that I would not offend you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To punish me for what you make me do." & @CRLF & _
                "	Seems much unequal: he's married to Octavia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	O, that his fault should make a knave of thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	That art not what thou'rt sure of! Get thee hence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The merchandise which thou hast brought from Rome" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are all too dear for me: lie they upon thy hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	And be undone by 'em!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Good your highness, patience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	In praising Antony, I have dispraised Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Many times, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	                  I am paid for't now." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lead me from hence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I faint: O Iras, Charmian! 'tis no matter." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go to the fellow, good Alexas; bid him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Report the feature of Octavia, her years," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her inclination, let him not leave out" & @CRLF & _
                "	The colour of her hair: bring me word quickly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit ALEXAS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him for ever go:--let him not--Charmian," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though he be painted one way like a Gorgon," & @CRLF & _
                "	The other way's a Mars. Bid you Alexas" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To MARDIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring me word how tall she is. Pity me, Charmian," & @CRLF & _
                "	But do not speak to me. Lead me to my chamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	Near Misenum." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter POMPEY and MENAS at one door," & @CRLF & _
                "	with drum and trumpet: at another, OCTAVIUS CAESAR," & @CRLF & _
                "	MARK ANTONY, LEPIDUS, DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS, MECAENAS," & @CRLF & _
                "	with Soldiers marching]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Your hostages I have, so have you mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And we shall talk before we fight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Most meet" & @CRLF & _
                "	That first we come to words; and therefore have we" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our written purposes before us sent;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, if thou hast consider'd, let us know" & @CRLF & _
                "	If 'twill tie up thy discontented sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	And carry back to Sicily much tall youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	That else must perish here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	To you all three," & @CRLF & _
                "	The senators alone of this great world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Chief factors for the gods, I do not know" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherefore my father should revengers want," & @CRLF & _
                "	Having a son and friends; since Julius Caesar," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who at Philippi the good Brutus ghosted," & @CRLF & _
                "	There saw you labouring for him. What was't" & @CRLF & _
                "	That moved pale Cassius to conspire; and what" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made the all-honour'd, honest Roman, Brutus," & @CRLF & _
                "	With the arm'd rest, courtiers and beauteous freedom," & @CRLF & _
                "	To drench the Capitol; but that they would" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have one man but a man? And that is it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath made me rig my navy; at whose burthen" & @CRLF & _
                "	The anger'd ocean foams; with which I meant" & @CRLF & _
                "	To scourge the ingratitude that despiteful Rome" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cast on my noble father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Take your time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Thou canst not fear us, Pompey, with thy sails;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll speak with thee at sea: at land, thou know'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	How much we do o'er-count thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	At land, indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou dost o'er-count me of my father's house:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, since the cuckoo builds not for himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Remain in't as thou mayst." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	Be pleased to tell us--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this is from the present--how you take" & @CRLF & _
                "	The offers we have sent you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	There's the point." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Which do not be entreated to, but weigh" & @CRLF & _
                "	What it is worth embraced." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	And what may follow," & @CRLF & _
                "	To try a larger fortune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	You have made me offer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Sicily, Sardinia; and I must" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rid all the sea of pirates; then, to send" & @CRLF & _
                "	Measures of wheat to Rome; this 'greed upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	To part with unhack'd edges, and bear back" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our targes undinted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	|  That's our offer." & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Know, then," & @CRLF & _
                "	I came before you here a man prepared" & @CRLF & _
                "	To take this offer: but Mark Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put me to some impatience: though I lose" & @CRLF & _
                "	The praise of it by telling, you must know," & @CRLF & _
                "	When Caesar and your brother were at blows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your mother came to Sicily and did find" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her welcome friendly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	I have heard it, Pompey;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And am well studied for a liberal thanks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I do owe you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Let me have your hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I did not think, sir, to have met you here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	The beds i' the east are soft; and thanks to you," & @CRLF & _
                "	That call'd me timelier than my purpose hither;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I have gain'd by 't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Since I saw you last," & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a change upon you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Well, I know not" & @CRLF & _
                "	What counts harsh fortune casts upon my face;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in my bosom shall she never come," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make my heart her vassal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	Well met here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	I hope so, Lepidus. Thus we are agreed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I crave our composition may be written," & @CRLF & _
                "	And seal'd between us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	That's the next to do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	We'll feast each other ere we part; and let's" & @CRLF & _
                "	Draw lots who shall begin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	That will I, Pompey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	No, Antony, take the lot: but, first" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or last, your fine Egyptian cookery" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall have the fame. I have heard that Julius Caesar" & @CRLF & _
                "	Grew fat with feasting there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	You have heard much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	I have fair meanings, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	And fair words to them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Then so much have I heard:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I have heard, Apollodorus carried--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	No more of that: he did so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	What, I pray you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	A certain queen to Caesar in a mattress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	I know thee now: how farest thou, soldier?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And well am like to do; for, I perceive," & @CRLF & _
                "	Four feasts are toward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Let me shake thy hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I never hated thee: I have seen thee fight," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I have envied thy behavior." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	I never loved you much; but I ha' praised ye," & @CRLF & _
                "	When you have well deserved ten times as much" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I have said you did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Enjoy thy plainness," & @CRLF & _
                "	It nothing ill becomes thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Aboard my galley I invite you all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you lead, lords?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	|  Show us the way, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but MENAS and ENOBARBUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	[Aside]  Thy father, Pompey, would ne'er have" & @CRLF & _
                "	made this treaty.--You and I have known, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	At sea, I think." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	We have, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	You have done well by water." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	And you by land." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	I will praise any man that will praise me; though it" & @CRLF & _
                "	cannot be denied what I have done by land." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	Nor what I have done by water." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Yes, something you can deny for your own" & @CRLF & _
                "	safety: you have been a great thief by sea." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	And you by land." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	There I deny my land service. But give me your" & @CRLF & _
                "	hand, Menas: if our eyes had authority, here they" & @CRLF & _
                "	might take two thieves kissing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	All men's faces are true, whatsome'er their hands are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	But there is never a fair woman has a true face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	No slander; they steal hearts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	We came hither to fight with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	For my part, I am sorry it is turned to a drinking." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pompey doth this day laugh away his fortune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	If he do, sure, he cannot weep't back again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	You've said, sir. We looked not for Mark Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	here: pray you, is he married to Cleopatra?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Caesar's sister is called Octavia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	True, sir; she was the wife of Caius Marcellus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	But she is now the wife of Marcus Antonius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	Pray ye, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	'Tis true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	Then is Caesar and he for ever knit together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	If I were bound to divine of this unity, I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	not prophesy so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	I think the policy of that purpose made more in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	marriage than the love of the parties." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	I think so too. But you shall find, the band that" & @CRLF & _
                "	seems to tie their friendship together will be the" & @CRLF & _
                "	very strangler of their amity: Octavia is of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	holy, cold, and still conversation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	Who would not have his wife so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Not he that himself is not so; which is Mark Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "	He will to his Egyptian dish again: then shall the" & @CRLF & _
                "	sighs of Octavia blow the fire up in Caesar; and, as" & @CRLF & _
                "	I said before, that which is the strength of their" & @CRLF & _
                "	amity shall prove the immediate author of their" & @CRLF & _
                "	variance. Antony will use his affection where it is:" & @CRLF & _
                "	he married but his occasion here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	And thus it may be. Come, sir, will you aboard?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a health for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	I shall take it, sir: we have used our throats in Egypt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	Come, let's away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VII	On board POMPEY's galley, off Misenum." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music plays. Enter two or three Servants with" & @CRLF & _
                "	a banquet]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	Here they'll be, man. Some o' their plants are" & @CRLF & _
                "	ill-rooted already: the least wind i' the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	will blow them down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servant	Lepidus is high-coloured." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	They have made him drink alms-drink." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servant	As they pinch one another by the disposition, he" & @CRLF & _
                "	cries out 'No more;' reconciles them to his" & @CRLF & _
                "	entreaty, and himself to the drink." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	But it raises the greater war between him and" & @CRLF & _
                "	his discretion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servant	Why, this is to have a name in great men's" & @CRLF & _
                "	fellowship: I had as lief have a reed that will do" & @CRLF & _
                "	me no service as a partisan I could not heave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	To be called into a huge sphere, and not to be seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	to move in't, are the holes where eyes should be," & @CRLF & _
                "	which pitifully disaster the cheeks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A sennet sounded. Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, MARK" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY, LEPIDUS, POMPEY, AGRIPPA, MECAENAS," & @CRLF & _
                "	DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS, MENAS, with other captains]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	[To OCTAVIUS CAESAR]  Thus do they, sir: they take" & @CRLF & _
                "	the flow o' the Nile" & @CRLF & _
                "	By certain scales i' the pyramid; they know," & @CRLF & _
                "	By the height, the lowness, or the mean, if dearth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or foison follow: the higher Nilus swells," & @CRLF & _
                "	The more it promises: as it ebbs, the seedsman" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the slime and ooze scatters his grain," & @CRLF & _
                "	And shortly comes to harvest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	You've strange serpents there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Ay, Lepidus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	Your serpent of Egypt is bred now of your mud by the" & @CRLF & _
                "	operation of your sun: so is your crocodile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	They are so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Sit,--and some wine! A health to Lepidus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	I am not so well as I should be, but I'll ne'er out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Not till you have slept; I fear me you'll be in till then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	Nay, certainly, I have heard the Ptolemies'" & @CRLF & _
                "	pyramises are very goodly things; without" & @CRLF & _
                "	contradiction, I have heard that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	[Aside to POMPEY]  Pompey, a word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	[Aside to MENAS]                 Say in mine ear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	what is't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	[Aside to POMPEY]  Forsake thy seat, I do beseech" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee, captain," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hear me speak a word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	[Aside to MENAS]  Forbear me till anon." & @CRLF & _
                "	This wine for Lepidus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	What manner o' thing is your crocodile?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	It is shaped, sir, like itself; and it is as broad" & @CRLF & _
                "	as it hath breadth: it is just so high as it is," & @CRLF & _
                "	and moves with its own organs: it lives by that" & @CRLF & _
                "	which nourisheth it; and the elements once out of" & @CRLF & _
                "	it, it transmigrates." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	What colour is it of?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Of it own colour too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	'Tis a strange serpent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	'Tis so. And the tears of it are wet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Will this description satisfy him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	With the health that Pompey gives him, else he is a" & @CRLF & _
                "	very epicure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	[Aside to MENAS]  Go hang, sir, hang! Tell me of" & @CRLF & _
                "	that? away!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do as I bid you. Where's this cup I call'd for?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	[Aside to POMPEY]  If for the sake of merit thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	wilt hear me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rise from thy stool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	[Aside to MENAS]  I think thou'rt mad." & @CRLF & _
                "	The matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Rises, and walks aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	I have ever held my cap off to thy fortunes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Thou hast served me with much faith. What's else to say?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be jolly, lords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	                  These quick-sands, Lepidus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep off them, for you sink." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	Wilt thou be lord of all the world?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	What say'st thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	Wilt thou be lord of the whole world? That's twice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	How should that be?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	But entertain it," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, though thou think me poor, I am the man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will give thee all the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Hast thou drunk well?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	Now, Pompey, I have kept me from the cup." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art, if thou darest be, the earthly Jove:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whate'er the ocean pales, or sky inclips," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is thine, if thou wilt ha't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Show me which way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	These three world-sharers, these competitors," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are in thy vessel: let me cut the cable;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, when we are put off, fall to their throats:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All there is thine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Ah, this thou shouldst have done," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not have spoke on't! In me 'tis villany;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In thee't had been good service. Thou must know," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not my profit that does lead mine honour;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine honour, it. Repent that e'er thy tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath so betray'd thine act: being done unknown," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should have found it afterwards well done;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But must condemn it now. Desist, and drink." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	[Aside]  For this," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll never follow thy pall'd fortunes more." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who seeks, and will not take when once 'tis offer'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall never find it more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	This health to Lepidus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Bear him ashore. I'll pledge it for him, Pompey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Here's to thee, Menas!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	Enobarbus, welcome!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Fill till the cup be hid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	There's a strong fellow, Menas." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Pointing to the Attendant who carries off LEPIDUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	Why?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	A' bears the third part of the world, man; see'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	The third part, then, is drunk: would it were all," & @CRLF & _
                "	That it might go on wheels!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Drink thou; increase the reels." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	Come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	This is not yet an Alexandrian feast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	It ripens towards it. Strike the vessels, ho?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is to Caesar!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	                  I could well forbear't." & @CRLF & _
                "	It's monstrous labour, when I wash my brain," & @CRLF & _
                "	And it grows fouler." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Be a child o' the time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Possess it, I'll make answer:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I had rather fast from all four days" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than drink so much in one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Ha, my brave emperor!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To MARK ANTONY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall we dance now the Egyptian Bacchanals," & @CRLF & _
                "	And celebrate our drink?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Let's ha't, good soldier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Come, let's all take hands," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till that the conquering wine hath steep'd our sense" & @CRLF & _
                "	In soft and delicate Lethe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	All take hands." & @CRLF & _
                "	Make battery to our ears with the loud music:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The while I'll place you: then the boy shall sing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The holding every man shall bear as loud" & @CRLF & _
                "	As his strong sides can volley." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music plays. DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS places them" & @CRLF & _
                "	hand in hand]" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE SONG." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, thou monarch of the vine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Plumpy Bacchus with pink eyne!" & @CRLF & _
                "	In thy fats our cares be drown'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	With thy grapes our hairs be crown'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cup us, till the world go round," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cup us, till the world go round!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	What would you more? Pompey, good night. Good brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me request you off: our graver business" & @CRLF & _
                "	Frowns at this levity. Gentle lords, let's part;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You see we have burnt our cheeks: strong Enobarb" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is weaker than the wine; and mine own tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Splits what it speaks: the wild disguise hath almost" & @CRLF & _
                "	Antick'd us all. What needs more words? Good night." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good Antony, your hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	I'll try you on the shore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	And shall, sir; give's your hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	O Antony," & @CRLF & _
                "	You have my father's house,--But, what? we are friends." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, down into the boat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Take heed you fall not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS and MENAS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Menas, I'll not on shore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	No, to my cabin." & @CRLF & _
                "	These drums! these trumpets, flutes! what!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let Neptune hear we bid a loud farewell" & @CRLF & _
                "	To these great fellows: sound and be hang'd, sound out!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sound a flourish, with drums]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Ho! says a' There's my cap." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENAS	Ho! Noble captain, come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A plain in Syria." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter VENTIDIUS as it were in triumph, with SILIUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	and other Romans, Officers, and Soldiers; the dead" & @CRLF & _
                "	body of PACORUS borne before him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VENTIDIUS	Now, darting Parthia, art thou struck; and now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pleased fortune does of Marcus Crassus' death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make me revenger. Bear the king's son's body" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before our army. Thy Pacorus, Orodes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pays this for Marcus Crassus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILIUS	Noble Ventidius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst yet with Parthian blood thy sword is warm," & @CRLF & _
                "	The fugitive Parthians follow; spur through Media," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mesopotamia, and the shelters whither" & @CRLF & _
                "	The routed fly: so thy grand captain Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall set thee on triumphant chariots and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put garlands on thy head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VENTIDIUS	O Silius, Silius," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have done enough; a lower place, note well," & @CRLF & _
                "	May make too great an act: for learn this, Silius;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Better to leave undone, than by our deed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Acquire too high a fame when him we serve's away." & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar and Antony have ever won" & @CRLF & _
                "	More in their officer than person: Sossius," & @CRLF & _
                "	One of my place in Syria, his lieutenant," & @CRLF & _
                "	For quick accumulation of renown," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he achieved by the minute, lost his favour." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who does i' the wars more than his captain can" & @CRLF & _
                "	Becomes his captain's captain: and ambition," & @CRLF & _
                "	The soldier's virtue, rather makes choice of loss," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than gain which darkens him." & @CRLF & _
                "	I could do more to do Antonius good," & @CRLF & _
                "	But 'twould offend him; and in his offence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should my performance perish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILIUS	Thou hast, Ventidius," & @CRLF & _
                "	that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without the which a soldier, and his sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grants scarce distinction. Thou wilt write to Antony!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VENTIDIUS	I'll humbly signify what in his name," & @CRLF & _
                "	That magical word of war, we have effected;" & @CRLF & _
                "	How, with his banners and his well-paid ranks," & @CRLF & _
                "	The ne'er-yet-beaten horse of Parthia" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have jaded out o' the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILIUS	Where is he now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VENTIDIUS	He purposeth to Athens: whither, with what haste" & @CRLF & _
                "	The weight we must convey with's will permit," & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall appear before him. On there; pass along!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Rome. An ante-chamber in OCTAVIUS CAESAR's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AGRIPPA at one door, DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS" & @CRLF & _
                "	at another]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	What, are the brothers parted?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	They have dispatch'd with Pompey, he is gone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The other three are sealing. Octavia weeps" & @CRLF & _
                "	To part from Rome; Caesar is sad; and Lepidus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since Pompey's feast, as Menas says, is troubled" & @CRLF & _
                "	With the green sickness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	'Tis a noble Lepidus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	A very fine one: O, how he loves Caesar!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	Nay, but how dearly he adores Mark Antony!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Caesar? Why, he's the Jupiter of men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	What's Antony? The god of Jupiter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Spake you of Caesar? How! the non-pareil!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	O Antony! O thou Arabian bird!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Would you praise Caesar, say 'Caesar:' go no further." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	Indeed, he plied them both with excellent praises." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	But he loves Caesar best; yet he loves Antony:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ho! hearts, tongues, figures, scribes, bards," & @CRLF & _
                "	poets, cannot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think, speak, cast, write, sing, number, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "	His love to Antony. But as for Caesar," & @CRLF & _
                "	Kneel down, kneel down, and wonder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	Both he loves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	They are his shards, and he their beetle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpets within]" & @CRLF & _
                "			So;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is to horse. Adieu, noble Agrippa." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	Good fortune, worthy soldier; and farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, MARK ANTONY, LEPIDUS, and OCTAVIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	No further, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	You take from me a great part of myself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Use me well in 't. Sister, prove such a wife" & @CRLF & _
                "	As my thoughts make thee, and as my farthest band" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall pass on thy approof. Most noble Antony," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let not the piece of virtue, which is set" & @CRLF & _
                "	Betwixt us as the cement of our love," & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep it builded, be the ram to batter" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fortress of it; for better might we" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have loved without this mean, if on both parts" & @CRLF & _
                "	This be not cherish'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Make me not offended" & @CRLF & _
                "	In your distrust." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	                  I have said." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	You shall not find," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though you be therein curious, the least cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	For what you seem to fear: so, the gods keep you," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make the hearts of Romans serve your ends!" & @CRLF & _
                "	We will here part." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Farewell, my dearest sister, fare thee well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The elements be kind to thee, and make" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy spirits all of comfort! fare thee well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIA	My noble brother!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	The April 's in her eyes: it is love's spring," & @CRLF & _
                "	And these the showers to bring it on. Be cheerful." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIA	Sir, look well to my husband's house; and--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	What, Octavia?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIA	       I'll tell you in your ear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Her tongue will not obey her heart, nor can" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her heart inform her tongue,--the swan's" & @CRLF & _
                "	down-feather," & @CRLF & _
                "	That stands upon the swell at full of tide," & @CRLF & _
                "	And neither way inclines." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	[Aside to AGRIPPA]  Will Caesar weep?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	[Aside to DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS]  He has a cloud in 's face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	[Aside to AGRIPPA]  He were the worse for that," & @CRLF & _
                "	were he a horse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So is he, being a man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	[Aside to DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS]  Why, Enobarbus," & @CRLF & _
                "	When Antony found Julius Caesar dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	He cried almost to roaring; and he wept" & @CRLF & _
                "	When at Philippi he found Brutus slain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	[Aside to AGRIPPA]  That year, indeed, he was" & @CRLF & _
                "	troubled with a rheum;" & @CRLF & _
                "	What willingly he did confound he wail'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Believe't, till I wept too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	No, sweet Octavia," & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall hear from me still; the time shall not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out-go my thinking on you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Come, sir, come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll wrestle with you in my strength of love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, here I have you; thus I let you go," & @CRLF & _
                "	And give you to the gods." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Adieu; be happy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	Let all the number of the stars give light" & @CRLF & _
                "	To thy fair way!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Farewell, farewell!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kisses OCTAVIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Farewell!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpets sound. Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Alexandria. CLEOPATRA's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and ALEXAS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Where is the fellow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXAS	Half afeard to come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Go to, go to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Messenger as before]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come hither, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXAS	Good majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Herod of Jewry dare not look upon you" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when you are well pleased." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	That Herod's head" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll have: but how, when Antony is gone" & @CRLF & _
                "	Through whom I might command it? Come thou near." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Most gracious majesty,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Didst thou behold Octavia?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Ay, dread queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Where?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Madam, in Rome;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I look'd her in the face, and saw her led" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between her brother and Mark Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Is she as tall as me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	She is not, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Didst hear her speak? is she shrill-tongued or low?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Madam, I heard her speak; she is low-voiced." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	That's not so good: he cannot like her long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Like her! O Isis! 'tis impossible." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	I think so, Charmian: dull of tongue, and dwarfish!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What majesty is in her gait? Remember," & @CRLF & _
                "	If e'er thou look'dst on majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	She creeps:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her motion and her station are as one;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She shows a body rather than a life," & @CRLF & _
                "	A statue than a breather." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Is this certain?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Or I have no observance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Three in Egypt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot make better note." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	He's very knowing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do perceive't: there's nothing in her yet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fellow has good judgment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Excellent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Guess at her years, I prithee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	She was a widow,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	                  Widow! Charmian, hark." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	And I do think she's thirty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Bear'st thou her face in mind? is't long or round?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Round even to faultiness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	For the most part, too, they are foolish that are so." & @CRLF & _
                "	Her hair, what colour?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Brown, madam: and her forehead" & @CRLF & _
                "	As low as she would wish it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	There's gold for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou must not take my former sharpness ill:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will employ thee back again; I find thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most fit for business: go make thee ready;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our letters are prepared." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	A proper man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Indeed, he is so: I repent me much" & @CRLF & _
                "	That so I harried him. Why, methinks, by him," & @CRLF & _
                "	This creature's no such thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Nothing, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	The man hath seen some majesty, and should know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Hath he seen majesty? Isis else defend," & @CRLF & _
                "	And serving you so long!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	I have one thing more to ask him yet, good Charmian:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But 'tis no matter; thou shalt bring him to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where I will write. All may be well enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	I warrant you, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Athens. A room in MARK ANTONY's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARK ANTONY and OCTAVIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Nay, nay, Octavia, not only that,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	That were excusable, that, and thousands more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of semblable import,--but he hath waged" & @CRLF & _
                "	New wars 'gainst Pompey; made his will, and read it" & @CRLF & _
                "	To public ear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Spoke scantly of me: when perforce he could not" & @CRLF & _
                "	But pay me terms of honour, cold and sickly" & @CRLF & _
                "	He vented them; most narrow measure lent me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When the best hint was given him, he not took't," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or did it from his teeth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIA	O my good lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Believe not all; or, if you must believe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stomach not all. A more unhappy lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	If this division chance, ne'er stood between," & @CRLF & _
                "	Praying for both parts:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The good gods me presently," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I shall pray, 'O bless my lord and husband!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Undo that prayer, by crying out as loud," & @CRLF & _
                "	'O, bless my brother!' Husband win, win brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Prays, and destroys the prayer; no midway" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twixt these extremes at all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Gentle Octavia," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let your best love draw to that point, which seeks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Best to preserve it: if I lose mine honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	I lose myself: better I were not yours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than yours so branchless. But, as you requested," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yourself shall go between 's: the mean time, lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll raise the preparation of a war" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall stain your brother: make your soonest haste;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So your desires are yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIA	Thanks to my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "	The Jove of power make me most weak, most weak," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your reconciler! Wars 'twixt you twain would be" & @CRLF & _
                "	As if the world should cleave, and that slain men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should solder up the rift." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	When it appears to you where this begins," & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn your displeasure that way: for our faults" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can never be so equal, that your love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can equally move with them. Provide your going;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Choose your own company, and command what cost" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your heart has mind to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	The same. Another room." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS and EROS, meeting]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	How now, friend Eros!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	There's strange news come, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	What, man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	Caesar and Lepidus have made wars upon Pompey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	This is old: what is the success?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	Caesar, having made use of him in the wars 'gainst" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pompey, presently denied him rivality; would not let" & @CRLF & _
                "	him partake in the glory of the action: and not" & @CRLF & _
                "	resting here, accuses him of letters he had formerly" & @CRLF & _
                "	wrote to Pompey; upon his own appeal, seizes him: so" & @CRLF & _
                "	the poor third is up, till death enlarge his confine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Then, world, thou hast a pair of chaps, no more;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And throw between them all the food thou hast," & @CRLF & _
                "	They'll grind the one the other. Where's Antony?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	He's walking in the garden--thus; and spurns" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rush that lies before him; cries, 'Fool Lepidus!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And threats the throat of that his officer" & @CRLF & _
                "	That murder'd Pompey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Our great navy's rigg'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	For Italy and Caesar. More, Domitius;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord desires you presently: my news" & @CRLF & _
                "	I might have told hereafter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	'Twill be naught:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But let it be. Bring me to Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	Come, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	Rome. OCTAVIUS CAESAR's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, AGRIPPA, and MECAENAS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Contemning Rome, he has done all this, and more," & @CRLF & _
                "	In Alexandria: here's the manner of 't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the market-place, on a tribunal silver'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cleopatra and himself in chairs of gold" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were publicly enthroned: at the feet sat" & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesarion, whom they call my father's son," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the unlawful issue that their lust" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since then hath made between them. Unto her" & @CRLF & _
                "	He gave the stablishment of Egypt; made her" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of lower Syria, Cyprus, Lydia," & @CRLF & _
                "	Absolute queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MECAENAS	                  This in the public eye?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	I' the common show-place, where they exercise." & @CRLF & _
                "	His sons he there proclaim'd the kings of kings:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Great Media, Parthia, and Armenia." & @CRLF & _
                "	He gave to Alexander; to Ptolemy he assign'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Syria, Cilicia, and Phoenicia: she" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the habiliments of the goddess Isis" & @CRLF & _
                "	That day appear'd; and oft before gave audience," & @CRLF & _
                "	As 'tis reported, so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MECAENAS	Let Rome be thus Inform'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	Who, queasy with his insolence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Already, will their good thoughts call from him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	The people know it; and have now received" & @CRLF & _
                "	His accusations." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	                  Who does he accuse?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Caesar: and that, having in Sicily" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sextus Pompeius spoil'd, we had not rated him" & @CRLF & _
                "	His part o' the isle: then does he say, he lent me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some shipping unrestored: lastly, he frets" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Lepidus of the triumvirate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should be deposed; and, being, that we detain" & @CRLF & _
                "	All his revenue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	                  Sir, this should be answer'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	'Tis done already, and the messenger gone." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have told him, Lepidus was grown too cruel;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he his high authority abused," & @CRLF & _
                "	And did deserve his change: for what I have conquer'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	I grant him part; but then, in his Armenia," & @CRLF & _
                "	And other of his conquer'd kingdoms, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Demand the like." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MECAENAS	                  He'll never yield to that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Nor must not then be yielded to in this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OCTAVIA with her train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIA	Hail, Caesar, and my lord! hail, most dear Caesar!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	That ever I should call thee castaway!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIA	You have not call'd me so, nor have you cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Why have you stol'n upon us thus! You come not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like Caesar's sister: the wife of Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should have an army for an usher, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	The neighs of horse to tell of her approach" & @CRLF & _
                "	Long ere she did appear; the trees by the way" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should have borne men; and expectation fainted," & @CRLF & _
                "	Longing for what it had not; nay, the dust" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should have ascended to the roof of heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	Raised by your populous troops: but you are come" & @CRLF & _
                "	A market-maid to Rome; and have prevented" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ostentation of our love, which, left unshown," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is often left unloved; we should have met you" & @CRLF & _
                "	By sea and land; supplying every stage" & @CRLF & _
                "	With an augmented greeting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIA	Good my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	To come thus was I not constrain'd, but did" & @CRLF & _
                "	On my free will. My lord, Mark Antony," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hearing that you prepared for war, acquainted" & @CRLF & _
                "	My grieved ear withal; whereon, I begg'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	His pardon for return." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Which soon he granted," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being an obstruct 'tween his lust and him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIA	Do not say so, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	I have eyes upon him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And his affairs come to me on the wind." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is he now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIA	                  My lord, in Athens." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	No, my most wronged sister; Cleopatra" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath nodded him to her. He hath given his empire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Up to a whore; who now are levying" & @CRLF & _
                "	The kings o' the earth for war; he hath assembled" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bocchus, the king of Libya; Archelaus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Cappadocia; Philadelphos, king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Paphlagonia; the Thracian king, Adallas;" & @CRLF & _
                "	King Malchus of Arabia; King of Pont;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Herod of Jewry; Mithridates, king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Comagene; Polemon and Amyntas," & @CRLF & _
                "	The kings of Mede and Lycaonia," & @CRLF & _
                "	With a more larger list of sceptres." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIA	Ay me, most wretched," & @CRLF & _
                "	That have my heart parted betwixt two friends" & @CRLF & _
                "	That do afflict each other!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Welcome hither:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your letters did withhold our breaking forth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till we perceived, both how you were wrong led," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we in negligent danger. Cheer your heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be you not troubled with the time, which drives" & @CRLF & _
                "	O'er your content these strong necessities;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But let determined things to destiny" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold unbewail'd their way. Welcome to Rome;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing more dear to me. You are abused" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beyond the mark of thought: and the high gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	To do you justice, make them ministers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of us and those that love you. Best of comfort;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ever welcome to us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	Welcome, lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MECAENAS	Welcome, dear madam." & @CRLF & _
                "	Each heart in Rome does love and pity you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only the adulterous Antony, most large" & @CRLF & _
                "	In his abominations, turns you off;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And gives his potent regiment to a trull," & @CRLF & _
                "	That noises it against us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIA	Is it so, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Most certain. Sister, welcome: pray you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be ever known to patience: my dear'st sister!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VII	Near Actium. MARK ANTONY's camp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLEOPATRA and DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	I will be even with thee, doubt it not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	But why, why, why?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Thou hast forspoke my being in these wars," & @CRLF & _
                "	And say'st it is not fit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Well, is it, is it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	If not denounced against us, why should not we" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be there in person?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	[Aside]  Well, I could reply:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If we should serve with horse and mares together," & @CRLF & _
                "	The horse were merely lost; the mares would bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	A soldier and his horse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	What is't you say?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Your presence needs must puzzle Antony;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take from his heart, take from his brain," & @CRLF & _
                "	from's time," & @CRLF & _
                "	What should not then be spared. He is already" & @CRLF & _
                "	Traduced for levity; and 'tis said in Rome" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Photinus an eunuch and your maids" & @CRLF & _
                "	Manage this war." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	                  Sink Rome, and their tongues rot" & @CRLF & _
                "	That speak against us! A charge we bear i' the war," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as the president of my kingdom, will" & @CRLF & _
                "	Appear there for a man. Speak not against it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not stay behind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Nay, I have done." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes the emperor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARK ANTONY and CANIDIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Is it not strange, Canidius," & @CRLF & _
                "	That from Tarentum and Brundusium" & @CRLF & _
                "	He could so quickly cut the Ionian sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	And take in Toryne? You have heard on't, sweet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Celerity is never more admired" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than by the negligent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	A good rebuke," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which might have well becomed the best of men," & @CRLF & _
                "	To taunt at slackness. Canidius, we" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will fight with him by sea." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	By sea! what else?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANIDIUS	Why will my lord do so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	For that he dares us to't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	So hath my lord dared him to single fight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANIDIUS	Ay, and to wage this battle at Pharsalia." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where Caesar fought with Pompey: but these offers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which serve not for his vantage, be shakes off;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so should you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	                  Your ships are not well mann'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your mariners are muleters, reapers, people" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ingross'd by swift impress; in Caesar's fleet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are those that often have 'gainst Pompey fought:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their ships are yare; yours, heavy: no disgrace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall fall you for refusing him at sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being prepared for land." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	By sea, by sea." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Most worthy sir, you therein throw away" & @CRLF & _
                "	The absolute soldiership you have by land;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Distract your army, which doth most consist" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of war-mark'd footmen; leave unexecuted" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your own renowned knowledge; quite forego" & @CRLF & _
                "	The way which promises assurance; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give up yourself merely to chance and hazard," & @CRLF & _
                "	From firm security." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	I'll fight at sea." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	I have sixty sails, Caesar none better." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Our overplus of shipping will we burn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, with the rest full-mann'd, from the head of Actium" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beat the approaching Caesar. But if we fail," & @CRLF & _
                "	We then can do't at land." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		    Thy business?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	The news is true, my lord; he is descried;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar has taken Toryne." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Can he be there in person? 'tis impossible;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strange that power should be. Canidius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our nineteen legions thou shalt hold by land," & @CRLF & _
                "	And our twelve thousand horse. We'll to our ship:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Away, my Thetis!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Soldier]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, worthy soldier?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soldier	O noble emperor, do not fight by sea;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Trust not to rotten planks: do you misdoubt" & @CRLF & _
                "	This sword and these my wounds? Let the Egyptians" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the Phoenicians go a-ducking; we" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have used to conquer, standing on the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fighting foot to foot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Well, well: away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt MARK ANTONY, QUEEN CLEOPATRA, and DOMITIUS" & @CRLF & _
                "	ENOBARBUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soldier	By Hercules, I think I am i' the right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANIDIUS	Soldier, thou art: but his whole action grows" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not in the power on't: so our leader's led," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we are women's men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soldier	You keep by land" & @CRLF & _
                "	The legions and the horse whole, do you not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANIDIUS	Marcus Octavius, Marcus Justeius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Publicola, and Caelius, are for sea:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But we keep whole by land. This speed of Caesar's" & @CRLF & _
                "	Carries beyond belief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soldier	While he was yet in Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	His power went out in such distractions as" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beguiled all spies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANIDIUS	Who's his lieutenant, hear you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soldier	They say, one Taurus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANIDIUS	Well I know the man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	The emperor calls Canidius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANIDIUS	With news the time's with labour, and throes forth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Each minute, some." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VIII	A plain near Actium." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, and TAURUS, with his army, marching]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Taurus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAURUS	My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Strike not by land; keep whole: provoke not battle," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till we have done at sea. Do not exceed" & @CRLF & _
                "	The prescript of this scroll: our fortune lies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon this jump." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IX	Another part of the plain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARK ANTONY and DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Set we our squadrons on yond side o' the hill," & @CRLF & _
                "	In eye of Caesar's battle; from which place" & @CRLF & _
                "	We may the number of the ships behold," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so proceed accordingly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE X	Another part of the plain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[CANIDIUS marcheth with his land army one way over" & @CRLF & _
                "	the stage; and TAURUS, the lieutenant of OCTAVIUS" & @CRLF & _
                "	CAESAR, the other way. After their going in, is" & @CRLF & _
                "	heard the noise of a sea-fight]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Enter DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Naught, naught all, naught! I can behold no longer:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Antoniad, the Egyptian admiral," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all their sixty, fly and turn the rudder:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see't mine eyes are blasted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SCARUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCARUS	Gods and goddesses," & @CRLF & _
                "	All the whole synod of them!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	What's thy passion!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCARUS	The greater cantle of the world is lost" & @CRLF & _
                "	With very ignorance; we have kiss'd away" & @CRLF & _
                "	Kingdoms and provinces." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	How appears the fight?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCARUS	On our side like the token'd pestilence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where death is sure. Yon ribaudred nag of Egypt,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom leprosy o'ertake!--i' the midst o' the fight," & @CRLF & _
                "	When vantage like a pair of twins appear'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Both as the same, or rather ours the elder," & @CRLF & _
                "	The breese upon her, like a cow in June," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hoists sails and flies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	That I beheld:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine eyes did sicken at the sight, and could not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Endure a further view." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCARUS	She once being loof'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	The noble ruin of her magic, Antony," & @CRLF & _
                "	Claps on his sea-wing, and, like a doting mallard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Leaving the fight in height, flies after her:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I never saw an action of such shame;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Experience, manhood, honour, ne'er before" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did violate so itself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Alack, alack!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CANIDIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANIDIUS	Our fortune on the sea is out of breath," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sinks most lamentably. Had our general" & @CRLF & _
                "	Been what he knew himself, it had gone well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, he has given example for our flight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most grossly, by his own!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Ay, are you thereabouts?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, then, good night indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANIDIUS	Toward Peloponnesus are they fled." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCARUS	'Tis easy to't; and there I will attend" & @CRLF & _
                "	What further comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANIDIUS	To Caesar will I render" & @CRLF & _
                "	My legions and my horse: six kings already" & @CRLF & _
                "	Show me the way of yielding." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	I'll yet follow" & @CRLF & _
                "	The wounded chance of Antony, though my reason" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sits in the wind against me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE XI	Alexandria. CLEOPATRA's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARK ANTONY with Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Hark! the land bids me tread no more upon't;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is ashamed to bear me! Friends, come hither:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am so lated in the world, that I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have lost my way for ever: I have a ship" & @CRLF & _
                "	Laden with gold; take that, divide it; fly," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make your peace with Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Fly! not we." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	I have fled myself; and have instructed cowards" & @CRLF & _
                "	To run and show their shoulders. Friends, be gone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have myself resolved upon a course" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which has no need of you; be gone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My treasure's in the harbour, take it. O," & @CRLF & _
                "	I follow'd that I blush to look upon:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My very hairs do mutiny; for the white" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reprove the brown for rashness, and they them" & @CRLF & _
                "	For fear and doting. Friends, be gone: you shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have letters from me to some friends that will" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweep your way for you. Pray you, look not sad," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor make replies of loathness: take the hint" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which my despair proclaims; let that be left" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which leaves itself: to the sea-side straightway:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will possess you of that ship and treasure." & @CRLF & _
                "	Leave me, I pray, a little: pray you now:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, do so; for, indeed, I have lost command," & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore I pray you: I'll see you by and by." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sits down]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLEOPATRA led by CHARMIAN and IRAS; EROS" & @CRLF & _
                "	following]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	Nay, gentle madam, to him, comfort him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IRAS	Do, most dear queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Do! why: what else?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Let me sit down. O Juno!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	No, no, no, no, no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	See you here, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	O fie, fie, fie!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Madam!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IRAS	Madam, O good empress!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	Sir, sir,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Yes, my lord, yes; he at Philippi kept" & @CRLF & _
                "	His sword e'en like a dancer; while I struck" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lean and wrinkled Cassius; and 'twas I" & @CRLF & _
                "	That the mad Brutus ended: he alone" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dealt on lieutenantry, and no practise had" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the brave squares of war: yet now--No matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Ah, stand by." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	The queen, my lord, the queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IRAS	Go to him, madam, speak to him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is unqualitied with very shame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Well then, sustain him: O!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	Most noble sir, arise; the queen approaches:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her head's declined, and death will seize her, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your comfort makes the rescue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	I have offended reputation," & @CRLF & _
                "	A most unnoble swerving." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	Sir, the queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	O, whither hast thou led me, Egypt? See," & @CRLF & _
                "	How I convey my shame out of thine eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	By looking back what I have left behind" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Stroy'd in dishonour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	O my lord, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forgive my fearful sails! I little thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	You would have follow'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Egypt, thou knew'st too well" & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart was to thy rudder tied by the strings," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou shouldst tow me after: o'er my spirit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy full supremacy thou knew'st, and that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy beck might from the bidding of the gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	Command me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	          O, my pardon!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Now I must" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the young man send humble treaties, dodge" & @CRLF & _
                "	And palter in the shifts of lowness; who" & @CRLF & _
                "	With half the bulk o' the world play'd as I pleased," & @CRLF & _
                "	Making and marring fortunes. You did know" & @CRLF & _
                "	How much you were my conqueror; and that" & @CRLF & _
                "	My sword, made weak by my affection, would" & @CRLF & _
                "	Obey it on all cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Pardon, pardon!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Fall not a tear, I say; one of them rates" & @CRLF & _
                "	All that is won and lost: give me a kiss;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even this repays me. We sent our schoolmaster;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is he come back? Love, I am full of lead." & @CRLF & _
                "	Some wine, within there, and our viands! Fortune knows" & @CRLF & _
                "	We scorn her most when most she offers blows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE XII	Egypt. OCTAVIUS CAESAR's camp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, DOLABELLA, THYREUS, with others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Let him appear that's come from Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "	Know you him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLABELLA	                  Caesar, 'tis his schoolmaster:" & @CRLF & _
                "	An argument that he is pluck'd, when hither" & @CRLF & _
                "	He sends so poor a pinion off his wing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which had superfluous kings for messengers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not many moons gone by." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EUPHRONIUS, ambassador from MARK ANTONY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Approach, and speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EUPHRONIUS	Such as I am, I come from Antony:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I was of late as petty to his ends" & @CRLF & _
                "	As is the morn-dew on the myrtle-leaf" & @CRLF & _
                "	To his grand sea." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	                  Be't so: declare thine office." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EUPHRONIUS	Lord of his fortunes he salutes thee, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Requires to live in Egypt: which not granted," & @CRLF & _
                "	He lessens his requests; and to thee sues" & @CRLF & _
                "	To let him breathe between the heavens and earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	A private man in Athens: this for him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Next, Cleopatra does confess thy greatness;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Submits her to thy might; and of thee craves" & @CRLF & _
                "	The circle of the Ptolemies for her heirs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now hazarded to thy grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	For Antony," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have no ears to his request. The queen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of audience nor desire shall fail, so she" & @CRLF & _
                "	From Egypt drive her all-disgraced friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or take his life there: this if she perform," & @CRLF & _
                "	She shall not sue unheard. So to them both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EUPHRONIUS	Fortune pursue thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Bring him through the bands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit EUPHRONIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To THYREUS]  To try eloquence, now 'tis time: dispatch;" & @CRLF & _
                "	From Antony win Cleopatra: promise," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in our name, what she requires; add more," & @CRLF & _
                "	From thine invention, offers: women are not" & @CRLF & _
                "	In their best fortunes strong; but want will perjure" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ne'er touch'd vestal: try thy cunning, Thyreus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make thine own edict for thy pains, which we" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will answer as a law." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THYREUS	Caesar, I go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Observe how Antony becomes his flaw," & @CRLF & _
                "	And what thou think'st his very action speaks" & @CRLF & _
                "	In every power that moves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THYREUS	Caesar, I shall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE XIII	Alexandria. CLEOPATRA's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLEOPATRA, DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS, CHARMIAN, and IRAS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	What shall we do, Enobarbus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Think, and die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Is Antony or we in fault for this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Antony only, that would make his will" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord of his reason. What though you fled" & @CRLF & _
                "	From that great face of war, whose several ranges" & @CRLF & _
                "	Frighted each other? why should he follow?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The itch of his affection should not then" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have nick'd his captainship; at such a point," & @CRLF & _
                "	When half to half the world opposed, he being" & @CRLF & _
                "	The meered question: 'twas a shame no less" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than was his loss, to course your flying flags," & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave his navy gazing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Prithee, peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARK ANTONY with EUPHRONIUS, the Ambassador]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Is that his answer?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EUPHRONIUS	Ay, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	The queen shall then have courtesy, so she" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will yield us up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EUPHRONIUS	                  He says so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Let her know't." & @CRLF & _
                "	To the boy Caesar send this grizzled head," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he will fill thy wishes to the brim" & @CRLF & _
                "	With principalities." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	That head, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	To him again: tell him he wears the rose" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of youth upon him; from which the world should note" & @CRLF & _
                "	Something particular: his coin, ships, legions," & @CRLF & _
                "	May be a coward's; whose ministers would prevail" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the service of a child as soon" & @CRLF & _
                "	As i' the command of Caesar: I dare him therefore" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lay his gay comparisons apart," & @CRLF & _
                "	And answer me declined, sword against sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ourselves alone. I'll write it: follow me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt MARK ANTONY and EUPHRONIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	[Aside]  Yes, like enough, high-battled Caesar will" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unstate his happiness, and be staged to the show," & @CRLF & _
                "	Against a sworder! I see men's judgments are" & @CRLF & _
                "	A parcel of their fortunes; and things outward" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do draw the inward quality after them," & @CRLF & _
                "	To suffer all alike. That he should dream," & @CRLF & _
                "	Knowing all measures, the full Caesar will" & @CRLF & _
                "	Answer his emptiness! Caesar, thou hast subdued" & @CRLF & _
                "	His judgment too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter an Attendant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Attendant	                  A messenger from CAESAR." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	What, no more ceremony? See, my women!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the blown rose may they stop their nose" & @CRLF & _
                "	That kneel'd unto the buds. Admit him, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Attendant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	[Aside]  Mine honesty and I begin to square." & @CRLF & _
                "	The loyalty well held to fools does make" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our faith mere folly: yet he that can endure" & @CRLF & _
                "	To follow with allegiance a fall'n lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	Does conquer him that did his master conquer" & @CRLF & _
                "	And earns a place i' the story." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter THYREUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Caesar's will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THYREUS	Hear it apart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	                  None but friends: say boldly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THYREUS	So, haply, are they friends to Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	He needs as many, sir, as Caesar has;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or needs not us. If Caesar please, our master" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will leap to be his friend: for us, you know," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose he is we are, and that is, Caesar's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THYREUS	So." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus then, thou most renown'd: Caesar entreats," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not to consider in what case thou stand'st," & @CRLF & _
                "	Further than he is Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Go on: right royal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THYREUS	He knows that you embrace not Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you did love, but as you fear'd him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	O!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THYREUS	The scars upon your honour, therefore, he" & @CRLF & _
                "	Does pity, as constrained blemishes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not as deserved." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	                  He is a god, and knows" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is most right: mine honour was not yielded," & @CRLF & _
                "	But conquer'd merely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	[Aside]             To be sure of that," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will ask Antony. Sir, sir, thou art so leaky," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we must leave thee to thy sinking, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy dearest quit thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THYREUS	Shall I say to Caesar" & @CRLF & _
                "	What you require of him? for he partly begs" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be desired to give. It much would please him," & @CRLF & _
                "	That of his fortunes you should make a staff" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lean upon: but it would warm his spirits," & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear from me you had left Antony," & @CRLF & _
                "	And put yourself under his shrowd," & @CRLF & _
                "	The universal landlord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	What's your name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THYREUS	My name is Thyreus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Most kind messenger," & @CRLF & _
                "	Say to great Caesar this: in deputation" & @CRLF & _
                "	I kiss his conquering hand: tell him, I am prompt" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lay my crown at 's feet, and there to kneel:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell him from his all-obeying breath I hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	The doom of Egypt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THYREUS	'Tis your noblest course." & @CRLF & _
                "	Wisdom and fortune combating together," & @CRLF & _
                "	If that the former dare but what it can," & @CRLF & _
                "	No chance may shake it. Give me grace to lay" & @CRLF & _
                "	My duty on your hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Your Caesar's father oft," & @CRLF & _
                "	When he hath mused of taking kingdoms in," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bestow'd his lips on that unworthy place," & @CRLF & _
                "	As it rain'd kisses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter MARK ANTONY and DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Favours, by Jove that thunders!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What art thou, fellow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THYREUS	One that but performs" & @CRLF & _
                "	The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have command obey'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	[Aside]               You will be whipp'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Approach, there! Ah, you kite! Now, gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	and devils!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	Antony yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take hence this Jack, and whip him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	[Aside]  'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than with an old one dying." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Moon and stars!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whip him. Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries" & @CRLF & _
                "	That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them" & @CRLF & _
                "	So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since she was Cleopatra? Whip him, fellows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till, like a boy, you see him cringe his face," & @CRLF & _
                "	And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THYREUS	Mark Antony!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	                  Tug him away: being whipp'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring him again: this Jack of Caesar's shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bear us an errand to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You were half blasted ere I knew you: ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forborne the getting of a lawful race," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by a gem of women, to be abused" & @CRLF & _
                "	By one that looks on feeders?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Good my lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	You have been a boggler ever:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when we in our viciousness grow hard--" & @CRLF & _
                "	O misery on't!--the wise gods seel our eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In our own filth drop our clear judgments; make us" & @CRLF & _
                "	Adore our errors; laugh at's, while we strut" & @CRLF & _
                "	To our confusion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	                  O, is't come to this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	I found you as a morsel cold upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dead Caesar's trencher; nay, you were a fragment" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Cneius Pompey's; besides what hotter hours," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unregister'd in vulgar fame, you have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Luxuriously pick'd out: for, I am sure," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though you can guess what temperance should be," & @CRLF & _
                "	You know not what it is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Wherefore is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	To let a fellow that will take rewards" & @CRLF & _
                "	And say 'God quit you!' be familiar with" & @CRLF & _
                "	My playfellow, your hand; this kingly seal" & @CRLF & _
                "	And plighter of high hearts! O, that I were" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the hill of Basan, to outroar" & @CRLF & _
                "	The horned herd! for I have savage cause;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to proclaim it civilly, were like" & @CRLF & _
                "	A halter'd neck which does the hangman thank" & @CRLF & _
                "	For being yare about him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Attendants with THYREUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		    Is he whipp'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Attendant	Soundly, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	                  Cried he? and begg'd a' pardon?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Attendant	He did ask favour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	If that thy father live, let him repent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wast not made his daughter; and be thou sorry" & @CRLF & _
                "	To follow Caesar in his triumph, since" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast been whipp'd for following him: henceforth" & @CRLF & _
                "	The white hand of a lady fever thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shake thou to look on 't. Get thee back to Caesar," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell him thy entertainment: look, thou say" & @CRLF & _
                "	He makes me angry with him; for he seems" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proud and disdainful, harping on what I am," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not what he knew I was: he makes me angry;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And at this time most easy 'tis to do't," & @CRLF & _
                "	When my good stars, that were my former guides," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have empty left their orbs, and shot their fires" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the abysm of hell. If he mislike" & @CRLF & _
                "	My speech and what is done, tell him he has" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hipparchus, my enfranched bondman, whom" & @CRLF & _
                "	He may at pleasure whip, or hang, or torture," & @CRLF & _
                "	As he shall like, to quit me: urge it thou:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hence with thy stripes, begone!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit THYREUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Have you done yet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	                  Alack, our terrene moon" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is now eclipsed; and it portends alone" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fall of Antony!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	I must stay his time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	To flatter Caesar, would you mingle eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	With one that ties his points?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Not know me yet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Cold-hearted toward me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Ah, dear, if I be so," & @CRLF & _
                "	From my cold heart let heaven engender hail," & @CRLF & _
                "	And poison it in the source; and the first stone" & @CRLF & _
                "	Drop in my neck: as it determines, so" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dissolve my life! The next Caesarion smite!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till by degrees the memory of my womb," & @CRLF & _
                "	Together with my brave Egyptians all," & @CRLF & _
                "	By the discandying of this pelleted storm," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lie graveless, till the flies and gnats of Nile" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have buried them for prey!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	I am satisfied." & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar sits down in Alexandria; where" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will oppose his fate. Our force by land" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath nobly held; our sever'd navy too" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have knit again, and fleet, threatening most sea-like." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where hast thou been, my heart? Dost thou hear, lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If from the field I shall return once more" & @CRLF & _
                "	To kiss these lips, I will appear in blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I and my sword will earn our chronicle:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's hope in't yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	That's my brave lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	I will be treble-sinew'd, hearted, breathed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fight maliciously: for when mine hours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were nice and lucky, men did ransom lives" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of me for jests; but now I'll set my teeth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And send to darkness all that stop me. Come," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's have one other gaudy night: call to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	All my sad captains; fill our bowls once more;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's mock the midnight bell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	It is my birth-day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had thought to have held it poor: but, since my lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is Antony again, I will be Cleopatra." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	We will yet do well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Call all his noble captains to my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Do so, we'll speak to them; and to-night I'll force" & @CRLF & _
                "	The wine peep through their scars. Come on, my queen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's sap in't yet. The next time I do fight," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll make death love me; for I will contend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even with his pestilent scythe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Now he'll outstare the lightning. To be furious," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is to be frighted out of fear; and in that mood" & @CRLF & _
                "	The dove will peck the estridge; and I see still," & @CRLF & _
                "	A diminution in our captain's brain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Restores his heart: when valour preys on reason," & @CRLF & _
                "	It eats the sword it fights with. I will seek" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some way to leave him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Before Alexandria. OCTAVIUS CAESAR's camp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, AGRIPPA, and MECAENAS, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	his Army; OCTAVIUS CAESAR reading a letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	He calls me boy; and chides, as he had power" & @CRLF & _
                "	To beat me out of Egypt; my messenger" & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath whipp'd with rods; dares me to personal combat," & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar to Antony: let the old ruffian know" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have many other ways to die; meantime" & @CRLF & _
                "	Laugh at his challenge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MECAENAS	Caesar must think," & @CRLF & _
                "	When one so great begins to rage, he's hunted" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to falling. Give him no breath, but now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make boot of his distraction: never anger" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made good guard for itself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Let our best heads" & @CRLF & _
                "	Know, that to-morrow the last of many battles" & @CRLF & _
                "	We mean to fight: within our files there are," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of those that served Mark Antony but late," & @CRLF & _
                "	Enough to fetch him in. See it done:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And feast the army; we have store to do't," & @CRLF & _
                "	And they have earn'd the waste. Poor Antony!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Alexandria. CLEOPATRA's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARK ANTONY, CLEOPATRA, DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	CHARMIAN, IRAS, ALEXAS, with others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	He will not fight with me, Domitius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Why should he not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	He thinks, being twenty times of better fortune," & @CRLF & _
                "	He is twenty men to one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	To-morrow, soldier," & @CRLF & _
                "	By sea and land I'll fight: or I will live," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or bathe my dying honour in the blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall make it live again. Woo't thou fight well?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	I'll strike, and cry 'Take all.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Well said; come on." & @CRLF & _
                "	Call forth my household servants: let's to-night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be bounteous at our meal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter three or four Servitors]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		    Give me thy hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast been rightly honest;--so hast thou;--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou,--and thou,--and thou:--you have served me well," & @CRLF & _
                "	And kings have been your fellows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	[Aside to DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS]  What means this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	[Aside to CLEOPATRA]  'Tis one of those odd" & @CRLF & _
                "	tricks which sorrow shoots" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of the mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	                  And thou art honest too." & @CRLF & _
                "	I wish I could be made so many men," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all of you clapp'd up together in" & @CRLF & _
                "	An Antony, that I might do you service" & @CRLF & _
                "	So good as you have done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	The gods forbid!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Well, my good fellows, wait on me to-night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Scant not my cups; and make as much of me" & @CRLF & _
                "	As when mine empire was your fellow too," & @CRLF & _
                "	And suffer'd my command." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	[Aside to DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS]  What does he mean?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	[Aside to CLEOPATRA]  To make his followers weep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Tend me to-night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	May be it is the period of your duty:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Haply you shall not see me more; or if," & @CRLF & _
                "	A mangled shadow: perchance to-morrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	You'll serve another master. I look on you" & @CRLF & _
                "	As one that takes his leave. Mine honest friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	I turn you not away; but, like a master" & @CRLF & _
                "	Married to your good service, stay till death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tend me to-night two hours, I ask no more," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the gods yield you for't!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	What mean you, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	To give them this discomfort? Look, they weep;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I, an ass, am onion-eyed: for shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	Transform us not to women." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Ho, ho, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now the witch take me, if I meant it thus!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Grace grow where those drops fall!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My hearty friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	You take me in too dolorous a sense;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I spake to you for your comfort; did desire you" & @CRLF & _
                "	To burn this night with torches: know, my hearts," & @CRLF & _
                "	I hope well of to-morrow; and will lead you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where rather I'll expect victorious life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than death and honour. Let's to supper, come," & @CRLF & _
                "	And drown consideration." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The same. Before the palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two Soldiers to their guard]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Brother, good night: to-morrow is the day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Soldier	It will determine one way: fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "	Heard you of nothing strange about the streets?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Nothing. What news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Soldier	Belike 'tis but a rumour. Good night to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Well, sir, good night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two other Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Soldier	Soldiers, have careful watch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Soldier	And you. Good night, good night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They place themselves in every corner of the stage]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Soldier	Here we: and if to-morrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our navy thrive, I have an absolute hope" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our landmen will stand up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Soldier	'Tis a brave army," & @CRLF & _
                "	And full of purpose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music of the hautboys as under the stage]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Soldier	Peace! what noise?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	List, list!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Soldier	Hark!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	    Music i' the air." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Soldier	Under the earth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Soldier	It signs well, does it not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Soldier	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Peace, I say!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What should this mean?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Soldier	'Tis the god Hercules, whom Antony loved," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now leaves him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Walk; let's see if other watchmen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do hear what we do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They advance to another post]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Soldier	How now, masters!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	[Speaking together]  How now!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now! do you hear this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Ay; is't not strange?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Soldier	Do you hear, masters? do you hear?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Follow the noise so far as we have quarter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's see how it will give off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Content. 'Tis strange." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	The same. A room in the palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARK ANTONY and CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	others attending]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Eros! mine armour, Eros!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Sleep a little." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	No, my chuck. Eros, come; mine armour, Eros!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EROS with armour]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come good fellow, put mine iron on:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If fortune be not ours to-day, it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	Because we brave her: come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Nay, I'll help too." & @CRLF & _
                "	What's this for?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	                  Ah, let be, let be! thou art" & @CRLF & _
                "	The armourer of my heart: false, false; this, this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Sooth, la, I'll help: thus it must be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Well, well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall thrive now. Seest thou, my good fellow?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go put on thy defences." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	Briefly, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Is not this buckled well?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Rarely, rarely:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He that unbuckles this, till we do please" & @CRLF & _
                "	To daff't for our repose, shall hear a storm." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou fumblest, Eros; and my queen's a squire" & @CRLF & _
                "	More tight at this than thou: dispatch. O love," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou couldst see my wars to-day, and knew'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	The royal occupation! thou shouldst see" & @CRLF & _
                "	A workman in't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter an armed Soldier]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good morrow to thee; welcome:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou look'st like him that knows a warlike charge:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To business that we love we rise betime," & @CRLF & _
                "	And go to't with delight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soldier	A thousand, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Early though't be, have on their riveted trim," & @CRLF & _
                "	And at the port expect you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Shout. Trumpets flourish]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Captains and Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	The morn is fair. Good morrow, general." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Good morrow, general." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	'Tis well blown, lads:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This morning, like the spirit of a youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	That means to be of note, begins betimes." & @CRLF & _
                "	So, so; come, give me that: this way; well said." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fare thee well, dame, whate'er becomes of me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is a soldier's kiss: rebukeable" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kisses her]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And worthy shameful cheque it were, to stand" & @CRLF & _
                "	On more mechanic compliment; I'll leave thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, like a man of steel. You that will fight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Follow me close; I'll bring you to't. Adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt MARK ANTONY, EROS, Captains, and Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Please you, retire to your chamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Lead me." & @CRLF & _
                "	He goes forth gallantly. That he and Caesar might" & @CRLF & _
                "	Determine this great war in single fight!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then Antony,--but now--Well, on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Alexandria. MARK ANTONY's camp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpets sound. Enter MARK ANTONY and EROS; a" & @CRLF & _
                "	Soldier meeting them]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soldier	The gods make this a happy day to Antony!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Would thou and those thy scars had once prevail'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make me fight at land!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soldier	Hadst thou done so," & @CRLF & _
                "	The kings that have revolted, and the soldier" & @CRLF & _
                "	That has this morning left thee, would have still" & @CRLF & _
                "	Follow'd thy heels." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Who's gone this morning?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soldier	Who!" & @CRLF & _
                "	One ever near thee: call for Enobarbus," & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall not hear thee; or from Caesar's camp" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say 'I am none of thine.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	What say'st thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soldier	Sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	He is with Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	                  Sir, his chests and treasure" & @CRLF & _
                "	He has not with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Is he gone?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soldier	Most certain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Go, Eros, send his treasure after; do it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Detain no jot, I charge thee: write to him--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will subscribe--gentle adieus and greetings;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say that I wish he never find more cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	To change a master. O, my fortunes have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Corrupted honest men! Dispatch.--Enobarbus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	Alexandria. OCTAVIUS CAESAR's camp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, AGRIPPA, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Go forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our will is Antony be took alive;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make it so known." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	Caesar, I shall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	The time of universal peace is near:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prove this a prosperous day, the three-nook'd world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall bear the olive freely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is come into the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Go charge Agrippa" & @CRLF & _
                "	Plant those that have revolted in the van," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Antony may seem to spend his fury" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Alexas did revolt; and went to Jewry on" & @CRLF & _
                "	Affairs of Antony; there did persuade" & @CRLF & _
                "	Great Herod to incline himself to Caesar," & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave his master Antony: for this pains" & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar hath hang'd him. Canidius and the rest" & @CRLF & _
                "	That fell away have entertainment, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	No honourable trust. I have done ill;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of which I do accuse myself so sorely," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I will joy no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Soldier of CAESAR's]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soldier	Enobarbus, Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath after thee sent all thy treasure, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	His bounty overplus: the messenger" & @CRLF & _
                "	Came on my guard; and at thy tent is now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unloading of his mules." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	I give it you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soldier	Mock not, Enobarbus." & @CRLF & _
                "	I tell you true: best you safed the bringer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of the host; I must attend mine office," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or would have done't myself. Your emperor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Continues still a Jove." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	I am alone the villain of the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And feel I am so most. O Antony," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou mine of bounty, how wouldst thou have paid" & @CRLF & _
                "	My better service, when my turpitude" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou dost so crown with gold! This blows my heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If swift thought break it not, a swifter mean" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall outstrike thought: but thought will do't, I feel." & @CRLF & _
                "	I fight against thee! No: I will go seek" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some ditch wherein to die; the foul'st best fits" & @CRLF & _
                "	My latter part of life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VII	Field of battle between the camps." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Drums and trumpets. Enter AGRIPPA" & @CRLF & _
                "	and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	Retire, we have engaged ourselves too far:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar himself has work, and our oppression" & @CRLF & _
                "	Exceeds what we expected." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarums. Enter MARK ANTONY and SCARUS wounded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCARUS	O my brave emperor, this is fought indeed!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had we done so at first, we had droven them home" & @CRLF & _
                "	With clouts about their heads." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Thou bleed'st apace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCARUS	I had a wound here that was like a T," & @CRLF & _
                "	But now 'tis made an H." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	They do retire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCARUS	We'll beat 'em into bench-holes: I have yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Room for six scotches more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EROS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	They are beaten, sir, and our advantage serves" & @CRLF & _
                "	For a fair victory." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCARUS	Let us score their backs," & @CRLF & _
                "	And snatch 'em up, as we take hares, behind:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis sport to maul a runner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	I will reward thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Once for thy spritely comfort, and ten-fold" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thy good valour. Come thee on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCARUS	I'll halt after." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VIII	Under the walls of Alexandria." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Enter MARK ANTONY, in a march; SCARUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	with others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	We have beat him to his camp: run one before," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let the queen know of our gests. To-morrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before the sun shall see 's, we'll spill the blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	That has to-day escaped. I thank you all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For doughty-handed are you, and have fought" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not as you served the cause, but as 't had been" & @CRLF & _
                "	Each man's like mine; you have shown all Hectors." & @CRLF & _
                "	Enter the city, clip your wives, your friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell them your feats; whilst they with joyful tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wash the congealment from your wounds, and kiss" & @CRLF & _
                "	The honour'd gashes whole." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To SCARUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		    Give me thy hand" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLEOPATRA, attended]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	To this great fairy I'll commend thy acts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make her thanks bless thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To CLEOPATRA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		      O thou day o' the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Chain mine arm'd neck; leap thou, attire and all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Through proof of harness to my heart, and there" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ride on the pants triumphing!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Lord of lords!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O infinite virtue, comest thou smiling from" & @CRLF & _
                "	The world's great snare uncaught?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	My nightingale," & @CRLF & _
                "	We have beat them to their beds. What, girl!" & @CRLF & _
                "	though grey" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do something mingle with our younger brown, yet ha' we" & @CRLF & _
                "	A brain that nourishes our nerves, and can" & @CRLF & _
                "	Get goal for goal of youth. Behold this man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commend unto his lips thy favouring hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Kiss it, my warrior: he hath fought to-day" & @CRLF & _
                "	As if a god, in hate of mankind, had" & @CRLF & _
                "	Destroy'd in such a shape." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	I'll give thee, friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	An armour all of gold; it was a king's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	He has deserved it, were it carbuncled" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like holy Phoebus' car. Give me thy hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Through Alexandria make a jolly march;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bear our hack'd targets like the men that owe them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had our great palace the capacity" & @CRLF & _
                "	To camp this host, we all would sup together," & @CRLF & _
                "	And drink carouses to the next day's fate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which promises royal peril. Trumpeters," & @CRLF & _
                "	With brazen din blast you the city's ear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make mingle with rattling tabourines;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That heaven and earth may strike their sounds together," & @CRLF & _
                "	Applauding our approach." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IX	OCTAVIUS CAESAR's camp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sentinels at their post]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	If we be not relieved within this hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	We must return to the court of guard: the night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is shiny; and they say we shall embattle" & @CRLF & _
                "	By the second hour i' the morn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Soldier	This last day was" & @CRLF & _
                "	A shrewd one to's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	                  O, bear me witness, night,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Soldier	What man is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Soldier	                  Stand close, and list him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	Be witness to me, O thou blessed moon," & @CRLF & _
                "	When men revolted shall upon record" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bear hateful memory, poor Enobarbus did" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before thy face repent!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Enobarbus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Soldier	Peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark further." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS	O sovereign mistress of true melancholy," & @CRLF & _
                "	The poisonous damp of night disponge upon me," & @CRLF & _
                "	That life, a very rebel to my will," & @CRLF & _
                "	May hang no longer on me: throw my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the flint and hardness of my fault:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, being dried with grief, will break to powder," & @CRLF & _
                "	And finish all foul thoughts. O Antony," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nobler than my revolt is infamous," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forgive me in thine own particular;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But let the world rank me in register" & @CRLF & _
                "	A master-leaver and a fugitive:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O Antony! O Antony!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Soldier	Let's speak To him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Let's hear him, for the things he speaks" & @CRLF & _
                "	May concern Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Soldier	Let's do so. But he sleeps." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Swoons rather; for so bad a prayer as his" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was never yet for sleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Soldier	Go we to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Soldier	Awake, sir, awake; speak to us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Soldier	Hear you, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	The hand of death hath raught him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drums afar off]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		                  Hark! the drums" & @CRLF & _
                "	Demurely wake the sleepers. Let us bear him" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the court of guard; he is of note: our hour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is fully out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Soldier	Come on, then;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He may recover yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt with the body]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE X	Between the two camps." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARK ANTONY and SCARUS, with their Army]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Their preparation is to-day by sea;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We please them not by land." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCARUS	For both, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	I would they'ld fight i' the fire or i' the air;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'ld fight there too. But this it is; our foot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the hills adjoining to the city" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall stay with us: order for sea is given;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They have put forth the haven [           ]" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where their appointment we may best discover," & @CRLF & _
                "	And look on their endeavour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE XI	Another part of the same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, and his Army]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	But being charged, we will be still by land," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, as I take't, we shall; for his best force" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is forth to man his galleys. To the vales," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hold our best advantage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE XII	Another part of the same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARK ANTONY and SCARUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Yet they are not join'd: where yond pine" & @CRLF & _
                "	does stand," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall discover all: I'll bring thee word" & @CRLF & _
                "	Straight, how 'tis like to go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCARUS	Swallows have built" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Cleopatra's sails their nests: the augurers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say they know not, they cannot tell; look grimly," & @CRLF & _
                "	And dare not speak their knowledge. Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is valiant, and dejected; and, by starts," & @CRLF & _
                "	His fretted fortunes give him hope, and fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what he has, and has not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum afar off, as at a sea-fight]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter MARK ANTONY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	All is lost;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This foul Egyptian hath betrayed me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My fleet hath yielded to the foe; and yonder" & @CRLF & _
                "	They cast their caps up and carouse together" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like friends long lost. Triple-turn'd whore!" & @CRLF & _
                "	'tis thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast sold me to this novice; and my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes only wars on thee. Bid them all fly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For when I am revenged upon my charm," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have done all. Bid them all fly; begone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit SCARUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O sun, thy uprise shall I see no more:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fortune and Antony part here; even here" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do we shake hands. All come to this? The hearts" & @CRLF & _
                "	That spaniel'd me at heels, to whom I gave" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their wishes, do discandy, melt their sweets" & @CRLF & _
                "	On blossoming Caesar; and this pine is bark'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	That overtopp'd them all. Betray'd I am:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O this false soul of Egypt! this grave charm,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose eye beck'd forth my wars, and call'd them home;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose bosom was my crownet, my chief end,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a right gipsy, hath, at fast and loose," & @CRLF & _
                "	Beguiled me to the very heart of loss." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, Eros, Eros!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLEOPATRA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, thou spell! Avaunt!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Why is my lord enraged against his love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Vanish, or I shall give thee thy deserving," & @CRLF & _
                "	And blemish Caesar's triumph. Let him take thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hoist thee up to the shouting plebeians:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Follow his chariot, like the greatest spot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all thy sex; most monster-like, be shown" & @CRLF & _
                "	For poor'st diminutives, for doits; and let" & @CRLF & _
                "	Patient Octavia plough thy visage up" & @CRLF & _
                "	With her prepared nails." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit CLEOPATRA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		'Tis well thou'rt gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	If it be well to live; but better 'twere" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou fell'st into my fury, for one death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might have prevented many. Eros, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The shirt of Nessus is upon me: teach me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Alcides, thou mine ancestor, thy rage:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me lodge Lichas on the horns o' the moon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with those hands, that grasp'd the heaviest club," & @CRLF & _
                "	Subdue my worthiest self. The witch shall die:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the young Roman boy she hath sold me, and I fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under this plot; she dies for't. Eros, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE XIII	Alexandria. Cleopatra's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and MARDIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Help me, my women! O, he is more mad" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than Telamon for his shield; the boar of Thessaly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was never so emboss'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	To the monument!" & @CRLF & _
                "	There lock yourself, and send him word you are dead." & @CRLF & _
                "	The soul and body rive not more in parting" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than greatness going off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	To the monument!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mardian, go tell him I have slain myself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say, that the last I spoke was 'Antony,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And word it, prithee, piteously: hence, Mardian," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring me how he takes my death." & @CRLF & _
                "	To the monument!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE XIV	The same. Another room." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARK ANTONY and EROS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Eros, thou yet behold'st me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	Ay, noble lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Sometimes we see a cloud that's dragonish;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A vapour sometime like a bear or lion," & @CRLF & _
                "	A tower'd citadel, a pendent rock," & @CRLF & _
                "	A forked mountain, or blue promontory" & @CRLF & _
                "	With trees upon't, that nod unto the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	these signs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are black vesper's pageants." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	Ay, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	That which is now a horse, even with a thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rack dislimns, and makes it indistinct," & @CRLF & _
                "	As water is in water." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	It does, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	My good knave Eros, now thy captain is" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even such a body: here I am Antony:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet cannot hold this visible shape, my knave." & @CRLF & _
                "	I made these wars for Egypt: and the queen,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose heart I thought I had, for she had mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which whilst it was mine had annex'd unto't" & @CRLF & _
                "	A million more, now lost,--she, Eros, has" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pack'd cards with Caesar, and false-play'd my glory" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto an enemy's triumph." & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, weep not, gentle Eros; there is left us" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ourselves to end ourselves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARDIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		      O! thy vile lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "	She has robb'd me of my sword." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARDIAN	No, Antony;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My mistress loved thee, and her fortunes mingled" & @CRLF & _
                "	With thine entirely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Hence, saucy eunuch; peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "	She hath betray'd me and shall die the death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARDIAN	Death of one person can be paid but once," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that she has discharged: what thou wouldst do" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is done unto thy hand: the last she spake" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was 'Antony! most noble Antony!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then in the midst a tearing groan did break" & @CRLF & _
                "	The name of Antony; it was divided" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between her heart and lips: she render'd life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy name so buried in her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Dead, then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARDIAN	Dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Unarm, Eros; the long day's task is done," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we must sleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To MARDIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou depart'st hence safe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Does pay thy labour richly; go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit MARDIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		         Off, pluck off:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The seven-fold shield of Ajax cannot keep" & @CRLF & _
                "	The battery from my heart. O, cleave, my sides!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heart, once be stronger than thy continent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Crack thy frail case! Apace, Eros, apace." & @CRLF & _
                "	No more a soldier: bruised pieces, go;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have been nobly borne. From me awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit EROS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will o'ertake thee, Cleopatra, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Weep for my pardon. So it must be, for now" & @CRLF & _
                "	All length is torture: since the torch is out," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lie down, and stray no farther: now all labour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mars what it does; yea, very force entangles" & @CRLF & _
                "	Itself with strength: seal then, and all is done." & @CRLF & _
                "	Eros!--I come, my queen:--Eros!--Stay for me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where souls do couch on flowers, we'll hand in hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with our sprightly port make the ghosts gaze:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dido and her AEneas shall want troops," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the haunt be ours. Come, Eros, Eros!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter EROS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	What would my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Since Cleopatra died," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have lived in such dishonour, that the gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	Detest my baseness. I, that with my sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	Quarter'd the world, and o'er green Neptune's back" & @CRLF & _
                "	With ships made cities, condemn myself to lack" & @CRLF & _
                "	The courage of a woman; less noble mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than she which by her death our Caesar tells" & @CRLF & _
                "	'I am conqueror of myself.' Thou art sworn, Eros," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, when the exigent should come, which now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is come indeed, when I should see behind me" & @CRLF & _
                "	The inevitable prosecution of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Disgrace and horror, that, on my command," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou then wouldst kill me: do't; the time is come:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou strikest not me, 'tis Caesar thou defeat'st." & @CRLF & _
                "	Put colour in thy cheek." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	The gods withhold me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I do that which all the Parthian darts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though enemy, lost aim, and could not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Eros," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wouldst thou be window'd in great Rome and see" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy master thus with pleach'd arms, bending down" & @CRLF & _
                "	His corrigible neck, his face subdued" & @CRLF & _
                "	To penetrative shame, whilst the wheel'd seat" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of fortunate Caesar, drawn before him, branded" & @CRLF & _
                "	His baseness that ensued?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	I would not see't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Come, then; for with a wound I must be cured." & @CRLF & _
                "	Draw that thy honest sword, which thou hast worn" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most useful for thy country." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	O, sir, pardon me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	When I did make thee free, sworest thou not then" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do this when I bade thee? Do it at once;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or thy precedent services are all" & @CRLF & _
                "	But accidents unpurposed. Draw, and come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	Turn from me, then, that noble countenance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein the worship of the whole world lies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Lo thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Turning from him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	My sword is drawn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	                  Then let it do at once" & @CRLF & _
                "	The thing why thou hast drawn it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	My dear master," & @CRLF & _
                "	My captain, and my emperor, let me say," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before I strike this bloody stroke, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	'Tis said, man; and farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	Farewell, great chief. Shall I strike now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Now, Eros." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EROS	Why, there then: thus I do escape the sorrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Antony's death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kills himself]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	                  Thrice-nobler than myself!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou teachest me, O valiant Eros, what" & @CRLF & _
                "	I should, and thou couldst not. My queen and Eros" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have by their brave instruction got upon me" & @CRLF & _
                "	A nobleness in record: but I will be" & @CRLF & _
                "	A bridegroom in my death, and run into't" & @CRLF & _
                "	As to a lover's bed. Come, then; and, Eros," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy master dies thy scholar: to do thus" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Falling on his sword]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I learn'd of thee. How! not dead? not dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The guard, ho! O, dispatch me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DERCETAS and Guard]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Guard	What's the noise?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	I have done my work in, friends: O, make an end" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what I have begun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Guard	The star is fall'n." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Guard	And time is at his period." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Alas, and woe!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Let him that loves me strike me dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Guard	Not I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Guard	Nor I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Guard	Nor any one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Guard]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DERCETAS	Thy death and fortunes bid thy followers fly." & @CRLF & _
                "	This sword but shown to Caesar, with this tidings," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall enter me with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DIOMEDES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Where's Antony?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DERCETAS	                  There, Diomed there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Lives he?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt thou not answer, man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit DERCETAS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Art thou there, Diomed? Draw thy sword, and give me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sufficing strokes for death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Most absolute lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	My mistress Cleopatra sent me to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	When did she send thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Now, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Where is she?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Lock'd in her monument. She had a prophesying fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what hath come to pass: for when she saw--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which never shall be found--you did suspect" & @CRLF & _
                "	She had disposed with Caesar, and that your rage" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would not be purged, she sent you word she was dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, fearing since how it might work, hath sent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Me to proclaim the truth; and I am come," & @CRLF & _
                "	I dread, too late." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Too late, good Diomed: call my guard, I prithee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	What, ho, the emperor's guard! The guard, what, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, your lord calls!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter four or five of the Guard of MARK ANTONY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Bear me, good friends, where Cleopatra bides;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis the last service that I shall command you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Guard	Woe, woe are we, sir, you may not live to wear" & @CRLF & _
                "	All your true followers out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Most heavy day!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Nay, good my fellows, do not please sharp fate" & @CRLF & _
                "	To grace it with your sorrows: bid that welcome" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which comes to punish us, and we punish it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seeming to bear it lightly. Take me up:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have led you oft: carry me now, good friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	And have my thanks for all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt, bearing MARK ANTONY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE XV	The same. A monument." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLEOPATRA and her maids aloft, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	CHARMIAN and IRAS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	O Charmian, I will never go from hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Be comforted, dear madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	No, I will not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All strange and terrible events are welcome," & @CRLF & _
                "	But comforts we despise; our size of sorrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Proportion'd to our cause, must be as great" & @CRLF & _
                "	As that which makes it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, below, DIOMEDES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		  How now! is he dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	His death's upon him, but not dead." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look out o' the other side your monument;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His guard have brought him thither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, below, MARK ANTONY, borne by the Guard]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	O sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	Burn the great sphere thou movest in!" & @CRLF & _
                "	darkling stand" & @CRLF & _
                "	The varying shore o' the world. O Antony," & @CRLF & _
                "	Antony, Antony! Help, Charmian, help, Iras, help;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Help, friends below; let's draw him hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not Caesar's valour hath o'erthrown Antony," & @CRLF & _
                "	But Antony's hath triumph'd on itself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	So it should be, that none but Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should conquer Antony; but woe 'tis so!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	I am dying, Egypt, dying; only" & @CRLF & _
                "	I here importune death awhile, until" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of many thousand kisses the poor last" & @CRLF & _
                "	I lay up thy lips." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	                  I dare not, dear,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dear my lord, pardon,--I dare not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest I be taken: not the imperious show" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the full-fortuned Caesar ever shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be brooch'd with me; if knife, drugs," & @CRLF & _
                "	serpents, have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Edge, sting, or operation, I am safe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your wife Octavia, with her modest eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	And still conclusion, shall acquire no honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Demuring upon me. But come, come, Antony,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Help me, my women,--we must draw thee up:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Assist, good friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	O, quick, or I am gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Here's sport indeed! How heavy weighs my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our strength is all gone into heaviness," & @CRLF & _
                "	That makes the weight: had I great Juno's power," & @CRLF & _
                "	The strong-wing'd Mercury should fetch thee up," & @CRLF & _
                "	And set thee by Jove's side. Yet come a little,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wishes were ever fools,--O, come, come, come;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They heave MARK ANTONY aloft to CLEOPATRA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And welcome, welcome! die where thou hast lived:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Quicken with kissing: had my lips that power," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus would I wear them out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	A heavy sight!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	I am dying, Egypt, dying:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me some wine, and let me speak a little." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	No, let me speak; and let me rail so high," & @CRLF & _
                "	That the false housewife Fortune break her wheel," & @CRLF & _
                "	Provoked by my offence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	One word, sweet queen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Caesar seek your honour, with your safety. O!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	They do not go together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	Gentle, hear me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	None about Caesar trust but Proculeius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	My resolution and my hands I'll trust;" & @CRLF & _
                "	None about Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARK ANTONY	The miserable change now at my end" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lament nor sorrow at; but please your thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	In feeding them with those my former fortunes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein I lived, the greatest prince o' the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	The noblest; and do now not basely die," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not cowardly put off my helmet to" & @CRLF & _
                "	My countryman,--a Roman by a Roman" & @CRLF & _
                "	Valiantly vanquish'd. Now my spirit is going;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I can no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	                  Noblest of men, woo't die?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast thou no care of me? shall I abide" & @CRLF & _
                "	In this dull world, which in thy absence is" & @CRLF & _
                "	No better than a sty? O, see, my women," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[MARK ANTONY dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The crown o' the earth doth melt. My lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, wither'd is the garland of the war," & @CRLF & _
                "	The soldier's pole is fall'n: young boys and girls" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are level now with men; the odds is gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	And there is nothing left remarkable" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beneath the visiting moon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Faints]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	O, quietness, lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IRAS	She is dead too, our sovereign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IRAS	Madam!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	O madam, madam, madam!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IRAS	Royal Egypt, Empress!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Peace, peace, Iras!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	No more, but e'en a woman, and commanded" & @CRLF & _
                "	By such poor passion as the maid that milks" & @CRLF & _
                "	And does the meanest chares. It were for me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To throw my sceptre at the injurious gods;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To tell them that this world did equal theirs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till they had stol'n our jewel. All's but naught;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Patience is scottish, and impatience does" & @CRLF & _
                "	Become a dog that's mad: then is it sin" & @CRLF & _
                "	To rush into the secret house of death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere death dare come to us? How do you, women?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, what! good cheer! Why, how now, Charmian!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My noble girls! Ah, women, women, look," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our lamp is spent, it's out! Good sirs, take heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll bury him; and then, what's brave," & @CRLF & _
                "	what's noble," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's do it after the high Roman fashion," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make death proud to take us. Come, away:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This case of that huge spirit now is cold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, women, women! come; we have no friend" & @CRLF & _
                "	But resolution, and the briefest end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt; those above bearing off MARK ANTONY's body]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Alexandria. OCTAVIUS CAESAR's camp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, AGRIPPA, DOLABELLA, MECAENAS," & @CRLF & _
                "	GALLUS, PROCULEIUS, and others, his council of war]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Go to him, Dolabella, bid him yield;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Being so frustrate, tell him he mocks" & @CRLF & _
                "	The pauses that he makes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLABELLA	Caesar, I shall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DERCETAS, with the sword of MARK ANTONY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Wherefore is that? and what art thou that darest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Appear thus to us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DERCETAS	                  I am call'd Dercetas;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark Antony I served, who best was worthy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Best to be served: whilst he stood up and spoke," & @CRLF & _
                "	He was my master; and I wore my life" & @CRLF & _
                "	To spend upon his haters. If thou please" & @CRLF & _
                "	To take me to thee, as I was to him" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll be to Caesar; if thou pleasest not," & @CRLF & _
                "	I yield thee up my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	What is't thou say'st?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DERCETAS	I say, O Caesar, Antony is dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	The breaking of so great a thing should make" & @CRLF & _
                "	A greater crack: the round world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should have shook lions into civil streets," & @CRLF & _
                "	And citizens to their dens: the death of Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not a single doom; in the name lay" & @CRLF & _
                "	A moiety of the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DERCETAS	He is dead, Caesar:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not by a public minister of justice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor by a hired knife; but that self hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which writ his honour in the acts it did," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath, with the courage which the heart did lend it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Splitted the heart. This is his sword;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I robb'd his wound of it; behold it stain'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With his most noble blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Look you sad, friends?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The gods rebuke me, but it is tidings" & @CRLF & _
                "	To wash the eyes of kings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	And strange it is," & @CRLF & _
                "	That nature must compel us to lament" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our most persisted deeds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MECAENAS	His taints and honours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Waged equal with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGRIPPA	A rarer spirit never" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did steer humanity: but you, gods, will give us" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some faults to make us men. Caesar is touch'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MECAENAS	When such a spacious mirror's set before him," & @CRLF & _
                "	He needs must see himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	O Antony!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have follow'd thee to this; but we do lance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Diseases in our bodies: I must perforce" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have shown to thee such a declining day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or look on thine; we could not stall together" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the whole world: but yet let me lament," & @CRLF & _
                "	With tears as sovereign as the blood of hearts," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou, my brother, my competitor" & @CRLF & _
                "	In top of all design, my mate in empire," & @CRLF & _
                "	Friend and companion in the front of war," & @CRLF & _
                "	The arm of mine own body, and the heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where mine his thoughts did kindle,--that our stars," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unreconciliable, should divide" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our equalness to this. Hear me, good friends--" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will tell you at some meeter season:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter an Egyptian]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The business of this man looks out of him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll hear him what he says. Whence are you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Egyptian	A poor Egyptian yet. The queen my mistress," & @CRLF & _
                "	Confined in all she has, her monument," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thy intents desires instruction," & @CRLF & _
                "	That she preparedly may frame herself" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the way she's forced to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Bid her have good heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She soon shall know of us, by some of ours," & @CRLF & _
                "	How honourable and how kindly we" & @CRLF & _
                "	Determine for her; for Caesar cannot live" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be ungentle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Egyptian	So the gods preserve thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Come hither, Proculeius. Go and say," & @CRLF & _
                "	We purpose her no shame: give her what comforts" & @CRLF & _
                "	The quality of her passion shall require," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest, in her greatness, by some mortal stroke" & @CRLF & _
                "	She do defeat us; for her life in Rome" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would be eternal in our triumph: go," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with your speediest bring us what she says," & @CRLF & _
                "	And how you find of her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROCULEIUS	Caesar, I shall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Gallus, go you along." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit GALLUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		Where's Dolabella," & @CRLF & _
                "	To second Proculeius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Dolabella!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Let him alone, for I remember now" & @CRLF & _
                "	How he's employ'd: he shall in time be ready." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go with me to my tent; where you shall see" & @CRLF & _
                "	How hardly I was drawn into this war;" & @CRLF & _
                "	How calm and gentle I proceeded still" & @CRLF & _
                "	In all my writings: go with me, and see" & @CRLF & _
                "	What I can show in this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Alexandria. A room in the monument." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, and IRAS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	My desolation does begin to make" & @CRLF & _
                "	A better life. 'Tis paltry to be Caesar;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not being Fortune, he's but Fortune's knave," & @CRLF & _
                "	A minister of her will: and it is great" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do that thing that ends all other deeds;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which shackles accidents and bolts up change;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which sleeps, and never palates more the dug," & @CRLF & _
                "	The beggar's nurse and Caesar's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, to the gates of the monument, PROCULEIUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	GALLUS and Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROCULEIUS	Caesar sends greeting to the Queen of Egypt;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bids thee study on what fair demands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou mean'st to have him grant thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	What's thy name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROCULEIUS	My name is Proculeius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did tell me of you, bade me trust you; but" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do not greatly care to be deceived," & @CRLF & _
                "	That have no use for trusting. If your master" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would have a queen his beggar, you must tell him," & @CRLF & _
                "	That majesty, to keep decorum, must" & @CRLF & _
                "	No less beg than a kingdom: if he please" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give me conquer'd Egypt for my son," & @CRLF & _
                "	He gives me so much of mine own, as I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will kneel to him with thanks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROCULEIUS	Be of good cheer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You're fall'n into a princely hand, fear nothing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make your full reference freely to my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who is so full of grace, that it flows over" & @CRLF & _
                "	On all that need: let me report to him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your sweet dependency; and you shall find" & @CRLF & _
                "	A conqueror that will pray in aid for kindness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where he for grace is kneel'd to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Pray you, tell him" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am his fortune's vassal, and I send him" & @CRLF & _
                "	The greatness he has got. I hourly learn" & @CRLF & _
                "	A doctrine of obedience; and would gladly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look him i' the face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROCULEIUS	This I'll report, dear lady." & @CRLF & _
                "	Have comfort, for I know your plight is pitied" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of him that caused it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GALLUS	You see how easily she may be surprised:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Here PROCULEIUS and two of the Guard ascend the" & @CRLF & _
                "	monument by a ladder placed against a window, and," & @CRLF & _
                "	having descended, come behind CLEOPATRA. Some of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Guard unbar and open the gates]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To PROCULEIUS and the Guard]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Guard her till Caesar come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IRAS	Royal queen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	O Cleopatra! thou art taken, queen:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Quick, quick, good hands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drawing a dagger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROCULEIUS	Hold, worthy lady, hold:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Seizes and disarms her]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not yourself such wrong, who are in this" & @CRLF & _
                "	Relieved, but not betray'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	What, of death too," & @CRLF & _
                "	That rids our dogs of languish?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROCULEIUS	Cleopatra," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not abuse my master's bounty by" & @CRLF & _
                "	The undoing of yourself: let the world see" & @CRLF & _
                "	His nobleness well acted, which your death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will never let come forth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Where art thou, death?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come hither, come! come, come, and take a queen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Worthy many babes and beggars!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROCULEIUS	O, temperance, lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Sir, I will eat no meat, I'll not drink, sir;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If idle talk will once be necessary," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll not sleep neither: this mortal house I'll ruin," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do Caesar what he can. Know, sir, that I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will not wait pinion'd at your master's court;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor once be chastised with the sober eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of dull Octavia. Shall they hoist me up" & @CRLF & _
                "	And show me to the shouting varletry" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of censuring Rome? Rather a ditch in Egypt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be gentle grave unto me! rather on Nilus' mud" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lay me stark naked, and let the water-flies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blow me into abhorring! rather make" & @CRLF & _
                "	My country's high pyramides my gibbet," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hang me up in chains!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROCULEIUS	You do extend" & @CRLF & _
                "	These thoughts of horror further than you shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Find cause in Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DOLABELLA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLABELLA	Proculeius," & @CRLF & _
                "	What thou hast done thy master Caesar knows," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he hath sent for thee: for the queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll take her to my guard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROCULEIUS	So, Dolabella," & @CRLF & _
                "	It shall content me best: be gentle to her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To CLEOPATRA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Caesar I will speak what you shall please," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you'll employ me to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Say, I would die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt PROCULEIUS and Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLABELLA	Most noble empress, you have heard of me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	I cannot tell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLABELLA	                  Assuredly you know me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	No matter, sir, what I have heard or known." & @CRLF & _
                "	You laugh when boys or women tell their dreams;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is't not your trick?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLABELLA	I understand not, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	I dream'd there was an Emperor Antony:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, such another sleep, that I might see" & @CRLF & _
                "	But such another man!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLABELLA	If it might please ye,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	His face was as the heavens; and therein stuck" & @CRLF & _
                "	A sun and moon, which kept their course," & @CRLF & _
                "	and lighted" & @CRLF & _
                "	The little O, the earth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLABELLA	Most sovereign creature,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	His legs bestrid the ocean: his rear'd arm" & @CRLF & _
                "	Crested the world: his voice was propertied" & @CRLF & _
                "	As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when he meant to quail and shake the orb," & @CRLF & _
                "	He was as rattling thunder. For his bounty," & @CRLF & _
                "	There was no winter in't; an autumn 'twas" & @CRLF & _
                "	That grew the more by reaping: his delights" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were dolphin-like; they show'd his back above" & @CRLF & _
                "	The element they lived in: in his livery" & @CRLF & _
                "	Walk'd crowns and crownets; realms and islands were" & @CRLF & _
                "	As plates dropp'd from his pocket." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLABELLA	Cleopatra!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Think you there was, or might be, such a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	As this I dream'd of?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLABELLA	Gentle madam, no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	You lie, up to the hearing of the gods." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, if there be, or ever were, one such," & @CRLF & _
                "	It's past the size of dreaming: nature wants stuff" & @CRLF & _
                "	To vie strange forms with fancy; yet, to imagine" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Antony, were nature's piece 'gainst fancy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Condemning shadows quite." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLABELLA	Hear me, good madam." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your loss is as yourself, great; and you bear it" & @CRLF & _
                "	As answering to the weight: would I might never" & @CRLF & _
                "	O'ertake pursued success, but I do feel," & @CRLF & _
                "	By the rebound of yours, a grief that smites" & @CRLF & _
                "	My very heart at root." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	I thank you, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Know you what Caesar means to do with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLABELLA	I am loath to tell you what I would you knew." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Nay, pray you, sir,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLABELLA	Though he be honourable,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	He'll lead me, then, in triumph?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLABELLA	Madam, he will; I know't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish, and shout within, 'Make way there:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Octavius Caesar!']" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, GALLUS, PROCULEIUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	MECAENAS, SELEUCUS, and others of his Train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Which is the Queen of Egypt?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLABELLA	It is the emperor, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[CLEOPATRA kneels]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Arise, you shall not kneel:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you, rise; rise, Egypt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Sir, the gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will have it thus; my master and my lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must obey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	                  Take to you no hard thoughts:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The record of what injuries you did us," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though written in our flesh, we shall remember" & @CRLF & _
                "	As things but done by chance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Sole sir o' the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot project mine own cause so well" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make it clear; but do confess I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Been laden with like frailties which before" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have often shamed our sex." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Cleopatra, know," & @CRLF & _
                "	We will extenuate rather than enforce:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you apply yourself to our intents," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which towards you are most gentle, you shall find" & @CRLF & _
                "	A benefit in this change; but if you seek" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lay on me a cruelty, by taking" & @CRLF & _
                "	Antony's course, you shall bereave yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my good purposes, and put your children" & @CRLF & _
                "	To that destruction which I'll guard them from," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thereon you rely. I'll take my leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	And may, through all the world: 'tis yours; and we," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your scutcheons and your signs of conquest, shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hang in what place you please. Here, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	You shall advise me in all for Cleopatra." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	This is the brief of money, plate, and jewels," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am possess'd of: 'tis exactly valued;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not petty things admitted. Where's Seleucus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SELEUCUS	Here, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	This is my treasurer: let him speak, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon his peril, that I have reserved" & @CRLF & _
                "	To myself nothing. Speak the truth, Seleucus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SELEUCUS	Madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	I had rather seal my lips, than, to my peril," & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak that which is not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	What have I kept back?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SELEUCUS	Enough to purchase what you have made known." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Nay, blush not, Cleopatra; I approve" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your wisdom in the deed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	See, Caesar! O, behold," & @CRLF & _
                "	How pomp is follow'd! mine will now be yours;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, should we shift estates, yours would be mine." & @CRLF & _
                "	The ingratitude of this Seleucus does" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even make me wild: O slave, of no more trust" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than love that's hired! What, goest thou back? thou shalt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go back, I warrant thee; but I'll catch thine eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though they had wings: slave, soulless villain, dog!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O rarely base!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	                  Good queen, let us entreat you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	O Caesar, what a wounding shame is this," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou, vouchsafing here to visit me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doing the honour of thy lordliness" & @CRLF & _
                "	To one so meek, that mine own servant should" & @CRLF & _
                "	Parcel the sum of my disgraces by" & @CRLF & _
                "	Addition of his envy! Say, good Caesar," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I some lady trifles have reserved," & @CRLF & _
                "	Immoment toys, things of such dignity" & @CRLF & _
                "	As we greet modern friends withal; and say," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some nobler token I have kept apart" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Livia and Octavia, to induce" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their mediation; must I be unfolded" & @CRLF & _
                "	With one that I have bred? The gods! it smites me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beneath the fall I have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To SELEUCUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		   Prithee, go hence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I shall show the cinders of my spirits" & @CRLF & _
                "	Through the ashes of my chance: wert thou a man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wouldst have mercy on me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Forbear, Seleucus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit SELEUCUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Be it known, that we, the greatest, are misthought" & @CRLF & _
                "	For things that others do; and, when we fall," & @CRLF & _
                "	We answer others' merits in our name," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are therefore to be pitied." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Cleopatra," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not what you have reserved, nor what acknowledged," & @CRLF & _
                "	Put we i' the roll of conquest: still be't yours," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bestow it at your pleasure; and believe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar's no merchant, to make prize with you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of things that merchants sold. Therefore be cheer'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make not your thoughts your prisons: no, dear queen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For we intend so to dispose you as" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yourself shall give us counsel. Feed, and sleep:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our care and pity is so much upon you," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we remain your friend; and so, adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	My master, and my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Not so. Adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Exeunt OCTAVIUS CAESAR and his train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	He words me, girls, he words me, that I should not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be noble to myself: but, hark thee, Charmian." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Whispers CHARMIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IRAS	Finish, good lady; the bright day is done," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we are for the dark." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Hie thee again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have spoke already, and it is provided;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go put it to the haste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Madam, I will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter DOLABELLA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLABELLA	Where is the queen?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Behold, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Dolabella!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLABELLA	Madam, as thereto sworn by your command," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which my love makes religion to obey," & @CRLF & _
                "	I tell you this: Caesar through Syria" & @CRLF & _
                "	Intends his journey; and within three days" & @CRLF & _
                "	You with your children will he send before:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make your best use of this: I have perform'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your pleasure and my promise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Dolabella," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall remain your debtor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLABELLA	I your servant," & @CRLF & _
                "	Adieu, good queen; I must attend on Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Farewell, and thanks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit DOLABELLA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		Now, Iras, what think'st thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou, an Egyptian puppet, shalt be shown" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Rome, as well as I	mechanic slaves" & @CRLF & _
                "	With greasy aprons, rules, and hammers, shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Uplift us to the view; in their thick breaths," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rank of gross diet, shall be enclouded," & @CRLF & _
                "	And forced to drink their vapour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IRAS	The gods forbid!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Nay, 'tis most certain, Iras: saucy lictors" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will catch at us, like strumpets; and scald rhymers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ballad us out o' tune: the quick comedians" & @CRLF & _
                "	Extemporally will stage us, and present" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our Alexandrian revels; Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be brought drunken forth, and I shall see" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some squeaking Cleopatra boy my greatness" & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the posture of a whore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IRAS	O the good gods!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Nay, that's certain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IRAS	I'll never see 't; for, I am sure, my nails" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are stronger than mine eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Why, that's the way" & @CRLF & _
                "	To fool their preparation, and to conquer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their most absurd intents." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter CHARMIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		     Now, Charmian!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Show me, my women, like a queen: go fetch" & @CRLF & _
                "	My best attires: I am again for Cydnus," & @CRLF & _
                "	To meet Mark Antony: sirrah Iras, go." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, noble Charmian, we'll dispatch indeed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, when thou hast done this chare, I'll give thee leave" & @CRLF & _
                "	To play till doomsday. Bring our crown and all." & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherefore's this noise?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit IRAS. A noise within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Guardsman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Guard	Here is a rural fellow" & @CRLF & _
                "	That will not be denied your highness presence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He brings you figs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Let him come in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Guardsman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What poor an instrument" & @CRLF & _
                "	May do a noble deed! he brings me liberty." & @CRLF & _
                "	My resolution's placed, and I have nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of woman in me: now from head to foot" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am marble-constant; now the fleeting moon" & @CRLF & _
                "	No planet is of mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Guardsman, with Clown bringing in a basket]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Guard	This is the man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Avoid, and leave him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Guardsman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast thou the pretty worm of Nilus there," & @CRLF & _
                "	That kills and pains not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Truly, I have him: but I would not be the party" & @CRLF & _
                "	that should desire you to touch him, for his biting" & @CRLF & _
                "	is immortal; those that do die of it do seldom or" & @CRLF & _
                "	never recover." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Rememberest thou any that have died on't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Very many, men and women too. I heard of one of" & @CRLF & _
                "	them no longer than yesterday: a very honest woman," & @CRLF & _
                "	but something given to lie; as a woman should not" & @CRLF & _
                "	do, but in the way of honesty: how she died of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	biting of it, what pain she felt: truly, she makes" & @CRLF & _
                "	a very good report o' the worm; but he that will" & @CRLF & _
                "	believe all that they say, shall never be saved by" & @CRLF & _
                "	half that they do: but this is most fallible, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	worm's an odd worm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Get thee hence; farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I wish you all joy of the worm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Setting down his basket]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	You must think this, look you, that the worm will" & @CRLF & _
                "	do his kind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Ay, ay; farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Look you, the worm is not to be trusted but in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	keeping of wise people; for, indeed, there is no" & @CRLF & _
                "	goodness in worm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Take thou no care; it shall be heeded." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Very good. Give it nothing, I pray you, for it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	not worth the feeding." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Will it eat me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	You must not think I am so simple but I know the" & @CRLF & _
                "	devil himself will not eat a woman: I know that a" & @CRLF & _
                "	woman is a dish for the gods, if the devil dress her" & @CRLF & _
                "	not. But, truly, these same whoreson devils do the" & @CRLF & _
                "	gods great harm in their women; for in every ten" & @CRLF & _
                "	that they make, the devils mar five." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Well, get thee gone; farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Yes, forsooth: I wish you joy o' the worm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter IRAS with a robe, crown, &c]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Immortal longings in me: now no more" & @CRLF & _
                "	The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. Methinks I hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Antony call; I see him rouse himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	To praise my noble act; I hear him mock" & @CRLF & _
                "	The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men" & @CRLF & _
                "	To excuse their after wrath: husband, I come:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now to that name my courage prove my title!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am fire and air; my other elements" & @CRLF & _
                "	I give to baser life. So; have you done?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come then, and take the last warmth of my lips." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, kind Charmian; Iras, long farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kisses them. IRAS falls and dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I the aspic in my lips? Dost fall?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou and nature can so gently part," & @CRLF & _
                "	The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which hurts, and is desired. Dost thou lie still?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thus thou vanishest, thou tell'st the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is not worth leave-taking." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Dissolve, thick cloud, and rain; that I may say," & @CRLF & _
                "	The gods themselves do weep!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	This proves me base:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If she first meet the curled Antony," & @CRLF & _
                "	He'll make demand of her, and spend that kiss" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is my heaven to have. Come, thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	mortal wretch," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To an asp, which she applies to her breast]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	With thy sharp teeth this knot intrinsicate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of life at once untie: poor venomous fool" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be angry, and dispatch. O, couldst thou speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I might hear thee call great Caesar ass" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unpolicied!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	          O eastern star!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	Peace, peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dost thou not see my baby at my breast," & @CRLF & _
                "	That sucks the nurse asleep?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	O, break! O, break!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOPATRA	As sweet as balm, as soft as air, as gentle,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	O Antony!--Nay, I will take thee too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Applying another asp to her arm]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What should I stay--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	In this vile world? So, fare thee well." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now boast thee, death, in thy possession lies" & @CRLF & _
                "	A lass unparallel'd. Downy windows, close;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And golden Phoebus never be beheld" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of eyes again so royal! Your crown's awry;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll mend it, and then play." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Guard, rushing in]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Guard	Where is the queen?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	Speak softly, wake her not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Guard	Caesar hath sent--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	                  Too slow a messenger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Applies an asp]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, come apace, dispatch! I partly feel thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Guard	Approach, ho! All's not well: Caesar's beguiled." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Guard	There's Dolabella sent from Caesar; call him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Guard	What work is here! Charmian, is this well done?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARMIAN	It is well done, and fitting for a princess" & @CRLF & _
                "	Descended of so many royal kings." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, soldier!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter DOLABELLA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLABELLA	How goes it here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Guard	                  All dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLABELLA	Caesar, thy thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Touch their effects in this: thyself art coming" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see perform'd the dreaded act which thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	So sought'st to hinder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Within  'A way there, a way for Caesar!']" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR and all his train marching]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLABELLA	O sir, you are too sure an augurer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you did fear is done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Bravest at the last," & @CRLF & _
                "	She levell'd at our purposes, and, being royal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Took her own way. The manner of their deaths?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do not see them bleed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLABELLA	Who was last with them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Guard	A simple countryman, that brought her figs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This was his basket." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Poison'd, then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Guard	O Caesar," & @CRLF & _
                "	This Charmian lived but now; she stood and spake:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I found her trimming up the diadem" & @CRLF & _
                "	On her dead mistress; tremblingly she stood" & @CRLF & _
                "	And on the sudden dropp'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	O noble weakness!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If they had swallow'd poison, 'twould appear" & @CRLF & _
                "	By external swelling: but she looks like sleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	As she would catch another Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	In her strong toil of grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLABELLA	Here, on her breast," & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a vent of blood and something blown:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The like is on her arm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Guard	This is an aspic's trail: and these fig-leaves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have slime upon them, such as the aspic leaves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the caves of Nile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	Most probable" & @CRLF & _
                "	That so she died; for her physician tells me" & @CRLF & _
                "	She hath pursued conclusions infinite" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of easy ways to die. Take up her bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bear her women from the monument:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She shall be buried by her Antony:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No grave upon the earth shall clip in it" & @CRLF & _
                "	A pair so famous. High events as these" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strike those that make them; and their story is" & @CRLF & _
                "	No less in pity than his glory which" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brought them to be lamented. Our army shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	In solemn show attend this funeral;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then to Rome. Come, Dolabella, see" & @CRLF & _
                "	High order in this great solemnity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "	AS YOU LIKE IT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	living in banishment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE FREDERICK	his brother, an usurper of his dominions." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AMIENS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  lords attending on the banished duke." & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LE BEAU	a courtier attending upon Frederick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	wrestler to Frederick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER		|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES (JAQUES DE BOYS:)  	|  sons of Sir Rowland de Boys." & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO		|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADAM	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  servants to Oliver." & @CRLF & _
                "DENNIS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	a clown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR OLIVER MARTEXT	a vicar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  shepherds." & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM	a country fellow in love with Audrey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A person representing HYMEN. (HYMEN:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	daughter to the banished duke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	daughter to Frederick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEBE	a shepherdess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUDREY	a country wench." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords, pages, and attendants, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "	(Forester:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(A Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Page:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Page:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Oliver's house; Duke Frederick's court; and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forest of Arden." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	AS YOU LIKE IT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Orchard of Oliver's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ORLANDO and ADAM]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	As I remember, Adam, it was upon this fashion" & @CRLF & _
                "	bequeathed me by will but poor a thousand crowns," & @CRLF & _
                "	and, as thou sayest, charged my brother, on his" & @CRLF & _
                "	blessing, to breed me well: and there begins my" & @CRLF & _
                "	sadness. My brother Jaques he keeps at school, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	report speaks goldenly of his profit: for my part," & @CRLF & _
                "	he keeps me rustically at home, or, to speak more" & @CRLF & _
                "	properly, stays me here at home unkept; for call you" & @CRLF & _
                "	that keeping for a gentleman of my birth, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	differs not from the stalling of an ox? His horses" & @CRLF & _
                "	are bred better; for, besides that they are fair" & @CRLF & _
                "	with their feeding, they are taught their manage," & @CRLF & _
                "	and to that end riders dearly hired: but I, his" & @CRLF & _
                "	brother, gain nothing under him but growth; for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	which his animals on his dunghills are as much" & @CRLF & _
                "	bound to him as I. Besides this nothing that he so" & @CRLF & _
                "	plentifully gives me, the something that nature gave" & @CRLF & _
                "	me his countenance seems to take from me: he lets" & @CRLF & _
                "	me feed with his hinds, bars me the place of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	brother, and, as much as in him lies, mines my" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentility with my education. This is it, Adam, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	grieves me; and the spirit of my father, which I" & @CRLF & _
                "	think is within me, begins to mutiny against this" & @CRLF & _
                "	servitude: I will no longer endure it, though yet I" & @CRLF & _
                "	know no wise remedy how to avoid it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADAM	Yonder comes my master, your brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Go apart, Adam, and thou shalt hear how he will" & @CRLF & _
                "	shake me up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OLIVER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	Now, sir! what make you here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Nothing: I am not taught to make any thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	What mar you then, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Marry, sir, I am helping you to mar that which God" & @CRLF & _
                "	made, a poor unworthy brother of yours, with idleness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	Marry, sir, be better employed, and be naught awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Shall I keep your hogs and eat husks with them?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What prodigal portion have I spent, that I should" & @CRLF & _
                "	come to such penury?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	Know you where your are, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	O, sir, very well; here in your orchard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	Know you before whom, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Ay, better than him I am before knows me. I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	you are my eldest brother; and, in the gentle" & @CRLF & _
                "	condition of blood, you should so know me. The" & @CRLF & _
                "	courtesy of nations allows you my better, in that" & @CRLF & _
                "	you are the first-born; but the same tradition" & @CRLF & _
                "	takes not away my blood, were there twenty brothers" & @CRLF & _
                "	betwixt us: I have as much of my father in me as" & @CRLF & _
                "	you; albeit, I confess, your coming before me is" & @CRLF & _
                "	nearer to his reverence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	What, boy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Come, come, elder brother, you are too young in this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	Wilt thou lay hands on me, villain?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I am no villain; I am the youngest son of Sir" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rowland de Boys; he was my father, and he is thrice" & @CRLF & _
                "	a villain that says such a father begot villains." & @CRLF & _
                "	Wert thou not my brother, I would not take this hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	from thy throat till this other had pulled out thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	tongue for saying so: thou hast railed on thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADAM	Sweet masters, be patient: for your father's" & @CRLF & _
                "	remembrance, be at accord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	Let me go, I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I will not, till I please: you shall hear me. My" & @CRLF & _
                "	father charged you in his will to give me good" & @CRLF & _
                "	education: you have trained me like a peasant," & @CRLF & _
                "	obscuring and hiding from me all gentleman-like" & @CRLF & _
                "	qualities. The spirit of my father grows strong in" & @CRLF & _
                "	me, and I will no longer endure it: therefore allow" & @CRLF & _
                "	me such exercises as may become a gentleman, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	give me the poor allottery my father left me by" & @CRLF & _
                "	testament; with that I will go buy my fortunes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	And what wilt thou do? beg, when that is spent?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, sir, get you in: I will not long be troubled" & @CRLF & _
                "	with you; you shall have some part of your will: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	pray you, leave me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I will no further offend you than becomes me for my good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	Get you with him, you old dog." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADAM	Is 'old dog' my reward? Most true, I have lost my" & @CRLF & _
                "	teeth in your service. God be with my old master!" & @CRLF & _
                "	he would not have spoke such a word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ORLANDO and ADAM]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	Is it even so? begin you to grow upon me? I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	physic your rankness, and yet give no thousand" & @CRLF & _
                "	crowns neither. Holla, Dennis!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DENNIS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DENNIS	Calls your worship?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	Was not Charles, the duke's wrestler, here to speak with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DENNIS	So please you, he is here at the door and importunes" & @CRLF & _
                "	access to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	Call him in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit DENNIS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twill be a good way; and to-morrow the wrestling is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CHARLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Good morrow to your worship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	Good Monsieur Charles, what's the new news at the" & @CRLF & _
                "	new court?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	There's no news at the court, sir, but the old news:" & @CRLF & _
                "	that is, the old duke is banished by his younger" & @CRLF & _
                "	brother the new duke; and three or four loving lords" & @CRLF & _
                "	have put themselves into voluntary exile with him," & @CRLF & _
                "	whose lands and revenues enrich the new duke;" & @CRLF & _
                "	therefore he gives them good leave to wander." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	Can you tell if Rosalind, the duke's daughter, be" & @CRLF & _
                "	banished with her father?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	O, no; for the duke's daughter, her cousin, so loves" & @CRLF & _
                "	her, being ever from their cradles bred together," & @CRLF & _
                "	that she would have followed her exile, or have died" & @CRLF & _
                "	to stay behind her. She is at the court, and no" & @CRLF & _
                "	less beloved of her uncle than his own daughter; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	never two ladies loved as they do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	Where will the old duke live?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	They say he is already in the forest of Arden, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	a many merry men with him; and there they live like" & @CRLF & _
                "	the old Robin Hood of England: they say many young" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentlemen flock to him every day, and fleet the time" & @CRLF & _
                "	carelessly, as they did in the golden world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	What, you wrestle to-morrow before the new duke?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Marry, do I, sir; and I came to acquaint you with a" & @CRLF & _
                "	matter. I am given, sir, secretly to understand" & @CRLF & _
                "	that your younger brother Orlando hath a disposition" & @CRLF & _
                "	to come in disguised against me to try a fall." & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow, sir, I wrestle for my credit; and he that" & @CRLF & _
                "	escapes me without some broken limb shall acquit him" & @CRLF & _
                "	well. Your brother is but young and tender; and," & @CRLF & _
                "	for your love, I would be loath to foil him, as I" & @CRLF & _
                "	must, for my own honour, if he come in: therefore," & @CRLF & _
                "	out of my love to you, I came hither to acquaint you" & @CRLF & _
                "	withal, that either you might stay him from his" & @CRLF & _
                "	intendment or brook such disgrace well as he shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	run into, in that it is a thing of his own search" & @CRLF & _
                "	and altogether against my will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	Charles, I thank thee for thy love to me, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou shalt find I will most kindly requite. I had" & @CRLF & _
                "	myself notice of my brother's purpose herein and" & @CRLF & _
                "	have by underhand means laboured to dissuade him from" & @CRLF & _
                "	it, but he is resolute. I'll tell thee, Charles:" & @CRLF & _
                "	it is the stubbornest young fellow of France, full" & @CRLF & _
                "	of ambition, an envious emulator of every man's" & @CRLF & _
                "	good parts, a secret and villanous contriver against" & @CRLF & _
                "	me his natural brother: therefore use thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	discretion; I had as lief thou didst break his neck" & @CRLF & _
                "	as his finger. And thou wert best look to't; for if" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou dost him any slight disgrace or if he do not" & @CRLF & _
                "	mightily grace himself on thee, he will practise" & @CRLF & _
                "	against thee by poison, entrap thee by some" & @CRLF & _
                "	treacherous device and never leave thee till he" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath ta'en thy life by some indirect means or other;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for, I assure thee, and almost with tears I speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	it, there is not one so young and so villanous this" & @CRLF & _
                "	day living. I speak but brotherly of him; but" & @CRLF & _
                "	should I anatomize him to thee as he is, I must" & @CRLF & _
                "	blush and weep and thou must look pale and wonder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	I am heartily glad I came hither to you. If he come" & @CRLF & _
                "	to-morrow, I'll give him his payment: if ever he go" & @CRLF & _
                "	alone again, I'll never wrestle for prize more: and" & @CRLF & _
                "	so God keep your worship!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	Farewell, good Charles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit CHARLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now will I stir this gamester: I hope I shall see" & @CRLF & _
                "	an end of him; for my soul, yet I know not why," & @CRLF & _
                "	hates nothing more than he. Yet he's gentle, never" & @CRLF & _
                "	schooled and yet learned, full of noble device, of" & @CRLF & _
                "	all sorts enchantingly beloved, and indeed so much" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the heart of the world, and especially of my own" & @CRLF & _
                "	people, who best know him, that I am altogether" & @CRLF & _
                "	misprised: but it shall not be so long; this" & @CRLF & _
                "	wrestler shall clear all: nothing remains but that" & @CRLF & _
                "	I kindle the boy thither; which now I'll go about." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	AS YOU LIKE IT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Lawn before the Duke's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CELIA and ROSALIND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	I pray thee, Rosalind, sweet my coz, be merry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Dear Celia, I show more mirth than I am mistress of;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and would you yet I were merrier? Unless you could" & @CRLF & _
                "	teach me to forget a banished father, you must not" & @CRLF & _
                "	learn me how to remember any extraordinary pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Herein I see thou lovest me not with the full weight" & @CRLF & _
                "	that I love thee. If my uncle, thy banished father," & @CRLF & _
                "	had banished thy uncle, the duke my father, so thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	hadst been still with me, I could have taught my" & @CRLF & _
                "	love to take thy father for mine: so wouldst thou," & @CRLF & _
                "	if the truth of thy love to me were so righteously" & @CRLF & _
                "	tempered as mine is to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Well, I will forget the condition of my estate, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	rejoice in yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	You know my father hath no child but I, nor none is" & @CRLF & _
                "	like to have: and, truly, when he dies, thou shalt" & @CRLF & _
                "	be his heir, for what he hath taken away from thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	father perforce, I will render thee again in" & @CRLF & _
                "	affection; by mine honour, I will; and when I break" & @CRLF & _
                "	that oath, let me turn monster: therefore, my" & @CRLF & _
                "	sweet Rose, my dear Rose, be merry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	From henceforth I will, coz, and devise sports. Let" & @CRLF & _
                "	me see; what think you of falling in love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Marry, I prithee, do, to make sport withal: but" & @CRLF & _
                "	love no man in good earnest; nor no further in sport" & @CRLF & _
                "	neither than with safety of a pure blush thou mayst" & @CRLF & _
                "	in honour come off again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	What shall be our sport, then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Let us sit and mock the good housewife Fortune from" & @CRLF & _
                "	her wheel, that her gifts may henceforth be bestowed equally." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I would we could do so, for her benefits are" & @CRLF & _
                "	mightily misplaced, and the bountiful blind woman" & @CRLF & _
                "	doth most mistake in her gifts to women." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	'Tis true; for those that she makes fair she scarce" & @CRLF & _
                "	makes honest, and those that she makes honest she" & @CRLF & _
                "	makes very ill-favouredly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Nay, now thou goest from Fortune's office to" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nature's: Fortune reigns in gifts of the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	not in the lineaments of Nature." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TOUCHSTONE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	No? when Nature hath made a fair creature, may she" & @CRLF & _
                "	not by Fortune fall into the fire? Though Nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath given us wit to flout at Fortune, hath not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fortune sent in this fool to cut off the argument?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Indeed, there is Fortune too hard for Nature, when" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fortune makes Nature's natural the cutter-off of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nature's wit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Peradventure this is not Fortune's work neither, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nature's; who perceiveth our natural wits too dull" & @CRLF & _
                "	to reason of such goddesses and hath sent this" & @CRLF & _
                "	natural for our whetstone; for always the dulness of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the fool is the whetstone of the wits. How now," & @CRLF & _
                "	wit! whither wander you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Mistress, you must come away to your father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Were you made the messenger?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	No, by mine honour, but I was bid to come for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Where learned you that oath, fool?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Of a certain knight that swore by his honour they" & @CRLF & _
                "	were good pancakes and swore by his honour the" & @CRLF & _
                "	mustard was naught: now I'll stand to it, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	pancakes were naught and the mustard was good, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	yet was not the knight forsworn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	How prove you that, in the great heap of your" & @CRLF & _
                "	knowledge?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Ay, marry, now unmuzzle your wisdom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Stand you both forth now: stroke your chins, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	swear by your beards that I am a knave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	By our beards, if we had them, thou art." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	By my knavery, if I had it, then I were; but if you" & @CRLF & _
                "	swear by that that is not, you are not forsworn: no" & @CRLF & _
                "	more was this knight swearing by his honour, for he" & @CRLF & _
                "	never had any; or if he had, he had sworn it away" & @CRLF & _
                "	before ever he saw those pancakes or that mustard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Prithee, who is't that thou meanest?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	One that old Frederick, your father, loves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	My father's love is enough to honour him: enough!" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak no more of him; you'll be whipped for taxation" & @CRLF & _
                "	one of these days." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	The more pity, that fools may not speak wisely what" & @CRLF & _
                "	wise men do foolishly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	By my troth, thou sayest true; for since the little" & @CRLF & _
                "	wit that fools have was silenced, the little foolery" & @CRLF & _
                "	that wise men have makes a great show. Here comes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Monsieur Le Beau." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	With his mouth full of news." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Which he will put on us, as pigeons feed their young." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Then shall we be news-crammed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	All the better; we shall be the more marketable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LE BEAU]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bon jour, Monsieur Le Beau: what's the news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LE BEAU	Fair princess, you have lost much good sport." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Sport! of what colour?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LE BEAU	What colour, madam! how shall I answer you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	As wit and fortune will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Or as the Destinies decree." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Well said: that was laid on with a trowel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Nay, if I keep not my rank,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Thou losest thy old smell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LE BEAU	You amaze me, ladies: I would have told you of good" & @CRLF & _
                "	wrestling, which you have lost the sight of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	You tell us the manner of the wrestling." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LE BEAU	I will tell you the beginning; and, if it please" & @CRLF & _
                "	your ladyships, you may see the end; for the best is" & @CRLF & _
                "	yet to do; and here, where you are, they are coming" & @CRLF & _
                "	to perform it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Well, the beginning, that is dead and buried." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LE BEAU	There comes an old man and his three sons,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	I could match this beginning with an old tale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LE BEAU	Three proper young men, of excellent growth and presence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	With bills on their necks, 'Be it known unto all men" & @CRLF & _
                "	by these presents.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LE BEAU	The eldest of the three wrestled with Charles, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	duke's wrestler; which Charles in a moment threw him" & @CRLF & _
                "	and broke three of his ribs, that there is little" & @CRLF & _
                "	hope of life in him: so he served the second, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	so the third. Yonder they lie; the poor old man," & @CRLF & _
                "	their father, making such pitiful dole over them" & @CRLF & _
                "	that all the beholders take his part with weeping." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Alas!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	But what is the sport, monsieur, that the ladies" & @CRLF & _
                "	have lost?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LE BEAU	Why, this that I speak of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Thus men may grow wiser every day: it is the first" & @CRLF & _
                "	time that ever I heard breaking of ribs was sport" & @CRLF & _
                "	for ladies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Or I, I promise thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	But is there any else longs to see this broken music" & @CRLF & _
                "	in his sides? is there yet another dotes upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	rib-breaking? Shall we see this wrestling, cousin?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LE BEAU	You must, if you stay here; for here is the place" & @CRLF & _
                "	appointed for the wrestling, and they are ready to" & @CRLF & _
                "	perform it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Yonder, sure, they are coming: let us now stay and see it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter DUKE FREDERICK, Lords, ORLANDO," & @CRLF & _
                "	CHARLES, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE FREDERICK	Come on: since the youth will not be entreated, his" & @CRLF & _
                "	own peril on his forwardness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Is yonder the man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LE BEAU	Even he, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Alas, he is too young! yet he looks successfully." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE FREDERICK	How now, daughter and cousin! are you crept hither" & @CRLF & _
                "	to see the wrestling?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Ay, my liege, so please you give us leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE FREDERICK	You will take little delight in it, I can tell you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	there is such odds in the man. In pity of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	challenger's youth I would fain dissuade him, but he" & @CRLF & _
                "	will not be entreated. Speak to him, ladies; see if" & @CRLF & _
                "	you can move him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Call him hither, good Monsieur Le Beau." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE FREDERICK	Do so: I'll not be by." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LE BEAU	Monsieur the challenger, the princesses call for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I attend them with all respect and duty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Young man, have you challenged Charles the wrestler?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	No, fair princess; he is the general challenger: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	come but in, as others do, to try with him the" & @CRLF & _
                "	strength of my youth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Young gentleman, your spirits are too bold for your" & @CRLF & _
                "	years. You have seen cruel proof of this man's" & @CRLF & _
                "	strength: if you saw yourself with your eyes or" & @CRLF & _
                "	knew yourself with your judgment, the fear of your" & @CRLF & _
                "	adventure would counsel you to a more equal" & @CRLF & _
                "	enterprise. We pray you, for your own sake, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	embrace your own safety and give over this attempt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Do, young sir; your reputation shall not therefore" & @CRLF & _
                "	be misprised: we will make it our suit to the duke" & @CRLF & _
                "	that the wrestling might not go forward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I beseech you, punish me not with your hard" & @CRLF & _
                "	thoughts; wherein I confess me much guilty, to deny" & @CRLF & _
                "	so fair and excellent ladies any thing. But let" & @CRLF & _
                "	your fair eyes and gentle wishes go with me to my" & @CRLF & _
                "	trial: wherein if I be foiled, there is but one" & @CRLF & _
                "	shamed that was never gracious; if killed, but one" & @CRLF & _
                "	dead that was willing to be so: I shall do my" & @CRLF & _
                "	friends no wrong, for I have none to lament me, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	world no injury, for in it I have nothing; only in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the world I fill up a place, which may be better" & @CRLF & _
                "	supplied when I have made it empty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	The little strength that I have, I would it were with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	And mine, to eke out hers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Fare you well: pray heaven I be deceived in you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Your heart's desires be with you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	Come, where is this young gallant that is so" & @CRLF & _
                "	desirous to lie with his mother earth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Ready, sir; but his will hath in it a more modest working." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE FREDERICK	You shall try but one fall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES	No, I warrant your grace, you shall not entreat him" & @CRLF & _
                "	to a second, that have so mightily persuaded him" & @CRLF & _
                "	from a first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	An you mean to mock me after, you should not have" & @CRLF & _
                "	mocked me before: but come your ways." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Now Hercules be thy speed, young man!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	I would I were invisible, to catch the strong" & @CRLF & _
                "	fellow by the leg." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They wrestle]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	O excellent young man!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	If I had a thunderbolt in mine eye, I can tell who" & @CRLF & _
                "	should down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Shout. CHARLES is thrown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE FREDERICK	No more, no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Yes, I beseech your grace: I am not yet well breathed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE FREDERICK	How dost thou, Charles?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LE BEAU	He cannot speak, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE FREDERICK	Bear him away. What is thy name, young man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Orlando, my liege; the youngest son of Sir Rowland de Boys." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE FREDERICK	I would thou hadst been son to some man else:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The world esteem'd thy father honourable," & @CRLF & _
                "	But I did find him still mine enemy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shouldst have better pleased me with this deed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hadst thou descended from another house." & @CRLF & _
                "	But fare thee well; thou art a gallant youth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would thou hadst told me of another father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt DUKE FREDERICK, train, and LE BEAU]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Were I my father, coz, would I do this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I am more proud to be Sir Rowland's son," & @CRLF & _
                "	His youngest son; and would not change that calling," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be adopted heir to Frederick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	My father loved Sir Rowland as his soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the world was of my father's mind:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had I before known this young man his son," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should have given him tears unto entreaties," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere he should thus have ventured." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Gentle cousin," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us go thank him and encourage him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father's rough and envious disposition" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sticks me at heart. Sir, you have well deserved:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you do keep your promises in love" & @CRLF & _
                "	But justly, as you have exceeded all promise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your mistress shall be happy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Gentleman," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Giving him a chain from her neck]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wear this for me, one out of suits with fortune," & @CRLF & _
                "	That could give more, but that her hand lacks means." & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall we go, coz?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	                  Ay. Fare you well, fair gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Can I not say, I thank you? My better parts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are all thrown down, and that which here stands up" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is but a quintain, a mere lifeless block." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	He calls us back: my pride fell with my fortunes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll ask him what he would. Did you call, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir, you have wrestled well and overthrown" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than your enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Will you go, coz?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Have with you. Fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ROSALIND and CELIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	What passion hangs these weights upon my tongue?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot speak to her, yet she urged conference." & @CRLF & _
                "	O poor Orlando, thou art overthrown!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or Charles or something weaker masters thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter LE BEAU]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LE BEAU	Good sir, I do in friendship counsel you" & @CRLF & _
                "	To leave this place. Albeit you have deserved" & @CRLF & _
                "	High commendation, true applause and love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet such is now the duke's condition" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he misconstrues all that you have done." & @CRLF & _
                "	The duke is humorous; what he is indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "	More suits you to conceive than I to speak of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I thank you, sir: and, pray you, tell me this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which of the two was daughter of the duke" & @CRLF & _
                "	That here was at the wrestling?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LE BEAU	Neither his daughter, if we judge by manners;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet indeed the lesser is his daughter" & @CRLF & _
                "	The other is daughter to the banish'd duke," & @CRLF & _
                "	And here detain'd by her usurping uncle," & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep his daughter company; whose loves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are dearer than the natural bond of sisters." & @CRLF & _
                "	But I can tell you that of late this duke" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath ta'en displeasure 'gainst his gentle niece," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grounded upon no other argument" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that the people praise her for her virtues" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pity her for her good father's sake;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, on my life, his malice 'gainst the lady" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will suddenly break forth. Sir, fare you well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hereafter, in a better world than this," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall desire more love and knowledge of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I rest much bounden to you: fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit LE BEAU]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus must I from the smoke into the smother;" & @CRLF & _
                "	From tyrant duke unto a tyrant brother:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But heavenly Rosalind!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	AS YOU LIKE IT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A room in the palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CELIA and ROSALIND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Why, cousin! why, Rosalind! Cupid have mercy! not a word?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Not one to throw at a dog." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	No, thy words are too precious to be cast away upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	curs; throw some of them at me; come, lame me with reasons." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Then there were two cousins laid up; when the one" & @CRLF & _
                "	should be lamed with reasons and the other mad" & @CRLF & _
                "	without any." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	But is all this for your father?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	No, some of it is for my child's father. O, how" & @CRLF & _
                "	full of briers is this working-day world!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	They are but burs, cousin, thrown upon thee in" & @CRLF & _
                "	holiday foolery: if we walk not in the trodden" & @CRLF & _
                "	paths our very petticoats will catch them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I could shake them off my coat: these burs are in my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Hem them away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I would try, if I could cry 'hem' and have him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Come, come, wrestle with thy affections." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	O, they take the part of a better wrestler than myself!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	O, a good wish upon you! you will try in time, in" & @CRLF & _
                "	despite of a fall. But, turning these jests out of" & @CRLF & _
                "	service, let us talk in good earnest: is it" & @CRLF & _
                "	possible, on such a sudden, you should fall into so" & @CRLF & _
                "	strong a liking with old Sir Rowland's youngest son?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	The duke my father loved his father dearly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Doth it therefore ensue that you should love his son" & @CRLF & _
                "	dearly? By this kind of chase, I should hate him," & @CRLF & _
                "	for my father hated his father dearly; yet I hate" & @CRLF & _
                "	not Orlando." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	No, faith, hate him not, for my sake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Why should I not? doth he not deserve well?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Let me love him for that, and do you love him" & @CRLF & _
                "	because I do. Look, here comes the duke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	With his eyes full of anger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE FREDERICK, with Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE FREDERICK	Mistress, dispatch you with your safest haste" & @CRLF & _
                "	And get you from our court." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Me, uncle?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE FREDERICK	You, cousin" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within these ten days if that thou be'st found" & @CRLF & _
                "	So near our public court as twenty miles," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou diest for it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	                  I do beseech your grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me the knowledge of my fault bear with me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If with myself I hold intelligence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or have acquaintance with mine own desires," & @CRLF & _
                "	If that I do not dream or be not frantic,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I do trust I am not--then, dear uncle," & @CRLF & _
                "	Never so much as in a thought unborn" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did I offend your highness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE FREDERICK	Thus do all traitors:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If their purgation did consist in words," & @CRLF & _
                "	They are as innocent as grace itself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let it suffice thee that I trust thee not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Yet your mistrust cannot make me a traitor:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me whereon the likelihood depends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE FREDERICK	Thou art thy father's daughter; there's enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	So was I when your highness took his dukedom;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So was I when your highness banish'd him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Treason is not inherited, my lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, if we did derive it from our friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	What's that to me? my father was no traitor:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, good my liege, mistake me not so much" & @CRLF & _
                "	To think my poverty is treacherous." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Dear sovereign, hear me speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE FREDERICK	Ay, Celia; we stay'd her for your sake," & @CRLF & _
                "	Else had she with her father ranged along." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	I did not then entreat to have her stay;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It was your pleasure and your own remorse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I was too young that time to value her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But now I know her: if she be a traitor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why so am I; we still have slept together," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rose at an instant, learn'd, play'd, eat together," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wheresoever we went, like Juno's swans," & @CRLF & _
                "	Still we went coupled and inseparable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE FREDERICK	She is too subtle for thee; and her smoothness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her very silence and her patience" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak to the people, and they pity her." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art a fool: she robs thee of thy name;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou wilt show more bright and seem more virtuous" & @CRLF & _
                "	When she is gone. Then open not thy lips:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Firm and irrevocable is my doom" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I have pass'd upon her; she is banish'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Pronounce that sentence then on me, my liege:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot live out of her company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE FREDERICK	You are a fool. You, niece, provide yourself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you outstay the time, upon mine honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the greatness of my word, you die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt DUKE FREDERICK and Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	O my poor Rosalind, whither wilt thou go?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt thou change fathers? I will give thee mine." & @CRLF & _
                "	I charge thee, be not thou more grieved than I am." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I have more cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	                  Thou hast not, cousin;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prithee be cheerful: know'st thou not, the duke" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath banish'd me, his daughter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	That he hath not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	No, hath not? Rosalind lacks then the love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which teacheth thee that thou and I am one:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall we be sunder'd? shall we part, sweet girl?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No: let my father seek another heir." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore devise with me how we may fly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whither to go and what to bear with us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And do not seek to take your change upon you," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bear your griefs yourself and leave me out;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, by this heaven, now at our sorrows pale," & @CRLF & _
                "	Say what thou canst, I'll go along with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Why, whither shall we go?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	To seek my uncle in the forest of Arden." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Alas, what danger will it be to us," & @CRLF & _
                "	Maids as we are, to travel forth so far!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	I'll put myself in poor and mean attire" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with a kind of umber smirch my face;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The like do you: so shall we pass along" & @CRLF & _
                "	And never stir assailants." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Were it not better," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because that I am more than common tall," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I did suit me all points like a man?" & @CRLF & _
                "	A gallant curtle-axe upon my thigh," & @CRLF & _
                "	A boar-spear in my hand; and--in my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lie there what hidden woman's fear there will--" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll have a swashing and a martial outside," & @CRLF & _
                "	As many other mannish cowards have" & @CRLF & _
                "	That do outface it with their semblances." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	What shall I call thee when thou art a man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I'll have no worse a name than Jove's own page;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore look you call me Ganymede." & @CRLF & _
                "	But what will you be call'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Something that hath a reference to my state" & @CRLF & _
                "	No longer Celia, but Aliena." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	But, cousin, what if we assay'd to steal" & @CRLF & _
                "	The clownish fool out of your father's court?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would he not be a comfort to our travel?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	He'll go along o'er the wide world with me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leave me alone to woo him. Let's away," & @CRLF & _
                "	And get our jewels and our wealth together," & @CRLF & _
                "	Devise the fittest time and safest way" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hide us from pursuit that will be made" & @CRLF & _
                "	After my flight. Now go we in content" & @CRLF & _
                "	To liberty and not to banishment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	AS YOU LIKE IT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The Forest of Arden." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE SENIOR, AMIENS, and two or three Lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	like foresters]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath not old custom made this life more sweet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods" & @CRLF & _
                "	More free from peril than the envious court?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here feel we but the penalty of Adam," & @CRLF & _
                "	The seasons' difference, as the icy fang" & @CRLF & _
                "	And churlish chiding of the winter's wind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, when it bites and blows upon my body," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say" & @CRLF & _
                "	'This is no flattery: these are counsellors" & @CRLF & _
                "	That feelingly persuade me what I am.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet are the uses of adversity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wears yet a precious jewel in his head;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this our life exempt from public haunt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sermons in stones and good in every thing." & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not change it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AMIENS	Happy is your grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	That can translate the stubbornness of fortune" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into so quiet and so sweet a style." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	Come, shall we go and kill us venison?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet it irks me the poor dappled fools," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being native burghers of this desert city," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should in their own confines with forked heads" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have their round haunches gored." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Indeed, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	The melancholy Jaques grieves at that," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in that kind, swears you do more usurp" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than doth your brother that hath banish'd you." & @CRLF & _
                "	To-day my Lord of Amiens and myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did steal behind him as he lay along" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under an oak whose antique root peeps out" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the brook that brawls along this wood:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the which place a poor sequester'd stag," & @CRLF & _
                "	That from the hunter's aim had ta'en a hurt," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did come to languish, and indeed, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	The wretched animal heaved forth such groans" & @CRLF & _
                "	That their discharge did stretch his leathern coat" & @CRLF & _
                "	Almost to bursting, and the big round tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	Coursed one another down his innocent nose" & @CRLF & _
                "	In piteous chase; and thus the hairy fool" & @CRLF & _
                "	Much marked of the melancholy Jaques," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stood on the extremest verge of the swift brook," & @CRLF & _
                "	Augmenting it with tears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	But what said Jaques?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did he not moralize this spectacle?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	O, yes, into a thousand similes." & @CRLF & _
                "	First, for his weeping into the needless stream;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Poor deer,' quoth he, 'thou makest a testament" & @CRLF & _
                "	As worldlings do, giving thy sum of more" & @CRLF & _
                "	To that which had too much:' then, being there alone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Left and abandon'd of his velvet friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	''Tis right:' quoth he; 'thus misery doth part" & @CRLF & _
                "	The flux of company:' anon a careless herd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Full of the pasture, jumps along by him" & @CRLF & _
                "	And never stays to greet him; 'Ay' quoth Jaques," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis just the fashion: wherefore do you look" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon that poor and broken bankrupt there?'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus most invectively he pierceth through" & @CRLF & _
                "	The body of the country, city, court," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, and of this our life, swearing that we" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are mere usurpers, tyrants and what's worse," & @CRLF & _
                "	To fright the animals and to kill them up" & @CRLF & _
                "	In their assign'd and native dwelling-place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	And did you leave him in this contemplation?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	We did, my lord, weeping and commenting" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the sobbing deer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	Show me the place:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I love to cope him in these sullen fits," & @CRLF & _
                "	For then he's full of matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	I'll bring you to him straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	AS YOU LIKE IT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A room in the palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE FREDERICK, with Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE FREDERICK	Can it be possible that no man saw them?" & @CRLF & _
                "	It cannot be: some villains of my court" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are of consent and sufferance in this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	I cannot hear of any that did see her." & @CRLF & _
                "	The ladies, her attendants of her chamber," & @CRLF & _
                "	Saw her abed, and in the morning early" & @CRLF & _
                "	They found the bed untreasured of their mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	My lord, the roynish clown, at whom so oft" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your grace was wont to laugh, is also missing." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hisperia, the princess' gentlewoman," & @CRLF & _
                "	Confesses that she secretly o'erheard" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your daughter and her cousin much commend" & @CRLF & _
                "	The parts and graces of the wrestler" & @CRLF & _
                "	That did but lately foil the sinewy Charles;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And she believes, wherever they are gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	That youth is surely in their company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE FREDERICK	Send to his brother; fetch that gallant hither;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If he be absent, bring his brother to me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll make him find him: do this suddenly," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let not search and inquisition quail" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bring again these foolish runaways." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	AS YOU LIKE IT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Before OLIVER'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ORLANDO and ADAM, meeting]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Who's there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADAM	What, my young master? O, my gentle master!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O my sweet master! O you memory" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of old Sir Rowland! why, what make you here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why are you virtuous? why do people love you?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wherefore are you gentle, strong and valiant?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why would you be so fond to overcome" & @CRLF & _
                "	The bonny priser of the humorous duke?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your praise is come too swiftly home before you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Know you not, master, to some kind of men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their graces serve them but as enemies?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No more do yours: your virtues, gentle master," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are sanctified and holy traitors to you." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, what a world is this, when what is comely" & @CRLF & _
                "	Envenoms him that bears it!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Why, what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADAM	O unhappy youth!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come not within these doors; within this roof" & @CRLF & _
                "	The enemy of all your graces lives:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your brother--no, no brother; yet the son--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet not the son, I will not call him son" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of him I was about to call his father--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath heard your praises, and this night he means" & @CRLF & _
                "	To burn the lodging where you use to lie" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you within it: if he fail of that," & @CRLF & _
                "	He will have other means to cut you off." & @CRLF & _
                "	I overheard him and his practises." & @CRLF & _
                "	This is no place; this house is but a butchery:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Abhor it, fear it, do not enter it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Why, whither, Adam, wouldst thou have me go?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADAM	No matter whither, so you come not here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	What, wouldst thou have me go and beg my food?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or with a base and boisterous sword enforce" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thievish living on the common road?" & @CRLF & _
                "	This I must do, or know not what to do:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet this I will not do, do how I can;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I rather will subject me to the malice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of a diverted blood and bloody brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADAM	But do not so. I have five hundred crowns," & @CRLF & _
                "	The thrifty hire I saved under your father," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I did store to be my foster-nurse" & @CRLF & _
                "	When service should in my old limbs lie lame" & @CRLF & _
                "	And unregarded age in corners thrown:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take that, and He that doth the ravens feed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, providently caters for the sparrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be comfort to my age! Here is the gold;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all this I give you. Let me be your servant:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For in my youth I never did apply" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo" & @CRLF & _
                "	The means of weakness and debility;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore my age is as a lusty winter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll do the service of a younger man" & @CRLF & _
                "	In all your business and necessities." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	O good old man, how well in thee appears" & @CRLF & _
                "	The constant service of the antique world," & @CRLF & _
                "	When service sweat for duty, not for meed!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art not for the fashion of these times," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where none will sweat but for promotion," & @CRLF & _
                "	And having that, do choke their service up" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even with the having: it is not so with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, poor old man, thou prunest a rotten tree," & @CRLF & _
                "	That cannot so much as a blossom yield" & @CRLF & _
                "	In lieu of all thy pains and husbandry" & @CRLF & _
                "	But come thy ways; well go along together," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ere we have thy youthful wages spent," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll light upon some settled low content." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADAM	Master, go on, and I will follow thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	To the last gasp, with truth and loyalty." & @CRLF & _
                "	From seventeen years till now almost fourscore" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here lived I, but now live here no more." & @CRLF & _
                "	At seventeen years many their fortunes seek;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But at fourscore it is too late a week:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet fortune cannot recompense me better" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than to die well and not my master's debtor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	AS YOU LIKE IT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	The Forest of Arden." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROSALIND for Ganymede, CELIA for Aliena," & @CRLF & _
                "	and TOUCHSTONE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	O Jupiter, how weary are my spirits!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	I care not for my spirits, if my legs were not weary." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I could find in my heart to disgrace my man's" & @CRLF & _
                "	apparel and to cry like a woman; but I must comfort" & @CRLF & _
                "	the weaker vessel, as doublet and hose ought to show" & @CRLF & _
                "	itself courageous to petticoat: therefore courage," & @CRLF & _
                "	good Aliena!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	I pray you, bear with me; I cannot go no further." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	For my part, I had rather bear with you than bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	you; yet I should bear no cross if I did bear you," & @CRLF & _
                "	for I think you have no money in your purse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Well, this is the forest of Arden." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Ay, now am I in Arden; the more fool I; when I was" & @CRLF & _
                "	at home, I was in a better place: but travellers" & @CRLF & _
                "	must be content." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Ay, be so, good Touchstone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CORIN and SILVIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look you, who comes here; a young man and an old in" & @CRLF & _
                "	solemn talk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	That is the way to make her scorn you still." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	O Corin, that thou knew'st how I do love her!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	I partly guess; for I have loved ere now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	No, Corin, being old, thou canst not guess," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though in thy youth thou wast as true a lover" & @CRLF & _
                "	As ever sigh'd upon a midnight pillow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if thy love were ever like to mine--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As sure I think did never man love so--" & @CRLF & _
                "	How many actions most ridiculous" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast thou been drawn to by thy fantasy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	Into a thousand that I have forgotten." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	O, thou didst then ne'er love so heartily!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou remember'st not the slightest folly" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever love did make thee run into," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast not loved:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or if thou hast not sat as I do now," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wearying thy hearer in thy mistress' praise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast not loved:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or if thou hast not broke from company" & @CRLF & _
                "	Abruptly, as my passion now makes me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast not loved." & @CRLF & _
                "	O Phebe, Phebe, Phebe!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Alas, poor shepherd! searching of thy wound," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have by hard adventure found mine own." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	And I mine. I remember, when I was in love I broke" & @CRLF & _
                "	my sword upon a stone and bid him take that for" & @CRLF & _
                "	coming a-night to Jane Smile; and I remember the" & @CRLF & _
                "	kissing of her batlet and the cow's dugs that her" & @CRLF & _
                "	pretty chopt hands had milked; and I remember the" & @CRLF & _
                "	wooing of a peascod instead of her, from whom I took" & @CRLF & _
                "	two cods and, giving her them again, said with" & @CRLF & _
                "	weeping tears 'Wear these for my sake.' We that are" & @CRLF & _
                "	true lovers run into strange capers; but as all is" & @CRLF & _
                "	mortal in nature, so is all nature in love mortal in folly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Thou speakest wiser than thou art ware of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Nay, I shall ne'er be ware of mine own wit till I" & @CRLF & _
                "	break my shins against it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Jove, Jove! this shepherd's passion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is much upon my fashion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	And mine; but it grows something stale with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	I pray you, one of you question yond man" & @CRLF & _
                "	If he for gold will give us any food:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I faint almost to death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Holla, you clown!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Peace, fool: he's not thy kinsman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	Who calls?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Your betters, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	                  Else are they very wretched." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Peace, I say. Good even to you, friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	And to you, gentle sir, and to you all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I prithee, shepherd, if that love or gold" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can in this desert place buy entertainment," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring us where we may rest ourselves and feed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here's a young maid with travel much oppress'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	And faints for succor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	Fair sir, I pity her" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wish, for her sake more than for mine own," & @CRLF & _
                "	My fortunes were more able to relieve her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I am shepherd to another man" & @CRLF & _
                "	And do not shear the fleeces that I graze:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My master is of churlish disposition" & @CRLF & _
                "	And little recks to find the way to heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	By doing deeds of hospitality:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, his cote, his flocks and bounds of feed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are now on sale, and at our sheepcote now," & @CRLF & _
                "	By reason of his absence, there is nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you will feed on; but what is, come see." & @CRLF & _
                "	And in my voice most welcome shall you be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	What is he that shall buy his flock and pasture?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	That young swain that you saw here but erewhile," & @CRLF & _
                "	That little cares for buying any thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I pray thee, if it stand with honesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Buy thou the cottage, pasture and the flock," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou shalt have to pay for it of us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	And we will mend thy wages. I like this place." & @CRLF & _
                "	And willingly could waste my time in it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	Assuredly the thing is to be sold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go with me: if you like upon report" & @CRLF & _
                "	The soil, the profit and this kind of life," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will your very faithful feeder be" & @CRLF & _
                "	And buy it with your gold right suddenly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	AS YOU LIKE IT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	The Forest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AMIENS, JAQUES, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "	" & @CRLF & _
                "	SONG." & @CRLF & _
                "AMIENS	Under the greenwood tree" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who loves to lie with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And turn his merry note" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the sweet bird's throat," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come hither, come hither, come hither:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here shall he see No enemy" & @CRLF & _
                "	But winter and rough weather." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	More, more, I prithee, more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AMIENS	It will make you melancholy, Monsieur Jaques." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	I thank it. More, I prithee, more. I can suck" & @CRLF & _
                "	melancholy out of a song, as a weasel sucks eggs." & @CRLF & _
                "	More, I prithee, more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AMIENS	My voice is ragged: I know I cannot please you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	I do not desire you to please me; I do desire you to" & @CRLF & _
                "	sing. Come, more; another stanzo: call you 'em stanzos?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AMIENS	What you will, Monsieur Jaques." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	Nay, I care not for their names; they owe me" & @CRLF & _
                "	nothing. Will you sing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AMIENS	More at your request than to please myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	Well then, if ever I thank any man, I'll thank you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	but that they call compliment is like the encounter" & @CRLF & _
                "	of two dog-apes, and when a man thanks me heartily," & @CRLF & _
                "	methinks I have given him a penny and he renders me" & @CRLF & _
                "	the beggarly thanks. Come, sing; and you that will" & @CRLF & _
                "	not, hold your tongues." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AMIENS	Well, I'll end the song. Sirs, cover the while; the" & @CRLF & _
                "	duke will drink under this tree. He hath been all" & @CRLF & _
                "	this day to look you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	And I have been all this day to avoid him. He is" & @CRLF & _
                "	too disputable for my company: I think of as many" & @CRLF & _
                "	matters as he, but I give heaven thanks and make no" & @CRLF & _
                "	boast of them. Come, warble, come." & @CRLF & _
                "	" & @CRLF & _
                "	SONG." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who doth ambition shun" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[All together here]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And loves to live i' the sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seeking the food he eats" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pleased with what he gets," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come hither, come hither, come hither:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here shall he see No enemy" & @CRLF & _
                "	But winter and rough weather." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	I'll give you a verse to this note that I made" & @CRLF & _
                "	yesterday in despite of my invention." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AMIENS	And I'll sing it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	Thus it goes:--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	If it do come to pass" & @CRLF & _
                "	That any man turn ass," & @CRLF & _
                "	Leaving his wealth and ease," & @CRLF & _
                "	A stubborn will to please," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ducdame, ducdame, ducdame:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here shall he see" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gross fools as he," & @CRLF & _
                "	An if he will come to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AMIENS	What's that 'ducdame'?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	'Tis a Greek invocation, to call fools into a" & @CRLF & _
                "	circle. I'll go sleep, if I can; if I cannot, I'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	rail against all the first-born of Egypt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AMIENS	And I'll go seek the duke: his banquet is prepared." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt severally]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	AS YOU LIKE IT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	The forest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ORLANDO and ADAM]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADAM	Dear master, I can go no further. O, I die for food!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here lie I down, and measure out my grave. Farewell," & @CRLF & _
                "	kind master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Why, how now, Adam! no greater heart in thee? Live" & @CRLF & _
                "	a little; comfort a little; cheer thyself a little." & @CRLF & _
                "	If this uncouth forest yield any thing savage, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will either be food for it or bring it for food to" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee. Thy conceit is nearer death than thy powers." & @CRLF & _
                "	For my sake be comfortable; hold death awhile at" & @CRLF & _
                "	the arm's end: I will here be with thee presently;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and if I bring thee not something to eat, I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	give thee leave to die: but if thou diest before I" & @CRLF & _
                "	come, thou art a mocker of my labour. Well said!" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou lookest cheerly, and I'll be with thee quickly." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet thou liest in the bleak air: come, I will bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee to some shelter; and thou shalt not die for" & @CRLF & _
                "	lack of a dinner, if there live any thing in this" & @CRLF & _
                "	desert. Cheerly, good Adam!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	AS YOU LIKE IT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VII	The forest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A table set out. Enter DUKE SENIOR, AMIENS, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords like outlaws]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	I think he be transform'd into a beast;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I can no where find him like a man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	My lord, he is but even now gone hence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here was he merry, hearing of a song." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	If he, compact of jars, grow musical," & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall have shortly discord in the spheres." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, seek him: tell him I would speak with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JAQUES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	He saves my labour by his own approach." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	Why, how now, monsieur! what a life is this," & @CRLF & _
                "	That your poor friends must woo your company?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, you look merrily!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	A fool, a fool! I met a fool i' the forest," & @CRLF & _
                "	A motley fool; a miserable world!" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I do live by food, I met a fool" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who laid him down and bask'd him in the sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	And rail'd on Lady Fortune in good terms," & @CRLF & _
                "	In good set terms and yet a motley fool." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Good morrow, fool,' quoth I. 'No, sir,' quoth he," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Call me not fool till heaven hath sent me fortune:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then he drew a dial from his poke," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, looking on it with lack-lustre eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Says very wisely, 'It is ten o'clock:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus we may see,' quoth he, 'how the world wags:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine," & @CRLF & _
                "	And after one hour more 'twill be eleven;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thereby hangs a tale.' When I did hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	The motley fool thus moral on the time," & @CRLF & _
                "	My lungs began to crow like chanticleer," & @CRLF & _
                "	That fools should be so deep-contemplative," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I did laugh sans intermission" & @CRLF & _
                "	An hour by his dial. O noble fool!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A worthy fool! Motley's the only wear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	What fool is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	O worthy fool! One that hath been a courtier," & @CRLF & _
                "	And says, if ladies be but young and fair," & @CRLF & _
                "	They have the gift to know it: and in his brain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is as dry as the remainder biscuit" & @CRLF & _
                "	After a voyage, he hath strange places cramm'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With observation, the which he vents" & @CRLF & _
                "	In mangled forms. O that I were a fool!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am ambitious for a motley coat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	Thou shalt have one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	It is my only suit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Provided that you weed your better judgments" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all opinion that grows rank in them" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I am wise. I must have liberty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Withal, as large a charter as the wind," & @CRLF & _
                "	To blow on whom I please; for so fools have;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And they that are most galled with my folly," & @CRLF & _
                "	They most must laugh. And why, sir, must they so?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The 'why' is plain as way to parish church:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He that a fool doth very wisely hit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth very foolishly, although he smart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not to seem senseless of the bob: if not," & @CRLF & _
                "	The wise man's folly is anatomized" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even by the squandering glances of the fool." & @CRLF & _
                "	Invest me in my motley; give me leave" & @CRLF & _
                "	To speak my mind, and I will through and through" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cleanse the foul body of the infected world," & @CRLF & _
                "	If they will patiently receive my medicine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	Fie on thee! I can tell what thou wouldst do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	What, for a counter, would I do but good?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	Most mischievous foul sin, in chiding sin:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thou thyself hast been a libertine," & @CRLF & _
                "	As sensual as the brutish sting itself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the embossed sores and headed evils," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou with licence of free foot hast caught," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wouldst thou disgorge into the general world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	Why, who cries out on pride," & @CRLF & _
                "	That can therein tax any private party?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth it not flow as hugely as the sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till that the weary very means do ebb?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What woman in the city do I name," & @CRLF & _
                "	When that I say the city-woman bears" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cost of princes on unworthy shoulders?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who can come in and say that I mean her," & @CRLF & _
                "	When such a one as she such is her neighbour?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or what is he of basest function" & @CRLF & _
                "	That says his bravery is not of my cost," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thinking that I mean him, but therein suits" & @CRLF & _
                "	His folly to the mettle of my speech?" & @CRLF & _
                "	There then; how then? what then? Let me see wherein" & @CRLF & _
                "	My tongue hath wrong'd him: if it do him right," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then he hath wrong'd himself; if he be free," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why then my taxing like a wild-goose flies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unclaim'd of any man. But who comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ORLANDO, with his sword drawn]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Forbear, and eat no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	Why, I have eat none yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Nor shalt not, till necessity be served." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	Of what kind should this cock come of?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	Art thou thus bolden'd, man, by thy distress," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else a rude despiser of good manners," & @CRLF & _
                "	That in civility thou seem'st so empty?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	You touch'd my vein at first: the thorny point" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of bare distress hath ta'en from me the show" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of smooth civility: yet am I inland bred" & @CRLF & _
                "	And know some nurture. But forbear, I say:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He dies that touches any of this fruit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till I and my affairs are answered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	An you will not be answered with reason, I must die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	What would you have? Your gentleness shall force" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than your force move us to gentleness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I almost die for food; and let me have it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	Sit down and feed, and welcome to our table." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Speak you so gently? Pardon me, I pray you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I thought that all things had been savage here;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore put I on the countenance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of stern commandment. But whate'er you are" & @CRLF & _
                "	That in this desert inaccessible," & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the shade of melancholy boughs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time" & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever you have look'd on better days," & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church," & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever sat at any good man's feast," & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever from your eyelids wiped a tear" & @CRLF & _
                "	And know what 'tis to pity and be pitied," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let gentleness my strong enforcement be:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the which hope I blush, and hide my sword." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	True is it that we have seen better days," & @CRLF & _
                "	And have with holy bell been knoll'd to church" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sat at good men's feasts and wiped our eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of drops that sacred pity hath engender'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore sit you down in gentleness" & @CRLF & _
                "	And take upon command what help we have" & @CRLF & _
                "	That to your wanting may be minister'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Then but forbear your food a little while," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles, like a doe, I go to find my fawn" & @CRLF & _
                "	And give it food. There is an old poor man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who after me hath many a weary step" & @CRLF & _
                "	Limp'd in pure love: till he be first sufficed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Oppress'd with two weak evils, age and hunger," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not touch a bit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	Go find him out," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we will nothing waste till you return." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I thank ye; and be blest for your good comfort!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	Thou seest we are not all alone unhappy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This wide and universal theatre" & @CRLF & _
                "	Presents more woeful pageants than the scene" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein we play in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	All the world's a stage," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the men and women merely players:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They have their exits and their entrances;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And one man in his time plays many parts," & @CRLF & _
                "	His acts being seven ages. At first the infant," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms." & @CRLF & _
                "	And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel" & @CRLF & _
                "	And shining morning face, creeping like snail" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unwillingly to school. And then the lover," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier," & @CRLF & _
                "	Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seeking the bubble reputation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice," & @CRLF & _
                "	In fair round belly with good capon lined," & @CRLF & _
                "	With eyes severe and beard of formal cut," & @CRLF & _
                "	Full of wise saws and modern instances;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon," & @CRLF & _
                "	With spectacles on nose and pouch on side," & @CRLF & _
                "	His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide" & @CRLF & _
                "	For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Turning again toward childish treble, pipes" & @CRLF & _
                "	And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all," & @CRLF & _
                "	That ends this strange eventful history," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is second childishness and mere oblivion," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter ORLANDO, with ADAM]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	Welcome. Set down your venerable burthen," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let him feed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I thank you most for him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADAM	So had you need:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I scarce can speak to thank you for myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	Welcome; fall to: I will not trouble you" & @CRLF & _
                "	As yet, to question you about your fortunes." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give us some music; and, good cousin, sing." & @CRLF & _
                "	" & @CRLF & _
                "	SONG." & @CRLF & _
                "AMIENS	Blow, blow, thou winter wind." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art not so unkind" & @CRLF & _
                "	As man's ingratitude;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy tooth is not so keen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because thou art not seen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although thy breath be rude." & @CRLF & _
                "	Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, heigh-ho, the holly!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This life is most jolly." & @CRLF & _
                "	Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky," & @CRLF & _
                "	That dost not bite so nigh" & @CRLF & _
                "	As benefits forgot:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though thou the waters warp," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy sting is not so sharp" & @CRLF & _
                "	As friend remember'd not." & @CRLF & _
                "	Heigh-ho! sing, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	If that you were the good Sir Rowland's son," & @CRLF & _
                "	As you have whisper'd faithfully you were," & @CRLF & _
                "	And as mine eye doth his effigies witness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most truly limn'd and living in your face," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be truly welcome hither: I am the duke" & @CRLF & _
                "	That loved your father: the residue of your fortune," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go to my cave and tell me. Good old man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art right welcome as thy master is." & @CRLF & _
                "	Support him by the arm. Give me your hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let me all your fortunes understand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	AS YOU LIKE IT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A room in the palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE FREDERICK, Lords, and OLIVER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE FREDERICK	Not see him since? Sir, sir, that cannot be:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But were I not the better part made mercy," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should not seek an absent argument" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my revenge, thou present. But look to it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Find out thy brother, wheresoe'er he is;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seek him with candle; bring him dead or living" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within this twelvemonth, or turn thou no more" & @CRLF & _
                "	To seek a living in our territory." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy lands and all things that thou dost call thine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Worth seizure do we seize into our hands," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till thou canst quit thee by thy brothers mouth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what we think against thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	O that your highness knew my heart in this!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I never loved my brother in my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE FREDERICK	More villain thou. Well, push him out of doors;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let my officers of such a nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make an extent upon his house and lands:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do this expediently and turn him going." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	AS YOU LIKE IT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The forest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ORLANDO, with a paper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Hang there, my verse, in witness of my love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou, thrice-crowned queen of night, survey" & @CRLF & _
                "	With thy chaste eye, from thy pale sphere above," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy huntress' name that my full life doth sway." & @CRLF & _
                "	O Rosalind! these trees shall be my books" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in their barks my thoughts I'll character;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That every eye which in this forest looks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall see thy virtue witness'd every where." & @CRLF & _
                "	Run, run, Orlando; carve on every tree" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fair, the chaste and unexpressive she." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CORIN and TOUCHSTONE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	And how like you this shepherd's life, Master Touchstone?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Truly, shepherd, in respect of itself, it is a good" & @CRLF & _
                "	life, but in respect that it is a shepherd's life," & @CRLF & _
                "	it is naught. In respect that it is solitary, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	like it very well; but in respect that it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	private, it is a very vile life. Now, in respect it" & @CRLF & _
                "	is in the fields, it pleaseth me well; but in" & @CRLF & _
                "	respect it is not in the court, it is tedious. As" & @CRLF & _
                "	is it a spare life, look you, it fits my humour well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	but as there is no more plenty in it, it goes much" & @CRLF & _
                "	against my stomach. Hast any philosophy in thee, shepherd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	No more but that I know the more one sickens the" & @CRLF & _
                "	worse at ease he is; and that he that wants money," & @CRLF & _
                "	means and content is without three good friends;" & @CRLF & _
                "	that the property of rain is to wet and fire to" & @CRLF & _
                "	burn; that good pasture makes fat sheep, and that a" & @CRLF & _
                "	great cause of the night is lack of the sun; that" & @CRLF & _
                "	he that hath learned no wit by nature nor art may" & @CRLF & _
                "	complain of good breeding or comes of a very dull kindred." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Such a one is a natural philosopher. Wast ever in" & @CRLF & _
                "	court, shepherd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	No, truly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Then thou art damned." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	Nay, I hope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Truly, thou art damned like an ill-roasted egg, all" & @CRLF & _
                "	on one side." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	For not being at court? Your reason." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Why, if thou never wast at court, thou never sawest" & @CRLF & _
                "	good manners; if thou never sawest good manners," & @CRLF & _
                "	then thy manners must be wicked; and wickedness is" & @CRLF & _
                "	sin, and sin is damnation. Thou art in a parlous" & @CRLF & _
                "	state, shepherd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	Not a whit, Touchstone: those that are good manners" & @CRLF & _
                "	at the court are as ridiculous in the country as the" & @CRLF & _
                "	behavior of the country is most mockable at the" & @CRLF & _
                "	court. You told me you salute not at the court, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	you kiss your hands: that courtesy would be" & @CRLF & _
                "	uncleanly, if courtiers were shepherds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Instance, briefly; come, instance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	Why, we are still handling our ewes, and their" & @CRLF & _
                "	fells, you know, are greasy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Why, do not your courtier's hands sweat? and is not" & @CRLF & _
                "	the grease of a mutton as wholesome as the sweat of" & @CRLF & _
                "	a man? Shallow, shallow. A better instance, I say; come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	Besides, our hands are hard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Your lips will feel them the sooner. Shallow again." & @CRLF & _
                "	A more sounder instance, come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	And they are often tarred over with the surgery of" & @CRLF & _
                "	our sheep: and would you have us kiss tar? The" & @CRLF & _
                "	courtier's hands are perfumed with civet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Most shallow man! thou worms-meat, in respect of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	good piece of flesh indeed! Learn of the wise, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	perpend: civet is of a baser birth than tar, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	very uncleanly flux of a cat. Mend the instance, shepherd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	You have too courtly a wit for me: I'll rest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Wilt thou rest damned? God help thee, shallow man!" & @CRLF & _
                "	God make incision in thee! thou art raw." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	Sir, I am a true labourer: I earn that I eat, get" & @CRLF & _
                "	that I wear, owe no man hate, envy no man's" & @CRLF & _
                "	happiness, glad of other men's good, content with my" & @CRLF & _
                "	harm, and the greatest of my pride is to see my ewes" & @CRLF & _
                "	graze and my lambs suck." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	That is another simple sin in you, to bring the ewes" & @CRLF & _
                "	and the rams together and to offer to get your" & @CRLF & _
                "	living by the copulation of cattle; to be bawd to a" & @CRLF & _
                "	bell-wether, and to betray a she-lamb of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	twelvemonth to a crooked-pated, old, cuckoldly ram," & @CRLF & _
                "	out of all reasonable match. If thou beest not" & @CRLF & _
                "	damned for this, the devil himself will have no" & @CRLF & _
                "	shepherds; I cannot see else how thou shouldst" & @CRLF & _
                "	'scape." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	Here comes young Master Ganymede, my new mistress's brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROSALIND, with a paper, reading]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	     From the east to western Ind," & @CRLF & _
                "	No jewel is like Rosalind." & @CRLF & _
                "	Her worth, being mounted on the wind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Through all the world bears Rosalind." & @CRLF & _
                "	All the pictures fairest lined" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are but black to Rosalind." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let no fair be kept in mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	But the fair of Rosalind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	I'll rhyme you so eight years together, dinners and" & @CRLF & _
                "	suppers and sleeping-hours excepted: it is the" & @CRLF & _
                "	right butter-women's rank to market." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Out, fool!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	For a taste:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If a hart do lack a hind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him seek out Rosalind." & @CRLF & _
                "	If the cat will after kind," & @CRLF & _
                "	So be sure will Rosalind." & @CRLF & _
                "	Winter garments must be lined," & @CRLF & _
                "	So must slender Rosalind." & @CRLF & _
                "	They that reap must sheaf and bind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then to cart with Rosalind." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweetest nut hath sourest rind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such a nut is Rosalind." & @CRLF & _
                "	He that sweetest rose will find" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must find love's prick and Rosalind." & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the very false gallop of verses: why do you" & @CRLF & _
                "	infect yourself with them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Peace, you dull fool! I found them on a tree." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Truly, the tree yields bad fruit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I'll graff it with you, and then I shall graff it" & @CRLF & _
                "	with a medlar: then it will be the earliest fruit" & @CRLF & _
                "	i' the country; for you'll be rotten ere you be half" & @CRLF & _
                "	ripe, and that's the right virtue of the medlar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	You have said; but whether wisely or no, let the" & @CRLF & _
                "	forest judge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CELIA, with a writing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Peace! Here comes my sister, reading: stand aside." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why should this a desert be?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For it is unpeopled? No:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tongues I'll hang on every tree," & @CRLF & _
                "	That shall civil sayings show:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some, how brief the life of man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Runs his erring pilgrimage," & @CRLF & _
                "	That the stretching of a span" & @CRLF & _
                "	Buckles in his sum of age;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some, of violated vows" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twixt the souls of friend and friend:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But upon the fairest boughs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or at every sentence end," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will I Rosalinda write," & @CRLF & _
                "	Teaching all that read to know" & @CRLF & _
                "	The quintessence of every sprite" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven would in little show." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore Heaven Nature charged" & @CRLF & _
                "	That one body should be fill'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With all graces wide-enlarged:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nature presently distill'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Helen's cheek, but not her heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cleopatra's majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Atalanta's better part," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sad Lucretia's modesty." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus Rosalind of many parts" & @CRLF & _
                "	By heavenly synod was devised," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of many faces, eyes and hearts," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have the touches dearest prized." & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven would that she these gifts should have," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I to live and die her slave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	O most gentle pulpiter! what tedious homily of love" & @CRLF & _
                "	have you wearied your parishioners withal, and never" & @CRLF & _
                "	cried 'Have patience, good people!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	How now! back, friends! Shepherd, go off a little." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go with him, sirrah." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Come, shepherd, let us make an honourable retreat;" & @CRLF & _
                "	though not with bag and baggage, yet with scrip and scrippage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt CORIN and TOUCHSTONE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Didst thou hear these verses?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	O, yes, I heard them all, and more too; for some of" & @CRLF & _
                "	them had in them more feet than the verses would bear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	That's no matter: the feet might bear the verses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Ay, but the feet were lame and could not bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	themselves without the verse and therefore stood" & @CRLF & _
                "	lamely in the verse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	But didst thou hear without wondering how thy name" & @CRLF & _
                "	should be hanged and carved upon these trees?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I was seven of the nine days out of the wonder" & @CRLF & _
                "	before you came; for look here what I found on a" & @CRLF & _
                "	palm-tree. I was never so be-rhymed since" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pythagoras' time, that I was an Irish rat, which I" & @CRLF & _
                "	can hardly remember." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Trow you who hath done this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Is it a man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	And a chain, that you once wore, about his neck." & @CRLF & _
                "	Change you colour?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I prithee, who?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	O Lord, Lord! it is a hard matter for friends to" & @CRLF & _
                "	meet; but mountains may be removed with earthquakes" & @CRLF & _
                "	and so encounter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Nay, but who is it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Is it possible?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Nay, I prithee now with most petitionary vehemence," & @CRLF & _
                "	tell me who it is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful" & @CRLF & _
                "	wonderful! and yet again wonderful, and after that," & @CRLF & _
                "	out of all hooping!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Good my complexion! dost thou think, though I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	caparisoned like a man, I have a doublet and hose in" & @CRLF & _
                "	my disposition? One inch of delay more is a" & @CRLF & _
                "	South-sea of discovery; I prithee, tell me who is it" & @CRLF & _
                "	quickly, and speak apace. I would thou couldst" & @CRLF & _
                "	stammer, that thou mightst pour this concealed man" & @CRLF & _
                "	out of thy mouth, as wine comes out of a narrow-" & @CRLF & _
                "	mouthed bottle, either too much at once, or none at" & @CRLF & _
                "	all. I prithee, take the cork out of thy mouth that" & @CRLF & _
                "	may drink thy tidings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	So you may put a man in your belly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Is he of God's making? What manner of man? Is his" & @CRLF & _
                "	head worth a hat, or his chin worth a beard?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Nay, he hath but a little beard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Why, God will send more, if the man will be" & @CRLF & _
                "	thankful: let me stay the growth of his beard, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou delay me not the knowledge of his chin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	It is young Orlando, that tripped up the wrestler's" & @CRLF & _
                "	heels and your heart both in an instant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Nay, but the devil take mocking: speak, sad brow and" & @CRLF & _
                "	true maid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	I' faith, coz, 'tis he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Orlando?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Orlando." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Alas the day! what shall I do with my doublet and" & @CRLF & _
                "	hose? What did he when thou sawest him? What said" & @CRLF & _
                "	he? How looked he? Wherein went he? What makes" & @CRLF & _
                "	him here? Did he ask for me? Where remains he?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How parted he with thee? and when shalt thou see" & @CRLF & _
                "	him again? Answer me in one word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	You must borrow me Gargantua's mouth first: 'tis a" & @CRLF & _
                "	word too great for any mouth of this age's size. To" & @CRLF & _
                "	say ay and no to these particulars is more than to" & @CRLF & _
                "	answer in a catechism." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	But doth he know that I am in this forest and in" & @CRLF & _
                "	man's apparel? Looks he as freshly as he did the" & @CRLF & _
                "	day he wrestled?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	It is as easy to count atomies as to resolve the" & @CRLF & _
                "	propositions of a lover; but take a taste of my" & @CRLF & _
                "	finding him, and relish it with good observance." & @CRLF & _
                "	I found him under a tree, like a dropped acorn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	It may well be called Jove's tree, when it drops" & @CRLF & _
                "	forth such fruit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Give me audience, good madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Proceed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	There lay he, stretched along, like a wounded knight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Though it be pity to see such a sight, it well" & @CRLF & _
                "	becomes the ground." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Cry 'holla' to thy tongue, I prithee; it curvets" & @CRLF & _
                "	unseasonably. He was furnished like a hunter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	O, ominous! he comes to kill my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	I would sing my song without a burden: thou bringest" & @CRLF & _
                "	me out of tune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Do you not know I am a woman? when I think, I must" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak. Sweet, say on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	You bring me out. Soft! comes he not here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ORLANDO and JAQUES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	'Tis he: slink by, and note him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	I thank you for your company; but, good faith, I had" & @CRLF & _
                "	as lief have been myself alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	And so had I; but yet, for fashion sake, I thank you" & @CRLF & _
                "	too for your society." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	God be wi' you: let's meet as little as we can." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I do desire we may be better strangers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	I pray you, mar no more trees with writing" & @CRLF & _
                "	love-songs in their barks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I pray you, mar no more of my verses with reading" & @CRLF & _
                "	them ill-favouredly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	Rosalind is your love's name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Yes, just." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	I do not like her name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	There was no thought of pleasing you when she was" & @CRLF & _
                "	christened." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	What stature is she of?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Just as high as my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	You are full of pretty answers. Have you not been" & @CRLF & _
                "	acquainted with goldsmiths' wives, and conned them" & @CRLF & _
                "	out of rings?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Not so; but I answer you right painted cloth, from" & @CRLF & _
                "	whence you have studied your questions." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	You have a nimble wit: I think 'twas made of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Atalanta's heels. Will you sit down with me? and" & @CRLF & _
                "	we two will rail against our mistress the world and" & @CRLF & _
                "	all our misery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I will chide no breather in the world but myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	against whom I know most faults." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	The worst fault you have is to be in love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	'Tis a fault I will not change for your best virtue." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am weary of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	By my troth, I was seeking for a fool when I found" & @CRLF & _
                "	you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	He is drowned in the brook: look but in, and you" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall see him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	There I shall see mine own figure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Which I take to be either a fool or a cipher." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	I'll tarry no longer with you: farewell, good" & @CRLF & _
                "	Signior Love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I am glad of your departure: adieu, good Monsieur" & @CRLF & _
                "	Melancholy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit JAQUES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	[Aside to CELIA]  I will speak to him, like a saucy" & @CRLF & _
                "	lackey and under that habit play the knave with him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you hear, forester?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Very well: what would you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I pray you, what is't o'clock?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	You should ask me what time o' day: there's no clock" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the forest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Then there is no true lover in the forest; else" & @CRLF & _
                "	sighing every minute and groaning every hour would" & @CRLF & _
                "	detect the lazy foot of Time as well as a clock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	And why not the swift foot of Time? had not that" & @CRLF & _
                "	been as proper?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	By no means, sir: Time travels in divers paces with" & @CRLF & _
                "	divers persons. I'll tell you who Time ambles" & @CRLF & _
                "	withal, who Time trots withal, who Time gallops" & @CRLF & _
                "	withal and who he stands still withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I prithee, who doth he trot withal?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Marry, he trots hard with a young maid between the" & @CRLF & _
                "	contract of her marriage and the day it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	solemnized: if the interim be but a se'nnight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Time's pace is so hard that it seems the length of" & @CRLF & _
                "	seven year." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Who ambles Time withal?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	With a priest that lacks Latin and a rich man that" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath not the gout, for the one sleeps easily because" & @CRLF & _
                "	he cannot study, and the other lives merrily because" & @CRLF & _
                "	he feels no pain, the one lacking the burden of lean" & @CRLF & _
                "	and wasteful learning, the other knowing no burden" & @CRLF & _
                "	of heavy tedious penury; these Time ambles withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Who doth he gallop withal?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	With a thief to the gallows, for though he go as" & @CRLF & _
                "	softly as foot can fall, he thinks himself too soon there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Who stays it still withal?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	With lawyers in the vacation, for they sleep between" & @CRLF & _
                "	term and term and then they perceive not how Time moves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Where dwell you, pretty youth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	With this shepherdess, my sister; here in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	skirts of the forest, like fringe upon a petticoat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Are you native of this place?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	As the cony that you see dwell where she is kindled." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Your accent is something finer than you could" & @CRLF & _
                "	purchase in so removed a dwelling." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I have been told so of many: but indeed an old" & @CRLF & _
                "	religious uncle of mine taught me to speak, who was" & @CRLF & _
                "	in his youth an inland man; one that knew courtship" & @CRLF & _
                "	too well, for there he fell in love. I have heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	him read many lectures against it, and I thank God" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not a woman, to be touched with so many" & @CRLF & _
                "	giddy offences as he hath generally taxed their" & @CRLF & _
                "	whole sex withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Can you remember any of the principal evils that he" & @CRLF & _
                "	laid to the charge of women?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	There were none principal; they were all like one" & @CRLF & _
                "	another as half-pence are, every one fault seeming" & @CRLF & _
                "	monstrous till his fellow fault came to match it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I prithee, recount some of them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	No, I will not cast away my physic but on those that" & @CRLF & _
                "	are sick. There is a man haunts the forest, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	abuses our young plants with carving 'Rosalind' on" & @CRLF & _
                "	their barks; hangs odes upon hawthorns and elegies" & @CRLF & _
                "	on brambles, all, forsooth, deifying the name of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rosalind: if I could meet that fancy-monger I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	give him some good counsel, for he seems to have the" & @CRLF & _
                "	quotidian of love upon him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I am he that is so love-shaked: I pray you tell me" & @CRLF & _
                "	your remedy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	There is none of my uncle's marks upon you: he" & @CRLF & _
                "	taught me how to know a man in love; in which cage" & @CRLF & _
                "	of rushes I am sure you are not prisoner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	What were his marks?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	A lean cheek, which you have not, a blue eye and" & @CRLF & _
                "	sunken, which you have not, an unquestionable" & @CRLF & _
                "	spirit, which you have not, a beard neglected," & @CRLF & _
                "	which you have not; but I pardon you for that, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	simply your having in beard is a younger brother's" & @CRLF & _
                "	revenue: then your hose should be ungartered, your" & @CRLF & _
                "	bonnet unbanded, your sleeve unbuttoned, your shoe" & @CRLF & _
                "	untied and every thing about you demonstrating a" & @CRLF & _
                "	careless desolation; but you are no such man; you" & @CRLF & _
                "	are rather point-device in your accoutrements as" & @CRLF & _
                "	loving yourself than seeming the lover of any other." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Fair youth, I would I could make thee believe I love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Me believe it! you may as soon make her that you" & @CRLF & _
                "	love believe it; which, I warrant, she is apter to" & @CRLF & _
                "	do than to confess she does: that is one of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	points in the which women still give the lie to" & @CRLF & _
                "	their consciences. But, in good sooth, are you he" & @CRLF & _
                "	that hangs the verses on the trees, wherein Rosalind" & @CRLF & _
                "	is so admired?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I swear to thee, youth, by the white hand of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rosalind, I am that he, that unfortunate he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	But are you so much in love as your rhymes speak?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Neither rhyme nor reason can express how much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Love is merely a madness, and, I tell you, deserves" & @CRLF & _
                "	as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do: and" & @CRLF & _
                "	the reason why they are not so punished and cured" & @CRLF & _
                "	is, that the lunacy is so ordinary that the whippers" & @CRLF & _
                "	are in love too. Yet I profess curing it by counsel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Did you ever cure any so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Yes, one, and in this manner. He was to imagine me" & @CRLF & _
                "	his love, his mistress; and I set him every day to" & @CRLF & _
                "	woo me: at which time would I, being but a moonish" & @CRLF & _
                "	youth, grieve, be effeminate, changeable, longing" & @CRLF & _
                "	and liking, proud, fantastical, apish, shallow," & @CRLF & _
                "	inconstant, full of tears, full of smiles, for every" & @CRLF & _
                "	passion something and for no passion truly any" & @CRLF & _
                "	thing, as boys and women are for the most part" & @CRLF & _
                "	cattle of this colour; would now like him, now loathe" & @CRLF & _
                "	him; then entertain him, then forswear him; now weep" & @CRLF & _
                "	for him, then spit at him; that I drave my suitor" & @CRLF & _
                "	from his mad humour of love to a living humour of" & @CRLF & _
                "	madness; which was, to forswear the full stream of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the world, and to live in a nook merely monastic." & @CRLF & _
                "	And thus I cured him; and this way will I take upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	me to wash your liver as clean as a sound sheep's" & @CRLF & _
                "	heart, that there shall not be one spot of love in't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I would not be cured, youth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I would cure you, if you would but call me Rosalind" & @CRLF & _
                "	and come every day to my cote and woo me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Now, by the faith of my love, I will: tell me" & @CRLF & _
                "	where it is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Go with me to it and I'll show it you and by the way" & @CRLF & _
                "	you shall tell me where in the forest you live." & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you go?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	With all my heart, good youth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Nay you must call me Rosalind. Come, sister, will you go?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	AS YOU LIKE IT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The forest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY; JAQUES behind]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Come apace, good Audrey: I will fetch up your" & @CRLF & _
                "	goats, Audrey. And how, Audrey? am I the man yet?" & @CRLF & _
                "	doth my simple feature content you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUDREY	Your features! Lord warrant us! what features!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	I am here with thee and thy goats, as the most" & @CRLF & _
                "	capricious poet, honest Ovid, was among the Goths." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	[Aside]  O knowledge ill-inhabited, worse than Jove" & @CRLF & _
                "	in a thatched house!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	When a man's verses cannot be understood, nor a" & @CRLF & _
                "	man's good wit seconded with the forward child" & @CRLF & _
                "	Understanding, it strikes a man more dead than a" & @CRLF & _
                "	great reckoning in a little room. Truly, I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	the gods had made thee poetical." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUDREY	I do not know what 'poetical' is: is it honest in" & @CRLF & _
                "	deed and word? is it a true thing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	No, truly; for the truest poetry is the most" & @CRLF & _
                "	feigning; and lovers are given to poetry, and what" & @CRLF & _
                "	they swear in poetry may be said as lovers they do feign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUDREY	Do you wish then that the gods had made me poetical?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	I do, truly; for thou swearest to me thou art" & @CRLF & _
                "	honest: now, if thou wert a poet, I might have some" & @CRLF & _
                "	hope thou didst feign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUDREY	Would you not have me honest?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	No, truly, unless thou wert hard-favoured; for" & @CRLF & _
                "	honesty coupled to beauty is to have honey a sauce to sugar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	[Aside]  A material fool!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUDREY	 Well, I am not fair; and therefore I pray the gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	make me honest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Truly, and to cast away honesty upon a foul slut" & @CRLF & _
                "	were to put good meat into an unclean dish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUDREY	I am not a slut, though I thank the gods I am foul." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Well, praised be the gods for thy foulness!" & @CRLF & _
                "	sluttishness may come hereafter. But be it as it may" & @CRLF & _
                "	be, I will marry thee, and to that end I have been" & @CRLF & _
                "	with Sir Oliver Martext, the vicar of the next" & @CRLF & _
                "	village, who hath promised to meet me in this place" & @CRLF & _
                "	of the forest and to couple us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	[Aside]  I would fain see this meeting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUDREY	Well, the gods give us joy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Amen. A man may, if he were of a fearful heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	stagger in this attempt; for here we have no temple" & @CRLF & _
                "	but the wood, no assembly but horn-beasts. But what" & @CRLF & _
                "	though? Courage! As horns are odious, they are" & @CRLF & _
                "	necessary. It is said, 'many a man knows no end of" & @CRLF & _
                "	his goods:' right; many a man has good horns, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	knows no end of them. Well, that is the dowry of" & @CRLF & _
                "	his wife; 'tis none of his own getting. Horns?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even so. Poor men alone? No, no; the noblest deer" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath them as huge as the rascal. Is the single man" & @CRLF & _
                "	therefore blessed? No: as a walled town is more" & @CRLF & _
                "	worthier than a village, so is the forehead of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	married man more honourable than the bare brow of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	bachelor; and by how much defence is better than no" & @CRLF & _
                "	skill, by so much is a horn more precious than to" & @CRLF & _
                "	want. Here comes Sir Oliver." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR OLIVER MARTEXT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Oliver Martext, you are well met: will you" & @CRLF & _
                "	dispatch us here under this tree, or shall we go" & @CRLF & _
                "	with you to your chapel?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR OLIVER MARTEXT	Is there none here to give the woman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	I will not take her on gift of any man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR OLIVER MARTEXT	Truly, she must be given, or the marriage is not lawful." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	[Advancing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proceed, proceed	I'll give her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Good even, good Master What-ye-call't: how do you," & @CRLF & _
                "	sir? You are very well met: God 'ild you for your" & @CRLF & _
                "	last company: I am very glad to see you: even a" & @CRLF & _
                "	toy in hand here, sir: nay, pray be covered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	Will you be married, motley?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	As the ox hath his bow, sir, the horse his curb and" & @CRLF & _
                "	the falcon her bells, so man hath his desires; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	as pigeons bill, so wedlock would be nibbling." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	And will you, being a man of your breeding, be" & @CRLF & _
                "	married under a bush like a beggar? Get you to" & @CRLF & _
                "	church, and have a good priest that can tell you" & @CRLF & _
                "	what marriage is: this fellow will but join you" & @CRLF & _
                "	together as they join wainscot; then one of you will" & @CRLF & _
                "	prove a shrunk panel and, like green timber, warp, warp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	[Aside]  I am not in the mind but I were better to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	married of him than of another: for he is not like" & @CRLF & _
                "	to marry me well; and not being well married, it" & @CRLF & _
                "	will be a good excuse for me hereafter to leave my wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	Go thou with me, and let me counsel thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	'Come, sweet Audrey:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We must be married, or we must live in bawdry." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, good Master Oliver: not,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	O sweet Oliver," & @CRLF & _
                "	O brave Oliver," & @CRLF & _
                "	Leave me not behind thee: but,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wind away," & @CRLF & _
                "	Begone, I say," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not to wedding with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt JAQUES, TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR OLIVER MARTEXT	'Tis no matter: ne'er a fantastical knave of them" & @CRLF & _
                "	all shall flout me out of my calling." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	AS YOU LIKE IT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	The forest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROSALIND and CELIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Never talk to me; I will weep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Do, I prithee; but yet have the grace to consider" & @CRLF & _
                "	that tears do not become a man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	But have I not cause to weep?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	As good cause as one would desire; therefore weep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	His very hair is of the dissembling colour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Something browner than Judas's marry, his kisses are" & @CRLF & _
                "	Judas's own children." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I' faith, his hair is of a good colour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	An excellent colour: your chestnut was ever the only colour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	And his kissing is as full of sanctity as the touch" & @CRLF & _
                "	of holy bread." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	He hath bought a pair of cast lips of Diana: a nun" & @CRLF & _
                "	of winter's sisterhood kisses not more religiously;" & @CRLF & _
                "	the very ice of chastity is in them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	But why did he swear he would come this morning, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	comes not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Nay, certainly, there is no truth in him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Do you think so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Yes; I think he is not a pick-purse nor a" & @CRLF & _
                "	horse-stealer, but for his verity in love, I do" & @CRLF & _
                "	think him as concave as a covered goblet or a" & @CRLF & _
                "	worm-eaten nut." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Not true in love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Yes, when he is in; but I think he is not in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	You have heard him swear downright he was." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	'Was' is not 'is:' besides, the oath of a lover is" & @CRLF & _
                "	no stronger than the word of a tapster; they are" & @CRLF & _
                "	both the confirmer of false reckonings. He attends" & @CRLF & _
                "	here in the forest on the duke your father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I met the duke yesterday and had much question with" & @CRLF & _
                "	him: he asked me of what parentage I was; I told" & @CRLF & _
                "	him, of as good as he; so he laughed and let me go." & @CRLF & _
                "	But what talk we of fathers, when there is such a" & @CRLF & _
                "	man as Orlando?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	O, that's a brave man! he writes brave verses," & @CRLF & _
                "	speaks brave words, swears brave oaths and breaks" & @CRLF & _
                "	them bravely, quite traverse, athwart the heart of" & @CRLF & _
                "	his lover; as a puisny tilter, that spurs his horse" & @CRLF & _
                "	but on one side, breaks his staff like a noble" & @CRLF & _
                "	goose: but all's brave that youth mounts and folly" & @CRLF & _
                "	guides. Who comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CORIN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	Mistress and master, you have oft inquired" & @CRLF & _
                "	After the shepherd that complain'd of love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who you saw sitting by me on the turf," & @CRLF & _
                "	Praising the proud disdainful shepherdess" & @CRLF & _
                "	That was his mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Well, and what of him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	If you will see a pageant truly play'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Between the pale complexion of true love" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the red glow of scorn and proud disdain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go hence a little and I shall conduct you," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you will mark it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	O, come, let us remove:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sight of lovers feedeth those in love." & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring us to this sight, and you shall say" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll prove a busy actor in their play." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	AS YOU LIKE IT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Another part of the forest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SILVIUS and PHEBE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	Sweet Phebe, do not scorn me; do not, Phebe;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say that you love me not, but say not so" & @CRLF & _
                "	In bitterness. The common executioner," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose heart the accustom'd sight of death makes hard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Falls not the axe upon the humbled neck" & @CRLF & _
                "	But first begs pardon: will you sterner be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than he that dies and lives by bloody drops?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROSALIND, CELIA, and CORIN, behind]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEBE	I would not be thy executioner:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I fly thee, for I would not injure thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou tell'st me there is murder in mine eye:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis pretty, sure, and very probable," & @CRLF & _
                "	That eyes, that are the frail'st and softest things," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who shut their coward gates on atomies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should be call'd tyrants, butchers, murderers!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now I do frown on thee with all my heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if mine eyes can wound, now let them kill thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now counterfeit to swoon; why now fall down;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or if thou canst not, O, for shame, for shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lie not, to say mine eyes are murderers!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now show the wound mine eye hath made in thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Scratch thee but with a pin, and there remains" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some scar of it; lean but upon a rush," & @CRLF & _
                "	The cicatrice and capable impressure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy palm some moment keeps; but now mine eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I have darted at thee, hurt thee not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor, I am sure, there is no force in eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	That can do hurt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	                  O dear Phebe," & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever,--as that ever may be near,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	You meet in some fresh cheek the power of fancy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then shall you know the wounds invisible" & @CRLF & _
                "	That love's keen arrows make." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEBE	But till that time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come not thou near me: and when that time comes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Afflict me with thy mocks, pity me not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As till that time I shall not pity thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	And why, I pray you? Who might be your mother," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you insult, exult, and all at once," & @CRLF & _
                "	Over the wretched? What though you have no beauty,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As, by my faith, I see no more in you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than without candle may go dark to bed--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must you be therefore proud and pitiless?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, what means this? Why do you look on me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I see no more in you than in the ordinary" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of nature's sale-work. 'Od's my little life," & @CRLF & _
                "	I think she means to tangle my eyes too!" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, faith, proud mistress, hope not after it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not your inky brows, your black silk hair," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your bugle eyeballs, nor your cheek of cream," & @CRLF & _
                "	That can entame my spirits to your worship." & @CRLF & _
                "	You foolish shepherd, wherefore do you follow her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like foggy south puffing with wind and rain?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are a thousand times a properer man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than she a woman: 'tis such fools as you" & @CRLF & _
                "	That makes the world full of ill-favour'd children:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not her glass, but you, that flatters her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And out of you she sees herself more proper" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than any of her lineaments can show her." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, mistress, know yourself: down on your knees," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thank heaven, fasting, for a good man's love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I must tell you friendly in your ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sell when you can: you are not for all markets:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cry the man mercy; love him; take his offer:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Foul is most foul, being foul to be a scoffer." & @CRLF & _
                "	So take her to thee, shepherd: fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEBE	Sweet youth, I pray you, chide a year together:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had rather hear you chide than this man woo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	He's fallen in love with your foulness and she'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	fall in love with my anger. If it be so, as fast as" & @CRLF & _
                "	she answers thee with frowning looks, I'll sauce her" & @CRLF & _
                "	with bitter words. Why look you so upon me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEBE	For no ill will I bear you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I pray you, do not fall in love with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am falser than vows made in wine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, I like you not. If you will know my house," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis at the tuft of olives here hard by." & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you go, sister? Shepherd, ply her hard." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, sister. Shepherdess, look on him better," & @CRLF & _
                "	And be not proud: though all the world could see," & @CRLF & _
                "	None could be so abused in sight as he." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, to our flock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ROSALIND, CELIA and CORIN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEBE	Dead Shepherd, now I find thy saw of might," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	Sweet Phebe,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEBE	                  Ha, what say'st thou, Silvius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	Sweet Phebe, pity me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEBE	Why, I am sorry for thee, gentle Silvius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	Wherever sorrow is, relief would be:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you do sorrow at my grief in love," & @CRLF & _
                "	By giving love your sorrow and my grief" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were both extermined." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEBE	Thou hast my love: is not that neighbourly?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	I would have you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEBE	                  Why, that were covetousness." & @CRLF & _
                "	Silvius, the time was that I hated thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet it is not that I bear thee love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But since that thou canst talk of love so well," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy company, which erst was irksome to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will endure, and I'll employ thee too:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But do not look for further recompense" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than thine own gladness that thou art employ'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	So holy and so perfect is my love," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I in such a poverty of grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I shall think it a most plenteous crop" & @CRLF & _
                "	To glean the broken ears after the man" & @CRLF & _
                "	That the main harvest reaps: loose now and then" & @CRLF & _
                "	A scatter'd smile, and that I'll live upon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEBE	Know'st now the youth that spoke to me erewhile?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	Not very well, but I have met him oft;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he hath bought the cottage and the bounds" & @CRLF & _
                "	That the old carlot once was master of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEBE	Think not I love him, though I ask for him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis but a peevish boy; yet he talks well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But what care I for words? yet words do well" & @CRLF & _
                "	When he that speaks them pleases those that hear." & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a pretty youth: not very pretty:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, sure, he's proud, and yet his pride becomes him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He'll make a proper man: the best thing in him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is his complexion; and faster than his tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did make offence his eye did heal it up." & @CRLF & _
                "	He is not very tall; yet for his years he's tall:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His leg is but so so; and yet 'tis well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There was a pretty redness in his lip," & @CRLF & _
                "	A little riper and more lusty red" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than that mix'd in his cheek; 'twas just the difference" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between the constant red and mingled damask." & @CRLF & _
                "	There be some women, Silvius, had they mark'd him" & @CRLF & _
                "	In parcels as I did, would have gone near" & @CRLF & _
                "	To fall in love with him; but, for my part," & @CRLF & _
                "	I love him not nor hate him not; and yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have more cause to hate him than to love him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For what had he to do to chide at me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	He said mine eyes were black and my hair black:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, now I am remember'd, scorn'd at me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I marvel why I answer'd not again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that's all one; omittance is no quittance." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll write to him a very taunting letter," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou shalt bear it: wilt thou, Silvius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	Phebe, with all my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEBE	I'll write it straight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The matter's in my head and in my heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will be bitter with him and passing short." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go with me, Silvius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	AS YOU LIKE IT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The forest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROSALIND, CELIA, and JAQUES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	I prithee, pretty youth, let me be better acquainted" & @CRLF & _
                "	with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	They say you are a melancholy fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	I am so; I do love it better than laughing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Those that are in extremity of either are abominable" & @CRLF & _
                "	fellows and betray themselves to every modern" & @CRLF & _
                "	censure worse than drunkards." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	Why, 'tis good to be sad and say nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Why then, 'tis good to be a post." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	I have neither the scholar's melancholy, which is" & @CRLF & _
                "	emulation, nor the musician's, which is fantastical," & @CRLF & _
                "	nor the courtier's, which is proud, nor the" & @CRLF & _
                "	soldier's, which is ambitious, nor the lawyer's," & @CRLF & _
                "	which is politic, nor the lady's, which is nice, nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	the lover's, which is all these: but it is a" & @CRLF & _
                "	melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples," & @CRLF & _
                "	extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry's" & @CRLF & _
                "	contemplation of my travels, in which my often" & @CRLF & _
                "	rumination wraps me m a most humorous sadness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	A traveller! By my faith, you have great reason to" & @CRLF & _
                "	be sad: I fear you have sold your own lands to see" & @CRLF & _
                "	other men's; then, to have seen much and to have" & @CRLF & _
                "	nothing, is to have rich eyes and poor hands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	Yes, I have gained my experience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	And your experience makes you sad: I had rather have" & @CRLF & _
                "	a fool to make me merry than experience to make me" & @CRLF & _
                "	sad; and to travel for it too!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ORLANDO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Good day and happiness, dear Rosalind!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	Nay, then, God be wi' you, an you talk in blank verse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Farewell, Monsieur Traveller: look you lisp and" & @CRLF & _
                "	wear strange suits, disable all the benefits of your" & @CRLF & _
                "	own country, be out of love with your nativity and" & @CRLF & _
                "	almost chide God for making you that countenance you" & @CRLF & _
                "	are, or I will scarce think you have swam in a" & @CRLF & _
                "	gondola. Why, how now, Orlando! where have you been" & @CRLF & _
                "	all this while? You a lover! An you serve me such" & @CRLF & _
                "	another trick, never come in my sight more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	My fair Rosalind, I come within an hour of my promise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Break an hour's promise in love! He that will" & @CRLF & _
                "	divide a minute into a thousand parts and break but" & @CRLF & _
                "	a part of the thousandth part of a minute in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	affairs of love, it may be said of him that Cupid" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath clapped him o' the shoulder, but I'll warrant" & @CRLF & _
                "	him heart-whole." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Pardon me, dear Rosalind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Nay, an you be so tardy, come no more in my sight: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	had as lief be wooed of a snail." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Of a snail?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Ay, of a snail; for though he comes slowly, he" & @CRLF & _
                "	carries his house on his head; a better jointure," & @CRLF & _
                "	I think, than you make a woman: besides he brings" & @CRLF & _
                "	his destiny with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	What's that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Why, horns, which such as you are fain to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	beholding to your wives for: but he comes armed in" & @CRLF & _
                "	his fortune and prevents the slander of his wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Virtue is no horn-maker; and my Rosalind is virtuous." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	And I am your Rosalind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	It pleases him to call you so; but he hath a" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rosalind of a better leer than you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Come, woo me, woo me, for now I am in a holiday" & @CRLF & _
                "	humour and like enough to consent. What would you" & @CRLF & _
                "	say to me now, an I were your very very Rosalind?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I would kiss before I spoke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Nay, you were better speak first, and when you were" & @CRLF & _
                "	gravelled for lack of matter, you might take" & @CRLF & _
                "	occasion to kiss. Very good orators, when they are" & @CRLF & _
                "	out, they will spit; and for lovers lacking--God" & @CRLF & _
                "	warn us!--matter, the cleanliest shift is to kiss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	How if the kiss be denied?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Then she puts you to entreaty, and there begins new matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Who could be out, being before his beloved mistress?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Marry, that should you, if I were your mistress, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	I should think my honesty ranker than my wit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	What, of my suit?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Not out of your apparel, and yet out of your suit." & @CRLF & _
                "	Am not I your Rosalind?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I take some joy to say you are, because I would be" & @CRLF & _
                "	talking of her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Well in her person I say I will not have you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Then in mine own person I die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	No, faith, die by attorney. The poor world is" & @CRLF & _
                "	almost six thousand years old, and in all this time" & @CRLF & _
                "	there was not any man died in his own person," & @CRLF & _
                "	videlicit, in a love-cause. Troilus had his brains" & @CRLF & _
                "	dashed out with a Grecian club; yet he did what he" & @CRLF & _
                "	could to die before, and he is one of the patterns" & @CRLF & _
                "	of love. Leander, he would have lived many a fair" & @CRLF & _
                "	year, though Hero had turned nun, if it had not been" & @CRLF & _
                "	for a hot midsummer night; for, good youth, he went" & @CRLF & _
                "	but forth to wash him in the Hellespont and being" & @CRLF & _
                "	taken with the cramp was drowned and the foolish" & @CRLF & _
                "	coroners of that age found it was 'Hero of Sestos.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	But these are all lies: men have died from time to" & @CRLF & _
                "	time and worms have eaten them, but not for love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I would not have my right Rosalind of this mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	for, I protest, her frown might kill me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	By this hand, it will not kill a fly. But come, now" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will be your Rosalind in a more coming-on" & @CRLF & _
                "	disposition, and ask me what you will. I will grant" & @CRLF & _
                "	it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Then love me, Rosalind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Yes, faith, will I, Fridays and Saturdays and all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	And wilt thou have me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Ay, and twenty such." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	What sayest thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Are you not good?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I hope so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Why then, can one desire too much of a good thing?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, sister, you shall be the priest and marry us." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me your hand, Orlando. What do you say, sister?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Pray thee, marry us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	I cannot say the words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	You must begin, 'Will you, Orlando--'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Go to. Will you, Orlando, have to wife this Rosalind?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Ay, but when?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Why now; as fast as she can marry us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Then you must say 'I take thee, Rosalind, for wife.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I take thee, Rosalind, for wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I might ask you for your commission; but I do take" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee, Orlando, for my husband: there's a girl goes" & @CRLF & _
                "	before the priest; and certainly a woman's thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	runs before her actions." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	So do all thoughts; they are winged." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Now tell me how long you would have her after you" & @CRLF & _
                "	have possessed her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	For ever and a day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Say 'a day,' without the 'ever.' No, no, Orlando;" & @CRLF & _
                "	men are April when they woo, December when they wed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	maids are May when they are maids, but the sky" & @CRLF & _
                "	changes when they are wives. I will be more jealous" & @CRLF & _
                "	of thee than a Barbary cock-pigeon over his hen," & @CRLF & _
                "	more clamorous than a parrot against rain, more" & @CRLF & _
                "	new-fangled than an ape, more giddy in my desires" & @CRLF & _
                "	than a monkey: I will weep for nothing, like Diana" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the fountain, and I will do that when you are" & @CRLF & _
                "	disposed to be merry; I will laugh like a hyen, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	that when thou art inclined to sleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	But will my Rosalind do so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	By my life, she will do as I do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	O, but she is wise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Or else she could not have the wit to do this: the" & @CRLF & _
                "	wiser, the waywarder: make the doors upon a woman's" & @CRLF & _
                "	wit and it will out at the casement; shut that and" & @CRLF & _
                "	'twill out at the key-hole; stop that, 'twill fly" & @CRLF & _
                "	with the smoke out at the chimney." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	A man that had a wife with such a wit, he might say" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Wit, whither wilt?'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Nay, you might keep that cheque for it till you met" & @CRLF & _
                "	your wife's wit going to your neighbour's bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	And what wit could wit have to excuse that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Marry, to say she came to seek you there. You shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	never take her without her answer, unless you take" & @CRLF & _
                "	her without her tongue. O, that woman that cannot" & @CRLF & _
                "	make her fault her husband's occasion, let her" & @CRLF & _
                "	never nurse her child herself, for she will breed" & @CRLF & _
                "	it like a fool!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	For these two hours, Rosalind, I will leave thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Alas! dear love, I cannot lack thee two hours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I must attend the duke at dinner: by two o'clock I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will be with thee again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Ay, go your ways, go your ways; I knew what you" & @CRLF & _
                "	would prove: my friends told me as much, and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	thought no less: that flattering tongue of yours" & @CRLF & _
                "	won me: 'tis but one cast away, and so, come," & @CRLF & _
                "	death! Two o'clock is your hour?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Ay, sweet Rosalind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	By my troth, and in good earnest, and so God mend" & @CRLF & _
                "	me, and by all pretty oaths that are not dangerous," & @CRLF & _
                "	if you break one jot of your promise or come one" & @CRLF & _
                "	minute behind your hour, I will think you the most" & @CRLF & _
                "	pathetical break-promise and the most hollow lover" & @CRLF & _
                "	and the most unworthy of her you call Rosalind that" & @CRLF & _
                "	may be chosen out of the gross band of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	unfaithful: therefore beware my censure and keep" & @CRLF & _
                "	your promise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	With no less religion than if thou wert indeed my" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rosalind: so adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Well, Time is the old justice that examines all such" & @CRLF & _
                "	offenders, and let Time try: adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit ORLANDO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	You have simply misused our sex in your love-prate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	we must have your doublet and hose plucked over your" & @CRLF & _
                "	head, and show the world what the bird hath done to" & @CRLF & _
                "	her own nest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	O coz, coz, coz, my pretty little coz, that thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	didst know how many fathom deep I am in love! But" & @CRLF & _
                "	it cannot be sounded: my affection hath an unknown" & @CRLF & _
                "	bottom, like the bay of Portugal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Or rather, bottomless, that as fast as you pour" & @CRLF & _
                "	affection in, it runs out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	No, that same wicked bastard of Venus that was begot" & @CRLF & _
                "	of thought, conceived of spleen and born of madness," & @CRLF & _
                "	that blind rascally boy that abuses every one's eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	because his own are out, let him be judge how deep I" & @CRLF & _
                "	am in love. I'll tell thee, Aliena, I cannot be out" & @CRLF & _
                "	of the sight of Orlando: I'll go find a shadow and" & @CRLF & _
                "	sigh till he come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	And I'll sleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	AS YOU LIKE IT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The forest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JAQUES, Lords, and Foresters]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	Which is he that killed the deer?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "A Lord	Sir, it was I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	Let's present him to the duke, like a Roman" & @CRLF & _
                "	conqueror; and it would do well to set the deer's" & @CRLF & _
                "	horns upon his head, for a branch of victory. Have" & @CRLF & _
                "	you no song, forester, for this purpose?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Forester	Yes, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	Sing it: 'tis no matter how it be in tune, so it" & @CRLF & _
                "	make noise enough." & @CRLF & _
                "	" & @CRLF & _
                "	SONG." & @CRLF & _
                "Forester	What shall he have that kill'd the deer?" & @CRLF & _
                "	His leather skin and horns to wear." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then sing him home;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The rest shall bear this burden]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take thou no scorn to wear the horn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It was a crest ere thou wast born:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy father's father wore it," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thy father bore it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The horn, the horn, the lusty horn" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not a thing to laugh to scorn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	AS YOU LIKE IT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The forest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROSALIND and CELIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	How say you now? Is it not past two o'clock? and" & @CRLF & _
                "	here much Orlando!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	I warrant you, with pure love and troubled brain, he" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath ta'en his bow and arrows and is gone forth to" & @CRLF & _
                "	sleep. Look, who comes here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SILVIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	My errand is to you, fair youth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My gentle Phebe bid me give you this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know not the contents; but, as I guess" & @CRLF & _
                "	By the stern brow and waspish action" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which she did use as she was writing of it," & @CRLF & _
                "	It bears an angry tenor: pardon me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am but as a guiltless messenger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Patience herself would startle at this letter" & @CRLF & _
                "	And play the swaggerer; bear this, bear all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She says I am not fair, that I lack manners;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She calls me proud, and that she could not love me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were man as rare as phoenix. 'Od's my will!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her love is not the hare that I do hunt:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why writes she so to me? Well, shepherd, well," & @CRLF & _
                "	This is a letter of your own device." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	No, I protest, I know not the contents:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Phebe did write it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Come, come, you are a fool" & @CRLF & _
                "	And turn'd into the extremity of love." & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw her hand: she has a leathern hand." & @CRLF & _
                "	A freestone-colour'd hand; I verily did think" & @CRLF & _
                "	That her old gloves were on, but 'twas her hands:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She has a huswife's hand; but that's no matter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I say she never did invent this letter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is a man's invention and his hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	Sure, it is hers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Why, 'tis a boisterous and a cruel style." & @CRLF & _
                "	A style for-challengers; why, she defies me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like Turk to Christian: women's gentle brain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could not drop forth such giant-rude invention" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such Ethiope words, blacker in their effect" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than in their countenance. Will you hear the letter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	So please you, for I never heard it yet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet heard too much of Phebe's cruelty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	She Phebes me: mark how the tyrant writes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Art thou god to shepherd turn'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	That a maiden's heart hath burn'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can a woman rail thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	Call you this railing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, thy godhead laid apart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Warr'st thou with a woman's heart?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did you ever hear such railing?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles the eye of man did woo me," & @CRLF & _
                "	That could do no vengeance to me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Meaning me a beast." & @CRLF & _
                "	If the scorn of your bright eyne" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have power to raise such love in mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Alack, in me what strange effect" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would they work in mild aspect!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles you chid me, I did love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	How then might your prayers move!" & @CRLF & _
                "	He that brings this love to thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Little knows this love in me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by him seal up thy mind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether that thy youth and kind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will the faithful offer take" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of me and all that I can make;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else by him my love deny," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then I'll study how to die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	Call you this chiding?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Alas, poor shepherd!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Do you pity him? no, he deserves no pity. Wilt" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou love such a woman? What, to make thee an" & @CRLF & _
                "	instrument and play false strains upon thee! not to" & @CRLF & _
                "	be endured! Well, go your way to her, for I see" & @CRLF & _
                "	love hath made thee a tame snake, and say this to" & @CRLF & _
                "	her: that if she love me, I charge her to love" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee; if she will not, I will never have her unless" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou entreat for her. If you be a true lover," & @CRLF & _
                "	hence, and not a word; for here comes more company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit SILVIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OLIVER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	Good morrow, fair ones: pray you, if you know," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where in the purlieus of this forest stands" & @CRLF & _
                "	A sheep-cote fenced about with olive trees?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	West of this place, down in the neighbour bottom:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rank of osiers by the murmuring stream" & @CRLF & _
                "	Left on your right hand brings you to the place." & @CRLF & _
                "	But at this hour the house doth keep itself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's none within." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	If that an eye may profit by a tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then should I know you by description;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such garments and such years: 'The boy is fair," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of female favour, and bestows himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a ripe sister: the woman low" & @CRLF & _
                "	And browner than her brother.' Are not you" & @CRLF & _
                "	The owner of the house I did inquire for?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	It is no boast, being ask'd, to say we are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	Orlando doth commend him to you both," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to that youth he calls his Rosalind" & @CRLF & _
                "	He sends this bloody napkin. Are you he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I am: what must we understand by this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	Some of my shame; if you will know of me" & @CRLF & _
                "	What man I am, and how, and why, and where" & @CRLF & _
                "	This handkercher was stain'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	I pray you, tell it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	When last the young Orlando parted from you" & @CRLF & _
                "	He left a promise to return again" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within an hour, and pacing through the forest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Chewing the food of sweet and bitter fancy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lo, what befell! he threw his eye aside," & @CRLF & _
                "	And mark what object did present itself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under an oak, whose boughs were moss'd with age" & @CRLF & _
                "	And high top bald with dry antiquity," & @CRLF & _
                "	A wretched ragged man, o'ergrown with hair," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lay sleeping on his back: about his neck" & @CRLF & _
                "	A green and gilded snake had wreathed itself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who with her head nimble in threats approach'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The opening of his mouth; but suddenly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seeing Orlando, it unlink'd itself," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with indented glides did slip away" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into a bush: under which bush's shade" & @CRLF & _
                "	A lioness, with udders all drawn dry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lay couching, head on ground, with catlike watch," & @CRLF & _
                "	When that the sleeping man should stir; for 'tis" & @CRLF & _
                "	The royal disposition of that beast" & @CRLF & _
                "	To prey on nothing that doth seem as dead:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This seen, Orlando did approach the man" & @CRLF & _
                "	And found it was his brother, his elder brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	O, I have heard him speak of that same brother;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he did render him the most unnatural" & @CRLF & _
                "	That lived amongst men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	And well he might so do," & @CRLF & _
                "	For well I know he was unnatural." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	But, to Orlando: did he leave him there," & @CRLF & _
                "	Food to the suck'd and hungry lioness?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	Twice did he turn his back and purposed so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But kindness, nobler ever than revenge," & @CRLF & _
                "	And nature, stronger than his just occasion," & @CRLF & _
                "	Made him give battle to the lioness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who quickly fell before him: in which hurtling" & @CRLF & _
                "	From miserable slumber I awaked." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Are you his brother?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Wast you he rescued?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Was't you that did so oft contrive to kill him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	'Twas I; but 'tis not I	I do not shame" & @CRLF & _
                "	To tell you what I was, since my conversion" & @CRLF & _
                "	So sweetly tastes, being the thing I am." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	But, for the bloody napkin?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	By and by." & @CRLF & _
                "	When from the first to last betwixt us two" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tears our recountments had most kindly bathed," & @CRLF & _
                "	As how I came into that desert place:--" & @CRLF & _
                "	In brief, he led me to the gentle duke," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who gave me fresh array and entertainment," & @CRLF & _
                "	Committing me unto my brother's love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who led me instantly unto his cave," & @CRLF & _
                "	There stripp'd himself, and here upon his arm" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lioness had torn some flesh away," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which all this while had bled; and now he fainted" & @CRLF & _
                "	And cried, in fainting, upon Rosalind." & @CRLF & _
                "	Brief, I recover'd him, bound up his wound;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, after some small space, being strong at heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	He sent me hither, stranger as I am," & @CRLF & _
                "	To tell this story, that you might excuse" & @CRLF & _
                "	His broken promise, and to give this napkin" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dyed in his blood unto the shepherd youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he in sport doth call his Rosalind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[ROSALIND swoons]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Why, how now, Ganymede! sweet Ganymede!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	Many will swoon when they do look on blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	There is more in it. Cousin Ganymede!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	Look, he recovers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I would I were at home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	We'll lead you thither." & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you, will you take him by the arm?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	Be of good cheer, youth: you a man! you lack a" & @CRLF & _
                "	man's heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I do so, I confess it. Ah, sirrah, a body would" & @CRLF & _
                "	think this was well counterfeited! I pray you, tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	your brother how well I counterfeited. Heigh-ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	This was not counterfeit: there is too great" & @CRLF & _
                "	testimony in your complexion that it was a passion" & @CRLF & _
                "	of earnest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Counterfeit, I assure you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	Well then, take a good heart and counterfeit to be a man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	So I do: but, i' faith, I should have been a woman by right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CELIA	Come, you look paler and paler: pray you, draw" & @CRLF & _
                "	homewards. Good sir, go with us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	That will I, for I must bear answer back" & @CRLF & _
                "	How you excuse my brother, Rosalind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I shall devise something: but, I pray you, commend" & @CRLF & _
                "	my counterfeiting to him. Will you go?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	AS YOU LIKE IT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The forest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	We shall find a time, Audrey; patience, gentle Audrey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUDREY	Faith, the priest was good enough, for all the old" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentleman's saying." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	A most wicked Sir Oliver, Audrey, a most vile" & @CRLF & _
                "	Martext. But, Audrey, there is a youth here in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	forest lays claim to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUDREY	Ay, I know who 'tis; he hath no interest in me in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the world: here comes the man you mean." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	It is meat and drink to me to see a clown: by my" & @CRLF & _
                "	troth, we that have good wits have much to answer" & @CRLF & _
                "	for; we shall be flouting; we cannot hold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter WILLIAM]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM	Good even, Audrey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUDREY	God ye good even, William." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM	And good even to you, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Good even, gentle friend. Cover thy head, cover thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	head; nay, prithee, be covered. How old are you, friend?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM	Five and twenty, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	A ripe age. Is thy name William?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM	William, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	A fair name. Wast born i' the forest here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM	Ay, sir, I thank God." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	'Thank God;' a good answer. Art rich?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM	Faith, sir, so so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	'So so' is good, very good, very excellent good; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	yet it is not; it is but so so. Art thou wise?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM	Ay, sir, I have a pretty wit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Why, thou sayest well. I do now remember a saying," & @CRLF & _
                "	'The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man" & @CRLF & _
                "	knows himself to be a fool.' The heathen" & @CRLF & _
                "	philosopher, when he had a desire to eat a grape," & @CRLF & _
                "	would open his lips when he put it into his mouth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	meaning thereby that grapes were made to eat and" & @CRLF & _
                "	lips to open. You do love this maid?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM	I do, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Give me your hand. Art thou learned?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM	No, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Then learn this of me: to have, is to have; for it" & @CRLF & _
                "	is a figure in rhetoric that drink, being poured out" & @CRLF & _
                "	of a cup into a glass, by filling the one doth empty" & @CRLF & _
                "	the other; for all your writers do consent that ipse" & @CRLF & _
                "	is he: now, you are not ipse, for I am he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM	Which he, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	He, sir, that must marry this woman. Therefore, you" & @CRLF & _
                "	clown, abandon,--which is in the vulgar leave,--the" & @CRLF & _
                "	society,--which in the boorish is company,--of this" & @CRLF & _
                "	female,--which in the common is woman; which" & @CRLF & _
                "	together is, abandon the society of this female, or," & @CRLF & _
                "	clown, thou perishest; or, to thy better" & @CRLF & _
                "	understanding, diest; or, to wit I kill thee, make" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee away, translate thy life into death, thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	liberty into bondage: I will deal in poison with" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee, or in bastinado, or in steel; I will bandy" & @CRLF & _
                "	with thee in faction; I will o'errun thee with" & @CRLF & _
                "	policy; I will kill thee a hundred and fifty ways:" & @CRLF & _
                "	therefore tremble and depart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUDREY	Do, good William." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM	God rest you merry, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CORIN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIN	Our master and mistress seeks you; come, away, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Trip, Audrey! trip, Audrey! I attend, I attend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	AS YOU LIKE IT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The forest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ORLANDO and OLIVER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Is't possible that on so little acquaintance you" & @CRLF & _
                "	should like her? that but seeing you should love" & @CRLF & _
                "	her? and loving woo? and, wooing, she should" & @CRLF & _
                "	grant? and will you persever to enjoy her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	Neither call the giddiness of it in question, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	poverty of her, the small acquaintance, my sudden" & @CRLF & _
                "	wooing, nor her sudden consenting; but say with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	I love Aliena; say with her that she loves me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	consent with both that we may enjoy each other: it" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall be to your good; for my father's house and all" & @CRLF & _
                "	the revenue that was old Sir Rowland's will I" & @CRLF & _
                "	estate upon you, and here live and die a shepherd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	You have my consent. Let your wedding be to-morrow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	thither will I invite the duke and all's contented" & @CRLF & _
                "	followers. Go you and prepare Aliena; for look" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, here comes my Rosalind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROSALIND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	God save you, brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVER	And you, fair sister." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	O, my dear Orlando, how it grieves me to see thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	wear thy heart in a scarf!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	It is my arm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I thought thy heart had been wounded with the claws" & @CRLF & _
                "	of a lion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Wounded it is, but with the eyes of a lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Did your brother tell you how I counterfeited to" & @CRLF & _
                "	swoon when he showed me your handkerchief?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Ay, and greater wonders than that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	O, I know where you are: nay, 'tis true: there was" & @CRLF & _
                "	never any thing so sudden but the fight of two rams" & @CRLF & _
                "	and Caesar's thrasonical brag of 'I came, saw, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	overcame:' for your brother and my sister no sooner" & @CRLF & _
                "	met but they looked, no sooner looked but they" & @CRLF & _
                "	loved, no sooner loved but they sighed, no sooner" & @CRLF & _
                "	sighed but they asked one another the reason, no" & @CRLF & _
                "	sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and in these degrees have they made a pair of stairs" & @CRLF & _
                "	to marriage which they will climb incontinent, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	else be incontinent before marriage: they are in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the very wrath of love and they will together; clubs" & @CRLF & _
                "	cannot part them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	They shall be married to-morrow, and I will bid the" & @CRLF & _
                "	duke to the nuptial. But, O, how bitter a thing it" & @CRLF & _
                "	is to look into happiness through another man's" & @CRLF & _
                "	eyes! By so much the more shall I to-morrow be at" & @CRLF & _
                "	the height of heart-heaviness, by how much I shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	think my brother happy in having what he wishes for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Why then, to-morrow I cannot serve your turn for Rosalind?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I can live no longer by thinking." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I will weary you then no longer with idle talking." & @CRLF & _
                "	Know of me then, for now I speak to some purpose," & @CRLF & _
                "	that I know you are a gentleman of good conceit: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak not this that you should bear a good opinion" & @CRLF & _
                "	of my knowledge, insomuch I say I know you are;" & @CRLF & _
                "	neither do I labour for a greater esteem than may in" & @CRLF & _
                "	some little measure draw a belief from you, to do" & @CRLF & _
                "	yourself good and not to grace me. Believe then, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	you please, that I can do strange things: I have," & @CRLF & _
                "	since I was three year old, conversed with a" & @CRLF & _
                "	magician, most profound in his art and yet not" & @CRLF & _
                "	damnable. If you do love Rosalind so near the heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	as your gesture cries it out, when your brother" & @CRLF & _
                "	marries Aliena, shall you marry her: I know into" & @CRLF & _
                "	what straits of fortune she is driven; and it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	not impossible to me, if it appear not inconvenient" & @CRLF & _
                "	to you, to set her before your eyes tomorrow human" & @CRLF & _
                "	as she is and without any danger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Speakest thou in sober meanings?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	By my life, I do; which I tender dearly, though I" & @CRLF & _
                "	say I am a magician. Therefore, put you in your" & @CRLF & _
                "	best array: bid your friends; for if you will be" & @CRLF & _
                "	married to-morrow, you shall, and to Rosalind, if you will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SILVIUS and PHEBE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, here comes a lover of mine and a lover of hers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEBE	Youth, you have done me much ungentleness," & @CRLF & _
                "	To show the letter that I writ to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I care not if I have: it is my study" & @CRLF & _
                "	To seem despiteful and ungentle to you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are there followed by a faithful shepherd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look upon him, love him; he worships you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEBE	Good shepherd, tell this youth what 'tis to love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	It is to be all made of sighs and tears;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so am I for Phebe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEBE	And I for Ganymede." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	And I for Rosalind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	And I for no woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	It is to be all made of faith and service;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so am I for Phebe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEBE	And I for Ganymede." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	And I for Rosalind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	And I for no woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	It is to be all made of fantasy," & @CRLF & _
                "	All made of passion and all made of wishes," & @CRLF & _
                "	All adoration, duty, and observance," & @CRLF & _
                "	All humbleness, all patience and impatience," & @CRLF & _
                "	All purity, all trial, all observance;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so am I for Phebe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEBE	And so am I for Ganymede." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	And so am I for Rosalind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	And so am I for no woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEBE	If this be so, why blame you me to love you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	If this be so, why blame you me to love you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	If this be so, why blame you me to love you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Who do you speak to, 'Why blame you me to love you?'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	To her that is not here, nor doth not hear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Pray you, no more of this; 'tis like the howling" & @CRLF & _
                "	of Irish wolves against the moon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To SILVIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will help you, if I can:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To PHEBE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would love you, if I could. To-morrow meet me all together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To PHEBE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will marry you, if ever I marry woman, and I'll be" & @CRLF & _
                "	married to-morrow:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To ORLANDO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will satisfy you, if ever I satisfied man, and you" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall be married to-morrow:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To SILVIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will content you, if what pleases you contents" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, and you shall be married to-morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To ORLANDO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you love Rosalind, meet:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To SILVIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	as you love Phebe, meet: and as I love no woman," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll meet. So fare you well: I have left you commands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	I'll not fail, if I live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEBE	Nor I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	Nor I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	AS YOU LIKE IT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The forest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	To-morrow is the joyful day, Audrey; to-morrow will" & @CRLF & _
                "	we be married." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUDREY	I do desire it with all my heart; and I hope it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	no dishonest desire to desire to be a woman of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	world. Here comes two of the banished duke's pages." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two Pages]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Page	Well met, honest gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	By my troth, well met. Come, sit, sit, and a song." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Page	We are for you: sit i' the middle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Page	Shall we clap into't roundly, without hawking or" & @CRLF & _
                "	spitting or saying we are hoarse, which are the only" & @CRLF & _
                "	prologues to a bad voice?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Page	I'faith, i'faith; and both in a tune, like two" & @CRLF & _
                "	gipsies on a horse." & @CRLF & _
                "	" & @CRLF & _
                "	SONG." & @CRLF & _
                "	It was a lover and his lass," & @CRLF & _
                "	With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino," & @CRLF & _
                "	That o'er the green corn-field did pass" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the spring time, the only pretty ring time," & @CRLF & _
                "	When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet lovers love the spring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between the acres of the rye," & @CRLF & _
                "	With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino" & @CRLF & _
                "	These pretty country folks would lie," & @CRLF & _
                "	In spring time, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	This carol they began that hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino," & @CRLF & _
                "	How that a life was but a flower" & @CRLF & _
                "	In spring time, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore take the present time," & @CRLF & _
                "	With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For love is crowned with the prime" & @CRLF & _
                "	In spring time, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Truly, young gentlemen, though there was no great" & @CRLF & _
                "	matter in the ditty, yet the note was very" & @CRLF & _
                "	untuneable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Page	You are deceived, sir: we kept time, we lost not our time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	By my troth, yes; I count it but time lost to hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	such a foolish song. God be wi' you; and God mend" & @CRLF & _
                "	your voices! Come, Audrey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	AS YOU LIKE IT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	The forest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE SENIOR, AMIENS, JAQUES, ORLANDO, OLIVER," & @CRLF & _
                "	and CELIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	Dost thou believe, Orlando, that the boy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can do all this that he hath promised?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	I sometimes do believe, and sometimes do not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As those that fear they hope, and know they fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROSALIND, SILVIUS, and PHEBE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	Patience once more, whiles our compact is urged:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You say, if I bring in your Rosalind," & @CRLF & _
                "	You will bestow her on Orlando here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	That would I, had I kingdoms to give with her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	And you say, you will have her, when I bring her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	That would I, were I of all kingdoms king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	You say, you'll marry me, if I be willing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEBE	That will I, should I die the hour after." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	But if you do refuse to marry me," & @CRLF & _
                "	You'll give yourself to this most faithful shepherd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEBE	So is the bargain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	You say, that you'll have Phebe, if she will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIUS	Though to have her and death were both one thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I have promised to make all this matter even." & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep you your word, O duke, to give your daughter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You yours, Orlando, to receive his daughter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep your word, Phebe, that you'll marry me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else refusing me, to wed this shepherd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep your word, Silvius, that you'll marry her." & @CRLF & _
                "	If she refuse me: and from hence I go," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make these doubts all even." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ROSALIND and CELIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	I do remember in this shepherd boy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some lively touches of my daughter's favour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	My lord, the first time that I ever saw him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methought he was a brother to your daughter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, my good lord, this boy is forest-born," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hath been tutor'd in the rudiments" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of many desperate studies by his uncle," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom he reports to be a great magician," & @CRLF & _
                "	Obscured in the circle of this forest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	There is, sure, another flood toward, and these" & @CRLF & _
                "	couples are coming to the ark. Here comes a pair of" & @CRLF & _
                "	very strange beasts, which in all tongues are called fools." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Salutation and greeting to you all!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	Good my lord, bid him welcome: this is the" & @CRLF & _
                "	motley-minded gentleman that I have so often met in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the forest: he hath been a courtier, he swears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	If any man doubt that, let him put me to my" & @CRLF & _
                "	purgation. I have trod a measure; I have flattered" & @CRLF & _
                "	a lady; I have been politic with my friend, smooth" & @CRLF & _
                "	with mine enemy; I have undone three tailors; I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	had four quarrels, and like to have fought one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	And how was that ta'en up?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Faith, we met, and found the quarrel was upon the" & @CRLF & _
                "	seventh cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	How seventh cause? Good my lord, like this fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	I like him very well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	God 'ild you, sir; I desire you of the like. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	press in here, sir, amongst the rest of the country" & @CRLF & _
                "	copulatives, to swear and to forswear: according as" & @CRLF & _
                "	marriage binds and blood breaks: a poor virgin," & @CRLF & _
                "	sir, an ill-favoured thing, sir, but mine own; a poor" & @CRLF & _
                "	humour of mine, sir, to take that that no man else" & @CRLF & _
                "	will: rich honesty dwells like a miser, sir, in a" & @CRLF & _
                "	poor house; as your pearl in your foul oyster." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	By my faith, he is very swift and sententious." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	According to the fool's bolt, sir, and such dulcet diseases." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	But, for the seventh cause; how did you find the" & @CRLF & _
                "	quarrel on the seventh cause?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	Upon a lie seven times removed:--bear your body more" & @CRLF & _
                "	seeming, Audrey:--as thus, sir. I did dislike the" & @CRLF & _
                "	cut of a certain courtier's beard: he sent me word," & @CRLF & _
                "	if I said his beard was not cut well, he was in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	mind it was: this is called the Retort Courteous." & @CRLF & _
                "	If I sent him word again 'it was not well cut,' he" & @CRLF & _
                "	would send me word, he cut it to please himself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	this is called the Quip Modest. If again 'it was" & @CRLF & _
                "	not well cut,' he disabled my judgment: this is" & @CRLF & _
                "	called the Reply Churlish. If again 'it was not" & @CRLF & _
                "	well cut,' he would answer, I spake not true: this" & @CRLF & _
                "	is called the Reproof Valiant. If again 'it was not" & @CRLF & _
                "	well cut,' he would say I lied: this is called the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Counter-cheque Quarrelsome: and so to the Lie" & @CRLF & _
                "	Circumstantial and the Lie Direct." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	And how oft did you say his beard was not well cut?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	I durst go no further than the Lie Circumstantial," & @CRLF & _
                "	nor he durst not give me the Lie Direct; and so we" & @CRLF & _
                "	measured swords and parted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	Can you nominate in order now the degrees of the lie?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHSTONE	O sir, we quarrel in print, by the book; as you have" & @CRLF & _
                "	books for good manners: I will name you the degrees." & @CRLF & _
                "	The first, the Retort Courteous; the second, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Quip Modest; the third, the Reply Churlish; the" & @CRLF & _
                "	fourth, the Reproof Valiant; the fifth, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Countercheque Quarrelsome; the sixth, the Lie with" & @CRLF & _
                "	Circumstance; the seventh, the Lie Direct. All" & @CRLF & _
                "	these you may avoid but the Lie Direct; and you may" & @CRLF & _
                "	avoid that too, with an If. I knew when seven" & @CRLF & _
                "	justices could not take up a quarrel, but when the" & @CRLF & _
                "	parties were met themselves, one of them thought but" & @CRLF & _
                "	of an If, as, 'If you said so, then I said so;' and" & @CRLF & _
                "	they shook hands and swore brothers. Your If is the" & @CRLF & _
                "	only peacemaker; much virtue in If." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	Is not this a rare fellow, my lord? he's as good at" & @CRLF & _
                "	any thing and yet a fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	He uses his folly like a stalking-horse and under" & @CRLF & _
                "	the presentation of that he shoots his wit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HYMEN, ROSALIND, and CELIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Still Music]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HYMEN	        Then is there mirth in heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	When earthly things made even" & @CRLF & _
                "	Atone together." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good duke, receive thy daughter" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hymen from heaven brought her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, brought her hither," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou mightst join her hand with his" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose heart within his bosom is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	[To DUKE SENIOR]  To you I give myself, for I am yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To ORLANDO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	To you I give myself, for I am yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	If there be truth in sight, you are my daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLANDO	If there be truth in sight, you are my Rosalind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEBE	If sight and shape be true," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why then, my love adieu!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	I'll have no father, if you be not he:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll have no husband, if you be not he:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor ne'er wed woman, if you be not she." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HYMEN	        Peace, ho! I bar confusion:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis I must make conclusion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of these most strange events:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here's eight that must take hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	To join in Hymen's bands," & @CRLF & _
                "	If truth holds true contents." & @CRLF & _
                "	You and you no cross shall part:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You and you are heart in heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	You to his love must accord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or have a woman to your lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You and you are sure together," & @CRLF & _
                "	As the winter to foul weather." & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles a wedlock-hymn we sing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Feed yourselves with questioning;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That reason wonder may diminish," & @CRLF & _
                "	How thus we met, and these things finish." & @CRLF & _
                "	" & @CRLF & _
                "	SONG." & @CRLF & _
                "	Wedding is great Juno's crown:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O blessed bond of board and bed!" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis Hymen peoples every town;" & @CRLF & _
                "	High wedlock then be honoured:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Honour, high honour and renown," & @CRLF & _
                "	To Hymen, god of every town!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	O my dear niece, welcome thou art to me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even daughter, welcome, in no less degree." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEBE	I will not eat my word, now thou art mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy faith my fancy to thee doth combine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JAQUES DE BOYS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES DE BOYS	Let me have audience for a word or two:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am the second son of old Sir Rowland," & @CRLF & _
                "	That bring these tidings to this fair assembly." & @CRLF & _
                "	Duke Frederick, hearing how that every day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Men of great worth resorted to this forest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Address'd a mighty power; which were on foot," & @CRLF & _
                "	In his own conduct, purposely to take" & @CRLF & _
                "	His brother here and put him to the sword:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to the skirts of this wild wood he came;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where meeting with an old religious man," & @CRLF & _
                "	After some question with him, was converted" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both from his enterprise and from the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	His crown bequeathing to his banish'd brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all their lands restored to them again" & @CRLF & _
                "	That were with him exiled. This to be true," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do engage my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	Welcome, young man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou offer'st fairly to thy brothers' wedding:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To one his lands withheld, and to the other" & @CRLF & _
                "	A land itself at large, a potent dukedom." & @CRLF & _
                "	First, in this forest, let us do those ends" & @CRLF & _
                "	That here were well begun and well begot:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And after, every of this happy number" & @CRLF & _
                "	That have endured shrewd days and nights with us" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall share the good of our returned fortune," & @CRLF & _
                "	According to the measure of their states." & @CRLF & _
                "	Meantime, forget this new-fall'n dignity" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fall into our rustic revelry." & @CRLF & _
                "	Play, music! And you, brides and bridegrooms all," & @CRLF & _
                "	With measure heap'd in joy, to the measures fall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	Sir, by your patience. If I heard you rightly," & @CRLF & _
                "	The duke hath put on a religious life" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thrown into neglect the pompous court?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES DE BOYS	He hath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	To him will I : out of these convertites" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is much matter to be heard and learn'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To DUKE SENIOR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You to your former honour I bequeath;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your patience and your virtue well deserves it:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To ORLANDO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You to a love that your true faith doth merit:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To OLIVER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You to your land and love and great allies:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To SILVIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You to a long and well-deserved bed:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To TOUCHSTONE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you to wrangling; for thy loving voyage" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is but for two months victuall'd. So, to your pleasures:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am for other than for dancing measures." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	Stay, Jaques, stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUES	To see no pastime I	what you would have" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll stay to know at your abandon'd cave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SENIOR	Proceed, proceed: we will begin these rites," & @CRLF & _
                "	As we do trust they'll end, in true delights." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A dance]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	AS YOU LIKE IT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	EPILOGUE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALIND	It is not the fashion to see the lady the epilogue;" & @CRLF & _
                "	but it is no more unhandsome than to see the lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	the prologue. If it be true that good wine needs" & @CRLF & _
                "	no bush, 'tis true that a good play needs no" & @CRLF & _
                "	epilogue; yet to good wine they do use good bushes," & @CRLF & _
                "	and good plays prove the better by the help of good" & @CRLF & _
                "	epilogues. What a case am I in then, that am" & @CRLF & _
                "	neither a good epilogue nor cannot insinuate with" & @CRLF & _
                "	you in the behalf of a good play! I am not" & @CRLF & _
                "	furnished like a beggar, therefore to beg will not" & @CRLF & _
                "	become me: my way is to conjure you; and I'll begin" & @CRLF & _
                "	with the women. I charge you, O women, for the love" & @CRLF & _
                "	you bear to men, to like as much of this play as" & @CRLF & _
                "	please you: and I charge you, O men, for the love" & @CRLF & _
                "	you bear to women--as I perceive by your simpering," & @CRLF & _
                "	none of you hates them--that between you and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	women the play may please. If I were a woman I" & @CRLF & _
                "	would kiss as many of you as had beards that pleased" & @CRLF & _
                "	me, complexions that liked me and breaths that I" & @CRLF & _
                "	defied not: and, I am sure, as many as have good" & @CRLF & _
                "	beards or good faces or sweet breaths will, for my" & @CRLF & _
                "	kind offer, when I make curtsy, bid me farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE COMEDY OF ERRORS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SOLINUS	Duke of Ephesus. (DUKE SOLINUS:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEGEON	a merchant of Syracuse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  twin brothers, and sons to AEgeon and AEmilia." & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  twin brothers, and attendants on the two Antipholuses." & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHAZAR	a merchant" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	a goldsmith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Merchant	friend to Antipholus of Syracuse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Merchant	to whom Angelo is a debtor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PINCH	a schoolmaster." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEMILIA	wife to AEgeon, an abbess at Ephesus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	wife to Antipholus of Ephesus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	her sister." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCE	servant to Adriana." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Courtezan." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gaoler, Officers, and other Attendants" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Gaoler:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Officer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Ephesus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE COMEDY OF ERRORS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A hall in DUKE SOLINUS'S palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE SOLINUS, AEGEON, Gaoler, Officers, and other" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEGEON	Proceed, Solinus, to procure my fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by the doom of death end woes and all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SOLINUS	Merchant of Syracuse, plead no more;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not partial to infringe our laws:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The enmity and discord which of late" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sprung from the rancorous outrage of your duke" & @CRLF & _
                "	To merchants, our well-dealing countrymen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who wanting guilders to redeem their lives" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have seal'd his rigorous statutes with their bloods," & @CRLF & _
                "	Excludes all pity from our threatening looks." & @CRLF & _
                "	For, since the mortal and intestine jars" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twixt thy seditious countrymen and us," & @CRLF & _
                "	It hath in solemn synods been decreed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both by the Syracusians and ourselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	To admit no traffic to our adverse towns Nay, more," & @CRLF & _
                "	If any born at Ephesus be seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	At any Syracusian marts and fairs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Again: if any Syracusian born" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come to the bay of Ephesus, he dies," & @CRLF & _
                "	His goods confiscate to the duke's dispose," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless a thousand marks be levied," & @CRLF & _
                "	To quit the penalty and to ransom him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy substance, valued at the highest rate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot amount unto a hundred marks;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore by law thou art condemned to die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEGEON	Yet this my comfort: when your words are done," & @CRLF & _
                "	My woes end likewise with the evening sun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SOLINUS	Well, Syracusian, say in brief the cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why thou departed'st from thy native home" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for what cause thou camest to Ephesus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEGEON	A heavier task could not have been imposed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than I to speak my griefs unspeakable:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, that the world may witness that my end" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was wrought by nature, not by vile offence," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll utter what my sorrows give me leave." & @CRLF & _
                "	In Syracusa was I born, and wed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto a woman, happy but for me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by me, had not our hap been bad." & @CRLF & _
                "	With her I lived in joy; our wealth increased" & @CRLF & _
                "	By prosperous voyages I often made" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Epidamnum; till my factor's death" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the great care of goods at random left" & @CRLF & _
                "	Drew me from kind embracements of my spouse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	From whom my absence was not six months old" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before herself, almost at fainting under" & @CRLF & _
                "	The pleasing punishment that women bear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had made provision for her following me" & @CRLF & _
                "	And soon and safe arrived where I was." & @CRLF & _
                "	There had she not been long, but she became" & @CRLF & _
                "	A joyful mother of two goodly sons;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, which was strange, the one so like the other," & @CRLF & _
                "	As could not be distinguish'd but by names." & @CRLF & _
                "	That very hour, and in the self-same inn," & @CRLF & _
                "	A meaner woman was delivered" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of such a burden, male twins, both alike:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those,--for their parents were exceeding poor,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I bought and brought up to attend my sons." & @CRLF & _
                "	My wife, not meanly proud of two such boys," & @CRLF & _
                "	Made daily motions for our home return:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unwilling I agreed. Alas! too soon," & @CRLF & _
                "	We came aboard." & @CRLF & _
                "	A league from Epidamnum had we sail'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before the always wind-obeying deep" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gave any tragic instance of our harm:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But longer did we not retain much hope;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For what obscured light the heavens did grant" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did but convey unto our fearful minds" & @CRLF & _
                "	A doubtful warrant of immediate death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which though myself would gladly have embraced," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet the incessant weepings of my wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	Weeping before for what she saw must come," & @CRLF & _
                "	And piteous plainings of the pretty babes," & @CRLF & _
                "	That mourn'd for fashion, ignorant what to fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forced me to seek delays for them and me." & @CRLF & _
                "	And this it was, for other means was none:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sailors sought for safety by our boat," & @CRLF & _
                "	And left the ship, then sinking-ripe, to us:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My wife, more careful for the latter-born," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had fasten'd him unto a small spare mast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such as seafaring men provide for storms;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To him one of the other twins was bound," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst I had been like heedful of the other:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The children thus disposed, my wife and I," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fixing our eyes on whom our care was fix'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fasten'd ourselves at either end the mast;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And floating straight, obedient to the stream," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was carried towards Corinth, as we thought." & @CRLF & _
                "	At length the sun, gazing upon the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dispersed those vapours that offended us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by the benefit of his wished light," & @CRLF & _
                "	The seas wax'd calm, and we discovered" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two ships from far making amain to us," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Corinth that, of Epidaurus this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But ere they came,--O, let me say no more!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gather the sequel by that went before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SOLINUS	Nay, forward, old man; do not break off so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For we may pity, though not pardon thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEGEON	O, had the gods done so, I had not now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Worthily term'd them merciless to us!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, ere the ships could meet by twice five leagues," & @CRLF & _
                "	We were encounterd by a mighty rock;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which being violently borne upon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our helpful ship was splitted in the midst;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So that, in this unjust divorce of us," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fortune had left to both of us alike" & @CRLF & _
                "	What to delight in, what to sorrow for." & @CRLF & _
                "	Her part, poor soul! seeming as burdened" & @CRLF & _
                "	With lesser weight but not with lesser woe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was carried with more speed before the wind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in our sight they three were taken up" & @CRLF & _
                "	By fishermen of Corinth, as we thought." & @CRLF & _
                "	At length, another ship had seized on us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, knowing whom it was their hap to save," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gave healthful welcome to their shipwreck'd guests;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And would have reft the fishers of their prey," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had not their bark been very slow of sail;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore homeward did they bend their course." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus have you heard me sever'd from my bliss;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That by misfortunes was my life prolong'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	To tell sad stories of my own mishaps." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SOLINUS	And for the sake of them thou sorrowest for," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do me the favour to dilate at full" & @CRLF & _
                "	What hath befall'n of them and thee till now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEGEON	My youngest boy, and yet my eldest care," & @CRLF & _
                "	At eighteen years became inquisitive" & @CRLF & _
                "	After his brother: and importuned me" & @CRLF & _
                "	That his attendant--so his case was like," & @CRLF & _
                "	Reft of his brother, but retain'd his name--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might bear him company in the quest of him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom whilst I labour'd of a love to see," & @CRLF & _
                "	I hazarded the loss of whom I loved." & @CRLF & _
                "	Five summers have I spent in furthest Greece," & @CRLF & _
                "	Roaming clean through the bounds of Asia," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, coasting homeward, came to Ephesus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hopeless to find, yet loath to leave unsought" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or that or any place that harbours men." & @CRLF & _
                "	But here must end the story of my life;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And happy were I in my timely death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Could all my travels warrant me they live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SOLINUS	Hapless AEgeon, whom the fates have mark'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bear the extremity of dire mishap!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, trust me, were it not against our laws," & @CRLF & _
                "	Against my crown, my oath, my dignity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which princes, would they, may not disannul," & @CRLF & _
                "	My soul would sue as advocate for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, though thou art adjudged to the death" & @CRLF & _
                "	And passed sentence may not be recall'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	But to our honour's great disparagement," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet I will favour thee in what I can." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, merchant, I'll limit thee this day" & @CRLF & _
                "	To seek thy life by beneficial help:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Try all the friends thou hast in Ephesus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beg thou, or borrow, to make up the sum," & @CRLF & _
                "	And live; if no, then thou art doom'd to die." & @CRLF & _
                "	Gaoler, take him to thy custody." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gaoler	I will, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEGEON	Hopeless and helpless doth AEgeon wend," & @CRLF & _
                "	But to procrastinate his lifeless end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE COMEDY OF ERRORS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The Mart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse, DROMIO of Syracuse," & @CRLF & _
                "	and First Merchant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Merchant	Therefore give out you are of Epidamnum," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest that your goods too soon be confiscate." & @CRLF & _
                "	This very day a Syracusian merchant" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is apprehended for arrival here;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not being able to buy out his life" & @CRLF & _
                "	According to the statute of the town," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dies ere the weary sun set in the west." & @CRLF & _
                "	There is your money that I had to keep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Go bear it to the Centaur, where we host," & @CRLF & _
                "	And stay there, Dromio, till I come to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Within this hour it will be dinner-time:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till that, I'll view the manners of the town," & @CRLF & _
                "	Peruse the traders, gaze upon the buildings," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then return and sleep within mine inn," & @CRLF & _
                "	For with long travel I am stiff and weary." & @CRLF & _
                "	Get thee away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Many a man would take you at your word," & @CRLF & _
                "	And go indeed, having so good a mean." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	A trusty villain, sir, that very oft," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I am dull with care and melancholy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lightens my humour with his merry jests." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, will you walk with me about the town," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then go to my inn and dine with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Merchant	I am invited, sir, to certain merchants," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of whom I hope to make much benefit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I crave your pardon. Soon at five o'clock," & @CRLF & _
                "	Please you, I'll meet with you upon the mart" & @CRLF & _
                "	And afterward consort you till bed-time:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My present business calls me from you now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Farewell till then: I will go lose myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wander up and down to view the city." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Merchant	Sir, I commend you to your own content." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	He that commends me to mine own content" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commends me to the thing I cannot get." & @CRLF & _
                "	I to the world am like a drop of water" & @CRLF & _
                "	That in the ocean seeks another drop," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, falling there to find his fellow forth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unseen, inquisitive, confounds himself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So I, to find a mother and a brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	In quest of them, unhappy, lose myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DROMIO of Ephesus]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes the almanac of my true date." & @CRLF & _
                "	What now? how chance thou art return'd so soon?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Return'd so soon! rather approach'd too late:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The capon burns, the pig falls from the spit," & @CRLF & _
                "	The clock hath strucken twelve upon the bell;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My mistress made it one upon my cheek:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is so hot because the meat is cold;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The meat is cold because you come not home;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You come not home because you have no stomach;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have no stomach having broke your fast;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But we that know what 'tis to fast and pray" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are penitent for your default to-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Stop in your wind, sir: tell me this, I pray:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where have you left the money that I gave you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	O,--sixpence, that I had o' Wednesday last" & @CRLF & _
                "	To pay the saddler for my mistress' crupper?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The saddler had it, sir; I kept it not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	I am not in a sportive humour now:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me, and dally not, where is the money?" & @CRLF & _
                "	We being strangers here, how darest thou trust" & @CRLF & _
                "	So great a charge from thine own custody?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	I pray you, air, as you sit at dinner:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I from my mistress come to you in post;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I return, I shall be post indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "	For she will score your fault upon my pate." & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks your maw, like mine, should be your clock," & @CRLF & _
                "	And strike you home without a messenger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Come, Dromio, come, these jests are out of season;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reserve them till a merrier hour than this." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is the gold I gave in charge to thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	To me, sir? why, you gave no gold to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Come on, sir knave, have done your foolishness," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell me how thou hast disposed thy charge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	My charge was but to fetch you from the mart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Home to your house, the Phoenix, sir, to dinner:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My mistress and her sister stays for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	In what safe place you have bestow'd my money," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I shall break that merry sconce of yours" & @CRLF & _
                "	That stands on tricks when I am undisposed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is the thousand marks thou hadst of me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	I have some marks of yours upon my pate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some of my mistress' marks upon my shoulders," & @CRLF & _
                "	But not a thousand marks between you both." & @CRLF & _
                "	If I should pay your worship those again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Perchance you will not bear them patiently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Thy mistress' marks? what mistress, slave, hast thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Your worship's wife, my mistress at the Phoenix;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She that doth fast till you come home to dinner," & @CRLF & _
                "	And prays that you will hie you home to dinner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	What, wilt thou flout me thus unto my face," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being forbid? There, take you that, sir knave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	What mean you, sir? for God's sake, hold your hands!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, and you will not, sir, I'll take my heels." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Upon my life, by some device or other" & @CRLF & _
                "	The villain is o'er-raught of all my money." & @CRLF & _
                "	They say this town is full of cozenage," & @CRLF & _
                "	As, nimble jugglers that deceive the eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dark-working sorcerers that change the mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Soul-killing witches that deform the body," & @CRLF & _
                "	Disguised cheaters, prating mountebanks," & @CRLF & _
                "	And many such-like liberties of sin:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If it prove so, I will be gone the sooner." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll to the Centaur, to go seek this slave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I greatly fear my money is not safe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE COMEDY OF ERRORS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The house of ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ADRIANA and LUCIANA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Neither my husband nor the slave return'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	That in such haste I sent to seek his master!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sure, Luciana, it is two o'clock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Perhaps some merchant hath invited him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And from the mart he's somewhere gone to dinner." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good sister, let us dine and never fret:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A man is master of his liberty:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Time is their master, and, when they see time," & @CRLF & _
                "	They'll go or come: if so, be patient, sister." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Why should their liberty than ours be more?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Because their business still lies out o' door." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Look, when I serve him so, he takes it ill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	O, know he is the bridle of your will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	There's none but asses will be bridled so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Why, headstrong liberty is lash'd with woe." & @CRLF & _
                "	There's nothing situate under heaven's eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	But hath his bound, in earth, in sea, in sky:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The beasts, the fishes, and the winged fowls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are their males' subjects and at their controls:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Men, more divine, the masters of all these," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords of the wide world and wild watery seas," & @CRLF & _
                "	Indued with intellectual sense and souls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of more preeminence than fish and fowls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are masters to their females, and their lords:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then let your will attend on their accords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	This servitude makes you to keep unwed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Not this, but troubles of the marriage-bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	But, were you wedded, you would bear some sway." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Ere I learn love, I'll practise to obey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	How if your husband start some other where?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Till he come home again, I would forbear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Patience unmoved! no marvel though she pause;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They can be meek that have no other cause." & @CRLF & _
                "	A wretched soul, bruised with adversity," & @CRLF & _
                "	We bid be quiet when we hear it cry;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But were we burdened with like weight of pain," & @CRLF & _
                "	As much or more would we ourselves complain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So thou, that hast no unkind mate to grieve thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	With urging helpless patience wouldst relieve me," & @CRLF & _
                "	But, if thou live to see like right bereft," & @CRLF & _
                "	This fool-begg'd patience in thee will be left." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Well, I will marry one day, but to try." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes your man; now is your husband nigh." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DROMIO of Ephesus]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Say, is your tardy master now at hand?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Nay, he's at two hands with me, and that my two ears" & @CRLF & _
                "	can witness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Say, didst thou speak with him? know'st thou his mind?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Ay, ay, he told his mind upon mine ear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beshrew his hand, I scarce could understand it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Spake he so doubtfully, thou couldst not feel his meaning?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Nay, he struck so plainly, I could too well feel his" & @CRLF & _
                "	blows; and withal so doubtfully that I could scarce" & @CRLF & _
                "	understand them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	But say, I prithee, is he coming home? It seems he" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath great care to please his wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Why, mistress, sure my master is horn-mad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Horn-mad, thou villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	I mean not cuckold-mad;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, sure, he is stark mad." & @CRLF & _
                "	When I desired him to come home to dinner," & @CRLF & _
                "	He ask'd me for a thousand marks in gold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	''Tis dinner-time,' quoth I; 'My gold!' quoth he;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Your meat doth burn,' quoth I; 'My gold!' quoth he:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Will you come home?' quoth I; 'My gold!' quoth he." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Where is the thousand marks I gave thee, villain?'" & @CRLF & _
                "	'The pig,' quoth I, 'is burn'd;' 'My gold!' quoth he:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'My mistress, sir' quoth I; 'Hang up thy mistress!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know not thy mistress; out on thy mistress!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Quoth who?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Quoth my master:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'I know,' quoth he, 'no house, no wife, no mistress.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	So that my errand, due unto my tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	I thank him, I bare home upon my shoulders;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, in conclusion, he did beat me there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Go back again, thou slave, and fetch him home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Go back again, and be new beaten home?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For God's sake, send some other messenger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Back, slave, or I will break thy pate across." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	And he will bless that cross with other beating:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between you I shall have a holy head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Hence, prating peasant! fetch thy master home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Am I so round with you as you with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	That like a football you do spurn me thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You spurn me hence, and he will spurn me hither:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I last in this service, you must case me in leather." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Fie, how impatience loureth in your face!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	His company must do his minions grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst I at home starve for a merry look." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath homely age the alluring beauty took" & @CRLF & _
                "	From my poor cheek? then he hath wasted it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are my discourses dull? barren my wit?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If voluble and sharp discourse be marr'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unkindness blunts it more than marble hard:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do their gay vestments his affections bait?" & @CRLF & _
                "	That's not my fault: he's master of my state:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What ruins are in me that can be found," & @CRLF & _
                "	By him not ruin'd? then is he the ground" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my defeatures. My decayed fair" & @CRLF & _
                "	A sunny look of his would soon repair" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, too unruly deer, he breaks the pale" & @CRLF & _
                "	And feeds from home; poor I am but his stale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Self-harming jealousy! fie, beat it hence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Unfeeling fools can with such wrongs dispense." & @CRLF & _
                "	I know his eye doth homage otherwhere," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else what lets it but he would be here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sister, you know he promised me a chain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would that alone, alone he would detain," & @CRLF & _
                "	So he would keep fair quarter with his bed!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I see the jewel best enamelled" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will lose his beauty; yet the gold bides still," & @CRLF & _
                "	That others touch, and often touching will" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wear gold: and no man that hath a name," & @CRLF & _
                "	By falsehood and corruption doth it shame." & @CRLF & _
                "	Since that my beauty cannot please his eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll weep what's left away, and weeping die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	How many fond fools serve mad jealousy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE COMEDY OF ERRORS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A public place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	The gold I gave to Dromio is laid up" & @CRLF & _
                "	Safe at the Centaur; and the heedful slave" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is wander'd forth, in care to seek me out" & @CRLF & _
                "	By computation and mine host's report." & @CRLF & _
                "	I could not speak with Dromio since at first" & @CRLF & _
                "	I sent him from the mart. See, here he comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DROMIO of Syracuse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now sir! is your merry humour alter'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you love strokes, so jest with me again." & @CRLF & _
                "	You know no Centaur? you received no gold?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your mistress sent to have me home to dinner?" & @CRLF & _
                "	My house was at the Phoenix? Wast thou mad," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thus so madly thou didst answer me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	What answer, sir? when spake I such a word?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Even now, even here, not half an hour since." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	I did not see you since you sent me hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Home to the Centaur, with the gold you gave me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Villain, thou didst deny the gold's receipt," & @CRLF & _
                "	And told'st me of a mistress and a dinner;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For which, I hope, thou felt'st I was displeased." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	I am glad to see you in this merry vein:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What means this jest? I pray you, master, tell me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Yea, dost thou jeer and flout me in the teeth?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think'st thou I jest? Hold, take thou that, and that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Beating him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Hold, sir, for God's sake! now your jest is earnest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon what bargain do you give it me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Because that I familiarly sometimes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do use you for my fool and chat with you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your sauciness will jest upon my love" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make a common of my serious hours." & @CRLF & _
                "	When the sun shines let foolish gnats make sport," & @CRLF & _
                "	But creep in crannies when he hides his beams." & @CRLF & _
                "	If you will jest with me, know my aspect," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fashion your demeanor to my looks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I will beat this method in your sconce." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Sconce call you it? so you would leave battering, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	had rather have it a head: an you use these blows" & @CRLF & _
                "	long, I must get a sconce for my head and ensconce" & @CRLF & _
                "	it too; or else I shall seek my wit in my shoulders." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, I pray, sir why am I beaten?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Dost thou not know?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Nothing, sir, but that I am beaten." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Shall I tell you why?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Ay, sir, and wherefore; for they say every why hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	a wherefore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Why, first,--for flouting me; and then, wherefore--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For urging it the second time to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Was there ever any man thus beaten out of season," & @CRLF & _
                "	When in the why and the wherefore is neither rhyme" & @CRLF & _
                "	nor reason?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, sir, I thank you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Thank me, sir, for what?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Marry, sir, for this something that you gave me for nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	I'll make you amends next, to give you nothing for" & @CRLF & _
                "	something. But say, sir, is it dinner-time?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	No, sir; I think the meat wants that I have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	In good time, sir; what's that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Basting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Well, sir, then 'twill be dry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	If it be, sir, I pray you, eat none of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Your reason?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Lest it make you choleric and purchase me another" & @CRLF & _
                "	dry basting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Well, sir, learn to jest in good time: there's a" & @CRLF & _
                "	time for all things." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	I durst have denied that, before you were so choleric." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	By what rule, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Marry, sir, by a rule as plain as the plain bald" & @CRLF & _
                "	pate of father Time himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Let's hear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	There's no time for a man to recover his hair that" & @CRLF & _
                "	grows bald by nature." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	May he not do it by fine and recovery?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Yes, to pay a fine for a periwig and recover the" & @CRLF & _
                "	lost hair of another man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Why is Time such a niggard of hair, being, as it is," & @CRLF & _
                "	so plentiful an excrement?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Because it is a blessing that he bestows on beasts;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and what he hath scanted men in hair he hath given them in wit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Why, but there's many a man hath more hair than wit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Not a man of those but he hath the wit to lose his hair." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Why, thou didst conclude hairy men plain dealers without wit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	The plainer dealer, the sooner lost: yet he loseth" & @CRLF & _
                "	it in a kind of jollity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	For what reason?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	For two; and sound ones too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Nay, not sound, I pray you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Sure ones, then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Nay, not sure, in a thing falsing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Certain ones then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Name them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	The one, to save the money that he spends in" & @CRLF & _
                "	trimming; the other, that at dinner they should not" & @CRLF & _
                "	drop in his porridge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	You would all this time have proved there is no" & @CRLF & _
                "	time for all things." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Marry, and did, sir; namely, no time to recover hair" & @CRLF & _
                "	lost by nature." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	But your reason was not substantial, why there is no" & @CRLF & _
                "	time to recover." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Thus I mend it: Time himself is bald and therefore" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the world's end will have bald followers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	I knew 'twould be a bald conclusion:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, soft! who wafts us yonder?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ADRIANA and LUCIANA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Ay, ay, Antipholus, look strange and frown:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some other mistress hath thy sweet aspects;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not Adriana nor thy wife." & @CRLF & _
                "	The time was once when thou unurged wouldst vow" & @CRLF & _
                "	That never words were music to thine ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	That never object pleasing in thine eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	That never touch well welcome to thy hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	That never meat sweet-savor'd in thy taste," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless I spake, or look'd, or touch'd, or carved to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	How comes it now, my husband, O, how comes it," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou art thus estranged from thyself?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thyself I call it, being strange to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, undividable, incorporate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Am better than thy dear self's better part." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, do not tear away thyself from me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For know, my love, as easy mayest thou fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	A drop of water in the breaking gulf," & @CRLF & _
                "	And take unmingled that same drop again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without addition or diminishing," & @CRLF & _
                "	As take from me thyself and not me too." & @CRLF & _
                "	How dearly would it touch me to the quick," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shouldst thou but hear I were licentious" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that this body, consecrate to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	By ruffian lust should be contaminate!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wouldst thou not spit at me and spurn at me" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hurl the name of husband in my face" & @CRLF & _
                "	And tear the stain'd skin off my harlot-brow" & @CRLF & _
                "	And from my false hand cut the wedding-ring" & @CRLF & _
                "	And break it with a deep-divorcing vow?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know thou canst; and therefore see thou do it." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am possess'd with an adulterate blot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My blood is mingled with the crime of lust:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For if we too be one and thou play false," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do digest the poison of thy flesh," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being strumpeted by thy contagion." & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep then far league and truce with thy true bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I live unstain'd, thou undishonoured." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Plead you to me, fair dame? I know you not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Ephesus I am but two hours old," & @CRLF & _
                "	As strange unto your town as to your talk;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, every word by all my wit being scann'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Want wit in all one word to understand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Fie, brother! how the world is changed with you!" & @CRLF & _
                "	When were you wont to use my sister thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "	She sent for you by Dromio home to dinner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	By Dromio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	By me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	By thee; and this thou didst return from him," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he did buffet thee, and, in his blows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Denied my house for his, me for his wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Did you converse, sir, with this gentlewoman?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is the course and drift of your compact?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	I, sir? I never saw her till this time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Villain, thou liest; for even her very words" & @CRLF & _
                "	Didst thou deliver to me on the mart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	I never spake with her in all my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	How can she thus then call us by our names," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless it be by inspiration." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	How ill agrees it with your gravity" & @CRLF & _
                "	To counterfeit thus grossly with your slave," & @CRLF & _
                "	Abetting him to thwart me in my mood!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be it my wrong you are from me exempt," & @CRLF & _
                "	But wrong not that wrong with a more contempt." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, I will fasten on this sleeve of thine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art an elm, my husband, I a vine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose weakness, married to thy stronger state," & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes me with thy strength to communicate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If aught possess thee from me, it is dross," & @CRLF & _
                "	Usurping ivy, brier, or idle moss;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, all for want of pruning, with intrusion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Infect thy sap and live on thy confusion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	To me she speaks; she moves me for her theme:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, was I married to her in my dream?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or sleep I now and think I hear all this?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What error drives our eyes and ears amiss?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Until I know this sure uncertainty," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll entertain the offer'd fallacy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Dromio, go bid the servants spread for dinner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	O, for my beads! I cross me for a sinner." & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the fairy land: O spite of spites!" & @CRLF & _
                "	We talk with goblins, owls and sprites:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If we obey them not, this will ensue," & @CRLF & _
                "	They'll suck our breath, or pinch us black and blue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Why pratest thou to thyself and answer'st not?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dromio, thou drone, thou snail, thou slug, thou sot!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	I am transformed, master, am I not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	I think thou art in mind, and so am I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Nay, master, both in mind and in my shape." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Thou hast thine own form." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	No, I am an ape." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	If thou art changed to aught, 'tis to an ass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	'Tis true; she rides me and I long for grass." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis so, I am an ass; else it could never be" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I should know her as well as she knows me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Come, come, no longer will I be a fool," & @CRLF & _
                "	To put the finger in the eye and weep," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst man and master laugh my woes to scorn." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, sir, to dinner. Dromio, keep the gate." & @CRLF & _
                "	Husband, I'll dine above with you to-day" & @CRLF & _
                "	And shrive you of a thousand idle pranks." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sirrah, if any ask you for your master," & @CRLF & _
                "	Say he dines forth, and let no creature enter." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, sister. Dromio, play the porter well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Am I in earth, in heaven, or in hell?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sleeping or waking? mad or well-advised?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Known unto these, and to myself disguised!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll say as they say and persever so," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in this mist at all adventures go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Master, shall I be porter at the gate?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Ay; and let none enter, lest I break your pate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Come, come, Antipholus, we dine too late." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE COMEDY OF ERRORS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Before the house of ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus, DROMIO of Ephesus," & @CRLF & _
                "	ANGELO, and BALTHAZAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Good Signior Angelo, you must excuse us all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My wife is shrewish when I keep not hours:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say that I linger'd with you at your shop" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see the making of her carcanet," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that to-morrow you will bring it home." & @CRLF & _
                "	But here's a villain that would face me down" & @CRLF & _
                "	He met me on the mart, and that I beat him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And charged him with a thousand marks in gold," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that I did deny my wife and house." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou drunkard, thou, what didst thou mean by this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Say what you will, sir, but I know what I know;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you beat me at the mart, I have your hand to show:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If the skin were parchment, and the blows you gave were ink," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your own handwriting would tell you what I think." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	I think thou art an ass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Marry, so it doth appear" & @CRLF & _
                "	By the wrongs I suffer and the blows I bear." & @CRLF & _
                "	I should kick, being kick'd; and, being at that pass," & @CRLF & _
                "	You would keep from my heels and beware of an ass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	You're sad, Signior Balthazar: pray God our cheer" & @CRLF & _
                "	May answer my good will and your good welcome here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHAZAR	I hold your dainties cheap, sir, and your" & @CRLF & _
                "	welcome dear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	O, Signior Balthazar, either at flesh or fish," & @CRLF & _
                "	A table full of welcome make scarce one dainty dish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHAZAR	Good meat, sir, is common; that every churl affords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	And welcome more common; for that's nothing but words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHAZAR	Small cheer and great welcome makes a merry feast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Ay, to a niggardly host, and more sparing guest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But though my cates be mean, take them in good part;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Better cheer may you have, but not with better heart." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, soft! my door is lock'd. Go bid them let us in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Maud, Bridget, Marian, Cicel, Gillian, Ginn!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	[Within]  Mome, malt-horse, capon, coxcomb," & @CRLF & _
                "	idiot, patch!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either get thee from the door, or sit down at the hatch." & @CRLF & _
                "	Dost thou conjure for wenches, that thou call'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	for such store," & @CRLF & _
                "	When one is one too many? Go, get thee from the door." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	What patch is made our porter? My master stays in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	[Within]  Let him walk from whence he came, lest he" & @CRLF & _
                "	catch cold on's feet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Who talks within there? ho, open the door!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	[Within]  Right, sir; I'll tell you when, an you tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	me wherefore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Wherefore? for my dinner: I have not dined to-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	[Within]  Nor to-day here you must not; come again" & @CRLF & _
                "	when you may." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	What art thou that keepest me out from the house I owe?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	[Within]  The porter for this time, sir, and my name" & @CRLF & _
                "	is Dromio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	O villain! thou hast stolen both mine office and my name." & @CRLF & _
                "	The one ne'er got me credit, the other mickle blame." & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou hadst been Dromio to-day in my place," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wouldst have changed thy face for a name or thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	name for an ass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCE	[Within]  What a coil is there, Dromio? who are those" & @CRLF & _
                "	at the gate?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Let my master in, Luce." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCE	[Within]  Faith, no; he comes too late;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so tell your master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	O Lord, I must laugh!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have at you with a proverb--Shall I set in my staff?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCE	[Within]  Have at you with another; that's--When?" & @CRLF & _
                "	can you tell?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	[Within]  If thy name be call'd Luce--Luce, thou hast" & @CRLF & _
                "	answered him well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS	Do you hear, you minion? you'll let us in, I hope?" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCE	[Within]  I thought to have asked you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	[Within]  And you said no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	So, come, help: well struck! there was blow for blow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Thou baggage, let me in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCE	[Within]  Can you tell for whose sake?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Master, knock the door hard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCE	[Within]  Let him knock till it ache." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	You'll cry for this, minion, if I beat the door down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCE	[Within]  What needs all that, and a pair of stocks in the town?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	[Within]  Who is that at the door that keeps all" & @CRLF & _
                "	this noise?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	[Within]  By my troth, your town is troubled with" & @CRLF & _
                "	unruly boys." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Are you there, wife? you might have come before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	[Within]  Your wife, sir knave! go get you from the door." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	If you went in pain, master, this 'knave' would go sore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Here is neither cheer, sir, nor welcome: we would" & @CRLF & _
                "	fain have either." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHAZAR	In debating which was best, we shall part with neither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	They stand at the door, master; bid them welcome hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	There is something in the wind, that we cannot get in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	You would say so, master, if your garments were thin." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your cake there is warm within; you stand here in the cold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It would make a man mad as a buck, to be so bought and sold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Go fetch me something: I'll break ope the gate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	[Within]  Break any breaking here, and I'll break your" & @CRLF & _
                "	knave's pate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	A man may break a word with you, sir, and words are but wind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, and break it in your face, so he break it not behind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	[Within]  It seems thou want'st breaking: out upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee, hind!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Here's too much 'out upon thee!' I pray thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	let me in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	[Within]  Ay, when fowls have no feathers and fish have no fin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Well, I'll break in: go borrow me a crow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	A crow without feather? Master, mean you so?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For a fish without a fin, there's a fowl without a feather;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If a crow help us in, sirrah, we'll pluck a crow together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Go get thee gone; fetch me an iron crow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHAZAR	Have patience, sir; O, let it not be so!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Herein you war against your reputation" & @CRLF & _
                "	And draw within the compass of suspect" & @CRLF & _
                "	The unviolated honour of your wife." & @CRLF & _
                "	Once this,--your long experience of her wisdom," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her sober virtue, years and modesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Plead on her part some cause to you unknown:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And doubt not, sir, but she will well excuse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why at this time the doors are made against you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be ruled by me: depart in patience," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let us to the Tiger all to dinner," & @CRLF & _
                "	And about evening come yourself alone" & @CRLF & _
                "	To know the reason of this strange restraint." & @CRLF & _
                "	If by strong hand you offer to break in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now in the stirring passage of the day," & @CRLF & _
                "	A vulgar comment will be made of it," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that supposed by the common rout" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against your yet ungalled estimation" & @CRLF & _
                "	That may with foul intrusion enter in" & @CRLF & _
                "	And dwell upon your grave when you are dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For slander lives upon succession," & @CRLF & _
                "	For ever housed where it gets possession." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	You have prevailed: I will depart in quiet," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in despite of mirth, mean to be merry." & @CRLF & _
                "	I know a wench of excellent discourse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pretty and witty; wild, and yet, too, gentle:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There will we dine. This woman that I mean," & @CRLF & _
                "	My wife--but, I protest, without desert--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath oftentimes upbraided me withal:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To her will we to dinner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To Angelo]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		    Get you home" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fetch the chain; by this I know 'tis made:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring it, I pray you, to the Porpentine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For there's the house: that chain will I bestow--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be it for nothing but to spite my wife--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon mine hostess there: good sir, make haste." & @CRLF & _
                "	Since mine own doors refuse to entertain me," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll knock elsewhere, to see if they'll disdain me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	I'll meet you at that place some hour hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Do so. This jest shall cost me some expense." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE COMEDY OF ERRORS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LUCIANA and ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	And may it be that you have quite forgot" & @CRLF & _
                "	A husband's office? shall, Antipholus." & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in the spring of love, thy love-springs rot?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall love, in building, grow so ruinous?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you did wed my sister for her wealth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then for her wealth's sake use her with more kindness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or if you like elsewhere, do it by stealth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Muffle your false love with some show of blindness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let not my sister read it in your eye;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not thy tongue thy own shame's orator;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look sweet, be fair, become disloyalty;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Apparel vice like virtue's harbinger;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bear a fair presence, though your heart be tainted;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Teach sin the carriage of a holy saint;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be secret-false: what need she be acquainted?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What simple thief brags of his own attaint?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis double wrong, to truant with your bed" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let her read it in thy looks at board:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shame hath a bastard fame, well managed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ill deeds are doubled with an evil word." & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, poor women! make us but believe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being compact of credit, that you love us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though others have the arm, show us the sleeve;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We in your motion turn and you may move us." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, gentle brother, get you in again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Comfort my sister, cheer her, call her wife:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis holy sport to be a little vain," & @CRLF & _
                "	When the sweet breath of flattery conquers strife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Sweet mistress--what your name is else, I know not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor by what wonder you do hit of mine,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Less in your knowledge and your grace you show not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than our earth's wonder, more than earth divine." & @CRLF & _
                "	Teach me, dear creature, how to think and speak;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lay open to my earthy-gross conceit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Smother'd in errors, feeble, shallow, weak," & @CRLF & _
                "	The folded meaning of your words' deceit." & @CRLF & _
                "	Against my soul's pure truth why labour you" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make it wander in an unknown field?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are you a god? would you create me new?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Transform me then, and to your power I'll yield." & @CRLF & _
                "	But if that I am I, then well I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your weeping sister is no wife of mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor to her bed no homage do I owe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Far more, far more to you do I decline." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, train me not, sweet mermaid, with thy note," & @CRLF & _
                "	To drown me in thy sister's flood of tears:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sing, siren, for thyself and I will dote:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Spread o'er the silver waves thy golden hairs," & @CRLF & _
                "	And as a bed I'll take them and there lie," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in that glorious supposition think" & @CRLF & _
                "	He gains by death that hath such means to die:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let Love, being light, be drowned if she sink!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	What, are you mad, that you do reason so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Not mad, but mated; how, I do not know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	It is a fault that springeth from your eye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	For gazing on your beams, fair sun, being by." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Gaze where you should, and that will clear your sight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	As good to wink, sweet love, as look on night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Why call you me love? call my sister so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Thy sister's sister." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	That's my sister." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	No;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is thyself, mine own self's better part," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine eye's clear eye, my dear heart's dearer heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	My food, my fortune and my sweet hope's aim," & @CRLF & _
                "	My sole earth's heaven and my heaven's claim." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	All this my sister is, or else should be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Call thyself sister, sweet, for I am thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thee will I love and with thee lead my life:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast no husband yet nor I no wife." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me thy hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	                  O, soft, air! hold you still:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll fetch my sister, to get her good will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DROMIO of Syracuse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Why, how now, Dromio! where runn'st thou so fast?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Do you know me, sir? am I Dromio? am I your man?" & @CRLF & _
                "	am I myself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Thou art Dromio, thou art my man, thou art thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	I am an ass, I am a woman's man and besides myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS	What woman's man? and how besides thyself? besides thyself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Marry, sir, besides myself, I am due to a woman; one" & @CRLF & _
                "	that claims me, one that haunts me, one that will have me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	What claim lays she to thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Marry sir, such claim as you would lay to your" & @CRLF & _
                "	horse; and she would have me as a beast: not that, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	being a beast, she would have me; but that she," & @CRLF & _
                "	being a very beastly creature, lays claim to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	What is she?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	A very reverent body; ay, such a one as a man may" & @CRLF & _
                "	not speak of without he say 'Sir-reverence.' I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	but lean luck in the match, and yet is she a" & @CRLF & _
                "	wondrous fat marriage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	How dost thou mean a fat marriage?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Marry, sir, she's the kitchen wench and all grease;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and I know not what use to put her to but to make a" & @CRLF & _
                "	lamp of her and run from her by her own light. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	warrant, her rags and the tallow in them will burn a" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poland winter: if she lives till doomsday," & @CRLF & _
                "	she'll burn a week longer than the whole world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	What complexion is she of?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Swart, like my shoe, but her face nothing half so" & @CRLF & _
                "	clean kept: for why, she sweats; a man may go over" & @CRLF & _
                "	shoes in the grime of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	That's a fault that water will mend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	No, sir, 'tis in grain; Noah's flood could not do it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	What's her name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Nell, sir; but her name and three quarters, that's" & @CRLF & _
                "	an ell and three quarters, will not measure her from" & @CRLF & _
                "	hip to hip." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Then she bears some breadth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	No longer from head to foot than from hip to hip:" & @CRLF & _
                "	she is spherical, like a globe; I could find out" & @CRLF & _
                "	countries in her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	In what part of her body stands Ireland?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Marry, in her buttocks: I found it out by the bogs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Where Scotland?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	I found it by the barrenness; hard in the palm of the hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Where France?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	In her forehead; armed and reverted, making war" & @CRLF & _
                "	against her heir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Where England?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	I looked for the chalky cliffs, but I could find no" & @CRLF & _
                "	whiteness in them; but I guess it stood in her chin," & @CRLF & _
                "	by the salt rheum that ran between France and it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Where Spain?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Faith, I saw it not; but I felt it hot in her breath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Where America, the Indies?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Oh, sir, upon her nose all o'er embellished with" & @CRLF & _
                "	rubies, carbuncles, sapphires, declining their rich" & @CRLF & _
                "	aspect to the hot breath of Spain; who sent whole" & @CRLF & _
                "	armadoes of caracks to be ballast at her nose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Where stood Belgia, the Netherlands?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Oh, sir, I did not look so low. To conclude, this" & @CRLF & _
                "	drudge, or diviner, laid claim to me, call'd me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dromio; swore I was assured to her; told me what" & @CRLF & _
                "	privy marks I had about me, as, the mark of my" & @CRLF & _
                "	shoulder, the mole in my neck, the great wart on my" & @CRLF & _
                "	left arm, that I amazed ran from her as a witch:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, I think, if my breast had not been made of" & @CRLF & _
                "	faith and my heart of steel," & @CRLF & _
                "	She had transform'd me to a curtal dog and made" & @CRLF & _
                "	me turn i' the wheel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Go hie thee presently, post to the road:" & @CRLF & _
                "	An if the wind blow any way from shore," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not harbour in this town to-night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If any bark put forth, come to the mart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where I will walk till thou return to me." & @CRLF & _
                "	If every one knows us and we know none," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis time, I think, to trudge, pack and be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	As from a bear a man would run for life," & @CRLF & _
                "	So fly I from her that would be my wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	There's none but witches do inhabit here;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore 'tis high time that I were hence." & @CRLF & _
                "	She that doth call me husband, even my soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth for a wife abhor. But her fair sister," & @CRLF & _
                "	Possess'd with such a gentle sovereign grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of such enchanting presence and discourse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath almost made me traitor to myself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, lest myself be guilty to self-wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll stop mine ears against the mermaid's song." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANGELO with the chain]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Master Antipholus,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Ay, that's my name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	I know it well, sir, lo, here is the chain." & @CRLF & _
                "	I thought to have ta'en you at the Porpentine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The chain unfinish'd made me stay thus long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	What is your will that I shall do with this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	What please yourself, sir: I have made it for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Made it for me, sir! I bespoke it not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Not once, nor twice, but twenty times you have." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go home with it and please your wife withal;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And soon at supper-time I'll visit you" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then receive my money for the chain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	I pray you, sir, receive the money now," & @CRLF & _
                "	For fear you ne'er see chain nor money more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	You are a merry man, sir: fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	What I should think of this, I cannot tell:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But this I think, there's no man is so vain" & @CRLF & _
                "	That would refuse so fair an offer'd chain." & @CRLF & _
                "	I see a man here needs not live by shifts," & @CRLF & _
                "	When in the streets he meets such golden gifts." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll to the mart, and there for Dromio stay" & @CRLF & _
                "	If any ship put out, then straight away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE COMEDY OF ERRORS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A public place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Second Merchant, ANGELO, and an Officer]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Merchant	You know since Pentecost the sum is due," & @CRLF & _
                "	And since I have not much importuned you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor now I had not, but that I am bound" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Persia, and want guilders for my voyage:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore make present satisfaction," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I'll attach you by this officer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Even just the sum that I do owe to you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is growing to me by Antipholus," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the instant that I met with you" & @CRLF & _
                "	He had of me a chain: at five o'clock" & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall receive the money for the same." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pleaseth you walk with me down to his house," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will discharge my bond and thank you too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus and DROMIO of Ephesus" & @CRLF & _
                "	from the courtezan's]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Officer	That labour may you save: see where he comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	While I go to the goldsmith's house, go thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	And buy a rope's end: that will I bestow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Among my wife and her confederates," & @CRLF & _
                "	For locking me out of my doors by day." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, soft! I see the goldsmith. Get thee gone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Buy thou a rope and bring it home to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	I buy a thousand pound a year: I buy a rope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	A man is well holp up that trusts to you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I promised your presence and the chain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But neither chain nor goldsmith came to me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Belike you thought our love would last too long," & @CRLF & _
                "	If it were chain'd together, and therefore came not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Saving your merry humour, here's the note" & @CRLF & _
                "	How much your chain weighs to the utmost carat," & @CRLF & _
                "	The fineness of the gold and chargeful fashion." & @CRLF & _
                "	Which doth amount to three odd ducats more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than I stand debted to this gentleman:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you, see him presently discharged," & @CRLF & _
                "	For he is bound to sea and stays but for it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	I am not furnish'd with the present money;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, I have some business in the town." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good signior, take the stranger to my house" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with you take the chain and bid my wife" & @CRLF & _
                "	Disburse the sum on the receipt thereof:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perchance I will be there as soon as you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Then you will bring the chain to her yourself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	No; bear it with you, lest I come not time enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Well, sir, I will. Have you the chain about you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	An if I have not, sir, I hope you have;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else you may return without your money." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Nay, come, I pray you, sir, give me the chain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both wind and tide stays for this gentleman," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I, to blame, have held him here too long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Good Lord! you use this dalliance to excuse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your breach of promise to the Porpentine." & @CRLF & _
                "	I should have chid you for not bringing it," & @CRLF & _
                "	But, like a shrew, you first begin to brawl." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Merchant	The hour steals on; I pray you, sir, dispatch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	You hear how he importunes me;--the chain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Why, give it to my wife and fetch your money." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Come, come, you know I gave it you even now." & @CRLF & _
                "	Either send the chain or send me by some token." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Fie, now you run this humour out of breath," & @CRLF & _
                "	where's the chain? I pray you, let me see it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Merchant	My business cannot brook this dalliance." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good sir, say whether you'll answer me or no:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not, I'll leave him to the officer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	I answer you! what should I answer you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	The money that you owe me for the chain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	I owe you none till I receive the chain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	You know I gave it you half an hour since." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	You gave me none: you wrong me much to say so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	You wrong me more, sir, in denying it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Consider how it stands upon my credit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Merchant	Well, officer, arrest him at my suit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Officer	I do; and charge you in the duke's name to obey me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	This touches me in reputation." & @CRLF & _
                "	Either consent to pay this sum for me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I attach you by this officer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Consent to pay thee that I never had!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Arrest me, foolish fellow, if thou darest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Here is thy fee; arrest him, officer," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not spare my brother in this case," & @CRLF & _
                "	If he should scorn me so apparently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Officer	I do arrest you, sir: you hear the suit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	I do obey thee till I give thee bail." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, sirrah, you shall buy this sport as dear" & @CRLF & _
                "	As all the metal in your shop will answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Sir, sir, I will have law in Ephesus," & @CRLF & _
                "	To your notorious shame; I doubt it not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DROMIO of Syracuse, from the bay]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Master, there is a bark of Epidamnum" & @CRLF & _
                "	That stays but till her owner comes aboard," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then, sir, she bears away. Our fraughtage, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have convey'd aboard; and I have bought" & @CRLF & _
                "	The oil, the balsamum and aqua-vitae." & @CRLF & _
                "	The ship is in her trim; the merry wind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blows fair from land: they stay for nought at all" & @CRLF & _
                "	But for their owner, master, and yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	How now! a madman! Why, thou peevish sheep," & @CRLF & _
                "	What ship of Epidamnum stays for me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	A ship you sent me to, to hire waftage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Thou drunken slave, I sent thee for a rope;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And told thee to what purpose and what end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	You sent me for a rope's end as soon:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You sent me to the bay, sir, for a bark." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	I will debate this matter at more leisure" & @CRLF & _
                "	And teach your ears to list me with more heed." & @CRLF & _
                "	To Adriana, villain, hie thee straight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give her this key, and tell her, in the desk" & @CRLF & _
                "	That's cover'd o'er with Turkish tapestry," & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a purse of ducats; let her send it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell her I am arrested in the street" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that shall bail me; hie thee, slave, be gone!" & @CRLF & _
                "	On, officer, to prison till it come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Second Merchant, Angelo, Officer, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Antipholus of Ephesus]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	To Adriana! that is where we dined," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where Dowsabel did claim me for her husband:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is too big, I hope, for me to compass." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thither I must, although against my will," & @CRLF & _
                "	For servants must their masters' minds fulfil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE COMEDY OF ERRORS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The house of ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ADRIANA and LUCIANA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Ah, Luciana, did he tempt thee so?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mightst thou perceive austerely in his eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he did plead in earnest? yea or no?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look'd he or red or pale, or sad or merrily?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What observation madest thou in this case" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of his heart's meteors tilting in his face?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	First he denied you had in him no right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	He meant he did me none; the more my spite." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Then swore he that he was a stranger here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	And true he swore, though yet forsworn he were." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Then pleaded I for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	And what said he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	That love I begg'd for you he begg'd of me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	With what persuasion did he tempt thy love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	With words that in an honest suit might move." & @CRLF & _
                "	First he did praise my beauty, then my speech." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Didst speak him fair?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Have patience, I beseech." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	I cannot, nor I will not, hold me still;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My tongue, though not my heart, shall have his will." & @CRLF & _
                "	He is deformed, crooked, old and sere," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ill-faced, worse bodied, shapeless everywhere;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Vicious, ungentle, foolish, blunt, unkind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stigmatical in making, worse in mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Who would be jealous then of such a one?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No evil lost is wail'd when it is gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Ah, but I think him better than I say," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet would herein others' eyes were worse." & @CRLF & _
                "	Far from her nest the lapwing cries away:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart prays for him, though my tongue do curse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DROMIO of Syracuse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Here! go; the desk, the purse! sweet, now, make haste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	How hast thou lost thy breath?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	By running fast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Where is thy master, Dromio? is he well?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	No, he's in Tartar limbo, worse than hell." & @CRLF & _
                "	A devil in an everlasting garment hath him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	One whose hard heart is button'd up with steel;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A fiend, a fury, pitiless and rough;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A wolf, nay, worse, a fellow all in buff;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A back-friend, a shoulder-clapper, one that" & @CRLF & _
                "	countermands" & @CRLF & _
                "	The passages of alleys, creeks and narrow lands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A hound that runs counter and yet draws dryfoot well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	One that before the judgement carries poor souls to hell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Why, man, what is the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	I do not know the matter: he is 'rested on the case." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	What, is he arrested? Tell me at whose suit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	I know not at whose suit he is arrested well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But he's in a suit of buff which 'rested him, that can I tell." & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you send him, mistress, redemption, the money in his desk?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Go fetch it, sister." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Luciana]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		This I wonder at," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he, unknown to me, should be in debt." & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me, was he arrested on a band?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Not on a band, but on a stronger thing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A chain, a chain! Do you not hear it ring?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	What, the chain?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	No, no, the bell: 'tis time that I were gone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It was two ere I left him, and now the clock" & @CRLF & _
                "	strikes one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	The hours come back! that did I never hear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	O, yes; if any hour meet a sergeant, a' turns back for" & @CRLF & _
                "	very fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	As if Time were in debt! how fondly dost thou reason!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Time is a very bankrupt, and owes more than he's" & @CRLF & _
                "	worth, to season." & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, he's a thief too: have you not heard men say" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Time comes stealing on by night and day?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If Time be in debt and theft, and a sergeant in the way," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath he not reason to turn back an hour in a day?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter LUCIANA with a purse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Go, Dromio; there's the money, bear it straight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring thy master home immediately." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, sister: I am press'd down with conceit--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Conceit, my comfort and my injury." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE COMEDY OF ERRORS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A public place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	There's not a man I meet but doth salute me" & @CRLF & _
                "	As if I were their well-acquainted friend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And every one doth call me by my name." & @CRLF & _
                "	Some tender money to me; some invite me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some other give me thanks for kindnesses;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some offer me commodities to buy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even now a tailor call'd me in his shop" & @CRLF & _
                "	And show'd me silks that he had bought for me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therewithal took measure of my body." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sure, these are but imaginary wiles" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Lapland sorcerers inhabit here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DROMIO OF SYRACUSE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Master, here's the gold you sent me for. What, have" & @CRLF & _
                "	you got the picture of old Adam new-apparelled?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	What gold is this? what Adam dost thou mean?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Not that Adam that kept the Paradise but that Adam" & @CRLF & _
                "	that keeps the prison: he that goes in the calf's" & @CRLF & _
                "	skin that was killed for the Prodigal; he that came" & @CRLF & _
                "	behind you, sir, like an evil angel, and bid you" & @CRLF & _
                "	forsake your liberty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	I understand thee not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	No? why, 'tis a plain case: he that went, like a" & @CRLF & _
                "	bass-viol, in a case of leather; the man, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	that, when gentlemen are tired, gives them a sob" & @CRLF & _
                "	and 'rests them; he, sir, that takes pity on decayed" & @CRLF & _
                "	men and gives them suits of durance; he that sets up" & @CRLF & _
                "	his rest to do more exploits with his mace than a" & @CRLF & _
                "	morris-pike." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	What, thou meanest an officer?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Ay, sir, the sergeant of the band, he that brings" & @CRLF & _
                "	any man to answer it that breaks his band; one that" & @CRLF & _
                "	thinks a man always going to bed, and says, 'God" & @CRLF & _
                "	give you good rest!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Well, sir, there rest in your foolery. Is there any" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Why, sir, I brought you word an hour since that the" & @CRLF & _
                "	bark Expedition put forth to-night; and then were" & @CRLF & _
                "	you hindered by the sergeant, to tarry for the hoy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Delay. Here are the angels that you sent for to" & @CRLF & _
                "	deliver you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	The fellow is distract, and so am I;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here we wander in illusions:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some blessed power deliver us from hence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Courtezan]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Courtezan	Well met, well met, Master Antipholus." & @CRLF & _
                "	I see, sir, you have found the goldsmith now:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is that the chain you promised me to-day?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Satan, avoid! I charge thee, tempt me not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Master, is this Mistress Satan?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	It is the devil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Nay, she is worse, she is the devil's dam; and here" & @CRLF & _
                "	she comes in the habit of a light wench: and thereof" & @CRLF & _
                "	comes that the wenches say 'God damn me;' that's as" & @CRLF & _
                "	much to say 'God make me a light wench.' It is" & @CRLF & _
                "	written, they appear to men like angels of light:" & @CRLF & _
                "	light is an effect of fire, and fire will burn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	ergo, light wenches will burn. Come not near her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Courtezan	Your man and you are marvellous merry, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you go with me? We'll mend our dinner here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Master, if you do, expect spoon-meat; or bespeak a" & @CRLF & _
                "	long spoon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Why, Dromio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Marry, he must have a long spoon that must eat with" & @CRLF & _
                "	the devil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Avoid then, fiend! what tell'st thou me of supping?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art, as you are all, a sorceress:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I conjure thee to leave me and be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Courtezan	Give me the ring of mine you had at dinner," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, for my diamond, the chain you promised," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I'll be gone, sir, and not trouble you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Some devils ask but the parings of one's nail," & @CRLF & _
                "	A rush, a hair, a drop of blood, a pin," & @CRLF & _
                "	A nut, a cherry-stone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But she, more covetous, would have a chain." & @CRLF & _
                "	Master, be wise: an if you give it her," & @CRLF & _
                "	The devil will shake her chain and fright us with it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Courtezan	I pray you, sir, my ring, or else the chain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hope you do not mean to cheat me so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Avaunt, thou witch! Come, Dromio, let us go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	'Fly pride,' says the peacock: mistress, that you know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Antipholus of Syracuse and Dromio of Syracuse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Courtezan	Now, out of doubt Antipholus is mad," & @CRLF & _
                "	Else would he never so demean himself." & @CRLF & _
                "	A ring he hath of mine worth forty ducats," & @CRLF & _
                "	And for the same he promised me a chain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both one and other he denies me now." & @CRLF & _
                "	The reason that I gather he is mad," & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides this present instance of his rage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is a mad tale he told to-day at dinner," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of his own doors being shut against his entrance." & @CRLF & _
                "	Belike his wife, acquainted with his fits," & @CRLF & _
                "	On purpose shut the doors against his way." & @CRLF & _
                "	My way is now to hie home to his house," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell his wife that, being lunatic," & @CRLF & _
                "	He rush'd into my house and took perforce" & @CRLF & _
                "	My ring away. This course I fittest choose;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For forty ducats is too much to lose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE COMEDY OF ERRORS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus and the Officer]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Fear me not, man; I will not break away:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll give thee, ere I leave thee, so much money," & @CRLF & _
                "	To warrant thee, as I am 'rested for." & @CRLF & _
                "	My wife is in a wayward mood to-day," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will not lightly trust the messenger" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I should be attach'd in Ephesus," & @CRLF & _
                "	I tell you, 'twill sound harshly in her ears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DROMIO of Ephesus with a rope's-end]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes my man; I think he brings the money." & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, sir! have you that I sent you for?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Here's that, I warrant you, will pay them all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	But where's the money?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Why, sir, I gave the money for the rope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Five hundred ducats, villain, for a rope?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	I'll serve you, sir, five hundred at the rate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	To what end did I bid thee hie thee home?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	To a rope's-end, sir; and to that end am I returned." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	And to that end, sir, I will welcome you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Beating him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Officer	Good sir, be patient." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Nay, 'tis for me to be patient; I am in adversity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Officer	Good, now, hold thy tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Nay, rather persuade him to hold his hands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Thou whoreson, senseless villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	I would I were senseless, sir, that I might not feel" & @CRLF & _
                "	your blows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS	Thou art sensible in nothing but blows, and so is an" & @CRLF & _
                "	ass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	I am an ass, indeed; you may prove it by my long" & @CRLF & _
                "	ears. I have served him from the hour of my" & @CRLF & _
                "	nativity to this instant, and have nothing at his" & @CRLF & _
                "	hands for my service but blows. When I am cold, he" & @CRLF & _
                "	heats me with beating; when I am warm, he cools me" & @CRLF & _
                "	with beating; I am waked with it when I sleep;" & @CRLF & _
                "	raised with it when I sit; driven out of doors with" & @CRLF & _
                "	it when I go from home; welcomed home with it when" & @CRLF & _
                "	I return; nay, I bear it on my shoulders, as a" & @CRLF & _
                "	beggar wont her brat; and, I think when he hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	lamed me, I shall beg with it from door to door." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Come, go along; my wife is coming yonder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ADRIANA, LUCIANA, the Courtezan, and PINCH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Mistress, 'respice finem,' respect your end; or" & @CRLF & _
                "	rather, the prophecy like the parrot, 'beware the" & @CRLF & _
                "	rope's-end.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Wilt thou still talk?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Beating him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Courtezan	How say you now? is not your husband mad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	His incivility confirms no less." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good Doctor Pinch, you are a conjurer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Establish him in his true sense again," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will please you what you will demand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Alas, how fiery and how sharp he looks!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Courtezan	Mark how he trembles in his ecstasy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PINCH	Give me your hand and let me feel your pulse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	There is my hand, and let it feel your ear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Striking him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PINCH	I charge thee, Satan, housed within this man," & @CRLF & _
                "	To yield possession to my holy prayers" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to thy state of darkness hie thee straight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I conjure thee by all the saints in heaven!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Peace, doting wizard, peace! I am not mad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	O, that thou wert not, poor distressed soul!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	You minion, you, are these your customers?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did this companion with the saffron face" & @CRLF & _
                "	Revel and feast it at my house to-day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst upon me the guilty doors were shut" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I denied to enter in my house?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	O husband, God doth know you dined at home;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where would you had remain'd until this time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Free from these slanders and this open shame!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Dined at home! Thou villain, what sayest thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Sir, sooth to say, you did not dine at home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Were not my doors lock'd up and I shut out?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Perdie, your doors were lock'd and you shut out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	And did not she herself revile me there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Sans fable, she herself reviled you there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Did not her kitchen-maid rail, taunt, and scorn me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Certes, she did; the kitchen-vestal scorn'd you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	And did not I in rage depart from thence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	In verity you did; my bones bear witness," & @CRLF & _
                "	That since have felt the vigour of his rage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Is't good to soothe him in these contraries?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PINCH	It is no shame: the fellow finds his vein," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yielding to him humours well his frenzy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Thou hast suborn'd the goldsmith to arrest me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Alas, I sent you money to redeem you," & @CRLF & _
                "	By Dromio here, who came in haste for it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Money by me! heart and goodwill you might;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But surely master, not a rag of money." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Went'st not thou to her for a purse of ducats?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	He came to me and I deliver'd it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	And I am witness with her that she did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	God and the rope-maker bear me witness" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I was sent for nothing but a rope!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PINCH	Mistress, both man and master is possess'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know it by their pale and deadly looks:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They must be bound and laid in some dark room." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Say, wherefore didst thou lock me forth to-day?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And why dost thou deny the bag of gold?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	I did not, gentle husband, lock thee forth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	And, gentle master, I received no gold;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I confess, sir, that we were lock'd out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Dissembling villain, thou speak'st false in both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Dissembling harlot, thou art false in all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And art confederate with a damned pack" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make a loathsome abject scorn of me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But with these nails I'll pluck out these false eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	That would behold in me this shameful sport." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter three or four, and offer to bind him." & @CRLF & _
                "	He strives]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	O, bind him, bind him! let him not come near me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PINCH	More company! The fiend is strong within him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Ay me, poor man, how pale and wan he looks!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	What, will you murder me? Thou gaoler, thou," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am thy prisoner: wilt thou suffer them" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make a rescue?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Officer	                  Masters, let him go" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is my prisoner, and you shall not have him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PINCH	Go bind this man, for he is frantic too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They offer to bind Dromio of Ephesus]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	What wilt thou do, thou peevish officer?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast thou delight to see a wretched man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do outrage and displeasure to himself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Officer	He is my prisoner: if I let him go," & @CRLF & _
                "	The debt he owes will be required of me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	I will discharge thee ere I go from thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bear me forthwith unto his creditor," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, knowing how the debt grows, I will pay it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good master doctor, see him safe convey'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Home to my house. O most unhappy day!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	O most unhappy strumpet!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Master, I am here entered in bond for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Out on thee, villain! wherefore dost thou mad me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Will you be bound for nothing? be mad, good master:" & @CRLF & _
                "	cry 'The devil!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	God help, poor souls, how idly do they talk!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Go bear him hence. Sister, go you with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but Adriana, Luciana, Officer and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Courtezan]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say now, whose suit is he arrested at?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Officer	One Angelo, a goldsmith: do you know him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	I know the man. What is the sum he owes?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Officer	Two hundred ducats." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Say, how grows it due?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Officer	Due for a chain your husband had of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	He did bespeak a chain for me, but had it not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Courtezan	When as your husband all in rage to-day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Came to my house and took away my ring--" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ring I saw upon his finger now--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Straight after did I meet him with a chain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	It may be so, but I did never see it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, gaoler, bring me where the goldsmith is:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I long to know the truth hereof at large." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse with his rapier drawn," & @CRLF & _
                "	and DROMIO of Syracuse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	God, for thy mercy! they are loose again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	And come with naked swords." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's call more help to have them bound again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Officer	Away! they'll kill us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but Antipholus of Syracuse and Dromio" & @CRLF & _
                "	of Syracuse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	I see these witches are afraid of swords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	She that would be your wife now ran from you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Come to the Centaur; fetch our stuff from thence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I long that we were safe and sound aboard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Faith, stay here this night; they will surely do us" & @CRLF & _
                "	no harm: you saw they speak us fair, give us gold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	methinks they are such a gentle nation that, but for" & @CRLF & _
                "	the mountain of mad flesh that claims marriage of" & @CRLF & _
                "	me, I could find in my heart to stay here still and" & @CRLF & _
                "	turn witch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	I will not stay to-night for all the town;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore away, to get our stuff aboard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE COMEDY OF ERRORS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A street before a Priory." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Second Merchant and ANGELO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	I am sorry, sir, that I have hinder'd you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, I protest, he had the chain of me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though most dishonestly he doth deny it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Merchant	How is the man esteemed here in the city?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Of very reverend reputation, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of credit infinite, highly beloved," & @CRLF & _
                "	Second to none that lives here in the city:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His word might bear my wealth at any time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Merchant	Speak softly; yonder, as I think, he walks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse and DROMIO of Syracuse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	'Tis so; and that self chain about his neck" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he forswore most monstrously to have." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good sir, draw near to me, I'll speak to him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Signior Antipholus, I wonder much" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you would put me to this shame and trouble;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, not without some scandal to yourself," & @CRLF & _
                "	With circumstance and oaths so to deny" & @CRLF & _
                "	This chain which now you wear so openly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beside the charge, the shame, imprisonment," & @CRLF & _
                "	You have done wrong to this my honest friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, but for staying on our controversy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had hoisted sail and put to sea to-day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This chain you had of me; can you deny it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	I think I had; I never did deny it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Merchant	Yes, that you did, sir, and forswore it too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Who heard me to deny it or forswear it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Merchant	These ears of mine, thou know'st did hear thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fie on thee, wretch! 'tis pity that thou livest" & @CRLF & _
                "	To walk where any honest man resort." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	Thou art a villain to impeach me thus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll prove mine honour and mine honesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against thee presently, if thou darest stand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Merchant	I dare, and do defy thee for a villain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They draw]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ADRIANA, LUCIANA, the Courtezan, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Hold, hurt him not, for God's sake! he is mad." & @CRLF & _
                "	Some get within him, take his sword away:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bind Dromio too, and bear them to my house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Run, master, run; for God's sake, take a house!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is some priory. In, or we are spoil'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Antipholus of Syracuse and Dromio of Syracuse" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the Priory]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Lady Abbess, AEMILIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEMELIA	Be quiet, people. Wherefore throng you hither?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	To fetch my poor distracted husband hence." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us come in, that we may bind him fast" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bear him home for his recovery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	I knew he was not in his perfect wits." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Merchant	I am sorry now that I did draw on him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEMELIA	How long hath this possession held the man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	This week he hath been heavy, sour, sad," & @CRLF & _
                "	And much different from the man he was;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But till this afternoon his passion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ne'er brake into extremity of rage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEMELIA	Hath he not lost much wealth by wreck of sea?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Buried some dear friend? Hath not else his eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stray'd his affection in unlawful love?" & @CRLF & _
                "	A sin prevailing much in youthful men," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who give their eyes the liberty of gazing." & @CRLF & _
                "	Which of these sorrows is he subject to?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	To none of these, except it be the last;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Namely, some love that drew him oft from home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEMELIA	You should for that have reprehended him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Why, so I did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEMELIA	                  Ay, but not rough enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	As roughly as my modesty would let me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEMELIA	Haply, in private." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	And in assemblies too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEMELIA	Ay, but not enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	It was the copy of our conference:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In bed he slept not for my urging it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	At board he fed not for my urging it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alone, it was the subject of my theme;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In company I often glanced it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Still did I tell him it was vile and bad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEMELIA	And thereof came it that the man was mad." & @CRLF & _
                "	The venom clamours of a jealous woman" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poisons more deadly than a mad dog's tooth." & @CRLF & _
                "	It seems his sleeps were hinder'd by thy railing," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore comes it that his head is light." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou say'st his meat was sauced with thy upbraidings:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unquiet meals make ill digestions;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thereof the raging fire of fever bred;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what's a fever but a fit of madness?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou say'st his sports were hinderd by thy brawls:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet recreation barr'd, what doth ensue" & @CRLF & _
                "	But moody and dull melancholy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Kinsman to grim and comfortless despair," & @CRLF & _
                "	And at her heels a huge infectious troop" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of pale distemperatures and foes to life?" & @CRLF & _
                "	In food, in sport and life-preserving rest" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be disturb'd, would mad or man or beast:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The consequence is then thy jealous fits" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have scared thy husband from the use of wits." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	She never reprehended him but mildly," & @CRLF & _
                "	When he demean'd himself rough, rude and wildly." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why bear you these rebukes and answer not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	She did betray me to my own reproof." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good people enter and lay hold on him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEMELIA	No, not a creature enters in my house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Then let your servants bring my husband forth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEMELIA	Neither: he took this place for sanctuary," & @CRLF & _
                "	And it shall privilege him from your hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till I have brought him to his wits again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or lose my labour in assaying it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	I will attend my husband, be his nurse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Diet his sickness, for it is my office," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will have no attorney but myself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore let me have him home with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEMELIA	Be patient; for I will not let him stir" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till I have used the approved means I have," & @CRLF & _
                "	With wholesome syrups, drugs and holy prayers," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make of him a formal man again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a branch and parcel of mine oath," & @CRLF & _
                "	A charitable duty of my order." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore depart and leave him here with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	I will not hence and leave my husband here:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ill it doth beseem your holiness" & @CRLF & _
                "	To separate the husband and the wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEMELIA	Be quiet and depart: thou shalt not have him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Complain unto the duke of this indignity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Come, go: I will fall prostrate at his feet" & @CRLF & _
                "	And never rise until my tears and prayers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have won his grace to come in person hither" & @CRLF & _
                "	And take perforce my husband from the abbess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Merchant	By this, I think, the dial points at five:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Anon, I'm sure, the duke himself in person" & @CRLF & _
                "	Comes this way to the melancholy vale," & @CRLF & _
                "	The place of death and sorry execution," & @CRLF & _
                "	Behind the ditches of the abbey here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Upon what cause?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Merchant	To see a reverend Syracusian merchant," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who put unluckily into this bay" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the laws and statutes of this town," & @CRLF & _
                "	Beheaded publicly for his offence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	See where they come: we will behold his death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Kneel to the duke before he pass the abbey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE SOLINUS, attended; AEGEON bareheaded; with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Headsman and other Officers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SOLINUS	Yet once again proclaim it publicly," & @CRLF & _
                "	If any friend will pay the sum for him," & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall not die; so much we tender him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Justice, most sacred duke, against the abbess!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SOLINUS	She is a virtuous and a reverend lady:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It cannot be that she hath done thee wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	May it please your grace, Antipholus, my husband," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom I made lord of me and all I had," & @CRLF & _
                "	At your important letters,--this ill day" & @CRLF & _
                "	A most outrageous fit of madness took him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That desperately he hurried through the street," & @CRLF & _
                "	With him his bondman, all as mad as he--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doing displeasure to the citizens" & @CRLF & _
                "	By rushing in their houses, bearing thence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rings, jewels, any thing his rage did like." & @CRLF & _
                "	Once did I get him bound and sent him home," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst to take order for the wrongs I went," & @CRLF & _
                "	That here and there his fury had committed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Anon, I wot not by what strong escape," & @CRLF & _
                "	He broke from those that had the guard of him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with his mad attendant and himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Each one with ireful passion, with drawn swords," & @CRLF & _
                "	Met us again and madly bent on us," & @CRLF & _
                "	Chased us away; till, raising of more aid," & @CRLF & _
                "	We came again to bind them. Then they fled" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into this abbey, whither we pursued them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here the abbess shuts the gates on us" & @CRLF & _
                "	And will not suffer us to fetch him out," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor send him forth that we may bear him hence." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, most gracious duke, with thy command" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him be brought forth and borne hence for help." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SOLINUS	Long since thy husband served me in my wars," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I to thee engaged a prince's word," & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou didst make him master of thy bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	To do him all the grace and good I could." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, some of you, knock at the abbey-gate" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid the lady abbess come to me." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will determine this before I stir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	O mistress, mistress, shift and save yourself!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My master and his man are both broke loose," & @CRLF & _
                "	Beaten the maids a-row and bound the doctor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose beard they have singed off with brands of fire;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ever, as it blazed, they threw on him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Great pails of puddled mire to quench the hair:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My master preaches patience to him and the while" & @CRLF & _
                "	His man with scissors nicks him like a fool," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sure, unless you send some present help," & @CRLF & _
                "	Between them they will kill the conjurer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Peace, fool! thy master and his man are here," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that is false thou dost report to us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Mistress, upon my life, I tell you true;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have not breathed almost since I did see it." & @CRLF & _
                "	He cries for you, and vows, if he can take you," & @CRLF & _
                "	To scorch your face and to disfigure you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Cry within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark, hark! I hear him, mistress. fly, be gone!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SOLINUS	Come, stand by me; fear nothing. Guard with halberds!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Ay me, it is my husband! Witness you," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he is borne about invisible:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even now we housed him in the abbey here;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now he's there, past thought of human reason." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus and DROMIO of Ephesus]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Justice, most gracious duke, O, grant me justice!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even for the service that long since I did thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I bestrid thee in the wars and took" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deep scars to save thy life; even for the blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	That then I lost for thee, now grant me justice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEGEON	Unless the fear of death doth make me dote," & @CRLF & _
                "	I see my son Antipholus and Dromio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Justice, sweet prince, against that woman there!" & @CRLF & _
                "	She whom thou gavest to me to be my wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath abused and dishonour'd me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in the strength and height of injury!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beyond imagination is the wrong" & @CRLF & _
                "	That she this day hath shameless thrown on me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SOLINUS	Discover how, and thou shalt find me just." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	This day, great duke, she shut the doors upon me," & @CRLF & _
                "	While she with harlots feasted in my house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SOLINUS	A grievous fault! Say, woman, didst thou so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	No, my good lord: myself, he and my sister" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-day did dine together. So befall my soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	As this is false he burdens me withal!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANA	Ne'er may I look on day, nor sleep on night," & @CRLF & _
                "	But she tells to your highness simple truth!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	O perjured woman! They are both forsworn:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In this the madman justly chargeth them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	My liege, I am advised what I say," & @CRLF & _
                "	Neither disturbed with the effect of wine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor heady-rash, provoked with raging ire," & @CRLF & _
                "	Albeit my wrongs might make one wiser mad." & @CRLF & _
                "	This woman lock'd me out this day from dinner:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That goldsmith there, were he not pack'd with her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Could witness it, for he was with me then;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who parted with me to go fetch a chain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Promising to bring it to the Porpentine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where Balthazar and I did dine together." & @CRLF & _
                "	Our dinner done, and he not coming thither," & @CRLF & _
                "	I went to seek him: in the street I met him" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in his company that gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "	There did this perjured goldsmith swear me down" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I this day of him received the chain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, God he knows, I saw not: for the which" & @CRLF & _
                "	He did arrest me with an officer." & @CRLF & _
                "	I did obey, and sent my peasant home" & @CRLF & _
                "	For certain ducats: he with none return'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then fairly I bespoke the officer" & @CRLF & _
                "	To go in person with me to my house." & @CRLF & _
                "	By the way we met" & @CRLF & _
                "	My wife, her sister, and a rabble more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of vile confederates. Along with them" & @CRLF & _
                "	They brought one Pinch, a hungry lean-faced villain," & @CRLF & _
                "	A mere anatomy, a mountebank," & @CRLF & _
                "	A threadbare juggler and a fortune-teller," & @CRLF & _
                "	A needy, hollow-eyed, sharp-looking wretch," & @CRLF & _
                "	A dead-looking man: this pernicious slave," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forsooth, took on him as a conjurer," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, gazing in mine eyes, feeling my pulse," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with no face, as 'twere, outfacing me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cries out, I was possess'd. Then all together" & @CRLF & _
                "	They fell upon me, bound me, bore me thence" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in a dark and dankish vault at home" & @CRLF & _
                "	There left me and my man, both bound together;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till, gnawing with my teeth my bonds in sunder," & @CRLF & _
                "	I gain'd my freedom, and immediately" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ran hither to your grace; whom I beseech" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give me ample satisfaction" & @CRLF & _
                "	For these deep shames and great indignities." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	My lord, in truth, thus far I witness with him," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he dined not at home, but was lock'd out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SOLINUS	But had he such a chain of thee or no?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	He had, my lord: and when he ran in here," & @CRLF & _
                "	These people saw the chain about his neck." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Merchant	Besides, I will be sworn these ears of mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heard you confess you had the chain of him" & @CRLF & _
                "	After you first forswore it on the mart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thereupon I drew my sword on you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then you fled into this abbey here," & @CRLF & _
                "	From whence, I think, you are come by miracle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	I never came within these abbey-walls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor ever didst thou draw thy sword on me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I never saw the chain, so help me Heaven!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this is false you burden me withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SOLINUS	Why, what an intricate impeach is this!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I think you all have drunk of Circe's cup." & @CRLF & _
                "	If here you housed him, here he would have been;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If he were mad, he would not plead so coldly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You say he dined at home; the goldsmith here" & @CRLF & _
                "	Denies that saying. Sirrah, what say you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Sir, he dined with her there, at the Porpentine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Courtezan	He did, and from my finger snatch'd that ring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	'Tis true, my liege; this ring I had of her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SOLINUS	Saw'st thou him enter at the abbey here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Courtezan	As sure, my liege, as I do see your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SOLINUS	Why, this is strange. Go call the abbess hither." & @CRLF & _
                "	I think you are all mated or stark mad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit one to Abbess]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEGEON	Most mighty duke, vouchsafe me speak a word:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Haply I see a friend will save my life" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pay the sum that may deliver me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SOLINUS	Speak freely, Syracusian, what thou wilt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEGEON	Is not your name, sir, call'd Antipholus?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And is not that your bondman, Dromio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Within this hour I was his bondman sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	But he, I thank him, gnaw'd in two my cords:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now am I Dromio and his man unbound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEGEON	I am sure you both of you remember me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Ourselves we do remember, sir, by you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For lately we were bound, as you are now" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are not Pinch's patient, are you, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEGEON	Why look you strange on me? you know me well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS	I never saw you in my life till now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEGEON	O, grief hath changed me since you saw me last," & @CRLF & _
                "	And careful hours with time's deformed hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have written strange defeatures in my face:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But tell me yet, dost thou not know my voice?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Neither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEGEON	Dromio, nor thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	                  No, trust me, sir, nor I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEGEON	I am sure thou dost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Ay, sir, but I am sure I do not; and whatsoever a" & @CRLF & _
                "	man denies, you are now bound to believe him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEGEON	Not know my voice! O time's extremity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast thou so crack'd and splitted my poor tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	In seven short years, that here my only son" & @CRLF & _
                "	Knows not my feeble key of untuned cares?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though now this grained face of mine be hid" & @CRLF & _
                "	In sap-consuming winter's drizzled snow," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the conduits of my blood froze up," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet hath my night of life some memory," & @CRLF & _
                "	My wasting lamps some fading glimmer left," & @CRLF & _
                "	My dull deaf ears a little use to hear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All these old witnesses--I cannot err--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me thou art my son Antipholus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	I never saw my father in my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEGEON	But seven years since, in Syracusa, boy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou know'st we parted: but perhaps, my son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shamest to acknowledge me in misery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	The duke and all that know me in the city" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can witness with me that it is not so" & @CRLF & _
                "	I ne'er saw Syracusa in my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SOLINUS	I tell thee, Syracusian, twenty years" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I been patron to Antipholus," & @CRLF & _
                "	During which time he ne'er saw Syracusa:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I see thy age and dangers make thee dote." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter AEMILIA, with ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse and" & @CRLF & _
                "	DROMIO of Syracuse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEMELIA	Most mighty duke, behold a man much wrong'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[All gather to see them]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	I see two husbands, or mine eyes deceive me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SOLINUS	One of these men is Genius to the other;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so of these. Which is the natural man," & @CRLF & _
                "	And which the spirit? who deciphers them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	I, sir, am Dromio; command him away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	I, sir, am Dromio; pray, let me stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	AEgeon art thou not? or else his ghost?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	O, my old master! who hath bound him here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEMELIA	Whoever bound him, I will loose his bonds" & @CRLF & _
                "	And gain a husband by his liberty." & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak, old AEgeon, if thou be'st the man" & @CRLF & _
                "	That hadst a wife once call'd AEmilia" & @CRLF & _
                "	That bore thee at a burden two fair sons:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, if thou be'st the same AEgeon, speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	And speak unto the same AEmilia!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEGEON	If I dream not, thou art AEmilia:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou art she, tell me where is that son" & @CRLF & _
                "	That floated with thee on the fatal raft?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEMELIA	By men of Epidamnum he and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the twin Dromio all were taken up;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But by and by rude fishermen of Corinth" & @CRLF & _
                "	By force took Dromio and my son from them" & @CRLF & _
                "	And me they left with those of Epidamnum." & @CRLF & _
                "	What then became of them I cannot tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	I to this fortune that you see me in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SOLINUS	Why, here begins his morning story right;" & @CRLF & _
                "	These two Antipholuses, these two so like," & @CRLF & _
                "	And these two Dromios, one in semblance,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides her urging of her wreck at sea,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	These are the parents to these children," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which accidentally are met together." & @CRLF & _
                "	Antipholus, thou camest from Corinth first?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	No, sir, not I; I came from Syracuse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SOLINUS	Stay, stand apart; I know not which is which." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	I came from Corinth, my most gracious lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	And I with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Brought to this town by that most famous warrior," & @CRLF & _
                "	Duke Menaphon, your most renowned uncle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	Which of you two did dine with me to-day?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	I, gentle mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	And are not you my husband?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	No; I say nay to that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	And so do I; yet did she call me so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this fair gentlewoman, her sister here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did call me brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To Luciana]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		What I told you then," & @CRLF & _
                "	I hope I shall have leisure to make good;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If this be not a dream I see and hear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	That is the chain, sir, which you had of me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	I think it be, sir; I deny it not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	And you, sir, for this chain arrested me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	I think I did, sir; I deny it not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANA	I sent you money, sir, to be your bail," & @CRLF & _
                "	By Dromio; but I think he brought it not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	No, none by me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	This purse of ducats I received from you," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Dromio, my man, did bring them me." & @CRLF & _
                "	I see we still did meet each other's man," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I was ta'en for him, and he for me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thereupon these errors are arose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	These ducats pawn I for my father here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SOLINUS	It shall not need; thy father hath his life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Courtezan	Sir, I must have that diamond from you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	There, take it; and much thanks for my good cheer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEMELIA	Renowned duke, vouchsafe to take the pains" & @CRLF & _
                "	To go with us into the abbey here" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hear at large discoursed all our fortunes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all that are assembled in this place," & @CRLF & _
                "	That by this sympathized one day's error" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have suffer'd wrong, go keep us company," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we shall make full satisfaction." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thirty-three years have I but gone in travail" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of you, my sons; and till this present hour" & @CRLF & _
                "	My heavy burden ne'er delivered." & @CRLF & _
                "	The duke, my husband and my children both," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you the calendars of their nativity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go to a gossips' feast and go with me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	After so long grief, such festivity!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE SOLINUS	With all my heart, I'll gossip at this feast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but Antipholus of Syracuse, Antipholus" & @CRLF & _
                "	of Ephesus, Dromio of Syracuse and Dromio of Ephesus]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Master, shall I fetch your stuff from shipboard?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF EPHESUS	Dromio, what stuff of mine hast thou embark'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Your goods that lay at host, sir, in the Centaur." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIPHOLUS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF SYRACUSE	He speaks to me. I am your master, Dromio:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, go with us; we'll look to that anon:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Embrace thy brother there; rejoice with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Antipholus of Syracuse and Antipholus of Ephesus]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	There is a fat friend at your master's house," & @CRLF & _
                "	That kitchen'd me for you to-day at dinner:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She now shall be my sister, not my wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Methinks you are my glass, and not my brother:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I see by you I am a sweet-faced youth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you walk in to see their gossiping?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	Not I, sir; you are my elder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	That's a question: how shall we try it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF SYRACUSE	We'll draw cuts for the senior: till then lead thou first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DROMIO OF EPHESUS	Nay, then, thus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We came into the world like brother and brother;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now let's go hand in hand, not one before another." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS MARCIUS	(MARCUS:)  Afterwards CAIUS MARCIUS CORIOLANUS." & @CRLF & _
                "	(CORIOLANUS:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS LARTIUS	(LARTIUS:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|  generals against the Volscians." & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS		|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS AGRIPPA	friend to Coriolanus. (MENENIUS:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS VELUTUS	(SICINIUS:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|  tribunes of the people." & @CRLF & _
                "JUNIUS BRUTUS	(BRUTUS:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Young MARCUS	son to Coriolanus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Roman Herald. (Herald:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TULLUS AUFIDIUS	general of the Volscians. (AUFIDIUS:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lieutenant to Aufidius. (Lieutenant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Conspirators with Aufidius." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Conspirator:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Conspirator:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Conspirator:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Citizen of Antium." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two Volscian Guards." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	mother to Coriolanus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	wife to Coriolanus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALERIA	friend to Virgilia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gentlewoman, attending on Virgilia. (Gentlewoman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Roman and Volscian Senators, Patricians," & @CRLF & _
                "	AEdiles, Lictors, Soldiers, Citizens, Messengers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Servants to Aufidius, and other Attendants." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Senator:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Senator:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(A Patrician:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Patrician:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(AEdile:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Soldier:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Soldier:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Citizen:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Citizen:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Citizen:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Fourth Citizen:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Fifth Citizen:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Sixth Citizen:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Seventh Citizen:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Serviceman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Serviceman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Serviceman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Officer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Officer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Officer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Roman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Roman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Roman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Roman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Volsce:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Rome and the neighbourhood; Corioli" & @CRLF & _
                "	and the neighbourhood; Antium." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Rome. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a company of mutinous Citizens, with staves," & @CRLF & _
                "	clubs, and other weapons]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Before we proceed any further, hear me speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Speak, speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	You are all resolved rather to die than to famish?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Resolved. resolved." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	First, you know Caius Marcius is chief enemy to the people." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	We know't, we know't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Let us kill him, and we'll have corn at our own price." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is't a verdict?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	No more talking on't; let it be done: away, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	One word, good citizens." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	We are accounted poor citizens, the patricians good." & @CRLF & _
                "	What authority surfeits on would relieve us: if they" & @CRLF & _
                "	would yield us but the superfluity, while it were" & @CRLF & _
                "	wholesome, we might guess they relieved us humanely;" & @CRLF & _
                "	but they think we are too dear: the leanness that" & @CRLF & _
                "	afflicts us, the object of our misery, is as an" & @CRLF & _
                "	inventory to particularise their abundance; our" & @CRLF & _
                "	sufferance is a gain to them Let us revenge this with" & @CRLF & _
                "	our pikes, ere we become rakes: for the gods know I" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak this in hunger for bread, not in thirst for revenge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	Would you proceed especially against Caius Marcius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Against him first: he's a very dog to the commonalty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	Consider you what services he has done for his country?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Very well; and could be content to give him good" & @CRLF & _
                "	report fort, but that he pays himself with being proud." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	Nay, but speak not maliciously." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	I say unto you, what he hath done famously, he did" & @CRLF & _
                "	it to that end: though soft-conscienced men can be" & @CRLF & _
                "	content to say it was for his country he did it to" & @CRLF & _
                "	please his mother and to be partly proud; which he" & @CRLF & _
                "	is, even till the altitude of his virtue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	What he cannot help in his nature, you account a" & @CRLF & _
                "	vice in him. You must in no way say he is covetous." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	If I must not, I need not be barren of accusations;" & @CRLF & _
                "	he hath faults, with surplus, to tire in repetition." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Shouts within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What shouts are these? The other side o' the city" & @CRLF & _
                "	is risen: why stay we prating here? to the Capitol!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Come, come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Soft! who comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MENENIUS AGRIPPA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	Worthy Menenius Agrippa; one that hath always loved" & @CRLF & _
                "	the people." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	He's one honest enough: would all the rest were so!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	What work's, my countrymen, in hand? where go you" & @CRLF & _
                "	With bats and clubs? The matter? speak, I pray you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Our business is not unknown to the senate; they have" & @CRLF & _
                "	had inkling this fortnight what we intend to do," & @CRLF & _
                "	which now we'll show 'em in deeds. They say poor" & @CRLF & _
                "	suitors have strong breaths: they shall know we" & @CRLF & _
                "	have strong arms too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Why, masters, my good friends, mine honest neighbours," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you undo yourselves?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	We cannot, sir, we are undone already." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	I tell you, friends, most charitable care" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have the patricians of you. For your wants," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your suffering in this dearth, you may as well" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strike at the heaven with your staves as lift them" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the Roman state, whose course will on" & @CRLF & _
                "	The way it takes, cracking ten thousand curbs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of more strong link asunder than can ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	Appear in your impediment. For the dearth," & @CRLF & _
                "	The gods, not the patricians, make it, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your knees to them, not arms, must help. Alack," & @CRLF & _
                "	You are transported by calamity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thither where more attends you, and you slander" & @CRLF & _
                "	The helms o' the state, who care for you like fathers," & @CRLF & _
                "	When you curse them as enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Care for us! True, indeed! They ne'er cared for us" & @CRLF & _
                "	yet: suffer us to famish, and their store-houses" & @CRLF & _
                "	crammed with grain; make edicts for usury, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	support usurers; repeal daily any wholesome act" & @CRLF & _
                "	established against the rich, and provide more" & @CRLF & _
                "	piercing statutes daily, to chain up and restrain" & @CRLF & _
                "	the poor. If the wars eat us not up, they will; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	there's all the love they bear us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Either you must" & @CRLF & _
                "	Confess yourselves wondrous malicious," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or be accused of folly. I shall tell you" & @CRLF & _
                "	A pretty tale: it may be you have heard it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, since it serves my purpose, I will venture" & @CRLF & _
                "	To stale 't a little more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Well, I'll hear it, sir: yet you must not think to" & @CRLF & _
                "	fob off our disgrace with a tale: but, an 't please" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, deliver." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	There was a time when all the body's members" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rebell'd against the belly, thus accused it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That only like a gulf it did remain" & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the midst o' the body, idle and unactive," & @CRLF & _
                "	Still cupboarding the viand, never bearing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like labour with the rest, where the other instruments" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did see and hear, devise, instruct, walk, feel," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, mutually participate, did minister" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the appetite and affection common" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the whole body. The belly answer'd--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Well, sir, what answer made the belly?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Sir, I shall tell you. With a kind of smile," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which ne'er came from the lungs, but even thus--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, look you, I may make the belly smile" & @CRLF & _
                "	As well as speak--it tauntingly replied" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the discontented members, the mutinous parts" & @CRLF & _
                "	That envied his receipt; even so most fitly" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you malign our senators for that" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are not such as you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Your belly's answer? What!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The kingly-crowned head, the vigilant eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	The counsellor heart, the arm our soldier," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our steed the leg, the tongue our trumpeter." & @CRLF & _
                "	With other muniments and petty helps" & @CRLF & _
                "	In this our fabric, if that they--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	What then?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Fore me, this fellow speaks! What then? what then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Should by the cormorant belly be restrain'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who is the sink o' the body,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Well, what then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	The former agents, if they did complain," & @CRLF & _
                "	What could the belly answer?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	I will tell you" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you'll bestow a small--of what you have little--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Patience awhile, you'll hear the belly's answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Ye're long about it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Note me this, good friend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your most grave belly was deliberate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not rash like his accusers, and thus answer'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'True is it, my incorporate friends,' quoth he," & @CRLF & _
                "	'That I receive the general food at first," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which you do live upon; and fit it is," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because I am the store-house and the shop" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the whole body: but, if you do remember," & @CRLF & _
                "	I send it through the rivers of your blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to the court, the heart, to the seat o' the brain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, through the cranks and offices of man," & @CRLF & _
                "	The strongest nerves and small inferior veins" & @CRLF & _
                "	From me receive that natural competency" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereby they live: and though that all at once," & @CRLF & _
                "	You, my good friends,'--this says the belly, mark me,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Ay, sir; well, well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	'Though all at once cannot" & @CRLF & _
                "	See what I do deliver out to each," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet I can make my audit up, that all" & @CRLF & _
                "	From me do back receive the flour of all," & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave me but the bran.' What say you to't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	It was an answer: how apply you this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	The senators of Rome are this good belly," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you the mutinous members; for examine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their counsels and their cares, digest things rightly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Touching the weal o' the common, you shall find" & @CRLF & _
                "	No public benefit which you receive" & @CRLF & _
                "	But it proceeds or comes from them to you" & @CRLF & _
                "	And no way from yourselves. What do you think," & @CRLF & _
                "	You, the great toe of this assembly?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	I the great toe! why the great toe?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	For that, being one o' the lowest, basest, poorest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this most wise rebellion, thou go'st foremost:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou rascal, that art worst in blood to run," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lead'st first to win some vantage." & @CRLF & _
                "	But make you ready your stiff bats and clubs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rome and her rats are at the point of battle;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The one side must have bale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CAIUS MARCIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		       Hail, noble Marcius!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	Thanks. What's the matter, you dissentious rogues," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, rubbing the poor itch of your opinion," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make yourselves scabs?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	We have ever your good word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	He that will give good words to thee will flatter" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beneath abhorring. What would you have, you curs," & @CRLF & _
                "	That like nor peace nor war? the one affrights you," & @CRLF & _
                "	The other makes you proud. He that trusts to you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where he should find you lions, finds you hares;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where foxes, geese: you are no surer, no," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than is the coal of fire upon the ice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or hailstone in the sun. Your virtue is" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make him worthy whose offence subdues him" & @CRLF & _
                "	And curse that justice did it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who deserves greatness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deserves your hate; and your affections are" & @CRLF & _
                "	A sick man's appetite, who desires most that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which would increase his evil. He that depends" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon your favours swims with fins of lead" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye! Trust Ye?" & @CRLF & _
                "	With every minute you do change a mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	And call him noble that was now your hate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Him vile that was your garland. What's the matter," & @CRLF & _
                "	That in these several places of the city" & @CRLF & _
                "	You cry against the noble senate, who," & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the gods, keep you in awe, which else" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would feed on one another? What's their seeking?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	For corn at their own rates; whereof, they say," & @CRLF & _
                "	The city is well stored." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	Hang 'em! They say!" & @CRLF & _
                "	They'll sit by the fire, and presume to know" & @CRLF & _
                "	What's done i' the Capitol; who's like to rise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who thrives and who declines; side factions" & @CRLF & _
                "	and give out" & @CRLF & _
                "	Conjectural marriages; making parties strong" & @CRLF & _
                "	And feebling such as stand not in their liking" & @CRLF & _
                "	Below their cobbled shoes. They say there's" & @CRLF & _
                "	grain enough!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would the nobility lay aside their ruth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let me use my sword, I'll make a quarry" & @CRLF & _
                "	With thousands of these quarter'd slaves, as high" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I could pick my lance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Nay, these are almost thoroughly persuaded;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For though abundantly they lack discretion," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet are they passing cowardly. But, I beseech you," & @CRLF & _
                "	What says the other troop?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	They are dissolved: hang 'em!" & @CRLF & _
                "	They said they were an-hungry; sigh'd forth proverbs," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hunger broke stone walls, that dogs must eat," & @CRLF & _
                "	That meat was made for mouths, that the gods sent not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Corn for the rich men only: with these shreds" & @CRLF & _
                "	They vented their complainings; which being answer'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And a petition granted them, a strange one--" & @CRLF & _
                "	To break the heart of generosity," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make bold power look pale--they threw their caps" & @CRLF & _
                "	As they would hang them on the horns o' the moon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shouting their emulation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	What is granted them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	Five tribunes to defend their vulgar wisdoms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of their own choice: one's Junius Brutus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sicinius Velutus, and I know not--'Sdeath!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rabble should have first unroof'd the city," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere so prevail'd with me: it will in time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Win upon power and throw forth greater themes" & @CRLF & _
                "	For insurrection's arguing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	This is strange." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	Go, get you home, you fragments!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger, hastily]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Where's Caius Marcius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	Here: what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	The news is, sir, the Volsces are in arms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	I am glad on 't: then we shall ha' means to vent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our musty superfluity. See, our best elders." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter COMINIUS, TITUS LARTIUS, and other Senators;" & @CRLF & _
                "	JUNIUS BRUTUS and SICINIUS VELUTUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Marcius, 'tis true that you have lately told us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Volsces are in arms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	They have a leader," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tullus Aufidius, that will put you to 't." & @CRLF & _
                "	I sin in envying his nobility," & @CRLF & _
                "	And were I any thing but what I am," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would wish me only he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	You have fought together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	Were half to half the world by the ears and he." & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my party, I'ld revolt to make" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only my wars with him: he is a lion" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I am proud to hunt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Then, worthy Marcius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Attend upon Cominius to these wars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	It is your former promise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	Sir, it is;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I am constant. Titus Lartius, thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shalt see me once more strike at Tullus' face." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, art thou stiff? stand'st out?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS	No, Caius Marcius;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll lean upon one crutch and fight with t'other," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere stay behind this business." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	O, true-bred!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Your company to the Capitol; where, I know," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our greatest friends attend us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS	[To COMINIUS]                Lead you on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To MARCIUS]  Follow Cominius; we must follow you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Right worthy you priority." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Noble Marcius!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	[To the Citizens]  Hence to your homes; be gone!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	Nay, let them follow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Volsces have much corn; take these rats thither" & @CRLF & _
                "	To gnaw their garners. Worshipful mutiners," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your valour puts well forth: pray, follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Citizens steal away. Exeunt all but SICINIUS" & @CRLF & _
                "	and BRUTUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Was ever man so proud as is this Marcius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	He has no equal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	When we were chosen tribunes for the people,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Mark'd you his lip and eyes?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Nay. but his taunts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Being moved, he will not spare to gird the gods." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Be-mock the modest moon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	The present wars devour him: he is grown" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too proud to be so valiant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Such a nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tickled with good success, disdains the shadow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he treads on at noon: but I do wonder" & @CRLF & _
                "	His insolence can brook to be commanded" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under Cominius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Fame, at the which he aims," & @CRLF & _
                "	In whom already he's well graced, can not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Better be held nor more attain'd than by" & @CRLF & _
                "	A place below the first: for what miscarries" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be the general's fault, though he perform" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the utmost of a man, and giddy censure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will then cry out of Marcius 'O if he" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had borne the business!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Besides, if things go well," & @CRLF & _
                "	Opinion that so sticks on Marcius shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of his demerits rob Cominius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Come:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Half all Cominius' honours are to Marcius." & @CRLF & _
                "	Though Marcius earned them not, and all his faults" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Marcius shall be honours, though indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	In aught he merit not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Let's hence, and hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	How the dispatch is made, and in what fashion," & @CRLF & _
                "	More than his singularity, he goes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon this present action." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Lets along." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Corioli. The Senate-house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TULLUS AUFIDIUS and certain Senators]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	So, your opinion is, Aufidius," & @CRLF & _
                "	That they of Rome are entered in our counsels" & @CRLF & _
                "	And know how we proceed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	Is it not yours?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What ever have been thought on in this state," & @CRLF & _
                "	That could be brought to bodily act ere Rome" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had circumvention? 'Tis not four days gone" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since I heard thence; these are the words: I think" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have the letter here; yes, here it is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'They have press'd a power, but it is not known" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether for east or west: the dearth is great;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The people mutinous; and it is rumour'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cominius, Marcius your old enemy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who is of Rome worse hated than of you," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Titus Lartius, a most valiant Roman," & @CRLF & _
                "	These three lead on this preparation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whither 'tis bent: most likely 'tis for you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Consider of it.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	                  Our army's in the field" & @CRLF & _
                "	We never yet made doubt but Rome was ready" & @CRLF & _
                "	To answer us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	                  Nor did you think it folly" & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep your great pretences veil'd till when" & @CRLF & _
                "	They needs must show themselves; which" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the hatching," & @CRLF & _
                "	It seem'd, appear'd to Rome. By the discovery." & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall be shorten'd in our aim, which was" & @CRLF & _
                "	To take in many towns ere almost Rome" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should know we were afoot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	Noble Aufidius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Take your commission; hie you to your bands:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us alone to guard Corioli:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If they set down before 's, for the remove" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring your army; but, I think, you'll find" & @CRLF & _
                "	They've not prepared for us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	O, doubt not that;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I speak from certainties. Nay, more," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some parcels of their power are forth already," & @CRLF & _
                "	And only hitherward. I leave your honours." & @CRLF & _
                "	If we and Caius Marcius chance to meet," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis sworn between us we shall ever strike" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till one can do no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	The gods assist you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	And keep your honours safe!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Rome. A room in Marcius' house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter VOLUMNIA and VIRGILIA	they set them down" & @CRLF & _
                "	on two low stools, and sew]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	I pray you, daughter, sing; or express yourself in a" & @CRLF & _
                "	more comfortable sort: if my son were my husband, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	should freelier rejoice in that absence wherein he" & @CRLF & _
                "	won honour than in the embracements of his bed where" & @CRLF & _
                "	he would show most love. When yet he was but" & @CRLF & _
                "	tender-bodied and the only son of my womb, when" & @CRLF & _
                "	youth with comeliness plucked all gaze his way, when" & @CRLF & _
                "	for a day of kings' entreaties a mother should not" & @CRLF & _
                "	sell him an hour from her beholding, I, considering" & @CRLF & _
                "	how honour would become such a person. that it was" & @CRLF & _
                "	no better than picture-like to hang by the wall, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	renown made it not stir, was pleased to let him seek" & @CRLF & _
                "	danger where he was like to find fame. To a cruel" & @CRLF & _
                "	war I sent him; from whence he returned, his brows" & @CRLF & _
                "	bound with oak. I tell thee, daughter, I sprang not" & @CRLF & _
                "	more in joy at first hearing he was a man-child" & @CRLF & _
                "	than now in first seeing he had proved himself a" & @CRLF & _
                "	man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	But had he died in the business, madam; how then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Then his good report should have been my son; I" & @CRLF & _
                "	therein would have found issue. Hear me profess" & @CRLF & _
                "	sincerely: had I a dozen sons, each in my love" & @CRLF & _
                "	alike and none less dear than thine and my good" & @CRLF & _
                "	Marcius, I had rather had eleven die nobly for their" & @CRLF & _
                "	country than one voluptuously surfeit out of action." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Gentlewoman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentlewoman	Madam, the Lady Valeria is come to visit you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	Beseech you, give me leave to retire myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Indeed, you shall not." & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks I hear hither your husband's drum," & @CRLF & _
                "	See him pluck Aufidius down by the hair," & @CRLF & _
                "	As children from a bear, the Volsces shunning him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks I see him stamp thus, and call thus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Come on, you cowards! you were got in fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though you were born in Rome:' his bloody brow" & @CRLF & _
                "	With his mail'd hand then wiping, forth he goes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to a harvest-man that's task'd to mow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or all or lose his hire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	His bloody brow! O Jupiter, no blood!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Away, you fool! it more becomes a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than gilt his trophy: the breasts of Hecuba," & @CRLF & _
                "	When she did suckle Hector, look'd not lovelier" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than Hector's forehead when it spit forth blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	At Grecian sword, contemning. Tell Valeria," & @CRLF & _
                "	We are fit to bid her welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Gentlewoman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	Heavens bless my lord from fell Aufidius!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	He'll beat Aufidius 'head below his knee" & @CRLF & _
                "	And tread upon his neck." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter VALERIA, with an Usher and Gentlewoman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALERIA	My ladies both, good day to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Sweet madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	I am glad to see your ladyship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALERIA	How do you both? you are manifest house-keepers." & @CRLF & _
                "	What are you sewing here? A fine spot, in good" & @CRLF & _
                "	faith. How does your little son?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	I thank your ladyship; well, good madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	He had rather see the swords, and hear a drum, than" & @CRLF & _
                "	look upon his school-master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALERIA	O' my word, the father's son: I'll swear,'tis a" & @CRLF & _
                "	very pretty boy. O' my troth, I looked upon him o'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wednesday half an hour together: has such a" & @CRLF & _
                "	confirmed countenance. I saw him run after a gilded" & @CRLF & _
                "	butterfly: and when he caught it, he let it go" & @CRLF & _
                "	again; and after it again; and over and over he" & @CRLF & _
                "	comes, and again; catched it again; or whether his" & @CRLF & _
                "	fall enraged him, or how 'twas, he did so set his" & @CRLF & _
                "	teeth and tear it; O, I warrant it, how he mammocked" & @CRLF & _
                "	it!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	One on 's father's moods." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALERIA	Indeed, la, 'tis a noble child." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	A crack, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALERIA	Come, lay aside your stitchery; I must have you play" & @CRLF & _
                "	the idle husewife with me this afternoon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	No, good madam; I will not out of doors." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALERIA	Not out of doors!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	She shall, she shall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	Indeed, no, by your patience; I'll not over the" & @CRLF & _
                "	threshold till my lord return from the wars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALERIA	Fie, you confine yourself most unreasonably: come," & @CRLF & _
                "	you must go visit the good lady that lies in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	I will wish her speedy strength, and visit her with" & @CRLF & _
                "	my prayers; but I cannot go thither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Why, I pray you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	'Tis not to save labour, nor that I want love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALERIA	You would be another Penelope: yet, they say, all" & @CRLF & _
                "	the yarn she spun in Ulysses' absence did but fill" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ithaca full of moths. Come; I would your cambric" & @CRLF & _
                "	were sensible as your finger, that you might leave" & @CRLF & _
                "	pricking it for pity. Come, you shall go with us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	No, good madam, pardon me; indeed, I will not forth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALERIA	In truth, la, go with me; and I'll tell you" & @CRLF & _
                "	excellent news of your husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	O, good madam, there can be none yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALERIA	Verily, I do not jest with you; there came news from" & @CRLF & _
                "	him last night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	Indeed, madam?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALERIA	In earnest, it's true; I heard a senator speak it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus it is: the Volsces have an army forth; against" & @CRLF & _
                "	whom Cominius the general is gone, with one part of" & @CRLF & _
                "	our Roman power: your lord and Titus Lartius are set" & @CRLF & _
                "	down before their city Corioli; they nothing doubt" & @CRLF & _
                "	prevailing and to make it brief wars. This is true," & @CRLF & _
                "	on mine honour; and so, I pray, go with us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	Give me excuse, good madam; I will obey you in every" & @CRLF & _
                "	thing hereafter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Let her alone, lady: as she is now, she will but" & @CRLF & _
                "	disease our better mirth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALERIA	In troth, I think she would. Fare you well, then." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, good sweet lady. Prithee, Virgilia, turn thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	solemness out o' door. and go along with us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	No, at a word, madam; indeed, I must not. I wish" & @CRLF & _
                "	you much mirth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALERIA	Well, then, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Before Corioli." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, with drum and colours, MARCIUS, TITUS" & @CRLF & _
                "	LARTIUS, Captains and Soldiers. To them a" & @CRLF & _
                "	Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	Yonder comes news. A wager they have met." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LARTIUS	My horse to yours, no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	'Tis done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LARTIUS	Agreed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	Say, has our general met the enemy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	They lie in view; but have not spoke as yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LARTIUS	So, the good horse is mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	I'll buy him of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LARTIUS	No, I'll nor sell nor give him: lend you him I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	For half a hundred years. Summon the town." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	How far off lie these armies?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Within this mile and half." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	Then shall we hear their 'larum, and they ours." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, Mars, I prithee, make us quick in work," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we with smoking swords may march from hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	To help our fielded friends! Come, blow thy blast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They sound a parley. Enter two Senators with others" & @CRLF & _
                "	on the walls]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tutus Aufidius, is he within your walls?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	No, nor a man that fears you less than he," & @CRLF & _
                "	That's lesser than a little." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drums afar off]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		       Hark! our drums" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are bringing forth our youth. We'll break our walls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rather than they shall pound us up: our gates," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which yet seem shut, we, have but pinn'd with rushes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They'll open of themselves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum afar off]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		      Hark you. far off!" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is Aufidius; list, what work he makes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Amongst your cloven army." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	O, they are at it!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LARTIUS	Their noise be our instruction. Ladders, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the army of the Volsces]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	They fear us not, but issue forth their city." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now put your shields before your hearts, and fight" & @CRLF & _
                "	With hearts more proof than shields. Advance," & @CRLF & _
                "	brave Titus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They do disdain us much beyond our thoughts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which makes me sweat with wrath. Come on, my fellows:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He that retires I'll take him for a Volsce," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he shall feel mine edge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. The Romans are beat back to their" & @CRLF & _
                "	trenches. Re-enter MARCIUS cursing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	All the contagion of the south light on you," & @CRLF & _
                "	You shames of Rome! you herd of--Boils and plagues" & @CRLF & _
                "	Plaster you o'er, that you may be abhorr'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Further than seen and one infect another" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the wind a mile! You souls of geese," & @CRLF & _
                "	That bear the shapes of men, how have you run" & @CRLF & _
                "	From slaves that apes would beat! Pluto and hell!" & @CRLF & _
                "	All hurt behind; backs red, and faces pale" & @CRLF & _
                "	With flight and agued fear! Mend and charge home," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, by the fires of heaven, I'll leave the foe" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make my wars on you: look to't: come on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you'll stand fast, we'll beat them to their wives," & @CRLF & _
                "	As they us to our trenches followed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Another alarum. The Volsces fly, and MARCIUS" & @CRLF & _
                "	follows them to the gates]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	So, now the gates are ope: now prove good seconds:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis for the followers fortune widens them," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not for the fliers: mark me, and do the like." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enters the gates]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Fool-hardiness; not I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Soldier	Nor I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[MARCIUS is shut in]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	See, they have shut him in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	To the pot, I warrant him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum continues]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter TITUS LARTIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LARTIUS	What is become of Marcius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Slain, sir, doubtless." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Following the fliers at the very heels," & @CRLF & _
                "	With them he enters; who, upon the sudden," & @CRLF & _
                "	Clapp'd to their gates: he is himself alone," & @CRLF & _
                "	To answer all the city." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LARTIUS	O noble fellow!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who sensibly outdares his senseless sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, when it bows, stands up. Thou art left, Marcius:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A carbuncle entire, as big as thou art," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were not so rich a jewel. Thou wast a soldier" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to Cato's wish, not fierce and terrible" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only in strokes; but, with thy grim looks and" & @CRLF & _
                "	The thunder-like percussion of thy sounds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou madst thine enemies shake, as if the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were feverous and did tremble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter MARCIUS, bleeding, assaulted by the enemy]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Look, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LARTIUS	O,'tis Marcius!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's fetch him off, or make remain alike." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They fight, and all enter the city]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Corioli. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter certain Romans, with spoils]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Roman	This will I carry to Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Roman	And I this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Roman	A murrain on't! I took this for silver." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum continues still afar off]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARCIUS and TITUS LARTIUS with a trumpet]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	See here these movers that do prize their hours" & @CRLF & _
                "	At a crack'd drachm! Cushions, leaden spoons," & @CRLF & _
                "	Irons of a doit, doublets that hangmen would" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bury with those that wore them, these base slaves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere yet the fight be done, pack up: down with them!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hark, what noise the general makes! To him!" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is the man of my soul's hate, Aufidius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Piercing our Romans: then, valiant Titus, take" & @CRLF & _
                "	Convenient numbers to make good the city;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst I, with those that have the spirit, will haste" & @CRLF & _
                "	To help Cominius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LARTIUS	                  Worthy sir, thou bleed'st;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy exercise hath been too violent for" & @CRLF & _
                "	A second course of fight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	Sir, praise me not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My work hath yet not warm'd me: fare you well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The blood I drop is rather physical" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than dangerous to me: to Aufidius thus" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will appear, and fight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LARTIUS	Now the fair goddess, Fortune," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fall deep in love with thee; and her great charms" & @CRLF & _
                "	Misguide thy opposers' swords! Bold gentleman," & @CRLF & _
                "	Prosperity be thy page!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	Thy friend no less" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than those she placeth highest! So, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LARTIUS	Thou worthiest Marcius!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit MARCIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, sound thy trumpet in the market-place;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call thither all the officers o' the town," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where they shall know our mind: away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	Near the camp of Cominius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter COMINIUS, as it were in retire," & @CRLF & _
                "	with soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Breathe you, my friends: well fought;" & @CRLF & _
                "	we are come off" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like Romans, neither foolish in our stands," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor cowardly in retire: believe me, sirs," & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall be charged again. Whiles we have struck," & @CRLF & _
                "	By interims and conveying gusts we have heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	The charges of our friends. Ye Roman gods!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lead their successes as we wish our own," & @CRLF & _
                "	That both our powers, with smiling" & @CRLF & _
                "	fronts encountering," & @CRLF & _
                "	May give you thankful sacrifice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		                  Thy news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	The citizens of Corioli have issued," & @CRLF & _
                "	And given to Lartius and to Marcius battle:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw our party to their trenches driven," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then I came away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Though thou speak'st truth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks thou speak'st not well." & @CRLF & _
                "	How long is't since?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Above an hour, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	'Tis not a mile; briefly we heard their drums:" & @CRLF & _
                "	How couldst thou in a mile confound an hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring thy news so late?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Spies of the Volsces" & @CRLF & _
                "	Held me in chase, that I was forced to wheel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Three or four miles about, else had I, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Half an hour since brought my report." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Who's yonder," & @CRLF & _
                "	That does appear as he were flay'd? O gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	He has the stamp of Marcius; and I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before-time seen him thus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	[Within]                 Come I too late?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	The shepherd knows not thunder from a tabour" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than I know the sound of Marcius' tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	From every meaner man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARCIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	Come I too late?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Ay, if you come not in the blood of others," & @CRLF & _
                "	But mantled in your own." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	O, let me clip ye" & @CRLF & _
                "	In arms as sound as when I woo'd, in heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	As merry as when our nuptial day was done," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tapers burn'd to bedward!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Flower of warriors," & @CRLF & _
                "	How is it with Titus Lartius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	As with a man busied about decrees:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Condemning some to death, and some to exile;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ransoming him, or pitying, threatening the other;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Holding Corioli in the name of Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even like a fawning greyhound in the leash," & @CRLF & _
                "	To let him slip at will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Where is that slave" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which told me they had beat you to your trenches?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is he? call him hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	Let him alone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He did inform the truth: but for our gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	The common file--a plague! tribunes for them!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mouse ne'er shunn'd the cat as they did budge" & @CRLF & _
                "	From rascals worse than they." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	But how prevail'd you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	Will the time serve to tell? I do not think." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is the enemy? are you lords o' the field?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not, why cease you till you are so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Marcius," & @CRLF & _
                "	We have at disadvantage fought and did" & @CRLF & _
                "	Retire to win our purpose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	How lies their battle? know you on which side" & @CRLF & _
                "	They have placed their men of trust?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	As I guess, Marcius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their bands i' the vaward are the Antiates," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of their best trust; o'er them Aufidius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their very heart of hope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	I do beseech you," & @CRLF & _
                "	By all the battles wherein we have fought," & @CRLF & _
                "	By the blood we have shed together, by the vows" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have made to endure friends, that you directly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Set me against Aufidius and his Antiates;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that you not delay the present, but," & @CRLF & _
                "	Filling the air with swords advanced and darts," & @CRLF & _
                "	We prove this very hour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Though I could wish" & @CRLF & _
                "	You were conducted to a gentle bath" & @CRLF & _
                "	And balms applied to, you, yet dare I never" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deny your asking: take your choice of those" & @CRLF & _
                "	That best can aid your action." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	Those are they" & @CRLF & _
                "	That most are willing. If any such be here--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As it were sin to doubt--that love this painting" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein you see me smear'd; if any fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lesser his person than an ill report;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If any think brave death outweighs bad life" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that his country's dearer than himself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him alone, or so many so minded," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wave thus, to express his disposition," & @CRLF & _
                "	And follow Marcius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They all shout and wave their swords, take him up in" & @CRLF & _
                "	their arms, and cast up their caps]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, me alone! make you a sword of me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If these shows be not outward, which of you" & @CRLF & _
                "	But is four Volsces? none of you but is" & @CRLF & _
                "	Able to bear against the great Aufidius" & @CRLF & _
                "	A shield as hard as his. A certain number," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though thanks to all, must I select" & @CRLF & _
                "	from all: the rest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall bear the business in some other fight," & @CRLF & _
                "	As cause will be obey'd. Please you to march;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And four shall quickly draw out my command," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which men are best inclined." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	March on, my fellows:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make good this ostentation, and you shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Divide in all with us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VII	The gates of Corioli." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[TITUS LARTIUS, having set a guard upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	Corioli, going with drum and trumpet toward" & @CRLF & _
                "	COMINIUS and CAIUS MARCIUS, enters with" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lieutenant, other Soldiers, and a Scout]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LARTIUS	So, let the ports be guarded: keep your duties," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I have set them down. If I do send, dispatch" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those centuries to our aid: the rest will serve" & @CRLF & _
                "	For a short holding: if we lose the field," & @CRLF & _
                "	We cannot keep the town." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lieutenant	Fear not our care, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LARTIUS	Hence, and shut your gates upon's." & @CRLF & _
                "	Our guider, come; to the Roman camp conduct us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VIII	A field of battle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum as in battle. Enter, from opposite sides," & @CRLF & _
                "	MARCIUS and AUFIDIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	I'll fight with none but thee; for I do hate thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Worse than a promise-breaker." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	We hate alike:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not Afric owns a serpent I abhor" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than thy fame and envy. Fix thy foot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	Let the first budger die the other's slave," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the gods doom him after!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	If I fly, Marcius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Holloa me like a hare." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	Within these three hours, Tullus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Alone I fought in your Corioli walls," & @CRLF & _
                "	And made what work I pleased: 'tis not my blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein thou seest me mask'd; for thy revenge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wrench up thy power to the highest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	Wert thou the Hector" & @CRLF & _
                "	That was the whip of your bragg'd progeny," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shouldst not scape me here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They fight, and certain Volsces come to the aid of" & @CRLF & _
                "	AUFIDIUS. MARCIUS fights till they be driven in" & @CRLF & _
                "	breathless]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Officious, and not valiant, you have shamed me" & @CRLF & _
                "	In your condemned seconds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IX	The Roman camp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Alarum. A retreat is sounded. Flourish." & @CRLF & _
                "	Enter, from one side, COMINIUS with the Romans; from" & @CRLF & _
                "	the other side, MARCIUS, with his arm in a scarf]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	If I should tell thee o'er this thy day's work," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou'ldst not believe thy deeds: but I'll report it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where senators shall mingle tears with smiles," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where great patricians shall attend and shrug," & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the end admire, where ladies shall be frighted," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, gladly quaked, hear more; where the" & @CRLF & _
                "	dull tribunes," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, with the fusty plebeians, hate thine honours," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall say against their hearts 'We thank the gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our Rome hath such a soldier.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet camest thou to a morsel of this feast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Having fully dined before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TITUS LARTIUS, with his power," & @CRLF & _
                "	from the pursuit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LARTIUS	O general," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is the steed, we the caparison:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hadst thou beheld--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	Pray now, no more: my mother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who has a charter to extol her blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	When she does praise me grieves me. I have done" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you have done; that's what I can; induced" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you have been; that's for my country:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He that has but effected his good will" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath overta'en mine act." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	You shall not be" & @CRLF & _
                "	The grave of your deserving; Rome must know" & @CRLF & _
                "	The value of her own: 'twere a concealment" & @CRLF & _
                "	Worse than a theft, no less than a traducement," & @CRLF & _
                "	To hide your doings; and to silence that," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, to the spire and top of praises vouch'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would seem but modest: therefore, I beseech you" & @CRLF & _
                "	In sign of what you are, not to reward" & @CRLF & _
                "	What you have done--before our army hear me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	I have some wounds upon me, and they smart" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear themselves remember'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Should they not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Well might they fester 'gainst ingratitude," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tent themselves with death. Of all the horses," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereof we have ta'en good and good store, of all" & @CRLF & _
                "	The treasure in this field achieved and city," & @CRLF & _
                "	We render you the tenth, to be ta'en forth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before the common distribution, at" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your only choice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	                  I thank you, general;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But cannot make my heart consent to take" & @CRLF & _
                "	A bribe to pay my sword: I do refuse it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And stand upon my common part with those" & @CRLF & _
                "	That have beheld the doing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A long flourish. They all cry 'Marcius! Marcius!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	cast up their caps and lances: COMINIUS and LARTIUS" & @CRLF & _
                "	stand bare]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCIUS	May these same instruments, which you profane," & @CRLF & _
                "	Never sound more! when drums and trumpets shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the field prove flatterers, let courts and cities be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made all of false-faced soothing!" & @CRLF & _
                "	When steel grows soft as the parasite's silk," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him be made a coverture for the wars!" & @CRLF & _
                "	No more, I say! For that I have not wash'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	My nose that bled, or foil'd some debile wretch.--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, without note, here's many else have done,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	You shout me forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	In acclamations hyperbolical;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As if I loved my little should be dieted" & @CRLF & _
                "	In praises sauced with lies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Too modest are you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	More cruel to your good report than grateful" & @CRLF & _
                "	To us that give you truly: by your patience," & @CRLF & _
                "	If 'gainst yourself you be incensed, we'll put you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like one that means his proper harm, in manacles," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then reason safely with you. Therefore, be it known," & @CRLF & _
                "	As to us, to all the world, that Caius Marcius" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wears this war's garland: in token of the which," & @CRLF & _
                "	My noble steed, known to the camp, I give him," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all his trim belonging; and from this time," & @CRLF & _
                "	For what he did before Corioli, call him," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all the applause and clamour of the host," & @CRLF & _
                "	CAIUS MARCIUS CORIOLANUS! Bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	The addition nobly ever!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Trumpets sound, and drums]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Caius Marcius Coriolanus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	I will go wash;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when my face is fair, you shall perceive" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether I blush or no: howbeit, I thank you." & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean to stride your steed, and at all times" & @CRLF & _
                "	To undercrest your good addition" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the fairness of my power." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	So, to our tent;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where, ere we do repose us, we will write" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Rome of our success. You, Titus Lartius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must to Corioli back: send us to Rome" & @CRLF & _
                "	The best, with whom we may articulate," & @CRLF & _
                "	For their own good and ours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LARTIUS	I shall, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	The gods begin to mock me. I, that now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Refused most princely gifts, am bound to beg" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my lord general." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Take't; 'tis yours. What is't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	I sometime lay here in Corioli" & @CRLF & _
                "	At a poor man's house; he used me kindly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He cried to me; I saw him prisoner;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But then Aufidius was within my view," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wrath o'erwhelm'd my pity: I request you" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give my poor host freedom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	O, well begg'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were he the butcher of my son, he should" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be free as is the wind. Deliver him, Titus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LARTIUS	Marcius, his name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	                  By Jupiter! forgot." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am weary; yea, my memory is tired." & @CRLF & _
                "	Have we no wine here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Go we to our tent:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The blood upon your visage dries; 'tis time" & @CRLF & _
                "	It should be look'd to: come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE X	The camp of the Volsces." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A flourish. Cornets. Enter TULLUS AUFIDIUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	bloody, with two or three Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	The town is ta'en!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	'Twill be deliver'd back on good condition." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	Condition!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would I were a Roman; for I cannot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being a Volsce, be that I am. Condition!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What good condition can a treaty find" & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the part that is at mercy? Five times, Marcius," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have fought with thee: so often hast thou beat me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wouldst do so, I think, should we encounter" & @CRLF & _
                "	As often as we eat. By the elements," & @CRLF & _
                "	If e'er again I meet him beard to beard," & @CRLF & _
                "	He's mine, or I am his: mine emulation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath not that honour in't it had; for where" & @CRLF & _
                "	I thought to crush him in an equal force," & @CRLF & _
                "	True sword to sword, I'll potch at him some way" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or wrath or craft may get him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	He's the devil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	Bolder, though not so subtle. My valour's poison'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With only suffering stain by him; for him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall fly out of itself: nor sleep nor sanctuary," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being naked, sick, nor fane nor Capitol," & @CRLF & _
                "	The prayers of priests nor times of sacrifice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Embarquements all of fury, shall lift up" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their rotten privilege and custom 'gainst" & @CRLF & _
                "	My hate to Marcius: where I find him, were it" & @CRLF & _
                "	At home, upon my brother's guard, even there," & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the hospitable canon, would I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wash my fierce hand in's heart. Go you to the city;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Learn how 'tis held; and what they are that must" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be hostages for Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Will not you go?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	I am attended at the cypress grove: I pray you--" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis south the city mills--bring me word thither" & @CRLF & _
                "	How the world goes, that to the pace of it" & @CRLF & _
                "	I may spur on my journey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	I shall, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Rome. A public place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MENENIUS with the two Tribunes of the people," & @CRLF & _
                "	SICINIUS and BRUTUS." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	The augurer tells me we shall have news to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Good or bad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Not according to the prayer of the people, for they" & @CRLF & _
                "	love not Marcius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Nature teaches beasts to know their friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Pray you, who does the wolf love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	The lamb." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Ay, to devour him; as the hungry plebeians would the" & @CRLF & _
                "	noble Marcius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	He's a lamb indeed, that baes like a bear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	He's a bear indeed, that lives like a lamb. You two" & @CRLF & _
                "	are old men: tell me one thing that I shall ask you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Both	Well, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	In what enormity is Marcius poor in, that you two" & @CRLF & _
                "	have not in abundance?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	He's poor in no one fault, but stored with all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Especially in pride." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	And topping all others in boasting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	This is strange now: do you two know how you are" & @CRLF & _
                "	censured here in the city, I mean of us o' the" & @CRLF & _
                "	right-hand file? do you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Both	Why, how are we censured?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Because you talk of pride now,--will you not be angry?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Both	Well, well, sir, well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Why, 'tis no great matter; for a very little thief of" & @CRLF & _
                "	occasion will rob you of a great deal of patience:" & @CRLF & _
                "	give your dispositions the reins, and be angry at" & @CRLF & _
                "	your pleasures; at the least if you take it as a" & @CRLF & _
                "	pleasure to you in being so. You blame Marcius for" & @CRLF & _
                "	being proud?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	We do it not alone, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	I know you can do very little alone; for your helps" & @CRLF & _
                "	are many, or else your actions would grow wondrous" & @CRLF & _
                "	single: your abilities are too infant-like for" & @CRLF & _
                "	doing much alone. You talk of pride: O that you" & @CRLF & _
                "	could turn your eyes toward the napes of your necks," & @CRLF & _
                "	and make but an interior survey of your good selves!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O that you could!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	What then, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Why, then you should discover a brace of unmeriting," & @CRLF & _
                "	proud, violent, testy magistrates, alias fools, as" & @CRLF & _
                "	any in Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Menenius, you are known well enough too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	I am known to be a humorous patrician, and one that" & @CRLF & _
                "	loves a cup of hot wine with not a drop of allaying" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tiber in't; said to be something imperfect in" & @CRLF & _
                "	favouring the first complaint; hasty and tinder-like" & @CRLF & _
                "	upon too trivial motion; one that converses more" & @CRLF & _
                "	with the buttock of the night than with the forehead" & @CRLF & _
                "	of the morning: what I think I utter, and spend my" & @CRLF & _
                "	malice in my breath. Meeting two such wealsmen as" & @CRLF & _
                "	you are--I cannot call you Lycurguses--if the drink" & @CRLF & _
                "	you give me touch my palate adversely, I make a" & @CRLF & _
                "	crooked face at it. I can't say your worships have" & @CRLF & _
                "	delivered the matter well, when I find the ass in" & @CRLF & _
                "	compound with the major part of your syllables: and" & @CRLF & _
                "	though I must be content to bear with those that say" & @CRLF & _
                "	you are reverend grave men, yet they lie deadly that" & @CRLF & _
                "	tell you you have good faces. If you see this in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the map of my microcosm, follows it that I am known" & @CRLF & _
                "	well enough too? what barm can your bisson" & @CRLF & _
                "	conspectuities glean out of this character, if I be" & @CRLF & _
                "	known well enough too?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Come, sir, come, we know you well enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	You know neither me, yourselves nor any thing. You" & @CRLF & _
                "	are ambitious for poor knaves' caps and legs: you" & @CRLF & _
                "	wear out a good wholesome forenoon in hearing a" & @CRLF & _
                "	cause between an orange wife and a fosset-seller;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and then rejourn the controversy of three pence to a" & @CRLF & _
                "	second day of audience. When you are hearing a" & @CRLF & _
                "	matter between party and party, if you chance to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	pinched with the colic, you make faces like" & @CRLF & _
                "	mummers; set up the bloody flag against all" & @CRLF & _
                "	patience; and, in roaring for a chamber-pot," & @CRLF & _
                "	dismiss the controversy bleeding the more entangled" & @CRLF & _
                "	by your hearing: all the peace you make in their" & @CRLF & _
                "	cause is, calling both the parties knaves. You are" & @CRLF & _
                "	a pair of strange ones." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Come, come, you are well understood to be a" & @CRLF & _
                "	perfecter giber for the table than a necessary" & @CRLF & _
                "	bencher in the Capitol." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Our very priests must become mockers, if they shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	encounter such ridiculous subjects as you are. When" & @CRLF & _
                "	you speak best unto the purpose, it is not worth the" & @CRLF & _
                "	wagging of your beards; and your beards deserve not" & @CRLF & _
                "	so honourable a grave as to stuff a botcher's" & @CRLF & _
                "	cushion, or to be entombed in an ass's pack-" & @CRLF & _
                "	saddle. Yet you must be saying, Marcius is proud;" & @CRLF & _
                "	who in a cheap estimation, is worth predecessors" & @CRLF & _
                "	since Deucalion, though peradventure some of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	best of 'em were hereditary hangmen. God-den to" & @CRLF & _
                "	your worships: more of your conversation would" & @CRLF & _
                "	infect my brain, being the herdsmen of the beastly" & @CRLF & _
                "	plebeians: I will be bold to take my leave of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[BRUTUS and SICINIUS go aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter VOLUMNIA, VIRGILIA, and VALERIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, my as fair as noble ladies,--and the moon," & @CRLF & _
                "	were she earthly, no nobler,--whither do you follow" & @CRLF & _
                "	your eyes so fast?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Honourable Menenius, my boy Marcius approaches; for" & @CRLF & _
                "	the love of Juno, let's go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Ha! Marcius coming home!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Ay, worthy Menenius; and with most prosperous" & @CRLF & _
                "	approbation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Take my cap, Jupiter, and I thank thee. Hoo!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Marcius coming home!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  Nay,'tis true." & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Look, here's a letter from him: the state hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	another, his wife another; and, I think, there's one" & @CRLF & _
                "	at home for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	I will make my very house reel tonight: a letter for" & @CRLF & _
                "	me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	Yes, certain, there's a letter for you; I saw't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	A letter for me! it gives me an estate of seven" & @CRLF & _
                "	years' health; in which time I will make a lip at" & @CRLF & _
                "	the physician: the most sovereign prescription in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Galen is but empiricutic, and, to this preservative," & @CRLF & _
                "	of no better report than a horse-drench. Is he" & @CRLF & _
                "	not wounded? he was wont to come home wounded." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	O, no, no, no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	O, he is wounded; I thank the gods for't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	So do I too, if it be not too much: brings a'" & @CRLF & _
                "	victory in his pocket? the wounds become him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	On's brows: Menenius, he comes the third time home" & @CRLF & _
                "	with the oaken garland." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Has he disciplined Aufidius soundly?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Titus Lartius writes, they fought together, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	Aufidius got off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	And 'twas time for him too, I'll warrant him that:" & @CRLF & _
                "	an he had stayed by him, I would not have been so" & @CRLF & _
                "	fidiused for all the chests in Corioli, and the gold" & @CRLF & _
                "	that's in them. Is the senate possessed of this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Good ladies, let's go. Yes, yes, yes; the senate" & @CRLF & _
                "	has letters from the general, wherein he gives my" & @CRLF & _
                "	son the whole name of the war: he hath in this" & @CRLF & _
                "	action outdone his former deeds doubly" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALERIA	In troth, there's wondrous things spoke of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Wondrous! ay, I warrant you, and not without his" & @CRLF & _
                "	true purchasing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	The gods grant them true!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	True! pow, wow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	True! I'll be sworn they are true." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is he wounded?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To the Tribunes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	God save your good worships! Marcius is coming" & @CRLF & _
                "	home: he has more cause to be proud. Where is he wounded?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	I' the shoulder and i' the left arm there will be" & @CRLF & _
                "	large cicatrices to show the people, when he shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	stand for his place. He received in the repulse of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tarquin seven hurts i' the body." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	One i' the neck, and two i' the thigh,--there's" & @CRLF & _
                "	nine that I know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	He had, before this last expedition, twenty-five" & @CRLF & _
                "	wounds upon him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Now it's twenty-seven: every gash was an enemy's grave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A shout and flourish]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark! the trumpets." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	These are the ushers of Marcius: before him he" & @CRLF & _
                "	carries noise, and behind him he leaves tears:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Death, that dark spirit, in 's nervy arm doth lie;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, being advanced, declines, and then men die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A sennet. Trumpets sound. Enter COMINIUS the" & @CRLF & _
                "	general, and TITUS LARTIUS; between them, CORIOLANUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	crowned with an oaken garland; with Captains and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Soldiers, and a Herald]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Herald	Know, Rome, that all alone Marcius did fight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within Corioli gates: where he hath won," & @CRLF & _
                "	With fame, a name to Caius Marcius; these" & @CRLF & _
                "	In honour follows Coriolanus." & @CRLF & _
                "	Welcome to Rome, renowned Coriolanus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Welcome to Rome, renowned Coriolanus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	No more of this; it does offend my heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray now, no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	                  Look, sir, your mother!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	O," & @CRLF & _
                "	You have, I know, petition'd all the gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	For my prosperity!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kneels]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	                  Nay, my good soldier, up;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My gentle Marcius, worthy Caius, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	By deed-achieving honour newly named,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is it?--Coriolanus must I call thee?--" & @CRLF & _
                "	But O, thy wife!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	                  My gracious silence, hail!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wouldst thou have laugh'd had I come coffin'd home," & @CRLF & _
                "	That weep'st to see me triumph? Ay, my dear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such eyes the widows in Corioli wear," & @CRLF & _
                "	And mothers that lack sons." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Now, the gods crown thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	And live you yet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To VALERIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "	O my sweet lady, pardon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	I know not where to turn: O, welcome home:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And welcome, general: and ye're welcome all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	A hundred thousand welcomes. I could weep" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I could laugh, I am light and heavy. Welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "	A curse begin at very root on's heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	That is not glad to see thee! You are three" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Rome should dote on: yet, by the faith of men," & @CRLF & _
                "	We have some old crab-trees here" & @CRLF & _
                "	at home that will not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be grafted to your relish. Yet welcome, warriors:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We call a nettle but a nettle and" & @CRLF & _
                "	The faults of fools but folly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Ever right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Menenius ever, ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Herald	Give way there, and go on!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	[To VOLUMNIA and VIRGILIA]  Your hand, and yours:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere in our own house I do shade my head," & @CRLF & _
                "	The good patricians must be visited;" & @CRLF & _
                "	From whom I have received not only greetings," & @CRLF & _
                "	But with them change of honours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	I have lived" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see inherited my very wishes" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the buildings of my fancy: only" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's one thing wanting, which I doubt not but" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our Rome will cast upon thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Know, good mother," & @CRLF & _
                "	I had rather be their servant in my way," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than sway with them in theirs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	On, to the Capitol!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Cornets. Exeunt in state, as before." & @CRLF & _
                "	BRUTUS and SICINIUS come forward]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	All tongues speak of him, and the bleared sights" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are spectacled to see him: your prattling nurse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into a rapture lets her baby cry" & @CRLF & _
                "	While she chats him: the kitchen malkin pins" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her richest lockram 'bout her reechy neck," & @CRLF & _
                "	Clambering the walls to eye him: stalls, bulks, windows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are smother'd up, leads fill'd, and ridges horsed" & @CRLF & _
                "	With variable complexions, all agreeing" & @CRLF & _
                "	In earnestness to see him: seld-shown flamens" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do press among the popular throngs and puff" & @CRLF & _
                "	To win a vulgar station: or veil'd dames" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commit the war of white and damask in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their nicely-gawded cheeks to the wanton spoil" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Phoebus' burning kisses: such a pother" & @CRLF & _
                "	As if that whatsoever god who leads him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were slily crept into his human powers" & @CRLF & _
                "	And gave him graceful posture." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	On the sudden," & @CRLF & _
                "	I warrant him consul." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Then our office may," & @CRLF & _
                "	During his power, go sleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	He cannot temperately transport his honours" & @CRLF & _
                "	From where he should begin and end, but will" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lose those he hath won." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	In that there's comfort." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Doubt not" & @CRLF & _
                "	The commoners, for whom we stand, but they" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon their ancient malice will forget" & @CRLF & _
                "	With the least cause these his new honours, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he will give them make I as little question" & @CRLF & _
                "	As he is proud to do't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	I heard him swear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were he to stand for consul, never would he" & @CRLF & _
                "	Appear i' the market-place nor on him put" & @CRLF & _
                "	The napless vesture of humility;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor showing, as the manner is, his wounds" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the people, beg their stinking breaths." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	'Tis right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	It was his word: O, he would miss it rather" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than carry it but by the suit of the gentry to him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the desire of the nobles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	I wish no better" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than have him hold that purpose and to put it" & @CRLF & _
                "	In execution." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	'Tis most like he will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	It shall be to him then as our good wills," & @CRLF & _
                "	A sure destruction." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	So it must fall out" & @CRLF & _
                "	To him or our authorities. For an end," & @CRLF & _
                "	We must suggest the people in what hatred" & @CRLF & _
                "	He still hath held them; that to's power he would" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have made them mules, silenced their pleaders and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dispropertied their freedoms, holding them," & @CRLF & _
                "	In human action and capacity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of no more soul nor fitness for the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than camels in the war, who have their provand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only for bearing burdens, and sore blows" & @CRLF & _
                "	For sinking under them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	This, as you say, suggested" & @CRLF & _
                "	At some time when his soaring insolence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall touch the people--which time shall not want," & @CRLF & _
                "	If he be put upon 't; and that's as easy" & @CRLF & _
                "	As to set dogs on sheep--will be his fire" & @CRLF & _
                "	To kindle their dry stubble; and their blaze" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall darken him for ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	What's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	You are sent for to the Capitol. 'Tis thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Marcius shall be consul:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have seen the dumb men throng to see him and" & @CRLF & _
                "	The blind to bear him speak: matrons flung gloves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ladies and maids their scarfs and handkerchers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon him as he pass'd: the nobles bended," & @CRLF & _
                "	As to Jove's statue, and the commons made" & @CRLF & _
                "	A shower and thunder with their caps and shouts:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I never saw the like." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Let's to the Capitol;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And carry with us ears and eyes for the time," & @CRLF & _
                "	But hearts for the event." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Have with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE  II	The same. The Capitol." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two Officers, to lay cushions]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Officer	Come, come, they are almost here. How many stand" & @CRLF & _
                "	for consulships?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Officer	Three, they say: but 'tis thought of every one" & @CRLF & _
                "	Coriolanus will carry it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Officer	That's a brave fellow; but he's vengeance proud, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	loves not the common people." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Officer	Faith, there had been many great men that have" & @CRLF & _
                "	flattered the people, who ne'er loved them; and there" & @CRLF & _
                "	be many that they have loved, they know not" & @CRLF & _
                "	wherefore: so that, if they love they know not why," & @CRLF & _
                "	they hate upon no better a ground: therefore, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	Coriolanus neither to care whether they love or hate" & @CRLF & _
                "	him manifests the true knowledge he has in their" & @CRLF & _
                "	disposition; and out of his noble carelessness lets" & @CRLF & _
                "	them plainly see't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Officer	If he did not care whether he had their love or no," & @CRLF & _
                "	he waved indifferently 'twixt doing them neither" & @CRLF & _
                "	good nor harm: but he seeks their hate with greater" & @CRLF & _
                "	devotion than can render it him; and leaves" & @CRLF & _
                "	nothing undone that may fully discover him their" & @CRLF & _
                "	opposite. Now, to seem to affect the malice and" & @CRLF & _
                "	displeasure of the people is as bad as that which he" & @CRLF & _
                "	dislikes, to flatter them for their love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Officer	He hath deserved worthily of his country: and his" & @CRLF & _
                "	ascent is not by such easy degrees as those who," & @CRLF & _
                "	having been supple and courteous to the people," & @CRLF & _
                "	bonneted, without any further deed to have them at" & @CRLF & _
                "	an into their estimation and report: but he hath so" & @CRLF & _
                "	planted his honours in their eyes, and his actions" & @CRLF & _
                "	in their hearts, that for their tongues to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	silent, and not confess so much, were a kind of" & @CRLF & _
                "	ingrateful injury; to report otherwise, were a" & @CRLF & _
                "	malice, that, giving itself the lie, would pluck" & @CRLF & _
                "	reproof and rebuke from every ear that heard it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Officer	No more of him; he is a worthy man: make way, they" & @CRLF & _
                "	are coming." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A sennet. Enter, with actors before them, COMINIUS" & @CRLF & _
                "	the consul, MENENIUS, CORIOLANUS, Senators," & @CRLF & _
                "	SICINIUS and BRUTUS. The Senators take their" & @CRLF & _
                "	places; the Tribunes take their Places by" & @CRLF & _
                "	themselves. CORIOLANUS stands]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Having determined of the Volsces and" & @CRLF & _
                "	To send for Titus Lartius, it remains," & @CRLF & _
                "	As the main point of this our after-meeting," & @CRLF & _
                "	To gratify his noble service that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath thus stood for his country: therefore," & @CRLF & _
                "	please you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most reverend and grave elders, to desire" & @CRLF & _
                "	The present consul, and last general" & @CRLF & _
                "	In our well-found successes, to report" & @CRLF & _
                "	A little of that worthy work perform'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	By Caius Marcius Coriolanus, whom" & @CRLF & _
                "	We met here both to thank and to remember" & @CRLF & _
                "	With honours like himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Speak, good Cominius:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leave nothing out for length, and make us think" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rather our state's defective for requital" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than we to stretch it out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To the Tribunes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		     Masters o' the people," & @CRLF & _
                "	We do request your kindest ears, and after," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your loving motion toward the common body," & @CRLF & _
                "	To yield what passes here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	We are convented" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a pleasing treaty, and have hearts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Inclinable to honour and advance" & @CRLF & _
                "	The theme of our assembly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Which the rather" & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall be blest to do, if he remember" & @CRLF & _
                "	A kinder value of the people than" & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath hereto prized them at." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	That's off, that's off;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would you rather had been silent. Please you" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear Cominius speak?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Most willingly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet my caution was more pertinent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than the rebuke you give it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	He loves your people" & @CRLF & _
                "	But tie him not to be their bedfellow." & @CRLF & _
                "	Worthy Cominius, speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[CORIOLANUS offers to go away]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		  Nay, keep your place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Sit, Coriolanus; never shame to hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	What you have nobly done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Your horror's pardon:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had rather have my wounds to heal again" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than hear say how I got them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Sir, I hope" & @CRLF & _
                "	My words disbench'd you not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	No, sir: yet oft," & @CRLF & _
                "	When blows have made me stay, I fled from words." & @CRLF & _
                "	You soothed not, therefore hurt not: but" & @CRLF & _
                "	your people," & @CRLF & _
                "	I love them as they weigh." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Pray now, sit down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	I had rather have one scratch my head i' the sun" & @CRLF & _
                "	When the alarum were struck than idly sit" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear my nothings monster'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Masters of the people," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your multiplying spawn how can he flatter--" & @CRLF & _
                "	That's thousand to one good one--when you now see" & @CRLF & _
                "	He had rather venture all his limbs for honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than one on's ears to hear it? Proceed, Cominius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	I shall lack voice: the deeds of Coriolanus" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should not be utter'd feebly. It is held" & @CRLF & _
                "	That valour is the chiefest virtue, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most dignifies the haver: if it be," & @CRLF & _
                "	The man I speak of cannot in the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be singly counterpoised. At sixteen years," & @CRLF & _
                "	When Tarquin made a head for Rome, he fought" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beyond the mark of others: our then dictator," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom with all praise I point at, saw him fight," & @CRLF & _
                "	When with his Amazonian chin he drove" & @CRLF & _
                "	The bristled lips before him: be bestrid" & @CRLF & _
                "	An o'er-press'd Roman and i' the consul's view" & @CRLF & _
                "	Slew three opposers: Tarquin's self he met," & @CRLF & _
                "	And struck him on his knee: in that day's feats," & @CRLF & _
                "	When he might act the woman in the scene," & @CRLF & _
                "	He proved best man i' the field, and for his meed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was brow-bound with the oak. His pupil age" & @CRLF & _
                "	Man-enter'd thus, he waxed like a sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the brunt of seventeen battles since" & @CRLF & _
                "	He lurch'd all swords of the garland. For this last," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before and in Corioli, let me say," & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot speak him home: he stopp'd the fliers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by his rare example made the coward" & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn terror into sport: as weeds before" & @CRLF & _
                "	A vessel under sail, so men obey'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fell below his stem: his sword, death's stamp," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where it did mark, it took; from face to foot" & @CRLF & _
                "	He was a thing of blood, whose every motion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was timed with dying cries: alone he enter'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mortal gate of the city, which he painted" & @CRLF & _
                "	With shunless destiny; aidless came off," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with a sudden reinforcement struck" & @CRLF & _
                "	Corioli like a planet: now all's his:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When, by and by, the din of war gan pierce" & @CRLF & _
                "	His ready sense; then straight his doubled spirit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Re-quicken'd what in flesh was fatigate," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to the battle came he; where he did" & @CRLF & _
                "	Run reeking o'er the lives of men, as if" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twere a perpetual spoil: and till we call'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both field and city ours, he never stood" & @CRLF & _
                "	To ease his breast with panting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Worthy man!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	He cannot but with measure fit the honours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which we devise him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Our spoils he kick'd at," & @CRLF & _
                "	And look'd upon things precious as they were" & @CRLF & _
                "	The common muck of the world: he covets less" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than misery itself would give; rewards" & @CRLF & _
                "	His deeds with doing them, and is content" & @CRLF & _
                "	To spend the time to end it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	He's right noble:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him be call'd for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Call Coriolanus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Officer	He doth appear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter CORIOLANUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	The senate, Coriolanus, are well pleased" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make thee consul." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	I do owe them still" & @CRLF & _
                "	My life and services." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	It then remains" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you do speak to the people." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	I do beseech you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me o'erleap that custom, for I cannot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put on the gown, stand naked and entreat them," & @CRLF & _
                "	For my wounds' sake, to give their suffrage: please you" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I may pass this doing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Sir, the people" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must have their voices; neither will they bate" & @CRLF & _
                "	One jot of ceremony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Put them not to't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray you, go fit you to the custom and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take to you, as your predecessors have," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your honour with your form." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	It is apart" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I shall blush in acting, and might well" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be taken from the people." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Mark you that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	To brag unto them, thus I did, and thus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Show them the unaching scars which I should hide," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if I had received them for the hire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of their breath only!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Do not stand upon't." & @CRLF & _
                "	We recommend to you, tribunes of the people," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our purpose to them: and to our noble consul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wish we all joy and honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Senators	To Coriolanus come all joy and honour!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish of cornets. Exeunt all but SICINIUS" & @CRLF & _
                "	and BRUTUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	You see how he intends to use the people." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	May they perceive's intent! He will require them," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if he did contemn what he requested" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should be in them to give." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Come, we'll inform them" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of our proceedings here: on the marketplace," & @CRLF & _
                "	I know, they do attend us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The same. The Forum." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter seven or eight Citizens]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Once, if he do require our voices, we ought not to deny him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	We may, sir, if we will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	We have power in ourselves to do it, but it is a" & @CRLF & _
                "	power that we have no power to do; for if he show us" & @CRLF & _
                "	his wounds and tell us his deeds, we are to put our" & @CRLF & _
                "	tongues into those wounds and speak for them; so, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	he tell us his noble deeds, we must also tell him" & @CRLF & _
                "	our noble acceptance of them. Ingratitude is" & @CRLF & _
                "	monstrous, and for the multitude to be ingrateful," & @CRLF & _
                "	were to make a monster of the multitude: of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	which we being members, should bring ourselves to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	monstrous members." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	And to make us no better thought of, a little help" & @CRLF & _
                "	will serve; for once we stood up about the corn, he" & @CRLF & _
                "	himself stuck not to call us the many-headed multitude." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	We have been called so of many; not that our heads" & @CRLF & _
                "	are some brown, some black, some auburn, some bald," & @CRLF & _
                "	but that our wits are so diversely coloured: and" & @CRLF & _
                "	truly I think if all our wits were to issue out of" & @CRLF & _
                "	one skull, they would fly east, west, north, south," & @CRLF & _
                "	and their consent of one direct way should be at" & @CRLF & _
                "	once to all the points o' the compass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	Think you so? Which way do you judge my wit would" & @CRLF & _
                "	fly?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	Nay, your wit will not so soon out as another man's" & @CRLF & _
                "	will;'tis strongly wedged up in a block-head, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	if it were at liberty, 'twould, sure, southward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	Why that way?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	To lose itself in a fog, where being three parts" & @CRLF & _
                "	melted away with rotten dews, the fourth would return" & @CRLF & _
                "	for conscience sake, to help to get thee a wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	You are never without your tricks: you may, you may." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	Are you all resolved to give your voices? But" & @CRLF & _
                "	that's no matter, the greater part carries it. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	say, if he would incline to the people, there was" & @CRLF & _
                "	never a worthier man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CORIOLANUS in a gown of humility," & @CRLF & _
                "	with MENENIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here he comes, and in the gown of humility: mark his" & @CRLF & _
                "	behavior. We are not to stay all together, but to" & @CRLF & _
                "	come by him where he stands, by ones, by twos, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	by threes. He's to make his requests by" & @CRLF & _
                "	particulars; wherein every one of us has a single" & @CRLF & _
                "	honour, in giving him our own voices with our own" & @CRLF & _
                "	tongues: therefore follow me, and I direct you how" & @CRLF & _
                "	you shall go by him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Content, content." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Citizens]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	O sir, you are not right: have you not known" & @CRLF & _
                "	The worthiest men have done't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	What must I say?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'I Pray, sir'--Plague upon't! I cannot bring" & @CRLF & _
                "	My tongue to such a pace:--'Look, sir, my wounds!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I got them in my country's service, when" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some certain of your brethren roar'd and ran" & @CRLF & _
                "	From the noise of our own drums.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	O me, the gods!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You must not speak of that: you must desire them" & @CRLF & _
                "	To think upon you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	                  Think upon me! hang 'em!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would they would forget me, like the virtues" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which our divines lose by 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	You'll mar all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll leave you: pray you, speak to 'em, I pray you," & @CRLF & _
                "	In wholesome manner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Bid them wash their faces" & @CRLF & _
                "	And keep their teeth clean." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter two of the Citizens]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		      So, here comes a brace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter a third Citizen]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You know the cause, air, of my standing here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	We do, sir; tell us what hath brought you to't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Mine own desert." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	Your own desert!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Ay, but not mine own desire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	How not your own desire?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	No, sir,'twas never my desire yet to trouble the" & @CRLF & _
                "	poor with begging." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	You must think, if we give you any thing, we hope to" & @CRLF & _
                "	gain by you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Well then, I pray, your price o' the consulship?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	The price is to ask it kindly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Kindly! Sir, I pray, let me ha't: I have wounds to" & @CRLF & _
                "	show you, which shall be yours in private. Your" & @CRLF & _
                "	good voice, sir; what say you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	You shall ha' it, worthy sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	A match, sir. There's in all two worthy voices" & @CRLF & _
                "	begged. I have your alms: adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	But this is something odd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	An 'twere to give again,--but 'tis no matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt the three Citizens]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter two other Citizens]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Pray you now, if it may stand with the tune of your" & @CRLF & _
                "	voices that I may be consul, I have here the" & @CRLF & _
                "	customary gown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Citizen	You have deserved nobly of your country, and you" & @CRLF & _
                "	have not deserved nobly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Your enigma?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Citizen	You have been a scourge to her enemies, you have" & @CRLF & _
                "	been a rod to her friends; you have not indeed loved" & @CRLF & _
                "	the common people." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	You should account me the more virtuous that I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	not been common in my love. I will, sir, flatter my" & @CRLF & _
                "	sworn brother, the people, to earn a dearer" & @CRLF & _
                "	estimation of them; 'tis a condition they account" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentle: and since the wisdom of their choice is" & @CRLF & _
                "	rather to have my hat than my heart, I will practise" & @CRLF & _
                "	the insinuating nod and be off to them most" & @CRLF & _
                "	counterfeitly; that is, sir, I will counterfeit the" & @CRLF & _
                "	bewitchment of some popular man and give it" & @CRLF & _
                "	bountiful to the desirers. Therefore, beseech you," & @CRLF & _
                "	I may be consul." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fifth Citizen	We hope to find you our friend; and therefore give" & @CRLF & _
                "	you our voices heartily." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Citizen	You have received many wounds for your country." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	I will not seal your knowledge with showing them. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will make much of your voices, and so trouble you no further." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Both Citizens	The gods give you joy, sir, heartily!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Most sweet voices!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Better it is to die, better to starve," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than crave the hire which first we do deserve." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why in this woolvish toge should I stand here," & @CRLF & _
                "	To beg of Hob and Dick, that do appear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their needless vouches? Custom calls me to't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What custom wills, in all things should we do't," & @CRLF & _
                "	The dust on antique time would lie unswept," & @CRLF & _
                "	And mountainous error be too highly heapt" & @CRLF & _
                "	For truth to o'er-peer. Rather than fool it so," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let the high office and the honour go" & @CRLF & _
                "	To one that would do thus. I am half through;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The one part suffer'd, the other will I do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter three Citizens more]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here come more voices." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your voices: for your voices I have fought;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Watch'd for your voices; for Your voices bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of wounds two dozen odd; battles thrice six" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have seen and heard of; for your voices have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Done many things, some less, some more your voices:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Indeed I would be consul." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sixth Citizen	He has done nobly, and cannot go without any honest" & @CRLF & _
                "	man's voice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Seventh Citizen	Therefore let him be consul: the gods give him joy," & @CRLF & _
                "	and make him good friend to the people!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All Citizens	Amen, amen. God save thee, noble consul!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Worthy voices!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter MENENIUS, with BRUTUS and SICINIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	You have stood your limitation; and the tribunes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Endue you with the people's voice: remains" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, in the official marks invested, you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Anon do meet the senate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Is this done?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	The custom of request you have discharged:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The people do admit you, and are summon'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To meet anon, upon your approbation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Where? at the senate-house?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	There, Coriolanus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	May I change these garments?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	You may, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	That I'll straight do; and, knowing myself again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Repair to the senate-house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	I'll keep you company. Will you along?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	We stay here for the people." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt CORIOLANUS and MENENIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	He has it now, and by his looks methink" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis warm at 's heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	With a proud heart he wore his humble weeds." & @CRLF & _
                "	will you dismiss the people?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Citizens]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	How now, my masters! have you chose this man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	He has our voices, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	We pray the gods he may deserve your loves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	Amen, sir: to my poor unworthy notice," & @CRLF & _
                "	He mock'd us when he begg'd our voices." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	Certainly" & @CRLF & _
                "	He flouted us downright." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	No,'tis his kind of speech: he did not mock us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	Not one amongst us, save yourself, but says" & @CRLF & _
                "	He used us scornfully: he should have show'd us" & @CRLF & _
                "	His marks of merit, wounds received for's country." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Why, so he did, I am sure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Citizens	No, no; no man saw 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	He said he had wounds, which he could show" & @CRLF & _
                "	in private;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with his hat, thus waving it in scorn," & @CRLF & _
                "	'I would be consul,' says he: 'aged custom," & @CRLF & _
                "	But by your voices, will not so permit me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your voices therefore.' When we granted that," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here was 'I thank you for your voices: thank you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your most sweet voices: now you have left" & @CRLF & _
                "	your voices," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have no further with you.' Was not this mockery?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Why either were you ignorant to see't," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, seeing it, of such childish friendliness" & @CRLF & _
                "	To yield your voices?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Could you not have told him" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you were lesson'd, when he had no power," & @CRLF & _
                "	But was a petty servant to the state," & @CRLF & _
                "	He was your enemy, ever spake against" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your liberties and the charters that you bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the body of the weal; and now, arriving" & @CRLF & _
                "	A place of potency and sway o' the state," & @CRLF & _
                "	If he should still malignantly remain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fast foe to the plebeii, your voices might" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be curses to yourselves? You should have said" & @CRLF & _
                "	That as his worthy deeds did claim no less" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than what he stood for, so his gracious nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would think upon you for your voices and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Translate his malice towards you into love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Standing your friendly lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Thus to have said," & @CRLF & _
                "	As you were fore-advised, had touch'd his spirit" & @CRLF & _
                "	And tried his inclination; from him pluck'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either his gracious promise, which you might," & @CRLF & _
                "	As cause had call'd you up, have held him to" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else it would have gall'd his surly nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which easily endures not article" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tying him to aught; so putting him to rage," & @CRLF & _
                "	You should have ta'en the advantage of his choler" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pass'd him unelected." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Did you perceive" & @CRLF & _
                "	He did solicit you in free contempt" & @CRLF & _
                "	When he did need your loves, and do you think" & @CRLF & _
                "	That his contempt shall not be bruising to you," & @CRLF & _
                "	When he hath power to crush? Why, had your bodies" & @CRLF & _
                "	No heart among you? or had you tongues to cry" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the rectorship of judgment?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Have you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere now denied the asker? and now again" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of him that did not ask, but mock, bestow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your sued-for tongues?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	He's not confirm'd; we may deny him yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	And will deny him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll have five hundred voices of that sound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	I twice five hundred and their friends to piece 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Get you hence instantly, and tell those friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	They have chose a consul that will from them take" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their liberties; make them of no more voice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than dogs that are as often beat for barking" & @CRLF & _
                "	As therefore kept to do so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Let them assemble," & @CRLF & _
                "	And on a safer judgment all revoke" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your ignorant election; enforce his pride," & @CRLF & _
                "	And his old hate unto you; besides, forget not" & @CRLF & _
                "	With what contempt he wore the humble weed," & @CRLF & _
                "	How in his suit he scorn'd you; but your loves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thinking upon his services, took from you" & @CRLF & _
                "	The apprehension of his present portance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which most gibingly, ungravely, he did fashion" & @CRLF & _
                "	After the inveterate hate he bears you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Lay" & @CRLF & _
                "	A fault on us, your tribunes; that we laboured," & @CRLF & _
                "	No impediment between, but that you must" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cast your election on him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Say, you chose him" & @CRLF & _
                "	More after our commandment than as guided" & @CRLF & _
                "	By your own true affections, and that your minds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Preoccupied with what you rather must do" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than what you should, made you against the grain" & @CRLF & _
                "	To voice him consul: lay the fault on us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Ay, spare us not. Say we read lectures to you." & @CRLF & _
                "	How youngly he began to serve his country," & @CRLF & _
                "	How long continued, and what stock he springs of," & @CRLF & _
                "	The noble house o' the Marcians, from whence came" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Ancus Marcius, Numa's daughter's son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, after great Hostilius, here was king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the same house Publius and Quintus were," & @CRLF & _
                "	That our beat water brought by conduits hither;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And  [Censorinus,]  nobly named so," & @CRLF & _
                "	Twice being  [by the people chosen]  censor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was his great ancestor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	One thus descended," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath beside well in his person wrought" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be set high in place, we did commend" & @CRLF & _
                "	To your remembrances: but you have found," & @CRLF & _
                "	Scaling his present bearing with his past," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he's your fixed enemy, and revoke" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your sudden approbation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Say, you ne'er had done't--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Harp on that still--but by our putting on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And presently, when you have drawn your number," & @CRLF & _
                "	Repair to the Capitol." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	We will so: almost all" & @CRLF & _
                "	Repent in their election." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Citizens]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Let them go on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This mutiny were better put in hazard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than stay, past doubt, for greater:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If, as his nature is, he fall in rage" & @CRLF & _
                "	With their refusal, both observe and answer" & @CRLF & _
                "	The vantage of his anger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	To the Capitol, come:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We will be there before the stream o' the people;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this shall seem, as partly 'tis, their own," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which we have goaded onward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Rome. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Cornets. Enter CORIOLANUS, MENENIUS, all the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gentry, COMINIUS, TITUS LARTIUS, and other Senators]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Tullus Aufidius then had made new head?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LARTIUS	He had, my lord; and that it was which caused" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our swifter composition." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	So then the Volsces stand but as at first," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ready, when time shall prompt them, to make road." & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon's again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	They are worn, lord consul, so," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we shall hardly in our ages see" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their banners wave again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Saw you Aufidius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LARTIUS	On safe-guard he came to me; and did curse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the Volsces, for they had so vilely" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yielded the town: he is retired to Antium." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Spoke he of me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LARTIUS	                  He did, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	How? what?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LARTIUS	How often he had met you, sword to sword;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That of all things upon the earth he hated" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your person most, that he would pawn his fortunes" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hopeless restitution, so he might" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be call'd your vanquisher." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	At Antium lives he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LARTIUS	At Antium." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	I wish I had a cause to seek him there," & @CRLF & _
                "	To oppose his hatred fully. Welcome home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SICINIUS and BRUTUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Behold, these are the tribunes of the people," & @CRLF & _
                "	The tongues o' the common mouth: I do despise them;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For they do prank them in authority," & @CRLF & _
                "	Against all noble sufferance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Pass no further." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Ha! what is that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	It will be dangerous to go on: no further." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	What makes this change?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	The matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Hath he not pass'd the noble and the common?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Cominius, no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	                  Have I had children's voices?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Tribunes, give way; he shall to the market-place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	The people are incensed against him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Stop," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or all will fall in broil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Are these your herd?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must these have voices, that can yield them now" & @CRLF & _
                "	And straight disclaim their tongues? What are" & @CRLF & _
                "	your offices?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You being their mouths, why rule you not their teeth?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have you not set them on?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Be calm, be calm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	It is a purposed thing, and grows by plot," & @CRLF & _
                "	To curb the will of the nobility:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Suffer't, and live with such as cannot rule" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor ever will be ruled." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Call't not a plot:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The people cry you mock'd them, and of late," & @CRLF & _
                "	When corn was given them gratis, you repined;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Scandal'd the suppliants for the people, call'd them" & @CRLF & _
                "	Time-pleasers, flatterers, foes to nobleness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Why, this was known before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Not to them all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Have you inform'd them sithence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	How! I inform them!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	You are like to do such business." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Not unlike," & @CRLF & _
                "	Each way, to better yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Why then should I be consul? By yond clouds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me deserve so ill as you, and make me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your fellow tribune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	You show too much of that" & @CRLF & _
                "	For which the people stir: if you will pass" & @CRLF & _
                "	To where you are bound, you must inquire your way," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which you are out of, with a gentler spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or never be so noble as a consul," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor yoke with him for tribune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Let's be calm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	The people are abused; set on. This paltering" & @CRLF & _
                "	Becomes not Rome, nor has Coriolanus" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deserved this so dishonour'd rub, laid falsely" & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the plain way of his merit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Tell me of corn!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This was my speech, and I will speak't again--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Not now, not now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	                  Not in this heat, sir, now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Now, as I live, I will. My nobler friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	I crave their pardons:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the mutable, rank-scented many, let them" & @CRLF & _
                "	Regard me as I do not flatter, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therein behold themselves: I say again," & @CRLF & _
                "	In soothing them, we nourish 'gainst our senate" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cockle of rebellion, insolence, sedition," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which we ourselves have plough'd for, sow'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	and scatter'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	By mingling them with us, the honour'd number," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who lack not virtue, no, nor power, but that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which they have given to beggars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Well, no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	No more words, we beseech you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	How! no more!" & @CRLF & _
                "	As for my country I have shed my blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not fearing outward force, so shall my lungs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Coin words till their decay against those measles," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which we disdain should tatter us, yet sought" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very way to catch them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	You speak o' the people," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if you were a god to punish, not" & @CRLF & _
                "	A man of their infirmity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	'Twere well" & @CRLF & _
                "	We let the people know't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	What, what? his choler?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Choler!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were I as patient as the midnight sleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	By Jove, 'twould be my mind!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	It is a mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	That shall remain a poison where it is," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not poison any further." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Shall remain!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear you this Triton of the minnows? mark you" & @CRLF & _
                "	His absolute 'shall'?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	'Twas from the canon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	'Shall'!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O good but most unwise patricians! why," & @CRLF & _
                "	You grave but reckless senators, have you thus" & @CRLF & _
                "	Given Hydra here to choose an officer," & @CRLF & _
                "	That with his peremptory 'shall,' being but" & @CRLF & _
                "	The horn and noise o' the monster's, wants not spirit" & @CRLF & _
                "	To say he'll turn your current in a ditch," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make your channel his? If he have power" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then vail your ignorance; if none, awake" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your dangerous lenity. If you are learn'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not as common fools; if you are not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let them have cushions by you. You are plebeians," & @CRLF & _
                "	If they be senators: and they are no less," & @CRLF & _
                "	When, both your voices blended, the great'st taste" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most palates theirs. They choose their magistrate," & @CRLF & _
                "	And such a one as he, who puts his 'shall,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	His popular 'shall' against a graver bench" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than ever frown in Greece. By Jove himself!" & @CRLF & _
                "	It makes the consuls base: and my soul aches" & @CRLF & _
                "	To know, when two authorities are up," & @CRLF & _
                "	Neither supreme, how soon confusion" & @CRLF & _
                "	May enter 'twixt the gap of both and take" & @CRLF & _
                "	The one by the other." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Well, on to the market-place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Whoever gave that counsel, to give forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	The corn o' the storehouse gratis, as 'twas used" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sometime in Greece,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Well, well, no more of that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Though there the people had more absolute power," & @CRLF & _
                "	I say, they nourish'd disobedience, fed" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ruin of the state." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Why, shall the people give" & @CRLF & _
                "	One that speaks thus their voice?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	I'll give my reasons," & @CRLF & _
                "	More worthier than their voices. They know the corn" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was not our recompense, resting well assured" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ne'er did service for't: being press'd to the war," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even when the navel of the state was touch'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	They would not thread the gates. This kind of service" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did not deserve corn gratis. Being i' the war" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their mutinies and revolts, wherein they show'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most valour, spoke not for them: the accusation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which they have often made against the senate," & @CRLF & _
                "	All cause unborn, could never be the motive" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of our so frank donation. Well, what then?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How shall this bisson multitude digest" & @CRLF & _
                "	The senate's courtesy? Let deeds express" & @CRLF & _
                "	What's like to be their words: 'we did request it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We are the greater poll, and in true fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	They gave us our demands.' Thus we debase" & @CRLF & _
                "	The nature of our seats and make the rabble" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call our cares fears; which will in time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Break ope the locks o' the senate and bring in" & @CRLF & _
                "	The crows to peck the eagles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Come, enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Enough, with over-measure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	No, take more:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What may be sworn by, both divine and human," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seal what I end withal! This double worship," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where one part does disdain with cause, the other" & @CRLF & _
                "	Insult without all reason, where gentry, title, wisdom," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot conclude but by the yea and no" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of general ignorance,--it must omit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Real necessities, and give way the while" & @CRLF & _
                "	To unstable slightness: purpose so barr'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	it follows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing is done to purpose. Therefore, beseech you,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	You that will be less fearful than discreet," & @CRLF & _
                "	That love the fundamental part of state" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than you doubt the change on't, that prefer" & @CRLF & _
                "	A noble life before a long, and wish" & @CRLF & _
                "	To jump a body with a dangerous physic" & @CRLF & _
                "	That's sure of death without it, at once pluck out" & @CRLF & _
                "	The multitudinous tongue; let them not lick" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sweet which is their poison: your dishonour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mangles true judgment and bereaves the state" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of that integrity which should become't," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not having the power to do the good it would," & @CRLF & _
                "	For the in which doth control't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Has said enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Has spoken like a traitor, and shall answer" & @CRLF & _
                "	As traitors do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	                  Thou wretch, despite o'erwhelm thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What should the people do with these bald tribunes?" & @CRLF & _
                "	On whom depending, their obedience fails" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the greater bench: in a rebellion," & @CRLF & _
                "	When what's not meet, but what must be, was law," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then were they chosen: in a better hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let what is meet be said it must be meet," & @CRLF & _
                "	And throw their power i' the dust." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Manifest treason!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	                  This a consul? no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	The aediles, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter an AEdile]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him be apprehended." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Go, call the people:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit AEdile]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		in whose name myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attach thee as a traitorous innovator," & @CRLF & _
                "	A foe to the public weal: obey, I charge thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	And follow to thine answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Hence, old goat!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Senators, &C	We'll surety him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	                  Aged sir, hands off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Hence, rotten thing! or I shall shake thy bones" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of thy garments." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Help, ye citizens!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a rabble of Citizens (Plebeians), with" & @CRLF & _
                "	the AEdiles]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	On both sides more respect." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Here's he that would take from you all your power." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Seize him, AEdiles!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Citizens	Down with him! down with him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Senators, &C	Weapons, weapons, weapons!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They all bustle about CORIOLANUS, crying]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tribunes!' 'Patricians!' 'Citizens!' 'What, ho!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Sicinius!' 'Brutus!' 'Coriolanus!' 'Citizens!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Peace, peace, peace!' 'Stay, hold, peace!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	What is about to be? I am out of breath;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Confusion's near; I cannot speak. You, tribunes" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the people! Coriolanus, patience!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak, good Sicinius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Hear me, people; peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Citizens	Let's hear our tribune: peace Speak, speak, speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	You are at point to lose your liberties:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Marcius would have all from you; Marcius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom late you have named for consul." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Fie, fie, fie!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the way to kindle, not to quench." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	To unbuild the city and to lay all flat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	What is the city but the people?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Citizens	True," & @CRLF & _
                "	The people are the city." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	By the consent of all, we were establish'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The people's magistrates." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Citizens	You so remain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	And so are like to do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	That is the way to lay the city flat;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bring the roof to the foundation," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bury all, which yet distinctly ranges," & @CRLF & _
                "	In heaps and piles of ruin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	This deserves death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Or let us stand to our authority," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or let us lose it. We do here pronounce," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the part o' the people, in whose power" & @CRLF & _
                "	We were elected theirs, Marcius is worthy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of present death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	                  Therefore lay hold of him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bear him to the rock Tarpeian, and from thence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into destruction cast him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	AEdiles, seize him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Citizens	Yield, Marcius, yield!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Hear me one word;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beseech you, tribunes, hear me but a word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEdile	Peace, peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	[To BRUTUS]  Be that you seem, truly your" & @CRLF & _
                "	country's friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	And temperately proceed to what you would" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus violently redress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Sir, those cold ways," & @CRLF & _
                "	That seem like prudent helps, are very poisonous" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where the disease is violent. Lay hands upon him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bear him to the rock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	No, I'll die here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drawing his sword]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's some among you have beheld me fighting:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, try upon yourselves what you have seen me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Down with that sword! Tribunes, withdraw awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Lay hands upon him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Help Marcius, help," & @CRLF & _
                "	You that be noble; help him, young and old!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Citizens	Down with him, down with him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[In this mutiny, the Tribunes, the AEdiles, and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	People, are beat in]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Go, get you to your house; be gone, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "	All will be naught else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	Get you gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Stand fast;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have as many friends as enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Sham it be put to that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	The gods forbid!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, noble friend, home to thy house;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leave us to cure this cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	For 'tis a sore upon us," & @CRLF & _
                "	You cannot tent yourself: be gone, beseech you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Come, sir, along with us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	I would they were barbarians--as they are," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though in Rome litter'd--not Romans--as they are not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though calved i' the porch o' the Capitol--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Be gone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put not your worthy rage into your tongue;" & @CRLF & _
                "	One time will owe another." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	On fair ground" & @CRLF & _
                "	I could beat forty of them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	I could myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take up a brace o' the best of them; yea, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	two tribunes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But now 'tis odds beyond arithmetic;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And manhood is call'd foolery, when it stands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against a falling fabric. Will you hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before the tag return? whose rage doth rend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like interrupted waters and o'erbear" & @CRLF & _
                "	What they are used to bear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Pray you, be gone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll try whether my old wit be in request" & @CRLF & _
                "	With those that have but little: this must be patch'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With cloth of any colour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Nay, come away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt CORIOLANUS, COMINIUS, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "A Patrician	This man has marr'd his fortune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	His nature is too noble for the world:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He would not flatter Neptune for his trident," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or Jove for's power to thunder. His heart's his mouth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What his breast forges, that his tongue must vent;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, being angry, does forget that ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	He heard the name of death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A noise within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		      Here's goodly work!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Patrician	I would they were abed!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	I would they were in Tiber! What the vengeance!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could he not speak 'em fair?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BRUTUS and SICINIUS, with the rabble]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Where is this viper" & @CRLF & _
                "	That would depopulate the city and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be every man himself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	You worthy tribunes,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	He shall be thrown down the Tarpeian rock" & @CRLF & _
                "	With rigorous hands: he hath resisted law," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore law shall scorn him further trial" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than the severity of the public power" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he so sets at nought." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	He shall well know" & @CRLF & _
                "	The noble tribunes are the people's mouths," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we their hands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Citizens	He shall, sure on't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Sir, sir,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Do not cry havoc, where you should but hunt" & @CRLF & _
                "	With modest warrant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Sir, how comes't that you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have holp to make this rescue?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Hear me speak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I do know the consul's worthiness," & @CRLF & _
                "	So can I name his faults,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Consul! what consul?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	The consul Coriolanus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	He consul!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Citizens	No, no, no, no, no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	If, by the tribunes' leave, and yours, good people," & @CRLF & _
                "	I may be heard, I would crave a word or two;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The which shall turn you to no further harm" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than so much loss of time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Speak briefly then;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For we are peremptory to dispatch" & @CRLF & _
                "	This viperous traitor: to eject him hence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were but one danger, and to keep him here" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our certain death: therefore it is decreed" & @CRLF & _
                "	He dies to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	                  Now the good gods forbid" & @CRLF & _
                "	That our renowned Rome, whose gratitude" & @CRLF & _
                "	Towards her deserved children is enroll'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Jove's own book, like an unnatural dam" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should now eat up her own!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	He's a disease that must be cut away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	O, he's a limb that has but a disease;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mortal, to cut it off; to cure it, easy." & @CRLF & _
                "	What has he done to Rome that's worthy death?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Killing our enemies, the blood he hath lost--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, I dare vouch, is more than that he hath," & @CRLF & _
                "	By many an ounce--he dropp'd it for his country;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what is left, to lose it by his country," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were to us all, that do't and suffer it," & @CRLF & _
                "	A brand to the end o' the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	This is clean kam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Merely awry: when he did love his country," & @CRLF & _
                "	It honour'd him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	                  The service of the foot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Being once gangrened, is not then respected" & @CRLF & _
                "	For what before it was." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	We'll hear no more." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pursue him to his house, and pluck him thence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest his infection, being of catching nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	Spread further." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	                  One word more, one word." & @CRLF & _
                "	This tiger-footed rage, when it shall find" & @CRLF & _
                "	The harm of unscann'd swiftness, will too late" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tie leaden pounds to's heels. Proceed by process;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest parties, as he is beloved, break out," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sack great Rome with Romans." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	If it were so,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	What do ye talk?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have we not had a taste of his obedience?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our aediles smote? ourselves resisted? Come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Consider this: he has been bred i' the wars" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since he could draw a sword, and is ill school'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	In bolted language; meal and bran together" & @CRLF & _
                "	He throws without distinction. Give me leave," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll go to him, and undertake to bring him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where he shall answer, by a lawful form," & @CRLF & _
                "	In peace, to his utmost peril." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Noble tribunes," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is the humane way: the other course" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will prove too bloody, and the end of it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unknown to the beginning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Noble Menenius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be you then as the people's officer." & @CRLF & _
                "	Masters, lay down your weapons." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Go not home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Meet on the market-place. We'll attend you there:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where, if you bring not Marcius, we'll proceed" & @CRLF & _
                "	In our first way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	                  I'll bring him to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To the Senators]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me desire your company: he must come," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or what is worst will follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Pray you, let's to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A room in CORIOLANUS'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CORIOLANUS with Patricians]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Let them puff all about mine ears, present me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Death on the wheel or at wild horses' heels," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or pile ten hills on the Tarpeian rock," & @CRLF & _
                "	That the precipitation might down stretch" & @CRLF & _
                "	Below the beam of sight, yet will I still" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be thus to them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "A Patrician	You do the nobler." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	I muse my mother" & @CRLF & _
                "	Does not approve me further, who was wont" & @CRLF & _
                "	To call them woollen vassals, things created" & @CRLF & _
                "	To buy and sell with groats, to show bare heads" & @CRLF & _
                "	In congregations, to yawn, be still and wonder," & @CRLF & _
                "	When one but of my ordinance stood up" & @CRLF & _
                "	To speak of peace or war." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter VOLUMNIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		    I talk of you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why did you wish me milder? would you have me" & @CRLF & _
                "	False to my nature? Rather say I play" & @CRLF & _
                "	The man I am." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	                  O, sir, sir, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would have had you put your power well on," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before you had worn it out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Let go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	You might have been enough the man you are," & @CRLF & _
                "	With striving less to be so; lesser had been" & @CRLF & _
                "	The thwartings of your dispositions, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	You had not show'd them how ye were disposed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere they lack'd power to cross you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Let them hang." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "A Patrician	Ay, and burn too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MENENIUS and Senators]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Come, come, you have been too rough, something" & @CRLF & _
                "	too rough;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You must return and mend it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	There's no remedy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless, by not so doing, our good city" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cleave in the midst, and perish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Pray, be counsell'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a heart as little apt as yours," & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet a brain that leads my use of anger" & @CRLF & _
                "	To better vantage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	                  Well said, noble woman?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before he should thus stoop to the herd, but that" & @CRLF & _
                "	The violent fit o' the time craves it as physic" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the whole state, I would put mine armour on," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I can scarcely bear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	What must I do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Return to the tribunes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Well, what then? what then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Repent what you have spoke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	For them! I cannot do it to the gods;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must I then do't to them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	You are too absolute;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though therein you can never be too noble," & @CRLF & _
                "	But when extremities speak. I have heard you say," & @CRLF & _
                "	Honour and policy, like unsever'd friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the war do grow together: grant that, and tell me," & @CRLF & _
                "	In peace what each of them by the other lose," & @CRLF & _
                "	That they combine not there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Tush, tush!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	A good demand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	If it be honour in your wars to seem" & @CRLF & _
                "	The same you are not, which, for your best ends," & @CRLF & _
                "	You adopt your policy, how is it less or worse," & @CRLF & _
                "	That it shall hold companionship in peace" & @CRLF & _
                "	With honour, as in war, since that to both" & @CRLF & _
                "	It stands in like request?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Why force you this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Because that now it lies you on to speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the people; not by your own instruction," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor by the matter which your heart prompts you," & @CRLF & _
                "	But with such words that are but rooted in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your tongue, though but bastards and syllables" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of no allowance to your bosom's truth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, this no more dishonours you at all" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than to take in a town with gentle words," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which else would put you to your fortune and" & @CRLF & _
                "	The hazard of much blood." & @CRLF & _
                "	I would dissemble with my nature where" & @CRLF & _
                "	My fortunes and my friends at stake required" & @CRLF & _
                "	I should do so in honour: I am in this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your wife, your son, these senators, the nobles;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you will rather show our general louts" & @CRLF & _
                "	How you can frown than spend a fawn upon 'em," & @CRLF & _
                "	For the inheritance of their loves and safeguard" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what that want might ruin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Noble lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, go with us; speak fair: you may salve so," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not what is dangerous present, but the loss" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what is past." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	                  I prithee now, my son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go to them, with this bonnet in thy hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thus far having stretch'd it--here be with them--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy knee bussing the stones--for in such business" & @CRLF & _
                "	Action is eloquence, and the eyes of the ignorant" & @CRLF & _
                "	More learned than the ears--waving thy head," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which often, thus, correcting thy stout heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now humble as the ripest mulberry" & @CRLF & _
                "	That will not hold the handling: or say to them," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art their soldier, and being bred in broils" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast not the soft way which, thou dost confess," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were fit for thee to use as they to claim," & @CRLF & _
                "	In asking their good loves, but thou wilt frame" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thyself, forsooth, hereafter theirs, so far" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou hast power and person." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	This but done," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even as she speaks, why, their hearts were yours;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For they have pardons, being ask'd, as free" & @CRLF & _
                "	As words to little purpose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Prithee now," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, and be ruled: although I know thou hadst rather" & @CRLF & _
                "	Follow thine enemy in a fiery gulf" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than flatter him in a bower. Here is Cominius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter COMINIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	I have been i' the market-place; and, sir,'tis fit" & @CRLF & _
                "	You make strong party, or defend yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	By calmness or by absence: all's in anger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Only fair speech." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	                  I think 'twill serve, if he" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can thereto frame his spirit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	He must, and will" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prithee now, say you will, and go about it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Must I go show them my unbarbed sconce?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must I with base tongue give my noble heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	A lie that it must bear? Well, I will do't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, were there but this single plot to lose," & @CRLF & _
                "	This mould of Marcius, they to dust should grind it" & @CRLF & _
                "	And throw't against the wind. To the market-place!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have put me now to such a part which never" & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall discharge to the life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Come, come, we'll prompt you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	I prithee now, sweet son, as thou hast said" & @CRLF & _
                "	My praises made thee first a soldier, so," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have my praise for this, perform a part" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast not done before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Well, I must do't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Away, my disposition, and possess me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some harlot's spirit! my throat of war be turn'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which quired with my drum, into a pipe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Small as an eunuch, or the virgin voice" & @CRLF & _
                "	That babies lulls asleep! the smiles of knaves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tent in my cheeks, and schoolboys' tears take up" & @CRLF & _
                "	The glasses of my sight! a beggar's tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make motion through my lips, and my arm'd knees," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who bow'd but in my stirrup, bend like his" & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath received an alms! I will not do't," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest I surcease to honour mine own truth" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by my body's action teach my mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	A most inherent baseness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	At thy choice, then:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To beg of thee, it is my more dishonour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than thou of them. Come all to ruin; let" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy mother rather feel thy pride than fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy dangerous stoutness, for I mock at death" & @CRLF & _
                "	With as big heart as thou. Do as thou list" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy valiantness was mine, thou suck'dst it from me," & @CRLF & _
                "	But owe thy pride thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Pray, be content:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mother, I am going to the market-place;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Chide me no more. I'll mountebank their loves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cog their hearts from them, and come home beloved" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all the trades in Rome. Look, I am going:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commend me to my wife. I'll return consul;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or never trust to what my tongue can do" & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the way of flattery further." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Do your will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Away! the tribunes do attend you: arm yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	To answer mildly; for they are prepared" & @CRLF & _
                "	With accusations, as I hear, more strong" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than are upon you yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	The word is 'mildly.' Pray you, let us go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let them accuse me by invention, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will answer in mine honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Ay, but mildly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Well, mildly be it then. Mildly!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The same. The Forum." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SICINIUS and BRUTUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	In this point charge him home, that he affects" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tyrannical power: if he evade us there," & @CRLF & _
                "	Enforce him with his envy to the people," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that the spoil got on the Antiates" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was ne'er distributed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter an AEdile]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, will he come?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEdile	He's coming." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	How accompanied?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEdile	With old Menenius, and those senators" & @CRLF & _
                "	That always favour'd him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Have you a catalogue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all the voices that we have procured" & @CRLF & _
                "	Set down by the poll?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEdile	I have; 'tis ready." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Have you collected them by tribes?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEdile	I have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Assemble presently the people hither;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when they bear me say 'It shall be so" & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the right and strength o' the commons,' be it either" & @CRLF & _
                "	For death, for fine, or banishment, then let them" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I say fine, cry 'Fine;' if death, cry 'Death.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Insisting on the old prerogative" & @CRLF & _
                "	And power i' the truth o' the cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEdile	I shall inform them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	And when such time they have begun to cry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let them not cease, but with a din confused" & @CRLF & _
                "	Enforce the present execution" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what we chance to sentence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEdile	Very well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Make them be strong and ready for this hint," & @CRLF & _
                "	When we shall hap to give 't them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Go about it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit AEdile]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put him to choler straight: he hath been used" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ever to conquer, and to have his worth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of contradiction: being once chafed, he cannot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be rein'd again to temperance; then he speaks" & @CRLF & _
                "	What's in his heart; and that is there which looks" & @CRLF & _
                "	With us to break his neck." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Well, here he comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CORIOLANUS, MENENIUS, and COMINIUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	with Senators and Patricians]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Calmly, I do beseech you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Ay, as an ostler, that for the poorest piece" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will bear the knave by the volume. The honour'd gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep Rome in safety, and the chairs of justice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Supplied with worthy men! plant love among 's!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Throng our large temples with the shows of peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not our streets with war!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Amen, amen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	A noble wish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter AEdile, with Citizens]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Draw near, ye people." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEdile	List to your tribunes. Audience: peace, I say!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	First, hear me speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Both Tribunes	Well, say. Peace, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Shall I be charged no further than this present?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must all determine here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	I do demand," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you submit you to the people's voices," & @CRLF & _
                "	Allow their officers and are content" & @CRLF & _
                "	To suffer lawful censure for such faults" & @CRLF & _
                "	As shall be proved upon you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	I am content." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Lo, citizens, he says he is content:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The warlike service he has done, consider; think" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the wounds his body bears, which show" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like graves i' the holy churchyard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Scratches with briers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Scars to move laughter only." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Consider further," & @CRLF & _
                "	That when he speaks not like a citizen," & @CRLF & _
                "	You find him like a soldier: do not take" & @CRLF & _
                "	His rougher accents for malicious sounds," & @CRLF & _
                "	But, as I say, such as become a soldier," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rather than envy you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Well, well, no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	What is the matter" & @CRLF & _
                "	That being pass'd for consul with full voice," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am so dishonour'd that the very hour" & @CRLF & _
                "	You take it off again?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Answer to us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Say, then: 'tis true, I ought so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	We charge you, that you have contrived to take" & @CRLF & _
                "	From Rome all season'd office and to wind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yourself into a power tyrannical;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For which you are a traitor to the people." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	How! traitor!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	                  Nay, temperately; your promise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	The fires i' the lowest hell fold-in the people!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call me their traitor! Thou injurious tribune!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within thine eyes sat twenty thousand deaths," & @CRLF & _
                "	In thy hand clutch'd as many millions, in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy lying tongue both numbers, I would say" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Thou liest' unto thee with a voice as free" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I do pray the gods." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Mark you this, people?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Citizens	To the rock, to the rock with him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "	We need not put new matter to his charge:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What you have seen him do and heard him speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	Beating your officers, cursing yourselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Opposing laws with strokes and here defying" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those whose great power must try him; even this," & @CRLF & _
                "	So criminal and in such capital kind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deserves the extremest death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	But since he hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Served well for Rome,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	What do you prate of service?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	I talk of that, that know it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	You?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Is this the promise that you made your mother?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Know, I pray you,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	I know no further:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let them pronounce the steep Tarpeian death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Vagabond exile, raying, pent to linger" & @CRLF & _
                "	But with a grain a day, I would not buy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their mercy at the price of one fair word;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor cheque my courage for what they can give," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have't with saying 'Good morrow.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	For that he has," & @CRLF & _
                "	As much as in him lies, from time to time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Envied against the people, seeking means" & @CRLF & _
                "	To pluck away their power, as now at last" & @CRLF & _
                "	Given hostile strokes, and that not in the presence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of dreaded justice, but on the ministers" & @CRLF & _
                "	That do distribute it; in the name o' the people" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the power of us the tribunes, we," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even from this instant, banish him our city," & @CRLF & _
                "	In peril of precipitation" & @CRLF & _
                "	From off the rock Tarpeian never more" & @CRLF & _
                "	To enter our Rome gates: i' the people's name," & @CRLF & _
                "	I say it shall be so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Citizens	It shall be so, it shall be so; let him away:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He's banish'd, and it shall be so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Hear me, my masters, and my common friends,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	He's sentenced; no more hearing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Let me speak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have been consul, and can show for Rome" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her enemies' marks upon me. I do love" & @CRLF & _
                "	My country's good with a respect more tender," & @CRLF & _
                "	More holy and profound, than mine own life," & @CRLF & _
                "	My dear wife's estimate, her womb's increase," & @CRLF & _
                "	And treasure of my loins; then if I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak that,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	                  We know your drift: speak what?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	There's no more to be said, but he is banish'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	As enemy to the people and his country:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It shall be so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Citizens	It shall be so, it shall be so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	You common cry of curs! whose breath I hate" & @CRLF & _
                "	As reek o' the rotten fens, whose loves I prize" & @CRLF & _
                "	As the dead carcasses of unburied men" & @CRLF & _
                "	That do corrupt my air, I banish you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here remain with your uncertainty!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let every feeble rumour shake your hearts!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your enemies, with nodding of their plumes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fan you into despair! Have the power still" & @CRLF & _
                "	To banish your defenders; till at length" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your ignorance, which finds not till it feels," & @CRLF & _
                "	Making not reservation of yourselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Still your own foes, deliver you as most" & @CRLF & _
                "	Abated captives to some nation" & @CRLF & _
                "	That won you without blows! Despising," & @CRLF & _
                "	For you, the city, thus I turn my back:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a world elsewhere." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt CORIOLANUS, COMINIUS, MENENIUS, Senators," & @CRLF & _
                "	and Patricians]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEdile	The people's enemy is gone, is gone!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Citizens	Our enemy is banish'd! he is gone! Hoo! hoo!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Shouting, and throwing up their caps]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Go, see him out at gates, and follow him," & @CRLF & _
                "	As he hath followed you, with all despite;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give him deserved vexation. Let a guard" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attend us through the city." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Citizens	Come, come; let's see him out at gates; come." & @CRLF & _
                "	The gods preserve our noble tribunes! Come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Rome. Before a gate of the city." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CORIOLANUS, VOLUMNIA, VIRGILIA, MENENIUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	COMINIUS, with the young Nobility of Rome]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Come, leave your tears: a brief farewell: the beast" & @CRLF & _
                "	With many heads butts me away. Nay, mother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is your ancient courage? you were used" & @CRLF & _
                "	To say extremity was the trier of spirits;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That common chances common men could bear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That when the sea was calm all boats alike" & @CRLF & _
                "	Show'd mastership in floating; fortune's blows," & @CRLF & _
                "	When most struck home, being gentle wounded, craves" & @CRLF & _
                "	A noble cunning: you were used to load me" & @CRLF & _
                "	With precepts that would make invincible" & @CRLF & _
                "	The heart that conn'd them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	O heavens! O heavens!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Nay! prithee, woman,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Now the red pestilence strike all trades in Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	And occupations perish!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	What, what, what!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall be loved when I am lack'd. Nay, mother." & @CRLF & _
                "	Resume that spirit, when you were wont to say," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you had been the wife of Hercules," & @CRLF & _
                "	Six of his labours you'ld have done, and saved" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your husband so much sweat. Cominius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Droop not; adieu. Farewell, my wife, my mother:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll do well yet. Thou old and true Menenius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy tears are salter than a younger man's," & @CRLF & _
                "	And venomous to thine eyes. My sometime general," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have seen thee stem, and thou hast oft beheld" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heart-hardening spectacles; tell these sad women" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis fond to wail inevitable strokes," & @CRLF & _
                "	As 'tis to laugh at 'em. My mother, you wot well" & @CRLF & _
                "	My hazards still have been your solace: and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Believe't not lightly--though I go alone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to a lonely dragon, that his fen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes fear'd and talk'd of more than seen--your son" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will or exceed the common or be caught" & @CRLF & _
                "	With cautelous baits and practise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	My first son." & @CRLF & _
                "	Whither wilt thou go? Take good Cominius" & @CRLF & _
                "	With thee awhile: determine on some course," & @CRLF & _
                "	More than a wild exposture to each chance" & @CRLF & _
                "	That starts i' the way before thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	O the gods!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	I'll follow thee a month, devise with thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where thou shalt rest, that thou mayst hear of us" & @CRLF & _
                "	And we of thee: so if the time thrust forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	A cause for thy repeal, we shall not send" & @CRLF & _
                "	O'er the vast world to seek a single man," & @CRLF & _
                "	And lose advantage, which doth ever cool" & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the absence of the needer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Fare ye well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast years upon thee; and thou art too full" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the wars' surfeits, to go rove with one" & @CRLF & _
                "	That's yet unbruised: bring me but out at gate." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, my sweet wife, my dearest mother, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	My friends of noble touch, when I am forth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid me farewell, and smile. I pray you, come." & @CRLF & _
                "	While I remain above the ground, you shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear from me still, and never of me aught" & @CRLF & _
                "	But what is like me formerly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	That's worthily" & @CRLF & _
                "	As any ear can hear. Come, let's not weep." & @CRLF & _
                "	If I could shake off but one seven years" & @CRLF & _
                "	From these old arms and legs, by the good gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'ld with thee every foot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Give me thy hand: Come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same. A  street near the gate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SICINIUS, BRUTUS, and an AEdile]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Bid them all home; he's gone, and we'll no further." & @CRLF & _
                "	The nobility are vex'd, whom we see have sided" & @CRLF & _
                "	In his behalf." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	                  Now we have shown our power," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us seem humbler after it is done" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than when it was a-doing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Bid them home:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say their great enemy is gone, and they" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand in their ancient strength." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Dismiss them home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit AEdile]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes his mother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Let's not meet her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Why?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	They say she's mad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	They have ta'en note of us: keep on your way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter VOLUMNIA, VIRGILIA, and MENENIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	O, ye're well met: the hoarded plague o' the gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	Requite your love!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	                  Peace, peace; be not so loud." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	If that I could for weeping, you should hear,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, and you shall hear some." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To BRUTUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		        Will you be gone?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	[To SICINIUS]  You shall stay too: I would I had the power" & @CRLF & _
                "	To say so to my husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Are you mankind?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Ay, fool; is that a shame? Note but this fool." & @CRLF & _
                "	Was not a man my father? Hadst thou foxship" & @CRLF & _
                "	To banish him that struck more blows for Rome" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than thou hast spoken words?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	O blessed heavens!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	More noble blows than ever thou wise words;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for Rome's good. I'll tell thee what; yet go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, but thou shalt stay too: I would my son" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were in Arabia, and thy tribe before him," & @CRLF & _
                "	His good sword in his hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	What then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	What then!" & @CRLF & _
                "	He'ld make an end of thy posterity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Bastards and all." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good man, the wounds that he does bear for Rome!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Come, come, peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	I would he had continued to his country" & @CRLF & _
                "	As he began, and not unknit himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	The noble knot he made." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	I would he had." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	'I would he had'! 'Twas you incensed the rabble:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cats, that can judge as fitly of his worth" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I can of those mysteries which heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will not have earth to know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Pray, let us go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Now, pray, sir, get you gone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have done a brave deed. Ere you go, hear this:--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As far as doth the Capitol exceed" & @CRLF & _
                "	The meanest house in Rome, so far my son--" & @CRLF & _
                "	This lady's husband here, this, do you see--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom you have banish'd, does exceed you all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Well, well, we'll leave you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Why stay we to be baited" & @CRLF & _
                "	With one that wants her wits?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Take my prayers with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Tribunes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would the gods had nothing else to do" & @CRLF & _
                "	But to confirm my curses! Could I meet 'em" & @CRLF & _
                "	But once a-day, it would unclog my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what lies heavy to't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	You have told them home;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, by my troth, you have cause. You'll sup with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Anger's my meat; I sup upon myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so shall starve with feeding. Come, let's go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leave this faint puling and lament as I do," & @CRLF & _
                "	In anger, Juno-like. Come, come, come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Fie, fie, fie!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A highway between Rome and Antium." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Roman and a Volsce, meeting]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Roman	I know you well, sir, and you know" & @CRLF & _
                "	me: your name, I think, is Adrian." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Volsce	It is so, sir: truly, I have forgot you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Roman	I am a Roman; and my services are," & @CRLF & _
                "	as you are, against 'em: know you me yet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Volsce	Nicanor? no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Roman	The same, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Volsce	You had more beard when I last saw you; but your" & @CRLF & _
                "	favour is well approved by your tongue. What's the" & @CRLF & _
                "	news in Rome? I have a note from the Volscian state," & @CRLF & _
                "	to find you out there: you have well saved me a" & @CRLF & _
                "	day's journey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Roman	There hath been in Rome strange insurrections; the" & @CRLF & _
                "	people against the senators, patricians, and nobles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Volsce	Hath been! is it ended, then? Our state thinks not" & @CRLF & _
                "	so: they are in a most warlike preparation, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	hope to come upon them in the heat of their division." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Roman	The main blaze of it is past, but a small thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	would make it flame again: for the nobles receive" & @CRLF & _
                "	so to heart the banishment of that worthy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Coriolanus, that they are in a ripe aptness to take" & @CRLF & _
                "	all power from the people and to pluck from them" & @CRLF & _
                "	their tribunes for ever. This lies glowing, I can" & @CRLF & _
                "	tell you, and is almost mature for the violent" & @CRLF & _
                "	breaking out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Volsce	Coriolanus banished!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Roman	Banished, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Volsce	You will be welcome with this intelligence, Nicanor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Roman	The day serves well for them now. I have heard it" & @CRLF & _
                "	said, the fittest time to corrupt a man's wife is" & @CRLF & _
                "	when she's fallen out with her husband. Your noble" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tullus Aufidius will appear well in these wars, his" & @CRLF & _
                "	great opposer, Coriolanus, being now in no request" & @CRLF & _
                "	of his country." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Volsce	He cannot choose. I am most fortunate, thus" & @CRLF & _
                "	accidentally to encounter you: you have ended my" & @CRLF & _
                "	business, and I will merrily accompany you home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Roman	I shall, between this and supper, tell you most" & @CRLF & _
                "	strange things from Rome; all tending to the good of" & @CRLF & _
                "	their adversaries. Have you an army ready, say you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Volsce	A most royal one; the centurions and their charges," & @CRLF & _
                "	distinctly billeted, already in the entertainment," & @CRLF & _
                "	and to be on foot at an hour's warning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Roman	I am joyful to hear of their readiness, and am the" & @CRLF & _
                "	man, I think, that shall set them in present action." & @CRLF & _
                "	So, sir, heartily well met, and most glad of your company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Volsce	You take my part from me, sir; I have the most cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	to be glad of yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Roman	Well, let us go together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Antium. Before Aufidius's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CORIOLANUS in mean apparel, disguised" & @CRLF & _
                "	and muffled]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	A goodly city is this Antium. City," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis I that made thy widows: many an heir" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of these fair edifices 'fore my wars" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I heard groan and drop: then know me not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest that thy wives with spits and boys with stones" & @CRLF & _
                "	In puny battle slay me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Citizen]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		  Save you, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Citizen	And you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	       Direct me, if it be your will," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where great Aufidius lies: is he in Antium?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Citizen	He is, and feasts the nobles of the state" & @CRLF & _
                "	At his house this night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Which is his house, beseech you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Citizen	This, here before you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Thank you, sir: farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Citizen]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O world, thy slippery turns! Friends now fast sworn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose double bosoms seem to wear one heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose house, whose bed, whose meal, and exercise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are still together, who twin, as 'twere, in love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unseparable, shall within this hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	On a dissension of a doit, break out" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bitterest enmity: so, fellest foes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose passions and whose plots have broke their sleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	To take the one the other, by some chance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some trick not worth an egg, shall grow dear friends" & @CRLF & _
                "	And interjoin their issues. So with me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My birth-place hate I, and my love's upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	This enemy town. I'll enter: if he slay me," & @CRLF & _
                "	He does fair justice; if he give me way," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll do his country service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	The same. A hall in Aufidius's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music within. Enter a Servingman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servingman	Wine, wine, wine! What service" & @CRLF & _
                "	is here! I think our fellows are asleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a second Servingman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servingman	Where's Cotus? my master calls" & @CRLF & _
                "	for him. Cotus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CORIOLANUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	A goodly house: the feast smells well; but I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Appear not like a guest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter the first Servingman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servingman	What would you have, friend? whence are you?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here's no place for you: pray, go to the door." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	I have deserved no better entertainment," & @CRLF & _
                "	In being Coriolanus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter second Servingman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servingman	Whence are you, sir? Has the porter his eyes in his" & @CRLF & _
                "	head; that he gives entrance to such companions?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray, get you out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servingman	Away! get you away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Now thou'rt troublesome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servingman	Are you so brave? I'll have you talked with anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a third Servingman. The first meets him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servingman	What fellow's this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servingman	A strange one as ever I looked on: I cannot get him" & @CRLF & _
                "	out of the house: prithee, call my master to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Retires]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servingman	What have you to do here, fellow? Pray you, avoid" & @CRLF & _
                "	the house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Let me but stand; I will not hurt your hearth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servingman	What are you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	A gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servingman	A marvellous poor one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	True, so I am." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servingman	Pray you, poor gentleman, take up some other" & @CRLF & _
                "	station; here's no place for you; pray you, avoid: come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Follow your function, go, and batten on cold bits." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Pushes him away]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servingman	What, you will not? Prithee, tell my master what a" & @CRLF & _
                "	strange guest he has here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servingman	And I shall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servingman	Where dwellest thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Under the canopy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servingman	Under the canopy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Ay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servingman	Where's that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	I' the city of kites and crows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servingman	I' the city of kites and crows! What an ass it is!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then thou dwellest with daws too?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	No, I serve not thy master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servingman	How, sir! do you meddle with my master?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Ay; 'tis an honester service than to meddle with thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	mistress. Thou pratest, and pratest; serve with thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	trencher, hence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Beats him away. Exit third Servingman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AUFIDIUS with the second Servingman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	Where is this fellow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servingman	Here, sir: I'ld have beaten him like a dog, but for" & @CRLF & _
                "	disturbing the lords within." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Retires]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	Whence comest thou? what wouldst thou? thy name?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why speak'st not? speak, man: what's thy name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	If, Tullus," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Unmuffling]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not yet thou knowest me, and, seeing me, dost not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think me for the man I am, necessity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commands me name myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	What is thy name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	A name unmusical to the Volscians' ears," & @CRLF & _
                "	And harsh in sound to thine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	Say, what's thy name?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast a grim appearance, and thy face" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bears a command in't; though thy tackle's torn." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou show'st a noble vessel: what's thy name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Prepare thy brow to frown: know'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou me yet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	I know thee not: thy name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	My name is Caius Marcius, who hath done" & @CRLF & _
                "	To thee particularly and to all the Volsces" & @CRLF & _
                "	Great hurt and mischief; thereto witness may" & @CRLF & _
                "	My surname, Coriolanus: the painful service," & @CRLF & _
                "	The extreme dangers and the drops of blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shed for my thankless country are requited" & @CRLF & _
                "	But with that surname; a good memory," & @CRLF & _
                "	And witness of the malice and displeasure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which thou shouldst bear me: only that name remains;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cruelty and envy of the people," & @CRLF & _
                "	Permitted by our dastard nobles, who" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have all forsook me, hath devour'd the rest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And suffer'd me by the voice of slaves to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whoop'd out of Rome. Now this extremity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath brought me to thy hearth; not out of hope--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mistake me not--to save my life, for if" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had fear'd death, of all the men i' the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would have 'voided thee, but in mere spite," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be full quit of those my banishers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand I before thee here. Then if thou hast" & @CRLF & _
                "	A heart of wreak in thee, that wilt revenge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thine own particular wrongs and stop those maims" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of shame seen through thy country, speed" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee straight," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make my misery serve thy turn: so use it" & @CRLF & _
                "	That my revengeful services may prove" & @CRLF & _
                "	As benefits to thee, for I will fight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against my canker'd country with the spleen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all the under fiends. But if so be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou darest not this and that to prove more fortunes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou'rt tired, then, in a word, I also am" & @CRLF & _
                "	Longer to live most weary, and present" & @CRLF & _
                "	My throat to thee and to thy ancient malice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which not to cut would show thee but a fool," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since I have ever follow'd thee with hate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Drawn tuns of blood out of thy country's breast," & @CRLF & _
                "	And cannot live but to thy shame, unless" & @CRLF & _
                "	It be to do thee service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	O Marcius, Marcius!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Each word thou hast spoke hath weeded from my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	A root of ancient envy. If Jupiter" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should from yond cloud speak divine things," & @CRLF & _
                "	And say 'Tis true,' I'ld not believe them more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than thee, all noble Marcius. Let me twine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine arms about that body, where against" & @CRLF & _
                "	My grained ash an hundred times hath broke" & @CRLF & _
                "	And scarr'd the moon with splinters: here I clip" & @CRLF & _
                "	The anvil of my sword, and do contest" & @CRLF & _
                "	As hotly and as nobly with thy love" & @CRLF & _
                "	As ever in ambitious strength I did" & @CRLF & _
                "	Contend against thy valour. Know thou first," & @CRLF & _
                "	I loved the maid I married; never man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sigh'd truer breath; but that I see thee here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou noble thing! more dances my rapt heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than when I first my wedded mistress saw" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bestride my threshold. Why, thou Mars! I tell thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	We have a power on foot; and I had purpose" & @CRLF & _
                "	Once more to hew thy target from thy brawn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or lose mine arm fort: thou hast beat me out" & @CRLF & _
                "	Twelve several times, and I have nightly since" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dreamt of encounters 'twixt thyself and me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have been down together in my sleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unbuckling helms, fisting each other's throat," & @CRLF & _
                "	And waked half dead with nothing. Worthy Marcius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had we no quarrel else to Rome, but that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art thence banish'd, we would muster all" & @CRLF & _
                "	From twelve to seventy, and pouring war" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the bowels of ungrateful Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a bold flood o'er-bear. O, come, go in," & @CRLF & _
                "	And take our friendly senators by the hands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who now are here, taking their leaves of me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who am prepared against your territories," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though not for Rome itself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	You bless me, gods!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	Therefore, most absolute sir, if thou wilt have" & @CRLF & _
                "	The leading of thine own revenges, take" & @CRLF & _
                "	The one half of my commission; and set down--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As best thou art experienced, since thou know'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy country's strength and weakness,--thine own ways;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether to knock against the gates of Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or rudely visit them in parts remote," & @CRLF & _
                "	To fright them, ere destroy. But come in:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me commend thee first to those that shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say yea to thy desires. A thousand welcomes!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And more a friend than e'er an enemy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, Marcius, that was much. Your hand: most welcome!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt CORIOLANUS and AUFIDIUS. The two" & @CRLF & _
                "	Servingmen come forward]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servingman	Here's a strange alteration!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servingman	By my hand, I had thought to have strucken him with" & @CRLF & _
                "	a cudgel; and yet my mind gave me his clothes made a" & @CRLF & _
                "	false report of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servingman	What an arm he has! he turned me about with his" & @CRLF & _
                "	finger and his thumb, as one would set up a top." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servingman	Nay, I knew by his face that there was something in" & @CRLF & _
                "	him: he had, sir, a kind of face, methought,--I" & @CRLF & _
                "	cannot tell how to term it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servingman	He had so; looking as it were--would I were hanged," & @CRLF & _
                "	but I thought there was more in him than I could think." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servingman	So did I, I'll be sworn: he is simply the rarest" & @CRLF & _
                "	man i' the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servingman	I think he is: but a greater soldier than he you wot on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servingman	Who, my master?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servingman	Nay, it's no matter for that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servingman	Worth six on him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servingman	Nay, not so neither: but I take him to be the" & @CRLF & _
                "	greater soldier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servingman	Faith, look you, one cannot tell how to say that:" & @CRLF & _
                "	for the defence of a town, our general is excellent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servingman	Ay, and for an assault too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter third Servingman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servingman	O slaves, I can tell you news,-- news, you rascals!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servingman	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  What, what, what? let's partake." & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servingman	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servingman	I would not be a Roman, of all nations; I had as" & @CRLF & _
                "	lieve be a condemned man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servingman	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  Wherefore? wherefore?" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servingman	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servingman	Why, here's he that was wont to thwack our general," & @CRLF & _
                "	Caius Marcius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servingman	Why do you say 'thwack our general '?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servingman	I do not say 'thwack our general;' but he was always" & @CRLF & _
                "	good enough for him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servingman	Come, we are fellows and friends: he was ever too" & @CRLF & _
                "	hard for him; I have heard him say so himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servingman	He was too hard for him directly, to say the troth" & @CRLF & _
                "	on't: before Corioli he scotched him and notched" & @CRLF & _
                "	him like a carbon ado." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servingman	An he had been cannibally given, he might have" & @CRLF & _
                "	broiled and eaten him too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servingman	But, more of thy news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servingman	Why, he is so made on here within, as if he were son" & @CRLF & _
                "	and heir to Mars; set at upper end o' the table; no" & @CRLF & _
                "	question asked him by any of the senators, but they" & @CRLF & _
                "	stand bald before him: our general himself makes a" & @CRLF & _
                "	mistress of him: sanctifies himself with's hand and" & @CRLF & _
                "	turns up the white o' the eye to his discourse. But" & @CRLF & _
                "	the bottom of the news is that our general is cut i'" & @CRLF & _
                "	the middle and but one half of what he was" & @CRLF & _
                "	yesterday; for the other has half, by the entreaty" & @CRLF & _
                "	and grant of the whole table. He'll go, he says," & @CRLF & _
                "	and sowl the porter of Rome gates by the ears: he" & @CRLF & _
                "	will mow all down before him, and leave his passage polled." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servingman	And he's as like to do't as any man I can imagine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servingman	Do't! he will do't; for, look you, sir, he has as" & @CRLF & _
                "	many friends as enemies; which friends, sir, as it" & @CRLF & _
                "	were, durst not, look you, sir, show themselves, as" & @CRLF & _
                "	we term it, his friends whilst he's in directitude." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servingman	Directitude! what's that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servingman	But when they shall see, sir, his crest up again," & @CRLF & _
                "	and the man in blood, they will out of their" & @CRLF & _
                "	burrows, like conies after rain, and revel all with" & @CRLF & _
                "	him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servingman	But when goes this forward?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servingman	To-morrow; to-day; presently; you shall have the" & @CRLF & _
                "	drum struck up this afternoon: 'tis, as it were, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	parcel of their feast, and to be executed ere they" & @CRLF & _
                "	wipe their lips." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servingman	Why, then we shall have a stirring world again." & @CRLF & _
                "	This peace is nothing, but to rust iron, increase" & @CRLF & _
                "	tailors, and breed ballad-makers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servingman	Let me have war, say I; it exceeds peace as far as" & @CRLF & _
                "	day does night; it's spritely, waking, audible, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	full of vent. Peace is a very apoplexy, lethargy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	mulled, deaf, sleepy, insensible; a getter of more" & @CRLF & _
                "	bastard children than war's a destroyer of men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servingman	'Tis so: and as war, in some sort, may be said to" & @CRLF & _
                "	be a ravisher, so it cannot be denied but peace is a" & @CRLF & _
                "	great maker of cuckolds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servingman	Ay, and it makes men hate one another." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servingman	Reason; because they then less need one another." & @CRLF & _
                "	The wars for my money. I hope to see Romans as cheap" & @CRLF & _
                "	as Volscians. They are rising, they are rising." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	In, in, in, in!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	Rome. A public place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SICINIUS and BRUTUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	We hear not of him, neither need we fear him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His remedies are tame i' the present peace" & @CRLF & _
                "	And quietness of the people, which before" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were in wild hurry. Here do we make his friends" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blush that the world goes well, who rather had," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though they themselves did suffer by't, behold" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dissentious numbers pestering streets than see" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our tradesmen with in their shops and going" & @CRLF & _
                "	About their functions friendly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	We stood to't in good time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MENENIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		      Is this Menenius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	'Tis he,'tis he: O, he is grown most kind of late." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Both Tribunes	Hail sir!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	        Hail to you both!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Your Coriolanus" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not much miss'd, but with his friends:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The commonwealth doth stand, and so would do," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were he more angry at it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	All's well; and might have been much better, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	He could have temporized." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Where is he, hear you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Nay, I hear nothing: his mother and his wife" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear nothing from him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter three or four Citizens]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Citizens	The gods preserve you both!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	God-den, our neighbours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	God-den to you all, god-den to you all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Ourselves, our wives, and children, on our knees," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are bound to pray for you both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Live, and thrive!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Farewell, kind neighbours: we wish'd Coriolanus" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had loved you as we did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Citizens	Now the gods keep you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Both Tribunes	Farewell, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Citizens]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	This is a happier and more comely time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than when these fellows ran about the streets," & @CRLF & _
                "	Crying confusion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	                  Caius Marcius was" & @CRLF & _
                "	A worthy officer i' the war; but insolent," & @CRLF & _
                "	O'ercome with pride, ambitious past all thinking," & @CRLF & _
                "	Self-loving,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	                  And affecting one sole throne," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without assistance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	I think not so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	We should by this, to all our lamentation," & @CRLF & _
                "	If he had gone forth consul, found it so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	The gods have well prevented it, and Rome" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sits safe and still without him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter an AEdile]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEdile	Worthy tribunes," & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a slave, whom we have put in prison," & @CRLF & _
                "	Reports, the Volsces with two several powers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are enter'd in the Roman territories," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with the deepest malice of the war" & @CRLF & _
                "	Destroy what lies before 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	'Tis Aufidius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, hearing of our Marcius' banishment," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thrusts forth his horns again into the world;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which were inshell'd when Marcius stood for Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	And durst not once peep out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Come, what talk you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Marcius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Go see this rumourer whipp'd. It cannot be" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Volsces dare break with us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Cannot be!" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have record that very well it can," & @CRLF & _
                "	And three examples of the like have been" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within my age. But reason with the fellow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before you punish him, where he heard this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest you shall chance to whip your information" & @CRLF & _
                "	And beat the messenger who bids beware" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what is to be dreaded." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Tell not me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know this cannot be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Not possible." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	The nobles in great earnestness are going" & @CRLF & _
                "	All to the senate-house: some news is come" & @CRLF & _
                "	That turns their countenances." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	'Tis this slave;--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go whip him, 'fore the people's eyes:--his raising;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing but his report." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Yes, worthy sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	The slave's report is seconded; and more," & @CRLF & _
                "	More fearful, is deliver'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	What more fearful?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	It is spoke freely out of many mouths--" & @CRLF & _
                "	How probable I do not know--that Marcius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Join'd with Aufidius, leads a power 'gainst Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	And vows revenge as spacious as between" & @CRLF & _
                "	The young'st and oldest thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	This is most likely!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Raised only, that the weaker sort may wish" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good Marcius home again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	The very trick on't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	This is unlikely:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He and Aufidius can no more atone" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than violentest contrariety." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a second Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Messenger	You are sent for to the senate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A fearful army, led by Caius Marcius" & @CRLF & _
                "	Associated with Aufidius, rages" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon our territories; and have already" & @CRLF & _
                "	O'erborne their way, consumed with fire, and took" & @CRLF & _
                "	What lay before them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter COMINIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	O, you have made good work!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	What news? what news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	You have holp to ravish your own daughters and" & @CRLF & _
                "	To melt the city leads upon your pates," & @CRLF & _
                "	To see your wives dishonour'd to your noses,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	What's the news? what's the news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Your temples burned in their cement, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your franchises, whereon you stood, confined" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into an auger's bore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Pray now, your news?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have made fair work, I fear me.--Pray, your news?--" & @CRLF & _
                "	If Marcius should be join'd with Volscians,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	If!" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is their god: he leads them like a thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made by some other deity than nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	That shapes man better; and they follow him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Against us brats, with no less confidence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than boys pursuing summer butterflies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or butchers killing flies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	You have made good work," & @CRLF & _
                "	You and your apron-men; you that stood so up much" & @CRLF & _
                "	on the voice of occupation and" & @CRLF & _
                "	The breath of garlic-eaters!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	He will shake" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your Rome about your ears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	As Hercules" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did shake down mellow fruit." & @CRLF & _
                "	You have made fair work!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	But is this true, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Ay; and you'll look pale" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before you find it other. All the regions" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do smilingly revolt; and who resist" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are mock'd for valiant ignorance," & @CRLF & _
                "	And perish constant fools. Who is't can blame him?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your enemies and his find something in him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	We are all undone, unless" & @CRLF & _
                "	The noble man have mercy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Who shall ask it?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The tribunes cannot do't for shame; the people" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deserve such pity of him as the wolf" & @CRLF & _
                "	Does of the shepherds: for his best friends, if they" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should say 'Be good to Rome,' they charged him even" & @CRLF & _
                "	As those should do that had deserved his hate," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therein show'd like enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	'Tis true:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If he were putting to my house the brand" & @CRLF & _
                "	That should consume it, I have not the face" & @CRLF & _
                "	To say 'Beseech you, cease.' You have made fair hands," & @CRLF & _
                "	You and your crafts! you have crafted fair!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	You have brought" & @CRLF & _
                "	A trembling upon Rome, such as was never" & @CRLF & _
                "	So incapable of help." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Both Tribunes	Say not we brought it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	How! Was it we? we loved him but, like beasts" & @CRLF & _
                "	And cowardly nobles, gave way unto your clusters," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who did hoot him out o' the city." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	But I fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	They'll roar him in again. Tullus Aufidius," & @CRLF & _
                "	The second name of men, obeys his points" & @CRLF & _
                "	As if he were his officer: desperation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is all the policy, strength and defence," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Rome can make against them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a troop of Citizens]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Here come the clusters." & @CRLF & _
                "	And is Aufidius with him? You are they" & @CRLF & _
                "	That made the air unwholesome, when you cast" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your stinking greasy caps in hooting at" & @CRLF & _
                "	Coriolanus' exile. Now he's coming;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not a hair upon a soldier's head" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which will not prove a whip: as many coxcombs" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you threw caps up will he tumble down," & @CRLF & _
                "	And pay you for your voices. 'Tis no matter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	if he could burn us all into one coal," & @CRLF & _
                "	We have deserved it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Citizens	Faith, we hear fearful news." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	For mine own part," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I said, banish him, I said 'twas pity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	And so did I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	And so did I; and, to say the truth, so did very" & @CRLF & _
                "	many of us: that we did, we did for the best; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	though we willingly consented to his banishment, yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	it was against our will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Ye re goodly things, you voices!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	You have made" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good work, you and your cry! Shall's to the Capitol?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	O, ay, what else?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt COMINIUS and MENENIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Go, masters, get you home; be not dismay'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	These are a side that would be glad to have" & @CRLF & _
                "	This true which they so seem to fear. Go home," & @CRLF & _
                "	And show no sign of fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	The gods be good to us! Come, masters, let's home." & @CRLF & _
                "	I ever said we were i' the wrong when we banished" & @CRLF & _
                "	him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	So did we all. But, come, let's home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Citizens]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	I do not like this news." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Nor I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Let's to the Capitol. Would half my wealth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would buy this for a lie!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Pray, let us go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VII	A camp, at a small distance from Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AUFIDIUS and his Lieutenant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	Do they still fly to the Roman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lieutenant	I do not know what witchcraft's in him, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your soldiers use him as the grace 'fore meat," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their talk at table, and their thanks at end;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you are darken'd in this action, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even by your own." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	                  I cannot help it now," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless, by using means, I lame the foot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of our design. He bears himself more proudlier," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to my person, than I thought he would" & @CRLF & _
                "	When first I did embrace him: yet his nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	In that's no changeling; and I must excuse" & @CRLF & _
                "	What cannot be amended." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lieutenant	Yet I wish, sir,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean for your particular,--you had not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Join'd in commission with him; but either" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had borne the action of yourself, or else" & @CRLF & _
                "	To him had left it solely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	I understand thee well; and be thou sure," & @CRLF & _
                "	when he shall come to his account, he knows not" & @CRLF & _
                "	What I can urge against him. Although it seems," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so he thinks, and is no less apparent" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the vulgar eye, that he bears all things fairly." & @CRLF & _
                "	And shows good husbandry for the Volscian state," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fights dragon-like, and does achieve as soon" & @CRLF & _
                "	As draw his sword; yet he hath left undone" & @CRLF & _
                "	That which shall break his neck or hazard mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whene'er we come to our account." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lieutenant	Sir, I beseech you, think you he'll carry Rome?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	All places yield to him ere he sits down;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the nobility of Rome are his:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The senators and patricians love him too:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The tribunes are no soldiers; and their people" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will be as rash in the repeal, as hasty" & @CRLF & _
                "	To expel him thence. I think he'll be to Rome" & @CRLF & _
                "	As is the osprey to the fish, who takes it" & @CRLF & _
                "	By sovereignty of nature. First he was" & @CRLF & _
                "	A noble servant to them; but he could not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Carry his honours even: whether 'twas pride," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which out of daily fortune ever taints" & @CRLF & _
                "	The happy man; whether defect of judgment," & @CRLF & _
                "	To fail in the disposing of those chances" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he was lord of; or whether nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not to be other than one thing, not moving" & @CRLF & _
                "	From the casque to the cushion, but commanding peace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even with the same austerity and garb" & @CRLF & _
                "	As he controll'd the war; but one of these--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As he hath spices of them all, not all," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I dare so far free him--made him fear'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	So hated, and so banish'd: but he has a merit," & @CRLF & _
                "	To choke it in the utterance. So our virtues" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lie in the interpretation of the time:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And power, unto itself most commendable," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath not a tomb so evident as a chair" & @CRLF & _
                "	To extol what it hath done." & @CRLF & _
                "	One fire drives out one fire; one nail, one nail;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rights by rights falter, strengths by strengths do fail." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, let's away. When, Caius, Rome is thine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art poor'st of all; then shortly art thou mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Rome. A public place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MENENIUS, COMINIUS, SICINIUS, BRUTUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	No, I'll not go: you hear what he hath said" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which was sometime his general; who loved him" & @CRLF & _
                "	In a most dear particular. He call'd me father:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But what o' that? Go, you that banish'd him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A mile before his tent fall down, and knee" & @CRLF & _
                "	The way into his mercy: nay, if he coy'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear Cominius speak, I'll keep at home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	He would not seem to know me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Do you hear?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	Yet one time he did call me by my name:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I urged our old acquaintance, and the drops" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we have bled together. Coriolanus" & @CRLF & _
                "	He would not answer to: forbad all names;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He was a kind of nothing, titleless," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till he had forged himself a name o' the fire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of burning Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Why, so: you have made good work!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A pair of tribunes that have rack'd for Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make coals cheap,--a noble memory!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	I minded him how royal 'twas to pardon" & @CRLF & _
                "	When it was less expected: he replied," & @CRLF & _
                "	It was a bare petition of a state" & @CRLF & _
                "	To one whom they had punish'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Very well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could he say less?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	I offer'd to awaken his regard" & @CRLF & _
                "	For's private friends: his answer to me was," & @CRLF & _
                "	He could not stay to pick them in a pile" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of noisome musty chaff: he said 'twas folly," & @CRLF & _
                "	For one poor grain or two, to leave unburnt," & @CRLF & _
                "	And still to nose the offence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	For one poor grain or two!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am one of those; his mother, wife, his child," & @CRLF & _
                "	And this brave fellow too, we are the grains:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are the musty chaff; and you are smelt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Above the moon: we must be burnt for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Nay, pray, be patient: if you refuse your aid" & @CRLF & _
                "	In this so never-needed help, yet do not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upbraid's with our distress. But, sure, if you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would be your country's pleader, your good tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	More than the instant army we can make," & @CRLF & _
                "	Might stop our countryman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	No, I'll not meddle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Pray you, go to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	What should I do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Only make trial what your love can do" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Rome, towards Marcius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Well, and say that Marcius" & @CRLF & _
                "	Return me, as Cominius is return'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unheard; what then?" & @CRLF & _
                "	But as a discontented friend, grief-shot" & @CRLF & _
                "	With his unkindness? say't be so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Yet your good will" & @CRLF & _
                "	must have that thanks from Rome, after the measure" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you intended well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	I'll undertake 't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I think he'll hear me. Yet, to bite his lip" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hum at good Cominius, much unhearts me." & @CRLF & _
                "	He was not taken well; he had not dined:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The veins unfill'd, our blood is cold, and then" & @CRLF & _
                "	We pout upon the morning, are unapt" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give or to forgive; but when we have stuff'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	These and these conveyances of our blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	With wine and feeding, we have suppler souls" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than in our priest-like fasts: therefore I'll watch him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till he be dieted to my request," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then I'll set upon him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	You know the very road into his kindness," & @CRLF & _
                "	And cannot lose your way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Good faith, I'll prove him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Speed how it will. I shall ere long have knowledge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my success." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	                  He'll never hear him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COMINIUS	I tell you, he does sit in gold, his eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	Red as 'twould burn Rome; and his injury" & @CRLF & _
                "	The gaoler to his pity. I kneel'd before him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twas very faintly he said 'Rise;' dismiss'd me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus, with his speechless hand: what he would do," & @CRLF & _
                "	He sent in writing after me; what he would not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bound with an oath to yield to his conditions:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So that all hope is vain." & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless his noble mother, and his wife;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, as I hear, mean to solicit him" & @CRLF & _
                "	For mercy to his country. Therefore, let's hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with our fair entreaties haste them on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Entrance of the Volscian camp before Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "	Two Sentinels on guard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter to them, MENENIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Stay: whence are you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	Stand, and go back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	You guard like men; 'tis well: but, by your leave," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am an officer of state, and come" & @CRLF & _
                "	To speak with Coriolanus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	From whence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	From Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	You may not pass, you must return: our general" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will no more hear from thence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	You'll see your Rome embraced with fire before" & @CRLF & _
                "	You'll speak with Coriolanus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Good my friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you have heard your general talk of Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	And of his friends there, it is lots to blanks," & @CRLF & _
                "	My name hath touch'd your ears it is Menenius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Be it so; go back: the virtue of your name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not here passable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	I tell thee, fellow," & @CRLF & _
                "	The general is my lover: I have been" & @CRLF & _
                "	The book of his good acts, whence men have read" & @CRLF & _
                "	His name unparallel'd, haply amplified;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I have ever verified my friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of whom he's chief, with all the size that verity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would without lapsing suffer: nay, sometimes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to a bowl upon a subtle ground," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have tumbled past the throw; and in his praise" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have almost stamp'd the leasing: therefore, fellow," & @CRLF & _
                "	I must have leave to pass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Faith, sir, if you had told as many lies in his" & @CRLF & _
                "	behalf as you have uttered words in your own, you" & @CRLF & _
                "	should not pass here; no, though it were as virtuous" & @CRLF & _
                "	to lie as to live chastely. Therefore, go back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Prithee, fellow, remember my name is Menenius," & @CRLF & _
                "	always factionary on the party of your general." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	Howsoever you have been his liar, as you say you" & @CRLF & _
                "	have, I am one that, telling true under him, must" & @CRLF & _
                "	say, you cannot pass. Therefore, go back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Has he dined, canst thou tell? for I would not" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak with him till after dinner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	You are a Roman, are you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	I am, as thy general is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Then you should hate Rome, as he does. Can you," & @CRLF & _
                "	when you have pushed out your gates the very" & @CRLF & _
                "	defender of them, and, in a violent popular" & @CRLF & _
                "	ignorance, given your enemy your shield, think to" & @CRLF & _
                "	front his revenges with the easy groans of old" & @CRLF & _
                "	women, the virginal palms of your daughters, or with" & @CRLF & _
                "	the palsied intercession of such a decayed dotant as" & @CRLF & _
                "	you seem to be? Can you think to blow out the" & @CRLF & _
                "	intended fire your city is ready to flame in, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	such weak breath as this? No, you are deceived;" & @CRLF & _
                "	therefore, back to Rome, and prepare for your" & @CRLF & _
                "	execution: you are condemned, our general has sworn" & @CRLF & _
                "	you out of reprieve and pardon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Sirrah, if thy captain knew I were here, he would" & @CRLF & _
                "	use me with estimation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	Come, my captain knows you not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	I mean, thy general." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	My general cares not for you. Back, I say, go; lest" & @CRLF & _
                "	I let forth your half-pint of blood; back,--that's" & @CRLF & _
                "	the utmost of your having: back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Nay, but, fellow, fellow,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CORIOLANUS and AUFIDIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	What's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	Now, you companion, I'll say an errand for you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall know now that I am in estimation; you shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	perceive that a Jack guardant cannot office me from" & @CRLF & _
                "	my son Coriolanus: guess, but by my entertainment" & @CRLF & _
                "	with him, if thou standest not i' the state of" & @CRLF & _
                "	hanging, or of some death more long in" & @CRLF & _
                "	spectatorship, and crueller in suffering; behold now" & @CRLF & _
                "	presently, and swoon for what's to come upon thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To CORIOLANUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The glorious gods sit in hourly synod about thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	particular prosperity, and love thee no worse than" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy old father Menenius does! O my son, my son!" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou art preparing fire for us; look thee, here's" & @CRLF & _
                "	water to quench it. I was hardly moved to come to" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee; but being assured none but myself could move" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee, I have been blown out of your gates with" & @CRLF & _
                "	sighs; and conjure thee to pardon Rome, and thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	petitionary countrymen. The good gods assuage thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	wrath, and turn the dregs of it upon this varlet" & @CRLF & _
                "	here,--this, who, like a block, hath denied my" & @CRLF & _
                "	access to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	How! away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Wife, mother, child, I know not. My affairs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are servanted to others: though I owe" & @CRLF & _
                "	My revenge properly, my remission lies" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Volscian breasts. That we have been familiar," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ingrate forgetfulness shall poison, rather" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than pity note how much. Therefore, be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine ears against your suits are stronger than" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your gates against my force. Yet, for I loved thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Take this along; I writ it for thy sake" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Gives a letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And would have rent it. Another word, Menenius," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not hear thee speak. This man, Aufidius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was my beloved in Rome: yet thou behold'st!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	You keep a constant temper." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt CORIOLANUS and AUFIDIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Now, sir, is your name Menenius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	'Tis a spell, you see, of much power: you know the" & @CRLF & _
                "	way home again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Do you hear how we are shent for keeping your" & @CRLF & _
                "	greatness back?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	What cause, do you think, I have to swoon?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	I neither care for the world nor your general: for" & @CRLF & _
                "	such things as you, I can scarce think there's any," & @CRLF & _
                "	ye're so slight. He that hath a will to die by" & @CRLF & _
                "	himself fears it not from another: let your general" & @CRLF & _
                "	do his worst. For you, be that you are, long; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	your misery increase with your age! I say to you," & @CRLF & _
                "	as I was said to, Away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	A noble fellow, I warrant him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	The worthy fellow is our general: he's the rock, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	oak not to be wind-shaken." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The tent of Coriolanus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CORIOLANUS, AUFIDIUS, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	We will before the walls of Rome tomorrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Set down our host. My partner in this action," & @CRLF & _
                "	You must report to the Volscian lords, how plainly" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have borne this business." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	Only their ends" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have respected; stopp'd your ears against" & @CRLF & _
                "	The general suit of Rome; never admitted" & @CRLF & _
                "	A private whisper, no, not with such friends" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thought them sure of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	This last old man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom with a crack'd heart I have sent to Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	Loved me above the measure of a father;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, godded me, indeed. Their latest refuge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was to send him; for whose old love I have," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though I show'd sourly to him, once more offer'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The first conditions, which they did refuse" & @CRLF & _
                "	And cannot now accept; to grace him only" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thought he could do more, a very little" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have yielded to: fresh embassies and suits," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor from the state nor private friends, hereafter" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will I lend ear to. Ha! what shout is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Shout within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I be tempted to infringe my vow" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the same time 'tis made? I will not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter in mourning habits, VIRGILIA, VOLUMNIA," & @CRLF & _
                "	leading young MARCIUS, VALERIA, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	My wife comes foremost; then the honour'd mould" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein this trunk was framed, and in her hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	The grandchild to her blood. But, out, affection!" & @CRLF & _
                "	All bond and privilege of nature, break!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let it be virtuous to be obstinate." & @CRLF & _
                "	What is that curt'sy worth? or those doves' eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which can make gods forsworn? I melt, and am not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of stronger earth than others. My mother bows;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As if Olympus to a molehill should" & @CRLF & _
                "	In supplication nod: and my young boy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath an aspect of intercession, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	Great nature cries 'Deny not.' let the Volsces" & @CRLF & _
                "	Plough Rome and harrow Italy: I'll never" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be such a gosling to obey instinct, but stand," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if a man were author of himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	And knew no other kin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	My lord and husband!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	These eyes are not the same I wore in Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	The sorrow that delivers us thus changed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes you think so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Like a dull actor now," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have forgot my part, and I am out," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to a full disgrace. Best of my flesh," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forgive my tyranny; but do not say" & @CRLF & _
                "	For that 'Forgive our Romans.' O, a kiss" & @CRLF & _
                "	Long as my exile, sweet as my revenge!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, by the jealous queen of heaven, that kiss" & @CRLF & _
                "	I carried from thee, dear; and my true lip" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath virgin'd it e'er since. You gods! I prate," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the most noble mother of the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leave unsaluted: sink, my knee, i' the earth;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kneels]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thy deep duty more impression show" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than that of common sons." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	O, stand up blest!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst, with no softer cushion than the flint," & @CRLF & _
                "	I kneel before thee; and unproperly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Show duty, as mistaken all this while" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between the child and parent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kneels]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	What is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your knees to me? to your corrected son?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then let the pebbles on the hungry beach" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fillip the stars; then let the mutinous winds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strike the proud cedars 'gainst the fiery sun;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Murdering impossibility, to make" & @CRLF & _
                "	What cannot be, slight work." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Thou art my warrior;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I holp to frame thee. Do you know this lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	The noble sister of Publicola," & @CRLF & _
                "	The moon of Rome, chaste as the icicle" & @CRLF & _
                "	That's curdied by the frost from purest snow" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hangs on Dian's temple: dear Valeria!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	This is a poor epitome of yours," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which by the interpretation of full time" & @CRLF & _
                "	May show like all yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	The god of soldiers," & @CRLF & _
                "	With the consent of supreme Jove, inform" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy thoughts with nobleness; that thou mayst prove" & @CRLF & _
                "	To shame unvulnerable, and stick i' the wars" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a great sea-mark, standing every flaw," & @CRLF & _
                "	And saving those that eye thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Your knee, sirrah." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	That's my brave boy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Even he, your wife, this lady, and myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are suitors to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	I beseech you, peace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, if you'ld ask, remember this before:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The thing I have forsworn to grant may never" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be held by you denials. Do not bid me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dismiss my soldiers, or capitulate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Again with Rome's mechanics: tell me not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein I seem unnatural: desire not" & @CRLF & _
                "	To ally my rages and revenges with" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your colder reasons." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	O, no more, no more!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have said you will not grant us any thing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For we have nothing else to ask, but that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which you deny already: yet we will ask;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, if you fail in our request, the blame" & @CRLF & _
                "	May hang upon your hardness: therefore hear us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Aufidius, and you Volsces, mark; for we'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear nought from Rome in private. Your request?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Should we be silent and not speak, our raiment" & @CRLF & _
                "	And state of bodies would bewray what life" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have led since thy exile. Think with thyself" & @CRLF & _
                "	How more unfortunate than all living women" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are we come hither: since that thy sight," & @CRLF & _
                "	which should" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make our eyes flow with joy, hearts dance" & @CRLF & _
                "	with comforts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Constrains them weep and shake with fear and sorrow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Making the mother, wife and child to see" & @CRLF & _
                "	The son, the husband and the father tearing" & @CRLF & _
                "	His country's bowels out. And to poor we" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thine enmity's most capital: thou barr'st us" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our prayers to the gods, which is a comfort" & @CRLF & _
                "	That all but we enjoy; for how can we," & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, how can we for our country pray." & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereto we are bound, together with thy victory," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereto we are bound? alack, or we must lose" & @CRLF & _
                "	The country, our dear nurse, or else thy person," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our comfort in the country. We must find" & @CRLF & _
                "	An evident calamity, though we had" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our wish, which side should win: for either thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must, as a foreign recreant, be led" & @CRLF & _
                "	With manacles thorough our streets, or else" & @CRLF & _
                "	triumphantly tread on thy country's ruin," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bear the palm for having bravely shed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy wife and children's blood. For myself, son," & @CRLF & _
                "	I purpose not to wait on fortune till" & @CRLF & _
                "	These wars determine: if I cannot persuade thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rather to show a noble grace to both parts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than seek the end of one, thou shalt no sooner" & @CRLF & _
                "	March to assault thy country than to tread--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Trust to't, thou shalt not--on thy mother's womb," & @CRLF & _
                "	That brought thee to this world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGILIA	Ay, and mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	That brought you forth this boy, to keep your name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Living to time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Young MARCIUS	A' shall not tread on me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll run away till I am bigger, but then I'll fight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Not of a woman's tenderness to be," & @CRLF & _
                "	Requires nor child nor woman's face to see." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have sat too long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Rising]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIA	Nay, go not from us thus." & @CRLF & _
                "	If it were so that our request did tend" & @CRLF & _
                "	To save the Romans, thereby to destroy" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Volsces whom you serve, you might condemn us," & @CRLF & _
                "	As poisonous of your honour: no; our suit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is that you reconcile them: while the Volsces" & @CRLF & _
                "	May say 'This mercy we have show'd;' the Romans," & @CRLF & _
                "	'This we received;' and each in either side" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give the all-hail to thee and cry 'Be blest" & @CRLF & _
                "	For making up this peace!' Thou know'st, great son," & @CRLF & _
                "	The end of war's uncertain, but this certain," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, if thou conquer Rome, the benefit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which thou shalt thereby reap is such a name," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose repetition will be dogg'd with curses;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose chronicle thus writ: 'The man was noble," & @CRLF & _
                "	But with his last attempt he wiped it out;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Destroy'd his country, and his name remains" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the ensuing age abhorr'd.' Speak to me, son:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast affected the fine strains of honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	To imitate the graces of the gods;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To tear with thunder the wide cheeks o' the air," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet to charge thy sulphur with a bolt" & @CRLF & _
                "	That should but rive an oak. Why dost not speak?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think'st thou it honourable for a noble man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Still to remember wrongs? Daughter, speak you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He cares not for your weeping. Speak thou, boy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perhaps thy childishness will move him more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than can our reasons. There's no man in the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	More bound to 's mother; yet here he lets me prate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like one i' the stocks. Thou hast never in thy life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Show'd thy dear mother any courtesy," & @CRLF & _
                "	When she, poor hen, fond of no second brood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Has cluck'd thee to the wars and safely home," & @CRLF & _
                "	Loaden with honour. Say my request's unjust," & @CRLF & _
                "	And spurn me back: but if it be not so," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art not honest; and the gods will plague thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou restrain'st from me the duty which" & @CRLF & _
                "	To a mother's part belongs. He turns away:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Down, ladies; let us shame him with our knees." & @CRLF & _
                "	To his surname Coriolanus 'longs more pride" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than pity to our prayers. Down: an end;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the last: so we will home to Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	And die among our neighbours. Nay, behold 's:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This boy, that cannot tell what he would have" & @CRLF & _
                "	But kneels and holds up bands for fellowship," & @CRLF & _
                "	Does reason our petition with more strength" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than thou hast to deny 't. Come, let us go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This fellow had a Volscian to his mother;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His wife is in Corioli and his child" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like him by chance. Yet give us our dispatch:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am hush'd until our city be a-fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then I'll speak a little." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He holds her by the hand, silent]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	O mother, mother!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What have you done? Behold, the heavens do ope," & @CRLF & _
                "	The gods look down, and this unnatural scene" & @CRLF & _
                "	They laugh at. O my mother, mother! O!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have won a happy victory to Rome;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, for your son,--believe it, O, believe it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most dangerously you have with him prevail'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	If not most mortal to him. But, let it come." & @CRLF & _
                "	Aufidius, though I cannot make true wars," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll frame convenient peace. Now, good Aufidius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were you in my stead, would you have heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	A mother less? or granted less, Aufidius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	I was moved withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	I dare be sworn you were:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, sir, it is no little thing to make" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine eyes to sweat compassion. But, good sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	What peace you'll make, advise me: for my part," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll not to Rome, I'll back with you; and pray you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand to me in this cause. O mother! wife!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	[Aside]  I am glad thou hast set thy mercy and" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	At difference in thee: out of that I'll work" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself a former fortune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Ladies make signs to CORIOLANUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Ay, by and by;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To VOLUMNIA, VIRGILIA, &c]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	But we will drink together; and you shall bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	A better witness back than words, which we," & @CRLF & _
                "	On like conditions, will have counter-seal'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, enter with us. Ladies, you deserve" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have a temple built you: all the swords" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Italy, and her confederate arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Could not have made this peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Rome. A public place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MENENIUS and SICINIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	See you yond coign o' the Capitol, yond" & @CRLF & _
                "	corner-stone?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Why, what of that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	If it be possible for you to displace it with your" & @CRLF & _
                "	little finger, there is some hope the ladies of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rome, especially his mother, may prevail with him." & @CRLF & _
                "	But I say there is no hope in't: our throats are" & @CRLF & _
                "	sentenced and stay upon execution." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Is't possible that so short a time can alter the" & @CRLF & _
                "	condition of a man!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	There is differency between a grub and a butterfly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	yet your butterfly was a grub. This Marcius is grown" & @CRLF & _
                "	from man to dragon: he has wings; he's more than a" & @CRLF & _
                "	creeping thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	He loved his mother dearly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	So did he me: and he no more remembers his mother" & @CRLF & _
                "	now than an eight-year-old horse. The tartness" & @CRLF & _
                "	of his face sours ripe grapes: when he walks, he" & @CRLF & _
                "	moves like an engine, and the ground shrinks before" & @CRLF & _
                "	his treading: he is able to pierce a corslet with" & @CRLF & _
                "	his eye; talks like a knell, and his hum is a" & @CRLF & _
                "	battery. He sits in his state, as a thing made for" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alexander. What he bids be done is finished with" & @CRLF & _
                "	his bidding. He wants nothing of a god but eternity" & @CRLF & _
                "	and a heaven to throne in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Yes, mercy, if you report him truly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	I paint him in the character. Mark what mercy his" & @CRLF & _
                "	mother shall bring from him: there is no more mercy" & @CRLF & _
                "	in him than there is milk in a male tiger; that" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall our poor city find: and all this is long of" & @CRLF & _
                "	you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	The gods be good unto us!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	No, in such a case the gods will not be good unto" & @CRLF & _
                "	us. When we banished him, we respected not them;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and, he returning to break our necks, they respect not us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Sir, if you'ld save your life, fly to your house:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The plebeians have got your fellow-tribune" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hale him up and down, all swearing, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Roman ladies bring not comfort home," & @CRLF & _
                "	They'll give him death by inches." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a second Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	What's the news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Messenger	Good news, good news; the ladies have prevail'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	The Volscians are dislodged, and Marcius gone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A merrier day did never yet greet Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	No, not the expulsion of the Tarquins." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	Friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Art thou certain this is true? is it most certain?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Messenger	As certain as I know the sun is fire:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where have you lurk'd, that you make doubt of it?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ne'er through an arch so hurried the blown tide," & @CRLF & _
                "	As the recomforted through the gates. Why, hark you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpets; hautboys; drums beat; all together]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The trumpets, sackbuts, psalteries and fifes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tabours and cymbals and the shouting Romans," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make the sun dance. Hark you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A shout within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENENIUS	This is good news:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will go meet the ladies. This Volumnia" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is worth of consuls, senators, patricians," & @CRLF & _
                "	A city full; of tribunes, such as you," & @CRLF & _
                "	A sea and land full. You have pray'd well to-day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This morning for ten thousand of your throats" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'd not have given a doit. Hark, how they joy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music still, with shouts]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	First, the gods bless you for your tidings; next," & @CRLF & _
                "	Accept my thankfulness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Messenger	Sir, we have all" & @CRLF & _
                "	Great cause to give great thanks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	They are near the city?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Messenger	Almost at point to enter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SICINIUS	We will meet them," & @CRLF & _
                "	And help the joy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	The same. A street near the gate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two Senators with VOLUMNIA, VIRGILIA," & @CRLF & _
                "	VALERIA, &c. passing over the stage," & @CRLF & _
                "	followed by Patricians and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Behold our patroness, the life of Rome!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call all your tribes together, praise the gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make triumphant fires; strew flowers before them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unshout the noise that banish'd Marcius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Repeal him with the welcome of his mother;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cry 'Welcome, ladies, welcome!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Welcome, ladies, Welcome!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A flourish with drums and trumpets. Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CORIOLANUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	Antium. A public place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TULLUS AUFIDIUS, with Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	Go tell the lords o' the city I am here:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deliver them this paper: having read it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid them repair to the market place; where I," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in theirs and in the commons' ears," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will vouch the truth of it. Him I accuse" & @CRLF & _
                "	The city ports by this hath enter'd and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Intends to appear before the people, hoping" & @CRLF & _
                "	To purge herself with words: dispatch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter three or four Conspirators of AUFIDIUS' faction]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most welcome!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Conspirator	How is it with our general?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	Even so" & @CRLF & _
                "	As with a man by his own alms empoison'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with his charity slain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Conspirator	Most noble sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you do hold the same intent wherein" & @CRLF & _
                "	You wish'd us parties, we'll deliver you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of your great danger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	Sir, I cannot tell:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We must proceed as we do find the people." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Conspirator	The people will remain uncertain whilst" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twixt you there's difference; but the fall of either" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes the survivor heir of all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	I know it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And my pretext to strike at him admits" & @CRLF & _
                "	A good construction. I raised him, and I pawn'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine honour for his truth: who being so heighten'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	He water'd his new plants with dews of flattery," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seducing so my friends; and, to this end," & @CRLF & _
                "	He bow'd his nature, never known before" & @CRLF & _
                "	But to be rough, unswayable and free." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Conspirator	Sir, his stoutness" & @CRLF & _
                "	When he did stand for consul, which he lost" & @CRLF & _
                "	By lack of stooping,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	That I would have spoke of:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Being banish'd for't, he came unto my hearth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Presented to my knife his throat: I took him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made him joint-servant with me; gave him way" & @CRLF & _
                "	In all his own desires; nay, let him choose" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of my files, his projects to accomplish," & @CRLF & _
                "	My best and freshest men; served his designments" & @CRLF & _
                "	In mine own person; holp to reap the fame" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he did end all his; and took some pride" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do myself this wrong: till, at the last," & @CRLF & _
                "	I seem'd his follower, not partner, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	He waged me with his countenance, as if" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had been mercenary." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Conspirator	So he did, my lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The army marvell'd at it, and, in the last," & @CRLF & _
                "	When he had carried Rome and that we look'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	For no less spoil than glory,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	There was it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For which my sinews shall be stretch'd upon him." & @CRLF & _
                "	At a few drops of women's rheum, which are" & @CRLF & _
                "	As cheap as lies, he sold the blood and labour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of our great action: therefore shall he die," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I'll renew me in his fall. But, hark!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drums and trumpets sound, with great shouts of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the People]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Conspirator	Your native town you enter'd like a post," & @CRLF & _
                "	And had no welcomes home: but he returns," & @CRLF & _
                "	Splitting the air with noise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Conspirator	And patient fools," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose children he hath slain, their base throats tear" & @CRLF & _
                "	With giving him glory." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Conspirator	Therefore, at your vantage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere he express himself, or move the people" & @CRLF & _
                "	With what he would say, let him feel your sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which we will second. When he lies along," & @CRLF & _
                "	After your way his tale pronounced shall bury" & @CRLF & _
                "	His reasons with his body." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	Say no more:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here come the lords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Lords of the city]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All The Lords	You are most welcome home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	I have not deserved it." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, worthy lords, have you with heed perused" & @CRLF & _
                "	What I have written to you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lords	We have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	And grieve to hear't." & @CRLF & _
                "	What faults he made before the last, I think" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might have found easy fines: but there to end" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where he was to begin and give away" & @CRLF & _
                "	The benefit of our levies, answering us" & @CRLF & _
                "	With our own charge, making a treaty where" & @CRLF & _
                "	There was a yielding,--this admits no excuse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	He approaches: you shall hear him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CORIOLANUS, marching with drum and" & @CRLF & _
                "	colours; commoners being with him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Hail, lords! I am return'd your soldier," & @CRLF & _
                "	No more infected with my country's love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than when I parted hence, but still subsisting" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under your great command. You are to know" & @CRLF & _
                "	That prosperously I have attempted and" & @CRLF & _
                "	With bloody passage led your wars even to" & @CRLF & _
                "	The gates of Rome. Our spoils we have brought home" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do more than counterpoise a full third part" & @CRLF & _
                "	The charges of the action. We have made peace" & @CRLF & _
                "	With no less honour to the Antiates" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than shame to the Romans: and we here deliver," & @CRLF & _
                "	Subscribed by the consuls and patricians," & @CRLF & _
                "	Together with the seal o' the senate, what" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have compounded on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	Read it not, noble lords;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But tell the traitor, in the high'st degree" & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath abused your powers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Traitor! how now!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	                  Ay, traitor, Marcius!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Marcius!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	Ay, Marcius, Caius Marcius: dost thou think" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll grace thee with that robbery, thy stol'n name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Coriolanus in Corioli?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You lords and heads o' the state, perfidiously" & @CRLF & _
                "	He has betray'd your business, and given up," & @CRLF & _
                "	For certain drops of salt, your city Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	I say 'your city,' to his wife and mother;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Breaking his oath and resolution like" & @CRLF & _
                "	A twist of rotten silk, never admitting" & @CRLF & _
                "	Counsel o' the war, but at his nurse's tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	He whined and roar'd away your victory," & @CRLF & _
                "	That pages blush'd at him and men of heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look'd wondering each at other." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Hear'st thou, Mars?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	Name not the god, thou boy of tears!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	No more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Measureless liar, thou hast made my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too great for what contains it. Boy! O slave!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pardon me, lords, 'tis the first time that ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	I was forced to scold. Your judgments, my grave lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must give this cur the lie: and his own notion--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who wears my stripes impress'd upon him; that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must bear my beating to his grave--shall join" & @CRLF & _
                "	To thrust the lie unto him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Peace, both, and hear me speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	Cut me to pieces, Volsces; men and lads," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stain all your edges on me. Boy! false hound!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, like an eagle in a dove-cote, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alone I did it. Boy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	Why, noble lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you be put in mind of his blind fortune," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which was your shame, by this unholy braggart," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Fore your own eyes and ears?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All Conspirators	Let him die for't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All The People	'Tear him to pieces.' 'Do it presently.' 'He kill'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	my son.' 'My daughter.' 'He killed my cousin" & @CRLF & _
                "	Marcus.' 'He killed my father.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Peace, ho! no outrage: peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The man is noble and his fame folds-in" & @CRLF & _
                "	This orb o' the earth. His last offences to us" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall have judicious hearing. Stand, Aufidius," & @CRLF & _
                "	And trouble not the peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORIOLANUS	O that I had him," & @CRLF & _
                "	With six Aufidiuses, or more, his tribe," & @CRLF & _
                "	To use my lawful sword!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	Insolent villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All Conspirators	Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Conspirators draw, and kill CORIOLANUS:" & @CRLF & _
                "	AUFIDIUS stands on his body]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lords	Hold, hold, hold, hold!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	My noble masters, hear me speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	O Tullus,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Thou hast done a deed whereat valour will weep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Lord	Tread not upon him. Masters all, be quiet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put up your swords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	My lords, when you shall know--as in this rage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Provoked by him, you cannot--the great danger" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which this man's life did owe you, you'll rejoice" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he is thus cut off. Please it your honours" & @CRLF & _
                "	To call me to your senate, I'll deliver" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself your loyal servant, or endure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your heaviest censure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Bear from hence his body;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And mourn you for him: let him be regarded" & @CRLF & _
                "	As the most noble corse that ever herald" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did follow to his urn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	His own impatience" & @CRLF & _
                "	Takes from Aufidius a great part of blame." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's make the best of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUFIDIUS	My rage is gone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I am struck with sorrow. Take him up." & @CRLF & _
                "	Help, three o' the chiefest soldiers; I'll be one." & @CRLF & _
                "	Beat thou the drum, that it speak mournfully:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Trail your steel pikes. Though in this city he" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath widow'd and unchilded many a one," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which to this hour bewail the injury," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet he shall have a noble memory. Assist." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt, bearing the body of CORIOLANUS. A dead" & @CRLF & _
                "	march sounded]" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	king of Britain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	son to the Queen by a former husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	a gentleman, husband to Imogen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	a banished lord, disguised under the name of Morgan." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	|  sons to Cymbeline, disguised under the names" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  of Polydote and Cadwal, supposed sons to" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	|  Morgan." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILARIO	friend to Posthumus,	|" & @CRLF & _
                "			|  Italians." & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	friend to Philario, 	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	general of the Roman forces." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	servant to Posthumus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNELIUS	a physician." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Roman Captain. (Captain:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two British Captains." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Captain:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Captain:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Frenchman, friend to Philario." & @CRLF & _
                "	(Frenchman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two Lords of Cymbeline's court." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two Gentlemen of the same." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Gentleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Gentleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two Gaolers." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Gaoler:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Gaoler:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	wife to Cymbeline." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	daughter to Cymbeline by a former queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELEN	a lady attending on Imogen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords, Ladies, Roman Senators, Tribunes," & @CRLF & _
                "	a Soothsayer, a Dutchman, a Spaniard, Musicians," & @CRLF & _
                "	Officers, Captains, Soldiers, Messengers," & @CRLF & _
                "	and other Attendants. (Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Lady:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Lady:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Senator:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Senator:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Tribune:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Soothsayer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Apparitions." & @CRLF & _
                "	(Sicilius Leonatus:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Mother:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Brother:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Brother:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Jupiter:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Britain; Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Britain. The garden of Cymbeline's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two Gentlemen]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	You do not meet a man but frowns: our bloods" & @CRLF & _
                "	No more obey the heavens than our courtiers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Still seem as does the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	But what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	His daughter, and the heir of's kingdom, whom" & @CRLF & _
                "	He purposed to his wife's sole son--a widow" & @CRLF & _
                "	That late he married--hath referr'd herself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto a poor but worthy gentleman: she's wedded;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her husband banish'd; she imprison'd: all" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is outward sorrow; though I think the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be touch'd at very heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	None but the king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	He that hath lost her too; so is the queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	That most desired the match; but not a courtier," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although they wear their faces to the bent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the king's look's, hath a heart that is not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Glad at the thing they scowl at." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	And why so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	He that hath miss'd the princess is a thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too bad for bad report: and he that hath her--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean, that married her, alack, good man!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore banish'd--is a creature such" & @CRLF & _
                "	As, to seek through the regions of the earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	For one his like, there would be something failing" & @CRLF & _
                "	In him that should compare. I do not think" & @CRLF & _
                "	So fair an outward and such stuff within" & @CRLF & _
                "	Endows a man but he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	You speak him far." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	I do extend him, sir, within himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Crush him together rather than unfold" & @CRLF & _
                "	His measure duly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	                  What's his name and birth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	I cannot delve him to the root: his father" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was call'd Sicilius, who did join his honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the Romans with Cassibelan," & @CRLF & _
                "	But had his titles by Tenantius whom" & @CRLF & _
                "	He served with glory and admired success," & @CRLF & _
                "	So gain'd the sur-addition Leonatus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And had, besides this gentleman in question," & @CRLF & _
                "	Two other sons, who in the wars o' the time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Died with their swords in hand; for which" & @CRLF & _
                "	their father," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then old and fond of issue, took such sorrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he quit being, and his gentle lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	Big of this gentleman our theme, deceased" & @CRLF & _
                "	As he was born. The king he takes the babe" & @CRLF & _
                "	To his protection, calls him Posthumus Leonatus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Breeds him and makes him of his bed-chamber," & @CRLF & _
                "	Puts to him all the learnings that his time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could make him the receiver of; which he took," & @CRLF & _
                "	As we do air, fast as 'twas minister'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in's spring became a harvest, lived in court--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which rare it is to do--most praised, most loved," & @CRLF & _
                "	A sample to the youngest, to the more mature" & @CRLF & _
                "	A glass that feated them, and to the graver" & @CRLF & _
                "	A child that guided dotards; to his mistress," & @CRLF & _
                "	For whom he now is banish'd, her own price" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proclaims how she esteem'd him and his virtue;" & @CRLF & _
                "	By her election may be truly read" & @CRLF & _
                "	What kind of man he is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	I honour him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even out of your report. But, pray you, tell me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is she sole child to the king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	His only child." & @CRLF & _
                "	He had two sons: if this be worth your hearing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark it: the eldest of them at three years old," & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the swathing-clothes the other, from their nursery" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were stol'n, and to this hour no guess in knowledge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which way they went." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	How long is this ago?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Some twenty years." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	That a king's children should be so convey'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	So slackly guarded, and the search so slow," & @CRLF & _
                "	That could not trace them!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Howsoe'er 'tis strange," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or that the negligence may well be laugh'd at," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet is it true, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	I do well believe you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	We must forbear: here comes the gentleman," & @CRLF & _
                "	The queen, and princess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the QUEEN, POSTHUMUS LEONATUS, and IMOGEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	No, be assured you shall not find me, daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	After the slander of most stepmothers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Evil-eyed unto you: you're my prisoner, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your gaoler shall deliver you the keys" & @CRLF & _
                "	That lock up your restraint. For you, Posthumus," & @CRLF & _
                "	So soon as I can win the offended king," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will be known your advocate: marry, yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fire of rage is in him, and 'twere good" & @CRLF & _
                "	You lean'd unto his sentence with what patience" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your wisdom may inform you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Please your highness," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will from hence to-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	You know the peril." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll fetch a turn about the garden, pitying" & @CRLF & _
                "	The pangs of barr'd affections, though the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath charged you should not speak together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	O" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dissembling courtesy! How fine this tyrant" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can tickle where she wounds! My dearest husband," & @CRLF & _
                "	I something fear my father's wrath; but nothing--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Always reserved my holy duty--what" & @CRLF & _
                "	His rage can do on me: you must be gone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I shall here abide the hourly shot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of angry eyes, not comforted to live," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that there is this jewel in the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I may see again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	My queen! my mistress!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O lady, weep no more, lest I give cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be suspected of more tenderness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than doth become a man. I will remain" & @CRLF & _
                "	The loyal'st husband that did e'er plight troth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My residence in Rome at one Philario's," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who to my father was a friend, to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Known but by letter: thither write, my queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with mine eyes I'll drink the words you send," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though ink be made of gall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter QUEEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	Be brief, I pray you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If the king come, I shall incur I know not" & @CRLF & _
                "	How much of his displeasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		        Yet I'll move him" & @CRLF & _
                "	To walk this way: I never do him wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "	But he does buy my injuries, to be friends;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pays dear for my offences." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Should we be taking leave" & @CRLF & _
                "	As long a term as yet we have to live," & @CRLF & _
                "	The loathness to depart would grow. Adieu!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Nay, stay a little:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were you but riding forth to air yourself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such parting were too petty. Look here, love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This diamond was my mother's: take it, heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But keep it till you woo another wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	When Imogen is dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	How, how! another?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You gentle gods, give me but this I have," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sear up my embracements from a next" & @CRLF & _
                "	With bonds of death!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Putting on the ring]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		Remain, remain thou here" & @CRLF & _
                "	While sense can keep it on. And, sweetest, fairest," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I my poor self did exchange for you," & @CRLF & _
                "	To your so infinite loss, so in our trifles" & @CRLF & _
                "	I still win of you: for my sake wear this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a manacle of love; I'll place it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon this fairest prisoner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Putting a bracelet upon her arm]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	O the gods!" & @CRLF & _
                "	When shall we see again?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CYMBELINE and Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Alack, the king!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Thou basest thing, avoid! hence, from my sight!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If after this command thou fraught the court" & @CRLF & _
                "	With thy unworthiness, thou diest: away!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou'rt poison to my blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	The gods protect you!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bless the good remainders of the court! I am gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	                  There cannot be a pinch in death" & @CRLF & _
                "	More sharp than this is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	O disloyal thing," & @CRLF & _
                "	That shouldst repair my youth, thou heap'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	A year's age on me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	I beseech you, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Harm not yourself with your vexation" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am senseless of your wrath; a touch more rare" & @CRLF & _
                "	Subdues all pangs, all fears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Past grace? obedience?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Past hope, and in despair; that way, past grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	That mightst have had the sole son of my queen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	O blest, that I might not! I chose an eagle," & @CRLF & _
                "	And did avoid a puttock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Thou took'st a beggar; wouldst have made my throne" & @CRLF & _
                "	A seat for baseness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	No; I rather added" & @CRLF & _
                "	A lustre to it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	                  O thou vile one!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is your fault that I have loved Posthumus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You bred him as my playfellow, and he is" & @CRLF & _
                "	A man worth any woman, overbuys me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Almost the sum he pays." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	What, art thou mad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Almost, sir: heaven restore me! Would I were" & @CRLF & _
                "	A neat-herd's daughter, and my Leonatus" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our neighbour shepherd's son!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Thou foolish thing!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter QUEEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	They were again together: you have done" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not after our command. Away with her," & @CRLF & _
                "	And pen her up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	                  Beseech your patience. Peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dear lady daughter, peace! Sweet sovereign," & @CRLF & _
                "	Leave us to ourselves; and make yourself some comfort" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of your best advice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Nay, let her languish" & @CRLF & _
                "	A drop of blood a day; and, being aged," & @CRLF & _
                "	Die of this folly!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt CYMBELINE and Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	                  Fie! you must give way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PISANIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is your servant. How now, sir! What news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	My lord your son drew on my master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	Ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "	No harm, I trust, is done?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	There might have been," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that my master rather play'd than fought" & @CRLF & _
                "	And had no help of anger: they were parted" & @CRLF & _
                "	By gentlemen at hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	I am very glad on't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Your son's my father's friend; he takes his part." & @CRLF & _
                "	To draw upon an exile! O brave sir!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would they were in Afric both together;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself by with a needle, that I might prick" & @CRLF & _
                "	The goer-back. Why came you from your master?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	On his command: he would not suffer me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bring him to the haven; left these notes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what commands I should be subject to," & @CRLF & _
                "	When 't pleased you to employ me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	This hath been" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your faithful servant: I dare lay mine honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	He will remain so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	                  I humbly thank your highness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	Pray, walk awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	                  About some half-hour hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you, speak with me: you shall at least" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go see my lord aboard: for this time leave me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same. A public place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLOTEN and two Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Sir, I would advise you to shift a shirt; the" & @CRLF & _
                "	violence of action hath made you reek as a" & @CRLF & _
                "	sacrifice: where air comes out, air comes in:" & @CRLF & _
                "	there's none abroad so wholesome as that you vent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	If my shirt were bloody, then to shift it. Have I hurt him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	[Aside]  No, 'faith; not so much as his patience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Hurt him! his body's a passable carcass, if he be" & @CRLF & _
                "	not hurt: it is a thoroughfare for steel, if it be not hurt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	[Aside]  His steel was in debt; it went o' the" & @CRLF & _
                "	backside the town." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	The villain would not stand me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	[Aside]  No; but he fled forward still, toward your face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Stand you! You have land enough of your own: but" & @CRLF & _
                "	he added to your having; gave you some ground." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	[Aside]  As many inches as you have oceans. Puppies!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	I would they had not come between us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	[Aside]  So would I, till you had measured how long" & @CRLF & _
                "	a fool you were upon the ground." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	And that she should love this fellow and refuse me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	[Aside]  If it be a sin to make a true election, she" & @CRLF & _
                "	is damned." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Sir, as I told you always, her beauty and her brain" & @CRLF & _
                "	go not together: she's a good sign, but I have seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	small reflection of her wit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	[Aside]  She shines not upon fools, lest the" & @CRLF & _
                "	reflection should hurt her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Come, I'll to my chamber. Would there had been some" & @CRLF & _
                "	hurt done!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	[Aside]  I wish not so; unless it had been the fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	of an ass, which is no great hurt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	You'll go with us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	I'll attend your lordship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Nay, come, let's go together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Well, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A room in Cymbeline's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter IMOGEN and PISANIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	I would thou grew'st unto the shores o' the haven," & @CRLF & _
                "	And question'dst every sail: if he should write" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not have it, 'twere a paper lost," & @CRLF & _
                "	As offer'd mercy is. What was the last" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he spake to thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	It was his queen, his queen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Then waved his handkerchief?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	And kiss'd it, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Senseless Linen! happier therein than I!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that was all?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	                  No, madam; for so long" & @CRLF & _
                "	As he could make me with this eye or ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Distinguish him from others, he did keep" & @CRLF & _
                "	The deck, with glove, or hat, or handkerchief," & @CRLF & _
                "	Still waving, as the fits and stirs of 's mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could best express how slow his soul sail'd on," & @CRLF & _
                "	How swift his ship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Thou shouldst have made him" & @CRLF & _
                "	As little as a crow, or less, ere left" & @CRLF & _
                "	To after-eye him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	                  Madam, so I did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	I would have broke mine eye-strings; crack'd them, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	To look upon him, till the diminution" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of space had pointed him sharp as my needle," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, follow'd him, till he had melted from" & @CRLF & _
                "	The smallness of a gnat to air, and then" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have turn'd mine eye and wept. But, good Pisanio," & @CRLF & _
                "	When shall we hear from him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	Be assured, madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	With his next vantage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	I did not take my leave of him, but had" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most pretty things to say: ere I could tell him" & @CRLF & _
                "	How I would think on him at certain hours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such thoughts and such, or I could make him swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	The shes of Italy should not betray" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine interest and his honour, or have charged him," & @CRLF & _
                "	At the sixth hour of morn, at noon, at midnight," & @CRLF & _
                "	To encounter me with orisons, for then" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am in heaven for him; or ere I could" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give him that parting kiss which I had set" & @CRLF & _
                "	Betwixt two charming words, comes in my father" & @CRLF & _
                "	And like the tyrannous breathing of the north" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shakes all our buds from growing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Lady]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lady	The queen, madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	Desires your highness' company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Those things I bid you do, get them dispatch'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will attend the queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	Madam, I shall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Rome. Philario's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PHILARIO, IACHIMO, a Frenchman, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dutchman, and a Spaniard]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Believe it, sir, I have seen him in Britain: he was" & @CRLF & _
                "	then of a crescent note, expected to prove so worthy" & @CRLF & _
                "	as since he hath been allowed the name of; but I" & @CRLF & _
                "	could then have looked on him without the help of" & @CRLF & _
                "	admiration, though the catalogue of his endowments" & @CRLF & _
                "	had been tabled by his side and I to peruse him by items." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILARIO	You speak of him when he was less furnished than now" & @CRLF & _
                "	he is with that which makes him both without and within." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Frenchman	I have seen him in France: we had very many there" & @CRLF & _
                "	could behold the sun with as firm eyes as he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	This matter of marrying his king's daughter, wherein" & @CRLF & _
                "	he must be weighed rather by her value than his own," & @CRLF & _
                "	words him, I doubt not, a great deal from the matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Frenchman	And then his banishment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Ay, and the approbation of those that weep this" & @CRLF & _
                "	lamentable divorce under her colours are wonderfully" & @CRLF & _
                "	to extend him; be it but to fortify her judgment," & @CRLF & _
                "	which else an easy battery might lay flat, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	taking a beggar without less quality. But how comes" & @CRLF & _
                "	it he is to sojourn with you? How creeps" & @CRLF & _
                "	acquaintance?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILARIO	His father and I were soldiers together; to whom I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have been often bound for no less than my life." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes the Briton: let him be so entertained" & @CRLF & _
                "	amongst you as suits, with gentlemen of your" & @CRLF & _
                "	knowing, to a stranger of his quality." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter POSTHUMUS LEONATUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I beseech you all, be better known to this" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentleman; whom I commend to you as a noble friend" & @CRLF & _
                "	of mine: how worthy he is I will leave to appear" & @CRLF & _
                "	hereafter, rather than story him in his own hearing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Frenchman	Sir, we have known together in Orleans." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Since when I have been debtor to you for courtesies," & @CRLF & _
                "	which I will be ever to pay and yet pay still." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Frenchman	Sir, you o'er-rate my poor kindness: I was glad I" & @CRLF & _
                "	did atone my countryman and you; it had been pity" & @CRLF & _
                "	you should have been put together with so mortal a" & @CRLF & _
                "	purpose as then each bore, upon importance of so" & @CRLF & _
                "	slight and trivial a nature." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	By your pardon, sir, I was then a young traveller;" & @CRLF & _
                "	rather shunned to go even with what I heard than in" & @CRLF & _
                "	my every action to be guided by others' experiences:" & @CRLF & _
                "	but upon my mended judgment--if I offend not to say" & @CRLF & _
                "	it is mended--my quarrel was not altogether slight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Frenchman	'Faith, yes, to be put to the arbitrement of swords," & @CRLF & _
                "	and by such two that would by all likelihood have" & @CRLF & _
                "	confounded one the other, or have fallen both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Can we, with manners, ask what was the difference?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Frenchman	Safely, I think: 'twas a contention in public," & @CRLF & _
                "	which may, without contradiction, suffer the report." & @CRLF & _
                "	It was much like an argument that fell out last" & @CRLF & _
                "	night, where each of us fell in praise of our" & @CRLF & _
                "	country mistresses; this gentleman at that time" & @CRLF & _
                "	vouching--and upon warrant of bloody" & @CRLF & _
                "	affirmation--his to be more fair, virtuous, wise," & @CRLF & _
                "	chaste, constant-qualified and less attemptable" & @CRLF & _
                "	than any the rarest of our ladies in France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	That lady is not now living, or this gentleman's" & @CRLF & _
                "	opinion by this worn out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	She holds her virtue still and I my mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	You must not so far prefer her 'fore ours of Italy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Being so far provoked as I was in France, I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	abate her nothing, though I profess myself her" & @CRLF & _
                "	adorer, not her friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	As fair and as good--a kind of hand-in-hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	comparison--had been something too fair and too good" & @CRLF & _
                "	for any lady in Britain. If she went before others" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have seen, as that diamond of yours outlustres" & @CRLF & _
                "	many I have beheld. I could not but believe she" & @CRLF & _
                "	excelled many: but I have not seen the most" & @CRLF & _
                "	precious diamond that is, nor you the lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	I praised her as I rated her: so do I my stone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	What do you esteem it at?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	More than the world enjoys." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Either your unparagoned mistress is dead, or she's" & @CRLF & _
                "	outprized by a trifle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	You are mistaken: the one may be sold, or given, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	there were wealth enough for the purchase, or merit" & @CRLF & _
                "	for the gift: the other is not a thing for sale," & @CRLF & _
                "	and only the gift of the gods." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Which the gods have given you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Which, by their graces, I will keep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	You may wear her in title yours: but, you know," & @CRLF & _
                "	strange fowl light upon neighbouring ponds. Your" & @CRLF & _
                "	ring may be stolen too: so your brace of unprizable" & @CRLF & _
                "	estimations; the one is but frail and the other" & @CRLF & _
                "	casual; a cunning thief, or a that way accomplished" & @CRLF & _
                "	courtier, would hazard the winning both of first and last." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Your Italy contains none so accomplished a courtier" & @CRLF & _
                "	to convince the honour of my mistress, if, in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	holding or loss of that, you term her frail. I do" & @CRLF & _
                "	nothing doubt you have store of thieves;" & @CRLF & _
                "	notwithstanding, I fear not my ring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILARIO	Let us leave here, gentlemen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Sir, with all my heart. This worthy signior, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	thank him, makes no stranger of me; we are familiar at first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	With five times so much conversation, I should get" & @CRLF & _
                "	ground of your fair mistress, make her go back, even" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the yielding, had I admittance and opportunity to friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	No, no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	I dare thereupon pawn the moiety of my estate to" & @CRLF & _
                "	your ring; which, in my opinion, o'ervalues it" & @CRLF & _
                "	something: but I make my wager rather against your" & @CRLF & _
                "	confidence than her reputation: and, to bar your" & @CRLF & _
                "	offence herein too, I durst attempt it against any" & @CRLF & _
                "	lady in the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	You are a great deal abused in too bold a" & @CRLF & _
                "	persuasion; and I doubt not you sustain what you're" & @CRLF & _
                "	worthy of by your attempt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	What's that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	A repulse: though your attempt, as you call it," & @CRLF & _
                "	deserve more; a punishment too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILARIO	Gentlemen, enough of this: it came in too suddenly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	let it die as it was born, and, I pray you, be" & @CRLF & _
                "	better acquainted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Would I had put my estate and my neighbour's on the" & @CRLF & _
                "	approbation of what I have spoke!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	What lady would you choose to assail?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Yours; whom in constancy you think stands so safe." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will lay you ten thousand ducats to your ring," & @CRLF & _
                "	that, commend me to the court where your lady is," & @CRLF & _
                "	with no more advantage than the opportunity of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	second conference, and I will bring from thence" & @CRLF & _
                "	that honour of hers which you imagine so reserved." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	I will wage against your gold, gold to it: my ring" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hold dear as my finger; 'tis part of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	You are afraid, and therein the wiser. If you buy" & @CRLF & _
                "	ladies' flesh at a million a dram, you cannot" & @CRLF & _
                "	preserve it from tainting: but I see you have some" & @CRLF & _
                "	religion in you, that you fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	This is but a custom in your tongue; you bear a" & @CRLF & _
                "	graver purpose, I hope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	I am the master of my speeches, and would undergo" & @CRLF & _
                "	what's spoken, I swear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Will you? I shall but lend my diamond till your" & @CRLF & _
                "	return: let there be covenants drawn between's: my" & @CRLF & _
                "	mistress exceeds in goodness the hugeness of your" & @CRLF & _
                "	unworthy thinking: I dare you to this match: here's my ring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILARIO	I will have it no lay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	By the gods, it is one. If I bring you no" & @CRLF & _
                "	sufficient testimony that I have enjoyed the dearest" & @CRLF & _
                "	bodily part of your mistress, my ten thousand ducats" & @CRLF & _
                "	are yours; so is your diamond too: if I come off," & @CRLF & _
                "	and leave her in such honour as you have trust in," & @CRLF & _
                "	she your jewel, this your jewel, and my gold are" & @CRLF & _
                "	yours: provided I have your commendation for my more" & @CRLF & _
                "	free entertainment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	I embrace these conditions; let us have articles" & @CRLF & _
                "	betwixt us. Only, thus far you shall answer: if" & @CRLF & _
                "	you make your voyage upon her and give me directly" & @CRLF & _
                "	to understand you have prevailed, I am no further" & @CRLF & _
                "	your enemy; she is not worth our debate: if she" & @CRLF & _
                "	remain unseduced, you not making it appear" & @CRLF & _
                "	otherwise, for your ill opinion and the assault you" & @CRLF & _
                "	have made to her chastity you shall answer me with" & @CRLF & _
                "	your sword." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Your hand; a covenant: we will have these things set" & @CRLF & _
                "	down by lawful counsel, and straight away for" & @CRLF & _
                "	Britain, lest the bargain should catch cold and" & @CRLF & _
                "	starve: I will fetch my gold and have our two" & @CRLF & _
                "	wagers recorded." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Agreed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt POSTHUMUS LEONATUS and IACHIMO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Frenchman	Will this hold, think you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILARIO	Signior Iachimo will not from it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray, let us follow 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Britain. A room in Cymbeline's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter QUEEN, Ladies, and CORNELIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	Whiles yet the dew's on ground, gather those flowers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make haste: who has the note of them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lady	I, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	Dispatch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Ladies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, master doctor, have you brought those drugs?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNELIUS	Pleaseth your highness, ay: here they are, madam:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Presenting a small box]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I beseech your grace, without offence,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	My conscience bids me ask--wherefore you have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commanded of me those most poisonous compounds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which are the movers of a languishing death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But though slow, deadly?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	I wonder, doctor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou ask'st me such a question. Have I not been" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy pupil long? Hast thou not learn'd me how" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make perfumes? distil? preserve? yea, so" & @CRLF & _
                "	That our great king himself doth woo me oft" & @CRLF & _
                "	For my confections? Having thus far proceeded,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless thou think'st me devilish--is't not meet" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I did amplify my judgment in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Other conclusions? I will try the forces" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of these thy compounds on such creatures as" & @CRLF & _
                "	We count not worth the hanging, but none human," & @CRLF & _
                "	To try the vigour of them and apply" & @CRLF & _
                "	Allayments to their act, and by them gather" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their several virtues and effects." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNELIUS	Your highness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall from this practise but make hard your heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, the seeing these effects will be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both noisome and infectious." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	O, content thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PISANIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes a flattering rascal; upon him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will I first work: he's for his master," & @CRLF & _
                "	An enemy to my son. How now, Pisanio!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doctor, your service for this time is ended;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take your own way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNELIUS	[Aside]          I do suspect you, madam;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But you shall do no harm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	[To PISANIO]            Hark thee, a word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNELIUS	[Aside]  I do not like her. She doth think she has" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strange lingering poisons: I do know her spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will not trust one of her malice with" & @CRLF & _
                "	A drug of such damn'd nature. Those she has" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will stupefy and dull the sense awhile;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which first, perchance, she'll prove on" & @CRLF & _
                "	cats and dogs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then afterward up higher: but there is" & @CRLF & _
                "	No danger in what show of death it makes," & @CRLF & _
                "	More than the locking-up the spirits a time," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be more fresh, reviving. She is fool'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With a most false effect; and I the truer," & @CRLF & _
                "	So to be false with her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	No further service, doctor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Until I send for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNELIUS	I humbly take my leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	Weeps she still, say'st thou? Dost thou think in time" & @CRLF & _
                "	She will not quench and let instructions enter" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where folly now possesses? Do thou work:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou shalt bring me word she loves my son," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll tell thee on the instant thou art then" & @CRLF & _
                "	As great as is thy master, greater, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	His fortunes all lie speechless and his name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is at last gasp: return he cannot, nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Continue where he is: to shift his being" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is to exchange one misery with another," & @CRLF & _
                "	And every day that comes comes to decay" & @CRLF & _
                "	A day's work in him. What shalt thou expect," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be depender on a thing that leans," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who cannot be new built, nor has no friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	So much as but to prop him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The QUEEN drops the box: PISANIO takes it up]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		      Thou takest up" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou know'st not what; but take it for thy labour:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a thing I made, which hath the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Five times redeem'd from death: I do not know" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is more cordial. Nay, I prethee, take it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is an earnest of a further good" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I mean to thee. Tell thy mistress how" & @CRLF & _
                "	The case stands with her; do't as from thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "	Think what a chance thou changest on, but think" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast thy mistress still, to boot, my son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who shall take notice of thee: I'll move the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	To any shape of thy preferment such" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou'lt desire; and then myself, I chiefly," & @CRLF & _
                "	That set thee on to this desert, am bound" & @CRLF & _
                "	To load thy merit richly. Call my women:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think on my words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit PISANIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		A sly and constant knave," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not to be shaked; the agent for his master" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the remembrancer of her to hold" & @CRLF & _
                "	The hand-fast to her lord. I have given him that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, if he take, shall quite unpeople her" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of liegers for her sweet, and which she after," & @CRLF & _
                "	Except she bend her humour, shall be assured" & @CRLF & _
                "	To taste of too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter PISANIO and Ladies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	So, so: well done, well done:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The violets, cowslips, and the primroses," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bear to my closet. Fare thee well, Pisanio;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think on my words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt QUEEN and Ladies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	And shall do:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when to my good lord I prove untrue," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll choke myself: there's all I'll do for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	The same. Another room in the palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter IMOGEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	A father cruel, and a step-dame false;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A foolish suitor to a wedded lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath her husband banish'd;--O, that husband!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My supreme crown of grief! and those repeated" & @CRLF & _
                "	Vexations of it! Had I been thief-stol'n," & @CRLF & _
                "	As my two brothers, happy! but most miserable" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is the desire that's glorious: blest be those," & @CRLF & _
                "	How mean soe'er, that have their honest wills," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which seasons comfort. Who may this be? Fie!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PISANIO and IACHIMO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	Madam, a noble gentleman of Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	Comes from my lord with letters." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Change you, madam?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The worthy Leonatus is in safety" & @CRLF & _
                "	And greets your highness dearly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Presents a letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Thanks, good sir:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You're kindly welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	[Aside]  All of her that is out of door most rich!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If she be furnish'd with a mind so rare," & @CRLF & _
                "	She is alone the Arabian bird, and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have lost the wager. Boldness be my friend!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Arm me, audacity, from head to foot!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, like the Parthian, I shall flying fight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rather directly fly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	[Reads]  'He is one of the noblest note, to whose" & @CRLF & _
                "	kindnesses I am most infinitely tied. Reflect upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	him accordingly, as you value your trust--" & @CRLF & _
                "			 LEONATUS.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	So far I read aloud:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But even the very middle of my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is warm'd by the rest, and takes it thankfully." & @CRLF & _
                "	You are as welcome, worthy sir, as I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have words to bid you, and shall find it so" & @CRLF & _
                "	In all that I can do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Thanks, fairest lady." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, are men mad? Hath nature given them eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see this vaulted arch, and the rich crop" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of sea and land, which can distinguish 'twixt" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fiery orbs above and the twinn'd stones" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the number'd beach? and can we not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Partition make with spectacles so precious" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twixt fair and foul?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	What makes your admiration?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	It cannot be i' the eye, for apes and monkeys" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twixt two such shes would chatter this way and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Contemn with mows the other; nor i' the judgment," & @CRLF & _
                "	For idiots in this case of favour would" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be wisely definite; nor i' the appetite;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sluttery to such neat excellence opposed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should make desire vomit emptiness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not so allured to feed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	What is the matter, trow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	The cloyed will," & @CRLF & _
                "	That satiate yet unsatisfied desire, that tub" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both fill'd and running, ravening first the lamb" & @CRLF & _
                "	Longs after for the garbage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	What, dear sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus raps you? Are you well?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Thanks, madam; well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To PISANIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		 Beseech you, sir, desire" & @CRLF & _
                "	My man's abode where I did leave him: he" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is strange and peevish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	I was going, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	To give him welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Continues well my lord? His health, beseech you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Well, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Is he disposed to mirth? I hope he is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Exceeding pleasant; none a stranger there" & @CRLF & _
                "	So merry and so gamesome: he is call'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Briton reveller." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	When he was here," & @CRLF & _
                "	He did incline to sadness, and oft-times" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not knowing why." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	                  I never saw him sad." & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a Frenchman his companion, one" & @CRLF & _
                "	An eminent monsieur, that, it seems, much loves" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Gallian girl at home; he furnaces" & @CRLF & _
                "	The thick sighs from him, whiles the jolly Briton--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your lord, I mean--laughs from's free lungs, cries 'O," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can my sides hold, to think that man, who knows" & @CRLF & _
                "	By history, report, or his own proof," & @CRLF & _
                "	What woman is, yea, what she cannot choose" & @CRLF & _
                "	But must be, will his free hours languish for" & @CRLF & _
                "	Assured bondage?'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	                  Will my lord say so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Ay, madam, with his eyes in flood with laughter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a recreation to be by" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hear him mock the Frenchman. But, heavens know," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some men are much to blame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Not he, I hope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Not he: but yet heaven's bounty towards him might" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be used more thankfully. In himself, 'tis much;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In you, which I account his beyond all talents," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst I am bound to wonder, I am bound" & @CRLF & _
                "	To pity too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	                  What do you pity, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Two creatures heartily." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Am I one, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You look on me: what wreck discern you in me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deserves your pity?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Lamentable! What," & @CRLF & _
                "	To hide me from the radiant sun and solace" & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the dungeon by a snuff?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	I pray you, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deliver with more openness your answers" & @CRLF & _
                "	To my demands. Why do you pity me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	That others do--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I was about to say--enjoy your--But" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is an office of the gods to venge it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not mine to speak on 't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	You do seem to know" & @CRLF & _
                "	Something of me, or what concerns me: pray you,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since doubling things go ill often hurts more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than to be sure they do; for certainties" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either are past remedies, or, timely knowing," & @CRLF & _
                "	The remedy then born--discover to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	What both you spur and stop." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Had I this cheek" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bathe my lips upon; this hand, whose touch," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose every touch, would force the feeler's soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the oath of loyalty; this object, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	Takes prisoner the wild motion of mine eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fixing it only here; should I, damn'd then," & @CRLF & _
                "	Slaver with lips as common as the stairs" & @CRLF & _
                "	That mount the Capitol; join gripes with hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made hard with hourly falsehood--falsehood, as" & @CRLF & _
                "	With labour; then by-peeping in an eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	Base and unlustrous as the smoky light" & @CRLF & _
                "	That's fed with stinking tallow; it were fit" & @CRLF & _
                "	That all the plagues of hell should at one time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Encounter such revolt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	My lord, I fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Has forgot Britain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	And himself. Not I," & @CRLF & _
                "	Inclined to this intelligence, pronounce" & @CRLF & _
                "	The beggary of his change; but 'tis your graces" & @CRLF & _
                "	That from pay mutest conscience to my tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Charms this report out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Let me hear no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	O dearest soul! your cause doth strike my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	With pity, that doth make me sick. A lady" & @CRLF & _
                "	So fair, and fasten'd to an empery," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would make the great'st king double,--to be partner'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With tomboys hired with that self-exhibition" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which your own coffers yield! with diseased ventures" & @CRLF & _
                "	That play with all infirmities for gold" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which rottenness can lend nature! such boil'd stuff" & @CRLF & _
                "	As well might poison poison! Be revenged;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or she that bore you was no queen, and you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Recoil from your great stock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Revenged!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How should I be revenged? If this be true,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I have such a heart that both mine ears" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must not in haste abuse--if it be true," & @CRLF & _
                "	How should I be revenged?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Should he make me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Live, like Diana's priest, betwixt cold sheets," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles he is vaulting variable ramps," & @CRLF & _
                "	In your despite, upon your purse? Revenge it." & @CRLF & _
                "	I dedicate myself to your sweet pleasure," & @CRLF & _
                "	More noble than that runagate to your bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will continue fast to your affection," & @CRLF & _
                "	Still close as sure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	What, ho, Pisanio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Let me my service tender on your lips." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Away! I do condemn mine ears that have" & @CRLF & _
                "	So long attended thee. If thou wert honourable," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wouldst have told this tale for virtue, not" & @CRLF & _
                "	For such an end thou seek'st,--as base as strange." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wrong'st a gentleman, who is as far" & @CRLF & _
                "	From thy report as thou from honour, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Solicit'st here a lady that disdains" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thee and the devil alike. What ho, Pisanio!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king my father shall be made acquainted" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thy assault: if he shall think it fit," & @CRLF & _
                "	A saucy stranger in his court to mart" & @CRLF & _
                "	As in a Romish stew and to expound" & @CRLF & _
                "	His beastly mind to us, he hath a court" & @CRLF & _
                "	He little cares for and a daughter who" & @CRLF & _
                "	He not respects at all. What, ho, Pisanio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	O happy Leonatus! I may say" & @CRLF & _
                "	The credit that thy lady hath of thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deserves thy trust, and thy most perfect goodness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her assured credit. Blessed live you long!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A lady to the worthiest sir that ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	Country call'd his! and you his mistress, only" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the most worthiest fit! Give me your pardon." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have spoke this, to know if your affiance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were deeply rooted; and shall make your lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	That which he is, new o'er: and he is one" & @CRLF & _
                "	The truest manner'd; such a holy witch" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he enchants societies into him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Half all men's hearts are his." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	You make amends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	He sits 'mongst men like a descended god:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath a kind of honour sets him off," & @CRLF & _
                "	More than a mortal seeming. Be not angry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most mighty princess, that I have adventured" & @CRLF & _
                "	To try your taking a false report; which hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Honour'd with confirmation your great judgment" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the election of a sir so rare," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which you know cannot err: the love I bear him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made me to fan you thus, but the gods made you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unlike all others, chaffless. Pray, your pardon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	All's well, sir: take my power i' the court" & @CRLF & _
                "	for yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	My humble thanks. I had almost forgot" & @CRLF & _
                "	To entreat your grace but in a small request," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet of moment to, for it concerns" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your lord; myself and other noble friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are partners in the business." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Pray, what is't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Some dozen Romans of us and your lord--" & @CRLF & _
                "	The best feather of our wing--have mingled sums" & @CRLF & _
                "	To buy a present for the emperor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I, the factor for the rest, have done" & @CRLF & _
                "	In France: 'tis plate of rare device, and jewels" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of rich and exquisite form; their values great;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I am something curious, being strange," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have them in safe stowage: may it please you" & @CRLF & _
                "	To take them in protection?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Willingly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pawn mine honour for their safety: since" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord hath interest in them, I will keep them" & @CRLF & _
                "	In my bedchamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	They are in a trunk," & @CRLF & _
                "	Attended by my men: I will make bold" & @CRLF & _
                "	To send them to you, only for this night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must aboard to-morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	O, no, no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Yes, I beseech; or I shall short my word" & @CRLF & _
                "	By lengthening my return. From Gallia" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cross'd the seas on purpose and on promise" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	I thank you for your pains:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But not away to-morrow!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	O, I must, madam:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore I shall beseech you, if you please" & @CRLF & _
                "	To greet your lord with writing, do't to-night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have outstood my time; which is material" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the tender of our present." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	I will write." & @CRLF & _
                "	Send your trunk to me; it shall safe be kept," & @CRLF & _
                "	And truly yielded you. You're very welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Britain. Before Cymbeline's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLOTEN and two Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Was there ever man had such luck! when I kissed the" & @CRLF & _
                "	jack, upon an up-cast to be hit away! I had a" & @CRLF & _
                "	hundred pound on't: and then a whoreson jackanapes" & @CRLF & _
                "	must take me up for swearing; as if I borrowed mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	oaths of him and might not spend them at my pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	What got he by that? You have broke his pate with" & @CRLF & _
                "	your bowl." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	[Aside]  If his wit had been like him that broke it," & @CRLF & _
                "	it would have run all out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	When a gentleman is disposed to swear, it is not for" & @CRLF & _
                "	any standers-by to curtail his oaths, ha?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	No my lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	nor crop the ears of them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Whoreson dog! I give him satisfaction?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would he had been one of my rank!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	[Aside]  To have smelt like a fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	I am not vexed more at any thing in the earth: a" & @CRLF & _
                "	pox on't! I had rather not be so noble as I am;" & @CRLF & _
                "	they dare not fight with me, because of the queen my" & @CRLF & _
                "	mother: every Jack-slave hath his bellyful of" & @CRLF & _
                "	fighting, and I must go up and down like a cock that" & @CRLF & _
                "	nobody can match." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	[Aside]  You are cock and capon too; and you crow," & @CRLF & _
                "	cock, with your comb on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Sayest thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	It is not fit your lordship should undertake every" & @CRLF & _
                "	companion that you give offence to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	No, I know that: but it is fit I should commit" & @CRLF & _
                "	offence to my inferiors." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Ay, it is fit for your lordship only." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Why, so I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Did you hear of a stranger that's come to court to-night?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	A stranger, and I not know on't!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	[Aside]  He's a strange fellow himself, and knows it" & @CRLF & _
                "	not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	There's an Italian come; and, 'tis thought, one of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leonatus' friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Leonatus! a banished rascal; and he's another," & @CRLF & _
                "	whatsoever he be. Who told you of this stranger?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	One of your lordship's pages." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Is it fit I went to look upon him? is there no" & @CRLF & _
                "	derogation in't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	You cannot derogate, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Not easily, I think." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	[Aside]  You are a fool granted; therefore your" & @CRLF & _
                "	issues, being foolish, do not derogate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Come, I'll go see this Italian: what I have lost" & @CRLF & _
                "	to-day at bowls I'll win to-night of him. Come, go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	I'll attend your lordship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt CLOTEN and First Lord]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	That such a crafty devil as is his mother" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should yield the world this ass! a woman that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bears all down with her brain; and this her son" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot take two from twenty, for his heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave eighteen. Alas, poor princess," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou divine Imogen, what thou endurest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Betwixt a father by thy step-dame govern'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	A mother hourly coining plots, a wooer" & @CRLF & _
                "	More hateful than the foul expulsion is" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thy dear husband, than that horrid act" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the divorce he'ld make! The heavens hold firm" & @CRLF & _
                "	The walls of thy dear honour, keep unshaked" & @CRLF & _
                "	That temple, thy fair mind, that thou mayst stand," & @CRLF & _
                "	To enjoy thy banish'd lord and this great land!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Imogen's bedchamber in Cymbeline's palace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	a trunk in one corner of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[IMOGEN in bed, reading; a Lady attending]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Who's there? my woman Helen?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lady	Please you, madam" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	What hour is it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lady	                  Almost midnight, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	I have read three hours then: mine eyes are weak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fold down the leaf where I have left: to bed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take not away the taper, leave it burning;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if thou canst awake by four o' the clock," & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, call me. Sleep hath seized me wholly" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Lady]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	To your protection I commend me, gods." & @CRLF & _
                "	From fairies and the tempters of the night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Guard me, beseech ye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sleeps. IACHIMO comes from the trunk]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	The crickets sing, and man's o'er-labour'd sense" & @CRLF & _
                "	Repairs itself by rest. Our Tarquin thus" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did softly press the rushes, ere he waken'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The chastity he wounded. Cytherea," & @CRLF & _
                "	How bravely thou becomest thy bed, fresh lily," & @CRLF & _
                "	And whiter than the sheets! That I might touch!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But kiss; one kiss! Rubies unparagon'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	How dearly they do't! 'Tis her breathing that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perfumes the chamber thus: the flame o' the taper" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bows toward her, and would under-peep her lids," & @CRLF & _
                "	To see the enclosed lights, now canopied" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under these windows, white and azure laced" & @CRLF & _
                "	With blue of heaven's own tinct. But my design," & @CRLF & _
                "	To note the chamber: I will write all down:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such and such pictures; there the window; such" & @CRLF & _
                "	The adornment of her bed; the arras; figures," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, such and such; and the contents o' the story." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, but some natural notes about her body," & @CRLF & _
                "	Above ten thousand meaner moveables" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would testify, to enrich mine inventory." & @CRLF & _
                "	O sleep, thou ape of death, lie dull upon her!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And be her sense but as a monument," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus in a chapel lying! Come off, come off:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Taking off her bracelet]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	As slippery as the Gordian knot was hard!" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis mine; and this will witness outwardly," & @CRLF & _
                "	As strongly as the conscience does within," & @CRLF & _
                "	To the madding of her lord. On her left breast" & @CRLF & _
                "	A mole cinque-spotted, like the crimson drops" & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the bottom of a cowslip: here's a voucher," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stronger than ever law could make: this secret" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will force him think I have pick'd the lock and ta'en" & @CRLF & _
                "	The treasure of her honour. No more. To what end?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why should I write this down, that's riveted," & @CRLF & _
                "	Screw'd to my memory? She hath been reading late" & @CRLF & _
                "	The tale of Tereus; here the leaf's turn'd down" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where Philomel gave up. I have enough:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the trunk again, and shut the spring of it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Swift, swift, you dragons of the night, that dawning" & @CRLF & _
                "	May bare the raven's eye! I lodge in fear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though this a heavenly angel, hell is here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Clock strikes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	One, two, three: time, time!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Goes into the trunk. The scene closes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	An ante-chamber adjoining Imogen's apartments." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLOTEN and Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Your lordship is the most patient man in loss, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	most coldest that ever turned up ace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	It would make any man cold to lose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	But not every man patient after the noble temper of" & @CRLF & _
                "	your lordship. You are most hot and furious when you win." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Winning will put any man into courage. If I could" & @CRLF & _
                "	get this foolish Imogen, I should have gold enough." & @CRLF & _
                "	It's almost morning, is't not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Day, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	I would this music would come: I am advised to give" & @CRLF & _
                "	her music o' mornings; they say it will penetrate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Musicians]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come on; tune: if you can penetrate her with your" & @CRLF & _
                "	fingering, so; we'll try with tongue too: if none" & @CRLF & _
                "	will do, let her remain; but I'll never give o'er." & @CRLF & _
                "	First, a very excellent good-conceited thing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	after, a wonderful sweet air, with admirable rich" & @CRLF & _
                "	words to it: and then let her consider." & @CRLF & _
                "	[SONG]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Phoebus 'gins arise," & @CRLF & _
                "	His steeds to water at those springs" & @CRLF & _
                "	On chaliced flowers that lies;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And winking Mary-buds begin" & @CRLF & _
                "	To ope their golden eyes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	With every thing that pretty is," & @CRLF & _
                "	My lady sweet, arise:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Arise, arise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	So, get you gone. If this penetrate, I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	consider your music the better: if it do not, it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	a vice in her ears, which horse-hairs and" & @CRLF & _
                "	calves'-guts, nor the voice of unpaved eunuch to" & @CRLF & _
                "	boot, can never amend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Musicians]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Here comes the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	I am glad I was up so late; for that's the reason I" & @CRLF & _
                "	was up so early: he cannot choose but take this" & @CRLF & _
                "	service I have done fatherly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CYMBELINE and QUEEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good morrow to your majesty and to my gracious mother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Attend you here the door of our stern daughter?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will she not forth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	I have assailed her with music, but she vouchsafes no notice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	The exile of her minion is too new;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She hath not yet forgot him: some more time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must wear the print of his remembrance out," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then she's yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	You are most bound to the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who lets go by no vantages that may" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prefer you to his daughter. Frame yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	To orderly soliciting, and be friended" & @CRLF & _
                "	With aptness of the season; make denials" & @CRLF & _
                "	Increase your services; so seem as if" & @CRLF & _
                "	You were inspired to do those duties which" & @CRLF & _
                "	You tender to her; that you in all obey her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Save when command to your dismission tends," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therein you are senseless." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Senseless! not so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	So like you, sir, ambassadors from Rome;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The one is Caius Lucius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	A worthy fellow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Albeit he comes on angry purpose now;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that's no fault of his: we must receive him" & @CRLF & _
                "	According to the honour of his sender;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And towards himself, his goodness forespent on us," & @CRLF & _
                "	We must extend our notice. Our dear son," & @CRLF & _
                "	When you have given good morning to your mistress," & @CRLF & _
                "	Attend the queen and us; we shall have need" & @CRLF & _
                "	To employ you towards this Roman. Come, our queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but CLOTEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	If she be up, I'll speak with her; if not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let her lie still and dream." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocks]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		       By your leave, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I Know her women are about her: what" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I do line one of their hands? 'Tis gold" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which buys admittance; oft it doth; yea, and makes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Diana's rangers false themselves, yield up" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their deer to the stand o' the stealer; and 'tis gold" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which makes the true man kill'd and saves the thief;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, sometime hangs both thief and true man: what" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can it not do and undo? I will make" & @CRLF & _
                "	One of her women lawyer to me, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	I yet not understand the case myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocks]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	By your leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Lady]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lady	Who's there that knocks?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	A gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lady	No more?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Yes, and a gentlewoman's son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lady	That's more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than some, whose tailors are as dear as yours," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can justly boast of. What's your lordship's pleasure?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Your lady's person: is she ready?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lady	Ay," & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep her chamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	There is gold for you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sell me your good report." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lady	How! my good name? or to report of you" & @CRLF & _
                "	What I shall think is good?--The princess!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter IMOGEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Good morrow, fairest: sister, your sweet hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Lady]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Good morrow, sir. You lay out too much pains" & @CRLF & _
                "	For purchasing but trouble; the thanks I give" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is telling you that I am poor of thanks" & @CRLF & _
                "	And scarce can spare them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Still, I swear I love you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	If you but said so, 'twere as deep with me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you swear still, your recompense is still" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I regard it not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	This is no answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	But that you shall not say I yield being silent," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not speak. I pray you, spare me: 'faith," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall unfold equal discourtesy" & @CRLF & _
                "	To your best kindness: one of your great knowing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should learn, being taught, forbearance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	To leave you in your madness, 'twere my sin:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	          Fools are not mad folks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Do you call me fool?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	As I am mad, I do:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you'll be patient, I'll no more be mad;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That cures us both. I am much sorry, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	You put me to forget a lady's manners," & @CRLF & _
                "	By being so verbal: and learn now, for all," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I, which know my heart, do here pronounce," & @CRLF & _
                "	By the very truth of it, I care not for you," & @CRLF & _
                "	And am so near the lack of charity--" & @CRLF & _
                "	To accuse myself--I hate you; which I had rather" & @CRLF & _
                "	You felt than make't my boast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	You sin against" & @CRLF & _
                "	Obedience, which you owe your father. For" & @CRLF & _
                "	The contract you pretend with that base wretch," & @CRLF & _
                "	One bred of alms and foster'd with cold dishes," & @CRLF & _
                "	With scraps o' the court, it is no contract, none:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And though it be allow'd in meaner parties--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet who than he more mean?--to knit their souls," & @CRLF & _
                "	On whom there is no more dependency" & @CRLF & _
                "	But brats and beggary, in self-figured knot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet you are curb'd from that enlargement by" & @CRLF & _
                "	The consequence o' the crown, and must not soil" & @CRLF & _
                "	The precious note of it with a base slave." & @CRLF & _
                "	A hilding for a livery, a squire's cloth," & @CRLF & _
                "	A pantler, not so eminent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Profane fellow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wert thou the son of Jupiter and no more" & @CRLF & _
                "	But what thou art besides, thou wert too base" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be his groom: thou wert dignified enough," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to the point of envy, if 'twere made" & @CRLF & _
                "	Comparative for your virtues, to be styled" & @CRLF & _
                "	The under-hangman of his kingdom, and hated" & @CRLF & _
                "	For being preferred so well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	The south-fog rot him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	He never can meet more mischance than come" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be but named of thee. His meanest garment," & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever hath but clipp'd his body, is dearer" & @CRLF & _
                "	In my respect than all the hairs above thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were they all made such men. How now, Pisanio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PISANIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	'His garment!' Now the devil--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	To Dorothy my woman hie thee presently--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	'His garment!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	                  I am sprited with a fool." & @CRLF & _
                "	Frighted, and anger'd worse: go bid my woman" & @CRLF & _
                "	Search for a jewel that too casually" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath left mine arm: it was thy master's: 'shrew me," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I would lose it for a revenue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of any king's in Europe. I do think" & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw't this morning: confident I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	Last night 'twas on mine arm; I kiss'd it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hope it be not gone to tell my lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I kiss aught but he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	'Twill not be lost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	I hope so: go and search." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit PISANIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	You have abused me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'His meanest garment!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Ay, I said so, sir:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you will make't an action, call witness to't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	I will inform your father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Your mother too:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She's my good lady, and will conceive, I hope," & @CRLF & _
                "	But the worst of me. So, I leave you, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	To the worst of discontent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	I'll be revenged:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'His meanest garment!' Well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Rome. Philario's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter POSTHUMUS and PHILARIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Fear it not, sir: I would I were so sure" & @CRLF & _
                "	To win the king as I am bold her honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will remain hers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILARIO	                  What means do you make to him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Not any, but abide the change of time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Quake in the present winter's state and wish" & @CRLF & _
                "	That warmer days would come: in these sear'd hopes," & @CRLF & _
                "	I barely gratify your love; they failing," & @CRLF & _
                "	I must die much your debtor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILARIO	Your very goodness and your company" & @CRLF & _
                "	O'erpays all I can do. By this, your king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath heard of great Augustus: Caius Lucius" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will do's commission throughly: and I think" & @CRLF & _
                "	He'll grant the tribute, send the arrearages," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or look upon our Romans, whose remembrance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is yet fresh in their grief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	I do believe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Statist though I am none, nor like to be," & @CRLF & _
                "	That this will prove a war; and you shall hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	The legions now in Gallia sooner landed" & @CRLF & _
                "	In our not-fearing Britain than have tidings" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of any penny tribute paid. Our countrymen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are men more order'd than when Julius Caesar" & @CRLF & _
                "	Smiled at their lack of skill, but found" & @CRLF & _
                "	their courage" & @CRLF & _
                "	Worthy his frowning at: their discipline," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now mingled with their courages, will make known" & @CRLF & _
                "	To their approvers they are people such" & @CRLF & _
                "	That mend upon the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter IACHIMO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILARIO	See! Iachimo!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	The swiftest harts have posted you by land;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And winds of all the comers kiss'd your sails," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make your vessel nimble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILARIO	Welcome, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	I hope the briefness of your answer made" & @CRLF & _
                "	The speediness of your return." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Your lady" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is one of the fairest that I have look'd upon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	And therewithal the best; or let her beauty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look through a casement to allure false hearts" & @CRLF & _
                "	And be false with them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Here are letters for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Their tenor good, I trust." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	'Tis very like." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILARIO	Was Caius Lucius in the Britain court" & @CRLF & _
                "	When you were there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	He was expected then," & @CRLF & _
                "	But not approach'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	All is well yet." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sparkles this stone as it was wont? or is't not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too dull for your good wearing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	If I had lost it," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should have lost the worth of it in gold." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll make a journey twice as far, to enjoy" & @CRLF & _
                "	A second night of such sweet shortness which" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was mine in Britain, for the ring is won." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	The stone's too hard to come by." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Not a whit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your lady being so easy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Make not, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your loss your sport: I hope you know that we" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must not continue friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Good sir, we must," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you keep covenant. Had I not brought" & @CRLF & _
                "	The knowledge of your mistress home, I grant" & @CRLF & _
                "	We were to question further: but I now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Profess myself the winner of her honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Together with your ring; and not the wronger" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of her or you, having proceeded but" & @CRLF & _
                "	By both your wills." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	If you can make't apparent" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you have tasted her in bed, my hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ring is yours; if not, the foul opinion" & @CRLF & _
                "	You had of her pure honour gains or loses" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your sword or mine, or masterless leaves both" & @CRLF & _
                "	To who shall find them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Sir, my circumstances," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being so near the truth as I will make them," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must first induce you to believe: whose strength" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will confirm with oath; which, I doubt not," & @CRLF & _
                "	You'll give me leave to spare, when you shall find" & @CRLF & _
                "	You need it not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	                  Proceed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	First, her bedchamber,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where, I confess, I slept not, but profess" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had that was well worth watching--it was hang'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With tapesty of silk and silver; the story" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proud Cleopatra, when she met her Roman," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Cydnus swell'd above the banks, or for" & @CRLF & _
                "	The press of boats or pride: a piece of work" & @CRLF & _
                "	So bravely done, so rich, that it did strive" & @CRLF & _
                "	In workmanship and value; which I wonder'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could be so rarely and exactly wrought," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since the true life on't was--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	This is true;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this you might have heard of here, by me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or by some other." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	More particulars" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must justify my knowledge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	So they must," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or do your honour injury." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	The chimney" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is south the chamber, and the chimney-piece" & @CRLF & _
                "	Chaste Dian bathing: never saw I figures" & @CRLF & _
                "	So likely to report themselves: the cutter" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was as another nature, dumb; outwent her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Motion and breath left out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	This is a thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which you might from relation likewise reap," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being, as it is, much spoke of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	The roof o' the chamber" & @CRLF & _
                "	With golden cherubins is fretted: her andirons--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had forgot them--were two winking Cupids" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of silver, each on one foot standing, nicely" & @CRLF & _
                "	Depending on their brands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	This is her honour!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let it be granted you have seen all this--and praise" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be given to your remembrance--the description" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what is in her chamber nothing saves" & @CRLF & _
                "	The wager you have laid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Then, if you can," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Showing the bracelet]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be pale: I beg but leave to air this jewel; see!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now 'tis up again: it must be married" & @CRLF & _
                "	To that your diamond; I'll keep them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Jove!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Once more let me behold it: is it that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I left with her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Sir--I thank her--that:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She stripp'd it from her arm; I see her yet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her pretty action did outsell her gift," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet enrich'd it too: she gave it me, and said" & @CRLF & _
                "	She prized it once." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	May be she pluck'd it off" & @CRLF & _
                "	To send it me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	She writes so to you, doth she?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	O, no, no, no! 'tis true. Here, take this too;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Gives the ring]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a basilisk unto mine eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Kills me to look on't. Let there be no honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where there is beauty; truth, where semblance; love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where there's another man: the vows of women" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of no more bondage be, to where they are made," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than they are to their virtues; which is nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, above measure false!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILARIO	Have patience, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	And take your ring again; 'tis not yet won:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It may be probable she lost it; or" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who knows if one of her women, being corrupted," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath stol'n it from her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Very true;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so, I hope, he came by't. Back my ring:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Render to me some corporal sign about her," & @CRLF & _
                "	More evident than this; for this was stolen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	By Jupiter, I had it from her arm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Hark you, he swears; by Jupiter he swears." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis true:--nay, keep the ring--'tis true: I am sure" & @CRLF & _
                "	She would not lose it: her attendants are" & @CRLF & _
                "	All sworn and honourable:--they induced to steal it!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by a stranger!--No, he hath enjoyed her:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cognizance of her incontinency" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is this: she hath bought the name of whore" & @CRLF & _
                "	thus dearly." & @CRLF & _
                "	There, take thy hire; and all the fiends of hell" & @CRLF & _
                "	Divide themselves between you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILARIO	Sir, be patient:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is not strong enough to be believed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of one persuaded well of--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Never talk on't;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She hath been colted by him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	If you seek" & @CRLF & _
                "	For further satisfying, under her breast--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Worthy the pressing--lies a mole, right proud" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of that most delicate lodging: by my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	I kiss'd it; and it gave me present hunger" & @CRLF & _
                "	To feed again, though full. You do remember" & @CRLF & _
                "	This stain upon her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Ay, and it doth confirm" & @CRLF & _
                "	Another stain, as big as hell can hold," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were there no more but it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Will you hear more?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Spare your arithmetic: never count the turns;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Once, and a million!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	I'll be sworn--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	No swearing." & @CRLF & _
                "	If you will swear you have not done't, you lie;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will kill thee, if thou dost deny" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou'st made me cuckold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	I'll deny nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	O, that I had her here, to tear her limb-meal!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will go there and do't, i' the court, before" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her father. I'll do something--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILARIO	Quite besides" & @CRLF & _
                "	The government of patience! You have won:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's follow him, and pervert the present wrath" & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath against himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	With an my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Another room in Philario's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter POSTHUMUS LEONATUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Is there no way for men to be but women" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must be half-workers? We are all bastards;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that most venerable man which I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did call my father, was I know not where" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I was stamp'd; some coiner with his tools" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made me a counterfeit: yet my mother seem'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Dian of that time so doth my wife" & @CRLF & _
                "	The nonpareil of this. O, vengeance, vengeance!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Me of my lawful pleasure she restrain'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pray'd me oft forbearance; did it with" & @CRLF & _
                "	A pudency so rosy the sweet view on't" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might well have warm'd old Saturn; that I thought her" & @CRLF & _
                "	As chaste as unsunn'd snow. O, all the devils!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This yellow Iachimo, in an hour,--wast not?--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or less,--at first?--perchance he spoke not, but," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a full-acorn'd boar, a German one," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cried 'O!' and mounted; found no opposition" & @CRLF & _
                "	But what he look'd for should oppose and she" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should from encounter guard. Could I find out" & @CRLF & _
                "	The woman's part in me! For there's no motion" & @CRLF & _
                "	That tends to vice in man, but I affirm" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is the woman's part: be it lying, note it," & @CRLF & _
                "	The woman's; flattering, hers; deceiving, hers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lust and rank thoughts, hers, hers; revenges, hers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ambitions, covetings, change of prides, disdain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nice longing, slanders, mutability," & @CRLF & _
                "	All faults that may be named, nay, that hell knows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, hers, in part or all; but rather, all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For even to vice" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are not constant but are changing still" & @CRLF & _
                "	One vice, but of a minute old, for one" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not half so old as that. I'll write against them," & @CRLF & _
                "	Detest them, curse them: yet 'tis greater skill" & @CRLF & _
                "	In a true hate, to pray they have their will:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very devils cannot plague them better." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Britain. A hall in Cymbeline's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter in state, CYMBELINE, QUEEN, CLOTEN," & @CRLF & _
                "	and Lords at one door, and at another," & @CRLF & _
                "	CAIUS LUCIUS and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Now say, what would Augustus Caesar with us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	When Julius Caesar, whose remembrance yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lives in men's eyes and will to ears and tongues" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be theme and hearing ever, was in this Britain" & @CRLF & _
                "	And conquer'd it, Cassibelan, thine uncle,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Famous in Caesar's praises, no whit less" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than in his feats deserving it--for him" & @CRLF & _
                "	And his succession granted Rome a tribute," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yearly three thousand pounds, which by thee lately" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is left untender'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	And, to kill the marvel," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be so ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	There be many Caesars," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere such another Julius. Britain is" & @CRLF & _
                "	A world by itself; and we will nothing pay" & @CRLF & _
                "	For wearing our own noses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	That opportunity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which then they had to take from 's, to resume" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have again. Remember, sir, my liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	The kings your ancestors, together with" & @CRLF & _
                "	The natural bravery of your isle, which stands" & @CRLF & _
                "	As Neptune's park, ribbed and paled in" & @CRLF & _
                "	With rocks unscalable and roaring waters," & @CRLF & _
                "	With sands that will not bear your enemies' boats," & @CRLF & _
                "	But suck them up to the topmast. A kind of conquest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar made here; but made not here his brag" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of 'Came' and 'saw' and 'overcame: ' with shame--" & @CRLF & _
                "	That first that ever touch'd him--he was carried" & @CRLF & _
                "	From off our coast, twice beaten; and his shipping--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor ignorant baubles!-- upon our terrible seas," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like egg-shells moved upon their surges, crack'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	As easily 'gainst our rocks: for joy whereof" & @CRLF & _
                "	The famed Cassibelan, who was once at point--" & @CRLF & _
                "	O giglot fortune!--to master Caesar's sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	Made Lud's town with rejoicing fires bright" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Britons strut with courage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Come, there's no more tribute to be paid: our" & @CRLF & _
                "	kingdom is stronger than it was at that time; and," & @CRLF & _
                "	as I said, there is no moe such Caesars: other of" & @CRLF & _
                "	them may have crook'd noses, but to owe such" & @CRLF & _
                "	straight arms, none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Son, let your mother end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	We have yet many among us can gripe as hard as" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cassibelan: I do not say I am one; but I have a" & @CRLF & _
                "	hand. Why tribute? why should we pay tribute? If" & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar can hide the sun from us with a blanket, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	put the moon in his pocket, we will pay him tribute" & @CRLF & _
                "	for light; else, sir, no more tribute, pray you now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	You must know," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till the injurious Romans did extort" & @CRLF & _
                "	This tribute from us, we were free:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar's ambition," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which swell'd so much that it did almost stretch" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sides o' the world, against all colour here" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did put the yoke upon 's; which to shake off" & @CRLF & _
                "	Becomes a warlike people, whom we reckon" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ourselves to be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|                We do." & @CRLF & _
                "Lords	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Say, then, to Caesar," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our ancestor was that Mulmutius which" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ordain'd our laws, whose use the sword of Caesar" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath too much mangled; whose repair and franchise" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall, by the power we hold, be our good deed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though Rome be therefore angry: Mulmutius made our laws," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who was the first of Britain which did put" & @CRLF & _
                "	His brows within a golden crown and call'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Himself a king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	                  I am sorry, Cymbeline," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I am to pronounce Augustus Caesar--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar, that hath more kings his servants than" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thyself domestic officers--thine enemy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Receive it from me, then: war and confusion" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Caesar's name pronounce I 'gainst thee: look" & @CRLF & _
                "	For fury not to be resisted. Thus defied," & @CRLF & _
                "	I thank thee for myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Thou art welcome, Caius." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy Caesar knighted me; my youth I spent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Much under him; of him I gather'd honour;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he to seek of me again, perforce," & @CRLF & _
                "	Behoves me keep at utterance. I am perfect" & @CRLF & _
                "	That the Pannonians and Dalmatians for" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their liberties are now in arms; a precedent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which not to read would show the Britons cold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So Caesar shall not find them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	Let proof speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	His majesty bids you welcome. Make" & @CRLF & _
                "	pastime with us a day or two, or longer: if" & @CRLF & _
                "	you seek us afterwards in other terms, you" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall find us in our salt-water girdle: if you" & @CRLF & _
                "	beat us out of it, it is yours; if you fall in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the adventure, our crows shall fare the better" & @CRLF & _
                "	for you; and there's an end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	So, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	I know your master's pleasure and he mine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All the remain is 'Welcome!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Another room in the palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PISANIO, with a letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	How? of adultery? Wherefore write you not" & @CRLF & _
                "	What monster's her accuser? Leonatus," & @CRLF & _
                "	O master! what a strange infection" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is fall'n into thy ear! What false Italian," & @CRLF & _
                "	As poisonous-tongued as handed, hath prevail'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	On thy too ready hearing? Disloyal! No:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She's punish'd for her truth, and undergoes," & @CRLF & _
                "	More goddess-like than wife-like, such assaults" & @CRLF & _
                "	As would take in some virtue. O my master!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy mind to her is now as low as were" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy fortunes. How! that I should murder her?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the love and truth and vows which I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have made to thy command? I, her? her blood?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If it be so to do good service, never" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me be counted serviceable. How look I," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I should seem to lack humanity" & @CRLF & _
                "	so much as this fact comes to?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reading]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		'Do't: the letter" & @CRLF & _
                "	that I have sent her, by her own command" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall give thee opportunity.' O damn'd paper!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Black as the ink that's on thee! Senseless bauble," & @CRLF & _
                "	Art thou a feodary for this act, and look'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	So virgin-like without? Lo, here she comes." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am ignorant in what I am commanded." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter IMOGEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	How now, Pisanio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	Madam, here is a letter from my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Who? thy lord? that is my lord, Leonatus!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, learn'd indeed were that astronomer" & @CRLF & _
                "	That knew the stars as I his characters;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He'ld lay the future open. You good gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let what is here contain'd relish of love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my lord's health, of his content, yet not" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we two are asunder; let that grieve him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some griefs are med'cinable; that is one of them," & @CRLF & _
                "	For it doth physic love: of his content," & @CRLF & _
                "	All but in that! Good wax, thy leave. Blest be" & @CRLF & _
                "	You bees that make these locks of counsel! Lovers" & @CRLF & _
                "	And men in dangerous bonds pray not alike:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though forfeiters you cast in prison, yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	You clasp young Cupid's tables. Good news, gods!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Justice, and your father's wrath, should he take me" & @CRLF & _
                "	in his dominion, could not be so cruel to me, as" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, O the dearest of creatures, would even renew me" & @CRLF & _
                "	with your eyes. Take notice that I am in Cambria," & @CRLF & _
                "	at Milford-Haven: what your own love will out of" & @CRLF & _
                "	this advise you, follow. So he wishes you all" & @CRLF & _
                "	happiness, that remains loyal to his vow, and your," & @CRLF & _
                "	increasing in love," & @CRLF & _
                "		        LEONATUS POSTHUMUS.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, for a horse with wings! Hear'st thou, Pisanio?" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is at Milford-Haven: read, and tell me" & @CRLF & _
                "	How far 'tis thither. If one of mean affairs" & @CRLF & _
                "	May plod it in a week, why may not I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Glide thither in a day? Then, true Pisanio,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who long'st, like me, to see thy lord; who long'st,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	let me bate,-but not like me--yet long'st," & @CRLF & _
                "	But in a fainter kind:--O, not like me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For mine's beyond beyond--say, and speak thick;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Love's counsellor should fill the bores of hearing," & @CRLF & _
                "	To the smothering of the sense--how far it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	To this same blessed Milford: and by the way" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me how Wales was made so happy as" & @CRLF & _
                "	To inherit such a haven: but first of all," & @CRLF & _
                "	How we may steal from hence, and for the gap" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we shall make in time, from our hence-going" & @CRLF & _
                "	And our return, to excuse: but first, how get hence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why should excuse be born or e'er begot?" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll talk of that hereafter. Prithee, speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	How many score of miles may we well ride" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twixt hour and hour?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	One score 'twixt sun and sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	Madam, 's enough for you:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		     and too much too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Why, one that rode to's execution, man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Could never go so slow: I have heard of" & @CRLF & _
                "	riding wagers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where horses have been nimbler than the sands" & @CRLF & _
                "	That run i' the clock's behalf. But this is foolery:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go bid my woman feign a sickness; say" & @CRLF & _
                "	She'll home to her father: and provide me presently" & @CRLF & _
                "	A riding-suit, no costlier than would fit" & @CRLF & _
                "	A franklin's housewife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	Madam, you're best consider." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	I see before me, man: nor here, nor here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor what ensues, but have a fog in them," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I cannot look through. Away, I prithee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do as I bid thee: there's no more to say," & @CRLF & _
                "	Accessible is none but Milford way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Wales: a mountainous country with a cave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, from the cave, BELARIUS; GUIDERIUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	and ARVIRAGUS following]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	A goodly day not to keep house, with such" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose roof's as low as ours! Stoop, boys; this gate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Instructs you how to adore the heavens and bows you" & @CRLF & _
                "	To a morning's holy office: the gates of monarchs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are arch'd so high that giants may jet through" & @CRLF & _
                "	And keep their impious turbans on, without" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good morrow to the sun. Hail, thou fair heaven!" & @CRLF & _
                "	We house i' the rock, yet use thee not so hardly" & @CRLF & _
                "	As prouder livers do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	Hail, heaven!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	Hail, heaven!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	Now for our mountain sport: up to yond hill;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your legs are young; I'll tread these flats. Consider," & @CRLF & _
                "	When you above perceive me like a crow," & @CRLF & _
                "	That it is place which lessens and sets off;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you may then revolve what tales I have told you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of courts, of princes, of the tricks in war:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This service is not service, so being done," & @CRLF & _
                "	But being so allow'd: to apprehend thus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Draws us a profit from all things we see;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And often, to our comfort, shall we find" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sharded beetle in a safer hold" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than is the full-wing'd eagle. O, this life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is nobler than attending for a cheque," & @CRLF & _
                "	Richer than doing nothing for a bauble," & @CRLF & _
                "	Prouder than rustling in unpaid-for silk:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such gain the cap of him that makes 'em fine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet keeps his book uncross'd: no life to ours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	Out of your proof you speak: we, poor unfledged," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have never wing'd from view o' the nest, nor know not" & @CRLF & _
                "	What air's from home. Haply this life is best," & @CRLF & _
                "	If quiet life be best; sweeter to you" & @CRLF & _
                "	That have a sharper known; well corresponding" & @CRLF & _
                "	With your stiff age: but unto us it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	A cell of ignorance; travelling a-bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A prison for a debtor, that not dares" & @CRLF & _
                "	To stride a limit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	                  What should we speak of" & @CRLF & _
                "	When we are old as you? when we shall hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rain and wind beat dark December, how," & @CRLF & _
                "	In this our pinching cave, shall we discourse" & @CRLF & _
                "	The freezing hours away? We have seen nothing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We are beastly, subtle as the fox for prey," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like warlike as the wolf for what we eat;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our valour is to chase what flies; our cage" & @CRLF & _
                "	We make a quire, as doth the prison'd bird," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sing our bondage freely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	How you speak!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did you but know the city's usuries" & @CRLF & _
                "	And felt them knowingly; the art o' the court" & @CRLF & _
                "	As hard to leave as keep; whose top to climb" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is certain falling, or so slippery that" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fear's as bad as falling; the toil o' the war," & @CRLF & _
                "	A pain that only seems to seek out danger" & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the name of fame and honour; which dies i'" & @CRLF & _
                "	the search," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hath as oft a slanderous epitaph" & @CRLF & _
                "	As record of fair act; nay, many times," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth ill deserve by doing well; what's worse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must court'sy at the censure:--O boys, this story" & @CRLF & _
                "	The world may read in me: my body's mark'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With Roman swords, and my report was once" & @CRLF & _
                "	First with the best of note: Cymbeline loved me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And when a soldier was the theme, my name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was not far off: then was I as a tree" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose boughs did bend with fruit: but in one night," & @CRLF & _
                "	A storm or robbery, call it what you will," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shook down my mellow hangings, nay, my leaves," & @CRLF & _
                "	And left me bare to weather." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	Uncertain favour!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	My fault being nothing--as I have told you oft--" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that two villains, whose false oaths prevail'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before my perfect honour, swore to Cymbeline" & @CRLF & _
                "	I was confederate with the Romans: so" & @CRLF & _
                "	Follow'd my banishment, and this twenty years" & @CRLF & _
                "	This rock and these demesnes have been my world;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where I have lived at honest freedom, paid" & @CRLF & _
                "	More pious debts to heaven than in all" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fore-end of my time. But up to the mountains!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is not hunters' language: he that strikes" & @CRLF & _
                "	The venison first shall be the lord o' the feast;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To him the other two shall minister;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And we will fear no poison, which attends" & @CRLF & _
                "	In place of greater state. I'll meet you in the valleys." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt GUIDERIUS and ARVIRAGUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How hard it is to hide the sparks of nature!" & @CRLF & _
                "	These boys know little they are sons to the king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor Cymbeline dreams that they are alive." & @CRLF & _
                "	They think they are mine; and though train'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	up thus meanly" & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the cave wherein they bow, their thoughts do hit" & @CRLF & _
                "	The roofs of palaces, and nature prompts them" & @CRLF & _
                "	In simple and low things to prince it much" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beyond the trick of others. This Polydore," & @CRLF & _
                "	The heir of Cymbeline and Britain, who" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king his father call'd Guiderius,--Jove!" & @CRLF & _
                "	When on my three-foot stool I sit and tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	The warlike feats I have done, his spirits fly out" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into my story: say 'Thus, mine enemy fell," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thus I set my foot on 's neck;' even then" & @CRLF & _
                "	The princely blood flows in his cheek, he sweats," & @CRLF & _
                "	Strains his young nerves and puts himself in posture" & @CRLF & _
                "	That acts my words. The younger brother, Cadwal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Once Arviragus, in as like a figure," & @CRLF & _
                "	Strikes life into my speech and shows much more" & @CRLF & _
                "	His own conceiving.--Hark, the game is roused!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O Cymbeline! heaven and my conscience knows" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou didst unjustly banish me: whereon," & @CRLF & _
                "	At three and two years old, I stole these babes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thinking to bar thee of succession, as" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou reft'st me of my lands. Euriphile," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wast their nurse; they took thee for" & @CRLF & _
                "	their mother," & @CRLF & _
                "	And every day do honour to her grave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself, Belarius, that am Morgan call'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	They take for natural father. The game is up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Country near Milford-Haven." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PISANIO and IMOGEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Thou told'st me, when we came from horse, the place" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was near at hand: ne'er long'd my mother so" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see me first, as I have now. Pisanio! man!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is Posthumus? What is in thy mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	That makes thee stare thus? Wherefore breaks that sigh" & @CRLF & _
                "	From the inward of thee? One, but painted thus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would be interpreted a thing perplex'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beyond self-explication: put thyself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into a havior of less fear, ere wildness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Vanquish my staider senses. What's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why tender'st thou that paper to me, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	A look untender? If't be summer news," & @CRLF & _
                "	Smile to't before; if winterly, thou need'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	But keep that countenance still. My husband's hand!" & @CRLF & _
                "	That drug-damn'd Italy hath out-craftied him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he's at some hard point. Speak, man: thy tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	May take off some extremity, which to read" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would be even mortal to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	Please you, read;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you shall find me, wretched man, a thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	The most disdain'd of fortune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	[Reads]  'Thy mistress, Pisanio, hath played the" & @CRLF & _
                "	strumpet in my bed; the testimonies whereof lie" & @CRLF & _
                "	bleeding in me. I speak not out of weak surmises," & @CRLF & _
                "	but from proof as strong as my grief and as certain" & @CRLF & _
                "	as I expect my revenge. That part thou, Pisanio," & @CRLF & _
                "	must act for me, if thy faith be not tainted with" & @CRLF & _
                "	the breach of hers. Let thine own hands take away" & @CRLF & _
                "	her life: I shall give thee opportunity at" & @CRLF & _
                "	Milford-Haven. She hath my letter for the purpose" & @CRLF & _
                "	where, if thou fear to strike and to make me certain" & @CRLF & _
                "	it is done, thou art the pandar to her dishonour and" & @CRLF & _
                "	equally to me disloyal.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	What shall I need to draw my sword? the paper" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath cut her throat already. No, 'tis slander," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose edge is sharper than the sword, whose tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Outvenoms all the worms of Nile, whose breath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rides on the posting winds and doth belie" & @CRLF & _
                "	All corners of the world: kings, queens and states," & @CRLF & _
                "	Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave" & @CRLF & _
                "	This viperous slander enters. What cheer, madam?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	False to his bed! What is it to be false?" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lie in watch there and to think on him?" & @CRLF & _
                "	To weep 'twixt clock and clock? if sleep" & @CRLF & _
                "	charge nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	To break it with a fearful dream of him" & @CRLF & _
                "	And cry myself awake? that's false to's bed, is it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	Alas, good lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	I false! Thy conscience witness: Iachimo," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou didst accuse him of incontinency;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou then look'dst like a villain; now methinks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy favour's good enough. Some jay of Italy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose mother was her painting, hath betray'd him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor I am stale, a garment out of fashion;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for I am richer than to hang by the walls," & @CRLF & _
                "	I must be ripp'd:--to pieces with me!--O," & @CRLF & _
                "	Men's vows are women's traitors! All good seeming," & @CRLF & _
                "	By thy revolt, O husband, shall be thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put on for villany; not born where't grows," & @CRLF & _
                "	But worn a bait for ladies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	Good madam, hear me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	True honest men being heard, like false Aeneas," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were in his time thought false, and Sinon's weeping" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did scandal many a holy tear, took pity" & @CRLF & _
                "	From most true wretchedness: so thou, Posthumus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt lay the leaven on all proper men;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Goodly and gallant shall be false and perjured" & @CRLF & _
                "	From thy great fall. Come, fellow, be thou honest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do thou thy master's bidding: when thou see'st him," & @CRLF & _
                "	A little witness my obedience: look!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I draw the sword myself: take it, and hit" & @CRLF & _
                "	The innocent mansion of my love, my heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fear not; 'tis empty of all things but grief;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy master is not there, who was indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	The riches of it: do his bidding; strike" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou mayst be valiant in a better cause;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But now thou seem'st a coward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	Hence, vile instrument!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt not damn my hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Why, I must die;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if I do not by thy hand, thou art" & @CRLF & _
                "	No servant of thy master's. Against self-slaughter" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a prohibition so divine" & @CRLF & _
                "	That cravens my weak hand. Come, here's my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "	Something's afore't. Soft, soft! we'll no defence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Obedient as the scabbard. What is here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The scriptures of the loyal Leonatus," & @CRLF & _
                "	All turn'd to heresy? Away, away," & @CRLF & _
                "	Corrupters of my faith! you shall no more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be stomachers to my heart. Thus may poor fools" & @CRLF & _
                "	Believe false teachers: though those that" & @CRLF & _
                "	are betray'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do feel the treason sharply, yet the traitor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stands in worse case of woe." & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou, Posthumus, thou that didst set up" & @CRLF & _
                "	My disobedience 'gainst the king my father" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make me put into contempt the suits" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of princely fellows, shalt hereafter find" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is no act of common passage, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	A strain of rareness: and I grieve myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	To think, when thou shalt be disedged by her" & @CRLF & _
                "	That now thou tirest on, how thy memory" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will then be pang'd by me. Prithee, dispatch:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lamb entreats the butcher: where's thy knife?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art too slow to do thy master's bidding," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I desire it too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	O gracious lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since I received command to do this business" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have not slept one wink." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Do't, and to bed then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	I'll wake mine eye-balls blind first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Wherefore then" & @CRLF & _
                "	Didst undertake it? Why hast thou abused" & @CRLF & _
                "	So many miles with a pretence? this place?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine action and thine own? our horses' labour?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The time inviting thee? the perturb'd court," & @CRLF & _
                "	For my being absent? whereunto I never" & @CRLF & _
                "	Purpose return. Why hast thou gone so far," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be unbent when thou hast ta'en thy stand," & @CRLF & _
                "	The elected deer before thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	But to win time" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lose so bad employment; in the which" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have consider'd of a course. Good lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear me with patience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Talk thy tongue weary; speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have heard I am a strumpet; and mine ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therein false struck, can take no greater wound," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor tent to bottom that. But speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	Then, madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	I thought you would not back again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Most like;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bringing me here to kill me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	Not so, neither:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if I were as wise as honest, then" & @CRLF & _
                "	My purpose would prove well. It cannot be" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that my master is abused:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some villain, ay, and singular in his art." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath done you both this cursed injury." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Some Roman courtezan." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	No, on my life." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll give but notice you are dead and send him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some bloody sign of it; for 'tis commanded" & @CRLF & _
                "	I should do so: you shall be miss'd at court," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that will well confirm it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Why good fellow," & @CRLF & _
                "	What shall I do the where? where bide? how live?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or in my life what comfort, when I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dead to my husband?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	If you'll back to the court--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	No court, no father; nor no more ado" & @CRLF & _
                "	With that harsh, noble, simple nothing," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Cloten, whose love-suit hath been to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	As fearful as a siege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	If not at court," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then not in Britain must you bide." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Where then" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath Britain all the sun that shines? Day, night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are they not but in Britain? I' the world's volume" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our Britain seems as of it, but not in 't;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In a great pool a swan's nest: prithee, think" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's livers out of Britain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	I am most glad" & @CRLF & _
                "	You think of other place. The ambassador," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lucius the Roman, comes to Milford-Haven" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow: now, if you could wear a mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dark as your fortune is, and but disguise" & @CRLF & _
                "	That which, to appear itself, must not yet be" & @CRLF & _
                "	But by self-danger, you should tread a course" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pretty and full of view; yea, haply, near" & @CRLF & _
                "	The residence of Posthumus; so nigh at least" & @CRLF & _
                "	That though his actions were not visible, yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Report should render him hourly to your ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	As truly as he moves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	O, for such means!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though peril to my modesty, not death on't," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would adventure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	Well, then, here's the point:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You must forget to be a woman; change" & @CRLF & _
                "	Command into obedience: fear and niceness--" & @CRLF & _
                "	The handmaids of all women, or, more truly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Woman its pretty self--into a waggish courage:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ready in gibes, quick-answer'd, saucy and" & @CRLF & _
                "	As quarrelous as the weasel; nay, you must" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forget that rarest treasure of your cheek," & @CRLF & _
                "	Exposing it--but, O, the harder heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alack, no remedy!--to the greedy touch" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of common-kissing Titan, and forget" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your laboursome and dainty trims, wherein" & @CRLF & _
                "	You made great Juno angry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Nay, be brief" & @CRLF & _
                "	I see into thy end, and am almost" & @CRLF & _
                "	A man already." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	First, make yourself but like one." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fore-thinking this, I have already fit--" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis in my cloak-bag--doublet, hat, hose, all" & @CRLF & _
                "	That answer to them: would you in their serving," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with what imitation you can borrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	From youth of such a season, 'fore noble Lucius" & @CRLF & _
                "	Present yourself, desire his service, tell him" & @CRLF & _
                "	wherein you're happy,--which you'll make him know," & @CRLF & _
                "	If that his head have ear in music,--doubtless" & @CRLF & _
                "	With joy he will embrace you, for he's honourable" & @CRLF & _
                "	And doubling that, most holy. Your means abroad," & @CRLF & _
                "	You have me, rich; and I will never fail" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beginning nor supplyment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Thou art all the comfort" & @CRLF & _
                "	The gods will diet me with. Prithee, away:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's more to be consider'd; but we'll even" & @CRLF & _
                "	All that good time will give us: this attempt" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am soldier to, and will abide it with" & @CRLF & _
                "	A prince's courage. Away, I prithee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	Well, madam, we must take a short farewell," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest, being miss'd, I be suspected of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your carriage from the court. My noble mistress," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is a box; I had it from the queen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What's in't is precious; if you are sick at sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or stomach-qualm'd at land, a dram of this" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will drive away distemper. To some shade," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fit you to your manhood. May the gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	Direct you to the best!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Amen: I thank thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt, severally]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	A room in Cymbeline's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CYMBELINE, QUEEN, CLOTEN, LUCIUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Thus far; and so farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	Thanks, royal sir." & @CRLF & _
                "	My emperor hath wrote, I must from hence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And am right sorry that I must report ye" & @CRLF & _
                "	My master's enemy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	                  Our subjects, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will not endure his yoke; and for ourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	To show less sovereignty than they, must needs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Appear unkinglike." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	                  So, sir: I desire of you" & @CRLF & _
                "	A conduct over-land to Milford-Haven." & @CRLF & _
                "	Madam, all joy befal your grace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	And you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	My lords, you are appointed for that office;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The due of honour in no point omit." & @CRLF & _
                "	So farewell, noble Lucius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	Your hand, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Receive it friendly; but from this time forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	I wear it as your enemy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	Sir, the event" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is yet to name the winner: fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Leave not the worthy Lucius, good my lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till he have cross'd the Severn. Happiness!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt LUCIUS and Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	He goes hence frowning: but it honours us" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we have given him cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	'Tis all the better;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your valiant Britons have their wishes in it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Lucius hath wrote already to the emperor" & @CRLF & _
                "	How it goes here. It fits us therefore ripely" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our chariots and our horsemen be in readiness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The powers that he already hath in Gallia" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will soon be drawn to head, from whence he moves" & @CRLF & _
                "	His war for Britain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	'Tis not sleepy business;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But must be look'd to speedily and strongly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Our expectation that it would be thus" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath made us forward. But, my gentle queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is our daughter? She hath not appear'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before the Roman, nor to us hath tender'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The duty of the day: she looks us like" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thing more made of malice than of duty:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have noted it. Call her before us; for" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have been too slight in sufferance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit an Attendant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	Royal sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since the exile of Posthumus, most retired" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath her life been; the cure whereof, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis time must do. Beseech your majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forbear sharp speeches to her: she's a lady" & @CRLF & _
                "	So tender of rebukes that words are strokes" & @CRLF & _
                "	And strokes death to her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Attendant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Where is she, sir? How" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can her contempt be answer'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Attendant	Please you, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her chambers are all lock'd; and there's no answer" & @CRLF & _
                "	That will be given to the loudest noise we make." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	My lord, when last I went to visit her," & @CRLF & _
                "	She pray'd me to excuse her keeping close," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereto constrain'd by her infirmity," & @CRLF & _
                "	She should that duty leave unpaid to you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which daily she was bound to proffer: this" & @CRLF & _
                "	She wish'd me to make known; but our great court" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made me to blame in memory." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Her doors lock'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not seen of late? Grant, heavens, that which I fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prove false!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	Son, I say, follow the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	That man of hers, Pisanio, her old servant," & @CRLF & _
                "	have not seen these two days." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	Go, look after." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit CLOTEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pisanio, thou that stand'st so for Posthumus!" & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath a drug of mine; I pray his absence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proceed by swallowing that, for he believes" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a thing most precious. But for her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is she gone? Haply, despair hath seized her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, wing'd with fervor of her love, she's flown" & @CRLF & _
                "	To her desired Posthumus: gone she is" & @CRLF & _
                "	To death or to dishonour; and my end" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can make good use of either: she being down," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have the placing of the British crown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter CLOTEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, my son!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	'Tis certain she is fled." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go in and cheer the king: he rages; none" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dare come about him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	[Aside]            All the better: may" & @CRLF & _
                "	This night forestall him of the coming day!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	I love and hate her: for she's fair and royal," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that she hath all courtly parts more exquisite" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than lady, ladies, woman; from every one" & @CRLF & _
                "	The best she hath, and she, of all compounded," & @CRLF & _
                "	Outsells them all; I love her therefore: but" & @CRLF & _
                "	Disdaining me and throwing favours on" & @CRLF & _
                "	The low Posthumus slanders so her judgment" & @CRLF & _
                "	That what's else rare is choked; and in that point" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will conclude to hate her, nay, indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be revenged upon her. For when fools Shall--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PISANIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who is here? What, are you packing, sirrah?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come hither: ah, you precious pander! Villain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is thy lady? In a word; or else" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art straightway with the fiends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	O, good my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Where is thy lady? Or, by Jupiter,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not ask again. Close villain," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll have this secret from thy heart, or rip" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy heart to find it. Is she with Posthumus?" & @CRLF & _
                "	From whose so many weights of baseness cannot" & @CRLF & _
                "	A dram of worth be drawn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	Alas, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	How can she be with him? When was she missed?" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is in Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	                  Where is she, sir? Come nearer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No further halting: satisfy me home" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is become of her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	O, my all-worthy lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	All-worthy villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Discover where thy mistress is at once," & @CRLF & _
                "	At the next word: no more of 'worthy lord!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak, or thy silence on the instant is" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy condemnation and thy death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	Then, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	This paper is the history of my knowledge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Touching her flight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Presenting a letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Let's see't. I will pursue her" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to Augustus' throne." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	[Aside]                 Or this, or perish." & @CRLF & _
                "	She's far enough; and what he learns by this" & @CRLF & _
                "	May prove his travel, not her danger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Hum!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	[Aside]  I'll write to my lord she's dead. O Imogen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Safe mayst thou wander, safe return again!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Sirrah, is this letter true?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	Sir, as I think." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	It is Posthumus' hand; I know't. Sirrah, if thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	wouldst not be a villain, but do me true service," & @CRLF & _
                "	undergo those employments wherein I should have" & @CRLF & _
                "	cause to use thee with a serious industry, that is," & @CRLF & _
                "	what villany soe'er I bid thee do, to perform it" & @CRLF & _
                "	directly and truly, I would think thee an honest" & @CRLF & _
                "	man: thou shouldst neither want my means for thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	relief nor my voice for thy preferment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	Well, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Wilt thou serve me? for since patiently and" & @CRLF & _
                "	constantly thou hast stuck to the bare fortune of" & @CRLF & _
                "	that beggar Posthumus, thou canst not, in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	course of gratitude, but be a diligent follower of" & @CRLF & _
                "	mine: wilt thou serve me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	Sir, I will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Give me thy hand; here's my purse. Hast any of thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	late master's garments in thy possession?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	I have, my lord, at my lodging, the same suit he" & @CRLF & _
                "	wore when he took leave of my lady and mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	The first service thou dost me, fetch that suit" & @CRLF & _
                "	hither: let it be thy lint service; go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	I shall, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Meet thee at Milford-Haven!--I forgot to ask him one" & @CRLF & _
                "	thing; I'll remember't anon:--even there, thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	villain Posthumus, will I kill thee. I would these" & @CRLF & _
                "	garments were come. She said upon a time--the" & @CRLF & _
                "	bitterness of it I now belch from my heart--that she" & @CRLF & _
                "	held the very garment of Posthumus in more respect" & @CRLF & _
                "	than my noble and natural person together with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	adornment of my qualities. With that suit upon my" & @CRLF & _
                "	back, will I ravish her: first kill him, and in her" & @CRLF & _
                "	eyes; there shall she see my valour, which will then" & @CRLF & _
                "	be a torment to her contempt. He on the ground, my" & @CRLF & _
                "	speech of insultment ended on his dead body, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	when my lust hath dined,--which, as I say, to vex" & @CRLF & _
                "	her I will execute in the clothes that she so" & @CRLF & _
                "	praised,--to the court I'll knock her back, foot" & @CRLF & _
                "	her home again. She hath despised me rejoicingly," & @CRLF & _
                "	and I'll be merry in my revenge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter PISANIO, with the clothes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be those the garments?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	Ay, my noble lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	How long is't since she went to Milford-Haven?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	She can scarce be there yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Bring this apparel to my chamber; that is the second" & @CRLF & _
                "	thing that I have commanded thee: the third is," & @CRLF & _
                "	that thou wilt be a voluntary mute to my design. Be" & @CRLF & _
                "	but duteous, and true preferment shall tender itself" & @CRLF & _
                "	to thee. My revenge is now at Milford: would I had" & @CRLF & _
                "	wings to follow it! Come, and be true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	Thou bid'st me to my loss: for true to thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were to prove false, which I will never be," & @CRLF & _
                "	To him that is most true. To Milford go," & @CRLF & _
                "	And find not her whom thou pursuest. Flow, flow," & @CRLF & _
                "	You heavenly blessings, on her! This fool's speed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be cross'd with slowness; labour be his meed!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	Wales. Before the cave of Belarius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter IMOGEN, in boy's clothes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	I see a man's life is a tedious one:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have tired myself, and for two nights together" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have made the ground my bed. I should be sick," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that my resolution helps me. Milford," & @CRLF & _
                "	When from the mountain-top Pisanio show'd thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wast within a ken: O Jove! I think" & @CRLF & _
                "	Foundations fly the wretched; such, I mean," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where they should be relieved. Two beggars told me" & @CRLF & _
                "	I could not miss my way: will poor folks lie," & @CRLF & _
                "	That have afflictions on them, knowing 'tis" & @CRLF & _
                "	A punishment or trial? Yes; no wonder," & @CRLF & _
                "	When rich ones scarce tell true. To lapse in fulness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is sorer than to lie for need, and falsehood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is worse in kings than beggars. My dear lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art one o' the false ones. Now I think on thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	My hunger's gone; but even before, I was" & @CRLF & _
                "	At point to sink for food. But what is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is a path to't: 'tis some savage hold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I were best not to call; I dare not call:" & @CRLF & _
                "	yet famine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere clean it o'erthrow nature, makes it valiant," & @CRLF & _
                "	Plenty and peace breeds cowards: hardness ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of hardiness is mother. Ho! who's here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If any thing that's civil, speak; if savage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Take or lend. Ho! No answer? Then I'll enter." & @CRLF & _
                "	Best draw my sword: and if mine enemy" & @CRLF & _
                "	But fear the sword like me, he'll scarcely look on't." & @CRLF & _
                "	Such a foe, good heavens!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit, to the cave]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BELARIUS, GUIDERIUS, and ARVIRAGUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	You, Polydote, have proved best woodman and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are master of the feast: Cadwal and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will play the cook and servant; 'tis our match:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sweat of industry would dry and die," & @CRLF & _
                "	But for the end it works to. Come; our stomachs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will make what's homely savoury: weariness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can snore upon the flint, when resty sloth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Finds the down pillow hard. Now peace be here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor house, that keep'st thyself!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	I am thoroughly weary." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	I am weak with toil, yet strong in appetite." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	There is cold meat i' the cave; we'll browse on that," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst what we have kill'd be cook'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	[Looking into the cave]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stay; come not in." & @CRLF & _
                "	But that it eats our victuals, I should think" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here were a fairy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	What's the matter, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	By Jupiter, an angel! or, if not," & @CRLF & _
                "	An earthly paragon! Behold divineness" & @CRLF & _
                "	No elder than a boy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter IMOGEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Good masters, harm me not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before I enter'd here, I call'd; and thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have begg'd or bought what I have took:" & @CRLF & _
                "	good troth," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have stol'n nought, nor would not, though I had found" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gold strew'd i' the floor. Here's money for my meat:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would have left it on the board so soon" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I had made my meal, and parted" & @CRLF & _
                "	With prayers for the provider." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	Money, youth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	All gold and silver rather turn to dirt!" & @CRLF & _
                "	As 'tis no better reckon'd, but of those" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who worship dirty gods." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	I see you're angry:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Know, if you kill me for my fault, I should" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have died had I not made it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	Whither bound?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	To Milford-Haven." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	What's your name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Fidele, sir. I have a kinsman who" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is bound for Italy; he embark'd at Milford;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom being going, almost spent with hunger," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am fall'n in this offence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	Prithee, fair youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Think us no churls, nor measure our good minds" & @CRLF & _
                "	By this rude place we live in. Well encounter'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis almost night: you shall have better cheer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere you depart: and thanks to stay and eat it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Boys, bid him welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	Were you a woman, youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should woo hard but be your groom. In honesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	I bid for you as I'd buy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	I'll make't my comfort" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is a man; I'll love him as my brother:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And such a welcome as I'd give to him" & @CRLF & _
                "	After long absence, such is yours: most welcome!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be sprightly, for you fall 'mongst friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	'Mongst friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	If brothers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would it had been so, that they" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had been my father's sons! then had my prize" & @CRLF & _
                "	Been less, and so more equal ballasting" & @CRLF & _
                "	To thee, Posthumus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	He wrings at some distress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	Would I could free't!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	Or I, whate'er it be," & @CRLF & _
                "	What pain it cost, what danger. God's!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	Hark, boys." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Whispering]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Great men," & @CRLF & _
                "	That had a court no bigger than this cave," & @CRLF & _
                "	That did attend themselves and had the virtue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which their own conscience seal'd them--laying by" & @CRLF & _
                "	That nothing-gift of differing multitudes--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could not out-peer these twain. Pardon me, gods!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'd change my sex to be companion with them," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since Leonatus's false." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	It shall be so." & @CRLF & _
                "	Boys, we'll go dress our hunt. Fair youth, come in:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Discourse is heavy, fasting; when we have supp'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll mannerly demand thee of thy story," & @CRLF & _
                "	So far as thou wilt speak it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	Pray, draw near." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	The night to the owl and morn to the lark" & @CRLF & _
                "	less welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Thanks, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	I pray, draw near." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VII	Rome. A public place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two Senators and Tribunes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	This is the tenor of the emperor's writ:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That since the common men are now in action" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Gainst the Pannonians and Dalmatians," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that the legions now in Gallia are" & @CRLF & _
                "	Full weak to undertake our wars against" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fall'n-off Britons, that we do incite" & @CRLF & _
                "	The gentry to this business. He creates" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lucius preconsul: and to you the tribunes," & @CRLF & _
                "	For this immediate levy, he commends" & @CRLF & _
                "	His absolute commission. Long live Caesar!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Tribune	Is Lucius general of the forces?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	Ay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Tribune	Remaining now in Gallia?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	With those legions" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I have spoke of, whereunto your levy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must be supplyant: the words of your commission" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will tie you to the numbers and the time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of their dispatch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Tribune	                  We will discharge our duty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Wales: near the cave of Belarius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLOTEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	I am near to the place where they should meet, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pisanio have mapped it truly. How fit his garments" & @CRLF & _
                "	serve me! Why should his mistress, who was made by" & @CRLF & _
                "	him that made the tailor, not be fit too? the" & @CRLF & _
                "	rather--saving reverence of the word--for 'tis said" & @CRLF & _
                "	a woman's fitness comes by fits. Therein I must" & @CRLF & _
                "	play the workman. I dare speak it to myself--for it" & @CRLF & _
                "	is not vain-glory for a man and his glass to confer" & @CRLF & _
                "	in his own chamber--I mean, the lines of my body are" & @CRLF & _
                "	as well drawn as his; no less young, more strong," & @CRLF & _
                "	not beneath him in fortunes, beyond him in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	advantage of the time, above him in birth, alike" & @CRLF & _
                "	conversant in general services, and more remarkable" & @CRLF & _
                "	in single oppositions: yet this imperceiverant" & @CRLF & _
                "	thing loves him in my despite. What mortality is!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Posthumus, thy head, which now is growing upon thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	shoulders, shall within this hour be off; thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	mistress enforced; thy garments cut to pieces before" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy face: and all this done, spurn her home to her" & @CRLF & _
                "	father; who may haply be a little angry for my so" & @CRLF & _
                "	rough usage; but my mother, having power of his" & @CRLF & _
                "	testiness, shall turn all into my commendations. My" & @CRLF & _
                "	horse is tied up safe: out, sword, and to a sore" & @CRLF & _
                "	purpose! Fortune, put them into my hand! This is" & @CRLF & _
                "	the very description of their meeting-place; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	the fellow dares not deceive me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Before the cave of Belarius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, from the cave, BELARIUS, GUIDERIUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	ARVIRAGUS, and IMOGEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	[To IMOGEN]  You are not well: remain here in the cave;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll come to you after hunting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	[To IMOGEN]	Brother, stay here" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are we not brothers?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	So man and man should be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But clay and clay differs in dignity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose dust is both alike. I am very sick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	Go you to hunting; I'll abide with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	So sick I am not, yet I am not well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But not so citizen a wanton as" & @CRLF & _
                "	To seem to die ere sick: so please you, leave me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stick to your journal course: the breach of custom" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is breach of all. I am ill, but your being by me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot amend me; society is no comfort" & @CRLF & _
                "	To one not sociable: I am not very sick," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since I can reason of it. Pray you, trust me here:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll rob none but myself; and let me die," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stealing so poorly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	I love thee; I have spoke it" & @CRLF & _
                "	How much the quantity, the weight as much," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I do love my father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	What! how! how!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	If it be sin to say so, I yoke me" & @CRLF & _
                "	In my good brother's fault: I know not why" & @CRLF & _
                "	I love this youth; and I have heard you say," & @CRLF & _
                "	Love's reason's without reason: the bier at door," & @CRLF & _
                "	And a demand who is't shall die, I'd say" & @CRLF & _
                "	'My father, not this youth.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	[Aside]	O noble strain!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O worthiness of nature! breed of greatness!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cowards father cowards and base things sire base:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nature hath meal and bran, contempt and grace." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'm not their father; yet who this should be," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth miracle itself, loved before me." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis the ninth hour o' the morn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	Brother, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	I wish ye sport." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	                  You health. So please you, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	[Aside]  These are kind creatures. Gods, what lies" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have heard!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our courtiers say all's savage but at court:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Experience, O, thou disprovest report!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The imperious seas breed monsters, for the dish" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor tributary rivers as sweet fish." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am sick still; heart-sick. Pisanio," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll now taste of thy drug." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Swallows some]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	I could not stir him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He said he was gentle, but unfortunate;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dishonestly afflicted, but yet honest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	Thus did he answer me: yet said, hereafter" & @CRLF & _
                "	I might know more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	To the field, to the field!" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll leave you for this time: go in and rest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	We'll not be long away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	Pray, be not sick," & @CRLF & _
                "	For you must be our housewife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Well or ill," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am bound to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	And shalt be ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit IMOGEN, to the cave]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	This youth, how'er distress'd, appears he hath had" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good ancestors." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	                  How angel-like he sings!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	But his neat cookery! he cut our roots" & @CRLF & _
                "	In characters," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sauced our broths, as Juno had been sick" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he her dieter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	Nobly he yokes" & @CRLF & _
                "	A smiling with a sigh, as if the sigh" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was that it was, for not being such a smile;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The smile mocking the sigh, that it would fly" & @CRLF & _
                "	From so divine a temple, to commix" & @CRLF & _
                "	With winds that sailors rail at." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	I do note" & @CRLF & _
                "	That grief and patience, rooted in him both," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mingle their spurs together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	Grow, patience!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let the stinking elder, grief, untwine" & @CRLF & _
                "	His perishing root with the increasing vine!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	It is great morning. Come, away!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who's there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLOTEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	I cannot find those runagates; that villain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath mock'd me. I am faint." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	'Those runagates!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Means he not us? I partly know him: 'tis" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cloten, the son o' the queen. I fear some ambush." & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw him not these many years, and yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know 'tis he. We are held as outlaws: hence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	He is but one: you and my brother search" & @CRLF & _
                "	What companies are near: pray you, away;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me alone with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt BELARIUS and ARVIRAGUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	                  Soft! What are you" & @CRLF & _
                "	That fly me thus? some villain mountaineers?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have heard of such. What slave art thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	A thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	More slavish did I ne'er than answering" & @CRLF & _
                "	A slave without a knock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Thou art a robber," & @CRLF & _
                "	A law-breaker, a villain: yield thee, thief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	To who? to thee? What art thou? Have not I" & @CRLF & _
                "	An arm as big as thine? a heart as big?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy words, I grant, are bigger, for I wear not" & @CRLF & _
                "	My dagger in my mouth. Say what thou art," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why I should yield to thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Thou villain base," & @CRLF & _
                "	Know'st me not by my clothes?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	No, nor thy tailor, rascal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who is thy grandfather: he made those clothes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, as it seems, make thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Thou precious varlet," & @CRLF & _
                "	My tailor made them not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	Hence, then, and thank" & @CRLF & _
                "	The man that gave them thee. Thou art some fool;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am loath to beat thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Thou injurious thief," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear but my name, and tremble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	What's thy name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Cloten, thou villain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	Cloten, thou double villain, be thy name," & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot tremble at it: were it Toad, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	Adder, Spider," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twould move me sooner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	To thy further fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, to thy mere confusion, thou shalt know" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am son to the queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	I am sorry for 't; not seeming" & @CRLF & _
                "	So worthy as thy birth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Art not afeard?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	Those that I reverence those I fear, the wise:" & @CRLF & _
                "	At fools I laugh, not fear them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOTEN	Die the death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I have slain thee with my proper hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll follow those that even now fled hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	And on the gates of Lud's-town set your heads:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yield, rustic mountaineer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt, fighting]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BELARIUS and ARVIRAGUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	No companies abroad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	None in the world: you did mistake him, sure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	I cannot tell: long is it since I saw him," & @CRLF & _
                "	But time hath nothing blurr'd those lines of favour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which then he wore; the snatches in his voice," & @CRLF & _
                "	And burst of speaking, were as his: I am absolute" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twas very Cloten." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	                  In this place we left them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I wish my brother make good time with him," & @CRLF & _
                "	You say he is so fell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	Being scarce made up," & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean, to man, he had not apprehension" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of roaring terrors; for the effect of judgment" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is oft the cause of fear. But, see, thy brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter GUIDERIUS, with CLOTEN'S head]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	This Cloten was a fool, an empty purse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There was no money in't: not Hercules" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could have knock'd out his brains, for he had none:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet I not doing this, the fool had borne" & @CRLF & _
                "	My head as I do his." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	What hast thou done?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	I am perfect what: cut off one Cloten's head," & @CRLF & _
                "	Son to the queen, after his own report;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who call'd me traitor, mountaineer, and swore" & @CRLF & _
                "	With his own single hand he'ld take us in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Displace our heads where--thank the gods!--they grow," & @CRLF & _
                "	And set them on Lud's-town." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	We are all undone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	Why, worthy father, what have we to lose," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that he swore to take, our lives? The law" & @CRLF & _
                "	Protects not us: then why should we be tender" & @CRLF & _
                "	To let an arrogant piece of flesh threat us," & @CRLF & _
                "	Play judge and executioner all himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	For we do fear the law? What company" & @CRLF & _
                "	Discover you abroad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	No single soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can we set eye on; but in all safe reason" & @CRLF & _
                "	He must have some attendants. Though his humour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was nothing but mutation, ay, and that" & @CRLF & _
                "	From one bad thing to worse; not frenzy, not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Absolute madness could so far have raved" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bring him here alone; although perhaps" & @CRLF & _
                "	It may be heard at court that such as we" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cave here, hunt here, are outlaws, and in time" & @CRLF & _
                "	May make some stronger head; the which he hearing--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As it is like him--might break out, and swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	He'ld fetch us in; yet is't not probable" & @CRLF & _
                "	To come alone, either he so undertaking," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or they so suffering: then on good ground we fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	If we do fear this body hath a tail" & @CRLF & _
                "	More perilous than the head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	Let ordinance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come as the gods foresay it: howsoe'er," & @CRLF & _
                "	My brother hath done well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	I had no mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hunt this day: the boy Fidele's sickness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did make my way long forth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	With his own sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he did wave against my throat, I have ta'en" & @CRLF & _
                "	His head from him: I'll throw't into the creek" & @CRLF & _
                "	Behind our rock; and let it to the sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell the fishes he's the queen's son, Cloten:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That's all I reck." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	I fear 'twill be revenged:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would, Polydote, thou hadst not done't! though valour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Becomes thee well enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	Would I had done't" & @CRLF & _
                "	So the revenge alone pursued me! Polydore," & @CRLF & _
                "	I love thee brotherly, but envy much" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast robb'd me of this deed: I would revenges," & @CRLF & _
                "	That possible strength might meet, would seek us through" & @CRLF & _
                "	And put us to our answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	Well, 'tis done:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll hunt no more to-day, nor seek for danger" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where there's no profit. I prithee, to our rock;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You and Fidele play the cooks: I'll stay" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till hasty Polydote return, and bring him" & @CRLF & _
                "	To dinner presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	Poor sick Fidele!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll weringly to him: to gain his colour" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'ld let a parish of such Clotens' blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	And praise myself for charity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	O thou goddess," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou divine Nature, how thyself thou blazon'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	In these two princely boys! They are as gentle" & @CRLF & _
                "	As zephyrs blowing below the violet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not wagging his sweet head; and yet as rough," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their royal blood enchafed, as the rudest wind," & @CRLF & _
                "	That by the top doth take the mountain pine," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make him stoop to the vale. 'Tis wonder" & @CRLF & _
                "	That an invisible instinct should frame them" & @CRLF & _
                "	To royalty unlearn'd, honour untaught," & @CRLF & _
                "	Civility not seen from other, valour" & @CRLF & _
                "	That wildly grows in them, but yields a crop" & @CRLF & _
                "	As if it had been sow'd. Yet still it's strange" & @CRLF & _
                "	What Cloten's being here to us portends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or what his death will bring us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter GUIDERIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	Where's my brother?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have sent Cloten's clotpoll down the stream," & @CRLF & _
                "	In embassy to his mother: his body's hostage" & @CRLF & _
                "	For his return." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Solemn music]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	                  My ingenious instrument!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark, Polydore, it sounds! But what occasion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath Cadwal now to give it motion? Hark!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	Is he at home?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	                  He went hence even now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	What does he mean? since death of my dear'st mother" & @CRLF & _
                "	it did not speak before. All solemn things" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should answer solemn accidents. The matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Triumphs for nothing and lamenting toys" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is jollity for apes and grief for boys." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is Cadwal mad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	                  Look, here he comes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And brings the dire occasion in his arms" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what we blame him for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter ARVIRAGUS, with IMOGEN, as dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	bearing her in his arms]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	The bird is dead" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we have made so much on. I had rather" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have skipp'd from sixteen years of age to sixty," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have turn'd my leaping-time into a crutch," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than have seen this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	O sweetest, fairest lily!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My brother wears thee not the one half so well" & @CRLF & _
                "	As when thou grew'st thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	O melancholy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who ever yet could sound thy bottom? find" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ooze, to show what coast thy sluggish crare" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might easiliest harbour in? Thou blessed thing!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Jove knows what man thou mightst have made; but I," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou diedst, a most rare boy, of melancholy." & @CRLF & _
                "	How found you him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	Stark, as you see:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus smiling, as some fly hid tickled slumber," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not as death's dart, being laugh'd at; his" & @CRLF & _
                "	right cheek" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reposing on a cushion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	Where?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	O' the floor;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His arms thus leagued: I thought he slept, and put" & @CRLF & _
                "	My clouted brogues from off my feet, whose rudeness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Answer'd my steps too loud." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	Why, he but sleeps:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If he be gone, he'll make his grave a bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With female fairies will his tomb be haunted," & @CRLF & _
                "	And worms will not come to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	With fairest flowers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst summer lasts and I live here, Fidele," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll sweeten thy sad grave: thou shalt not lack" & @CRLF & _
                "	The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose, nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	The azured harebell, like thy veins, no, nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out-sweeten'd not thy breath: the ruddock would," & @CRLF & _
                "	With charitable bill,--O bill, sore-shaming" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those rich-left heirs that let their fathers lie" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without a monument!--bring thee all this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, and furr'd moss besides, when flowers are none," & @CRLF & _
                "	To winter-ground thy corse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	Prithee, have done;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And do not play in wench-like words with that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is so serious. Let us bury him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not protract with admiration what" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is now due debt. To the grave!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	Say, where shall's lay him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	By good Euriphile, our mother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	Be't so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let us, Polydore, though now our voices" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have got the mannish crack, sing him to the ground," & @CRLF & _
                "	As once our mother; use like note and words," & @CRLF & _
                "	Save that Euriphile must be Fidele." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	Cadwal," & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot sing: I'll weep, and word it with thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For notes of sorrow out of tune are worse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than priests and fanes that lie." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	We'll speak it, then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	Great griefs, I see, medicine the less; for Cloten" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is quite forgot. He was a queen's son, boys;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And though he came our enemy, remember" & @CRLF & _
                "	He was paid for that: though mean and" & @CRLF & _
                "	mighty, rotting" & @CRLF & _
                "	Together, have one dust, yet reverence," & @CRLF & _
                "	That angel of the world, doth make distinction" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of place 'tween high and low. Our foe was princely" & @CRLF & _
                "	And though you took his life, as being our foe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet bury him as a prince." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	Pray You, fetch him hither." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thersites' body is as good as Ajax'," & @CRLF & _
                "	When neither are alive." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	If you'll go fetch him," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll say our song the whilst. Brother, begin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BELARIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	Nay, Cadwal, we must lay his head to the east;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father hath a reason for't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	'Tis true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	Come on then, and remove him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	So. Begin." & @CRLF & _
                "	[SONG]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	     Fear no more the heat o' the sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor the furious winter's rages;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou thy worldly task hast done," & @CRLF & _
                "	Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Golden lads and girls all must," & @CRLF & _
                "	As chimney-sweepers, come to dust." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	     Fear no more the frown o' the great;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art past the tyrant's stroke;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Care no more to clothe and eat;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To thee the reed is as the oak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sceptre, learning, physic, must" & @CRLF & _
                "	All follow this, and come to dust." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	     Fear no more the lightning flash," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	        Nor the all-dreaded thunder-stone;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	     Fear not slander, censure rash;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	        Thou hast finish'd joy and moan:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  All lovers young, all lovers must" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	|   Consign to thee, and come to dust." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	     No exorciser harm thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	        Nor no witchcraft charm thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	     Ghost unlaid forbear thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	        Nothing ill come near thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|   Quiet consummation have;" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	|    And renowned be thy grave!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BELARIUS, with the body of CLOTEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	We have done our obsequies: come, lay him down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	Here's a few flowers; but 'bout midnight, more:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The herbs that have on them cold dew o' the night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are strewings fitt'st for graves. Upon their faces." & @CRLF & _
                "	You were as flowers, now wither'd: even so" & @CRLF & _
                "	These herblets shall, which we upon you strew." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come on, away: apart upon our knees." & @CRLF & _
                "	The ground that gave them first has them again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their pleasures here are past, so is their pain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt BELARIUS, GUIDERIUS, and ARVIRAGUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	[Awaking]  Yes, sir, to Milford-Haven; which is" & @CRLF & _
                "	the way?--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I thank you.--By yond bush?--Pray, how far thither?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Ods pittikins! can it be six mile yet?--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have gone all night. 'Faith, I'll lie down and sleep." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, soft! no bedfellow!--O gods and goddesses!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Seeing the body of CLOTEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	These flowers are like the pleasures of the world;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This bloody man, the care on't. I hope I dream;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For so I thought I was a cave-keeper," & @CRLF & _
                "	And cook to honest creatures: but 'tis not so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twas but a bolt of nothing, shot at nothing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which the brain makes of fumes: our very eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are sometimes like our judgments, blind. Good faith," & @CRLF & _
                "	I tremble stiff with fear: but if there be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet left in heaven as small a drop of pity" & @CRLF & _
                "	As a wren's eye, fear'd gods, a part of it!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The dream's here still: even when I wake, it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without me, as within me; not imagined, felt." & @CRLF & _
                "	A headless man! The garments of Posthumus!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know the shape of's leg: this is his hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His foot Mercurial; his Martial thigh;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The brawns of Hercules: but his Jovial face" & @CRLF & _
                "	Murder in heaven?--How!--'Tis gone. Pisanio," & @CRLF & _
                "	All curses madded Hecuba gave the Greeks," & @CRLF & _
                "	And mine to boot, be darted on thee! Thou," & @CRLF & _
                "	Conspired with that irregulous devil, Cloten," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast here cut off my lord. To write and read" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be henceforth treacherous! Damn'd Pisanio" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath with his forged letters,--damn'd Pisanio--" & @CRLF & _
                "	From this most bravest vessel of the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Struck the main-top! O Posthumus! alas," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is thy head? where's that? Ay me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	where's that?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pisanio might have kill'd thee at the heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	And left this head on. How should this be? Pisanio?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis he and Cloten: malice and lucre in them" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have laid this woe here. O, 'tis pregnant, pregnant!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The drug he gave me, which he said was precious" & @CRLF & _
                "	And cordial to me, have I not found it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Murderous to the senses? That confirms it home:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is Pisanio's deed, and Cloten's: O!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give colour to my pale cheek with thy blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we the horrider may seem to those" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which chance to find us: O, my lord, my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Falls on the body]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LUCIUS, a Captain and other Officers," & @CRLF & _
                "	and a Soothsayer]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	To them the legions garrison'd in Gailia," & @CRLF & _
                "	After your will, have cross'd the sea, attending" & @CRLF & _
                "	You here at Milford-Haven with your ships:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are in readiness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	But what from Rome?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	The senate hath stirr'd up the confiners" & @CRLF & _
                "	And gentlemen of Italy, most willing spirits," & @CRLF & _
                "	That promise noble service: and they come" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the conduct of bold Iachimo," & @CRLF & _
                "	Syenna's brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	                  When expect you them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	With the next benefit o' the wind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	This forwardness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes our hopes fair. Command our present numbers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be muster'd; bid the captains look to't. Now, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	What have you dream'd of late of this war's purpose?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	Last night the very gods show'd me a vision--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I fast and pray'd for their intelligence--thus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw Jove's bird, the Roman eagle, wing'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	From the spongy south to this part of the west," & @CRLF & _
                "	There vanish'd in the sunbeams: which portends--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless my sins abuse my divination--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Success to the Roman host." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	Dream often so," & @CRLF & _
                "	And never false. Soft, ho! what trunk is here" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without his top? The ruin speaks that sometime" & @CRLF & _
                "	It was a worthy building. How! a page!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or dead, or sleeping on him? But dead rather;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For nature doth abhor to make his bed" & @CRLF & _
                "	With the defunct, or sleep upon the dead." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's see the boy's face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	He's alive, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	He'll then instruct us of this body. Young one," & @CRLF & _
                "	Inform us of thy fortunes, for it seems" & @CRLF & _
                "	They crave to be demanded. Who is this" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou makest thy bloody pillow? Or who was he" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, otherwise than noble nature did," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath alter'd that good picture? What's thy interest" & @CRLF & _
                "	In this sad wreck? How came it? Who is it?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What art thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	                  I am nothing: or if not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing to be were better. This was my master," & @CRLF & _
                "	A very valiant Briton and a good," & @CRLF & _
                "	That here by mountaineers lies slain. Alas!" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no more such masters: I may wander" & @CRLF & _
                "	From east to occident, cry out for service," & @CRLF & _
                "	Try many, all good, serve truly, never" & @CRLF & _
                "	Find such another master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	'Lack, good youth!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou movest no less with thy complaining than" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy master in bleeding: say his name, good friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Richard du Champ." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I do lie and do" & @CRLF & _
                "	No harm by it, though the gods hear, I hope" & @CRLF & _
                "	They'll pardon it.--Say you, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	Thy name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Fidele, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	Thou dost approve thyself the very same:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy name well fits thy faith, thy faith thy name." & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt take thy chance with me? I will not say" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt be so well master'd, but, be sure," & @CRLF & _
                "	No less beloved. The Roman emperor's letters," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sent by a consul to me, should not sooner" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than thine own worth prefer thee: go with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	I'll follow, sir. But first, an't please the gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll hide my master from the flies, as deep" & @CRLF & _
                "	As these poor pickaxes can dig; and when" & @CRLF & _
                "	With wild wood-leaves and weeds I ha' strew'd his grave," & @CRLF & _
                "	And on it said a century of prayers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such as I can, twice o'er, I'll weep and sigh;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And leaving so his service, follow you," & @CRLF & _
                "	So please you entertain me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	Ay, good youth!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And rather father thee than master thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	My friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	The boy hath taught us manly duties: let us" & @CRLF & _
                "	Find out the prettiest daisied plot we can," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make him with our pikes and partisans" & @CRLF & _
                "	A grave: come, arm him. Boy, he is preferr'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	By thee to us, and he shall be interr'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	As soldiers can. Be cheerful; wipe thine eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some falls are means the happier to arise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A room in Cymbeline's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CYMBELINE, Lords, PISANIO, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Again; and bring me word how 'tis with her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit an Attendant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A fever with the absence of her son," & @CRLF & _
                "	A madness, of which her life's in danger. Heavens," & @CRLF & _
                "	How deeply you at once do touch me! Imogen," & @CRLF & _
                "	The great part of my comfort, gone; my queen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a desperate bed, and in a time" & @CRLF & _
                "	When fearful wars point at me; her son gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	So needful for this present: it strikes me, past" & @CRLF & _
                "	The hope of comfort. But for thee, fellow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who needs must know of her departure and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dost seem so ignorant, we'll enforce it from thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	By a sharp torture." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	Sir, my life is yours;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I humbly set it at your will; but, for my mistress," & @CRLF & _
                "	I nothing know where she remains, why gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor when she purposes return. Beseech your highness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold me your loyal servant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Good my liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	The day that she was missing he was here:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I dare be bound he's true and shall perform" & @CRLF & _
                "	All parts of his subjection loyally. For Cloten," & @CRLF & _
                "	There wants no diligence in seeking him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will, no doubt, be found." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	The time is troublesome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To PISANIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll slip you for a season; but our jealousy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Does yet depend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	                  So please your majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	The Roman legions, all from Gallia drawn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are landed on your coast, with a supply" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Roman gentlemen, by the senate sent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Now for the counsel of my son and queen!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am amazed with matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Good my liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your preparation can affront no less" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than what you hear of: come more, for more" & @CRLF & _
                "	you're ready:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The want is but to put those powers in motion" & @CRLF & _
                "	That long to move." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	                  I thank you. Let's withdraw;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And meet the time as it seeks us. We fear not" & @CRLF & _
                "	What can from Italy annoy us; but" & @CRLF & _
                "	We grieve at chances here. Away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but PISANIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	I heard no letter from my master since" & @CRLF & _
                "	I wrote him Imogen was slain: 'tis strange:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor hear I from my mistress who did promise" & @CRLF & _
                "	To yield me often tidings: neither know I" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is betid to Cloten; but remain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perplex'd in all. The heavens still must work." & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein I am false I am honest; not true, to be true." & @CRLF & _
                "	These present wars shall find I love my country," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to the note o' the king, or I'll fall in them." & @CRLF & _
                "	All other doubts, by time let them be clear'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fortune brings in some boats that are not steer'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Wales: before the cave of Belarius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BELARIUS, GUIDERIUS, and ARVIRAGUS." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	The noise is round about us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	Let us from it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	What pleasure, sir, find we in life, to lock it" & @CRLF & _
                "	From action and adventure?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	Nay, what hope" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have we in hiding us? This way, the Romans" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must or for Britons slay us, or receive us" & @CRLF & _
                "	For barbarous and unnatural revolts" & @CRLF & _
                "	During their use, and slay us after." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	Sons," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll higher to the mountains; there secure us." & @CRLF & _
                "	To the king's party there's no going: newness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Cloten's death--we being not known, not muster'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Among the bands--may drive us to a render" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where we have lived, and so extort from's that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which we have done, whose answer would be death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Drawn on with torture." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	This is, sir, a doubt" & @CRLF & _
                "	In such a time nothing becoming you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor satisfying us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	                  It is not likely" & @CRLF & _
                "	That when they hear the Roman horses neigh," & @CRLF & _
                "	Behold their quarter'd fires, have both their eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ears so cloy'd importantly as now," & @CRLF & _
                "	That they will waste their time upon our note," & @CRLF & _
                "	To know from whence we are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	O, I am known" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of many in the army: many years," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though Cloten then but young, you see, not wore him" & @CRLF & _
                "	From my remembrance. And, besides, the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath not deserved my service nor your loves;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who find in my exile the want of breeding," & @CRLF & _
                "	The certainty of this hard life; aye hopeless" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have the courtesy your cradle promised," & @CRLF & _
                "	But to be still hot summer's tamings and" & @CRLF & _
                "	The shrinking slaves of winter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	Than be so" & @CRLF & _
                "	Better to cease to be. Pray, sir, to the army:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I and my brother are not known; yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	So out of thought, and thereto so o'ergrown," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot be question'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	By this sun that shines," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll thither: what thing is it that I never" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did see man die! scarce ever look'd on blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that of coward hares, hot goats, and venison!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never bestrid a horse, save one that had" & @CRLF & _
                "	A rider like myself, who ne'er wore rowel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor iron on his heel! I am ashamed" & @CRLF & _
                "	To look upon the holy sun, to have" & @CRLF & _
                "	The benefit of his blest beams, remaining" & @CRLF & _
                "	So long a poor unknown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	By heavens, I'll go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you will bless me, sir, and give me leave," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll take the better care, but if you will not," & @CRLF & _
                "	The hazard therefore due fall on me by" & @CRLF & _
                "	The hands of Romans!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	So say I	amen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	No reason I, since of your lives you set" & @CRLF & _
                "	So slight a valuation, should reserve" & @CRLF & _
                "	My crack'd one to more care. Have with you, boys!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If in your country wars you chance to die," & @CRLF & _
                "	That is my bed too, lads, an there I'll lie:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lead, lead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The time seems long; their blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	thinks scorn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till it fly out and show them princes born." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Britain. The Roman camp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter POSTHUMUS, with a bloody handkerchief]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Yea, bloody cloth, I'll keep thee, for I wish'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shouldst be colour'd thus. You married ones," & @CRLF & _
                "	If each of you should take this course, how many" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must murder wives much better than themselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	For wrying but a little! O Pisanio!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Every good servant does not all commands:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No bond but to do just ones. Gods! if you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should have ta'en vengeance on my faults, I never" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had lived to put on this: so had you saved" & @CRLF & _
                "	The noble Imogen to repent, and struck" & @CRLF & _
                "	Me, wretch more worth your vengeance. But, alack," & @CRLF & _
                "	You snatch some hence for little faults; that's love," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have them fall no more: you some permit" & @CRLF & _
                "	To second ills with ills, each elder worse," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make them dread it, to the doers' thrift." & @CRLF & _
                "	But Imogen is your own: do your best wills," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make me blest to obey! I am brought hither" & @CRLF & _
                "	Among the Italian gentry, and to fight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against my lady's kingdom: 'tis enough" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, Britain, I have kill'd thy mistress; peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll give no wound to thee. Therefore, good heavens," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear patiently my purpose: I'll disrobe me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of these Italian weeds and suit myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	As does a Briton peasant: so I'll fight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the part I come with; so I'll die" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thee, O Imogen, even for whom my life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is every breath a death; and thus, unknown," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pitied nor hated, to the face of peril" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself I'll dedicate. Let me make men know" & @CRLF & _
                "	More valour in me than my habits show." & @CRLF & _
                "	Gods, put the strength o' the Leonati in me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To shame the guise o' the world, I will begin" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fashion, less without and more within." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Field of battle between the British and Roman camps." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, from one side, LUCIUS, IACHIMO, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Roman Army: from the other side, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	British Army; POSTHUMUS LEONATUS following," & @CRLF & _
                "	like a poor soldier. They march over and go" & @CRLF & _
                "	out. Then enter again, in skirmish, IACHIMO" & @CRLF & _
                "	and POSTHUMUS LEONATUS he vanquisheth and disarmeth" & @CRLF & _
                "	IACHIMO, and then leaves him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	The heaviness and guilt within my bosom" & @CRLF & _
                "	Takes off my manhood: I have belied a lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	The princess of this country, and the air on't" & @CRLF & _
                "	Revengingly enfeebles me; or could this carl," & @CRLF & _
                "	A very drudge of nature's, have subdued me" & @CRLF & _
                "	In my profession? Knighthoods and honours, borne" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I wear mine, are titles but of scorn." & @CRLF & _
                "	If that thy gentry, Britain, go before" & @CRLF & _
                "	This lout as he exceeds our lords, the odds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is that we scarce are men and you are gods." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The battle continues; the Britons fly; CYMBELINE is" & @CRLF & _
                "	taken: then enter, to his rescue, BELARIUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	GUIDERIUS, and ARVIRAGUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	Stand, stand! We have the advantage of the ground;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lane is guarded: nothing routs us but" & @CRLF & _
                "	The villany of our fears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  Stand, stand, and fight!" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter POSTHUMUS LEONATUS, and seconds the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Britons: they rescue CYMBELINE, and exeunt. Then" & @CRLF & _
                "	re-enter LUCIUS, and IACHIMO, with IMOGEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	Away, boy, from the troops, and save thyself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For friends kill friends, and the disorder's such" & @CRLF & _
                "	As war were hoodwink'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	'Tis their fresh supplies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	It is a day turn'd strangely: or betimes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's reinforce, or fly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Another part of the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter POSTHUMUS LEONATUS and a British Lord]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	Camest thou from where they made the stand?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	I did." & @CRLF & _
                "	Though you, it seems, come from the fliers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	I did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	No blame be to you, sir; for all was lost," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that the heavens fought: the king himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of his wings destitute, the army broken," & @CRLF & _
                "	And but the backs of Britons seen, all flying" & @CRLF & _
                "	Through a straight lane; the enemy full-hearted," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lolling the tongue with slaughtering, having work" & @CRLF & _
                "	More plentiful than tools to do't, struck down" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some mortally, some slightly touch'd, some falling" & @CRLF & _
                "	Merely through fear; that the straight pass was damm'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With dead men hurt behind, and cowards living" & @CRLF & _
                "	To die with lengthen'd shame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	Where was this lane?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Close by the battle, ditch'd, and wall'd with turf;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which gave advantage to an ancient soldier," & @CRLF & _
                "	An honest one, I warrant; who deserved" & @CRLF & _
                "	So long a breeding as his white beard came to," & @CRLF & _
                "	In doing this for's country: athwart the lane," & @CRLF & _
                "	He, with two striplings-lads more like to run" & @CRLF & _
                "	The country base than to commit such slaughter" & @CRLF & _
                "	With faces fit for masks, or rather fairer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than those for preservation cased, or shame--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made good the passage; cried to those that fled," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Our Britain s harts die flying, not our men:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To darkness fleet souls that fly backwards. Stand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or we are Romans and will give you that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like beasts which you shun beastly, and may save," & @CRLF & _
                "	But to look back in frown: stand, stand.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	These three," & @CRLF & _
                "	Three thousand confident, in act as many--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For three performers are the file when all" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rest do nothing--with this word 'Stand, stand,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Accommodated by the place, more charming" & @CRLF & _
                "	With their own nobleness, which could have turn'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	A distaff to a lance, gilded pale looks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Part shame, part spirit renew'd; that some," & @CRLF & _
                "	turn'd coward" & @CRLF & _
                "	But by example--O, a sin in war," & @CRLF & _
                "	Damn'd in the first beginners!--gan to look" & @CRLF & _
                "	The way that they did, and to grin like lions" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the pikes o' the hunters. Then began" & @CRLF & _
                "	A stop i' the chaser, a retire, anon" & @CRLF & _
                "	A rout, confusion thick; forthwith they fly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Chickens, the way which they stoop'd eagles; slaves," & @CRLF & _
                "	The strides they victors made: and now our cowards," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like fragments in hard voyages, became" & @CRLF & _
                "	The life o' the need: having found the backdoor open" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the unguarded hearts, heavens, how they wound!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some slain before; some dying; some their friends" & @CRLF & _
                "	O'er borne i' the former wave: ten, chased by one," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are now each one the slaughter-man of twenty:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those that would die or ere resist are grown" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mortal bugs o' the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	This was strange chance" & @CRLF & _
                "	A narrow lane, an old man, and two boys." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Nay, do not wonder at it: you are made" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rather to wonder at the things you hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than to work any. Will you rhyme upon't," & @CRLF & _
                "	And vent it for a mockery? Here is one:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Two boys, an old man twice a boy, a lane," & @CRLF & _
                "	Preserved the Britons, was the Romans' bane.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	Nay, be not angry, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	'Lack, to what end?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who dares not stand his foe, I'll be his friend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For if he'll do as he is made to do," & @CRLF & _
                "	I know he'll quickly fly my friendship too." & @CRLF & _
                "	You have put me into rhyme." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	Farewell; you're angry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Still going?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Lord]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is a lord! O noble misery," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be i' the field, and ask 'what news?' of me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-day how many would have given their honours" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have saved their carcasses! took heel to do't," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet died too! I, in mine own woe charm'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Could not find death where I did hear him groan," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor feel him where he struck: being an ugly monster," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis strange he hides him in fresh cups, soft beds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet words; or hath more ministers than we" & @CRLF & _
                "	That draw his knives i' the war. Well, I will find him" & @CRLF & _
                "	For being now a favourer to the Briton," & @CRLF & _
                "	No more a Briton, I have resumed again" & @CRLF & _
                "	The part I came in: fight I will no more," & @CRLF & _
                "	But yield me to the veriest hind that shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Once touch my shoulder. Great the slaughter is" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here made by the Roman; great the answer be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Britons must take. For me, my ransom's death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	On either side I come to spend my breath;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which neither here I'll keep nor bear again," & @CRLF & _
                "	But end it by some means for Imogen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two British Captains and Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Captain	Great Jupiter be praised! Lucius is taken." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis thought the old man and his sons were angels." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Captain	There was a fourth man, in a silly habit," & @CRLF & _
                "	That gave the affront with them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Captain	So 'tis reported:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But none of 'em can be found. Stand! who's there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	A Roman," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who had not now been drooping here, if seconds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had answer'd him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Captain	                  Lay hands on him; a dog!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A leg of Rome shall not return to tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	What crows have peck'd them here. He brags" & @CRLF & _
                "	his service" & @CRLF & _
                "	As if he were of note: bring him to the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CYMBELINE, BELARIUS, GUIDERIUS, ARVIRAGUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	PISANIO, Soldiers, Attendants, and Roman Captives." & @CRLF & _
                "	The Captains present POSTHUMUS LEONATUS to" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE, who delivers him over to a Gaoler:" & @CRLF & _
                "	then exeunt omnes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	A British prison." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter POSTHUMUS LEONATUS and two Gaolers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gaoler	You shall not now be stol'n, you have locks upon you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So graze as you find pasture." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gaoler	Ay, or a stomach." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Gaolers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Most welcome, bondage! for thou art away," & @CRLF & _
                "	think, to liberty: yet am I better" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than one that's sick o' the gout; since he had rather" & @CRLF & _
                "	Groan so in perpetuity than be cured" & @CRLF & _
                "	By the sure physician, death, who is the key" & @CRLF & _
                "	To unbar these locks. My conscience, thou art fetter'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than my shanks and wrists: you good gods, give me" & @CRLF & _
                "	The penitent instrument to pick that bolt," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, free for ever! Is't enough I am sorry?" & @CRLF & _
                "	So children temporal fathers do appease;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gods are more full of mercy. Must I repent?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot do it better than in gyves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Desired more than constrain'd: to satisfy," & @CRLF & _
                "	If of my freedom 'tis the main part, take" & @CRLF & _
                "	No stricter render of me than my all." & @CRLF & _
                "	I know you are more clement than vile men," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who of their broken debtors take a third," & @CRLF & _
                "	A sixth, a tenth, letting them thrive again" & @CRLF & _
                "	On their abatement: that's not my desire:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Imogen's dear life take mine; and though" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not so dear, yet 'tis a life; you coin'd it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tween man and man they weigh not every stamp;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though light, take pieces for the figure's sake:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You rather mine, being yours: and so, great powers," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you will take this audit, take this life," & @CRLF & _
                "	And cancel these cold bonds. O Imogen!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll speak to thee in silence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sleeps]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Solemn music. Enter, as in an apparition," & @CRLF & _
                "	SICILIUS LEONATUS, father to Posthumus Leonatus," & @CRLF & _
                "	an old man, attired like a warrior; leading in" & @CRLF & _
                "	his hand an ancient matron, his wife, and mother" & @CRLF & _
                "	to Posthumus Leonatus, with music before them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	then, after other music, follow the two young" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leonati, brothers to Posthumus Leonatus, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	wounds as they died in the wars. They circle" & @CRLF & _
                "	Posthumus Leonatus round, as he lies sleeping]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sicilius Leonatus	No more, thou thunder-master, show" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy spite on mortal flies:" & @CRLF & _
                "	With Mars fall out, with Juno chide," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thy adulteries" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rates and revenges." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath my poor boy done aught but well," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose face I never saw?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I died whilst in the womb he stay'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attending nature's law:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose father then, as men report" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou orphans' father art," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shouldst have been, and shielded him" & @CRLF & _
                "	From this earth-vexing smart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Mother	Lucina lent not me her aid," & @CRLF & _
                "	But took me in my throes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That from me was Posthumus ript," & @CRLF & _
                "	Came crying 'mongst his foes," & @CRLF & _
                "	A thing of pity!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sicilius Leonatus	Great nature, like his ancestry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Moulded the stuff so fair," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he deserved the praise o' the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	As great Sicilius' heir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Brother	When once he was mature for man," & @CRLF & _
                "	In Britain where was he" & @CRLF & _
                "	That could stand up his parallel;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or fruitful object be" & @CRLF & _
                "	In eye of Imogen, that best" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could deem his dignity?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Mother	With marriage wherefore was he mock'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be exiled, and thrown" & @CRLF & _
                "	From Leonati seat, and cast" & @CRLF & _
                "	From her his dearest one," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet Imogen?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sicilius Leonatus	Why did you suffer Iachimo," & @CRLF & _
                "	Slight thing of Italy," & @CRLF & _
                "	To taint his nobler heart and brain" & @CRLF & _
                "	With needless jealosy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to become the geck and scorn" & @CRLF & _
                "	O' th' other's villany?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Brother	For this from stiller seats we came," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our parents and us twain," & @CRLF & _
                "	That striking in our country's cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fell bravely and were slain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our fealty and Tenantius' right" & @CRLF & _
                "	With honour to maintain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Brother	Like hardiment Posthumus hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Cymbeline perform'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, Jupiter, thou king of gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why hast thou thus adjourn'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The graces for his merits due," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being all to dolours turn'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sicilius Leonatus	Thy crystal window ope; look out;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No longer exercise" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a valiant race thy harsh" & @CRLF & _
                "	And potent injuries." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Mother	Since, Jupiter, our son is good," & @CRLF & _
                "	Take off his miseries." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sicilius Leonatus	Peep through thy marble mansion; help;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or we poor ghosts will cry" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the shining synod of the rest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against thy deity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Brother	|   Help, Jupiter; or we appeal," & @CRLF & _
                "	|   And from thy justice fly." & @CRLF & _
                "Second Brother	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Jupiter descends in thunder and lightning, sitting" & @CRLF & _
                "	upon an eagle: he throws a thunderbolt. The" & @CRLF & _
                "	Apparitions fall on their knees]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Jupiter	No more, you petty spirits of region low," & @CRLF & _
                "	Offend our hearing; hush! How dare you ghosts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Accuse the thunderer, whose bolt, you know," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sky-planted batters all rebelling coasts?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor shadows of Elysium, hence, and rest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon your never-withering banks of flowers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not with mortal accidents opprest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No care of yours it is; you know 'tis ours." & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom best I love I cross; to make my gift," & @CRLF & _
                "	The more delay'd, delighted. Be content;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your low-laid son our godhead will uplift:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His comforts thrive, his trials well are spent." & @CRLF & _
                "	Our Jovial star reign'd at his birth, and in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our temple was he married. Rise, and fade." & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall be lord of lady Imogen," & @CRLF & _
                "	And happier much by his affliction made." & @CRLF & _
                "	This tablet lay upon his breast, wherein" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our pleasure his full fortune doth confine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	and so, away: no further with your din" & @CRLF & _
                "	Express impatience, lest you stir up mine." & @CRLF & _
                "	Mount, eagle, to my palace crystalline." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Ascends]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sicilius Leonatus	He came in thunder; his celestial breath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was sulphurous to smell: the holy eagle" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stoop'd as to foot us: his ascension is" & @CRLF & _
                "	More sweet than our blest fields: his royal bird" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prunes the immortal wing and cloys his beak," & @CRLF & _
                "	As when his god is pleased." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Thanks, Jupiter!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sicilius Leonatus	The marble pavement closes, he is enter'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	His radiant root. Away! and, to be blest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us with care perform his great behest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Apparitions vanish]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Posthumus Leonatus	[Waking]  Sleep, thou hast been a grandsire, and begot" & @CRLF & _
                "	A father to me; and thou hast created" & @CRLF & _
                "	A mother and two brothers: but, O scorn!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gone! they went hence so soon as they were born:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so I am awake. Poor wretches that depend" & @CRLF & _
                "	On greatness' favour dream as I have done," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wake and find nothing. But, alas, I swerve:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Many dream not to find, neither deserve," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet are steep'd in favours: so am I," & @CRLF & _
                "	That have this golden chance and know not why." & @CRLF & _
                "	What fairies haunt this ground? A book? O rare one!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not, as is our fangled world, a garment" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nobler than that it covers: let thy effects" & @CRLF & _
                "	So follow, to be most unlike our courtiers," & @CRLF & _
                "	As good as promise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'When as a lion's whelp shall, to himself unknown," & @CRLF & _
                "	without seeking find, and be embraced by a piece of" & @CRLF & _
                "	tender air; and when from a stately cedar shall be" & @CRLF & _
                "	lopped branches, which, being dead many years," & @CRLF & _
                "	shall after revive, be jointed to the old stock and" & @CRLF & _
                "	freshly grow; then shall Posthumus end his miseries," & @CRLF & _
                "	Britain be fortunate and flourish in peace and plenty.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis still a dream, or else such stuff as madmen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tongue and brain not; either both or nothing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or senseless speaking or a speaking such" & @CRLF & _
                "	As sense cannot untie. Be what it is," & @CRLF & _
                "	The action of my life is like it, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll keep, if but for sympathy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter First Gaoler]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gaoler	Come, sir, are you ready for death?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Over-roasted rather; ready long ago." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gaoler	Hanging is the word, sir: if" & @CRLF & _
                "	you be ready for that, you are well cooked." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	So, if I prove a good repast to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	spectators, the dish pays the shot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gaoler	A heavy reckoning for you, sir. But the comfort is," & @CRLF & _
                "	you shall be called to no more payments, fear no" & @CRLF & _
                "	more tavern-bills; which are often the sadness of" & @CRLF & _
                "	parting, as the procuring of mirth: you come in" & @CRLF & _
                "	flint for want of meat, depart reeling with too" & @CRLF & _
                "	much drink; sorry that you have paid too much, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	sorry that you are paid too much; purse and brain" & @CRLF & _
                "	both empty; the brain the heavier for being too" & @CRLF & _
                "	light, the purse too light, being drawn of" & @CRLF & _
                "	heaviness: of this contradiction you shall now be" & @CRLF & _
                "	quit. O, the charity of a penny cord! It sums up" & @CRLF & _
                "	thousands in a trice: you have no true debitor and" & @CRLF & _
                "	creditor but it; of what's past, is, and to come," & @CRLF & _
                "	the discharge: your neck, sir, is pen, book and" & @CRLF & _
                "	counters; so the acquittance follows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	I am merrier to die than thou art to live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gaoler	Indeed, sir, he that sleeps feels not the" & @CRLF & _
                "	tooth-ache: but a man that were to sleep your" & @CRLF & _
                "	sleep, and a hangman to help him to bed, I think he" & @CRLF & _
                "	would change places with his officer; for, look you," & @CRLF & _
                "	sir, you know not which way you shall go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Yes, indeed do I, fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gaoler	Your death has eyes in 's head then; I have not seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	him so pictured: you must either be directed by" & @CRLF & _
                "	some that take upon them to know, or do take upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	yourself that which I am sure you do not know, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	jump the after inquiry on your own peril: and how" & @CRLF & _
                "	you shall speed in your journey's end, I think you'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	never return to tell one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	I tell thee, fellow, there are none want eyes to" & @CRLF & _
                "	direct them the way I am going, but such as wink and" & @CRLF & _
                "	will not use them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gaoler	What an infinite mock is this, that a man should" & @CRLF & _
                "	have the best use of eyes to see the way of" & @CRLF & _
                "	blindness! I am sure hanging's the way of winking." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Knock off his manacles; bring your prisoner to the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Thou bring'st good news; I am called to be made free." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gaoler	I'll be hang'd then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Thou shalt be then freer than a gaoler; no bolts for the dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt POSTHUMUS LEONATUS and Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gaoler	Unless a man would marry a gallows and beget young" & @CRLF & _
                "	gibbets, I never saw one so prone. Yet, on my" & @CRLF & _
                "	conscience, there are verier knaves desire to live," & @CRLF & _
                "	for all he be a Roman: and there be some of them" & @CRLF & _
                "	too that die against their wills; so should I, if I" & @CRLF & _
                "	were one. I would we were all of one mind, and one" & @CRLF & _
                "	mind good; O, there were desolation of gaolers and" & @CRLF & _
                "	gallowses! I speak against my present profit, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	my wish hath a preferment in 't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	CYMBELINE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Cymbeline's tent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CYMBELINE, BELARIUS, GUIDERIUS, ARVIRAGUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	PISANIO, Lords, Officers, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Stand by my side, you whom the gods have made" & @CRLF & _
                "	Preservers of my throne. Woe is my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	That the poor soldier that so richly fought," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose rags shamed gilded arms, whose naked breast" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stepp'd before larges of proof, cannot be found:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall be happy that can find him, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our grace can make him so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	I never saw" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such noble fury in so poor a thing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such precious deeds in one that promises nought" & @CRLF & _
                "	But beggary and poor looks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	No tidings of him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	He hath been search'd among the dead and living," & @CRLF & _
                "	But no trace of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	To my grief, I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	The heir of his reward;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To BELARIUS, GUIDERIUS, and ARVIRAGUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		    which I will add" & @CRLF & _
                "	To you, the liver, heart and brain of Britain," & @CRLF & _
                "	By whom I grant she lives. 'Tis now the time" & @CRLF & _
                "	To ask of whence you are. Report it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	Sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	In Cambria are we born, and gentlemen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Further to boast were neither true nor modest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless I add, we are honest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Bow your knees." & @CRLF & _
                "	Arise my knights o' the battle: I create you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Companions to our person and will fit you" & @CRLF & _
                "	With dignities becoming your estates." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CORNELIUS and Ladies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's business in these faces. Why so sadly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Greet you our victory? you look like Romans," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not o' the court of Britain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNELIUS	Hail, great king!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To sour your happiness, I must report" & @CRLF & _
                "	The queen is dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Who worse than a physician" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would this report become? But I consider," & @CRLF & _
                "	By medicine life may be prolong'd, yet death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will seize the doctor too. How ended she?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNELIUS	With horror, madly dying, like her life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, being cruel to the world, concluded" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most cruel to herself. What she confess'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will report, so please you: these her women" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can trip me, if I err; who with wet cheeks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were present when she finish'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Prithee, say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNELIUS	First, she confess'd she never loved you, only" & @CRLF & _
                "	Affected greatness got by you, not you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Married your royalty, was wife to your place;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Abhorr'd your person." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	She alone knew this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, but she spoke it dying, I would not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Believe her lips in opening it. Proceed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNELIUS	Your daughter, whom she bore in hand to love" & @CRLF & _
                "	With such integrity, she did confess" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was as a scorpion to her sight; whose life," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that her flight prevented it, she had" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ta'en off by poison." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	O most delicate fiend!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who is 't can read a woman? Is there more?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNELIUS	More, sir, and worse. She did confess she had" & @CRLF & _
                "	For you a mortal mineral; which, being took," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should by the minute feed on life and lingering" & @CRLF & _
                "	By inches waste you: in which time she purposed," & @CRLF & _
                "	By watching, weeping, tendance, kissing, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	O'ercome you with her show, and in time," & @CRLF & _
                "	When she had fitted you with her craft, to work" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her son into the adoption of the crown:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, failing of her end by his strange absence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grew shameless-desperate; open'd, in despite" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of heaven and men, her purposes; repented" & @CRLF & _
                "	The evils she hatch'd were not effected; so" & @CRLF & _
                "	Despairing died." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	                  Heard you all this, her women?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lady	We did, so please your highness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Mine eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were not in fault, for she was beautiful;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine ears, that heard her flattery; nor my heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thought her like her seeming; it had" & @CRLF & _
                "	been vicious" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have mistrusted her: yet, O my daughter!" & @CRLF & _
                "	That it was folly in me, thou mayst say," & @CRLF & _
                "	And prove it in thy feeling. Heaven mend all!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LUCIUS, IACHIMO, the Soothsayer, and other" & @CRLF & _
                "	Roman Prisoners, guarded; POSTHUMUS LEONATUS" & @CRLF & _
                "	behind, and IMOGEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou comest not, Caius, now for tribute that" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Britons have razed out, though with the loss" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of many a bold one; whose kinsmen have made suit" & @CRLF & _
                "	That their good souls may be appeased with slaughter" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of you their captives, which ourself have granted:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So think of your estate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	Consider, sir, the chance of war: the day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was yours by accident; had it gone with us," & @CRLF & _
                "	We should not, when the blood was cool," & @CRLF & _
                "	have threaten'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our prisoners with the sword. But since the gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will have it thus, that nothing but our lives" & @CRLF & _
                "	May be call'd ransom, let it come: sufficeth" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Roman with a Roman's heart can suffer:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Augustus lives to think on't: and so much" & @CRLF & _
                "	For my peculiar care. This one thing only" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will entreat; my boy, a Briton born," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him be ransom'd: never master had" & @CRLF & _
                "	A page so kind, so duteous, diligent," & @CRLF & _
                "	So tender over his occasions, true," & @CRLF & _
                "	So feat, so nurse-like: let his virtue join" & @CRLF & _
                "	With my request, which I make bold your highness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot deny; he hath done no Briton harm," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though he have served a Roman: save him, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	And spare no blood beside." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	I have surely seen him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His favour is familiar to me. Boy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast look'd thyself into my grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	And art mine own. I know not why, wherefore," & @CRLF & _
                "	To say 'live, boy:' ne'er thank thy master; live:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ask of Cymbeline what boon thou wilt," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fitting my bounty and thy state, I'll give it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, though thou do demand a prisoner," & @CRLF & _
                "	The noblest ta'en." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	                  I humbly thank your highness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	I do not bid thee beg my life, good lad;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet I know thou wilt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	No, no: alack," & @CRLF & _
                "	There's other work in hand: I see a thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bitter to me as death: your life, good master," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must shuffle for itself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	The boy disdains me," & @CRLF & _
                "	He leaves me, scorns me: briefly die their joys" & @CRLF & _
                "	That place them on the truth of girls and boys." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why stands he so perplex'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	What wouldst thou, boy?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I love thee more and more: think more and more" & @CRLF & _
                "	What's best to ask. Know'st him thou look'st on? speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt have him live? Is he thy kin? thy friend?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	He is a Roman; no more kin to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than I to your highness; who, being born your vassal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Am something nearer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Wherefore eyest him so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	I'll tell you, sir, in private, if you please" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give me hearing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Ay, with all my heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	And lend my best attention. What's thy name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Fidele, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	                  Thou'rt my good youth, my page;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll be thy master: walk with me; speak freely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[CYMBELINE and IMOGEN converse apart]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	Is not this boy revived from death?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	One sand another" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not more resembles that sweet rosy lad" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who died, and was Fidele. What think you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	The same dead thing alive." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	Peace, peace! see further; he eyes us not; forbear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Creatures may be alike: were 't he, I am sure" & @CRLF & _
                "	He would have spoke to us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	But we saw him dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	Be silent; let's see further." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	[Aside]	It is my mistress:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since she is living, let the time run on" & @CRLF & _
                "	To good or bad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[CYMBELINE and IMOGEN come forward]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	                  Come, stand thou by our side;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make thy demand aloud." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To IACHIMO]" & @CRLF & _
                "		  Sir, step you forth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give answer to this boy, and do it freely;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, by our greatness and the grace of it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is our honour, bitter torture shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Winnow the truth from falsehood. On, speak to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	My boon is, that this gentleman may render" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of whom he had this ring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	[Aside]                 What's that to him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	That diamond upon your finger, say" & @CRLF & _
                "	How came it yours?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Thou'lt torture me to leave unspoken that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, to be spoke, would torture thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	How! me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	I am glad to be constrain'd to utter that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which torments me to conceal. By villany" & @CRLF & _
                "	I got this ring: 'twas Leonatus' jewel;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom thou didst banish; and--which more may" & @CRLF & _
                "	grieve thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	As it doth me--a nobler sir ne'er lived" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twixt sky and ground. Wilt thou hear more, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	All that belongs to this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	That paragon, thy daughter,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For whom my heart drops blood, and my false spirits" & @CRLF & _
                "	Quail to remember--Give me leave; I faint." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	My daughter! what of her? Renew thy strength:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had rather thou shouldst live while nature will" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than die ere I hear more: strive, man, and speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Upon a time,--unhappy was the clock" & @CRLF & _
                "	That struck the hour!--it was in Rome,--accursed" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mansion where!--'twas at a feast,--O, would" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our viands had been poison'd, or at least" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those which I heaved to head!--the good Posthumus--" & @CRLF & _
                "	What should I say? he was too good to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where ill men were; and was the best of all" & @CRLF & _
                "	Amongst the rarest of good ones,--sitting sadly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hearing us praise our loves of Italy" & @CRLF & _
                "	For beauty that made barren the swell'd boast" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of him that best could speak, for feature, laming" & @CRLF & _
                "	The shrine of Venus, or straight-pight Minerva." & @CRLF & _
                "	Postures beyond brief nature, for condition," & @CRLF & _
                "	A shop of all the qualities that man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Loves woman for, besides that hook of wiving," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fairness which strikes the eye--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	I stand on fire:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come to the matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	All too soon I shall," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless thou wouldst grieve quickly. This Posthumus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most like a noble lord in love and one" & @CRLF & _
                "	That had a royal lover, took his hint;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, not dispraising whom we praised,--therein" & @CRLF & _
                "	He was as calm as virtue--he began" & @CRLF & _
                "	His mistress' picture; which by his tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	being made," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then a mind put in't, either our brags" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were crack'd of kitchen-trolls, or his description" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proved us unspeaking sots." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Nay, nay, to the purpose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	Your daughter's chastity--there it begins." & @CRLF & _
                "	He spake of her, as Dian had hot dreams," & @CRLF & _
                "	And she alone were cold: whereat I, wretch," & @CRLF & _
                "	Made scruple of his praise; and wager'd with him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pieces of gold 'gainst this which then he wore" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon his honour'd finger, to attain" & @CRLF & _
                "	In suit the place of's bed and win this ring" & @CRLF & _
                "	By hers and mine adultery. He, true knight," & @CRLF & _
                "	No lesser of her honour confident" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than I did truly find her, stakes this ring;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And would so, had it been a carbuncle" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Phoebus' wheel, and might so safely, had it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Been all the worth of's car. Away to Britain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Post I in this design: well may you, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Remember me at court; where I was taught" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of your chaste daughter the wide difference" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twixt amorous and villanous. Being thus quench'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of hope, not longing, mine Italian brain" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Gan in your duller Britain operate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most vilely; for my vantage, excellent:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, to be brief, my practise so prevail'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I return'd with simular proof enough" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make the noble Leonatus mad," & @CRLF & _
                "	By wounding his belief in her renown" & @CRLF & _
                "	With tokens thus, and thus; averting notes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of chamber-hanging, pictures, this her bracelet,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	O cunning, how I got it!--nay, some marks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of secret on her person, that he could not" & @CRLF & _
                "	But think her bond of chastity quite crack'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	I having ta'en the forfeit. Whereupon--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks, I see him now--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	[Advancing]             Ay, so thou dost," & @CRLF & _
                "	Italian fiend! Ay me, most credulous fool," & @CRLF & _
                "	Egregious murderer, thief, any thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	That's due to all the villains past, in being," & @CRLF & _
                "	To come! O, give me cord, or knife, or poison," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some upright justicer! Thou, king, send out" & @CRLF & _
                "	For torturers ingenious: it is I" & @CRLF & _
                "	That all the abhorred things o' the earth amend" & @CRLF & _
                "	By being worse than they. I am Posthumus," & @CRLF & _
                "	That kill'd thy daughter:--villain-like, I lie--" & @CRLF & _
                "	That caused a lesser villain than myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	A sacrilegious thief, to do't: the temple" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of virtue was she; yea, and she herself." & @CRLF & _
                "	Spit, and throw stones, cast mire upon me, set" & @CRLF & _
                "	The dogs o' the street to bay me: every villain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be call'd Posthumus Leonitus; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be villany less than 'twas! O Imogen!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My queen, my life, my wife! O Imogen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Imogen, Imogen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	                  Peace, my lord; hear, hear--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Shall's have a play of this? Thou scornful page," & @CRLF & _
                "	There lie thy part." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Striking her: she falls]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	O, gentlemen, help!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine and your mistress! O, my lord Posthumus!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You ne'er kill'd Imogen til now. Help, help!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine honour'd lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Does the world go round?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	How come these staggers on me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	Wake, my mistress!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	If this be so, the gods do mean to strike me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To death with mortal joy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	How fares thy mistress?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	O, get thee from my sight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou gavest me poison: dangerous fellow, hence!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Breathe not where princes are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	The tune of Imogen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	Lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	The gods throw stones of sulphur on me, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	That box I gave you was not thought by me" & @CRLF & _
                "	A precious thing: I had it from the queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	New matter still?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	                  It poison'd me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNELIUS	O gods!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I left out one thing which the queen confess'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Which must approve thee honest: 'If Pisanio" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have,' said she, 'given his mistress that confection" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I gave him for cordial, she is served" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I would serve a rat.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	What's this, Comelius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNELIUS	The queen, sir, very oft importuned me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To temper poisons for her, still pretending" & @CRLF & _
                "	The satisfaction of her knowledge only" & @CRLF & _
                "	In killing creatures vile, as cats and dogs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of no esteem: I, dreading that her purpose" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was of more danger, did compound for her" & @CRLF & _
                "	A certain stuff, which, being ta'en, would cease" & @CRLF & _
                "	The present power of life, but in short time" & @CRLF & _
                "	All offices of nature should again" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do their due functions. Have you ta'en of it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Most like I did, for I was dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	My boys," & @CRLF & _
                "	There was our error." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	This is, sure, Fidele." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	Why did you throw your wedded lady from you?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think that you are upon a rock; and now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Throw me again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Embracing him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Hang there like a fruit, my soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till the tree die!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	                  How now, my flesh, my child!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, makest thou me a dullard in this act?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt thou not speak to me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	[Kneeling]               Your blessing, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	[To GUIDERIUS and ARVIRAGUS]  Though you did love" & @CRLF & _
                "	this youth, I blame ye not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You had a motive for't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	My tears that fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prove holy water on thee! Imogen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy mother's dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	I am sorry for't, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	O, she was nought; and long of her it was" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we meet here so strangely: but her son" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is gone, we know not how nor where." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISANIO	My lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now fear is from me, I'll speak troth. Lord Cloten," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my lady's missing, came to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	With his sword drawn; foam'd at the mouth, and swore," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I discover'd not which way she was gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	It was my instant death. By accident," & @CRLF & _
                "	had a feigned letter of my master's" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then in my pocket; which directed him" & @CRLF & _
                "	To seek her on the mountains near to Milford;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where, in a frenzy, in my master's garments," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he enforced from me, away he posts" & @CRLF & _
                "	With unchaste purpose and with oath to violate" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lady's honour: what became of him" & @CRLF & _
                "	I further know not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	Let me end the story:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I slew him there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Marry, the gods forfend!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not thy good deeds should from my lips" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pluck a bard sentence: prithee, valiant youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deny't again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	                  I have spoke it, and I did it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	He was a prince." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	A most incivil one: the wrongs he did me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were nothing prince-like; for he did provoke me" & @CRLF & _
                "	With language that would make me spurn the sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	If it could so roar to me: I cut off's head;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And am right glad he is not standing here" & @CRLF & _
                "	To tell this tale of mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	I am sorry for thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By thine own tongue thou art condemn'd, and must" & @CRLF & _
                "	Endure our law: thou'rt dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	That headless man" & @CRLF & _
                "	I thought had been my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Bind the offender," & @CRLF & _
                "	And take him from our presence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	Stay, sir king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This man is better than the man he slew," & @CRLF & _
                "	As well descended as thyself; and hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	More of thee merited than a band of Clotens" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had ever scar for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To the Guard]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let his arms alone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They were not born for bondage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Why, old soldier," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt thou undo the worth thou art unpaid for," & @CRLF & _
                "	By tasting of our wrath? How of descent" & @CRLF & _
                "	As good as we?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	                  In that he spake too far." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	And thou shalt die for't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	We will die all three:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will prove that two on's are as good" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I have given out him. My sons, I must," & @CRLF & _
                "	For mine own part, unfold a dangerous speech," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though, haply, well for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	Your danger's ours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	And our good his." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	                  Have at it then, by leave." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hadst, great king, a subject who" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was call'd Belarius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	What of him? he is" & @CRLF & _
                "	A banish'd traitor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	He it is that hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Assumed this age; indeed a banish'd man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know not how a traitor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Take him hence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The whole world shall not save him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	Not too hot:" & @CRLF & _
                "	First pay me for the nursing of thy sons;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let it be confiscate all, so soon" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I have received it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Nursing of my sons!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	I am too blunt and saucy: here's my knee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere I arise, I will prefer my sons;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then spare not the old father. Mighty sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	These two young gentlemen, that call me father" & @CRLF & _
                "	And think they are my sons, are none of mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are the issue of your loins, my liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	And blood of your begetting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	How! my issue!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	So sure as you your father's. I, old Morgan," & @CRLF & _
                "	Am that Belarius whom you sometime banish'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your pleasure was my mere offence, my punishment" & @CRLF & _
                "	Itself, and all my treason; that I suffer'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was all the harm I did. These gentle princes--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For such and so they are--these twenty years" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I train'd up: those arts they have as I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could put into them; my breeding was, sir, as" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your highness knows. Their nurse, Euriphile," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom for the theft I wedded, stole these children" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my banishment: I moved her to't," & @CRLF & _
                "	Having received the punishment before," & @CRLF & _
                "	For that which I did then: beaten for loyalty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Excited me to treason: their dear loss," & @CRLF & _
                "	The more of you 'twas felt, the more it shaped" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto my end of stealing them. But, gracious sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here are your sons again; and I must lose" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two of the sweet'st companions in the world." & @CRLF & _
                "	The benediction of these covering heavens" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fall on their heads like dew! for they are worthy" & @CRLF & _
                "	To inlay heaven with stars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Thou weep'st, and speak'st." & @CRLF & _
                "	The service that you three have done is more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unlike than this thou tell'st. I lost my children:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If these be they, I know not how to wish" & @CRLF & _
                "	A pair of worthier sons." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	Be pleased awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "	This gentleman, whom I call Polydore," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most worthy prince, as yours, is true Guiderius:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This gentleman, my Cadwal, Arviragus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your younger princely son; he, sir, was lapp'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	In a most curious mantle, wrought by the hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of his queen mother, which for more probation" & @CRLF & _
                "	I can with ease produce." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Guiderius had" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon his neck a mole, a sanguine star;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It was a mark of wonder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BELARIUS	This is he;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who hath upon him still that natural stamp:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It was wise nature's end in the donation," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be his evidence now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	O, what, am I" & @CRLF & _
                "	A mother to the birth of three? Ne'er mother" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rejoiced deliverance more. Blest pray you be," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, after this strange starting from your orbs," & @CRLF & _
                "	may reign in them now! O Imogen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast lost by this a kingdom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	No, my lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have got two worlds by 't. O my gentle brothers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have we thus met? O, never say hereafter" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I am truest speaker you call'd me brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I was but your sister; I you brothers," & @CRLF & _
                "	When ye were so indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Did you e'er meet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	Ay, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUIDERIUS	                  And at first meeting loved;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Continued so, until we thought he died." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNELIUS	By the queen's dram she swallow'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	O rare instinct!" & @CRLF & _
                "	When shall I hear all through? This fierce" & @CRLF & _
                "	abridgement" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath to it circumstantial branches, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	Distinction should be rich in. Where? how lived You?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when came you to serve our Roman captive?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How parted with your brothers? how first met them?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why fled you from the court? and whither? These," & @CRLF & _
                "	And your three motives to the battle, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know not how much more, should be demanded;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the other by-dependencies," & @CRLF & _
                "	From chance to chance: but nor the time nor place" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will serve our long inter'gatories. See," & @CRLF & _
                "	Posthumus anchors upon Imogen," & @CRLF & _
                "	And she, like harmless lightning, throws her eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	On him, her brother, me, her master, hitting" & @CRLF & _
                "	Each object with a joy: the counterchange" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is severally in all. Let's quit this ground," & @CRLF & _
                "	And smoke the temple with our sacrifices." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To BELARIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art my brother; so we'll hold thee ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	You are my father too, and did relieve me," & @CRLF & _
                "	To see this gracious season." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	All o'erjoy'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Save these in bonds: let them be joyful too," & @CRLF & _
                "	For they shall taste our comfort." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IMOGEN	My good master," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will yet do you service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	Happy be you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	The forlorn soldier, that so nobly fought," & @CRLF & _
                "	He would have well becomed this place, and graced" & @CRLF & _
                "	The thankings of a king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	I am, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	The soldier that did company these three" & @CRLF & _
                "	In poor beseeming; 'twas a fitment for" & @CRLF & _
                "	The purpose I then follow'd. That I was he," & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak, Iachimo: I had you down and might" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have made you finish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IACHIMO	[Kneeling]          I am down again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But now my heavy conscience sinks my knee," & @CRLF & _
                "	As then your force did. Take that life, beseech you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I so often owe: but your ring first;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here the bracelet of the truest princess" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever swore her faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Kneel not to me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The power that I have on you is, to spare you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The malice towards you to forgive you: live," & @CRLF & _
                "	And deal with others better." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Nobly doom'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll learn our freeness of a son-in-law;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pardon's the word to all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARVIRAGUS	You holp us, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	As you did mean indeed to be our brother;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Joy'd are we that you are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POSTHUMUS LEONATUS	Your servant, princes. Good my lord of Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	Call forth your soothsayer: as I slept, methought" & @CRLF & _
                "	Great Jupiter, upon his eagle back'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Appear'd to me, with other spritely shows" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of mine own kindred: when I waked, I found" & @CRLF & _
                "	This label on my bosom; whose containing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is so from sense in hardness, that I can" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make no collection of it: let him show" & @CRLF & _
                "	His skill in the construction." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	Philarmonus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	Here, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS LUCIUS	Read, and declare the meaning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	[Reads]  'When as a lion's whelp shall, to himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	unknown, without seeking find, and be embraced by a" & @CRLF & _
                "	piece of tender air; and when from a stately cedar" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall be lopped branches, which, being dead many" & @CRLF & _
                "	years, shall after revive, be jointed to the old" & @CRLF & _
                "	stock, and freshly grow; then shall Posthumus end" & @CRLF & _
                "	his miseries, Britain be fortunate and flourish in" & @CRLF & _
                "	peace and plenty.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou, Leonatus, art the lion's whelp;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fit and apt construction of thy name," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being Leonatus, doth import so much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To CYMBELINE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The piece of tender air, thy virtuous daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which we call 'mollis aer;' and 'mollis aer'" & @CRLF & _
                "	We term it 'mulier:' which 'mulier' I divine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is this most constant wife; who, even now," & @CRLF & _
                "	Answering the letter of the oracle," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unknown to you, unsought, were clipp'd about" & @CRLF & _
                "	With this most tender air." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	This hath some seeming." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	The lofty cedar, royal Cymbeline," & @CRLF & _
                "	Personates thee: and thy lopp'd branches point" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy two sons forth; who, by Belarius stol'n," & @CRLF & _
                "	For many years thought dead, are now revived," & @CRLF & _
                "	To the majestic cedar join'd, whose issue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Promises Britain peace and plenty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Well" & @CRLF & _
                "	My peace we will begin. And, Caius Lucius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although the victor, we submit to Caesar," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to the Roman empire; promising" & @CRLF & _
                "	To pay our wonted tribute, from the which" & @CRLF & _
                "	We were dissuaded by our wicked queen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom heavens, in justice, both on her and hers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have laid most heavy hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	The fingers of the powers above do tune" & @CRLF & _
                "	The harmony of this peace. The vision" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I made known to Lucius, ere the stroke" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this yet scarce-cold battle, at this instant" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is full accomplish'd; for the Roman eagle," & @CRLF & _
                "	From south to west on wing soaring aloft," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lessen'd herself, and in the beams o' the sun" & @CRLF & _
                "	So vanish'd: which foreshow'd our princely eagle," & @CRLF & _
                "	The imperial Caesar, should again unite" & @CRLF & _
                "	His favour with the radiant Cymbeline," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which shines here in the west." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CYMBELINE	Laud we the gods;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let our crooked smokes climb to their nostrils" & @CRLF & _
                "	From our blest altars. Publish we this peace" & @CRLF & _
                "	To all our subjects. Set we forward: let" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Roman and a British ensign wave" & @CRLF & _
                "	Friendly together: so through Lud's-town march:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the temple of great Jupiter" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our peace we'll ratify; seal it with feasts." & @CRLF & _
                "	Set on there! Never was a war did cease," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere bloody hands were wash'd, with such a peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "	GLOSSARY" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABATE	to shorten" & @CRLF & _
                "	To cast down" & @CRLF & _
                "	To blunt" & @CRLF & _
                "ABATEMENT	diminution" & @CRLF & _
                "ABHOR	protest; disgust" & @CRLF & _
                "ABIDE	to sojourn" & @CRLF & _
                "	to expiate" & @CRLF & _
                "ABLE	to uphold" & @CRLF & _
                "ABRIDGEMENT	a short play" & @CRLF & _
                "ABROAD	away, apart" & @CRLF & _
                "ABROOK	to brook, abide" & @CRLF & _
                "ABSEY-BOOK	a primer" & @CRLF & _
                "ABSOLUTE	positive, certain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Complete" & @CRLF & _
                "ABUSE	to deceive" & @CRLF & _
                "ABUSE	deception" & @CRLF & _
                "ABY	to expiate a fault" & @CRLF & _
                "ABYSM	abyss" & @CRLF & _
                "ACCITE	to cite, summon" & @CRLF & _
                "ACCUSE	accusation" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHIEVE	to obtain" & @CRLF & _
                "ACKNOWN	'to be acknown' is to acknowledge" & @CRLF & _
                "ACQUITTANCE	a receipt or discharge" & @CRLF & _
                "ACTION-TAKING	litigious" & @CRLF & _
                "ACTURE	action" & @CRLF & _
                "ADDITION	title, attribute" & @CRLF & _
                "ADDRESS	to prepare oneself" & @CRLF & _
                "ADDRESSED	prepared" & @CRLF & _
                "ADVANCE	to prefer, promote to honour" & @CRLF & _
                "ADVERTISEMENT	admonition" & @CRLF & _
                "ADVERTISING	attentive" & @CRLF & _
                "ADVICE	consideration, discretion" & @CRLF & _
                "ADVISE	sometimes neuter, sometimes reflective, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	consider, reflect" & @CRLF & _
                "ADVISED	considerate" & @CRLF & _
                "ADVOCATION	pleading, advocacy" & @CRLF & _
                "AFEARED	afraid" & @CRLF & _
                "AFFECT	to love" & @CRLF & _
                "AFFY	to affiance" & @CRLF & _
                "	To trust" & @CRLF & _
                "AFRONT	in front" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAZED	looking in amazement" & @CRLF & _
                "AGLET-BABY	the small figure engraved on a jewel" & @CRLF & _
                "AGNISE	to acknowledge, confess" & @CRLF & _
                "A-GOOD	a good deal, plenteously" & @CRLF & _
                "A-HOLD	a sea-term" & @CRLF & _
                "AIERIE	the nest of a bird of prey" & @CRLF & _
                "AIM	a guess" & @CRLF & _
                "ALDER-LIEFEST	most loved of all" & @CRLF & _
                "ALE	alehouse" & @CRLF & _
                "ALLOW	to approve" & @CRLF & _
                "ALLOWANCE	approval" & @CRLF & _
                "AMES-ACE	two aces, the lowest throw of the dice" & @CRLF & _
                "AMORT	dead, dejected" & @CRLF & _
                "AN	if" & @CRLF & _
                "ANCHOR	an anchorite, hermit" & @CRLF & _
                "ANCIENT	an ensign-bearer" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGEL	a coin, so called because it bore the image of" & @CRLF & _
                "	an angel" & @CRLF & _
                "ANIGHT	by night" & @CRLF & _
                "ANSWER	retaliation" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTHROPOPHAGINIAN	a cannibal" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTICK	the fool in the old plays" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTRE	a cave" & @CRLF & _
                "APPARENT	heir-apparent" & @CRLF & _
                "APPEAL	accusation" & @CRLF & _
                "APPEAL	to accuse" & @CRLF & _
                "APPEARED	made apparent" & @CRLF & _
                "APPLE-JOHN	a kind of apple" & @CRLF & _
                "APPOINTMENT	preparation" & @CRLF & _
                "APPREHENSION	opinion" & @CRLF & _
                "APPREHENSIVE	apt to apprehend or understand" & @CRLF & _
                "APPROBATION	probation" & @CRLF & _
                "APPROOF	approbation, proof" & @CRLF & _
                "APPROVE	to prove" & @CRLF & _
                "	To justify, make good" & @CRLF & _
                "APPROVER	one who proves or tries" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCH	chief" & @CRLF & _
                "ARGAL	a ridiculous word intended for the Latin ergo" & @CRLF & _
                "ARGENTINE	silver" & @CRLF & _
                "ARGIER	Algiers" & @CRLF & _
                "ARGOSY	originally a vessel of Ragusa or Ragosa, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ragosine; hence any ship of burden" & @CRLF & _
                "ARGUMENT	subject" & @CRLF & _
                "ARMIGERO	a mistake for Armiger, the Latin for Esquire" & @CRLF & _
                "AROINT	found only in the imperative mood, get thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	gone" & @CRLF & _
                "A-ROW	in a row" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTICULATE	to enter into articles of agreement" & @CRLF & _
                "	to exhibit in articles" & @CRLF & _
                "ASK	to require" & @CRLF & _
                "ASPECT	regard, looks" & @CRLF & _
                "ASPERSION	sprinkling; hence blessing, because before the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reformation benediction was generally accompanied" & @CRLF & _
                "	by the sprinkling of holy water" & @CRLF & _
                "ASSAY	attempt" & @CRLF & _
                "ASSAY	to attempt, test, make proof of" & @CRLF & _
                "ASSINEGO	an ass" & @CRLF & _
                "ASSUBJUGATE	to subjugate" & @CRLF & _
                "ASSURANCE	deed of assurance" & @CRLF & _
                "ASSURED	betrothed" & @CRLF & _
                "ATOMY	an atom" & @CRLF & _
                "	Used in contempt of a small person" & @CRLF & _
                "ATONE	to put people at one, to reconcile" & @CRLF & _
                "	to agree" & @CRLF & _
                "ATTACH	to seize, lay hold on" & @CRLF & _
                "ATTASKED	taken to task, reprehended" & @CRLF & _
                "ATTEND	to listen to" & @CRLF & _
                "ATTENT	attentive" & @CRLF & _
                "ATTORNEY	an agent" & @CRLF & _
                "ATTORNEY	to employ as an agent" & @CRLF & _
                "	To perform by an agent" & @CRLF & _
                "AUDACIOUS	spirited, daring, but without any note of blame" & @CRLF & _
                "	attached to it" & @CRLF & _
                "AUGUR	augury" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTHENTIC	clothed with authority" & @CRLF & _
                "AVAUNT	int. be gone, a word of abhorrence" & @CRLF & _
                "AVE	the Latin for hail; hence acclamation" & @CRLF & _
                "AVE-MARY	the angelic salutation addressed to the Blessed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Virgin Mary" & @CRLF & _
                "AVERRING	confirming" & @CRLF & _
                "AVOID	get rid of" & @CRLF & _
                "AWFUL	worshipful" & @CRLF & _
                "AWKWARD	contrary" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BACCARE	keep back" & @CRLF & _
                "BACKWARD	the hinder part; hence, when applied to time," & @CRLF & _
                "	the past" & @CRLF & _
                "BAFFLE	embarrass" & @CRLF & _
                "BALKED	heaped, as on a ridge" & @CRLF & _
                "BALLOW	a cudgel" & @CRLF & _
                "BALM	the oil of consecration" & @CRLF & _
                "BAN	to curse" & @CRLF & _
                "BANK	to sail by the banks" & @CRLF & _
                "BARM	yeast" & @CRLF & _
                "BARN	a child" & @CRLF & _
                "BARNACLE	a shellfish, supposed to produce the sea-bird" & @CRLF & _
                "	of the same name" & @CRLF & _
                "BASE	a game, sometimes called Prisoners' base" & @CRLF & _
                "BASES	an embroidered mantle worn by knights on" & @CRLF & _
                "	horseback, and reaching from the middle to" & @CRLF & _
                "	below the knees" & @CRLF & _
                "BASILISK	a kind of ordnance" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTA	enough" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	raisin wine" & @CRLF & _
                "BATE	to flutter, as a hawk" & @CRLF & _
                "BATE	to except" & @CRLF & _
                "	To abate" & @CRLF & _
                "BAT-FOWLING	catching birds with a clap-net by night" & @CRLF & _
                "BATLET	a small bat, used for beating clothes" & @CRLF & _
                "BATTLE	army" & @CRLF & _
                "BAVIN	used as an a piece of waste wood, applied" & @CRLF & _
                "	contemptuously to anything worthless" & @CRLF & _
                "	" & @CRLF & _
                "BAWCOCK	a fine fellow" & @CRLF & _
                "BAWD	procurer" & @CRLF & _
                "BAY	the space between the main timbers of the roof" & @CRLF & _
                "BEADSMAN	one who bids bedes, that is, prays prayers" & @CRLF & _
                "	for another" & @CRLF & _
                "BEARING-CLOTH	a rich cloth in which children were wrapt at" & @CRLF & _
                "	their christening" & @CRLF & _
                "BEAT	to flutter as a falcon, to meditate, consider" & @CRLF & _
                "	earnestly" & @CRLF & _
                "BEAVER	the lower part of a helmet" & @CRLF & _
                "BEETLE	a mallet" & @CRLF & _
                "BEING	dwelling" & @CRLF & _
                "BEING	since, inasmuch as" & @CRLF & _
                "BE-METE	to measure" & @CRLF & _
                "BE-MOILED	daubed with dirt" & @CRLF & _
                "BENDING	stooping under a weight" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVENUTO	(Italian), welcome" & @CRLF & _
                "BERGOMASK	a rustic dance" & @CRLF & _
                "BESHREW	evil befal" & @CRLF & _
                "BESTRAUGHT	distraught, distracted" & @CRLF & _
                "BETEEM	to pour out" & @CRLF & _
                "BETID	happened" & @CRLF & _
                "BEZONIAN	a beggarly fellow" & @CRLF & _
                "BIDING	abiding-place" & @CRLF & _
                "BIGGEN	a night-cap" & @CRLF & _
                "BILBERRY	the whortleberry" & @CRLF & _
                "BILBO	a sword, from Bilboa, a town in Spain where" & @CRLF & _
                "	they were made" & @CRLF & _
                "BILBOES	fetters or stocks" & @CRLF & _
                "BILL	a bill-hook, a weapon" & @CRLF & _
                "BIN	been, are" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRD-BOLT	a bolt to be shot from a crossbow at birds" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRDING	part. hawking at partridges" & @CRLF & _
                "BISSON	blind" & @CRLF & _
                "BLANK	the white mark in the middle of a target;" & @CRLF & _
                "	hence, metaphorically, that which is aimed at" & @CRLF & _
                "BLENCH	to start aside, flinch" & @CRLF & _
                "BLENT	blended" & @CRLF & _
                "BLOOD-BOLTERED	smeared with blood" & @CRLF & _
                "BLOW	to inflate" & @CRLF & _
                "BOARD	to make advances to; accost" & @CRLF & _
                "BOB	a blow, metaph. a sarcasm" & @CRLF & _
                "BOB	to strike, metaph. to ridicule, or to obtain" & @CRLF & _
                "	by raillery" & @CRLF & _
                "BODGE	to botch, bungle" & @CRLF & _
                "BODIKIN	a corrupt word used as an oath. 'Od's Bodikin,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	God's little Body" & @CRLF & _
                "BOITIER VERT	green box" & @CRLF & _
                "BOLD	to embolden" & @CRLF & _
                "BOLLEN	swollen" & @CRLF & _
                "BOLTED	sifted, refined" & @CRLF & _
                "BOLTER	a sieve" & @CRLF & _
                "BOLTING-HUTCH	a hutch in which meal was sifted" & @CRLF & _
                "BOMBARD	a barrel, a drunkard" & @CRLF & _
                "BOMBAST	padding" & @CRLF & _
                "BONA-ROBA	a harlot" & @CRLF & _
                "BOND	that to which one is bound" & @CRLF & _
                "BOOK	a paper of conditions" & @CRLF & _
                "BOOT	help, use" & @CRLF & _
                "BOOT	to help, to avail" & @CRLF & _
                "BOOTLESS	without boot or advantage, useless" & @CRLF & _
                "BOOTS	bots, a kind of worm" & @CRLF & _
                "BORE	calibre of a gun; hence, metaph. size, weight," & @CRLF & _
                "	importance" & @CRLF & _
                "BOSKY	covered with underwood" & @CRLF & _
                "BOSOM	wish, heart's desire" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTS	worms which infest horses" & @CRLF & _
                "BOURN	a boundary" & @CRLF & _
                "	A brook" & @CRLF & _
                "BRACE	armour for the arm, state of defence" & @CRLF & _
                "BRACH	a hound bitch" & @CRLF & _
                "BRAID	deceitful" & @CRLF & _
                "BRAVE	handsome, well-dressed" & @CRLF & _
                "BRAVE	boast" & @CRLF & _
                "BRAVERY	finery" & @CRLF & _
                "	Boastfulness" & @CRLF & _
                "BRAWL	a kind of dance" & @CRLF & _
                "BREAST	voice" & @CRLF & _
                "BREATHE	to exercise" & @CRLF & _
                "BREATHING	exercising" & @CRLF & _
                "BREECHING	liable to be whipt" & @CRLF & _
                "BREED-BATE	a breeder of debate, a fomenter of quarrels" & @CRLF & _
                "BREESE	the gadfly" & @CRLF & _
                "BRIBE-BUCK	a buck given away in presents" & @CRLF & _
                "BRING	to attend one on a journey" & @CRLF & _
                "BROCK	a badger, a term of contempt" & @CRLF & _
                "BROKE	to act as a procurer" & @CRLF & _
                "BROKEN	having lost some teeth by age" & @CRLF & _
                "BROKEN MUSIC	the music of stringed instruments" & @CRLF & _
                "BROKER	an agent" & @CRLF & _
                "BROTHERHOOD	trading company" & @CRLF & _
                "BROWNIST	a sectary, a follower of Brown, the founder" & @CRLF & _
                "	of the Independents" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUIT	noise, report, rumour" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUIT	to noise abroad" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUSH	rude assault" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCK	suds or lye for washing clothes in" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCK-BASKET	the basket in which clothes are carried to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	wash" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKING	washing" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCK-WASHING	washing in lye" & @CRLF & _
                "BUG	a bugbear, a spectre" & @CRLF & _
                "BULLY-ROOK	a bragging cheater" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGONET	a kind of helmet" & @CRLF & _
                "BURST	to break" & @CRLF & _
                "BUSKY	bushy" & @CRLF & _
                "BUTT-SHAFT	a light arrow for shooting at a target" & @CRLF & _
                "	" & @CRLF & _
                "BUXOM	obedient" & @CRLF & _
                "BY'RLAKIN	by our little Lady: an oath" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CADDIS	worsted galloon, so called because it resembles" & @CRLF & _
                "	the caddis-worm" & @CRLF & _
                "CADE	a cask or barrel" & @CRLF & _
                "CAGE	a prison" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIN-COLOURED	red (applied to hair)" & @CRLF & _
                "CAITIFF	a captive, a slave; hence, a witch" & @CRLF & _
                "CALCULATE	prophesy" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIVER	a hand-gun" & @CRLF & _
                "CALLET	a trull" & @CRLF & _
                "CALLING	appellation" & @CRLF & _
                "CALM	qualm" & @CRLF & _
                "CAN	to know, be skillful in" & @CRLF & _
                "CANAKIN	a little can" & @CRLF & _
                "CANARY	a wine brought from the Canary Islands" & @CRLF & _
                "CANDLE-WASTERS	persons who sit up all night to drink" & @CRLF & _
                "CANKER	a caterpillar" & @CRLF & _
                "	The dog-rose" & @CRLF & _
                "CANSTICK	a candlestick" & @CRLF & _
                "CANTLE	a slice, corner" & @CRLF & _
                "CANTON	a canto" & @CRLF & _
                "CANVAS	to sift: hence, metaphorically, to prove" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPABLE	subject to" & @CRLF & _
                "	Intelligent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Capable of inheriting" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ample, capacious" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPITULATE	make a combined force" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPOCCHIA	a simpleton" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPRICIO	caprice" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPRICIOUS	lascivious" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPTIOUS	capacious" & @CRLF & _
                "CARACK	a large ship of burden" & @CRLF & _
                "CARBONADO	meat scotched for broiling" & @CRLF & _
                "CARBONADO	to scotch for broiling" & @CRLF & _
                "CARD	the taper on which the points of the compass" & @CRLF & _
                "	are marked under the mariner's needle" & @CRLF & _
                "CAREIRE	the curvetting of a horse" & @CRLF & _
                "CARKANET	a necklace" & @CRLF & _
                "CARL	a churl" & @CRLF & _
                "CARLOT	a churl" & @CRLF & _
                "CASTILIAN	a native of Castile; used as a cant term" & @CRLF & _
                "CASTILIANO VULGO	a cant term, meaning, apparently, to use discreet" & @CRLF & _
                "	language" & @CRLF & _
                "CATAIAN	a native of Cathay, a cant word" & @CRLF & _
                "CATLING	cat-gut" & @CRLF & _
                "CAUTEL	deceit" & @CRLF & _
                "CAUTELOUS	insidious" & @CRLF & _
                "CAVALERO	a cavalier, gentleman" & @CRLF & _
                "CAVIARE	the roe of sturgeon pickled; metaph. a delicacy" & @CRLF & _
                "	not appreciated by the vulgar" & @CRLF & _
                "CEASE	decease" & @CRLF & _
                "CEASE	put off, made to cease" & @CRLF & _
                "CENSURE	judgment" & @CRLF & _
                "CENSURE	to judge, criticise" & @CRLF & _
                "CENTURY	a hundred of anything, whether men, prayers, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	anything else" & @CRLF & _
                "CEREMONY	a ceremonial vestment, religious rite, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	anything ceremonial" & @CRLF & _
                "CERTES	certainly" & @CRLF & _
                "CESS	rate, reckoning" & @CRLF & _
                "CHACE	a term at tennis" & @CRLF & _
                "CHAMBER	a species of great gun" & @CRLF & _
                "CHAMBERER	an effeminate man" & @CRLF & _
                "CHANSON	a song" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARACT	affected quality" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARACTER	a letter, handwriting" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARACTER	to carve or engrave" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARACTERY	handwriting" & @CRLF & _
                "	That which is written" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARE	a turn of work" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARGE-HOUSE	a free-school" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES' WAIN	the constellation called also Ursa Major, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Great Bear" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARNECO	a species of sweet wine" & @CRLF & _
                "CHAUDRON	entrails" & @CRLF & _
                "CHEATER	for escheator, an officer who collected the" & @CRLF & _
                "	fines to be paid into the Exchequer" & @CRLF & _
                "	A decoy" & @CRLF & _
                "CHEQUE	a technical term in falconry; when a falcon" & @CRLF & _
                "	flies at a bird which is not her proper game she" & @CRLF & _
                "	is said to cheque at it" & @CRLF & _
                "CHEQUES	perhaps intended for ethics" & @CRLF & _
                "CHEER	fortune, countenance" & @CRLF & _
                "CHERRY-PIT	a game played with cherrystones" & @CRLF & _
                "CHEVERIL	kid leather" & @CRLF & _
                "CHEWIT	cough" & @CRLF & _
                "CHILDING	pregnant" & @CRLF & _
                "CH'ILL	vulgar for 'I will.' " & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRURGEONLY	in a manner becoming a surgeon" & @CRLF & _
                "CHOPIN	a high shoe or clog" & @CRLF & _
                "CHRISTENDOM	the state of being a Christian" & @CRLF & _
                "CHRISTOM	clothed with a chrisom, the white garment" & @CRLF & _
                "	which used to be put on newly-baptized children" & @CRLF & _
                "CHUCK	chicken, a term of endearment" & @CRLF & _
                "CHUFF	a coarse blunt clown" & @CRLF & _
                "CINQUE PACE	a kind of dance" & @CRLF & _
                "CIPHER	to decipher" & @CRLF & _
                "CIRCUMSTANCE	an argument" & @CRLF & _
                "CITAL	recital" & @CRLF & _
                "CITE	to incite" & @CRLF & _
                "CITTERN	a guitar" & @CRLF & _
                "CLACK-DISH	a beggar's dish" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAP I' THE CLOUT	to shoot an arrow into the bull's eye of the target" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAW	to flatter" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEPE	to call" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIFF	clef, the key in music" & @CRLF & _
                "CLING	to starve" & @CRLF & _
                "CLINQUANT	glittering" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIP	to embrace, enclose" & @CRLF & _
                "CLOUT	the mark in the middle of a target" & @CRLF & _
                "COAST	to advance" & @CRLF & _
                "COBLOAF	a big loaf" & @CRLF & _
                "COCK	a cockboat" & @CRLF & _
                "COCK	a euphemism for God" & @CRLF & _
                "COCK-AND-PIE	an oath" & @CRLF & _
                "COCKLE	tares or darnel" & @CRLF & _
                "COCKNEY	a cook" & @CRLF & _
                "COCK-SHUT-TIME	the twilight, when cocks and hens go to roost" & @CRLF & _
                "COG	to cheat, dissemble" & @CRLF & _
                "COGNIZANCE	badge, token" & @CRLF & _
                "COIGN	projecting corner stone" & @CRLF & _
                "COIL	tumult, turmoil" & @CRLF & _
                "COLLECTION	drawing a conclusion" & @CRLF & _
                "COLLIED	blackened. Othello; " & @CRLF & _
                "COLOUR	pretence" & @CRLF & _
                "COLOURABLE	specious" & @CRLF & _
                "COLT	to defraud, befool" & @CRLF & _
                "CO-MART	a joint bargain" & @CRLF & _
                "COMBINATE	betrothed" & @CRLF & _
                "COMBINE	to bind" & @CRLF & _
                "COMMODITY	interest, profit" & @CRLF & _
                "COMMONTY	used ludicrously for comedy" & @CRLF & _
                "COMPACT	compacted, composed" & @CRLF & _
                "COMPARATIVE	drawing comparisons" & @CRLF & _
                "COMPARATIVE	rival" & @CRLF & _
                "COMPARE	comparison" & @CRLF & _
                "COMPASSIONATE	moving comparison" & @CRLF & _
                "COMPETITOR	one who seeks the same thing, an associate in" & @CRLF & _
                "	any object" & @CRLF & _
                "COMPLEMENT	accomplishment" & @CRLF & _
                "COMPLEXION	passion" & @CRLF & _
                "COMPOSE	to agree" & @CRLF & _
                "COMPOSTION	composition" & @CRLF & _
                "COMPTIBLE	tractable" & @CRLF & _
                "CON	to learn by heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	To acknowledge" & @CRLF & _
                "CONCEIT	conception, opinion, fancy" & @CRLF & _
                "CONCUPY	concubine" & @CRLF & _
                "CONDITION	temper, quality" & @CRLF & _
                "CONDOLEMENT	grief" & @CRLF & _
                "CONDUCT	escort" & @CRLF & _
                "CONFECT	to make up into sweetmeats" & @CRLF & _
                "CONFOUND	to consume, destroy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Coriolanus; " & @CRLF & _
                "CONJECT	conjecture" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSIGN	to sign a common bond, to confederate" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSORT	company" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSORT	to accompany" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCY	consistency" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANT	settled, determined" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANTLY	firmly" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTER	to construe" & @CRLF & _
                "CONTEMPTIBLE	contemptuous" & @CRLF & _
                "CONTINENT	that which contains anything" & @CRLF & _
                "	That which is contained" & @CRLF & _
                "CONTINUATE	uninterrupted" & @CRLF & _
                "CONTRACTION	the marriage contract" & @CRLF & _
                "CONTRARY	to oppose" & @CRLF & _
                "CONTRIVE	to conspire" & @CRLF & _
                "	to wear away" & @CRLF & _
                "CONTROL	to confute" & @CRLF & _
                "CONVENT	to convene, summon" & @CRLF & _
                "	to be convenient" & @CRLF & _
                "CONVERT	to change" & @CRLF & _
                "CONVERTITE	a convert" & @CRLF & _
                "CONVEY	to manage" & @CRLF & _
                "	To filch" & @CRLF & _
                "CONVEYANCE	theft, fraud" & @CRLF & _
                "CONVICT	convicted" & @CRLF & _
                "CONVICTED	overpowered, vanquished" & @CRLF & _
                "	A doubtful word" & @CRLF & _
                "CONVINCE	to conquer, subdue" & @CRLF & _
                "CONVIVE	to feast together" & @CRLF & _
                "CONVOY	escort" & @CRLF & _
                "CONY-CATCH	to cheat" & @CRLF & _
                "CONY-CATCHING	poaching, pilfering" & @CRLF & _
                "COOLING CARD	used metaphorically for an insurmountable obstacle" & @CRLF & _
                "COPATAIN HAT	a high-crowned hat" & @CRLF & _
                "COPE	to reward, to give in return" & @CRLF & _
                "COPY	theme" & @CRLF & _
                "CORAGIO	courage! " & @CRLF & _
                "CORAM	an ignorant mistake for Quorum" & @CRLF & _
                "CORANTO	lively dance" & @CRLF & _
                "CORINTH	a cant term for a brothel" & @CRLF & _
                "CORINTHIAN	a wencher" & @CRLF & _
                "CORKY	dry like cork" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNUTO	a cuckold" & @CRLF & _
                "COROLLARY	a surplus" & @CRLF & _
                "CORPORAL	corporeal, bodily" & @CRLF & _
                "CORPORAL" & @CRLF & _
                "OF THE FIELD	an aide-de-camp" & @CRLF & _
                "CORRIVAL	rival" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	the head" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTER-MONGER	peddling, mercenary" & @CRLF & _
                "COTE	a cottage" & @CRLF & _
                "COTE	to quote, instance" & @CRLF & _
                "COTE	to come alongside, overtake" & @CRLF & _
                "COT-QUEAN	an effeminate man, molly-coddle" & @CRLF & _
                "COUCHINGS	crouchings" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNT CONFECT	a nobleman composed of affectation" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTENANCE	fair shew" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTERFEIT	portrait" & @CRLF & _
                "	A piece of base coin" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTERPOINT	a counterpane" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTERVAIL	to counterpoise, outweigh" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTRY	belonging to one's country" & @CRLF & _
                "COUNTY	count, earl" & @CRLF & _
                "COUPLEMENT	union" & @CRLF & _
                "COURT HOLY-WATER	flattery" & @CRLF & _
                "COVENT	a convent" & @CRLF & _
                "COVER	to lay the table for dinner" & @CRLF & _
                "COWISH	cowardly" & @CRLF & _
                "COWL-STAFF	the staff on which a vessel is supported" & @CRLF & _
                "	between two men" & @CRLF & _
                "COX MY PASSION	an oath, a euphemism for 'God's Passion.'" & @CRLF & _
                "COY	to stroke, fondle" & @CRLF & _
                "	to condescend with difficulty" & @CRLF & _
                "COYSTRIL	a kestrel, a cowardly kind of hawk" & @CRLF & _
                "COZEN	to cheat" & @CRLF & _
                "COZENAGE	cheating" & @CRLF & _
                "COZENER	a cheater" & @CRLF & _
                "COZIER	a tailor" & @CRLF & _
                "CRACK	to boast" & @CRLF & _
                "CRACK	a loud noise, clap" & @CRLF & _
                "	A forward boy" & @CRLF & _
                "CRACKER	boaster" & @CRLF & _
                "CRACK-HEMP	a gallows-bird" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANK	a winding passage" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANKING	winding" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANTS	garlands.  A doubtful word" & @CRLF & _
                "CRARE	a ship of burden" & @CRLF & _
                "CRAVEN	a dunghill cock" & @CRLF & _
                "CREATE	formed, compounded" & @CRLF & _
                "CREDENT	creditable" & @CRLF & _
                "	Credible" & @CRLF & _
                "	Credulous" & @CRLF & _
                "CREDIT	report" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESCIVE	increasing" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESTLESS	not entitled to bear arms, lowborn" & @CRLF & _
                "CRISP	curled, winding" & @CRLF & _
                "CROSS	a piece of money, so called because the coin" & @CRLF & _
                "	was formerly stamped with a cross" & @CRLF & _
                "CROW-KEEPER	one who scares crows" & @CRLF & _
                "CROWNER	a coroner" & @CRLF & _
                "CROWNET	a coronet" & @CRLF & _
                "CRY	the yelping of hounds" & @CRLF & _
                "	A pack of hounds" & @CRLF & _
                "	A company, use contemptuously" & @CRLF & _
                "CRY AIM	to encourage" & @CRLF & _
                "CUE	the last words of an actor's speech, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	is the signal for the next actor to begin" & @CRLF & _
                "CUISSES	pieces of armour to cover the thighs" & @CRLF & _
                "CULLION	a base fellow" & @CRLF & _
                "CUNNING	skill" & @CRLF & _
                "CUNNING	skilful" & @CRLF & _
                "CURB	to bend, truckle" & @CRLF & _
                "CURRENTS	occurrences" & @CRLF & _
                "CURST	" & @CRLF & _
                "CURSTNESS	shrewishness" & @CRLF & _
                "CURTAIL	a cur" & @CRLF & _
                "CURTAL	a docked horse" & @CRLF & _
                "CURTAL-AXE	a cutlass" & @CRLF & _
                "CUSTALORUM	a ludicrous mistake for Custos Rotulorum" & @CRLF & _
                "CUSTARD-COFFIN	the crust of a custard-pudding" & @CRLF & _
                "CUSTOMER	a common woman" & @CRLF & _
                "CUT	a cheat" & @CRLF & _
                "	'To draw cuts' is to draw lots" & @CRLF & _
                "CYPRESS	a kind of crape" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAFF	to befool" & @CRLF & _
                "	To put off; this seems to be a corruption of 'doff.'" & @CRLF & _
                "DAMN	to condemn" & @CRLF & _
                "DANGER	reach, control, power" & @CRLF & _
                "DANSKER	a Dane" & @CRLF & _
                "DARE	to challenge" & @CRLF & _
                "DARKLING	in the dark" & @CRLF & _
                "DARRAIGN	to set in array" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUB	to disguise" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUBERY	imposition" & @CRLF & _
                "DAY-WOMAN	a dairy-maid" & @CRLF & _
                "DEAR	dire" & @CRLF & _
                "	That which has to do with the affections" & @CRLF & _
                "	Piteous" & @CRLF & _
                "	Important" & @CRLF & _
                "DEARN	lonely" & @CRLF & _
                "DEBOSHED	debauched, drunken" & @CRLF & _
                "DECK	to bedew. This is probably a form of the verb" & @CRLF & _
                "	'to dag,' now a provincial word" & @CRLF & _
                "DECK	a pack of cards" & @CRLF & _
                "DECLINE	to enumerate, as in going through the cases of" & @CRLF & _
                "	a noun" & @CRLF & _
                "DECLINED	fallen" & @CRLF & _
                "DEEM	doom, judgment" & @CRLF & _
                "DEFEAT	to undo, destroy" & @CRLF & _
                "DEFEAT	destruction" & @CRLF & _
                "DEFEATURE	disfigurement" & @CRLF & _
                "DEFENCE	art of fencing" & @CRLF & _
                "DEFEND	to forbid" & @CRLF & _
                "DEFENSIBLE	having the power to defend" & @CRLF & _
                "DEFTLY	dexterously" & @CRLF & _
                "DEFY	renounce" & @CRLF & _
                "DEGREES	a step" & @CRLF & _
                "DELAY	to let slip by delaying" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMERIT	merit, desert" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMURELY	solemnly" & @CRLF & _
                "DENAY	denial" & @CRLF & _
                "DENIER	the 12th part of a French sol coin" & @CRLF & _
                "DENOTEMENT	marking" & @CRLF & _
                "	Note or manifestation" & @CRLF & _
                "DENY	to refuse" & @CRLF & _
                "DEPART	departure" & @CRLF & _
                "DEPART	to part" & @CRLF & _
                "DEPARTING	parting, separation" & @CRLF & _
                "DEPEND	to be in service" & @CRLF & _
                "DERIVED	born, descended" & @CRLF & _
                "DEROGATE	degraded" & @CRLF & _
                "DESCANT	a variation upon a melody, hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	metaphorically, a comment on a given theme" & @CRLF & _
                "DESIGN	to draw up articles" & @CRLF & _
                "DESPATCH	to deprive, bereave" & @CRLF & _
                "DESPERATE	determined, bold" & @CRLF & _
                "DETECT	to charge, blame" & @CRLF & _
                "DETERMINE	to conclude" & @CRLF & _
                "DICH	optative mood, perhaps contracted for 'do it.'" & @CRLF & _
                "DIET	food regulated by the rules of medicine" & @CRLF & _
                "DIET	to have one's food regulated by the rules of" & @CRLF & _
                "	medicine" & @CRLF & _
                "DIFFUSED	confused" & @CRLF & _
                "DIGRESSING	transgressing, going out of the right way" & @CRLF & _
                "DIGRESSION	transgression" & @CRLF & _
                "DIG-YOU-GOOD-DEN	give you good evening" & @CRLF & _
                "DILDO	the chorus or burden of a song" & @CRLF & _
                "DINT	stroke" & @CRLF & _
                "DIRECTION	judgment, skill" & @CRLF & _
                "DISABLE	to disparage" & @CRLF & _
                "DISAPPOINTED	unprepared" & @CRLF & _
                "DISCASE	to undress" & @CRLF & _
                "DISCONTENT	a malcontent" & @CRLF & _
                "DISCOURSE	power of reasoning" & @CRLF & _
                "DISDAINED	disdainful" & @CRLF & _
                "DISLIMN	to disfigure, transform" & @CRLF & _
                "DISME	a tenth or tithe" & @CRLF & _
                "DISPARK	to destroy a park" & @CRLF & _
                "DISPONGE	to squeeze out as from a sponge" & @CRLF & _
                "DISPOSE	disposal" & @CRLF & _
                "DISPOSE	to conspire" & @CRLF & _
                "DISPOSITION	maintenance" & @CRLF & _
                "DISPUTABLE	disputatious" & @CRLF & _
                "DISPUTE	to argue, examine" & @CRLF & _
                "DISSEMBLY	used ridiculously for assembly" & @CRLF & _
                "DISTASTE	to corrupt" & @CRLF & _
                "DISTEMPERED	discontented" & @CRLF & _
                "DISTRACTION	a detached troop or company of soldiers" & @CRLF & _
                "DISTRAUGHT	distracted, mad" & @CRLF & _
                "DIVERTED	turned from the natural course" & @CRLF & _
                "DIVISION	a phrase or passage in a melody" & @CRLF & _
                "DIVULGED	published, spoken of" & @CRLF & _
                "DOFF	to do off, strip" & @CRLF & _
                "	To put off with an excuse" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLT	a small Dutch coin" & @CRLF & _
                "DOLE	portion dealt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Grief, lamentation" & @CRLF & _
                "DON	to do on, put on" & @CRLF & _
                "DONE	'done to death,' put to death" & @CRLF & _
                "DOTANT	one who dotes, a dotard" & @CRLF & _
                "DOUT	to do out, quench" & @CRLF & _
                "DOWLAS	a kind of coarse sacking" & @CRLF & _
                "DOWLE	the swirl of a feather" & @CRLF & _
                "DOWN-GYVED	hanging down like gyves or fetters" & @CRLF & _
                "DRAB	a harlot" & @CRLF & _
                "DRABBING	whoring" & @CRLF & _
                "DRAUGHT	a privy" & @CRLF & _
                "DRAWN	having his sword drawn" & @CRLF & _
                "DRAWN	drunk, having taken a good draught" & @CRLF & _
                "DRIBBLING	weak" & @CRLF & _
                "DRIVE	to rush impetuously" & @CRLF & _
                "DROLLERY	a puppet-show" & @CRLF & _
                "DRUMBLE	to dawdle" & @CRLF & _
                "DRY	thirsty" & @CRLF & _
                "DUC-DAME	perhaps the Latin duc-ad-me, bring him to me" & @CRLF & _
                "DUDGEON	a dagger" & @CRLF & _
                "DULL	soothing" & @CRLF & _
                "DULLARD	a dull person" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMP	complaint" & @CRLF & _
                "DUP	to do up, Lift up" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EAGER	sour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Harsh" & @CRLF & _
                "	Biting" & @CRLF & _
                "EANLING	a yeanling, a lamb" & @CRLF & _
                "EAR	to plough" & @CRLF & _
                "ECHE	to eke out" & @CRLF & _
                "EFT	ready, convenient" & @CRLF & _
                "EISEL	vinegar" & @CRLF & _
                "ELD	old age" & @CRLF & _
                "EMBOSSED	swollen into protuberances" & @CRLF & _
                "	Covered with foam" & @CRLF & _
                "EMBOWELLED	disembowelled, emptied" & @CRLF & _
                "EMBRASURE	embrace" & @CRLF & _
                "EMINENCE	exalted station" & @CRLF & _
                "EMPERY	empire" & @CRLF & _
                "EMULATION	jealousy, mutiny" & @CRLF & _
                "EMULOUS	jealous" & @CRLF & _
                "ENCAVE	to place oneself in a cave" & @CRLF & _
                "END	'Still an end,' continually for ever" & @CRLF & _
                "ENFEOFF	to place in possession in fee simple" & @CRLF & _
                "ENGINE	a machine of war" & @CRLF & _
                "ENGLUT	to swallow speedily" & @CRLF & _
                "ENGROSS	to make gross or fat" & @CRLF & _
                "ENGROSSMENT	immoderate acquisition" & @CRLF & _
                "ENKINDLE	to make keen" & @CRLF & _
                "ENMEW	to shut up, as a hawk is shut up in a mew" & @CRLF & _
                "ENSCONCE	to cover as with a fort" & @CRLF & _
                "ENSEAMED	fat, rank" & @CRLF & _
                "ENSHIELD	hidden" & @CRLF & _
                "ENTERTAIN	encounter" & @CRLF & _
                "	Experience" & @CRLF & _
                "ENTERTAINMENT	treatment" & @CRLF & _
                "	A disposition to entertain a proposal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Service" & @CRLF & _
                "ENTREATMENTS	interviews" & @CRLF & _
                "EPHESIAN	a toper, a cant term" & @CRLF & _
                "EQUIPAGE	attendance" & @CRLF & _
                "EREWHILE	a short time since" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCOT	to pay a man's reckoning, to maintain" & @CRLF & _
                "ESPERANCE	hope, used as a war-cry" & @CRLF & _
                "ESPIAL	a scout or spy" & @CRLF & _
                "ESTIMATION	conjecture" & @CRLF & _
                "ESTRIDGE	ostridge" & @CRLF & _
                "ETERNE	eternal" & @CRLF & _
                "EVEN	coequal" & @CRLF & _
                "EVEN	to equal" & @CRLF & _
                "EXAMINE	to question" & @CRLF & _
                "EXCREMENT	that which grows outwardly from the body" & @CRLF & _
                "	and has no sensation like the hair or nails" & @CRLF & _
                "	Any outward show" & @CRLF & _
                "EXECUTOR	an executioner" & @CRLF & _
                "EXEMPT	excluded" & @CRLF & _
                "EXERCISE	a religious service" & @CRLF & _
                "EXHALE	to hale or draw out" & @CRLF & _
                "	to draw the sword" & @CRLF & _
                "EXHIBITION	allowance, pension" & @CRLF & _
                "EXIGENT	death, ending" & @CRLF & _
                "EXION	ridiculously used for 'action.' " & @CRLF & _
                "EXPECT	expectation" & @CRLF & _
                "EXPEDIENCE	expedition, undertaking" & @CRLF & _
                "	Haste" & @CRLF & _
                "EXPEDIENT	expeditious, swift" & @CRLF & _
                "EXPIATE	completed" & @CRLF & _
                "EXPOSTULATE	to expound, discuss" & @CRLF & _
                "EXPOSTURE	exposure" & @CRLF & _
                "EXPRESS	to reveal" & @CRLF & _
                "EXPULSE	to expel" & @CRLF & _
                "EXSUFFICATE	that which has been hissed off, contemptible" & @CRLF & _
                "EXTEND	to seize" & @CRLF & _
                "EXTENT	a seizure" & @CRLF & _
                "EXTERN	outward" & @CRLF & _
                "EXTIRP	to extirpate" & @CRLF & _
                "EXTRACTING	distracting" & @CRLF & _
                "EXTRAUGHT	part. extracted, descended" & @CRLF & _
                "EXTRAVAGANT	foreign, wandering" & @CRLF & _
                "EXTREMES	extravagance of conduct" & @CRLF & _
                "	Extremities" & @CRLF & _
                "EYAS	a nestling hawk" & @CRLF & _
                "EYAS-MUSKET	a nestling of the musket or merlin, the smallest" & @CRLF & _
                "	species of British hawk" & @CRLF & _
                "EYE	a glance, oeillad" & @CRLF & _
                "EYE	a shade of colour, as in shot silk" & @CRLF & _
                "EYNE	eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FACINOROUS	wicked" & @CRLF & _
                "FACT	guilt" & @CRLF & _
                "FACTIOUS	instant, importunate" & @CRLF & _
                "FACULTY	essential virtue or power" & @CRLF & _
                "FADGE	to suit" & @CRLF & _
                "FADING	a kind of ending to a song" & @CRLF & _
                "FAIN	glad" & @CRLF & _
                "FAIN	gladly" & @CRLF & _
                "FAIR	beauty" & @CRLF & _
                "FAITOR	a traitor" & @CRLF & _
                "FAll	to let fall" & @CRLF & _
                "FALLOW	fawn-coloured" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSE	falsehood" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSING	deceptive" & @CRLF & _
                "FAMILIAR	a familiar spirit" & @CRLF & _
                "FANCY	" & @CRLF & _
                "FANCY-FREE	untouched by love" & @CRLF & _
                "FANG	to seize in the teeth" & @CRLF & _
                "FANTASTIC	a fantastical person" & @CRLF & _
                "FAP	drunk" & @CRLF & _
                "FAR	farther" & @CRLF & _
                "FARCED	stuffed" & @CRLF & _
                "FARDEL	a burden" & @CRLF & _
                "FARTUOUS	used ridiculously for ' virtuous.'" & @CRLF & _
                "FAST	assuredly, unalterably" & @CRLF & _
                "FAT	dull" & @CRLF & _
                "FAVOUR	countenance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Complexion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Quality" & @CRLF & _
                "FEAR	the object of fear" & @CRLF & _
                "FEAR	to affright" & @CRLF & _
                "FEARFUL	subject to fear, timorous" & @CRLF & _
                "FEAT	dexterous" & @CRLF & _
                "FEAT	to make fine" & @CRLF & _
                "FEATER	comp. degree. more neatly" & @CRLF & _
                "FEATLY	nimbly, daintily" & @CRLF & _
                "FEATURE	beauty" & @CRLF & _
                "FEDERARY	confederate" & @CRLF & _
                "FEEDER	agent, servant" & @CRLF & _
                "FEE-GRIEF	a grief held, as it were, in fee-simple, or the" & @CRLF & _
                "	peculiar property of him who possesses it" & @CRLF & _
                "FEERE	a companion, husband" & @CRLF & _
                "FEHEMENTLY	used ridiculously for 'vehemently.'" & @CRLF & _
                "FELL	the hide" & @CRLF & _
                "FENCE	art or skill in defence" & @CRLF & _
                "FEODARY	one who holds an estate by suit or service to" & @CRLF & _
                "	a superior lord; hence one who acts under the" & @CRLF & _
                "	direction of another" & @CRLF & _
                "FESTER	to rankle, grow virulent" & @CRLF & _
                "FESTINATELY	quickly" & @CRLF & _
                "FET	fetched" & @CRLF & _
                "FICO	a fig" & @CRLF & _
                "FIELDED	in the field of battle" & @CRLF & _
                "FIG	to insult" & @CRLF & _
                "FIGHTS	clothes hung round a ship to conceal the men" & @CRLF & _
                "	from the enemy" & @CRLF & _
                "FILE	a list or catalogue" & @CRLF & _
                "FILE	to defile" & @CRLF & _
                "	To smooth or polish" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make even" & @CRLF & _
                "FILL-HORSE	shaft-horse" & @CRLF & _
                "FILLS	the shafts" & @CRLF & _
                "FILTH	a whore" & @CRLF & _
                "FINE	end" & @CRLF & _
                "FINE	to make fine or specious" & @CRLF & _
                "FINELESS	endless" & @CRLF & _
                "FIRAGO	ridiculously used for 'Virago.' " & @CRLF & _
                "FIRE-DRAKE	Will o' the Wisp" & @CRLF & _
                "FIRE-NEW	with the glitter of novelty on, like newly-" & @CRLF & _
                "	forged metal" & @CRLF & _
                "FIRK	to chastise" & @CRLF & _
                "FIT	a canto or division of a song" & @CRLF & _
                "	A trick or habit" & @CRLF & _
                "FITCHEW	a polecat" & @CRLF & _
                "FIVES	a disease incident to horses" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAP-DRAGON	raisins in burning brandy" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAP-JACK	a pan-cake" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAT	certain" & @CRLF & _
                "FLATNESS	lowness, depth" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAW	a gust of wind" & @CRLF & _
                "	sudden emotion, or the cause of it" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAW	to make a flaw in, to break" & @CRLF & _
                "FLECKED	spotted, streaked" & @CRLF & _
                "FLEET	to float" & @CRLF & _
                "	To pass away" & @CRLF & _
                "	to pass the time" & @CRLF & _
                "FLEETING	inconstant" & @CRLF & _
                "FLESHMENT	the act of fleshing the sword, hence the" & @CRLF & _
                "	first feat of arms" & @CRLF & _
                "FLEWED	furnished with hanging lips, as hounds are" & @CRLF & _
                "FLIGHT	a particular mode of practising archery" & @CRLF & _
                "FLIRT-GILL	a light woman" & @CRLF & _
                "FLOTE	wave, sea" & @CRLF & _
                "FLOURISH	an ornament" & @CRLF & _
                "FLOURISH	to ornament, disguise with ornament" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUSH	fresh, full of vigour" & @CRLF & _
                "FOIL	defeat, disadvantage" & @CRLF & _
                "FOIN	to fence, fight" & @CRLF & _
                "FOISON	plenty" & @CRLF & _
                "FOND	foolish, foolishly affectionate" & @CRLF & _
                "FOOT-CLOTH	a saddle-cloth hanging down to the ground" & @CRLF & _
                "FOR	for that, because" & @CRLF & _
                "FORBID	accursed, outlawed" & @CRLF & _
                "FORBODE	forbidden" & @CRLF & _
                "FORCE	to stuff, for 'farce.' " & @CRLF & _
                "FORCED	falsely attributed" & @CRLF & _
                "FORDO	to kill, destroy" & @CRLF & _
                "	To weary" & @CRLF & _
                "FOREIGN	obliged to live abroad" & @CRLF & _
                "FOREPAST	former" & @CRLF & _
                "FORESLOW	to delay" & @CRLF & _
                "FORFEND	to forbid" & @CRLF & _
                "FORGETIVE	inventive" & @CRLF & _
                "FORKED	horned" & @CRLF & _
                "FORMAL	regular, retaining its proper and essential" & @CRLF & _
                "	characteristic" & @CRLF & _
                "FORSPEAK	to speak against" & @CRLF & _
                "FORSPENT	exhausted, weary" & @CRLF & _
                "FORTHRIGHT	a straight path; forthrights and meanders," & @CRLF & _
                "	straight paths and crooked ones" & @CRLF & _
                "FORWEARY	to weary, exhaust" & @CRLF & _
                "FOSSET-SELLER	one who sells the pipes inserted into a vessel" & @CRLF & _
                "	to give vent to the liquor, and stopped by a" & @CRLF & _
                "	spigot" & @CRLF & _
                "FOX	a sword; a cant word" & @CRLF & _
                "FOX-SHIP	the cunning of the fox" & @CRLF & _
                "FRAMPOLD	peevish, unquiet" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANK	the feeding place of swine" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANKED	confined" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANKLIN	a freeholder, a small squire" & @CRLF & _
                "FRAUGHT	freighted" & @CRLF & _
                "FRAUGHTAGE	freight" & @CRLF & _
                "FRAUGHTING	to fraught. loading or constituting the" & @CRLF & _
                "	cargo of a ship" & @CRLF & _
                "FRESH	a spring of fresh water" & @CRLF & _
                "FRET	the stop of a guitar" & @CRLF & _
                "FRET	to wear away" & @CRLF & _
                "	To variegate" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIEND	to befriend" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIPPERY	an old-clothes shop" & @CRLF & _
                "FROM	prep. contrary to" & @CRLF & _
                "FRONT	to affront, oppose" & @CRLF & _
                "FRONTIER	opposition" & @CRLF & _
                "FRONTLET	that which is worn on the forehead" & @CRLF & _
                "FRUSH	to break or bruise" & @CRLF & _
                "FRUSTRATE	frustrated" & @CRLF & _
                "FUB OFF	to put off" & @CRLF & _
                "FULFILL	to fill full" & @CRLF & _
                "FULL	complete" & @CRLF & _
                "FULLAM	a loaded die" & @CRLF & _
                "FULSOME	lustful" & @CRLF & _
                "FURNISHED	equipped" & @CRLF & _
                "FURNITOR	furnitory, an herb" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GABERDINE	a loose outer coat, or smock frock" & @CRLF & _
                "GAD	a pointed instrument, a goad" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the gad, with impetuous haste, upon the spur" & @CRLF & _
                "	of the moment" & @CRLF & _
                "GAIN-GIVING	misgiving" & @CRLF & _
                "GAIT	going, steps" & @CRLF & _
                "GALLIARD	a kind of dance" & @CRLF & _
                "GALLIASSE	a kind of ship" & @CRLF & _
                "GALLIMAUFRY	a ridiculous medley" & @CRLF & _
                "GALLOW	to scare" & @CRLF & _
                "GALLOWGLASS	the irregular infantry of Ireland, and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Highlands of Scotland" & @CRLF & _
                "GAMESTER	a frolicsome person" & @CRLF & _
                "	A loose woman" & @CRLF & _
                "GARBOIL	disorder, uproar" & @CRLF & _
                "GARISH	gaudy, staring" & @CRLF & _
                "GARNER	to lay by, as corn in a barn" & @CRLF & _
                "GAST	frightened" & @CRLF & _
                "GAUDY	festive" & @CRLF & _
                "GAZE	an object of wonder" & @CRLF & _
                "GEAR	matter of business of any kind" & @CRLF & _
                "GECK	a fool" & @CRLF & _
                "GENERAL	the generality, common people" & @CRLF & _
                "GENERATIONS	children" & @CRLF & _
                "GENEROSITY	noble birth" & @CRLF & _
                "GENEROUS	noble" & @CRLF & _
                "GENTILITY	good manners" & @CRLF & _
                "GENTLE	gentlefolk" & @CRLF & _
                "GENTLE	noble" & @CRLF & _
                "GENTLE	to ennoble" & @CRLF & _
                "GENTRY	complaisance, conduct becoming gentlefolk" & @CRLF & _
                "GERMAN	akin" & @CRLF & _
                "	Appropriate" & @CRLF & _
                "GERMEN	seed, embryo" & @CRLF & _
                "GEST	period" & @CRLF & _
                "GIB	a he-cat" & @CRLF & _
                "GIFTS	talents, endowment" & @CRLF & _
                "GIGLOT	a wanton girl" & @CRLF & _
                "GILDER	a coin of the value of 1s. 6d. or 2s" & @CRLF & _
                "GILT	money" & @CRLF & _
                "	State of wealth" & @CRLF & _
                "GIMMAL	double" & @CRLF & _
                "GIMMOR	contrivance" & @CRLF & _
                "GING	gang" & @CRLF & _
                "GIRD	to gibe" & @CRLF & _
                "GIRD	a sarcasm or gibe" & @CRLF & _
                "GLEEK	to scoff" & @CRLF & _
                "GLEEK	a scoff" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOSE	to comment; hence, to be garrulous" & @CRLF & _
                "GLUT	to swallow" & @CRLF & _
                "GNARL	to snarl" & @CRLF & _
                "GOOD-DEED	indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "GOOD-DEN	good-evening, contracted from 'Good-even.'" & @CRLF & _
                "GOOD-YEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "or GOOD-JER	a corruption of the French goujere; the" & @CRLF & _
                "	venereal disease" & @CRLF & _
                "GORBELLIED	corpulent" & @CRLF & _
                "GOURD	a species of game of chance" & @CRLF & _
                "GOUT	a drop" & @CRLF & _
                "GOVERNMENT	discretion" & @CRLF & _
                "GRACIOUS	abounding in grace Divine" & @CRLF & _
                "GRAINED	engrained" & @CRLF & _
                "GRAMERCY	int. grand mercy, much thanks" & @CRLF & _
                "GRANGE	the farmstead attached to a monastery, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	solitary farm-house" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATILLITY	used ridiculously for 'gratuity.'" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATULATE	to congratulate" & @CRLF & _
                "GRAVE	to bury" & @CRLF & _
                "GREASILY	grossly" & @CRLF & _
                "GREEK	a bawd" & @CRLF & _
                "GREEN	immature, fresh, unused" & @CRLF & _
                "GREENLY	foolishly" & @CRLF & _
                "GREET	to weep" & @CRLF & _
                "GRIZE	a step" & @CRLF & _
                "GROSSLY	palpably" & @CRLF & _
                "GROUNDLING	one who sits in the pit of a theatre" & @CRLF & _
                "GROWING	accruing" & @CRLF & _
                "GUARD	decoration" & @CRLF & _
                "GUARD	to decorate" & @CRLF & _
                "GUARDAGE	guardianship" & @CRLF & _
                "GUINEA-HEN	the pintado, a cant term" & @CRLF & _
                "GULES	red, a term in heraldry" & @CRLF & _
                "GULF	the throat" & @CRLF & _
                "GUN-STONE	a cannon ball" & @CRLF & _
                "GUST	taste, relish" & @CRLF & _
                "GYVE	to fetter" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HACK	to become common" & @CRLF & _
                "HAGGARD	a wild or unreclaimed hawk" & @CRLF & _
                "HAG-SEED	seed or offspring of a hag" & @CRLF & _
                "HAIR	course, order, grain" & @CRLF & _
                "HALIDOM	holiness, sanctification, Christian fellowship;" & @CRLF & _
                "	used as an oath, and analogous to 'By my faith.'" & @CRLF & _
                "HALL	an open space to dance in" & @CRLF & _
                "HALLOWMAS	All Hallows' Day" & @CRLF & _
                "HAP	chance, fortune" & @CRLF & _
                "HAPPILY	accidentally" & @CRLF & _
                "HANDSAW	perhaps a corruption of Heronshaw; a hern" & @CRLF & _
                "HARDIMENT	defiance, brave deeds" & @CRLF & _
                "HARLOCK	charlock, wild mustard" & @CRLF & _
                "HARRY	to annoy, harass" & @CRLF & _
                "HAUGHT	haughty" & @CRLF & _
                "HAUNT	company" & @CRLF & _
                "HAVING	property, fortune" & @CRLF & _
                "HAVIOUR	behavior" & @CRLF & _
                "HAY	a term in fencing" & @CRLF & _
                "HEADY	violent, headlong" & @CRLF & _
                "HEAT	of 'to heat,' heated" & @CRLF & _
                "HEBENON	henbane" & @CRLF & _
                "HEFT	a heaving" & @CRLF & _
                "HEFT	furnished with a handle: hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	metaphorically, finished off, delicately formed" & @CRLF & _
                "HELM	to steer, manage" & @CRLF & _
                "HENCE	henceforward" & @CRLF & _
                "HENCHMAN	a page or attendant" & @CRLF & _
                "HENT	to seize, take" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIT	a beadsman, one bound to pray for another" & @CRLF & _
                "HEST	command" & @CRLF & _
                "HIGH	used in composition with adjectives to heighten" & @CRLF & _
                "	or emphasize their signification, as, high-" & @CRLF & _
                "	fantastical" & @CRLF & _
                "HIGHT	called" & @CRLF & _
                "HILD	held" & @CRLF & _
                "HILDING	a paltry fellow" & @CRLF & _
                "HINT	suggestion" & @CRLF & _
                "HIREN	a prostitute. with a pun on the word 'iron.'" & @CRLF & _
                "HIT	to agree" & @CRLF & _
                "HOISE	to hoist, heave up on high" & @CRLF & _
                "HOIST	hoisted" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLP	to help; helped" & @CRLF & _
                "HOME	to the utmost" & @CRLF & _
                "HONEST	chaste" & @CRLF & _
                "HONESTY	chastity" & @CRLF & _
                "HONEY-STALKS	the red clover" & @CRLF & _
                "HOODMAN-BLIND	the game now called blindman's-buff" & @CRLF & _
                "HORN-MAD	probably, 'harn-mad,' that is, brain-mad" & @CRLF & _
                "HOROLOGE	a clock" & @CRLF & _
                "HOT-HOUSE	a brothel" & @CRLF & _
                "HOX	to hamstring" & @CRLF & _
                "HUGGER-MUGGER	secresy" & @CRLF & _
                "HULL	to drift on the sea like a wrecked ship" & @CRLF & _
                "HUMOROUS	fitful, or, perhaps, hurried" & @CRLF & _
                "HUNT-COUNTER	to follow the scent the wrong way" & @CRLF & _
                "HUNTS-UP	a holla used in hunting when the game was on" & @CRLF & _
                "	foot" & @CRLF & _
                "HURLY	noise, confusion" & @CRLF & _
                "HURTLE	to clash" & @CRLF & _
                "HURTLING	noise, confusion" & @CRLF & _
                "HUSBANDRY	frugality" & @CRLF & _
                "	Management" & @CRLF & _
                "HUSWIFE	a jilt" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ICE-BROOK	an icy-cold brook" & @CRLF & _
                "I'FECKS	int. in faith, a euphemism" & @CRLF & _
                "IGNOMY	ignominy" & @CRLF & _
                "IMAGE	representation" & @CRLF & _
                "IMBARE	to bare, lay open" & @CRLF & _
                "IMMEDIACY	close connexion" & @CRLF & _
                "IMMOMENT	unimportant" & @CRLF & _
                "IMP	to graft. to splice a falcon's broken feathers" & @CRLF & _
                "IMP	a scion, a child" & @CRLF & _
                "IMPAWN	to stake, compromise" & @CRLF & _
                "IMPEACH	to bring into question" & @CRLF & _
                "IMPEACH	impeachment" & @CRLF & _
                "IMPEACHMENT	cause of censure, hindrance" & @CRLF & _
                "IMPERCEIVERANT	duff of perception" & @CRLF & _
                "IMPETICOS	to pocket" & @CRLF & _
                "IMPORTANCE	importunity" & @CRLF & _
                "IMPORTANT	importunate" & @CRLF & _
                "IMPORTING	significant" & @CRLF & _
                "IMPOSE	imposition, meaning command or task imposed" & @CRLF & _
                "	upon any one" & @CRLF & _
                "IMPOSITIONS	command" & @CRLF & _
                "IMPRESE	a device with a motto" & @CRLF & _
                "IMPRESS	to compel to serve" & @CRLF & _
                "INCAPABLE	unconscious" & @CRLF & _
                "INCARNARDINE	to dye red" & @CRLF & _
                "INCENSED	incited, egged on" & @CRLF & _
                "INCH-MEAL	by inch-meal, by portions of inches" & @CRLF & _
                "INCLINING	compliant" & @CRLF & _
                "INCLINING	inclination" & @CRLF & _
                "INCLIP	to embrace" & @CRLF & _
                "INCLUDE	conclude" & @CRLF & _
                "INCONY	fine, delicate" & @CRLF & _
                "INCORRECT	ill-regulated" & @CRLF & _
                "IND	India" & @CRLF & _
                "INDENT	to compound or bargain" & @CRLF & _
                "INDEX	a preface" & @CRLF & _
                "INDIFFERENT	ordinary" & @CRLF & _
                "INDIGEST	disordered" & @CRLF & _
                "INDITE	to invite" & @CRLF & _
                "	To convict" & @CRLF & _
                "INDUCTION	introduction, beginning" & @CRLF & _
                "INDURANCE	delay" & @CRLF & _
                "INFINITE	infinite power" & @CRLF & _
                "INGRAFT	to engraff, engrafted" & @CRLF & _
                "INHABITABLE	uninhabitable" & @CRLF & _
                "INHERIT	to possess" & @CRLF & _
                "INHOOPED	penned up in hoops" & @CRLF & _
                "INKHORN-MATE	a contemptuous term for an ecclesiastic, or man" & @CRLF & _
                "	of learning" & @CRLF & _
                "INKLE	a kind of narrow fillet or tape" & @CRLF & _
                "INLAND	civilized, well-educated" & @CRLF & _
                "INLY	inward" & @CRLF & _
                "INLY	inwardly" & @CRLF & _
                "INQUISITION	enquiry" & @CRLF & _
                "INSANE	that which causes insanity" & @CRLF & _
                "INSCONCE	to arm, fortify" & @CRLF & _
                "INSTANCE	example" & @CRLF & _
                "	Information" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reason, proof" & @CRLF & _
                "INTEND	to pretend" & @CRLF & _
                "INTENDING	regarding" & @CRLF & _
                "INTENDMENT	intention" & @CRLF & _
                "INTENTIVELY	attentively" & @CRLF & _
                "INTERESSED	allied" & @CRLF & _
                "INTERMISSION	pause, delay" & @CRLF & _
                "INTRENCHMENT	not capable of being cut" & @CRLF & _
                "INTRINSE	intricate" & @CRLF & _
                "INTRINSICATE	intricate" & @CRLF & _
                "INVENTION	imagination" & @CRLF & _
                "INWARD	an intimate friend" & @CRLF & _
                "	intimate" & @CRLF & _
                "INWARDNESS	intimacy" & @CRLF & _
                "IRREGULOUS	lawless, licentious" & @CRLF & _
                "ITERATION	reiteration" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JACK	a mean fellow" & @CRLF & _
                "JACK-A-LENT	a puppet thrown at in Lent" & @CRLF & _
                "JACK GUARDANT	a jack in office" & @CRLF & _
                "JADE	to whip, to treat with contempt" & @CRLF & _
                "JAR	the ticking of a clock" & @CRLF & _
                "JAR	to tick as a clock" & @CRLF & _
                "JAUNCE	to prance" & @CRLF & _
                "JESS	a strap of leather attached to the talons of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	hawk, by which it is held on the fist" & @CRLF & _
                "JEST	to tilt in a tournament" & @CRLF & _
                "JET	to strut" & @CRLF & _
                "JOURNAL	daily" & @CRLF & _
                "JOVIAL	appertaining to Jove" & @CRLF & _
                "JUDICIOUS	critical" & @CRLF & _
                "JUMP	to agree" & @CRLF & _
                "	to hazard" & @CRLF & _
                "JUMP	hazard" & @CRLF & _
                "JUMP	exactly, nicely" & @CRLF & _
                "JUSTICER	a judge, magistrate" & @CRLF & _
                "JUT	to encroach" & @CRLF & _
                "JUTTY	a projection" & @CRLF & _
                "JUTTY	to jut out beyond" & @CRLF & _
                "JUVENAL	youth, young man" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KAM	crooked" & @CRLF & _
                "KECKSY	hemlock" & @CRLF & _
                "KEECH	a lump of tallow" & @CRLF & _
                "KEEL	to skin" & @CRLF & _
                "KEEP	to restrain" & @CRLF & _
                "KEISAR	Caesar, Emperor" & @CRLF & _
                "KERN	the rude foot soldiers of the Irish" & @CRLF & _
                "KIBE	a chilblain" & @CRLF & _
                "KICKSHAW	a made dish" & @CRLF & _
                "KICKSY WICKSY	a wife, used in disdain" & @CRLF & _
                "KILN-HOLE	the ash-hole under a kiln" & @CRLF & _
                "KIND	nature" & @CRLF & _
                "KINDLE	to bring forth young; used only of beasts" & @CRLF & _
                "KINDLESS	unnatural" & @CRLF & _
                "KINDLY	natural" & @CRLF & _
                "KIRTLE	a gown" & @CRLF & _
                "KNAP	to snap, crack" & @CRLF & _
                "KNAVE	a boy" & @CRLF & _
                "	A serving-man" & @CRLF & _
                "KNOT	a figure in garden beds" & @CRLF & _
                "KNOW	to acknowledge" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LABRAS	lips" & @CRLF & _
                "LACED-MUTTON	a courtesan" & @CRLF & _
                "LAG	the lowest of the people" & @CRLF & _
                "LAG	late, behindhand" & @CRLF & _
                "LAKIN	ladykin, little lady, an endearing term applied" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the Virgin Mary in the oath, 'By our lakin.' " & @CRLF & _
                "LAND-DAMN	perhaps to extirpate; Hanmer thinks it means" & @CRLF & _
                "	to kill by stopping the urine" & @CRLF & _
                "LAPSED	taken, apprehended" & @CRLF & _
                "LARGE	licentious, free" & @CRLF & _
                "LARGESS	a present" & @CRLF & _
                "LASS-LORN	deserted by a mistress" & @CRLF & _
                "LATCH	to smear" & @CRLF & _
                "	To catch" & @CRLF & _
                "LATED	belated" & @CRLF & _
                "LATTEN	made of brass" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUND	lawn" & @CRLF & _
                "LAVOLTA	a dance" & @CRLF & _
                "LAY	wager" & @CRLF & _
                "LEAGUE	besieging army" & @CRLF & _
                "LEASING	lying" & @CRLF & _
                "LEATHER-COATS	a kind of apple" & @CRLF & _
                "LEECH	a physician" & @CRLF & _
                "LEER	countenance, complexion" & @CRLF & _
                "LEET	a manor court" & @CRLF & _
                "LEGE	to allege" & @CRLF & _
                "LEGERITY	lightness" & @CRLF & _
                "LEIGER	an ambassador resident abroad" & @CRLF & _
                "LEMAN	a lover or mistress" & @CRLF & _
                "LENTEN	meagre" & @CRLF & _
                "	That which may be eaten in Lent" & @CRLF & _
                "L'ENVOY	the farewell or moral at the end of a tale or" & @CRLF & _
                "	poem" & @CRLF & _
                "LET	to hinder" & @CRLF & _
                "	to binder" & @CRLF & _
                "LET	hindrance" & @CRLF & _
                "LETHE	death" & @CRLF & _
                "LEVEL	to aim" & @CRLF & _
                "LEVEL	that which is aimed at" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWD	ignorant, foolish" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWDLY	wickedly" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWDSTER	a lewd person" & @CRLF & _
                "LIBBARD	a leopard" & @CRLF & _
                "LIBERAL	licentious" & @CRLF & _
                "LIBERTY	libertinism" & @CRLF & _
                "LICENCE	licentiousness" & @CRLF & _
                "LIEF	dear" & @CRLF & _
                "LIFTER	a thief" & @CRLF & _
                "LIGHT O' LOVE	a tune so called" & @CRLF & _
                "LIGHTLY	easily, generally" & @CRLF & _
                "LIKE	to please" & @CRLF & _
                "LIKE	to liken, compare" & @CRLF & _
                "LIKE	likely" & @CRLF & _
                "LIKELIHOOD	promise, appearance" & @CRLF & _
                "LIKING	condition" & @CRLF & _
                "LIMBECK	an alembick, a still" & @CRLF & _
                "LIMBO	or Limbo patrum, the place where good men under" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Old Testament were believed to be imprisoned till" & @CRLF & _
                "	released by Christ after his crucifixion" & @CRLF & _
                "LIME	bird-lime" & @CRLF & _
                "LIME	to entangle as with bird-lime" & @CRLF & _
                "	To smear with bird-lime" & @CRLF & _
                "	To mix lime with beer or other liquor" & @CRLF & _
                "LIMN	to draw" & @CRLF & _
                "LINE	to cover on the inside" & @CRLF & _
                "	To strengthen by inner works" & @CRLF & _
                "LINSTOCK	a staff with a match at the end of it used by" & @CRLF & _
                "	gunners in firing cannon" & @CRLF & _
                "LIST	a margin, hence a bound or enclosure" & @CRLF & _
                "LITHER	lazy" & @CRLF & _
                "LITTLE	miniature" & @CRLF & _
                "LIVELIHOOD	appearance of life" & @CRLF & _
                "LIVERY	a law phrase, signifying the act of delivering" & @CRLF & _
                "	a freehold into the possession of the heir or" & @CRLF & _
                "	purchaser" & @CRLF & _
                "LIVING	lively, convincing" & @CRLF & _
                "LOACH	a fish so called" & @CRLF & _
                "LOB	a looby" & @CRLF & _
                "LOCKRAM	a sort of coarse linen" & @CRLF & _
                "LODE-STAR	the leading-star, pole-star" & @CRLF & _
                "LOFFE	to laugh" & @CRLF & _
                "LOGGATS	the game called nine-pins" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGLY	longingly" & @CRLF & _
                "LOOF	to lull, bring a vessel up to the wind" & @CRLF & _
                "LOON	a low contemptible fellow" & @CRLF & _
                "LOT	a prize in a lottery" & @CRLF & _
                "LOTTERY	that which falls to a man by lot" & @CRLF & _
                "LOWT	a clown" & @CRLF & _
                "LOWT	to treat one as a lowt, with contempt" & @CRLF & _
                "LOZEL	a spendthrift" & @CRLF & _
                "LUBBER	a leopard" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCE	n. the pike or jack, a fresh-water fish" & @CRLF & _
                "LUMPISH	duff, dejected" & @CRLF & _
                "LUNES	fits of lunacy" & @CRLF & _
                "LURCH	to defeat, to win" & @CRLF & _
                "LURCH	to shift, to play tricks" & @CRLF & _
                "LURE	a thing stuffed to resemble a bird with which" & @CRLF & _
                "	the falconer allures a hawk" & @CRLF & _
                "LUSH	juicy, luxuriant" & @CRLF & _
                "LUSTIG	lusty, cheerful" & @CRLF & _
                "LUXURIOUS	lascivious" & @CRLF & _
                "LUXURY	lust" & @CRLF & _
                "LYM	a limer or slow hound" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MADE	having his fortune made" & @CRLF & _
                "MAGNIFICO	the chief magistrate at Venice" & @CRLF & _
                "MAGOT-PIE	a magpie, a pie which feeds on magots" & @CRLF & _
                "MAIL	covered as with a coat of mail" & @CRLF & _
                "MAIN-COURSE	a sea-term" & @CRLF & _
                "MAKE	to do up, bar" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do" & @CRLF & _
                "MALKIN	a familiar name for Mary; hence a servant" & @CRLF & _
                "	wench" & @CRLF & _
                "MALLECHO	mischief" & @CRLF & _
                "MAMMERING	hesitating" & @CRLF & _
                "MAMMETS	a woman's breasts" & @CRLF & _
                "	A doll" & @CRLF & _
                "MAMMOCK	to break, tear" & @CRLF & _
                "MAN	to tame a hawk" & @CRLF & _
                "MANAGE	management" & @CRLF & _
                "MANDRAGORA	or Mandrake a plant of soporiferous quality," & @CRLF & _
                "	supposed to resemble a man" & @CRLF & _
                "MANKIND	having a masculine nature" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCHES	frontiers, borders" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCHPANE	a kind of sweet biscuit" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGENT	margin" & @CRLF & _
                "MARRY TRAP	an oath" & @CRLF & _
                "MARTLEMAS	the Feast of St. Martin, which occurs on the" & @CRLF & _
                "	11th of Nov. when the fine weather generally ends;" & @CRLF & _
                "	hence applied to an old man" & @CRLF & _
                "MATCH	an appointment" & @CRLF & _
                "MATE	to confound, dismay" & @CRLF & _
                "MEACOCK	tame, cowardly" & @CRLF & _
                "MEALED	mingled" & @CRLF & _
                "MEAN	instrument used to promote an end" & @CRLF & _
                "MEAN	the tenor part in a harmony" & @CRLF & _
                "MEAN	opportunity, power" & @CRLF & _
                "MEASURE	reach" & @CRLF & _
                "	A stately dance" & @CRLF & _
                "MEAZEL	a leper, spoken in contempt of a mean person" & @CRLF & _
                "MEDAL	a portrait in a locket" & @CRLF & _
                "MEDICINE	a physician" & @CRLF & _
                "MEED	reward, hire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Merit" & @CRLF & _
                "MEHERCLE	by Hercules" & @CRLF & _
                "MEINY	retinue" & @CRLF & _
                "MELL	to mix, to meddle" & @CRLF & _
                "MEMORISE	to cause to be remembered" & @CRLF & _
                "MEPHISTOPHILUS	the name of a familiar spirit" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCATANTE	a foreign trader" & @CRLF & _
                "MERELY	simply, absolutely" & @CRLF & _
                "MESS	a company of four" & @CRLF & _
                "METAPHYSICAL	supernatural" & @CRLF & _
                "METE-YARD	measuring-wand" & @CRLF & _
                "MEW UP	to confine" & @CRLF & _
                "MICHER	a truant" & @CRLF & _
                "MICKLE	much" & @CRLF & _
                "MILL-SIXPENCE	a milled sixpence" & @CRLF & _
                "MINCE	to do any thing affectedly" & @CRLF & _
                "MINCING	affected" & @CRLF & _
                "MISCREATE	illegitimate" & @CRLF & _
                "MISDOUBT	to suspect" & @CRLF & _
                "MISERY	avarice" & @CRLF & _
                "MISPRISE	to despise" & @CRLF & _
                "	To mistake" & @CRLF & _
                "MISPRISION	mistake" & @CRLF & _
                "MISSIVE	messenger" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTEMPERED	angry" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTHINK	to think ill of" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS	the jack in bowling" & @CRLF & _
                "MOBLED	muffled" & @CRLF & _
                "MODERN	commonplace" & @CRLF & _
                "MODULE	a model, image" & @CRLF & _
                "MOE	and more. Of frequent occurrence" & @CRLF & _
                "MOIETY	a portion" & @CRLF & _
                "MOME	a stupid person" & @CRLF & _
                "MOMENTANY	momentary" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTHS-MIND	a monthly commemoration of the dead, but used" & @CRLF & _
                "	ludicrously to mean a great mind or strong desire" & @CRLF & _
                "MOOD	anger" & @CRLF & _
                "MOON-CALF	a nick-name applied to Caliban" & @CRLF & _
                "MOONISH	inconstant" & @CRLF & _
                "MOP	nod" & @CRLF & _
                "MORISCO	a Moor" & @CRLF & _
                "MORRIS-PIKE	Moorish-pike" & @CRLF & _
                "MORT	death, applied to animals of the chase" & @CRLF & _
                "MORT-DU-VINAIGRE	a ridiculous oath" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTAL	fatal, deadly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Murderous" & @CRLF & _
                "MORTIFIED	ascetic" & @CRLF & _
                "MOSE	a doubtful word, applied to some disease" & @CRLF & _
                "	in a horse" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTION	solicitation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Emotion" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTION	a puppet" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTIVE	one who moves" & @CRLF & _
                "	That which moves" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTLEY	or the many-coloured coat of a fool, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	a fool" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTLEY-MINDED	foolish" & @CRLF & _
                "MOUSE-HUNT	a weasel" & @CRLF & _
                "MOW	to make grimaces" & @CRLF & _
                "MOY	a coin, probably a moidore" & @CRLF & _
                "MUCH	int. significant of contempt" & @CRLF & _
                "MUCH	used ironically" & @CRLF & _
                "MURE	a wall" & @CRLF & _
                "MUST	a scramble" & @CRLF & _
                "MUTINE	to mutiny" & @CRLF & _
                "MUTINE	a mutineer" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NAPKIN	a handkerchief" & @CRLF & _
                "NATURAL	an idiot" & @CRLF & _
                "NAYWARD	towards denial" & @CRLF & _
                "NAYWORD	a catch-word, by-word" & @CRLF & _
                "NEB	the beak" & @CRLF & _
                "NEELD	a needle" & @CRLF & _
                "NEIF	hand" & @CRLF & _
                "NEPHEW	a grandson" & @CRLF & _
                "NETHER-STOCKS	stockings" & @CRLF & _
                "NEXT	nearest" & @CRLF & _
                "NICE	foolish" & @CRLF & _
                "NICK	score or reckoning" & @CRLF & _
                "NICK	to brand with folly" & @CRLF & _
                "NIGHTED	black as night" & @CRLF & _
                "NIGHT-RULE	nightly solemnity" & @CRLF & _
                "NINE MEN'S MORRIS	a place set apart for a Moorish dance by" & @CRLF & _
                "	nine men" & @CRLF & _
                "NINNY	a fool, jester" & @CRLF & _
                "NOBILITY	nobleness" & @CRLF & _
                "NOBLE	a coin, worth 6s. 8d" & @CRLF & _
                "NODDY	a dolt" & @CRLF & _
                "NONCE	for the nonce, corrupted from 'for then once,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	for the occasion" & @CRLF & _
                "NOOK-SHOTTEN	indented with bays and creeks" & @CRLF & _
                "NOURISH	a nurse" & @CRLF & _
                "NOVUM	a game at dice" & @CRLF & _
                "NOWL	head" & @CRLF & _
                "NUTHOOK	a hook for pulling down nuts, hence a thief" & @CRLF & _
                "	" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "O	a circle" & @CRLF & _
                "OAR	to row as with oars" & @CRLF & _
                "OBSEQUIOUS	behaving as becomes one who attends funeral" & @CRLF & _
                "	obsequies" & @CRLF & _
                "OBSEQUIOUSLY	funereally" & @CRLF & _
                "OBSTACLE	ridiculously used for 'obstinate.'" & @CRLF & _
                "OCCUPATION	persons occupied in business" & @CRLF & _
                "OCCURENT	an incident" & @CRLF & _
                "OD'S BODY	|    'Od's in these" & @CRLF & _
                "OD'S HEARTLINGS	|  and all similar" & @CRLF & _
                "	| exclamations is" & @CRLF & _
                "OD'S PITTIKINS	|  a euphemism" & @CRLF & _
                "OD'S PLESSED WILL	|    for 'God's.'" & @CRLF & _
                "OEILLIAD	an amorous glance" & @CRLF & _
                "O'ERPARTED	having too important a part to act" & @CRLF & _
                "O'ER-RAUGHT	overreached" & @CRLF & _
                "	overtasked" & @CRLF & _
                "OFFERING	challenging" & @CRLF & _
                "OFFICE	benefit, kindness" & @CRLF & _
                "	use, function" & @CRLF & _
                "OLD	a cant term for great, as we say fine, or pretty" & @CRLF & _
                "ONCE	some time" & @CRLF & _
                "ONEYER	a banker.  A doubtful word" & @CRLF & _
                "OPE	open" & @CRLF & _
                "OPE	to open" & @CRLF & _
                "	to open" & @CRLF & _
                "OPEN	plain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Public" & @CRLF & _
                "OPEN	to give tongue as a hound" & @CRLF & _
                "OPERANT	active" & @CRLF & _
                "OPINIONED	used ridiculously for pinioned" & @CRLF & _
                "OPPOSITE	adversary" & @CRLF & _
                "OPPOSITION	combat" & @CRLF & _
                "OR	before" & @CRLF & _
                "ORDER	measures" & @CRLF & _
                "ORDINANCE	rank, order" & @CRLF & _
                "ORGULOUS	proud" & @CRLF & _
                "ORT	leaving, refuse" & @CRLF & _
                "OSTENT	show, appearance" & @CRLF & _
                "OSTENTATION	show, appearance" & @CRLF & _
                "	" & @CRLF & _
                "OUNCE	a beast of prey of the tiger kind" & @CRLF & _
                "OUPHE	a fairy" & @CRLF & _
                "OUSEL-COCK	the blackbird" & @CRLF & _
                "OUT	all out, fully" & @CRLF & _
                "OUT-LOOK	to face down" & @CRLF & _
                "OUTWARD	not in the secret of affairs" & @CRLF & _
                "OUTWARD	outside" & @CRLF & _
                "OWE	to own" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PACK	to practise unlawful confederacy" & @CRLF & _
                "PACK	a number of people confederated" & @CRLF & _
                "PADDOCK	a toad" & @CRLF & _
                "PAID	punished" & @CRLF & _
                "PALABRAS	words, a cant term, from the Spanish" & @CRLF & _
                "PALE	to enclose" & @CRLF & _
                "PALL	to wrap as with a pall" & @CRLF & _
                "PALLED	impaired" & @CRLF & _
                "PALMER	one who bears a palm-branch, in token of having" & @CRLF & _
                "	made a pilgrimage to Palestine" & @CRLF & _
                "PALMY	victorious" & @CRLF & _
                "PARCELLED	belonging to individuals" & @CRLF & _
                "PARD	the leopard" & @CRLF & _
                "PARITOR	an apparitor" & @CRLF & _
                "PARLE	talk" & @CRLF & _
                "PARLOUS	perilous" & @CRLF & _
                "	keen, shrewd" & @CRLF & _
                "PARTED	endowed, gifted" & @CRLF & _
                "PARTIZAN	a pike" & @CRLF & _
                "PASH	the face" & @CRLF & _
                "PASH	to strike violently, to bruise, crush" & @CRLF & _
                "PASS	to practise" & @CRLF & _
                "	To surpass expectation" & @CRLF & _
                "PASSANT	a term of heraldry, applied to animals" & @CRLF & _
                "	represented on the shield as passing by at a trot" & @CRLF & _
                "PASSING	surpassingly, exceedingly" & @CRLF & _
                "PASSION	to have feelings" & @CRLF & _
                "PASSIONATE	to suffer" & @CRLF & _
                "PASSY-MEASURE	a kind of dance" & @CRLF & _
                "PASTRY	the room where pastry was made" & @CRLF & _
                "PATCH	a mean fellow" & @CRLF & _
                "PATCHED	dressed in motley" & @CRLF & _
                "PATCHERY	trickery" & @CRLF & _
                "PATH	to walk" & @CRLF & _
                "PATHETICAL	affected, hypocritical" & @CRLF & _
                "PATIENT	to make patient, to compose" & @CRLF & _
                "PATINE	the metal disc on which the bread is placed in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the administration of the Eucharist" & @CRLF & _
                "PATTERN	to give an example of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Afford a pattern for" & @CRLF & _
                "PAUCA VERBA	few words" & @CRLF & _
                "PAUCAS	few, a cant word" & @CRLF & _
                "PAVIN	a dance" & @CRLF & _
                "PAX	a small image of Christ" & @CRLF & _
                "PAY	to despatch" & @CRLF & _
                "PEAT	a term of endearment for a child" & @CRLF & _
                "PEDASCULE	a pedant, schoolmaster" & @CRLF & _
                "PEER	to peep out" & @CRLF & _
                "PEIZE	to balance, weigh down" & @CRLF & _
                "PELTING	paltry" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDU	lost" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDURABLE	durable" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDY	a euphemism for Par Dieu" & @CRLF & _
                "PERFECT	certain" & @CRLF & _
                "PERFECT	to inform perfectly" & @CRLF & _
                "PERIAPTS	charms worn round the neck" & @CRLF & _
                "PERJURE	a perjured person" & @CRLF & _
                "PERSEVER	to persevere" & @CRLF & _
                "PERSPECTIVE	a telescope, or some sort of optical glass" & @CRLF & _
                "PEW-FELLOW	a comrade" & @CRLF & _
                "PHEEZE	to comb, fleece, curry" & @CRLF & _
                "PIA-MATER	the membrane covering the brain, the brain" & @CRLF & _
                "	itself" & @CRLF & _
                "PICK	to pitch, throw" & @CRLF & _
                "PICKED	chosen, selected" & @CRLF & _
                "PICKERS	(and stealers), the fingers, used ridiculously" & @CRLF & _
                "PICKING	insignificant" & @CRLF & _
                "PICKT-HATCH	a place noted for brothels. Merry Wives" & @CRLF & _
                "	of Windsor" & @CRLF & _
                "PIED	motley-coated, wearing the motley coat of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	jester" & @CRLF & _
                "PIELED	shaven" & @CRLF & _
                "PLIGHT	pitched" & @CRLF & _
                "PILCHER	a scabbard" & @CRLF & _
                "PILL	to pillage" & @CRLF & _
                "PIN	a malady of the eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	The centre of a target" & @CRLF & _
                "PINFOLD	a pound, a place to confine lost cattle" & @CRLF & _
                "PIONED	digged" & @CRLF & _
                "PLACKET	a petticoat-front" & @CRLF & _
                "PLAIN SONG	a simple air" & @CRLF & _
                "PLAITED	intricate" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANCHED	made of boards" & @CRLF & _
                "PLANTATION	colonizing, planting a colony" & @CRLF & _
                "PLAUSIVE	plausible" & @CRLF & _
                "PLEACHED	interwoven" & @CRLF & _
                "POINT	a lace furnished with a tag by which the" & @CRLF & _
                "	breeches were held up" & @CRLF & _
                "POINT-DE-VICE	faultless" & @CRLF & _
                "POISE	balance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doubt" & @CRLF & _
                "POLLED	bare" & @CRLF & _
                "POMANDER	a perfumed ball" & @CRLF & _
                "POMEWATER	a kind of apple" & @CRLF & _
                "POOR-JOHN	a herring" & @CRLF & _
                "POPINJAY	a parrot" & @CRLF & _
                "PORT	pomp, state" & @CRLF & _
                "PORT	a gate" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTABLE	bearable" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTANCE	conduct, behavior" & @CRLF & _
                "POSSESS	to inform" & @CRLF & _
                "POTCH	to push violently" & @CRLF & _
                "POTENT	a potentate" & @CRLF & _
                "POUNCET-BOX	a box for holding perfumes" & @CRLF & _
                "POWER	forces, army" & @CRLF & _
                "PRACTISE	wicked stratagem" & @CRLF & _
                "PRACTISANT	a confederate" & @CRLF & _
                "PRANK	to dress up" & @CRLF & _
                "PRECEPT	a justice's summons" & @CRLF & _
                "PRECIOUSLY	in business of great importance" & @CRLF & _
                "PREGNANCY	fertility of invention" & @CRLF & _
                "PREGNANT	fertile of invention" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ready" & @CRLF & _
                "	Obvious" & @CRLF & _
                "PRENOMINATE	to name beforehand, to prophesy" & @CRLF & _
                "PRE-ORDINANCE	old-established law" & @CRLF & _
                "PRESENCE	the presence-chamber" & @CRLF & _
                "	High bearing" & @CRLF & _
                "PREST	ready" & @CRLF & _
                "PRETENCE	design" & @CRLF & _
                "PRETEND	to portend" & @CRLF & _
                "	To intend" & @CRLF & _
                "PREVENT	to anticipate" & @CRLF & _
                "PRICK	the mark denoting the hour on a dial" & @CRLF & _
                "PRICK	to incite" & @CRLF & _
                "	To choose by pricking a hole with a pin opposite the" & @CRLF & _
                "	name" & @CRLF & _
                "PRICK-SONG	music sung in parts by note" & @CRLF & _
                "PRICKET	a stag of two years" & @CRLF & _
                "PRIDE	heat" & @CRLF & _
                "PRIG	to steal" & @CRLF & _
                "PRIME	rank, lecherous" & @CRLF & _
                "PRIMER	more-important" & @CRLF & _
                "PRIMERO	a game at cards" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCIPALITY	that which holds the highest place" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCOX	a coxcomb" & @CRLF & _
                "PRISER	a prize-fighter" & @CRLF & _
                "PROCURE	to bring" & @CRLF & _
                "PREFACE	interj. much good may it do you" & @CRLF & _
                "PROFANE	outspoken" & @CRLF & _
                "PROGRESS	a royal ceremonial journey" & @CRLF & _
                "PROJECT	to shape or contrive" & @CRLF & _
                "PROMPTURE	suggestion" & @CRLF & _
                "PRONE	ready, willing" & @CRLF & _
                "PROOF	strength of manhood" & @CRLF & _
                "PROPAGATE	to advance, to forward" & @CRLF & _
                "PROPAGATION	obtaining" & @CRLF & _
                "PROPER-FALSE	natural falsehood" & @CRLF & _
                "PROPERTIED	endowed with the properties of" & @CRLF & _
                "PROPERTIES	scenes, dresses, &c. used in a theatre" & @CRLF & _
                "	" & @CRLF & _
                "PROPERTY	to take possession of" & @CRLF & _
                "PROPOSE	to suppose, for the sake of argument" & @CRLF & _
                "	To converse" & @CRLF & _
                "PROPOSE	conversation" & @CRLF & _
                "PROROGUE	to defer" & @CRLF & _
                "PROVAND	provender" & @CRLF & _
                "PROVISION	forecast" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCELLE	a virgin, the name given to Joan of Arc" & @CRLF & _
                "PUDENCY	modesty" & @CRLF & _
                "PUGGING	thieving" & @CRLF & _
                "PUN	to pound" & @CRLF & _
                "PURCHASE	to acquire, win" & @CRLF & _
                "PURCHASE	gain, winnings" & @CRLF & _
                "PUT	to compel" & @CRLF & _
                "PUTTER-ON	an instigator" & @CRLF & _
                "PUTTER-OUT	one who lends money at interest" & @CRLF & _
                "PUTTING-ON	instigation" & @CRLF & _
                "PUTTOCK	a kite" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUAIL	to faint, be languid, be afraid" & @CRLF & _
                "	to cause to quail" & @CRLF & _
                "QUAINT	curiously beautiful" & @CRLF & _
                "QUAKE	to cause to quake or tremble" & @CRLF & _
                "QUALIFY	to moderate" & @CRLF & _
                "QUALITY	those of the same nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rank or condition" & @CRLF & _
                "QUARREL	a suit, cause" & @CRLF & _
                "QUARRY	game, a heap of game" & @CRLF & _
                "QUART D'ECU	a quarter crown" & @CRLF & _
                "QUARTER	the post allotted to a soldier" & @CRLF & _
                "QUAT	a pimple; used in contempt of a person" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEASY	squeamish, unsettled" & @CRLF & _
                "	" & @CRLF & _
                "QUELL	murder" & @CRLF & _
                "QUENCH	to grow cool" & @CRLF & _
                "QUERN	a hand-mill" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEST	enquiry, search, inquest, jury" & @CRLF & _
                "QUESTRIST	one who goes in search of another" & @CRLF & _
                "QUICK	so far gone in pregnancy that the child is" & @CRLF & _
                "	alive" & @CRLF & _
                "QUICKEN	to come to life" & @CRLF & _
                "QUIDDIT	|  a subtle question" & @CRLF & _
                "QUIDDITY	|" & @CRLF & _
                "QUILLET	quidebet, a subtle case in law" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINTAIN	a post for tilting at" & @CRLF & _
                "QUIP	sharp jest, a taunt" & @CRLF & _
                "QUIRE	to sing in concert" & @CRLF & _
                "QUIT	to requite, respond" & @CRLF & _
                "QUIT	past tense of the verb to quit, quitted" & @CRLF & _
                "QUITANCE	requital" & @CRLF & _
                "QUIVER	active" & @CRLF & _
                "QUOTE	to note" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RABATO	a ruff" & @CRLF & _
                "RABBIT-SUCKER	a weasel" & @CRLF & _
                "RACE	breed; inherited nature" & @CRLF & _
                "RACK	wreck" & @CRLF & _
                "RACK	to enhance the price of anything" & @CRLF & _
                "	To drive as clouds" & @CRLF & _
                "RAG	a term of contempt applied to persons" & @CRLF & _
                "RAKE	to cover" & @CRLF & _
                "RAPT	transported with emotion" & @CRLF & _
                "RAPTURE	a fit" & @CRLF & _
                "RASCAL	a lean deer" & @CRLF & _
                "RASH	quick, violent" & @CRLF & _
                "RATE	opinion, judgment" & @CRLF & _
                "RATE	to assign, to value" & @CRLF & _
                "	To scold" & @CRLF & _
                "RATOLORUM	a ludicrous mistake for Rotulorum" & @CRLF & _
                "RAUGHT	past tense of reach" & @CRLF & _
                "RAVIN	ravenous" & @CRLF & _
                "RAVIN	to devour" & @CRLF & _
                "RAWLY	inadequately" & @CRLF & _
                "RAWNESS	unprovided state" & @CRLF & _
                "RAYED	arrayed, served" & @CRLF & _
                "RAZED	slashed" & @CRLF & _
                "REAR-MOUSE	the bat" & @CRLF & _
                "REBATE	to deprive of keenness" & @CRLF & _
                "REBECK	a three-stringed fiddle" & @CRLF & _
                "RECEIPT	money received" & @CRLF & _
                "RECEIVING	capacity" & @CRLF & _
                "RECHEAT	a point of the chase to call back the hounds" & @CRLF & _
                "RECORD	to sing" & @CRLF & _
                "RECORDER	a flute" & @CRLF & _
                "RECURE	to cure, recover" & @CRLF & _
                "RED-LATTICE	suitable to an ale-house, because ale-houses" & @CRLF & _
                "	had commonly red lattices" & @CRLF & _
                "RED-PLAGUE	erysipelas" & @CRLF & _
                "REDUCE	to bring back" & @CRLF & _
                "REECHY	smoky, dirty" & @CRLF & _
                "REFELL	to refute" & @CRLF & _
                "REFER	to reserve to" & @CRLF & _
                "REGIMENT	government" & @CRLF & _
                "REGREET	a salutation" & @CRLF & _
                "REGREET	to salute" & @CRLF & _
                "REGUERDON	requital" & @CRLF & _
                "RELATIVE	applicable" & @CRLF & _
                "REMEMBER	to remind" & @CRLF & _
                "REMORSE	pity" & @CRLF & _
                "REMORSEFUL	full of pity, compassionate" & @CRLF & _
                "REMOTION	removal" & @CRLF & _
                "REMOVED	sequestered, remote" & @CRLF & _
                "RENDER	to describe you" & @CRLF & _
                "RENDER	account" & @CRLF & _
                "RENEGE	to renounce, to deny" & @CRLF & _
                "REPAIR	to renovate, comfort" & @CRLF & _
                "REPEAL	to reverse the sentence of exile. Two" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gentlemen of Verona" & @CRLF & _
                "REPROOF	confutation" & @CRLF & _
                "REPUGN	to resist" & @CRLF & _
                "REQUIEM	mass for the dead, so called because it begins" & @CRLF & _
                "	with the words, Requiem eternam dona eis, Domine" & @CRLF & _
                "RESOLVE	to satisfy" & @CRLF & _
                "	To dissolve" & @CRLF & _
                "RESPECT	consideration" & @CRLF & _
                "RESPECTIVE	respectful, thoughtful" & @CRLF & _
                "RESPECTIVE	corresponding" & @CRLF & _
                "RESPECTIVELY	respectfully" & @CRLF & _
                "RETAILED	handed down" & @CRLF & _
                "RETIRE	retreat" & @CRLF & _
                "RETIRE	to draw back" & @CRLF & _
                "REVERB	to echo" & @CRLF & _
                "REVOLT	a rebel" & @CRLF & _
                "RIB	to enclose as within ribs" & @CRLF & _
                "RID	to destroy" & @CRLF & _
                "RIFT	to split" & @CRLF & _
                "	to split" & @CRLF & _
                "RIFT	a split" & @CRLF & _
                "RIGGISH	wanton" & @CRLF & _
                "RIGOL	a circle" & @CRLF & _
                "RIPE	drunk" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVAGE	the shore" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVAL	a partner" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVALITY	equal rank" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVE	to fire" & @CRLF & _
                "ROAD	the high road, applied to a common woman" & @CRLF & _
                "ROISTING	roistering, violent" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMAGE	unusual stir" & @CRLF & _
                "RONVON	a term of contempt applied to a woman" & @CRLF & _
                "ROOD	the crucifix" & @CRLF & _
                "ROOK	a cheater" & @CRLF & _
                "ROPERY	roguery" & @CRLF & _
                "ROPE-TRICKS	tricks such as are played by a rope-dancer" & @CRLF & _
                "ROUND	to whisper" & @CRLF & _
                "	To become great with child" & @CRLF & _
                "	to finish off" & @CRLF & _
                "ROUND	a diadem" & @CRLF & _
                "ROUND	unceremonious" & @CRLF & _
                "ROUNDEL	a dance or song" & @CRLF & _
                "ROUNDURE	an enclosure" & @CRLF & _
                "ROUSE	carousal" & @CRLF & _
                "ROYNISH	mangy" & @CRLF & _
                "RUBIOUS	ruddy" & @CRLF & _
                "RUDDOCK	the redbreast" & @CRLF & _
                "RUSH	to push" & @CRLF & _
                "RUSHLING	rustling" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SACRIFICIAL	reverent, as words used in religious worship" & @CRLF & _
                "SACRING-BELL	the little bell rung at mass to give notice" & @CRLF & _
                "	that the elements are consecrated" & @CRLF & _
                "SAD	serious" & @CRLF & _
                "SADLY	seriously" & @CRLF & _
                "SADNESS	seriousness" & @CRLF & _
                "SAFE	to make safe" & @CRLF & _
                "SAG	to hang down" & @CRLF & _
                "SALT	lascivious" & @CRLF & _
                "SALT	taste" & @CRLF & _
                "SANDED	marked with yellow spots" & @CRLF & _
                "SANS	without" & @CRLF & _
                "SAUCY	lascivious" & @CRLF & _
                "SAW	a moral saying" & @CRLF & _
                "SAY	silken" & @CRLF & _
                "SAY	assay, taste, relish" & @CRLF & _
                "SCAFFOLDAGE	the gallery of a theatre" & @CRLF & _
                "SCALD	scurvy, scabby" & @CRLF & _
                "SCALE	to weigh in scales" & @CRLF & _
                "SCALL	a scab, a word of reproach" & @CRLF & _
                "SCAMBLE	to scramble" & @CRLF & _
                "SCAMEL	probably a misprint for sea-mel, sea-mew" & @CRLF & _
                "SCAN	to examine subtly" & @CRLF & _
                "SCANT	to cut short, to spare" & @CRLF & _
                "SCANT	scanty, short" & @CRLF & _
                "	scarcely" & @CRLF & _
                "SCANTLING	a small portion" & @CRLF & _
                "SCAPE	to escape" & @CRLF & _
                "SCAPE	a sally" & @CRLF & _
                "SCATHE	injury" & @CRLF & _
                "SCATHE	to injure" & @CRLF & _
                "SCATHFUL	destructive" & @CRLF & _
                "SCONCE	the head" & @CRLF & _
                "SCOTCH	to bruise or cut slightly" & @CRLF & _
                "SCRIMER	a fencer" & @CRLF & _
                "SCROYLE	a scabby fellow" & @CRLF & _
                "SCULL	a shoal of fish" & @CRLF & _
                "SCURVY	scabby; metaph. mean" & @CRLF & _
                "SEAL	to set one's seal to a deed; hence, to confirm" & @CRLF & _
                "SEAM	fat" & @CRLF & _
                "SEAMY	showing the seam or sewing" & @CRLF & _
                "SEAR	scorched, withered" & @CRLF & _
                "SEAR	to stigmatise" & @CRLF & _
                "SEARCH	to probe; hence, to apply a healing remedy" & @CRLF & _
                "	" & @CRLF & _
                "SEATED	fixed, confirmed" & @CRLF & _
                "SECT	a slip or scion" & @CRLF & _
                "	A political party" & @CRLF & _
                "SECURELY	inconsiderately" & @CRLF & _
                "SEEL	to close" & @CRLF & _
                "SEELING	closing, blinding" & @CRLF & _
                "SEEMING	seemly, becomingly" & @CRLF & _
                "SEEMING	outward manner and appearance" & @CRLF & _
                "SEEN	versed, instructed" & @CRLF & _
                "SELD	seldom" & @CRLF & _
                "SELF-BOUNTY	native goodness" & @CRLF & _
                "SEMBLABLY	alike" & @CRLF & _
                "SENIORY	seniority" & @CRLF & _
                "SENNET	a flourish of trumpets" & @CRLF & _
                "SEPULCHRE	to bury" & @CRLF & _
                "SEQUESTRATION	separation" & @CRLF & _
                "SERE	dry" & @CRLF & _
                "SERJEANT	a bailiff" & @CRLF & _
                "SERPIGO	a cutaneous disease" & @CRLF & _
                "SERVICEABLE	'serviceable vows,' vows that you will do" & @CRLF & _
                "	her service, or be her servant" & @CRLF & _
                "SETEBOS	the name of a fiend" & @CRLF & _
                "SETTER	one who watches travellers to give information" & @CRLF & _
                "	to thieves" & @CRLF & _
                "SEVERAL	land which is not common but appropriated" & @CRLF & _
                "SHAME	to be ashamed" & @CRLF & _
                "SHAME	modesty" & @CRLF & _
                "SHARDS	shreds, broken fragments of pottery" & @CRLF & _
                "SHARDS	the wing cases of beetles; hence 'sharded,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	and 'shard-borne,' " & @CRLF & _
                "SHARKED	snatched up, as a shark does his prey" & @CRLF & _
                "SHEEN	brilliancy" & @CRLF & _
                "SHEER	pure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unmixed" & @CRLF & _
                "SHENT	rebuked, blamed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hurt" & @CRLF & _
                "SHERIFF'S-POST	a post at the door of a sheriff, to which royal" & @CRLF & _
                "	proclamations were fixed" & @CRLF & _
                "SHIVE	slice" & @CRLF & _
                "SHOT	the reckoning at an ale-house" & @CRLF & _
                "SHOUGHS	shaggy dogs" & @CRLF & _
                "SHOULDERED	plunged" & @CRLF & _
                "SHOVEL-BOARD	game played by sliding metal pieces along" & @CRLF & _
                "	a board at a mark" & @CRLF & _
                "SHREWD	mischievous" & @CRLF & _
                "SHRIFT	confession" & @CRLF & _
                "	Absolution" & @CRLF & _
                "SHRIVE	to confess" & @CRLF & _
                "SHRIVING-TIME	time for confession" & @CRLF & _
                "SHROUD	to enshroud oneself, cover oneself up" & @CRLF & _
                "SIDE-SLEEVES	loose hanging sleeves" & @CRLF & _
                "SIEGE	seat" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stool" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rank" & @CRLF & _
                "SIGHT	an aperture in a helmet" & @CRLF & _
                "SIGHTLESS	invisible" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unsightly" & @CRLF & _
                "SIGN	to give an omen" & @CRLF & _
                "SILLY	simple, rustic" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMULAR	counterfeit, feigned" & @CRLF & _
                "SINGLE	feeble" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR	a title applied to a bachelor of arts at the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Universities" & @CRLF & _
                "SITH	since" & @CRLF & _
                "SITHENCE	since" & @CRLF & _
                "SIZES	allowances" & @CRLF & _
                "SKAINS-MATES	scapegraces" & @CRLF & _
                "SKILL	to be of importance" & @CRLF & _
                "SKILLESS	ignorant" & @CRLF & _
                "SKIMBLE-SKAMBLE	rambling, disjointed" & @CRLF & _
                "SKINKER	a drawer of liquor" & @CRLF & _
                "SKIRR	to scour" & @CRLF & _
                "SLACK	slacken" & @CRLF & _
                "SLAVE	to turn to slavish uses" & @CRLF & _
                "SLEAVE	floss-silk" & @CRLF & _
                "SLEDDED	sledged" & @CRLF & _
                "SLEIDED	untwisted, raw, applied to silk" & @CRLF & _
                "	 (Gower)" & @CRLF & _
                "SLEIGHTS	artifices" & @CRLF & _
                "SLIPPER	slippery" & @CRLF & _
                "SLIPS	a kind of noose, or leash" & @CRLF & _
                "	A piece of base money" & @CRLF & _
                "SLIVER	to slice" & @CRLF & _
                "SLIVER	a slice" & @CRLF & _
                "SLOPS	loose breeches" & @CRLF & _
                "SLUBBER	to slur over" & @CRLF & _
                "SMIRCHED	smeared, soiled" & @CRLF & _
                "SMOOTH	to flatter" & @CRLF & _
                "SMOOTHED	flattered, fawned upon" & @CRLF & _
                "SNEAP	taunt, sarcasm" & @CRLF & _
                "SNEAPED	pinched" & @CRLF & _
                "SNECK-UP	go hang! " & @CRLF & _
                "SNUFF	anger" & @CRLF & _
                "	'To take in snuff' is to take offence" & @CRLF & _
                "SOFTLY	gently" & @CRLF & _
                "SOIL	spot, taint" & @CRLF & _
                "SOLICIT	solicitation" & @CRLF & _
                "SOLIDARE	a small coin" & @CRLF & _
                "SOLVE	solution" & @CRLF & _
                "SOMETIMES	formerly" & @CRLF & _
                "SOOTH	truth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Conciliation" & @CRLF & _
                "SOOTH	true" & @CRLF & _
                "SOREL	a buck of the third year" & @CRLF & _
                "SORRIEST	most sorrowful" & @CRLF & _
                "SORRY	sorrowful, dismal" & @CRLF & _
                "SORT	a company" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rank, condition" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lot" & @CRLF & _
                "	'In a sort,' in a manner" & @CRLF & _
                "SORT	to choose" & @CRLF & _
                "	to suit" & @CRLF & _
                "	To consort" & @CRLF & _
                "SOT	fool" & @CRLF & _
                "SOUL-FEARING	soul-terrifying" & @CRLF & _
                "SOWL	to lug, drag" & @CRLF & _
                "SOWTER	name of a dog" & @CRLF & _
                "SPECIALLY	a special contract" & @CRLF & _
                "SPED	settled, done for" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	fortune" & @CRLF & _
                "SPERR	to bolt, fasten" & @CRLF & _
                "SPIAL	spy" & @CRLF & _
                "SPILL	to destroy" & @CRLF & _
                "SPILTH	spilling" & @CRLF & _
                "SPLEEN	violent haste" & @CRLF & _
                "	Used of the lightning flash" & @CRLF & _
                "SPRAG	quick" & @CRLF & _
                "SPRING	shoot, bud" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beginning" & @CRLF & _
                "SPRINGHALT	stringhalt, a disease of horses" & @CRLF & _
                "SPRITED	haunted" & @CRLF & _
                "SPURS	roots of trees" & @CRLF & _
                "SQUANDERED	scattered" & @CRLF & _
                "SQUARE	to quarrel" & @CRLF & _
                "SQUARE	the front part of a woman's dress, stomacher" & @CRLF & _
                "SQUARE	equitable" & @CRLF & _
                "SQUARER	quarreller" & @CRLF & _
                "SQUASH	an unripe peascod" & @CRLF & _
                "SQUIER	a square or rule" & @CRLF & _
                "SQUINY	to squint" & @CRLF & _
                "STAGGERS	a disease in horses, attended with giddiness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	hence any bewildering distress" & @CRLF & _
                "STAIN	to disfigure" & @CRLF & _
                "STALE	a decoy" & @CRLF & _
                "	A gull" & @CRLF & _
                "	A prostitute" & @CRLF & _
                "STALE	to make stale, deprive anything of its" & @CRLF & _
                "	freshness" & @CRLF & _
                "STAND UPON	to be incumbent on" & @CRLF & _
                "STANIEL	an inferior kind of hawk" & @CRLF & _
                "STARK	stiff" & @CRLF & _
                "STARKLY	stiffly" & @CRLF & _
                "STATE	a canopied chair" & @CRLF & _
                "STATION	attitude" & @CRLF & _
                "	Act of standing" & @CRLF & _
                "STATIST	a statesman" & @CRLF & _
                "STATUA	a statue" & @CRLF & _
                "STATUE	image, picture" & @CRLF & _
                "STATUTE	security, obligation" & @CRLF & _
                "STATUTE-CAPS	woollen caps worn by citizens" & @CRLF & _
                "STAY	a cheque" & @CRLF & _
                "STEAD	to profit" & @CRLF & _
                "STEELED	set or fixed" & @CRLF & _
                "STERNAGE	steerage, course" & @CRLF & _
                "STICKLER	an arbitrator in combats" & @CRLF & _
                "STIGMATIC	a deformed person" & @CRLF & _
                "STIGMATICAL	deformed" & @CRLF & _
                "STILL	constant" & @CRLF & _
                "STILL	constantly" & @CRLF & _
                "STILLY	softly" & @CRLF & _
                "STINT	to stop" & @CRLF & _
                "	to stop" & @CRLF & _
                "STITHY	a smith's forge" & @CRLF & _
                "STITHY	to forge" & @CRLF & _
                "STOCCADO	a stoccata, or thrust in fencing" & @CRLF & _
                "STOCK	a stocking" & @CRLF & _
                "STOMACH	courage, stubbornness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Appetite, inclination" & @CRLF & _
                "STONE-BOW	a cross-bow for throwing stones" & @CRLF & _
                "STOUP	a cup" & @CRLF & _
                "STOUT	strong, healthy" & @CRLF & _
                "STOVER	fodder" & @CRLF & _
                "STRACHY	A word of doubtful meaning" & @CRLF & _
                "STRAIGHT	immediately" & @CRLF & _
                "STRAIN	lineage" & @CRLF & _
                "	Disposition" & @CRLF & _
                "STRAITED	straitened" & @CRLF & _
                "STRANGE	foreign" & @CRLF & _
                "	Coy, reserved" & @CRLF & _
                "	Marvellous" & @CRLF & _
                "STRANGENESS	coyness, reserve" & @CRLF & _
                "STRANGER	foreigner" & @CRLF & _
                "STRAPPADO	a kind of punishment" & @CRLF & _
                "STRICTURE	strictness" & @CRLF & _
                "STROSSERS	trowsers" & @CRLF & _
                "STUCK	a thrust of a sword" & @CRLF & _
                "STUCK IN	corruption of stoccata" & @CRLF & _
                "STUFF	baggage" & @CRLF & _
                "	Material, substance" & @CRLF & _
                "STUFFED	filled, stored" & @CRLF & _
                "STY	to lodge as in a sty" & @CRLF & _
                "SUBSCRIBE	to yield" & @CRLF & _
                "	to succumb" & @CRLF & _
                "SUCCESS	issue, consequence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Succession" & @CRLF & _
                "SUCCESSIVE	succeeding" & @CRLF & _
                "SUCCESSIVELY	in succession" & @CRLF & _
                "SUDDEN	hasty, rash" & @CRLF & _
                "SUDDENLY	hastily" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFERANCE	suffering" & @CRLF & _
                "SUGGEST	to tempt, entice" & @CRLF & _
                "SUGGESTION	temptation, enticement" & @CRLF & _
                "SUITED	dressed" & @CRLF & _
                "SULLEN	doleful, melancholy" & @CRLF & _
                "SUMPTER	a horse that carries provisions on a journey" & @CRLF & _
                "SUPPOSE	a trick, imposition" & @CRLF & _
                "SUPPOSED	counterfeit" & @CRLF & _
                "SURCEASE	to cease" & @CRLF & _
                "SURCEASE	cessation, end" & @CRLF & _
                "SURPRISE	to capture by surprise" & @CRLF & _
                "SUR-REINED	over-worked" & @CRLF & _
                "SUSPECT	suspicion" & @CRLF & _
                "SUSPIRE	to breathe" & @CRLF & _
                "SWABBER	a sweeper of the deck of a ship" & @CRLF & _
                "SWARTH	black" & @CRLF & _
                "SWARTH	quantity of grass cut down by one sweep of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	scythe" & @CRLF & _
                "SWASHER	swaggerer" & @CRLF & _
                "SWASHING	dashing, smashing" & @CRLF & _
                "SWATH	The same as 'swarth.' " & @CRLF & _
                "SWATHLING	swaddling" & @CRLF & _
                "SWAY	to move on" & @CRLF & _
                "SWEAR	to adjure" & @CRLF & _
                "SWEAR OVER	to out-swear" & @CRLF & _
                "SWIFT	ready, quick" & @CRLF & _
                "SWINGE-BUCKLER	a bully" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TABLE	a tablet, note-book" & @CRLF & _
                "TABLE-BOOK	note-book" & @CRLF & _
                "TABLES	the game of backgammon" & @CRLF & _
                "	A note-book" & @CRLF & _
                "TABOUR	a small side-drum" & @CRLF & _
                "TABOURER	a player on the tabour" & @CRLF & _
                "TABOURINE	tambourine, drum" & @CRLF & _
                "TAG	the rabble" & @CRLF & _
                "TAINT	tainted" & @CRLF & _
                "TAINTURE	defilement" & @CRLF & _
                "TAKE	to infect, blast, bewitch" & @CRLF & _
                "TAKE IN	to conquer" & @CRLF & _
                "TAKE OUT	to copy" & @CRLF & _
                "TAKE UP	to borrow money, or buy on credit" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make up a quarrel" & @CRLF & _
                "TAKING	infection, malignant influence" & @CRLF & _
                "TAKING UP	buying on credit" & @CRLF & _
                "TALE	counting, reckoning" & @CRLF & _
                "TALL	strong, valiant" & @CRLF & _
                "TALLOW-CATCH	a lump of tallow" & @CRLF & _
                "TANG	twang, sound" & @CRLF & _
                "TANG	to sound" & @CRLF & _
                "TANLING	anything tanned by the sun" & @CRLF & _
                "TARRE	to excite, urge on" & @CRLF & _
                "TARRIANCE	delay" & @CRLF & _
                "TARTAR	Tartarus" & @CRLF & _
                "TASK	to tax" & @CRLF & _
                "	Challenge" & @CRLF & _
                "TASKING	challenging" & @CRLF & _
                "TASTE	to try" & @CRLF & _
                "TAWDRY-LACE	a rustic necklace" & @CRLF & _
                "TAXATION	satire, sarcasm" & @CRLF & _
                "TAXING	satire" & @CRLF & _
                "TEEN	grief" & @CRLF & _
                "TELL	to count" & @CRLF & _
                "TEMPER	to mix" & @CRLF & _
                "TEMPERANCE	temperature" & @CRLF & _
                "TEMPERED	mixed" & @CRLF & _
                "TEND	to attend to" & @CRLF & _
                "TENDER	to hold, to esteem" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have consideration for" & @CRLF & _
                "TENT	to probe as a wound" & @CRLF & _
                "TENT	a probe for searching a wound" & @CRLF & _
                "TERCEL	the male of the goshawk" & @CRLF & _
                "TERMAGANT	a ranting character in old plays" & @CRLF & _
                "TESTED	pure, assayed" & @CRLF & _
                "TESTERN	to reward with a tester, or six-pence" & @CRLF & _
                "THARBOROUGH	a constable" & @CRLF & _
                "THEORICK	theory" & @CRLF & _
                "THEWES	sinews, muscles" & @CRLF & _
                "THICK	rapidly" & @CRLF & _
                "THICK-PLEACHED	thickly intertwined" & @CRLF & _
                "THIRD-BOROUGH	a constable" & @CRLF & _
                "THOUGHT	anxiety, grief" & @CRLF & _
                "	So 'to take thought' is to give way to grief" & @CRLF & _
                "THRASONICAL	boastful" & @CRLF & _
                "THREE-MAN BEETLE	a wooden mallet worked by three men" & @CRLF & _
                "THREE-MAN-SONG-MEN	singers of glees in three parts" & @CRLF & _
                "THREE-PILE	three-piled velvet" & @CRLF & _
                "THRENE	lament" & @CRLF & _
                "THRID	thread, fibre" & @CRLF & _
                "THROE	to put in agonies" & @CRLF & _
                "THRUM	the tufted end of a thread in weaving" & @CRLF & _
                "THRUMMED	made od coarse ends or tufts" & @CRLF & _
                "TICKLE	ticklish" & @CRLF & _
                "TIGHT	nimble, active" & @CRLF & _
                "TIGHTLY	briskly, promptly" & @CRLF & _
                "TIKE	a cur" & @CRLF & _
                "TILLY-VALLY	int. an exclamation of contempt" & @CRLF & _
                "TILTH	tillage" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMELESS	untimely" & @CRLF & _
                "TINCT	stain, dye" & @CRLF & _
                "TIRE	attire, head-dress" & @CRLF & _
                "TIRE	to tear as a bird of prey" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hence, metaphorically, to feed" & @CRLF & _
                "TIRE	to attire, dress" & @CRLF & _
                "TANG	twang, sound" & @CRLF & _
                "TOD	to yield a tod of wool" & @CRLF & _
                "TOKENED	marked with plague spots" & @CRLF & _
                "TOKENS	plague spots" & @CRLF & _
                "TOLL	to exact toll" & @CRLF & _
                "	To pay toll" & @CRLF & _
                "TOO TOO	excessively" & @CRLF & _
                "TOPLESS	supreme, without superior" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCH	touchstone for testing gold" & @CRLF & _
                "	Trait" & @CRLF & _
                "	An acute feeling" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUCHED	pricked" & @CRLF & _
                "TOUSE	to pull, drag" & @CRLF & _
                "TOWARD	nearly ready" & @CRLF & _
                "TOWARDS	nearly ready" & @CRLF & _
                "TOYS	trifles, foolish tricks" & @CRLF & _
                "TRADE	beaten path" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANECT	a ferry" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANSLATED	transformed" & @CRLF & _
                "TRASH	to cheque, as a huntsman his hounds" & @CRLF & _
                "TRAVAIL	labour, toil" & @CRLF & _
                "TRAY-TRIP	an old game played with dice" & @CRLF & _
                "TREACHERS	traitors" & @CRLF & _
                "TREATIES	entreaties" & @CRLF & _
                "TRENCHED	carved" & @CRLF & _
                "TRICK	technically, a copy of a coat of arms; hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	any peculiarity which distinguishes voice or" & @CRLF & _
                "	feature" & @CRLF & _
                "TRICK	to dress up" & @CRLF & _
                "TRICKED	blazoned" & @CRLF & _
                "TRICKING	ornament" & @CRLF & _
                "TRICKSY	elegantly quaint" & @CRLF & _
                "TRIPLE	third" & @CRLF & _
                "TROJAN	a cant word for a thief" & @CRLF & _
                "TROL-MY-DAMES	the name of a game; also called" & @CRLF & _
                "	pigeon-holes" & @CRLF & _
                "TROTH-PLIGHT	betrothed" & @CRLF & _
                "TROW	to trust, think" & @CRLF & _
                "TRUE	honest" & @CRLF & _
                "TRUNDLE-TAIL	a long-tailed dog" & @CRLF & _
                "TUCKET-SONANCE	a flourish on the trumpet" & @CRLF & _
                "TUNDISH	a funnel" & @CRLF & _
                "TURLYGOOD	a name adopted by bedlam-beggars" & @CRLF & _
                "TURN	to modulate" & @CRLF & _
                "TWANGLING	twanging" & @CRLF & _
                "TWIGGEN	made of twigs, wicker" & @CRLF & _
                "TWILLED	Retained by woven branches" & @CRLF & _
                "TWINK	a twinkling" & @CRLF & _
                "TWIRE	to peep, twinkle" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "UMBERED	stained, dark, as with umber" & @CRLF & _
                "UNANELED	without extreme unction" & @CRLF & _
                "UNAVOIDED	unavoidable" & @CRLF & _
                "UNBARBED	untrimmed" & @CRLF & _
                "UNBATED	unblunted" & @CRLF & _
                "UNBOLT	to disclose" & @CRLF & _
                "UNBOLTED	unsifted, unrefined" & @CRLF & _
                "UNBREATHED	unpractised" & @CRLF & _
                "UNCAPE	to throw off the hounds" & @CRLF & _
                "UNCHARGED	undefended, applied to the gates of a city" & @CRLF & _
                "UNCLEW	to unravel, undo" & @CRLF & _
                "UNCOINED	unalloyed, unfeigned" & @CRLF & _
                "UNDERGO	to undertake" & @CRLF & _
                "UNDERTAKER	one who takes up another's quarrel" & @CRLF & _
                "UNDER-WROUGHT	undermined" & @CRLF & _
                "UNEATH	hardly" & @CRLF & _
                "UNEXPRESSIVE	inexpressible" & @CRLF & _
                "UNFAIR	to deprive of beauty" & @CRLF & _
                "UNHAPPILY	censoriously" & @CRLF & _
                "UNHAPPY	mischievous" & @CRLF & _
                "UNHATCHED	undisclosed" & @CRLF & _
                "UNHOUSELED	without receiving the sacrament" & @CRLF & _
                "UNIMPROVED	unreproved" & @CRLF & _
                "UNION	a pearl" & @CRLF & _
                "UNJUST	dishonest" & @CRLF & _
                "UNKIND	unnatural" & @CRLF & _
                "UNLIVED	bereft of life" & @CRLF & _
                "UNMANNED	untamed, applied to a hawk" & @CRLF & _
                "UNOWED	unowned" & @CRLF & _
                "UNPREGNANT	stupid" & @CRLF & _
                "UNPROPER	common to all" & @CRLF & _
                "UNQUESTIONABLE	not inquisitive" & @CRLF & _
                "UNREADY	undressed" & @CRLF & _
                "UNRESPECTIVE	inconsiderate" & @CRLF & _
                "UNSISTING	unresting" & @CRLF & _
                "UNSTANCHED	incontinent" & @CRLF & _
                "UNTEMPERING	unsoftening" & @CRLF & _
                "UNTENTED	unsearchable" & @CRLF & _
                "UNTRADED	unused, uncommon" & @CRLF & _
                "UNTRIMMED	spoiled of grace or ornament" & @CRLF & _
                "UNTRUE	untruth" & @CRLF & _
                "UNVALUED	invaluable" & @CRLF & _
                "UPSPRING REEL	a boisterous dance" & @CRLF & _
                "URCHIN	the hedge-hog" & @CRLF & _
                "USANCE	usury" & @CRLF & _
                "USE	interest" & @CRLF & _
                "UTIS	riotous merriment, which accompanied the eighth" & @CRLF & _
                "	day of a festival" & @CRLF & _
                "UTTER	to expel, put forth" & @CRLF & _
                "UTTERANCE	extremity" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VADE	to fade" & @CRLF & _
                "VAIL	to lower" & @CRLF & _
                "VAILING	lowering" & @CRLF & _
                "VAINNESS	vanity" & @CRLF & _
                "VALANCED	adorned with a valence or fringe; applied" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the beard" & @CRLF & _
                "VALIDITY	value" & @CRLF & _
                "VANTAGE	advantage" & @CRLF & _
                "VANTBRACE	armour for the front of the arm" & @CRLF & _
                "VARLET	a servant, valet" & @CRLF & _
                "VAST	properly a waste-place, metaphorically, the dead" & @CRLF & _
                "	of night" & @CRLF & _
                "	A gulf" & @CRLF & _
                "VASTIDITY	immensity" & @CRLF & _
                "VASTLY	like a waste" & @CRLF & _
                "VASTY	vast, waste" & @CRLF & _
                "VAUNT	the van, that which precedes" & @CRLF & _
                "VAUNT-COURIERS	forerunners" & @CRLF & _
                "VAWARD	the van, vanguard, advanced guard of an army" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hence, metaphorically, the first of anything" & @CRLF & _
                "VEGETIVES	herbs" & @CRLF & _
                "VELURE	velvet" & @CRLF & _
                "VELVET-GUARDS	literally, velvet trimmings; applied" & @CRLF & _
                "	metaphorically to the citizens who wore them" & @CRLF & _
                "VENEW	a bout in fencing, metaphorically applied to" & @CRLF & _
                "	repartee and sallies of wit" & @CRLF & _
                "VENEY	a bout at fencing" & @CRLF & _
                "VENGE	to avenge" & @CRLF & _
                "VENTAGES	holes in a flute or flageolet" & @CRLF & _
                "VERBAL	wordy" & @CRLF & _
                "VERY	true, real" & @CRLF & _
                "VIA	int. off with you! " & @CRLF & _
                "VICE	to screw" & @CRLF & _
                "VICE	the buffoon in the old morality plays" & @CRLF & _
                "VIE	to challenge; a term at cards" & @CRLF & _
                "	To play as for a wager" & @CRLF & _
                "VIEWLESS	invisible" & @CRLF & _
                "VILLAIN	a lowborn man" & @CRLF & _
                "VINEWED	mouldy" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOL-DE-GAMBOYS	a bass viol" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRGINALLING	playing as on the virginals, a kind of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	spinet" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRTUE	the essential excellence" & @CRLF & _
                "	valour" & @CRLF & _
                "VIRTUOUS	excellent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Endowed with virtues" & @CRLF & _
                "VIZAMENT	advisement" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUBLE	fickle" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUNTARY	volunteer" & @CRLF & _
                "VOTARIST	votary, one who has taken a vow" & @CRLF & _
                "VULGAR	the common people" & @CRLF & _
                "VULGAR	common" & @CRLF & _
                "VULGARLY	publicly" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WAFT	to wave, beckon" & @CRLF & _
                "	To turn" & @CRLF & _
                "WAFTAGE	passage" & @CRLF & _
                "WAFTURE	waving, beckoning" & @CRLF & _
                "WAGE	to reward as with wages" & @CRLF & _
                "WAILFUL	lamentable" & @CRLF & _
                "WAIST	the middle of a ship" & @CRLF & _
                "WANNION	'with a vengeance.' " & @CRLF & _
                "WAPPENED	withered, overworn" & @CRLF & _
                "WARD	guard" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prison" & @CRLF & _
                "WARDEN	a large pear used for baking" & @CRLF & _
                "WARDER	truncheon" & @CRLF & _
                "WARN	to summon" & @CRLF & _
                "WASSAIL	a drinking bout" & @CRLF & _
                "	Festivity" & @CRLF & _
                "WAT	a familiar word for a hare" & @CRLF & _
                "WATCH	a watch light" & @CRLF & _
                "WATCH	to tame by keeping constantly awake" & @CRLF & _
                "WATER-GALL	a secondary rainbow" & @CRLF & _
                "WATER-RUG	a kind of dog" & @CRLF & _
                "WATER-WORK	painting in distemper" & @CRLF & _
                "WAX	to grow" & @CRLF & _
                "WAXEN	perhaps, to hiccough" & @CRLF & _
                "WEALTH	weal, advantage" & @CRLF & _
                "WEAR	fashion" & @CRLF & _
                "WEATHER-FEND	to defend from the weather" & @CRLF & _
                "WEB AND PIN	the cataract in the eye" & @CRLF & _
                "WEE	small, tiny" & @CRLF & _
                "WEE	to think" & @CRLF & _
                "WEED	garment" & @CRLF & _
                "WEET	to wit, know" & @CRLF & _
                "WEIGH OUT	to outweigh" & @CRLF & _
                "WELKIN	the sky" & @CRLF & _
                "WELKIN	sky-blue" & @CRLF & _
                "WELL-LIKING	in good condition" & @CRLF & _
                "WELL SAID	int. well done! " & @CRLF & _
                "WEND	to go" & @CRLF & _
                "WESAND	the wind-pipe" & @CRLF & _
                "WHELK	a weal" & @CRLF & _
                "WHELKED	marked with whelks or protuberances" & @CRLF & _
                "WHEN	an exclamation of impatience" & @CRLF & _
                "WHEN AS	when" & @CRLF & _
                "WHERE	whereas" & @CRLF & _
                "WHERE	a place" & @CRLF & _
                "WHIFFLER	an officer who clears the way in processions" & @CRLF & _
                "WHILE-ERE	a little while ago" & @CRLF & _
                "WHILES	until" & @CRLF & _
                "WHIP-STOCK	handle of a whip" & @CRLF & _
                "WHIST	hushed, silent" & @CRLF & _
                "WHITE	the centre of an archery butt" & @CRLF & _
                "WHITELY	pale-faced.  A doubtful word" & @CRLF & _
                "WHITING-TIME	bleaching time" & @CRLF & _
                "WHITSTER	bleacher" & @CRLF & _
                "WHITTLE	a clasp knife" & @CRLF & _
                "WHOO-BUB	hubbub" & @CRLF & _
                "WHOOP	to cry out with astonishment" & @CRLF & _
                "WICKED	noisome, baneful" & @CRLF & _
                "WIDOW	to give a jointure to" & @CRLF & _
                "WIDOWHOOD	widow's jointure" & @CRLF & _
                "WIGHT	person" & @CRLF & _
                "WILD	weald" & @CRLF & _
                "WILDERNESS	wildness" & @CRLF & _
                "WIMPLED	veiled, hooded" & @CRLF & _
                "WINDOW-BARS	lattice-work across a woman's stomacher" & @CRLF & _
                "WINDRING	winding" & @CRLF & _
                "WINTER-GROUND	to protect (a plant) from frost" & @CRLF & _
                "WIS	in the compound 'I wis,' certainly" & @CRLF & _
                "WISH	to commend" & @CRLF & _
                "WISTLY	wistfully" & @CRLF & _
                "WIT	knowledge, wisdom" & @CRLF & _
                "WITHOUT	beyond" & @CRLF & _
                "WITS	five, the five senses" & @CRLF & _
                "WITTOL	a contented cuckold" & @CRLF & _
                "WITTY	intelligent" & @CRLF & _
                "WOMAN-TIRED	hen-pecked" & @CRLF & _
                "WONDERED	marvellously gifted" & @CRLF & _
                "WOOD	mad" & @CRLF & _
                "WOODCOCK	a simpleton" & @CRLF & _
                "WOODMAN	a forester, huntsman" & @CRLF & _
                "	A cant term for a wencher" & @CRLF & _
                "WOOLWARD	shirtless" & @CRLF & _
                "WORD	to flatter or put off with words" & @CRLF & _
                "	To repeat the words of a song" & @CRLF & _
                "WORLD	'To go to the world' is to get married" & @CRLF & _
                "	So 'a woman of the world' is a married woman" & @CRLF & _
                "WORM	a serpent" & @CRLF & _
                "WORSER	worse" & @CRLF & _
                "WORSHIP	to honour" & @CRLF & _
                "WORTH	wealth, fortune" & @CRLF & _
                "WORTS	cabbages" & @CRLF & _
                "WOT	to know" & @CRLF & _
                "WOUND	twisted about" & @CRLF & _
                "WREAK	vengeance" & @CRLF & _
                "WREAK	to avenge" & @CRLF & _
                "WREAKFUL	revengeful, avenging" & @CRLF & _
                "WREST	an instrument used for tuning a harp" & @CRLF & _
                "WRIT	gospel, truth" & @CRLF & _
                "WRITHLED	shrivelled" & @CRLF & _
                "WROTH	calamity, misfortune" & @CRLF & _
                "WRUNG	twisted, strained" & @CRLF & _
                "WRY	to swerve" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XANTHIPPE	Socrate's scolding wife" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YARE	ready, being understood" & @CRLF & _
                "YARELY	readily" & @CRLF & _
                "YAW	out of control" & @CRLF & _
                "Y-CLAD	clad" & @CRLF & _
                "Y-CLEPED	called, named" & @CRLF & _
                "YEARN	to grieve, vex" & @CRLF & _
                "	" & @CRLF & _
                "YELLOWNESS	jealousy" & @CRLF & _
                "YELLOWS	a disease of horses" & @CRLF & _
                "YEOMAN	a sheriff's officer" & @CRLF & _
                "YIELD	to reward" & @CRLF & _
                "	To report" & @CRLF & _
                "YOND	and yonder" & @CRLF & _
                "YOUNKER	tyro" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ZANY	a clown, gull" & @CRLF & _
                "	HAMLET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIUS	king of Denmark. (KING CLAUDIUS:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	son to the late, and nephew to the present king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLONIUS	lord chamberlain. (LORD POLONIUS:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	friend to Hamlet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	son to Polonius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANUS	nephew to the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLTIMAND	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNELIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	|  courtiers." & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Gentleman, (Gentlemen:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Priest. (First Priest:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  officers." & @CRLF & _
                "BERNARDO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCISCO	a soldier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REYNALDO	servant to Polonius." & @CRLF & _
                "	Players." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Player:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Player King:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Player Queen:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two Clowns, grave-diggers." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Clown:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Clown:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORTINBRAS	prince of Norway. (PRINCE FORTINBRAS:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Captain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	English Ambassadors. (First Ambassador:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GERTRUDE	queen of Denmark, and mother to Hamlet." & @CRLF & _
                "	(QUEEN GERTRUDE:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	daughter to Polonius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords, Ladies, Officers, Soldiers, Sailors, Messengers," & @CRLF & _
                "	and other Attendants. (Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Sailor:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ghost of Hamlet's Father. (Ghost:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Denmark." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	HAMLET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Elsinore. A platform before the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[FRANCISCO at his post. Enter to him BERNARDO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERNARDO	Who's there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCISCO	Nay, answer me: stand, and unfold yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERNARDO	Long live the king!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCISCO	Bernardo?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERNARDO	He." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCISCO	You come most carefully upon your hour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERNARDO	'Tis now struck twelve; get thee to bed, Francisco." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCISCO	For this relief much thanks: 'tis bitter cold," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I am sick at heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERNARDO	Have you had quiet guard?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCISCO	Not a mouse stirring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERNARDO	Well, good night." & @CRLF & _
                "	If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus," & @CRLF & _
                "	The rivals of my watch, bid them make haste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCISCO	I think I hear them. Stand, ho! Who's there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HORATIO and MARCELLUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Friends to this ground." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	And liegemen to the Dane." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCISCO	Give you good night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	O, farewell, honest soldier:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who hath relieved you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCISCO	Bernardo has my place." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give you good night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	Holla! Bernardo!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERNARDO	Say," & @CRLF & _
                "	What, is Horatio there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	A piece of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERNARDO	Welcome, Horatio: welcome, good Marcellus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	What, has this thing appear'd again to-night?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERNARDO	I have seen nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	Horatio says 'tis but our fantasy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will not let belief take hold of him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Touching this dreaded sight, twice seen of us:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore I have entreated him along" & @CRLF & _
                "	With us to watch the minutes of this night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That if again this apparition come," & @CRLF & _
                "	He may approve our eyes and speak to it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Tush, tush, 'twill not appear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERNARDO	Sit down awhile;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let us once again assail your ears," & @CRLF & _
                "	That are so fortified against our story" & @CRLF & _
                "	What we have two nights seen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Well, sit we down," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let us hear Bernardo speak of this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERNARDO	Last night of all," & @CRLF & _
                "	When yond same star that's westward from the pole" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had made his course to illume that part of heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where now it burns, Marcellus and myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	The bell then beating one,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Ghost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	Peace, break thee off; look, where it comes again!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERNARDO	In the same figure, like the king that's dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	Thou art a scholar; speak to it, Horatio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERNARDO	Looks it not like the king?  mark it, Horatio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Most like: it harrows me with fear and wonder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERNARDO	It would be spoke to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	Question it, Horatio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	What art thou that usurp'st this time of night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Together with that fair and warlike form" & @CRLF & _
                "	In which the majesty of buried Denmark" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did sometimes march? by heaven I charge thee, speak!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	It is offended." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERNARDO	                  See, it stalks away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Stay! speak, speak! I charge thee, speak!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Ghost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	'Tis gone, and will not answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERNARDO	How now, Horatio! you tremble and look pale:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not this something more than fantasy?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What think you on't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Before my God, I might not this believe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without the sensible and true avouch" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of mine own eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	                  Is it not like the king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	As thou art to thyself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such was the very armour he had on" & @CRLF & _
                "	When he the ambitious Norway combated;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So frown'd he once, when, in an angry parle," & @CRLF & _
                "	He smote the sledded Polacks on the ice." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis strange." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	Thus twice before, and jump at this dead hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	With martial stalk hath he gone by our watch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	In what particular thought to work I know not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in the gross and scope of my opinion," & @CRLF & _
                "	This bodes some strange eruption to our state." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	Good now, sit down, and tell me, he that knows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why this same strict and most observant watch" & @CRLF & _
                "	So nightly toils the subject of the land," & @CRLF & _
                "	And why such daily cast of brazen cannon," & @CRLF & _
                "	And foreign mart for implements of war;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why such impress of shipwrights, whose sore task" & @CRLF & _
                "	Does not divide the Sunday from the week;" & @CRLF & _
                "	What might be toward, that this sweaty haste" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth make the night joint-labourer with the day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who is't that can inform me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	That can I;" & @CRLF & _
                "	At least, the whisper goes so. Our last king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose image even but now appear'd to us," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was, as you know, by Fortinbras of Norway," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thereto prick'd on by a most emulate pride," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dared to the combat; in which our valiant Hamlet--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For so this side of our known world esteem'd him--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did slay this Fortinbras; who by a seal'd compact," & @CRLF & _
                "	Well ratified by law and heraldry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did forfeit, with his life, all those his lands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he stood seized of, to the conqueror:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the which, a moiety competent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was gaged by our king; which had return'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the inheritance of Fortinbras," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had he been vanquisher; as, by the same covenant," & @CRLF & _
                "	And carriage of the article design'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	His fell to Hamlet. Now, sir, young Fortinbras," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of unimproved mettle hot and full," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath in the skirts of Norway here and there" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shark'd up a list of lawless resolutes," & @CRLF & _
                "	For food and diet, to some enterprise" & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath a stomach in't; which is no other--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As it doth well appear unto our state--" & @CRLF & _
                "	But to recover of us, by strong hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	And terms compulsatory, those foresaid lands" & @CRLF & _
                "	So by his father lost: and this, I take it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is the main motive of our preparations," & @CRLF & _
                "	The source of this our watch and the chief head" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this post-haste and romage in the land." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERNARDO	I think it be no other but e'en so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well may it sort that this portentous figure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Comes armed through our watch; so like the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	That was and is the question of these wars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	A mote it is to trouble the mind's eye." & @CRLF & _
                "	In the most high and palmy state of Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	A little ere the mightiest Julius fell," & @CRLF & _
                "	The graves stood tenantless and the sheeted dead" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As stars with trains of fire and dews of blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Disasters in the sun; and the moist star" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon whose influence Neptune's empire stands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And even the like precurse of fierce events," & @CRLF & _
                "	As harbingers preceding still the fates" & @CRLF & _
                "	And prologue to the omen coming on," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have heaven and earth together demonstrated" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto our climatures and countrymen.--" & @CRLF & _
                "	But soft, behold! lo, where it comes again!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Ghost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll cross it, though it blast me. Stay, illusion!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou hast any sound, or use of voice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak to me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If there be any good thing to be done," & @CRLF & _
                "	That may to thee do ease and grace to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak to me:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Cock crows]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou art privy to thy country's fate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, happily, foreknowing may avoid, O, speak!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or if thou hast uphoarded in thy life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Extorted treasure in the womb of earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	For which, they say, you spirits oft walk in death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak of it: stay, and speak! Stop it, Marcellus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	Shall I strike at it with my partisan?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Do, if it will not stand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERNARDO	'Tis here!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	'Tis here!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	'Tis gone!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Ghost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	We do it wrong, being so majestical," & @CRLF & _
                "	To offer it the show of violence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For it is, as the air, invulnerable," & @CRLF & _
                "	And our vain blows malicious mockery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BERNARDO	It was about to speak, when the cock crew." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	And then it started like a guilty thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a fearful summons. I have heard," & @CRLF & _
                "	The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat" & @CRLF & _
                "	Awake the god of day; and, at his warning," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air," & @CRLF & _
                "	The extravagant and erring spirit hies" & @CRLF & _
                "	To his confine: and of the truth herein" & @CRLF & _
                "	This present object made probation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	It faded on the crowing of the cock." & @CRLF & _
                "	Some say that ever 'gainst that season comes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated," & @CRLF & _
                "	The bird of dawning singeth all night long:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The nights are wholesome; then no planets strike," & @CRLF & _
                "	No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm," & @CRLF & _
                "	So hallow'd and so gracious is the time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	So have I heard and do in part believe it." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad," & @CRLF & _
                "	Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastward hill:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Break we our watch up; and by my advice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us impart what we have seen to-night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto young Hamlet; for, upon my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	This spirit, dumb to us, will speak to him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you consent we shall acquaint him with it," & @CRLF & _
                "	As needful in our loves, fitting our duty?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	Let's do't, I pray; and I this morning know" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where we shall find him most conveniently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	HAMLET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A room of state in the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, HAMLET," & @CRLF & _
                "	POLONIUS, LAERTES, VOLTIMAND, CORNELIUS, Lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death" & @CRLF & _
                "	The memory be green, and that it us befitted" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bear our hearts in grief and our whole kingdom" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be contracted in one brow of woe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet so far hath discretion fought with nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we with wisest sorrow think on him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Together with remembrance of ourselves." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore our sometime sister, now our queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	The imperial jointress to this warlike state," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have we, as 'twere with a defeated joy,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	With an auspicious and a dropping eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	With mirth in funeral and with dirge in marriage," & @CRLF & _
                "	In equal scale weighing delight and dole,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Taken to wife: nor have we herein barr'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your better wisdoms, which have freely gone" & @CRLF & _
                "	With this affair along. For all, our thanks." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now follows, that you know, young Fortinbras," & @CRLF & _
                "	Holding a weak supposal of our worth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or thinking by our late dear brother's death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our state to be disjoint and out of frame," & @CRLF & _
                "	Colleagued with the dream of his advantage," & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath not fail'd to pester us with message," & @CRLF & _
                "	Importing the surrender of those lands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lost by his father, with all bonds of law," & @CRLF & _
                "	To our most valiant brother. So much for him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now for ourself and for this time of meeting:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus much the business is: we have here writ" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Norway, uncle of young Fortinbras,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, impotent and bed-rid, scarcely hears" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this his nephew's purpose,--to suppress" & @CRLF & _
                "	His further gait herein; in that the levies," & @CRLF & _
                "	The lists and full proportions, are all made" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of his subject: and we here dispatch" & @CRLF & _
                "	You, good Cornelius, and you, Voltimand," & @CRLF & _
                "	For bearers of this greeting to old Norway;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Giving to you no further personal power" & @CRLF & _
                "	To business with the king, more than the scope" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of these delated articles allow." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, and let your haste commend your duty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNELIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  In that and all things will we show our duty." & @CRLF & _
                "VOLTIMAND	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	We doubt it nothing: heartily farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt VOLTIMAND and CORNELIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now, Laertes, what's the news with you?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You told us of some suit; what is't, Laertes?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You cannot speak of reason to the Dane," & @CRLF & _
                "	And loose your voice: what wouldst thou beg, Laertes," & @CRLF & _
                "	That shall not be my offer, not thy asking?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The head is not more native to the heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	The hand more instrumental to the mouth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than is the throne of Denmark to thy father." & @CRLF & _
                "	What wouldst thou have, Laertes?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	My dread lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your leave and favour to return to France;" & @CRLF & _
                "	From whence though willingly I came to Denmark," & @CRLF & _
                "	To show my duty in your coronation," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet now, I must confess, that duty done," & @CRLF & _
                "	My thoughts and wishes bend again toward France" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bow them to your gracious leave and pardon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Have you your father's leave? What says Polonius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	He hath, my lord, wrung from me my slow leave" & @CRLF & _
                "	By laboursome petition, and at last" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon his will I seal'd my hard consent:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do beseech you, give him leave to go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Take thy fair hour, Laertes; time be thine," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thy best graces spend it at thy will!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But now, my cousin Hamlet, and my son,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	[Aside]  A little more than kin, and less than kind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	How is it that the clouds still hang on you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Not so, my lord; I am too much i' the sun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted colour off," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let thine eye look like a friend on Denmark." & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not for ever with thy vailed lids" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seek for thy noble father in the dust:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou know'st 'tis common; all that lives must die," & @CRLF & _
                "	Passing through nature to eternity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Ay, madam, it is common." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	If it be," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why seems it so particular with thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Seems, madam! nay it is; I know not 'seems.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor customary suits of solemn black," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor windy suspiration of forced breath," & @CRLF & _
                "	No, nor the fruitful river in the eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor the dejected 'havior of the visage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Together with all forms, moods, shapes of grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	That can denote me truly: these indeed seem," & @CRLF & _
                "	For they are actions that a man might play:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I have that within which passeth show;" & @CRLF & _
                "	These but the trappings and the suits of woe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	'Tis sweet and commendable in your nature, Hamlet," & @CRLF & _
                "	To give these mourning duties to your father:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, you must know, your father lost a father;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That father lost, lost his, and the survivor bound" & @CRLF & _
                "	In filial obligation for some term" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do obsequious sorrow: but to persever" & @CRLF & _
                "	In obstinate condolement is a course" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of impious stubbornness; 'tis unmanly grief;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It shows a will most incorrect to heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	A heart unfortified, a mind impatient," & @CRLF & _
                "	An understanding simple and unschool'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For what we know must be and is as common" & @CRLF & _
                "	As any the most vulgar thing to sense," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why should we in our peevish opposition" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take it to heart? Fie! 'tis a fault to heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	A fault against the dead, a fault to nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	To reason most absurd: whose common theme" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is death of fathers, and who still hath cried," & @CRLF & _
                "	From the first corse till he that died to-day," & @CRLF & _
                "	'This must be so.' We pray you, throw to earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	This unprevailing woe, and think of us" & @CRLF & _
                "	As of a father: for let the world take note," & @CRLF & _
                "	You are the most immediate to our throne;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with no less nobility of love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than that which dearest father bears his son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do I impart toward you. For your intent" & @CRLF & _
                "	In going back to school in Wittenberg," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is most retrograde to our desire:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And we beseech you, bend you to remain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, in the cheer and comfort of our eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our chiefest courtier, cousin, and our son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Let not thy mother lose her prayers, Hamlet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray thee, stay with us; go not to Wittenberg." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I shall in all my best obey you, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Why, 'tis a loving and a fair reply:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be as ourself in Denmark. Madam, come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This gentle and unforced accord of Hamlet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sits smiling to my heart: in grace whereof," & @CRLF & _
                "	No jocund health that Denmark drinks to-day," & @CRLF & _
                "	But the great cannon to the clouds shall tell," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the king's rouse the heavens all bruit again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Re-speaking earthly thunder. Come away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but HAMLET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	O, that this too too solid flesh would melt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thaw and resolve itself into a dew!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God! God!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How weary, stale, flat and unprofitable," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seem to me all the uses of this world!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fie on't! ah fie! 'tis an unweeded garden," & @CRLF & _
                "	That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	Possess it merely. That it should come to this!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But two months dead: nay, not so much, not two:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So excellent a king; that was, to this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he might not beteem the winds of heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must I remember? why, she would hang on him," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if increase of appetite had grown" & @CRLF & _
                "	By what it fed on: and yet, within a month--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me not think on't--Frailty, thy name is woman!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	A little month, or ere those shoes were old" & @CRLF & _
                "	With which she follow'd my poor father's body," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like Niobe, all tears:--why she, even she--" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, God! a beast, that wants discourse of reason," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would have mourn'd longer--married with my uncle," & @CRLF & _
                "	My father's brother, but no more like my father" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than I to Hercules: within a month:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had left the flushing in her galled eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	She married. O, most wicked speed, to post" & @CRLF & _
                "	With such dexterity to incestuous sheets!" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is not nor it cannot come to good:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But break, my heart; for I must hold my tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HORATIO, MARCELLUS, and BERNARDO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Hail to your lordship!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I am glad to see you well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Horatio,--or I do forget myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	The same, my lord, and your poor servant ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Sir, my good friend; I'll change that name with you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what make you from Wittenberg, Horatio? Marcellus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	My good lord--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I am very glad to see you. Good even, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "	But what, in faith, make you from Wittenberg?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	A truant disposition, good my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I would not hear your enemy say so," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor shall you do mine ear that violence," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make it truster of your own report" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against yourself: I know you are no truant." & @CRLF & _
                "	But what is your affair in Elsinore?" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll teach you to drink deep ere you depart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	My lord, I came to see your father's funeral." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I pray thee, do not mock me, fellow-student;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I think it was to see my mother's wedding." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Indeed, my lord, it follow'd hard upon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Thrift, thrift, Horatio! the funeral baked meats" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables." & @CRLF & _
                "	Would I had met my dearest foe in heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or ever I had seen that day, Horatio!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father!--methinks I see my father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Where, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	                  In my mind's eye, Horatio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	I saw him once; he was a goodly king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	He was a man, take him for all in all," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall not look upon his like again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	My lord, I think I saw him yesternight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Saw? who?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	My lord, the king your father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	The king my father!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Season your admiration for awhile" & @CRLF & _
                "	With an attent ear, till I may deliver," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the witness of these gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	This marvel to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	For God's love, let me hear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Two nights together had these gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Marcellus and Bernardo, on their watch," & @CRLF & _
                "	In the dead vast and middle of the night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Been thus encounter'd. A figure like your father," & @CRLF & _
                "	Armed at point exactly, cap-a-pe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Appears before them, and with solemn march" & @CRLF & _
                "	Goes slow and stately by them: thrice he walk'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	By their oppress'd and fear-surprised eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Within his truncheon's length; whilst they, distilled" & @CRLF & _
                "	Almost to jelly with the act of fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand dumb and speak not to him. This to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	In dreadful secrecy impart they did;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I with them the third night kept the watch;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where, as they had deliver'd, both in time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Form of the thing, each word made true and good," & @CRLF & _
                "	The apparition comes: I knew your father;" & @CRLF & _
                "	These hands are not more like." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	But where was this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	My lord, upon the platform where we watch'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Did you not speak to it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	My lord, I did;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But answer made it none: yet once methought" & @CRLF & _
                "	It lifted up its head and did address" & @CRLF & _
                "	Itself to motion, like as it would speak;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But even then the morning cock crew loud," & @CRLF & _
                "	And at the sound it shrunk in haste away," & @CRLF & _
                "	And vanish'd from our sight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	'Tis very strange." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	As I do live, my honour'd lord, 'tis true;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And we did think it writ down in our duty" & @CRLF & _
                "	To let you know of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Indeed, indeed, sirs, but this troubles me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold you the watch to-night?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|	We do, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "BERNARDO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Arm'd, say you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  Arm'd, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "BERNARDO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	From top to toe?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|             My lord, from head to foot." & @CRLF & _
                "BERNARDO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Then saw you not his face?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	O, yes, my lord; he wore his beaver up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	What, look'd he frowningly?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	A countenance more in sorrow than in anger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Pale or red?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Nay, very pale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	                  And fix'd his eyes upon you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Most constantly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	                  I would I had been there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	It would have much amazed you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Very like, very like. Stay'd it long?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	While one with moderate haste might tell a hundred." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	| Longer, longer." & @CRLF & _
                "BERNARDO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Not when I saw't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	                  His beard was grizzled--no?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	It was, as I have seen it in his life," & @CRLF & _
                "	A sable silver'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	                  I will watch to-night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perchance 'twill walk again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	I warrant it will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	If it assume my noble father's person," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll speak to it, though hell itself should gape" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid me hold my peace. I pray you all," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you have hitherto conceal'd this sight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let it be tenable in your silence still;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And whatsoever else shall hap to-night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give it an understanding, but no tongue:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will requite your loves. So, fare you well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the platform, 'twixt eleven and twelve," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll visit you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	                  Our duty to your honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Your loves, as mine to you: farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but HAMLET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father's spirit in arms! all is not well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I doubt some foul play: would the night were come!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till then sit still, my soul: foul deeds will rise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	HAMLET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A room in Polonius' house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LAERTES and OPHELIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	My necessaries are embark'd: farewell:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, sister, as the winds give benefit" & @CRLF & _
                "	And convoy is assistant, do not sleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	But let me hear from you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	Do you doubt that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	For Hamlet and the trifling of his favour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold it a fashion and a toy in blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	A violet in the youth of primy nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting," & @CRLF & _
                "	The perfume and suppliance of a minute; No more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	       No more but so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	Think it no more;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For nature, crescent, does not grow alone" & @CRLF & _
                "	In thews and bulk, but, as this temple waxes," & @CRLF & _
                "	The inward service of the mind and soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Grows wide withal. Perhaps he loves you now," & @CRLF & _
                "	And now no soil nor cautel doth besmirch" & @CRLF & _
                "	The virtue of his will: but you must fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	His greatness weigh'd, his will is not his own;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he himself is subject to his birth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He may not, as unvalued persons do," & @CRLF & _
                "	Carve for himself; for on his choice depends" & @CRLF & _
                "	The safety and health of this whole state;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore must his choice be circumscribed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the voice and yielding of that body" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereof he is the head. Then if he says he loves you," & @CRLF & _
                "	It fits your wisdom so far to believe it" & @CRLF & _
                "	As he in his particular act and place" & @CRLF & _
                "	May give his saying deed; which is no further" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than the main voice of Denmark goes withal." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then weigh what loss your honour may sustain," & @CRLF & _
                "	If with too credent ear you list his songs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or lose your heart, or your chaste treasure open" & @CRLF & _
                "	To his unmaster'd importunity." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fear it, Ophelia, fear it, my dear sister," & @CRLF & _
                "	And keep you in the rear of your affection," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of the shot and danger of desire." & @CRLF & _
                "	The chariest maid is prodigal enough," & @CRLF & _
                "	If she unmask her beauty to the moon:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Virtue itself 'scapes not calumnious strokes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The canker galls the infants of the spring," & @CRLF & _
                "	Too oft before their buttons be disclosed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the morn and liquid dew of youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Contagious blastments are most imminent." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be wary then; best safety lies in fear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Youth to itself rebels, though none else near." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	I shall the effect of this good lesson keep," & @CRLF & _
                "	As watchman to my heart. But, good my brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not, as some ungracious pastors do," & @CRLF & _
                "	Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles, like a puff'd and reckless libertine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads," & @CRLF & _
                "	And recks not his own rede." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	O, fear me not." & @CRLF & _
                "	I stay too long: but here my father comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter POLONIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A double blessing is a double grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Occasion smiles upon a second leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Yet here, Laertes! aboard, aboard, for shame!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you are stay'd for. There; my blessing with thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And these few precepts in thy memory" & @CRLF & _
                "	See thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor any unproportioned thought his act." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar." & @CRLF & _
                "	Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But do not dull thy palm with entertainment" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of each new-hatch'd, unfledged comrade. Beware" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of entrance to a quarrel, but being in," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bear't that the opposed may beware of thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment." & @CRLF & _
                "	Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy," & @CRLF & _
                "	But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the apparel oft proclaims the man," & @CRLF & _
                "	And they in France of the best rank and station" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are of a most select and generous chief in that." & @CRLF & _
                "	Neither a borrower nor a lender be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For loan oft loses both itself and friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry." & @CRLF & _
                "	This above all: to thine ownself be true," & @CRLF & _
                "	And it must follow, as the night the day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou canst not then be false to any man." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell: my blessing season this in thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	Most humbly do I take my leave, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	The time invites you; go; your servants tend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	Farewell, Ophelia; and remember well" & @CRLF & _
                "	What I have said to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	'Tis in my memory lock'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you yourself shall keep the key of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	What is't, Ophelia, be hath said to you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	So please you, something touching the Lord Hamlet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Marry, well bethought:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis told me, he hath very oft of late" & @CRLF & _
                "	Given private time to you; and you yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have of your audience been most free and bounteous:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If it be so, as so 'tis put on me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that in way of caution, I must tell you," & @CRLF & _
                "	You do not understand yourself so clearly" & @CRLF & _
                "	As it behoves my daughter and your honour." & @CRLF & _
                "	What is between you? give me up the truth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	He hath, my lord, of late made many tenders" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of his affection to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Affection! pooh! you speak like a green girl," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unsifted in such perilous circumstance." & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you believe his tenders, as you call them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	I do not know, my lord, what I should think." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Marry, I'll teach you: think yourself a baby;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you have ta'en these tenders for true pay," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which are not sterling. Tender yourself more dearly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or--not to crack the wind of the poor phrase," & @CRLF & _
                "	Running it thus--you'll tender me a fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	My lord, he hath importuned me with love" & @CRLF & _
                "	In honourable fashion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Ay, fashion you may call it; go to, go to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	And hath given countenance to his speech, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	With almost all the holy vows of heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Ay, springes to catch woodcocks. I do know," & @CRLF & _
                "	When the blood burns, how prodigal the soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lends the tongue vows: these blazes, daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Giving more light than heat, extinct in both," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in their promise, as it is a-making," & @CRLF & _
                "	You must not take for fire. From this time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be somewhat scanter of your maiden presence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Set your entreatments at a higher rate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than a command to parley. For Lord Hamlet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Believe so much in him, that he is young" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with a larger tether may he walk" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than may be given you: in few, Ophelia," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not believe his vows; for they are brokers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not of that dye which their investments show," & @CRLF & _
                "	But mere implorators of unholy suits," & @CRLF & _
                "	Breathing like sanctified and pious bawds," & @CRLF & _
                "	The better to beguile. This is for all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not, in plain terms, from this time forth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have you so slander any moment leisure," & @CRLF & _
                "	As to give words or talk with the Lord Hamlet." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look to't, I charge you: come your ways." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	I shall obey, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	HAMLET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	The platform." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HAMLET, HORATIO, and MARCELLUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	The air bites shrewdly; it is very cold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	It is a nipping and an eager air." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	What hour now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	                  I think it lacks of twelve." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	No, it is struck." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Indeed? I heard it not: then it draws near the season" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein the spirit held his wont to walk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A flourish of trumpets, and ordnance shot off, within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What does this mean, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	The king doth wake to-night and takes his rouse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Keeps wassail, and the swaggering up-spring reels;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down," & @CRLF & _
                "	The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out" & @CRLF & _
                "	The triumph of his pledge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Is it a custom?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Ay, marry, is't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But to my mind, though I am native here" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to the manner born, it is a custom" & @CRLF & _
                "	More honour'd in the breach than the observance." & @CRLF & _
                "	This heavy-headed revel east and west" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes us traduced and tax'd of other nations:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They clepe us drunkards, and with swinish phrase" & @CRLF & _
                "	Soil our addition; and indeed it takes" & @CRLF & _
                "	From our achievements, though perform'd at height," & @CRLF & _
                "	The pith and marrow of our attribute." & @CRLF & _
                "	So, oft it chances in particular men," & @CRLF & _
                "	That for some vicious mole of nature in them," & @CRLF & _
                "	As, in their birth--wherein they are not guilty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since nature cannot choose his origin--" & @CRLF & _
                "	By the o'ergrowth of some complexion," & @CRLF & _
                "	Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or by some habit that too much o'er-leavens" & @CRLF & _
                "	The form of plausive manners, that these men," & @CRLF & _
                "	Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being nature's livery, or fortune's star,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their virtues else--be they as pure as grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	As infinite as man may undergo--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall in the general censure take corruption" & @CRLF & _
                "	From that particular fault: the dram of eale" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth all the noble substance of a doubt" & @CRLF & _
                "	To his own scandal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Look, my lord, it comes!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Ghost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Angels and ministers of grace defend us!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be thy intents wicked or charitable," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou comest in such a questionable shape" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet," & @CRLF & _
                "	King, father, royal Dane: O, answer me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me not burst in ignorance; but tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why thy canonized bones, hearsed in death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have burst their cerements; why the sepulchre," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein we saw thee quietly inurn'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath oped his ponderous and marble jaws," & @CRLF & _
                "	To cast thee up again. What may this mean," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Making night hideous; and we fools of nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	So horridly to shake our disposition" & @CRLF & _
                "	With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say, why is this? wherefore? what should we do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Ghost beckons HAMLET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	It beckons you to go away with it," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if it some impartment did desire" & @CRLF & _
                "	To you alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	                  Look, with what courteous action" & @CRLF & _
                "	It waves you to a more removed ground:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But do not go with it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	No, by no means." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	It will not speak; then I will follow it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Do not, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	                  Why, what should be the fear?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do not set my life in a pin's fee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for my soul, what can it do to that," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being a thing immortal as itself?" & @CRLF & _
                "	It waves me forth again: I'll follow it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	What if it tempt you toward the flood, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff" & @CRLF & _
                "	That beetles o'er his base into the sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	And there assume some other horrible form," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason" & @CRLF & _
                "	And draw you into madness? think of it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very place puts toys of desperation," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without more motive, into every brain" & @CRLF & _
                "	That looks so many fathoms to the sea" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hears it roar beneath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	It waves me still." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go on; I'll follow thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	You shall not go, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Hold off your hands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Be ruled; you shall not go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	My fate cries out," & @CRLF & _
                "	And makes each petty artery in this body" & @CRLF & _
                "	As hardy as the Nemean lion's nerve." & @CRLF & _
                "	Still am I call'd. Unhand me, gentlemen." & @CRLF & _
                "	By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that lets me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I say, away! Go on; I'll follow thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Ghost and HAMLET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	He waxes desperate with imagination." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	Let's follow; 'tis not fit thus to obey him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Have after. To what issue will this come?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	Something is rotten in the state of Denmark." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Heaven will direct it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	Nay, let's follow him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	HAMLET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Another part of the platform." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GHOST and HAMLET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Where wilt thou lead me? speak; I'll go no further." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ghost	Mark me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	       I will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ghost	                  My hour is almost come," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I to sulphurous and tormenting flames" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must render up myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Alas, poor ghost!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ghost	Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing" & @CRLF & _
                "	To what I shall unfold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Speak; I am bound to hear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ghost	 So art thou to revenge, when thou shalt hear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	What?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ghost	I am thy father's spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night," & @CRLF & _
                "	And for the day confined to fast in fires," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are burnt and purged away. But that I am forbid" & @CRLF & _
                "	To tell the secrets of my prison-house," & @CRLF & _
                "	I could a tale unfold whose lightest word" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy knotted and combined locks to part" & @CRLF & _
                "	And each particular hair to stand on end," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like quills upon the fretful porpentine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But this eternal blazon must not be" & @CRLF & _
                "	To ears of flesh and blood. List, list, O, list!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou didst ever thy dear father love--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	O God!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ghost	Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Murder!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ghost	Murder most foul, as in the best it is;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But this most foul, strange and unnatural." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Haste me to know't, that I, with wings as swift" & @CRLF & _
                "	As meditation or the thoughts of love," & @CRLF & _
                "	May sweep to my revenge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ghost	I find thee apt;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And duller shouldst thou be than the fat weed" & @CRLF & _
                "	That roots itself in ease on Lethe wharf," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wouldst thou not stir in this. Now, Hamlet, hear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis given out that, sleeping in my orchard," & @CRLF & _
                "	A serpent stung me; so the whole ear of Denmark" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is by a forged process of my death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rankly abused: but know, thou noble youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	The serpent that did sting thy father's life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now wears his crown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	O my prophetic soul! My uncle!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ghost	Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast," & @CRLF & _
                "	With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	O wicked wit and gifts, that have the power" & @CRLF & _
                "	So to seduce!--won to his shameful lust" & @CRLF & _
                "	The will of my most seeming-virtuous queen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O Hamlet, what a falling-off was there!" & @CRLF & _
                "	From me, whose love was of that dignity" & @CRLF & _
                "	That it went hand in hand even with the vow" & @CRLF & _
                "	I made to her in marriage, and to decline" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a wretch whose natural gifts were poor" & @CRLF & _
                "	To those of mine!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But virtue, as it never will be moved," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	So lust, though to a radiant angel link'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will sate itself in a celestial bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And prey on garbage." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, soft! methinks I scent the morning air;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brief let me be. Sleeping within my orchard," & @CRLF & _
                "	My custom always of the afternoon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole," & @CRLF & _
                "	With juice of cursed hebenon in a vial," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the porches of my ears did pour" & @CRLF & _
                "	The leperous distilment; whose effect" & @CRLF & _
                "	Holds such an enmity with blood of man" & @CRLF & _
                "	That swift as quicksilver it courses through" & @CRLF & _
                "	The natural gates and alleys of the body," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with a sudden vigour doth posset" & @CRLF & _
                "	And curd, like eager droppings into milk," & @CRLF & _
                "	The thin and wholesome blood: so did it mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And a most instant tetter bark'd about," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most lazar-like, with vile and loathsome crust," & @CRLF & _
                "	All my smooth body." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus was I, sleeping, by a brother's hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of life, of crown, of queen, at once dispatch'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unhousel'd, disappointed, unanel'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	No reckoning made, but sent to my account" & @CRLF & _
                "	With all my imperfections on my head:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, horrible! O, horrible! most horrible!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou hast nature in thee, bear it not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let not the royal bed of Denmark be" & @CRLF & _
                "	A couch for luxury and damned incest." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, howsoever thou pursuest this act," & @CRLF & _
                "	Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against thy mother aught: leave her to heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge," & @CRLF & _
                "	To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at once!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The glow-worm shows the matin to be near," & @CRLF & _
                "	And 'gins to pale his uneffectual fire:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Adieu, adieu! Hamlet, remember me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	O all you host of heaven! O earth! what else?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And shall I couple hell? O, fie! Hold, hold, my heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you, my sinews, grow not instant old," & @CRLF & _
                "	But bear me stiffly up. Remember thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat" & @CRLF & _
                "	In this distracted globe. Remember thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, from the table of my memory" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll wipe away all trivial fond records," & @CRLF & _
                "	All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past," & @CRLF & _
                "	That youth and observation copied there;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thy commandment all alone shall live" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within the book and volume of my brain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unmix'd with baser matter: yes, by heaven!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O most pernicious woman!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O villain, villain, smiling, damned villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My tables,--meet it is I set it down," & @CRLF & _
                "	That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	At least I'm sure it may be so in Denmark:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Writing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	So, uncle, there you are. Now to my word;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is 'Adieu, adieu! remember me.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have sworn 't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	| [Within]  My lord, my lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	[Within]	Lord Hamlet,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	[Within]	Heaven secure him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	So be it!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	[Within]  Hillo, ho, ho, my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Hillo, ho, ho, boy! come, bird, come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HORATIO and MARCELLUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	How is't, my noble lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	What news, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	O, wonderful!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	                  Good my lord, tell it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	No; you'll reveal it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Not I, my lord, by heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	Nor I, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	How say you, then; would heart of man once think it?" & @CRLF & _
                "	But you'll be secret?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|                   Ay, by heaven, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	There's ne'er a villain dwelling in all Denmark" & @CRLF & _
                "	But he's an arrant knave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave" & @CRLF & _
                "	To tell us this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	                  Why, right; you are i' the right;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so, without more circumstance at all," & @CRLF & _
                "	I hold it fit that we shake hands and part:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You, as your business and desire shall point you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For every man has business and desire," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such as it is; and for mine own poor part," & @CRLF & _
                "	Look you, I'll go pray." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	These are but wild and whirling words, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I'm sorry they offend you, heartily;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yes, 'faith heartily." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	There's no offence, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Yes, by Saint Patrick, but there is, Horatio," & @CRLF & _
                "	And much offence too. Touching this vision here," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is an honest ghost, that let me tell you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For your desire to know what is between us," & @CRLF & _
                "	O'ermaster 't as you may. And now, good friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	As you are friends, scholars and soldiers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me one poor request." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	What is't, my lord? we will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Never make known what you have seen to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	| My lord, we will not." & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Nay, but swear't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	In faith," & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord, not I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	                  Nor I, my lord, in faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Upon my sword." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCELLUS	                  We have sworn, my lord, already." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Indeed, upon my sword, indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ghost	[Beneath]  Swear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Ah, ha, boy! say'st thou so? art thou there," & @CRLF & _
                "	truepenny?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come on--you hear this fellow in the cellarage--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Consent to swear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	                  Propose the oath, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Never to speak of this that you have seen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Swear by my sword." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ghost	[Beneath]  Swear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Hic et ubique? then we'll shift our ground." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come hither, gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	And lay your hands again upon my sword:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never to speak of this that you have heard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Swear by my sword." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ghost	[Beneath]  Swear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Well said, old mole! canst work i' the earth so fast?" & @CRLF & _
                "	A worthy pioner! Once more remove, good friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	O day and night, but this is wondrous strange!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	And therefore as a stranger give it welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "	There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. But come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, as before, never, so help you mercy," & @CRLF & _
                "	How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I perchance hereafter shall think meet" & @CRLF & _
                "	To put an antic disposition on," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you, at such times seeing me, never shall," & @CRLF & _
                "	With arms encumber'd thus, or this headshake," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase," & @CRLF & _
                "	As 'Well, well, we know,' or 'We could, an if we would,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or 'If we list to speak,' or 'There be, an if they might,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or such ambiguous giving out, to note" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you know aught of me: this not to do," & @CRLF & _
                "	So grace and mercy at your most need help you, Swear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ghost	[Beneath]  Swear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Rest, rest, perturbed spirit!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They swear]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		        So, gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all my love I do commend me to you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what so poor a man as Hamlet is" & @CRLF & _
                "	May do, to express his love and friending to you," & @CRLF & _
                "	God willing, shall not lack. Let us go in together;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And still your fingers on your lips, I pray." & @CRLF & _
                "	The time is out of joint: O cursed spite," & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever I was born to set it right!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, come, let's go together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	HAMLET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A room in POLONIUS' house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter POLONIUS and REYNALDO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Give him this money and these notes, Reynaldo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REYNALDO	I will, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	You shall do marvellous wisely, good Reynaldo," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before you visit him, to make inquire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of his behavior." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REYNALDO	                  My lord, I did intend it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Marry, well said; very well said. Look you, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Inquire me first what Danskers are in Paris;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And how, and who, what means, and where they keep," & @CRLF & _
                "	What company, at what expense; and finding" & @CRLF & _
                "	By this encompassment and drift of question" & @CRLF & _
                "	That they do know my son, come you more nearer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than your particular demands will touch it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take you, as 'twere, some distant knowledge of him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thus, 'I know his father and his friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in part him: ' do you mark this, Reynaldo?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REYNALDO	Ay, very well, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	'And in part him; but' you may say 'not well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, if't be he I mean, he's very wild;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Addicted so and so:' and there put on him" & @CRLF & _
                "	What forgeries you please; marry, none so rank" & @CRLF & _
                "	As may dishonour him; take heed of that;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, sir, such wanton, wild and usual slips" & @CRLF & _
                "	As are companions noted and most known" & @CRLF & _
                "	To youth and liberty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REYNALDO	As gaming, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Ay, or drinking, fencing, swearing, quarrelling," & @CRLF & _
                "	Drabbing: you may go so far." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REYNALDO	My lord, that would dishonour him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	'Faith, no; as you may season it in the charge" & @CRLF & _
                "	You must not put another scandal on him," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he is open to incontinency;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That's not my meaning: but breathe his faults so quaintly" & @CRLF & _
                "	That they may seem the taints of liberty," & @CRLF & _
                "	The flash and outbreak of a fiery mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	A savageness in unreclaimed blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of general assault." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REYNALDO	But, my good lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Wherefore should you do this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REYNALDO	Ay, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would know that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	                  Marry, sir, here's my drift;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I believe, it is a fetch of wit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You laying these slight sullies on my son," & @CRLF & _
                "	As 'twere a thing a little soil'd i' the working, Mark you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your party in converse, him you would sound," & @CRLF & _
                "	Having ever seen in the prenominate crimes" & @CRLF & _
                "	The youth you breathe of guilty, be assured" & @CRLF & _
                "	He closes with you in this consequence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Good sir,' or so, or 'friend,' or 'gentleman,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	According to the phrase or the addition" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of man and country." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REYNALDO	Very good, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	And then, sir, does he this--he does--what was I" & @CRLF & _
                "	about to say? By the mass, I was about to say" & @CRLF & _
                "	something: where did I leave?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REYNALDO	At 'closes in the consequence,' at 'friend or so,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	and 'gentleman.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	At 'closes in the consequence,' ay, marry;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He closes thus: 'I know the gentleman;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw him yesterday, or t' other day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or then, or then; with such, or such; and, as you say," & @CRLF & _
                "	There was a' gaming; there o'ertook in's rouse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There falling out at tennis:' or perchance," & @CRLF & _
                "	'I saw him enter such a house of sale,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Videlicet, a brothel, or so forth." & @CRLF & _
                "	See you now;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thus do we of wisdom and of reach," & @CRLF & _
                "	With windlasses and with assays of bias," & @CRLF & _
                "	By indirections find directions out:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So by my former lecture and advice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall you my son. You have me, have you not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REYNALDO	My lord, I have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	                  God be wi' you; fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REYNALDO	Good my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Observe his inclination in yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REYNALDO	I shall, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	And let him ply his music." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REYNALDO	Well, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Farewell!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit REYNALDO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OPHELIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, Ophelia! what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	O, my lord, my lord, I have been so affrighted!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	With what, i' the name of God?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	My lord, as I was sewing in my closet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord Hamlet, with his doublet all unbraced;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No hat upon his head; his stockings foul'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ungarter'd, and down-gyved to his ancle;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pale as his shirt; his knees knocking each other;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with a look so piteous in purport" & @CRLF & _
                "	As if he had been loosed out of hell" & @CRLF & _
                "	To speak of horrors,--he comes before me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Mad for thy love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	                  My lord, I do not know;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But truly, I do fear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	What said he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	He took me by the wrist and held me hard;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then goes he to the length of all his arm;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, with his other hand thus o'er his brow," & @CRLF & _
                "	He falls to such perusal of my face" & @CRLF & _
                "	As he would draw it. Long stay'd he so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	At last, a little shaking of mine arm" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thrice his head thus waving up and down," & @CRLF & _
                "	He raised a sigh so piteous and profound" & @CRLF & _
                "	As it did seem to shatter all his bulk" & @CRLF & _
                "	And end his being: that done, he lets me go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, with his head over his shoulder turn'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	He seem'd to find his way without his eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For out o' doors he went without their helps," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, to the last, bended their light on me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Come, go with me: I will go seek the king." & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the very ecstasy of love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose violent property fordoes itself" & @CRLF & _
                "	And leads the will to desperate undertakings" & @CRLF & _
                "	As oft as any passion under heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	That does afflict our natures. I am sorry." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, have you given him any hard words of late?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	No, my good lord, but, as you did command," & @CRLF & _
                "	I did repel his fetters and denied" & @CRLF & _
                "	His access to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	                  That hath made him mad." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am sorry that with better heed and judgment" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had not quoted him: I fear'd he did but trifle," & @CRLF & _
                "	And meant to wreck thee; but, beshrew my jealousy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	By heaven, it is as proper to our age" & @CRLF & _
                "	To cast beyond ourselves in our opinions" & @CRLF & _
                "	As it is common for the younger sort" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lack discretion. Come, go we to the king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This must be known; which, being kept close, might" & @CRLF & _
                "	move" & @CRLF & _
                "	More grief to hide than hate to utter love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	HAMLET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A room in the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, ROSENCRANTZ," & @CRLF & _
                "	GUILDENSTERN, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Welcome, dear Rosencrantz and Guildenstern!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Moreover that we much did long to see you," & @CRLF & _
                "	The need we have to use you did provoke" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our hasty sending. Something have you heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Hamlet's transformation; so call it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sith nor the exterior nor the inward man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Resembles that it was. What it should be," & @CRLF & _
                "	More than his father's death, that thus hath put him" & @CRLF & _
                "	So much from the understanding of himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot dream of: I entreat you both," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, being of so young days brought up with him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sith so neighbour'd to his youth and havior," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you vouchsafe your rest here in our court" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some little time: so by your companies" & @CRLF & _
                "	To draw him on to pleasures, and to gather," & @CRLF & _
                "	So much as from occasion you may glean," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether aught, to us unknown, afflicts him thus," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, open'd, lies within our remedy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Good gentlemen, he hath much talk'd of you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sure I am two men there are not living" & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom he more adheres. If it will please you" & @CRLF & _
                "	To show us so much gentry and good will" & @CRLF & _
                "	As to expend your time with us awhile," & @CRLF & _
                "	For the supply and profit of our hope," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your visitation shall receive such thanks" & @CRLF & _
                "	As fits a king's remembrance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	Both your majesties" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might, by the sovereign power you have of us," & @CRLF & _
                "	Put your dread pleasures more into command" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than to entreaty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	                  But we both obey," & @CRLF & _
                "	And here give up ourselves, in the full bent" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lay our service freely at your feet," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be commanded." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Thanks, Rosencrantz and gentle Guildenstern." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Thanks, Guildenstern and gentle Rosencrantz:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I beseech you instantly to visit" & @CRLF & _
                "	My too much changed son. Go, some of you," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring these gentlemen where Hamlet is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	Heavens make our presence and our practises" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pleasant and helpful to him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Ay, amen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDENSTERN, and some" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter POLONIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	The ambassadors from Norway, my good lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are joyfully return'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Thou still hast been the father of good news." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Have I, my lord? I assure my good liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	I hold my duty, as I hold my soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	Both to my God and to my gracious king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I do think, or else this brain of mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hunts not the trail of policy so sure" & @CRLF & _
                "	As it hath used to do, that I have found" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very cause of Hamlet's lunacy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	O, speak of that; that do I long to hear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Give first admittance to the ambassadors;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My news shall be the fruit to that great feast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Thyself do grace to them, and bring them in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit POLONIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	He tells me, my dear Gertrude, he hath found" & @CRLF & _
                "	The head and source of all your son's distemper." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	I doubt it is no other but the main;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His father's death, and our o'erhasty marriage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Well, we shall sift him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter POLONIUS, with VOLTIMAND and CORNELIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		   Welcome, my good friends!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say, Voltimand, what from our brother Norway?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLTIMAND	Most fair return of greetings and desires." & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon our first, he sent out to suppress" & @CRLF & _
                "	His nephew's levies; which to him appear'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be a preparation 'gainst the Polack;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, better look'd into, he truly found" & @CRLF & _
                "	It was against your highness: whereat grieved," & @CRLF & _
                "	That so his sickness, age and impotence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was falsely borne in hand, sends out arrests" & @CRLF & _
                "	On Fortinbras; which he, in brief, obeys;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Receives rebuke from Norway, and in fine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes vow before his uncle never more" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give the assay of arms against your majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereon old Norway, overcome with joy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gives him three thousand crowns in annual fee," & @CRLF & _
                "	And his commission to employ those soldiers," & @CRLF & _
                "	So levied as before, against the Polack:" & @CRLF & _
                "	With an entreaty, herein further shown," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Giving a paper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	That it might please you to give quiet pass" & @CRLF & _
                "	Through your dominions for this enterprise," & @CRLF & _
                "	On such regards of safety and allowance" & @CRLF & _
                "	As therein are set down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	It likes us well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And at our more consider'd time well read," & @CRLF & _
                "	Answer, and think upon this business." & @CRLF & _
                "	Meantime we thank you for your well-took labour:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go to your rest; at night we'll feast together:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most welcome home!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt VOLTIMAND and CORNELIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	                  This business is well ended." & @CRLF & _
                "	My liege, and madam, to expostulate" & @CRLF & _
                "	What majesty should be, what duty is," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why day is day, night night, and time is time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were nothing but to waste night, day and time." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will be brief: your noble son is mad:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mad call I it; for, to define true madness," & @CRLF & _
                "	What is't but to be nothing else but mad?" & @CRLF & _
                "	But let that go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	                  More matter, with less art." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Madam, I swear I use no art at all." & @CRLF & _
                "	That he is mad, 'tis true: 'tis true 'tis pity;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pity 'tis 'tis true: a foolish figure;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But farewell it, for I will use no art." & @CRLF & _
                "	Mad let us grant him, then: and now remains" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we find out the cause of this effect," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or rather say, the cause of this defect," & @CRLF & _
                "	For this effect defective comes by cause:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus it remains, and the remainder thus. Perpend." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a daughter--have while she is mine--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, in her duty and obedience, mark," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath given me this: now gather, and surmise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'To the celestial and my soul's idol, the most" & @CRLF & _
                "	beautified Ophelia,'--" & @CRLF & _
                "	That's an ill phrase, a vile phrase; 'beautified' is" & @CRLF & _
                "	a vile phrase: but you shall hear. Thus:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'In her excellent white bosom, these, &c.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Came this from Hamlet to her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Good madam, stay awhile; I will be faithful." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Doubt thou the stars are fire;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doubt that the sun doth move;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doubt truth to be a liar;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But never doubt I love." & @CRLF & _
                "	'O dear Ophelia, I am ill at these numbers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have not art to reckon my groans: but that" & @CRLF & _
                "	I love thee best, O most best, believe it. Adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Thine evermore most dear lady, whilst" & @CRLF & _
                "	this machine is to him, HAMLET.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	This, in obedience, hath my daughter shown me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And more above, hath his solicitings," & @CRLF & _
                "	As they fell out by time, by means and place," & @CRLF & _
                "	All given to mine ear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	But how hath she" & @CRLF & _
                "	Received his love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	                  What do you think of me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	As of a man faithful and honourable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	I would fain prove so. But what might you think," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I had seen this hot love on the wing--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I perceived it, I must tell you that," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before my daughter told me--what might you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or my dear majesty your queen here, think," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I had play'd the desk or table-book," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or given my heart a winking, mute and dumb," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or look'd upon this love with idle sight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	What might you think? No, I went round to work," & @CRLF & _
                "	And my young mistress thus I did bespeak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Lord Hamlet is a prince, out of thy star;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This must not be:' and then I precepts gave her," & @CRLF & _
                "	That she should lock herself from his resort," & @CRLF & _
                "	Admit no messengers, receive no tokens." & @CRLF & _
                "	Which done, she took the fruits of my advice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he, repulsed--a short tale to make--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fell into a sadness, then into a fast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thence to a watch, thence into a weakness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thence to a lightness, and, by this declension," & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the madness wherein now he raves," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all we mourn for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Do you think 'tis this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	It may be, very likely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Hath there been such a time--I'd fain know that--" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have positively said 'Tis so,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	When it proved otherwise?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Not that I know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	[Pointing to his head and shoulder]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take this from this, if this be otherwise:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If circumstances lead me, I will find" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where truth is hid, though it were hid indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within the centre." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	                  How may we try it further?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	You know, sometimes he walks four hours together" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here in the lobby." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	                  So he does indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	At such a time I'll loose my daughter to him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be you and I behind an arras then;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark the encounter: if he love her not" & @CRLF & _
                "	And be not from his reason fall'n thereon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me be no assistant for a state," & @CRLF & _
                "	But keep a farm and carters." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	We will try it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	But, look, where sadly the poor wretch comes reading." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Away, I do beseech you, both away:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll board him presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HAMLET, reading]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		    O, give me leave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	How does my good Lord Hamlet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Well, God-a-mercy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Do you know me, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Excellent well; you are a fishmonger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Not I, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Then I would you were so honest a man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Honest, my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Ay, sir; to be honest, as this world goes, is to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	one man picked out of ten thousand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	That's very true, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, being a" & @CRLF & _
                "	god kissing carrion,--Have you a daughter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	I have, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Let her not walk i' the sun: conception is a" & @CRLF & _
                "	blessing: but not as your daughter may conceive." & @CRLF & _
                "	Friend, look to 't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	[Aside]  How say you by that? Still harping on my" & @CRLF & _
                "	daughter: yet he knew me not at first; he said I" & @CRLF & _
                "	was a fishmonger: he is far gone, far gone: and" & @CRLF & _
                "	truly in my youth I suffered much extremity for" & @CRLF & _
                "	love; very near this. I'll speak to him again." & @CRLF & _
                "	What do you read, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Words, words, words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	What is the matter, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Between who?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	I mean, the matter that you read, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Slanders, sir: for the satirical rogue says here" & @CRLF & _
                "	that old men have grey beards, that their faces are" & @CRLF & _
                "	wrinkled, their eyes purging thick amber and" & @CRLF & _
                "	plum-tree gum and that they have a plentiful lack of" & @CRLF & _
                "	wit, together with most weak hams: all which, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	though I most powerfully and potently believe, yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hold it not honesty to have it thus set down, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	yourself, sir, should be old as I am, if like a crab" & @CRLF & _
                "	you could go backward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	[Aside]  Though this be madness, yet there is method" & @CRLF & _
                "	in 't. Will you walk out of the air, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Into my grave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Indeed, that is out o' the air." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How pregnant sometimes his replies are! a happiness" & @CRLF & _
                "	that often madness hits on, which reason and sanity" & @CRLF & _
                "	could not so prosperously be delivered of. I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	leave him, and suddenly contrive the means of" & @CRLF & _
                "	meeting between him and my daughter.--My honourable" & @CRLF & _
                "	lord, I will most humbly take my leave of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	You cannot, sir, take from me any thing that I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	more willingly part withal: except my life, except" & @CRLF & _
                "	my life, except my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Fare you well, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	These tedious old fools!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	You go to seek the Lord Hamlet; there he is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	[To POLONIUS]  God save you, sir!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit POLONIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	My honoured lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	My most dear lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	My excellent good friends! How dost thou," & @CRLF & _
                "	Guildenstern? Ah, Rosencrantz! Good lads, how do ye both?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	As the indifferent children of the earth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	Happy, in that we are not over-happy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	On fortune's cap we are not the very button." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Nor the soles of her shoe?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	Neither, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Then you live about her waist, or in the middle of" & @CRLF & _
                "	her favours?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	'Faith, her privates we." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	In the secret parts of fortune? O, most true; she" & @CRLF & _
                "	is a strumpet. What's the news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	None, my lord, but that the world's grown honest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Then is doomsday near: but your news is not true." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me question more in particular: what have you," & @CRLF & _
                "	my good friends, deserved at the hands of fortune," & @CRLF & _
                "	that she sends you to prison hither?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	Prison, my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Denmark's a prison." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	Then is the world one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	A goodly one; in which there are many confines," & @CRLF & _
                "	wards and dungeons, Denmark being one o' the worst." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	We think not so, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Why, then, 'tis none to you; for there is nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	either good or bad, but thinking makes it so: to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	it is a prison." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	Why then, your ambition makes it one; 'tis too" & @CRLF & _
                "	narrow for your mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	O God, I could be bounded in a nut shell and count" & @CRLF & _
                "	myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have bad dreams." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	Which dreams indeed are ambition, for the very" & @CRLF & _
                "	substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	A dream itself is but a shadow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	Truly, and I hold ambition of so airy and light a" & @CRLF & _
                "	quality that it is but a shadow's shadow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Then are our beggars bodies, and our monarchs and" & @CRLF & _
                "	outstretched heroes the beggars' shadows. Shall we" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the court? for, by my fay, I cannot reason." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	| We'll wait upon you." & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	No such matter: I will not sort you with the rest" & @CRLF & _
                "	of my servants, for, to speak to you like an honest" & @CRLF & _
                "	man, I am most dreadfully attended. But, in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	beaten way of friendship, what make you at Elsinore?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	To visit you, my lord; no other occasion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks; but I" & @CRLF & _
                "	thank you: and sure, dear friends, my thanks are" & @CRLF & _
                "	too dear a halfpenny. Were you not sent for? Is it" & @CRLF & _
                "	your own inclining? Is it a free visitation? Come," & @CRLF & _
                "	deal justly with me: come, come; nay, speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	What should we say, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Why, any thing, but to the purpose. You were sent" & @CRLF & _
                "	for; and there is a kind of confession in your looks" & @CRLF & _
                "	which your modesties have not craft enough to colour:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know the good king and queen have sent for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	To what end, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	That you must teach me. But let me conjure you, by" & @CRLF & _
                "	the rights of our fellowship, by the consonancy of" & @CRLF & _
                "	our youth, by the obligation of our ever-preserved" & @CRLF & _
                "	love, and by what more dear a better proposer could" & @CRLF & _
                "	charge you withal, be even and direct with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	whether you were sent for, or no?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	[Aside to GUILDENSTERN]  What say you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	[Aside]  Nay, then, I have an eye of you.--If you" & @CRLF & _
                "	love me, hold not off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	My lord, we were sent for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I will tell you why; so shall my anticipation" & @CRLF & _
                "	prevent your discovery, and your secrecy to the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	and queen moult no feather. I have of late--but" & @CRLF & _
                "	wherefore I know not--lost all my mirth, forgone all" & @CRLF & _
                "	custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily" & @CRLF & _
                "	with my disposition that this goodly frame, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most" & @CRLF & _
                "	excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave" & @CRLF & _
                "	o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted" & @CRLF & _
                "	with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to" & @CRLF & _
                "	me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours." & @CRLF & _
                "	What a piece of work is a man! how noble in reason!" & @CRLF & _
                "	how infinite in faculty! in form and moving how" & @CRLF & _
                "	express and admirable! in action how like an angel!" & @CRLF & _
                "	in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	world! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	what is this quintessence of dust? man delights not" & @CRLF & _
                "	me: no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling" & @CRLF & _
                "	you seem to say so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	My lord, there was no such stuff in my thoughts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Why did you laugh then, when I said 'man delights not me'?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	To think, my lord, if you delight not in man, what" & @CRLF & _
                "	lenten entertainment the players shall receive from" & @CRLF & _
                "	you: we coted them on the way; and hither are they" & @CRLF & _
                "	coming, to offer you service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	He that plays the king shall be welcome; his majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall have tribute of me; the adventurous knight" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall use his foil and target; the lover shall not" & @CRLF & _
                "	sigh gratis; the humourous man shall end his part" & @CRLF & _
                "	in peace; the clown shall make those laugh whose" & @CRLF & _
                "	lungs are tickled o' the sere; and the lady shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	say her mind freely, or the blank verse shall halt" & @CRLF & _
                "	for't. What players are they?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	Even those you were wont to take delight in, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	tragedians of the city." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	How chances it they travel? their residence, both" & @CRLF & _
                "	in reputation and profit, was better both ways." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	I think their inhibition comes by the means of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	late innovation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Do they hold the same estimation they did when I was" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the city? are they so followed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	No, indeed, are they not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	How comes it? do they grow rusty?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	Nay, their endeavour keeps in the wonted pace: but" & @CRLF & _
                "	there is, sir, an aery of children, little eyases," & @CRLF & _
                "	that cry out on the top of question, and are most" & @CRLF & _
                "	tyrannically clapped for't: these are now the" & @CRLF & _
                "	fashion, and so berattle the common stages--so they" & @CRLF & _
                "	call them--that many wearing rapiers are afraid of" & @CRLF & _
                "	goose-quills and dare scarce come thither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	What, are they children? who maintains 'em? how are" & @CRLF & _
                "	they escoted? Will they pursue the quality no" & @CRLF & _
                "	longer than they can sing? will they not say" & @CRLF & _
                "	afterwards, if they should grow themselves to common" & @CRLF & _
                "	players--as it is most like, if their means are no" & @CRLF & _
                "	better--their writers do them wrong, to make them" & @CRLF & _
                "	exclaim against their own succession?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	'Faith, there has been much to do on both sides; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	the nation holds it no sin to tarre them to" & @CRLF & _
                "	controversy: there was, for a while, no money bid" & @CRLF & _
                "	for argument, unless the poet and the player went to" & @CRLF & _
                "	cuffs in the question." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Is't possible?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	O, there has been much throwing about of brains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Do the boys carry it away?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	Ay, that they do, my lord; Hercules and his load too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	It is not very strange; for mine uncle is king of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Denmark, and those that would make mows at him while" & @CRLF & _
                "	my father lived, give twenty, forty, fifty, an" & @CRLF & _
                "	hundred ducats a-piece for his picture in little." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Sblood, there is something in this more than" & @CRLF & _
                "	natural, if philosophy could find it out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish of trumpets within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	There are the players." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Gentlemen, you are welcome to Elsinore. Your hands," & @CRLF & _
                "	come then: the appurtenance of welcome is fashion" & @CRLF & _
                "	and ceremony: let me comply with you in this garb," & @CRLF & _
                "	lest my extent to the players, which, I tell you," & @CRLF & _
                "	must show fairly outward, should more appear like" & @CRLF & _
                "	entertainment than yours. You are welcome: but my" & @CRLF & _
                "	uncle-father and aunt-mother are deceived." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	In what, my dear lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I am but mad north-north-west: when the wind is" & @CRLF & _
                "	southerly I know a hawk from a handsaw." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter POLONIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Well be with you, gentlemen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Hark you, Guildenstern; and you too: at each ear a" & @CRLF & _
                "	hearer: that great baby you see there is not yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	out of his swaddling-clouts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	Happily he's the second time come to them; for they" & @CRLF & _
                "	say an old man is twice a child." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I will prophesy he comes to tell me of the players;" & @CRLF & _
                "	mark it. You say right, sir: o' Monday morning;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'twas so indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	My lord, I have news to tell you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	My lord, I have news to tell you." & @CRLF & _
                "	When Roscius was an actor in Rome,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	The actors are come hither, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Buz, buz!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Upon mine honour,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Then came each actor on his ass,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	The best actors in the world, either for tragedy," & @CRLF & _
                "	comedy, history, pastoral, pastoral-comical," & @CRLF & _
                "	historical-pastoral, tragical-historical, tragical-" & @CRLF & _
                "	comical-historical-pastoral, scene individable, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	poem unlimited: Seneca cannot be too heavy, nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Plautus too light. For the law of writ and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	liberty, these are the only men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	O Jephthah, judge of Israel, what a treasure hadst thou!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	What a treasure had he, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Why," & @CRLF & _
                "	'One fair daughter and no more," & @CRLF & _
                "	The which he loved passing well.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	[Aside]  Still on my daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Am I not i' the right, old Jephthah?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	If you call me Jephthah, my lord, I have a daughter" & @CRLF & _
                "	that I love passing well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Nay, that follows not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	What follows, then, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Why," & @CRLF & _
                "	'As by lot, God wot,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	and then, you know," & @CRLF & _
                "	'It came to pass, as most like it was,'--" & @CRLF & _
                "	the first row of the pious chanson will show you" & @CRLF & _
                "	more; for look, where my abridgement comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter four or five Players]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are welcome, masters; welcome, all. I am glad" & @CRLF & _
                "	to see thee well. Welcome, good friends. O, my old" & @CRLF & _
                "	friend! thy face is valenced since I saw thee last:" & @CRLF & _
                "	comest thou to beard me in Denmark? What, my young" & @CRLF & _
                "	lady and mistress! By'r lady, your ladyship is" & @CRLF & _
                "	nearer to heaven than when I saw you last, by the" & @CRLF & _
                "	altitude of a chopine. Pray God, your voice, like" & @CRLF & _
                "	apiece of uncurrent gold, be not cracked within the" & @CRLF & _
                "	ring. Masters, you are all welcome. We'll e'en" & @CRLF & _
                "	to't like French falconers, fly at any thing we see:" & @CRLF & _
                "	we'll have a speech straight: come, give us a taste" & @CRLF & _
                "	of your quality; come, a passionate speech." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Player	What speech, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I heard thee speak me a speech once, but it was" & @CRLF & _
                "	never acted; or, if it was, not above once; for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	play, I remember, pleased not the million; 'twas" & @CRLF & _
                "	caviare to the general: but it was--as I received" & @CRLF & _
                "	it, and others, whose judgments in such matters" & @CRLF & _
                "	cried in the top of mine--an excellent play, well" & @CRLF & _
                "	digested in the scenes, set down with as much" & @CRLF & _
                "	modesty as cunning. I remember, one said there" & @CRLF & _
                "	were no sallets in the lines to make the matter" & @CRLF & _
                "	savoury, nor no matter in the phrase that might" & @CRLF & _
                "	indict the author of affectation; but called it an" & @CRLF & _
                "	honest method, as wholesome as sweet, and by very" & @CRLF & _
                "	much more handsome than fine. One speech in it I" & @CRLF & _
                "	chiefly loved: 'twas Aeneas' tale to Dido; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	thereabout of it especially, where he speaks of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Priam's slaughter: if it live in your memory, begin" & @CRLF & _
                "	at this line: let me see, let me see--" & @CRLF & _
                "	'The rugged Pyrrhus, like the Hyrcanian beast,'--" & @CRLF & _
                "	it is not so:--it begins with Pyrrhus:--" & @CRLF & _
                "	'The rugged Pyrrhus, he whose sable arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Black as his purpose, did the night resemble" & @CRLF & _
                "	When he lay couched in the ominous horse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath now this dread and black complexion smear'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With heraldry more dismal; head to foot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now is he total gules; horridly trick'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With blood of fathers, mothers, daughters, sons," & @CRLF & _
                "	Baked and impasted with the parching streets," & @CRLF & _
                "	That lend a tyrannous and damned light" & @CRLF & _
                "	To their lord's murder: roasted in wrath and fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thus o'er-sized with coagulate gore," & @CRLF & _
                "	With eyes like carbuncles, the hellish Pyrrhus" & @CRLF & _
                "	Old grandsire Priam seeks.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	So, proceed you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	'Fore God, my lord, well spoken, with good accent and" & @CRLF & _
                "	good discretion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Player	'Anon he finds him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Striking too short at Greeks; his antique sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rebellious to his arm, lies where it falls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Repugnant to command: unequal match'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pyrrhus at Priam drives; in rage strikes wide;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But with the whiff and wind of his fell sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	The unnerved father falls. Then senseless Ilium," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seeming to feel this blow, with flaming top" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stoops to his base, and with a hideous crash" & @CRLF & _
                "	Takes prisoner Pyrrhus' ear: for, lo! his sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which was declining on the milky head" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of reverend Priam, seem'd i' the air to stick:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So, as a painted tyrant, Pyrrhus stood," & @CRLF & _
                "	And like a neutral to his will and matter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, as we often see, against some storm," & @CRLF & _
                "	A silence in the heavens, the rack stand still," & @CRLF & _
                "	The bold winds speechless and the orb below" & @CRLF & _
                "	As hush as death, anon the dreadful thunder" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth rend the region, so, after Pyrrhus' pause," & @CRLF & _
                "	Aroused vengeance sets him new a-work;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And never did the Cyclops' hammers fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	On Mars's armour forged for proof eterne" & @CRLF & _
                "	With less remorse than Pyrrhus' bleeding sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now falls on Priam." & @CRLF & _
                "	Out, out, thou strumpet, Fortune! All you gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	In general synod 'take away her power;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Break all the spokes and fellies from her wheel," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bowl the round nave down the hill of heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	As low as to the fiends!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	This is too long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	It shall to the barber's, with your beard. Prithee," & @CRLF & _
                "	say on: he's for a jig or a tale of bawdry, or he" & @CRLF & _
                "	sleeps: say on: come to Hecuba." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Player	'But who, O, who had seen the mobled queen--'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	'The mobled queen?'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	That's good; 'mobled queen' is good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Player	'Run barefoot up and down, threatening the flames" & @CRLF & _
                "	With bisson rheum; a clout upon that head" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where late the diadem stood, and for a robe," & @CRLF & _
                "	About her lank and all o'er-teemed loins," & @CRLF & _
                "	A blanket, in the alarm of fear caught up;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who this had seen, with tongue in venom steep'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Gainst Fortune's state would treason have" & @CRLF & _
                "	pronounced:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if the gods themselves did see her then" & @CRLF & _
                "	When she saw Pyrrhus make malicious sport" & @CRLF & _
                "	In mincing with his sword her husband's limbs," & @CRLF & _
                "	The instant burst of clamour that she made," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless things mortal move them not at all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would have made milch the burning eyes of heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	And passion in the gods.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Look, whether he has not turned his colour and has" & @CRLF & _
                "	tears in's eyes. Pray you, no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	'Tis well: I'll have thee speak out the rest soon." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good my lord, will you see the players well" & @CRLF & _
                "	bestowed? Do you hear, let them be well used; for" & @CRLF & _
                "	they are the abstract and brief chronicles of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	time: after your death you were better have a bad" & @CRLF & _
                "	epitaph than their ill report while you live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	My lord, I will use them according to their desert." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	God's bodykins, man, much better: use every man" & @CRLF & _
                "	after his desert, and who should 'scape whipping?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Use them after your own honour and dignity: the less" & @CRLF & _
                "	they deserve, the more merit is in your bounty." & @CRLF & _
                "	Take them in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Come, sirs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Follow him, friends: we'll hear a play to-morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit POLONIUS with all the Players but the First]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dost thou hear me, old friend; can you play the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Murder of Gonzago?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Player	Ay, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	We'll ha't to-morrow night. You could, for a need," & @CRLF & _
                "	study a speech of some dozen or sixteen lines, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would set down and insert in't, could you not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Player	Ay, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Very well. Follow that lord; and look you mock him" & @CRLF & _
                "	not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit First Player]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	My good friends, I'll leave you till night: you are" & @CRLF & _
                "	welcome to Elsinore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	Good my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Ay, so, God be wi' ye;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		  Now I am alone." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is it not monstrous that this player here," & @CRLF & _
                "	But in a fiction, in a dream of passion," & @CRLF & _
                "	Could force his soul so to his own conceit" & @CRLF & _
                "	That from her working all his visage wann'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect," & @CRLF & _
                "	A broken voice, and his whole function suiting" & @CRLF & _
                "	With forms to his conceit? and all for nothing!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Hecuba!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he should weep for her? What would he do," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had he the motive and the cue for passion" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have? He would drown the stage with tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	And cleave the general ear with horrid speech," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make mad the guilty and appal the free," & @CRLF & _
                "	Confound the ignorant, and amaze indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very faculties of eyes and ears. Yet I," & @CRLF & _
                "	A dull and muddy-mettled rascal, peak," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like John-a-dreams, unpregnant of my cause," & @CRLF & _
                "	And can say nothing; no, not for a king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon whose property and most dear life" & @CRLF & _
                "	A damn'd defeat was made. Am I a coward?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who calls me villain? breaks my pate across?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Plucks off my beard, and blows it in my face?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tweaks me by the nose? gives me the lie i' the throat," & @CRLF & _
                "	As deep as to the lungs? who does me this?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Swounds, I should take it: for it cannot be" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I am pigeon-liver'd and lack gall" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make oppression bitter, or ere this" & @CRLF & _
                "	I should have fatted all the region kites" & @CRLF & _
                "	With this slave's offal: bloody, bawdy villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Remorseless, treacherous, lecherous, kindless villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, vengeance!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, what an ass am I! This is most brave," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I, the son of a dear father murder'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Prompted to my revenge by heaven and hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must, like a whore, unpack my heart with words," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fall a-cursing, like a very drab," & @CRLF & _
                "	A scullion!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fie upon't! foh! About, my brain! I have heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	That guilty creatures sitting at a play" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have by the very cunning of the scene" & @CRLF & _
                "	Been struck so to the soul that presently" & @CRLF & _
                "	They have proclaim'd their malefactions;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	With most miraculous organ. I'll have these players" & @CRLF & _
                "	Play something like the murder of my father" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before mine uncle: I'll observe his looks;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll tent him to the quick: if he but blench," & @CRLF & _
                "	I know my course. The spirit that I have seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	May be the devil: and the devil hath power" & @CRLF & _
                "	To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of my weakness and my melancholy," & @CRLF & _
                "	As he is very potent with such spirits," & @CRLF & _
                "	Abuses me to damn me: I'll have grounds" & @CRLF & _
                "	More relative than this: the play 's the thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	HAMLET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A room in the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, POLONIUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	OPHELIA, ROSENCRANTZ, and GUILDENSTERN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	And can you, by no drift of circumstance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Get from him why he puts on this confusion," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grating so harshly all his days of quiet" & @CRLF & _
                "	With turbulent and dangerous lunacy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	He does confess he feels himself distracted;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But from what cause he will by no means speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	Nor do we find him forward to be sounded," & @CRLF & _
                "	But, with a crafty madness, keeps aloof," & @CRLF & _
                "	When we would bring him on to some confession" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of his true state." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	                  Did he receive you well?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	Most like a gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	But with much forcing of his disposition." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	Niggard of question; but, of our demands," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most free in his reply." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Did you assay him?" & @CRLF & _
                "	To any pastime?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	Madam, it so fell out, that certain players" & @CRLF & _
                "	We o'er-raught on the way: of these we told him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And there did seem in him a kind of joy" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear of it: they are about the court," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as I think, they have already order" & @CRLF & _
                "	This night to play before him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	'Tis most true:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he beseech'd me to entreat your majesties" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear and see the matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	With all my heart; and it doth much content me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear him so inclined." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good gentlemen, give him a further edge," & @CRLF & _
                "	And drive his purpose on to these delights." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	We shall, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	                  Sweet Gertrude, leave us too;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For we have closely sent for Hamlet hither," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he, as 'twere by accident, may here" & @CRLF & _
                "	Affront Ophelia:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her father and myself, lawful espials," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will so bestow ourselves that, seeing, unseen," & @CRLF & _
                "	We may of their encounter frankly judge," & @CRLF & _
                "	And gather by him, as he is behaved," & @CRLF & _
                "	If 't be the affliction of his love or no" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thus he suffers for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	I shall obey you." & @CRLF & _
                "	And for your part, Ophelia, I do wish" & @CRLF & _
                "	That your good beauties be the happy cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Hamlet's wildness: so shall I hope your virtues" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will bring him to his wonted way again," & @CRLF & _
                "	To both your honours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	Madam, I wish it may." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit QUEEN GERTRUDE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Ophelia, walk you here. Gracious, so please you," & @CRLF & _
                "	We will bestow ourselves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To OPHELIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		    Read on this book;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That show of such an exercise may colour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your loneliness. We are oft to blame in this,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis too much proved--that with devotion's visage" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pious action we do sugar o'er" & @CRLF & _
                "	The devil himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	[Aside]          O, 'tis too true!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How smart a lash that speech doth give my conscience!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The harlot's cheek, beautied with plastering art," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not more ugly to the thing that helps it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than is my deed to my most painted word:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O heavy burthen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	I hear him coming: let's withdraw, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt KING CLAUDIUS and POLONIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HAMLET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	To be, or not to be: that is the question:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer" & @CRLF & _
                "	The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or to take arms against a sea of troubles," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No more; and by a sleep to say we end" & @CRLF & _
                "	The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks" & @CRLF & _
                "	That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For in that sleep of death what dreams may come" & @CRLF & _
                "	When we have shuffled off this mortal coil," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must give us pause: there's the respect" & @CRLF & _
                "	That makes calamity of so long life;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For who would bear the whips and scorns of time," & @CRLF & _
                "	The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely," & @CRLF & _
                "	The pangs of despised love, the law's delay," & @CRLF & _
                "	The insolence of office and the spurns" & @CRLF & _
                "	That patient merit of the unworthy takes," & @CRLF & _
                "	When he himself might his quietus make" & @CRLF & _
                "	With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear," & @CRLF & _
                "	To grunt and sweat under a weary life," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that the dread of something after death," & @CRLF & _
                "	The undiscover'd country from whose bourn" & @CRLF & _
                "	No traveller returns, puzzles the will" & @CRLF & _
                "	And makes us rather bear those ills we have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than fly to others that we know not of?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thus the native hue of resolution" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought," & @CRLF & _
                "	And enterprises of great pith and moment" & @CRLF & _
                "	With this regard their currents turn awry," & @CRLF & _
                "	And lose the name of action.--Soft you now!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be all my sins remember'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	Good my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	How does your honour for this many a day?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I humbly thank you; well, well, well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	My lord, I have remembrances of yours," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have longed long to re-deliver;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you, now receive them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	No, not I;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I never gave you aught." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	My honour'd lord, you know right well you did;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, with them, words of so sweet breath composed" & @CRLF & _
                "	As made the things more rich: their perfume lost," & @CRLF & _
                "	Take these again; for to the noble mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind." & @CRLF & _
                "	There, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Ha, ha! are you honest?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Are you fair?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	What means your lordship?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	That if you be honest and fair, your honesty should" & @CRLF & _
                "	admit no discourse to your beauty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	Could beauty, my lord, have better commerce than" & @CRLF & _
                "	with honesty?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Ay, truly; for the power of beauty will sooner" & @CRLF & _
                "	transform honesty from what it is to a bawd than the" & @CRLF & _
                "	force of honesty can translate beauty into his" & @CRLF & _
                "	likeness: this was sometime a paradox, but now the" & @CRLF & _
                "	time gives it proof. I did love you once." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	Indeed, my lord, you made me believe so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	You should not have believed me; for virtue cannot" & @CRLF & _
                "	so inoculate our old stock but we shall relish of" & @CRLF & _
                "	it: I loved you not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	I was the more deceived." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Get thee to a nunnery: why wouldst thou be a" & @CRLF & _
                "	breeder of sinners? I am myself indifferent honest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	but yet I could accuse me of such things that it" & @CRLF & _
                "	were better my mother had not borne me: I am very" & @CRLF & _
                "	proud, revengeful, ambitious, with more offences at" & @CRLF & _
                "	my beck than I have thoughts to put them in," & @CRLF & _
                "	imagination to give them shape, or time to act them" & @CRLF & _
                "	in. What should such fellows as I do crawling" & @CRLF & _
                "	between earth and heaven? We are arrant knaves," & @CRLF & _
                "	all; believe none of us. Go thy ways to a nunnery." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where's your father?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	At home, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Let the doors be shut upon him, that he may play the" & @CRLF & _
                "	fool no where but in's own house. Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	O, help him, you sweet heavens!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	If thou dost marry, I'll give thee this plague for" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy dowry: be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as" & @CRLF & _
                "	snow, thou shalt not escape calumny. Get thee to a" & @CRLF & _
                "	nunnery, go: farewell. Or, if thou wilt needs" & @CRLF & _
                "	marry, marry a fool; for wise men know well enough" & @CRLF & _
                "	what monsters you make of them. To a nunnery, go," & @CRLF & _
                "	and quickly too. Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	O heavenly powers, restore him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I have heard of your paintings too, well enough; God" & @CRLF & _
                "	has given you one face, and you make yourselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	another: you jig, you amble, and you lisp, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	nick-name God's creatures, and make your wantonness" & @CRLF & _
                "	your ignorance. Go to, I'll no more on't; it hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	made me mad. I say, we will have no more marriages:" & @CRLF & _
                "	those that are married already, all but one, shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	live; the rest shall keep as they are. To a" & @CRLF & _
                "	nunnery, go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The expectancy and rose of the fair state," & @CRLF & _
                "	The glass of fashion and the mould of form," & @CRLF & _
                "	The observed of all observers, quite, quite down!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I, of ladies most deject and wretched," & @CRLF & _
                "	That suck'd the honey of his music vows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now see that noble and most sovereign reason," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That unmatch'd form and feature of blown youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blasted with ecstasy: O, woe is me," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have seen what I have seen, see what I see!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter KING CLAUDIUS and POLONIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Love! his affections do not that way tend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor what he spake, though it lack'd form a little," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was not like madness. There's something in his soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	O'er which his melancholy sits on brood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I do doubt the hatch and the disclose" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will be some danger: which for to prevent," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have in quick determination" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus set it down: he shall with speed to England," & @CRLF & _
                "	For the demand of our neglected tribute" & @CRLF & _
                "	Haply the seas and countries different" & @CRLF & _
                "	With variable objects shall expel" & @CRLF & _
                "	This something-settled matter in his heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereon his brains still beating puts him thus" & @CRLF & _
                "	From fashion of himself. What think you on't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	It shall do well: but yet do I believe" & @CRLF & _
                "	The origin and commencement of his grief" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sprung from neglected love. How now, Ophelia!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You need not tell us what Lord Hamlet said;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We heard it all. My lord, do as you please;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, if you hold it fit, after the play" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let his queen mother all alone entreat him" & @CRLF & _
                "	To show his grief: let her be round with him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I'll be placed, so please you, in the ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all their conference. If she find him not," & @CRLF & _
                "	To England send him, or confine him where" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your wisdom best shall think." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	It shall be so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Madness in great ones must not unwatch'd go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	HAMLET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A hall in the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HAMLET and Players]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, trippingly on the tongue: but if you mouth it," & @CRLF & _
                "	as many of your players do, I had as lief the" & @CRLF & _
                "	town-crier spoke my lines. Nor do not saw the air" & @CRLF & _
                "	too much with your hand, thus, but use all gently;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for in the very torrent, tempest, and, as I may say," & @CRLF & _
                "	the whirlwind of passion, you must acquire and beget" & @CRLF & _
                "	a temperance that may give it smoothness. O, it" & @CRLF & _
                "	offends me to the soul to hear a robustious" & @CRLF & _
                "	periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings, who" & @CRLF & _
                "	for the most part are capable of nothing but" & @CRLF & _
                "	inexplicable dumbshows and noise: I would have such" & @CRLF & _
                "	a fellow whipped for o'erdoing Termagant; it" & @CRLF & _
                "	out-herods Herod: pray you, avoid it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Player	I warrant your honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Be not too tame neither, but let your own discretion" & @CRLF & _
                "	be your tutor: suit the action to the word, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	word to the action; with this special o'erstep not" & @CRLF & _
                "	the modesty of nature: for any thing so overdone is" & @CRLF & _
                "	from the purpose of playing, whose end, both at the" & @CRLF & _
                "	first and now, was and is, to hold, as 'twere, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	mirror up to nature; to show virtue her own feature," & @CRLF & _
                "	scorn her own image, and the very age and body of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the time his form and pressure. Now this overdone," & @CRLF & _
                "	or come tardy off, though it make the unskilful" & @CRLF & _
                "	laugh, cannot but make the judicious grieve; the" & @CRLF & _
                "	censure of the which one must in your allowance" & @CRLF & _
                "	o'erweigh a whole theatre of others. O, there be" & @CRLF & _
                "	players that I have seen play, and heard others" & @CRLF & _
                "	praise, and that highly, not to speak it profanely," & @CRLF & _
                "	that, neither having the accent of Christians nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so" & @CRLF & _
                "	strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of" & @CRLF & _
                "	nature's journeymen had made men and not made them" & @CRLF & _
                "	well, they imitated humanity so abominably." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Player	I hope we have reformed that indifferently with us," & @CRLF & _
                "	sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	O, reform it altogether. And let those that play" & @CRLF & _
                "	your clowns speak no more than is set down for them;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for there be of them that will themselves laugh, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	set on some quantity of barren spectators to laugh" & @CRLF & _
                "	too; though, in the mean time, some necessary" & @CRLF & _
                "	question of the play be then to be considered:" & @CRLF & _
                "	that's villanous, and shows a most pitiful ambition" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the fool that uses it. Go, make you ready." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Players]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter POLONIUS, ROSENCRANTZ, and GUILDENSTERN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, my lord! I will the king hear this piece of work?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	And the queen too, and that presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Bid the players make haste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit POLONIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you two help to hasten them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  We will, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	What ho! Horatio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HORATIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Here, sweet lord, at your service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Horatio, thou art e'en as just a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	As e'er my conversation coped withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	O, my dear lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	                  Nay, do not think I flatter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For what advancement may I hope from thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	That no revenue hast but thy good spirits," & @CRLF & _
                "	To feed and clothe thee? Why should the poor be flatter'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp," & @CRLF & _
                "	And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where thrift may follow fawning. Dost thou hear?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since my dear soul was mistress of her choice" & @CRLF & _
                "	And could of men distinguish, her election" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath seal'd thee for herself; for thou hast been" & @CRLF & _
                "	As one, in suffering all, that suffers nothing," & @CRLF & _
                "	A man that fortune's buffets and rewards" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast ta'en with equal thanks: and blest are those" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose blood and judgment are so well commingled," & @CRLF & _
                "	That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger" & @CRLF & _
                "	To sound what stop she please. Give me that man" & @CRLF & _
                "	That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him" & @CRLF & _
                "	In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I do thee.--Something too much of this.--" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a play to-night before the king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	One scene of it comes near the circumstance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I have told thee of my father's death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, when thou seest that act afoot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even with the very comment of thy soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Observe mine uncle: if his occulted guilt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not itself unkennel in one speech," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a damned ghost that we have seen," & @CRLF & _
                "	And my imaginations are as foul" & @CRLF & _
                "	As Vulcan's stithy. Give him heedful note;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I mine eyes will rivet to his face," & @CRLF & _
                "	And after we will both our judgments join" & @CRLF & _
                "	In censure of his seeming." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Well, my lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If he steal aught the whilst this play is playing," & @CRLF & _
                "	And 'scape detecting, I will pay the theft." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	They are coming to the play; I must be idle:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Get you a place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Danish march. A flourish. Enter KING CLAUDIUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	QUEEN GERTRUDE, POLONIUS, OPHELIA, ROSENCRANTZ," & @CRLF & _
                "	GUILDENSTERN, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	How fares our cousin Hamlet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Excellent, i' faith; of the chameleon's dish: I eat" & @CRLF & _
                "	the air, promise-crammed: you cannot feed capons so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	I have nothing with this answer, Hamlet; these words" & @CRLF & _
                "	are not mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	No, nor mine now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To POLONIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord, you played once i' the university, you say?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	That did I, my lord; and was accounted a good actor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	What did you enact?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	I did enact Julius Caesar: I was killed i' the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Capitol; Brutus killed me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	It was a brute part of him to kill so capital a calf" & @CRLF & _
                "	there. Be the players ready?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	Ay, my lord; they stay upon your patience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Come hither, my dear Hamlet, sit by me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	No, good mother, here's metal more attractive." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	[To KING CLAUDIUS]  O, ho! do you mark that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Lady, shall I lie in your lap?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Lying down at OPHELIA's feet]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	No, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I mean, my head upon your lap?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	Ay, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Do you think I meant country matters?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	I think nothing, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	That's a fair thought to lie between maids' legs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	What is, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	You are merry, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Who, I?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	Ay, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	O God, your only jig-maker. What should a man do" & @CRLF & _
                "	but be merry? for, look you, how cheerfully my" & @CRLF & _
                "	mother looks, and my father died within these two hours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	Nay, 'tis twice two months, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	So long? Nay then, let the devil wear black, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll have a suit of sables. O heavens! die two" & @CRLF & _
                "	months ago, and not forgotten yet? Then there's" & @CRLF & _
                "	hope a great man's memory may outlive his life half" & @CRLF & _
                "	a year: but, by'r lady, he must build churches," & @CRLF & _
                "	then; or else shall he suffer not thinking on, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	the hobby-horse, whose epitaph is 'For, O, for, O," & @CRLF & _
                "	the hobby-horse is forgot.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Hautboys play. The dumb-show enters]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a King and a Queen very lovingly; the Queen" & @CRLF & _
                "	embracing him, and he her. She kneels, and makes" & @CRLF & _
                "	show of protestation unto him. He takes her up," & @CRLF & _
                "	and declines his head upon her neck: lays him down" & @CRLF & _
                "	upon a bank of flowers: she, seeing him asleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	leaves him. Anon comes in a fellow, takes off his" & @CRLF & _
                "	crown, kisses it, and pours poison in the King's" & @CRLF & _
                "	ears, and exit. The Queen returns; finds the King" & @CRLF & _
                "	dead, and makes passionate action. The Poisoner," & @CRLF & _
                "	with some two or three Mutes, comes in again," & @CRLF & _
                "	seeming to lament with her. The dead body is" & @CRLF & _
                "	carried away. The Poisoner wooes the Queen with" & @CRLF & _
                "	gifts: she seems loath and unwilling awhile, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the end accepts his love]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	What means this, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Marry, this is miching mallecho; it means mischief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	Belike this show imports the argument of the play." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Prologue]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	We shall know by this fellow: the players cannot" & @CRLF & _
                "	keep counsel; they'll tell all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	Will he tell us what this show meant?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Ay, or any show that you'll show him: be not you" & @CRLF & _
                "	ashamed to show, he'll not shame to tell you what it means." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	You are naught, you are naught: I'll mark the play." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Prologue	     For us, and for our tragedy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here stooping to your clemency," & @CRLF & _
                "	We beg your hearing patiently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Is this a prologue, or the posy of a ring?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	'Tis brief, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	As woman's love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two Players, King and Queen]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Player King	   Full thirty times hath Phoebus' cart gone round" & @CRLF & _
                "	Neptune's salt wash and Tellus' orbed ground," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thirty dozen moons with borrow'd sheen" & @CRLF & _
                "	About the world have times twelve thirties been," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since love our hearts and Hymen did our hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unite commutual in most sacred bands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Player Queen	   So many journeys may the sun and moon" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make us again count o'er ere love be done!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, woe is me, you are so sick of late," & @CRLF & _
                "	So far from cheer and from your former state," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I distrust you. Yet, though I distrust," & @CRLF & _
                "	Discomfort you, my lord, it nothing must:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For women's fear and love holds quantity;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In neither aught, or in extremity." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, what my love is, proof hath made you know;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And as my love is sized, my fear is so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where little fears grow great, great love grows there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Player King	'Faith, I must leave thee, love, and shortly too;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My operant powers their functions leave to do:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou shalt live in this fair world behind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Honour'd, beloved; and haply one as kind" & @CRLF & _
                "	For husband shalt thou--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Player Queen	O, confound the rest!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such love must needs be treason in my breast:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In second husband let me be accurst!" & @CRLF & _
                "	None wed the second but who kill'd the first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	[Aside]  Wormwood, wormwood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Player Queen	   The instances that second marriage move" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are base respects of thrift, but none of love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A second time I kill my husband dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	When second husband kisses me in bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Player King	   I do believe you think what now you speak;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But what we do determine oft we break." & @CRLF & _
                "	Purpose is but the slave to memory," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of violent birth, but poor validity;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which now, like fruit unripe, sticks on the tree;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But fall, unshaken, when they mellow be." & @CRLF & _
                "	Most necessary 'tis that we forget" & @CRLF & _
                "	To pay ourselves what to ourselves is debt:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What to ourselves in passion we propose," & @CRLF & _
                "	The passion ending, doth the purpose lose." & @CRLF & _
                "	The violence of either grief or joy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their own enactures with themselves destroy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where joy most revels, grief doth most lament;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Grief joys, joy grieves, on slender accident." & @CRLF & _
                "	This world is not for aye, nor 'tis not strange" & @CRLF & _
                "	That even our loves should with our fortunes change;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'tis a question left us yet to prove," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether love lead fortune, or else fortune love." & @CRLF & _
                "	The great man down, you mark his favourite flies;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The poor advanced makes friends of enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "	And hitherto doth love on fortune tend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For who not needs shall never lack a friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	And who in want a hollow friend doth try," & @CRLF & _
                "	Directly seasons him his enemy." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, orderly to end where I begun," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our wills and fates do so contrary run" & @CRLF & _
                "	That our devices still are overthrown;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So think thou wilt no second husband wed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But die thy thoughts when thy first lord is dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Player Queen	   Nor earth to me give food, nor heaven light!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sport and repose lock from me day and night!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To desperation turn my trust and hope!" & @CRLF & _
                "	An anchor's cheer in prison be my scope!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Each opposite that blanks the face of joy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Meet what I would have well and it destroy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both here and hence pursue me lasting strife," & @CRLF & _
                "	If, once a widow, ever I be wife!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	If she should break it now!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Player King	'Tis deeply sworn. Sweet, leave me here awhile;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My spirits grow dull, and fain I would beguile" & @CRLF & _
                "	The tedious day with sleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sleeps]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Player Queen	Sleep rock thy brain," & @CRLF & _
                "	And never come mischance between us twain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Madam, how like you this play?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	The lady protests too much, methinks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	O, but she'll keep her word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Have you heard the argument? Is there no offence in 't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	No, no, they do but jest, poison in jest; no offence" & @CRLF & _
                "	i' the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	What do you call the play?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	The Mouse-trap. Marry, how? Tropically. This play" & @CRLF & _
                "	is the image of a murder done in Vienna: Gonzago is" & @CRLF & _
                "	the duke's name; his wife, Baptista: you shall see" & @CRLF & _
                "	anon; 'tis a knavish piece of work: but what o'" & @CRLF & _
                "	that? your majesty and we that have free souls, it" & @CRLF & _
                "	touches us not: let the galled jade wince, our" & @CRLF & _
                "	withers are unwrung." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LUCIANUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is one Lucianus, nephew to the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	You are as good as a chorus, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I could interpret between you and your love, if I" & @CRLF & _
                "	could see the puppets dallying." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	You are keen, my lord, you are keen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	It would cost you a groaning to take off my edge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	Still better, and worse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	So you must take your husbands. Begin, murderer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	pox, leave thy damnable faces, and begin. Come:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'the croaking raven doth bellow for revenge.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIANUS	   Thoughts black, hands apt, drugs fit, and time agreeing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Confederate season, else no creature seeing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou mixture rank, of midnight weeds collected," & @CRLF & _
                "	With Hecate's ban thrice blasted, thrice infected," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy natural magic and dire property," & @CRLF & _
                "	On wholesome life usurp immediately." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Pours the poison into the sleeper's ears]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	He poisons him i' the garden for's estate. His" & @CRLF & _
                "	name's Gonzago: the story is extant, and writ in" & @CRLF & _
                "	choice Italian: you shall see anon how the murderer" & @CRLF & _
                "	gets the love of Gonzago's wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	The king rises." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	What, frighted with false fire!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	How fares my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Give o'er the play." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Give me some light: away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Lights, lights, lights!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but HAMLET and HORATIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	     Why, let the stricken deer go weep," & @CRLF & _
                "	The hart ungalled play;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For some must watch, while some must sleep:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So runs the world away." & @CRLF & _
                "	Would not this, sir, and a forest of feathers-- if" & @CRLF & _
                "	the rest of my fortunes turn Turk with me--with two" & @CRLF & _
                "	Provincial roses on my razed shoes, get me a" & @CRLF & _
                "	fellowship in a cry of players, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Half a share." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	A whole one, I." & @CRLF & _
                "	For thou dost know, O Damon dear," & @CRLF & _
                "	This realm dismantled was" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Jove himself; and now reigns here" & @CRLF & _
                "	A very, very--pajock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	You might have rhymed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	O good Horatio, I'll take the ghost's word for a" & @CRLF & _
                "	thousand pound. Didst perceive?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Very well, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Upon the talk of the poisoning?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	I did very well note him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Ah, ha! Come, some music! come, the recorders!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For if the king like not the comedy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why then, belike, he likes it not, perdy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, some music!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	Good my lord, vouchsafe me a word with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Sir, a whole history." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	The king, sir,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Ay, sir, what of him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	Is in his retirement marvellous distempered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	With drink, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	No, my lord, rather with choler." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Your wisdom should show itself more richer to" & @CRLF & _
                "	signify this to his doctor; for, for me to put him" & @CRLF & _
                "	to his purgation would perhaps plunge him into far" & @CRLF & _
                "	more choler." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	Good my lord, put your discourse into some frame and" & @CRLF & _
                "	start not so wildly from my affair." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I am tame, sir: pronounce." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	The queen, your mother, in most great affliction of" & @CRLF & _
                "	spirit, hath sent me to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	You are welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	Nay, good my lord, this courtesy is not of the right" & @CRLF & _
                "	breed. If it shall please you to make me a" & @CRLF & _
                "	wholesome answer, I will do your mother's" & @CRLF & _
                "	commandment: if not, your pardon and my return" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall be the end of my business." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Sir, I cannot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	What, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Make you a wholesome answer; my wit's diseased: but," & @CRLF & _
                "	sir, such answer as I can make, you shall command;" & @CRLF & _
                "	or, rather, as you say, my mother: therefore no" & @CRLF & _
                "	more, but to the matter: my mother, you say,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	Then thus she says; your behavior hath struck her" & @CRLF & _
                "	into amazement and admiration." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	O wonderful son, that can so astonish a mother! But" & @CRLF & _
                "	is there no sequel at the heels of this mother's" & @CRLF & _
                "	admiration? Impart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	She desires to speak with you in her closet, ere you" & @CRLF & _
                "	go to bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	We shall obey, were she ten times our mother. Have" & @CRLF & _
                "	you any further trade with us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	My lord, you once did love me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	So I do still, by these pickers and stealers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	Good my lord, what is your cause of distemper? you" & @CRLF & _
                "	do, surely, bar the door upon your own liberty, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	you deny your griefs to your friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Sir, I lack advancement." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	How can that be, when you have the voice of the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	himself for your succession in Denmark?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Ay, but sir, 'While the grass grows,'--the proverb" & @CRLF & _
                "	is something musty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Players with recorders]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, the recorders! let me see one. To withdraw with" & @CRLF & _
                "	you:--why do you go about to recover the wind of me," & @CRLF & _
                "	as if you would drive me into a toil?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	O, my lord, if my duty be too bold, my love is too" & @CRLF & _
                "	unmannerly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I do not well understand that. Will you play upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	this pipe?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	My lord, I cannot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I pray you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	Believe me, I cannot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I do beseech you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	I know no touch of it, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	'Tis as easy as lying: govern these ventages with" & @CRLF & _
                "	your lingers and thumb, give it breath with your" & @CRLF & _
                "	mouth, and it will discourse most eloquent music." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look you, these are the stops." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	But these cannot I command to any utterance of" & @CRLF & _
                "	harmony; I have not the skill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of" & @CRLF & _
                "	me! You would play upon me; you would seem to know" & @CRLF & _
                "	my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my" & @CRLF & _
                "	mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to" & @CRLF & _
                "	the top of my compass: and there is much music," & @CRLF & _
                "	excellent voice, in this little organ; yet cannot" & @CRLF & _
                "	you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what" & @CRLF & _
                "	instrument you will, though you can fret me, yet you" & @CRLF & _
                "	cannot play upon me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter POLONIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	God bless you, sir!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	My lord, the queen would speak with you, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Do you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of a camel?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	By the mass, and 'tis like a camel, indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Methinks it is like a weasel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	It is backed like a weasel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Or like a whale?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	Very like a whale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Then I will come to my mother by and by. They fool" & @CRLF & _
                "	me to the top of my bent. I will come by and by." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	I will say so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	By and by is easily said." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit POLONIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leave me, friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but HAMLET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tis now the very witching time of night," & @CRLF & _
                "	When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out" & @CRLF & _
                "	Contagion to this world: now could I drink hot blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	And do such bitter business as the day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would quake to look on. Soft! now to my mother." & @CRLF & _
                "	O heart, lose not thy nature; let not ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	The soul of Nero enter this firm bosom:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me be cruel, not unnatural:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will speak daggers to her, but use none;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My tongue and soul in this be hypocrites;" & @CRLF & _
                "	How in my words soever she be shent," & @CRLF & _
                "	To give them seals never, my soul, consent!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	HAMLET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A room in the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING CLAUDIUS, ROSENCRANTZ, and GUILDENSTERN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	I like him not, nor stands it safe with us" & @CRLF & _
                "	To let his madness range. Therefore prepare you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I your commission will forthwith dispatch," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he to England shall along with you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The terms of our estate may not endure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hazard so dangerous as doth hourly grow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of his lunacies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	We will ourselves provide:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most holy and religious fear it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep those many many bodies safe" & @CRLF & _
                "	That live and feed upon your majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	The single and peculiar life is bound," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all the strength and armour of the mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep itself from noyance; but much more" & @CRLF & _
                "	That spirit upon whose weal depend and rest" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lives of many. The cease of majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dies not alone; but, like a gulf, doth draw" & @CRLF & _
                "	What's near it with it: it is a massy wheel," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fix'd on the summit of the highest mount," & @CRLF & _
                "	To whose huge spokes ten thousand lesser things" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are mortised and adjoin'd; which, when it falls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Each small annexment, petty consequence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Attends the boisterous ruin. Never alone" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did the king sigh, but with a general groan." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Arm you, I pray you, to this speedy voyage;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For we will fetters put upon this fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which now goes too free-footed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|	We will haste us." & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter POLONIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	My lord, he's going to his mother's closet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Behind the arras I'll convey myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear the process; and warrant she'll tax him home:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as you said, and wisely was it said," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis meet that some more audience than a mother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since nature makes them partial, should o'erhear" & @CRLF & _
                "	The speech, of vantage. Fare you well, my liege:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll call upon you ere you go to bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell you what I know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Thanks, dear my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit POLONIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, my offence is rank it smells to heaven;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It hath the primal eldest curse upon't," & @CRLF & _
                "	A brother's murder. Pray can I not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though inclination be as sharp as will:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, like a man to double business bound," & @CRLF & _
                "	I stand in pause where I shall first begin," & @CRLF & _
                "	And both neglect. What if this cursed hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were thicker than itself with brother's blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens" & @CRLF & _
                "	To wash it white as snow? Whereto serves mercy" & @CRLF & _
                "	But to confront the visage of offence?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what's in prayer but this two-fold force," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be forestalled ere we come to fall," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or pardon'd being down? Then I'll look up;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My fault is past. But, O, what form of prayer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can serve my turn? 'Forgive me my foul murder'?" & @CRLF & _
                "	That cannot be; since I am still possess'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of those effects for which I did the murder," & @CRLF & _
                "	My crown, mine own ambition and my queen." & @CRLF & _
                "	May one be pardon'd and retain the offence?" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the corrupted currents of this world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice," & @CRLF & _
                "	And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Buys out the law: but 'tis not so above;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no shuffling, there the action lies" & @CRLF & _
                "	In his true nature; and we ourselves compell'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults," & @CRLF & _
                "	To give in evidence. What then? what rests?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Try what repentance can: what can it not?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet what can it when one can not repent?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O wretched state! O bosom black as death!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O limed soul, that, struggling to be free," & @CRLF & _
                "	Art more engaged! Help, angels! Make assay!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bow, stubborn knees; and, heart with strings of steel," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be soft as sinews of the newborn babe!" & @CRLF & _
                "	All may be well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Retires and kneels]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HAMLET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Now might I do it pat, now he is praying;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now I'll do't. And so he goes to heaven;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so am I revenged. That would be scann'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A villain kills my father; and for that," & @CRLF & _
                "	I, his sole son, do this same villain send" & @CRLF & _
                "	To heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, this is hire and salary, not revenge." & @CRLF & _
                "	He took my father grossly, full of bread;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With all his crimes broad blown, as flush as May;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And how his audit stands who knows save heaven?" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in our circumstance and course of thought," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis heavy with him: and am I then revenged," & @CRLF & _
                "	To take him in the purging of his soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	When he is fit and season'd for his passage?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Up, sword; and know thou a more horrid hent:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When he is drunk asleep, or in his rage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or in the incestuous pleasure of his bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	At gaming, swearing, or about some act" & @CRLF & _
                "	That has no relish of salvation in't;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then trip him, that his heels may kick at heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that his soul may be as damn'd and black" & @CRLF & _
                "	As hell, whereto it goes. My mother stays:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This physic but prolongs thy sickly days." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	[Rising]  My words fly up, my thoughts remain below:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Words without thoughts never to heaven go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	HAMLET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	The Queen's closet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter QUEEN MARGARET and POLONIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	He will come straight. Look you lay home to him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell him his pranks have been too broad to bear with," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that your grace hath screen'd and stood between" & @CRLF & _
                "	Much heat and him. I'll sconce me even here." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray you, be round with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	[Within]  Mother, mother, mother!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	I'll warrant you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fear me not: withdraw, I hear him coming." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[POLONIUS hides behind the arras]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HAMLET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Now, mother, what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Hamlet, thou hast thy father much offended." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Mother, you have my father much offended." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Come, come, you answer with an idle tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Go, go, you question with a wicked tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Why, how now, Hamlet!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	What's the matter now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Have you forgot me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	No, by the rood, not so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are the queen, your husband's brother's wife;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And--would it were not so!--you are my mother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Nay, then, I'll set those to you that can speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Come, come, and sit you down; you shall not budge;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You go not till I set you up a glass" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where you may see the inmost part of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	What wilt thou do? thou wilt not murder me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Help, help, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	[Behind]  What, ho! help, help, help!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	[Drawing]  How now! a rat? Dead, for a ducat, dead!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Makes a pass through the arras]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD POLONIUS	[Behind]  O, I am slain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Falls and dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	O me, what hast thou done?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Nay, I know not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is it the king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	O, what a rash and bloody deed is this!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	A bloody deed! almost as bad, good mother," & @CRLF & _
                "	As kill a king, and marry with his brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	As kill a king!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	                  Ay, lady, 'twas my word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Lifts up the array and discovers POLONIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wretched, rash, intruding fool, farewell!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I took thee for thy better: take thy fortune;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou find'st to be too busy is some danger." & @CRLF & _
                "	Leave wringing of your hands: peace! sit you down," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let me wring your heart; for so I shall," & @CRLF & _
                "	If it be made of penetrable stuff," & @CRLF & _
                "	If damned custom have not brass'd it so" & @CRLF & _
                "	That it is proof and bulwark against sense." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	What have I done, that thou darest wag thy tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	In noise so rude against me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Such an act" & @CRLF & _
                "	That blurs the grace and blush of modesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Calls virtue hypocrite, takes off the rose" & @CRLF & _
                "	From the fair forehead of an innocent love" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sets a blister there, makes marriage-vows" & @CRLF & _
                "	As false as dicers' oaths: O, such a deed" & @CRLF & _
                "	As from the body of contraction plucks" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very soul, and sweet religion makes" & @CRLF & _
                "	A rhapsody of words: heaven's face doth glow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, this solidity and compound mass," & @CRLF & _
                "	With tristful visage, as against the doom," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is thought-sick at the act." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Ay me, what act," & @CRLF & _
                "	That roars so loud, and thunders in the index?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Look here, upon this picture, and on this," & @CRLF & _
                "	The counterfeit presentment of two brothers." & @CRLF & _
                "	See, what a grace was seated on this brow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	An eye like Mars, to threaten and command;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A station like the herald Mercury" & @CRLF & _
                "	New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A combination and a form indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where every god did seem to set his seal," & @CRLF & _
                "	To give the world assurance of a man:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This was your husband. Look you now, what follows:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is your husband; like a mildew'd ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You cannot call it love; for at your age" & @CRLF & _
                "	The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble," & @CRLF & _
                "	And waits upon the judgment: and what judgment" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would step from this to this? Sense, sure, you have," & @CRLF & _
                "	Else could you not have motion; but sure, that sense" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is apoplex'd; for madness would not err," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor sense to ecstasy was ne'er so thrall'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	But it reserved some quantity of choice," & @CRLF & _
                "	To serve in such a difference. What devil was't" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thus hath cozen'd you at hoodman-blind?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Eyes without feeling, feeling without sight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ears without hands or eyes, smelling sans all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or but a sickly part of one true sense" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could not so mope." & @CRLF & _
                "	O shame! where is thy blush? Rebellious hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou canst mutine in a matron's bones," & @CRLF & _
                "	To flaming youth let virtue be as wax," & @CRLF & _
                "	And melt in her own fire: proclaim no shame" & @CRLF & _
                "	When the compulsive ardour gives the charge," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since frost itself as actively doth burn" & @CRLF & _
                "	And reason panders will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	O Hamlet, speak no more:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very soul;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And there I see such black and grained spots" & @CRLF & _
                "	As will not leave their tinct." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Nay, but to live" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the rank sweat of an enseamed bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stew'd in corruption, honeying and making love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Over the nasty sty,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	O, speak to me no more;" & @CRLF & _
                "	These words, like daggers, enter in mine ears;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No more, sweet Hamlet!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	A murderer and a villain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A slave that is not twentieth part the tithe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of your precedent lord; a vice of kings;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A cutpurse of the empire and the rule," & @CRLF & _
                "	That from a shelf the precious diadem stole," & @CRLF & _
                "	And put it in his pocket!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	No more!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	A king of shreds and patches,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Ghost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Save me, and hover o'er me with your wings," & @CRLF & _
                "	You heavenly guards! What would your gracious figure?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Alas, he's mad!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Do you not come your tardy son to chide," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, lapsed in time and passion, lets go by" & @CRLF & _
                "	The important acting of your dread command? O, say!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ghost	Do not forget: this visitation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is but to whet thy almost blunted purpose." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, look, amazement on thy mother sits:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, step between her and her fighting soul:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Conceit in weakest bodies strongest works:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak to her, Hamlet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	How is it with you, lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Alas, how is't with you," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you do bend your eye on vacancy" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with the incorporal air do hold discourse?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forth at your eyes your spirits wildly peep;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as the sleeping soldiers in the alarm," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your bedded hair, like life in excrements," & @CRLF & _
                "	Starts up, and stands on end. O gentle son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the heat and flame of thy distemper" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sprinkle cool patience. Whereon do you look?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	On him, on him! Look you, how pale he glares!" & @CRLF & _
                "	His form and cause conjoin'd, preaching to stones," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would make them capable. Do not look upon me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest with this piteous action you convert" & @CRLF & _
                "	My stern effects: then what I have to do" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will want true colour; tears perchance for blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	To whom do you speak this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Do you see nothing there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Nothing at all; yet all that is I see." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Nor did you nothing hear?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	No, nothing but ourselves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Why, look you there! look, how it steals away!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father, in his habit as he lived!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, where he goes, even now, out at the portal!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Ghost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	This the very coinage of your brain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This bodiless creation ecstasy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is very cunning in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Ecstasy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My pulse, as yours, doth temperately keep time," & @CRLF & _
                "	And makes as healthful music: it is not madness" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have utter'd: bring me to the test," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I the matter will re-word; which madness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would gambol from. Mother, for love of grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lay not that mattering unction to your soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	That not your trespass, but my madness speaks:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It will but skin and film the ulcerous place," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst rank corruption, mining all within," & @CRLF & _
                "	Infects unseen. Confess yourself to heaven;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Repent what's past; avoid what is to come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And do not spread the compost on the weeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make them ranker. Forgive me this my virtue;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For in the fatness of these pursy times" & @CRLF & _
                "	Virtue itself of vice must pardon beg," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, curb and woo for leave to do him good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	O Hamlet, thou hast cleft my heart in twain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	O, throw away the worser part of it," & @CRLF & _
                "	And live the purer with the other half." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good night: but go not to mine uncle's bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Assume a virtue, if you have it not." & @CRLF & _
                "	That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of habits devil, is angel yet in this," & @CRLF & _
                "	That to the use of actions fair and good" & @CRLF & _
                "	He likewise gives a frock or livery," & @CRLF & _
                "	That aptly is put on. Refrain to-night," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that shall lend a kind of easiness" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the next abstinence: the next more easy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For use almost can change the stamp of nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	And either [         ] the devil, or throw him out" & @CRLF & _
                "	With wondrous potency. Once more, good night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when you are desirous to be bless'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll blessing beg of you. For this same lord," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Pointing to POLONIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do repent: but heaven hath pleased it so," & @CRLF & _
                "	To punish me with this and this with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I must be their scourge and minister." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will bestow him, and will answer well" & @CRLF & _
                "	The death I gave him. So, again, good night." & @CRLF & _
                "	I must be cruel, only to be kind:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus bad begins and worse remains behind." & @CRLF & _
                "	One word more, good lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	What shall I do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Not this, by no means, that I bid you do:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let the bloat king tempt you again to bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pinch wanton on your cheek; call you his mouse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let him, for a pair of reechy kisses," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or paddling in your neck with his damn'd fingers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make you to ravel all this matter out," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I essentially am not in madness," & @CRLF & _
                "	But mad in craft. 'Twere good you let him know;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For who, that's but a queen, fair, sober, wise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would from a paddock, from a bat, a gib," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such dear concernings hide? who would do so?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, in despite of sense and secrecy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unpeg the basket on the house's top." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let the birds fly, and, like the famous ape," & @CRLF & _
                "	To try conclusions, in the basket creep," & @CRLF & _
                "	And break your own neck down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Be thou assured, if words be made of breath," & @CRLF & _
                "	And breath of life, I have no life to breathe" & @CRLF & _
                "	What thou hast said to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I must to England; you know that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Alack," & @CRLF & _
                "	I had forgot: 'tis so concluded on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	There's letters seal'd: and my two schoolfellows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom I will trust as I will adders fang'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	They bear the mandate; they must sweep my way," & @CRLF & _
                "	And marshal me to knavery. Let it work;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'tis the sport to have the engineer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hoist with his own petard: and 't shall go hard" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will delve one yard below their mines," & @CRLF & _
                "	And blow them at the moon: O, 'tis most sweet," & @CRLF & _
                "	When in one line two crafts directly meet." & @CRLF & _
                "	This man shall set me packing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll lug the guts into the neighbour room." & @CRLF & _
                "	Mother, good night. Indeed this counsellor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is now most still, most secret and most grave," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who was in life a foolish prating knave." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, sir, to draw toward an end with you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good night, mother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt severally; HAMLET dragging in POLONIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	HAMLET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A room in the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, ROSENCRANTZ," & @CRLF & _
                "	and GUILDENSTERN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	There's matter in these sighs, these profound heaves:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You must translate: 'tis fit we understand them." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is your son?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Bestow this place on us a little while." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, my good lord, what have I seen to-night!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	What, Gertrude? How does Hamlet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Mad as the sea and wind, when both contend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is the mightier: in his lawless fit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Behind the arras hearing something stir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whips out his rapier, cries, 'A rat, a rat!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in this brainish apprehension, kills" & @CRLF & _
                "	The unseen good old man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	O heavy deed!" & @CRLF & _
                "	It had been so with us, had we been there:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His liberty is full of threats to all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To you yourself, to us, to every one." & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, how shall this bloody deed be answer'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "	It will be laid to us, whose providence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should have kept short, restrain'd and out of haunt," & @CRLF & _
                "	This mad young man: but so much was our love," & @CRLF & _
                "	We would not understand what was most fit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, like the owner of a foul disease," & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep it from divulging, let it feed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even on the pith of Life. Where is he gone?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	To draw apart the body he hath kill'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O'er whom his very madness, like some ore" & @CRLF & _
                "	Among a mineral of metals base," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shows itself pure; he weeps for what is done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	O Gertrude, come away!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sun no sooner shall the mountains touch," & @CRLF & _
                "	But we will ship him hence: and this vile deed" & @CRLF & _
                "	We must, with all our majesty and skill," & @CRLF & _
                "	Both countenance and excuse. Ho, Guildenstern!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Friends both, go join you with some further aid:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hamlet in madness hath Polonius slain," & @CRLF & _
                "	And from his mother's closet hath he dragg'd him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go seek him out; speak fair, and bring the body" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the chapel. I pray you, haste in this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, Gertrude, we'll call up our wisest friends;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let them know, both what we mean to do," & @CRLF & _
                "	And what's untimely done [                ]" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose whisper o'er the world's diameter," & @CRLF & _
                "	As level as the cannon to his blank," & @CRLF & _
                "	Transports his poison'd shot, may miss our name," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hit the woundless air. O, come away!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My soul is full of discord and dismay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	HAMLET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Another room in the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HAMLET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Safely stowed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ:	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|   [Within]  Hamlet! Lord Hamlet!" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN:	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	What noise? who calls on Hamlet?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, here they come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	What have you done, my lord, with the dead body?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Compounded it with dust, whereto 'tis kin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	Tell us where 'tis, that we may take it thence" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bear it to the chapel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Do not believe it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	Believe what?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	That I can keep your counsel and not mine own." & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, to be demanded of a sponge! what" & @CRLF & _
                "	replication should be made by the son of a king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	Take you me for a sponge, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Ay, sir, that soaks up the king's countenance, his" & @CRLF & _
                "	rewards, his authorities. But such officers do the" & @CRLF & _
                "	king best service in the end: he keeps them, like" & @CRLF & _
                "	an ape, in the corner of his jaw; first mouthed, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	be last swallowed: when he needs what you have" & @CRLF & _
                "	gleaned, it is but squeezing you, and, sponge, you" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall be dry again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	I understand you not, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I am glad of it: a knavish speech sleeps in a" & @CRLF & _
                "	foolish ear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	My lord, you must tell us where the body is, and go" & @CRLF & _
                "	with us to the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	The body is with the king, but the king is not with" & @CRLF & _
                "	the body. The king is a thing--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDENSTERN	A thing, my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Of nothing: bring me to him. Hide fox, and all after." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	HAMLET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Another room in the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING CLAUDIUS, attended]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	I have sent to seek him, and to find the body." & @CRLF & _
                "	How dangerous is it that this man goes loose!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet must not we put the strong law on him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He's loved of the distracted multitude," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who like not in their judgment, but their eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And where tis so, the offender's scourge is weigh'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	But never the offence. To bear all smooth and even," & @CRLF & _
                "	This sudden sending him away must seem" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deliberate pause: diseases desperate grown" & @CRLF & _
                "	By desperate appliance are relieved," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or not at all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROSENCRANTZ]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now! what hath befall'n?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	Where the dead body is bestow'd, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	We cannot get from him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	But where is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	Without, my lord; guarded, to know your pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Bring him before us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	Ho, Guildenstern! bring in my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HAMLET and GUILDENSTERN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Now, Hamlet, where's Polonius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	At supper." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	At supper! where?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Not where he eats, but where he is eaten: a certain" & @CRLF & _
                "	convocation of politic worms are e'en at him. Your" & @CRLF & _
                "	worm is your only emperor for diet: we fat all" & @CRLF & _
                "	creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for" & @CRLF & _
                "	maggots: your fat king and your lean beggar is but" & @CRLF & _
                "	variable service, two dishes, but to one table:" & @CRLF & _
                "	that's the end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Alas, alas!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	king, and cat of the fish that hath fed of that worm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	What dost you mean by this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Nothing but to show you how a king may go a" & @CRLF & _
                "	progress through the guts of a beggar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Where is Polonius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	In heaven; send hither to see: if your messenger" & @CRLF & _
                "	find him not there, seek him i' the other place" & @CRLF & _
                "	yourself. But indeed, if you find him not within" & @CRLF & _
                "	this month, you shall nose him as you go up the" & @CRLF & _
                "	stairs into the lobby." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Go seek him there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To some Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	He will stay till ye come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Hamlet, this deed, for thine especial safety,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which we do tender, as we dearly grieve" & @CRLF & _
                "	For that which thou hast done,--must send thee hence" & @CRLF & _
                "	With fiery quickness: therefore prepare thyself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The bark is ready, and the wind at help," & @CRLF & _
                "	The associates tend, and every thing is bent" & @CRLF & _
                "	For England." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	                  For England!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Ay, Hamlet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	So is it, if thou knew'st our purposes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I see a cherub that sees them. But, come; for" & @CRLF & _
                "	England! Farewell, dear mother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Thy loving father, Hamlet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	My mother: father and mother is man and wife; man" & @CRLF & _
                "	and wife is one flesh; and so, my mother. Come, for England!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Follow him at foot; tempt him with speed aboard;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Delay it not; I'll have him hence to-night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Away! for every thing is seal'd and done" & @CRLF & _
                "	That else leans on the affair: pray you, make haste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, England, if my love thou hold'st at aught--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As my great power thereof may give thee sense," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since yet thy cicatrice looks raw and red" & @CRLF & _
                "	After the Danish sword, and thy free awe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pays homage to us--thou mayst not coldly set" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our sovereign process; which imports at full," & @CRLF & _
                "	By letters congruing to that effect," & @CRLF & _
                "	The present death of Hamlet. Do it, England;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For like the hectic in my blood he rages," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou must cure me: till I know 'tis done," & @CRLF & _
                "	Howe'er my haps, my joys were ne'er begun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	HAMLET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	A plain in Denmark." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FORTINBRAS, a Captain, and Soldiers, marching]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE FORTINBRAS	Go, captain, from me greet the Danish king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell him that, by his licence, Fortinbras" & @CRLF & _
                "	Craves the conveyance of a promised march" & @CRLF & _
                "	Over his kingdom. You know the rendezvous." & @CRLF & _
                "	If that his majesty would aught with us," & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall express our duty in his eye;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let him know so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	I will do't, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE FORTINBRAS	Go softly on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt FORTINBRAS and Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HAMLET, ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDENSTERN, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Good sir, whose powers are these?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	They are of Norway, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	How purposed, sir, I pray you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	Against some part of Poland." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Who commands them, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	The nephews to old Norway, Fortinbras." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Goes it against the main of Poland, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or for some frontier?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	Truly to speak, and with no addition," & @CRLF & _
                "	We go to gain a little patch of ground" & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath in it no profit but the name." & @CRLF & _
                "	To pay five ducats, five, I would not farm it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor will it yield to Norway or the Pole" & @CRLF & _
                "	A ranker rate, should it be sold in fee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Why, then the Polack never will defend it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	Yes, it is already garrison'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Two thousand souls and twenty thousand ducats" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will not debate the question of this straw:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the imposthume of much wealth and peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	That inward breaks, and shows no cause without" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why the man dies. I humbly thank you, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	God be wi' you, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSENCRANTZ	Wilt please you go, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I'll be with you straight go a little before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all except HAMLET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How all occasions do inform against me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And spur my dull revenge! What is a man," & @CRLF & _
                "	If his chief good and market of his time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sure, he that made us with such large discourse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Looking before and after, gave us not" & @CRLF & _
                "	That capability and god-like reason" & @CRLF & _
                "	To fust in us unused. Now, whether it be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thinking too precisely on the event," & @CRLF & _
                "	A thought which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ever three parts coward, I do not know" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why yet I live to say 'This thing's to do;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sith I have cause and will and strength and means" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do't. Examples gross as earth exhort me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Witness this army of such mass and charge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Led by a delicate and tender prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose spirit with divine ambition puff'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes mouths at the invisible event," & @CRLF & _
                "	Exposing what is mortal and unsure" & @CRLF & _
                "	To all that fortune, death and danger dare," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even for an egg-shell. Rightly to be great" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not to stir without great argument," & @CRLF & _
                "	But greatly to find quarrel in a straw" & @CRLF & _
                "	When honour's at the stake. How stand I then," & @CRLF & _
                "	That have a father kill'd, a mother stain'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Excitements of my reason and my blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let all sleep? while, to my shame, I see" & @CRLF & _
                "	The imminent death of twenty thousand men," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, for a fantasy and trick of fame," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go to their graves like beds, fight for a plot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is not tomb enough and continent" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hide the slain? O, from this time forth," & @CRLF & _
                "	My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	HAMLET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Elsinore. A room in the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter QUEEN GERTRUDE, HORATIO, and a Gentleman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	I will not speak with her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	She is importunate, indeed distract:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her mood will needs be pitied." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	What would she have?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	She speaks much of her father; says she hears" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's tricks i' the world; and hems, and beats her heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Spurns enviously at straws; speaks things in doubt," & @CRLF & _
                "	That carry but half sense: her speech is nothing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet the unshaped use of it doth move" & @CRLF & _
                "	The hearers to collection; they aim at it," & @CRLF & _
                "	And botch the words up fit to their own thoughts;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, as her winks, and nods, and gestures" & @CRLF & _
                "	yield them," & @CRLF & _
                "	Indeed would make one think there might be thought," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though nothing sure, yet much unhappily." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	'Twere good she were spoken with; for she may strew" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dangerous conjectures in ill-breeding minds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Let her come in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit HORATIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	To my sick soul, as sin's true nature is," & @CRLF & _
                "	Each toy seems prologue to some great amiss:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So full of artless jealousy is guilt," & @CRLF & _
                "	It spills itself in fearing to be spilt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter HORATIO, with OPHELIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	Where is the beauteous majesty of Denmark?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	How now, Ophelia!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How should I your true love know" & @CRLF & _
                "	From another one?" & @CRLF & _
                "	By his cockle hat and staff," & @CRLF & _
                "	And his sandal shoon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Alas, sweet lady, what imports this song?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	Say you? nay, pray you, mark." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is dead and gone, lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	He is dead and gone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	At his head a grass-green turf," & @CRLF & _
                "	At his heels a stone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Nay, but, Ophelia,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	Pray you, mark." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	White his shroud as the mountain snow,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING CLAUDIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Alas, look here, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Larded with sweet flowers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which bewept to the grave did go" & @CRLF & _
                "	With true-love showers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	How do you, pretty lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	Well, God 'ild you! They say the owl was a baker's" & @CRLF & _
                "	daughter. Lord, we know what we are, but know not" & @CRLF & _
                "	what we may be. God be at your table!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Conceit upon her father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	Pray you, let's have no words of this; but when they" & @CRLF & _
                "	ask you what it means, say you this:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow is Saint Valentine's day," & @CRLF & _
                "	All in the morning betime," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I a maid at your window," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be your Valentine." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then up he rose, and donn'd his clothes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And dupp'd the chamber-door;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let in the maid, that out a maid" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never departed more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Pretty Ophelia!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	Indeed, la, without an oath, I'll make an end on't:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	By Gis and by Saint Charity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Alack, and fie for shame!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Young men will do't, if they come to't;" & @CRLF & _
                "	By cock, they are to blame." & @CRLF & _
                "	Quoth she, before you tumbled me," & @CRLF & _
                "	You promised me to wed." & @CRLF & _
                "	So would I ha' done, by yonder sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	An thou hadst not come to my bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	How long hath she been thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	I hope all will be well. We must be patient: but I" & @CRLF & _
                "	cannot choose but weep, to think they should lay him" & @CRLF & _
                "	i' the cold ground. My brother shall know of it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	and so I thank you for your good counsel. Come, my" & @CRLF & _
                "	coach! Good night, ladies; good night, sweet ladies;" & @CRLF & _
                "	good night, good night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Follow her close; give her good watch," & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit HORATIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, this is the poison of deep grief; it springs" & @CRLF & _
                "	All from her father's death. O Gertrude, Gertrude," & @CRLF & _
                "	When sorrows come, they come not single spies" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in battalions. First, her father slain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Next, your son gone; and he most violent author" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of his own just remove: the people muddied," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thick and unwholesome in their thoughts and whispers," & @CRLF & _
                "	For good Polonius' death; and we have done but greenly," & @CRLF & _
                "	In hugger-mugger to inter him: poor Ophelia" & @CRLF & _
                "	Divided from herself and her fair judgment," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without the which we are pictures, or mere beasts:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Last, and as much containing as all these," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her brother is in secret come from France;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Feeds on his wonder, keeps himself in clouds," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wants not buzzers to infect his ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	With pestilent speeches of his father's death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein necessity, of matter beggar'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will nothing stick our person to arraign" & @CRLF & _
                "	In ear and ear. O my dear Gertrude, this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to a murdering-piece, in many places" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gives me superfluous death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A noise within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Alack, what noise is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Where are my Switzers? Let them guard the door." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter another Gentleman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Save yourself, my lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ocean, overpeering of his list," & @CRLF & _
                "	Eats not the flats with more impetuous haste" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than young Laertes, in a riotous head," & @CRLF & _
                "	O'erbears your officers. The rabble call him lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as the world were now but to begin," & @CRLF & _
                "	Antiquity forgot, custom not known," & @CRLF & _
                "	The ratifiers and props of every word," & @CRLF & _
                "	They cry 'Choose we: Laertes shall be king:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Caps, hands, and tongues, applaud it to the clouds:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Laertes shall be king, Laertes king!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	How cheerfully on the false trail they cry!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, this is counter, you false Danish dogs!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	The doors are broke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Noise within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LAERTES, armed; Danes following]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	Where is this king? Sirs, stand you all without." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Danes	No, let's come in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	                  I pray you, give me leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Danes	We will, we will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They retire without the door]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	I thank you: keep the door. O thou vile king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me my father!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	                  Calmly, good Laertes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	That drop of blood that's calm proclaims me bastard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cries cuckold to my father, brands the harlot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even here, between the chaste unsmirched brow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my true mother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	                  What is the cause, Laertes," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thy rebellion looks so giant-like?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him go, Gertrude; do not fear our person:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's such divinity doth hedge a king," & @CRLF & _
                "	That treason can but peep to what it would," & @CRLF & _
                "	Acts little of his will. Tell me, Laertes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why thou art thus incensed. Let him go, Gertrude." & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak, man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	Where is my father?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	But not by him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Let him demand his fill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	How came he dead? I'll not be juggled with:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hell, allegiance! vows, to the blackest devil!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Conscience and grace, to the profoundest pit!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I dare damnation. To this point I stand," & @CRLF & _
                "	That both the worlds I give to negligence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let come what comes; only I'll be revenged" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most thoroughly for my father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Who shall stay you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	My will, not all the world:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for my means, I'll husband them so well," & @CRLF & _
                "	They shall go far with little." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Good Laertes," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you desire to know the certainty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of your dear father's death, is't writ in your revenge," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, swoopstake, you will draw both friend and foe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Winner and loser?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	None but his enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Will you know them then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	To his good friends thus wide I'll ope my arms;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And like the kind life-rendering pelican," & @CRLF & _
                "	Repast them with my blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Why, now you speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a good child and a true gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "	That I am guiltless of your father's death," & @CRLF & _
                "	And am most sensible in grief for it," & @CRLF & _
                "	It shall as level to your judgment pierce" & @CRLF & _
                "	As day does to your eye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Danes	[Within]                Let her come in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	How now! what noise is that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter OPHELIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O heat, dry up my brains! tears seven times salt," & @CRLF & _
                "	Burn out the sense and virtue of mine eye!" & @CRLF & _
                "	By heaven, thy madness shall be paid by weight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till our scale turn the beam. O rose of May!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dear maid, kind sister, sweet Ophelia!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O heavens! is't possible, a young maid's wits" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should be as moral as an old man's life?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nature is fine in love, and where 'tis fine," & @CRLF & _
                "	It sends some precious instance of itself" & @CRLF & _
                "	After the thing it loves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	They bore him barefaced on the bier;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hey non nonny, nonny, hey nonny;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in his grave rain'd many a tear:--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fare you well, my dove!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	Hadst thou thy wits, and didst persuade revenge," & @CRLF & _
                "	It could not move thus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You must sing a-down a-down," & @CRLF & _
                "	An you call him a-down-a." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, how the wheel becomes it! It is the false" & @CRLF & _
                "	steward, that stole his master's daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	This nothing's more than matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	There's rosemary, that's for remembrance; pray," & @CRLF & _
                "	love, remember: and there is pansies. that's for thoughts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	A document in madness, thoughts and remembrance fitted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	There's fennel for you, and columbines: there's rue" & @CRLF & _
                "	for you; and here's some for me: we may call it" & @CRLF & _
                "	herb-grace o' Sundays: O you must wear your rue with" & @CRLF & _
                "	a difference. There's a daisy: I would give you" & @CRLF & _
                "	some violets, but they withered all when my father" & @CRLF & _
                "	died: they say he made a good end,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	Thought and affliction, passion, hell itself," & @CRLF & _
                "	She turns to favour and to prettiness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OPHELIA	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And will he not come again?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And will he not come again?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, no, he is dead:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go to thy death-bed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He never will come again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	His beard was as white as snow," & @CRLF & _
                "	All flaxen was his poll:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is gone, he is gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we cast away moan:" & @CRLF & _
                "	God ha' mercy on his soul!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And of all Christian souls, I pray God. God be wi' ye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	Do you see this, O God?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Laertes, I must commune with your grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or you deny me right. Go but apart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make choice of whom your wisest friends you will." & @CRLF & _
                "	And they shall hear and judge 'twixt you and me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If by direct or by collateral hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	They find us touch'd, we will our kingdom give," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our crown, our life, and all that we can ours," & @CRLF & _
                "	To you in satisfaction; but if not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be you content to lend your patience to us," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we shall jointly labour with your soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give it due content." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	Let this be so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His means of death, his obscure funeral--" & @CRLF & _
                "	No trophy, sword, nor hatchment o'er his bones," & @CRLF & _
                "	No noble rite nor formal ostentation--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cry to be heard, as 'twere from heaven to earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I must call't in question." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	So you shall;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And where the offence is let the great axe fall." & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you, go with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	HAMLET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	Another room in the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HORATIO and a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	What are they that would speak with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Sailors, sir: they say they have letters for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Let them come in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do not know from what part of the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	I should be greeted, if not from Lord Hamlet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Sailors]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Sailor	God bless you, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Let him bless thee too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Sailor	He shall, sir, an't please him. There's a letter for" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, sir; it comes from the ambassador that was" & @CRLF & _
                "	bound for England; if your name be Horatio, as I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	let to know it is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	[Reads]  'Horatio, when thou shalt have overlooked" & @CRLF & _
                "	this, give these fellows some means to the king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	they have letters for him. Ere we were two days old" & @CRLF & _
                "	at sea, a pirate of very warlike appointment gave us" & @CRLF & _
                "	chase. Finding ourselves too slow of sail, we put on" & @CRLF & _
                "	a compelled valour, and in the grapple I boarded" & @CRLF & _
                "	them: on the instant they got clear of our ship; so" & @CRLF & _
                "	I alone became their prisoner. They have dealt with" & @CRLF & _
                "	me like thieves of mercy: but they knew what they" & @CRLF & _
                "	did; I am to do a good turn for them. Let the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	have the letters I have sent; and repair thou to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	with as much speed as thou wouldst fly death. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have words to speak in thine ear will make thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	dumb; yet are they much too light for the bore of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the matter. These good fellows will bring thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	where I am. Rosencrantz and Guildenstern hold their" & @CRLF & _
                "	course for England: of them I have much to tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee. Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "	'He that thou knowest thine, HAMLET.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, I will make you way for these your letters;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And do't the speedier, that you may direct me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To him from whom you brought them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	HAMLET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VII	Another room in the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING CLAUDIUS and LAERTES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Now must your conscience my acquaintance seal," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you must put me in your heart for friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sith you have heard, and with a knowing ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he which hath your noble father slain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pursued my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	                  It well appears: but tell me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why you proceeded not against these feats," & @CRLF & _
                "	So crimeful and so capital in nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	As by your safety, wisdom, all things else," & @CRLF & _
                "	You mainly were stirr'd up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	O, for two special reasons;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which may to you, perhaps, seem much unsinew'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet to me they are strong. The queen his mother" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lives almost by his looks; and for myself--" & @CRLF & _
                "	My virtue or my plague, be it either which--" & @CRLF & _
                "	She's so conjunctive to my life and soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, as the star moves not but in his sphere," & @CRLF & _
                "	I could not but by her. The other motive," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why to a public count I might not go," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is the great love the general gender bear him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, dipping all his faults in their affection," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would, like the spring that turneth wood to stone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Convert his gyves to graces; so that my arrows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Too slightly timber'd for so loud a wind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would have reverted to my bow again," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not where I had aim'd them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	And so have I a noble father lost;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A sister driven into desperate terms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose worth, if praises may go back again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stood challenger on mount of all the age" & @CRLF & _
                "	For her perfections: but my revenge will come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Break not your sleeps for that: you must not think" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we are made of stuff so flat and dull" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we can let our beard be shook with danger" & @CRLF & _
                "	And think it pastime. You shortly shall hear more:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I loved your father, and we love ourself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that, I hope, will teach you to imagine--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now! what news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Letters, my lord, from Hamlet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This to your majesty; this to the queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	From Hamlet! who brought them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Sailors, my lord, they say; I saw them not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They were given me by Claudio; he received them" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of him that brought them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Laertes, you shall hear them. Leave us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'High and mighty, You shall know I am set naked on" & @CRLF & _
                "	your kingdom. To-morrow shall I beg leave to see" & @CRLF & _
                "	your kingly eyes: when I shall, first asking your" & @CRLF & _
                "	pardon thereunto, recount the occasion of my sudden" & @CRLF & _
                "	and more strange return.                  'HAMLET.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	What should this mean? Are all the rest come back?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or is it some abuse, and no such thing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	Know you the hand?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	'Tis Hamlets character. 'Naked!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in a postscript here, he says 'alone.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can you advise me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	I'm lost in it, my lord. But let him come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It warms the very sickness in my heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I shall live and tell him to his teeth," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Thus didest thou.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	If it be so, Laertes--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As how should it be so? how otherwise?--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you be ruled by me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	Ay, my lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So you will not o'errule me to a peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	To thine own peace. If he be now return'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	As checking at his voyage, and that he means" & @CRLF & _
                "	No more to undertake it, I will work him" & @CRLF & _
                "	To an exploit, now ripe in my device," & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the which he shall not choose but fall:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for his death no wind of blame shall breathe," & @CRLF & _
                "	But even his mother shall uncharge the practise" & @CRLF & _
                "	And call it accident." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	My lord, I will be ruled;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rather, if you could devise it so" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I might be the organ." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	It falls right." & @CRLF & _
                "	You have been talk'd of since your travel much," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that in Hamlet's hearing, for a quality" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein, they say, you shine: your sum of parts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did not together pluck such envy from him" & @CRLF & _
                "	As did that one, and that, in my regard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the unworthiest siege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	What part is that, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	A very riband in the cap of youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet needful too; for youth no less becomes" & @CRLF & _
                "	The light and careless livery that it wears" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than settled age his sables and his weeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Importing health and graveness. Two months since," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here was a gentleman of Normandy:--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I've seen myself, and served against, the French," & @CRLF & _
                "	And they can well on horseback: but this gallant" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had witchcraft in't; he grew unto his seat;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to such wondrous doing brought his horse," & @CRLF & _
                "	As he had been incorpsed and demi-natured" & @CRLF & _
                "	With the brave beast: so far he topp'd my thought," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I, in forgery of shapes and tricks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come short of what he did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	A Norman was't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	A Norman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	Upon my life, Lamond." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	The very same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	I know him well: he is the brooch indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	And gem of all the nation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	He made confession of you," & @CRLF & _
                "	And gave you such a masterly report" & @CRLF & _
                "	For art and exercise in your defence" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for your rapier most especially," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he cried out, 'twould be a sight indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "	If one could match you: the scrimers of their nation," & @CRLF & _
                "	He swore, had had neither motion, guard, nor eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you opposed them. Sir, this report of his" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did Hamlet so envenom with his envy" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he could nothing do but wish and beg" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your sudden coming o'er, to play with him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, out of this,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	What out of this, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Laertes, was your father dear to you?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or are you like the painting of a sorrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	A face without a heart?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	Why ask you this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Not that I think you did not love your father;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that I know love is begun by time;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that I see, in passages of proof," & @CRLF & _
                "	Time qualifies the spark and fire of it." & @CRLF & _
                "	There lives within the very flame of love" & @CRLF & _
                "	A kind of wick or snuff that will abate it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And nothing is at a like goodness still;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For goodness, growing to a plurisy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dies in his own too much: that we would do" & @CRLF & _
                "	We should do when we would; for this 'would' changes" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hath abatements and delays as many" & @CRLF & _
                "	As there are tongues, are hands, are accidents;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then this 'should' is like a spendthrift sigh," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hurts by easing. But, to the quick o' the ulcer:--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hamlet comes back: what would you undertake," & @CRLF & _
                "	To show yourself your father's son in deed" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than in words?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	To cut his throat i' the church." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	No place, indeed, should murder sanctuarize;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Revenge should have no bounds. But, good Laertes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you do this, keep close within your chamber." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hamlet return'd shall know you are come home:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll put on those shall praise your excellence" & @CRLF & _
                "	And set a double varnish on the fame" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Frenchman gave you, bring you in fine together" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wager on your heads: he, being remiss," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most generous and free from all contriving," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will not peruse the foils; so that, with ease," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or with a little shuffling, you may choose" & @CRLF & _
                "	A sword unbated, and in a pass of practise" & @CRLF & _
                "	Requite him for your father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	I will do't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for that purpose, I'll anoint my sword." & @CRLF & _
                "	I bought an unction of a mountebank," & @CRLF & _
                "	So mortal that, but dip a knife in it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where it draws blood no cataplasm so rare," & @CRLF & _
                "	Collected from all simples that have virtue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the moon, can save the thing from death" & @CRLF & _
                "	That is but scratch'd withal: I'll touch my point" & @CRLF & _
                "	With this contagion, that, if I gall him slightly," & @CRLF & _
                "	It may be death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	                  Let's further think of this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Weigh what convenience both of time and means" & @CRLF & _
                "	May fit us to our shape: if this should fail," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that our drift look through our bad performance," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twere better not assay'd: therefore this project" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should have a back or second, that might hold," & @CRLF & _
                "	If this should blast in proof. Soft! let me see:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll make a solemn wager on your cunnings: I ha't." & @CRLF & _
                "	When in your motion you are hot and dry--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As make your bouts more violent to that end--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that he calls for drink, I'll have prepared him" & @CRLF & _
                "	A chalice for the nonce, whereon but sipping," & @CRLF & _
                "	If he by chance escape your venom'd stuck," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our purpose may hold there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter QUEEN GERTRUDE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		      How now, sweet queen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	One woe doth tread upon another's heel," & @CRLF & _
                "	So fast they follow; your sister's drown'd, Laertes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	Drown'd! O, where?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	There is a willow grows aslant a brook," & @CRLF & _
                "	That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There with fantastic garlands did she come" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples" & @CRLF & _
                "	That liberal shepherds give a grosser name," & @CRLF & _
                "	But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There, on the pendent boughs her coronet weeds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When down her weedy trophies and herself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fell in the weeping brook. Her clothes spread wide;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which time she chanted snatches of old tunes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As one incapable of her own distress," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or like a creature native and indued" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto that element: but long it could not be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till that her garments, heavy with their drink," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pull'd the poor wretch from her melodious lay" & @CRLF & _
                "	To muddy death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	                  Alas, then, she is drown'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Drown'd, drown'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore I forbid my tears: but yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is our trick; nature her custom holds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let shame say what it will: when these are gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	The woman will be out. Adieu, my lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a speech of fire, that fain would blaze," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that this folly douts it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Let's follow, Gertrude:" & @CRLF & _
                "	How much I had to do to calm his rage!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now fear I this will give it start again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore let's follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	HAMLET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A churchyard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two Clowns, with spades, &c]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	Is she to be buried in Christian burial that" & @CRLF & _
                "	wilfully seeks her own salvation?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Clown	I tell thee she is: and therefore make her grave" & @CRLF & _
                "	straight: the crowner hath sat on her, and finds it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Christian burial." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	How can that be, unless she drowned herself in her" & @CRLF & _
                "	own defence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Clown	Why, 'tis found so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	It must be 'se offendendo;' it cannot be else. For" & @CRLF & _
                "	here lies the point:  if I drown myself wittingly," & @CRLF & _
                "	it argues an act: and an act hath three branches: it" & @CRLF & _
                "	is, to act, to do, to perform: argal, she drowned" & @CRLF & _
                "	herself wittingly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Clown	Nay, but hear you, goodman delver,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	Give me leave. Here lies the water; good: here" & @CRLF & _
                "	stands the man; good; if the man go to this water," & @CRLF & _
                "	and drown himself, it is, will he, nill he, he" & @CRLF & _
                "	goes,--mark you that; but if the water come to him" & @CRLF & _
                "	and drown him, he drowns not himself: argal, he" & @CRLF & _
                "	that is not guilty of his own death shortens not his own life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Clown	But is this law?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	Ay, marry, is't; crowner's quest law." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Clown	Will you ha' the truth on't? If this had not been" & @CRLF & _
                "	a gentlewoman, she should have been buried out o'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Christian burial." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	Why, there thou say'st: and the more pity that" & @CRLF & _
                "	great folk should have countenance in this world to" & @CRLF & _
                "	drown or hang themselves, more than their even" & @CRLF & _
                "	Christian. Come, my spade. There is no ancient" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentleman but gardeners, ditchers, and grave-makers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	they hold up Adam's profession." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Clown	Was he a gentleman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	He was the first that ever bore arms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Clown	Why, he had none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	What, art a heathen? How dost thou understand the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Scripture? The Scripture says 'Adam digged:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	could he dig without arms? I'll put another" & @CRLF & _
                "	question to thee: if thou answerest me not to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	purpose, confess thyself--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Clown	Go to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	What is he that builds stronger than either the" & @CRLF & _
                "	mason, the shipwright, or the carpenter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Clown	The gallows-maker; for that frame outlives a" & @CRLF & _
                "	thousand tenants." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	I like thy wit well, in good faith: the gallows" & @CRLF & _
                "	does well; but how does it well? it does well to" & @CRLF & _
                "	those that do in: now thou dost ill to say the" & @CRLF & _
                "	gallows is built stronger than the church: argal," & @CRLF & _
                "	the gallows may do well to thee. To't again, come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Clown	'Who builds stronger than a mason, a shipwright, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	a carpenter?'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	Ay, tell me that, and unyoke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Clown	Marry, now I can tell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	To't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Clown	Mass, I cannot tell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HAMLET and HORATIO, at a distance]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	Cudgel thy brains no more about it, for your dull" & @CRLF & _
                "	ass will not mend his pace with beating; and, when" & @CRLF & _
                "	you are asked this question next, say 'a" & @CRLF & _
                "	grave-maker: 'the houses that he makes last till" & @CRLF & _
                "	doomsday. Go, get thee to Yaughan: fetch me a" & @CRLF & _
                "	stoup of liquor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Second Clown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He digs and sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	In youth, when I did love, did love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Methought it was very sweet," & @CRLF & _
                "	To contract, O, the time, for, ah, my behove," & @CRLF & _
                "	O, methought, there was nothing meet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Has this fellow no feeling of his business, that he" & @CRLF & _
                "	sings at grave-making?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Custom hath made it in him a property of easiness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	'Tis e'en so: the hand of little employment hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	the daintier sense." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	But age, with his stealing steps," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath claw'd me in his clutch," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hath shipped me intil the land," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if I had never been such." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Throws up a skull]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	That skull had a tongue in it, and could sing once:" & @CRLF & _
                "	how the knave jowls it to the ground, as if it were" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cain's jaw-bone, that did the first murder! It" & @CRLF & _
                "	might be the pate of a politician, which this ass" & @CRLF & _
                "	now o'er-reaches; one that would circumvent God," & @CRLF & _
                "	might it not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	It might, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Or of a courtier; which could say 'Good morrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	sweet lord! How dost thou, good lord?' This might" & @CRLF & _
                "	be my lord such-a-one, that praised my lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	such-a-one's horse, when he meant to beg it; might it not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Ay, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Why, e'en so: and now my Lady Worm's; chapless, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	knocked about the mazzard with a sexton's spade:" & @CRLF & _
                "	here's fine revolution, an we had the trick to" & @CRLF & _
                "	see't. Did these bones cost no more the breeding," & @CRLF & _
                "	but to play at loggats with 'em? mine ache to think on't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown: [Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A pick-axe, and a spade, a spade," & @CRLF & _
                "	For and a shrouding sheet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, a pit of clay for to be made" & @CRLF & _
                "	For such a guest is meet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Throws up another skull]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	There's another: why may not that be the skull of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	lawyer? Where be his quiddities now, his quillets," & @CRLF & _
                "	his cases, his tenures, and his tricks? why does he" & @CRLF & _
                "	suffer this rude knave now to knock him about the" & @CRLF & _
                "	sconce with a dirty shovel, and will not tell him of" & @CRLF & _
                "	his action of battery? Hum! This fellow might be" & @CRLF & _
                "	in's time a great buyer of land, with his statutes," & @CRLF & _
                "	his recognizances, his fines, his double vouchers," & @CRLF & _
                "	his recoveries: is this the fine of his fines, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	the recovery of his recoveries, to have his fine" & @CRLF & _
                "	pate full of fine dirt? will his vouchers vouch him" & @CRLF & _
                "	no more of his purchases, and double ones too, than" & @CRLF & _
                "	the length and breadth of a pair of indentures? The" & @CRLF & _
                "	very conveyances of his lands will hardly lie in" & @CRLF & _
                "	this box; and must the inheritor himself have no more, ha?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Not a jot more, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Is not parchment made of sheepskins?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Ay, my lord, and of calf-skins too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	They are sheep and calves which seek out assurance" & @CRLF & _
                "	in that. I will speak to this fellow. Whose" & @CRLF & _
                "	grave's this, sirrah?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	Mine, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, a pit of clay for to be made" & @CRLF & _
                "	For such a guest is meet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I think it be thine, indeed; for thou liest in't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	You lie out on't, sir, and therefore it is not" & @CRLF & _
                "	yours: for my part, I do not lie in't, and yet it is mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	'Thou dost lie in't, to be in't and say it is thine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'tis for the dead, not for the quick; therefore thou liest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	'Tis a quick lie, sir; 'twill away gain, from me to" & @CRLF & _
                "	you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	What man dost thou dig it for?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	For no man, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	What woman, then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	For none, neither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Who is to be buried in't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	One that was a woman, sir; but, rest her soul, she's dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	How absolute the knave is! we must speak by the" & @CRLF & _
                "	card, or equivocation will undo us. By the Lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Horatio, these three years I have taken a note of" & @CRLF & _
                "	it; the age is grown so picked that the toe of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	peasant comes so near the heel of the courtier, he" & @CRLF & _
                "	gaffs his kibe. How long hast thou been a" & @CRLF & _
                "	grave-maker?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	Of all the days i' the year, I came to't that day" & @CRLF & _
                "	that our last king Hamlet overcame Fortinbras." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	How long is that since?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	Cannot you tell that? every fool can tell that: it" & @CRLF & _
                "	was the very day that young Hamlet was born; he that" & @CRLF & _
                "	is mad, and sent into England." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Ay, marry, why was he sent into England?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	Why, because he was mad: he shall recover his wits" & @CRLF & _
                "	there; or, if he do not, it's no great matter there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Why?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	'Twill, a not be seen in him there; there the men" & @CRLF & _
                "	are as mad as he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	How came he mad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	Very strangely, they say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	How strangely?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	Faith, e'en with losing his wits." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Upon what ground?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	Why, here in Denmark: I have been sexton here, man" & @CRLF & _
                "	and boy, thirty years." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	How long will a man lie i' the earth ere he rot?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	I' faith, if he be not rotten before he die--as we" & @CRLF & _
                "	have many pocky corses now-a-days, that will scarce" & @CRLF & _
                "	hold the laying in--he will last you some eight year" & @CRLF & _
                "	or nine year: a tanner will last you nine year." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Why he more than another?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	Why, sir, his hide is so tanned with his trade, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	he will keep out water a great while; and your water" & @CRLF & _
                "	is a sore decayer of your whoreson dead body." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here's a skull now; this skull has lain in the earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	three and twenty years." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Whose was it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	A whoreson mad fellow's it was: whose do you think it was?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Nay, I know not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	A pestilence on him for a mad rogue! a' poured a" & @CRLF & _
                "	flagon of Rhenish on my head once. This same skull," & @CRLF & _
                "	sir, was Yorick's skull, the king's jester." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	This?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Clown	E'en that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Let me see." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Takes the skull]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow" & @CRLF & _
                "	of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: he hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how" & @CRLF & _
                "	abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rims at" & @CRLF & _
                "	it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your" & @CRLF & _
                "	gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment," & @CRLF & _
                "	that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one" & @CRLF & _
                "	now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let" & @CRLF & _
                "	her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must" & @CRLF & _
                "	come; make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	me one thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	What's that, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Dost thou think Alexander looked o' this fashion i'" & @CRLF & _
                "	the earth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	E'en so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	And smelt so? pah!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Puts down the skull]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	E'en so, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	To what base uses we may return, Horatio! Why may" & @CRLF & _
                "	not imagination trace the noble dust of Alexander," & @CRLF & _
                "	till he find it stopping a bung-hole?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	'Twere to consider too curiously, to consider so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	No, faith, not a jot; but to follow him thither with" & @CRLF & _
                "	modesty enough, and likelihood to lead it: as" & @CRLF & _
                "	thus: Alexander died, Alexander was buried," & @CRLF & _
                "	Alexander returneth into dust; the dust is earth; of" & @CRLF & _
                "	earth we make loam; and why of that loam, whereto he" & @CRLF & _
                "	was converted, might they not stop a beer-barrel?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Imperious Caesar, dead and turn'd to clay," & @CRLF & _
                "	Might stop a hole to keep the wind away:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, that that earth, which kept the world in awe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should patch a wall to expel the winter flaw!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But soft! but soft! aside: here comes the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Priest, &c. in procession; the Corpse of" & @CRLF & _
                "	OPHELIA, LAERTES and Mourners following; KING" & @CRLF & _
                "	CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, their trains, &c]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The queen, the courtiers: who is this they follow?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with such maimed rites? This doth betoken" & @CRLF & _
                "	The corse they follow did with desperate hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fordo its own life: 'twas of some estate." & @CRLF & _
                "	Couch we awhile, and mark." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Retiring with HORATIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	What ceremony else?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	That is Laertes," & @CRLF & _
                "	A very noble youth: mark." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	What ceremony else?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Priest	Her obsequies have been as far enlarged" & @CRLF & _
                "	As we have warrantise: her death was doubtful;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, but that great command o'ersways the order," & @CRLF & _
                "	She should in ground unsanctified have lodged" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till the last trumpet: for charitable prayers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shards, flints and pebbles should be thrown on her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet here she is allow'd her virgin crants," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her maiden strewments and the bringing home" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of bell and burial." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	Must there no more be done?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Priest	No more be done:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We should profane the service of the dead" & @CRLF & _
                "	To sing a requiem and such rest to her" & @CRLF & _
                "	As to peace-parted souls." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	Lay her i' the earth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And from her fair and unpolluted flesh" & @CRLF & _
                "	May violets spring! I tell thee, churlish priest," & @CRLF & _
                "	A ministering angel shall my sister be," & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou liest howling." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	What, the fair Ophelia!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Sweets to the sweet: farewell!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Scattering flowers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hoped thou shouldst have been my Hamlet's wife;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I thought thy bride-bed to have deck'd, sweet maid," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not have strew'd thy grave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	O, treble woe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fall ten times treble on that cursed head," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose wicked deed thy most ingenious sense" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deprived thee of! Hold off the earth awhile," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till I have caught her once more in mine arms:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Leaps into the grave]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now pile your dust upon the quick and dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till of this flat a mountain you have made," & @CRLF & _
                "	To o'ertop old Pelion, or the skyish head" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of blue Olympus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	[Advancing]     What is he whose grief" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bears such an emphasis? whose phrase of sorrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Conjures the wandering stars, and makes them stand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like wonder-wounded hearers? This is I," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hamlet the Dane." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Leaps into the grave]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	                  The devil take thy soul!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Grappling with him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Thou pray'st not well." & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, take thy fingers from my throat;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, though I am not splenitive and rash," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet have I something in me dangerous," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which let thy wiseness fear: hold off thy hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Pluck them asunder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Hamlet, Hamlet!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Gentlemen,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	                  Good my lord, be quiet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Attendants part them, and they come out of the grave]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Why I will fight with him upon this theme" & @CRLF & _
                "	Until my eyelids will no longer wag." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	O my son, what theme?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could not, with all their quantity of love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make up my sum. What wilt thou do for her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	O, he is mad, Laertes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	For love of God, forbear him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	'Swounds, show me what thou'lt do:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Woo't weep? woo't fight? woo't fast? woo't tear thyself?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Woo't drink up eisel? eat a crocodile?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll do't. Dost thou come here to whine?" & @CRLF & _
                "	To outface me with leaping in her grave?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be buried quick with her, and so will I:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, if thou prate of mountains, let them throw" & @CRLF & _
                "	Millions of acres on us, till our ground," & @CRLF & _
                "	Singeing his pate against the burning zone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make Ossa like a wart! Nay, an thou'lt mouth," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll rant as well as thou." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	This is mere madness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thus awhile the fit will work on him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Anon, as patient as the female dove," & @CRLF & _
                "	When that her golden couplets are disclosed," & @CRLF & _
                "	His silence will sit drooping." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Hear you, sir;" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is the reason that you use me thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I loved you ever: but it is no matter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let Hercules himself do what he may," & @CRLF & _
                "	The cat will mew and dog will have his day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	I pray you, good Horatio, wait upon him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit HORATIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To LAERTES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strengthen your patience in our last night's speech;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll put the matter to the present push." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good Gertrude, set some watch over your son." & @CRLF & _
                "	This grave shall have a living monument:" & @CRLF & _
                "	An hour of quiet shortly shall we see;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till then, in patience our proceeding be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	HAMLET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A hall in the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HAMLET and HORATIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	So much for this, sir: now shall you see the other;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You do remember all the circumstance?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Remember it, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Sir, in my heart there was a kind of fighting," & @CRLF & _
                "	That would not let me sleep: methought I lay" & @CRLF & _
                "	Worse than the mutines in the bilboes. Rashly," & @CRLF & _
                "	And praised be rashness for it, let us know," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our indiscretion sometimes serves us well," & @CRLF & _
                "	When our deep plots do pall: and that should teach us" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's a divinity that shapes our ends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rough-hew them how we will,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	That is most certain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Up from my cabin," & @CRLF & _
                "	My sea-gown scarf'd about me, in the dark" & @CRLF & _
                "	Groped I to find out them; had my desire." & @CRLF & _
                "	Finger'd their packet, and in fine withdrew" & @CRLF & _
                "	To mine own room again; making so bold," & @CRLF & _
                "	My fears forgetting manners, to unseal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their grand commission; where I found, Horatio,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	O royal knavery!--an exact command," & @CRLF & _
                "	Larded with many several sorts of reasons" & @CRLF & _
                "	Importing Denmark's health and England's too," & @CRLF & _
                "	With, ho! such bugs and goblins in my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, on the supervise, no leisure bated," & @CRLF & _
                "	No, not to stay the grinding of the axe," & @CRLF & _
                "	My head should be struck off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Is't possible?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Here's the commission: read it at more leisure." & @CRLF & _
                "	But wilt thou hear me how I did proceed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	I beseech you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Being thus be-netted round with villanies,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere I could make a prologue to my brains," & @CRLF & _
                "	They had begun the play--I sat me down," & @CRLF & _
                "	Devised a new commission, wrote it fair:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I once did hold it, as our statists do," & @CRLF & _
                "	A baseness to write fair and labour'd much" & @CRLF & _
                "	How to forget that learning, but, sir, now" & @CRLF & _
                "	It did me yeoman's service: wilt thou know" & @CRLF & _
                "	The effect of what I wrote?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Ay, good my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	An earnest conjuration from the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	As England was his faithful tributary," & @CRLF & _
                "	As love between them like the palm might flourish," & @CRLF & _
                "	As peace should stiff her wheaten garland wear" & @CRLF & _
                "	And stand a comma 'tween their amities," & @CRLF & _
                "	And many such-like 'As'es of great charge," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, on the view and knowing of these contents," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without debatement further, more or less," & @CRLF & _
                "	He should the bearers put to sudden death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not shriving-time allow'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	How was this seal'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Why, even in that was heaven ordinant." & @CRLF & _
                "	I had my father's signet in my purse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which was the model of that Danish seal;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Folded the writ up in form of the other," & @CRLF & _
                "	Subscribed it, gave't the impression, placed it safely," & @CRLF & _
                "	The changeling never known. Now, the next day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was our sea-fight; and what to this was sequent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou know'st already." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	So Guildenstern and Rosencrantz go to't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Why, man, they did make love to this employment;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are not near my conscience; their defeat" & @CRLF & _
                "	Does by their own insinuation grow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis dangerous when the baser nature comes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between the pass and fell incensed points" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of mighty opposites." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Why, what a king is this!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Does it not, think'st thee, stand me now upon--" & @CRLF & _
                "	He that hath kill'd my king and whored my mother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Popp'd in between the election and my hopes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thrown out his angle for my proper life," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with such cozenage--is't not perfect conscience," & @CRLF & _
                "	To quit him with this arm? and is't not to be damn'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	To let this canker of our nature come" & @CRLF & _
                "	In further evil?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	It must be shortly known to him from England" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is the issue of the business there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	It will be short: the interim is mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And a man's life's no more than to say 'One.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I am very sorry, good Horatio," & @CRLF & _
                "	That to Laertes I forgot myself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, by the image of my cause, I see" & @CRLF & _
                "	The portraiture of his: I'll court his favours." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, sure, the bravery of his grief did put me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into a towering passion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Peace! who comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OSRIC]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	Your lordship is right welcome back to Denmark." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I humbly thank you, sir. Dost know this water-fly?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	No, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Thy state is the more gracious; for 'tis a vice to" & @CRLF & _
                "	know him. He hath much land, and fertile: let a" & @CRLF & _
                "	beast be lord of beasts, and his crib shall stand at" & @CRLF & _
                "	the king's mess: 'tis a chough; but, as I say," & @CRLF & _
                "	spacious in the possession of dirt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	Sweet lord, if your lordship were at leisure, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	should impart a thing to you from his majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I will receive it, sir, with all diligence of" & @CRLF & _
                "	spirit. Put your bonnet to his right use; 'tis for the head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	I thank your lordship, it is very hot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	No, believe me, 'tis very cold; the wind is" & @CRLF & _
                "	northerly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	It is indifferent cold, my lord, indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	But yet methinks it is very sultry and hot for my" & @CRLF & _
                "	complexion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	Exceedingly, my lord; it is very sultry,--as" & @CRLF & _
                "	'twere,--I cannot tell how. But, my lord, his" & @CRLF & _
                "	majesty bade me signify to you that he has laid a" & @CRLF & _
                "	great wager on your head: sir, this is the matter,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I beseech you, remember--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[HAMLET moves him to put on his hat]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	Nay, good my lord; for mine ease, in good faith." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir, here is newly come to court Laertes; believe" & @CRLF & _
                "	me, an absolute gentleman, full of most excellent" & @CRLF & _
                "	differences, of very soft society and great showing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	indeed, to speak feelingly of him, he is the card or" & @CRLF & _
                "	calendar of gentry, for you shall find in him the" & @CRLF & _
                "	continent of what part a gentleman would see." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Sir, his definement suffers no perdition in you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	though, I know, to divide him inventorially would" & @CRLF & _
                "	dizzy the arithmetic of memory, and yet but yaw" & @CRLF & _
                "	neither, in respect of his quick sail. But, in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	verity of extolment, I take him to be a soul of" & @CRLF & _
                "	great article; and his infusion of such dearth and" & @CRLF & _
                "	rareness, as, to make true diction of him, his" & @CRLF & _
                "	semblable is his mirror; and who else would trace" & @CRLF & _
                "	him, his umbrage, nothing more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	Your lordship speaks most infallibly of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	The concernancy, sir? why do we wrap the gentleman" & @CRLF & _
                "	in our more rawer breath?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	Sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Is't not possible to understand in another tongue?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You will do't, sir, really." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	What imports the nomination of this gentleman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	Of Laertes?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	His purse is empty already; all's golden words are spent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Of him, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	I know you are not ignorant--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I would you did, sir; yet, in faith, if you did," & @CRLF & _
                "	it would not much approve me. Well, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	You are not ignorant of what excellence Laertes is--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I dare not confess that, lest I should compare with" & @CRLF & _
                "	him in excellence; but, to know a man well, were to" & @CRLF & _
                "	know himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	I mean, sir, for his weapon; but in the imputation" & @CRLF & _
                "	laid on him by them, in his meed he's unfellowed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	What's his weapon?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	Rapier and dagger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	That's two of his weapons: but, well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	The king, sir, hath wagered with him six Barbary" & @CRLF & _
                "	horses: against the which he has imponed, as I take" & @CRLF & _
                "	it, six French rapiers and poniards, with their" & @CRLF & _
                "	assigns, as girdle, hangers, and so: three of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	carriages, in faith, are very dear to fancy, very" & @CRLF & _
                "	responsive to the hilts, most delicate carriages," & @CRLF & _
                "	and of very liberal conceit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	What call you the carriages?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	I knew you must be edified by the margent ere you had done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	The carriages, sir, are the hangers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	The phrase would be more german to the matter, if we" & @CRLF & _
                "	could carry cannon by our sides: I would it might" & @CRLF & _
                "	be hangers till then. But, on: six Barbary horses" & @CRLF & _
                "	against six French swords, their assigns, and three" & @CRLF & _
                "	liberal-conceited carriages; that's the French bet" & @CRLF & _
                "	against the Danish. Why is this 'imponed,' as you call it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	The king, sir, hath laid, that in a dozen passes" & @CRLF & _
                "	between yourself and him, he shall not exceed you" & @CRLF & _
                "	three hits: he hath laid on twelve for nine; and it" & @CRLF & _
                "	would come to immediate trial, if your lordship" & @CRLF & _
                "	would vouchsafe the answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	How if I answer 'no'?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	I mean, my lord, the opposition of your person in trial." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Sir, I will walk here in the hall: if it please his" & @CRLF & _
                "	majesty, 'tis the breathing time of day with me; let" & @CRLF & _
                "	the foils be brought, the gentleman willing, and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	king hold his purpose, I will win for him an I can;" & @CRLF & _
                "	if not, I will gain nothing but my shame and the odd hits." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	Shall I re-deliver you e'en so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	To this effect, sir; after what flourish your nature will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	I commend my duty to your lordship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Yours, yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit OSRIC]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	He does well to commend it himself; there are no" & @CRLF & _
                "	tongues else for's turn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	This lapwing runs away with the shell on his head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	He did comply with his dug, before he sucked it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus has he--and many more of the same bevy that I" & @CRLF & _
                "	know the dressy age dotes on--only got the tune of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the time and outward habit of encounter; a kind of" & @CRLF & _
                "	yesty collection, which carries them through and" & @CRLF & _
                "	through the most fond and winnowed opinions; and do" & @CRLF & _
                "	but blow them to their trial, the bubbles are out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Lord]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	My lord, his majesty commended him to you by young" & @CRLF & _
                "	Osric, who brings back to him that you attend him in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the hall: he sends to know if your pleasure hold to" & @CRLF & _
                "	play with Laertes, or that you will take longer time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I am constant to my purpose; they follow the king's" & @CRLF & _
                "	pleasure: if his fitness speaks, mine is ready; now" & @CRLF & _
                "	or whensoever, provided I be so able as now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	The king and queen and all are coming down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	In happy time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	The queen desires you to use some gentle" & @CRLF & _
                "	entertainment to Laertes before you fall to play." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	She well instructs me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Lord]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	You will lose this wager, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I do not think so: since he went into France, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have been in continual practise: I shall win at the" & @CRLF & _
                "	odds. But thou wouldst not think how ill all's here" & @CRLF & _
                "	about my heart: but it is no matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Nay, good my lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	It is but foolery; but it is such a kind of" & @CRLF & _
                "	gain-giving, as would perhaps trouble a woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	If your mind dislike any thing, obey it: I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	forestall their repair hither, and say you are not" & @CRLF & _
                "	fit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Not a whit, we defy augury: there's a special" & @CRLF & _
                "	providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now," & @CRLF & _
                "	'tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be" & @CRLF & _
                "	now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the" & @CRLF & _
                "	readiness is all: since no man has aught of what he" & @CRLF & _
                "	leaves, what is't to leave betimes?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, LAERTES," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords, OSRIC, and Attendants with foils, &c]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Come, Hamlet, come, and take this hand from me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[KING CLAUDIUS puts LAERTES' hand into HAMLET's]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Give me your pardon, sir: I've done you wrong;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But pardon't, as you are a gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "	This presence knows," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you must needs have heard, how I am punish'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With sore distraction. What I have done," & @CRLF & _
                "	That might your nature, honour and exception" & @CRLF & _
                "	Roughly awake, I here proclaim was madness." & @CRLF & _
                "	Was't Hamlet wrong'd Laertes? Never Hamlet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If Hamlet from himself be ta'en away," & @CRLF & _
                "	And when he's not himself does wrong Laertes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then Hamlet does it not, Hamlet denies it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who does it, then? His madness: if't be so," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hamlet is of the faction that is wrong'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir, in this audience," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let my disclaiming from a purposed evil" & @CRLF & _
                "	Free me so far in your most generous thoughts," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have shot mine arrow o'er the house," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hurt my brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	I am satisfied in nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose motive, in this case, should stir me most" & @CRLF & _
                "	To my revenge: but in my terms of honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	I stand aloof; and will no reconcilement," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till by some elder masters, of known honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a voice and precedent of peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep my name ungored. But till that time," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do receive your offer'd love like love," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will not wrong it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I embrace it freely;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And will this brother's wager frankly play." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give us the foils. Come on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	Come, one for me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I'll be your foil, Laertes: in mine ignorance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your skill shall, like a star i' the darkest night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stick fiery off indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	You mock me, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	No, by this hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Give them the foils, young Osric. Cousin Hamlet," & @CRLF & _
                "	You know the wager?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Very well, my lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your grace hath laid the odds o' the weaker side." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	I do not fear it; I have seen you both:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But since he is better'd, we have therefore odds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	This is too heavy, let me see another." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	This likes me well. These foils have all a length?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They prepare to play]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	Ay, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Set me the stoops of wine upon that table." & @CRLF & _
                "	If Hamlet give the first or second hit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or quit in answer of the third exchange," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let all the battlements their ordnance fire:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king shall drink to Hamlet's better breath;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the cup an union shall he throw," & @CRLF & _
                "	Richer than that which four successive kings" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Denmark's crown have worn. Give me the cups;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let the kettle to the trumpet speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	The trumpet to the cannoneer without," & @CRLF & _
                "	The cannons to the heavens, the heavens to earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Now the king dunks to Hamlet.' Come, begin:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you, the judges, bear a wary eye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Come on, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	                  Come, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They play]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	One." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Judgment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	A hit, a very palpable hit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	Well; again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Stay; give me drink. Hamlet, this pearl is thine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here's to thy health." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpets sound, and cannon shot off within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		Give him the cup." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I'll play this bout first; set it by awhile. Come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They play]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Another hit; what say you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	A touch, a touch, I do confess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Our son shall win." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	                  He's fat, and scant of breath." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, Hamlet, take my napkin, rub thy brows;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The queen carouses to thy fortune, Hamlet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Good madam!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	          Gertrude, do not drink." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	I will, my lord; I pray you, pardon me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	[Aside]  It is the poison'd cup: it is too late." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	I dare not drink yet, madam; by and by." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	Come, let me wipe thy face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	My lord, I'll hit him now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	I do not think't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	[Aside]  And yet 'tis almost 'gainst my conscience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Come, for the third, Laertes: you but dally;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you, pass with your best violence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am afeard you make a wanton of me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	Say you so? come on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They play]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	Nothing, neither way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	Have at you now!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[LAERTES wounds HAMLET; then in scuffling, they" & @CRLF & _
                "	change rapiers, and HAMLET wounds LAERTES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	Part them; they are incensed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Nay, come, again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[QUEEN GERTRUDE falls]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	                  Look to the queen there, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	They bleed on both sides. How is it, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	How is't, Laertes?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	Why, as a woodcock to mine own springe, Osric;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	How does the queen?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	She swounds to see them bleed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN GERTRUDE	No, no, the drink, the drink,--O my dear Hamlet,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	The drink, the drink! I am poison'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	O villany! Ho! let the door be lock'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Treachery! Seek it out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	It is here, Hamlet: Hamlet, thou art slain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No medicine in the world can do thee good;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In thee there is not half an hour of life;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The treacherous instrument is in thy hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unbated and envenom'd: the foul practise" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath turn'd itself on me lo, here I lie," & @CRLF & _
                "	Never to rise again: thy mother's poison'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I can no more: the king, the king's to blame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	The point!--envenom'd too!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, venom, to thy work." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Stabs KING CLAUDIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Treason! treason!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING CLAUDIUS	O, yet defend me, friends; I am but hurt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Here, thou incestuous, murderous, damned Dane," & @CRLF & _
                "	Drink off this potion. Is thy union here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Follow my mother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[KING CLAUDIUS dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAERTES	                  He is justly served;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a poison temper'd by himself." & @CRLF & _
                "	Exchange forgiveness with me, noble Hamlet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine and my father's death come not upon thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor thine on me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	Heaven make thee free of it! I follow thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am dead, Horatio. Wretched queen, adieu!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You that look pale and tremble at this chance," & @CRLF & _
                "	That are but mutes or audience to this act," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had I but time--as this fell sergeant, death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is strict in his arrest--O, I could tell you--" & @CRLF & _
                "	But let it be. Horatio, I am dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou livest; report me and my cause aright" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the unsatisfied." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Never believe it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am more an antique Roman than a Dane:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here's yet some liquor left." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	As thou'rt a man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me the cup: let go; by heaven, I'll have't." & @CRLF & _
                "	O good Horatio, what a wounded name," & @CRLF & _
                "	Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Absent thee from felicity awhile," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain," & @CRLF & _
                "	To tell my story." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[March afar off, and shot within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What warlike noise is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSRIC	Young Fortinbras, with conquest come from Poland," & @CRLF & _
                "	To the ambassadors of England gives" & @CRLF & _
                "	This warlike volley." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HAMLET	O, I die, Horatio;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The potent poison quite o'er-crows my spirit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot live to hear the news from England;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I do prophesy the election lights" & @CRLF & _
                "	On Fortinbras: he has my dying voice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So tell him, with the occurrents, more and less," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which have solicited. The rest is silence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Now cracks a noble heart. Good night sweet prince:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why does the drum come hither?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[March within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FORTINBRAS, the English Ambassadors," & @CRLF & _
                "	and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE FORTINBRAS	Where is this sight?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	What is it ye would see?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If aught of woe or wonder, cease your search." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE FORTINBRAS	This quarry cries on havoc. O proud death," & @CRLF & _
                "	What feast is toward in thine eternal cell," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou so many princes at a shot" & @CRLF & _
                "	So bloodily hast struck?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Ambassador	The sight is dismal;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And our affairs from England come too late:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ears are senseless that should give us hearing," & @CRLF & _
                "	To tell him his commandment is fulfill'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where should we have our thanks?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Not from his mouth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had it the ability of life to thank you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He never gave commandment for their death." & @CRLF & _
                "	But since, so jump upon this bloody question," & @CRLF & _
                "	You from the Polack wars, and you from England," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are here arrived give order that these bodies" & @CRLF & _
                "	High on a stage be placed to the view;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let me speak to the yet unknowing world" & @CRLF & _
                "	How these things came about: so shall you hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of carnal, bloody, and unnatural acts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of accidental judgments, casual slaughters," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of deaths put on by cunning and forced cause," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in this upshot, purposes mistook" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fall'n on the inventors' reads: all this can I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Truly deliver." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE FORTINBRAS	                  Let us haste to hear it," & @CRLF & _
                "	And call the noblest to the audience." & @CRLF & _
                "	For me, with sorrow I embrace my fortune:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have some rights of memory in this kingdom," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which now to claim my vantage doth invite me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORATIO	Of that I shall have also cause to speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	And from his mouth whose voice will draw on more;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But let this same be presently perform'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even while men's minds are wild; lest more mischance" & @CRLF & _
                "	On plots and errors, happen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE FORTINBRAS	Let four captains" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bear Hamlet, like a soldier, to the stage;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he was likely, had he been put on," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have proved most royally: and, for his passage," & @CRLF & _
                "	The soldiers' music and the rites of war" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak loudly for him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Take up the bodies: such a sight as this" & @CRLF & _
                "	Becomes the field, but here shows much amiss." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, bid the soldiers shoot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A dead march. Exeunt, bearing off the dead" & @CRLF & _
                "	bodies; after which a peal of ordnance is shot off]" & @CRLF & _
                "	JULIUS CAESAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIUS CAESAR	(CAESAR:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS CAESAR	(OCTAVIUS:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANTONIUS	(ANTONY:)	|  triumvirs after death of Julius Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "M. AEMILIUS		|" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	(LEPIDUS:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CICERO		|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "PUBLIUS		|  senators." & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "POPILIUS LENA	(POPILIUS:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS BRUTUS	(BRUTUS:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS		|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA		|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "TREBONIUS		|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|   conspirators against Julius Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "LIGARIUS		|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "DECIUS BRUTUS		|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "METELLUS CIMBER		|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "CINNA		|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|   tribunes." & @CRLF & _
                "MARULLUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTEMIDORUS" & @CRLF & _
                "Of Cnidos	a teacher of rhetoric. (ARTEMIDORUS:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "A Soothsayer	(Soothsayer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CINNA	a poet. (CINNA THE POET:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Another Poet	(Poet:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS		|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "TITINIUS		|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "MESSALA		|  friends to Brutus and Cassius." & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "Young CATO	(CATO:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIUS		|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VARRO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "CLITUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  servants to Brutus." & @CRLF & _
                "STRATO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "DARDANIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PINDARUS	servant to Cassius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALPURNIA	wife to Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	wife to Brutus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Senators, Citizens, Guards, Attendants, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Citizen:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Citizen:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Citizen:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Fourth Citizen:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Commoner:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Commoner:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Soldier:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Soldier:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Soldier:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Rome: the neighbourhood of Sardis: the neighbourhood" & @CRLF & _
                "	of Philippi." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	JULIUS CAESAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Rome. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FLAVIUS, MARULLUS, and certain Commoners]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	Hence! home, you idle creatures get you home:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is this a holiday? what! know you not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being mechanical, you ought not walk" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a labouring day without the sign" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of your profession? Speak, what trade art thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Commoner	Why, sir, a carpenter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARULLUS	Where is thy leather apron and thy rule?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What dost thou with thy best apparel on?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You, sir, what trade are you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Commoner	Truly, sir, in respect of a fine workman, I am but," & @CRLF & _
                "	as you would say, a cobbler." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARULLUS	But what trade art thou? answer me directly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Commoner	A trade, sir, that, I hope, I may use with a safe" & @CRLF & _
                "	conscience; which is, indeed, sir, a mender of bad soles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARULLUS	What trade, thou knave? thou naughty knave, what trade?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Commoner	Nay, I beseech you, sir, be not out with me: yet," & @CRLF & _
                "	if you be out, sir, I can mend you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARULLUS	What meanest thou by that? mend me, thou saucy fellow!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Commoner	Why, sir, cobble you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	Thou art a cobbler, art thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Commoner	Truly, sir, all that I live by is with the awl: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	meddle with no tradesman's matters, nor women's" & @CRLF & _
                "	matters, but with awl. I am, indeed, sir, a surgeon" & @CRLF & _
                "	to old shoes; when they are in great danger, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	recover them. As proper men as ever trod upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	neat's leather have gone upon my handiwork." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	But wherefore art not in thy shop today?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why dost thou lead these men about the streets?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Commoner	Truly, sir, to wear out their shoes, to get myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	into more work. But, indeed, sir, we make holiday," & @CRLF & _
                "	to see Caesar and to rejoice in his triumph." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARULLUS	Wherefore rejoice? What conquest brings he home?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What tributaries follow him to Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	To grace in captive bonds his chariot-wheels?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	Knew you not Pompey? Many a time and oft" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have you climb'd up to walls and battlements," & @CRLF & _
                "	To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your infants in your arms, and there have sat" & @CRLF & _
                "	The livelong day, with patient expectation," & @CRLF & _
                "	To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when you saw his chariot but appear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have you not made an universal shout," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Tiber trembled underneath her banks," & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear the replication of your sounds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made in her concave shores?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And do you now put on your best attire?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And do you now cull out a holiday?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And do you now strew flowers in his way" & @CRLF & _
                "	That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood? Be gone!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Run to your houses, fall upon your knees," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray to the gods to intermit the plague" & @CRLF & _
                "	That needs must light on this ingratitude." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	Go, go, good countrymen, and, for this fault," & @CRLF & _
                "	Assemble all the poor men of your sort;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Draw them to Tiber banks, and weep your tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the channel, till the lowest stream" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do kiss the most exalted shores of all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all the Commoners]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	See whether their basest metal be not moved;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They vanish tongue-tied in their guiltiness." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go you down that way towards the Capitol;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This way will I	disrobe the images," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you do find them deck'd with ceremonies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARULLUS	May we do so?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You know it is the feast of Lupercal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	It is no matter; let no images" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be hung with Caesar's trophies. I'll about," & @CRLF & _
                "	And drive away the vulgar from the streets:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So do you too, where you perceive them thick." & @CRLF & _
                "	These growing feathers pluck'd from Caesar's wing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will make him fly an ordinary pitch," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who else would soar above the view of men" & @CRLF & _
                "	And keep us all in servile fearfulness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	JULIUS CAESAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A public place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter CAESAR; ANTONY, for the course;" & @CRLF & _
                "	CALPURNIA, PORTIA, DECIUS BRUTUS, CICERO, BRUTUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	CASSIUS, and CASCA; a great crowd following, among" & @CRLF & _
                "	them a Soothsayer]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	Calpurnia!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	         Peace, ho! Caesar speaks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	Calpurnia!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALPURNIA	Here, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	Stand you directly in Antonius' way," & @CRLF & _
                "	When he doth run his course. Antonius!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Caesar, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	Forget not, in your speed, Antonius," & @CRLF & _
                "	To touch Calpurnia; for our elders say," & @CRLF & _
                "	The barren, touched in this holy chase," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shake off their sterile curse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	I shall remember:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When Caesar says 'do this,' it is perform'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	Set on; and leave no ceremony out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	Caesar!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	Ha! who calls?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	Bid every noise be still: peace yet again!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	Who is it in the press that calls on me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hear a tongue, shriller than all the music," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cry 'Caesar!' Speak; Caesar is turn'd to hear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	Beware the ides of March." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	What man is that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	A soothsayer bids you beware the ides of March." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	Set him before me; let me see his face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Fellow, come from the throng; look upon Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	What say'st thou to me now? speak once again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	Beware the ides of March." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	He is a dreamer; let us leave him: pass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sennet. Exeunt all except BRUTUS and CASSIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Will you go see the order of the course?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Not I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	I pray you, do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	I am not gamesome: I do lack some part" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of that quick spirit that is in Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me not hinder, Cassius, your desires;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll leave you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Brutus, I do observe you now of late:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have not from your eyes that gentleness" & @CRLF & _
                "	And show of love as I was wont to have:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You bear too stubborn and too strange a hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Over your friend that loves you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Cassius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not deceived: if I have veil'd my look," & @CRLF & _
                "	I turn the trouble of my countenance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Merely upon myself. Vexed I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of late with passions of some difference," & @CRLF & _
                "	Conceptions only proper to myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which give some soil perhaps to my behaviors;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But let not therefore my good friends be grieved--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Among which number, Cassius, be you one--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor construe any further my neglect," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than that poor Brutus, with himself at war," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forgets the shows of love to other men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Then, Brutus, I have much mistook your passion;" & @CRLF & _
                "	By means whereof this breast of mine hath buried" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thoughts of great value, worthy cogitations." & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me, good Brutus, can you see your face?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	No, Cassius; for the eye sees not itself," & @CRLF & _
                "	But by reflection, by some other things." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	'Tis just:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And it is very much lamented, Brutus," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you have no such mirrors as will turn" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your hidden worthiness into your eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you might see your shadow. I have heard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where many of the best respect in Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	Except immortal Caesar, speaking of Brutus" & @CRLF & _
                "	And groaning underneath this age's yoke," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have wish'd that noble Brutus had his eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Into what dangers would you lead me, Cassius," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you would have me seek into myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	For that which is not in me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Therefore, good Brutus, be prepared to hear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And since you know you cannot see yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	So well as by reflection, I, your glass," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will modestly discover to yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	That of yourself which you yet know not of." & @CRLF & _
                "	And be not jealous on me, gentle Brutus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were I a common laugher, or did use" & @CRLF & _
                "	To stale with ordinary oaths my love" & @CRLF & _
                "	To every new protester; if you know" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I do fawn on men and hug them hard" & @CRLF & _
                "	And after scandal them, or if you know" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I profess myself in banqueting" & @CRLF & _
                "	To all the rout, then hold me dangerous." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish, and shout]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	What means this shouting? I do fear, the people" & @CRLF & _
                "	Choose Caesar for their king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Ay, do you fear it?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then must I think you would not have it so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	I would not, Cassius; yet I love him well." & @CRLF & _
                "	But wherefore do you hold me here so long?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is it that you would impart to me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If it be aught toward the general good," & @CRLF & _
                "	Set honour in one eye and death i' the other," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will look on both indifferently," & @CRLF & _
                "	For let the gods so speed me as I love" & @CRLF & _
                "	The name of honour more than I fear death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	I know that virtue to be in you, Brutus," & @CRLF & _
                "	As well as I do know your outward favour." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, honour is the subject of my story." & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot tell what you and other men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think of this life; but, for my single self," & @CRLF & _
                "	I had as lief not be as live to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	In awe of such a thing as I myself." & @CRLF & _
                "	I was born free as Caesar; so were you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We both have fed as well, and we can both" & @CRLF & _
                "	Endure the winter's cold as well as he:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For once, upon a raw and gusty day," & @CRLF & _
                "	The troubled Tiber chafing with her shores," & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar said to me 'Darest thou, Cassius, now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leap in with me into this angry flood," & @CRLF & _
                "	And swim to yonder point?' Upon the word," & @CRLF & _
                "	Accoutred as I was, I plunged in" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bade him follow; so indeed he did." & @CRLF & _
                "	The torrent roar'd, and we did buffet it" & @CRLF & _
                "	With lusty sinews, throwing it aside" & @CRLF & _
                "	And stemming it with hearts of controversy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But ere we could arrive the point proposed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar cried 'Help me, Cassius, or I sink!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	I, as Aeneas, our great ancestor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did from the flames of Troy upon his shoulder" & @CRLF & _
                "	The old Anchises bear, so from the waves of Tiber" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did I the tired Caesar. And this man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is now become a god, and Cassius is" & @CRLF & _
                "	A wretched creature and must bend his body," & @CRLF & _
                "	If Caesar carelessly but nod on him." & @CRLF & _
                "	He had a fever when he was in Spain," & @CRLF & _
                "	And when the fit was on him, I did mark" & @CRLF & _
                "	How he did shake: 'tis true, this god did shake;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His coward lips did from their colour fly," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did lose his lustre: I did hear him groan:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark him and write his speeches in their books," & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, it cried 'Give me some drink, Titinius,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	As a sick girl. Ye gods, it doth amaze me" & @CRLF & _
                "	A man of such a feeble temper should" & @CRLF & _
                "	So get the start of the majestic world" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bear the palm alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Shout. Flourish]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Another general shout!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do believe that these applauses are" & @CRLF & _
                "	For some new honours that are heap'd on Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a Colossus, and we petty men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Walk under his huge legs and peep about" & @CRLF & _
                "	To find ourselves dishonourable graves." & @CRLF & _
                "	Men at some time are masters of their fates:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars," & @CRLF & _
                "	But in ourselves, that we are underlings." & @CRLF & _
                "	Brutus and Caesar: what should be in that 'Caesar'?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why should that name be sounded more than yours?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Write them together, yours is as fair a name;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em," & @CRLF & _
                "	Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, in the names of all the gods at once," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon what meat doth this our Caesar feed," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he is grown so great? Age, thou art shamed!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods!" & @CRLF & _
                "	When went there by an age, since the great flood," & @CRLF & _
                "	But it was famed with more than with one man?" & @CRLF & _
                "	When could they say till now, that talk'd of Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	That her wide walls encompass'd but one man?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now is it Rome indeed and room enough," & @CRLF & _
                "	When there is in it but one only man." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, you and I have heard our fathers say," & @CRLF & _
                "	There was a Brutus once that would have brook'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The eternal devil to keep his state in Rome" & @CRLF & _
                "	As easily as a king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	That you do love me, I am nothing jealous;" & @CRLF & _
                "	What you would work me to, I have some aim:" & @CRLF & _
                "	How I have thought of this and of these times," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall recount hereafter; for this present," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not, so with love I might entreat you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be any further moved. What you have said" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will consider; what you have to say" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will with patience hear, and find a time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both meet to hear and answer such high things." & @CRLF & _
                "	Till then, my noble friend, chew upon this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brutus had rather be a villager" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than to repute himself a son of Rome" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under these hard conditions as this time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is like to lay upon us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	I am glad that my weak words" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have struck but thus much show of fire from Brutus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	The games are done and Caesar is returning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	As they pass by, pluck Casca by the sleeve;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he will, after his sour fashion, tell you" & @CRLF & _
                "	What hath proceeded worthy note to-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter CAESAR and his Train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	I will do so. But, look you, Cassius," & @CRLF & _
                "	The angry spot doth glow on Caesar's brow," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the rest look like a chidden train:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Calpurnia's cheek is pale; and Cicero" & @CRLF & _
                "	Looks with such ferret and such fiery eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	As we have seen him in the Capitol," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being cross'd in conference by some senators." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Casca will tell us what the matter is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	Antonius!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Caesar?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	Let me have men about me that are fat;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sleek-headed men and such as sleep o' nights:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He thinks too much: such men are dangerous." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Fear him not, Caesar; he's not dangerous;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is a noble Roman and well given." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	Would he were fatter! But I fear him not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet if my name were liable to fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do not know the man I should avoid" & @CRLF & _
                "	So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is a great observer and he looks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Quite through the deeds of men: he loves no plays," & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou dost, Antony; he hears no music;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sort" & @CRLF & _
                "	As if he mock'd himself and scorn'd his spirit" & @CRLF & _
                "	That could be moved to smile at any thing." & @CRLF & _
                "	Such men as he be never at heart's ease" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles they behold a greater than themselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore are they very dangerous." & @CRLF & _
                "	I rather tell thee what is to be fear'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than what I fear; for always I am Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come on my right hand, for this ear is deaf," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell me truly what thou think'st of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sennet. Exeunt CAESAR and all his Train, but CASCA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	You pull'd me by the cloak; would you speak with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Ay, Casca; tell us what hath chanced to-day," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Caesar looks so sad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	Why, you were with him, were you not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	I should not then ask Casca what had chanced." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	Why, there was a crown offered him: and being" & @CRLF & _
                "	offered him, he put it by with the back of his hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	thus; and then the people fell a-shouting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	What was the second noise for?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	Why, for that too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	They shouted thrice: what was the last cry for?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	Why, for that too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Was the crown offered him thrice?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	Ay, marry, was't, and he put it by thrice, every" & @CRLF & _
                "	time gentler than other, and at every putting-by" & @CRLF & _
                "	mine honest neighbours shouted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Who offered him the crown?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	Why, Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Tell us the manner of it, gentle Casca." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	I can as well be hanged as tell the manner of it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	it was mere foolery; I did not mark it. I saw Mark" & @CRLF & _
                "	Antony offer him a crown;--yet 'twas not a crown" & @CRLF & _
                "	neither, 'twas one of these coronets;--and, as I told" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, he put it by once: but, for all that, to my" & @CRLF & _
                "	thinking, he would fain have had it. Then he" & @CRLF & _
                "	offered it to him again; then he put it by again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	but, to my thinking, he was very loath to lay his" & @CRLF & _
                "	fingers off it. And then he offered it the third" & @CRLF & _
                "	time; he put it the third time by: and still as he" & @CRLF & _
                "	refused it, the rabblement hooted and clapped their" & @CRLF & _
                "	chapped hands and threw up their sweaty night-caps" & @CRLF & _
                "	and uttered such a deal of stinking breath because" & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar refused the crown that it had almost choked" & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar; for he swounded and fell down at it: and" & @CRLF & _
                "	for mine own part, I durst not laugh, for fear of" & @CRLF & _
                "	opening my lips and receiving the bad air." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	But, soft, I pray you: what, did Caesar swound?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	He fell down in the market-place, and foamed at" & @CRLF & _
                "	mouth, and was speechless." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	'Tis very like: he hath the failing sickness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	No, Caesar hath it not; but you and I," & @CRLF & _
                "	And honest Casca, we have the falling sickness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	I know not what you mean by that; but, I am sure," & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar fell down. If the tag-rag people did not" & @CRLF & _
                "	clap him and hiss him, according as he pleased and" & @CRLF & _
                "	displeased them, as they use to do the players in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the theatre, I am no true man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	What said he when he came unto himself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	Marry, before he fell down, when he perceived the" & @CRLF & _
                "	common herd was glad he refused the crown, he" & @CRLF & _
                "	plucked me ope his doublet and offered them his" & @CRLF & _
                "	throat to cut. An I had been a man of any" & @CRLF & _
                "	occupation, if I would not have taken him at a word," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would I might go to hell among the rogues. And so" & @CRLF & _
                "	he fell. When he came to himself again, he said," & @CRLF & _
                "	If he had done or said any thing amiss, he desired" & @CRLF & _
                "	their worships to think it was his infirmity. Three" & @CRLF & _
                "	or four wenches, where I stood, cried 'Alas, good" & @CRLF & _
                "	soul!' and forgave him with all their hearts: but" & @CRLF & _
                "	there's no heed to be taken of them; if Caesar had" & @CRLF & _
                "	stabbed their mothers, they would have done no less." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	And after that, he came, thus sad, away?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	Ay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Did Cicero say any thing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	Ay, he spoke Greek." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	To what effect?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	Nay, an I tell you that, Ill ne'er look you i' the" & @CRLF & _
                "	face again: but those that understood him smiled at" & @CRLF & _
                "	one another and shook their heads; but, for mine own" & @CRLF & _
                "	part, it was Greek to me. I could tell you more" & @CRLF & _
                "	news too: Marullus and Flavius, for pulling scarfs" & @CRLF & _
                "	off Caesar's images, are put to silence. Fare you" & @CRLF & _
                "	well. There was more foolery yet, if I could" & @CRLF & _
                "	remember it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Will you sup with me to-night, Casca?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	No, I am promised forth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Will you dine with me to-morrow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	Ay, if I be alive and your mind hold and your dinner" & @CRLF & _
                "	worth the eating." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Good: I will expect you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	Do so. Farewell, both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	What a blunt fellow is this grown to be!" & @CRLF & _
                "	He was quick mettle when he went to school." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	So is he now in execution" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of any bold or noble enterprise," & @CRLF & _
                "	However he puts on this tardy form." & @CRLF & _
                "	This rudeness is a sauce to his good wit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which gives men stomach to digest his words" & @CRLF & _
                "	With better appetite." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	And so it is. For this time I will leave you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow, if you please to speak with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will come home to you; or, if you will," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come home to me, and I will wait for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	I will do so: till then, think of the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BRUTUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, Brutus, thou art noble; yet, I see," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy honourable metal may be wrought" & @CRLF & _
                "	From that it is disposed: therefore it is meet" & @CRLF & _
                "	That noble minds keep ever with their likes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For who so firm that cannot be seduced?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar doth bear me hard; but he loves Brutus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I were Brutus now and he were Cassius," & @CRLF & _
                "	He should not humour me. I will this night," & @CRLF & _
                "	In several hands, in at his windows throw," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if they came from several citizens," & @CRLF & _
                "	Writings all tending to the great opinion" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Rome holds of his name; wherein obscurely" & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar's ambition shall be glanced at:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And after this let Caesar seat him sure;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For we will shake him, or worse days endure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	JULIUS CAESAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The same. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Thunder and lightning. Enter from opposite sides," & @CRLF & _
                "	CASCA, with his sword drawn, and CICERO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CICERO	Good even, Casca: brought you Caesar home?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why are you breathless? and why stare you so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	Are not you moved, when all the sway of earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shakes like a thing unfirm? O Cicero," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have seen tempests, when the scolding winds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have rived the knotty oaks, and I have seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ambitious ocean swell and rage and foam," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be exalted with the threatening clouds:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But never till to-night, never till now," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did I go through a tempest dropping fire." & @CRLF & _
                "	Either there is a civil strife in heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else the world, too saucy with the gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	Incenses them to send destruction." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CICERO	Why, saw you any thing more wonderful?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	A common slave--you know him well by sight--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Held up his left hand, which did flame and burn" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like twenty torches join'd, and yet his hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not sensible of fire, remain'd unscorch'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides--I ha' not since put up my sword--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the Capitol I met a lion," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who glared upon me, and went surly by," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without annoying me: and there were drawn" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a heap a hundred ghastly women," & @CRLF & _
                "	Transformed with their fear; who swore they saw" & @CRLF & _
                "	Men all in fire walk up and down the streets." & @CRLF & _
                "	And yesterday the bird of night did sit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even at noon-day upon the market-place," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hooting and shrieking. When these prodigies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do so conjointly meet, let not men say" & @CRLF & _
                "	'These are their reasons; they are natural;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, I believe, they are portentous things" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the climate that they point upon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CICERO	Indeed, it is a strange-disposed time:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But men may construe things after their fashion," & @CRLF & _
                "	Clean from the purpose of the things themselves." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come Caesar to the Capitol to-morrow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	He doth; for he did bid Antonius" & @CRLF & _
                "	Send word to you he would be there to-morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CICERO	Good night then, Casca: this disturbed sky" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not to walk in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	Farewell, Cicero." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit CICERO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CASSIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Who's there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	                  A Roman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Casca, by your voice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	Your ear is good. Cassius, what night is this!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	A very pleasing night to honest men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	Who ever knew the heavens menace so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Those that have known the earth so full of faults." & @CRLF & _
                "	For my part, I have walk'd about the streets," & @CRLF & _
                "	Submitting me unto the perilous night," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, thus unbraced, Casca, as you see," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have bared my bosom to the thunder-stone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when the cross blue lightning seem'd to open" & @CRLF & _
                "	The breast of heaven, I did present myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in the aim and very flash of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	But wherefore did you so much tempt the heavens?" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is the part of men to fear and tremble," & @CRLF & _
                "	When the most mighty gods by tokens send" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such dreadful heralds to astonish us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	You are dull, Casca, and those sparks of life" & @CRLF & _
                "	That should be in a Roman you do want," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else you use not. You look pale and gaze" & @CRLF & _
                "	And put on fear and cast yourself in wonder," & @CRLF & _
                "	To see the strange impatience of the heavens:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if you would consider the true cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why all these fires, why all these gliding ghosts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why birds and beasts from quality and kind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why old men fool and children calculate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why all these things change from their ordinance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their natures and preformed faculties" & @CRLF & _
                "	To monstrous quality,--why, you shall find" & @CRLF & _
                "	That heaven hath infused them with these spirits," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make them instruments of fear and warning" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto some monstrous state." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now could I, Casca, name to thee a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most like this dreadful night," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thunders, lightens, opens graves, and roars" & @CRLF & _
                "	As doth the lion in the Capitol," & @CRLF & _
                "	A man no mightier than thyself or me" & @CRLF & _
                "	In personal action, yet prodigious grown" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fearful, as these strange eruptions are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	'Tis Caesar that you mean; is it not, Cassius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Let it be who it is: for Romans now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have thews and limbs like to their ancestors;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, woe the while! our fathers' minds are dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we are govern'd with our mothers' spirits;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our yoke and sufferance show us womanish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	Indeed, they say the senators tomorrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mean to establish Caesar as a king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he shall wear his crown by sea and land," & @CRLF & _
                "	In every place, save here in Italy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	I know where I will wear this dagger then;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cassius from bondage will deliver Cassius:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therein, ye gods, you make the weak most strong;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therein, ye gods, you tyrants do defeat:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor stony tower, nor walls of beaten brass," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor airless dungeon, nor strong links of iron," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can be retentive to the strength of spirit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But life, being weary of these worldly bars," & @CRLF & _
                "	Never lacks power to dismiss itself." & @CRLF & _
                "	If I know this, know all the world besides," & @CRLF & _
                "	That part of tyranny that I do bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	I can shake off at pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Thunder still]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	So can I:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So every bondman in his own hand bears" & @CRLF & _
                "	The power to cancel his captivity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	And why should Caesar be a tyrant then?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor man! I know he would not be a wolf," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that he sees the Romans are but sheep:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He were no lion, were not Romans hinds." & @CRLF & _
                "	Those that with haste will make a mighty fire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Begin it with weak straws: what trash is Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	What rubbish and what offal, when it serves" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the base matter to illuminate" & @CRLF & _
                "	So vile a thing as Caesar! But, O grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where hast thou led me? I perhaps speak this" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before a willing bondman; then I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	My answer must be made. But I am arm'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And dangers are to me indifferent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	You speak to Casca, and to such a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	That is no fleering tell-tale. Hold, my hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be factious for redress of all these griefs," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will set this foot of mine as far" & @CRLF & _
                "	As who goes farthest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	There's a bargain made." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now know you, Casca, I have moved already" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some certain of the noblest-minded Romans" & @CRLF & _
                "	To undergo with me an enterprise" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of honourable-dangerous consequence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I do know, by this, they stay for me" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Pompey's porch: for now, this fearful night," & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no stir or walking in the streets;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the complexion of the element" & @CRLF & _
                "	In favour's like the work we have in hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most bloody, fiery, and most terrible." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	Stand close awhile, for here comes one in haste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	'Tis Cinna; I do know him by his gait;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is a friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CINNA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cinna, where haste you so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CINNA	To find out you. Who's that? Metellus Cimber?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	No, it is Casca; one incorporate" & @CRLF & _
                "	To our attempts. Am I not stay'd for, Cinna?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CINNA	I am glad on 't. What a fearful night is this!" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's two or three of us have seen strange sights." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Am I not stay'd for? tell me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CINNA	Yes, you are." & @CRLF & _
                "	O Cassius, if you could" & @CRLF & _
                "	But win the noble Brutus to our party--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Be you content: good Cinna, take this paper," & @CRLF & _
                "	And look you lay it in the praetor's chair," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where Brutus may but find it; and throw this" & @CRLF & _
                "	In at his window; set this up with wax" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon old Brutus' statue: all this done," & @CRLF & _
                "	Repair to Pompey's porch, where you shall find us." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is Decius Brutus and Trebonius there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CINNA	All but Metellus Cimber; and he's gone" & @CRLF & _
                "	To seek you at your house. Well, I will hie," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so bestow these papers as you bade me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	That done, repair to Pompey's theatre." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit CINNA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, Casca, you and I will yet ere day" & @CRLF & _
                "	See Brutus at his house: three parts of him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is ours already, and the man entire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the next encounter yields him ours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	O, he sits high in all the people's hearts:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that which would appear offence in us," & @CRLF & _
                "	His countenance, like richest alchemy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will change to virtue and to worthiness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Him and his worth and our great need of him" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have right well conceited. Let us go," & @CRLF & _
                "	For it is after midnight; and ere day" & @CRLF & _
                "	We will awake him and be sure of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	JULIUS CAESAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Rome. BRUTUS's orchard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BRUTUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	What, Lucius, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot, by the progress of the stars," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give guess how near to day. Lucius, I say!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would it were my fault to sleep so soundly." & @CRLF & _
                "	When, Lucius, when? awake, I say! what, Lucius!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LUCIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Call'd you, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Get me a taper in my study, Lucius:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When it is lighted, come and call me here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	I will, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	It must be by his death: and for my part," & @CRLF & _
                "	I know no personal cause to spurn at him," & @CRLF & _
                "	But for the general. He would be crown'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	How that might change his nature, there's the question." & @CRLF & _
                "	It is the bright day that brings forth the adder;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that craves wary walking. Crown him?--that;--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then, I grant, we put a sting in him," & @CRLF & _
                "	That at his will he may do danger with." & @CRLF & _
                "	The abuse of greatness is, when it disjoins" & @CRLF & _
                "	Remorse from power: and, to speak truth of Caesar," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have not known when his affections sway'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than his reason. But 'tis a common proof," & @CRLF & _
                "	That lowliness is young ambition's ladder," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereto the climber-upward turns his face;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when he once attains the upmost round." & @CRLF & _
                "	He then unto the ladder turns his back," & @CRLF & _
                "	Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees" & @CRLF & _
                "	By which he did ascend. So Caesar may." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, lest he may, prevent. And, since the quarrel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will bear no colour for the thing he is," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fashion it thus; that what he is, augmented," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would run to these and these extremities:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore think him as a serpent's egg" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, hatch'd, would, as his kind, grow mischievous," & @CRLF & _
                "	And kill him in the shell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter LUCIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	The taper burneth in your closet, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "	Searching the window for a flint, I found" & @CRLF & _
                "	This paper, thus seal'd up; and, I am sure," & @CRLF & _
                "	It did not lie there when I went to bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Gives him the letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Get you to bed again; it is not day." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not to-morrow, boy, the ides of March?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	I know not, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Look in the calendar, and bring me word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	I will, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	The exhalations whizzing in the air" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give so much light that I may read by them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Opens the letter and reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Brutus, thou sleep'st: awake, and see thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall Rome, &c. Speak, strike, redress!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brutus, thou sleep'st: awake!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such instigations have been often dropp'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where I have took them up." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Shall Rome, &c.' Thus must I piece it out:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall Rome stand under one man's awe? What, Rome?" & @CRLF & _
                "	My ancestors did from the streets of Rome" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Tarquin drive, when he was call'd a king." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Speak, strike, redress!' Am I entreated" & @CRLF & _
                "	To speak and strike? O Rome, I make thee promise:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If the redress will follow, thou receivest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy full petition at the hand of Brutus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter LUCIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Sir, March is wasted fourteen days." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocking within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	'Tis good. Go to the gate; somebody knocks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit LUCIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since Cassius first did whet me against Caesar," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have not slept." & @CRLF & _
                "	Between the acting of a dreadful thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the first motion, all the interim is" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Genius and the mortal instruments" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are then in council; and the state of man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to a little kingdom, suffers then" & @CRLF & _
                "	The nature of an insurrection." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter LUCIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Sir, 'tis your brother Cassius at the door," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who doth desire to see you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Is he alone?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	No, sir, there are moe with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Do you know them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	No, sir; their hats are pluck'd about their ears," & @CRLF & _
                "	And half their faces buried in their cloaks," & @CRLF & _
                "	That by no means I may discover them" & @CRLF & _
                "	By any mark of favour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Let 'em enter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit LUCIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are the faction. O conspiracy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shamest thou to show thy dangerous brow by night," & @CRLF & _
                "	When evils are most free? O, then by day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where wilt thou find a cavern dark enough" & @CRLF & _
                "	To mask thy monstrous visage? Seek none, conspiracy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hide it in smiles and affability:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For if thou path, thy native semblance on," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not Erebus itself were dim enough" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hide thee from prevention." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the conspirators, CASSIUS, CASCA, DECIUS" & @CRLF & _
                "	BRUTUS, CINNA, METELLUS CIMBER, and TREBONIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	I think we are too bold upon your rest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good morrow, Brutus; do we trouble you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	I have been up this hour, awake all night." & @CRLF & _
                "	Know I these men that come along with you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Yes, every man of them, and no man here" & @CRLF & _
                "	But honours you; and every one doth wish" & @CRLF & _
                "	You had but that opinion of yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which every noble Roman bears of you." & @CRLF & _
                "	This is Trebonius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	                  He is welcome hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	This, Decius Brutus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	He is welcome too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	This, Casca; this, Cinna; and this, Metellus Cimber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	They are all welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "	What watchful cares do interpose themselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Betwixt your eyes and night?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Shall I entreat a word?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[BRUTUS and CASSIUS whisper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DECIUS BRUTUS	Here lies the east: doth not the day break here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CINNA	O, pardon, sir, it doth; and yon gray lines" & @CRLF & _
                "	That fret the clouds are messengers of day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	You shall confess that you are both deceived." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, as I point my sword, the sun arises," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is a great way growing on the south," & @CRLF & _
                "	Weighing the youthful season of the year." & @CRLF & _
                "	Some two months hence up higher toward the north" & @CRLF & _
                "	He first presents his fire; and the high east" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stands, as the Capitol, directly here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Give me your hands all over, one by one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	And let us swear our resolution." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	No, not an oath: if not the face of men," & @CRLF & _
                "	The sufferance of our souls, the time's abuse,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	If these be motives weak, break off betimes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And every man hence to his idle bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So let high-sighted tyranny range on," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till each man drop by lottery. But if these," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I am sure they do, bear fire enough" & @CRLF & _
                "	To kindle cowards and to steel with valour" & @CRLF & _
                "	The melting spirits of women, then, countrymen," & @CRLF & _
                "	What need we any spur but our own cause," & @CRLF & _
                "	To prick us to redress? what other bond" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than secret Romans, that have spoke the word," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will not palter? and what other oath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than honesty to honesty engaged," & @CRLF & _
                "	That this shall be, or we will fall for it?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Swear priests and cowards and men cautelous," & @CRLF & _
                "	Old feeble carrions and such suffering souls" & @CRLF & _
                "	That welcome wrongs; unto bad causes swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such creatures as men doubt; but do not stain" & @CRLF & _
                "	The even virtue of our enterprise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor the insuppressive mettle of our spirits," & @CRLF & _
                "	To think that or our cause or our performance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did need an oath; when every drop of blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	That every Roman bears, and nobly bears," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is guilty of a several bastardy," & @CRLF & _
                "	If he do break the smallest particle" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of any promise that hath pass'd from him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	But what of Cicero? shall we sound him?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I think he will stand very strong with us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	Let us not leave him out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CINNA	No, by no means." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "METELLUS CIMBER	O, let us have him, for his silver hairs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will purchase us a good opinion" & @CRLF & _
                "	And buy men's voices to commend our deeds:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It shall be said, his judgment ruled our hands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our youths and wildness shall no whit appear," & @CRLF & _
                "	But all be buried in his gravity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	O, name him not: let us not break with him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he will never follow any thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	That other men begin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Then leave him out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	Indeed he is not fit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DECIUS BRUTUS	Shall no man else be touch'd but only Caesar?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Decius, well urged: I think it is not meet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark Antony, so well beloved of Caesar," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should outlive Caesar: we shall find of him" & @CRLF & _
                "	A shrewd contriver; and, you know, his means," & @CRLF & _
                "	If he improve them, may well stretch so far" & @CRLF & _
                "	As to annoy us all: which to prevent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let Antony and Caesar fall together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Our course will seem too bloody, Caius Cassius," & @CRLF & _
                "	To cut the head off and then hack the limbs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like wrath in death and envy afterwards;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Antony is but a limb of Caesar:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us be sacrificers, but not butchers, Caius." & @CRLF & _
                "	We all stand up against the spirit of Caesar;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the spirit of men there is no blood:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, that we then could come by Caesar's spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not dismember Caesar! But, alas," & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar must bleed for it! And, gentle friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's kill him boldly, but not wrathfully;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's carve him as a dish fit for the gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not hew him as a carcass fit for hounds:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let our hearts, as subtle masters do," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stir up their servants to an act of rage," & @CRLF & _
                "	And after seem to chide 'em. This shall make" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our purpose necessary and not envious:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which so appearing to the common eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall be call'd purgers, not murderers." & @CRLF & _
                "	And for Mark Antony, think not of him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he can do no more than Caesar's arm" & @CRLF & _
                "	When Caesar's head is off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Yet I fear him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For in the ingrafted love he bears to Caesar--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Alas, good Cassius, do not think of him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If he love Caesar, all that he can do" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is to himself, take thought and die for Caesar:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that were much he should; for he is given" & @CRLF & _
                "	To sports, to wildness and much company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TREBONIUS	There is no fear in him; let him not die;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he will live, and laugh at this hereafter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Clock strikes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Peace! count the clock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	The clock hath stricken three." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TREBONIUS	'Tis time to part." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	                  But it is doubtful yet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether Caesar will come forth to-day, or no;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he is superstitious grown of late," & @CRLF & _
                "	Quite from the main opinion he held once" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of fantasy, of dreams and ceremonies:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It may be, these apparent prodigies," & @CRLF & _
                "	The unaccustom'd terror of this night," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the persuasion of his augurers," & @CRLF & _
                "	May hold him from the Capitol to-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DECIUS BRUTUS	Never fear that: if he be so resolved," & @CRLF & _
                "	I can o'ersway him; for he loves to hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	That unicorns may be betray'd with trees," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bears with glasses, elephants with holes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lions with toils and men with flatterers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when I tell him he hates flatterers," & @CRLF & _
                "	He says he does, being then most flattered." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me work;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I can give his humour the true bent," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will bring him to the Capitol." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Nay, we will all of us be there to fetch him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	By the eighth hour: is that the uttermost?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CINNA	Be that the uttermost, and fail not then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "METELLUS CIMBER	Caius Ligarius doth bear Caesar hard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who rated him for speaking well of Pompey:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I wonder none of you have thought of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Now, good Metellus, go along by him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He loves me well, and I have given him reasons;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Send him but hither, and I'll fashion him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	The morning comes upon 's: we'll leave you, Brutus." & @CRLF & _
                "	And, friends, disperse yourselves; but all remember" & @CRLF & _
                "	What you have said, and show yourselves true Romans." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Good gentlemen, look fresh and merrily;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let not our looks put on our purposes," & @CRLF & _
                "	But bear it as our Roman actors do," & @CRLF & _
                "	With untired spirits and formal constancy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so good morrow to you every one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but BRUTUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Boy! Lucius! Fast asleep? It is no matter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Enjoy the honey-heavy dew of slumber:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast no figures nor no fantasies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which busy care draws in the brains of men;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore thou sleep'st so sound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PORTIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Brutus, my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Portia, what mean you? wherefore rise you now?" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is not for your health thus to commit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your weak condition to the raw cold morning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Nor for yours neither. You've ungently, Brutus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stole from my bed: and yesternight, at supper," & @CRLF & _
                "	You suddenly arose, and walk'd about," & @CRLF & _
                "	Musing and sighing, with your arms across," & @CRLF & _
                "	And when I ask'd you what the matter was," & @CRLF & _
                "	You stared upon me with ungentle looks;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I urged you further; then you scratch'd your head," & @CRLF & _
                "	And too impatiently stamp'd with your foot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet I insisted, yet you answer'd not," & @CRLF & _
                "	But, with an angry wafture of your hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gave sign for me to leave you: so I did;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fearing to strengthen that impatience" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which seem'd too much enkindled, and withal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hoping it was but an effect of humour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which sometime hath his hour with every man." & @CRLF & _
                "	It will not let you eat, nor talk, nor sleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	And could it work so much upon your shape" & @CRLF & _
                "	As it hath much prevail'd on your condition," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should not know you, Brutus. Dear my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make me acquainted with your cause of grief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	I am not well in health, and that is all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Brutus is wise, and, were he not in health," & @CRLF & _
                "	He would embrace the means to come by it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Why, so I do. Good Portia, go to bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Is Brutus sick? and is it physical" & @CRLF & _
                "	To walk unbraced and suck up the humours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the dank morning? What, is Brutus sick," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will he steal out of his wholesome bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	To dare the vile contagion of the night" & @CRLF & _
                "	And tempt the rheumy and unpurged air" & @CRLF & _
                "	To add unto his sickness? No, my Brutus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have some sick offence within your mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, by the right and virtue of my place," & @CRLF & _
                "	I ought to know of: and, upon my knees," & @CRLF & _
                "	I charm you, by my once-commended beauty," & @CRLF & _
                "	By all your vows of love and that great vow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which did incorporate and make us one," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you unfold to me, yourself, your half," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why you are heavy, and what men to-night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have had to resort to you: for here have been" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some six or seven, who did hide their faces" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even from darkness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Kneel not, gentle Portia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	I should not need, if you were gentle Brutus." & @CRLF & _
                "	Within the bond of marriage, tell me, Brutus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is it excepted I should know no secrets" & @CRLF & _
                "	That appertain to you? Am I yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, as it were, in sort or limitation," & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep with you at meals, comfort your bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And talk to you sometimes? Dwell I but in the suburbs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of your good pleasure? If it be no more," & @CRLF & _
                "	Portia is Brutus' harlot, not his wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	You are my true and honourable wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	As dear to me as are the ruddy drops" & @CRLF & _
                "	That visit my sad heart" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	If this were true, then should I know this secret." & @CRLF & _
                "	I grant I am a woman; but withal" & @CRLF & _
                "	A woman that Lord Brutus took to wife:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I grant I am a woman; but withal" & @CRLF & _
                "	A woman well-reputed, Cato's daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "	Think you I am no stronger than my sex," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being so father'd and so husbanded?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me your counsels, I will not disclose 'em:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have made strong proof of my constancy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Giving myself a voluntary wound" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, in the thigh: can I bear that with patience." & @CRLF & _
                "	And not my husband's secrets?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	O ye gods," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Render me worthy of this noble wife!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocking within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark, hark! one knocks: Portia, go in awhile;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by and by thy bosom shall partake" & @CRLF & _
                "	The secrets of my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "	All my engagements I will construe to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	All the charactery of my sad brows:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leave me with haste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit PORTIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		Lucius, who's that knocks?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter LUCIUS with LIGARIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	He is a sick man that would speak with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Caius Ligarius, that Metellus spake of." & @CRLF & _
                "	Boy, stand aside. Caius Ligarius! how?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LIGARIUS	Vouchsafe good morrow from a feeble tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	O, what a time have you chose out, brave Caius," & @CRLF & _
                "	To wear a kerchief! Would you were not sick!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LIGARIUS	I am not sick, if Brutus have in hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Any exploit worthy the name of honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Such an exploit have I in hand, Ligarius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had you a healthful ear to hear of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LIGARIUS	By all the gods that Romans bow before," & @CRLF & _
                "	I here discard my sickness! Soul of Rome!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brave son, derived from honourable loins!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou, like an exorcist, hast conjured up" & @CRLF & _
                "	My mortified spirit. Now bid me run," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will strive with things impossible;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, get the better of them. What's to do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	A piece of work that will make sick men whole." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LIGARIUS	But are not some whole that we must make sick?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	That must we also. What it is, my Caius," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall unfold to thee, as we are going" & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom it must be done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LIGARIUS	Set on your foot," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with a heart new-fired I follow you," & @CRLF & _
                "	To do I know not what: but it sufficeth" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Brutus leads me on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Follow me, then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	JULIUS CAESAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	CAESAR's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Thunder and lightning. Enter CAESAR, in his" & @CRLF & _
                "	night-gown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	Nor heaven nor earth have been at peace to-night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thrice hath Calpurnia in her sleep cried out," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Help, ho! they murder Caesar!' Who's within?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	Go bid the priests do present sacrifice" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring me their opinions of success." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	I will, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CALPURNIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALPURNIA	What mean you, Caesar? think you to walk forth?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall not stir out of your house to-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	Caesar shall forth: the things that threaten'd me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ne'er look'd but on my back; when they shall see" & @CRLF & _
                "	The face of Caesar, they are vanished." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALPURNIA	Caesar, I never stood on ceremonies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet now they fright me. There is one within," & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides the things that we have heard and seen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Recounts most horrid sights seen by the watch." & @CRLF & _
                "	A lioness hath whelped in the streets;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And graves have yawn'd, and yielded up their dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fierce fiery warriors fought upon the clouds," & @CRLF & _
                "	In ranks and squadrons and right form of war," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which drizzled blood upon the Capitol;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The noise of battle hurtled in the air," & @CRLF & _
                "	Horses did neigh, and dying men did groan," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ghosts did shriek and squeal about the streets." & @CRLF & _
                "	O Caesar! these things are beyond all use," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I do fear them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	What can be avoided" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose end is purposed by the mighty gods?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet Caesar shall go forth; for these predictions" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are to the world in general as to Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALPURNIA	When beggars die, there are no comets seen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	Cowards die many times before their deaths;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The valiant never taste of death but once." & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all the wonders that I yet have heard." & @CRLF & _
                "	It seems to me most strange that men should fear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seeing that death, a necessary end," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will come when it will come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		       What say the augurers?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	They would not have you to stir forth to-day." & @CRLF & _
                "	Plucking the entrails of an offering forth," & @CRLF & _
                "	They could not find a heart within the beast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	The gods do this in shame of cowardice:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar should be a beast without a heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	If he should stay at home to-day for fear." & @CRLF & _
                "	No, Caesar shall not: danger knows full well" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Caesar is more dangerous than he:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We are two lions litter'd in one day," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I the elder and more terrible:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Caesar shall go forth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALPURNIA	Alas, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your wisdom is consumed in confidence." & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not go forth to-day: call it my fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	That keeps you in the house, and not your own." & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll send Mark Antony to the senate-house:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he shall say you are not well to-day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me, upon my knee, prevail in this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	Mark Antony shall say I am not well," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for thy humour, I will stay at home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DECIUS BRUTUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here's Decius Brutus, he shall tell them so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DECIUS BRUTUS	Caesar, all hail! good morrow, worthy Caesar:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I come to fetch you to the senate-house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	And you are come in very happy time," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bear my greeting to the senators" & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell them that I will not come to-day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot, is false, and that I dare not, falser:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not come to-day: tell them so, Decius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALPURNIA	Say he is sick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	                  Shall Caesar send a lie?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I in conquest stretch'd mine arm so far," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be afraid to tell graybeards the truth?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Decius, go tell them Caesar will not come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DECIUS BRUTUS	Most mighty Caesar, let me know some cause," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest I be laugh'd at when I tell them so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	The cause is in my will: I will not come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That is enough to satisfy the senate." & @CRLF & _
                "	But for your private satisfaction," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because I love you, I will let you know:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Calpurnia here, my wife, stays me at home:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She dreamt to-night she saw my statua," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, like a fountain with an hundred spouts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did run pure blood: and many lusty Romans" & @CRLF & _
                "	Came smiling, and did bathe their hands in it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And these does she apply for warnings, and portents," & @CRLF & _
                "	And evils imminent; and on her knee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath begg'd that I will stay at home to-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DECIUS BRUTUS	This dream is all amiss interpreted;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It was a vision fair and fortunate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your statue spouting blood in many pipes," & @CRLF & _
                "	In which so many smiling Romans bathed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Signifies that from you great Rome shall suck" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reviving blood, and that great men shall press" & @CRLF & _
                "	For tinctures, stains, relics and cognizance." & @CRLF & _
                "	This by Calpurnia's dream is signified." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	And this way have you well expounded it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DECIUS BRUTUS	I have, when you have heard what I can say:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And know it now: the senate have concluded" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give this day a crown to mighty Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "	If you shall send them word you will not come," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their minds may change. Besides, it were a mock" & @CRLF & _
                "	Apt to be render'd, for some one to say" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Break up the senate till another time," & @CRLF & _
                "	When Caesar's wife shall meet with better dreams.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	If Caesar hide himself, shall they not whisper" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Lo, Caesar is afraid'?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pardon me, Caesar; for my dear dear love" & @CRLF & _
                "	To our proceeding bids me tell you this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And reason to my love is liable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	How foolish do your fears seem now, Calpurnia!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am ashamed I did yield to them." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me my robe, for I will go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PUBLIUS, BRUTUS, LIGARIUS, METELLUS, CASCA," & @CRLF & _
                "	TREBONIUS, and CINNA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And look where Publius is come to fetch me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUBLIUS	Good morrow, Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	Welcome, Publius." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, Brutus, are you stirr'd so early too?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good morrow, Casca. Caius Ligarius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar was ne'er so much your enemy" & @CRLF & _
                "	As that same ague which hath made you lean." & @CRLF & _
                "	What is 't o'clock?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Caesar, 'tis strucken eight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	I thank you for your pains and courtesy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANTONY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	See! Antony, that revels long o' nights," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is notwithstanding up. Good morrow, Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	So to most noble Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	Bid them prepare within:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am to blame to be thus waited for." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, Cinna: now, Metellus: what, Trebonius!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have an hour's talk in store for you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Remember that you call on me to-day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be near me, that I may remember you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TREBONIUS	Caesar, I will:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	and so near will I be," & @CRLF & _
                "	That your best friends shall wish I had been further." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	Good friends, go in, and taste some wine with me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And we, like friends, will straightway go together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	[Aside]  That every like is not the same, O Caesar," & @CRLF & _
                "	The heart of Brutus yearns to think upon!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	JULIUS CAESAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A street near the Capitol." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ARTEMIDORUS, reading a paper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTEMIDORUS	'Caesar, beware of Brutus; take heed of Cassius;" & @CRLF & _
                "	come not near Casca; have an eye to Cinna, trust not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Trebonius: mark well Metellus Cimber: Decius Brutus" & @CRLF & _
                "	loves thee not: thou hast wronged Caius Ligarius." & @CRLF & _
                "	There is but one mind in all these men, and it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	bent against Caesar. If thou beest not immortal," & @CRLF & _
                "	look about you: security gives way to conspiracy." & @CRLF & _
                "	The mighty gods defend thee! Thy lover," & @CRLF & _
                "		'ARTEMIDORUS.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here will I stand till Caesar pass along," & @CRLF & _
                "	And as a suitor will I give him this." & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart laments that virtue cannot live" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of the teeth of emulation." & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou read this, O Caesar, thou mayst live;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not, the Fates with traitors do contrive." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	JULIUS CAESAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Another part of the same street, before the house of BRUTUS." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PORTIA and LUCIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	I prithee, boy, run to the senate-house;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stay not to answer me, but get thee gone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why dost thou stay?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	To know my errand, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	I would have had thee there, and here again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere I can tell thee what thou shouldst do there." & @CRLF & _
                "	O constancy, be strong upon my side," & @CRLF & _
                "	Set a huge mountain 'tween my heart and tongue!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a man's mind, but a woman's might." & @CRLF & _
                "	How hard it is for women to keep counsel!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Art thou here yet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	                  Madam, what should I do?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Run to the Capitol, and nothing else?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so return to you, and nothing else?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Yes, bring me word, boy, if thy lord look well," & @CRLF & _
                "	For he went sickly forth: and take good note" & @CRLF & _
                "	What Caesar doth, what suitors press to him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark, boy! what noise is that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	I hear none, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Prithee, listen well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I heard a bustling rumour, like a fray," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the wind brings it from the Capitol." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Sooth, madam, I hear nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Soothsayer]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Come hither, fellow: which way hast thou been?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	At mine own house, good lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	What is't o'clock?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	                  About the ninth hour, lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Is Caesar yet gone to the Capitol?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	Madam, not yet: I go to take my stand," & @CRLF & _
                "	To see him pass on to the Capitol." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Thou hast some suit to Caesar, hast thou not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	That I have, lady: if it will please Caesar" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be so good to Caesar as to hear me," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall beseech him to befriend himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Why, know'st thou any harm's intended towards him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	None that I know will be, much that I fear may chance." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good morrow to you. Here the street is narrow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The throng that follows Caesar at the heels," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of senators, of praetors, common suitors," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will crowd a feeble man almost to death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll get me to a place more void, and there" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak to great Caesar as he comes along." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	I must go in. Ay me, how weak a thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	The heart of woman is! O Brutus," & @CRLF & _
                "	The heavens speed thee in thine enterprise!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sure, the boy heard me: Brutus hath a suit" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Caesar will not grant. O, I grow faint." & @CRLF & _
                "	Run, Lucius, and commend me to my lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say I am merry: come to me again," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring me word what he doth say to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt severally]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	JULIUS CAESAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Rome. Before the Capitol; the Senate sitting above." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A crowd of people; among them ARTEMIDORUS and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Soothsayer. Flourish. Enter CAESAR, BRUTUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	CASSIUS, CASCA, DECIUS BRUTUS, METELLUS CIMBER," & @CRLF & _
                "	TREBONIUS, CINNA, ANTONY, LEPIDUS, POPILIUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	PUBLIUS, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	[To the Soothsayer]  The ides of March are come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soothsayer	Ay, Caesar; but not gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTEMIDORUS	Hail, Caesar! read this schedule." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DECIUS BRUTUS	Trebonius doth desire you to o'erread," & @CRLF & _
                "	At your best leisure, this his humble suit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTEMIDORUS	O Caesar, read mine first; for mine's a suit" & @CRLF & _
                "	That touches Caesar nearer: read it, great Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	What touches us ourself shall be last served." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTEMIDORUS	Delay not, Caesar; read it instantly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	What, is the fellow mad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUBLIUS	Sirrah, give place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	What, urge you your petitions in the street?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come to the Capitol." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[CAESAR goes up to the Senate-House, the rest" & @CRLF & _
                "	following]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POPILIUS	I wish your enterprise to-day may thrive." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	What enterprise, Popilius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POPILIUS	Fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Advances to CAESAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	What said Popilius Lena?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	He wish'd to-day our enterprise might thrive." & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear our purpose is discovered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Look, how he makes to Caesar; mark him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Casca, be sudden, for we fear prevention." & @CRLF & _
                "	Brutus, what shall be done? If this be known," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cassius or Caesar never shall turn back," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I will slay myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Cassius, be constant:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Popilius Lena speaks not of our purposes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, look, he smiles, and Caesar doth not change." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Trebonius knows his time; for, look you, Brutus." & @CRLF & _
                "	He draws Mark Antony out of the way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ANTONY and TREBONIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DECIUS BRUTUS	Where is Metellus Cimber? Let him go," & @CRLF & _
                "	And presently prefer his suit to Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	He is address'd: press near and second him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CINNA	Casca, you are the first that rears your hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	Are we all ready? What is now amiss" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Caesar and his senate must redress?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "METELLUS CIMBER	Most high, most mighty, and most puissant Caesar," & @CRLF & _
                "	Metellus Cimber throws before thy seat" & @CRLF & _
                "	An humble heart,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kneeling]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	                  I must prevent thee, Cimber." & @CRLF & _
                "	These couchings and these lowly courtesies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might fire the blood of ordinary men," & @CRLF & _
                "	And turn pre-ordinance and first decree" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the law of children. Be not fond," & @CRLF & _
                "	To think that Caesar bears such rebel blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	That will be thaw'd from the true quality" & @CRLF & _
                "	With that which melteth fools; I mean, sweet words," & @CRLF & _
                "	Low-crooked court'sies and base spaniel-fawning." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy brother by decree is banished:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou dost bend and pray and fawn for him," & @CRLF & _
                "	I spurn thee like a cur out of my way." & @CRLF & _
                "	Know, Caesar doth not wrong, nor without cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will he be satisfied." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "METELLUS CIMBER	Is there no voice more worthy than my own" & @CRLF & _
                "	To sound more sweetly in great Caesar's ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the repealing of my banish'd brother?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	I kiss thy hand, but not in flattery, Caesar;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Desiring thee that Publius Cimber may" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have an immediate freedom of repeal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	What, Brutus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	                  Pardon, Caesar; Caesar, pardon:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As low as to thy foot doth Cassius fall," & @CRLF & _
                "	To beg enfranchisement for Publius Cimber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	I could be well moved, if I were as you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I could pray to move, prayers would move me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I am constant as the northern star," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of whose true-fix'd and resting quality" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no fellow in the firmament." & @CRLF & _
                "	The skies are painted with unnumber'd sparks," & @CRLF & _
                "	They are all fire and every one doth shine," & @CRLF & _
                "	But there's but one in all doth hold his place:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So in the world; 'tis furnish'd well with men," & @CRLF & _
                "	And men are flesh and blood, and apprehensive;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet in the number I do know but one" & @CRLF & _
                "	That unassailable holds on his rank," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unshaked of motion: and that I am he," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me a little show it, even in this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I was constant Cimber should be banish'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And constant do remain to keep him so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CINNA	O Caesar,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	          Hence! wilt thou lift up Olympus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DECIUS BRUTUS	Great Caesar,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	                  Doth not Brutus bootless kneel?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	Speak, hands for me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[CASCA first, then the other Conspirators and" & @CRLF & _
                "	BRUTUS stab CAESAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAESAR	Et tu, Brute! Then fall, Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CINNA	Liberty! Freedom! Tyranny is dead!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Run hence, proclaim, cry it about the streets." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Some to the common pulpits, and cry out" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Liberty, freedom, and enfranchisement!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	People and senators, be not affrighted;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fly not; stand stiff: ambition's debt is paid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASCA	Go to the pulpit, Brutus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DECIUS BRUTUS	And Cassius too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Where's Publius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CINNA	Here, quite confounded with this mutiny." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "METELLUS CIMBER	Stand fast together, lest some friend of Caesar's" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should chance--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Talk not of standing. Publius, good cheer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no harm intended to your person," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor to no Roman else: so tell them, Publius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	And leave us, Publius; lest that the people," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rushing on us, should do your age some mischief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Do so: and let no man abide this deed," & @CRLF & _
                "	But we the doers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter TREBONIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	                  Where is Antony?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TREBONIUS	Fled to his house amazed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Men, wives and children stare, cry out and run" & @CRLF & _
                "	As it were doomsday." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Fates, we will know your pleasures:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we shall die, we know; 'tis but the time" & @CRLF & _
                "	And drawing days out, that men stand upon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Why, he that cuts off twenty years of life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cuts off so many years of fearing death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Grant that, and then is death a benefit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So are we Caesar's friends, that have abridged" & @CRLF & _
                "	His time of fearing death. Stoop, Romans, stoop," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let us bathe our hands in Caesar's blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Up to the elbows, and besmear our swords:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then walk we forth, even to the market-place," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, waving our red weapons o'er our heads," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's all cry 'Peace, freedom and liberty!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Stoop, then, and wash. How many ages hence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall this our lofty scene be acted over" & @CRLF & _
                "	In states unborn and accents yet unknown!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	How many times shall Caesar bleed in sport," & @CRLF & _
                "	That now on Pompey's basis lies along" & @CRLF & _
                "	No worthier than the dust!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	So oft as that shall be," & @CRLF & _
                "	So often shall the knot of us be call'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The men that gave their country liberty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DECIUS BRUTUS	What, shall we forth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Ay, every man away:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brutus shall lead; and we will grace his heels" & @CRLF & _
                "	With the most boldest and best hearts of Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Soft! who comes here? A friend of Antony's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Thus, Brutus, did my master bid me kneel:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus did Mark Antony bid me fall down;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, being prostrate, thus he bade me say:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brutus is noble, wise, valiant, and honest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar was mighty, bold, royal, and loving:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say I love Brutus, and I honour him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say I fear'd Caesar, honour'd him and loved him." & @CRLF & _
                "	If Brutus will vouchsafe that Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	May safely come to him, and be resolved" & @CRLF & _
                "	How Caesar hath deserved to lie in death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark Antony shall not love Caesar dead" & @CRLF & _
                "	So well as Brutus living; but will follow" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fortunes and affairs of noble Brutus" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thorough the hazards of this untrod state" & @CRLF & _
                "	With all true faith. So says my master Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Thy master is a wise and valiant Roman;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I never thought him worse." & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell him, so please him come unto this place," & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall be satisfied; and, by my honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Depart untouch'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	                  I'll fetch him presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	I know that we shall have him well to friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	I wish we may: but yet have I a mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	That fears him much; and my misgiving still" & @CRLF & _
                "	Falls shrewdly to the purpose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	But here comes Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter ANTONY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		 Welcome, Mark Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	O mighty Caesar! dost thou lie so low?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are all thy conquests, glories, triumphs, spoils," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shrunk to this little measure? Fare thee well." & @CRLF & _
                "	I know not, gentlemen, what you intend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who else must be let blood, who else is rank:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I myself, there is no hour so fit" & @CRLF & _
                "	As Caesar's death hour, nor no instrument" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of half that worth as those your swords, made rich" & @CRLF & _
                "	With the most noble blood of all this world." & @CRLF & _
                "	I do beseech ye, if you bear me hard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, whilst your purpled hands do reek and smoke," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fulfil your pleasure. Live a thousand years," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall not find myself so apt to die:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No place will please me so, no mean of death," & @CRLF & _
                "	As here by Caesar, and by you cut off," & @CRLF & _
                "	The choice and master spirits of this age." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	O Antony, beg not your death of us." & @CRLF & _
                "	Though now we must appear bloody and cruel," & @CRLF & _
                "	As, by our hands and this our present act," & @CRLF & _
                "	You see we do, yet see you but our hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this the bleeding business they have done:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our hearts you see not; they are pitiful;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pity to the general wrong of Rome--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As fire drives out fire, so pity pity--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath done this deed on Caesar. For your part," & @CRLF & _
                "	To you our swords have leaden points, Mark Antony:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our arms, in strength of malice, and our hearts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of brothers' temper, do receive you in" & @CRLF & _
                "	With all kind love, good thoughts, and reverence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Your voice shall be as strong as any man's" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the disposing of new dignities." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Only be patient till we have appeased" & @CRLF & _
                "	The multitude, beside themselves with fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then we will deliver you the cause," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why I, that did love Caesar when I struck him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have thus proceeded." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	I doubt not of your wisdom." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let each man render me his bloody hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	First, Marcus Brutus, will I shake with you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Next, Caius Cassius, do I take your hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, Decius Brutus, yours: now yours, Metellus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yours, Cinna; and, my valiant Casca, yours;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though last, not last in love, yours, good Trebonius." & @CRLF & _
                "	Gentlemen all,--alas, what shall I say?" & @CRLF & _
                "	My credit now stands on such slippery ground," & @CRLF & _
                "	That one of two bad ways you must conceit me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Either a coward or a flatterer." & @CRLF & _
                "	That I did love thee, Caesar, O, 'tis true:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If then thy spirit look upon us now," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall it not grieve thee dearer than thy death," & @CRLF & _
                "	To see thy thy Anthony making his peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shaking the bloody fingers of thy foes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most noble! in the presence of thy corse?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had I as many eyes as thou hast wounds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Weeping as fast as they stream forth thy blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	It would become me better than to close" & @CRLF & _
                "	In terms of friendship with thine enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pardon me, Julius! Here wast thou bay'd, brave hart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here didst thou fall; and here thy hunters stand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sign'd in thy spoil, and crimson'd in thy lethe." & @CRLF & _
                "	O world, thou wast the forest to this hart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this, indeed, O world, the heart of thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	How like a deer, strucken by many princes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dost thou here lie!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Mark Antony,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	                  Pardon me, Caius Cassius:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The enemies of Caesar shall say this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, in a friend, it is cold modesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	I blame you not for praising Caesar so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But what compact mean you to have with us?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you be prick'd in number of our friends;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or shall we on, and not depend on you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Therefore I took your hands, but was, indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sway'd from the point, by looking down on Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "	Friends am I with you all and love you all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon this hope, that you shall give me reasons" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why and wherein Caesar was dangerous." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Or else were this a savage spectacle:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our reasons are so full of good regard" & @CRLF & _
                "	That were you, Antony, the son of Caesar," & @CRLF & _
                "	You should be satisfied." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	That's all I seek:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And am moreover suitor that I may" & @CRLF & _
                "	Produce his body to the market-place;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the pulpit, as becomes a friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak in the order of his funeral." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	You shall, Mark Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Brutus, a word with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside to BRUTUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You know not what you do: do not consent" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Antony speak in his funeral:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Know you how much the people may be moved" & @CRLF & _
                "	By that which he will utter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	By your pardon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will myself into the pulpit first," & @CRLF & _
                "	And show the reason of our Caesar's death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What Antony shall speak, I will protest" & @CRLF & _
                "	He speaks by leave and by permission," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that we are contented Caesar shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have all true rites and lawful ceremonies." & @CRLF & _
                "	It shall advantage more than do us wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	I know not what may fall; I like it not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Mark Antony, here, take you Caesar's body." & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall not in your funeral speech blame us," & @CRLF & _
                "	But speak all good you can devise of Caesar," & @CRLF & _
                "	And say you do't by our permission;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Else shall you not have any hand at all" & @CRLF & _
                "	About his funeral: and you shall speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the same pulpit whereto I am going," & @CRLF & _
                "	After my speech is ended." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Be it so." & @CRLF & _
                "	I do desire no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Prepare the body then, and follow us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but ANTONY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I am meek and gentle with these butchers!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art the ruins of the noblest man" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever lived in the tide of times." & @CRLF & _
                "	Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Over thy wounds now do I prophesy,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, like dumb mouths, do ope their ruby lips," & @CRLF & _
                "	To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue--" & @CRLF & _
                "	A curse shall light upon the limbs of men;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Domestic fury and fierce civil strife" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall cumber all the parts of Italy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blood and destruction shall be so in use" & @CRLF & _
                "	And dreadful objects so familiar" & @CRLF & _
                "	That mothers shall but smile when they behold" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their infants quarter'd with the hands of war;" & @CRLF & _
                "	All pity choked with custom of fell deeds:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge," & @CRLF & _
                "	With Ate by his side come hot from hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cry  'Havoc,' and let slip the dogs of war;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That this foul deed shall smell above the earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	With carrion men, groaning for burial." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You serve Octavius Caesar, do you not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	I do, Mark Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Caesar did write for him to come to Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	He did receive his letters, and is coming;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid me say to you by word of mouth--" & @CRLF & _
                "	O Caesar!--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Seeing the body]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Thy heart is big, get thee apart and weep." & @CRLF & _
                "	Passion, I see, is catching; for mine eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seeing those beads of sorrow stand in thine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Began to water. Is thy master coming?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	He lies to-night within seven leagues of Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Post back with speed, and tell him what hath chanced:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is a mourning Rome, a dangerous Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	No Rome of safety for Octavius yet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hie hence, and tell him so. Yet, stay awhile;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt not back till I have borne this corse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the market-place: there shall I try" & @CRLF & _
                "	In my oration, how the people take" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cruel issue of these bloody men;" & @CRLF & _
                "	According to the which, thou shalt discourse" & @CRLF & _
                "	To young Octavius of the state of things." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lend me your hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt with CAESAR's body]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	JULIUS CAESAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The Forum." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BRUTUS and CASSIUS, and a throng of Citizens]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Citizens	We will be satisfied; let us be satisfied." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Then follow me, and give me audience, friends." & @CRLF & _
                "	Cassius, go you into the other street," & @CRLF & _
                "	And part the numbers." & @CRLF & _
                "	Those that will hear me speak, let 'em stay here;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those that will follow Cassius, go with him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And public reasons shall be rendered" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Caesar's death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	                  I will hear Brutus speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	I will hear Cassius; and compare their reasons," & @CRLF & _
                "	When severally we hear them rendered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit CASSIUS, with some of the Citizens. BRUTUS" & @CRLF & _
                "	goes into the pulpit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	The noble Brutus is ascended: silence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Be patient till the last." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my" & @CRLF & _
                "	cause, and be silent, that you may hear: believe me" & @CRLF & _
                "	for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	you may believe: censure me in your wisdom, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	awake your senses, that you may the better judge." & @CRLF & _
                "	If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar" & @CRLF & _
                "	was no less than his. If then that friend demand" & @CRLF & _
                "	why Brutus rose against Caesar, this is my answer:" & @CRLF & _
                "	--Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rome more. Had you rather Caesar were living and" & @CRLF & _
                "	die all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to live" & @CRLF & _
                "	all free men? As Caesar loved me, I weep for him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was" & @CRLF & _
                "	valiant, I honour him: but, as he was ambitious, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	slew him. There is tears for his love; joy for his" & @CRLF & _
                "	fortune; honour for his valour; and death for his" & @CRLF & _
                "	ambition. Who is here so base that would be a" & @CRLF & _
                "	bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman? If" & @CRLF & _
                "	any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so" & @CRLF & _
                "	vile that will not love his country? If any, speak;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for him have I offended. I pause for a reply." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	None, Brutus, none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Then none have I offended. I have done no more to" & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar than you shall do to Brutus. The question of" & @CRLF & _
                "	his death is enrolled in the Capitol; his glory not" & @CRLF & _
                "	extenuated, wherein he was worthy, nor his offences" & @CRLF & _
                "	enforced, for which he suffered death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANTONY and others, with CAESAR's body]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony: who," & @CRLF & _
                "	though he had no hand in his death, shall receive" & @CRLF & _
                "	the benefit of his dying, a place in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	commonwealth; as which of you shall not? With this" & @CRLF & _
                "	I depart,--that, as I slew my best lover for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	when it shall please my country to need my death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Live, Brutus! live, live!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Bring him with triumph home unto his house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	Give him a statue with his ancestors." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	Let him be Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Citizen	                  Caesar's better parts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be crown'd in Brutus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	We'll bring him to his house" & @CRLF & _
                "	With shouts and clamours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	My countrymen,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	Peace, silence! Brutus speaks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Peace, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Good countrymen, let me depart alone," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for my sake, stay here with Antony:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do grace to Caesar's corpse, and grace his speech" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tending to Caesar's glories; which Mark Antony," & @CRLF & _
                "	By our permission, is allow'd to make." & @CRLF & _
                "	I do entreat you, not a man depart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Save I alone, till Antony have spoke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Stay, ho! and let us hear Mark Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	Let him go up into the public chair;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll hear him. Noble Antony, go up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	For Brutus' sake, I am beholding to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Goes into the pulpit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Citizen	What does he say of Brutus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	He says, for Brutus' sake," & @CRLF & _
                "	He finds himself beholding to us all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Citizen	'Twere best he speak no harm of Brutus here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	This Caesar was a tyrant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	Nay, that's certain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We are blest that Rome is rid of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	Peace! let us hear what Antony can say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	You gentle Romans,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Citizens	Peace, ho! let us hear him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him." & @CRLF & _
                "	The evil that men do lives after them;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The good is oft interred with their bones;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath told you Caesar was ambitious:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If it were so, it was a grievous fault," & @CRLF & _
                "	And grievously hath Caesar answer'd it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Brutus is an honourable man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So are they all, all honourable men--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral." & @CRLF & _
                "	He was my friend, faithful and just to me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But Brutus says he was ambitious;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Brutus is an honourable man." & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath brought many captives home to Rome" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?" & @CRLF & _
                "	When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Brutus is an honourable man." & @CRLF & _
                "	You all did see that on the Lupercal" & @CRLF & _
                "	I thrice presented him a kingly crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, sure, he is an honourable man." & @CRLF & _
                "	I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke," & @CRLF & _
                "	But here I am to speak what I do know." & @CRLF & _
                "	You all did love him once, not without cause:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What cause withholds you then, to mourn for him?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O judgment! thou art fled to brutish beasts," & @CRLF & _
                "	And men have lost their reason. Bear with me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I must pause till it come back to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Methinks there is much reason in his sayings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	If thou consider rightly of the matter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar has had great wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	Has he, masters?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear there will a worse come in his place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Citizen	Mark'd ye his words? He would not take the crown;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore 'tis certain he was not ambitious." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	If it be found so, some will dear abide it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	Poor soul! his eyes are red as fire with weeping." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	There's not a nobler man in Rome than Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Citizen	Now mark him, he begins again to speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	But yesterday the word of Caesar might" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have stood against the world; now lies he there." & @CRLF & _
                "	And none so poor to do him reverence." & @CRLF & _
                "	O masters, if I were disposed to stir" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should do Brutus wrong, and Cassius wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, you all know, are honourable men:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not do them wrong; I rather choose" & @CRLF & _
                "	To wrong the dead, to wrong myself and you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than I will wrong such honourable men." & @CRLF & _
                "	But here's a parchment with the seal of Caesar;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I found it in his closet, 'tis his will:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let but the commons hear this testament--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds" & @CRLF & _
                "	And dip their napkins in his sacred blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, beg a hair of him for memory," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, dying, mention it within their wills," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bequeathing it as a rich legacy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto their issue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Citizen	We'll hear the will: read it, Mark Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	The will, the will! we will hear Caesar's will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Have patience, gentle friends, I must not read it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is not meet you know how Caesar loved you." & @CRLF & _
                "	You are not wood, you are not stones, but men;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, being men, bearing the will of Caesar," & @CRLF & _
                "	It will inflame you, it will make you mad:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, if you should, O, what would come of it!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Citizen	Read the will; we'll hear it, Antony;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall read us the will, Caesar's will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Will you be patient? will you stay awhile?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have o'ershot myself to tell you of it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear I wrong the honourable men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose daggers have stabb'd Caesar; I do fear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Citizen	They were traitors: honourable men!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	The will! the testament!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	They were villains, murderers: the will! read the will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	You will compel me, then, to read the will?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then make a ring about the corpse of Caesar," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let me show you him that made the will." & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I descend? and will you give me leave?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Several Citizens	Come down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	Descend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	You shall have leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[ANTONY comes down]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Citizen	A ring; stand round." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Stand from the hearse, stand from the body." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	Room for Antony, most noble Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Nay, press not so upon me; stand far off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Several Citizens	Stand back; room; bear back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	If you have tears, prepare to shed them now." & @CRLF & _
                "	You all do know this mantle: I remember" & @CRLF & _
                "	The first time ever Caesar put it on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent," & @CRLF & _
                "	That day he overcame the Nervii:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, in this place ran Cassius' dagger through:" & @CRLF & _
                "	See what a rent the envious Casca made:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Through this the well-beloved Brutus stabb'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And as he pluck'd his cursed steel away," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark how the blood of Caesar follow'd it," & @CRLF & _
                "	As rushing out of doors, to be resolved" & @CRLF & _
                "	If Brutus so unkindly knock'd, or no;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Brutus, as you know, was Caesar's angel:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Judge, O you gods, how dearly Caesar loved him!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This was the most unkindest cut of all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For when the noble Caesar saw him stab," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Quite vanquish'd him: then burst his mighty heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in his mantle muffling up his face," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even at the base of Pompey's statua," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, what a fall was there, my countrymen!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then I, and you, and all of us fell down," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel" & @CRLF & _
                "	The dint of pity: these are gracious drops." & @CRLF & _
                "	Kind souls, what, weep you when you but behold" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our Caesar's vesture wounded? Look you here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	O piteous spectacle!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	O noble Caesar!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	O woful day!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Citizen	O traitors, villains!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	O most bloody sight!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	We will be revenged." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Revenge! About! Seek! Burn! Fire! Kill! Slay!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let not a traitor live!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Stay, countrymen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Peace there! hear the noble Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	We'll hear him, we'll follow him, we'll die with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Good friends, sweet friends, let me not stir you up" & @CRLF & _
                "	To such a sudden flood of mutiny." & @CRLF & _
                "	They that have done this deed are honourable:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What private griefs they have, alas, I know not," & @CRLF & _
                "	That made them do it: they are wise and honourable," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you." & @CRLF & _
                "	I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am no orator, as Brutus is;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man," & @CRLF & _
                "	That love my friend; and that they know full well" & @CRLF & _
                "	That gave me public leave to speak of him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech," & @CRLF & _
                "	To stir men's blood: I only speak right on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I tell you that which you yourselves do know;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	In every wound of Caesar that should move" & @CRLF & _
                "	The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	We'll mutiny." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	We'll burn the house of Brutus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	Away, then! come, seek the conspirators." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Yet hear me, countrymen; yet hear me speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Peace, ho! Hear Antony. Most noble Antony!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Why, friends, you go to do you know not what:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein hath Caesar thus deserved your loves?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, you know not: I must tell you then:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have forgot the will I told you of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Most true. The will! Let's stay and hear the will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Here is the will, and under Caesar's seal." & @CRLF & _
                "	To every Roman citizen he gives," & @CRLF & _
                "	To every several man, seventy-five drachmas." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	Most noble Caesar! We'll revenge his death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	O royal Caesar!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Hear me with patience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Peace, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Moreover, he hath left you all his walks," & @CRLF & _
                "	His private arbours and new-planted orchards," & @CRLF & _
                "	On this side Tiber; he hath left them you," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to your heirs for ever, common pleasures," & @CRLF & _
                "	To walk abroad, and recreate yourselves." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here was a Caesar! when comes such another?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Never, never. Come, away, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll burn his body in the holy place," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with the brands fire the traitors' houses." & @CRLF & _
                "	Take up the body." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	Go fetch fire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	Pluck down benches." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Citizen	Pluck down forms, windows, any thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Citizens with the body]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Now let it work. Mischief, thou art afoot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Take thou what course thou wilt!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		                  How now, fellow!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Sir, Octavius is already come to Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Where is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	He and Lepidus are at Caesar's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	And thither will I straight to visit him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He comes upon a wish. Fortune is merry," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in this mood will give us any thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	I heard him say, Brutus and Cassius" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are rid like madmen through the gates of Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Belike they had some notice of the people," & @CRLF & _
                "	How I had moved them. Bring me to Octavius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	JULIUS CAESAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CINNA the poet]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CINNA THE POET	I dreamt to-night that I did feast with Caesar," & @CRLF & _
                "	And things unlucky charge my fantasy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have no will to wander forth of doors," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet something leads me forth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Citizens]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	What is your name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	Whither are you going?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	Where do you dwell?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Citizen	Are you a married man or a bachelor?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	Answer every man directly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Ay, and briefly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Citizen	Ay, and wisely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	Ay, and truly, you were best." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CINNA THE POET	What is my name? Whither am I going? Where do I" & @CRLF & _
                "	dwell? Am I a married man or a bachelor? Then, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	answer every man directly and briefly, wisely and" & @CRLF & _
                "	truly: wisely I say, I am a bachelor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	That's as much as to say, they are fools that marry:" & @CRLF & _
                "	you'll bear me a bang for that, I fear. Proceed; directly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CINNA THE POET	Directly, I am going to Caesar's funeral." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	As a friend or an enemy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CINNA THE POET	As a friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	That matter is answered directly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Citizen	For your dwelling,--briefly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CINNA THE POET	Briefly, I dwell by the Capitol." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	Your name, sir, truly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CINNA THE POET	Truly, my name is Cinna." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Tear him to pieces; he's a conspirator." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CINNA THE POET	I am Cinna the poet, I am Cinna the poet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Citizen	Tear him for his bad verses, tear him for his bad verses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CINNA THE POET	I am not Cinna the conspirator." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Citizen	It is no matter, his name's Cinna; pluck but his" & @CRLF & _
                "	name out of his heart, and turn him going." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	Tear him, tear him! Come, brands ho! fire-brands:" & @CRLF & _
                "	to Brutus', to Cassius'; burn all: some to Decius'" & @CRLF & _
                "	house, and some to Casca's; some to Ligarius': away, go!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	JULIUS CAESAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A house in Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[ANTONY, OCTAVIUS, and LEPIDUS, seated at a table]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	These many, then, shall die; their names are prick'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS	Your brother too must die; consent you, Lepidus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	I do consent--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS	                  Prick him down, Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	Upon condition Publius shall not live," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who is your sister's son, Mark Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	He shall not live; look, with a spot I damn him." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, Lepidus, go you to Caesar's house;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fetch the will hither, and we shall determine" & @CRLF & _
                "	How to cut off some charge in legacies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEPIDUS	What, shall I find you here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS	Or here, or at the Capitol." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit LEPIDUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	This is a slight unmeritable man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Meet to be sent on errands: is it fit," & @CRLF & _
                "	The three-fold world divided, he should stand" & @CRLF & _
                "	One of the three to share it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS	So you thought him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And took his voice who should be prick'd to die," & @CRLF & _
                "	In our black sentence and proscription." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Octavius, I have seen more days than you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And though we lay these honours on this man," & @CRLF & _
                "	To ease ourselves of divers slanderous loads," & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall but bear them as the ass bears gold," & @CRLF & _
                "	To groan and sweat under the business," & @CRLF & _
                "	Either led or driven, as we point the way;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And having brought our treasure where we will," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then take we down his load, and turn him off," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to the empty ass, to shake his ears," & @CRLF & _
                "	And graze in commons." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS	You may do your will;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But he's a tried and valiant soldier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	So is my horse, Octavius; and for that" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do appoint him store of provender:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a creature that I teach to fight," & @CRLF & _
                "	To wind, to stop, to run directly on," & @CRLF & _
                "	His corporal motion govern'd by my spirit." & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in some taste, is Lepidus but so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He must be taught and train'd and bid go forth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A barren-spirited fellow; one that feeds" & @CRLF & _
                "	On abjects, orts and imitations," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, out of use and staled by other men," & @CRLF & _
                "	Begin his fashion: do not talk of him," & @CRLF & _
                "	But as a property. And now, Octavius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Listen great things:--Brutus and Cassius" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are levying powers: we must straight make head:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore let our alliance be combined," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our best friends made, our means stretch'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let us presently go sit in council," & @CRLF & _
                "	How covert matters may be best disclosed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And open perils surest answered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS	Let us do so: for we are at the stake," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bay'd about with many enemies;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And some that smile have in their hearts, I fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Millions of mischiefs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	JULIUS CAESAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Camp near Sardis. Before BRUTUS's tent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drum. Enter BRUTUS, LUCILIUS, LUCIUS, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Soldiers; TITINIUS and PINDARUS meeting them]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Stand, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS	Give the word, ho! and stand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	What now, Lucilius! is Cassius near?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS	He is at hand; and Pindarus is come" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do you salutation from his master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	He greets me well. Your master, Pindarus," & @CRLF & _
                "	In his own change, or by ill officers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath given me some worthy cause to wish" & @CRLF & _
                "	Things done, undone: but, if he be at hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall be satisfied." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PINDARUS	I do not doubt" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that my noble master will appear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such as he is, full of regard and honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	He is not doubted. A word, Lucilius;" & @CRLF & _
                "	How he received you, let me be resolved." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS	With courtesy and with respect enough;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But not with such familiar instances," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor with such free and friendly conference," & @CRLF & _
                "	As he hath used of old." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Thou hast described" & @CRLF & _
                "	A hot friend cooling: ever note, Lucilius," & @CRLF & _
                "	When love begins to sicken and decay," & @CRLF & _
                "	It useth an enforced ceremony." & @CRLF & _
                "	There are no tricks in plain and simple faith;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But hollow men, like horses hot at hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make gallant show and promise of their mettle;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when they should endure the bloody spur," & @CRLF & _
                "	They fall their crests, and, like deceitful jades," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sink in the trial. Comes his army on?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS	They mean this night in Sardis to be quarter'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The greater part, the horse in general," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are come with Cassius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Hark! he is arrived." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Low march within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	March gently on to meet him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CASSIUS and his powers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Stand, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Stand, ho! Speak the word along." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Stand!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Soldier	Stand!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Soldier	Stand!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Most noble brother, you have done me wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Judge me, you gods! wrong I mine enemies?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, if not so, how should I wrong a brother?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Brutus, this sober form of yours hides wrongs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when you do them--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Cassius, be content." & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak your griefs softly: I do know you well." & @CRLF & _
                "	Before the eyes of both our armies here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which should perceive nothing but love from us," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us not wrangle: bid them move away;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then in my tent, Cassius, enlarge your griefs," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will give you audience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Pindarus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid our commanders lead their charges off" & @CRLF & _
                "	A little from this ground." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Lucilius, do you the like; and let no man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come to our tent till we have done our conference." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let Lucius and Titinius guard our door." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	JULIUS CAESAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Brutus's tent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BRUTUS and CASSIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	That you have wrong'd me doth appear in this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have condemn'd and noted Lucius Pella" & @CRLF & _
                "	For taking bribes here of the Sardians;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein my letters, praying on his side," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because I knew the man, were slighted off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	You wronged yourself to write in such a case." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	In such a time as this it is not meet" & @CRLF & _
                "	That every nice offence should bear his comment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Let me tell you, Cassius, you yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are much condemn'd to have an itching palm;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To sell and mart your offices for gold" & @CRLF & _
                "	To undeservers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	                  I an itching palm!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You know that you are Brutus that speak this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, by the gods, this speech were else your last." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	The name of Cassius honours this corruption," & @CRLF & _
                "	And chastisement doth therefore hide his head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Chastisement!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Remember March, the ides of March remember:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did not great Julius bleed for justice' sake?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What villain touch'd his body, that did stab," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not for justice? What, shall one of us" & @CRLF & _
                "	That struck the foremost man of all this world" & @CRLF & _
                "	But for supporting robbers, shall we now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Contaminate our fingers with base bribes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sell the mighty space of our large honours" & @CRLF & _
                "	For so much trash as may be grasped thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than such a Roman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	                  Brutus, bay not me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll not endure it: you forget yourself," & @CRLF & _
                "	To hedge me in; I am a soldier, I," & @CRLF & _
                "	Older in practise, abler than yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make conditions." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Go to; you are not, Cassius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	I am." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	I say you are not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Urge me no more, I shall forget myself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have mind upon your health, tempt me no further." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Away, slight man!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Is't possible?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	                  Hear me, for I will speak." & @CRLF & _
                "	Must I give way and room to your rash choler?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I be frighted when a madman stares?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	O ye gods, ye gods! must I endure all this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	All this! ay, more: fret till your proud heart break;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go show your slaves how choleric you are," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must I observe you? must I stand and crouch" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under your testy humour? By the gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall digest the venom of your spleen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though it do split you; for, from this day forth," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	When you are waspish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Is it come to this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	You say you are a better soldier:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let it appear so; make your vaunting true," & @CRLF & _
                "	And it shall please me well: for mine own part," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall be glad to learn of noble men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	You wrong me every way; you wrong me, Brutus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I said, an elder soldier, not a better:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did I say 'better'?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	If you did, I care not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	When Caesar lived, he durst not thus have moved me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Peace, peace! you durst not so have tempted him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	I durst not!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	What, durst not tempt him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	For your life you durst not!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Do not presume too much upon my love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I may do that I shall be sorry for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	You have done that you should be sorry for." & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am arm'd so strong in honesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	That they pass by me as the idle wind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I respect not. I did send to you" & @CRLF & _
                "	For certain sums of gold, which you denied me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I can raise no money by vile means:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By heaven, I had rather coin my heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring" & @CRLF & _
                "	From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash" & @CRLF & _
                "	By any indirection: I did send" & @CRLF & _
                "	To you for gold to pay my legions," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which you denied me: was that done like Cassius?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should I have answer'd Caius Cassius so?" & @CRLF & _
                "	When Marcus Brutus grows so covetous," & @CRLF & _
                "	To lock such rascal counters from his friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be ready, gods, with all your thunderbolts;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dash him to pieces!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	I denied you not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	You did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	I did not: he was but a fool that brought" & @CRLF & _
                "	My answer back. Brutus hath rived my heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A friend should bear his friend's infirmities," & @CRLF & _
                "	But Brutus makes mine greater than they are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	I do not, till you practise them on me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	You love me not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	                  I do not like your faults." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	A friendly eye could never see such faults." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	A flatterer's would not, though they do appear" & @CRLF & _
                "	As huge as high Olympus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Come, Antony, and young Octavius, come," & @CRLF & _
                "	Revenge yourselves alone on Cassius," & @CRLF & _
                "	For Cassius is aweary of the world;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hated by one he loves; braved by his brother;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cheque'd like a bondman; all his faults observed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Set in a note-book, learn'd, and conn'd by rote," & @CRLF & _
                "	To cast into my teeth. O, I could weep" & @CRLF & _
                "	My spirit from mine eyes! There is my dagger," & @CRLF & _
                "	And here my naked breast; within, a heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dearer than Plutus' mine, richer than gold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If that thou be'st a Roman, take it forth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I, that denied thee gold, will give my heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strike, as thou didst at Caesar; for, I know," & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou didst hate him worst, thou lovedst him better" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than ever thou lovedst Cassius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Sheathe your dagger:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be angry when you will, it shall have scope;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do what you will, dishonour shall be humour." & @CRLF & _
                "	O Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb" & @CRLF & _
                "	That carries anger as the flint bears fire;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark," & @CRLF & _
                "	And straight is cold again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Hath Cassius lived" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be but mirth and laughter to his Brutus," & @CRLF & _
                "	When grief, and blood ill-temper'd, vexeth him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	When I spoke that, I was ill-temper'd too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Do you confess so much? Give me your hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	And my heart too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	                  O Brutus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	What's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Have not you love enough to bear with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	When that rash humour which my mother gave me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes me forgetful?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Yes, Cassius; and, from henceforth," & @CRLF & _
                "	When you are over-earnest with your Brutus," & @CRLF & _
                "	He'll think your mother chides, and leave you so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	[Within]  Let me go in to see the generals;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is some grudge between 'em, 'tis not meet" & @CRLF & _
                "	They be alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS	[Within]  You shall not come to them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	[Within]  Nothing but death shall stay me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Poet, followed by LUCILIUS, TITINIUS, and LUCIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	How now! what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	For shame, you generals! what do you mean?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Love, and be friends, as two such men should be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I have seen more years, I'm sure, than ye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Ha, ha! how vilely doth this cynic rhyme!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Get you hence, sirrah; saucy fellow, hence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Bear with him, Brutus; 'tis his fashion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	I'll know his humour, when he knows his time:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What should the wars do with these jigging fools?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Companion, hence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	                  Away, away, be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Poet]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Lucilius and Titinius, bid the commanders" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prepare to lodge their companies to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	And come yourselves, and bring Messala with you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Immediately to us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt LUCILIUS and TITINIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Lucius, a bowl of wine!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit LUCIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	I did not think you could have been so angry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	O Cassius, I am sick of many griefs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Of your philosophy you make no use," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you give place to accidental evils." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	No man bears sorrow better. Portia is dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Ha! Portia!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	She is dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	How 'scaped I killing when I cross'd you so?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O insupportable and touching loss!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon what sickness?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Impatient of my absence," & @CRLF & _
                "	And grief that young Octavius with Mark Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have made themselves so strong:--for with her death" & @CRLF & _
                "	That tidings came;--with this she fell distract," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, her attendants absent, swallow'd fire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	And died so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	                  Even so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	O ye immortal gods!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter LUCIUS, with wine and taper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Speak no more of her. Give me a bowl of wine." & @CRLF & _
                "	In this I bury all unkindness, Cassius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	My heart is thirsty for that noble pledge." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fill, Lucius, till the wine o'erswell the cup;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot drink too much of Brutus' love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Come in, Titinius!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit LUCIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter TITINIUS, with MESSALA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Welcome, good Messala." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now sit we close about this taper here," & @CRLF & _
                "	And call in question our necessities." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Portia, art thou gone?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	No more, I pray you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Messala, I have here received letters," & @CRLF & _
                "	That young Octavius and Mark Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come down upon us with a mighty power," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bending their expedition toward Philippi." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MESSALA	Myself have letters of the selfsame tenor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	With what addition?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MESSALA	That by proscription and bills of outlawry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Octavius, Antony, and Lepidus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have put to death an hundred senators." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Therein our letters do not well agree;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine speak of seventy senators that died" & @CRLF & _
                "	By their proscriptions, Cicero being one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Cicero one!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MESSALA	          Cicero is dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by that order of proscription." & @CRLF & _
                "	Had you your letters from your wife, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	No, Messala." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MESSALA	Nor nothing in your letters writ of her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Nothing, Messala." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MESSALA	                  That, methinks, is strange." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Why ask you? hear you aught of her in yours?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MESSALA	No, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Now, as you are a Roman, tell me true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MESSALA	Then like a Roman bear the truth I tell:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For certain she is dead, and by strange manner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Why, farewell, Portia. We must die, Messala:" & @CRLF & _
                "	With meditating that she must die once," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have the patience to endure it now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MESSALA	Even so great men great losses should endure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	I have as much of this in art as you," & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet my nature could not bear it so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Well, to our work alive. What do you think" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of marching to Philippi presently?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	I do not think it good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Your reason?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	This it is:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis better that the enemy seek us:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So shall he waste his means, weary his soldiers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doing himself offence; whilst we, lying still," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are full of rest, defense, and nimbleness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Good reasons must, of force, give place to better." & @CRLF & _
                "	The people 'twixt Philippi and this ground" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do stand but in a forced affection;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For they have grudged us contribution:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The enemy, marching along by them," & @CRLF & _
                "	By them shall make a fuller number up," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come on refresh'd, new-added, and encouraged;" & @CRLF & _
                "	From which advantage shall we cut him off," & @CRLF & _
                "	If at Philippi we do face him there," & @CRLF & _
                "	These people at our back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Hear me, good brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Under your pardon. You must note beside," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we have tried the utmost of our friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our legions are brim-full, our cause is ripe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The enemy increaseth every day;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We, at the height, are ready to decline." & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a tide in the affairs of men," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Omitted, all the voyage of their life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is bound in shallows and in miseries." & @CRLF & _
                "	On such a full sea are we now afloat;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And we must take the current when it serves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or lose our ventures." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Then, with your will, go on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll along ourselves, and meet them at Philippi." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	The deep of night is crept upon our talk," & @CRLF & _
                "	And nature must obey necessity;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which we will niggard with a little rest." & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no more to say?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	No more. Good night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Early to-morrow will we rise, and hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Lucius!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LUCIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "	My gown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit LUCIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, good Messala:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good night, Titinius. Noble, noble Cassius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Good night, and good repose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	O my dear brother!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This was an ill beginning of the night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never come such division 'tween our souls!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let it not, Brutus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Every thing is well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Good night, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Good night, good brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITINIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	| Good night, Lord Brutus." & @CRLF & _
                "MESSALA	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Farewell, every one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but BRUTUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter LUCIUS, with the gown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me the gown. Where is thy instrument?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Here in the tent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	                  What, thou speak'st drowsily?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor knave, I blame thee not; thou art o'er-watch'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Call Claudius and some other of my men:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll have them sleep on cushions in my tent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Varro and Claudius!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter VARRO and CLAUDIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VARRO	Calls my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	I pray you, sirs, lie in my tent and sleep;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It may be I shall raise you by and by" & @CRLF & _
                "	On business to my brother Cassius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VARRO	So please you, we will stand and watch your pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	I will not have it so: lie down, good sirs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It may be I shall otherwise bethink me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, Lucius, here's the book I sought for so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I put it in the pocket of my gown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[VARRO and CLAUDIUS lie down]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	I was sure your lordship did not give it me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Bear with me, good boy, I am much forgetful." & @CRLF & _
                "	Canst thou hold up thy heavy eyes awhile," & @CRLF & _
                "	And touch thy instrument a strain or two?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Ay, my lord, an't please you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	It does, my boy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I trouble thee too much, but thou art willing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	It is my duty, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	I should not urge thy duty past thy might;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know young bloods look for a time of rest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	I have slept, my lord, already." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	It was well done; and thou shalt sleep again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not hold thee long: if I do live," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will be good to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music, and a song]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is a sleepy tune. O murderous slumber," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lay'st thou thy leaden mace upon my boy," & @CRLF & _
                "	That plays thee music? Gentle knave, good night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not do thee so much wrong to wake thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou dost nod, thou break'st thy instrument;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll take it from thee; and, good boy, good night." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me see, let me see; is not the leaf turn'd down" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where I left reading? Here it is, I think." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Ghost of CAESAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How ill this taper burns! Ha! who comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I think it is the weakness of mine eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	That shapes this monstrous apparition." & @CRLF & _
                "	It comes upon me. Art thou any thing?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Art thou some god, some angel, or some devil," & @CRLF & _
                "	That makest my blood cold and my hair to stare?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak to me what thou art." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GHOST	Thy evil spirit, Brutus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Why comest thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GHOST	To tell thee thou shalt see me at Philippi." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Well; then I shall see thee again?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GHOST	Ay, at Philippi." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Why, I will see thee at Philippi, then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Ghost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now I have taken heart thou vanishest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ill spirit, I would hold more talk with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Boy, Lucius! Varro! Claudius! Sirs, awake! Claudius!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	The strings, my lord, are false." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	He thinks he still is at his instrument." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lucius, awake!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Didst thou dream, Lucius, that thou so criedst out?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	My lord, I do not know that I did cry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Yes, that thou didst: didst thou see any thing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Nothing, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Sleep again, Lucius. Sirrah Claudius!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To VARRO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fellow thou, awake!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VARRO	My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIUS	My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Why did you so cry out, sirs, in your sleep?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VARRO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  Did we, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Ay: saw you any thing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VARRO	No, my lord, I saw nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIUS	Nor I, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Go and commend me to my brother Cassius;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid him set on his powers betimes before," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we will follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VARRO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|                It shall be done, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	JULIUS CAESAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The plains of Philippi." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OCTAVIUS, ANTONY, and their army]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS	Now, Antony, our hopes are answered:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You said the enemy would not come down," & @CRLF & _
                "	But keep the hills and upper regions;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It proves not so: their battles are at hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They mean to warn us at Philippi here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Answering before we do demand of them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Tut, I am in their bosoms, and I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherefore they do it: they could be content" & @CRLF & _
                "	To visit other places; and come down" & @CRLF & _
                "	With fearful bravery, thinking by this face" & @CRLF & _
                "	To fasten in our thoughts that they have courage;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But 'tis not so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	                  Prepare you, generals:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The enemy comes on in gallant show;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their bloody sign of battle is hung out," & @CRLF & _
                "	And something to be done immediately." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Octavius, lead your battle softly on," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the left hand of the even field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS	Upon the right hand I; keep thou the left." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Why do you cross me in this exigent?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS	I do not cross you; but I will do so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[March]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drum. Enter BRUTUS, CASSIUS, and their Army;" & @CRLF & _
                "	LUCILIUS, TITINIUS, MESSALA, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	They stand, and would have parley." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Stand fast, Titinius: we must out and talk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS	Mark Antony, shall we give sign of battle?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	No, Caesar, we will answer on their charge." & @CRLF & _
                "	Make forth; the generals would have some words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS	Stir not until the signal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Words before blows: is it so, countrymen?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS	Not that we love words better, as you do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Good words are better than bad strokes, Octavius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	In your bad strokes, Brutus, you give good words:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Witness the hole you made in Caesar's heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Crying 'Long live! hail, Caesar!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Antony," & @CRLF & _
                "	The posture of your blows are yet unknown;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But for your words, they rob the Hybla bees," & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave them honeyless." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Not stingless too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	O, yes, and soundless too;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For you have stol'n their buzzing, Antony," & @CRLF & _
                "	And very wisely threat before you sting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Villains, you did not so, when your vile daggers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hack'd one another in the sides of Caesar:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You show'd your teeth like apes, and fawn'd like hounds," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bow'd like bondmen, kissing Caesar's feet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst damned Casca, like a cur, behind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Struck Caesar on the neck. O you flatterers!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Flatterers! Now, Brutus, thank yourself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This tongue had not offended so to-day," & @CRLF & _
                "	If Cassius might have ruled." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS	Come, come, the cause: if arguing make us sweat," & @CRLF & _
                "	The proof of it will turn to redder drops. Look;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I draw a sword against conspirators;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When think you that the sword goes up again?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never, till Caesar's three and thirty wounds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be well avenged; or till another Caesar" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have added slaughter to the sword of traitors." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Caesar, thou canst not die by traitors' hands," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless thou bring'st them with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS	So I hope;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I was not born to die on Brutus' sword." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	O, if thou wert the noblest of thy strain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Young man, thou couldst not die more honourable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	A peevish schoolboy, worthless of such honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Join'd with a masker and a reveller!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Old Cassius still!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS	                  Come, Antony, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Defiance, traitors, hurl we in your teeth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you dare fight to-day, come to the field;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not, when you have stomachs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt OCTAVIUS, ANTONY, and their army]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Why, now, blow wind, swell billow and swim bark!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The storm is up, and all is on the hazard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Ho, Lucilius! hark, a word with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS	[Standing forth]	My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[BRUTUS and LUCILIUS converse apart]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Messala!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MESSALA	[Standing forth]  What says my general?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Messala," & @CRLF & _
                "	This is my birth-day; as this very day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was Cassius born. Give me thy hand, Messala:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be thou my witness that against my will," & @CRLF & _
                "	As Pompey was, am I compell'd to set" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon one battle all our liberties." & @CRLF & _
                "	You know that I held Epicurus strong" & @CRLF & _
                "	And his opinion: now I change my mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	And partly credit things that do presage." & @CRLF & _
                "	Coming from Sardis, on our former ensign" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two mighty eagles fell, and there they perch'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gorging and feeding from our soldiers' hands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who to Philippi here consorted us:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This morning are they fled away and gone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in their steads do ravens, crows and kites," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fly o'er our heads and downward look on us," & @CRLF & _
                "	As we were sickly prey: their shadows seem" & @CRLF & _
                "	A canopy most fatal, under which" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our army lies, ready to give up the ghost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MESSALA	Believe not so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	                  I but believe it partly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am fresh of spirit and resolved" & @CRLF & _
                "	To meet all perils very constantly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Even so, Lucilius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	                  Now, most noble Brutus," & @CRLF & _
                "	The gods to-day stand friendly, that we may," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lovers in peace, lead on our days to age!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But since the affairs of men rest still incertain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's reason with the worst that may befall." & @CRLF & _
                "	If we do lose this battle, then is this" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very last time we shall speak together:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What are you then determined to do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Even by the rule of that philosophy" & @CRLF & _
                "	By which I did blame Cato for the death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he did give himself, I know not how," & @CRLF & _
                "	But I do find it cowardly and vile," & @CRLF & _
                "	For fear of what might fall, so to prevent" & @CRLF & _
                "	The time of life: arming myself with patience" & @CRLF & _
                "	To stay the providence of some high powers" & @CRLF & _
                "	That govern us below." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Then, if we lose this battle," & @CRLF & _
                "	You are contented to be led in triumph" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thorough the streets of Rome?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	No, Cassius, no: think not, thou noble Roman," & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever Brutus will go bound to Rome;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He bears too great a mind. But this same day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must end that work the ides of March begun;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And whether we shall meet again I know not." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore our everlasting farewell take:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For ever, and for ever, farewell, Cassius!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If we do meet again, why, we shall smile;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not, why then, this parting was well made." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	For ever, and for ever, farewell, Brutus!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If we do meet again, we'll smile indeed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not, 'tis true this parting was well made." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Why, then, lead on. O, that a man might know" & @CRLF & _
                "	The end of this day's business ere it come!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But it sufficeth that the day will end," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then the end is known. Come, ho! away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	JULIUS CAESAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same. The field of battle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Enter BRUTUS and MESSALA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Ride, ride, Messala, ride, and give these bills" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the legions on the other side." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Loud alarum]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let them set on at once; for I perceive" & @CRLF & _
                "	But cold demeanor in Octavius' wing," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sudden push gives them the overthrow." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ride, ride, Messala: let them all come down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	JULIUS CAESAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Another part of the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarums. Enter CASSIUS and TITINIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	O, look, Titinius, look, the villains fly!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself have to mine own turn'd enemy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This ensign here of mine was turning back;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I slew the coward, and did take it from him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITINIUS	O Cassius, Brutus gave the word too early;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, having some advantage on Octavius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Took it too eagerly: his soldiers fell to spoil," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst we by Antony are all enclosed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PINDARUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PINDARUS	Fly further off, my lord, fly further off;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark Antony is in your tents, my lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fly, therefore, noble Cassius, fly far off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	This hill is far enough. Look, look, Titinius;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are those my tents where I perceive the fire?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITINIUS	They are, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	                  Titinius, if thou lovest me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mount thou my horse, and hide thy spurs in him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till he have brought thee up to yonder troops," & @CRLF & _
                "	And here again; that I may rest assured" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether yond troops are friend or enemy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITINIUS	I will be here again, even with a thought." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Go, Pindarus, get higher on that hill;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My sight was ever thick; regard Titinius," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell me what thou notest about the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[PINDARUS ascends the hill]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	This day I breathed first: time is come round," & @CRLF & _
                "	And where I did begin, there shall I end;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My life is run his compass. Sirrah, what news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PINDARUS	[Above]  O my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	What news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PINDARUS	[Above]  Titinius is enclosed round about" & @CRLF & _
                "	With horsemen, that make to him on the spur;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet he spurs on. Now they are almost on him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, Titinius! Now some light. O, he lights too." & @CRLF & _
                "	He's ta'en." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Shout]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, hark! they shout for joy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIUS	Come down, behold no more." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, coward that I am, to live so long," & @CRLF & _
                "	To see my best friend ta'en before my face!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[PINDARUS descends]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come hither, sirrah:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Parthia did I take thee prisoner;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then I swore thee, saving of thy life," & @CRLF & _
                "	That whatsoever I did bid thee do," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shouldst attempt it. Come now, keep thine oath;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now be a freeman: and with this good sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	That ran through Caesar's bowels, search this bosom." & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand not to answer: here, take thou the hilts;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, when my face is cover'd, as 'tis now," & @CRLF & _
                "	Guide thou the sword." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[PINDARUS stabs him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		Caesar, thou art revenged," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even with the sword that kill'd thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PINDARUS	So, I am free; yet would not so have been," & @CRLF & _
                "	Durst I have done my will. O Cassius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Far from this country Pindarus shall run," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where never Roman shall take note of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter TITINIUS with MESSALA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MESSALA	It is but change, Titinius; for Octavius" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is overthrown by noble Brutus' power," & @CRLF & _
                "	As Cassius' legions are by Antony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITINIUS	These tidings will well comfort Cassius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MESSALA	Where did you leave him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITINIUS	All disconsolate," & @CRLF & _
                "	With Pindarus his bondman, on this hill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MESSALA	Is not that he that lies upon the ground?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITINIUS	He lies not like the living. O my heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MESSALA	Is not that he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITINIUS	                  No, this was he, Messala," & @CRLF & _
                "	But Cassius is no more. O setting sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	As in thy red rays thou dost sink to-night," & @CRLF & _
                "	So in his red blood Cassius' day is set;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sun of Rome is set! Our day is gone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Clouds, dews, and dangers come; our deeds are done!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mistrust of my success hath done this deed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MESSALA	Mistrust of good success hath done this deed." & @CRLF & _
                "	O hateful error, melancholy's child," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why dost thou show to the apt thoughts of men" & @CRLF & _
                "	The things that are not? O error, soon conceived," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou never comest unto a happy birth," & @CRLF & _
                "	But kill'st the mother that engender'd thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITINIUS	What, Pindarus! where art thou, Pindarus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MESSALA	Seek him, Titinius, whilst I go to meet" & @CRLF & _
                "	The noble Brutus, thrusting this report" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into his ears; I may say, thrusting it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For piercing steel and darts envenomed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be as welcome to the ears of Brutus" & @CRLF & _
                "	As tidings of this sight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITINIUS	Hie you, Messala," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will seek for Pindarus the while." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit MESSALA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why didst thou send me forth, brave Cassius?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did I not meet thy friends? and did not they" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put on my brows this wreath of victory," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid me give it thee? Didst thou not hear their shouts?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, thou hast misconstrued every thing!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, hold thee, take this garland on thy brow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy Brutus bid me give it thee, and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will do his bidding. Brutus, come apace," & @CRLF & _
                "	And see how I regarded Caius Cassius." & @CRLF & _
                "	By your leave, gods:--this is a Roman's part" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, Cassius' sword, and find Titinius' heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kills himself]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Re-enter MESSALA, with BRUTUS, CATO," & @CRLF & _
                "	STRATO, VOLUMNIUS, and LUCILIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Where, where, Messala, doth his body lie?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MESSALA	Lo, yonder, and Titinius mourning it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Titinius' face is upward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATO	He is slain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	O Julius Caesar, thou art mighty yet!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy spirit walks abroad and turns our swords" & @CRLF & _
                "	In our own proper entrails." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Low alarums]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATO	Brave Titinius!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, whether he have not crown'd dead Cassius!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Are yet two Romans living such as these?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The last of all the Romans, fare thee well!" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is impossible that ever Rome" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should breed thy fellow. Friends, I owe more tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	To this dead man than you shall see me pay." & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall find time, Cassius, I shall find time." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, therefore, and to Thasos send his body:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His funerals shall not be in our camp," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest it discomfort us. Lucilius, come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And come, young Cato; let us to the field." & @CRLF & _
                "	Labeo and Flavius, set our battles on:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis three o'clock; and, Romans, yet ere night" & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall try fortune in a second fight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	JULIUS CAESAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Another part of the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Enter fighting, Soldiers of both armies;" & @CRLF & _
                "	then BRUTUS, CATO, LUCILIUS, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Yet, countrymen, O, yet hold up your heads!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATO	What bastard doth not? Who will go with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will proclaim my name about the field:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am the son of Marcus Cato, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A foe to tyrants, and my country's friend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am the son of Marcus Cato, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	And I am Brutus, Marcus Brutus, I;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brutus, my country's friend; know me for Brutus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS	O young and noble Cato, art thou down?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, now thou diest as bravely as Titinius;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And mayst be honour'd, being Cato's son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	Yield, or thou diest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS	Only I yield to die:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is so much that thou wilt kill me straight;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Offering money]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Kill Brutus, and be honour'd in his death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	We must not. A noble prisoner!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Soldier	Room, ho! Tell Antony, Brutus is ta'en." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Soldier	I'll tell the news. Here comes the general." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANTONY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brutus is ta'en, Brutus is ta'en, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	Where is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS	Safe, Antony; Brutus is safe enough:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I dare assure thee that no enemy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall ever take alive the noble Brutus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The gods defend him from so great a shame!" & @CRLF & _
                "	When you do find him, or alive or dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	He will be found like Brutus, like himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	This is not Brutus, friend; but, I assure you," & @CRLF & _
                "	A prize no less in worth: keep this man safe;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give him all kindness: I had rather have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such men my friends than enemies. Go on," & @CRLF & _
                "	And see whether Brutus be alive or dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring us word unto Octavius' tent" & @CRLF & _
                "	How every thing is chanced." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	JULIUS CAESAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Another part of the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BRUTUS, DARDANIUS, CLITUS, STRATO, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	VOLUMNIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Come, poor remains of friends, rest on this rock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLITUS	Statilius show'd the torch-light, but, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	He came not back: he is or ta'en or slain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Sit thee down, Clitus: slaying is the word;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a deed in fashion. Hark thee, Clitus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Whispers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLITUS	What, I, my lord? No, not for all the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Peace then! no words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLITUS	I'll rather kill myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Hark thee, Dardanius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Whispers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DARDANIUS	Shall I do such a deed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLITUS	O Dardanius!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DARDANIUS	O Clitus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLITUS	What ill request did Brutus make to thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DARDANIUS	To kill him, Clitus. Look, he meditates." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLITUS	Now is that noble vessel full of grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	That it runs over even at his eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Come hither, good Volumnius; list a word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIUS	What says my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	                  Why, this, Volumnius:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ghost of Caesar hath appear'd to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two several times by night; at Sardis once," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, this last night, here in Philippi fields:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know my hour is come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIUS	Not so, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Nay, I am sure it is, Volumnius." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou seest the world, Volumnius, how it goes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our enemies have beat us to the pit:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Low alarums]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is more worthy to leap in ourselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than tarry till they push us. Good Volumnius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou know'st that we two went to school together:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even for that our love of old, I prithee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold thou my sword-hilts, whilst I run on it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VOLUMNIUS	That's not an office for a friend, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum still]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLITUS	Fly, fly, my lord; there is no tarrying here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Farewell to you; and you; and you, Volumnius." & @CRLF & _
                "	Strato, thou hast been all this while asleep;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell to thee too, Strato. Countrymen," & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart doth joy that yet in all my life" & @CRLF & _
                "	I found no man but he was true to me." & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall have glory by this losing day" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than Octavius and Mark Antony" & @CRLF & _
                "	By this vile conquest shall attain unto." & @CRLF & _
                "	So fare you well at once; for Brutus' tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath almost ended his life's history:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Night hangs upon mine eyes; my bones would rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	That have but labour'd to attain this hour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Cry within, 'Fly, fly, fly!']" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLITUS	Fly, my lord, fly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	                  Hence! I will follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt CLITUS, DARDANIUS, and VOLUMNIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, Strato, stay thou by thy lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art a fellow of a good respect;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy life hath had some smatch of honour in it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold then my sword, and turn away thy face," & @CRLF & _
                "	While I do run upon it. Wilt thou, Strato?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STRATO	Give me your hand first. Fare you well, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRUTUS	Farewell, good Strato." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Runs on his sword]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		 Caesar, now be still:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I kill'd not thee with half so good a will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Retreat. Enter OCTAVIUS, ANTONY, MESSALA," & @CRLF & _
                "	LUCILIUS, and the army]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS	What man is that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MESSALA	My master's man. Strato, where is thy master?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STRATO	Free from the bondage you are in, Messala:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The conquerors can but make a fire of him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Brutus only overcame himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	And no man else hath honour by his death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS	So Brutus should be found. I thank thee, Brutus," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou hast proved Lucilius' saying true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS	All that served Brutus, I will entertain them." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fellow, wilt thou bestow thy time with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STRATO	Ay, if Messala will prefer me to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS	Do so, good Messala." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MESSALA	How died my master, Strato?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STRATO	I held the sword, and he did run on it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MESSALA	Octavius, then take him to follow thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	That did the latest service to my master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONY	This was the noblest Roman of them all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All the conspirators save only he" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did that they did in envy of great Caesar;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He only, in a general honest thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	And common good to all, made one of them." & @CRLF & _
                "	His life was gentle, and the elements" & @CRLF & _
                "	So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up" & @CRLF & _
                "	And say to all the world 'This was a man!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OCTAVIUS	According to his virtue let us use him," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all respect and rites of burial." & @CRLF & _
                "	Within my tent his bones to-night shall lie," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most like a soldier, order'd honourably." & @CRLF & _
                "	So call the field to rest; and let's away," & @CRLF & _
                "	To part the glories of this happy day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY	the Fifth. (KING HENRY V)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF GLOUCESTER	(GLOUCESTER:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|  brothers to the King." & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF BEDFORD	(BEDFORD:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF EXETER	uncle to the King. (EXETER:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	cousin to the King. (YORK:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF SALISBURY	(SALISBURY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	(WESTMORELAND:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF WARWICK	(WARWICK:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP OF" & @CRLF & _
                "CANTERBURY	(CANTERBURY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP OF ELY	(ELY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF CAMBRIDGE	(CAMBRIDGE:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD SCROOP	(SCROOP:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR THOMAS GREY	(GREY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR" & @CRLF & _
                "THOMAS ERPINGHAM	(ERPINGHAM:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER		|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN		|  Officers in King Henry's army." & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "MACMORRIS		|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|" & @CRLF & _
                "JAMY		|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BATES	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "COURT	|  soldiers in the same." & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Boy" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Herald." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHARLES the Sixth	King of France. (KING OF FRANCE:) (FRENCH KING:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	the Dauphin. (DAUPHIN:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF BURGUNDY	(BURGUNDY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF ORLEANS	(ORLEANS:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF BOURBON	(BOURBON:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Constable of France. (Constable:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RAMBURES	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  French Lords." & @CRLF & _
                "GRANDPRE	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOVERNOR	of Harfleur." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTJOY	a French Herald." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ambassadors to the King of England." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABEL	Queen of France. (QUEEN ISABEL:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	daughter to Charles and Isabel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALICE	a lady attending on her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hostess of a tavern in Eastcheap formerly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mistress Quickly, and now married to Pistol." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords, Ladies, Officers, Soldiers, Citizens," & @CRLF & _
                "	Messengers, and Attendants. Chorus." & @CRLF & _
                "	(Hostess:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Ambassador:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(French Soldier:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	England; afterwards France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PROLOGUE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Chorus]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chorus	O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend" & @CRLF & _
                "	The brightest heaven of invention," & @CRLF & _
                "	A kingdom for a stage, princes to act" & @CRLF & _
                "	And monarchs to behold the swelling scene!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then should the warlike Harry, like himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Assume the port of Mars; and at his heels," & @CRLF & _
                "	Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword and fire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Crouch for employment. But pardon, and gentles all," & @CRLF & _
                "	The flat unraised spirits that have dared" & @CRLF & _
                "	On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	So great an object: can this cockpit hold" & @CRLF & _
                "	The vasty fields of France? or may we cram" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within this wooden O the very casques" & @CRLF & _
                "	That did affright the air at Agincourt?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, pardon! since a crooked figure may" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attest in little place a million;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let us, ciphers to this great accompt," & @CRLF & _
                "	On your imaginary forces work." & @CRLF & _
                "	Suppose within the girdle of these walls" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are now confined two mighty monarchies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose high upreared and abutting fronts" & @CRLF & _
                "	The perilous narrow ocean parts asunder:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into a thousand parts divide on man," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make imaginary puissance;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think when we talk of horses, that you see them" & @CRLF & _
                "	Printing their proud hoofs i' the receiving earth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings," & @CRLF & _
                "	Carry them here and there; jumping o'er times," & @CRLF & _
                "	Turning the accomplishment of many years" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into an hour-glass: for the which supply," & @CRLF & _
                "	Admit me Chorus to this history;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who prologue-like your humble patience pray," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gently to hear, kindly to judge, our play." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	London. An ante-chamber in the KING'S palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY, and the BISHOP OF ELY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANTERBURY	My lord, I'll tell you; that self bill is urged," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which in the eleventh year of the last king's reign" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was like, and had indeed against us pass'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that the scambling and unquiet time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did push it out of farther question." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELY	But how, my lord, shall we resist it now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANTERBURY	It must be thought on. If it pass against us," & @CRLF & _
                "	We lose the better half of our possession:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For all the temporal lands which men devout" & @CRLF & _
                "	By testament have given to the church" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would they strip from us; being valued thus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As much as would maintain, to the king's honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Full fifteen earls and fifteen hundred knights," & @CRLF & _
                "	Six thousand and two hundred good esquires;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, to relief of lazars and weak age," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of indigent faint souls past corporal toil." & @CRLF & _
                "	A hundred almshouses right well supplied;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to the coffers of the king beside," & @CRLF & _
                "	A thousand pounds by the year: thus runs the bill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELY	This would drink deep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANTERBURY	'Twould drink the cup and all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELY	But what prevention?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANTERBURY	The king is full of grace and fair regard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELY	And a true lover of the holy church." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANTERBURY	The courses of his youth promised it not." & @CRLF & _
                "	The breath no sooner left his father's body," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that his wildness, mortified in him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seem'd to die too; yea, at that very moment" & @CRLF & _
                "	Consideration, like an angel, came" & @CRLF & _
                "	And whipp'd the offending Adam out of him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Leaving his body as a paradise," & @CRLF & _
                "	To envelop and contain celestial spirits." & @CRLF & _
                "	Never was such a sudden scholar made;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never came reformation in a flood," & @CRLF & _
                "	With such a heady currance, scouring faults" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor never Hydra-headed wilfulness" & @CRLF & _
                "	So soon did lose his seat and all at once" & @CRLF & _
                "	As in this king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELY	                  We are blessed in the change." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANTERBURY	Hear him but reason in divinity," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all-admiring with an inward wish" & @CRLF & _
                "	You would desire the king were made a prelate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear him debate of commonwealth affairs," & @CRLF & _
                "	You would say it hath been all in all his study:" & @CRLF & _
                "	List his discourse of war, and you shall hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	A fearful battle render'd you in music:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn him to any cause of policy," & @CRLF & _
                "	The Gordian knot of it he will unloose," & @CRLF & _
                "	Familiar as his garter: that, when he speaks," & @CRLF & _
                "	The air, a charter'd libertine, is still," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the mute wonder lurketh in men's ears," & @CRLF & _
                "	To steal his sweet and honey'd sentences;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So that the art and practic part of life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must be the mistress to this theoric:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is a wonder how his grace should glean it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since his addiction was to courses vain," & @CRLF & _
                "	His companies unletter'd, rude and shallow," & @CRLF & _
                "	His hours fill'd up with riots, banquets, sports," & @CRLF & _
                "	And never noted in him any study," & @CRLF & _
                "	Any retirement, any sequestration" & @CRLF & _
                "	From open haunts and popularity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELY	The strawberry grows underneath the nettle" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wholesome berries thrive and ripen best" & @CRLF & _
                "	Neighbour'd by fruit of baser quality:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so the prince obscured his contemplation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the veil of wildness; which, no doubt," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grew like the summer grass, fastest by night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unseen, yet crescive in his faculty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANTERBURY	It must be so; for miracles are ceased;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore we must needs admit the means" & @CRLF & _
                "	How things are perfected." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELY	But, my good lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	How now for mitigation of this bill" & @CRLF & _
                "	Urged by the commons? Doth his majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Incline to it, or no?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANTERBURY	He seems indifferent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or rather swaying more upon our part" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than cherishing the exhibiters against us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I have made an offer to his majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon our spiritual convocation" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in regard of causes now in hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I have open'd to his grace at large," & @CRLF & _
                "	As touching France, to give a greater sum" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than ever at one time the clergy yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did to his predecessors part withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELY	How did this offer seem received, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANTERBURY	With good acceptance of his majesty;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Save that there was not time enough to hear," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I perceived his grace would fain have done," & @CRLF & _
                "	The severals and unhidden passages" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of his true titles to some certain dukedoms" & @CRLF & _
                "	And generally to the crown and seat of France" & @CRLF & _
                "	Derived from Edward, his great-grandfather." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELY	What was the impediment that broke this off?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANTERBURY	The French ambassador upon that instant" & @CRLF & _
                "	Craved audience; and the hour, I think, is come" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give him hearing: is it four o'clock?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELY	It is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANTERBURY	Then go we in, to know his embassy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I could with a ready guess declare," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before the Frenchman speak a word of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELY	I'll wait upon you, and I long to hear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same. The Presence chamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING HENRY V, GLOUCESTER, BEDFORD, EXETER," & @CRLF & _
                "	WARWICK, WESTMORELAND, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Where is my gracious Lord of Canterbury?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	Not here in presence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Send for him, good uncle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	Shall we call in the ambassador, my liege?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Not yet, my cousin: we would be resolved," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before we hear him, of some things of weight" & @CRLF & _
                "	That task our thoughts, concerning us and France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY, and the BISHOP of ELY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANTERBURY	God and his angels guard your sacred throne" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make you long become it!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Sure, we thank you." & @CRLF & _
                "	My learned lord, we pray you to proceed" & @CRLF & _
                "	And justly and religiously unfold" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why the law Salique that they have in France" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or should, or should not, bar us in our claim:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And God forbid, my dear and faithful lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you should fashion, wrest, or bow your reading," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or nicely charge your understanding soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	With opening titles miscreate, whose right" & @CRLF & _
                "	Suits not in native colours with the truth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For God doth know how many now in health" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall drop their blood in approbation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what your reverence shall incite us to." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore take heed how you impawn our person," & @CRLF & _
                "	How you awake our sleeping sword of war:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We charge you, in the name of God, take heed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For never two such kingdoms did contend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without much fall of blood; whose guiltless drops" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are every one a woe, a sore complaint" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Gainst him whose wrong gives edge unto the swords" & @CRLF & _
                "	That make such waste in brief mortality." & @CRLF & _
                "	Under this conjuration, speak, my lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For we will hear, note and believe in heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	That what you speak is in your conscience wash'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	As pure as sin with baptism." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANTERBURY	Then hear me, gracious sovereign, and you peers," & @CRLF & _
                "	That owe yourselves, your lives and services" & @CRLF & _
                "	To this imperial throne. There is no bar" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make against your highness' claim to France" & @CRLF & _
                "	But this, which they produce from Pharamond," & @CRLF & _
                "	'In terram Salicam mulieres ne succedant:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	'No woman shall succeed in Salique land:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which Salique land the French unjustly gloze" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be the realm of France, and Pharamond" & @CRLF & _
                "	The founder of this law and female bar." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet their own authors faithfully affirm" & @CRLF & _
                "	That the land Salique is in Germany," & @CRLF & _
                "	Between the floods of Sala and of Elbe;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where Charles the Great, having subdued the Saxons," & @CRLF & _
                "	There left behind and settled certain French;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, holding in disdain the German women" & @CRLF & _
                "	For some dishonest manners of their life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Establish'd then this law; to wit, no female" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should be inheritrix in Salique land:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which Salique, as I said, 'twixt Elbe and Sala," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is at this day in Germany call'd Meisen." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then doth it well appear that Salique law" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was not devised for the realm of France:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor did the French possess the Salique land" & @CRLF & _
                "	Until four hundred one and twenty years" & @CRLF & _
                "	After defunction of King Pharamond," & @CRLF & _
                "	Idly supposed the founder of this law;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who died within the year of our redemption" & @CRLF & _
                "	Four hundred twenty-six; and Charles the Great" & @CRLF & _
                "	Subdued the Saxons, and did seat the French" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beyond the river Sala, in the year" & @CRLF & _
                "	Eight hundred five. Besides, their writers say," & @CRLF & _
                "	King Pepin, which deposed Childeric," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did, as heir general, being descended" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Blithild, which was daughter to King Clothair," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make claim and title to the crown of France." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hugh Capet also, who usurped the crown" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Charles the duke of Lorraine, sole heir male" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the true line and stock of Charles the Great," & @CRLF & _
                "	To find his title with some shows of truth," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Through, in pure truth, it was corrupt and naught," & @CRLF & _
                "	Convey'd himself as heir to the Lady Lingare," & @CRLF & _
                "	Daughter to Charlemain, who was the son" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Lewis the emperor, and Lewis the son" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Charles the Great. Also King Lewis the Tenth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who was sole heir to the usurper Capet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Could not keep quiet in his conscience," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wearing the crown of France, till satisfied" & @CRLF & _
                "	That fair Queen Isabel, his grandmother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was lineal of the Lady Ermengare," & @CRLF & _
                "	Daughter to Charles the foresaid duke of Lorraine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By the which marriage the line of Charles the Great" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was re-united to the crown of France." & @CRLF & _
                "	So that, as clear as is the summer's sun." & @CRLF & _
                "	King Pepin's title and Hugh Capet's claim," & @CRLF & _
                "	King Lewis his satisfaction, all appear" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hold in right and title of the female:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So do the kings of France unto this day;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Howbeit they would hold up this Salique law" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bar your highness claiming from the female," & @CRLF & _
                "	And rather choose to hide them in a net" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than amply to imbar their crooked titles" & @CRLF & _
                "	Usurp'd from you and your progenitors." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	May I with right and conscience make this claim?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANTERBURY	The sin upon my head, dread sovereign!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For in the book of Numbers is it writ," & @CRLF & _
                "	When the man dies, let the inheritance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Descend unto the daughter. Gracious lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand for your own; unwind your bloody flag;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look back into your mighty ancestors:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, my dread lord, to your great-grandsire's tomb," & @CRLF & _
                "	From whom you claim; invoke his warlike spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	And your great-uncle's, Edward the Black Prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who on the French ground play'd a tragedy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Making defeat on the full power of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles his most mighty father on a hill" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stood smiling to behold his lion's whelp" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forage in blood of French nobility." & @CRLF & _
                "	O noble English. that could entertain" & @CRLF & _
                "	With half their forces the full Pride of France" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let another half stand laughing by," & @CRLF & _
                "	All out of work and cold for action!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELY	Awake remembrance of these valiant dead" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with your puissant arm renew their feats:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are their heir; you sit upon their throne;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The blood and courage that renowned them" & @CRLF & _
                "	Runs in your veins; and my thrice-puissant liege" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is in the very May-morn of his youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ripe for exploits and mighty enterprises." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	Your brother kings and monarchs of the earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do all expect that you should rouse yourself," & @CRLF & _
                "	As did the former lions of your blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	They know your grace hath cause and means and might;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So hath your highness; never king of England" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had nobles richer and more loyal subjects," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose hearts have left their bodies here in England" & @CRLF & _
                "	And lie pavilion'd in the fields of France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANTERBURY	O, let their bodies follow, my dear liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	With blood and sword and fire to win your right;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In aid whereof we of the spiritualty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will raise your highness such a mighty sum" & @CRLF & _
                "	As never did the clergy at one time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring in to any of your ancestors." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	We must not only arm to invade the French," & @CRLF & _
                "	But lay down our proportions to defend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the Scot, who will make road upon us" & @CRLF & _
                "	With all advantages." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANTERBURY	They of those marches, gracious sovereign," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be a wall sufficient to defend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our inland from the pilfering borderers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	We do not mean the coursing snatchers only," & @CRLF & _
                "	But fear the main intendment of the Scot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who hath been still a giddy neighbour to us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For you shall read that my great-grandfather" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never went with his forces into France" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that the Scot on his unfurnish'd kingdom" & @CRLF & _
                "	Came pouring, like the tide into a breach," & @CRLF & _
                "	With ample and brim fulness of his force," & @CRLF & _
                "	Galling the gleaned land with hot assays," & @CRLF & _
                "	Girding with grievous siege castles and towns;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That England, being empty of defence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath shook and trembled at the ill neighbourhood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANTERBURY	She hath been then more fear'd than harm'd, my liege;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For hear her but exampled by herself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When all her chivalry hath been in France" & @CRLF & _
                "	And she a mourning widow of her nobles," & @CRLF & _
                "	She hath herself not only well defended" & @CRLF & _
                "	But taken and impounded as a stray" & @CRLF & _
                "	The King of Scots; whom she did send to France," & @CRLF & _
                "	To fill King Edward's fame with prisoner kings" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make her chronicle as rich with praise" & @CRLF & _
                "	As is the ooze and bottom of the sea" & @CRLF & _
                "	With sunken wreck and sunless treasuries." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	But there's a saying very old and true," & @CRLF & _
                "	'If that you will France win," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then with Scotland first begin:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	For once the eagle England being in prey," & @CRLF & _
                "	To her unguarded nest the weasel Scot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Comes sneaking and so sucks her princely eggs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Playing the mouse in absence of the cat," & @CRLF & _
                "	To tear and havoc more than she can eat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	It follows then the cat must stay at home:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet that is but a crush'd necessity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since we have locks to safeguard necessaries," & @CRLF & _
                "	And pretty traps to catch the petty thieves." & @CRLF & _
                "	While that the armed hand doth fight abroad," & @CRLF & _
                "	The advised head defends itself at home;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For government, though high and low and lower," & @CRLF & _
                "	Put into parts, doth keep in one consent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Congreeing in a full and natural close," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like music." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CANTERBURY	          Therefore doth heaven divide" & @CRLF & _
                "	The state of man in divers functions," & @CRLF & _
                "	Setting endeavour in continual motion;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To which is fixed, as an aim or butt," & @CRLF & _
                "	Obedience: for so work the honey-bees," & @CRLF & _
                "	Creatures that by a rule in nature teach" & @CRLF & _
                "	The act of order to a peopled kingdom." & @CRLF & _
                "	They have a king and officers of sorts;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where some, like magistrates, correct at home," & @CRLF & _
                "	Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad," & @CRLF & _
                "	Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which pillage they with merry march bring home" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the tent-royal of their emperor;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, busied in his majesty, surveys" & @CRLF & _
                "	The singing masons building roofs of gold," & @CRLF & _
                "	The civil citizens kneading up the honey," & @CRLF & _
                "	The poor mechanic porters crowding in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate," & @CRLF & _
                "	The sad-eyed justice, with his surly hum," & @CRLF & _
                "	Delivering o'er to executors pale" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lazy yawning drone. I this infer," & @CRLF & _
                "	That many things, having full reference" & @CRLF & _
                "	To one consent, may work contrariously:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As many arrows, loosed several ways," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come to one mark; as many ways meet in one town;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As many fresh streams meet in one salt sea;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As many lines close in the dial's centre;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So may a thousand actions, once afoot." & @CRLF & _
                "	End in one purpose, and be all well borne" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without defeat. Therefore to France, my liege." & @CRLF & _
                "	Divide your happy England into four;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereof take you one quarter into France," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you withal shall make all Gallia shake." & @CRLF & _
                "	If we, with thrice such powers left at home," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot defend our own doors from the dog," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us be worried and our nation lose" & @CRLF & _
                "	The name of hardiness and policy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Call in the messengers sent from the Dauphin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt some Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now are we well resolved; and, by God's help," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yours, the noble sinews of our power," & @CRLF & _
                "	France being ours, we'll bend it to our awe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or break it all to pieces: or there we'll sit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ruling in large and ample empery" & @CRLF & _
                "	O'er France and all her almost kingly dukedoms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or lay these bones in an unworthy urn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tombless, with no remembrance over them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either our history shall with full mouth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak freely of our acts, or else our grave," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like Turkish mute, shall have a tongueless mouth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not worshipp'd with a waxen epitaph." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Ambassadors of France]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now are we well prepared to know the pleasure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of our fair cousin Dauphin; for we hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your greeting is from him, not from the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Ambassador	May't please your majesty to give us leave" & @CRLF & _
                "	Freely to render what we have in charge;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or shall we sparingly show you far off" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Dauphin's meaning and our embassy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	We are no tyrant, but a Christian king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto whose grace our passion is as subject" & @CRLF & _
                "	As are our wretches fetter'd in our prisons:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore with frank and with uncurbed plainness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell us the Dauphin's mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Ambassador	Thus, then, in few." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your highness, lately sending into France," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did claim some certain dukedoms, in the right" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of your great predecessor, King Edward the Third." & @CRLF & _
                "	In answer of which claim, the prince our master" & @CRLF & _
                "	Says that you savour too much of your youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bids you be advised there's nought in France" & @CRLF & _
                "	That can be with a nimble galliard won;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You cannot revel into dukedoms there." & @CRLF & _
                "	He therefore sends you, meeter for your spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	This tun of treasure; and, in lieu of this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Desires you let the dukedoms that you claim" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear no more of you. This the Dauphin speaks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	What treasure, uncle?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	Tennis-balls, my liege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	We are glad the Dauphin is so pleasant with us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His present and your pains we thank you for:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When we have march'd our rackets to these balls," & @CRLF & _
                "	We will, in France, by God's grace, play a set" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall strike his father's crown into the hazard." & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell him he hath made a match with such a wrangler" & @CRLF & _
                "	That all the courts of France will be disturb'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With chaces. And we understand him well," & @CRLF & _
                "	How he comes o'er us with our wilder days," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not measuring what use we made of them." & @CRLF & _
                "	We never valued this poor seat of England;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore, living hence, did give ourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	To barbarous licence; as 'tis ever common" & @CRLF & _
                "	That men are merriest when they are from home." & @CRLF & _
                "	But tell the Dauphin I will keep my state," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be like a king and show my sail of greatness" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I do rouse me in my throne of France:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For that I have laid by my majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	And plodded like a man for working-days," & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will rise there with so full a glory" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I will dazzle all the eyes of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, strike the Dauphin blind to look on us." & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell the pleasant prince this mock of his" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath turn'd his balls to gun-stones; and his soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall stand sore charged for the wasteful vengeance" & @CRLF & _
                "	That shall fly with them: for many a thousand widows" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall this his mock mock out of their dear husbands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mock mothers from their sons, mock castles down;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And some are yet ungotten and unborn" & @CRLF & _
                "	That shall have cause to curse the Dauphin's scorn." & @CRLF & _
                "	But this lies all within the will of God," & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom I do appeal; and in whose name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell you the Dauphin I am coming on," & @CRLF & _
                "	To venge me as I may and to put forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	My rightful hand in a well-hallow'd cause." & @CRLF & _
                "	So get you hence in peace; and tell the Dauphin" & @CRLF & _
                "	His jest will savour but of shallow wit," & @CRLF & _
                "	When thousands weep more than did laugh at it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Convey them with safe conduct. Fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Ambassadors]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	This was a merry message." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	We hope to make the sender blush at it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, my lords, omit no happy hour" & @CRLF & _
                "	That may give furtherance to our expedition;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For we have now no thought in us but France," & @CRLF & _
                "	Save those to God, that run before our business." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore let our proportions for these wars" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be soon collected and all things thought upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	That may with reasonable swiftness add" & @CRLF & _
                "	More feathers to our wings; for, God before," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll chide this Dauphin at his father's door." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore let every man now task his thought," & @CRLF & _
                "	That this fair action may on foot be brought." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt. Flourish]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PROLOGUE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Chorus]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chorus	Now all the youth of England are on fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	And silken dalliance in the wardrobe lies:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now thrive the armourers, and honour's thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reigns solely in the breast of every man:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They sell the pasture now to buy the horse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Following the mirror of all Christian kings," & @CRLF & _
                "	With winged heels, as English Mercuries." & @CRLF & _
                "	For now sits Expectation in the air," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hides a sword from hilts unto the point" & @CRLF & _
                "	With crowns imperial, crowns and coronets," & @CRLF & _
                "	Promised to Harry and his followers." & @CRLF & _
                "	The French, advised by good intelligence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this most dreadful preparation," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shake in their fear and with pale policy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seek to divert the English purposes." & @CRLF & _
                "	O England! model to thy inward greatness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like little body with a mighty heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	What mightst thou do, that honour would thee do," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were all thy children kind and natural!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But see thy fault! France hath in thee found out" & @CRLF & _
                "	A nest of hollow bosoms, which he fills" & @CRLF & _
                "	With treacherous crowns; and three corrupted men," & @CRLF & _
                "	One, Richard Earl of Cambridge, and the second," & @CRLF & _
                "	Henry Lord Scroop of Masham, and the third," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Thomas Grey, knight, of Northumberland," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have, for the gilt of France,--O guilt indeed!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Confirm'd conspiracy with fearful France;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by their hands this grace of kings must die," & @CRLF & _
                "	If hell and treason hold their promises," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere he take ship for France, and in Southampton." & @CRLF & _
                "	Linger your patience on; and we'll digest" & @CRLF & _
                "	The abuse of distance; force a play:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sum is paid; the traitors are agreed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king is set from London; and the scene" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is now transported, gentles, to Southampton;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is the playhouse now, there must you sit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thence to France shall we convey you safe," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring you back, charming the narrow seas" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give you gentle pass; for, if we may," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll not offend one stomach with our play." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, till the king come forth, and not till then," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto Southampton do we shift our scene." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	London. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Corporal NYM and Lieutenant BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Well met, Corporal Nym." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	Good morrow, Lieutenant Bardolph." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	What, are Ancient Pistol and you friends yet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	For my part, I care not: I say little; but when" & @CRLF & _
                "	time shall serve, there shall be smiles; but that" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall be as it may. I dare not fight; but I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	wink and hold out mine iron: it is a simple one; but" & @CRLF & _
                "	what though? it will toast cheese, and it will" & @CRLF & _
                "	endure cold as another man's sword will: and" & @CRLF & _
                "	there's an end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	I will bestow a breakfast to make you friends; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	we'll be all three sworn brothers to France: let it" & @CRLF & _
                "	be so, good Corporal Nym." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	Faith, I will live so long as I may, that's the" & @CRLF & _
                "	certain of it; and when I cannot live any longer, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will do as I may: that is my rest, that is the" & @CRLF & _
                "	rendezvous of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	It is certain, corporal, that he is married to Nell" & @CRLF & _
                "	Quickly: and certainly she did you wrong; for you" & @CRLF & _
                "	were troth-plight to her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	I cannot tell: things must be as they may: men may" & @CRLF & _
                "	sleep, and they may have their throats about them at" & @CRLF & _
                "	that time; and some say knives have edges. It must" & @CRLF & _
                "	be as it may: though patience be a tired mare, yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	she will plod. There must be conclusions. Well, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	cannot tell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PISTOL and Hostess]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Here comes Ancient Pistol and his wife: good" & @CRLF & _
                "	corporal, be patient here. How now, mine host Pistol!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Base tike, call'st thou me host? Now, by this hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	I swear, I scorn the term; Nor shall my Nell keep lodgers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	No, by my troth, not long; for we cannot lodge and" & @CRLF & _
                "	board a dozen or fourteen gentlewomen that live" & @CRLF & _
                "	honestly by the prick of their needles, but it will" & @CRLF & _
                "	be thought we keep a bawdy house straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[NYM and PISTOL draw]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O well a day, Lady, if he be not drawn now! we" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall see wilful adultery and murder committed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Good lieutenant! good corporal! offer nothing here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	Pish!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Pish for thee, Iceland dog! thou prick-ear'd cur of Iceland!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	Good Corporal Nym, show thy valour, and put up your sword." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	Will you shog off? I would have you solus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	'Solus,' egregious dog? O viper vile!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The 'solus' in thy most mervailous face;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The 'solus' in thy teeth, and in thy throat," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in thy hateful lungs, yea, in thy maw, perdy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, which is worse, within thy nasty mouth!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do retort the 'solus' in thy bowels;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I can take, and Pistol's cock is up," & @CRLF & _
                "	And flashing fire will follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	I am not Barbason; you cannot conjure me. I have an" & @CRLF & _
                "	humour to knock you indifferently well. If you grow" & @CRLF & _
                "	foul with me, Pistol, I will scour you with my" & @CRLF & _
                "	rapier, as I may, in fair terms: if you would walk" & @CRLF & _
                "	off, I would prick your guts a little, in good" & @CRLF & _
                "	terms, as I may: and that's the humour of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	O braggart vile and damned furious wight!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The grave doth gape, and doting death is near;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore exhale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Hear me, hear me what I say: he that strikes the" & @CRLF & _
                "	first stroke, I'll run him up to the hilts, as I am a soldier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Draws]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	An oath of mickle might; and fury shall abate." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me thy fist, thy fore-foot to me give:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy spirits are most tall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	I will cut thy throat, one time or other, in fair" & @CRLF & _
                "	terms: that is the humour of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	'Couple a gorge!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	That is the word. I thee defy again." & @CRLF & _
                "	O hound of Crete, think'st thou my spouse to get?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No; to the spital go," & @CRLF & _
                "	And from the powdering tub of infamy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fetch forth the lazar kite of Cressid's kind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doll Tearsheet she by name, and her espouse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have, and I will hold, the quondam Quickly" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the only she; and--pauca, there's enough. Go to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Boy]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	Mine host Pistol, you must come to my master, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, hostess: he is very sick, and would to bed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good Bardolph, put thy face between his sheets, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	do the office of a warming-pan. Faith, he's very ill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Away, you rogue!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	By my troth, he'll yield the crow a pudding one of" & @CRLF & _
                "	these days. The king has killed his heart. Good" & @CRLF & _
                "	husband, come home presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Hostess and Boy]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Come, shall I make you two friends? We must to" & @CRLF & _
                "	France together: why the devil should we keep" & @CRLF & _
                "	knives to cut one another's throats?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Let floods o'erswell, and fiends for food howl on!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	You'll pay me the eight shillings I won of you at betting?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Base is the slave that pays." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	That now I will have: that's the humour of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	As manhood shall compound: push home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They draw]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	By this sword, he that makes the first thrust, I'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	kill him; by this sword, I will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Sword is an oath, and oaths must have their course." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Corporal Nym, an thou wilt be friends, be friends:" & @CRLF & _
                "	an thou wilt not, why, then, be enemies with me too." & @CRLF & _
                "	Prithee, put up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	I shall have my eight shillings I won of you at betting?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	A noble shalt thou have, and present pay;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And liquor likewise will I give to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	And friendship shall combine, and brotherhood:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll live by Nym, and Nym shall live by me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not this just? for I shall sutler be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the camp, and profits will accrue." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me thy hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	I shall have my noble?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	In cash most justly paid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	Well, then, that's the humour of't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Hostess]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	As ever you came of women, come in quickly to Sir" & @CRLF & _
                "	John. Ah, poor heart! he is so shaked of a burning" & @CRLF & _
                "	quotidian tertian, that it is most lamentable to" & @CRLF & _
                "	behold. Sweet men, come to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	The king hath run bad humours on the knight; that's" & @CRLF & _
                "	the even of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Nym, thou hast spoke the right;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His heart is fracted and corroborate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	The king is a good king: but it must be as it may;" & @CRLF & _
                "	he passes some humours and careers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Let us condole the knight; for, lambkins we will live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Southampton. A council-chamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EXETER, BEDFORD, and WESTMORELAND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEDFORD	'Fore God, his grace is bold, to trust these traitors." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	They shall be apprehended by and by." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	How smooth and even they do bear themselves!" & @CRLF & _
                "	As if allegiance in their bosoms sat," & @CRLF & _
                "	Crowned with faith and constant loyalty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEDFORD	The king hath note of all that they intend," & @CRLF & _
                "	By interception which they dream not of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	Nay, but the man that was his bedfellow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom he hath dull'd and cloy'd with gracious favours," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he should, for a foreign purse, so sell" & @CRLF & _
                "	His sovereign's life to death and treachery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpets sound. Enter KING HENRY V, SCROOP," & @CRLF & _
                "	CAMBRIDGE, GREY, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Now sits the wind fair, and we will aboard." & @CRLF & _
                "	My Lord of Cambridge, and my kind Lord of Masham," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you, my gentle knight, give me your thoughts:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think you not that the powers we bear with us" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will cut their passage through the force of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doing the execution and the act" & @CRLF & _
                "	For which we have in head assembled them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCROOP	No doubt, my liege, if each man do his best." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	I doubt not that; since we are well persuaded" & @CRLF & _
                "	We carry not a heart with us from hence" & @CRLF & _
                "	That grows not in a fair consent with ours," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor leave not one behind that doth not wish" & @CRLF & _
                "	Success and conquest to attend on us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMBRIDGE	Never was monarch better fear'd and loved" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than is your majesty: there's not, I think, a subject" & @CRLF & _
                "	That sits in heart-grief and uneasiness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the sweet shade of your government." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREY	True: those that were your father's enemies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have steep'd their galls in honey and do serve you" & @CRLF & _
                "	With hearts create of duty and of zeal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	We therefore have great cause of thankfulness;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And shall forget the office of our hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sooner than quittance of desert and merit" & @CRLF & _
                "	According to the weight and worthiness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCROOP	So service shall with steeled sinews toil," & @CRLF & _
                "	And labour shall refresh itself with hope," & @CRLF & _
                "	To do your grace incessant services." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	We judge no less. Uncle of Exeter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Enlarge the man committed yesterday," & @CRLF & _
                "	That rail'd against our person: we consider" & @CRLF & _
                "	it was excess of wine that set him on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And on his more advice we pardon him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCROOP	That's mercy, but too much security:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him be punish'd, sovereign, lest example" & @CRLF & _
                "	Breed, by his sufferance, more of such a kind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	O, let us yet be merciful." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMBRIDGE	So may your highness, and yet punish too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREY	Sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	You show great mercy, if you give him life," & @CRLF & _
                "	After the taste of much correction." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Alas, your too much love and care of me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are heavy orisons 'gainst this poor wretch!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If little faults, proceeding on distemper," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall not be wink'd at, how shall we stretch our eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	When capital crimes, chew'd, swallow'd and digested," & @CRLF & _
                "	Appear before us? We'll yet enlarge that man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though Cambridge, Scroop and Grey, in their dear care" & @CRLF & _
                "	And tender preservation of our person," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would have him punished. And now to our French causes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who are the late commissioners?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMBRIDGE	I one, my lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your highness bade me ask for it to-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCROOP	So did you me, my liege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREY	And I, my royal sovereign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Then, Richard Earl of Cambridge, there is yours;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There yours, Lord Scroop of Masham; and, sir knight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grey of Northumberland, this same is yours:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Read them; and know, I know your worthiness." & @CRLF & _
                "	My Lord of Westmoreland, and uncle Exeter," & @CRLF & _
                "	We will aboard to night. Why, how now, gentlemen!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What see you in those papers that you lose" & @CRLF & _
                "	So much complexion? Look ye, how they change!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their cheeks are paper. Why, what read you there" & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath so cowarded and chased your blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of appearance?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMBRIDGE	                  I do confess my fault;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And do submit me to your highness' mercy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREY	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  To which we all appeal." & @CRLF & _
                "SCROOP	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	The mercy that was quick in us but late," & @CRLF & _
                "	By your own counsel is suppress'd and kill'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You must not dare, for shame, to talk of mercy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For your own reasons turn into your bosoms," & @CRLF & _
                "	As dogs upon their masters, worrying you." & @CRLF & _
                "	See you, my princes, and my noble peers," & @CRLF & _
                "	These English monsters! My Lord of Cambridge here," & @CRLF & _
                "	You know how apt our love was to accord" & @CRLF & _
                "	To furnish him with all appertinents" & @CRLF & _
                "	Belonging to his honour; and this man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath, for a few light crowns, lightly conspired," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sworn unto the practises of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	To kill us here in Hampton: to the which" & @CRLF & _
                "	This knight, no less for bounty bound to us" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than Cambridge is, hath likewise sworn. But, O," & @CRLF & _
                "	What shall I say to thee, Lord Scroop? thou cruel," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ingrateful, savage and inhuman creature!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou that didst bear the key of all my counsels," & @CRLF & _
                "	That knew'st the very bottom of my soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	That almost mightst have coin'd me into gold," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wouldst thou have practised on me for thy use," & @CRLF & _
                "	May it be possible, that foreign hire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could out of thee extract one spark of evil" & @CRLF & _
                "	That might annoy my finger? 'tis so strange," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, though the truth of it stands off as gross" & @CRLF & _
                "	As black and white, my eye will scarcely see it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Treason and murder ever kept together," & @CRLF & _
                "	As two yoke-devils sworn to either's purpose," & @CRLF & _
                "	Working so grossly in a natural cause," & @CRLF & _
                "	That admiration did not whoop at them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But thou, 'gainst all proportion, didst bring in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wonder to wait on treason and on murder:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And whatsoever cunning fiend it was" & @CRLF & _
                "	That wrought upon thee so preposterously" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath got the voice in hell for excellence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All other devils that suggest by treasons" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do botch and bungle up damnation" & @CRLF & _
                "	With patches, colours, and with forms being fetch'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	From glistering semblances of piety;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But he that temper'd thee bade thee stand up," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gave thee no instance why thou shouldst do treason," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless to dub thee with the name of traitor." & @CRLF & _
                "	If that same demon that hath gull'd thee thus" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should with his lion gait walk the whole world," & @CRLF & _
                "	He might return to vasty Tartar back," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell the legions 'I can never win" & @CRLF & _
                "	A soul so easy as that Englishman's.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, how hast thou with 'jealousy infected" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sweetness of affiance! Show men dutiful?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, so didst thou: seem they grave and learned?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, so didst thou: come they of noble family?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, so didst thou: seem they religious?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, so didst thou: or are they spare in diet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Free from gross passion or of mirth or anger," & @CRLF & _
                "	Constant in spirit, not swerving with the blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Garnish'd and deck'd in modest complement," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not working with the eye without the ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	And but in purged judgment trusting neither?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such and so finely bolted didst thou seem:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thus thy fall hath left a kind of blot," & @CRLF & _
                "	To mark the full-fraught man and best indued" & @CRLF & _
                "	With some suspicion. I will weep for thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this revolt of thine, methinks, is like" & @CRLF & _
                "	Another fall of man. Their faults are open:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Arrest them to the answer of the law;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And God acquit them of their practises!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	   I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Richard Earl of Cambridge." & @CRLF & _
                "	I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Henry Lord Scroop of Masham." & @CRLF & _
                "	I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thomas Grey, knight, of Northumberland." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCROOP	Our purposes God justly hath discover'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I repent my fault more than my death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I beseech your highness to forgive," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although my body pay the price of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMBRIDGE	For me, the gold of France did not seduce;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Although I did admit it as a motive" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sooner to effect what I intended:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But God be thanked for prevention;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I in sufferance heartily will rejoice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Beseeching God and you to pardon me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREY	Never did faithful subject more rejoice" & @CRLF & _
                "	At the discovery of most dangerous treason" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than I do at this hour joy o'er myself." & @CRLF & _
                "	Prevented from a damned enterprise:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My fault, but not my body, pardon, sovereign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	God quit you in his mercy! Hear your sentence." & @CRLF & _
                "	You have conspired against our royal person," & @CRLF & _
                "	Join'd with an enemy proclaim'd and from his coffers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Received the golden earnest of our death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein you would have sold your king to slaughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	His princes and his peers to servitude," & @CRLF & _
                "	His subjects to oppression and contempt" & @CRLF & _
                "	And his whole kingdom into desolation." & @CRLF & _
                "	Touching our person seek we no revenge;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But we our kingdom's safety must so tender," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose ruin you have sought, that to her laws" & @CRLF & _
                "	We do deliver you. Get you therefore hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor miserable wretches, to your death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The taste whereof, God of his mercy give" & @CRLF & _
                "	You patience to endure, and true repentance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all your dear offences! Bear them hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt CAMBRIDGE, SCROOP and GREY, guarded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, lords, for France; the enterprise whereof" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be to you, as us, like glorious." & @CRLF & _
                "	We doubt not of a fair and lucky war," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since God so graciously hath brought to light" & @CRLF & _
                "	This dangerous treason lurking in our way" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hinder our beginnings. We doubt not now" & @CRLF & _
                "	But every rub is smoothed on our way." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then forth, dear countrymen: let us deliver" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our puissance into the hand of God," & @CRLF & _
                "	Putting it straight in expedition." & @CRLF & _
                "	Cheerly to sea; the signs of war advance:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No king of England, if not king of France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	London. Before a tavern." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PISTOL, Hostess, NYM, BARDOLPH, and Boy]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	Prithee, honey-sweet husband, let me bring thee to Staines." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	No; for my manly heart doth yearn." & @CRLF & _
                "	Bardolph, be blithe: Nym, rouse thy vaunting veins:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Boy, bristle thy courage up; for Falstaff he is dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we must yearn therefore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Would I were with him, wheresome'er he is, either in" & @CRLF & _
                "	heaven or in hell!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	Nay, sure, he's not in hell: he's in Arthur's" & @CRLF & _
                "	bosom, if ever man went to Arthur's bosom. A' made" & @CRLF & _
                "	a finer end and went away an it had been any" & @CRLF & _
                "	christom child; a' parted even just between twelve" & @CRLF & _
                "	and one, even at the turning o' the tide: for after" & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw him fumble with the sheets and play with" & @CRLF & _
                "	flowers and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew" & @CRLF & _
                "	there was but one way; for his nose was as sharp as" & @CRLF & _
                "	a pen, and a' babbled of green fields. 'How now," & @CRLF & _
                "	sir John!' quoth I	'what, man! be o' good" & @CRLF & _
                "	cheer.' So a' cried out 'God, God, God!' three or" & @CRLF & _
                "	four times. Now I, to comfort him, bid him a'" & @CRLF & _
                "	should not think of God; I hoped there was no need" & @CRLF & _
                "	to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet. So" & @CRLF & _
                "	a' bade me lay more clothes on his feet: I put my" & @CRLF & _
                "	hand into the bed and felt them, and they were as" & @CRLF & _
                "	cold as any stone; then I felt to his knees, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	they were as cold as any stone, and so upward and" & @CRLF & _
                "	upward, and all was as cold as any stone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	They say he cried out of sack." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	Ay, that a' did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	And of women." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	Nay, that a' did not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	Yes, that a' did; and said they were devils" & @CRLF & _
                "	incarnate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	A' could never abide carnation; 'twas a colour he" & @CRLF & _
                "	never liked." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	A' said once, the devil would have him about women." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	A' did in some sort, indeed, handle women; but then" & @CRLF & _
                "	he was rheumatic, and talked of the whore of Babylon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	Do you not remember, a' saw a flea stick upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bardolph's nose, and a' said it was a black soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	burning in hell-fire?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Well, the fuel is gone that maintained that fire:" & @CRLF & _
                "	that's all the riches I got in his service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	Shall we shog? the king will be gone from" & @CRLF & _
                "	Southampton." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Come, let's away. My love, give me thy lips." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look to my chattels and my movables:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let senses rule; the word is 'Pitch and Pay:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Trust none;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For oaths are straws, men's faiths are wafer-cakes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hold-fast is the only dog, my duck:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, Caveto be thy counsellor." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, clear thy crystals. Yoke-fellows in arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us to France; like horse-leeches, my boys," & @CRLF & _
                "	To suck, to suck, the very blood to suck!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	And that's but unwholesome food they say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Touch her soft mouth, and march." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Farewell, hostess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kissing her]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	I cannot kiss, that is the humour of it; but, adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Let housewifery appear: keep close, I thee command." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	Farewell; adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	France. The KING'S palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter the FRENCH KING, the DAUPHIN, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	DUKES of BERRI and BRETAGNE, the Constable, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING OF FRANCE	Thus comes the English with full power upon us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And more than carefully it us concerns" & @CRLF & _
                "	To answer royally in our defences." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore the Dukes of Berri and of Bretagne," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Brabant and of Orleans, shall make forth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you, Prince Dauphin, with all swift dispatch," & @CRLF & _
                "	To line and new repair our towns of war" & @CRLF & _
                "	With men of courage and with means defendant;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For England his approaches makes as fierce" & @CRLF & _
                "	As waters to the sucking of a gulf." & @CRLF & _
                "	It fits us then to be as provident" & @CRLF & _
                "	As fear may teach us out of late examples" & @CRLF & _
                "	Left by the fatal and neglected English" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon our fields." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	                  My most redoubted father," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is most meet we arm us 'gainst the foe;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For peace itself should not so dull a kingdom," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though war nor no known quarrel were in question," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that defences, musters, preparations," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should be maintain'd, assembled and collected," & @CRLF & _
                "	As were a war in expectation." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, I say 'tis meet we all go forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	To view the sick and feeble parts of France:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let us do it with no show of fear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, with no more than if we heard that England" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were busied with a Whitsun morris-dance:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, my good liege, she is so idly king'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her sceptre so fantastically borne" & @CRLF & _
                "	By a vain, giddy, shallow, humorous youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	That fear attends her not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	O peace, Prince Dauphin!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are too much mistaken in this king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Question your grace the late ambassadors," & @CRLF & _
                "	With what great state he heard their embassy," & @CRLF & _
                "	How well supplied with noble counsellors," & @CRLF & _
                "	How modest in exception, and withal" & @CRLF & _
                "	How terrible in constant resolution," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you shall find his vanities forespent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were but the outside of the Roman Brutus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Covering discretion with a coat of folly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As gardeners do with ordure hide those roots" & @CRLF & _
                "	That shall first spring and be most delicate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	Well, 'tis not so, my lord high constable;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But though we think it so, it is no matter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In cases of defence 'tis best to weigh" & @CRLF & _
                "	The enemy more mighty than he seems:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So the proportions of defence are fill'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which of a weak or niggardly projection" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth, like a miser, spoil his coat with scanting" & @CRLF & _
                "	A little cloth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING OF FRANCE	                  Think we King Harry strong;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, princes, look you strongly arm to meet him." & @CRLF & _
                "	The kindred of him hath been flesh'd upon us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he is bred out of that bloody strain" & @CRLF & _
                "	That haunted us in our familiar paths:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Witness our too much memorable shame" & @CRLF & _
                "	When Cressy battle fatally was struck," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all our princes captiv'd by the hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of that black name, Edward, Black Prince of Wales;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles that his mountain sire, on mountain standing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Up in the air, crown'd with the golden sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	Saw his heroical seed, and smiled to see him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mangle the work of nature and deface" & @CRLF & _
                "	The patterns that by God and by French fathers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had twenty years been made. This is a stem" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of that victorious stock; and let us fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	The native mightiness and fate of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Ambassadors from Harry King of England" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do crave admittance to your majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING OF FRANCE	We'll give them present audience. Go, and bring them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Messenger and certain Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You see this chase is hotly follow'd, friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	Turn head, and stop pursuit; for coward dogs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most spend their mouths when what they seem to threaten" & @CRLF & _
                "	Runs far before them. Good my sovereign," & @CRLF & _
                "	Take up the English short, and let them know" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what a monarchy you are the head:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin" & @CRLF & _
                "	As self-neglecting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Lords, with EXETER and train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING OF FRANCE	From our brother England?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	From him; and thus he greets your majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "	He wills you, in the name of God Almighty," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you divest yourself, and lay apart" & @CRLF & _
                "	The borrow'd glories that by gift of heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	By law of nature and of nations, 'long" & @CRLF & _
                "	To him and to his heirs; namely, the crown" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all wide-stretched honours that pertain" & @CRLF & _
                "	By custom and the ordinance of times" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the crown of France. That you may know" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis no sinister nor no awkward claim," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pick'd from the worm-holes of long-vanish'd days," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor from the dust of old oblivion raked," & @CRLF & _
                "	He sends you this most memorable line," & @CRLF & _
                "	In every branch truly demonstrative;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Willing to overlook this pedigree:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when you find him evenly derived" & @CRLF & _
                "	From his most famed of famous ancestors," & @CRLF & _
                "	Edward the Third, he bids you then resign" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your crown and kingdom, indirectly held" & @CRLF & _
                "	From him the native and true challenger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING OF FRANCE	Or else what follows?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	Bloody constraint; for if you hide the crown" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in your hearts, there will he rake for it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore in fierce tempest is he coming," & @CRLF & _
                "	In thunder and in earthquake, like a Jove," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, if requiring fail, he will compel;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bids you, in the bowels of the Lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deliver up the crown, and to take mercy" & @CRLF & _
                "	On the poor souls for whom this hungry war" & @CRLF & _
                "	Opens his vasty jaws; and on your head" & @CRLF & _
                "	Turning the widows' tears, the orphans' cries" & @CRLF & _
                "	The dead men's blood, the pining maidens groans," & @CRLF & _
                "	For husbands, fathers and betrothed lovers," & @CRLF & _
                "	That shall be swallow'd in this controversy." & @CRLF & _
                "	This is his claim, his threatening and my message;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless the Dauphin be in presence here," & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom expressly I bring greeting too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING OF FRANCE	For us, we will consider of this further:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow shall you bear our full intent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Back to our brother England." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	For the Dauphin," & @CRLF & _
                "	I stand here for him: what to him from England?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	Scorn and defiance; slight regard, contempt," & @CRLF & _
                "	And any thing that may not misbecome" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mighty sender, doth he prize you at." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus says my king; an' if your father's highness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not, in grant of all demands at large," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweeten the bitter mock you sent his majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	He'll call you to so hot an answer of it," & @CRLF & _
                "	That caves and womby vaultages of France" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall chide your trespass and return your mock" & @CRLF & _
                "	In second accent of his ordnance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	Say, if my father render fair return," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is against my will; for I desire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing but odds with England: to that end," & @CRLF & _
                "	As matching to his youth and vanity," & @CRLF & _
                "	I did present him with the Paris balls." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	He'll make your Paris Louvre shake for it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were it the mistress-court of mighty Europe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, be assured, you'll find a difference," & @CRLF & _
                "	As we his subjects have in wonder found," & @CRLF & _
                "	Between the promise of his greener days" & @CRLF & _
                "	And these he masters now: now he weighs time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to the utmost grain: that you shall read" & @CRLF & _
                "	In your own losses, if he stay in France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING OF FRANCE	To-morrow shall you know our mind at full." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	Dispatch us with all speed, lest that our king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come here himself to question our delay;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he is footed in this land already." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING OF FRANCE	You shall be soon dispatch's with fair conditions:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A night is but small breath and little pause" & @CRLF & _
                "	To answer matters of this consequence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PROLOGUE." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Chorus]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chorus	Thus with imagined wing our swift scene flies" & @CRLF & _
                "	In motion of no less celerity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than that of thought. Suppose that you have seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	The well-appointed king at Hampton pier" & @CRLF & _
                "	Embark his royalty; and his brave fleet" & @CRLF & _
                "	With silken streamers the young Phoebus fanning:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Play with your fancies, and in them behold" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the hempen tackle ship-boys climbing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear the shrill whistle which doth order give" & @CRLF & _
                "	To sounds confused; behold the threaden sails," & @CRLF & _
                "	Borne with the invisible and creeping wind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Draw the huge bottoms through the furrow'd sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	Breasting the lofty surge: O, do but think" & @CRLF & _
                "	You stand upon the ravage and behold" & @CRLF & _
                "	A city on the inconstant billows dancing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For so appears this fleet majestical," & @CRLF & _
                "	Holding due course to Harfleur. Follow, follow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Grapple your minds to sternage of this navy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave your England, as dead midnight still," & @CRLF & _
                "	Guarded with grandsires, babies and old women," & @CRLF & _
                "	Either past or not arrived to pith and puissance;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For who is he, whose chin is but enrich'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With one appearing hair, that will not follow" & @CRLF & _
                "	These cull'd and choice-drawn cavaliers to France?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Work, work your thoughts, and therein see a siege;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Behold the ordnance on their carriages," & @CRLF & _
                "	With fatal mouths gaping on girded Harfleur." & @CRLF & _
                "	Suppose the ambassador from the French comes back;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tells Harry that the king doth offer him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Katharine his daughter, and with her, to dowry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some petty and unprofitable dukedoms." & @CRLF & _
                "	The offer likes not: and the nimble gunner" & @CRLF & _
                "	With linstock now the devilish cannon touches," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum, and chambers go off]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And down goes all before them. Still be kind," & @CRLF & _
                "	And eke out our performance with your mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	France. Before Harfleur." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Enter KING HENRY, EXETER, BEDFORD," & @CRLF & _
                "	GLOUCESTER, and Soldiers, with scaling-ladders]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or close the wall up with our English dead." & @CRLF & _
                "	In peace there's nothing so becomes a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	As modest stillness and humility:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when the blast of war blows in our ears," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then imitate the action of the tiger;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then lend the eye a terrible aspect;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let pry through the portage of the head" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it" & @CRLF & _
                "	As fearfully as doth a galled rock" & @CRLF & _
                "	O'erhang and jutty his confounded base," & @CRLF & _
                "	Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit" & @CRLF & _
                "	To his full height. On, on, you noblest English." & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose blood is fet from fathers of war-proof!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fathers that, like so many Alexanders," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have in these parts from morn till even fought" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sheathed their swords for lack of argument:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dishonour not your mothers; now attest" & @CRLF & _
                "	That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be copy now to men of grosser blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	And teach them how to war. And you, good yeoman," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose limbs were made in England, show us here" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mettle of your pasture; let us swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For there is none of you so mean and base," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath not noble lustre in your eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "	I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips," & @CRLF & _
                "	Straining upon the start. The game's afoot:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Follow your spirit, and upon this charge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cry 'God for Harry, England, and Saint George!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt. Alarum, and chambers go off]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter NYM, BARDOLPH, PISTOL, and Boy]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	On, on, on, on, on! to the breach, to the breach!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	Pray thee, corporal, stay: the knocks are too hot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and, for mine own part, I have not a case of lives:" & @CRLF & _
                "	the humour of it is too hot, that is the very" & @CRLF & _
                "	plain-song of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	The plain-song is most just: for humours do abound:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Knocks go and come; God's vassals drop and die;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sword and shield," & @CRLF & _
                "	In bloody field," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth win immortal fame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	Would I were in an alehouse in London! I would give" & @CRLF & _
                "	all my fame for a pot of ale and safety." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	And I:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If wishes would prevail with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	My purpose should not fail with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	But thither would I hie." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	          As duly, but not as truly," & @CRLF & _
                "	As bird doth sing on bough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FLUELLEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Up to the breach, you dogs! avaunt, you cullions!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Driving them forward]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Be merciful, great duke, to men of mould." & @CRLF & _
                "	Abate thy rage, abate thy manly rage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Abate thy rage, great duke!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good bawcock, bate thy rage; use lenity, sweet chuck!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	These be good humours! your honour wins bad humours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but Boy]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	As young as I am, I have observed these three" & @CRLF & _
                "	swashers. I am boy to them all three: but all they" & @CRLF & _
                "	three, though they would serve me, could not be man" & @CRLF & _
                "	to me; for indeed three such antics do not amount to" & @CRLF & _
                "	a man. For Bardolph, he is white-livered and" & @CRLF & _
                "	red-faced; by the means whereof a' faces it out, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	fights not. For Pistol, he hath a killing tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	and a quiet sword; by the means whereof a' breaks" & @CRLF & _
                "	words, and keeps whole weapons. For Nym, he hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	heard that men of few words are the best men; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	therefore he scorns to say his prayers, lest a'" & @CRLF & _
                "	should be thought a coward: but his few bad words" & @CRLF & _
                "	are matched with as few good deeds; for a' never" & @CRLF & _
                "	broke any man's head but his own, and that was" & @CRLF & _
                "	against a post when he was drunk. They will steal" & @CRLF & _
                "	any thing, and call it purchase. Bardolph stole a" & @CRLF & _
                "	lute-case, bore it twelve leagues, and sold it for" & @CRLF & _
                "	three half pence. Nym and Bardolph are sworn" & @CRLF & _
                "	brothers in filching, and in Calais they stole a" & @CRLF & _
                "	fire-shovel: I knew by that piece of service the" & @CRLF & _
                "	men would carry coals. They would have me as" & @CRLF & _
                "	familiar with men's pockets as their gloves or their" & @CRLF & _
                "	handkerchers: which makes much against my manhood," & @CRLF & _
                "	if I should take from another's pocket to put into" & @CRLF & _
                "	mine; for it is plain pocketing up of wrongs. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	must leave them, and seek some better service:" & @CRLF & _
                "	their villany goes against my weak stomach, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	therefore I must cast it up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter FLUELLEN, GOWER following]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	Captain Fluellen, you must come presently to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	mines; the Duke of Gloucester would speak with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	To the mines! tell you the duke, it is not so good" & @CRLF & _
                "	to come to the mines; for, look you, the mines is" & @CRLF & _
                "	not according to the disciplines of the war: the" & @CRLF & _
                "	concavities of it is not sufficient; for, look you," & @CRLF & _
                "	the athversary, you may discuss unto the duke, look" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, is digt himself four yard under the" & @CRLF & _
                "	countermines: by Cheshu, I think a' will plough up" & @CRLF & _
                "	all, if there is not better directions." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	The Duke of Gloucester, to whom the order of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	siege is given, is altogether directed by an" & @CRLF & _
                "	Irishman, a very valiant gentleman, i' faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	It is Captain Macmorris, is it not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	I think it be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	By Cheshu, he is an ass, as in the world: I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	verify as much in his beard: be has no more" & @CRLF & _
                "	directions in the true disciplines of the wars, look" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, of the Roman disciplines, than is a puppy-dog." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MACMORRIS and Captain JAMY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	Here a' comes; and the Scots captain, Captain Jamy, with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Captain Jamy is a marvellous falourous gentleman," & @CRLF & _
                "	that is certain; and of great expedition and" & @CRLF & _
                "	knowledge in th' aunchient wars, upon my particular" & @CRLF & _
                "	knowledge of his directions: by Cheshu, he will" & @CRLF & _
                "	maintain his argument as well as any military man in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the world, in the disciplines of the pristine wars" & @CRLF & _
                "	of the Romans." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAMY	I say gud-day, Captain Fluellen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	God-den to your worship, good Captain James." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	How now, Captain Macmorris! have you quit the" & @CRLF & _
                "	mines? have the pioneers given o'er?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACMORRIS	By Chrish, la! tish ill done: the work ish give" & @CRLF & _
                "	over, the trompet sound the retreat. By my hand, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	swear, and my father's soul, the work ish ill done;" & @CRLF & _
                "	it ish give over: I would have blowed up the town, so" & @CRLF & _
                "	Chrish save me, la! in an hour: O, tish ill done," & @CRLF & _
                "	tish ill done; by my hand, tish ill done!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Captain Macmorris, I beseech you now, will you" & @CRLF & _
                "	voutsafe me, look you, a few disputations with you," & @CRLF & _
                "	as partly touching or concerning the disciplines of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the war, the Roman wars, in the way of argument," & @CRLF & _
                "	look you, and friendly communication; partly to" & @CRLF & _
                "	satisfy my opinion, and partly for the satisfaction," & @CRLF & _
                "	look you, of my mind, as touching the direction of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the military discipline; that is the point." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAMY	It sall be vary gud, gud feith, gud captains bath:" & @CRLF & _
                "	and I sall quit you with gud leve, as I may pick" & @CRLF & _
                "	occasion; that sall I, marry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACMORRIS	It is no time to discourse, so Chrish save me: the" & @CRLF & _
                "	day is hot, and the weather, and the wars, and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	king, and the dukes: it is no time to discourse. The" & @CRLF & _
                "	town is beseeched, and the trumpet call us to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	breach; and we talk, and, be Chrish, do nothing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'tis shame for us all: so God sa' me, 'tis shame to" & @CRLF & _
                "	stand still; it is shame, by my hand: and there is" & @CRLF & _
                "	throats to be cut, and works to be done; and there" & @CRLF & _
                "	ish nothing done, so Chrish sa' me, la!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAMY	By the mess, ere theise eyes of mine take themselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	to slomber, ay'll de gud service, or ay'll lig i'" & @CRLF & _
                "	the grund for it; ay, or go to death; and ay'll pay" & @CRLF & _
                "	't as valourously as I may, that sall I suerly do," & @CRLF & _
                "	that is the breff and the long. Marry, I wad full" & @CRLF & _
                "	fain hear some question 'tween you tway." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Captain Macmorris, I think, look you, under your" & @CRLF & _
                "	correction, there is not many of your nation--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACMORRIS	Of my nation! What ish my nation? Ish a villain," & @CRLF & _
                "	and a bastard, and a knave, and a rascal. What ish" & @CRLF & _
                "	my nation? Who talks of my nation?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Look you, if you take the matter otherwise than is" & @CRLF & _
                "	meant, Captain Macmorris, peradventure I shall think" & @CRLF & _
                "	you do not use me with that affability as in" & @CRLF & _
                "	discretion you ought to use me, look you: being as" & @CRLF & _
                "	good a man as yourself, both in the disciplines of" & @CRLF & _
                "	war, and in the derivation of my birth, and in" & @CRLF & _
                "	other particularities." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACMORRIS	I do not know you so good a man as myself: so" & @CRLF & _
                "	Chrish save me, I will cut off your head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	Gentlemen both, you will mistake each other." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAMY	A! that's a foul fault." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A parley sounded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	The town sounds a parley." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Captain Macmorris, when there is more better" & @CRLF & _
                "	opportunity to be required, look you, I will be so" & @CRLF & _
                "	bold as to tell you I know the disciplines of war;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and there is an end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The same. Before the gates." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Governor and some Citizens on the walls; the" & @CRLF & _
                "	English forces below. Enter KING HENRY and his train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	How yet resolves the governor of the town?" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the latest parle we will admit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore to our best mercy give yourselves;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or like to men proud of destruction" & @CRLF & _
                "	Defy us to our worst: for, as I am a soldier," & @CRLF & _
                "	A name that in my thoughts becomes me best," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I begin the battery once again," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not leave the half-achieved Harfleur" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till in her ashes she lie buried." & @CRLF & _
                "	The gates of mercy shall be all shut up," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the flesh'd soldier, rough and hard of heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	In liberty of bloody hand shall range" & @CRLF & _
                "	With conscience wide as hell, mowing like grass" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your fresh-fair virgins and your flowering infants." & @CRLF & _
                "	What is it then to me, if impious war," & @CRLF & _
                "	Array'd in flames like to the prince of fiends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do, with his smirch'd complexion, all fell feats" & @CRLF & _
                "	Enlink'd to waste and desolation?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is't to me, when you yourselves are cause," & @CRLF & _
                "	If your pure maidens fall into the hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of hot and forcing violation?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What rein can hold licentious wickedness" & @CRLF & _
                "	When down the hill he holds his fierce career?" & @CRLF & _
                "	We may as bootless spend our vain command" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the enraged soldiers in their spoil" & @CRLF & _
                "	As send precepts to the leviathan" & @CRLF & _
                "	To come ashore. Therefore, you men of Harfleur," & @CRLF & _
                "	Take pity of your town and of your people," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles yet my soldiers are in my command;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles yet the cool and temperate wind of grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	O'erblows the filthy and contagious clouds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of heady murder, spoil and villany." & @CRLF & _
                "	If not, why, in a moment look to see" & @CRLF & _
                "	The blind and bloody soldier with foul hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Defile the locks of your shrill-shrieking daughters;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your fathers taken by the silver beards," & @CRLF & _
                "	And their most reverend heads dash'd to the walls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your naked infants spitted upon pikes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles the mad mothers with their howls confused" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do break the clouds, as did the wives of Jewry" & @CRLF & _
                "	At Herod's bloody-hunting slaughtermen." & @CRLF & _
                "	What say you? will you yield, and this avoid," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, guilty in defence, be thus destroy'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOVERNOR	Our expectation hath this day an end:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Dauphin, whom of succors we entreated," & @CRLF & _
                "	Returns us that his powers are yet not ready" & @CRLF & _
                "	To raise so great a siege. Therefore, great king," & @CRLF & _
                "	We yield our town and lives to thy soft mercy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Enter our gates; dispose of us and ours;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For we no longer are defensible." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Open your gates. Come, uncle Exeter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go you and enter Harfleur; there remain," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fortify it strongly 'gainst the French:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Use mercy to them all. For us, dear uncle," & @CRLF & _
                "	The winter coming on and sickness growing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon our soldiers, we will retire to Calais." & @CRLF & _
                "	To-night in Harfleur we will be your guest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow for the march are we addrest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. The King and his train enter the town]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	The FRENCH KING's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KATHARINE and ALICE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Alice, tu as ete en Angleterre, et tu parles bien le langage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALICE	Un peu, madame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Je te prie, m'enseignez: il faut que j'apprenne a" & @CRLF & _
                "	parler. Comment appelez-vous la main en Anglois?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALICE	La main? elle est appelee de hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	De hand. Et les doigts?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALICE	Les doigts? ma foi, j'oublie les doigts; mais je me" & @CRLF & _
                "	souviendrai. Les doigts? je pense qu'ils sont" & @CRLF & _
                "	appeles de fingres; oui, de fingres." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	La main, de hand; les doigts, de fingres. Je pense" & @CRLF & _
                "	que je suis le bon ecolier; j'ai gagne deux mots" & @CRLF & _
                "	d'Anglois vitement. Comment appelez-vous les ongles?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALICE	Les ongles? nous les appelons de nails." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	De nails. Ecoutez; dites-moi, si je parle bien: de" & @CRLF & _
                "	hand, de fingres, et de nails." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALICE	C'est bien dit, madame; il est fort bon Anglois." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Dites-moi l'Anglois pour le bras." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALICE	De arm, madame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Et le coude?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALICE	De elbow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	De elbow. Je m'en fais la repetition de tous les" & @CRLF & _
                "	mots que vous m'avez appris des a present." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALICE	Il est trop difficile, madame, comme je pense." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Excusez-moi, Alice; ecoutez: de hand, de fingres," & @CRLF & _
                "	de nails, de arma, de bilbow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALICE	De elbow, madame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	O Seigneur Dieu, je m'en oublie! de elbow. Comment" & @CRLF & _
                "	appelez-vous le col?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALICE	De neck, madame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	De nick. Et le menton?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALICE	De chin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	De sin. Le col, de nick; de menton, de sin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALICE	Oui. Sauf votre honneur, en verite, vous prononcez" & @CRLF & _
                "	les mots aussi droit que les natifs d'Angleterre." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Je ne doute point d'apprendre, par la grace de Dieu," & @CRLF & _
                "	et en peu de temps." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALICE	N'avez vous pas deja oublie ce que je vous ai enseigne?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Non, je reciterai a vous promptement: de hand, de" & @CRLF & _
                "	fingres, de mails--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALICE	De nails, madame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	De nails, de arm, de ilbow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALICE	Sauf votre honneur, de elbow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Ainsi dis-je; de elbow, de nick, et de sin. Comment" & @CRLF & _
                "	appelez-vous le pied et la robe?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALICE	De foot, madame; et de coun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	De foot et de coun! O Seigneur Dieu! ce sont mots" & @CRLF & _
                "	de son mauvais, corruptible, gros, et impudique, et" & @CRLF & _
                "	non pour les dames d'honneur d'user: je ne voudrais" & @CRLF & _
                "	prononcer ces mots devant les seigneurs de France" & @CRLF & _
                "	pour tout le monde. Foh! le foot et le coun!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Neanmoins, je reciterai une autre fois ma lecon" & @CRLF & _
                "	ensemble: de hand, de fingres, de nails, de arm, de" & @CRLF & _
                "	elbow, de nick, de sin, de foot, de coun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALICE	Excellent, madame!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	C'est assez pour une fois: allons-nous a diner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the KING OF FRANCE, the DAUPHIN, the DUKE oF" & @CRLF & _
                "	BOURBON, the Constable Of France, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING OF FRANCE	'Tis certain he hath pass'd the river Somme." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	And if he be not fought withal, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us not live in France; let us quit all" & @CRLF & _
                "	And give our vineyards to a barbarous people." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	O Dieu vivant! shall a few sprays of us," & @CRLF & _
                "	The emptying of our fathers' luxury," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our scions, put in wild and savage stock," & @CRLF & _
                "	Spirt up so suddenly into the clouds," & @CRLF & _
                "	And overlook their grafters?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOURBON	Normans, but bastard Normans, Norman bastards!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mort de ma vie! if they march along" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unfought withal, but I will sell my dukedom," & @CRLF & _
                "	To buy a slobbery and a dirty farm" & @CRLF & _
                "	In that nook-shotten isle of Albion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	Dieu de batailles! where have they this mettle?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not their climate foggy, raw and dull," & @CRLF & _
                "	On whom, as in despite, the sun looks pale," & @CRLF & _
                "	Killing their fruit with frowns? Can sodden water," & @CRLF & _
                "	A drench for sur-rein'd jades, their barley-broth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Decoct their cold blood to such valiant heat?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And shall our quick blood, spirited with wine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seem frosty? O, for honour of our land," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us not hang like roping icicles" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon our houses' thatch, whiles a more frosty people" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweat drops of gallant youth in our rich fields!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor we may call them in their native lords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	By faith and honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our madams mock at us, and plainly say" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our mettle is bred out and they will give" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their bodies to the lust of English youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	To new-store France with bastard warriors." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOURBON	They bid us to the English dancing-schools," & @CRLF & _
                "	And teach lavoltas high and swift corantos;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Saying our grace is only in our heels," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that we are most lofty runaways." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING OF FRANCE	Where is Montjoy the herald? speed him hence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him greet England with our sharp defiance." & @CRLF & _
                "	Up, princes! and, with spirit of honour edged" & @CRLF & _
                "	More sharper than your swords, hie to the field:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Charles Delabreth, high constable of France;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You Dukes of Orleans, Bourbon, and of Berri," & @CRLF & _
                "	Alencon, Brabant, Bar, and Burgundy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Jaques Chatillon, Rambures, Vaudemont," & @CRLF & _
                "	Beaumont, Grandpre, Roussi, and Fauconberg," & @CRLF & _
                "	Foix, Lestrale, Bouciqualt, and Charolois;" & @CRLF & _
                "	High dukes, great princes, barons, lords and knights," & @CRLF & _
                "	For your great seats now quit you of great shames." & @CRLF & _
                "	Bar Harry England, that sweeps through our land" & @CRLF & _
                "	With pennons painted in the blood of Harfleur:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rush on his host, as doth the melted snow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the valleys, whose low vassal seat" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Alps doth spit and void his rheum upon:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go down upon him, you have power enough," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in a captive chariot into Rouen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring him our prisoner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	This becomes the great." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sorry am I his numbers are so few," & @CRLF & _
                "	His soldiers sick and famish'd in their march," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am sure, when he shall see our army," & @CRLF & _
                "	He'll drop his heart into the sink of fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for achievement offer us his ransom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING OF FRANCE	Therefore, lord constable, haste on Montjoy." & @CRLF & _
                "	And let him say to England that we send" & @CRLF & _
                "	To know what willing ransom he will give." & @CRLF & _
                "	Prince Dauphin, you shall stay with us in Rouen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	Not so, I do beseech your majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING OF FRANCE	Be patient, for you shall remain with us." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now forth, lord constable and princes all," & @CRLF & _
                "	And quickly bring us word of England's fall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	The English camp in Picardy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GOWER and FLUELLEN, meeting]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	How now, Captain Fluellen! come you from the bridge?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	I assure you, there is very excellent services" & @CRLF & _
                "	committed at the bridge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	Is the Duke of Exeter safe?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	The Duke of Exeter is as magnanimous as Agamemnon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and a man that I love and honour with my soul, and my" & @CRLF & _
                "	heart, and my duty, and my life, and my living, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	my uttermost power: he is not-God be praised and" & @CRLF & _
                "	blessed!--any hurt in the world; but keeps the" & @CRLF & _
                "	bridge most valiantly, with excellent discipline." & @CRLF & _
                "	There is an aunchient lieutenant there at the" & @CRLF & _
                "	pridge, I think in my very conscience he is as" & @CRLF & _
                "	valiant a man as Mark Antony; and he is a man of no" & @CRLF & _
                "	estimation in the world; but did see him do as" & @CRLF & _
                "	gallant service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	What do you call him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	He is called Aunchient Pistol." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	I know him not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PISTOL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Here is the man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Captain, I thee beseech to do me favours:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Duke of Exeter doth love thee well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Ay, I praise God; and I have merited some love at" & @CRLF & _
                "	his hands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Bardolph, a soldier, firm and sound of heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	And of buxom valour, hath, by cruel fate," & @CRLF & _
                "	And giddy Fortune's furious fickle wheel," & @CRLF & _
                "	That goddess blind," & @CRLF & _
                "	That stands upon the rolling restless stone--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	By your patience, Aunchient Pistol. Fortune is" & @CRLF & _
                "	painted blind, with a muffler afore her eyes, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	signify to you that Fortune is blind; and she is" & @CRLF & _
                "	painted also with a wheel, to signify to you, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	is the moral of it, that she is turning, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	inconstant, and mutability, and variation: and her" & @CRLF & _
                "	foot, look you, is fixed upon a spherical stone," & @CRLF & _
                "	which rolls, and rolls, and rolls: in good truth," & @CRLF & _
                "	the poet makes a most excellent description of it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fortune is an excellent moral." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Fortune is Bardolph's foe, and frowns on him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he hath stolen a pax, and hanged must a' be:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A damned death!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let gallows gape for dog; let man go free" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let not hemp his wind-pipe suffocate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But Exeter hath given the doom of death" & @CRLF & _
                "	For pax of little price." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, go speak: the duke will hear thy voice:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let not Bardolph's vital thread be cut" & @CRLF & _
                "	With edge of penny cord and vile reproach:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak, captain, for his life, and I will thee requite." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Aunchient Pistol, I do partly understand your meaning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Why then, rejoice therefore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Certainly, aunchient, it is not a thing to rejoice" & @CRLF & _
                "	at: for if, look you, he were my brother, I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	desire the duke to use his good pleasure, and put" & @CRLF & _
                "	him to execution; for discipline ought to be used." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Die and be damn'd! and figo for thy friendship!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	It is well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	The fig of Spain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Very good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	Why, this is an arrant counterfeit rascal; I" & @CRLF & _
                "	remember him now; a bawd, a cutpurse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	I'll assure you, a' uttered as brave words at the" & @CRLF & _
                "	bridge as you shall see in a summer's day. But it" & @CRLF & _
                "	is very well; what he has spoke to me, that is well," & @CRLF & _
                "	I warrant you, when time is serve." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	Why, 'tis a gull, a fool, a rogue, that now and then" & @CRLF & _
                "	goes to the wars, to grace himself at his return" & @CRLF & _
                "	into London under the form of a soldier. And such" & @CRLF & _
                "	fellows are perfect in the great commanders' names:" & @CRLF & _
                "	and they will learn you by rote where services were" & @CRLF & _
                "	done; at such and such a sconce, at such a breach," & @CRLF & _
                "	at such a convoy; who came off bravely, who was" & @CRLF & _
                "	shot, who disgraced, what terms the enemy stood on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and this they con perfectly in the phrase of war," & @CRLF & _
                "	which they trick up with new-tuned oaths: and what" & @CRLF & _
                "	a beard of the general's cut and a horrid suit of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the camp will do among foaming bottles and" & @CRLF & _
                "	ale-washed wits, is wonderful to be thought on. But" & @CRLF & _
                "	you must learn to know such slanders of the age, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	else you may be marvellously mistook." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	I tell you what, Captain Gower; I do perceive he is" & @CRLF & _
                "	not the man that he would gladly make show to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	world he is: if I find a hole in his coat, I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	tell him my mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drum heard]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark you, the king is coming, and I must speak with" & @CRLF & _
                "	him from the pridge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drum and colours. Enter KING HENRY, GLOUCESTER, and Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	God pless your majesty!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	How now, Fluellen! camest thou from the bridge?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Ay, so please your majesty. The Duke of Exeter has" & @CRLF & _
                "	very gallantly maintained the pridge: the French is" & @CRLF & _
                "	gone off, look you; and there is gallant and most" & @CRLF & _
                "	prave passages; marry, th' athversary was have" & @CRLF & _
                "	possession of the pridge; but he is enforced to" & @CRLF & _
                "	retire, and the Duke of Exeter is master of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	pridge: I can tell your majesty, the duke is a" & @CRLF & _
                "	prave man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	What men have you lost, Fluellen?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	The perdition of th' athversary hath been very" & @CRLF & _
                "	great, reasonable great: marry, for my part, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	think the duke hath lost never a man, but one that" & @CRLF & _
                "	is like to be executed for robbing a church, one" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bardolph, if your majesty know the man: his face is" & @CRLF & _
                "	all bubukles, and whelks, and knobs, and flames o'" & @CRLF & _
                "	fire: and his lips blows at his nose, and it is like" & @CRLF & _
                "	a coal of fire, sometimes plue and sometimes red;" & @CRLF & _
                "	but his nose is executed and his fire's out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	We would have all such offenders so cut off: and we" & @CRLF & _
                "	give express charge, that in our marches through the" & @CRLF & _
                "	country, there be nothing compelled from the" & @CRLF & _
                "	villages, nothing taken but paid for, none of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	French upbraided or abused in disdainful language;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for when lenity and cruelty play for a kingdom, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentler gamester is the soonest winner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Tucket. Enter MONTJOY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTJOY	You know me by my habit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Well then I know thee: what shall I know of thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTJOY	My master's mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Unfold it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTJOY	Thus says my king: Say thou to Harry of England:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though we seemed dead, we did but sleep: advantage" & @CRLF & _
                "	is a better soldier than rashness. Tell him we" & @CRLF & _
                "	could have rebuked him at Harfleur, but that we" & @CRLF & _
                "	thought not good to bruise an injury till it were" & @CRLF & _
                "	full ripe: now we speak upon our cue, and our voice" & @CRLF & _
                "	is imperial: England shall repent his folly, see" & @CRLF & _
                "	his weakness, and admire our sufferance. Bid him" & @CRLF & _
                "	therefore consider of his ransom; which must" & @CRLF & _
                "	proportion the losses we have borne, the subjects we" & @CRLF & _
                "	have lost, the disgrace we have digested; which in" & @CRLF & _
                "	weight to re-answer, his pettiness would bow under." & @CRLF & _
                "	For our losses, his exchequer is too poor; for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	effusion of our blood, the muster of his kingdom too" & @CRLF & _
                "	faint a number; and for our disgrace, his own" & @CRLF & _
                "	person, kneeling at our feet, but a weak and" & @CRLF & _
                "	worthless satisfaction. To this add defiance: and" & @CRLF & _
                "	tell him, for conclusion, he hath betrayed his" & @CRLF & _
                "	followers, whose condemnation is pronounced. So far" & @CRLF & _
                "	my king and master; so much my office." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	What is thy name? I know thy quality." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTJOY	Montjoy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Thou dost thy office fairly. Turn thee back." & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell thy king I do not seek him now;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But could be willing to march on to Calais" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without impeachment: for, to say the sooth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though 'tis no wisdom to confess so much" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto an enemy of craft and vantage," & @CRLF & _
                "	My people are with sickness much enfeebled," & @CRLF & _
                "	My numbers lessened, and those few I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Almost no better than so many French;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who when they were in health, I tell thee, herald," & @CRLF & _
                "	I thought upon one pair of English legs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did march three Frenchmen. Yet, forgive me, God," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I do brag thus! This your air of France" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath blown that vice in me: I must repent." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go therefore, tell thy master here I am;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My ransom is this frail and worthless trunk," & @CRLF & _
                "	My army but a weak and sickly guard;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, God before, tell him we will come on," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though France himself and such another neighbour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand in our way. There's for thy labour, Montjoy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go bid thy master well advise himself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If we may pass, we will; if we be hinder'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall your tawny ground with your red blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Discolour: and so Montjoy, fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "	The sum of all our answer is but this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We would not seek a battle, as we are;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor, as we are, we say we will not shun it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So tell your master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTJOY	I shall deliver so. Thanks to your highness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I hope they will not come upon us now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	We are in God's hand, brother, not in theirs." & @CRLF & _
                "	March to the bridge; it now draws toward night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beyond the river we'll encamp ourselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	And on to-morrow, bid them march away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VII	The French camp, near Agincourt:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Constable of France, the LORD RAMBURES," & @CRLF & _
                "	ORLEANS, DAUPHIN, with others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	Tut! I have the best armour of the world. Would it were day!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	You have an excellent armour; but let my horse have his due." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	It is the best horse of Europe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	Will it never be morning?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	My lord of Orleans, and my lord high constable, you" & @CRLF & _
                "	talk of horse and armour?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	You are as well provided of both as any prince in the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	What a long night is this! I will not change my" & @CRLF & _
                "	horse with any that treads but on four pasterns." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ca, ha! he bounds from the earth, as if his" & @CRLF & _
                "	entrails were hairs; le cheval volant, the Pegasus," & @CRLF & _
                "	chez les narines de feu! When I bestride him, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	soar, I am a hawk: he trots the air; the earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	sings when he touches it; the basest horn of his" & @CRLF & _
                "	hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	He's of the colour of the nutmeg." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	And of the heat of the ginger. It is a beast for" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perseus: he is pure air and fire; and the dull" & @CRLF & _
                "	elements of earth and water never appear in him, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	only in Patient stillness while his rider mounts" & @CRLF & _
                "	him: he is indeed a horse; and all other jades you" & @CRLF & _
                "	may call beasts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	Indeed, my lord, it is a most absolute and excellent horse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	It is the prince of palfreys; his neigh is like the" & @CRLF & _
                "	bidding of a monarch and his countenance enforces homage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	No more, cousin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	Nay, the man hath no wit that cannot, from the" & @CRLF & _
                "	rising of the lark to the lodging of the lamb, vary" & @CRLF & _
                "	deserved praise on my palfrey: it is a theme as" & @CRLF & _
                "	fluent as the sea: turn the sands into eloquent" & @CRLF & _
                "	tongues, and my horse is argument for them all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'tis a subject for a sovereign to reason on, and for" & @CRLF & _
                "	a sovereign's sovereign to ride on; and for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	world, familiar to us and unknown to lay apart" & @CRLF & _
                "	their particular functions and wonder at him. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	once writ a sonnet in his praise and began thus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Wonder of nature,'--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	I have heard a sonnet begin so to one's mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	Then did they imitate that which I composed to my" & @CRLF & _
                "	courser, for my horse is my mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	Your mistress bears well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	Me well; which is the prescript praise and" & @CRLF & _
                "	perfection of a good and particular mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	Nay, for methought yesterday your mistress shrewdly" & @CRLF & _
                "	shook your back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	So perhaps did yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	Mine was not bridled." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	O then belike she was old and gentle; and you rode," & @CRLF & _
                "	like a kern of Ireland, your French hose off, and in" & @CRLF & _
                "	your straight strossers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	You have good judgment in horsemanship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	Be warned by me, then: they that ride so and ride" & @CRLF & _
                "	not warily, fall into foul bogs. I had rather have" & @CRLF & _
                "	my horse to my mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	I had as lief have my mistress a jade." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	I tell thee, constable, my mistress wears his own hair." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	I could make as true a boast as that, if I had a sow" & @CRLF & _
                "	to my mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	'Le chien est retourne a son propre vomissement, et" & @CRLF & _
                "	la truie lavee au bourbier;' thou makest use of any thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	Yet do I not use my horse for my mistress, or any" & @CRLF & _
                "	such proverb so little kin to the purpose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RAMBURES	My lord constable, the armour that I saw in your tent" & @CRLF & _
                "	to-night, are those stars or suns upon it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	Stars, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	Some of them will fall to-morrow, I hope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	And yet my sky shall not want." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	That may be, for you bear a many superfluously, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	'twere more honour some were away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	Even as your horse bears your praises; who would" & @CRLF & _
                "	trot as well, were some of your brags dismounted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	Would I were able to load him with his desert! Will" & @CRLF & _
                "	it never be day? I will trot to-morrow a mile, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	my way shall be paved with English faces." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	I will not say so, for fear I should be faced out of" & @CRLF & _
                "	my way: but I would it were morning; for I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	fain be about the ears of the English." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RAMBURES	Who will go to hazard with me for twenty prisoners?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	You must first go yourself to hazard, ere you have them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	'Tis midnight; I'll go arm myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	The Dauphin longs for morning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RAMBURES	He longs to eat the English." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	I think he will eat all he kills." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	By the white hand of my lady, he's a gallant prince." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	Swear by her foot, that she may tread out the oath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	He is simply the most active gentleman of France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	Doing is activity; and he will still be doing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	He never did harm, that I heard of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	Nor will do none to-morrow: he will keep that good name still." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	I know him to be valiant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	I was told that by one that knows him better than" & @CRLF & _
                "	you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	What's he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	Marry, he told me so himself; and he said he cared" & @CRLF & _
                "	not who knew it" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	He needs not; it is no hidden virtue in him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	By my faith, sir, but it is; never any body saw it" & @CRLF & _
                "	but his lackey: 'tis a hooded valour; and when it" & @CRLF & _
                "	appears, it will bate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	Ill will never said well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	I will cap that proverb with 'There is flattery in friendship.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	And I will take up that with 'Give the devil his due.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	Well placed: there stands your friend for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	devil: have at the very eye of that proverb with 'A" & @CRLF & _
                "	pox of the devil.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	You are the better at proverbs, by how much 'A" & @CRLF & _
                "	fool's bolt is soon shot.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	You have shot over." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	'Tis not the first time you were overshot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	My lord high constable, the English lie within" & @CRLF & _
                "	fifteen hundred paces of your tents." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	Who hath measured the ground?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	The Lord Grandpre." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	A valiant and most expert gentleman. Would it were" & @CRLF & _
                "	day! Alas, poor Harry of England! he longs not for" & @CRLF & _
                "	the dawning as we do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	What a wretched and peevish fellow is this king of" & @CRLF & _
                "	England, to mope with his fat-brained followers so" & @CRLF & _
                "	far out of his knowledge!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	If the English had any apprehension, they would run away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	That they lack; for if their heads had any" & @CRLF & _
                "	intellectual armour, they could never wear such heavy" & @CRLF & _
                "	head-pieces." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RAMBURES	That island of England breeds very valiant" & @CRLF & _
                "	creatures; their mastiffs are of unmatchable courage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	Foolish curs, that run winking into the mouth of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	Russian bear and have their heads crushed like" & @CRLF & _
                "	rotten apples! You may as well say, that's a" & @CRLF & _
                "	valiant flea that dare eat his breakfast on the lip of a lion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	Just, just; and the men do sympathize with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	mastiffs in robustious and rough coming on, leaving" & @CRLF & _
                "	their wits with their wives: and then give them" & @CRLF & _
                "	great meals of beef and iron and steel, they will" & @CRLF & _
                "	eat like wolves and fight like devils." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	Ay, but these English are shrewdly out of beef." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	Then shall we find to-morrow they have only stomachs" & @CRLF & _
                "	to eat and none to fight. Now is it time to arm:" & @CRLF & _
                "	come, shall we about it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	It is now two o'clock: but, let me see, by ten" & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall have each a hundred Englishmen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PROLOGUE." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Chorus]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chorus	Now entertain conjecture of a time" & @CRLF & _
                "	When creeping murmur and the poring dark" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fills the wide vessel of the universe." & @CRLF & _
                "	From camp to camp through the foul womb of night" & @CRLF & _
                "	The hum of either army stilly sounds," & @CRLF & _
                "	That the fixed sentinels almost receive" & @CRLF & _
                "	The secret whispers of each other's watch:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fire answers fire, and through their paly flames" & @CRLF & _
                "	Each battle sees the other's umber'd face;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Piercing the night's dull ear, and from the tents" & @CRLF & _
                "	The armourers, accomplishing the knights," & @CRLF & _
                "	With busy hammers closing rivets up," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give dreadful note of preparation:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The country cocks do crow, the clocks do toll," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the third hour of drowsy morning name." & @CRLF & _
                "	Proud of their numbers and secure in soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	The confident and over-lusty French" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do the low-rated English play at dice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And chide the cripple tardy-gaited night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, like a foul and ugly witch, doth limp" & @CRLF & _
                "	So tediously away. The poor condemned English," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like sacrifices, by their watchful fires" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sit patiently and inly ruminate" & @CRLF & _
                "	The morning's danger, and their gesture sad" & @CRLF & _
                "	Investing lank-lean; cheeks and war-worn coats" & @CRLF & _
                "	Presenteth them unto the gazing moon" & @CRLF & _
                "	So many horrid ghosts. O now, who will behold" & @CRLF & _
                "	The royal captain of this ruin'd band" & @CRLF & _
                "	Walking from watch to watch, from tent to tent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him cry 'Praise and glory on his head!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	For forth he goes and visits all his host." & @CRLF & _
                "	Bids them good morrow with a modest smile" & @CRLF & _
                "	And calls them brothers, friends and countrymen." & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon his royal face there is no note" & @CRLF & _
                "	How dread an army hath enrounded him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor doth he dedicate one jot of colour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the weary and all-watched night," & @CRLF & _
                "	But freshly looks and over-bears attaint" & @CRLF & _
                "	With cheerful semblance and sweet majesty;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That every wretch, pining and pale before," & @CRLF & _
                "	Beholding him, plucks comfort from his looks:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A largess universal like the sun" & @CRLF & _
                "	His liberal eye doth give to every one," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thawing cold fear, that mean and gentle all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Behold, as may unworthiness define," & @CRLF & _
                "	A little touch of Harry in the night." & @CRLF & _
                "	And so our scene must to the battle fly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where--O for pity!--we shall much disgrace" & @CRLF & _
                "	With four or five most vile and ragged foils," & @CRLF & _
                "	Right ill-disposed in brawl ridiculous," & @CRLF & _
                "	The name of Agincourt. Yet sit and see," & @CRLF & _
                "	Minding true things by what their mockeries be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The English camp at Agincourt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING HENRY, BEDFORD, and GLOUCESTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Gloucester, 'tis true that we are in great danger;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The greater therefore should our courage be." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good morrow, brother Bedford. God Almighty!" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is some soul of goodness in things evil," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would men observingly distil it out." & @CRLF & _
                "	For our bad neighbour makes us early stirrers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is both healthful and good husbandry:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, they are our outward consciences," & @CRLF & _
                "	And preachers to us all, admonishing" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we should dress us fairly for our end." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus may we gather honey from the weed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make a moral of the devil himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ERPINGHAM]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good morrow, old Sir Thomas Erpingham:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A good soft pillow for that good white head" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were better than a churlish turf of France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ERPINGHAM	Not so, my liege: this lodging likes me better," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since I may say 'Now lie I like a king.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	'Tis good for men to love their present pains" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon example; so the spirit is eased:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when the mind is quicken'd, out of doubt," & @CRLF & _
                "	The organs, though defunct and dead before," & @CRLF & _
                "	Break up their drowsy grave and newly move," & @CRLF & _
                "	With casted slough and fresh legerity." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lend me thy cloak, Sir Thomas. Brothers both," & @CRLF & _
                "	Commend me to the princes in our camp;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do my good morrow to them, and anon" & @CRLF & _
                "	Desire them an to my pavilion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	We shall, my liege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ERPINGHAM	Shall I attend your grace?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	No, my good knight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go with my brothers to my lords of England:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I and my bosom must debate awhile," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then I would no other company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ERPINGHAM	The Lord in heaven bless thee, noble Harry!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but KING HENRY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	God-a-mercy, old heart! thou speak'st cheerfully." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PISTOL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Qui va la?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	A friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Discuss unto me; art thou officer?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or art thou base, common and popular?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	I am a gentleman of a company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Trail'st thou the puissant pike?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Even so. What are you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	As good a gentleman as the emperor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Then you are a better than the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	The king's a bawcock, and a heart of gold," & @CRLF & _
                "	A lad of life, an imp of fame;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of parents good, of fist most valiant." & @CRLF & _
                "	I kiss his dirty shoe, and from heart-string" & @CRLF & _
                "	I love the lovely bully. What is thy name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Harry le Roy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Le Roy! a Cornish name: art thou of Cornish crew?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	No, I am a Welshman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Know'st thou Fluellen?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Yes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Tell him, I'll knock his leek about his pate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon Saint Davy's day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Do not you wear your dagger in your cap that day," & @CRLF & _
                "	lest he knock that about yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Art thou his friend?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	And his kinsman too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	The figo for thee, then!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	I thank you: God be with you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	My name is Pistol call'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	It sorts well with your fierceness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FLUELLEN and GOWER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	Captain Fluellen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	So! in the name of Jesu Christ, speak lower. It is" & @CRLF & _
                "	the greatest admiration of the universal world, when" & @CRLF & _
                "	the true and aunchient prerogatifes and laws of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	wars is not kept: if you would take the pains but to" & @CRLF & _
                "	examine the wars of Pompey the Great, you shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	find, I warrant you, that there is no tiddle toddle" & @CRLF & _
                "	nor pibble pabble in Pompey's camp; I warrant you," & @CRLF & _
                "	you shall find the ceremonies of the wars, and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	cares of it, and the forms of it, and the sobriety" & @CRLF & _
                "	of it, and the modesty of it, to be otherwise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	Why, the enemy is loud; you hear him all night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	If the enemy is an ass and a fool and a prating" & @CRLF & _
                "	coxcomb, is it meet, think you, that we should also," & @CRLF & _
                "	look you, be an ass and a fool and a prating" & @CRLF & _
                "	coxcomb? in your own conscience, now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	I will speak lower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	I pray you and beseech you that you will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt GOWER and FLUELLEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Though it appear a little out of fashion," & @CRLF & _
                "	There is much care and valour in this Welshman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter three soldiers, JOHN BATES, ALEXANDER COURT," & @CRLF & _
                "	and MICHAEL WILLIAMS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COURT	Brother John Bates, is not that the morning which" & @CRLF & _
                "	breaks yonder?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BATES	I think it be: but we have no great cause to desire" & @CRLF & _
                "	the approach of day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	We see yonder the beginning of the day, but I think" & @CRLF & _
                "	we shall never see the end of it. Who goes there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	A friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	Under what captain serve you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Under Sir Thomas Erpingham." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	A good old commander and a most kind gentleman: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	pray you, what thinks he of our estate?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Even as men wrecked upon a sand, that look to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	washed off the next tide." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BATES	He hath not told his thought to the king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	No; nor it is not meet he should. For, though I" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak it to you, I think the king is but a man, as I" & @CRLF & _
                "	am: the violet smells to him as it doth to me: the" & @CRLF & _
                "	element shows to him as it doth to me; all his" & @CRLF & _
                "	senses have but human conditions: his ceremonies" & @CRLF & _
                "	laid by, in his nakedness he appears but a man; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	though his affections are higher mounted than ours," & @CRLF & _
                "	yet, when they stoop, they stoop with the like" & @CRLF & _
                "	wing. Therefore when he sees reason of fears, as we" & @CRLF & _
                "	do, his fears, out of doubt, be of the same relish" & @CRLF & _
                "	as ours are: yet, in reason, no man should possess" & @CRLF & _
                "	him with any appearance of fear, lest he, by showing" & @CRLF & _
                "	it, should dishearten his army." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BATES	He may show what outward courage he will; but I" & @CRLF & _
                "	believe, as cold a night as 'tis, he could wish" & @CRLF & _
                "	himself in Thames up to the neck; and so I would he" & @CRLF & _
                "	were, and I by him, at all adventures, so we were quit here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	By my troth, I will speak my conscience of the king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I think he would not wish himself any where but" & @CRLF & _
                "	where he is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BATES	Then I would he were here alone; so should he be" & @CRLF & _
                "	sure to be ransomed, and a many poor men's lives saved." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	I dare say you love him not so ill, to wish him here" & @CRLF & _
                "	alone, howsoever you speak this to feel other men's" & @CRLF & _
                "	minds: methinks I could not die any where so" & @CRLF & _
                "	contented as in the king's company; his cause being" & @CRLF & _
                "	just and his quarrel honourable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	That's more than we know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BATES	Ay, or more than we should seek after; for we know" & @CRLF & _
                "	enough, if we know we are the kings subjects: if" & @CRLF & _
                "	his cause be wrong, our obedience to the king wipes" & @CRLF & _
                "	the crime of it out of us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	But if the cause be not good, the king himself hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	a heavy reckoning to make, when all those legs and" & @CRLF & _
                "	arms and heads, chopped off in battle, shall join" & @CRLF & _
                "	together at the latter day and cry all 'We died at" & @CRLF & _
                "	such a place;' some swearing, some crying for a" & @CRLF & _
                "	surgeon, some upon their wives left poor behind" & @CRLF & _
                "	them, some upon the debts they owe, some upon their" & @CRLF & _
                "	children rawly left. I am afeard there are few die" & @CRLF & _
                "	well that die in a battle; for how can they" & @CRLF & _
                "	charitably dispose of any thing, when blood is their" & @CRLF & _
                "	argument? Now, if these men do not die well, it" & @CRLF & _
                "	will be a black matter for the king that led them to" & @CRLF & _
                "	it; whom to disobey were against all proportion of" & @CRLF & _
                "	subjection." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	So, if a son that is by his father sent about" & @CRLF & _
                "	merchandise do sinfully miscarry upon the sea, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	imputation of his wickedness by your rule, should be" & @CRLF & _
                "	imposed upon his father that sent him: or if a" & @CRLF & _
                "	servant, under his master's command transporting a" & @CRLF & _
                "	sum of money, be assailed by robbers and die in" & @CRLF & _
                "	many irreconciled iniquities, you may call the" & @CRLF & _
                "	business of the master the author of the servant's" & @CRLF & _
                "	damnation: but this is not so: the king is not" & @CRLF & _
                "	bound to answer the particular endings of his" & @CRLF & _
                "	soldiers, the father of his son, nor the master of" & @CRLF & _
                "	his servant; for they purpose not their death, when" & @CRLF & _
                "	they purpose their services. Besides, there is no" & @CRLF & _
                "	king, be his cause never so spotless, if it come to" & @CRLF & _
                "	the arbitrement of swords, can try it out with all" & @CRLF & _
                "	unspotted soldiers: some peradventure have on them" & @CRLF & _
                "	the guilt of premeditated and contrived murder;" & @CRLF & _
                "	some, of beguiling virgins with the broken seals of" & @CRLF & _
                "	perjury; some, making the wars their bulwark, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	have before gored the gentle bosom of peace with" & @CRLF & _
                "	pillage and robbery. Now, if these men have" & @CRLF & _
                "	defeated the law and outrun native punishment," & @CRLF & _
                "	though they can outstrip men, they have no wings to" & @CRLF & _
                "	fly from God: war is his beadle, war is vengeance;" & @CRLF & _
                "	so that here men are punished for before-breach of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the king's laws in now the king's quarrel: where" & @CRLF & _
                "	they feared the death, they have borne life away;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and where they would be safe, they perish: then if" & @CRLF & _
                "	they die unprovided, no more is the king guilty of" & @CRLF & _
                "	their damnation than he was before guilty of those" & @CRLF & _
                "	impieties for the which they are now visited. Every" & @CRLF & _
                "	subject's duty is the king's; but every subject's" & @CRLF & _
                "	soul is his own. Therefore should every soldier in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the wars do as every sick man in his bed, wash every" & @CRLF & _
                "	mote out of his conscience: and dying so, death" & @CRLF & _
                "	is to him advantage; or not dying, the time was" & @CRLF & _
                "	blessedly lost wherein such preparation was gained:" & @CRLF & _
                "	and in him that escapes, it were not sin to think" & @CRLF & _
                "	that, making God so free an offer, He let him" & @CRLF & _
                "	outlive that day to see His greatness and to teach" & @CRLF & _
                "	others how they should prepare." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	'Tis certain, every man that dies ill, the ill upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	his own head, the king is not to answer it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BATES	But I do not desire he should answer for me; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	yet I determine to fight lustily for him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	I myself heard the king say he would not be ransomed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	Ay, he said so, to make us fight cheerfully: but" & @CRLF & _
                "	when our throats are cut, he may be ransomed, and we" & @CRLF & _
                "	ne'er the wiser." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	If I live to see it, I will never trust his word after." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	You pay him then. That's a perilous shot out of an" & @CRLF & _
                "	elder-gun, that a poor and private displeasure can" & @CRLF & _
                "	do against a monarch! you may as well go about to" & @CRLF & _
                "	turn the sun to ice with fanning in his face with a" & @CRLF & _
                "	peacock's feather. You'll never trust his word" & @CRLF & _
                "	after! come, 'tis a foolish saying." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Your reproof is something too round: I should be" & @CRLF & _
                "	angry with you, if the time were convenient." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	Let it be a quarrel between us, if you live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	I embrace it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	How shall I know thee again?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Give me any gage of thine, and I will wear it in my" & @CRLF & _
                "	bonnet: then, if ever thou darest acknowledge it, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will make it my quarrel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	Here's my glove: give me another of thine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	There." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	This will I also wear in my cap: if ever thou come" & @CRLF & _
                "	to me and say, after to-morrow, 'This is my glove,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	by this hand, I will take thee a box on the ear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	If ever I live to see it, I will challenge it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	Thou darest as well be hanged." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Well. I will do it, though I take thee in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	king's company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	Keep thy word: fare thee well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BATES	Be friends, you English fools, be friends: we have" & @CRLF & _
                "	French quarrels enow, if you could tell how to reckon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Indeed, the French may lay twenty French crowns to" & @CRLF & _
                "	one, they will beat us; for they bear them on their" & @CRLF & _
                "	shoulders: but it is no English treason to cut" & @CRLF & _
                "	French crowns, and to-morrow the king himself will" & @CRLF & _
                "	be a clipper." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the king! let us our lives, our souls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our debts, our careful wives," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our children and our sins lay on the king!" & @CRLF & _
                "	We must bear all. O hard condition," & @CRLF & _
                "	Twin-born with greatness, subject to the breath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of every fool, whose sense no more can feel" & @CRLF & _
                "	But his own wringing! What infinite heart's-ease" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must kings neglect, that private men enjoy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what have kings, that privates have not too," & @CRLF & _
                "	Save ceremony, save general ceremony?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what art thou, thou idle ceremony?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What kind of god art thou, that suffer'st more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of mortal griefs than do thy worshippers?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What are thy rents? what are thy comings in?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O ceremony, show me but thy worth!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is thy soul of adoration?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Art thou aught else but place, degree and form," & @CRLF & _
                "	Creating awe and fear in other men?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein thou art less happy being fear'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than they in fearing." & @CRLF & _
                "	What drink'st thou oft, instead of homage sweet," & @CRLF & _
                "	But poison'd flattery? O, be sick, great greatness," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid thy ceremony give thee cure!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think'st thou the fiery fever will go out" & @CRLF & _
                "	With titles blown from adulation?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will it give place to flexure and low bending?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Canst thou, when thou command'st the beggar's knee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Command the health of it? No, thou proud dream," & @CRLF & _
                "	That play'st so subtly with a king's repose;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am a king that find thee, and I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not the balm, the sceptre and the ball," & @CRLF & _
                "	The sword, the mace, the crown imperial," & @CRLF & _
                "	The intertissued robe of gold and pearl," & @CRLF & _
                "	The farced title running 'fore the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	The throne he sits on, nor the tide of pomp" & @CRLF & _
                "	That beats upon the high shore of this world," & @CRLF & _
                "	No, not all these, thrice-gorgeous ceremony," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not all these, laid in bed majestical," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can sleep so soundly as the wretched slave," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who with a body fill'd and vacant mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gets him to rest, cramm'd with distressful bread;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never sees horrid night, the child of hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	But, like a lackey, from the rise to set" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweats in the eye of Phoebus and all night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sleeps in Elysium; next day after dawn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth rise and help Hyperion to his horse," & @CRLF & _
                "	And follows so the ever-running year," & @CRLF & _
                "	With profitable labour, to his grave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, but for ceremony, such a wretch," & @CRLF & _
                "	Winding up days with toil and nights with sleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had the fore-hand and vantage of a king." & @CRLF & _
                "	The slave, a member of the country's peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Enjoys it; but in gross brain little wots" & @CRLF & _
                "	What watch the king keeps to maintain the peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose hours the peasant best advantages." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ERPINGHAM]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ERPINGHAM	My lord, your nobles, jealous of your absence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seek through your camp to find you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Good old knight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Collect them all together at my tent:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll be before thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ERPINGHAM	I shall do't, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	O God of battles! steel my soldiers' hearts;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Possess them not with fear; take from them now" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sense of reckoning, if the opposed numbers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pluck their hearts from them. Not to-day, O Lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	O, not to-day, think not upon the fault" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father made in compassing the crown!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I Richard's body have interred anew;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And on it have bestow'd more contrite tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than from it issued forced drops of blood:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Five hundred poor I have in yearly pay," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who twice a-day their wither'd hands hold up" & @CRLF & _
                "	Toward heaven, to pardon blood; and I have built" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two chantries, where the sad and solemn priests" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sing still for Richard's soul. More will I do;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though all that I can do is nothing worth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since that my penitence comes after all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Imploring pardon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	My liege!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	My brother Gloucester's voice? Ay;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know thy errand, I will go with thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The day, my friends and all things stay for me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The French camp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the DAUPHIN, ORLEANS, RAMBURES, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	The sun doth gild our armour; up, my lords!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	Montez A cheval! My horse! varlet! laquais! ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	O brave spirit!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	Via! les eaux et la terre." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	Rien puis? L'air et la feu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	Ciel, cousin Orleans." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Constable]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, my lord constable!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	Hark, how our steeds for present service neigh!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	Mount them, and make incision in their hides," & @CRLF & _
                "	That their hot blood may spin in English eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And dout them with superfluous courage, ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RAMBURES	What, will you have them weep our horses' blood?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How shall we, then, behold their natural tears?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	The English are embattled, you French peers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	To horse, you gallant princes! straight to horse!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do but behold yon poor and starved band," & @CRLF & _
                "	And your fair show shall suck away their souls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Leaving them but the shales and husks of men." & @CRLF & _
                "	There is not work enough for all our hands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Scarce blood enough in all their sickly veins" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give each naked curtle-axe a stain," & @CRLF & _
                "	That our French gallants shall to-day draw out," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sheathe for lack of sport: let us but blow on them," & @CRLF & _
                "	The vapour of our valour will o'erturn them." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis positive 'gainst all exceptions, lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	That our superfluous lackeys and our peasants," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who in unnecessary action swarm" & @CRLF & _
                "	About our squares of battle, were enow" & @CRLF & _
                "	To purge this field of such a hilding foe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though we upon this mountain's basis by" & @CRLF & _
                "	Took stand for idle speculation:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that our honours must not. What's to say?" & @CRLF & _
                "	A very little little let us do." & @CRLF & _
                "	And all is done. Then let the trumpets sound" & @CRLF & _
                "	The tucket sonance and the note to mount;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For our approach shall so much dare the field" & @CRLF & _
                "	That England shall couch down in fear and yield." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GRANDPRE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRANDPRE	Why do you stay so long, my lords of France?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yon island carrions, desperate of their bones," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ill-favouredly become the morning field:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their ragged curtains poorly are let loose," & @CRLF & _
                "	And our air shakes them passing scornfully:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Big Mars seems bankrupt in their beggar'd host" & @CRLF & _
                "	And faintly through a rusty beaver peeps:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The horsemen sit like fixed candlesticks," & @CRLF & _
                "	With torch-staves in their hand; and their poor jades" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lob down their heads, dropping the hides and hips," & @CRLF & _
                "	The gum down-roping from their pale-dead eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in their pale dull mouths the gimmal bit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lies foul with chew'd grass, still and motionless;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And their executors, the knavish crows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fly o'er them, all impatient for their hour." & @CRLF & _
                "	Description cannot suit itself in words" & @CRLF & _
                "	To demonstrate the life of such a battle" & @CRLF & _
                "	In life so lifeless as it shows itself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	They have said their prayers, and they stay for death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	Shall we go send them dinners and fresh suits" & @CRLF & _
                "	And give their fasting horses provender," & @CRLF & _
                "	And after fight with them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	I stay but for my guidon: to the field!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will the banner from a trumpet take," & @CRLF & _
                "	And use it for my haste. Come, come, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sun is high, and we outwear the day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The English camp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER, BEDFORD, EXETER, ERPINGHAM, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	all his host: SALISBURY and WESTMORELAND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Where is the king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEDFORD	The king himself is rode to view their battle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	Of fighting men they have full three score thousand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	There's five to one; besides, they all are fresh." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	God's arm strike with us! 'tis a fearful odds." & @CRLF & _
                "	God be wi' you, princes all; I'll to my charge:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If we no more meet till we meet in heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, joyfully, my noble Lord of Bedford," & @CRLF & _
                "	My dear Lord Gloucester, and my good Lord Exeter," & @CRLF & _
                "	And my kind kinsman, warriors all, adieu!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEDFORD	Farewell, good Salisbury; and good luck go with thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	Farewell, kind lord; fight valiantly to-day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet I do thee wrong to mind thee of it," & @CRLF & _
                "	For thou art framed of the firm truth of valour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit SALISBURY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEDFORD	He is full of valour as of kindness;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Princely in both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the KING]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	                  O that we now had here" & @CRLF & _
                "	But one ten thousand of those men in England" & @CRLF & _
                "	That do no work to-day!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	What's he that wishes so?" & @CRLF & _
                "	My cousin Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If we are mark'd to die, we are enow" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do our country loss; and if to live," & @CRLF & _
                "	The fewer men, the greater share of honour." & @CRLF & _
                "	God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more." & @CRLF & _
                "	By Jove, I am not covetous for gold," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It yearns me not if men my garments wear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such outward things dwell not in my desires:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if it be a sin to covet honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am the most offending soul alive." & @CRLF & _
                "	No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England:" & @CRLF & _
                "	God's peace! I would not lose so great an honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	As one man more, methinks, would share from me" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he which hath no stomach to this fight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him depart; his passport shall be made" & @CRLF & _
                "	And crowns for convoy put into his purse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We would not die in that man's company" & @CRLF & _
                "	That fears his fellowship to die with us." & @CRLF & _
                "	This day is called the feast of Crispian:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He that outlives this day, and comes safe home," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will stand a tip-toe when the day is named," & @CRLF & _
                "	And rouse him at the name of Crispian." & @CRLF & _
                "	He that shall live this day, and see old age," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours," & @CRLF & _
                "	And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars." & @CRLF & _
                "	And say 'These wounds I had on Crispin's day.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Old men forget: yet all shall be forgot," & @CRLF & _
                "	But he'll remember with advantages" & @CRLF & _
                "	What feats he did that day: then shall our names." & @CRLF & _
                "	Familiar in his mouth as household words" & @CRLF & _
                "	Harry the king, Bedford and Exeter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be in their flowing cups freshly remember'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	This story shall the good man teach his son;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by," & @CRLF & _
                "	From this day to the ending of the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	But we in it shall be remember'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he to-day that sheds his blood with me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile," & @CRLF & _
                "	This day shall gentle his condition:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And gentlemen in England now a-bed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall think themselves accursed they were not here," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks" & @CRLF & _
                "	That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter SALISBURY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	My sovereign lord, bestow yourself with speed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The French are bravely in their battles set," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will with all expedience charge on us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	All things are ready, if our minds be so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	Perish the man whose mind is backward now!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Thou dost not wish more help from England, coz?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	God's will! my liege, would you and I alone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without more help, could fight this royal battle!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Why, now thou hast unwish'd five thousand men;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which likes me better than to wish us one." & @CRLF & _
                "	You know your places: God be with you all!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Tucket. Enter MONTJOY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTJOY	Once more I come to know of thee, King Harry," & @CRLF & _
                "	If for thy ransom thou wilt now compound," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before thy most assured overthrow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For certainly thou art so near the gulf," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou needs must be englutted. Besides, in mercy," & @CRLF & _
                "	The constable desires thee thou wilt mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy followers of repentance; that their souls" & @CRLF & _
                "	May make a peaceful and a sweet retire" & @CRLF & _
                "	From off these fields, where, wretches, their poor bodies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must lie and fester." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Who hath sent thee now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTJOY	The Constable of France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	I pray thee, bear my former answer back:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid them achieve me and then sell my bones." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good God! why should they mock poor fellows thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The man that once did sell the lion's skin" & @CRLF & _
                "	While the beast lived, was killed with hunting him." & @CRLF & _
                "	A many of our bodies shall no doubt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Find native graves; upon the which, I trust," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall witness live in brass of this day's work:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And those that leave their valiant bones in France," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dying like men, though buried in your dunghills," & @CRLF & _
                "	They shall be famed; for there the sun shall greet them," & @CRLF & _
                "	And draw their honours reeking up to heaven;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leaving their earthly parts to choke your clime," & @CRLF & _
                "	The smell whereof shall breed a plague in France." & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark then abounding valour in our English," & @CRLF & _
                "	That being dead, like to the bullet's grazing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Break out into a second course of mischief," & @CRLF & _
                "	Killing in relapse of mortality." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me speak proudly: tell the constable" & @CRLF & _
                "	We are but warriors for the working-day;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our gayness and our gilt are all besmirch'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With rainy marching in the painful field;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's not a piece of feather in our host--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good argument, I hope, we will not fly--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And time hath worn us into slovenry:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, by the mass, our hearts are in the trim;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And my poor soldiers tell me, yet ere night" & @CRLF & _
                "	They'll be in fresher robes, or they will pluck" & @CRLF & _
                "	The gay new coats o'er the French soldiers' heads" & @CRLF & _
                "	And turn them out of service. If they do this,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As, if God please, they shall,--my ransom then" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will soon be levied. Herald, save thou thy labour;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come thou no more for ransom, gentle herald:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They shall have none, I swear, but these my joints;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which if they have as I will leave 'em them," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall yield them little, tell the constable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTJOY	I shall, King Harry. And so fare thee well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou never shalt hear herald any more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	I fear thou'lt once more come again for ransom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter YORK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	My lord, most humbly on my knee I beg" & @CRLF & _
                "	The leading of the vaward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Take it, brave York. Now, soldiers, march away:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And how thou pleasest, God, dispose the day!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	The field of battle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Excursions. Enter PISTOL, French Soldier, and Boy]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Yield, cur!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "French Soldier	Je pense que vous etes gentilhomme de bonne qualite." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Qualtitie calmie custure me! Art thou a gentleman?" & @CRLF & _
                "	what is thy name? discuss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "French Soldier	O Seigneur Dieu!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	O, Signieur Dew should be a gentleman:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perpend my words, O Signieur Dew, and mark;" & @CRLF & _
                "	O Signieur Dew, thou diest on point of fox," & @CRLF & _
                "	Except, O signieur, thou do give to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Egregious ransom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "French Soldier	O, prenez misericorde! ayez pitie de moi!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Moy shall not serve; I will have forty moys;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I will fetch thy rim out at thy throat" & @CRLF & _
                "	In drops of crimson blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "French Soldier	Est-il impossible d'echapper la force de ton bras?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Brass, cur!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou damned and luxurious mountain goat," & @CRLF & _
                "	Offer'st me brass?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "French Soldier	O pardonnez moi!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Say'st thou me so? is that a ton of moys?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come hither, boy: ask me this slave in French" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is his name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	Ecoutez: comment etes-vous appele?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "French Soldier	Monsieur le Fer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	He says his name is Master Fer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Master Fer! I'll fer him, and firk him, and ferret" & @CRLF & _
                "	him: discuss the same in French unto him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	I do not know the French for fer, and ferret, and firk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Bid him prepare; for I will cut his throat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "French Soldier	Que dit-il, monsieur?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	Il me commande de vous dire que vous faites vous" & @CRLF & _
                "	pret; car ce soldat ici est dispose tout a cette" & @CRLF & _
                "	heure de couper votre gorge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Owy, cuppele gorge, permafoy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Peasant, unless thou give me crowns, brave crowns;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or mangled shalt thou be by this my sword." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "French Soldier	O, je vous supplie, pour l'amour de Dieu, me" & @CRLF & _
                "	pardonner! Je suis gentilhomme de bonne maison:" & @CRLF & _
                "	gardez ma vie, et je vous donnerai deux cents ecus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	What are his words?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	He prays you to save his life: he is a gentleman of" & @CRLF & _
                "	a good house; and for his ransom he will give you" & @CRLF & _
                "	two hundred crowns." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Tell him my fury shall abate, and I the crowns will take." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "French Soldier	Petit monsieur, que dit-il?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	Encore qu'il est contre son jurement de pardonner" & @CRLF & _
                "	aucun prisonnier, neanmoins, pour les ecus que vous" & @CRLF & _
                "	l'avez promis, il est content de vous donner la" & @CRLF & _
                "	liberte, le franchisement." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "French Soldier	Sur mes genoux je vous donne mille remercimens; et" & @CRLF & _
                "	je m'estime heureux que je suis tombe entre les" & @CRLF & _
                "	mains d'un chevalier, je pense, le plus brave," & @CRLF & _
                "	vaillant, et tres distingue seigneur d'Angleterre." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Expound unto me, boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	He gives you, upon his knees, a thousand thanks; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	he esteems himself happy that he hath fallen into" & @CRLF & _
                "	the hands of one, as he thinks, the most brave," & @CRLF & _
                "	valorous, and thrice-worthy signieur of England." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	As I suck blood, I will some mercy show." & @CRLF & _
                "	Follow me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	Suivez-vous le grand capitaine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt PISTOL, and French Soldier]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I did never know so full a voice issue from so" & @CRLF & _
                "	empty a heart: but the saying is true 'The empty" & @CRLF & _
                "	vessel makes the greatest sound.' Bardolph and Nym" & @CRLF & _
                "	had ten times more valour than this roaring devil i'" & @CRLF & _
                "	the old play, that every one may pare his nails with" & @CRLF & _
                "	a wooden dagger; and they are both hanged; and so" & @CRLF & _
                "	would this be, if he durst steal any thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	adventurously. I must stay with the lackeys, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	the luggage of our camp: the French might have a" & @CRLF & _
                "	good prey of us, if he knew of it; for there is" & @CRLF & _
                "	none to guard it but boys." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Another part of the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Constable, ORLEANS, BOURBON, DAUPHIN, and RAMBURES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	O diable!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	O seigneur! le jour est perdu, tout est perdu!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	Mort de ma vie! all is confounded, all!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reproach and everlasting shame" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sits mocking in our plumes. O merchante fortune!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not run away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A short alarum]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	                  Why, all our ranks are broke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DAUPHIN	O perdurable shame! let's stab ourselves." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be these the wretches that we play'd at dice for?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	Is this the king we sent to for his ransom?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOURBON	Shame and eternal shame, nothing but shame!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us die in honour: once more back again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he that will not follow Bourbon now," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him go hence, and with his cap in hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a base pander, hold the chamber-door" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst by a slave, no gentler than my dog," & @CRLF & _
                "	His fairest daughter is contaminated." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Constable	Disorder, that hath spoil'd us, friend us now!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us on heaps go offer up our lives." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORLEANS	We are enow yet living in the field" & @CRLF & _
                "	To smother up the English in our throngs," & @CRLF & _
                "	If any order might be thought upon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOURBON	The devil take order now! I'll to the throng:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let life be short; else shame will be too long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	Another part of the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarums. Enter KING HENRY and forces, EXETER, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Well have we done, thrice valiant countrymen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But all's not done; yet keep the French the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	The Duke of York commends him to your majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Lives he, good uncle? thrice within this hour" & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw him down; thrice up again and fighting;" & @CRLF & _
                "	From helmet to the spur all blood he was." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	In which array, brave soldier, doth he lie," & @CRLF & _
                "	Larding the plain; and by his bloody side," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yoke-fellow to his honour-owing wounds," & @CRLF & _
                "	The noble Earl of Suffolk also lies." & @CRLF & _
                "	Suffolk first died: and York, all haggled over," & @CRLF & _
                "	Comes to him, where in gore he lay insteep'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And takes him by the beard; kisses the gashes" & @CRLF & _
                "	That bloodily did spawn upon his face;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And cries aloud 'Tarry, dear cousin Suffolk!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My soul shall thine keep company to heaven;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tarry, sweet soul, for mine, then fly abreast," & @CRLF & _
                "	As in this glorious and well-foughten field" & @CRLF & _
                "	We kept together in our chivalry!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon these words I came and cheer'd him up:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He smiled me in the face, raught me his hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, with a feeble gripe, says 'Dear my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Commend my service to me sovereign.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	So did he turn and over Suffolk's neck" & @CRLF & _
                "	He threw his wounded arm and kiss'd his lips;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so espoused to death, with blood he seal'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	A testament of noble-ending love." & @CRLF & _
                "	The pretty and sweet manner of it forced" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those waters from me which I would have stopp'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I had not so much of man in me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all my mother came into mine eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	And gave me up to tears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	I blame you not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, hearing this, I must perforce compound" & @CRLF & _
                "	With mistful eyes, or they will issue too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, hark! what new alarum is this same?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The French have reinforced their scatter'd men:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then every soldier kill his prisoners:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give the word through." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VII	Another part of the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FLUELLEN and GOWER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Kill the poys and the luggage! 'tis expressly" & @CRLF & _
                "	against the law of arms: 'tis as arrant a piece of" & @CRLF & _
                "	knavery, mark you now, as can be offer't; in your" & @CRLF & _
                "	conscience, now, is it not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	'Tis certain there's not a boy left alive; and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	cowardly rascals that ran from the battle ha' done" & @CRLF & _
                "	this slaughter: besides, they have burned and" & @CRLF & _
                "	carried away all that was in the king's tent;" & @CRLF & _
                "	wherefore the king, most worthily, hath caused every" & @CRLF & _
                "	soldier to cut his prisoner's throat. O, 'tis a" & @CRLF & _
                "	gallant king!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Ay, he was porn at Monmouth, Captain Gower. What" & @CRLF & _
                "	call you the town's name where Alexander the Pig was born!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	Alexander the Great." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Why, I pray you, is not pig great? the pig, or the" & @CRLF & _
                "	great, or the mighty, or the huge, or the" & @CRLF & _
                "	magnanimous, are all one reckonings, save the phrase" & @CRLF & _
                "	is a little variations." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	I think Alexander the Great was born in Macedon; his" & @CRLF & _
                "	father was called Philip of Macedon, as I take it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	I think it is in Macedon where Alexander is porn. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	tell you, captain, if you look in the maps of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	'orld, I warrant you sall find, in the comparisons" & @CRLF & _
                "	between Macedon and Monmouth, that the situations," & @CRLF & _
                "	look you, is both alike. There is a river in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Macedon; and there is also moreover a river at" & @CRLF & _
                "	Monmouth: it is called Wye at Monmouth; but it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	out of my prains what is the name of the other" & @CRLF & _
                "	river; but 'tis all one, 'tis alike as my fingers is" & @CRLF & _
                "	to my fingers, and there is salmons in both. If you" & @CRLF & _
                "	mark Alexander's life well, Harry of Monmouth's life" & @CRLF & _
                "	is come after it indifferent well; for there is" & @CRLF & _
                "	figures in all things. Alexander, God knows, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	you know, in his rages, and his furies, and his" & @CRLF & _
                "	wraths, and his cholers, and his moods, and his" & @CRLF & _
                "	displeasures, and his indignations, and also being a" & @CRLF & _
                "	little intoxicates in his prains, did, in his ales and" & @CRLF & _
                "	his angers, look you, kill his best friend, Cleitus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	Our king is not like him in that: he never killed" & @CRLF & _
                "	any of his friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	It is not well done, mark you now take the tales out" & @CRLF & _
                "	of my mouth, ere it is made and finished. I speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	but in the figures and comparisons of it: as" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alexander killed his friend Cleitus, being in his" & @CRLF & _
                "	ales and his cups; so also Harry Monmouth, being in" & @CRLF & _
                "	his right wits and his good judgments, turned away" & @CRLF & _
                "	the fat knight with the great belly-doublet: he" & @CRLF & _
                "	was full of jests, and gipes, and knaveries, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	mocks; I have forgot his name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	Sir John Falstaff." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	That is he: I'll tell you there is good men porn at Monmouth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	Here comes his majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Enter KING HENRY, and forces; WARWICK," & @CRLF & _
                "	GLOUCESTER, EXETER, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	I was not angry since I came to France" & @CRLF & _
                "	Until this instant. Take a trumpet, herald;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ride thou unto the horsemen on yon hill:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If they will fight with us, bid them come down," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or void the field; they do offend our sight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If they'll do neither, we will come to them," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make them skirr away, as swift as stones" & @CRLF & _
                "	Enforced from the old Assyrian slings:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, we'll cut the throats of those we have," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not a man of them that we shall take" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall taste our mercy. Go and tell them so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MONTJOY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	Here comes the herald of the French, my liege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	His eyes are humbler than they used to be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	How now! what means this, herald? know'st thou not" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have fined these bones of mine for ransom?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Comest thou again for ransom?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTJOY	No, great king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I come to thee for charitable licence," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we may wander o'er this bloody field" & @CRLF & _
                "	To look our dead, and then to bury them;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To sort our nobles from our common men." & @CRLF & _
                "	For many of our princes--woe the while!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lie drown'd and soak'd in mercenary blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So do our vulgar drench their peasant limbs" & @CRLF & _
                "	In blood of princes; and their wounded steeds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fret fetlock deep in gore and with wild rage" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yerk out their armed heels at their dead masters," & @CRLF & _
                "	Killing them twice. O, give us leave, great king," & @CRLF & _
                "	To view the field in safety and dispose" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of their dead bodies!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	I tell thee truly, herald," & @CRLF & _
                "	I know not if the day be ours or no;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For yet a many of your horsemen peer" & @CRLF & _
                "	And gallop o'er the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTJOY	The day is yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Praised be God, and not our strength, for it!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is this castle call'd that stands hard by?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTJOY	They call it Agincourt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Then call we this the field of Agincourt," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fought on the day of Crispin Crispianus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Your grandfather of famous memory, an't please your" & @CRLF & _
                "	majesty, and your great-uncle Edward the Plack" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prince of Wales, as I have read in the chronicles," & @CRLF & _
                "	fought a most prave pattle here in France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	They did, Fluellen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Your majesty says very true: if your majesties is" & @CRLF & _
                "	remembered of it, the Welshmen did good service in a" & @CRLF & _
                "	garden where leeks did grow, wearing leeks in their" & @CRLF & _
                "	Monmouth caps; which, your majesty know, to this" & @CRLF & _
                "	hour is an honourable badge of the service; and I do" & @CRLF & _
                "	believe your majesty takes no scorn to wear the leek" & @CRLF & _
                "	upon Saint Tavy's day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	I wear it for a memorable honour;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am Welsh, you know, good countryman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	All the water in Wye cannot wash your majesty's" & @CRLF & _
                "	Welsh plood out of your pody, I can tell you that:" & @CRLF & _
                "	God pless it and preserve it, as long as it pleases" & @CRLF & _
                "	his grace, and his majesty too!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Thanks, good my countryman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	By Jeshu, I am your majesty's countryman, I care not" & @CRLF & _
                "	who know it; I will confess it to all the 'orld: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	need not to be ashamed of your majesty, praised be" & @CRLF & _
                "	God, so long as your majesty is an honest man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	God keep me so! Our heralds go with him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring me just notice of the numbers dead" & @CRLF & _
                "	On both our parts. Call yonder fellow hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Points to WILLIAMS. Exeunt Heralds with Montjoy]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	Soldier, you must come to the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Soldier, why wearest thou that glove in thy cap?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	An't please your majesty, 'tis the gage of one that" & @CRLF & _
                "	I should fight withal, if he be alive." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	An Englishman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	An't please your majesty, a rascal that swaggered" & @CRLF & _
                "	with me last night; who, if alive and ever dare to" & @CRLF & _
                "	challenge this glove, I have sworn to take him a box" & @CRLF & _
                "	o' th' ear: or if I can see my glove in his cap," & @CRLF & _
                "	which he swore, as he was a soldier, he would wear" & @CRLF & _
                "	if alive, I will strike it out soundly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	What think you, Captain Fluellen? is it fit this" & @CRLF & _
                "	soldier keep his oath?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	He is a craven and a villain else, an't please your" & @CRLF & _
                "	majesty, in my conscience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	It may be his enemy is a gentleman of great sort," & @CRLF & _
                "	quite from the answer of his degree." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Though he be as good a gentleman as the devil is, as" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lucifer and Belzebub himself, it is necessary, look" & @CRLF & _
                "	your grace, that he keep his vow and his oath: if" & @CRLF & _
                "	he be perjured, see you now, his reputation is as" & @CRLF & _
                "	arrant a villain and a Jacksauce, as ever his black" & @CRLF & _
                "	shoe trod upon God's ground and his earth, in my" & @CRLF & _
                "	conscience, la!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Then keep thy vow, sirrah, when thou meetest the fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	So I will, my liege, as I live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Who servest thou under?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	Under Captain Gower, my liege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Gower is a good captain, and is good knowledge and" & @CRLF & _
                "	literatured in the wars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Call him hither to me, soldier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	I will, my liege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Here, Fluellen; wear thou this favour for me and" & @CRLF & _
                "	stick it in thy cap: when Alencon and myself were" & @CRLF & _
                "	down together, I plucked this glove from his helm:" & @CRLF & _
                "	if any man challenge this, he is a friend to" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alencon, and an enemy to our person; if thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	encounter any such, apprehend him, an thou dost me love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Your grace doo's me as great honours as can be" & @CRLF & _
                "	desired in the hearts of his subjects: I would fain" & @CRLF & _
                "	see the man, that has but two legs, that shall find" & @CRLF & _
                "	himself aggrieved at this glove; that is all; but I" & @CRLF & _
                "	would fain see it once, an please God of his grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	that I might see." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Knowest thou Gower?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	He is my dear friend, an please you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Pray thee, go seek him, and bring him to my tent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	I will fetch him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	My Lord of Warwick, and my brother Gloucester," & @CRLF & _
                "	Follow Fluellen closely at the heels:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The glove which I have given him for a favour" & @CRLF & _
                "	May haply purchase him a box o' th' ear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is the soldier's; I by bargain should" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wear it myself. Follow, good cousin Warwick:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If that the soldier strike him, as I judge" & @CRLF & _
                "	By his blunt bearing he will keep his word," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some sudden mischief may arise of it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I do know Fluellen valiant" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, touched with choler, hot as gunpowder," & @CRLF & _
                "	And quickly will return an injury:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Follow and see there be no harm between them." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go you with me, uncle of Exeter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VIII	Before KING HENRY'S pavilion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GOWER and WILLIAMS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	I warrant it is to knight you, captain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FLUELLEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	God's will and his pleasure, captain, I beseech you" & @CRLF & _
                "	now, come apace to the king: there is more good" & @CRLF & _
                "	toward you peradventure than is in your knowledge to dream of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	Sir, know you this glove?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Know the glove! I know the glove is glove." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	I know this; and thus I challenge it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Strikes him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	'Sblood! an arrant traitor as any is in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	universal world, or in France, or in England!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	How now, sir! you villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	Do you think I'll be forsworn?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Stand away, Captain Gower; I will give treason his" & @CRLF & _
                "	payment into ploughs, I warrant you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	I am no traitor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	That's a lie in thy throat. I charge you in his" & @CRLF & _
                "	majesty's name, apprehend him: he's a friend of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Duke Alencon's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter WARWICK and GLOUCESTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WARWICK	How now, how now! what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	My Lord of Warwick, here is--praised be God for it!" & @CRLF & _
                "	--a most contagious treason come to light, look" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, as you shall desire in a summer's day. Here is" & @CRLF & _
                "	his majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING HENRY and EXETER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	How now! what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	My liege, here is a villain and a traitor, that," & @CRLF & _
                "	look your grace, has struck the glove which your" & @CRLF & _
                "	majesty is take out of the helmet of Alencon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	My liege, this was my glove; here is the fellow of" & @CRLF & _
                "	it; and he that I gave it to in change promised to" & @CRLF & _
                "	wear it in his cap: I promised to strike him, if he" & @CRLF & _
                "	did: I met this man with my glove in his cap, and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have been as good as my word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Your majesty hear now, saving your majesty's" & @CRLF & _
                "	manhood, what an arrant, rascally, beggarly, lousy" & @CRLF & _
                "	knave it is: I hope your majesty is pear me" & @CRLF & _
                "	testimony and witness, and will avouchment, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	this is the glove of Alencon, that your majesty is" & @CRLF & _
                "	give me; in your conscience, now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Give me thy glove, soldier: look, here is the" & @CRLF & _
                "	fellow of it." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twas I, indeed, thou promised'st to strike;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou hast given me most bitter terms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	An please your majesty, let his neck answer for it," & @CRLF & _
                "	if there is any martial law in the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	How canst thou make me satisfaction?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	All offences, my lord, come from the heart: never" & @CRLF & _
                "	came any from mine that might offend your majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	It was ourself thou didst abuse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	Your majesty came not like yourself: you appeared to" & @CRLF & _
                "	me but as a common man; witness the night, your" & @CRLF & _
                "	garments, your lowliness; and what your highness" & @CRLF & _
                "	suffered under that shape, I beseech you take it for" & @CRLF & _
                "	your own fault and not mine: for had you been as I" & @CRLF & _
                "	took you for, I made no offence; therefore, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	beseech your highness, pardon me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Here, uncle Exeter, fill this glove with crowns," & @CRLF & _
                "	And give it to this fellow. Keep it, fellow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wear it for an honour in thy cap" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till I do challenge it. Give him the crowns:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, captain, you must needs be friends with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	By this day and this light, the fellow has mettle" & @CRLF & _
                "	enough in his belly. Hold, there is twelve pence" & @CRLF & _
                "	for you; and I pray you to serve Got, and keep you" & @CRLF & _
                "	out of prawls, and prabbles' and quarrels, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	dissensions, and, I warrant you, it is the better for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAMS	I will none of your money." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	It is with a good will; I can tell you, it will" & @CRLF & _
                "	serve you to mend your shoes: come, wherefore should" & @CRLF & _
                "	you be so pashful? your shoes is not so good: 'tis" & @CRLF & _
                "	a good silling, I warrant you, or I will change it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter an English Herald]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Now, herald, are the dead number'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Herald	Here is the number of the slaughter'd French." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	What prisoners of good sort are taken, uncle?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	Charles Duke of Orleans, nephew to the king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	John Duke of Bourbon, and Lord Bouciqualt:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of other lords and barons, knights and squires," & @CRLF & _
                "	Full fifteen hundred, besides common men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	This note doth tell me of ten thousand French" & @CRLF & _
                "	That in the field lie slain: of princes, in this number," & @CRLF & _
                "	And nobles bearing banners, there lie dead" & @CRLF & _
                "	One hundred twenty six: added to these," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of knights, esquires, and gallant gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Eight thousand and four hundred; of the which," & @CRLF & _
                "	Five hundred were but yesterday dubb'd knights:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So that, in these ten thousand they have lost," & @CRLF & _
                "	There are but sixteen hundred mercenaries;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rest are princes, barons, lords, knights, squires," & @CRLF & _
                "	And gentlemen of blood and quality." & @CRLF & _
                "	The names of those their nobles that lie dead:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Charles Delabreth, high constable of France;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Jaques of Chatillon, admiral of France;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The master of the cross-bows, Lord Rambures;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Great Master of France, the brave Sir Guichard Dolphin," & @CRLF & _
                "	John Duke of Alencon, Anthony Duke of Brabant," & @CRLF & _
                "	The brother of the Duke of Burgundy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Edward Duke of Bar: of lusty earls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grandpre and Roussi, Fauconberg and Foix," & @CRLF & _
                "	Beaumont and Marle, Vaudemont and Lestrale." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here was a royal fellowship of death!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is the number of our English dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Herald shews him another paper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Edward the Duke of York, the Earl of Suffolk," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Richard Ketly, Davy Gam, esquire:" & @CRLF & _
                "	None else of name; and of all other men" & @CRLF & _
                "	But five and twenty. O God, thy arm was here;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not to us, but to thy arm alone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ascribe we all! When, without stratagem," & @CRLF & _
                "	But in plain shock and even play of battle," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was ever known so great and little loss" & @CRLF & _
                "	On one part and on the other? Take it, God," & @CRLF & _
                "	For it is none but thine!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	'Tis wonderful!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Come, go we in procession to the village." & @CRLF & _
                "	And be it death proclaimed through our host" & @CRLF & _
                "	To boast of this or take the praise from God" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is his only." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Is it not lawful, an please your majesty, to tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	how many is killed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Yes, captain; but with this acknowledgement," & @CRLF & _
                "	That God fought for us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Yes, my conscience, he did us great good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Do we all holy rites;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let there be sung 'Non nobis' and 'Te Deum;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	The dead with charity enclosed in clay:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then to Calais; and to England then:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where ne'er from France arrived more happy men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PROLOGUE." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Chorus]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chorus	Vouchsafe to those that have not read the story," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I may prompt them: and of such as have," & @CRLF & _
                "	I humbly pray them to admit the excuse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of time, of numbers and due course of things," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which cannot in their huge and proper life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be here presented. Now we bear the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Toward Calais: grant him there; there seen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Heave him away upon your winged thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Athwart the sea. Behold, the English beach" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pales in the flood with men, with wives and boys," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose shouts and claps out-voice the deep mouth'd sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which like a mighty whiffler 'fore the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seems to prepare his way: so let him land," & @CRLF & _
                "	And solemnly see him set on to London." & @CRLF & _
                "	So swift a pace hath thought that even now" & @CRLF & _
                "	You may imagine him upon Blackheath;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where that his lords desire him to have borne" & @CRLF & _
                "	His bruised helmet and his bended sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before him through the city: he forbids it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being free from vainness and self-glorious pride;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Giving full trophy, signal and ostent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Quite from himself to God. But now behold," & @CRLF & _
                "	In the quick forge and working-house of thought," & @CRLF & _
                "	How London doth pour out her citizens!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mayor and all his brethren in best sort," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to the senators of the antique Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	With the plebeians swarming at their heels," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go forth and fetch their conquering Caesar in:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As, by a lower but loving likelihood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were now the general of our gracious empress," & @CRLF & _
                "	As in good time he may, from Ireland coming," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bringing rebellion broached on his sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	How many would the peaceful city quit," & @CRLF & _
                "	To welcome him! much more, and much more cause," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did they this Harry. Now in London place him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As yet the lamentation of the French" & @CRLF & _
                "	Invites the King of England's stay at home;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The emperor's coming in behalf of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	To order peace between them; and omit" & @CRLF & _
                "	All the occurrences, whatever chanced," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till Harry's back-return again to France:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There must we bring him; and myself have play'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The interim, by remembering you 'tis past." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then brook abridgment, and your eyes advance," & @CRLF & _
                "	After your thoughts, straight back again to France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	France. The English camp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FLUELLEN and GOWER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	Nay, that's right; but why wear you your leek today?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Saint Davy's day is past." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	There is occasions and causes why and wherefore in" & @CRLF & _
                "	all things: I will tell you, asse my friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Captain Gower: the rascally, scald, beggarly," & @CRLF & _
                "	lousy, pragging knave, Pistol, which you and" & @CRLF & _
                "	yourself and all the world know to be no petter" & @CRLF & _
                "	than a fellow, look you now, of no merits, he is" & @CRLF & _
                "	come to me and prings me pread and salt yesterday," & @CRLF & _
                "	look you, and bid me eat my leek: it was in place" & @CRLF & _
                "	where I could not breed no contention with him; but" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will be so bold as to wear it in my cap till I see" & @CRLF & _
                "	him once again, and then I will tell him a little" & @CRLF & _
                "	piece of my desires." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PISTOL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	Why, here he comes, swelling like a turkey-cock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	'Tis no matter for his swellings nor his" & @CRLF & _
                "	turkey-cocks. God pless you, Aunchient Pistol! you" & @CRLF & _
                "	scurvy, lousy knave, God pless you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Ha! art thou bedlam? dost thou thirst, base Trojan," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have me fold up Parca's fatal web?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hence! I am qualmish at the smell of leek." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	I peseech you heartily, scurvy, lousy knave, at my" & @CRLF & _
                "	desires, and my requests, and my petitions, to eat," & @CRLF & _
                "	look you, this leek: because, look you, you do not" & @CRLF & _
                "	love it, nor your affections and your appetites and" & @CRLF & _
                "	your digestions doo's not agree with it, I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	desire you to eat it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Not for Cadwallader and all his goats." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	There is one goat for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Strikes him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you be so good, scauld knave, as eat it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Base Trojan, thou shalt die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	You say very true, scauld knave, when God's will is:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will desire you to live in the mean time, and eat" & @CRLF & _
                "	your victuals: come, there is sauce for it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Strikes him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You called me yesterday mountain-squire; but I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	make you to-day a squire of low degree. I pray you," & @CRLF & _
                "	fall to: if you can mock a leek, you can eat a leek." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	Enough, captain: you have astonished him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	I say, I will make him eat some part of my leek, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will peat his pate four days. Bite, I pray you; it" & @CRLF & _
                "	is good for your green wound and your ploody coxcomb." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Must I bite?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Yes, certainly, and out of doubt and out of question" & @CRLF & _
                "	too, and ambiguities." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	By this leek, I will most horribly revenge: I eat" & @CRLF & _
                "	and eat, I swear--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Eat, I pray you: will you have some more sauce to" & @CRLF & _
                "	your leek? there is not enough leek to swear by." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Quiet thy cudgel; thou dost see I eat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Much good do you, scauld knave, heartily. Nay, pray" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, throw none away; the skin is good for your" & @CRLF & _
                "	broken coxcomb. When you take occasions to see leeks" & @CRLF & _
                "	hereafter, I pray you, mock at 'em; that is all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Ay, leeks is good: hold you, there is a groat to" & @CRLF & _
                "	heal your pate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Me a groat!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	Yes, verily and in truth, you shall take it; or I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have another leek in my pocket, which you shall eat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	I take thy groat in earnest of revenge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUELLEN	If I owe you any thing, I will pay you in cudgels:" & @CRLF & _
                "	you shall be a woodmonger, and buy nothing of me but" & @CRLF & _
                "	cudgels. God b' wi' you, and keep you, and heal your pate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	All hell shall stir for this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	Go, go; you are a counterfeit cowardly knave. Will" & @CRLF & _
                "	you mock at an ancient tradition, begun upon an" & @CRLF & _
                "	honourable respect, and worn as a memorable trophy of" & @CRLF & _
                "	predeceased valour and dare not avouch in your deeds" & @CRLF & _
                "	any of your words? I have seen you gleeking and" & @CRLF & _
                "	galling at this gentleman twice or thrice. You" & @CRLF & _
                "	thought, because he could not speak English in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	native garb, he could not therefore handle an" & @CRLF & _
                "	English cudgel: you find it otherwise; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	henceforth let a Welsh correction teach you a good" & @CRLF & _
                "	English condition. Fare ye well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Doth Fortune play the huswife with me now?" & @CRLF & _
                "	News have I, that my Nell is dead i' the spital" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of malady of France;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And there my rendezvous is quite cut off." & @CRLF & _
                "	Old I do wax; and from my weary limbs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Honour is cudgelled. Well, bawd I'll turn," & @CRLF & _
                "	And something lean to cutpurse of quick hand." & @CRLF & _
                "	To England will I steal, and there I'll steal:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And patches will I get unto these cudgell'd scars," & @CRLF & _
                "	And swear I got them in the Gallia wars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	France. A royal palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, at one door KING HENRY, EXETER, BEDFORD," & @CRLF & _
                "	GLOUCESTER, WARWICK, WESTMORELAND, and other Lords;" & @CRLF & _
                "	at another, the FRENCH KING, QUEEN ISABEL, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	PRINCESS KATHARINE, ALICE and other Ladies; the" & @CRLF & _
                "	DUKE of BURGUNDY, and his train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Peace to this meeting, wherefore we are met!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto our brother France, and to our sister," & @CRLF & _
                "	Health and fair time of day; joy and good wishes" & @CRLF & _
                "	To our most fair and princely cousin Katharine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as a branch and member of this royalty," & @CRLF & _
                "	By whom this great assembly is contrived," & @CRLF & _
                "	We do salute you, Duke of Burgundy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, princes French, and peers, health to you all!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING OF FRANCE	Right joyous are we to behold your face," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most worthy brother England; fairly met:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So are you, princes English, every one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ISABEL	So happy be the issue, brother England," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this good day and of this gracious meeting," & @CRLF & _
                "	As we are now glad to behold your eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your eyes, which hitherto have borne in them" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the French, that met them in their bent," & @CRLF & _
                "	The fatal balls of murdering basilisks:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The venom of such looks, we fairly hope," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have lost their quality, and that this day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall change all griefs and quarrels into love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	To cry amen to that, thus we appear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ISABEL	You English princes all, I do salute you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	My duty to you both, on equal love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Great Kings of France and England! That I have labour'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all my wits, my pains and strong endeavours," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bring your most imperial majesties" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto this bar and royal interview," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your mightiness on both parts best can witness." & @CRLF & _
                "	Since then my office hath so far prevail'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, face to face and royal eye to eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	You have congreeted, let it not disgrace me," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I demand, before this royal view," & @CRLF & _
                "	What rub or what impediment there is," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why that the naked, poor and mangled Peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dear nurse of arts and joyful births," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should not in this best garden of the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our fertile France, put up her lovely visage?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, she hath from France too long been chased," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all her husbandry doth lie on heaps," & @CRLF & _
                "	Corrupting in its own fertility." & @CRLF & _
                "	Her vine, the merry cheerer of the heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unpruned dies; her hedges even-pleach'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like prisoners wildly overgrown with hair," & @CRLF & _
                "	Put forth disorder'd twigs; her fallow leas" & @CRLF & _
                "	The darnel, hemlock and rank fumitory" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth root upon, while that the coulter rusts" & @CRLF & _
                "	That should deracinate such savagery;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The even mead, that erst brought sweetly forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	The freckled cowslip, burnet and green clover," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wanting the scythe, all uncorrected, rank," & @CRLF & _
                "	Conceives by idleness and nothing teems" & @CRLF & _
                "	But hateful docks, rough thistles, kecksies, burs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Losing both beauty and utility." & @CRLF & _
                "	And as our vineyards, fallows, meads and hedges," & @CRLF & _
                "	Defective in their natures, grow to wildness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even so our houses and ourselves and children" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have lost, or do not learn for want of time," & @CRLF & _
                "	The sciences that should become our country;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But grow like savages,--as soldiers will" & @CRLF & _
                "	That nothing do but meditate on blood,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	To swearing and stern looks, diffused attire" & @CRLF & _
                "	And every thing that seems unnatural." & @CRLF & _
                "	Which to reduce into our former favour" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are assembled: and my speech entreats" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I may know the let, why gentle Peace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should not expel these inconveniences" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bless us with her former qualities." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	If, Duke of Burgundy, you would the peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose want gives growth to the imperfections" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which you have cited, you must buy that peace" & @CRLF & _
                "	With full accord to all our just demands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose tenors and particular effects" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have enscheduled briefly in your hands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	The king hath heard them; to the which as yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no answer made." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Well then the peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which you before so urged, lies in his answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING OF FRANCE	I have but with a cursorary eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	O'erglanced the articles: pleaseth your grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	To appoint some of your council presently" & @CRLF & _
                "	To sit with us once more, with better heed" & @CRLF & _
                "	To re-survey them, we will suddenly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pass our accept and peremptory answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Brother, we shall. Go, uncle Exeter," & @CRLF & _
                "	And brother Clarence, and you, brother Gloucester," & @CRLF & _
                "	Warwick and Huntingdon, go with the king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And take with you free power to ratify," & @CRLF & _
                "	Augment, or alter, as your wisdoms best" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall see advantageable for our dignity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Any thing in or out of our demands," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we'll consign thereto. Will you, fair sister," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go with the princes, or stay here with us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ISABEL	Our gracious brother, I will go with them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Haply a woman's voice may do some good," & @CRLF & _
                "	When articles too nicely urged be stood on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Yet leave our cousin Katharine here with us:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is our capital demand, comprised" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within the fore-rank of our articles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ISABEL	She hath good leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all except HENRY, KATHARINE, and ALICE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Fair Katharine, and most fair," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you vouchsafe to teach a soldier terms" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such as will enter at a lady's ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	And plead his love-suit to her gentle heart?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Your majesty shall mock at me; I cannot speak your England." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	O fair Katharine, if you will love me soundly with" & @CRLF & _
                "	your French heart, I will be glad to hear you" & @CRLF & _
                "	confess it brokenly with your English tongue. Do" & @CRLF & _
                "	you like me, Kate?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Pardonnez-moi, I cannot tell vat is 'like me.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	An angel is like you, Kate, and you are like an angel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Que dit-il? que je suis semblable a les anges?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALICE	Oui, vraiment, sauf votre grace, ainsi dit-il." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	I said so, dear Katharine; and I must not blush to" & @CRLF & _
                "	affirm it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	O bon Dieu! les langues des hommes sont pleines de" & @CRLF & _
                "	tromperies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	What says she, fair one? that the tongues of men" & @CRLF & _
                "	are full of deceits?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALICE	Oui, dat de tongues of de mans is be full of" & @CRLF & _
                "	deceits: dat is de princess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	The princess is the better Englishwoman. I' faith," & @CRLF & _
                "	Kate, my wooing is fit for thy understanding: I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	glad thou canst speak no better English; for, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou couldst, thou wouldst find me such a plain king" & @CRLF & _
                "	that thou wouldst think I had sold my farm to buy my" & @CRLF & _
                "	crown. I know no ways to mince it in love, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	directly to say 'I love you:' then if you urge me" & @CRLF & _
                "	farther than to say 'do you in faith?' I wear out" & @CRLF & _
                "	my suit. Give me your answer; i' faith, do: and so" & @CRLF & _
                "	clap hands and a bargain: how say you, lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Sauf votre honneur, me understand vell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Marry, if you would put me to verses or to dance for" & @CRLF & _
                "	your sake, Kate, why you undid me: for the one, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have neither words nor measure, and for the other, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have no strength in measure, yet a reasonable" & @CRLF & _
                "	measure in strength. If I could win a lady at" & @CRLF & _
                "	leap-frog, or by vaulting into my saddle with my" & @CRLF & _
                "	armour on my back, under the correction of bragging" & @CRLF & _
                "	be it spoken. I should quickly leap into a wife." & @CRLF & _
                "	Or if I might buffet for my love, or bound my horse" & @CRLF & _
                "	for her favours, I could lay on like a butcher and" & @CRLF & _
                "	sit like a jack-an-apes, never off. But, before God," & @CRLF & _
                "	Kate, I cannot look greenly nor gasp out my" & @CRLF & _
                "	eloquence, nor I have no cunning in protestation;" & @CRLF & _
                "	only downright oaths, which I never use till urged," & @CRLF & _
                "	nor never break for urging. If thou canst love a" & @CRLF & _
                "	fellow of this temper, Kate, whose face is not worth" & @CRLF & _
                "	sun-burning, that never looks in his glass for love" & @CRLF & _
                "	of any thing he sees there, let thine eye be thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	cook. I speak to thee plain soldier: If thou canst" & @CRLF & _
                "	love me for this, take me: if not, to say to thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	that I shall die, is true; but for thy love, by the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord, no; yet I love thee too. And while thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	livest, dear Kate, take a fellow of plain and" & @CRLF & _
                "	uncoined constancy; for he perforce must do thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	right, because he hath not the gift to woo in other" & @CRLF & _
                "	places: for these fellows of infinite tongue, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	can rhyme themselves into ladies' favours, they do" & @CRLF & _
                "	always reason themselves out again. What! a" & @CRLF & _
                "	speaker is but a prater; a rhyme is but a ballad. A" & @CRLF & _
                "	good leg will fall; a straight back will stoop; a" & @CRLF & _
                "	black beard will turn white; a curled pate will grow" & @CRLF & _
                "	bald; a fair face will wither; a full eye will wax" & @CRLF & _
                "	hollow: but a good heart, Kate, is the sun and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	moon; or, rather, the sun, and not the moon; for it" & @CRLF & _
                "	shines bright and never changes, but keeps his" & @CRLF & _
                "	course truly. If thou would have such a one, take" & @CRLF & _
                "	me; and take me, take a soldier; take a soldier," & @CRLF & _
                "	take a king. And what sayest thou then to my love?" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak, my fair, and fairly, I pray thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Is it possible dat I sould love de enemy of France?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	No; it is not possible you should love the enemy of" & @CRLF & _
                "	France, Kate: but, in loving me, you should love" & @CRLF & _
                "	the friend of France; for I love France so well that" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not part with a village of it; I will have it" & @CRLF & _
                "	all mine: and, Kate, when France is mine and I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	yours, then yours is France and you are mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	I cannot tell vat is dat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	No, Kate? I will tell thee in French; which I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	sure will hang upon my tongue like a new-married" & @CRLF & _
                "	wife about her husband's neck, hardly to be shook" & @CRLF & _
                "	off. Je quand sur le possession de France, et quand" & @CRLF & _
                "	vous avez le possession de moi,--let me see, what" & @CRLF & _
                "	then? Saint Denis be my speed!--donc votre est" & @CRLF & _
                "	France et vous etes mienne. It is as easy for me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Kate, to conquer the kingdom as to speak so much" & @CRLF & _
                "	more French: I shall never move thee in French," & @CRLF & _
                "	unless it be to laugh at me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Sauf votre honneur, le Francois que vous parlez, il" & @CRLF & _
                "	est meilleur que l'Anglois lequel je parle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	No, faith, is't not, Kate: but thy speaking of my" & @CRLF & _
                "	tongue, and I thine, most truly-falsely, must needs" & @CRLF & _
                "	be granted to be much at one. But, Kate, dost thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	understand thus much English, canst thou love me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	I cannot tell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Can any of your neighbours tell, Kate? I'll ask" & @CRLF & _
                "	them. Come, I know thou lovest me: and at night," & @CRLF & _
                "	when you come into your closet, you'll question this" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentlewoman about me; and I know, Kate, you will to" & @CRLF & _
                "	her dispraise those parts in me that you love with" & @CRLF & _
                "	your heart: but, good Kate, mock me mercifully; the" & @CRLF & _
                "	rather, gentle princess, because I love thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	cruelly. If ever thou beest mine, Kate, as I have a" & @CRLF & _
                "	saving faith within me tells me thou shalt, I get" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee with scambling, and thou must therefore needs" & @CRLF & _
                "	prove a good soldier-breeder: shall not thou and I," & @CRLF & _
                "	between Saint Denis and Saint George, compound a" & @CRLF & _
                "	boy, half French, half English, that shall go to" & @CRLF & _
                "	Constantinople and take the Turk by the beard?" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall we not? what sayest thou, my fair" & @CRLF & _
                "	flower-de-luce?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	I do not know dat" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	No; 'tis hereafter to know, but now to promise: do" & @CRLF & _
                "	but now promise, Kate, you will endeavour for your" & @CRLF & _
                "	French part of such a boy; and for my English moiety" & @CRLF & _
                "	take the word of a king and a bachelor. How answer" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, la plus belle Katharine du monde, mon tres cher" & @CRLF & _
                "	et devin deesse?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Your majestee ave fausse French enough to deceive de" & @CRLF & _
                "	most sage demoiselle dat is en France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Now, fie upon my false French! By mine honour, in" & @CRLF & _
                "	true English, I love thee, Kate: by which honour I" & @CRLF & _
                "	dare not swear thou lovest me; yet my blood begins to" & @CRLF & _
                "	flatter me that thou dost, notwithstanding the poor" & @CRLF & _
                "	and untempering effect of my visage. Now, beshrew" & @CRLF & _
                "	my father's ambition! he was thinking of civil wars" & @CRLF & _
                "	when he got me: therefore was I created with a" & @CRLF & _
                "	stubborn outside, with an aspect of iron, that, when" & @CRLF & _
                "	I come to woo ladies, I fright them. But, in faith," & @CRLF & _
                "	Kate, the elder I wax, the better I shall appear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	my comfort is, that old age, that ill layer up of" & @CRLF & _
                "	beauty, can do no more, spoil upon my face: thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	hast me, if thou hast me, at the worst; and thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	shalt wear me, if thou wear me, better and better:" & @CRLF & _
                "	and therefore tell me, most fair Katharine, will you" & @CRLF & _
                "	have me? Put off your maiden blushes; avouch the" & @CRLF & _
                "	thoughts of your heart with the looks of an empress;" & @CRLF & _
                "	take me by the hand, and say 'Harry of England I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	thine:' which word thou shalt no sooner bless mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	ear withal, but I will tell thee aloud 'England is" & @CRLF & _
                "	thine, Ireland is thine, France is thine, and Harry" & @CRLF & _
                "	Plantagenet is thine;' who though I speak it before" & @CRLF & _
                "	his face, if he be not fellow with the best king," & @CRLF & _
                "	thou shalt find the best king of good fellows." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, your answer in broken music; for thy voice is" & @CRLF & _
                "	music and thy English broken; therefore, queen of" & @CRLF & _
                "	all, Katharine, break thy mind to me in broken" & @CRLF & _
                "	English; wilt thou have me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Dat is as it sall please de roi mon pere." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Nay, it will please him well, Kate it shall please" & @CRLF & _
                "	him, Kate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Den it sall also content me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Upon that I kiss your hand, and I call you my queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Laissez, mon seigneur, laissez, laissez: ma foi, je" & @CRLF & _
                "	ne veux point que vous abaissiez votre grandeur en" & @CRLF & _
                "	baisant la main d'une de votre seigeurie indigne" & @CRLF & _
                "	serviteur; excusez-moi, je vous supplie, mon" & @CRLF & _
                "	tres-puissant seigneur." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Then I will kiss your lips, Kate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Les dames et demoiselles pour etre baisees devant" & @CRLF & _
                "	leur noces, il n'est pas la coutume de France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Madam my interpreter, what says she?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALICE	Dat it is not be de fashion pour les ladies of" & @CRLF & _
                "	France,--I cannot tell vat is baiser en Anglish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	To kiss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALICE	Your majesty entendre bettre que moi." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	It is not a fashion for the maids in France to kiss" & @CRLF & _
                "	before they are married, would she say?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALICE	Oui, vraiment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	O Kate, nice customs curtsy to great kings. Dear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Kate, you and I cannot be confined within the weak" & @CRLF & _
                "	list of a country's fashion: we are the makers of" & @CRLF & _
                "	manners, Kate; and the liberty that follows our" & @CRLF & _
                "	places stops the mouth of all find-faults; as I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	do yours, for upholding the nice fashion of your" & @CRLF & _
                "	country in denying me a kiss: therefore, patiently" & @CRLF & _
                "	and yielding." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kissing her]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have witchcraft in your lips, Kate: there is" & @CRLF & _
                "	more eloquence in a sugar touch of them than in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	tongues of the French council; and they should" & @CRLF & _
                "	sooner persuade Harry of England than a general" & @CRLF & _
                "	petition of monarchs. Here comes your father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter the FRENCH KING and his QUEEN, BURGUNDY," & @CRLF & _
                "	and other Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	God save your majesty! my royal cousin, teach you" & @CRLF & _
                "	our princess English?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	I would have her learn, my fair cousin, how" & @CRLF & _
                "	perfectly I love her; and that is good English." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	Is she not apt?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Our tongue is rough, coz, and my condition is not" & @CRLF & _
                "	smooth; so that, having neither the voice nor the" & @CRLF & _
                "	heart of flattery about me, I cannot so conjure up" & @CRLF & _
                "	the spirit of love in her, that he will appear in" & @CRLF & _
                "	his true likeness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	Pardon the frankness of my mirth, if I answer you" & @CRLF & _
                "	for that. If you would conjure in her, you must" & @CRLF & _
                "	make a circle; if conjure up love in her in his true" & @CRLF & _
                "	likeness, he must appear naked and blind. Can you" & @CRLF & _
                "	blame her then, being a maid yet rosed over with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	virgin crimson of modesty, if she deny the" & @CRLF & _
                "	appearance of a naked blind boy in her naked seeing" & @CRLF & _
                "	self? It were, my lord, a hard condition for a maid" & @CRLF & _
                "	to consign to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Yet they do wink and yield, as love is blind and enforces." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	They are then excused, my lord, when they see not" & @CRLF & _
                "	what they do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Then, good my lord, teach your cousin to consent winking." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	I will wink on her to consent, my lord, if you will" & @CRLF & _
                "	teach her to know my meaning: for maids, well" & @CRLF & _
                "	summered and warm kept, are like flies at" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bartholomew-tide, blind, though they have their" & @CRLF & _
                "	eyes; and then they will endure handling, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	before would not abide looking on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	This moral ties me over to time and a hot summer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and so I shall catch the fly, your cousin, in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	latter end and she must be blind too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	As love is, my lord, before it loves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	It is so: and you may, some of you, thank love for" & @CRLF & _
                "	my blindness, who cannot see many a fair French city" & @CRLF & _
                "	for one fair French maid that stands in my way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRENCH KING	Yes, my lord, you see them perspectively, the cities" & @CRLF & _
                "	turned into a maid; for they are all girdled with" & @CRLF & _
                "	maiden walls that war hath never entered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Shall Kate be my wife?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRENCH KING	So please you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	I am content; so the maiden cities you talk of may" & @CRLF & _
                "	wait on her: so the maid that stood in the way for" & @CRLF & _
                "	my wish shall show me the way to my will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRENCH KING	We have consented to all terms of reason." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Is't so, my lords of England?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WESTMORELAND	The king hath granted every article:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His daughter first, and then in sequel all," & @CRLF & _
                "	According to their firm proposed natures." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXETER	Only he hath not yet subscribed this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where your majesty demands, that the King of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	having any occasion to write for matter of grant," & @CRLF & _
                "	shall name your highness in this form and with this" & @CRLF & _
                "	addition in French, Notre trescher fils Henri, Roi" & @CRLF & _
                "	d'Angleterre, Heritier de France; and thus in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Latin, Praeclarissimus filius noster Henricus, Rex" & @CRLF & _
                "	Angliae, et Haeres Franciae." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRENCH KING	Nor this I have not, brother, so denied," & @CRLF & _
                "	But your request shall make me let it pass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	I pray you then, in love and dear alliance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let that one article rank with the rest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thereupon give me your daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRENCH KING	Take her, fair son, and from her blood raise up" & @CRLF & _
                "	Issue to me; that the contending kingdoms" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of France and England, whose very shores look pale" & @CRLF & _
                "	With envy of each other's happiness," & @CRLF & _
                "	May cease their hatred, and this dear conjunction" & @CRLF & _
                "	Plant neighbourhood and Christian-like accord" & @CRLF & _
                "	In their sweet bosoms, that never war advance" & @CRLF & _
                "	His bleeding sword 'twixt England and fair France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	Amen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Now, welcome, Kate: and bear me witness all," & @CRLF & _
                "	That here I kiss her as my sovereign queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ISABEL	God, the best maker of all marriages," & @CRLF & _
                "	Combine your hearts in one, your realms in one!" & @CRLF & _
                "	As man and wife, being two, are one in love," & @CRLF & _
                "	So be there 'twixt your kingdoms such a spousal," & @CRLF & _
                "	That never may ill office, or fell jealousy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which troubles oft the bed of blessed marriage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thrust in between the paction of these kingdoms," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make divorce of their incorporate league;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That English may as French, French Englishmen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Receive each other. God speak this Amen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	Amen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY V	Prepare we for our marriage--on which day," & @CRLF & _
                "	My Lord of Burgundy, we'll take your oath," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the peers', for surety of our leagues." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then shall I swear to Kate, and you to me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And may our oaths well kept and prosperous be!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sennet. Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	EPILOGUE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Chorus]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chorus	Thus far, with rough and all-unable pen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our bending author hath pursued the story," & @CRLF & _
                "	In little room confining mighty men," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mangling by starts the full course of their glory." & @CRLF & _
                "	Small time, but in that small most greatly lived" & @CRLF & _
                "	This star of England: Fortune made his sword;" & @CRLF & _
                "	By which the world's best garden be achieved," & @CRLF & _
                "	And of it left his son imperial lord." & @CRLF & _
                "	Henry the Sixth, in infant bands crown'd King" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of France and England, did this king succeed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose state so many had the managing," & @CRLF & _
                "	That they lost France and made his England bleed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which oft our stage hath shown; and, for their sake," & @CRLF & _
                "	In your fair minds let this acceptance take." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY VIII" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY" & @CRLF & _
                "the Eighth	(KING HENRY VIII:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL CAMPEIUS:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPUCIUS	Ambassador from the Emperor Charles V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANMER	Archbishop of Canterbury." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF NORFOLK	(NORFOLK:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM	(BUCKINGHAM:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF SUFFOLK	(SUFFOLK:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF SURREY	(SURREY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chamberlain	(Chamberlain:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Chancellor	(Chancellor:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARDINER	Bishop of Winchester." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bishop of Lincoln. (LINCOLN:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD ABERGAVENNY	(ABERGAVENNY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD SANDS	(SANDS:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HENRY" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDFORD	(GUILDFORD:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR THOMAS LOVELL	(LOVELL:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANTHONY DENNY	(DENNY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR NICHOLAS VAUX	(VAUX:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Secretaries to Wolsey." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Secretary:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Secretary:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CROMWELL	Servant to Wolsey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRIFFITH	Gentleman-usher to Queen Katharine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Three Gentlemen." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Gentleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Gentleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Gentleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR BUTTS	Physician to the King." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Garter King-at-Arms. (Garter:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Surveyor to the Duke of Buckingham. (Surveyor:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRANDON:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Sergeant-at-Arms. (Sergeant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Door-keeper of the Council-chamber. Porter, (Porter:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	and his Man. (Man:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Page to Gardiner. (Boy:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Crier. (Crier:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	(QUEEN KATHARINE:)  Wife to King Henry, afterwards" & @CRLF & _
                "	divorced. (KATHARINE:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE BULLEN	(ANNE:) her Maid of Honour, afterwards Queen. (QUEEN ANNE:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	An old Lady, friend to Anne Bullen. (Old Lady:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATIENCE	woman to Queen Katharine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Several Lords and Ladies in the Dumb Shows; Women" & @CRLF & _
                "	attending upon the Queen; Scribes, Officers, Guards," & @CRLF & _
                "	and other Attendants." & @CRLF & _
                "	Spirits." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Scribe:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Keeper:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	London; Westminster; Kimbolton" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY VIII" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE PROLOGUE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I come no more to make you laugh: things now," & @CRLF & _
                "	That bear a weighty and a serious brow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sad, high, and working, full of state and woe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such noble scenes as draw the eye to flow," & @CRLF & _
                "	We now present. Those that can pity, here" & @CRLF & _
                "	May, if they think it well, let fall a tear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The subject will deserve it. Such as give" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their money out of hope they may believe," & @CRLF & _
                "	May here find truth too. Those that come to see" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only a show or two, and so agree" & @CRLF & _
                "	The play may pass, if they be still and willing," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll undertake may see away their shilling" & @CRLF & _
                "	Richly in two short hours. Only they" & @CRLF & _
                "	That come to hear a merry bawdy play," & @CRLF & _
                "	A noise of targets, or to see a fellow" & @CRLF & _
                "	In a long motley coat guarded with yellow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will be deceived; for, gentle hearers, know," & @CRLF & _
                "	To rank our chosen truth with such a show" & @CRLF & _
                "	As fool and fight is, beside forfeiting" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our own brains, and the opinion that we bring," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make that only true we now intend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will leave us never an understanding friend." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, for goodness' sake, and as you are known" & @CRLF & _
                "	The first and happiest hearers of the town," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be sad, as we would make ye: think ye see" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very persons of our noble story" & @CRLF & _
                "	As they were living; think you see them great," & @CRLF & _
                "	And follow'd with the general throng and sweat" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thousand friends; then in a moment, see" & @CRLF & _
                "	How soon this mightiness meets misery:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, if you can be merry then, I'll say" & @CRLF & _
                "	A man may weep upon his wedding-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY VIII" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	London. An ante-chamber in the palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter NORFOLK at one door; at the other, BUCKINGHAM" & @CRLF & _
                "	and ABERGAVENNY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Good morrow, and well met. How have ye done" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since last we saw in France?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	I thank your grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Healthful; and ever since a fresh admirer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what I saw there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	An untimely ague" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stay'd me a prisoner in my chamber when" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those suns of glory, those two lights of men," & @CRLF & _
                "	Met in the vale of Andren." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	'Twixt Guynes and Arde:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I was then present, saw them salute on horseback;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beheld them, when they lighted, how they clung" & @CRLF & _
                "	In their embracement, as they grew together;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which had they, what four throned ones could have weigh'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such a compounded one?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	All the whole time" & @CRLF & _
                "	I was my chamber's prisoner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	Then you lost" & @CRLF & _
                "	The view of earthly glory: men might say," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till this time pomp was single, but now married" & @CRLF & _
                "	To one above itself. Each following day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Became the next day's master, till the last" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made former wonders its. To-day the French," & @CRLF & _
                "	All clinquant, all in gold, like heathen gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shone down the English; and, to-morrow, they" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made Britain India: every man that stood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Show'd like a mine. Their dwarfish pages were" & @CRLF & _
                "	As cherubins, all guilt: the madams too," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not used to toil, did almost sweat to bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	The pride upon them, that their very labour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was to them as a painting: now this masque" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was cried incomparable; and the ensuing night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made it a fool and beggar. The two kings," & @CRLF & _
                "	Equal in lustre, were now best, now worst," & @CRLF & _
                "	As presence did present them; him in eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Still him in praise: and, being present both" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twas said they saw but one; and no discerner" & @CRLF & _
                "	Durst wag his tongue in censure. When these suns--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For so they phrase 'em--by their heralds challenged" & @CRLF & _
                "	The noble spirits to arms, they did perform" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beyond thought's compass; that former fabulous story," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being now seen possible enough, got credit," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Bevis was believed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	O, you go far." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	As I belong to worship and affect" & @CRLF & _
                "	In honour honesty, the tract of every thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would by a good discourser lose some life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which action's self was tongue to. All was royal;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the disposing of it nought rebell'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Order gave each thing view; the office did" & @CRLF & _
                "	Distinctly his full function." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Who did guide," & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean, who set the body and the limbs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this great sport together, as you guess?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	One, certes, that promises no element" & @CRLF & _
                "	In such a business." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	I pray you, who, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	All this was order'd by the good discretion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the right reverend Cardinal of York." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	The devil speed him! no man's pie is freed" & @CRLF & _
                "	From his ambitious finger. What had he" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do in these fierce vanities? I wonder" & @CRLF & _
                "	That such a keech can with his very bulk" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take up the rays o' the beneficial sun" & @CRLF & _
                "	And keep it from the earth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	Surely, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	There's in him stuff that puts him to these ends;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, being not propp'd by ancestry, whose grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Chalks successors their way, nor call'd upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	For high feats done to the crown; neither allied" & @CRLF & _
                "	For eminent assistants; but, spider-like," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of his self-drawing web, he gives us note," & @CRLF & _
                "	The force of his own merit makes his way" & @CRLF & _
                "	A gift that heaven gives for him, which buys" & @CRLF & _
                "	A place next to the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABERGAVENNY	I cannot tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	What heaven hath given him,--let some graver eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pierce into that; but I can see his pride" & @CRLF & _
                "	Peep through each part of him: whence has he that," & @CRLF & _
                "	If not from hell? the devil is a niggard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or has given all before, and he begins" & @CRLF & _
                "	A new hell in himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Why the devil," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon this French going out, took he upon him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without the privity o' the king, to appoint" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who should attend on him? He makes up the file" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all the gentry; for the most part such" & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom as great a charge as little honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	He meant to lay upon: and his own letter," & @CRLF & _
                "	The honourable board of council out," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must fetch him in the papers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABERGAVENNY	I do know" & @CRLF & _
                "	Kinsmen of mine, three at the least, that have" & @CRLF & _
                "	By this so sickened their estates, that never" & @CRLF & _
                "	They shall abound as formerly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	O, many" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have broke their backs with laying manors on 'em" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this great journey. What did this vanity" & @CRLF & _
                "	But minister communication of" & @CRLF & _
                "	A most poor issue?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	                  Grievingly I think," & @CRLF & _
                "	The peace between the French and us not values" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cost that did conclude it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Every man," & @CRLF & _
                "	After the hideous storm that follow'd, was" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thing inspired; and, not consulting, broke" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into a general prophecy; That this tempest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dashing the garment of this peace, aboded" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sudden breach on't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	Which is budded out;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For France hath flaw'd the league, and hath attach'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our merchants' goods at Bourdeaux." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABERGAVENNY	Is it therefore" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ambassador is silenced?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	Marry, is't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABERGAVENNY	A proper title of a peace; and purchased" & @CRLF & _
                "	At a superfluous rate!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Why, all this business" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our reverend cardinal carried." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	Like it your grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	The state takes notice of the private difference" & @CRLF & _
                "	Betwixt you and the cardinal. I advise you--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And take it from a heart that wishes towards you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Honour and plenteous safety--that you read" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cardinal's malice and his potency" & @CRLF & _
                "	Together; to consider further that" & @CRLF & _
                "	What his high hatred would effect wants not" & @CRLF & _
                "	A minister in his power. You know his nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he's revengeful, and I know his sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath a sharp edge: it's long and, 't may be said," & @CRLF & _
                "	It reaches far, and where 'twill not extend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thither he darts it. Bosom up my counsel," & @CRLF & _
                "	You'll find it wholesome. Lo, where comes that rock" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I advise your shunning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CARDINAL WOLSEY, the purse borne before him," & @CRLF & _
                "	certain of the Guard, and two Secretaries with" & @CRLF & _
                "	papers. CARDINAL WOLSEY in his passage fixeth his" & @CRLF & _
                "	eye on BUCKINGHAM, and BUCKINGHAM on him, both full" & @CRLF & _
                "	of disdain]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	The Duke of Buckingham's surveyor, ha?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where's his examination?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Secretary	Here, so please you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Is he in person ready?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Secretary	Ay, please your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Well, we shall then know more; and Buckingham" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall lessen this big look." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt CARDINAL WOLSEY and his Train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	This butcher's cur is venom-mouth'd, and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have not the power to muzzle him; therefore best" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not wake him in his slumber. A beggar's book" & @CRLF & _
                "	Outworths a noble's blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	What, are you chafed?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ask God for temperance; that's the appliance only" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which your disease requires." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	I read in's looks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Matter against me; and his eye reviled" & @CRLF & _
                "	Me, as his abject object: at this instant" & @CRLF & _
                "	He bores me with some trick: he's gone to the king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll follow and outstare him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	Stay, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let your reason with your choler question" & @CRLF & _
                "	What 'tis you go about: to climb steep hills" & @CRLF & _
                "	Requires slow pace at first: anger is like" & @CRLF & _
                "	A full-hot horse, who being allow'd his way," & @CRLF & _
                "	Self-mettle tires him. Not a man in England" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can advise me like you: be to yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you would to your friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	I'll to the king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And from a mouth of honour quite cry down" & @CRLF & _
                "	This Ipswich fellow's insolence; or proclaim" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's difference in no persons." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	Be advised;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot" & @CRLF & _
                "	That it do singe yourself: we may outrun," & @CRLF & _
                "	By violent swiftness, that which we run at," & @CRLF & _
                "	And lose by over-running. Know you not," & @CRLF & _
                "	The fire that mounts the liquor til run o'er," & @CRLF & _
                "	In seeming to augment it wastes it? Be advised:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I say again, there is no English soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	More stronger to direct you than yourself," & @CRLF & _
                "	If with the sap of reason you would quench," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or but allay, the fire of passion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am thankful to you; and I'll go along" & @CRLF & _
                "	By your prescription: but this top-proud fellow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom from the flow of gall I name not but" & @CRLF & _
                "	From sincere motions, by intelligence," & @CRLF & _
                "	And proofs as clear as founts in July when" & @CRLF & _
                "	We see each grain of gravel, I do know" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be corrupt and treasonous." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	Say not 'treasonous.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	To the king I'll say't; and make my vouch as strong" & @CRLF & _
                "	As shore of rock. Attend. This holy fox," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or wolf, or both,--for he is equal ravenous" & @CRLF & _
                "	As he is subtle, and as prone to mischief" & @CRLF & _
                "	As able to perform't; his mind and place" & @CRLF & _
                "	Infecting one another, yea, reciprocally--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only to show his pomp as well in France" & @CRLF & _
                "	As here at home, suggests the king our master" & @CRLF & _
                "	To this last costly treaty, the interview," & @CRLF & _
                "	That swallow'd so much treasure, and like a glass" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did break i' the rinsing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	Faith, and so it did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Pray, give me favour, sir. This cunning cardinal" & @CRLF & _
                "	The articles o' the combination drew" & @CRLF & _
                "	As himself pleased; and they were ratified" & @CRLF & _
                "	As he cried 'Thus let be': to as much end" & @CRLF & _
                "	As give a crutch to the dead: but our count-cardinal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Has done this, and 'tis well; for worthy Wolsey," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who cannot err, he did it. Now this follows,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, as I take it, is a kind of puppy" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the old dam, treason,--Charles the emperor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Under pretence to see the queen his aunt--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'twas indeed his colour, but he came" & @CRLF & _
                "	To whisper Wolsey,--here makes visitation:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His fears were, that the interview betwixt" & @CRLF & _
                "	England and France might, through their amity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Breed him some prejudice; for from this league" & @CRLF & _
                "	Peep'd harms that menaced him: he privily" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deals with our cardinal; and, as I trow,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I do well; for I am sure the emperor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Paid ere he promised; whereby his suit was granted" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere it was ask'd; but when the way was made," & @CRLF & _
                "	And paved with gold, the emperor thus desired," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he would please to alter the king's course," & @CRLF & _
                "	And break the foresaid peace. Let the king know," & @CRLF & _
                "	As soon he shall by me, that thus the cardinal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Does buy and sell his honour as he pleases," & @CRLF & _
                "	And for his own advantage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	I am sorry" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear this of him; and could wish he were" & @CRLF & _
                "	Something mistaken in't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	No, not a syllable:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I  do pronounce him in that very shape" & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall appear in proof." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BRANDON, a Sergeant-at-arms before him, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	two or three of the Guard]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRANDON	Your office, sergeant; execute it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sergeant	Sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord the Duke of Buckingham, and Earl" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Hereford, Stafford, and Northampton, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Arrest thee of high treason, in the name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of our most sovereign king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Lo, you, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	The net has fall'n upon me! I shall perish" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under device and practise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRANDON	I am sorry" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see you ta'en from liberty, to look on" & @CRLF & _
                "	The business present: 'tis his highness' pleasure" & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall to the Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	It will help me nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	To plead mine innocence; for that dye is on me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which makes my whitest part black. The will of heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be done in this and all things! I obey." & @CRLF & _
                "	O my Lord Abergavenny, fare you well!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRANDON	Nay, he must bear you company. The king" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To ABERGAVENNY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is pleased you shall to the Tower, till you know" & @CRLF & _
                "	How he determines further." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABERGAVENNY	As the duke said," & @CRLF & _
                "	The will of heaven be done, and the king's pleasure" & @CRLF & _
                "	By me obey'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRANDON	                  Here is a warrant from" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king to attach Lord Montacute; and the bodies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the duke's confessor, John de la Car," & @CRLF & _
                "	One Gilbert Peck, his chancellor--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	So, so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	These are the limbs o' the plot: no more, I hope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRANDON	A monk o' the Chartreux." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	O, Nicholas Hopkins?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRANDON	He." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	My surveyor is false; the o'er-great cardinal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath show'd him gold; my life is spann'd already:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am the shadow of poor Buckingham," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose figure even this instant cloud puts on," & @CRLF & _
                "	By darkening my clear sun. My lord, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY VIII" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same. The council-chamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Cornets. Enter KING HENRY VIII, leaning on" & @CRLF & _
                "	CARDINAL WOLSEY's shoulder, the Nobles, and LOVELL;" & @CRLF & _
                "	CARDINAL WOLSEY places himself under KING HENRY" & @CRLF & _
                "	VIII's feet on his right side]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	My life itself, and the best heart of it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thanks you for this great care: I stood i' the level" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of a full-charged confederacy, and give thanks" & @CRLF & _
                "	To you that choked it. Let be call'd before us" & @CRLF & _
                "	That gentleman of Buckingham's; in person" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll hear him his confessions justify;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And point by point the treasons of his master" & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall again relate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A noise within, crying 'Room for the Queen!' Enter" & @CRLF & _
                "	QUEEN KATHARINE, ushered by NORFOLK, and SUFFOLK:" & @CRLF & _
                "	she kneels. KING HENRY VIII riseth from his state," & @CRLF & _
                "	takes her up, kisses and placeth her by him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	Nay, we must longer kneel: I am a suitor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Arise, and take place by us: half your suit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never name to us; you have half our power:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The other moiety, ere you ask, is given;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Repeat your will and take it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	Thank your majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "	That you would love yourself, and in that love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not unconsider'd leave your honour, nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	The dignity of your office, is the point" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my petition." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	                  Lady mine, proceed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	I am solicited, not by a few," & @CRLF & _
                "	And those of true condition, that your subjects" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are in great grievance: there have been commissions" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sent down among 'em, which hath flaw'd the heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all their loyalties: wherein, although," & @CRLF & _
                "	My good lord cardinal, they vent reproaches" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most bitterly on you, as putter on" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of these exactions, yet the king our master--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose honour heaven shield from soil!--even he" & @CRLF & _
                "	escapes not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Language unmannerly, yea, such which breaks" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sides of loyalty, and almost appears" & @CRLF & _
                "	In loud rebellion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	                  Not almost appears," & @CRLF & _
                "	It doth appear; for, upon these taxations," & @CRLF & _
                "	The clothiers all, not able to maintain" & @CRLF & _
                "	The many to them longing, have put off" & @CRLF & _
                "	The spinsters, carders, fullers, weavers, who," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unfit for other life, compell'd by hunger" & @CRLF & _
                "	And lack of other means, in desperate manner" & @CRLF & _
                "	Daring the event to the teeth, are all in uproar," & @CRLF & _
                "	And danger serves among then!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Taxation!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein? and what taxation? My lord cardinal," & @CRLF & _
                "	You that are blamed for it alike with us," & @CRLF & _
                "	Know you of this taxation?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Please you, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	I know but of a single part, in aught" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pertains to the state; and front but in that file" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where others tell steps with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	No, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	You know no more than others; but you frame" & @CRLF & _
                "	Things that are known alike; which are not wholesome" & @CRLF & _
                "	To those which would not know them, and yet must" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perforce be their acquaintance. These exactions," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereof my sovereign would have note, they are" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most pestilent to the bearing; and, to bear 'em," & @CRLF & _
                "	The back is sacrifice to the load. They say" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are devised by you; or else you suffer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too hard an exclamation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Still exaction!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The nature of it? in what kind, let's know," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is this exaction?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	                  I am much too venturous" & @CRLF & _
                "	In tempting of your patience; but am bolden'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under your promised pardon. The subjects' grief" & @CRLF & _
                "	Comes through commissions, which compel from each" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sixth part of his substance, to be levied" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without delay; and the pretence for this" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is named, your wars in France: this makes bold mouths:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tongues spit their duties out, and cold hearts freeze" & @CRLF & _
                "	Allegiance in them; their curses now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Live where their prayers did: and it's come to pass," & @CRLF & _
                "	This tractable obedience is a slave" & @CRLF & _
                "	To each incensed will. I would your highness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would give it quick consideration, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no primer business." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	By my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	This is against our pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	And for me," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have no further gone in this than by" & @CRLF & _
                "	A single voice; and that not pass'd me but" & @CRLF & _
                "	By learned approbation of the judges. If I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	Traduced by ignorant tongues, which neither know" & @CRLF & _
                "	My faculties nor person, yet will be" & @CRLF & _
                "	The chronicles of my doing, let me say" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis but the fate of place, and the rough brake" & @CRLF & _
                "	That virtue must go through. We must not stint" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our necessary actions, in the fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	To cope malicious censurers; which ever," & @CRLF & _
                "	As ravenous fishes, do a vessel follow" & @CRLF & _
                "	That is new-trimm'd, but benefit no further" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than vainly longing. What we oft do best," & @CRLF & _
                "	By sick interpreters, once weak ones, is" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not ours, or not allow'd; what worst, as oft," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hitting a grosser quality, is cried up" & @CRLF & _
                "	For our best act. If we shall stand still," & @CRLF & _
                "	In fear our motion will be mock'd or carp'd at," & @CRLF & _
                "	We should take root here where we sit, or sit" & @CRLF & _
                "	State-statues only." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Things done well," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with a care, exempt themselves from fear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Things done without example, in their issue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are to be fear'd. Have you a precedent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this commission? I believe, not any." & @CRLF & _
                "	We must not rend our subjects from our laws," & @CRLF & _
                "	And stick them in our will. Sixth part of each?" & @CRLF & _
                "	A trembling contribution! Why, we take" & @CRLF & _
                "	From every tree lop, bark, and part o' the timber;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, though we leave it with a root, thus hack'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	The air will drink the sap. To every county" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where this is question'd send our letters, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	Free pardon to each man that has denied" & @CRLF & _
                "	The force of this commission: pray, look to't;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I put it to your care." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	A word with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To the Secretary]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let there be letters writ to every shire," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the king's grace and pardon. The grieved commons" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hardly conceive of me; let it be noised" & @CRLF & _
                "	That through our intercession this revokement" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pardon comes: I shall anon advise you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Further in the proceeding." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Secretary]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Surveyor]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	I am sorry that the Duke of Buckingham" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is run in your displeasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	It grieves many:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The gentleman is learn'd, and a most rare speaker;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To nature none more bound; his training such," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he may furnish and instruct great teachers," & @CRLF & _
                "	And never seek for aid out of himself. Yet see," & @CRLF & _
                "	When these so noble benefits shall prove" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not well disposed, the mind growing once corrupt," & @CRLF & _
                "	They turn to vicious forms, ten times more ugly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than ever they were fair. This man so complete," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who was enroll'd 'mongst wonders, and when we," & @CRLF & _
                "	Almost with ravish'd listening, could not find" & @CRLF & _
                "	His hour of speech a minute; he, my lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath into monstrous habits put the graces" & @CRLF & _
                "	That once were his, and is become as black" & @CRLF & _
                "	As if besmear'd in hell. Sit by us; you shall hear--" & @CRLF & _
                "	This was his gentleman in trust--of him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Things to strike honour sad. Bid him recount" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fore-recited practises; whereof" & @CRLF & _
                "	We cannot feel too little, hear too much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Stand forth, and with bold spirit relate what you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most like a careful subject, have collected" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of the Duke of Buckingham." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Speak freely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Surveyor	First, it was usual with him, every day" & @CRLF & _
                "	It would infect his speech, that if the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should without issue die, he'll carry it so" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make the sceptre his: these very words" & @CRLF & _
                "	I've heard him utter to his son-in-law," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord Abergavenny; to whom by oath he menaced" & @CRLF & _
                "	Revenge upon the cardinal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Please your highness, note" & @CRLF & _
                "	This dangerous conception in this point." & @CRLF & _
                "	Not friended by by his wish, to your high person" & @CRLF & _
                "	His will is most malignant; and it stretches" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beyond you, to your friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	My learn'd lord cardinal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deliver all with charity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Speak on:" & @CRLF & _
                "	How grounded he his title to the crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon our fail? to this point hast thou heard him" & @CRLF & _
                "	At any time speak aught?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Surveyor	He was brought to this" & @CRLF & _
                "	By a vain prophecy of Nicholas Hopkins." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	What was that Hopkins?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Surveyor	Sir, a Chartreux friar," & @CRLF & _
                "	His confessor, who fed him every minute" & @CRLF & _
                "	With words of sovereignty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	How know'st thou this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Surveyor	Not long before your highness sped to France," & @CRLF & _
                "	The duke being at the Rose, within the parish" & @CRLF & _
                "	Saint Lawrence Poultney, did of me demand" & @CRLF & _
                "	What was the speech among the Londoners" & @CRLF & _
                "	Concerning the French journey: I replied," & @CRLF & _
                "	Men fear'd the French would prove perfidious," & @CRLF & _
                "	To the king's danger. Presently the duke" & @CRLF & _
                "	Said, 'twas the fear, indeed; and that he doubted" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twould prove the verity of certain words" & @CRLF & _
                "	Spoke by a holy monk; 'that oft,' says he," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Hath sent to me, wishing me to permit" & @CRLF & _
                "	John de la Car, my chaplain, a choice hour" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear from him a matter of some moment:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom after under the confession's seal" & @CRLF & _
                "	He solemnly had sworn, that what he spoke" & @CRLF & _
                "	My chaplain to no creature living, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	To me, should utter, with demure confidence" & @CRLF & _
                "	This pausingly ensued: neither the king nor's heirs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell you the duke, shall prosper: bid him strive" & @CRLF & _
                "	To gain the love o' the commonalty: the duke" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall govern England.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	If I know you well," & @CRLF & _
                "	You were the duke's surveyor, and lost your office" & @CRLF & _
                "	On the complaint o' the tenants: take good heed" & @CRLF & _
                "	You charge not in your spleen a noble person" & @CRLF & _
                "	And spoil your nobler soul: I say, take heed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yes, heartily beseech you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Let him on." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go forward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Surveyor	     On my soul, I'll speak but truth." & @CRLF & _
                "	I told my lord the duke, by the devil's illusions" & @CRLF & _
                "	The monk might be deceived; and that 'twas dangerous for him" & @CRLF & _
                "	To ruminate on this so far, until" & @CRLF & _
                "	It forged him some design, which, being believed," & @CRLF & _
                "	It was much like to do: he answer'd, 'Tush," & @CRLF & _
                "	It can do me no damage;' adding further," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, had the king in his last sickness fail'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	The cardinal's and Sir Thomas Lovell's heads" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should have gone off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Ha! what, so rank? Ah ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's mischief in this man: canst thou say further?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Surveyor	I can, my liege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	                  Proceed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Surveyor	Being at Greenwich," & @CRLF & _
                "	After your highness had reproved the duke" & @CRLF & _
                "	About Sir William Blomer,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	I remember" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of such a time: being my sworn servant," & @CRLF & _
                "	The duke retain'd him his. But on; what hence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Surveyor	'If,' quoth he, 'I for this had been committed," & @CRLF & _
                "	As, to the Tower, I thought, I would have play'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The part my father meant to act upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	The usurper Richard; who, being at Salisbury," & @CRLF & _
                "	Made suit to come in's presence; which if granted," & @CRLF & _
                "	As he made semblance of his duty, would" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have put his knife to him.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	A giant traitor!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Now, madam, may his highness live in freedom," & @CRLF & _
                "	and this man out of prison?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	God mend all!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	There's something more would out of thee; what say'st?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Surveyor	After 'the duke his father,' with 'the knife,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	He stretch'd him, and, with one hand on his dagger," & @CRLF & _
                "	Another spread on's breast, mounting his eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	He did discharge a horrible oath; whose tenor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was,--were he evil used, he would outgo" & @CRLF & _
                "	His father by as much as a performance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Does an irresolute purpose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	There's his period," & @CRLF & _
                "	To sheathe his knife in us. He is attach'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call him to present trial: if he may" & @CRLF & _
                "	Find mercy in the law, 'tis his: if none," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him not seek 't of us: by day and night," & @CRLF & _
                "	He's traitor to the height." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY VIII" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	An ante-chamber in the palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Chamberlain and SANDS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	Is't possible the spells of France should juggle" & @CRLF & _
                "	Men into such strange mysteries?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SANDS	New customs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though they be never so ridiculous," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, let 'em be unmanly, yet are follow'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	As far as I see, all the good our English" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have got by the late voyage is but merely" & @CRLF & _
                "	A fit or two o' the face; but they are shrewd ones;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For when they hold 'em, you would swear directly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their very noses had been counsellors" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Pepin or Clotharius, they keep state so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SANDS	They have all new legs, and lame ones: one would take it," & @CRLF & _
                "	That never saw 'em pace before, the spavin" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or springhalt reign'd among 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	Death! my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their clothes are after such a pagan cut too," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, sure, they've worn out Christendom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LOVELL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		                  How now!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What news, Sir Thomas Lovell?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LOVELL	Faith, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	I hear of none, but the new proclamation" & @CRLF & _
                "	That's clapp'd upon the court-gate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	What is't for?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LOVELL	The reformation of our travell'd gallants," & @CRLF & _
                "	That fill the court with quarrels, talk, and tailors." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	I'm glad 'tis there: now I would pray our monsieurs" & @CRLF & _
                "	To think an English courtier may be wise," & @CRLF & _
                "	And never see the Louvre." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LOVELL	They must either," & @CRLF & _
                "	For so run the conditions, leave those remnants" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of fool and feather that they got in France," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all their honourable point of ignorance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pertaining thereunto, as fights and fireworks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Abusing better men than they can be," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of a foreign wisdom, renouncing clean" & @CRLF & _
                "	The faith they have in tennis, and tall stockings," & @CRLF & _
                "	Short blister'd breeches, and those types of travel," & @CRLF & _
                "	And understand again like honest men;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or pack to their old playfellows: there, I take it," & @CRLF & _
                "	They may, 'cum privilegio,' wear away" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lag end of their lewdness and be laugh'd at." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SANDS	'Tis time to give 'em physic, their diseases" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are grown so catching." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	What a loss our ladies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will have of these trim vanities!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LOVELL	Ay, marry," & @CRLF & _
                "	There will be woe indeed, lords: the sly whoresons" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have got a speeding trick to lay down ladies;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A French song and a fiddle has no fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SANDS	The devil fiddle 'em! I am glad they are going," & @CRLF & _
                "	For, sure, there's no converting of 'em: now" & @CRLF & _
                "	An honest country lord, as I am, beaten" & @CRLF & _
                "	A long time out of play, may bring his plainsong" & @CRLF & _
                "	And have an hour of hearing; and, by'r lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	Held current music too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	Well said, Lord Sands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your colt's tooth is not cast yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SANDS	No, my lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor shall not, while I have a stump." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	Sir Thomas," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whither were you a-going?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LOVELL	To the cardinal's:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your lordship is a guest too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	O, 'tis true:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This night he makes a supper, and a great one," & @CRLF & _
                "	To many lords and ladies; there will be" & @CRLF & _
                "	The beauty of this kingdom, I'll assure you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LOVELL	That churchman bears a bounteous mind indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "	A hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His dews fall every where." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	No doubt he's noble;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He had a black mouth that said other of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SANDS	He may, my lord; has wherewithal: in him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sparing would show a worse sin than ill doctrine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Men of his way should be most liberal;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are set here for examples." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	True, they are so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But few now give so great ones. My barge stays;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your lordship shall along. Come, good Sir Thomas," & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall be late else; which I would not be," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I was spoke to, with Sir Henry Guildford" & @CRLF & _
                "	This night to be comptrollers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SANDS	I am your lordship's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY VIII" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	A Hall in York Place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Hautboys. A small table under a state for CARDINAL" & @CRLF & _
                "	WOLSEY, a longer table for the guests. Then enter" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANNE and divers other Ladies and Gentlemen as" & @CRLF & _
                "	guests, at one door; at another door, enter" & @CRLF & _
                "	GUILDFORD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GUILDFORD	Ladies, a general welcome from his grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Salutes ye all; this night he dedicates" & @CRLF & _
                "	To fair content and you: none here, he hopes," & @CRLF & _
                "	In all this noble bevy, has brought with her" & @CRLF & _
                "	One care abroad; he would have all as merry" & @CRLF & _
                "	As, first, good company, good wine, good welcome," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can make good people. O, my lord, you're tardy:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Chamberlain, SANDS, and LOVELL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very thought of this fair company" & @CRLF & _
                "	Clapp'd wings to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	You are young, Sir Harry Guildford." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SANDS	Sir Thomas Lovell, had the cardinal" & @CRLF & _
                "	But half my lay thoughts in him, some of these" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should find a running banquet ere they rested," & @CRLF & _
                "	I think would better please 'em: by my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	They are a sweet society of fair ones." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LOVELL	O, that your lordship were but now confessor" & @CRLF & _
                "	To one or two of these!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SANDS	I would I were;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They should find easy penance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LOVELL	Faith, how easy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SANDS	As easy as a down-bed would afford it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	Sweet ladies, will it please you sit? Sir Harry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Place you that side; I'll take the charge of this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His grace is entering. Nay, you must not freeze;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two women placed together makes cold weather:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My Lord Sands, you are one will keep 'em waking;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray, sit between these ladies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SANDS	By my faith," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thank your lordship. By your leave, sweet ladies:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had it from my father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE	Was he mad, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SANDS	O, very mad, exceeding mad, in love too:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But he would bite none; just as I do now," & @CRLF & _
                "	He would kiss you twenty with a breath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kisses her]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	Well said, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "	So, now you're fairly seated. Gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	The penance lies on you, if these fair ladies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pass away frowning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SANDS	For my little cure," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Hautboys. Enter CARDINAL WOLSEY, and takes his state]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	You're welcome, my fair guests: that noble lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or gentleman, that is not freely merry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not my friend: this, to confirm my welcome;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to you all, good health." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drinks]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SANDS	Your grace is noble:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me have such a bowl may hold my thanks," & @CRLF & _
                "	And save me so much talking." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	My Lord Sands," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am beholding to you: cheer your neighbours." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ladies, you are not merry: gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose fault is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SANDS	The red wine first must rise" & @CRLF & _
                "	In their fair cheeks, my lord; then we shall have 'em" & @CRLF & _
                "	Talk us to silence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE	You are a merry gamester," & @CRLF & _
                "	My Lord Sands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SANDS	                  Yes, if I make my play." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here's to your ladyship: and pledge it, madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'tis to such a thing,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE	You cannot show me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SANDS	I told your grace they would talk anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drum and trumpet, chambers discharged]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	What's that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	Look out there, some of ye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	What warlike voice," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to what end is this? Nay, ladies, fear not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	By all the laws of war you're privileged." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	How now! what is't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	A noble troop of strangers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For so they seem: they've left their barge and landed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hither make, as great ambassadors" & @CRLF & _
                "	From foreign princes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Good lord chamberlain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, give 'em welcome; you can speak the French tongue;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, pray, receive 'em nobly, and conduct 'em" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into our presence, where this heaven of beauty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall shine at full upon them. Some attend him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Chamberlain, attended. All rise, and tables removed]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have now a broken banquet; but we'll mend it." & @CRLF & _
                "	A good digestion to you all: and once more" & @CRLF & _
                "	I shower a welcome on ye; welcome all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Hautboys. Enter KING HENRY VIII and others, as" & @CRLF & _
                "	masquers, habited like shepherds, ushered by the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Chamberlain. They pass directly before CARDINAL" & @CRLF & _
                "	WOLSEY, and gracefully salute him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A noble company! what are their pleasures?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	Because they speak no English, thus they pray'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To tell your grace, that, having heard by fame" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this so noble and so fair assembly" & @CRLF & _
                "	This night to meet here, they could do no less" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of the great respect they bear to beauty," & @CRLF & _
                "	But leave their flocks; and, under your fair conduct," & @CRLF & _
                "	Crave leave to view these ladies and entreat" & @CRLF & _
                "	An hour of revels with 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Say, lord chamberlain," & @CRLF & _
                "	They have done my poor house grace; for which I pay 'em" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thousand thanks, and pray 'em take their pleasures." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They choose Ladies for the dance. KING HENRY VIII" & @CRLF & _
                "	chooses ANNE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	The fairest hand I ever touch'd! O beauty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till now I never knew thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music. Dance]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	My lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	Your grace?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Pray, tell 'em thus much from me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There should be one amongst 'em, by his person," & @CRLF & _
                "	More worthy this place than myself; to whom," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I but knew him, with my love and duty" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would surrender it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	I will, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Whispers the Masquers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	What say they?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	                  Such a one, they all confess," & @CRLF & _
                "	There is indeed; which they would have your grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Find out, and he will take it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Let me see, then." & @CRLF & _
                "	By all your good leaves, gentlemen; here I'll make" & @CRLF & _
                "	My royal choice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	                  Ye have found him, cardinal:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Unmasking]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You hold a fair assembly; you do well, lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are a churchman, or, I'll tell you, cardinal," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should judge now unhappily." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	I am glad" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your grace is grown so pleasant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	My lord chamberlain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Prithee, come hither: what fair lady's that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	An't please your grace, Sir Thomas Bullen's daughter--" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Viscount Rochford,--one of her highness' women." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	By heaven, she is a dainty one. Sweetheart," & @CRLF & _
                "	I were unmannerly, to take you out," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not to kiss you. A health, gentlemen!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let it go round." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Sir Thomas Lovell, is the banquet ready" & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the privy chamber?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LOVELL	Yes, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Your grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear, with dancing is a little heated." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	I fear, too much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	                  There's fresher air, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	In the next chamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Lead in your ladies, every one: sweet partner," & @CRLF & _
                "	I must not yet forsake you: let's be merry:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good my lord cardinal, I have half a dozen healths" & @CRLF & _
                "	To drink to these fair ladies, and a measure" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lead 'em once again; and then let's dream" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who's best in favour. Let the music knock it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt with trumpets]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY VIII" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Westminster. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two Gentlemen, meeting]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Whither away so fast?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	O, God save ye!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to the hall, to hear what shall become" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the great Duke of Buckingham." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	I'll save you" & @CRLF & _
                "	That labour, sir. All's now done, but the ceremony" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of bringing back the prisoner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	Were you there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Yes, indeed, was I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	Pray, speak what has happen'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	You may guess quickly what." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	Is he found guilty?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Yes, truly is he, and condemn'd upon't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	I am sorry for't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	                  So are a number more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	But, pray, how pass'd it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	I'll tell you in a little. The great duke" & @CRLF & _
                "	Came to the bar; where to his accusations" & @CRLF & _
                "	He pleaded still not guilty and alleged" & @CRLF & _
                "	Many sharp reasons to defeat the law." & @CRLF & _
                "	The king's attorney on the contrary" & @CRLF & _
                "	Urged on the examinations, proofs, confessions" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of divers witnesses; which the duke desired" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have brought viva voce to his face:" & @CRLF & _
                "	At which appear'd against him his surveyor;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Gilbert Peck his chancellor; and John Car," & @CRLF & _
                "	Confessor to him; with that devil-monk," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hopkins, that made this mischief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	That was he" & @CRLF & _
                "	That fed him with his prophecies?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "	All these accused him strongly; which he fain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would have flung from him, but, indeed, he could not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so his peers, upon this evidence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have found him guilty of high treason. Much" & @CRLF & _
                "	He spoke, and learnedly, for life; but all" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was either pitied in him or forgotten." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	After all this, how did he bear himself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	When he was brought again to the bar, to hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	His knell rung out, his judgment, he was stirr'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With such an agony, he sweat extremely," & @CRLF & _
                "	And something spoke in choler, ill, and hasty:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But he fell to himself again, and sweetly" & @CRLF & _
                "	In all the rest show'd a most noble patience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	I do not think he fears death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Sure, he does not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He never was so womanish; the cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	He may a little grieve at." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	Certainly" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cardinal is the end of this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	'Tis likely," & @CRLF & _
                "	By all conjectures: first, Kildare's attainder," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then deputy of Ireland; who removed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Earl Surrey was sent thither, and in haste too," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest he should help his father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	That trick of state" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was a deep envious one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	At his return" & @CRLF & _
                "	No doubt he will requite it. This is noted," & @CRLF & _
                "	And generally, whoever the king favours," & @CRLF & _
                "	The cardinal instantly will find employment," & @CRLF & _
                "	And far enough from court too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	All the commons" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hate him perniciously, and, o' my conscience," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wish him ten fathom deep: this duke as much" & @CRLF & _
                "	They love and dote on; call him bounteous Buckingham," & @CRLF & _
                "	The mirror of all courtesy;--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Stay there, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	And see the noble ruin'd man you speak of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BUCKINGHAM from his arraignment; tip-staves" & @CRLF & _
                "	before him; the axe with the edge towards him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	halberds on each side: accompanied with LOVELL," & @CRLF & _
                "	VAUX, SANDS, and common people]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	Let's stand close, and behold him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	All good people," & @CRLF & _
                "	You that thus far have come to pity me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear what I say, and then go home and lose me." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have this day received a traitor's judgment," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by that name must die: yet, heaven bear witness," & @CRLF & _
                "	And if I have a conscience, let it sink me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even as the axe falls, if I be not faithful!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The law I bear no malice for my death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'T has done, upon the premises, but justice:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But those that sought it I could wish more Christians:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be what they will, I heartily forgive 'em:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet let 'em look they glory not in mischief," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor build their evils on the graves of great men;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For then my guiltless blood must cry against 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "	For further life in this world I ne'er hope," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor will I sue, although the king have mercies" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than I dare make faults. You few that loved me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And dare be bold to weep for Buckingham," & @CRLF & _
                "	His noble friends and fellows, whom to leave" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is only bitter to him, only dying," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go with me, like good angels, to my end;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as the long divorce of steel falls on me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make of your prayers one sweet sacrifice," & @CRLF & _
                "	And lift my soul to heaven. Lead on, o' God's name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LOVELL	I do beseech your grace, for charity," & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever any malice in your heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were hid against me, now to forgive me frankly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Sir Thomas Lovell, I as free forgive you" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I would be forgiven: I forgive all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There cannot be those numberless offences" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Gainst me, that I cannot take peace with:" & @CRLF & _
                "	no black envy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall mark my grave. Commend me to his grace;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if he speak of Buckingham, pray, tell him" & @CRLF & _
                "	You met him half in heaven: my vows and prayers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet are the king's; and, till my soul forsake," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall cry for blessings on him: may he live" & @CRLF & _
                "	Longer than I have time to tell his years!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ever beloved and loving may his rule be!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when old time shall lead him to his end," & @CRLF & _
                "	Goodness and he fill up one monument!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LOVELL	To the water side I must conduct your grace;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then give my charge up to Sir Nicholas Vaux," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who undertakes you to your end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VAUX	Prepare there," & @CRLF & _
                "	The duke is coming: see the barge be ready;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fit it with such furniture as suits" & @CRLF & _
                "	The greatness of his person." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Nay, Sir Nicholas," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let it alone; my state now will but mock me." & @CRLF & _
                "	When I came hither, I was lord high constable" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Duke of Buckingham; now, poor Edward Bohun:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet I am richer than my base accusers," & @CRLF & _
                "	That never knew what truth meant: I now seal it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with that blood will make 'em one day groan for't." & @CRLF & _
                "	My noble father, Henry of Buckingham," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who first raised head against usurping Richard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Flying for succor to his servant Banister," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being distress'd, was by that wretch betray'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And without trial fell; God's peace be with him!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Henry the Seventh succeeding, truly pitying" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father's loss, like a most royal prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	Restored me to my honours, and, out of ruins," & @CRLF & _
                "	Made my name once more noble. Now his son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Henry the Eighth, life, honour, name and all" & @CRLF & _
                "	That made me happy at one stroke has taken" & @CRLF & _
                "	For ever from the world. I had my trial," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, must needs say, a noble one; which makes me," & @CRLF & _
                "	A little happier than my wretched father:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet thus far we are one in fortunes: both" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fell by our servants, by those men we loved most;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A most unnatural and faithless service!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven has an end in all: yet, you that hear me," & @CRLF & _
                "	This from a dying man receive as certain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where you are liberal of your loves and counsels" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be sure you be not loose; for those you make friends" & @CRLF & _
                "	And give your hearts to, when they once perceive" & @CRLF & _
                "	The least rub in your fortunes, fall away" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like water from ye, never found again" & @CRLF & _
                "	But where they mean to sink ye. All good people," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray for me! I must now forsake ye: the last hour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my long weary life is come upon me. Farewell:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when you would say something that is sad," & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak how I fell. I have done; and God forgive me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt BUCKINGHAM and Train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	O, this is full of pity! Sir, it calls," & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear, too many curses on their beads" & @CRLF & _
                "	That were the authors." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	If the duke be guiltless," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis full of woe: yet I can give you inkling" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of an ensuing evil, if it fall," & @CRLF & _
                "	Greater than this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	                  Good angels keep it from us!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What may it be? You do not doubt my faith, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	This secret is so weighty, 'twill require" & @CRLF & _
                "	A strong faith to conceal it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Let me have it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do not talk much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	I am confident," & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall, sir: did you not of late days hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	A buzzing of a separation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between the king and Katharine?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Yes, but it held not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For when the king once heard it, out of anger" & @CRLF & _
                "	He sent command to the lord mayor straight" & @CRLF & _
                "	To stop the rumor, and allay those tongues" & @CRLF & _
                "	That durst disperse it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	But that slander, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is found a truth now: for it grows again" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fresher than e'er it was; and held for certain" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king will venture at it. Either the cardinal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or some about him near, have, out of malice" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the good queen, possess'd him with a scruple" & @CRLF & _
                "	That will undo her: to confirm this too," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cardinal Campeius is arrived, and lately;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As all think, for this business." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	'Tis the cardinal;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And merely to revenge him on the emperor" & @CRLF & _
                "	For not bestowing on him, at his asking," & @CRLF & _
                "	The archbishopric of Toledo, this is purposed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	I think you have hit the mark: but is't not cruel" & @CRLF & _
                "	That she should feel the smart of this? The cardinal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will have his will, and she must fall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	'Tis woful." & @CRLF & _
                "	We are too open here to argue this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's think in private more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY VIII" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	An ante-chamber in the palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Chamberlain, reading a letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	'My lord, the horses your lordship sent for, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	all the care I had, I saw well chosen, ridden, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	furnished. They were young and handsome, and of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	best breed in the north. When they were ready to" & @CRLF & _
                "	set out for London, a man of my lord cardinal's, by" & @CRLF & _
                "	commission and main power, took 'em from me; with" & @CRLF & _
                "	this reason: His master would be served before a" & @CRLF & _
                "	subject, if not before the king; which stopped our" & @CRLF & _
                "	mouths, sir.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear he will indeed: well, let him have them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He will have all, I think." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, to Chamberlain, NORFOLK and SUFFOLK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	Well met, my lord chamberlain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	Good day to both your graces." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	How is the king employ'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	I left him private," & @CRLF & _
                "	Full of sad thoughts and troubles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	What's the cause?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	It seems the marriage with his brother's wife" & @CRLF & _
                "	Has crept too near his conscience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	No, his conscience" & @CRLF & _
                "	Has crept too near another lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	'Tis so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the cardinal's doing, the king-cardinal:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That blind priest, like the eldest son of fortune," & @CRLF & _
                "	Turns what he list. The king will know him one day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Pray God he do! he'll never know himself else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	How holily he works in all his business!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with what zeal! for, now he has crack'd the league" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between us and the emperor, the queen's great nephew," & @CRLF & _
                "	He dives into the king's soul, and there scatters" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dangers, doubts, wringing of the conscience," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fears, and despairs; and all these for his marriage:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And out of all these to restore the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	He counsels a divorce; a loss of her" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, like a jewel, has hung twenty years" & @CRLF & _
                "	About his neck, yet never lost her lustre;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of her that loves him with that excellence" & @CRLF & _
                "	That angels love good men with; even of her" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, when the greatest stroke of fortune falls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will bless the king: and is not this course pious?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	Heaven keep me from such counsel! 'Tis most true" & @CRLF & _
                "	These news are every where; every tongue speaks 'em," & @CRLF & _
                "	And every true heart weeps for't: all that dare" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look into these affairs see this main end," & @CRLF & _
                "	The French king's sister. Heaven will one day open" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king's eyes, that so long have slept upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	This bold bad man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	                  And free us from his slavery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	We had need pray," & @CRLF & _
                "	And heartily, for our deliverance;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or this imperious man will work us all" & @CRLF & _
                "	From princes into pages: all men's honours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lie like one lump before him, to be fashion'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into what pitch he please." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	For me, my lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	I love him not, nor fear him; there's my creed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I am made without him, so I'll stand," & @CRLF & _
                "	If the king please; his curses and his blessings" & @CRLF & _
                "	Touch me alike, they're breath I not believe in." & @CRLF & _
                "	I knew him, and I know him; so I leave him" & @CRLF & _
                "	To him that made him proud, the pope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	Let's in;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with some other business put the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	From these sad thoughts, that work too much upon him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord, you'll bear us company?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	Excuse me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king has sent me otherwhere: besides," & @CRLF & _
                "	You'll find a most unfit time to disturb him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Health to your lordships." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	Thanks, my good lord chamberlain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Chamberlain; and KING HENRY VIII draws the" & @CRLF & _
                "	curtain, and sits reading pensively]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	How sad he looks! sure, he is much afflicted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Who's there, ha?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	                  Pray God he be not angry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Who's there, I say? How dare you thrust yourselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into my private meditations?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who am I? ha?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	A gracious king that pardons all offences" & @CRLF & _
                "	Malice ne'er meant: our breach of duty this way" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is business of estate; in which we come" & @CRLF & _
                "	To know your royal pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Ye are too bold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go to; I'll make ye know your times of business:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is this an hour for temporal affairs, ha?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CARDINAL WOLSEY and CARDINAL CAMPEIUS, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	a commission]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who's there? my good lord cardinal? O my Wolsey," & @CRLF & _
                "	The quiet of my wounded conscience;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art a cure fit for a king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To CARDINAL CAMPEIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		          You're welcome," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most learned reverend sir, into our kingdom:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Use us and it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To CARDINAL WOLSEY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	My good lord, have great care" & @CRLF & _
                "	I be not found a talker." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Sir, you cannot." & @CRLF & _
                "	I would your grace would give us but an hour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of private conference." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	[To NORFOLK and SUFFOLK]" & @CRLF & _
                "		 We are busy; go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	[Aside to SUFFOLK]" & @CRLF & _
                "	This priest has no pride in him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	[Aside to NORFOLK]             Not to speak of:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not be so sick though for his place:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But this cannot continue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	[Aside to SUFFOLK]      If it do," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll venture one have-at-him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	[Aside to NORFOLK]          I another." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt NORFOLK and SUFFOLK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Your grace has given a precedent of wisdom" & @CRLF & _
                "	Above all princes, in committing freely" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your scruple to the voice of Christendom:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who can be angry now? what envy reach you?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Spaniard, tied blood and favour to her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must now confess, if they have any goodness," & @CRLF & _
                "	The trial just and noble. All the clerks," & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean the learned ones, in Christian kingdoms" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have their free voices: Rome, the nurse of judgment," & @CRLF & _
                "	Invited by your noble self, hath sent" & @CRLF & _
                "	One general tongue unto us, this good man," & @CRLF & _
                "	This just and learned priest, Cardinal Campeius;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom once more I present unto your highness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	And once more in mine arms I bid him welcome," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thank the holy conclave for their loves:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They have sent me such a man I would have wish'd for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL CAMPEIUS	Your grace must needs deserve all strangers' loves," & @CRLF & _
                "	You are so noble. To your highness' hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	I tender my commission; by whose virtue," & @CRLF & _
                "	The court of Rome commanding, you, my lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cardinal of York, are join'd with me their servant" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the unpartial judging of this business." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Two equal men. The queen shall be acquainted" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forthwith for what you come. Where's Gardiner?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	I know your majesty has always loved her" & @CRLF & _
                "	So dear in heart, not to deny her that" & @CRLF & _
                "	A woman of less place might ask by law:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Scholars allow'd freely to argue for her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Ay, and the best she shall have; and my favour" & @CRLF & _
                "	To him that does best: God forbid else. Cardinal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Prithee, call Gardiner to me, my new secretary:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I find him a fit fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit CARDINAL WOLSEY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter CARDINAL WOLSEY, with GARDINER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	[Aside to GARDINER]  Give me your hand much joy and" & @CRLF & _
                "	favour to you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are the king's now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARDINER	[Aside to CARDINAL WOLSEY]" & @CRLF & _
                "		  But to be commanded" & @CRLF & _
                "	For ever by your grace, whose hand has raised me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Come hither, Gardiner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Walks and whispers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL CAMPEIUS	My Lord of York, was not one Doctor Pace" & @CRLF & _
                "	In this man's place before him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Yes, he was." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL CAMPEIUS	Was he not held a learned man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Yes, surely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL CAMPEIUS	Believe me, there's an ill opinion spread then" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even of yourself, lord cardinal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	How! of me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL CAMPEIUS	They will not stick to say you envied him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fearing he would rise, he was so virtuous," & @CRLF & _
                "	Kept him a foreign man still; which so grieved him," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he ran mad and died." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Heaven's peace be with him!" & @CRLF & _
                "	That's Christian care enough: for living murmurers" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's places of rebuke. He was a fool;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he would needs be virtuous: that good fellow," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I command him, follows my appointment:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will have none so near else. Learn this, brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	We live not to be grip'd by meaner persons." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Deliver this with modesty to the queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit GARDINER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The most convenient place that I can think of" & @CRLF & _
                "	For such receipt of learning is Black-Friars;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There ye shall meet about this weighty business." & @CRLF & _
                "	My Wolsey, see it furnish'd. O, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would it not grieve an able man to leave" & @CRLF & _
                "	So sweet a bedfellow? But, conscience, conscience!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, 'tis a tender place; and I must leave her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY VIII" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	An ante-chamber of the QUEEN'S apartments." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANNE and an Old Lady]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE	Not for that neither: here's the pang that pinches:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His highness having lived so long with her, and she" & @CRLF & _
                "	So good a lady that no tongue could ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pronounce dishonour of her; by my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	She never knew harm-doing: O, now, after" & @CRLF & _
                "	So many courses of the sun enthroned," & @CRLF & _
                "	Still growing in a majesty and pomp, the which" & @CRLF & _
                "	To leave a thousand-fold more bitter than" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis sweet at first to acquire,--after this process," & @CRLF & _
                "	To give her the avaunt! it is a pity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would move a monster." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Lady	Hearts of most hard temper" & @CRLF & _
                "	Melt and lament for her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE	O, God's will! much better" & @CRLF & _
                "	She ne'er had known pomp: though't be temporal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, if that quarrel, fortune, do divorce" & @CRLF & _
                "	It from the bearer, 'tis a sufferance panging" & @CRLF & _
                "	As soul and body's severing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Lady	Alas, poor lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "	She's a stranger now again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE	So much the more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must pity drop upon her. Verily," & @CRLF & _
                "	I swear, 'tis better to be lowly born," & @CRLF & _
                "	And range with humble livers in content," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wear a golden sorrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Lady	Our content" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is our best having." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE	By my troth and maidenhead," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not be a queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Lady	Beshrew me, I would," & @CRLF & _
                "	And venture maidenhead for't; and so would you," & @CRLF & _
                "	For all this spice of your hypocrisy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You, that have so fair parts of woman on you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have too a woman's heart; which ever yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Affected eminence, wealth, sovereignty;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, to say sooth, are blessings; and which gifts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Saving your mincing, the capacity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of your soft cheveril conscience would receive," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you might please to stretch it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE	Nay, good troth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Lady	Yes, troth, and troth; you would not be a queen?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE	No, not for all the riches under heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Lady:	'Tis strange: a three-pence bow'd would hire me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Old as I am, to queen it: but, I pray you," & @CRLF & _
                "	What think you of a duchess? have you limbs" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bear that load of title?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE	No, in truth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Lady	Then you are weakly made: pluck off a little;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not be a young count in your way," & @CRLF & _
                "	For more than blushing comes to: if your back" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot vouchsafe this burthen,'tis too weak" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ever to get a boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE	                  How you do talk!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I swear again, I would not be a queen" & @CRLF & _
                "	For all the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Lady	                  In faith, for little England" & @CRLF & _
                "	You'ld venture an emballing: I myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would for Carnarvonshire, although there long'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	No more to the crown but that. Lo, who comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Chamberlain]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	Good morrow, ladies. What were't worth to know" & @CRLF & _
                "	The secret of your conference?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE	My good lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not your demand; it values not your asking:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our mistress' sorrows we were pitying." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	It was a gentle business, and becoming" & @CRLF & _
                "	The action of good women: there is hope" & @CRLF & _
                "	All will be well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE	                  Now, I pray God, amen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	You bear a gentle mind, and heavenly blessings" & @CRLF & _
                "	Follow such creatures. That you may, fair lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	Perceive I speak sincerely, and high note's" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ta'en of your many virtues, the king's majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commends his good opinion of you, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Does purpose honour to you no less flowing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than Marchioness of Pembroke: to which title" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thousand pound a year, annual support," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of his grace he adds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE	I do not know" & @CRLF & _
                "	What kind of my obedience I should tender;" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than my all is nothing: nor my prayers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are not words duly hallow'd, nor my wishes" & @CRLF & _
                "	More worth than empty vanities; yet prayers and wishes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are all I can return. Beseech your lordship," & @CRLF & _
                "	Vouchsafe to speak my thanks and my obedience," & @CRLF & _
                "	As from a blushing handmaid, to his highness;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose health and royalty I pray for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	Lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall not fail to approve the fair conceit" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king hath of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		I have perused her well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beauty and honour in her are so mingled" & @CRLF & _
                "	That they have caught the king: and who knows yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	But from this lady may proceed a gem" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lighten all this isle? I'll to the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	And say I spoke with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Chamberlain]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE	My honour'd lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Lady	Why, this it is; see, see!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have been begging sixteen years in court," & @CRLF & _
                "	Am yet a courtier beggarly, nor could" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come pat betwixt too early and too late" & @CRLF & _
                "	For any suit of pounds; and you, O fate!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A very fresh-fish here--fie, fie, fie upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	This compell'd fortune!--have your mouth fill'd up" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before you open it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE	This is strange to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Lady	How tastes it? is it bitter? forty pence, no." & @CRLF & _
                "	There was a lady once, 'tis an old story," & @CRLF & _
                "	That would not be a queen, that would she not," & @CRLF & _
                "	For all the mud in Egypt: have you heard it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE	Come, you are pleasant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Lady	With your theme, I could" & @CRLF & _
                "	O'ermount the lark. The Marchioness of Pembroke!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thousand pounds a year for pure respect!" & @CRLF & _
                "	No other obligation! By my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	That promises moe thousands: honour's train" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is longer than his foreskirt. By this time" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know your back will bear a duchess: say," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are you not stronger than you were?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE	Good lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make yourself mirth with your particular fancy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave me out on't. Would I had no being," & @CRLF & _
                "	If this salute my blood a jot: it faints me," & @CRLF & _
                "	To think what follows." & @CRLF & _
                "	The queen is comfortless, and we forgetful" & @CRLF & _
                "	In our long absence: pray, do not deliver" & @CRLF & _
                "	What here you've heard to her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Lady	What do you think me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY VIII" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	A hall in Black-Friars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpets, sennet, and cornets. Enter two Vergers," & @CRLF & _
                "	with short silver wands; next them, two Scribes, in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the habit of doctors; after them, CANTERBURY alone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	after him, LINCOLN, Ely, Rochester, and Saint" & @CRLF & _
                "	Asaph; next them, with some small distance, follows" & @CRLF & _
                "	a Gentleman bearing the purse, with the great seal," & @CRLF & _
                "	and a cardinal's hat; then two Priests, bearing" & @CRLF & _
                "	each a silver cross; then a Gentleman-usher" & @CRLF & _
                "	bare-headed, accompanied with a Sergeant-at-arms" & @CRLF & _
                "	bearing a silver mace; then two Gentlemen bearing" & @CRLF & _
                "	two great silver pillars; after them, side by side," & @CRLF & _
                "	CARDINAL WOLSEY and CARDINAL CAMPEIUS; two Noblemen" & @CRLF & _
                "	with the sword and mace. KING HENRY VIII takes" & @CRLF & _
                "	place under the cloth of state; CARDINAL WOLSEY and" & @CRLF & _
                "	CARDINAL CAMPEIUS sit under him as judges. QUEEN" & @CRLF & _
                "	KATHARINE takes place some distance from KING" & @CRLF & _
                "	HENRY VIII. The Bishops place themselves on each" & @CRLF & _
                "	side the court, in manner of a consistory; below" & @CRLF & _
                "	them, the Scribes. The Lords sit next the Bishops." & @CRLF & _
                "	The rest of the Attendants stand in convenient" & @CRLF & _
                "	order about the stage]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Whilst our commission from Rome is read," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let silence be commanded." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	What's the need?" & @CRLF & _
                "	It hath already publicly been read," & @CRLF & _
                "	And on all sides the authority allow'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You may, then, spare that time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Be't so. Proceed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Scribe	Say, Henry King of England, come into the court." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Crier	Henry King of England, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Scribe	Say, Katharine Queen of England, come into the court." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Crier	Katharine Queen of England, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[QUEEN KATHARINE makes no answer, rises out of her" & @CRLF & _
                "	chair, goes about the court, comes to KING HENRY" & @CRLF & _
                "	VIII, and kneels at his feet; then speaks]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	Sir, I desire you do me right and justice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to bestow your pity on me: for" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am a most poor woman, and a stranger," & @CRLF & _
                "	Born out of your dominions; having here" & @CRLF & _
                "	No judge indifferent, nor no more assurance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of equal friendship and proceeding. Alas, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	In what have I offended you? what cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath my behavior given to your displeasure," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thus you should proceed to put me off," & @CRLF & _
                "	And take your good grace from me? Heaven witness," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have been to you a true and humble wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	At all times to your will conformable;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ever in fear to kindle your dislike," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, subject to your countenance, glad or sorry" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I saw it inclined: when was the hour" & @CRLF & _
                "	I ever contradicted your desire," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or made it not mine too? Or which of your friends" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I not strove to love, although I knew" & @CRLF & _
                "	He were mine enemy? what friend of mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	That had to him derived your anger, did I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Continue in my liking? nay, gave notice" & @CRLF & _
                "	He was from thence discharged. Sir, call to mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have been your wife, in this obedience," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upward of twenty years, and have been blest" & @CRLF & _
                "	With many children by you: if, in the course" & @CRLF & _
                "	And process of this time, you can report," & @CRLF & _
                "	And prove it too, against mine honour aught," & @CRLF & _
                "	My bond to wedlock, or my love and duty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Against your sacred person, in God's name," & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn me away; and let the foul'st contempt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shut door upon me, and so give me up" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the sharp'st kind of justice. Please you sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	The king, your father, was reputed for" & @CRLF & _
                "	A prince most prudent, of an excellent" & @CRLF & _
                "	And unmatch'd wit and judgment: Ferdinand," & @CRLF & _
                "	My father, king of Spain, was reckon'd one" & @CRLF & _
                "	The wisest prince that there had reign'd by many" & @CRLF & _
                "	A year before: it is not to be question'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	That they had gather'd a wise council to them" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of every realm, that did debate this business," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who deem'd our marriage lawful: wherefore I humbly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beseech you, sir, to spare me, till I may" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be by my friends in Spain advised; whose counsel" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will implore: if not, i' the name of God," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your pleasure be fulfill'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	You have here, lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	And of your choice, these reverend fathers; men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of singular integrity and learning," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, the elect o' the land, who are assembled" & @CRLF & _
                "	To plead your cause: it shall be therefore bootless" & @CRLF & _
                "	That longer you desire the court; as well" & @CRLF & _
                "	For your own quiet, as to rectify" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is unsettled in the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL CAMPEIUS	His grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath spoken well and justly: therefore, madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	It's fit this royal session do proceed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that, without delay, their arguments" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be now produced and heard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	Lord cardinal," & @CRLF & _
                "	To you I speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	                  Your pleasure, madam?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	Sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am about to weep; but, thinking that" & @CRLF & _
                "	We are a queen, or long have dream'd so, certain" & @CRLF & _
                "	The daughter of a king, my drops of tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll turn to sparks of fire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Be patient yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	I will, when you are humble; nay, before," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or God will punish me. I do believe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Induced by potent circumstances, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are mine enemy, and make my challenge" & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall not be my judge: for it is you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have blown this coal betwixt my lord and me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which God's dew quench! Therefore I say again," & @CRLF & _
                "	I utterly abhor, yea, from my soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Refuse you for my judge; whom, yet once more," & @CRLF & _
                "	I hold my most malicious foe, and think not" & @CRLF & _
                "	At all a friend to truth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	I do profess" & @CRLF & _
                "	You speak not like yourself; who ever yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have stood to charity, and display'd the effects" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of disposition gentle, and of wisdom" & @CRLF & _
                "	O'ertopping woman's power. Madam, you do me wrong:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have no spleen against you; nor injustice" & @CRLF & _
                "	For you or any: how far I have proceeded," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or how far further shall, is warranted" & @CRLF & _
                "	By a commission from the consistory," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, the whole consistory of Rome. You charge me" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have blown this coal: I do deny it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king is present: if it be known to him" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I gainsay my deed, how may he wound," & @CRLF & _
                "	And worthily, my falsehood! yea, as much" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you have done my truth. If he know" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I am free of your report, he knows" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not of your wrong. Therefore in him" & @CRLF & _
                "	It lies to cure me: and the cure is, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	Remove these thoughts from you: the which before" & @CRLF & _
                "	His highness shall speak in, I do beseech" & @CRLF & _
                "	You, gracious madam, to unthink your speaking" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to say so no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	My lord, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am a simple woman, much too weak" & @CRLF & _
                "	To oppose your cunning. You're meek and" & @CRLF & _
                "	humble-mouth'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You sign your place and calling, in full seeming," & @CRLF & _
                "	With meekness and humility; but your heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is cramm'd with arrogancy, spleen, and pride." & @CRLF & _
                "	You have, by fortune and his highness' favours," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gone slightly o'er low steps and now are mounted" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where powers are your retainers, and your words," & @CRLF & _
                "	Domestics to you, serve your will as't please" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yourself pronounce their office. I must tell you," & @CRLF & _
                "	You tender more your person's honour than" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your high profession spiritual: that again" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do refuse you for my judge; and here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before you all, appeal unto the pope," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bring my whole cause 'fore his holiness," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to be judged by him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[She curtsies to KING HENRY VIII, and offers to depart]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL CAMPEIUS	The queen is obstinate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stubborn to justice, apt to accuse it, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Disdainful to be tried by't: 'tis not well." & @CRLF & _
                "	She's going away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Call her again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Crier	Katharine Queen of England, come into the court." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRIFFITH	Madam, you are call'd back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	What need you note it? pray you, keep your way:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When you are call'd, return. Now, the Lord help," & @CRLF & _
                "	They vex me past my patience! Pray you, pass on:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not tarry; no, nor ever more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon this business my appearance make" & @CRLF & _
                "	In any of their courts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt QUEEN KATHARINE and her Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Go thy ways, Kate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That man i' the world who shall report he has" & @CRLF & _
                "	A better wife, let him in nought be trusted," & @CRLF & _
                "	For speaking false in that: thou art, alone," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thy rare qualities, sweet gentleness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy meekness saint-like, wife-like government," & @CRLF & _
                "	Obeying in commanding, and thy parts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sovereign and pious else, could speak thee out," & @CRLF & _
                "	The queen of earthly queens: she's noble born;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, like her true nobility, she has" & @CRLF & _
                "	Carried herself towards me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Most gracious sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	In humblest manner I require your highness," & @CRLF & _
                "	That it shall please you to declare, in hearing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all these ears,--for where I am robb'd and bound," & @CRLF & _
                "	There must I be unloosed, although not there" & @CRLF & _
                "	At once and fully satisfied,--whether ever I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did broach this business to your highness; or" & @CRLF & _
                "	Laid any scruple in your way, which might" & @CRLF & _
                "	Induce you to the question on't? or ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have to you, but with thanks to God for such" & @CRLF & _
                "	A royal lady, spake one the least word that might" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be to the prejudice of her present state," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or touch of her good person?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	My lord cardinal," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do excuse you; yea, upon mine honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	I free you from't. You are not to be taught" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you have many enemies, that know not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why they are so, but, like to village-curs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bark when their fellows do: by some of these" & @CRLF & _
                "	The queen is put in anger. You're excused:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But will you be more justified? You ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have wish'd the sleeping of this business; never desired" & @CRLF & _
                "	It to be stirr'd; but oft have hinder'd, oft," & @CRLF & _
                "	The passages made toward it: on my honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	I speak my good lord cardinal to this point," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thus far clear him. Now, what moved me to't," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will be bold with time and your attention:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then mark the inducement. Thus it came; give heed to't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My conscience first received a tenderness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Scruple, and prick, on certain speeches utter'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	By the Bishop of Bayonne, then French ambassador;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who had been hither sent on the debating" & @CRLF & _
                "	A marriage 'twixt the Duke of Orleans and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our daughter Mary: i' the progress of this business," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere a determinate resolution, he," & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean the bishop, did require a respite;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein he might the king his lord advertise" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether our daughter were legitimate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Respecting this our marriage with the dowager," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sometimes our brother's wife. This respite shook" & @CRLF & _
                "	The bosom of my conscience, enter'd me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, with a splitting power, and made to tremble" & @CRLF & _
                "	The region of my breast; which forced such way," & @CRLF & _
                "	That many mazed considerings did throng" & @CRLF & _
                "	And press'd in with this caution. First, methought" & @CRLF & _
                "	I stood not in the smile of heaven; who had" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commanded nature, that my lady's womb," & @CRLF & _
                "	If it conceived a male child by me, should" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do no more offices of life to't than" & @CRLF & _
                "	The grave does to the dead; for her male issue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or died where they were made, or shortly after" & @CRLF & _
                "	This world had air'd them: hence I took a thought," & @CRLF & _
                "	This was a judgment on me; that my kingdom," & @CRLF & _
                "	Well worthy the best heir o' the world, should not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be gladded in't by me: then follows, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	I weigh'd the danger which my realms stood in" & @CRLF & _
                "	By this my issue's fail; and that gave to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Many a groaning throe. Thus hulling in" & @CRLF & _
                "	The wild sea of my conscience, I did steer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Toward this remedy, whereupon we are" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now present here together: that's to say," & @CRLF & _
                "	I meant to rectify my conscience,--which" & @CRLF & _
                "	I then did feel full sick, and yet not well,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	By all the reverend fathers of the land" & @CRLF & _
                "	And doctors learn'd: first I began in private" & @CRLF & _
                "	With you, my Lord of Lincoln; you remember" & @CRLF & _
                "	How under my oppression I did reek," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I first moved you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LINCOLN	Very well, my liege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	I have spoke long: be pleased yourself to say" & @CRLF & _
                "	How far you satisfied me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LINCOLN	So please your highness," & @CRLF & _
                "	The question did at first so stagger me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bearing a state of mighty moment in't" & @CRLF & _
                "	And consequence of dread, that I committed" & @CRLF & _
                "	The daring'st counsel which I had to doubt;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And did entreat your highness to this course" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which you are running here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	I then moved you," & @CRLF & _
                "	My Lord of Canterbury; and got your leave" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make this present summons: unsolicited" & @CRLF & _
                "	I left no reverend person in this court;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But by particular consent proceeded" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under your hands and seals: therefore, go on:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For no dislike i' the world against the person" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the good queen, but the sharp thorny points" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my alleged reasons, drive this forward:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prove but our marriage lawful, by my life" & @CRLF & _
                "	And kingly dignity, we are contented" & @CRLF & _
                "	To wear our mortal state to come with her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Katharine our queen, before the primest creature" & @CRLF & _
                "	That's paragon'd o' the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL CAMPEIUS	So please your highness," & @CRLF & _
                "	The queen being absent, 'tis a needful fitness" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we adjourn this court till further day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Meanwhile must be an earnest motion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made to the queen, to call back her appeal" & @CRLF & _
                "	She intends unto his holiness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	[Aside]	I may perceive" & @CRLF & _
                "	These cardinals trifle with me: I abhor" & @CRLF & _
                "	This dilatory sloth and tricks of Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "	My learn'd and well-beloved servant, Cranmer," & @CRLF & _
                "	Prithee, return: with thy approach, I know," & @CRLF & _
                "	My comfort comes along. Break up the court:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I say, set on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt in manner as they entered]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY VIII" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	London. QUEEN KATHARINE's apartments." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter QUEEN KATHARINE and her Women, as at work]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	Take thy lute, wench: my soul grows sad with troubles;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sing, and disperse 'em, if thou canst: leave working." & @CRLF & _
                "	[SONG]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Orpheus with his lute made trees," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the mountain tops that freeze," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bow themselves when he did sing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To his music plants and flowers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ever sprung; as sun and showers" & @CRLF & _
                "	There had made a lasting spring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Every thing that heard him play," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even the billows of the sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hung their heads, and then lay by." & @CRLF & _
                "	In sweet music is such art," & @CRLF & _
                "	Killing care and grief of heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fall asleep, or hearing, die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Gentleman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	How now!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	An't please your grace, the two great cardinals" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wait in the presence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	Would they speak with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	They will'd me say so, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	Pray their graces" & @CRLF & _
                "	To come near." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Gentleman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What can be their business" & @CRLF & _
                "	With me, a poor weak woman, fall'n from favour?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do not like their coming. Now I think on't," & @CRLF & _
                "	They should be good men; their affairs as righteous:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But all hoods make not monks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CARDINAL WOLSEY and CARDINAL CAMPEIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Peace to your highness!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	Your graces find me here part of a housewife," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would be all, against the worst may happen." & @CRLF & _
                "	What are your pleasures with me, reverend lords?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	May it please you noble madam, to withdraw" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into your private chamber, we shall give you" & @CRLF & _
                "	The full cause of our coming." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	Speak it here:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's nothing I have done yet, o' my conscience," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deserves a corner: would all other women" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could speak this with as free a soul as I do!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lords, I care not, so much I am happy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Above a number, if my actions" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were tried by every tongue, every eye saw 'em," & @CRLF & _
                "	Envy and base opinion set against 'em," & @CRLF & _
                "	I know my life so even. If your business" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seek me out, and that way I am wife in," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out with it boldly: truth loves open dealing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Tanta est erga te mentis integritas, regina" & @CRLF & _
                "	serenissima,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	O, good my lord, no Latin;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not such a truant since my coming," & @CRLF & _
                "	As not to know the language I have lived in:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A strange tongue makes my cause more strange," & @CRLF & _
                "	suspicious;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray, speak in English: here are some will thank you," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you speak truth, for their poor mistress' sake;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Believe me, she has had much wrong: lord cardinal," & @CRLF & _
                "	The willing'st sin I ever yet committed" & @CRLF & _
                "	May be absolved in English." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Noble lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am sorry my integrity should breed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And service to his majesty and you," & @CRLF & _
                "	So deep suspicion, where all faith was meant." & @CRLF & _
                "	We come not by the way of accusation," & @CRLF & _
                "	To taint that honour every good tongue blesses," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor to betray you any way to sorrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	You have too much, good lady; but to know" & @CRLF & _
                "	How you stand minded in the weighty difference" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between the king and you; and to deliver," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like free and honest men, our just opinions" & @CRLF & _
                "	And comforts to your cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL CAMPEIUS	Most honour'd madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	My Lord of York, out of his noble nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	Zeal and obedience he still bore your grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forgetting, like a good man your late censure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both of his truth and him, which was too far," & @CRLF & _
                "	Offers, as I do, in a sign of peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	His service and his counsel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	[Aside]	To betray me.--" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lords, I thank you both for your good wills;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ye speak like honest men; pray God, ye prove so!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But how to make ye suddenly an answer," & @CRLF & _
                "	In such a point of weight, so near mine honour,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	More near my life, I fear,--with my weak wit," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to such men of gravity and learning," & @CRLF & _
                "	In truth, I know not. I was set at work" & @CRLF & _
                "	Among my maids: full little, God knows, looking" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either for such men or such business." & @CRLF & _
                "	For her sake that I have been,--for I feel" & @CRLF & _
                "	The last fit of my greatness,--good your graces," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me have time and counsel for my cause:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, I am a woman, friendless, hopeless!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Madam, you wrong the king's love with these fears:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your hopes and friends are infinite." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	In England" & @CRLF & _
                "	But little for my profit: can you think, lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	That any Englishman dare give me counsel?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or be a known friend, 'gainst his highness' pleasure," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though he be grown so desperate to be honest," & @CRLF & _
                "	And live a subject? Nay, forsooth, my friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	They that must weigh out my afflictions," & @CRLF & _
                "	They that my trust must grow to, live not here:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are, as all my other comforts, far hence" & @CRLF & _
                "	In mine own country, lords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL CAMPEIUS	I would your grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would leave your griefs, and take my counsel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	How, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL CAMPEIUS	Put your main cause into the king's protection;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He's loving and most gracious: 'twill be much" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both for your honour better and your cause;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For if the trial of the law o'ertake ye," & @CRLF & _
                "	You'll part away disgraced." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	He tells you rightly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	Ye tell me what ye wish for both,--my ruin:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is this your Christian counsel? out upon ye!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven is above all yet; there sits a judge" & @CRLF & _
                "	That no king can corrupt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL CAMPEIUS	Your rage mistakes us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	The more shame for ye: holy men I thought ye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my soul, two reverend cardinal virtues;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But cardinal sins and hollow hearts I fear ye:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mend 'em, for shame, my lords. Is this your comfort?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cordial that ye bring a wretched lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	A woman lost among ye, laugh'd at, scorn'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not wish ye half my miseries;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have more charity: but say, I warn'd ye;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take heed, for heaven's sake, take heed, lest at once" & @CRLF & _
                "	The burthen of my sorrows fall upon ye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Madam, this is a mere distraction;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You turn the good we offer into envy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	Ye turn me into nothing: woe upon ye" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all such false professors! would you have me--" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you have any justice, any pity;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If ye be any thing but churchmen's habits--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put my sick cause into his hands that hates me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, has banish'd me his bed already," & @CRLF & _
                "	His love, too long ago! I am old, my lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the fellowship I hold now with him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is only my obedience. What can happen" & @CRLF & _
                "	To me above this wretchedness? all your studies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make me a curse like this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL CAMPEIUS	Your fears are worse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	Have I lived thus long--let me speak myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since virtue finds no friends--a wife, a true one?" & @CRLF & _
                "	A woman, I dare say without vain-glory," & @CRLF & _
                "	Never yet branded with suspicion?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I with all my full affections" & @CRLF & _
                "	Still met the king? loved him next heaven?" & @CRLF & _
                "	obey'd him?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Been, out of fondness, superstitious to him?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Almost forgot my prayers to content him?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And am I thus rewarded? 'tis not well, lords." & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring me a constant woman to her husband," & @CRLF & _
                "	One that ne'er dream'd a joy beyond his pleasure;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to that woman, when she has done most," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet will I add an honour, a great patience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Madam, you wander from the good we aim at." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	My lord, I dare not make myself so guilty," & @CRLF & _
                "	To give up willingly that noble title" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your master wed me to: nothing but death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall e'er divorce my dignities." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Pray, hear me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	Would I had never trod this English earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or felt the flatteries that grow upon it!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ye have angels' faces, but heaven knows your hearts." & @CRLF & _
                "	What will become of me now, wretched lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am the most unhappy woman living." & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, poor wenches, where are now your fortunes!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shipwreck'd upon a kingdom, where no pity," & @CRLF & _
                "	No friend, no hope; no kindred weep for me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Almost no grave allow'd me: like the lily," & @CRLF & _
                "	That once was mistress of the field and flourish'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll hang my head and perish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	If your grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could but be brought to know our ends are honest," & @CRLF & _
                "	You'ld feel more comfort: why should we, good lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon what cause, wrong you? alas, our places," & @CRLF & _
                "	The way of our profession is against it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We are to cure such sorrows, not to sow 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "	For goodness' sake, consider what you do;" & @CRLF & _
                "	How you may hurt yourself, ay, utterly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Grow from the king's acquaintance, by this carriage." & @CRLF & _
                "	The hearts of princes kiss obedience," & @CRLF & _
                "	So much they love it; but to stubborn spirits" & @CRLF & _
                "	They swell, and grow as terrible as storms." & @CRLF & _
                "	I know you have a gentle, noble temper," & @CRLF & _
                "	A soul as even as a calm: pray, think us" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those we profess, peace-makers, friends, and servants." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL CAMPEIUS	Madam, you'll find it so. You wrong your virtues" & @CRLF & _
                "	With these weak women's fears: a noble spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	As yours was put into you, ever casts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such doubts, as false coin, from it. The king loves you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beware you lose it not: for us, if you please" & @CRLF & _
                "	To trust us in your business, we are ready" & @CRLF & _
                "	To use our utmost studies in your service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN KATHARINE	Do what ye will, my lords: and, pray, forgive me," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I have used myself unmannerly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You know I am a woman, lacking wit" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make a seemly answer to such persons." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray, do my service to his majesty:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He has my heart yet; and shall have my prayers" & @CRLF & _
                "	While I shall have my life. Come, reverend fathers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bestow your counsels on me: she now begs," & @CRLF & _
                "	That little thought, when she set footing here," & @CRLF & _
                "	She should have bought her dignities so dear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY VIII" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Ante-chamber to KING HENRY VIII's apartment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter NORFOLK, SUFFOLK, SURREY, and Chamberlain]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	If you will now unite in your complaints," & @CRLF & _
                "	And force them with a constancy, the cardinal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot stand under them: if you omit" & @CRLF & _
                "	The offer of this time, I cannot promise" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that you shall sustain moe new disgraces," & @CRLF & _
                "	With these you bear already." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	I am joyful" & @CRLF & _
                "	To meet the least occasion that may give me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Remembrance of my father-in-law, the duke," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be revenged on him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Which of the peers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have uncontemn'd gone by him, or at least" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strangely neglected? when did he regard" & @CRLF & _
                "	The stamp of nobleness in any person" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of himself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	                  My lords, you speak your pleasures:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What he deserves of you and me I know;" & @CRLF & _
                "	What we can do to him, though now the time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gives way to us, I much fear. If you cannot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bar his access to the king, never attempt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Any thing on him; for he hath a witchcraft" & @CRLF & _
                "	Over the king in's tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	O, fear him not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His spell in that is out: the king hath found" & @CRLF & _
                "	Matter against him that for ever mars" & @CRLF & _
                "	The honey of his language. No, he's settled," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not to come off, in his displeasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	Sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should be glad to hear such news as this" & @CRLF & _
                "	Once every hour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	                  Believe it, this is true:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the divorce his contrary proceedings" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are all unfolded wherein he appears" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I would wish mine enemy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	How came" & @CRLF & _
                "	His practises to light?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Most strangely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	O, how, how?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	The cardinal's letters to the pope miscarried," & @CRLF & _
                "	And came to the eye o' the king: wherein was read," & @CRLF & _
                "	How that the cardinal did entreat his holiness" & @CRLF & _
                "	To stay the judgment o' the divorce; for if" & @CRLF & _
                "	It did take place, 'I do,' quoth he, 'perceive" & @CRLF & _
                "	My king is tangled in affection to" & @CRLF & _
                "	A creature of the queen's, Lady Anne Bullen.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	Has the king this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	                  Believe it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	Will this work?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	The king in this perceives him, how he coasts" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hedges his own way. But in this point" & @CRLF & _
                "	All his tricks founder, and he brings his physic" & @CRLF & _
                "	After his patient's death: the king already" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath married the fair lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	Would he had!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	May you be happy in your wish, my lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, I profess, you have it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	Now, all my joy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Trace the conjunction!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	My amen to't!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	All men's!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	There's order given for her coronation:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Marry, this is yet but young, and may be left" & @CRLF & _
                "	To some ears unrecounted. But, my lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	She is a gallant creature, and complete" & @CRLF & _
                "	In mind and feature: I persuade me, from her" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will fall some blessing to this land, which shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	In it be memorised." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	But, will the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Digest this letter of the cardinal's?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Lord forbid!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	                  Marry, amen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	No, no;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There be moe wasps that buzz about his nose" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will make this sting the sooner. Cardinal Campeius" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is stol'n away to Rome; hath ta'en no leave;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Has left the cause o' the king unhandled; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is posted, as the agent of our cardinal," & @CRLF & _
                "	To second all his plot. I do assure you" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king cried Ha! at this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	Now, God incense him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let him cry Ha! louder!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	But, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	When returns Cranmer?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	He is return'd in his opinions; which" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have satisfied the king for his divorce," & @CRLF & _
                "	Together with all famous colleges" & @CRLF & _
                "	Almost in Christendom: shortly, I believe," & @CRLF & _
                "	His second marriage shall be publish'd, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her coronation. Katharine no more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be call'd queen, but princess dowager" & @CRLF & _
                "	And widow to Prince Arthur." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	This same Cranmer's" & @CRLF & _
                "	A worthy fellow, and hath ta'en much pain" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the king's business." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	He has; and we shall see him" & @CRLF & _
                "	For it an archbishop." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	So I hear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	'Tis so." & @CRLF & _
                "	The cardinal!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CARDINAL WOLSEY and CROMWELL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	                  Observe, observe, he's moody." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	The packet, Cromwell." & @CRLF & _
                "	Gave't you the king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CROMWELL	To his own hand, in's bedchamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Look'd he o' the inside of the paper?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CROMWELL	Presently" & @CRLF & _
                "	He did unseal them: and the first he view'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	He did it with a serious mind; a heed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was in his countenance. You he bade" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attend him here this morning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Is he ready" & @CRLF & _
                "	To come abroad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CROMWELL	                  I think, by this he is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Leave me awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit CROMWELL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	It shall be to the Duchess of Alencon," & @CRLF & _
                "	The French king's sister: he shall marry her." & @CRLF & _
                "	Anne Bullen! No; I'll no Anne Bullens for him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's more in't than fair visage. Bullen!" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, we'll no Bullens. Speedily I wish" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear from Rome. The Marchioness of Pembroke!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	He's discontented." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	                  May be, he hears the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Does whet his anger to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	Sharp enough," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord, for thy justice!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	[Aside]  The late queen's gentlewoman," & @CRLF & _
                "	a knight's daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be her mistress' mistress! the queen's queen!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This candle burns not clear: 'tis I must snuff it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then out it goes. What though I know her virtuous" & @CRLF & _
                "	And well deserving? yet I know her for" & @CRLF & _
                "	A spleeny Lutheran; and not wholesome to" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our cause, that she should lie i' the bosom of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our hard-ruled king. Again, there is sprung up" & @CRLF & _
                "	An heretic, an arch one, Cranmer; one" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath crawl'd into the favour of the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	And is his oracle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	                  He is vex'd at something." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	I would 'twere something that would fret the string," & @CRLF & _
                "	The master-cord on's heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING HENRY VIII, reading of a schedule, and LOVELL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	The king, the king!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	What piles of wealth hath he accumulated" & @CRLF & _
                "	To his own portion! and what expense by the hour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seems to flow from him! How, i' the name of thrift," & @CRLF & _
                "	Does he rake this together! Now, my lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	Saw you the cardinal?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	My lord, we have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stood here observing him: some strange commotion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is in his brain: he bites his lip, and starts;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stops on a sudden, looks upon the ground," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then lays his finger on his temple, straight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Springs out into fast gait; then stops again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Strikes his breast hard, and anon he casts" & @CRLF & _
                "	His eye against the moon: in most strange postures" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have seen him set himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	It may well be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a mutiny in's mind. This morning" & @CRLF & _
                "	Papers of state he sent me to peruse," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I required: and wot you what I found" & @CRLF & _
                "	There,--on my conscience, put unwittingly?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forsooth, an inventory, thus importing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The several parcels of his plate, his treasure," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rich stuffs, and ornaments of household; which" & @CRLF & _
                "	I find at such proud rate, that it out-speaks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Possession of a subject." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	It's heaven's will:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some spirit put this paper in the packet," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bless your eye withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	If we did think" & @CRLF & _
                "	His contemplation were above the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fix'd on spiritual object, he should still" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dwell in his musings: but I am afraid" & @CRLF & _
                "	His thinkings are below the moon, not worth" & @CRLF & _
                "	His serious considering." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[King HENRY VIII takes his seat; whispers LOVELL," & @CRLF & _
                "	who goes to CARDINAL WOLSEY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Heaven forgive me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ever God bless your highness!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Good my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	You are full of heavenly stuff, and bear the inventory" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of your best graces in your mind; the which" & @CRLF & _
                "	You were now running o'er: you have scarce time" & @CRLF & _
                "	To steal from spiritual leisure a brief span" & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep your earthly audit: sure, in that" & @CRLF & _
                "	I deem you an ill husband, and am glad" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have you therein my companion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	For holy offices I have a time; a time" & @CRLF & _
                "	To think upon the part of business which" & @CRLF & _
                "	I bear i' the state; and nature does require" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her times of preservation, which perforce" & @CRLF & _
                "	I, her frail son, amongst my brethren mortal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must give my tendence to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	You have said well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	And ever may your highness yoke together," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I will lend you cause, my doing well" & @CRLF & _
                "	With my well saying!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	'Tis well said again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And 'tis a kind of good deed to say well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet words are no deeds. My father loved you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His said he did; and with his deed did crown" & @CRLF & _
                "	His word upon you. Since I had my office," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have kept you next my heart; have not alone" & @CRLF & _
                "	Employ'd you where high profits might come home," & @CRLF & _
                "	But pared my present havings, to bestow" & @CRLF & _
                "	My bounties upon you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	[Aside]             What should this mean?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	[Aside]  The Lord increase this business!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Have I not made you," & @CRLF & _
                "	The prime man of the state? I pray you, tell me," & @CRLF & _
                "	If what I now pronounce you have found true:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, if you may confess it, say withal," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you are bound to us or no. What say you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	My sovereign, I confess your royal graces," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shower'd on me daily, have been more than could" & @CRLF & _
                "	My studied purposes requite; which went" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beyond all man's endeavours: my endeavours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have ever come too short of my desires," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet filed with my abilities: mine own ends" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have been mine so that evermore they pointed" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the good of your most sacred person and" & @CRLF & _
                "	The profit of the state. For your great graces" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heap'd upon me, poor undeserver, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can nothing render but allegiant thanks," & @CRLF & _
                "	My prayers to heaven for you, my loyalty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which ever has and ever shall be growing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till death, that winter, kill it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Fairly answer'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A loyal and obedient subject is" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therein illustrated: the honour of it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Does pay the act of it; as, i' the contrary," & @CRLF & _
                "	The foulness is the punishment. I presume" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, as my hand has open'd bounty to you," & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart dropp'd love, my power rain'd honour, more" & @CRLF & _
                "	On you than any; so your hand and heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your brain, and every function of your power," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should, notwithstanding that your bond of duty," & @CRLF & _
                "	As 'twere in love's particular, be more" & @CRLF & _
                "	To me, your friend, than any." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	I do profess" & @CRLF & _
                "	That for your highness' good I ever labour'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than mine own; that am, have, and will be--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though all the world should crack their duty to you," & @CRLF & _
                "	And throw it from their soul; though perils did" & @CRLF & _
                "	Abound, as thick as thought could make 'em, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Appear in forms more horrid,--yet my duty," & @CRLF & _
                "	As doth a rock against the chiding flood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should the approach of this wild river break," & @CRLF & _
                "	And stand unshaken yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	'Tis nobly spoken:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take notice, lords, he has a loyal breast," & @CRLF & _
                "	For you have seen him open't. Read o'er this;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Giving him papers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And after, this: and then to breakfast with" & @CRLF & _
                "	What appetite you have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit KING HENRY VIII, frowning upon CARDINAL WOLSEY:" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Nobles throng after him, smiling and whispering]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	What should this mean?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What sudden anger's this? how have I reap'd it?" & @CRLF & _
                "	He parted frowning from me, as if ruin" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leap'd from his eyes: so looks the chafed lion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the daring huntsman that has gall'd him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then makes him nothing. I must read this paper;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear, the story of his anger. 'Tis so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This paper has undone me: 'tis the account" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all that world of wealth I have drawn together" & @CRLF & _
                "	For mine own ends; indeed, to gain the popedom," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fee my friends in Rome. O negligence!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fit for a fool to fall by: what cross devil" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made me put this main secret in the packet" & @CRLF & _
                "	I sent the king? Is there no way to cure this?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No new device to beat this from his brains?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know 'twill stir him strongly; yet I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	A way, if it take right, in spite of fortune" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will bring me off again. What's this? 'To the Pope!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	The letter, as I live, with all the business" & @CRLF & _
                "	I writ to's holiness. Nay then, farewell!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, from that full meridian of my glory," & @CRLF & _
                "	I haste now to my setting: I shall fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a bright exhalation m the evening," & @CRLF & _
                "	And no man see me more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter to CARDINAL WOLSEY, NORFOLK and SUFFOLK, SURREY," & @CRLF & _
                "	and the Chamberlain]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	Hear the king's pleasure, cardinal: who commands you" & @CRLF & _
                "	To render up the great seal presently" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into our hands; and to confine yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Asher House, my Lord of Winchester's," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till you hear further from his highness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Stay:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where's your commission, lords? words cannot carry" & @CRLF & _
                "	Authority so weighty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Who dare cross 'em," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bearing the king's will from his mouth expressly?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Till I find more than will or words to do it," & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean your malice, know, officious lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	I dare and must deny it. Now I feel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what coarse metal ye are moulded, envy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	How eagerly ye follow my disgraces," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if it fed ye! and how sleek and wanton" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ye appear in every thing may bring my ruin!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Follow your envious courses, men of malice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have Christian warrant for 'em, and, no doubt," & @CRLF & _
                "	In time will find their fit rewards. That seal," & @CRLF & _
                "	You ask with such a violence, the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine and your master, with his own hand gave me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bade me enjoy it, with the place and honours," & @CRLF & _
                "	During my life; and, to confirm his goodness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tied it by letters-patents: now, who'll take it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	The king, that gave it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	It must be himself, then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	Thou art a proud traitor, priest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Proud lord, thou liest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within these forty hours Surrey durst better" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have burnt that tongue than said so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	Thy ambition," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou scarlet sin, robb'd this bewailing land" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of noble Buckingham, my father-in-law:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The heads of all thy brother cardinals," & @CRLF & _
                "	With thee and all thy best parts bound together," & @CRLF & _
                "	Weigh'd not a hair of his. Plague of your policy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You sent me deputy for Ireland;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Far from his succor, from the king, from all" & @CRLF & _
                "	That might have mercy on the fault thou gavest him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst your great goodness, out of holy pity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Absolved him with an axe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	This, and all else" & @CRLF & _
                "	This talking lord can lay upon my credit," & @CRLF & _
                "	I answer is most false. The duke by law" & @CRLF & _
                "	Found his deserts: how innocent I was" & @CRLF & _
                "	From any private malice in his end," & @CRLF & _
                "	His noble jury and foul cause can witness." & @CRLF & _
                "	If I loved many words, lord, I should tell you" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have as little honesty as honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	That in the way of loyalty and truth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Toward the king, my ever royal master," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dare mate a sounder man than Surrey can be," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all that love his follies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	By my soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your long coat, priest, protects you; thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	shouldst feel" & @CRLF & _
                "	My sword i' the life-blood of thee else. My lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can ye endure to hear this arrogance?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And from this fellow? if we live thus tamely," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be thus jaded by a piece of scarlet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell nobility; let his grace go forward," & @CRLF & _
                "	And dare us with his cap like larks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	All goodness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is poison to thy stomach." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	Yes, that goodness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of gleaning all the land's wealth into one," & @CRLF & _
                "	Into your own hands, cardinal, by extortion;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The goodness of your intercepted packets" & @CRLF & _
                "	You writ to the pope against the king: your goodness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since you provoke me, shall be most notorious." & @CRLF & _
                "	My Lord of Norfolk, as you are truly noble," & @CRLF & _
                "	As you respect the common good, the state" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of our despised nobility, our issues," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, if he live, will scarce be gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Produce the grand sum of his sins, the articles" & @CRLF & _
                "	Collected from his life. I'll startle you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Worse than the scaring bell, when the brown wench" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lay kissing in your arms, lord cardinal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	How much, methinks, I could despise this man," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that I am bound in charity against it!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	Those articles, my lord, are in the king's hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, thus much, they are foul ones." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	So much fairer" & @CRLF & _
                "	And spotless shall mine innocence arise," & @CRLF & _
                "	When the king knows my truth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	This cannot save you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I thank my memory, I yet remember" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some of these articles; and out they shall." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, if you can blush and cry 'guilty,' cardinal," & @CRLF & _
                "	You'll show a little honesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Speak on, sir;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I dare your worst objections: if I blush," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is to see a nobleman want manners." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	I had rather want those than my head. Have at you!" & @CRLF & _
                "	First, that, without the king's assent or knowledge," & @CRLF & _
                "	You wrought to be a legate; by which power" & @CRLF & _
                "	You maim'd the jurisdiction of all bishops." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	Then, that in all you writ to Rome, or else" & @CRLF & _
                "	To foreign princes, 'Ego et Rex meus'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was still inscribed; in which you brought the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be your servant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Then that, without the knowledge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either of king or council, when you went" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ambassador to the emperor, you made bold" & @CRLF & _
                "	To carry into Flanders the great seal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	Item, you sent a large commission" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Gregory de Cassado, to conclude," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without the king's will or the state's allowance," & @CRLF & _
                "	A league between his highness and Ferrara." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	That, out of mere ambition, you have caused" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your holy hat to be stamp'd on the king's coin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	Then that you have sent innumerable substance--" & @CRLF & _
                "	By what means got, I leave to your own conscience--" & @CRLF & _
                "	To furnish Rome, and to prepare the ways" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have for dignities; to the mere undoing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all the kingdom. Many more there are;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, since they are of you, and odious," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not taint my mouth with." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	O my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Press not a falling man too far! 'tis virtue:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His faults lie open to the laws; let them," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not you, correct him. My heart weeps to see him" & @CRLF & _
                "	So little of his great self." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	I forgive him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Lord cardinal, the king's further pleasure is," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because all those things you have done of late," & @CRLF & _
                "	By your power legatine, within this kingdom," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fall into the compass of a praemunire," & @CRLF & _
                "	That therefore such a writ be sued against you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To forfeit all your goods, lands, tenements," & @CRLF & _
                "	Chattels, and whatsoever, and to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of the king's protection. This is my charge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	And so we'll leave you to your meditations" & @CRLF & _
                "	How to live better. For your stubborn answer" & @CRLF & _
                "	About the giving back the great seal to us," & @CRLF & _
                "	The king shall know it, and, no doubt, shall thank you." & @CRLF & _
                "	So fare you well, my little good lord cardinal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but CARDINAL WOLSEY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	So farewell to the little good you bear me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell! a long farewell, to all my greatness!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the state of man: to-day he puts forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	The tender leaves of hopes; to-morrow blossoms," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bears his blushing honours thick upon him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The third day comes a frost, a killing frost," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, when he thinks, good easy man, full surely" & @CRLF & _
                "	His greatness is a-ripening, nips his root," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then he falls, as I do. I have ventured," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders," & @CRLF & _
                "	This many summers in a sea of glory," & @CRLF & _
                "	But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride" & @CRLF & _
                "	At length broke under me and now has left me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Weary and old with service, to the mercy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours!" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to," & @CRLF & _
                "	That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin," & @CRLF & _
                "	More pangs and fears than wars or women have:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer," & @CRLF & _
                "	Never to hope again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CROMWELL, and stands amazed]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		Why, how now, Cromwell!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CROMWELL	I have no power to speak, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	What, amazed" & @CRLF & _
                "	At my misfortunes? can thy spirit wonder" & @CRLF & _
                "	A great man should decline? Nay, an you weep," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am fall'n indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CROMWELL	How does your grace?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Why, well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell." & @CRLF & _
                "	I know myself now; and I feel within me" & @CRLF & _
                "	A peace above all earthly dignities," & @CRLF & _
                "	A still and quiet conscience. The king has cured me," & @CRLF & _
                "	I humbly thank his grace; and from these shoulders," & @CRLF & _
                "	These ruin'd pillars, out of pity, taken" & @CRLF & _
                "	A load would sink a navy, too much honour:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, 'tis a burthen, Cromwell, 'tis a burthen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too heavy for a man that hopes for heaven!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CROMWELL	I am glad your grace has made that right use of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	I hope I have: I am able now, methinks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of a fortitude of soul I feel," & @CRLF & _
                "	To endure more miseries and greater far" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than my weak-hearted enemies dare offer." & @CRLF & _
                "	What news abroad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CROMWELL	                  The heaviest and the worst" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is your displeasure with the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	God bless him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CROMWELL	The next is, that Sir Thomas More is chosen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord chancellor in your place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	That's somewhat sudden:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But he's a learned man. May he continue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Long in his highness' favour, and do justice" & @CRLF & _
                "	For truth's sake and his conscience; that his bones," & @CRLF & _
                "	When he has run his course and sleeps in blessings," & @CRLF & _
                "	May have a tomb of orphans' tears wept on em! What more?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CROMWELL	That Cranmer is return'd with welcome," & @CRLF & _
                "	Install'd lord archbishop of Canterbury." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	That's news indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CROMWELL	Last, that the Lady Anne," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom the king hath in secrecy long married," & @CRLF & _
                "	This day was view'd in open as his queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Going to chapel; and the voice is now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only about her coronation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	There was the weight that pull'd me down. O Cromwell," & @CRLF & _
                "	The king has gone beyond me: all my glories" & @CRLF & _
                "	In that one woman I have lost for ever:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No sun shall ever usher forth mine honours," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or gild again the noble troops that waited" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my smiles. Go, get thee from me, Cromwell;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am a poor fall'n man, unworthy now" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be thy lord and master: seek the king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That sun, I pray, may never set! I have told him" & @CRLF & _
                "	What and how true thou art: he will advance thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some little memory of me will stir him--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know his noble nature--not to let" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy hopeful service perish too: good Cromwell," & @CRLF & _
                "	Neglect him not; make use now, and provide" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thine own future safety." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CROMWELL	O my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must I, then, leave you? must I needs forego" & @CRLF & _
                "	So good, so noble and so true a master?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron," & @CRLF & _
                "	With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord." & @CRLF & _
                "	The king shall have my service: but my prayers" & @CRLF & _
                "	For ever and for ever shall be yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear" & @CRLF & _
                "	In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then," & @CRLF & _
                "	The image of his Maker, hope to win by it?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Corruption wins not more than honesty." & @CRLF & _
                "	Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st," & @CRLF & _
                "	O Cromwell," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou fall'st a blessed martyr! Serve the king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And,--prithee, lead me in:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There take an inventory of all I have," & @CRLF & _
                "	To the last penny; 'tis the king's: my robe," & @CRLF & _
                "	And my integrity to heaven, is all" & @CRLF & _
                "	I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had I but served my God with half the zeal" & @CRLF & _
                "	I served my king, he would not in mine age" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have left me naked to mine enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CROMWELL	Good sir, have patience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL WOLSEY	So I have. Farewell" & @CRLF & _
                "	The hopes of court! my hopes in heaven do dwell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY VIII" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A street in Westminster." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two Gentlemen, meeting one another]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	You're well met once again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	So are you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	You come to take your stand here, and behold" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Lady Anne pass from her coronation?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	'Tis all my business. At our last encounter," & @CRLF & _
                "	The Duke of Buckingham came from his trial." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	'Tis very true: but that time offer'd sorrow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This, general joy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	'Tis well: the citizens," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am sure, have shown at full their royal minds--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As, let 'em have their rights, they are ever forward--" & @CRLF & _
                "	In celebration of this day with shows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pageants and sights of honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Never greater," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor, I'll assure you, better taken, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	May I be bold to ask at what that contains," & @CRLF & _
                "	That paper in your hand?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Yes; 'tis the list" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of those that claim their offices this day" & @CRLF & _
                "	By custom of the coronation." & @CRLF & _
                "	The Duke of Suffolk is the first, and claims" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be high-steward; next, the Duke of Norfolk," & @CRLF & _
                "	He to be earl marshal: you may read the rest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	I thank you, sir: had I not known those customs," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should have been beholding to your paper." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, I beseech you, what's become of Katharine," & @CRLF & _
                "	The princess dowager? how goes her business?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	That I can tell you too. The Archbishop" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Canterbury, accompanied with other" & @CRLF & _
                "	Learned and reverend fathers of his order," & @CRLF & _
                "	Held a late court at Dunstable, six miles off" & @CRLF & _
                "	From Ampthill where the princess lay; to which" & @CRLF & _
                "	She was often cited by them, but appear'd not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, to be short, for not appearance and" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king's late scruple, by the main assent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all these learned men she was divorced," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the late marriage made of none effect" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since which she was removed to Kimbolton," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where she remains now sick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	Alas, good lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpets]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The trumpets sound: stand close, the queen is coming." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Hautboys]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[THE ORDER OF THE CORONATION]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	1. A lively flourish of Trumpets." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	2. Then, two Judges." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	3. Lord Chancellor, with the purse and mace" & @CRLF & _
                "	before him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	4. Choristers, singing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	5. Mayor of London, bearing the mace. Then" & @CRLF & _
                "	Garter, in his coat of arms, and on his" & @CRLF & _
                "	head a gilt copper crown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	6. Marquess Dorset, bearing a sceptre of gold," & @CRLF & _
                "	on his head a demi-coronal of gold. With" & @CRLF & _
                "	him, SURREY, bearing the rod of silver with" & @CRLF & _
                "	the dove, crowned with an earl's coronet." & @CRLF & _
                "	Collars of SS." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	7. SUFFOLK, in his robe of estate, his coronet" & @CRLF & _
                "	on his head, bearing a long white wand, as" & @CRLF & _
                "	high-steward. With him, NORFOLK, with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	rod of marshalship, a coronet on his head." & @CRLF & _
                "	Collars of SS." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	8. A canopy borne by four of the Cinque-ports;" & @CRLF & _
                "	under it, QUEEN ANNE in her robe; in her hair" & @CRLF & _
                "	richly adorned with pearl, crowned. On each" & @CRLF & _
                "	side her, the Bishops of London and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Winchester." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	9. The old Duchess of Norfolk, in a coronal of" & @CRLF & _
                "	gold, wrought with flowers, bearing QUEEN" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANNE's train." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	10. Certain Ladies or Countesses, with plain" & @CRLF & _
                "	circlets of gold without flowers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They pass over the stage in order and state]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	A royal train, believe me. These I know:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who's that that bears the sceptre?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Marquess Dorset:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that the Earl of Surrey, with the rod." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	A bold brave gentleman. That should be" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Duke of Suffolk?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	'Tis the same: high-steward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	And that my Lord of Norfolk?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Yes;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	Heaven bless thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Looking on QUEEN ANNE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast the sweetest face I ever look'd on." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir, as I have a soul, she is an angel;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our king has all the Indies in his arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	And more and richer, when he strains that lady:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot blame his conscience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	They that bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cloth of honour over her, are four barons" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the Cinque-ports." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	Those men are happy; and so are all are near her." & @CRLF & _
                "	I take it, she that carries up the train" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is that old noble lady, Duchess of Norfolk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	It is; and all the rest are countesses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	Their coronets say so. These are stars indeed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sometimes falling ones." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	No more of that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit procession, and then a great flourish of trumpets]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a third Gentleman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	God save you, sir! where have you been broiling?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Gentleman	Among the crowd i' the Abbey; where a finger" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could not be wedged in more: I am stifled" & @CRLF & _
                "	With the mere rankness of their joy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	You saw" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ceremony?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Gentleman	                  That I did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	How was it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Gentleman	Well worth the seeing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	Good sir, speak it to us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Gentleman	As well as I am able. The rich stream" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of lords and ladies, having brought the queen" & @CRLF & _
                "	To a prepared place in the choir, fell off" & @CRLF & _
                "	A distance from her; while her grace sat down" & @CRLF & _
                "	To rest awhile, some half an hour or so," & @CRLF & _
                "	In a rich chair of state, opposing freely" & @CRLF & _
                "	The beauty of her person to the people." & @CRLF & _
                "	Believe me, sir, she is the goodliest woman" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever lay by man: which when the people" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had the full view of, such a noise arose" & @CRLF & _
                "	As the shrouds make at sea in a stiff tempest," & @CRLF & _
                "	As loud, and to as many tunes: hats, cloaks--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doublets, I think,--flew up; and had their faces" & @CRLF & _
                "	Been loose, this day they had been lost. Such joy" & @CRLF & _
                "	I never saw before. Great-bellied women," & @CRLF & _
                "	That had not half a week to go, like rams" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the old time of war, would shake the press," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make 'em reel before 'em. No man living" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could say 'This is my wife' there; all were woven" & @CRLF & _
                "	So strangely in one piece." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	But, what follow'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Gentleman	At length her grace rose, and with modest paces" & @CRLF & _
                "	Came to the altar; where she kneel'd, and saint-like" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cast her fair eyes to heaven and pray'd devoutly." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then rose again and bow'd her to the people:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When by the Archbishop of Canterbury" & @CRLF & _
                "	She had all the royal makings of a queen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As holy oil, Edward Confessor's crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	The rod, and bird of peace, and all such emblems" & @CRLF & _
                "	Laid nobly on her: which perform'd, the choir," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all the choicest music of the kingdom," & @CRLF & _
                "	Together sung 'Te Deum.' So she parted," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with the same full state paced back again" & @CRLF & _
                "	To York-place, where the feast is held." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	You must no more call it York-place, that's past;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, since the cardinal fell, that title's lost:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis now the king's, and call'd Whitehall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Gentleman	I know it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But 'tis so lately alter'd, that the old name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is fresh about me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	                  What two reverend bishops" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were those that went on each side of the queen?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Gentleman	Stokesly and Gardiner; the one of Winchester," & @CRLF & _
                "	Newly preferr'd from the king's secretary," & @CRLF & _
                "	The other, London." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	                  He of Winchester" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is held no great good lover of the archbishop's," & @CRLF & _
                "	The virtuous Cranmer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Gentleman	All the land knows that:" & @CRLF & _
                "	However, yet there is no great breach; when it comes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cranmer will find a friend will not shrink from him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	Who may that be, I pray you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Gentleman	Thomas Cromwell;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A man in much esteem with the king, and truly" & @CRLF & _
                "	A worthy friend. The king has made him master" & @CRLF & _
                "	O' the jewel house," & @CRLF & _
                "	And one, already, of the privy council." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	He will deserve more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Gentleman	Yes, without all doubt." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, gentlemen, ye shall go my way, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is to the court, and there ye shall be my guests:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Something I can command. As I walk thither," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll tell ye more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Both	                  You may command us, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY VIII" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Kimbolton." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KATHARINE, Dowager, sick; led between" & @CRLF & _
                "	GRIFFITH, her gentleman usher, and PATIENCE, her woman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRIFFITH	How does your grace?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	O Griffith, sick to death!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My legs, like loaden branches, bow to the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Willing to leave their burthen. Reach a chair:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So; now, methinks, I feel a little ease." & @CRLF & _
                "	Didst thou not tell me, Griffith, as thou led'st me," & @CRLF & _
                "	That the great child of honour, Cardinal Wolsey, Was dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRIFFITH	        Yes, madam; but I think your grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of the pain you suffer'd, gave no ear to't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Prithee, good Griffith, tell me how he died:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If well, he stepp'd before me, happily" & @CRLF & _
                "	For my example." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRIFFITH	                  Well, the voice goes, madam:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For after the stout Earl Northumberland" & @CRLF & _
                "	Arrested him at York, and brought him forward," & @CRLF & _
                "	As a man sorely tainted, to his answer," & @CRLF & _
                "	He fell sick suddenly, and grew so ill" & @CRLF & _
                "	He could not sit his mule." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Alas, poor man!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRIFFITH	At last, with easy roads, he came to Leicester," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lodged in the abbey; where the reverend abbot," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all his covent, honourably received him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom he gave these words, 'O, father abbot," & @CRLF & _
                "	An old man, broken with the storms of state," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is come to lay his weary bones among ye;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give him a little earth for charity!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	So went to bed; where eagerly his sickness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pursued him still: and, three nights after this," & @CRLF & _
                "	About the hour of eight, which he himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Foretold should be his last, full of repentance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Continual meditations, tears, and sorrows," & @CRLF & _
                "	He gave his honours to the world again," & @CRLF & _
                "	His blessed part to heaven, and slept in peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	So may he rest; his faults lie gently on him!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet thus far, Griffith, give me leave to speak him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet with charity. He was a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of an unbounded stomach, ever ranking" & @CRLF & _
                "	Himself with princes; one that, by suggestion," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tied all the kingdom: simony was fair-play;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His own opinion was his law: i' the presence" & @CRLF & _
                "	He would say untruths; and be ever double" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both in his words and meaning: he was never," & @CRLF & _
                "	But where he meant to ruin, pitiful:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His promises were, as he then was, mighty;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But his performance, as he is now, nothing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of his own body he was ill, and gave" & @CRLF & _
                "	The clergy in example." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRIFFITH	Noble madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues" & @CRLF & _
                "	We write in water. May it please your highness" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear me speak his good now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Yes, good Griffith;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I were malicious else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRIFFITH	This cardinal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though from an humble stock, undoubtedly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was fashion'd to much honour from his cradle." & @CRLF & _
                "	He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Exceeding wise, fair-spoken, and persuading:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lofty and sour to them that loved him not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But to those men that sought him sweet as summer." & @CRLF & _
                "	And though he were unsatisfied in getting," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which was a sin, yet in bestowing, madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	He was most princely: ever witness for him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those twins Of learning that he raised in you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ipswich and Oxford! one of which fell with him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unwilling to outlive the good that did it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The other, though unfinish'd, yet so famous," & @CRLF & _
                "	So excellent in art, and still so rising," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Christendom shall ever speak his virtue." & @CRLF & _
                "	His overthrow heap'd happiness upon him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For then, and not till then, he felt himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	And found the blessedness of being little:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, to add greater honours to his age" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than man could give him, he died fearing God." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	After my death I wish no other herald," & @CRLF & _
                "	No other speaker of my living actions," & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep mine honour from corruption," & @CRLF & _
                "	But such an honest chronicler as Griffith." & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom I most hated living, thou hast made me," & @CRLF & _
                "	With thy religious truth and modesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now in his ashes honour: peace be with him!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Patience, be near me still; and set me lower:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have not long to trouble thee. Good Griffith," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cause the musicians play me that sad note" & @CRLF & _
                "	I named my knell, whilst I sit meditating" & @CRLF & _
                "	On that celestial harmony I go to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sad and solemn music]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRIFFITH	She is asleep: good wench, let's sit down quiet," & @CRLF & _
                "	For fear we wake her: softly, gentle Patience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The vision. Enter, solemnly tripping one after" & @CRLF & _
                "	another, six personages, clad in white robes," & @CRLF & _
                "	wearing on their heads garlands of bays, and golden" & @CRLF & _
                "	vizards on their faces; branches of bays or palm in" & @CRLF & _
                "	their hands. They first congee unto her, then" & @CRLF & _
                "	dance; and, at certain changes, the first two hold" & @CRLF & _
                "	a spare garland over her head; at which the other" & @CRLF & _
                "	four make reverent curtsies; then the two that held" & @CRLF & _
                "	the garland deliver the same to the other next two," & @CRLF & _
                "	who observe the same order in their changes, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	holding the garland over her head: which done," & @CRLF & _
                "	they deliver the same garland to the last two, who" & @CRLF & _
                "	likewise observe the same order: at which, as it" & @CRLF & _
                "	were by inspiration, she makes in her sleep signs" & @CRLF & _
                "	of rejoicing, and holdeth up her hands to heaven:" & @CRLF & _
                "	and so in their dancing vanish, carrying the" & @CRLF & _
                "	garland with them. The music continues]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Spirits of peace, where are ye? are ye all gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave me here in wretchedness behind ye?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRIFFITH	Madam, we are here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	It is not you I call for:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Saw ye none enter since I slept?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRIFFITH	None, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	No? Saw you not, even now, a blessed troop" & @CRLF & _
                "	Invite me to a banquet; whose bright faces" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cast thousand beams upon me, like the sun?" & @CRLF & _
                "	They promised me eternal happiness;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And brought me garlands, Griffith, which I feel" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not worthy yet to wear: I shall, assuredly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRIFFITH	I am most joyful, madam, such good dreams" & @CRLF & _
                "	Possess your fancy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Bid the music leave," & @CRLF & _
                "	They are harsh and heavy to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music ceases]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATIENCE	Do you note" & @CRLF & _
                "	How much her grace is alter'd on the sudden?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How long her face is drawn? how pale she looks," & @CRLF & _
                "	And of an earthy cold? Mark her eyes!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRIFFITH	She is going, wench: pray, pray." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATIENCE	Heaven comfort her!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	An't like your grace,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	You are a saucy fellow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deserve we no more reverence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRIFFITH	You are to blame," & @CRLF & _
                "	Knowing she will not lose her wonted greatness," & @CRLF & _
                "	To use so rude behavior; go to, kneel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	I humbly do entreat your highness' pardon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My haste made me unmannerly. There is staying" & @CRLF & _
                "	A gentleman, sent from the king, to see you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Admit him entrance, Griffith: but this fellow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me ne'er see again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt GRIFFITH and Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter GRIFFITH, with CAPUCIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		 If my sight fail not," & @CRLF & _
                "	You should be lord ambassador from the emperor," & @CRLF & _
                "	My royal nephew, and your name Capucius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPUCIUS	Madam, the same; your servant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	O, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	The times and titles now are alter'd strangely" & @CRLF & _
                "	With me since first you knew me. But, I pray you," & @CRLF & _
                "	What is your pleasure with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPUCIUS	Noble lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	First mine own service to your grace; the next," & @CRLF & _
                "	The king's request that I would visit you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who grieves much for your weakness, and by me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sends you his princely commendations," & @CRLF & _
                "	And heartily entreats you take good comfort." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	O my good lord, that comfort comes too late;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis like a pardon after execution:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That gentle physic, given in time, had cured me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But now I am past an comforts here, but prayers." & @CRLF & _
                "	How does his highness?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPUCIUS	Madam, in good health." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	So may he ever do! and ever flourish," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I shall dwell with worms, and my poor name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Banish'd the kingdom! Patience, is that letter," & @CRLF & _
                "	I caused you write, yet sent away?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATIENCE	No, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Giving it to KATHARINE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Sir, I most humbly pray you to deliver" & @CRLF & _
                "	This to my lord the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPUCIUS	Most willing, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	In which I have commended to his goodness" & @CRLF & _
                "	The model of our chaste loves, his young daughter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The dews of heaven fall thick in blessings on her!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beseeching him to give her virtuous breeding--" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is young, and of a noble modest nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	I hope she will deserve well,--and a little" & @CRLF & _
                "	To love her for her mother's sake, that loved him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven knows how dearly. My next poor petition" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is, that his noble grace would have some pity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my wretched women, that so long" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have follow'd both my fortunes faithfully:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of which there is not one, I dare avow," & @CRLF & _
                "	And now I should not lie, but will deserve" & @CRLF & _
                "	For virtue and true beauty of the soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	For honesty and decent carriage," & @CRLF & _
                "	A right good husband, let him be a noble" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, sure, those men are happy that shall have 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "	The last is, for my men; they are the poorest," & @CRLF & _
                "	But poverty could never draw 'em from me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That they may have their wages duly paid 'em," & @CRLF & _
                "	And something over to remember me by:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If heaven had pleased to have given me longer life" & @CRLF & _
                "	And able means, we had not parted thus." & @CRLF & _
                "	These are the whole contents: and, good my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	By that you love the dearest in this world," & @CRLF & _
                "	As you wish Christian peace to souls departed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand these poor people's friend, and urge the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do me this last right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPUCIUS	By heaven, I will," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or let me lose the fashion of a man!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	I thank you, honest lord. Remember me" & @CRLF & _
                "	In all humility unto his highness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say his long trouble now is passing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of this world; tell him, in death I bless'd him," & @CRLF & _
                "	For so I will. Mine eyes grow dim. Farewell," & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord. Griffith, farewell. Nay, Patience," & @CRLF & _
                "	You must not leave me yet: I must to bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call in more women. When I am dead, good wench," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me be used with honour: strew me over" & @CRLF & _
                "	With maiden flowers, that all the world may know" & @CRLF & _
                "	I was a chaste wife to my grave: embalm me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then lay me forth: although unqueen'd, yet like" & @CRLF & _
                "	A queen, and daughter to a king, inter me." & @CRLF & _
                "	I can no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt, leading KATHARINE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY VIII" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	London. A gallery in the palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GARDINER, Bishop of Winchester, a Page with a" & @CRLF & _
                "	torch before him, met by LOVELL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARDINER	It's one o'clock, boy, is't not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	It hath struck." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARDINER	These should be hours for necessities," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not for delights; times to repair our nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	With comforting repose, and not for us" & @CRLF & _
                "	To waste these times. Good hour of night, Sir Thomas!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whither so late?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LOVELL	                  Came you from the king, my lord" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARDINER	I did, Sir Thomas: and left him at primero" & @CRLF & _
                "	With the Duke of Suffolk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LOVELL	I must to him too," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before he go to bed. I'll take my leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARDINER	Not yet, Sir Thomas Lovell. What's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "	It seems you are in haste: an if there be" & @CRLF & _
                "	No great offence belongs to't, give your friend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some touch of your late business: affairs, that walk," & @CRLF & _
                "	As they say spirits do, at midnight, have" & @CRLF & _
                "	In them a wilder nature than the business" & @CRLF & _
                "	That seeks dispatch by day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LOVELL	My lord, I love you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And durst commend a secret to your ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Much weightier than this work. The queen's in labour," & @CRLF & _
                "	They say, in great extremity; and fear'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	She'll with the labour end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARDINER	The fruit she goes with" & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray for heartily, that it may find" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good time, and live: but for the stock, Sir Thomas," & @CRLF & _
                "	I wish it grubb'd up now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LOVELL	Methinks I could" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cry the amen; and yet my conscience says" & @CRLF & _
                "	She's a good creature, and, sweet lady, does" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deserve our better wishes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARDINER	But, sir, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear me, Sir Thomas: you're a gentleman" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of mine own way; I know you wise, religious;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, let me tell you, it will ne'er be well," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twill not, Sir Thomas Lovell, take't of me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till Cranmer, Cromwell, her two hands, and she," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sleep in their graves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LOVELL	Now, sir, you speak of two" & @CRLF & _
                "	The most remark'd i' the kingdom. As for Cromwell," & @CRLF & _
                "	Beside that of the jewel house, is made master" & @CRLF & _
                "	O' the rolls, and the king's secretary; further, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stands in the gap and trade of moe preferments," & @CRLF & _
                "	With which the time will load him. The archbishop" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is the king's hand and tongue; and who dare speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	One syllable against him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARDINER	Yes, yes, Sir Thomas," & @CRLF & _
                "	There are that dare; and I myself have ventured" & @CRLF & _
                "	To speak my mind of him: and indeed this day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir, I may tell it you, I think I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Incensed the lords o' the council, that he is," & @CRLF & _
                "	For so I know he is, they know he is," & @CRLF & _
                "	A most arch heretic, a pestilence" & @CRLF & _
                "	That does infect the land: with which they moved" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have broken with the king; who hath so far" & @CRLF & _
                "	Given ear to our complaint, of his great grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	And princely care foreseeing those fell mischiefs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our reasons laid before him, hath commanded" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow morning to the council-board" & @CRLF & _
                "	He be convented. He's a rank weed, Sir Thomas," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we must root him out. From your affairs" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hinder you too long: good night, Sir Thomas." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LOVELL	Many good nights, my lord: I rest your servant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt GARDINER and Page]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING HENRY VIII and SUFFOLK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Charles, I will play no more tonight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My mind's not on't; you are too hard for me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Sir, I did never win of you before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	But little, Charles;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor shall not, when my fancy's on my play." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, Lovell, from the queen what is the news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LOVELL	I could not personally deliver to her" & @CRLF & _
                "	What you commanded me, but by her woman" & @CRLF & _
                "	I sent your message; who return'd her thanks" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the great'st humbleness, and desired your highness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most heartily to pray for her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	What say'st thou, ha?" & @CRLF & _
                "	To pray for her? what, is she crying out?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LOVELL	So said her woman; and that her sufferance made" & @CRLF & _
                "	Almost each pang a death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Alas, good lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	God safely quit her of her burthen, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	With gentle travail, to the gladding of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your highness with an heir!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	'Tis midnight, Charles;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prithee, to bed; and in thy prayers remember" & @CRLF & _
                "	The estate of my poor queen. Leave me alone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I must think of that which company" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would not be friendly to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	I wish your highness" & @CRLF & _
                "	A quiet night; and my good mistress will" & @CRLF & _
                "	Remember in my prayers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Charles, good night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit SUFFOLK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DENNY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, sir, what follows?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DENNY	Sir, I have brought my lord the archbishop," & @CRLF & _
                "	As you commanded me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Ha! Canterbury?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DENNY	Ay, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	'Tis true: where is he, Denny?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DENNY	He attends your highness' pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit DENNY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LOVELL	[Aside]  This is about that which the bishop spake:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am happily come hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter DENNY, with CRANMER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Avoid the gallery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[LOVELL seems to stay]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ha! I have said. Be gone. What!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt LOVELL and DENNY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANMER	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am fearful: wherefore frowns he thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis his aspect of terror. All's not well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	How now, my lord! you desire to know" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherefore I sent for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANMER	[Kneeling]              It is my duty" & @CRLF & _
                "	To attend your highness' pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Pray you, arise," & @CRLF & _
                "	My good and gracious Lord of Canterbury." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, you and I must walk a turn together;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have news to tell you: come, come, give me your hand." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, my good lord, I grieve at what I speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	And am right sorry to repeat what follows" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have, and most unwillingly, of late" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heard many grievous, I do say, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grievous complaints of you; which, being consider'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have moved us and our council, that you shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	This morning come before us; where, I know," & @CRLF & _
                "	You cannot with such freedom purge yourself," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that, till further trial in those charges" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which will require your answer, you must take" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your patience to you, and be well contented" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make your house our Tower: you a brother of us," & @CRLF & _
                "	It fits we thus proceed, or else no witness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would come against you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANMER	[Kneeling]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		  I humbly thank your highness;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And am right glad to catch this good occasion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most throughly to be winnow'd, where my chaff" & @CRLF & _
                "	And corn shall fly asunder: for, I know," & @CRLF & _
                "	There's none stands under more calumnious tongues" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than I myself, poor man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Stand up, good Canterbury:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy truth and thy integrity is rooted" & @CRLF & _
                "	In us, thy friend: give me thy hand, stand up:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prithee, let's walk. Now, by my holidame." & @CRLF & _
                "	What manner of man are you? My lord, I look'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	You would have given me your petition, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	I should have ta'en some pains to bring together" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yourself and your accusers; and to have heard you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without indurance, further." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANMER	Most dread liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	The good I stand on is my truth and honesty:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If they shall fail, I, with mine enemies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will triumph o'er my person; which I weigh not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being of those virtues vacant. I fear nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	What can be said against me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Know you not" & @CRLF & _
                "	How your state stands i' the world, with the whole world?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your enemies are many, and not small; their practises" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must bear the same proportion; and not ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	The justice and the truth o' the question carries" & @CRLF & _
                "	The due o' the verdict with it: at what ease" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might corrupt minds procure knaves as corrupt" & @CRLF & _
                "	To swear against you? such things have been done." & @CRLF & _
                "	You are potently opposed; and with a malice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of as great size. Ween you of better luck," & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean, in perjured witness, than your master," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose minister you are, whiles here he lived" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon this naughty earth? Go to, go to;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You take a precipice for no leap of danger," & @CRLF & _
                "	And woo your own destruction." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANMER	God and your majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Protect mine innocence, or I fall into" & @CRLF & _
                "	The trap is laid for me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Be of good cheer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They shall no more prevail than we give way to." & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep comfort to you; and this morning see" & @CRLF & _
                "	You do appear before them: if they shall chance," & @CRLF & _
                "	In charging you with matters, to commit you," & @CRLF & _
                "	The best persuasions to the contrary" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fail not to use, and with what vehemency" & @CRLF & _
                "	The occasion shall instruct you: if entreaties" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will render you no remedy, this ring" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deliver them, and your appeal to us" & @CRLF & _
                "	There make before them. Look, the good man weeps!" & @CRLF & _
                "	He's honest, on mine honour. God's blest mother!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I swear he is true--hearted; and a soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	None better in my kingdom. Get you gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	And do as I have bid you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit CRANMER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		    He has strangled" & @CRLF & _
                "	His language in his tears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Old Lady, LOVELL following]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	[Within]                 Come back: what mean you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Lady	I'll not come back; the tidings that I bring" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will make my boldness manners. Now, good angels" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fly o'er thy royal head, and shade thy person" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under their blessed wings!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Now, by thy looks" & @CRLF & _
                "	I guess thy message. Is the queen deliver'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say, ay; and of a boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Lady	Ay, ay, my liege;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And of a lovely boy: the God of heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both now and ever bless her! 'tis a girl," & @CRLF & _
                "	Promises boys hereafter. Sir, your queen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Desires your visitation, and to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Acquainted with this stranger 'tis as like you" & @CRLF & _
                "	As cherry is to cherry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Lovell!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LOVELL	Sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Give her an hundred marks. I'll to the queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Lady	An hundred marks! By this light, I'll ha' more." & @CRLF & _
                "	An ordinary groom is for such payment." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will have more, or scold it out of him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Said I for this, the girl was like to him?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will have more, or else unsay't; and now," & @CRLF & _
                "	While it is hot, I'll put it to the issue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY VIII" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Before the council-chamber. Pursuivants, Pages, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "	attending." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CRANMER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANMER	I hope I am not too late; and yet the gentleman," & @CRLF & _
                "	That was sent to me from the council, pray'd me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make great haste. All fast? what means this? Ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who waits there? Sure, you know me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Keeper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Keeper	Yes, my lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet I cannot help you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANMER	Why?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DOCTOR BUTTS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Keeper	Your grace must wait till you be call'd for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANMER	So." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR BUTTS	[Aside]  This is a piece of malice. I am glad" & @CRLF & _
                "	I came this way so happily: the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall understand it presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANMER	[Aside]	'Tis Butts," & @CRLF & _
                "	The king's physician: as he pass'd along," & @CRLF & _
                "	How earnestly he cast his eyes upon me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray heaven, he sound not my disgrace! For certain," & @CRLF & _
                "	This is of purpose laid by some that hate me--" & @CRLF & _
                "	God turn their hearts! I never sought their malice--" & @CRLF & _
                "	To quench mine honour: they would shame to make me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wait else at door, a fellow-counsellor," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Mong boys, grooms, and lackeys. But their pleasures" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must be fulfill'd, and I attend with patience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the KING HENRY VIII and DOCTOR BUTTS at a window above]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR BUTTS	I'll show your grace the strangest sight--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	What's that, Butts?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR BUTTS	I think your highness saw this many a day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Body o' me, where is it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR BUTTS	There, my lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The high promotion of his grace of Canterbury;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who holds his state at door, 'mongst pursuivants," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pages, and footboys." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Ha! 'tis he, indeed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is this the honour they do one another?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis well there's one above 'em yet. I had thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	They had parted so much honesty among 'em" & @CRLF & _
                "	At least, good manners, as not thus to suffer" & @CRLF & _
                "	A man of his place, and so near our favour," & @CRLF & _
                "	To dance attendance on their lordships' pleasures," & @CRLF & _
                "	And at the door too, like a post with packets." & @CRLF & _
                "	By holy Mary, Butts, there's knavery:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let 'em alone, and draw the curtain close:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall hear more anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY VIII" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The Council-Chamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Chancellor; places himself at the upper end" & @CRLF & _
                "	of the table on the left hand; a seat being left" & @CRLF & _
                "	void above him, as for CRANMER's seat. SUFFOLK," & @CRLF & _
                "	NORFOLK, SURREY, Chamberlain, GARDINER, seat" & @CRLF & _
                "	themselves in order on each side. CROMWELL at" & @CRLF & _
                "	lower end, as secretary. Keeper at the door]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chancellor	Speak to the business, master-secretary:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why are we met in council?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CROMWELL	Please your honours," & @CRLF & _
                "	The chief cause concerns his grace of Canterbury." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARDINER	Has he had knowledge of it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CROMWELL	Yes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	Who waits there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Keeper	Without, my noble lords?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARDINER	Yes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Keeper	My lord archbishop;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And has done half an hour, to know your pleasures." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chancellor	Let him come in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Keeper	                  Your grace may enter now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[CRANMER enters and approaches the council-table]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chancellor	My good lord archbishop, I'm very sorry" & @CRLF & _
                "	To sit here at this present, and behold" & @CRLF & _
                "	That chair stand empty: but we all are men," & @CRLF & _
                "	In our own natures frail, and capable" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of our flesh; few are angels: out of which frailty" & @CRLF & _
                "	And want of wisdom, you, that best should teach us," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have misdemean'd yourself, and not a little," & @CRLF & _
                "	Toward the king first, then his laws, in filling" & @CRLF & _
                "	The whole realm, by your teaching and your chaplains," & @CRLF & _
                "	For so we are inform'd, with new opinions," & @CRLF & _
                "	Divers and dangerous; which are heresies," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, not reform'd, may prove pernicious." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARDINER	Which reformation must be sudden too," & @CRLF & _
                "	My noble lords; for those that tame wild horses" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pace 'em not in their hands to make 'em gentle," & @CRLF & _
                "	But stop their mouths with stubborn bits, and spur 'em," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till they obey the manage. If we suffer," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of our easiness and childish pity" & @CRLF & _
                "	To one man's honour, this contagious sickness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell all physic: and what follows then?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commotions, uproars, with a general taint" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the whole state: as, of late days, our neighbours," & @CRLF & _
                "	The upper Germany, can dearly witness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet freshly pitied in our memories." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANMER	My good lords, hitherto, in all the progress" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both of my life and office, I have labour'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with no little study, that my teaching" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the strong course of my authority" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might go one way, and safely; and the end" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was ever, to do well: nor is there living," & @CRLF & _
                "	I speak it with a single heart, my lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	A man that more detests, more stirs against," & @CRLF & _
                "	Both in his private conscience and his place," & @CRLF & _
                "	Defacers of a public peace, than I do." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray heaven, the king may never find a heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	With less allegiance in it! Men that make" & @CRLF & _
                "	Envy and crooked malice nourishment" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dare bite the best. I do beseech your lordships," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, in this case of justice, my accusers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be what they will, may stand forth face to face," & @CRLF & _
                "	And freely urge against me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	Nay, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	That cannot be: you are a counsellor," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, by that virtue, no man dare accuse you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARDINER	My lord, because we have business of more moment," & @CRLF & _
                "	We will be short with you. 'Tis his highness' pleasure," & @CRLF & _
                "	And our consent, for better trial of you," & @CRLF & _
                "	From hence you be committed to the Tower;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where, being but a private man again," & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall know many dare accuse you boldly," & @CRLF & _
                "	More than, I fear, you are provided for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANMER	Ah, my good Lord of Winchester, I thank you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are always my good friend; if your will pass," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall both find your lordship judge and juror," & @CRLF & _
                "	You are so merciful: I see your end;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis my undoing: love and meekness, lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Become a churchman better than ambition:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Win straying souls with modesty again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cast none away. That I shall clear myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lay all the weight ye can upon my patience," & @CRLF & _
                "	I make as little doubt, as you do conscience" & @CRLF & _
                "	In doing daily wrongs. I could say more," & @CRLF & _
                "	But reverence to your calling makes me modest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARDINER	My lord, my lord, you are a sectary," & @CRLF & _
                "	That's the plain truth: your painted gloss discovers," & @CRLF & _
                "	To men that understand you, words and weakness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CROMWELL	My Lord of Winchester, you are a little," & @CRLF & _
                "	By your good favour, too sharp; men so noble," & @CRLF & _
                "	However faulty, yet should find respect" & @CRLF & _
                "	For what they have been: 'tis a cruelty" & @CRLF & _
                "	To load a falling man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARDINER	Good master secretary," & @CRLF & _
                "	I cry your honour mercy; you may, worst" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all this table, say so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CROMWELL	Why, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARDINER	Do not I know you for a favourer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this new sect? ye are not sound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CROMWELL	Not sound?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARDINER	Not sound, I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CROMWELL	                  Would you were half so honest!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Men's prayers then would seek you, not their fears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARDINER	I shall remember this bold language." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CROMWELL	Do." & @CRLF & _
                "	Remember your bold life too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chancellor	This is too much;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forbear, for shame, my lords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARDINER	I have done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CROMWELL	And I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chancellor	Then thus for you, my lord: it stands agreed," & @CRLF & _
                "	I take it, by all voices, that forthwith" & @CRLF & _
                "	You be convey'd to the Tower a prisoner;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There to remain till the king's further pleasure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be known unto us: are you all agreed, lords?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	We are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANMER	      Is there no other way of mercy," & @CRLF & _
                "	But I must needs to the Tower, my lords?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARDINER	What other" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would you expect? you are strangely troublesome." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let some o' the guard be ready there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Guard]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANMER	For me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must I go like a traitor thither?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARDINER	Receive him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And see him safe i' the Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANMER	Stay, good my lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a little yet to say. Look there, my lords;" & @CRLF & _
                "	By virtue of that ring, I take my cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of the gripes of cruel men, and give it" & @CRLF & _
                "	To a most noble judge, the king my master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	This is the king's ring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	'Tis no counterfeit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SUFFOLK	'Tis the right ring, by heaven: I told ye all," & @CRLF & _
                "	When ye first put this dangerous stone a-rolling," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twould fall upon ourselves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	Do you think, my lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	The king will suffer but the little finger" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this man to be vex'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chancellor	'Tis now too certain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	How much more is his life in value with him?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would I were fairly out on't!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CROMWELL	My mind gave me," & @CRLF & _
                "	In seeking tales and informations" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against this man, whose honesty the devil" & @CRLF & _
                "	And his disciples only envy at," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ye blew the fire that burns ye: now have at ye!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING, frowning on them; takes his seat]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARDINER	Dread sovereign, how much are we bound to heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	In daily thanks, that gave us such a prince;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not only good and wise, but most religious:" & @CRLF & _
                "	One that, in all obedience, makes the church" & @CRLF & _
                "	The chief aim of his honour; and, to strengthen" & @CRLF & _
                "	That holy duty, out of dear respect," & @CRLF & _
                "	His royal self in judgment comes to hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cause betwixt her and this great offender." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	You were ever good at sudden commendations," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bishop of Winchester. But know, I come not" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear such flattery now, and in my presence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are too thin and bare to hide offences." & @CRLF & _
                "	To me you cannot reach, you play the spaniel," & @CRLF & _
                "	And think with wagging of your tongue to win me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, whatsoe'er thou takest me for, I'm sure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast a cruel nature and a bloody." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To CRANMER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good man, sit down. Now let me see the proudest" & @CRLF & _
                "	He, that dares most, but wag his finger at thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By all that's holy, he had better starve" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than but once think this place becomes thee not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	May it please your grace,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	No, sir, it does not please me." & @CRLF & _
                "	I had thought I had had men of some understanding" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wisdom of my council; but I find none." & @CRLF & _
                "	Was it discretion, lords, to let this man," & @CRLF & _
                "	This good man,--few of you deserve that title,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	This honest man, wait like a lousy footboy" & @CRLF & _
                "	At chamber--door? and one as great as you are?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, what a shame was this! Did my commission" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid ye so far forget yourselves? I gave ye" & @CRLF & _
                "	Power as he was a counsellor to try him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not as a groom: there's some of ye, I see," & @CRLF & _
                "	More out of malice than integrity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would try him to the utmost, had ye mean;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which ye shall never have while I live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chancellor	Thus far," & @CRLF & _
                "	My most dread sovereign, may it like your grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	To let my tongue excuse all. What was purposed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Concerning his imprisonment, was rather," & @CRLF & _
                "	If there be faith in men, meant for his trial," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fair purgation to the world, than malice," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'm sure, in me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Well, well, my lords, respect him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take him, and use him well, he's worthy of it." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will say thus much for him, if a prince" & @CRLF & _
                "	May be beholding to a subject, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Am, for his love and service, so to him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Make me no more ado, but all embrace him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be friends, for shame, my lords! My Lord of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Canterbury," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a suit which you must not deny me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That is, a fair young maid that yet wants baptism," & @CRLF & _
                "	You must be godfather, and answer for her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANMER	The greatest monarch now alive may glory" & @CRLF & _
                "	In such an honour: how may I deserve it" & @CRLF & _
                "	That am a poor and humble subject to you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Come, come, my lord, you'ld spare your spoons: you" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall have two noble partners with you; the old" & @CRLF & _
                "	Duchess of Norfolk, and Lady Marquess Dorset: will" & @CRLF & _
                "	these please you?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Once more, my Lord of Winchester, I charge you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Embrace and love this man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARDINER	With a true heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	And brother-love I do it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANMER	And let heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	Witness, how dear I hold this confirmation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Good man, those joyful tears show thy true heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The common voice, I see, is verified" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thee, which says thus, 'Do my Lord of Canterbury" & @CRLF & _
                "	A shrewd turn, and he is your friend for ever.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, lords, we trifle time away; I long" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have this young one made a Christian." & @CRLF & _
                "	As I have made ye one, lords, one remain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So I grow stronger, you more honour gain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY VIII" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	The palace yard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Noise and tumult within. Enter Porter and his Man]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Porter	You'll leave your noise anon, ye rascals: do you" & @CRLF & _
                "	take the court for Paris-garden? ye rude slaves," & @CRLF & _
                "	leave your gaping." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good master porter, I belong to the larder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Porter	Belong to the gallows, and be hanged, ye rogue! is" & @CRLF & _
                "	this a place to roar in? Fetch me a dozen crab-tree" & @CRLF & _
                "	staves, and strong ones: these are but switches to" & @CRLF & _
                "	'em. I'll scratch your heads: you must be seeing" & @CRLF & _
                "	christenings? do you look for ale and cakes here," & @CRLF & _
                "	you rude rascals?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Man	Pray, sir, be patient: 'tis as much impossible--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless we sweep 'em from the door with cannons--" & @CRLF & _
                "	To scatter 'em, as 'tis to make 'em sleep" & @CRLF & _
                "	On May-day morning; which will never be:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We may as well push against Powle's, as stir em." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Porter	How got they in, and be hang'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Man	Alas, I know not; how gets the tide in?" & @CRLF & _
                "	As much as one sound cudgel of four foot--" & @CRLF & _
                "	You see the poor remainder--could distribute," & @CRLF & _
                "	I made no spare, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Porter	You did nothing, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Man	I am not Samson, nor Sir Guy, nor Colbrand," & @CRLF & _
                "	To mow 'em down before me: but if I spared any" & @CRLF & _
                "	That had a head to hit, either young or old," & @CRLF & _
                "	He or she, cuckold or cuckold-maker," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me ne'er hope to see a chine again" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that I would not for a cow, God save her!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you hear, master porter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Porter	I shall be with you presently, good master puppy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep the door close, sirrah." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Man	What would you have me do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Porter	What should you do, but knock 'em down by the" & @CRLF & _
                "	dozens? Is this Moorfields to muster in? or have" & @CRLF & _
                "	we some strange Indian with the great tool come to" & @CRLF & _
                "	court, the women so besiege us? Bless me, what a" & @CRLF & _
                "	fry of fornication is at door! On my Christian" & @CRLF & _
                "	conscience, this one christening will beget a" & @CRLF & _
                "	thousand; here will be father, godfather, and all together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Man	The spoons will be the bigger, sir. There is a" & @CRLF & _
                "	fellow somewhat near the door, he should be a" & @CRLF & _
                "	brazier by his face, for, o' my conscience, twenty" & @CRLF & _
                "	of the dog-days now reign in's nose; all that stand" & @CRLF & _
                "	about him are under the line, they need no other" & @CRLF & _
                "	penance: that fire-drake did I hit three times on" & @CRLF & _
                "	the head, and three times was his nose discharged" & @CRLF & _
                "	against me; he stands there, like a mortar-piece, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	blow us. There was a haberdasher's wife of small" & @CRLF & _
                "	wit near him, that railed upon me till her pinked" & @CRLF & _
                "	porringer fell off her head, for kindling such a" & @CRLF & _
                "	combustion in the state. I missed the meteor once," & @CRLF & _
                "	and hit that woman; who cried out 'Clubs!' when I" & @CRLF & _
                "	might see from far some forty truncheoners draw to" & @CRLF & _
                "	her succor, which were the hope o' the Strand, where" & @CRLF & _
                "	she was quartered. They fell on; I made good my" & @CRLF & _
                "	place: at length they came to the broom-staff to" & @CRLF & _
                "	me; I defied 'em still: when suddenly a file of" & @CRLF & _
                "	boys behind 'em, loose shot, delivered such a shower" & @CRLF & _
                "	of pebbles, that I was fain to draw mine honour in," & @CRLF & _
                "	and let 'em win the work: the devil was amongst" & @CRLF & _
                "	'em, I think, surely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Porter	These are the youths that thunder at a playhouse," & @CRLF & _
                "	and fight for bitten apples; that no audience, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	the tribulation of Tower-hill, or the limbs of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Limehouse, their dear brothers, are able to endure." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have some of 'em in Limbo Patrum, and there they" & @CRLF & _
                "	are like to dance these three days; besides the" & @CRLF & _
                "	running banquet of two beadles that is to come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Chamberlain]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	Mercy o' me, what a multitude are here!" & @CRLF & _
                "	They grow still too; from all parts they are coming," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if we kept a fair here! Where are these porters," & @CRLF & _
                "	These lazy knaves? Ye have made a fine hand, fellows:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's a trim rabble let in: are all these" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your faithful friends o' the suburbs? We shall have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Great store of room, no doubt, left for the ladies," & @CRLF & _
                "	When they pass back from the christening." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Porter	An't please" & @CRLF & _
                "	your honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	We are but men; and what so many may do," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not being torn a-pieces, we have done:" & @CRLF & _
                "	An army cannot rule 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chamberlain	As I live," & @CRLF & _
                "	If the king blame me for't, I'll lay ye all" & @CRLF & _
                "	By the heels, and suddenly; and on your heads" & @CRLF & _
                "	Clap round fines for neglect: ye are lazy knaves;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here ye lie baiting of bombards, when" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ye should do service. Hark! the trumpets sound;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They're come already from the christening:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, break among the press, and find a way out" & @CRLF & _
                "	To let the troop pass fairly; or I'll find" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Marshalsea shall hold ye play these two months." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Porter	Make way there for the princess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Man	You great fellow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand close up, or I'll make your head ache." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Porter	You i' the camlet, get up o' the rail;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll peck you o'er the pales else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY VIII" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter trumpets, sounding; then two Aldermen, Lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mayor, Garter, CRANMER, NORFOLK with his marshal's" & @CRLF & _
                "	staff, SUFFOLK, two Noblemen bearing great" & @CRLF & _
                "	standing-bowls for the christening-gifts; then" & @CRLF & _
                "	four Noblemen bearing a canopy, under which the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Duchess of Norfolk, godmother, bearing the child" & @CRLF & _
                "	richly habited in a mantle, &c., train borne by a" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lady; then follows the Marchioness Dorset, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	other godmother, and Ladies. The troop pass once" & @CRLF & _
                "	about the stage, and Garter speaks]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Garter	Heaven, from thy endless goodness, send prosperous" & @CRLF & _
                "	life, long, and ever happy, to the high and mighty" & @CRLF & _
                "	princess of England, Elizabeth!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter KING HENRY VIII and Guard]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANMER	[Kneeling] And to your royal grace, and the good queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	My noble partners, and myself, thus pray:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All comfort, joy, in this most gracious lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven ever laid up to make parents happy," & @CRLF & _
                "	May hourly fall upon ye!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Thank you, good lord archbishop:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is her name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANMER	                  Elizabeth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Stand up, lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[KING HENRY VIII kisses the child]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	With this kiss take my blessing: God protect thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into whose hand I give thy life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANMER	Amen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	My noble gossips, ye have been too prodigal:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I thank ye heartily; so shall this lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	When she has so much English." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANMER	Let me speak, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	For heaven now bids me; and the words I utter" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let none think flattery, for they'll find 'em truth." & @CRLF & _
                "	This royal infant--heaven still move about her!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though in her cradle, yet now promises" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon this land a thousand thousand blessings," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which time shall bring to ripeness: she shall be--" & @CRLF & _
                "	But few now living can behold that goodness--" & @CRLF & _
                "	A pattern to all princes living with her," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all that shall succeed: Saba was never" & @CRLF & _
                "	More covetous of wisdom and fair virtue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than this pure soul shall be: all princely graces," & @CRLF & _
                "	That mould up such a mighty piece as this is," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all the virtues that attend the good," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall still be doubled on her: truth shall nurse her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Holy and heavenly thoughts still counsel her:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She shall be loved and fear'd: her own shall bless her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hang their heads with sorrow: good grows with her:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In her days every man shall eat in safety," & @CRLF & _
                "	Under his own vine, what he plants; and sing" & @CRLF & _
                "	The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours:" & @CRLF & _
                "	God shall be truly known; and those about her" & @CRLF & _
                "	From her shall read the perfect ways of honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by those claim their greatness, not by blood." & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor shall this peace sleep with her: but as when" & @CRLF & _
                "	The bird of wonder dies, the maiden phoenix," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her ashes new create another heir," & @CRLF & _
                "	As great in admiration as herself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So shall she leave her blessedness to one," & @CRLF & _
                "	When heaven shall call her from this cloud of darkness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who from the sacred ashes of her honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall star-like rise, as great in fame as she was," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so stand fix'd: peace, plenty, love, truth, terror," & @CRLF & _
                "	That were the servants to this chosen infant," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall then be his, and like a vine grow to him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherever the bright sun of heaven shall shine," & @CRLF & _
                "	His honour and the greatness of his name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be, and make new nations: he shall flourish," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, like a mountain cedar, reach his branches" & @CRLF & _
                "	To all the plains about him: our children's children" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall see this, and bless heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	Thou speakest wonders." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRANMER	She shall be, to the happiness of England," & @CRLF & _
                "	An aged princess; many days shall see her," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet no day without a deed to crown it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Would I had known no more! but she must die," & @CRLF & _
                "	She must, the saints must have her; yet a virgin," & @CRLF & _
                "	A most unspotted lily shall she pass" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the ground, and all the world shall mourn her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING HENRY VIII	O lord archbishop," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast made me now a man! never, before" & @CRLF & _
                "	This happy child, did I get any thing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This oracle of comfort has so pleased me," & @CRLF & _
                "	That when I am in heaven I shall desire" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see what this child does, and praise my Maker." & @CRLF & _
                "	I thank ye all. To you, my good lord mayor," & @CRLF & _
                "	And your good brethren, I am much beholding;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have received much honour by your presence," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ye shall find me thankful. Lead the way, lords:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ye must all see the queen, and she must thank ye," & @CRLF & _
                "	She will be sick else. This day, no man think" & @CRLF & _
                "	Has business at his house; for all shall stay:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This little one shall make it holiday." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING HENRY VIII" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	EPILOGUE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis ten to one this play can never please" & @CRLF & _
                "	All that are here: some come to take their ease," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sleep an act or two; but those, we fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	We have frighted with our trumpets; so, 'tis clear," & @CRLF & _
                "	They'll say 'tis naught: others, to hear the city" & @CRLF & _
                "	Abused extremely, and to cry 'That's witty!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which we have not done neither: that, I fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	All the expected good we're like to hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this play at this time, is only in" & @CRLF & _
                "	The merciful construction of good women;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For such a one we show'd 'em: if they smile," & @CRLF & _
                "	And say 'twill do, I know, within a while" & @CRLF & _
                "	All the best men are ours; for 'tis ill hap," & @CRLF & _
                "	If they hold when their ladies bid 'em clap." & @CRLF & _
                "	KING JOHN" & @CRLF & _
                "	" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	son to the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTHUR	Duke of Bretagne, nephew to the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "The Earl of" & @CRLF & _
                "PEMBROKE	(PEMBROKE:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "The Earl of ESSEX	(ESSEX:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "The Earl of" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	(SALISBURY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "The Lord BIGOT	(BIGOT:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT DE BURGH	(HUBERT:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROBERT" & @CRLF & _
                "FAULCONBRIDGE	Son to Sir Robert Faulconbridge. (ROBERT:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILIP the BASTARD	his half-brother. (BASTARD:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAMES GURNEY	servant to Lady Faulconbridge. (GURNEY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER Of Pomfret	a prophet. (PETER:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILIP	King of France. (KING PHILIP:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	the Dauphin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYMOGES	Duke of AUSTRIA. (AUSTRIA:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL PANDULPH	the Pope's legate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MELUN	a French Lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHATILLON	ambassador from France to King John." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELINOR	mother to King John." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	mother to Arthur." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BLANCH of Spain	niece to King John. (BLANCH:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY FAULCONBRIDGE:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords, Citizens of Angiers, Sheriff, Heralds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Officers, Soldiers, Messengers, and other Attendants." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Citizen:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(French Herald:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(English Herald:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Executioner:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Partly in England, and partly in France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING JOHN" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	KING JOHN'S palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING JOHN, QUEEN ELINOR, PEMBROKE, ESSEX," & @CRLF & _
                "	SALISBURY, and others, with CHATILLON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Now, say, Chatillon, what would France with us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHATILLON	Thus, after greeting, speaks the King of France" & @CRLF & _
                "	In my behavior to the majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	The borrow'd majesty, of England here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELINOR	A strange beginning: 'borrow'd majesty!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Silence, good mother; hear the embassy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHATILLON	Philip of France, in right and true behalf" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thy deceased brother Geffrey's son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Arthur Plantagenet, lays most lawful claim" & @CRLF & _
                "	To this fair island and the territories," & @CRLF & _
                "	To Ireland, Poictiers, Anjou, Touraine, Maine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Desiring thee to lay aside the sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which sways usurpingly these several titles," & @CRLF & _
                "	And put these same into young Arthur's hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy nephew and right royal sovereign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	What follows if we disallow of this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHATILLON	The proud control of fierce and bloody war," & @CRLF & _
                "	To enforce these rights so forcibly withheld." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Here have we war for war and blood for blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Controlment for controlment: so answer France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHATILLON	Then take my king's defiance from my mouth," & @CRLF & _
                "	The farthest limit of my embassy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Bear mine to him, and so depart in peace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be thou as lightning in the eyes of France;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For ere thou canst report I will be there," & @CRLF & _
                "	The thunder of my cannon shall be heard:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So hence! Be thou the trumpet of our wrath" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sullen presage of your own decay." & @CRLF & _
                "	An honourable conduct let him have:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pembroke, look to 't. Farewell, Chatillon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt CHATILLON and PEMBROKE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELINOR	What now, my son! have I not ever said" & @CRLF & _
                "	How that ambitious Constance would not cease" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till she had kindled France and all the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the right and party of her son?" & @CRLF & _
                "	This might have been prevented and made whole" & @CRLF & _
                "	With very easy arguments of love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which now the manage of two kingdoms must" & @CRLF & _
                "	With fearful bloody issue arbitrate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Our strong possession and our right for us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELINOR	Your strong possession much more than your right," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else it must go wrong with you and me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So much my conscience whispers in your ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which none but heaven and you and I shall hear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Sheriff]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESSEX	My liege, here is the strangest controversy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come from country to be judged by you," & @CRLF & _
                "	That e'er I heard: shall I produce the men?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Let them approach." & @CRLF & _
                "	Our abbeys and our priories shall pay" & @CRLF & _
                "	This expedition's charge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROBERT and the BASTARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		    What men are you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Your faithful subject I, a gentleman" & @CRLF & _
                "	Born in Northamptonshire and eldest son," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I suppose, to Robert Faulconbridge," & @CRLF & _
                "	A soldier, by the honour-giving hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Coeur-de-lion knighted in the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	What art thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROBERT	The son and heir to that same Faulconbridge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Is that the elder, and art thou the heir?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You came not of one mother then, it seems." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Most certain of one mother, mighty king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That is well known; and, as I think, one father:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But for the certain knowledge of that truth" & @CRLF & _
                "	I put you o'er to heaven and to my mother:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of that I doubt, as all men's children may." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELINOR	Out on thee, rude man! thou dost shame thy mother" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wound her honour with this diffidence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	I, madam? no, I have no reason for it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That is my brother's plea and none of mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The which if he can prove, a' pops me out" & @CRLF & _
                "	At least from fair five hundred pound a year:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven guard my mother's honour and my land!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	A good blunt fellow. Why, being younger born," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth he lay claim to thine inheritance?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	I know not why, except to get the land." & @CRLF & _
                "	But once he slander'd me with bastardy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But whether I be as true begot or no," & @CRLF & _
                "	That still I lay upon my mother's head," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that I am as well begot, my liege,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fair fall the bones that took the pains for me!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Compare our faces and be judge yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "	If old sir Robert did beget us both" & @CRLF & _
                "	And were our father and this son like him," & @CRLF & _
                "	O old sir Robert, father, on my knee" & @CRLF & _
                "	I give heaven thanks I was not like to thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Why, what a madcap hath heaven lent us here!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELINOR	He hath a trick of Coeur-de-lion's face;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The accent of his tongue affecteth him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you not read some tokens of my son" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the large composition of this man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Mine eye hath well examined his parts" & @CRLF & _
                "	And finds them perfect Richard. Sirrah, speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	What doth move you to claim your brother's land?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Because he hath a half-face, like my father." & @CRLF & _
                "	With half that face would he have all my land:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A half-faced groat five hundred pound a year!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROBERT	My gracious liege, when that my father lived," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your brother did employ my father much,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Well, sir, by this you cannot get my land:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your tale must be how he employ'd my mother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROBERT	And once dispatch'd him in an embassy" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Germany, there with the emperor" & @CRLF & _
                "	To treat of high affairs touching that time." & @CRLF & _
                "	The advantage of his absence took the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the mean time sojourn'd at my father's;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where how he did prevail I shame to speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	But truth is truth: large lengths of seas and shores" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between my father and my mother lay," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I have heard my father speak himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	When this same lusty gentleman was got." & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon his death-bed he by will bequeath'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	His lands to me, and took it on his death" & @CRLF & _
                "	That this my mother's son was none of his;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if he were, he came into the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Full fourteen weeks before the course of time." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, good my liege, let me have what is mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	My father's land, as was my father's will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Sirrah, your brother is legitimate;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your father's wife did after wedlock bear him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And if she did play false, the fault was hers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which fault lies on the hazards of all husbands" & @CRLF & _
                "	That marry wives. Tell me, how if my brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, as you say, took pains to get this son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had of your father claim'd this son for his?" & @CRLF & _
                "	In sooth, good friend, your father might have kept" & @CRLF & _
                "	This calf bred from his cow from all the world;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In sooth he might; then, if he were my brother's," & @CRLF & _
                "	My brother might not claim him; nor your father," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being none of his, refuse him: this concludes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My mother's son did get your father's heir;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your father's heir must have your father's land." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROBERT	Shall then my father's will be of no force" & @CRLF & _
                "	To dispossess that child which is not his?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Of no more force to dispossess me, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than was his will to get me, as I think." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELINOR	Whether hadst thou rather be a Faulconbridge" & @CRLF & _
                "	And like thy brother, to enjoy thy land," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or the reputed son of Coeur-de-lion," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord of thy presence and no land beside?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Madam, an if my brother had my shape," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I had his, sir Robert's his, like him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if my legs were two such riding-rods," & @CRLF & _
                "	My arms such eel-skins stuff'd, my face so thin" & @CRLF & _
                "	That in mine ear I durst not stick a rose" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest men should say 'Look, where three-farthings goes!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, to his shape, were heir to all this land," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would I might never stir from off this place," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would give it every foot to have this face;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not be sir Nob in any case." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELINOR	I like thee well: wilt thou forsake thy fortune," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bequeath thy land to him and follow me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am a soldier and now bound to France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Brother, take you my land, I'll take my chance." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your face hath got five hundred pound a year," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet sell your face for five pence and 'tis dear." & @CRLF & _
                "	Madam, I'll follow you unto the death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELINOR	Nay, I would have you go before me thither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Our country manners give our betters way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	What is thy name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Philip, my liege, so is my name begun," & @CRLF & _
                "	Philip, good old sir Robert's wife's eldest son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	From henceforth bear his name whose form thou bear'st:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Kneel thou down Philip, but rise more great," & @CRLF & _
                "	Arise sir Richard and Plantagenet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Brother by the mother's side, give me your hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father gave me honour, yours gave land." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now blessed by the hour, by night or day," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I was got, sir Robert was away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELINOR	The very spirit of Plantagenet!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am thy grandam, Richard; call me so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Madam, by chance but not by truth; what though?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Something about, a little from the right," & @CRLF & _
                "	In at the window, or else o'er the hatch:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who dares not stir by day must walk by night," & @CRLF & _
                "	And have is have, however men do catch:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Near or far off, well won is still well shot," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I am I, howe'er I was begot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Go, Faulconbridge: now hast thou thy desire;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A landless knight makes thee a landed squire." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, madam, and come, Richard, we must speed" & @CRLF & _
                "	For France, for France, for it is more than need." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Brother, adieu: good fortune come to thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thou wast got i' the way of honesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but BASTARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A foot of honour better than I was;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But many a many foot of land the worse." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, now can I make any Joan a lady." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Good den, sir Richard!'--'God-a-mercy, fellow!'--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if his name be George, I'll call him Peter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For new-made honour doth forget men's names;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis too respective and too sociable" & @CRLF & _
                "	For your conversion. Now your traveller," & @CRLF & _
                "	He and his toothpick at my worship's mess," & @CRLF & _
                "	And when my knightly stomach is sufficed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why then I suck my teeth and catechise" & @CRLF & _
                "	My picked man of countries: 'My dear sir,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus, leaning on mine elbow, I begin," & @CRLF & _
                "	'I shall beseech you'--that is question now;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then comes answer like an Absey book:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'O sir,' says answer, 'at your best command;" & @CRLF & _
                "	At your employment; at your service, sir;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	'No, sir,' says question, 'I, sweet sir, at yours:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so, ere answer knows what question would," & @CRLF & _
                "	Saving in dialogue of compliment," & @CRLF & _
                "	And talking of the Alps and Apennines," & @CRLF & _
                "	The Pyrenean and the river Po," & @CRLF & _
                "	It draws toward supper in conclusion so." & @CRLF & _
                "	But this is worshipful society" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fits the mounting spirit like myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	For he is but a bastard to the time" & @CRLF & _
                "	That doth not smack of observation;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so am I, whether I smack or no;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not alone in habit and device," & @CRLF & _
                "	Exterior form, outward accoutrement," & @CRLF & _
                "	But from the inward motion to deliver" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet, sweet, sweet poison for the age's tooth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, though I will not practise to deceive," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, to avoid deceit, I mean to learn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For it shall strew the footsteps of my rising." & @CRLF & _
                "	But who comes in such haste in riding-robes?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What woman-post is this? hath she no husband" & @CRLF & _
                "	That will take pains to blow a horn before her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LADY FAULCONBRIDGE and GURNEY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O me! it is my mother. How now, good lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What brings you here to court so hastily?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY FAULCONBRIDGE	Where is that slave, thy brother? where is he," & @CRLF & _
                "	That holds in chase mine honour up and down?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	My brother Robert? old sir Robert's son?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Colbrand the giant, that same mighty man?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is it sir Robert's son that you seek so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY FAULCONBRIDGE	Sir Robert's son! Ay, thou unreverend boy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Robert's son: why scorn'st thou at sir Robert?" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is sir Robert's son, and so art thou." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	James Gurney, wilt thou give us leave awhile?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GURNEY	Good leave, good Philip." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Philip! sparrow: James," & @CRLF & _
                "	There's toys abroad: anon I'll tell thee more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit GURNEY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Madam, I was not old sir Robert's son:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Robert might have eat his part in me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon Good-Friday and ne'er broke his fast:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Robert could do well: marry, to confess," & @CRLF & _
                "	Could he get me? Sir Robert could not do it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We know his handiwork: therefore, good mother," & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom am I beholding for these limbs?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Robert never holp to make this leg." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY FAULCONBRIDGE	Hast thou conspired with thy brother too," & @CRLF & _
                "	That for thine own gain shouldst defend mine honour?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What means this scorn, thou most untoward knave?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Knight, knight, good mother, Basilisco-like." & @CRLF & _
                "	What! I am dubb'd! I have it on my shoulder." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, mother, I am not sir Robert's son;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have disclaim'd sir Robert and my land;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Legitimation, name and all is gone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, good my mother, let me know my father;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some proper man, I hope: who was it, mother?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY FAULCONBRIDGE	Hast thou denied thyself a Faulconbridge?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	As faithfully as I deny the devil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY FAULCONBRIDGE	King Richard Coeur-de-lion was thy father:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By long and vehement suit I was seduced" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make room for him in my husband's bed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven lay not my transgression to my charge!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art the issue of my dear offence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which was so strongly urged past my defence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Now, by this light, were I to get again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Madam, I would not wish a better father." & @CRLF & _
                "	Some sins do bear their privilege on earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so doth yours; your fault was not your folly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Needs must you lay your heart at his dispose," & @CRLF & _
                "	Subjected tribute to commanding love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Against whose fury and unmatched force" & @CRLF & _
                "	The aweless lion could not wage the fight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor keep his princely heart from Richard's hand." & @CRLF & _
                "	He that perforce robs lions of their hearts" & @CRLF & _
                "	May easily win a woman's. Ay, my mother," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all my heart I thank thee for my father!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who lives and dares but say thou didst not well" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I was got, I'll send his soul to hell." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, lady, I will show thee to my kin;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And they shall say, when Richard me begot," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou hadst said him nay, it had been sin:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who says it was, he lies; I say 'twas not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING JOHN" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	France. Before Angiers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AUSTRIA and forces, drums, etc. on one side:" & @CRLF & _
                "	on the other KING PHILIP and his power; LEWIS," & @CRLF & _
                "	ARTHUR, CONSTANCE and attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	Before Angiers well met, brave Austria." & @CRLF & _
                "	Arthur, that great forerunner of thy blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Richard, that robb'd the lion of his heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fought the holy wars in Palestine," & @CRLF & _
                "	By this brave duke came early to his grave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for amends to his posterity," & @CRLF & _
                "	At our importance hither is he come," & @CRLF & _
                "	To spread his colours, boy, in thy behalf," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to rebuke the usurpation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thy unnatural uncle, English John:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Embrace him, love him, give him welcome hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTHUR	God shall forgive you Coeur-de-lion's death" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rather that you give his offspring life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shadowing their right under your wings of war:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I give you welcome with a powerless hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	But with a heart full of unstained love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Welcome before the gates of Angiers, duke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	A noble boy! Who would not do thee right?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUSTRIA	Upon thy cheek lay I this zealous kiss," & @CRLF & _
                "	As seal to this indenture of my love," & @CRLF & _
                "	That to my home I will no more return," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till Angiers and the right thou hast in France," & @CRLF & _
                "	Together with that pale, that white-faced shore," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose foot spurns back the ocean's roaring tides" & @CRLF & _
                "	And coops from other lands her islanders," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even till that England, hedged in with the main," & @CRLF & _
                "	That water-walled bulwark, still secure" & @CRLF & _
                "	And confident from foreign purposes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even till that utmost corner of the west" & @CRLF & _
                "	Salute thee for her king: till then, fair boy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will I not think of home, but follow arms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	O, take his mother's thanks, a widow's thanks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till your strong hand shall help to give him strength" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make a more requital to your love!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUSTRIA	The peace of heaven is theirs that lift their swords" & @CRLF & _
                "	In such a just and charitable war." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	Well then, to work: our cannon shall be bent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the brows of this resisting town." & @CRLF & _
                "	Call for our chiefest men of discipline," & @CRLF & _
                "	To cull the plots of best advantages:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll lay before this town our royal bones," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wade to the market-place in Frenchmen's blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	But we will make it subject to this boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	Stay for an answer to your embassy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest unadvised you stain your swords with blood:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My Lord Chatillon may from England bring," & @CRLF & _
                "	That right in peace which here we urge in war," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then we shall repent each drop of blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	That hot rash haste so indirectly shed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CHATILLON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	A wonder, lady! lo, upon thy wish," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our messenger Chatillon is arrived!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What England says, say briefly, gentle lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We coldly pause for thee; Chatillon, speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHATILLON	Then turn your forces from this paltry siege" & @CRLF & _
                "	And stir them up against a mightier task." & @CRLF & _
                "	England, impatient of your just demands," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath put himself in arms: the adverse winds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose leisure I have stay'd, have given him time" & @CRLF & _
                "	To land his legions all as soon as I;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His marches are expedient to this town," & @CRLF & _
                "	His forces strong, his soldiers confident." & @CRLF & _
                "	With him along is come the mother-queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	An Ate, stirring him to blood and strife;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With her her niece, the Lady Blanch of Spain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With them a bastard of the king's deceased," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the unsettled humours of the land," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rash, inconsiderate, fiery voluntaries," & @CRLF & _
                "	With ladies' faces and fierce dragons' spleens," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have sold their fortunes at their native homes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bearing their birthrights proudly on their backs," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make hazard of new fortunes here:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In brief, a braver choice of dauntless spirits" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than now the English bottoms have waft o'er" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did nearer float upon the swelling tide," & @CRLF & _
                "	To do offence and scath in Christendom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drum beats]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The interruption of their churlish drums" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cuts off more circumstance: they are at hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	To parley or to fight; therefore prepare." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	How much unlook'd for is this expedition!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUSTRIA	By how much unexpected, by so much" & @CRLF & _
                "	We must awake endavour for defence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For courage mounteth with occasion:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let them be welcome then: we are prepared." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING JOHN, QUEEN ELINOR, BLANCH, the BASTARD," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords, and forces]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Peace be to France, if France in peace permit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our just and lineal entrance to our own;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not, bleed France, and peace ascend to heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles we, God's wrathful agent, do correct" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their proud contempt that beats His peace to heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	Peace be to England, if that war return" & @CRLF & _
                "	From France to England, there to live in peace." & @CRLF & _
                "	England we love; and for that England's sake" & @CRLF & _
                "	With burden of our armour here we sweat." & @CRLF & _
                "	This toil of ours should be a work of thine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But thou from loving England art so far," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou hast under-wrought his lawful king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cut off the sequence of posterity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out-faced infant state and done a rape" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the maiden virtue of the crown." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look here upon thy brother Geffrey's face;" & @CRLF & _
                "	These eyes, these brows, were moulded out of his:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This little abstract doth contain that large" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which died in Geffrey, and the hand of time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall draw this brief into as huge a volume." & @CRLF & _
                "	That Geffrey was thy elder brother born," & @CRLF & _
                "	And this his son; England was Geffrey's right" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this is Geffrey's: in the name of God" & @CRLF & _
                "	How comes it then that thou art call'd a king," & @CRLF & _
                "	When living blood doth in these temples beat," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which owe the crown that thou o'ermasterest?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	From whom hast thou this great commission, France," & @CRLF & _
                "	To draw my answer from thy articles?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	From that supernal judge, that stirs good thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	In any breast of strong authority," & @CRLF & _
                "	To look into the blots and stains of right:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That judge hath made me guardian to this boy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under whose warrant I impeach thy wrong" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by whose help I mean to chastise it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Alack, thou dost usurp authority." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	Excuse; it is to beat usurping down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELINOR	Who is it thou dost call usurper, France?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	Let me make answer; thy usurping son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELINOR	Out, insolent! thy bastard shall be king," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou mayst be a queen, and cheque the world!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	My bed was ever to thy son as true" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thine was to thy husband; and this boy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Liker in feature to his father Geffrey" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than thou and John in manners; being as like" & @CRLF & _
                "	As rain to water, or devil to his dam." & @CRLF & _
                "	My boy a bastard! By my soul, I think" & @CRLF & _
                "	His father never was so true begot:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It cannot be, an if thou wert his mother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELINOR	There's a good mother, boy, that blots thy father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	There's a good grandam, boy, that would blot thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUSTRIA	Peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	     Hear the crier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUSTRIA	What the devil art thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	One that will play the devil, sir, with you," & @CRLF & _
                "	An a' may catch your hide and you alone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are the hare of whom the proverb goes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose valour plucks dead lions by the beard;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll smoke your skin-coat, an I catch you right;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sirrah, look to't; i' faith, I will, i' faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BLANCH	O, well did he become that lion's robe" & @CRLF & _
                "	That did disrobe the lion of that robe!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	It lies as sightly on the back of him" & @CRLF & _
                "	As great Alcides' shows upon an ass:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, ass, I'll take that burthen from your back," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or lay on that shall make your shoulders crack." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUSTRIA	What craker is this same that deafs our ears" & @CRLF & _
                "	With this abundance of superfluous breath?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	Lewis, determine what we shall do straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	Women and fools, break off your conference." & @CRLF & _
                "	King John, this is the very sum of all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	England and Ireland, Anjou, Touraine, Maine," & @CRLF & _
                "	In right of Arthur do I claim of thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt thou resign them and lay down thy arms?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	My life as soon: I do defy thee, France." & @CRLF & _
                "	Arthur of Bretagne, yield thee to my hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And out of my dear love I'll give thee more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than e'er the coward hand of France can win:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Submit thee, boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELINOR	                  Come to thy grandam, child." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	Do, child, go to it grandam, child:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give grandam kingdom, and it grandam will" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give it a plum, a cherry, and a fig:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's a good grandam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTHUR	Good my mother, peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would that I were low laid in my grave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not worth this coil that's made for me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELINOR	His mother shames him so, poor boy, he weeps." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	Now shame upon you, whether she does or no!" & @CRLF & _
                "	His grandam's wrongs, and not his mother's shames," & @CRLF & _
                "	Draws those heaven-moving pearls from his poor eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which heaven shall take in nature of a fee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, with these crystal beads heaven shall be bribed" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do him justice and revenge on you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELINOR	Thou monstrous slanderer of heaven and earth!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	Thou monstrous injurer of heaven and earth!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call not me slanderer; thou and thine usurp" & @CRLF & _
                "	The dominations, royalties and rights" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this oppressed boy: this is thy eld'st son's son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Infortunate in nothing but in thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy sins are visited in this poor child;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The canon of the law is laid on him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being but the second generation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Removed from thy sin-conceiving womb." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Bedlam, have done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	                  I have but this to say," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he is not only plagued for her sin," & @CRLF & _
                "	But God hath made her sin and her the plague" & @CRLF & _
                "	On this removed issue, plague for her" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with her plague; her sin his injury," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her injury the beadle to her sin," & @CRLF & _
                "	All punish'd in the person of this child," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all for her; a plague upon her!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELINOR	Thou unadvised scold, I can produce" & @CRLF & _
                "	A will that bars the title of thy son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	Ay, who doubts that? a will! a wicked will:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A woman's will; a canker'd grandam's will!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	Peace, lady! pause, or be more temperate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It ill beseems this presence to cry aim" & @CRLF & _
                "	To these ill-tuned repetitions." & @CRLF & _
                "	Some trumpet summon hither to the walls" & @CRLF & _
                "	These men of Angiers: let us hear them speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose title they admit, Arthur's or John's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpet sounds. Enter certain Citizens upon the walls]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Who is it that hath warn'd us to the walls?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	'Tis France, for England." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	England, for itself." & @CRLF & _
                "	You men of Angiers, and my loving subjects--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	You loving men of Angiers, Arthur's subjects," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our trumpet call'd you to this gentle parle--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	For our advantage; therefore hear us first." & @CRLF & _
                "	These flags of France, that are advanced here" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before the eye and prospect of your town," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have hither march'd to your endamagement:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cannons have their bowels full of wrath," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ready mounted are they to spit forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their iron indignation 'gainst your walls:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All preparation for a bloody siege" & @CRLF & _
                "	All merciless proceeding by these French" & @CRLF & _
                "	Confronts your city's eyes, your winking gates;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And but for our approach those sleeping stones," & @CRLF & _
                "	That as a waist doth girdle you about," & @CRLF & _
                "	By the compulsion of their ordinance" & @CRLF & _
                "	By this time from their fixed beds of lime" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had been dishabited, and wide havoc made" & @CRLF & _
                "	For bloody power to rush upon your peace." & @CRLF & _
                "	But on the sight of us your lawful king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who painfully with much expedient march" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have brought a countercheque before your gates," & @CRLF & _
                "	To save unscratch'd your city's threatened cheeks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Behold, the French amazed vouchsafe a parle;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now, instead of bullets wrapp'd in fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make a shaking fever in your walls," & @CRLF & _
                "	They shoot but calm words folded up in smoke," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make a faithless error in your ears:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which trust accordingly, kind citizens," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let us in, your king, whose labour'd spirits," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forwearied in this action of swift speed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Crave harbourage within your city walls." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	When I have said, make answer to us both." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lo, in this right hand, whose protection" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is most divinely vow'd upon the right" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of him it holds, stands young Plantagenet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Son to the elder brother of this man," & @CRLF & _
                "	And king o'er him and all that he enjoys:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this down-trodden equity, we tread" & @CRLF & _
                "	In warlike march these greens before your town," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being no further enemy to you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than the constraint of hospitable zeal" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the relief of this oppressed child" & @CRLF & _
                "	Religiously provokes. Be pleased then" & @CRLF & _
                "	To pay that duty which you truly owe" & @CRLF & _
                "	To that owes it, namely this young prince:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then our arms, like to a muzzled bear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Save in aspect, hath all offence seal'd up;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our cannons' malice vainly shall be spent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the invulnerable clouds of heaven;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with a blessed and unvex'd retire," & @CRLF & _
                "	With unhack'd swords and helmets all unbruised," & @CRLF & _
                "	We will bear home that lusty blood again" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which here we came to spout against your town," & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave your children, wives and you in peace." & @CRLF & _
                "	But if you fondly pass our proffer'd offer," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not the roundure of your old-faced walls" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can hide you from our messengers of war," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though all these English and their discipline" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were harbour'd in their rude circumference." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then tell us, shall your city call us lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	In that behalf which we have challenged it?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or shall we give the signal to our rage" & @CRLF & _
                "	And stalk in blood to our possession?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	In brief, we are the king of England's subjects:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For him, and in his right, we hold this town." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Acknowledge then the king, and let me in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	That can we not; but he that proves the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	To him will we prove loyal: till that time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have we ramm'd up our gates against the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Doth not the crown of England prove the king?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if not that, I bring you witnesses," & @CRLF & _
                "	Twice fifteen thousand hearts of England's breed,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Bastards, and else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	To verify our title with their lives." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	As many and as well-born bloods as those,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Some bastards too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	Stand in his face to contradict his claim." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Till you compound whose right is worthiest," & @CRLF & _
                "	We for the worthiest hold the right from both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Then God forgive the sin of all those souls" & @CRLF & _
                "	That to their everlasting residence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before the dew of evening fall, shall fleet," & @CRLF & _
                "	In dreadful trial of our kingdom's king!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	Amen, amen! Mount, chevaliers! to arms!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Saint George, that swinged the dragon, and e'er since" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sits on his horseback at mine hostess' door," & @CRLF & _
                "	Teach us some fence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To AUSTRIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		Sirrah, were I at home," & @CRLF & _
                "	At your den, sirrah, with your lioness" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would set an ox-head to your lion's hide," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make a monster of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUSTRIA	Peace! no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	O tremble, for you hear the lion roar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Up higher to the plain; where we'll set forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	In best appointment all our regiments." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Speed then, to take advantage of the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	It shall be so; and at the other hill" & @CRLF & _
                "	Command the rest to stand. God and our right!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Here after excursions, enter the Herald of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	with trumpets, to the gates]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "French Herald	You men of Angiers, open wide your gates," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let young Arthur, Duke of Bretagne, in," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who by the hand of France this day hath made" & @CRLF & _
                "	Much work for tears in many an English mother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose sons lie scattered on the bleeding ground;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Many a widow's husband grovelling lies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Coldly embracing the discolour'd earth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And victory, with little loss, doth play" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the dancing banners of the French," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who are at hand, triumphantly display'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	To enter conquerors and to proclaim" & @CRLF & _
                "	Arthur of Bretagne England's king and yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter English Herald, with trumpet]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "English Herald	Rejoice, you men of Angiers, ring your bells:" & @CRLF & _
                "	King John, your king and England's doth approach," & @CRLF & _
                "	Commander of this hot malicious day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their armours, that march'd hence so silver-bright," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hither return all gilt with Frenchmen's blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There stuck no plume in any English crest" & @CRLF & _
                "	That is removed by a staff of France;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our colours do return in those same hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	That did display them when we first march'd forth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, like a troop of jolly huntsmen, come" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our lusty English, all with purpled hands," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dyed in the dying slaughter of their foes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Open your gates and gives the victors way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Heralds, from off our towers we might behold," & @CRLF & _
                "	From first to last, the onset and retire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of both your armies; whose equality" & @CRLF & _
                "	By our best eyes cannot be censured:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blood hath bought blood and blows have answered blows;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strength match'd with strength, and power confronted power:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both are alike; and both alike we like." & @CRLF & _
                "	One must prove greatest: while they weigh so even," & @CRLF & _
                "	We hold our town for neither, yet for both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter KING JOHN and KING PHILIP, with their" & @CRLF & _
                "	powers, severally]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	France, hast thou yet more blood to cast away?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say, shall the current of our right run on?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose passage, vex'd with thy impediment," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall leave his native channel and o'erswell" & @CRLF & _
                "	With course disturb'd even thy confining shores," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless thou let his silver water keep" & @CRLF & _
                "	A peaceful progress to the ocean." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	England, thou hast not saved one drop of blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	In this hot trial, more than we of France;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rather, lost more. And by this hand I swear," & @CRLF & _
                "	That sways the earth this climate overlooks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before we will lay down our just-borne arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll put thee down, 'gainst whom these arms we bear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or add a royal number to the dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gracing the scroll that tells of this war's loss" & @CRLF & _
                "	With slaughter coupled to the name of kings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Ha, majesty! how high thy glory towers," & @CRLF & _
                "	When the rich blood of kings is set on fire!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, now doth Death line his dead chaps with steel;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The swords of soldiers are his teeth, his fangs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now he feasts, mousing the flesh of men," & @CRLF & _
                "	In undetermined differences of kings." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why stand these royal fronts amazed thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cry, 'havoc!' kings; back to the stained field," & @CRLF & _
                "	You equal potents, fiery kindled spirits!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then let confusion of one part confirm" & @CRLF & _
                "	The other's peace: till then, blows, blood and death!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Whose party do the townsmen yet admit?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	Speak, citizens, for England; who's your king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	The king of England; when we know the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	Know him in us, that here hold up his right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	In us, that are our own great deputy" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bear possession of our person here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord of our presence, Angiers, and of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	A greater power then we denies all this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And till it be undoubted, we do lock" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our former scruple in our strong-barr'd gates;" & @CRLF & _
                "	King'd of our fears, until our fears, resolved," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be by some certain king purged and deposed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	By heaven, these scroyles of Angiers flout you, kings," & @CRLF & _
                "	And stand securely on their battlements," & @CRLF & _
                "	As in a theatre, whence they gape and point" & @CRLF & _
                "	At your industrious scenes and acts of death." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your royal presences be ruled by me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do like the mutines of Jerusalem," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be friends awhile and both conjointly bend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your sharpest deeds of malice on this town:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By east and west let France and England mount" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their battering cannon charged to the mouths," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till their soul-fearing clamours have brawl'd down" & @CRLF & _
                "	The flinty ribs of this contemptuous city:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'ld play incessantly upon these jades," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even till unfenced desolation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leave them as naked as the vulgar air." & @CRLF & _
                "	That done, dissever your united strengths," & @CRLF & _
                "	And part your mingled colours once again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn face to face and bloody point to point;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, in a moment, Fortune shall cull forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of one side her happy minion," & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom in favour she shall give the day," & @CRLF & _
                "	And kiss him with a glorious victory." & @CRLF & _
                "	How like you this wild counsel, mighty states?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Smacks it not something of the policy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Now, by the sky that hangs above our heads," & @CRLF & _
                "	I like it well. France, shall we knit our powers" & @CRLF & _
                "	And lay this Angiers even to the ground;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then after fight who shall be king of it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	An if thou hast the mettle of a king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being wronged as we are by this peevish town," & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn thou the mouth of thy artillery," & @CRLF & _
                "	As we will ours, against these saucy walls;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when that we have dash'd them to the ground," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why then defy each other and pell-mell" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make work upon ourselves, for heaven or hell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	Let it be so. Say, where will you assault?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	We from the west will send destruction" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into this city's bosom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUSTRIA	I from the north." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	                  Our thunder from the south" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall rain their drift of bullets on this town." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	O prudent discipline! From north to south:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Austria and France shoot in each other's mouth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll stir them to it. Come, away, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Hear us, great kings: vouchsafe awhile to stay," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I shall show you peace and fair-faced league;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Win you this city without stroke or wound;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rescue those breathing lives to die in beds," & @CRLF & _
                "	That here come sacrifices for the field:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Persever not, but hear me, mighty kings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Speak on with favour; we are bent to hear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	That daughter there of Spain, the Lady Blanch," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is niece to England: look upon the years" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Lewis the Dauphin and that lovely maid:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If lusty love should go in quest of beauty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where should he find it fairer than in Blanch?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If zealous love should go in search of virtue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where should he find it purer than in Blanch?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If love ambitious sought a match of birth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose veins bound richer blood than Lady Blanch?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such as she is, in beauty, virtue, birth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is the young Dauphin every way complete:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not complete of, say he is not she;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And she again wants nothing, to name want," & @CRLF & _
                "	If want it be not that she is not he:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is the half part of a blessed man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Left to be finished by such as she;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And she a fair divided excellence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose fulness of perfection lies in him." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, two such silver currents, when they join," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do glorify the banks that bound them in;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And two such shores to two such streams made one," & @CRLF & _
                "	Two such controlling bounds shall you be, kings," & @CRLF & _
                "	To these two princes, if you marry them." & @CRLF & _
                "	This union shall do more than battery can" & @CRLF & _
                "	To our fast-closed gates; for at this match," & @CRLF & _
                "	With swifter spleen than powder can enforce," & @CRLF & _
                "	The mouth of passage shall we fling wide ope," & @CRLF & _
                "	And give you entrance: but without this match," & @CRLF & _
                "	The sea enraged is not half so deaf," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lions more confident, mountains and rocks" & @CRLF & _
                "	More free from motion, no, not Death himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	In moral fury half so peremptory," & @CRLF & _
                "	As we to keep this city." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Here's a stay" & @CRLF & _
                "	That shakes the rotten carcass of old Death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of his rags! Here's a large mouth, indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "	That spits forth death and mountains, rocks and seas," & @CRLF & _
                "	Talks as familiarly of roaring lions" & @CRLF & _
                "	As maids of thirteen do of puppy-dogs!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What cannoneer begot this lusty blood?" & @CRLF & _
                "	He speaks plain cannon fire, and smoke and bounce;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He gives the bastinado with his tongue:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our ears are cudgell'd; not a word of his" & @CRLF & _
                "	But buffets better than a fist of France:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Zounds! I was never so bethump'd with words" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since I first call'd my brother's father dad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELINOR	Son, list to this conjunction, make this match;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give with our niece a dowry large enough:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For by this knot thou shalt so surely tie" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy now unsured assurance to the crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	That yon green boy shall have no sun to ripe" & @CRLF & _
                "	The bloom that promiseth a mighty fruit." & @CRLF & _
                "	I see a yielding in the looks of France;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark, how they whisper: urge them while their souls" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are capable of this ambition," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest zeal, now melted by the windy breath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of soft petitions, pity and remorse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cool and congeal again to what it was." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Why answer not the double majesties" & @CRLF & _
                "	This friendly treaty of our threaten'd town?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	Speak England first, that hath been forward first" & @CRLF & _
                "	To speak unto this city: what say you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	If that the Dauphin there, thy princely son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can in this book of beauty read 'I love,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her dowry shall weigh equal with a queen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Anjou and fair Touraine, Maine, Poictiers," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all that we upon this side the sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	Except this city now by us besieged," & @CRLF & _
                "	Find liable to our crown and dignity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall gild her bridal bed and make her rich" & @CRLF & _
                "	In titles, honours and promotions," & @CRLF & _
                "	As she in beauty, education, blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Holds hand with any princess of the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	What say'st thou, boy? look in the lady's face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	I do, my lord; and in her eye I find" & @CRLF & _
                "	A wonder, or a wondrous miracle," & @CRLF & _
                "	The shadow of myself form'd in her eye:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which being but the shadow of your son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Becomes a sun and makes your son a shadow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do protest I never loved myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till now infixed I beheld myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Drawn in the flattering table of her eye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Whispers with BLANCH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Drawn in the flattering table of her eye!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hang'd in the frowning wrinkle of her brow!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And quarter'd in her heart! he doth espy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Himself love's traitor: this is pity now," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hang'd and drawn and quartered, there should be" & @CRLF & _
                "	In such a love so vile a lout as he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BLANCH	My uncle's will in this respect is mine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If he see aught in you that makes him like," & @CRLF & _
                "	That any thing he sees, which moves his liking," & @CRLF & _
                "	I can with ease translate it to my will;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or if you will, to speak more properly," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will enforce it easily to my love." & @CRLF & _
                "	Further I will not flatter you, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	That all I see in you is worthy love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than this; that nothing do I see in you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though churlish thoughts themselves should be your judge," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I can find should merit any hate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	What say these young ones? What say you my niece?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BLANCH	That she is bound in honour still to do" & @CRLF & _
                "	What you in wisdom still vouchsafe to say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Speak then, prince Dauphin; can you love this lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	Nay, ask me if I can refrain from love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I do love her most unfeignedly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Then do I give Volquessen, Touraine, Maine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Poictiers and Anjou, these five provinces," & @CRLF & _
                "	With her to thee; and this addition more," & @CRLF & _
                "	Full thirty thousand marks of English coin." & @CRLF & _
                "	Philip of France, if thou be pleased withal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Command thy son and daughter to join hands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	It likes us well; young princes, close your hands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUSTRIA	And your lips too; for I am well assured" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I did so when I was first assured." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	Now, citizens of Angiers, ope your gates," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let in that amity which you have made;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For at Saint Mary's chapel presently" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rites of marriage shall be solemnized." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not the Lady Constance in this troop?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know she is not, for this match made up" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her presence would have interrupted much:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is she and her son? tell me, who knows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	She is sad and passionate at your highness' tent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	And, by my faith, this league that we have made" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will give her sadness very little cure." & @CRLF & _
                "	Brother of England, how may we content" & @CRLF & _
                "	This widow lady? In her right we came;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which we, God knows, have turn'd another way," & @CRLF & _
                "	To our own vantage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	We will heal up all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For we'll create young Arthur Duke of Bretagne" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Earl of Richmond; and this rich fair town" & @CRLF & _
                "	We make him lord of. Call the Lady Constance;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some speedy messenger bid her repair" & @CRLF & _
                "	To our solemnity: I trust we shall," & @CRLF & _
                "	If not fill up the measure of her will," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet in some measure satisfy her so" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we shall stop her exclamation." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go we, as well as haste will suffer us," & @CRLF & _
                "	To this unlook'd for, unprepared pomp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but the BASTARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Mad world! mad kings! mad composition!" & @CRLF & _
                "	John, to stop Arthur's title in the whole," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath willingly departed with a part," & @CRLF & _
                "	And France, whose armour conscience buckled on," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom zeal and charity brought to the field" & @CRLF & _
                "	As God's own soldier, rounded in the ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	With that same purpose-changer, that sly devil," & @CRLF & _
                "	That broker, that still breaks the pate of faith," & @CRLF & _
                "	That daily break-vow, he that wins of all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of kings, of beggars, old men, young men, maids," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, having no external thing to lose" & @CRLF & _
                "	But the word 'maid,' cheats the poor maid of that," & @CRLF & _
                "	That smooth-faced gentleman, tickling Commodity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Commodity, the bias of the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	The world, who of itself is peised well," & @CRLF & _
                "	Made to run even upon even ground," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till this advantage, this vile-drawing bias," & @CRLF & _
                "	This sway of motion, this Commodity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes it take head from all indifferency," & @CRLF & _
                "	From all direction, purpose, course, intent:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this same bias, this Commodity," & @CRLF & _
                "	This bawd, this broker, this all-changing word," & @CRLF & _
                "	Clapp'd on the outward eye of fickle France," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath drawn him from his own determined aid," & @CRLF & _
                "	From a resolved and honourable war," & @CRLF & _
                "	To a most base and vile-concluded peace." & @CRLF & _
                "	And why rail I on this Commodity?" & @CRLF & _
                "	But for because he hath not woo'd me yet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not that I have the power to clutch my hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	When his fair angels would salute my palm;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But for my hand, as unattempted yet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a poor beggar, raileth on the rich." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, whiles I am a beggar, I will rail" & @CRLF & _
                "	And say there is no sin but to be rich;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And being rich, my virtue then shall be" & @CRLF & _
                "	To say there is no vice but beggary." & @CRLF & _
                "	Since kings break faith upon commodity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gain, be my lord, for I will worship thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING JOHN" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The French King's pavilion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CONSTANCE, ARTHUR, and SALISBURY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	Gone to be married! gone to swear a peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "	False blood to false blood join'd! gone to be friends!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall Lewis have Blanch, and Blanch those provinces?" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is not so; thou hast misspoke, misheard:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be well advised, tell o'er thy tale again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It cannot be; thou dost but say 'tis so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I trust I may not trust thee; for thy word" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is but the vain breath of a common man:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Believe me, I do not believe thee, man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a king's oath to the contrary." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt be punish'd for thus frighting me," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am sick and capable of fears," & @CRLF & _
                "	Oppress'd with wrongs and therefore full of fears," & @CRLF & _
                "	A widow, husbandless, subject to fears," & @CRLF & _
                "	A woman, naturally born to fears;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And though thou now confess thou didst but jest," & @CRLF & _
                "	With my vex'd spirits I cannot take a truce," & @CRLF & _
                "	But they will quake and tremble all this day." & @CRLF & _
                "	What dost thou mean by shaking of thy head?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why dost thou look so sadly on my son?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What means that hand upon that breast of thine?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why holds thine eye that lamentable rheum," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a proud river peering o'er his bounds?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be these sad signs confirmers of thy words?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then speak again; not all thy former tale," & @CRLF & _
                "	But this one word, whether thy tale be true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	As true as I believe you think them false" & @CRLF & _
                "	That give you cause to prove my saying true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	O, if thou teach me to believe this sorrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Teach thou this sorrow how to make me die," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let belief and life encounter so" & @CRLF & _
                "	As doth the fury of two desperate men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which in the very meeting fall and die." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lewis marry Blanch! O boy, then where art thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "	France friend with England, what becomes of me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fellow, be gone: I cannot brook thy sight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This news hath made thee a most ugly man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	What other harm have I, good lady, done," & @CRLF & _
                "	But spoke the harm that is by others done?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	Which harm within itself so heinous is" & @CRLF & _
                "	As it makes harmful all that speak of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTHUR	I do beseech you, madam, be content." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	If thou, that bid'st me be content, wert grim," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ugly and slanderous to thy mother's womb," & @CRLF & _
                "	Full of unpleasing blots and sightless stains," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lame, foolish, crooked, swart, prodigious," & @CRLF & _
                "	Patch'd with foul moles and eye-offending marks," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not care, I then would be content," & @CRLF & _
                "	For then I should not love thee, no, nor thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	Become thy great birth nor deserve a crown." & @CRLF & _
                "	But thou art fair, and at thy birth, dear boy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nature and Fortune join'd to make thee great:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Nature's gifts thou mayst with lilies boast," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with the half-blown rose. But Fortune, O," & @CRLF & _
                "	She is corrupted, changed and won from thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She adulterates hourly with thine uncle John," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with her golden hand hath pluck'd on France" & @CRLF & _
                "	To tread down fair respect of sovereignty," & @CRLF & _
                "	And made his majesty the bawd to theirs." & @CRLF & _
                "	France is a bawd to Fortune and King John," & @CRLF & _
                "	That strumpet Fortune, that usurping John!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me, thou fellow, is not France forsworn?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Envenom him with words, or get thee gone" & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave those woes alone which I alone" & @CRLF & _
                "	Am bound to under-bear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Pardon me, madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	I may not go without you to the kings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	Thou mayst, thou shalt; I will not go with thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will instruct my sorrows to be proud;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For grief is proud and makes his owner stoop." & @CRLF & _
                "	To me and to the state of my great grief" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let kings assemble; for my grief's so great" & @CRLF & _
                "	That no supporter but the huge firm earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can hold it up: here I and sorrows sit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Seats herself on the ground]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING JOHN, KING PHILLIP, LEWIS, BLANCH," & @CRLF & _
                "	QUEEN ELINOR, the BASTARD, AUSTRIA, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	'Tis true, fair daughter; and this blessed day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ever in France shall be kept festival:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To solemnize this day the glorious sun" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stays in his course and plays the alchemist," & @CRLF & _
                "	Turning with splendor of his precious eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	The meagre cloddy earth to glittering gold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The yearly course that brings this day about" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall never see it but a holiday." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	A wicked day, and not a holy day!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Rising]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What hath this day deserved? what hath it done," & @CRLF & _
                "	That it in golden letters should be set" & @CRLF & _
                "	Among the high tides in the calendar?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, rather turn this day out of the week," & @CRLF & _
                "	This day of shame, oppression, perjury." & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, if it must stand still, let wives with child" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray that their burthens may not fall this day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest that their hopes prodigiously be cross'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But on this day let seamen fear no wreck;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No bargains break that are not this day made:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This day, all things begun come to ill end," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, faith itself to hollow falsehood change!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	By heaven, lady, you shall have no cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	To curse the fair proceedings of this day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I not pawn'd to you my majesty?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	You have beguiled me with a counterfeit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Resembling majesty, which, being touch'd and tried," & @CRLF & _
                "	Proves valueless: you are forsworn, forsworn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You came in arms to spill mine enemies' blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	But now in arms you strengthen it with yours:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The grappling vigour and rough frown of war" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is cold in amity and painted peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	And our oppression hath made up this league." & @CRLF & _
                "	Arm, arm, you heavens, against these perjured kings!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A widow cries; be husband to me, heavens!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let not the hours of this ungodly day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wear out the day in peace; but, ere sunset," & @CRLF & _
                "	Set armed discord 'twixt these perjured kings!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear me, O, hear me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUSTRIA	Lady Constance, peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	War! war! no peace! peace is to me a war" & @CRLF & _
                "	O Lymoges! O Austria! thou dost shame" & @CRLF & _
                "	That bloody spoil: thou slave, thou wretch, thou coward!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou little valiant, great in villany!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou ever strong upon the stronger side!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou Fortune's champion that dost never fight" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when her humorous ladyship is by" & @CRLF & _
                "	To teach thee safety! thou art perjured too," & @CRLF & _
                "	And soothest up greatness. What a fool art thou," & @CRLF & _
                "	A ramping fool, to brag and stamp and swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my party! Thou cold-blooded slave," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast thou not spoke like thunder on my side," & @CRLF & _
                "	Been sworn my soldier, bidding me depend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon thy stars, thy fortune and thy strength," & @CRLF & _
                "	And dost thou now fall over to my fores?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wear a lion's hide! doff it for shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hang a calf's-skin on those recreant limbs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUSTRIA	O, that a man should speak those words to me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	And hang a calf's-skin on those recreant limbs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUSTRIA	Thou darest not say so, villain, for thy life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	And hang a calf's-skin on those recreant limbs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	We like not this; thou dost forget thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CARDINAL PANDULPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	Here comes the holy legate of the pope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL PANDULPH	Hail, you anointed deputies of heaven!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To thee, King John, my holy errand is." & @CRLF & _
                "	I Pandulph, of fair Milan cardinal," & @CRLF & _
                "	And from Pope Innocent the legate here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do in his name religiously demand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why thou against the church, our holy mother," & @CRLF & _
                "	So wilfully dost spurn; and force perforce" & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep Stephen Langton, chosen archbishop" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Canterbury, from that holy see?" & @CRLF & _
                "	This, in our foresaid holy father's name," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pope Innocent, I do demand of thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	What earthy name to interrogatories" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can task the free breath of a sacred king?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou canst not, cardinal, devise a name" & @CRLF & _
                "	So slight, unworthy and ridiculous," & @CRLF & _
                "	To charge me to an answer, as the pope." & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell him this tale; and from the mouth of England" & @CRLF & _
                "	Add thus much more, that no Italian priest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall tithe or toll in our dominions;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But as we, under heaven, are supreme head," & @CRLF & _
                "	So under Him that great supremacy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where we do reign, we will alone uphold," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without the assistance of a mortal hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So tell the pope, all reverence set apart" & @CRLF & _
                "	To him and his usurp'd authority." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	Brother of England, you blaspheme in this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Though you and all the kings of Christendom" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are led so grossly by this meddling priest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dreading the curse that money may buy out;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by the merit of vile gold, dross, dust," & @CRLF & _
                "	Purchase corrupted pardon of a man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who in that sale sells pardon from himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though you and all the rest so grossly led" & @CRLF & _
                "	This juggling witchcraft with revenue cherish," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet I alone, alone do me oppose" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the pope and count his friends my foes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL PANDULPH	Then, by the lawful power that I have," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt stand cursed and excommunicate." & @CRLF & _
                "	And blessed shall he be that doth revolt" & @CRLF & _
                "	From his allegiance to an heretic;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And meritorious shall that hand be call'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Canonized and worshipped as a saint," & @CRLF & _
                "	That takes away by any secret course" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy hateful life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	                  O, lawful let it be" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have room with Rome to curse awhile!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good father cardinal, cry thou amen" & @CRLF & _
                "	To my keen curses; for without my wrong" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no tongue hath power to curse him right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL PANDULPH	There's law and warrant, lady, for my curse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	And for mine too: when law can do no right," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let it be lawful that law bar no wrong:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Law cannot give my child his kingdom here," & @CRLF & _
                "	For he that holds his kingdom holds the law;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, since law itself is perfect wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "	How can the law forbid my tongue to curse?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL PANDULPH	Philip of France, on peril of a curse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let go the hand of that arch-heretic;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And raise the power of France upon his head," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless he do submit himself to Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELINOR	Look'st thou pale, France? do not let go thy hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	Look to that, devil; lest that France repent," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by disjoining hands, hell lose a soul." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUSTRIA	King Philip, listen to the cardinal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	And hang a calf's-skin on his recreant limbs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUSTRIA	Well, ruffian, I must pocket up these wrongs, Because--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	        Your breeches best may carry them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Philip, what say'st thou to the cardinal?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	What should he say, but as the cardinal?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	Bethink you, father; for the difference" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is purchase of a heavy curse from Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or the light loss of England for a friend:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forego the easier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BLANCH	                  That's the curse of Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	O Lewis, stand fast! the devil tempts thee here" & @CRLF & _
                "	In likeness of a new untrimmed bride." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BLANCH	The Lady Constance speaks not from her faith," & @CRLF & _
                "	But from her need." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	                  O, if thou grant my need," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which only lives but by the death of faith," & @CRLF & _
                "	That need must needs infer this principle," & @CRLF & _
                "	That faith would live again by death of need." & @CRLF & _
                "	O then, tread down my need, and faith mounts up;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep my need up, and faith is trodden down!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	The king is moved, and answers not to this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	O, be removed from him, and answer well!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUSTRIA	Do so, King Philip; hang no more in doubt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Hang nothing but a calf's-skin, most sweet lout." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	I am perplex'd, and know not what to say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL PANDULPH	What canst thou say but will perplex thee more," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou stand excommunicate and cursed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	Good reverend father, make my person yours," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell me how you would bestow yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "	This royal hand and mine are newly knit," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the conjunction of our inward souls" & @CRLF & _
                "	Married in league, coupled and linked together" & @CRLF & _
                "	With all religious strength of sacred vows;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The latest breath that gave the sound of words" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was deep-sworn faith, peace, amity, true love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between our kingdoms and our royal selves," & @CRLF & _
                "	And even before this truce, but new before," & @CRLF & _
                "	No longer than we well could wash our hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	To clap this royal bargain up of peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven knows, they were besmear'd and over-stain'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With slaughter's pencil, where revenge did paint" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fearful difference of incensed kings:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And shall these hands, so lately purged of blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	So newly join'd in love, so strong in both," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unyoke this seizure and this kind regreet?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Play fast and loose with faith? so jest with heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make such unconstant children of ourselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	As now again to snatch our palm from palm," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unswear faith sworn, and on the marriage-bed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of smiling peace to march a bloody host," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make a riot on the gentle brow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of true sincerity? O, holy sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	My reverend father, let it not be so!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of your grace, devise, ordain, impose" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some gentle order; and then we shall be blest" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do your pleasure and continue friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL PANDULPH	All form is formless, order orderless," & @CRLF & _
                "	Save what is opposite to England's love." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore to arms! be champion of our church," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or let the church, our mother, breathe her curse," & @CRLF & _
                "	A mother's curse, on her revolting son." & @CRLF & _
                "	France, thou mayst hold a serpent by the tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	A chafed lion by the mortal paw," & @CRLF & _
                "	A fasting tiger safer by the tooth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than keep in peace that hand which thou dost hold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	I may disjoin my hand, but not my faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL PANDULPH	So makest thou faith an enemy to faith;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And like a civil war set'st oath to oath," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy tongue against thy tongue. O, let thy vow" & @CRLF & _
                "	First made to heaven, first be to heaven perform'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	That is, to be the champion of our church!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What since thou sworest is sworn against thyself" & @CRLF & _
                "	And may not be performed by thyself," & @CRLF & _
                "	For that which thou hast sworn to do amiss" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not amiss when it is truly done," & @CRLF & _
                "	And being not done, where doing tends to ill," & @CRLF & _
                "	The truth is then most done not doing it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The better act of purposes mistook" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is to mistake again; though indirect," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet indirection thereby grows direct," & @CRLF & _
                "	And falsehood falsehood cures, as fire cools fire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within the scorched veins of one new-burn'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	It is religion that doth make vows kept;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But thou hast sworn against religion," & @CRLF & _
                "	By what thou swear'st against the thing thou swear'st," & @CRLF & _
                "	And makest an oath the surety for thy truth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against an oath: the truth thou art unsure" & @CRLF & _
                "	To swear, swears only not to be forsworn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Else what a mockery should it be to swear!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But thou dost swear only to be forsworn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And most forsworn, to keep what thou dost swear." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore thy later vows against thy first" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is in thyself rebellion to thyself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And better conquest never canst thou make" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than arm thy constant and thy nobler parts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against these giddy loose suggestions:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon which better part our prayers come in," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou vouchsafe them. But if not, then know" & @CRLF & _
                "	The peril of our curses light on thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	So heavy as thou shalt not shake them off," & @CRLF & _
                "	But in despair die under their black weight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUSTRIA	Rebellion, flat rebellion!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Will't not be?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will not a calfs-skin stop that mouth of thine?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	Father, to arms!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BLANCH	                  Upon thy wedding-day?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the blood that thou hast married?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, shall our feast be kept with slaughter'd men?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall braying trumpets and loud churlish drums," & @CRLF & _
                "	Clamours of hell, be measures to our pomp?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O husband, hear me! ay, alack, how new" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is husband in my mouth! even for that name," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which till this time my tongue did ne'er pronounce," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my knee I beg, go not to arms" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against mine uncle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	O, upon my knee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Made hard with kneeling, I do pray to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou virtuous Dauphin, alter not the doom" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forethought by heaven!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BLANCH	Now shall I see thy love: what motive may" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be stronger with thee than the name of wife?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	That which upholdeth him that thee upholds," & @CRLF & _
                "	His honour: O, thine honour, Lewis, thine honour!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	I muse your majesty doth seem so cold," & @CRLF & _
                "	When such profound respects do pull you on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL PANDULPH	I will denounce a curse upon his head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	Thou shalt not need. England, I will fall from thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	O fair return of banish'd majesty!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELINOR	O foul revolt of French inconstancy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	France, thou shalt rue this hour within this hour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Old Time the clock-setter, that bald sexton Time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is it as he will? well then, France shall rue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BLANCH	The sun's o'ercast with blood: fair day, adieu!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is the side that I must go withal?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am with both: each army hath a hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in their rage, I having hold of both," & @CRLF & _
                "	They swirl asunder and dismember me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Husband, I cannot pray that thou mayst win;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Uncle, I needs must pray that thou mayst lose;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Father, I may not wish the fortune thine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Grandam, I will not wish thy fortunes thrive:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whoever wins, on that side shall I lose" & @CRLF & _
                "	Assured loss before the match be play'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	Lady, with me, with me thy fortune lies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BLANCH	There where my fortune lives, there my life dies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Cousin, go draw our puissance together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BASTARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	France, I am burn'd up with inflaming wrath;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A rage whose heat hath this condition," & @CRLF & _
                "	That nothing can allay, nothing but blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	The blood, and dearest-valued blood, of France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	Thy rage sham burn thee up, and thou shalt turn" & @CRLF & _
                "	To ashes, ere our blood shall quench that fire:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look to thyself, thou art in jeopardy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	No more than he that threats. To arms let's hie!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING JOHN" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same. Plains near Angiers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarums, excursions. Enter the BASTARD, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	AUSTRIA'S head]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Now, by my life, this day grows wondrous hot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some airy devil hovers in the sky" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pours down mischief. Austria's head lie there," & @CRLF & _
                "	While Philip breathes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING JOHN, ARTHUR, and HUBERT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Hubert, keep this boy. Philip, make up:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My mother is assailed in our tent," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ta'en, I fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	                  My lord, I rescued her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her highness is in safety, fear you not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But on, my liege; for very little pains" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will bring this labour to an happy end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING JOHN" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarums, excursions, retreat. Enter KING JOHN," & @CRLF & _
                "	QUEEN ELINOR, ARTHUR, the BASTARD, HUBERT," & @CRLF & _
                "	and Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	[To QUEEN ELINOR]  So shall it be; your grace shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	stay behind" & @CRLF & _
                "	So strongly guarded." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To ARTHUR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		Cousin, look not sad:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy grandam loves thee; and thy uncle will" & @CRLF & _
                "	As dear be to thee as thy father was." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTHUR	O, this will make my mother die with grief!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	[To the BASTARD]  Cousin, away for England!" & @CRLF & _
                "	haste before:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, ere our coming, see thou shake the bags" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of hoarding abbots; imprisoned angels" & @CRLF & _
                "	Set at liberty: the fat ribs of peace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must by the hungry now be fed upon:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Use our commission in his utmost force." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Bell, book, and candle shall not drive me back," & @CRLF & _
                "	When gold and silver becks me to come on." & @CRLF & _
                "	I leave your highness. Grandam, I will pray," & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever I remember to be holy," & @CRLF & _
                "	For your fair safety; so, I kiss your hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELINOR	Farewell, gentle cousin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Coz, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit the BASTARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELINOR	Come hither, little kinsman; hark, a word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Come hither, Hubert. O my gentle Hubert," & @CRLF & _
                "	We owe thee much! within this wall of flesh" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a soul counts thee her creditor" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with advantage means to pay thy love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And my good friend, thy voluntary oath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lives in this bosom, dearly cherished." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me thy hand. I had a thing to say," & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will fit it with some better time." & @CRLF & _
                "	By heaven, Hubert, I am almost ashamed" & @CRLF & _
                "	To say what good respect I have of thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	I am much bounden to your majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Good friend, thou hast no cause to say so yet," & @CRLF & _
                "	But thou shalt have; and creep time ne'er so slow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet it shall come from me to do thee good." & @CRLF & _
                "	I had a thing to say, but let it go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sun is in the heaven, and the proud day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Attended with the pleasures of the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is all too wanton and too full of gawds" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give me audience: if the midnight bell" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did, with his iron tongue and brazen mouth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sound on into the drowsy race of night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If this same were a churchyard where we stand," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou possessed with a thousand wrongs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or if that surly spirit, melancholy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had baked thy blood and made it heavy-thick," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which else runs tickling up and down the veins," & @CRLF & _
                "	Making that idiot, laughter, keep men's eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	And strain their cheeks to idle merriment," & @CRLF & _
                "	A passion hateful to my purposes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or if that thou couldst see me without eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear me without thine ears, and make reply" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without a tongue, using conceit alone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without eyes, ears and harmful sound of words;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, in despite of brooded watchful day," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would into thy bosom pour my thoughts:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, ah, I will not! yet I love thee well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, by my troth, I think thou lovest me well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	So well, that what you bid me undertake," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though that my death were adjunct to my act," & @CRLF & _
                "	By heaven, I would do it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Do not I know thou wouldst?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good Hubert, Hubert, Hubert, throw thine eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	On yon young boy: I'll tell thee what, my friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	He is a very serpent in my way;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And whereso'er this foot of mine doth tread," & @CRLF & _
                "	He lies before me: dost thou understand me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art his keeper." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	And I'll keep him so," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he shall not offend your majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	       A grave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	                  He shall not live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Enough." & @CRLF & _
                "	I could be merry now. Hubert, I love thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, I'll not say what I intend for thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Remember. Madam, fare you well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll send those powers o'er to your majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELINOR	My blessing go with thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	For England, cousin, go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hubert shall be your man, attend on you" & @CRLF & _
                "	With all true duty. On toward Calais, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING JOHN" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	The same. KING PHILIP'S tent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING PHILIP, LEWIS, CARDINAL PANDULPH," & @CRLF & _
                "	and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	So, by a roaring tempest on the flood," & @CRLF & _
                "	A whole armado of convicted sail" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is scatter'd and disjoin'd from fellowship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL PANDULPH	Courage and comfort! all shall yet go well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	What can go well, when we have run so ill?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are we not beaten? Is not Angiers lost?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Arthur ta'en prisoner? divers dear friends slain?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bloody England into England gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	O'erbearing interruption, spite of France?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	What he hath won, that hath he fortified:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So hot a speed with such advice disposed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such temperate order in so fierce a cause," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth want example: who hath read or heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of any kindred action like to this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	Well could I bear that England had this praise," & @CRLF & _
                "	So we could find some pattern of our shame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CONSTANCE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, who comes here! a grave unto a soul;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Holding the eternal spirit against her will," & @CRLF & _
                "	In the vile prison of afflicted breath." & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, lady, go away with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	Lo, now I now see the issue of your peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	Patience, good lady! comfort, gentle Constance!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	No, I defy all counsel, all redress," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that which ends all counsel, true redress," & @CRLF & _
                "	Death, death; O amiable lovely death!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou odouriferous stench! sound rottenness!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Arise forth from the couch of lasting night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hate and terror to prosperity," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will kiss thy detestable bones" & @CRLF & _
                "	And put my eyeballs in thy vaulty brows" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ring these fingers with thy household worms" & @CRLF & _
                "	And stop this gap of breath with fulsome dust" & @CRLF & _
                "	And be a carrion monster like thyself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, grin on me, and I will think thou smilest" & @CRLF & _
                "	And buss thee as thy wife. Misery's love," & @CRLF & _
                "	O, come to me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	                  O fair affliction, peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	No, no, I will not, having breath to cry:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, that my tongue were in the thunder's mouth!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then with a passion would I shake the world;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And rouse from sleep that fell anatomy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which cannot hear a lady's feeble voice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which scorns a modern invocation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL PANDULPH	Lady, you utter madness, and not sorrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	Thou art not holy to belie me so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not mad: this hair I tear is mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My name is Constance; I was Geffrey's wife;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Young Arthur is my son, and he is lost:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not mad: I would to heaven I were!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For then, 'tis like I should forget myself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, if I could, what grief should I forget!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Preach some philosophy to make me mad," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou shalt be canonized, cardinal;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For being not mad but sensible of grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	My reasonable part produces reason" & @CRLF & _
                "	How I may be deliver'd of these woes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And teaches me to kill or hang myself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I were mad, I should forget my son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or madly think a babe of clouts were he:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not mad; too well, too well I feel" & @CRLF & _
                "	The different plague of each calamity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	Bind up those tresses. O, what love I note" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the fair multitude of those her hairs!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where but by chance a silver drop hath fallen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to that drop ten thousand wiry friends" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do glue themselves in sociable grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like true, inseparable, faithful loves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sticking together in calamity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	To England, if you will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	Bind up your hairs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	Yes, that I will; and wherefore will I do it?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I tore them from their bonds and cried aloud" & @CRLF & _
                "	'O that these hands could so redeem my son," & @CRLF & _
                "	As they have given these hairs their liberty!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	But now I envy at their liberty," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will again commit them to their bonds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because my poor child is a prisoner." & @CRLF & _
                "	And, father cardinal, I have heard you say" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we shall see and know our friends in heaven:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If that be true, I shall see my boy again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For since the birth of Cain, the first male child," & @CRLF & _
                "	To him that did but yesterday suspire," & @CRLF & _
                "	There was not such a gracious creature born." & @CRLF & _
                "	But now will canker-sorrow eat my bud" & @CRLF & _
                "	And chase the native beauty from his cheek" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he will look as hollow as a ghost," & @CRLF & _
                "	As dim and meagre as an ague's fit," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so he'll die; and, rising so again," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I shall meet him in the court of heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall not know him: therefore never, never" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must I behold my pretty Arthur more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL PANDULPH	You hold too heinous a respect of grief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	He talks to me that never had a son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	You are as fond of grief as of your child." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONSTANCE	Grief fills the room up of my absent child," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words," & @CRLF & _
                "	Remembers me of all his gracious parts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, have I reason to be fond of grief?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fare you well: had you such a loss as I," & @CRLF & _
                "	I could give better comfort than you do." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not keep this form upon my head," & @CRLF & _
                "	When there is such disorder in my wit." & @CRLF & _
                "	O Lord! my boy, my Arthur, my fair son!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My life, my joy, my food, my all the world!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My widow-comfort, and my sorrows' cure!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING PHILIP	I fear some outrage, and I'll follow her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	There's nothing in this world can make me joy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale" & @CRLF & _
                "	Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste" & @CRLF & _
                "	That it yields nought but shame and bitterness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL PANDULPH	Before the curing of a strong disease," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in the instant of repair and health," & @CRLF & _
                "	The fit is strongest; evils that take leave," & @CRLF & _
                "	On their departure most of all show evil:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What have you lost by losing of this day?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	All days of glory, joy and happiness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL PANDULPH	If you had won it, certainly you had." & @CRLF & _
                "	No, no; when Fortune means to men most good," & @CRLF & _
                "	She looks upon them with a threatening eye." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis strange to think how much King John hath lost" & @CRLF & _
                "	In this which he accounts so clearly won:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are not you grieved that Arthur is his prisoner?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	As heartily as he is glad he hath him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL PANDULPH	Your mind is all as youthful as your blood." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now hear me speak with a prophetic spirit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For even the breath of what I mean to speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall blow each dust, each straw, each little rub," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of the path which shall directly lead" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy foot to England's throne; and therefore mark." & @CRLF & _
                "	John hath seized Arthur; and it cannot be" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, whiles warm life plays in that infant's veins," & @CRLF & _
                "	The misplaced John should entertain an hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	One minute, nay, one quiet breath of rest." & @CRLF & _
                "	A sceptre snatch'd with an unruly hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must be as boisterously maintain'd as gain'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he that stands upon a slippery place" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes nice of no vile hold to stay him up:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That John may stand, then Arthur needs must fall;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So be it, for it cannot be but so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	But what shall I gain by young Arthur's fall?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL PANDULPH	You, in the right of Lady Blanch your wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	May then make all the claim that Arthur did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	And lose it, life and all, as Arthur did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL PANDULPH	How green you are and fresh in this old world!" & @CRLF & _
                "	John lays you plots; the times conspire with you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he that steeps his safety in true blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall find but bloody safety and untrue." & @CRLF & _
                "	This act so evilly born shall cool the hearts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all his people and freeze up their zeal," & @CRLF & _
                "	That none so small advantage shall step forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	To cheque his reign, but they will cherish it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No natural exhalation in the sky," & @CRLF & _
                "	No scope of nature, no distemper'd day," & @CRLF & _
                "	No common wind, no customed event," & @CRLF & _
                "	But they will pluck away his natural cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	And call them meteors, prodigies and signs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Abortives, presages and tongues of heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	Plainly denouncing vengeance upon John." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	May be he will not touch young Arthur's life," & @CRLF & _
                "	But hold himself safe in his prisonment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL PANDULPH	O, sir, when he shall hear of your approach," & @CRLF & _
                "	If that young Arthur be not gone already," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even at that news he dies; and then the hearts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all his people shall revolt from him" & @CRLF & _
                "	And kiss the lips of unacquainted change" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pick strong matter of revolt and wrath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of the bloody fingers' ends of John." & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks I see this hurly all on foot:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, O, what better matter breeds for you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than I have named! The bastard Faulconbridge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is now in England, ransacking the church," & @CRLF & _
                "	Offending charity: if but a dozen French" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were there in arms, they would be as a call" & @CRLF & _
                "	To train ten thousand English to their side," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or as a little snow, tumbled about," & @CRLF & _
                "	Anon becomes a mountain. O noble Dauphin," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go with me to the king: 'tis wonderful" & @CRLF & _
                "	What may be wrought out of their discontent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now that their souls are topful of offence." & @CRLF & _
                "	For England go: I will whet on the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	Strong reasons make strong actions: let us go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you say ay, the king will not say no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING JOHN" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A room in a castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HUBERT and Executioners]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Heat me these irons hot; and look thou stand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within the arras: when I strike my foot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the bosom of the ground, rush forth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bind the boy which you shall find with me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fast to the chair: be heedful: hence, and watch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Executioner	I hope your warrant will bear out the deed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Uncleanly scruples! fear not you: look to't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Executioners]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Young lad, come forth; I have to say with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ARTHUR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTHUR	Good morrow, Hubert." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Good morrow, little prince." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTHUR	As little prince, having so great a title" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be more prince, as may be. You are sad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Indeed, I have been merrier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTHUR	Mercy on me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks no body should be sad but I:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, I remember, when I was in France," & @CRLF & _
                "	Young gentlemen would be as sad as night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Only for wantonness. By my christendom," & @CRLF & _
                "	So I were out of prison and kept sheep," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should be as merry as the day is long;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so I would be here, but that I doubt" & @CRLF & _
                "	My uncle practises more harm to me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is afraid of me and I of him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is it my fault that I was Geffrey's son?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, indeed, is't not; and I would to heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	I were your son, so you would love me, Hubert." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	[Aside]  If I talk to him, with his innocent prate" & @CRLF & _
                "	He will awake my mercy which lies dead:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore I will be sudden and dispatch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTHUR	Are you sick, Hubert? you look pale to-day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In sooth, I would you were a little sick," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I might sit all night and watch with you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I warrant I love you more than you do me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	[Aside]  His words do take possession of my bosom." & @CRLF & _
                "	Read here, young Arthur." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Showing a paper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		   How now, foolish rheum!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Turning dispiteous torture out of door!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must be brief, lest resolution drop" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out at mine eyes in tender womanish tears." & @CRLF & _
                "	Can you not read it? Is it not fair writ?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTHUR	Too fairly, Hubert, for so foul effect:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must you with hot irons burn out both mine eyes?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Young boy, I must." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTHUR	                  And will you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	And I will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTHUR	Have you the heart? When your head did but ache," & @CRLF & _
                "	I knit my handercher about your brows," & @CRLF & _
                "	The best I had, a princess wrought it me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I did never ask it you again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with my hand at midnight held your head," & @CRLF & _
                "	And like the watchful minutes to the hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Still and anon cheer'd up the heavy time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Saying, 'What lack you?' and 'Where lies your grief?'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or 'What good love may I perform for you?'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Many a poor man's son would have lien still" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ne'er have spoke a loving word to you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But you at your sick service had a prince." & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, you may think my love was crafty love" & @CRLF & _
                "	And call it cunning: do, an if you will:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If heaven be pleased that you must use me ill," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why then you must. Will you put out mine eyes?" & @CRLF & _
                "	These eyes that never did nor never shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	So much as frown on you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	I have sworn to do it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with hot irons must I burn them out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTHUR	Ah, none but in this iron age would do it!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The iron of itself, though heat red-hot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Approaching near these eyes, would drink my tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	And quench his fiery indignation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in the matter of mine innocence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, after that, consume away in rust" & @CRLF & _
                "	But for containing fire to harm mine eye." & @CRLF & _
                "	Are you more stubborn-hard than hammer'd iron?" & @CRLF & _
                "	An if an angel should have come to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	And told me Hubert should put out mine eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not have believed him,--no tongue but Hubert's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Come forth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Stamps]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Executioners, with a cord, irons, &c]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do as I bid you do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTHUR	O, save me, Hubert, save me! my eyes are out" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even with the fierce looks of these bloody men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Give me the iron, I say, and bind him here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTHUR	Alas, what need you be so boisterous-rough?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not struggle, I will stand stone-still." & @CRLF & _
                "	For heaven sake, Hubert, let me not be bound!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, hear me, Hubert, drive these men away," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will sit as quiet as a lamb;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor look upon the iron angerly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whatever torment you do put me to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Go, stand within; let me alone with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Executioner	I am best pleased to be from such a deed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Executioners]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTHUR	Alas, I then have chid away my friend!" & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath a stern look, but a gentle heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him come back, that his compassion may" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give life to yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Come, boy, prepare yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTHUR	Is there no remedy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	None, but to lose your eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTHUR	O heaven, that there were but a mote in yours," & @CRLF & _
                "	A grain, a dust, a gnat, a wandering hair," & @CRLF & _
                "	Any annoyance in that precious sense!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then feeling what small things are boisterous there," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your vile intent must needs seem horrible." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Is this your promise? go to, hold your tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTHUR	Hubert, the utterance of a brace of tongues" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must needs want pleading for a pair of eyes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me not hold my tongue, let me not, Hubert;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, Hubert, if you will, cut out my tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	So I may keep mine eyes: O, spare mine eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "	Though to no use but still to look on you!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lo, by my truth, the instrument is cold" & @CRLF & _
                "	And would not harm me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	I can heat it, boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTHUR	No, in good sooth: the fire is dead with grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being create for comfort, to be used" & @CRLF & _
                "	In undeserved extremes: see else yourself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no malice in this burning coal;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The breath of heaven has blown his spirit out" & @CRLF & _
                "	And strew'd repentent ashes on his head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	But with my breath I can revive it, boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTHUR	An if you do, you will but make it blush" & @CRLF & _
                "	And glow with shame of your proceedings, Hubert:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, it perchance will sparkle in your eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And like a dog that is compell'd to fight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Snatch at his master that doth tarre him on." & @CRLF & _
                "	All things that you should use to do me wrong" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deny their office: only you do lack" & @CRLF & _
                "	That mercy which fierce fire and iron extends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Creatures of note for mercy-lacking uses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Well, see to live; I will not touch thine eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	For all the treasure that thine uncle owes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet am I sworn and I did purpose, boy," & @CRLF & _
                "	With this same very iron to burn them out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTHUR	O, now you look like Hubert! all this while" & @CRLF & _
                "	You were disguised." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Peace; no more. Adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your uncle must not know but you are dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll fill these dogged spies with false reports:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, pretty child, sleep doubtless and secure," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Hubert, for the wealth of all the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will not offend thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTHUR	O heaven! I thank you, Hubert." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Silence; no more: go closely in with me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Much danger do I undergo for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING JOHN" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	KING JOHN'S palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING JOHN, PEMBROKE, SALISBURY, and other Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Here once again we sit, once again crown'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And looked upon, I hope, with cheerful eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEMBROKE	This 'once again,' but that your highness pleased," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was once superfluous: you were crown'd before," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that high royalty was ne'er pluck'd off," & @CRLF & _
                "	The faiths of men ne'er stained with revolt;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fresh expectation troubled not the land" & @CRLF & _
                "	With any long'd-for change or better state." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Therefore, to be possess'd with double pomp," & @CRLF & _
                "	To guard a title that was rich before," & @CRLF & _
                "	To gild refined gold, to paint the lily," & @CRLF & _
                "	To throw a perfume on the violet," & @CRLF & _
                "	To smooth the ice, or add another hue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light" & @CRLF & _
                "	To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is wasteful and ridiculous excess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEMBROKE	But that your royal pleasure must be done," & @CRLF & _
                "	This act is as an ancient tale new told," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the last repeating troublesome," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being urged at a time unseasonable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	In this the antique and well noted face" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of plain old form is much disfigured;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, like a shifted wind unto a sail," & @CRLF & _
                "	It makes the course of thoughts to fetch about," & @CRLF & _
                "	Startles and frights consideration," & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes sound opinion sick and truth suspected," & @CRLF & _
                "	For putting on so new a fashion'd robe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEMBROKE	When workmen strive to do better than well," & @CRLF & _
                "	They do confound their skill in covetousness;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And oftentimes excusing of a fault" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth make the fault the worse by the excuse," & @CRLF & _
                "	As patches set upon a little breach" & @CRLF & _
                "	Discredit more in hiding of the fault" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than did the fault before it was so patch'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	To this effect, before you were new crown'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	We breathed our counsel: but it pleased your highness" & @CRLF & _
                "	To overbear it, and we are all well pleased," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since all and every part of what we would" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth make a stand at what your highness will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Some reasons of this double coronation" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have possess'd you with and think them strong;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And more, more strong, then lesser is my fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall indue you with: meantime but ask" & @CRLF & _
                "	What you would have reform'd that is not well," & @CRLF & _
                "	And well shall you perceive how willingly" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will both hear and grant you your requests." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEMBROKE	Then I, as one that am the tongue of these," & @CRLF & _
                "	To sound the purpose of all their hearts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Both for myself and them, but, chief of all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your safety, for the which myself and them" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bend their best studies, heartily request" & @CRLF & _
                "	The enfranchisement of Arthur; whose restraint" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth move the murmuring lips of discontent" & @CRLF & _
                "	To break into this dangerous argument,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	If what in rest you have in right you hold," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why then your fears, which, as they say, attend" & @CRLF & _
                "	The steps of wrong, should move you to mew up" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your tender kinsman and to choke his days" & @CRLF & _
                "	With barbarous ignorance and deny his youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rich advantage of good exercise?" & @CRLF & _
                "	That the time's enemies may not have this" & @CRLF & _
                "	To grace occasions, let it be our suit" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you have bid us ask his liberty;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which for our goods we do no further ask" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than whereupon our weal, on you depending," & @CRLF & _
                "	Counts it your weal he have his liberty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HUBERT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Let it be so: I do commit his youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	To your direction. Hubert, what news with you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Taking him apart]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEMBROKE	This is the man should do the bloody deed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He show'd his warrant to a friend of mine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The image of a wicked heinous fault" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lives in his eye; that close aspect of his" & @CRLF & _
                "	Does show the mood of a much troubled breast;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I do fearfully believe 'tis done," & @CRLF & _
                "	What we so fear'd he had a charge to do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	The colour of the king doth come and go" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between his purpose and his conscience," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like heralds 'twixt two dreadful battles set:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His passion is so ripe, it needs must break." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEMBROKE	And when it breaks, I fear will issue thence" & @CRLF & _
                "	The foul corruption of a sweet child's death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	We cannot hold mortality's strong hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good lords, although my will to give is living," & @CRLF & _
                "	The suit which you demand is gone and dead:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He tells us Arthur is deceased to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Indeed we fear'd his sickness was past cure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEMBROKE	Indeed we heard how near his death he was" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before the child himself felt he was sick:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This must be answer'd either here or hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Why do you bend such solemn brows on me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think you I bear the shears of destiny?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I commandment on the pulse of life?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	It is apparent foul play; and 'tis shame" & @CRLF & _
                "	That greatness should so grossly offer it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So thrive it in your game! and so, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEMBROKE	Stay yet, Lord Salisbury; I'll go with thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	And find the inheritance of this poor child," & @CRLF & _
                "	His little kingdom of a forced grave." & @CRLF & _
                "	That blood which owed the breadth of all this isle," & @CRLF & _
                "	Three foot of it doth hold: bad world the while!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This must not be thus borne: this will break out" & @CRLF & _
                "	To all our sorrows, and ere long I doubt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	They burn in indignation. I repent:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no sure foundation set on blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	No certain life achieved by others' death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A fearful eye thou hast: where is that blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have seen inhabit in those cheeks?" & @CRLF & _
                "	So foul a sky clears not without a storm:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pour down thy weather: how goes all in France?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	From France to England. Never such a power" & @CRLF & _
                "	For any foreign preparation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was levied in the body of a land." & @CRLF & _
                "	The copy of your speed is learn'd by them;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For when you should be told they do prepare," & @CRLF & _
                "	The tidings come that they are all arrived." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	O, where hath our intelligence been drunk?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where hath it slept? Where is my mother's care," & @CRLF & _
                "	That such an army could be drawn in France," & @CRLF & _
                "	And she not hear of it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	My liege, her ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is stopp'd with dust; the first of April died" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your noble mother: and, as I hear, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	The Lady Constance in a frenzy died" & @CRLF & _
                "	Three days before: but this from rumour's tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	I idly heard; if true or false I know not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Withhold thy speed, dreadful occasion!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, make a league with me, till I have pleased" & @CRLF & _
                "	My discontented peers! What! mother dead!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How wildly then walks my estate in France!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under whose conduct came those powers of France" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou for truth givest out are landed here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Under the Dauphin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	                  Thou hast made me giddy" & @CRLF & _
                "	With these ill tidings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the BASTARD and PETER of Pomfret]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		  Now, what says the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	To your proceedings? do not seek to stuff" & @CRLF & _
                "	My head with more ill news, for it is full." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	But if you be afeard to hear the worst," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then let the worst unheard fall on your bead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Bear with me cousin, for I was amazed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the tide: but now I breathe again" & @CRLF & _
                "	Aloft the flood, and can give audience" & @CRLF & _
                "	To any tongue, speak it of what it will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	How I have sped among the clergymen," & @CRLF & _
                "	The sums I have collected shall express." & @CRLF & _
                "	But as I travell'd hither through the land," & @CRLF & _
                "	I find the people strangely fantasied;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Possess'd with rumours, full of idle dreams," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not knowing what they fear, but full of fear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here a prophet, that I brought with me" & @CRLF & _
                "	From forth the streets of Pomfret, whom I found" & @CRLF & _
                "	With many hundreds treading on his heels;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom he sung, in rude harsh-sounding rhymes," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, ere the next Ascension-day at noon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your highness should deliver up your crown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Thou idle dreamer, wherefore didst thou so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	Foreknowing that the truth will fall out so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Hubert, away with him; imprison him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And on that day at noon whereon he says" & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall yield up my crown, let him be hang'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Deliver him to safety; and return," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I must use thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt HUBERT with PETER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		O my gentle cousin," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear'st thou the news abroad, who are arrived?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	The French, my lord; men's mouths are full of it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, I met Lord Bigot and Lord Salisbury," & @CRLF & _
                "	With eyes as red as new-enkindled fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	And others more, going to seek the grave" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Arthur, who they say is kill'd to-night" & @CRLF & _
                "	On your suggestion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Gentle kinsman, go," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thrust thyself into their companies:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a way to win their loves again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring them before me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	I will seek them out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Nay, but make haste; the better foot before." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, let me have no subject enemies," & @CRLF & _
                "	When adverse foreigners affright my towns" & @CRLF & _
                "	With dreadful pomp of stout invasion!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be Mercury, set feathers to thy heels," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fly like thought from them to me again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	The spirit of the time shall teach me speed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Spoke like a sprightful noble gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go after him; for he perhaps shall need" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some messenger betwixt me and the peers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And be thou he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	                  With all my heart, my liege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	My mother dead!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter HUBERT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	My lord, they say five moons were seen to-night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Four fixed, and the fifth did whirl about" & @CRLF & _
                "	The other four in wondrous motion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Five moons!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Old men and beldams in the streets" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do prophesy upon it dangerously:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Young Arthur's death is common in their mouths:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when they talk of him, they shake their heads" & @CRLF & _
                "	And whisper one another in the ear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he that speaks doth gripe the hearer's wrist," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst he that hears makes fearful action," & @CRLF & _
                "	With wrinkled brows, with nods, with rolling eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus," & @CRLF & _
                "	The whilst his iron did on the anvil cool," & @CRLF & _
                "	With open mouth swallowing a tailor's news;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, with his shears and measure in his hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Standing on slippers, which his nimble haste" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had falsely thrust upon contrary feet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Told of a many thousand warlike French" & @CRLF & _
                "	That were embattailed and rank'd in Kent:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Another lean unwash'd artificer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cuts off his tale and talks of Arthur's death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Why seek'st thou to possess me with these fears?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why urgest thou so oft young Arthur's death?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy hand hath murder'd him: I had a mighty cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	To wish him dead, but thou hadst none to kill him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	No had, my lord! why, did you not provoke me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	It is the curse of kings to be attended" & @CRLF & _
                "	By slaves that take their humours for a warrant" & @CRLF & _
                "	To break within the bloody house of life," & @CRLF & _
                "	And on the winking of authority" & @CRLF & _
                "	To understand a law, to know the meaning" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of dangerous majesty, when perchance it frowns" & @CRLF & _
                "	More upon humour than advised respect." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Here is your hand and seal for what I did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	O, when the last account 'twixt heaven and earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is to be made, then shall this hand and seal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Witness against us to damnation!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make deeds ill done! Hadst not thou been by," & @CRLF & _
                "	A fellow by the hand of nature mark'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Quoted and sign'd to do a deed of shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	This murder had not come into my mind:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But taking note of thy abhorr'd aspect," & @CRLF & _
                "	Finding thee fit for bloody villany," & @CRLF & _
                "	Apt, liable to be employ'd in danger," & @CRLF & _
                "	I faintly broke with thee of Arthur's death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou, to be endeared to a king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Made it no conscience to destroy a prince." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	My lord--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Hadst thou but shook thy head or made a pause" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I spake darkly what I purposed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or turn'd an eye of doubt upon my face," & @CRLF & _
                "	As bid me tell my tale in express words," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deep shame had struck me dumb, made me break off," & @CRLF & _
                "	And those thy fears might have wrought fears in me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But thou didst understand me by my signs" & @CRLF & _
                "	And didst in signs again parley with sin;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, without stop, didst let thy heart consent," & @CRLF & _
                "	And consequently thy rude hand to act" & @CRLF & _
                "	The deed, which both our tongues held vile to name." & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of my sight, and never see me more!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My nobles leave me; and my state is braved," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even at my gates, with ranks of foreign powers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, in the body of this fleshly land," & @CRLF & _
                "	This kingdom, this confine of blood and breath," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hostility and civil tumult reigns" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between my conscience and my cousin's death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Arm you against your other enemies," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll make a peace between your soul and you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Young Arthur is alive: this hand of mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is yet a maiden and an innocent hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not painted with the crimson spots of blood." & @CRLF & _
                "	Within this bosom never enter'd yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	The dreadful motion of a murderous thought;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you have slander'd nature in my form," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, howsoever rude exteriorly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is yet the cover of a fairer mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than to be butcher of an innocent child." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Doth Arthur live? O, haste thee to the peers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Throw this report on their incensed rage," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make them tame to their obedience!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forgive the comment that my passion made" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon thy feature; for my rage was blind," & @CRLF & _
                "	And foul imaginary eyes of blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Presented thee more hideous than thou art." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, answer not, but to my closet bring" & @CRLF & _
                "	The angry lords with all expedient haste." & @CRLF & _
                "	I conjure thee but slowly; run more fast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING JOHN" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Before the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ARTHUR, on the walls]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARTHUR	The wall is high, and yet will I leap down:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good ground, be pitiful and hurt me not!" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's few or none do know me: if they did," & @CRLF & _
                "	This ship-boy's semblance hath disguised me quite." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am afraid; and yet I'll venture it." & @CRLF & _
                "	If I get down, and do not break my limbs," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll find a thousand shifts to get away:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As good to die and go, as die and stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Leaps down]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O me! my uncle's spirit is in these stones:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven take my soul, and England keep my bones!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PEMBROKE, SALISBURY, and BIGOT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Lords, I will meet him at Saint Edmundsbury:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is our safety, and we must embrace" & @CRLF & _
                "	This gentle offer of the perilous time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEMBROKE	Who brought that letter from the cardinal?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	The Count Melun, a noble lord of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose private with me of the Dauphin's love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is much more general than these lines import." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIGOT	To-morrow morning let us meet him then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Or rather then set forward; for 'twill be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two long days' journey, lords, or ere we meet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the BASTARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Once more to-day well met, distemper'd lords!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king by me requests your presence straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	The king hath dispossess'd himself of us:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We will not line his thin bestained cloak" & @CRLF & _
                "	With our pure honours, nor attend the foot" & @CRLF & _
                "	That leaves the print of blood where'er it walks." & @CRLF & _
                "	Return and tell him so: we know the worst." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Whate'er you think, good words, I think, were best." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Our griefs, and not our manners, reason now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	But there is little reason in your grief;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore 'twere reason you had manners now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEMBROKE	Sir, sir, impatience hath his privilege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	'Tis true, to hurt his master, no man else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	This is the prison. What is he lies here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Seeing ARTHUR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEMBROKE	O death, made proud with pure and princely beauty!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The earth had not a hole to hide this deed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Murder, as hating what himself hath done," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth lay it open to urge on revenge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIGOT	Or, when he doom'd this beauty to a grave," & @CRLF & _
                "	Found it too precious-princely for a grave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Sir Richard, what think you? have you beheld," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or have you read or heard? or could you think?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or do you almost think, although you see," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you do see? could thought, without this object," & @CRLF & _
                "	Form such another? This is the very top," & @CRLF & _
                "	The height, the crest, or crest unto the crest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of murder's arms: this is the bloodiest shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	The wildest savagery, the vilest stroke," & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever wall-eyed wrath or staring rage" & @CRLF & _
                "	Presented to the tears of soft remorse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEMBROKE	All murders past do stand excused in this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this, so sole and so unmatchable," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall give a holiness, a purity," & @CRLF & _
                "	To the yet unbegotten sin of times;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And prove a deadly bloodshed but a jest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Exampled by this heinous spectacle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	It is a damned and a bloody work;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The graceless action of a heavy hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	If that it be the work of any hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	If that it be the work of any hand!" & @CRLF & _
                "	We had a kind of light what would ensue:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is the shameful work of Hubert's hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The practise and the purpose of the king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	From whose obedience I forbid my soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	Kneeling before this ruin of sweet life," & @CRLF & _
                "	And breathing to his breathless excellence" & @CRLF & _
                "	The incense of a vow, a holy vow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Never to taste the pleasures of the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Never to be infected with delight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor conversant with ease and idleness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till I have set a glory to this hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	By giving it the worship of revenge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEMBROKE	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  Our souls religiously confirm thy words." & @CRLF & _
                "BIGOT	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HUBERT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Lords, I am hot with haste in seeking you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Arthur doth live; the king hath sent for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	O, he is old and blushes not at death." & @CRLF & _
                "	Avaunt, thou hateful villain, get thee gone!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	I am no villain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	                  Must I rob the law?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drawing his sword]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Your sword is bright, sir; put it up again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Not till I sheathe it in a murderer's skin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Stand back, Lord Salisbury, stand back, I say;" & @CRLF & _
                "	By heaven, I think my sword's as sharp as yours:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not have you, lord, forget yourself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor tempt the danger of my true defence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest I, by marking of your rage, forget" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your worth, your greatness and nobility." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIGOT	Out, dunghill! darest thou brave a nobleman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Not for my life: but yet I dare defend" & @CRLF & _
                "	My innocent life against an emperor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Thou art a murderer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Do not prove me so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet I am none: whose tongue soe'er speaks false," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not truly speaks; who speaks not truly, lies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEMBROKE	Cut him to pieces." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	                  Keep the peace, I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Stand by, or I shall gall you, Faulconbridge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Thou wert better gall the devil, Salisbury:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou but frown on me, or stir thy foot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or teach thy hasty spleen to do me shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll strike thee dead. Put up thy sword betime;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I'll so maul you and your toasting-iron," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you shall think the devil is come from hell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIGOT	What wilt thou do, renowned Faulconbridge?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Second a villain and a murderer?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Lord Bigot, I am none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIGOT	Who kill'd this prince?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	'Tis not an hour since I left him well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I honour'd him, I loved him, and will weep" & @CRLF & _
                "	My date of life out for his sweet life's loss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Trust not those cunning waters of his eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	For villany is not without such rheum;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he, long traded in it, makes it seem" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like rivers of remorse and innocency." & @CRLF & _
                "	Away with me, all you whose souls abhor" & @CRLF & _
                "	The uncleanly savours of a slaughter-house;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am stifled with this smell of sin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIGOT	Away toward Bury, to the Dauphin there!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEMBROKE	There tell the king he may inquire us out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Here's a good world! Knew you of this fair work?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beyond the infinite and boundless reach" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of mercy, if thou didst this deed of death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Art thou damn'd, Hubert." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Do but hear me, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Ha! I'll tell thee what;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou'rt damn'd as black--nay, nothing is so black;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art more deep damn'd than Prince Lucifer:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is not yet so ugly a fiend of hell" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou shalt be, if thou didst kill this child." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Upon my soul--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	                  If thou didst but consent" & @CRLF & _
                "	To this most cruel act, do but despair;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if thou want'st a cord, the smallest thread" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever spider twisted from her womb" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will serve to strangle thee, a rush will be a beam" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hang thee on; or wouldst thou drown thyself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Put but a little water in a spoon," & @CRLF & _
                "	And it shall be as all the ocean," & @CRLF & _
                "	Enough to stifle such a villain up." & @CRLF & _
                "	I do suspect thee very grievously." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	If I in act, consent, or sin of thought," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be guilty of the stealing that sweet breath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which was embounded in this beauteous clay," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let hell want pains enough to torture me." & @CRLF & _
                "	I left him well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	                  Go, bear him in thine arms." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am amazed, methinks, and lose my way" & @CRLF & _
                "	Among the thorns and dangers of this world." & @CRLF & _
                "	How easy dost thou take all England up!" & @CRLF & _
                "	From forth this morsel of dead royalty," & @CRLF & _
                "	The life, the right and truth of all this realm" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is fled to heaven; and England now is left" & @CRLF & _
                "	To tug and scamble and to part by the teeth" & @CRLF & _
                "	The unowed interest of proud-swelling state." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now for the bare-pick'd bone of majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth dogged war bristle his angry crest" & @CRLF & _
                "	And snarleth in the gentle eyes of peace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now powers from home and discontents at home" & @CRLF & _
                "	Meet in one line; and vast confusion waits," & @CRLF & _
                "	As doth a raven on a sick-fall'n beast," & @CRLF & _
                "	The imminent decay of wrested pomp." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now happy he whose cloak and cincture can" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold out this tempest. Bear away that child" & @CRLF & _
                "	And follow me with speed: I'll to the king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thousand businesses are brief in hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	And heaven itself doth frown upon the land." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING JOHN" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	KING JOHN'S palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING JOHN, CARDINAL PANDULPH, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Thus have I yielded up into your hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	The circle of my glory." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Giving the crown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL PANDULPH	Take again" & @CRLF & _
                "	From this my hand, as holding of the pope" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your sovereign greatness and authority." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Now keep your holy word: go meet the French," & @CRLF & _
                "	And from his holiness use all your power" & @CRLF & _
                "	To stop their marches 'fore we are inflamed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Our discontented counties do revolt;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our people quarrel with obedience," & @CRLF & _
                "	Swearing allegiance and the love of soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	To stranger blood, to foreign royalty." & @CRLF & _
                "	This inundation of mistemper'd humour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rests by you only to be qualified:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then pause not; for the present time's so sick," & @CRLF & _
                "	That present medicine must be minister'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or overthrow incurable ensues." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL PANDULPH	It was my breath that blew this tempest up," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon your stubborn usage of the pope;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But since you are a gentle convertite," & @CRLF & _
                "	My tongue shall hush again this storm of war" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make fair weather in your blustering land." & @CRLF & _
                "	On this Ascension-day, remember well," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon your oath of service to the pope," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go I to make the French lay down their arms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Is this Ascension-day? Did not the prophet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say that before Ascension-day at noon" & @CRLF & _
                "	My crown I should give off? Even so I have:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I did suppose it should be on constraint:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, heaven be thank'd, it is but voluntary." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the BASTARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	All Kent hath yielded; nothing there holds out" & @CRLF & _
                "	But Dover castle: London hath received," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a kind host, the Dauphin and his powers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your nobles will not hear you, but are gone" & @CRLF & _
                "	To offer service to your enemy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wild amazement hurries up and down" & @CRLF & _
                "	The little number of your doubtful friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Would not my lords return to me again," & @CRLF & _
                "	After they heard young Arthur was alive?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	They found him dead and cast into the streets," & @CRLF & _
                "	An empty casket, where the jewel of life" & @CRLF & _
                "	By some damn'd hand was robb'd and ta'en away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	That villain Hubert told me he did live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	So, on my soul, he did, for aught he knew." & @CRLF & _
                "	But wherefore do you droop? why look you sad?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be great in act, as you have been in thought;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let not the world see fear and sad distrust" & @CRLF & _
                "	Govern the motion of a kingly eye:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be stirring as the time; be fire with fire;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Threaten the threatener and outface the brow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of bragging horror: so shall inferior eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	That borrow their behaviors from the great," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grow great by your example and put on" & @CRLF & _
                "	The dauntless spirit of resolution." & @CRLF & _
                "	Away, and glister like the god of war," & @CRLF & _
                "	When he intendeth to become the field:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Show boldness and aspiring confidence." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, shall they seek the lion in his den," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fright him there? and make him tremble there?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, let it not be said: forage, and run" & @CRLF & _
                "	To meet displeasure farther from the doors," & @CRLF & _
                "	And grapple with him ere he comes so nigh." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	The legate of the pope hath been with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I have made a happy peace with him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he hath promised to dismiss the powers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Led by the Dauphin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	O inglorious league!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall we, upon the footing of our land," & @CRLF & _
                "	Send fair-play orders and make compromise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Insinuation, parley and base truce" & @CRLF & _
                "	To arms invasive? shall a beardless boy," & @CRLF & _
                "	A cocker'd silken wanton, brave our fields," & @CRLF & _
                "	And flesh his spirit in a warlike soil," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mocking the air with colours idly spread," & @CRLF & _
                "	And find no cheque? Let us, my liege, to arms:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perchance the cardinal cannot make your peace;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or if he do, let it at least be said" & @CRLF & _
                "	They saw we had a purpose of defence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Have thou the ordering of this present time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Away, then, with good courage! yet, I know," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our party may well meet a prouder foe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING JOHN" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	LEWIS's camp at St. Edmundsbury." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, in arms, LEWIS, SALISBURY, MELUN, PEMBROKE," & @CRLF & _
                "	BIGOT, and Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	My Lord Melun, let this be copied out," & @CRLF & _
                "	And keep it safe for our remembrance:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Return the precedent to these lords again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, having our fair order written down," & @CRLF & _
                "	Both they and we, perusing o'er these notes," & @CRLF & _
                "	May know wherefore we took the sacrament" & @CRLF & _
                "	And keep our faiths firm and inviolable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Upon our sides it never shall be broken." & @CRLF & _
                "	And, noble Dauphin, albeit we swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	A voluntary zeal and an unurged faith" & @CRLF & _
                "	To your proceedings; yet believe me, prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not glad that such a sore of time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should seek a plaster by contemn'd revolt," & @CRLF & _
                "	And heal the inveterate canker of one wound" & @CRLF & _
                "	By making many. O, it grieves my soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I must draw this metal from my side" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be a widow-maker! O, and there" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where honourable rescue and defence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cries out upon the name of Salisbury!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But such is the infection of the time," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, for the health and physic of our right," & @CRLF & _
                "	We cannot deal but with the very hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of stern injustice and confused wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "	And is't not pity, O my grieved friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we, the sons and children of this isle," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were born to see so sad an hour as this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein we step after a stranger march" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon her gentle bosom, and fill up" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her enemies' ranks,--I must withdraw and weep" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the spot of this enforced cause,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	To grace the gentry of a land remote," & @CRLF & _
                "	And follow unacquainted colours here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, here? O nation, that thou couldst remove!" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Neptune's arms, who clippeth thee about," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would bear thee from the knowledge of thyself," & @CRLF & _
                "	And grapple thee unto a pagan shore;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where these two Christian armies might combine" & @CRLF & _
                "	The blood of malice in a vein of league," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not to spend it so unneighbourly!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	A noble temper dost thou show in this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And great affections wrestling in thy bosom" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth make an earthquake of nobility." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, what a noble combat hast thou fought" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between compulsion and a brave respect!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me wipe off this honourable dew," & @CRLF & _
                "	That silverly doth progress on thy cheeks:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart hath melted at a lady's tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being an ordinary inundation;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But this effusion of such manly drops," & @CRLF & _
                "	This shower, blown up by tempest of the soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	Startles mine eyes, and makes me more amazed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than had I seen the vaulty top of heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	Figured quite o'er with burning meteors." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lift up thy brow, renowned Salisbury," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with a great heart heave away the storm:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commend these waters to those baby eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	That never saw the giant world enraged;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor met with fortune other than at feasts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Full of warm blood, of mirth, of gossiping." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, come; for thou shalt thrust thy hand as deep" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the purse of rich prosperity" & @CRLF & _
                "	As Lewis himself: so, nobles, shall you all," & @CRLF & _
                "	That knit your sinews to the strength of mine." & @CRLF & _
                "	And even there, methinks, an angel spake:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CARDINAL PANDULPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, where the holy legate comes apace," & @CRLF & _
                "	To give us warrant from the hand of heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	And on our actions set the name of right" & @CRLF & _
                "	With holy breath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL PANDULPH	                  Hail, noble prince of France!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The next is this, King John hath reconciled" & @CRLF & _
                "	Himself to Rome; his spirit is come in," & @CRLF & _
                "	That so stood out against the holy church," & @CRLF & _
                "	The great metropolis and see of Rome:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore thy threatening colours now wind up;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And tame the savage spirit of wild war," & @CRLF & _
                "	That like a lion foster'd up at hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	It may lie gently at the foot of peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	And be no further harmful than in show." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	Your grace shall pardon me, I will not back:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am too high-born to be propertied," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be a secondary at control," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or useful serving-man and instrument," & @CRLF & _
                "	To any sovereign state throughout the world." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your breath first kindled the dead coal of wars" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between this chastised kingdom and myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	And brought in matter that should feed this fire;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now 'tis far too huge to be blown out" & @CRLF & _
                "	With that same weak wind which enkindled it." & @CRLF & _
                "	You taught me how to know the face of right," & @CRLF & _
                "	Acquainted me with interest to this land," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, thrust this enterprise into my heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And come ye now to tell me John hath made" & @CRLF & _
                "	His peace with Rome? What is that peace to me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I, by the honour of my marriage-bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	After young Arthur, claim this land for mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, now it is half-conquer'd, must I back" & @CRLF & _
                "	Because that John hath made his peace with Rome?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Am I Rome's slave? What penny hath Rome borne," & @CRLF & _
                "	What men provided, what munition sent," & @CRLF & _
                "	To underprop this action? Is't not I" & @CRLF & _
                "	That undergo this charge? who else but I," & @CRLF & _
                "	And such as to my claim are liable," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweat in this business and maintain this war?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I not heard these islanders shout out" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Vive le roi!' as I have bank'd their towns?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I not here the best cards for the game," & @CRLF & _
                "	To win this easy match play'd for a crown?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And shall I now give o'er the yielded set?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, no, on my soul, it never shall be said." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL PANDULPH	You look but on the outside of this work." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	Outside or inside, I will not return" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till my attempt so much be glorified" & @CRLF & _
                "	As to my ample hope was promised" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before I drew this gallant head of war," & @CRLF & _
                "	And cull'd these fiery spirits from the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	To outlook conquest and to win renown" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in the jaws of danger and of death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpet sounds]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What lusty trumpet thus doth summon us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the BASTARD, attended]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	According to the fair play of the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me have audience; I am sent to speak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My holy lord of Milan, from the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	I come, to learn how you have dealt for him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as you answer, I do know the scope" & @CRLF & _
                "	And warrant limited unto my tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL PANDULPH	The Dauphin is too wilful-opposite," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will not temporize with my entreaties;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He flatly says he'll not lay down his arms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	By all the blood that ever fury breathed," & @CRLF & _
                "	The youth says well. Now hear our English king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thus his royalty doth speak in me." & @CRLF & _
                "	He is prepared, and reason too he should:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This apish and unmannerly approach," & @CRLF & _
                "	This harness'd masque and unadvised revel," & @CRLF & _
                "	This unhair'd sauciness and boyish troops," & @CRLF & _
                "	The king doth smile at; and is well prepared" & @CRLF & _
                "	To whip this dwarfish war, these pigmy arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	From out the circle of his territories." & @CRLF & _
                "	That hand which had the strength, even at your door," & @CRLF & _
                "	To cudgel you and make you take the hatch," & @CRLF & _
                "	To dive like buckets in concealed wells," & @CRLF & _
                "	To crouch in litter of your stable planks," & @CRLF & _
                "	To lie like pawns lock'd up in chests and trunks," & @CRLF & _
                "	To hug with swine, to seek sweet safety out" & @CRLF & _
                "	In vaults and prisons, and to thrill and shake" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even at the crying of your nation's crow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thinking his voice an armed Englishman;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall that victorious hand be feebled here," & @CRLF & _
                "	That in your chambers gave you chastisement?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No: know the gallant monarch is in arms" & @CRLF & _
                "	And like an eagle o'er his aery towers," & @CRLF & _
                "	To souse annoyance that comes near his nest." & @CRLF & _
                "	And you degenerate, you ingrate revolts," & @CRLF & _
                "	You bloody Neroes, ripping up the womb" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of your dear mother England, blush for shame;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For your own ladies and pale-visaged maids" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like Amazons come tripping after drums," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their thimbles into armed gauntlets change," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their needles to lances, and their gentle hearts" & @CRLF & _
                "	To fierce and bloody inclination." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	There end thy brave, and turn thy face in peace;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We grant thou canst outscold us: fare thee well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We hold our time too precious to be spent" & @CRLF & _
                "	With such a brabbler." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL PANDULPH	Give me leave to speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	No, I will speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	                  We will attend to neither." & @CRLF & _
                "	Strike up the drums; and let the tongue of war" & @CRLF & _
                "	Plead for our interest and our being here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Indeed your drums, being beaten, will cry out;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so shall you, being beaten: do but start" & @CRLF & _
                "	An echo with the clamour of thy drum," & @CRLF & _
                "	And even at hand a drum is ready braced" & @CRLF & _
                "	That shall reverberate all as loud as thine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sound but another, and another shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	As loud as thine rattle the welkin's ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	And mock the deep-mouth'd thunder: for at hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not trusting to this halting legate here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom he hath used rather for sport than need" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is warlike John; and in his forehead sits" & @CRLF & _
                "	A bare-ribb'd death, whose office is this day" & @CRLF & _
                "	To feast upon whole thousands of the French." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	Strike up our drums, to find this danger out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	And thou shalt find it, Dauphin, do not doubt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING JOHN" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The field of battle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarums. Enter KING JOHN and HUBERT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	How goes the day with us? O, tell me, Hubert." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Badly, I fear. How fares your majesty?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	This fever, that hath troubled me so long," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lies heavy on me; O, my heart is sick!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	My lord, your valiant kinsman, Faulconbridge," & @CRLF & _
                "	Desires your majesty to leave the field" & @CRLF & _
                "	And send him word by me which way you go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Tell him, toward Swinstead, to the abbey there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Be of good comfort; for the great supply" & @CRLF & _
                "	That was expected by the Dauphin here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are wreck'd three nights ago on Goodwin Sands." & @CRLF & _
                "	This news was brought to Richard but even now:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The French fight coldly, and retire themselves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Ay me! this tyrant fever burns me up," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will not let me welcome this good news." & @CRLF & _
                "	Set on toward Swinstead: to my litter straight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Weakness possesseth me, and I am faint." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING JOHN" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Another part of the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SALISBURY, PEMBROKE, and BIGOT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	I did not think the king so stored with friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEMBROKE	Up once again; put spirit in the French:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If they miscarry, we miscarry too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	That misbegotten devil, Faulconbridge," & @CRLF & _
                "	In spite of spite, alone upholds the day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEMBROKE	They say King John sore sick hath left the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MELUN, wounded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MELUN	Lead me to the revolts of England here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	When we were happy we had other names." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEMBROKE	It is the Count Melun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Wounded to death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MELUN	Fly, noble English, you are bought and sold;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unthread the rude eye of rebellion" & @CRLF & _
                "	And welcome home again discarded faith." & @CRLF & _
                "	Seek out King John and fall before his feet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For if the French be lords of this loud day," & @CRLF & _
                "	He means to recompense the pains you take" & @CRLF & _
                "	By cutting off your heads: thus hath he sworn" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I with him, and many moe with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the altar at Saint Edmundsbury;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even on that altar where we swore to you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dear amity and everlasting love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	May this be possible? may this be true?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MELUN	Have I not hideous death within my view," & @CRLF & _
                "	Retaining but a quantity of life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which bleeds away, even as a form of wax" & @CRLF & _
                "	Resolveth from his figure 'gainst the fire?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What in the world should make me now deceive," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since I must lose the use of all deceit?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why should I then be false, since it is true" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I must die here and live hence by truth?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I say again, if Lewis do win the day," & @CRLF & _
                "	He is forsworn, if e'er those eyes of yours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Behold another day break in the east:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But even this night, whose black contagious breath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Already smokes about the burning crest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the old, feeble and day-wearied sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even this ill night, your breathing shall expire," & @CRLF & _
                "	Paying the fine of rated treachery" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even with a treacherous fine of all your lives," & @CRLF & _
                "	If Lewis by your assistance win the day." & @CRLF & _
                "	Commend me to one Hubert with your king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The love of him, and this respect besides," & @CRLF & _
                "	For that my grandsire was an Englishman," & @CRLF & _
                "	Awakes my conscience to confess all this." & @CRLF & _
                "	In lieu whereof, I pray you, bear me hence" & @CRLF & _
                "	From forth the noise and rumour of the field," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where I may think the remnant of my thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	In peace, and part this body and my soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	With contemplation and devout desires." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	We do believe thee: and beshrew my soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I do love the favour and the form" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this most fair occasion, by the which" & @CRLF & _
                "	We will untread the steps of damned flight," & @CRLF & _
                "	And like a bated and retired flood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Leaving our rankness and irregular course," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stoop low within those bounds we have o'erlook'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	And cabby run on in obedience" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to our ocean, to our great King John." & @CRLF & _
                "	My arm shall give thee help to bear thee hence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I do see the cruel pangs of death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Right in thine eye. Away, my friends! New flight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And happy newness, that intends old right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt, leading off MELUN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING JOHN" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	The French camp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LEWIS and his train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	The sun of heaven methought was loath to set," & @CRLF & _
                "	But stay'd and made the western welkin blush," & @CRLF & _
                "	When English measure backward their own ground" & @CRLF & _
                "	In faint retire. O, bravely came we off," & @CRLF & _
                "	When with a volley of our needless shot," & @CRLF & _
                "	After such bloody toil, we bid good night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wound our tattering colours clearly up," & @CRLF & _
                "	Last in the field, and almost lords of it!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Where is my prince, the Dauphin?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	Here: what news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	The Count Melun is slain; the English lords" & @CRLF & _
                "	By his persuasion are again fall'n off," & @CRLF & _
                "	And your supply, which you have wish'd so long," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are cast away and sunk on Goodwin Sands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	Ah, foul shrewd news! beshrew thy very heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I did not think to be so sad to-night" & @CRLF & _
                "	As this hath made me. Who was he that said" & @CRLF & _
                "	King John did fly an hour or two before" & @CRLF & _
                "	The stumbling night did part our weary powers?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Whoever spoke it, it is true, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEWIS	Well; keep good quarter and good care to-night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The day shall not be up so soon as I," & @CRLF & _
                "	To try the fair adventure of to-morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING JOHN" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	An open place in the neighbourhood of Swinstead Abbey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the BASTARD and HUBERT, severally]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Who's there? speak, ho! speak quickly, or I shoot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	A friend. What art thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Of the part of England." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Whither dost thou go?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	What's that to thee? why may not I demand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thine affairs, as well as thou of mine?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Hubert, I think?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	                  Thou hast a perfect thought:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will upon all hazards well believe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art my friend, that know'st my tongue so well." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who art thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	                  Who thou wilt: and if thou please," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou mayst befriend me so much as to think" & @CRLF & _
                "	I come one way of the Plantagenets." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Unkind remembrance! thou and eyeless night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have done me shame: brave soldier, pardon me," & @CRLF & _
                "	That any accent breaking from thy tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should 'scape the true acquaintance of mine ear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Come, come; sans compliment, what news abroad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Why, here walk I in the black brow of night," & @CRLF & _
                "	To find you out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	                  Brief, then; and what's the news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	O, my sweet sir, news fitting to the night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Black, fearful, comfortless and horrible." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Show me the very wound of this ill news:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am no woman, I'll not swoon at it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	The king, I fear, is poison'd by a monk:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I left him almost speechless; and broke out" & @CRLF & _
                "	To acquaint you with this evil, that you might" & @CRLF & _
                "	The better arm you to the sudden time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than if you had at leisure known of this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	How did he take it? who did taste to him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	A monk, I tell you; a resolved villain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose bowels suddenly burst out: the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet speaks and peradventure may recover." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Who didst thou leave to tend his majesty?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HUBERT	Why, know you not? the lords are all come back," & @CRLF & _
                "	And brought Prince Henry in their company;" & @CRLF & _
                "	At whose request the king hath pardon'd them," & @CRLF & _
                "	And they are all about his majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Withhold thine indignation, mighty heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tempt us not to bear above our power!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll tell tree, Hubert, half my power this night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Passing these flats, are taken by the tide;" & @CRLF & _
                "	These Lincoln Washes have devoured them;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself, well mounted, hardly have escaped." & @CRLF & _
                "	Away before: conduct me to the king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I doubt he will be dead or ere I come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING JOHN" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VII	The orchard in Swinstead Abbey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PRINCE HENRY, SALISBURY, and BIGOT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	It is too late: the life of all his blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is touch'd corruptibly, and his pure brain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which some suppose the soul's frail dwelling-house," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth by the idle comments that it makes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Foretell the ending of mortality." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PEMBROKE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEMBROKE	His highness yet doth speak, and holds belief" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, being brought into the open air," & @CRLF & _
                "	It would allay the burning quality" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of that fell poison which assaileth him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Let him be brought into the orchard here." & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth he still rage?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BIGOT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEMBROKE	He is more patient" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than when you left him; even now he sung." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	O vanity of sickness! fierce extremes" & @CRLF & _
                "	In their continuance will not feel themselves." & @CRLF & _
                "	Death, having prey'd upon the outward parts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Leaves them invisible, and his siege is now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the mind, the which he pricks and wounds" & @CRLF & _
                "	With many legions of strange fantasies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, in their throng and press to that last hold," & @CRLF & _
                "	Confound themselves. 'Tis strange that death" & @CRLF & _
                "	should sing." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am the cygnet to this pale faint swan," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who chants a doleful hymn to his own death," & @CRLF & _
                "	And from the organ-pipe of frailty sings" & @CRLF & _
                "	His soul and body to their lasting rest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Be of good comfort, prince; for you are born" & @CRLF & _
                "	To set a form upon that indigest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he hath left so shapeless and so rude." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Attendants, and BIGOT, carrying KING JOHN in a chair]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Ay, marry, now my soul hath elbow-room;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It would not out at windows nor at doors." & @CRLF & _
                "	There is so hot a summer in my bosom," & @CRLF & _
                "	That all my bowels crumble up to dust:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am a scribbled form, drawn with a pen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a parchment, and against this fire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do I shrink up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	                  How fares your majesty?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	Poison'd,--ill fare--dead, forsook, cast off:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And none of you will bid the winter come" & @CRLF & _
                "	To thrust his icy fingers in my maw," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor let my kingdom's rivers take their course" & @CRLF & _
                "	Through my burn'd bosom, nor entreat the north" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make his bleak winds kiss my parched lips" & @CRLF & _
                "	And comfort me with cold. I do not ask you much," & @CRLF & _
                "	I beg cold comfort; and you are so strait" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so ingrateful, you deny me that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	O that there were some virtue in my tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	That might relieve you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	The salt in them is hot." & @CRLF & _
                "	Within me is a hell; and there the poison" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is as a fiend confined to tyrannize" & @CRLF & _
                "	On unreprievable condemned blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the BASTARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	O, I am scalded with my violent motion," & @CRLF & _
                "	And spleen of speed to see your majesty!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING JOHN	O cousin, thou art come to set mine eye:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The tackle of my heart is crack'd and burn'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the shrouds wherewith my life should sail" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are turned to one thread, one little hair:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart hath one poor string to stay it by," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which holds but till thy news be uttered;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then all this thou seest is but a clod" & @CRLF & _
                "	And module of confounded royalty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	The Dauphin is preparing hitherward," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where heaven He knows how we shall answer him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For in a night the best part of my power," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I upon advantage did remove," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were in the Washes all unwarily" & @CRLF & _
                "	Devoured by the unexpected flood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[KING JOHN dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	You breathe these dead news in as dead an ear." & @CRLF & _
                "	My liege! my lord! but now a king, now thus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	Even so must I run on, and even so stop." & @CRLF & _
                "	What surety of the world, what hope, what stay," & @CRLF & _
                "	When this was now a king, and now is clay?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Art thou gone so? I do but stay behind" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do the office for thee of revenge," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then my soul shall wait on thee to heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	As it on earth hath been thy servant still." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, now, you stars that move in your right spheres," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where be your powers? show now your mended faiths," & @CRLF & _
                "	And instantly return with me again," & @CRLF & _
                "	To push destruction and perpetual shame" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of the weak door of our fainting land." & @CRLF & _
                "	Straight let us seek, or straight we shall be sought;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Dauphin rages at our very heels." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	It seems you know not, then, so much as we:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Cardinal Pandulph is within at rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who half an hour since came from the Dauphin," & @CRLF & _
                "	And brings from him such offers of our peace" & @CRLF & _
                "	As we with honour and respect may take," & @CRLF & _
                "	With purpose presently to leave this war." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	He will the rather do it when he sees" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ourselves well sinewed to our defence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	Nay, it is in a manner done already;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For many carriages he hath dispatch'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the sea-side, and put his cause and quarrel" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the disposing of the cardinal:" & @CRLF & _
                "	With whom yourself, myself and other lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you think meet, this afternoon will post" & @CRLF & _
                "	To consummate this business happily." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Let it be so: and you, my noble prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	With other princes that may best be spared," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall wait upon your father's funeral." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	At Worcester must his body be interr'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For so he will'd it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	Thither shall it then:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And happily may your sweet self put on" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lineal state and glory of the land!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom with all submission, on my knee" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do bequeath my faithful services" & @CRLF & _
                "	And true subjection everlastingly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALISBURY	And the like tender of our love we make," & @CRLF & _
                "	To rest without a spot for evermore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE HENRY	I have a kind soul that would give you thanks" & @CRLF & _
                "	And knows not how to do it but with tears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASTARD	O, let us pay the time but needful woe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since it hath been beforehand with our griefs." & @CRLF & _
                "	This England never did, nor never shall," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror," & @CRLF & _
                "	But when it first did help to wound itself." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now these her princes are come home again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come the three corners of the world in arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we shall shock them. Nought shall make us rue," & @CRLF & _
                "	If England to itself do rest but true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEAR	king of Britain  (KING LEAR:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING OF FRANCE:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF BURGUNDY	(BURGUNDY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF CORNWALL	(CORNWALL:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF ALBANY	(ALBANY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF KENT	(KENT:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF GLOUCESTER	(GLOUCESTER:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	son to Gloucester." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	bastard son to Gloucester." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURAN	a courtier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Man	tenant to Gloucester." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	steward to Goneril." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Captain employed by Edmund. (Captain:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gentleman attendant on Cordelia. (Gentleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Herald." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Servants to Cornwall." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	|  daughters to Lear." & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Knights of Lear's train, Captains, Messengers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Soldiers, and Attendants" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Knight:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Captain:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Britain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	King Lear's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KENT, GLOUCESTER, and EDMUND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	I thought the king had more affected the Duke of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Albany than Cornwall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	It did always seem so to us: but now, in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	division of the kingdom, it appears not which of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the dukes he values most; for equalities are so" & @CRLF & _
                "	weighed, that curiosity in neither can make choice" & @CRLF & _
                "	of either's moiety." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Is not this your son, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	His breeding, sir, hath been at my charge: I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	so often blushed to acknowledge him, that now I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	brazed to it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	I cannot conceive you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Sir, this young fellow's mother could: whereupon" & @CRLF & _
                "	she grew round-wombed, and had, indeed, sir, a son" & @CRLF & _
                "	for her cradle ere she had a husband for her bed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you smell a fault?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	I cannot wish the fault undone, the issue of it" & @CRLF & _
                "	being so proper." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	But I have, sir, a son by order of law, some year" & @CRLF & _
                "	elder than this, who yet is no dearer in my account:" & @CRLF & _
                "	though this knave came something saucily into the" & @CRLF & _
                "	world before he was sent for, yet was his mother" & @CRLF & _
                "	fair; there was good sport at his making, and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	whoreson must be acknowledged. Do you know this" & @CRLF & _
                "	noble gentleman, Edmund?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	No, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	My lord of Kent: remember him hereafter as my" & @CRLF & _
                "	honourable friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	My services to your lordship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	I must love you, and sue to know you better." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Sir, I shall study deserving." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	He hath been out nine years, and away he shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	again. The king is coming." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sennet. Enter KING LEAR, CORNWALL, ALBANY," & @CRLF & _
                "	GONERIL, REGAN, CORDELIA, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Attend the lords of France and Burgundy, Gloucester." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I shall, my liege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt GLOUCESTER and EDMUND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Meantime we shall express our darker purpose." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me the map there. Know that we have divided" & @CRLF & _
                "	In three our kingdom: and 'tis our fast intent" & @CRLF & _
                "	To shake all cares and business from our age;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Conferring them on younger strengths, while we" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unburthen'd crawl toward death. Our son of Cornwall," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you, our no less loving son of Albany," & @CRLF & _
                "	We have this hour a constant will to publish" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our daughters' several dowers, that future strife" & @CRLF & _
                "	May be prevented now. The princes, France and Burgundy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Great rivals in our youngest daughter's love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Long in our court have made their amorous sojourn," & @CRLF & _
                "	And here are to be answer'd. Tell me, my daughters,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since now we will divest us both of rule," & @CRLF & _
                "	Interest of territory, cares of state,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which of you shall we say doth love us most?" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we our largest bounty may extend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where nature doth with merit challenge. Goneril," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our eldest-born, speak first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Sir, I love you more than words can wield the matter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dearer than eye-sight, space, and liberty;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beyond what can be valued, rich or rare;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No less than life, with grace, health, beauty, honour;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As much as child e'er loved, or father found;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A love that makes breath poor, and speech unable;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beyond all manner of so much I love you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	[Aside]  What shall Cordelia do?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Love, and be silent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEAR	Of all these bounds, even from this line to this," & @CRLF & _
                "	With shadowy forests and with champains rich'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	With plenteous rivers and wide-skirted meads," & @CRLF & _
                "	We make thee lady: to thine and Albany's issue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be this perpetual. What says our second daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our dearest Regan, wife to Cornwall? Speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Sir, I am made" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the self-same metal that my sister is," & @CRLF & _
                "	And prize me at her worth. In my true heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	I find she names my very deed of love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only she comes too short: that I profess" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself an enemy to all other joys," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which the most precious square of sense possesses;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And find I am alone felicitate" & @CRLF & _
                "	In your dear highness' love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	[Aside]	Then poor Cordelia!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet not so; since, I am sure, my love's" & @CRLF & _
                "	More richer than my tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	To thee and thine hereditary ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	Remain this ample third of our fair kingdom;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No less in space, validity, and pleasure," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than that conferr'd on Goneril. Now, our joy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although the last, not least; to whose young love" & @CRLF & _
                "	The vines of France and milk of Burgundy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strive to be interess'd; what can you say to draw" & @CRLF & _
                "	A third more opulent than your sisters? Speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	Nothing, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Nothing!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	Nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Nothing will come of nothing: speak again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave" & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart into my mouth: I love your majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	According to my bond; nor more nor less." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	How, how, Cordelia! mend your speech a little," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest it may mar your fortunes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	Good my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	You have begot me, bred me, loved me: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Return those duties back as are right fit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Obey you, love you, and most honour you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why have my sisters husbands, if they say" & @CRLF & _
                "	They love you all? Haply, when I shall wed," & @CRLF & _
                "	That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry" & @CRLF & _
                "	Half my love with him, half my care and duty:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sure, I shall never marry like my sisters," & @CRLF & _
                "	To love my father all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	But goes thy heart with this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	Ay, good my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	So young, and so untender?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	So young, my lord, and true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Let it be so; thy truth, then, be thy dower:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, by the sacred radiance of the sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	The mysteries of Hecate, and the night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	By all the operation of the orbs" & @CRLF & _
                "	From whom we do exist, and cease to be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here I disclaim all my paternal care," & @CRLF & _
                "	Propinquity and property of blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	And as a stranger to my heart and me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold thee, from this, for ever. The barbarous Scythian," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or he that makes his generation messes" & @CRLF & _
                "	To gorge his appetite, shall to my bosom" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be as well neighbour'd, pitied, and relieved," & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou my sometime daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Good my liege,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Peace, Kent!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come not between the dragon and his wrath." & @CRLF & _
                "	I loved her most, and thought to set my rest" & @CRLF & _
                "	On her kind nursery. Hence, and avoid my sight!" & @CRLF & _
                "	So be my grave my peace, as here I give" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her father's heart from her! Call France; who stirs?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call Burgundy. Cornwall and Albany," & @CRLF & _
                "	With my two daughters' dowers digest this third:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let pride, which she calls plainness, marry her." & @CRLF & _
                "	I do invest you jointly with my power," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pre-eminence, and all the large effects" & @CRLF & _
                "	That troop with majesty. Ourself, by monthly course," & @CRLF & _
                "	With reservation of an hundred knights," & @CRLF & _
                "	By you to be sustain'd, shall our abode" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make with you by due turns. Only we still retain" & @CRLF & _
                "	The name, and all the additions to a king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sway, revenue, execution of the rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Beloved sons, be yours: which to confirm," & @CRLF & _
                "	This coronet part betwixt you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Giving the crown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Royal Lear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom I have ever honour'd as my king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Loved as my father, as my master follow'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	As my great patron thought on in my prayers,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	The bow is bent and drawn, make from the shaft." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Let it fall rather, though the fork invade" & @CRLF & _
                "	The region of my heart: be Kent unmannerly," & @CRLF & _
                "	When Lear is mad. What wilt thou do, old man?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think'st thou that duty shall have dread to speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	When power to flattery bows? To plainness honour's bound," & @CRLF & _
                "	When majesty stoops to folly. Reverse thy doom;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in thy best consideration, cheque" & @CRLF & _
                "	This hideous rashness: answer my life my judgment," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy youngest daughter does not love thee least;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor are those empty-hearted whose low sound" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reverbs no hollowness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Kent, on thy life, no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	My life I never held but as a pawn" & @CRLF & _
                "	To wage against thy enemies; nor fear to lose it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy safety being the motive." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Out of my sight!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	See better, Lear; and let me still remain" & @CRLF & _
                "	The true blank of thine eye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Now, by Apollo,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	                  Now, by Apollo, king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou swear'st thy gods in vain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	O, vassal! miscreant!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Laying his hand on his sword]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  Dear sir, forbear." & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Do:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Kill thy physician, and the fee bestow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon thy foul disease. Revoke thy doom;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, whilst I can vent clamour from my throat," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll tell thee thou dost evil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Hear me, recreant!" & @CRLF & _
                "	On thine allegiance, hear me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since thou hast sought to make us break our vow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which we durst never yet, and with strain'd pride" & @CRLF & _
                "	To come between our sentence and our power," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which nor our nature nor our place can bear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our potency made good, take thy reward." & @CRLF & _
                "	Five days we do allot thee, for provision" & @CRLF & _
                "	To shield thee from diseases of the world;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And on the sixth to turn thy hated back" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon our kingdom: if, on the tenth day following," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy banish'd trunk be found in our dominions," & @CRLF & _
                "	The moment is thy death. Away! by Jupiter," & @CRLF & _
                "	This shall not be revoked." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Fare thee well, king: sith thus thou wilt appear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Freedom lives hence, and banishment is here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To CORDELIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The gods to their dear shelter take thee, maid," & @CRLF & _
                "	That justly think'st, and hast most rightly said!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To REGAN and GONERIL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And your large speeches may your deeds approve," & @CRLF & _
                "	That good effects may spring from words of love." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus Kent, O princes, bids you all adieu;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He'll shape his old course in a country new." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Re-enter GLOUCESTER, with KING OF FRANCE," & @CRLF & _
                "	BURGUNDY, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Here's France and Burgundy, my noble lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	My lord of Burgundy." & @CRLF & _
                "	We first address towards you, who with this king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath rivall'd for our daughter: what, in the least," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you require in present dower with her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or cease your quest of love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	Most royal majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	I crave no more than what your highness offer'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor will you tender less." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Right noble Burgundy," & @CRLF & _
                "	When she was dear to us, we did hold her so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But now her price is fall'n. Sir, there she stands:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If aught within that little seeming substance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or all of it, with our displeasure pieced," & @CRLF & _
                "	And nothing more, may fitly like your grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	She's there, and she is yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	I know no answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Will you, with those infirmities she owes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unfriended, new-adopted to our hate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dower'd with our curse, and stranger'd with our oath," & @CRLF & _
                "	Take her, or leave her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	Pardon me, royal sir;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Election makes not up on such conditions." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Then leave her, sir; for, by the power that made me," & @CRLF & _
                "	I tell you all her wealth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To KING OF FRANCE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		     For you, great king," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not from your love make such a stray," & @CRLF & _
                "	To match you where I hate; therefore beseech you" & @CRLF & _
                "	To avert your liking a more worthier way" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than on a wretch whom nature is ashamed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Almost to acknowledge hers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING OF FRANCE	This is most strange," & @CRLF & _
                "	That she, that even but now was your best object," & @CRLF & _
                "	The argument of your praise, balm of your age," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most best, most dearest, should in this trice of time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commit a thing so monstrous, to dismantle" & @CRLF & _
                "	So many folds of favour. Sure, her offence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must be of such unnatural degree," & @CRLF & _
                "	That monsters it, or your fore-vouch'd affection" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fall'n into taint: which to believe of her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must be a faith that reason without miracle" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could never plant in me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	I yet beseech your majesty,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	If for I want that glib and oily art," & @CRLF & _
                "	To speak and purpose not; since what I well intend," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll do't before I speak,--that you make known" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is no vicious blot, murder, or foulness," & @CRLF & _
                "	No unchaste action, or dishonour'd step," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath deprived me of your grace and favour;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But even for want of that for which I am richer," & @CRLF & _
                "	A still-soliciting eye, and such a tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I am glad I have not, though not to have it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath lost me in your liking." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Better thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hadst not been born than not to have pleased me better." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING OF FRANCE	Is it but this,--a tardiness in nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which often leaves the history unspoke" & @CRLF & _
                "	That it intends to do? My lord of Burgundy," & @CRLF & _
                "	What say you to the lady? Love's not love" & @CRLF & _
                "	When it is mingled with regards that stand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Aloof from the entire point. Will you have her?" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is herself a dowry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	Royal Lear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give but that portion which yourself proposed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And here I take Cordelia by the hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Duchess of Burgundy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Nothing: I have sworn; I am firm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BURGUNDY	I am sorry, then, you have so lost a father" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you must lose a husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	Peace be with Burgundy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since that respects of fortune are his love," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall not be his wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING OF FRANCE	Fairest Cordelia, that art most rich, being poor;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most choice, forsaken; and most loved, despised!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thee and thy virtues here I seize upon:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be it lawful I take up what's cast away." & @CRLF & _
                "	Gods, gods! 'tis strange that from their cold'st neglect" & @CRLF & _
                "	My love should kindle to inflamed respect." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy dowerless daughter, king, thrown to my chance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is queen of us, of ours, and our fair France:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not all the dukes of waterish Burgundy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can buy this unprized precious maid of me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid them farewell, Cordelia, though unkind:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou losest here, a better where to find." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Thou hast her, France: let her be thine; for we" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have no such daughter, nor shall ever see" & @CRLF & _
                "	That face of hers again. Therefore be gone" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without our grace, our love, our benison." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, noble Burgundy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Exeunt all but KING OF FRANCE, GONERIL," & @CRLF & _
                "	REGAN, and CORDELIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING OF FRANCE	Bid farewell to your sisters." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	The jewels of our father, with wash'd eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cordelia leaves you: I know you what you are;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And like a sister am most loath to call" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your faults as they are named. Use well our father:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To your professed bosoms I commit him" & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet, alas, stood I within his grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would prefer him to a better place." & @CRLF & _
                "	So, farewell to you both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Prescribe not us our duties." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Let your study" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be to content your lord, who hath received you" & @CRLF & _
                "	At fortune's alms. You have obedience scanted," & @CRLF & _
                "	And well are worth the want that you have wanted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	Time shall unfold what plaited cunning hides:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who cover faults, at last shame them derides." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well may you prosper!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING OF FRANCE	Come, my fair Cordelia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt KING OF FRANCE and CORDELIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Sister, it is not a little I have to say of what" & @CRLF & _
                "	most nearly appertains to us both. I think our" & @CRLF & _
                "	father will hence to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	That's most certain, and with you; next month with us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	You see how full of changes his age is; the" & @CRLF & _
                "	observation we have made of it hath not been" & @CRLF & _
                "	little: he always loved our sister most; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	with what poor judgment he hath now cast her off" & @CRLF & _
                "	appears too grossly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	'Tis the infirmity of his age: yet he hath ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	but slenderly known himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	The best and soundest of his time hath been but" & @CRLF & _
                "	rash; then must we look to receive from his age," & @CRLF & _
                "	not alone the imperfections of long-engraffed" & @CRLF & _
                "	condition, but therewithal the unruly waywardness" & @CRLF & _
                "	that infirm and choleric years bring with them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Such unconstant starts are we like to have from" & @CRLF & _
                "	him as this of Kent's banishment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	There is further compliment of leavetaking" & @CRLF & _
                "	between France and him. Pray you, let's hit" & @CRLF & _
                "	together: if our father carry authority with" & @CRLF & _
                "	such dispositions as he bears, this last" & @CRLF & _
                "	surrender of his will but offend us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	We shall further think on't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	We must do something, and i' the heat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The Earl of Gloucester's castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EDMUND, with a letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Thou, nature, art my goddess; to thy law" & @CRLF & _
                "	My services are bound. Wherefore should I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand in the plague of custom, and permit" & @CRLF & _
                "	The curiosity of nations to deprive me," & @CRLF & _
                "	For that I am some twelve or fourteen moon-shines" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lag of a brother? Why bastard? wherefore base?" & @CRLF & _
                "	When my dimensions are as well compact," & @CRLF & _
                "	My mind as generous, and my shape as true," & @CRLF & _
                "	As honest madam's issue? Why brand they us" & @CRLF & _
                "	With base? with baseness? bastardy? base, base?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, in the lusty stealth of nature, take" & @CRLF & _
                "	More composition and fierce quality" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than doth, within a dull, stale, tired bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go to the creating a whole tribe of fops," & @CRLF & _
                "	Got 'tween asleep and wake? Well, then," & @CRLF & _
                "	Legitimate Edgar, I must have your land:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our father's love is to the bastard Edmund" & @CRLF & _
                "	As to the legitimate: fine word,--legitimate!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, my legitimate, if this letter speed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And my invention thrive, Edmund the base" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall top the legitimate. I grow; I prosper:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, gods, stand up for bastards!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Kent banish'd thus! and France in choler parted!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the king gone to-night! subscribed his power!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Confined to exhibition! All this done" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the gad! Edmund, how now! what news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	So please your lordship, none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Putting up the letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Why so earnestly seek you to put up that letter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	I know no news, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	What paper were you reading?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Nothing, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	No? What needed, then, that terrible dispatch of" & @CRLF & _
                "	it into your pocket? the quality of nothing hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	not such need to hide itself. Let's see: come," & @CRLF & _
                "	if it be nothing, I shall not need spectacles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	I beseech you, sir, pardon me: it is a letter" & @CRLF & _
                "	from my brother, that I have not all o'er-read;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and for so much as I have perused, I find it not" & @CRLF & _
                "	fit for your o'er-looking." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Give me the letter, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	I shall offend, either to detain or give it. The" & @CRLF & _
                "	contents, as in part I understand them, are to blame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Let's see, let's see." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	I hope, for my brother's justification, he wrote" & @CRLF & _
                "	this but as an essay or taste of my virtue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Reads]  'This policy and reverence of age makes" & @CRLF & _
                "	the world bitter to the best of our times; keeps" & @CRLF & _
                "	our fortunes from us till our oldness cannot relish" & @CRLF & _
                "	them. I begin to find an idle and fond bondage" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the oppression of aged tyranny; who sways, not" & @CRLF & _
                "	as it hath power, but as it is suffered. Come to" & @CRLF & _
                "	me, that of this I may speak more. If our father" & @CRLF & _
                "	would sleep till I waked him, you should half his" & @CRLF & _
                "	revenue for ever, and live the beloved of your" & @CRLF & _
                "	brother,	EDGAR.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hum--conspiracy!--'Sleep till I waked him,--you" & @CRLF & _
                "	should enjoy half his revenue,'--My son Edgar!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had he a hand to write this? a heart and brain" & @CRLF & _
                "	to breed it in?--When came this to you? who" & @CRLF & _
                "	brought it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	It was not brought me, my lord; there's the" & @CRLF & _
                "	cunning of it; I found it thrown in at the" & @CRLF & _
                "	casement of my closet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	You know the character to be your brother's?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	If the matter were good, my lord, I durst swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	it were his; but, in respect of that, I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	fain think it were not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	It is his." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	It is his hand, my lord; but I hope his heart is" & @CRLF & _
                "	not in the contents." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Hath he never heretofore sounded you in this business?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Never, my lord: but I have heard him oft" & @CRLF & _
                "	maintain it to be fit, that, sons at perfect age," & @CRLF & _
                "	and fathers declining, the father should be as" & @CRLF & _
                "	ward to the son, and the son manage his revenue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	O villain, villain! His very opinion in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	letter! Abhorred villain! Unnatural, detested," & @CRLF & _
                "	brutish villain! worse than brutish! Go, sirrah," & @CRLF & _
                "	seek him; I'll apprehend him: abominable villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	I do not well know, my lord. If it shall please" & @CRLF & _
                "	you to suspend your indignation against my" & @CRLF & _
                "	brother till you can derive from him better" & @CRLF & _
                "	testimony of his intent, you shall run a certain" & @CRLF & _
                "	course; where, if you violently proceed against" & @CRLF & _
                "	him, mistaking his purpose, it would make a great" & @CRLF & _
                "	gap in your own honour, and shake in pieces the" & @CRLF & _
                "	heart of his obedience. I dare pawn down my life" & @CRLF & _
                "	for him, that he hath wrote this to feel my" & @CRLF & _
                "	affection to your honour, and to no further" & @CRLF & _
                "	pretence of danger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Think you so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	If your honour judge it meet, I will place you" & @CRLF & _
                "	where you shall hear us confer of this, and by an" & @CRLF & _
                "	auricular assurance have your satisfaction; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	that without any further delay than this very evening." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	He cannot be such a monster--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Nor is not, sure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	To his father, that so tenderly and entirely" & @CRLF & _
                "	loves him. Heaven and earth! Edmund, seek him" & @CRLF & _
                "	out: wind me into him, I pray you: frame the" & @CRLF & _
                "	business after your own wisdom. I would unstate" & @CRLF & _
                "	myself, to be in a due resolution." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	I will seek him, sir, presently: convey the" & @CRLF & _
                "	business as I shall find means and acquaint you withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	These late eclipses in the sun and moon portend" & @CRLF & _
                "	no good to us: though the wisdom of nature can" & @CRLF & _
                "	reason it thus and thus, yet nature finds itself" & @CRLF & _
                "	scourged by the sequent effects: love cools," & @CRLF & _
                "	friendship falls off, brothers divide: in" & @CRLF & _
                "	cities, mutinies; in countries, discord; in" & @CRLF & _
                "	palaces, treason; and the bond cracked 'twixt son" & @CRLF & _
                "	and father. This villain of mine comes under the" & @CRLF & _
                "	prediction; there's son against father: the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	falls from bias of nature; there's father against" & @CRLF & _
                "	child. We have seen the best of our time:" & @CRLF & _
                "	machinations, hollowness, treachery, and all" & @CRLF & _
                "	ruinous disorders, follow us disquietly to our" & @CRLF & _
                "	graves. Find out this villain, Edmund; it shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	lose thee nothing; do it carefully. And the" & @CRLF & _
                "	noble and true-hearted Kent banished! his" & @CRLF & _
                "	offence, honesty! 'Tis strange." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	This is the excellent foppery of the world, that," & @CRLF & _
                "	when we are sick in fortune,--often the surfeit" & @CRLF & _
                "	of our own behavior,--we make guilty of our" & @CRLF & _
                "	disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars: as" & @CRLF & _
                "	if we were villains by necessity; fools by" & @CRLF & _
                "	heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards," & @CRLF & _
                "	liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of" & @CRLF & _
                "	planetary influence; and all that we are evil in," & @CRLF & _
                "	by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion" & @CRLF & _
                "	of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish" & @CRLF & _
                "	disposition to the charge of a star! My" & @CRLF & _
                "	father compounded with my mother under the" & @CRLF & _
                "	dragon's tail; and my nativity was under Ursa" & @CRLF & _
                "	major; so that it follows, I am rough and" & @CRLF & _
                "	lecherous. Tut, I should have been that I am," & @CRLF & _
                "	had the maidenliest star in the firmament" & @CRLF & _
                "	twinkled on my bastardizing. Edgar--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EDGAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pat he comes like the catastrophe of the old" & @CRLF & _
                "	comedy: my cue is villanous melancholy, with a" & @CRLF & _
                "	sigh like Tom o' Bedlam. O, these eclipses do" & @CRLF & _
                "	portend these divisions! fa, sol, la, mi." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	How now, brother Edmund! what serious" & @CRLF & _
                "	contemplation are you in?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	I am thinking, brother, of a prediction I read" & @CRLF & _
                "	this other day, what should follow these eclipses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Do you busy yourself about that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	I promise you, the effects he writes of succeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	unhappily; as of unnaturalness between the child" & @CRLF & _
                "	and the parent; death, dearth, dissolutions of" & @CRLF & _
                "	ancient amities; divisions in state, menaces and" & @CRLF & _
                "	maledictions against king and nobles; needless" & @CRLF & _
                "	diffidences, banishment of friends, dissipation" & @CRLF & _
                "	of cohorts, nuptial breaches, and I know not what." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	How long have you been a sectary astronomical?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Come, come; when saw you my father last?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Why, the night gone by." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Spake you with him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Ay, two hours together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Parted you in good terms? Found you no" & @CRLF & _
                "	displeasure in him by word or countenance?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	None at all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Bethink yourself wherein you may have offended" & @CRLF & _
                "	him: and at my entreaty forbear his presence" & @CRLF & _
                "	till some little time hath qualified the heat of" & @CRLF & _
                "	his displeasure; which at this instant so rageth" & @CRLF & _
                "	in him, that with the mischief of your person it" & @CRLF & _
                "	would scarcely allay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Some villain hath done me wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	That's my fear. I pray you, have a continent" & @CRLF & _
                "	forbearance till the spied of his rage goes" & @CRLF & _
                "	slower; and, as I say, retire with me to my" & @CRLF & _
                "	lodging, from whence I will fitly bring you to" & @CRLF & _
                "	hear my lord speak: pray ye, go; there's my key:" & @CRLF & _
                "	if you do stir abroad, go armed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Armed, brother!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Brother, I advise you to the best; go armed: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	am no honest man if there be any good meaning" & @CRLF & _
                "	towards you: I have told you what I have seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	and heard; but faintly, nothing like the image" & @CRLF & _
                "	and horror of it: pray you, away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Shall I hear from you anon?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	I do serve you in this business." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit EDGAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A credulous father! and a brother noble," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose nature is so far from doing harms," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he suspects none: on whose foolish honesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	My practises ride easy! I see the business." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me, if not by birth, have lands by wit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All with me's meet that I can fashion fit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The Duke of Albany's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GONERIL, and OSWALD, her steward]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Did my father strike my gentleman for chiding of his fool?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	Yes, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	By day and night he wrongs me; every hour" & @CRLF & _
                "	He flashes into one gross crime or other," & @CRLF & _
                "	That sets us all at odds: I'll not endure it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His knights grow riotous, and himself upbraids us" & @CRLF & _
                "	On every trifle. When he returns from hunting," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not speak with him; say I am sick:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you come slack of former services," & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall do well; the fault of it I'll answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	He's coming, madam; I hear him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Horns within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Put on what weary negligence you please," & @CRLF & _
                "	You and your fellows; I'll have it come to question:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If he dislike it, let him to our sister," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose mind and mine, I know, in that are one," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not to be over-ruled. Idle old man," & @CRLF & _
                "	That still would manage those authorities" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he hath given away! Now, by my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Old fools are babes again; and must be used" & @CRLF & _
                "	With cheques as flatteries,--when they are seen abused." & @CRLF & _
                "	Remember what I tell you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	Well, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	And let his knights have colder looks among you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	What grows of it, no matter; advise your fellows so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would breed from hence occasions, and I shall," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I may speak: I'll write straight to my sister," & @CRLF & _
                "	To hold my very course. Prepare for dinner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	A hall in the same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KENT, disguised]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	If but as well I other accents borrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	That can my speech defuse, my good intent" & @CRLF & _
                "	May carry through itself to that full issue" & @CRLF & _
                "	For which I razed my likeness. Now, banish'd Kent," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou canst serve where thou dost stand condemn'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	So may it come, thy master, whom thou lovest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall find thee full of labours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Horns within. Enter KING LEAR, Knights, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Let me not stay a jot for dinner; go get it ready." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit an Attendant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now! what art thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	A man, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	What dost thou profess? what wouldst thou with us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	I do profess to be no less than I seem; to serve" & @CRLF & _
                "	him truly that will put me in trust: to love him" & @CRLF & _
                "	that is honest; to converse with him that is wise," & @CRLF & _
                "	and says little; to fear judgment; to fight when I" & @CRLF & _
                "	cannot choose; and to eat no fish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	What art thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	A very honest-hearted fellow, and as poor as the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	If thou be as poor for a subject as he is for a" & @CRLF & _
                "	king, thou art poor enough. What wouldst thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Who wouldst thou serve?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	You." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Dost thou know me, fellow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	No, sir; but you have that in your countenance" & @CRLF & _
                "	which I would fain call master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	What's that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Authority." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	What services canst thou do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	I can keep honest counsel, ride, run, mar a curious" & @CRLF & _
                "	tale in telling it, and deliver a plain message" & @CRLF & _
                "	bluntly: that which ordinary men are fit for, I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	qualified in; and the best of me is diligence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	How old art thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Not so young, sir, to love a woman for singing, nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	so old to dote on her for any thing: I have years" & @CRLF & _
                "	on my back forty eight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Follow me; thou shalt serve me: if I like thee no" & @CRLF & _
                "	worse after dinner, I will not part from thee yet." & @CRLF & _
                "	Dinner, ho, dinner! Where's my knave? my fool?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go you, and call my fool hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit an Attendant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OSWALD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You, you, sirrah, where's my daughter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	So please you,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	What says the fellow there? Call the clotpoll back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit a Knight]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where's my fool, ho? I think the world's asleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Knight]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now! where's that mongrel?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Knight	He says, my lord, your daughter is not well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Why came not the slave back to me when I called him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Knight	Sir, he answered me in the roundest manner, he would" & @CRLF & _
                "	not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	He would not!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Knight	My lord, I know not what the matter is; but, to my" & @CRLF & _
                "	judgment, your highness is not entertained with that" & @CRLF & _
                "	ceremonious affection as you were wont; there's a" & @CRLF & _
                "	great abatement of kindness appears as well in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	general dependants as in the duke himself also and" & @CRLF & _
                "	your daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Ha! sayest thou so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Knight	I beseech you, pardon me, my lord, if I be mistaken;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for my duty cannot be silent when I think your" & @CRLF & _
                "	highness wronged." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Thou but rememberest me of mine own conception: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have perceived a most faint neglect of late; which I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have rather blamed as mine own jealous curiosity" & @CRLF & _
                "	than as a very pretence and purpose of unkindness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will look further into't. But where's my fool? I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have not seen him this two days." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Knight	Since my young lady's going into France, sir, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	fool hath much pined away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	No more of that; I have noted it well. Go you, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	tell my daughter I would speak with her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit an Attendant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go you, call hither my fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit an Attendant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter OSWALD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, you sir, you, come you hither, sir: who am I," & @CRLF & _
                "	sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	My lady's father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	'My lady's father'! my lord's knave: your" & @CRLF & _
                "	whoreson dog! you slave! you cur!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	I am none of these, my lord; I beseech your pardon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Do you bandy looks with me, you rascal?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Striking him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	I'll not be struck, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Nor tripped neither, you base football player." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Tripping up his heels]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	I thank thee, fellow; thou servest me, and I'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	love thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Come, sir, arise, away! I'll teach you differences:" & @CRLF & _
                "	away, away! if you will measure your lubber's" & @CRLF & _
                "	length again, tarry: but away! go to; have you" & @CRLF & _
                "	wisdom? so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Pushes OSWALD out]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Now, my friendly knave, I thank thee: there's" & @CRLF & _
                "	earnest of thy service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Giving KENT money]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Fool]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Let me hire him too: here's my coxcomb." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Offering KENT his cap]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	How now, my pretty knave! how dost thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Sirrah, you were best take my coxcomb." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Why, fool?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Why, for taking one's part that's out of favour:" & @CRLF & _
                "	nay, an thou canst not smile as the wind sits," & @CRLF & _
                "	thou'lt catch cold shortly: there, take my coxcomb:" & @CRLF & _
                "	why, this fellow has banished two on's daughters," & @CRLF & _
                "	and did the third a blessing against his will; if" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou follow him, thou must needs wear my coxcomb." & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, nuncle! Would I had two coxcombs and two daughters!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Why, my boy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	If I gave them all my living, I'ld keep my coxcombs" & @CRLF & _
                "	myself. There's mine; beg another of thy daughters." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Take heed, sirrah; the whip." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Truth's a dog must to kennel; he must be whipped" & @CRLF & _
                "	out, when Lady the brach may stand by the fire and stink." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	A pestilent gall to me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Sirrah, I'll teach thee a speech." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Mark it, nuncle:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have more than thou showest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak less than thou knowest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lend less than thou owest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ride more than thou goest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Learn more than thou trowest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Set less than thou throwest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leave thy drink and thy whore," & @CRLF & _
                "	And keep in-a-door," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou shalt have more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than two tens to a score." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	This is nothing, fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Then 'tis like the breath of an unfee'd lawyer; you" & @CRLF & _
                "	gave me nothing for't. Can you make no use of" & @CRLF & _
                "	nothing, nuncle?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Why, no, boy; nothing can be made out of nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	[To KENT]  Prithee, tell him, so much the rent of" & @CRLF & _
                "	his land comes to: he will not believe a fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	A bitter fool!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Dost thou know the difference, my boy, between a" & @CRLF & _
                "	bitter fool and a sweet fool?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	No, lad; teach me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	That lord that counsell'd thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give away thy land," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come place him here by me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do thou for him stand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sweet and bitter fool" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will presently appear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The one in motley here," & @CRLF & _
                "	The other found out there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Dost thou call me fool, boy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	All thy other titles thou hast given away; that" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou wast born with." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	This is not altogether fool, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	No, faith, lords and great men will not let me; if" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had a monopoly out, they would have part on't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	and ladies too, they will not let me have all fool" & @CRLF & _
                "	to myself; they'll be snatching. Give me an egg," & @CRLF & _
                "	nuncle, and I'll give thee two crowns." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	What two crowns shall they be?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Why, after I have cut the egg i' the middle, and eat" & @CRLF & _
                "	up the meat, the two crowns of the egg. When thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	clovest thy crown i' the middle, and gavest away" & @CRLF & _
                "	both parts, thou borest thy ass on thy back o'er" & @CRLF & _
                "	the dirt: thou hadst little wit in thy bald crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	when thou gavest thy golden one away. If I speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	like myself in this, let him be whipped that first" & @CRLF & _
                "	finds it so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Singing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fools had ne'er less wit in a year;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For wise men are grown foppish," & @CRLF & _
                "	They know not how their wits to wear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their manners are so apish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	When were you wont to be so full of songs, sirrah?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	I have used it, nuncle, ever since thou madest thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	daughters thy mothers: for when thou gavest them" & @CRLF & _
                "	the rod, and put'st down thine own breeches," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Singing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then they for sudden joy did weep," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I for sorrow sung," & @CRLF & _
                "	That such a king should play bo-peep," & @CRLF & _
                "	And go the fools among." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prithee, nuncle, keep a schoolmaster that can teach" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy fool to lie: I would fain learn to lie." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	An you lie, sirrah, we'll have you whipped." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	I marvel what kin thou and thy daughters are:" & @CRLF & _
                "	they'll have me whipped for speaking true, thou'lt" & @CRLF & _
                "	have me whipped for lying; and sometimes I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	whipped for holding my peace. I had rather be any" & @CRLF & _
                "	kind o' thing than a fool: and yet I would not be" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee, nuncle; thou hast pared thy wit o' both sides," & @CRLF & _
                "	and left nothing i' the middle: here comes one o'" & @CRLF & _
                "	the parings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GONERIL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	How now, daughter! what makes that frontlet on?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks you are too much of late i' the frown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Thou wast a pretty fellow when thou hadst no need to" & @CRLF & _
                "	care for her frowning; now thou art an O without a" & @CRLF & _
                "	figure: I am better than thou art now; I am a fool," & @CRLF & _
                "	thou art nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To GONERIL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yes, forsooth, I will hold my tongue; so your face" & @CRLF & _
                "	bids me, though you say nothing. Mum, mum," & @CRLF & _
                "	He that keeps nor crust nor crum," & @CRLF & _
                "	Weary of all, shall want some." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Pointing to KING LEAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	That's a shealed peascod." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Not only, sir, this your all-licensed fool," & @CRLF & _
                "	But other of your insolent retinue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do hourly carp and quarrel; breaking forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	In rank and not-to-be endured riots. Sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	I had thought, by making this well known unto you," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have found a safe redress; but now grow fearful," & @CRLF & _
                "	By what yourself too late have spoke and done." & @CRLF & _
                "	That you protect this course, and put it on" & @CRLF & _
                "	By your allowance; which if you should, the fault" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would not 'scape censure, nor the redresses sleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, in the tender of a wholesome weal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Might in their working do you that offence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which else were shame, that then necessity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will call discreet proceeding." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	For, you trow, nuncle," & @CRLF & _
                "	The hedge-sparrow fed the cuckoo so long," & @CRLF & _
                "	That it's had it head bit off by it young." & @CRLF & _
                "	So, out went the candle, and we were left darkling." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Are you our daughter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Come, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would you would make use of that good wisdom," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereof I know you are fraught; and put away" & @CRLF & _
                "	These dispositions, that of late transform you" & @CRLF & _
                "	From what you rightly are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	May not an ass know when the cart" & @CRLF & _
                "	draws the horse? Whoop, Jug! I love thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Doth any here know me? This is not Lear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth Lear walk thus? speak thus? Where are his eyes?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either his notion weakens, his discernings" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are lethargied--Ha! waking? 'tis not so." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who is it that can tell me who I am?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Lear's shadow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	I would learn that; for, by the" & @CRLF & _
                "	marks of sovereignty, knowledge, and reason," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should be false persuaded I had daughters." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Which they will make an obedient father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Your name, fair gentlewoman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	This admiration, sir, is much o' the savour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of other your new pranks. I do beseech you" & @CRLF & _
                "	To understand my purposes aright:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you are old and reverend, you should be wise." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here do you keep a hundred knights and squires;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Men so disorder'd, so debosh'd and bold," & @CRLF & _
                "	That this our court, infected with their manners," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shows like a riotous inn: epicurism and lust" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make it more like a tavern or a brothel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than a graced palace. The shame itself doth speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	For instant remedy: be then desired" & @CRLF & _
                "	By her, that else will take the thing she begs," & @CRLF & _
                "	A little to disquantity your train;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the remainder, that shall still depend," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be such men as may besort your age," & @CRLF & _
                "	And know themselves and you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Darkness and devils!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Saddle my horses; call my train together:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Degenerate bastard! I'll not trouble thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet have I left a daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	You strike my people; and your disorder'd rabble" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make servants of their betters." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ALBANY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Woe, that too late repents,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To ALBANY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		        O, sir, are you come?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is it your will? Speak, sir. Prepare my horses." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ingratitude, thou marble-hearted fiend," & @CRLF & _
                "	More hideous when thou show'st thee in a child" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than the sea-monster!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Pray, sir, be patient." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	[To GONERIL]  Detested kite! thou liest." & @CRLF & _
                "	My train are men of choice and rarest parts," & @CRLF & _
                "	That all particulars of duty know," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the most exact regard support" & @CRLF & _
                "	The worships of their name. O most small fault," & @CRLF & _
                "	How ugly didst thou in Cordelia show!" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, like an engine, wrench'd my frame of nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	From the fix'd place; drew from heart all love," & @CRLF & _
                "	And added to the gall. O Lear, Lear, Lear!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beat at this gate, that let thy folly in," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Striking his head]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thy dear judgment out! Go, go, my people." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	My lord, I am guiltless, as I am ignorant" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what hath moved you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	It may be so, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear, nature, hear; dear goddess, hear!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Suspend thy purpose, if thou didst intend" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make this creature fruitful!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into her womb convey sterility!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dry up in her the organs of increase;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And from her derogate body never spring" & @CRLF & _
                "	A babe to honour her! If she must teem," & @CRLF & _
                "	Create her child of spleen; that it may live," & @CRLF & _
                "	And be a thwart disnatured torment to her!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let it stamp wrinkles in her brow of youth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With cadent tears fret channels in her cheeks;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn all her mother's pains and benefits" & @CRLF & _
                "	To laughter and contempt; that she may feel" & @CRLF & _
                "	How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have a thankless child! Away, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Now, gods that we adore, whereof comes this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Never afflict yourself to know the cause;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But let his disposition have that scope" & @CRLF & _
                "	That dotage gives it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter KING LEAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	What, fifty of my followers at a clap!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within a fortnight!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	What's the matter, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	I'll tell thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To GONERIL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Life and death! I am ashamed" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou hast power to shake my manhood thus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That these hot tears, which break from me perforce," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should make thee worth them. Blasts and fogs upon thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The untented woundings of a father's curse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pierce every sense about thee! Old fond eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Beweep this cause again, I'll pluck ye out," & @CRLF & _
                "	And cast you, with the waters that you lose," & @CRLF & _
                "	To temper clay. Yea, it is come to this?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let is be so: yet have I left a daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, I am sure, is kind and comfortable:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When she shall hear this of thee, with her nails" & @CRLF & _
                "	She'll flay thy wolvish visage. Thou shalt find" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I'll resume the shape which thou dost think" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have cast off for ever: thou shalt," & @CRLF & _
                "	I warrant thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt KING LEAR, KENT, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Do you mark that, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	I cannot be so partial, Goneril," & @CRLF & _
                "	To the great love I bear you,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Pray you, content. What, Oswald, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To the Fool]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You, sir, more knave than fool, after your master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Nuncle Lear, nuncle Lear, tarry and take the fool" & @CRLF & _
                "	with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	A fox, when one has caught her," & @CRLF & _
                "	And such a daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should sure to the slaughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	If my cap would buy a halter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So the fool follows after." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	This man hath had good counsel:--a hundred knights!" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis politic and safe to let him keep" & @CRLF & _
                "	At point a hundred knights: yes, that, on every dream," & @CRLF & _
                "	Each buzz, each fancy, each complaint, dislike," & @CRLF & _
                "	He may enguard his dotage with their powers," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hold our lives in mercy. Oswald, I say!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Well, you may fear too far." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Safer than trust too far:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me still take away the harms I fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not fear still to be taken: I know his heart." & @CRLF & _
                "	What he hath utter'd I have writ my sister" & @CRLF & _
                "	If she sustain him and his hundred knights" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I have show'd the unfitness,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter OSWALD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		                  How now, Oswald!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, have you writ that letter to my sister?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	Yes, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Take you some company, and away to horse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Inform her full of my particular fear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thereto add such reasons of your own" & @CRLF & _
                "	As may compact it more. Get you gone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hasten your return." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit OSWALD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		  No, no, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	This milky gentleness and course of yours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though I condemn not, yet, under pardon," & @CRLF & _
                "	You are much more attask'd for want of wisdom" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than praised for harmful mildness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	How far your eyes may pierce I can not tell:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Striving to better, oft we mar what's well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Nay, then--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Well, well; the event." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Court before the same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING LEAR, KENT, and Fool]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Go you before to Gloucester with these letters." & @CRLF & _
                "	Acquaint my daughter no further with any thing you" & @CRLF & _
                "	know than comes from her demand out of the letter." & @CRLF & _
                "	If your diligence be not speedy, I shall be there afore you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	I will not sleep, my lord, till I have delivered" & @CRLF & _
                "	your letter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	If a man's brains were in's heels, were't not in" & @CRLF & _
                "	danger of kibes?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Ay, boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Then, I prithee, be merry; thy wit shall ne'er go" & @CRLF & _
                "	slip-shod." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Ha, ha, ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Shalt see thy other daughter will use thee kindly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for though she's as like this as a crab's like an" & @CRLF & _
                "	apple, yet I can tell what I can tell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Why, what canst thou tell, my boy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	She will taste as like this as a crab does to a" & @CRLF & _
                "	crab. Thou canst tell why one's nose stands i'" & @CRLF & _
                "	the middle on's face?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Why, to keep one's eyes of either side's nose; that" & @CRLF & _
                "	what a man cannot smell out, he may spy into." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	I did her wrong--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Canst tell how an oyster makes his shell?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Nor I neither; but I can tell why a snail has a house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Why?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Why, to put his head in; not to give it away to his" & @CRLF & _
                "	daughters, and leave his horns without a case." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	I will forget my nature. So kind a father! Be my" & @CRLF & _
                "	horses ready?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Thy asses are gone about 'em. The reason why the" & @CRLF & _
                "	seven stars are no more than seven is a pretty reason." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Because they are not eight?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Yes, indeed: thou wouldst make a good fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	To take 't again perforce! Monster ingratitude!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	If thou wert my fool, nuncle, I'ld have thee beaten" & @CRLF & _
                "	for being old before thy time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	How's that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Thou shouldst not have been old till thou hadst" & @CRLF & _
                "	been wise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	O, let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep me in temper: I would not be mad!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Gentleman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now! are the horses ready?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Ready, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Come, boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	She that's a maid now, and laughs at my departure," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall not be a maid long, unless things be cut shorter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	GLOUCESTER's castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EDMUND, and CURAN meets him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Save thee, Curan." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURAN	And you, sir. I have been with your father, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	given him notice that the Duke of Cornwall and Regan" & @CRLF & _
                "	his duchess will be here with him this night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	How comes that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURAN	Nay, I know not. You have heard of the news abroad;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean the whispered ones, for they are yet but" & @CRLF & _
                "	ear-kissing arguments?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Not I	pray you, what are they?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURAN	Have you heard of no likely wars toward, 'twixt the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dukes of Cornwall and Albany?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Not a word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURAN	You may do, then, in time. Fare you well, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	The duke be here to-night? The better! best!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This weaves itself perforce into my business." & @CRLF & _
                "	My father hath set guard to take my brother;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I have one thing, of a queasy question," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I must act: briefness and fortune, work!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brother, a word; descend: brother, I say!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EDGAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father watches: O sir, fly this place;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Intelligence is given where you are hid;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have now the good advantage of the night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have you not spoken 'gainst the Duke of Cornwall?" & @CRLF & _
                "	He's coming hither: now, i' the night, i' the haste," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Regan with him: have you nothing said" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon his party 'gainst the Duke of Albany?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Advise yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	                  I am sure on't, not a word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	I hear my father coming: pardon me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In cunning I must draw my sword upon you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Draw; seem to defend yourself; now quit you well." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yield: come before my father. Light, ho, here!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fly, brother. Torches, torches! So, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit EDGAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some blood drawn on me would beget opinion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Wounds his arm]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my more fierce endeavour: I have seen drunkards" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do more than this in sport. Father, father!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stop, stop! No help?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER, and Servants with torches]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Now, Edmund, where's the villain?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Here stood he in the dark, his sharp sword out," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mumbling of wicked charms, conjuring the moon" & @CRLF & _
                "	To stand auspicious mistress,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	But where is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Look, sir, I bleed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Where is the villain, Edmund?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Fled this way, sir. When by no means he could--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Pursue him, ho! Go after." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt some Servants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		     By no means what?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Persuade me to the murder of your lordship;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that I told him, the revenging gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Gainst parricides did all their thunders bend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Spoke, with how manifold and strong a bond" & @CRLF & _
                "	The child was bound to the father; sir, in fine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seeing how loathly opposite I stood" & @CRLF & _
                "	To his unnatural purpose, in fell motion," & @CRLF & _
                "	With his prepared sword, he charges home" & @CRLF & _
                "	My unprovided body, lanced mine arm:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when he saw my best alarum'd spirits," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bold in the quarrel's right, roused to the encounter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or whether gasted by the noise I made," & @CRLF & _
                "	Full suddenly he fled." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Let him fly far:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not in this land shall he remain uncaught;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And found--dispatch. The noble duke my master," & @CRLF & _
                "	My worthy arch and patron, comes to-night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By his authority I will proclaim it," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he which finds him shall deserve our thanks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bringing the murderous coward to the stake;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He that conceals him, death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	When I dissuaded him from his intent," & @CRLF & _
                "	And found him pight to do it, with curst speech" & @CRLF & _
                "	I threaten'd to discover him: he replied," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Thou unpossessing bastard! dost thou think," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I would stand against thee, would the reposal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of any trust, virtue, or worth in thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make thy words faith'd? No: what I should deny,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As this I would: ay, though thou didst produce" & @CRLF & _
                "	My very character,--I'ld turn it all" & @CRLF & _
                "	To thy suggestion, plot, and damned practise:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou must make a dullard of the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	If they not thought the profits of my death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were very pregnant and potential spurs" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make thee seek it.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Strong and fasten'd villain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would he deny his letter? I never got him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Tucket within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark, the duke's trumpets! I know not why he comes." & @CRLF & _
                "	All ports I'll bar; the villain shall not 'scape;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The duke must grant me that: besides, his picture" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will send far and near, that all the kingdom" & @CRLF & _
                "	May have the due note of him; and of my land," & @CRLF & _
                "	Loyal and natural boy, I'll work the means" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make thee capable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CORNWALL, REGAN, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	How now, my noble friend! since I came hither," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I can call but now, I have heard strange news." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	If it be true, all vengeance comes too short" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which can pursue the offender. How dost, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	O, madam, my old heart is crack'd, it's crack'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	What, did my father's godson seek your life?" & @CRLF & _
                "	He whom my father named? your Edgar?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	O, lady, lady, shame would have it hid!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Was he not companion with the riotous knights" & @CRLF & _
                "	That tend upon my father?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I know not, madam: 'tis too bad, too bad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Yes, madam, he was of that consort." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	No marvel, then, though he were ill affected:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis they have put him on the old man's death," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have the expense and waste of his revenues." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have this present evening from my sister" & @CRLF & _
                "	Been well inform'd of them; and with such cautions," & @CRLF & _
                "	That if they come to sojourn at my house," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll not be there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Nor I, assure thee, Regan." & @CRLF & _
                "	Edmund, I hear that you have shown your father" & @CRLF & _
                "	A child-like office." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	'Twas my duty, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	He did bewray his practise; and received" & @CRLF & _
                "	This hurt you see, striving to apprehend him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Is he pursued?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	                  Ay, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	If he be taken, he shall never more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be fear'd of doing harm: make your own purpose," & @CRLF & _
                "	How in my strength you please. For you, Edmund," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose virtue and obedience doth this instant" & @CRLF & _
                "	So much commend itself, you shall be ours:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Natures of such deep trust we shall much need;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You we first seize on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	I shall serve you, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Truly, however else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	For him I thank your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	You know not why we came to visit you,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Thus out of season, threading dark-eyed night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Occasions, noble Gloucester, of some poise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein we must have use of your advice:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our father he hath writ, so hath our sister," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of differences, which I least thought it fit" & @CRLF & _
                "	To answer from our home; the several messengers" & @CRLF & _
                "	From hence attend dispatch. Our good old friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lay comforts to your bosom; and bestow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your needful counsel to our business," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which craves the instant use." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I serve you, madam:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your graces are right welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Before Gloucester's castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KENT and OSWALD, severally]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	Good dawning to thee, friend: art of this house?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Ay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	Where may we set our horses?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	I' the mire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	Prithee, if thou lovest me, tell me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	I love thee not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	Why, then, I care not for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	If I had thee in Lipsbury pinfold, I would make thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	care for me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	Why dost thou use me thus? I know thee not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Fellow, I know thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	What dost thou know me for?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	A knave; a rascal; an eater of broken meats; a" & @CRLF & _
                "	base, proud, shallow, beggarly, three-suited," & @CRLF & _
                "	hundred-pound, filthy, worsted-stocking knave; a" & @CRLF & _
                "	lily-livered, action-taking knave, a whoreson," & @CRLF & _
                "	glass-gazing, super-serviceable finical rogue;" & @CRLF & _
                "	one-trunk-inheriting slave; one that wouldst be a" & @CRLF & _
                "	bawd, in way of good service, and art nothing but" & @CRLF & _
                "	the composition of a knave, beggar, coward, pandar," & @CRLF & _
                "	and the son and heir of a mongrel bitch: one whom I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will beat into clamorous whining, if thou deniest" & @CRLF & _
                "	the least syllable of thy addition." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	Why, what a monstrous fellow art thou, thus to rail" & @CRLF & _
                "	on one that is neither known of thee nor knows thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	What a brazen-faced varlet art thou, to deny thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	knowest me! Is it two days ago since I tripped up" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy heels, and beat thee before the king? Draw, you" & @CRLF & _
                "	rogue: for, though it be night, yet the moon" & @CRLF & _
                "	shines; I'll make a sop o' the moonshine of you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	draw, you whoreson cullionly barber-monger, draw." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drawing his sword]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	Away! I have nothing to do with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Draw, you rascal: you come with letters against the" & @CRLF & _
                "	king; and take vanity the puppet's part against the" & @CRLF & _
                "	royalty of her father: draw, you rogue, or I'll so" & @CRLF & _
                "	carbonado your shanks: draw, you rascal; come your ways." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	Help, ho! murder! help!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Strike, you slave; stand, rogue, stand; you neat" & @CRLF & _
                "	slave, strike." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Beating him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	Help, ho! murder! murder!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EDMUND, with his rapier drawn, CORNWALL," & @CRLF & _
                "	REGAN, GLOUCESTER, and Servants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	How now! What's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	With you, goodman boy, an you please: come, I'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	flesh ye; come on, young master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Weapons! arms! What 's the matter here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Keep peace, upon your lives:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He dies that strikes again. What is the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	The messengers from our sister and the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	What is your difference? speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	I am scarce in breath, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	No marvel, you have so bestirred your valour. You" & @CRLF & _
                "	cowardly rascal, nature disclaims in thee: a" & @CRLF & _
                "	tailor made thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Thou art a strange fellow: a tailor make a man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Ay, a tailor, sir: a stone-cutter or painter could" & @CRLF & _
                "	not have made him so ill, though he had been but two" & @CRLF & _
                "	hours at the trade." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Speak yet, how grew your quarrel?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	This ancient ruffian, sir, whose life I have spared" & @CRLF & _
                "	at suit of his gray beard,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Thou whoreson zed! thou unnecessary letter! My" & @CRLF & _
                "	lord, if you will give me leave, I will tread this" & @CRLF & _
                "	unbolted villain into mortar, and daub the wall of" & @CRLF & _
                "	a jakes with him. Spare my gray beard, you wagtail?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Peace, sirrah!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You beastly knave, know you no reverence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Yes, sir; but anger hath a privilege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Why art thou angry?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	That such a slave as this should wear a sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who wears no honesty. Such smiling rogues as these," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like rats, oft bite the holy cords a-twain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which are too intrinse t' unloose; smooth every passion" & @CRLF & _
                "	That in the natures of their lords rebel;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring oil to fire, snow to their colder moods;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Renege, affirm, and turn their halcyon beaks" & @CRLF & _
                "	With every gale and vary of their masters," & @CRLF & _
                "	Knowing nought, like dogs, but following." & @CRLF & _
                "	A plague upon your epileptic visage!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Smile you my speeches, as I were a fool?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Goose, if I had you upon Sarum plain," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'ld drive ye cackling home to Camelot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Why, art thou mad, old fellow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	How fell you out? say that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	No contraries hold more antipathy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than I and such a knave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Why dost thou call him a knave?  What's his offence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	His countenance likes me not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	No more, perchance, does mine, nor his, nor hers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Sir, 'tis my occupation to be plain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have seen better faces in my time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than stands on any shoulder that I see" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before me at this instant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	This is some fellow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, having been praised for bluntness, doth affect" & @CRLF & _
                "	A saucy roughness, and constrains the garb" & @CRLF & _
                "	Quite from his nature: he cannot flatter, he," & @CRLF & _
                "	An honest mind and plain, he must speak truth!" & @CRLF & _
                "	An they will take it, so; if not, he's plain." & @CRLF & _
                "	These kind of knaves I know, which in this plainness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Harbour more craft and more corrupter ends" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than twenty silly ducking observants" & @CRLF & _
                "	That stretch their duties nicely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Sir, in good sooth, in sincere verity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the allowance of your great aspect," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose influence, like the wreath of radiant fire" & @CRLF & _
                "	On flickering Phoebus' front,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	What mean'st by this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	To go out of my dialect, which you" & @CRLF & _
                "	discommend so much. I know, sir, I am no" & @CRLF & _
                "	flatterer: he that beguiled you in a plain" & @CRLF & _
                "	accent was a plain knave; which for my part" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not be, though I should win your displeasure" & @CRLF & _
                "	to entreat me to 't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	What was the offence you gave him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	I never gave him any:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It pleased the king his master very late" & @CRLF & _
                "	To strike at me, upon his misconstruction;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When he, conjunct and flattering his displeasure," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tripp'd me behind; being down, insulted, rail'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And put upon him such a deal of man," & @CRLF & _
                "	That worthied him, got praises of the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	For him attempting who was self-subdued;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in the fleshment of this dread exploit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Drew on me here again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	None of these rogues and cowards" & @CRLF & _
                "	But Ajax is their fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Fetch forth the stocks!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You stubborn ancient knave, you reverend braggart," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll teach you--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	                  Sir, I am too old to learn:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call not your stocks for me: I serve the king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	On whose employment I was sent to you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall do small respect, show too bold malice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the grace and person of my master," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stocking his messenger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Fetch forth the stocks! As I have life and honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	There shall he sit till noon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Till noon! till night, my lord; and all night too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Why, madam, if I were your father's dog," & @CRLF & _
                "	You should not use me so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Sir, being his knave, I will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	This is a fellow of the self-same colour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our sister speaks of. Come, bring away the stocks!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Stocks brought out]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Let me beseech your grace not to do so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His fault is much, and the good king his master" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will cheque him for 't: your purposed low correction" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is such as basest and contemned'st wretches" & @CRLF & _
                "	For pilferings and most common trespasses" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are punish'd with: the king must take it ill," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he's so slightly valued in his messenger," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should have him thus restrain'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	I'll answer that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	My sister may receive it much more worse," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have her gentleman abused, assaulted," & @CRLF & _
                "	For following her affairs. Put in his legs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[KENT is put in the stocks]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, my good lord, away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER and KENT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I am sorry for thee, friend; 'tis the duke's pleasure," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose disposition, all the world well knows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will not be rubb'd nor stopp'd: I'll entreat for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Pray, do not, sir: I have watched and travell'd hard;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some time I shall sleep out, the rest I'll whistle." & @CRLF & _
                "	A good man's fortune may grow out at heels:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give you good morrow!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	The duke's to blame in this; 'twill be ill taken." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Good king, that must approve the common saw," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou out of heaven's benediction comest" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the warm sun!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Approach, thou beacon to this under globe," & @CRLF & _
                "	That by thy comfortable beams I may" & @CRLF & _
                "	Peruse this letter! Nothing almost sees miracles" & @CRLF & _
                "	But misery: I know 'tis from Cordelia," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who hath most fortunately been inform'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my obscured course; and shall find time" & @CRLF & _
                "	From this enormous state, seeking to give" & @CRLF & _
                "	Losses their remedies. All weary and o'erwatch'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Take vantage, heavy eyes, not to behold" & @CRLF & _
                "	This shameful lodging." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fortune, good night: smile once more: turn thy wheel!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sleeps]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A wood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EDGAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	I heard myself proclaim'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by the happy hollow of a tree" & @CRLF & _
                "	Escaped the hunt. No port is free; no place," & @CRLF & _
                "	That guard, and most unusual vigilance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Does not attend my taking. Whiles I may 'scape," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will preserve myself: and am bethought" & @CRLF & _
                "	To take the basest and most poorest shape" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever penury, in contempt of man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Brought near to beast: my face I'll grime with filth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blanket my loins: elf all my hair in knots;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with presented nakedness out-face" & @CRLF & _
                "	The winds and persecutions of the sky." & @CRLF & _
                "	The country gives me proof and precedent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Bedlam beggars, who, with roaring voices," & @CRLF & _
                "	Strike in their numb'd and mortified bare arms" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pins, wooden pricks, nails, sprigs of rosemary;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with this horrible object, from low farms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor pelting villages, sheep-cotes, and mills," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sometime with lunatic bans, sometime with prayers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Enforce their charity. Poor Turlygod! poor Tom!" & @CRLF & _
                "	That's something yet: Edgar I nothing am." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Before GLOUCESTER's castle. KENT in the stocks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING LEAR, Fool, and Gentleman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	'Tis strange that they should so depart from home," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not send back my messenger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	As I learn'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	The night before there was no purpose in them" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this remove." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	                  Hail to thee, noble master!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makest thou this shame thy pastime?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	No, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Ha, ha! he wears cruel garters. Horses are tied" & @CRLF & _
                "	by the heads, dogs and bears by the neck, monkeys by" & @CRLF & _
                "	the loins, and men by the legs: when a man's" & @CRLF & _
                "	over-lusty at legs, then he wears wooden" & @CRLF & _
                "	nether-stocks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	What's he that hath so much thy place mistook" & @CRLF & _
                "	To set thee here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	                  It is both he and she;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your son and daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Yes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	No, I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	I say, yea." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	No, no, they would not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Yes, they have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	By Jupiter, I swear, no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	By Juno, I swear, ay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	They durst not do 't;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They could not, would not do 't; 'tis worse than murder," & @CRLF & _
                "	To do upon respect such violent outrage:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Resolve me, with all modest haste, which way" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou mightst deserve, or they impose, this usage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Coming from us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	                  My lord, when at their home" & @CRLF & _
                "	I did commend your highness' letters to them," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere I was risen from the place that show'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	My duty kneeling, came there a reeking post," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stew'd in his haste, half breathless, panting forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	From Goneril his mistress salutations;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deliver'd letters, spite of intermission," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which presently they read: on whose contents," & @CRLF & _
                "	They summon'd up their meiny, straight took horse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commanded me to follow, and attend" & @CRLF & _
                "	The leisure of their answer; gave me cold looks:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And meeting here the other messenger," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose welcome, I perceived, had poison'd mine,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Being the very fellow that of late" & @CRLF & _
                "	Display'd so saucily against your highness,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Having more man than wit about me, drew:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He raised the house with loud and coward cries." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your son and daughter found this trespass worth" & @CRLF & _
                "	The shame which here it suffers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Winter's not gone yet, if the wild-geese fly that way." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fathers that wear rags" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do make their children blind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But fathers that bear bags" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall see their children kind." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fortune, that arrant whore," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ne'er turns the key to the poor." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, for all this, thou shalt have as many dolours" & @CRLF & _
                "	for thy daughters as thou canst tell in a year." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	O, how this mother swells up toward my heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hysterica passio, down, thou climbing sorrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy element's below! Where is this daughter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	With the earl, sir, here within." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Follow me not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stay here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Made you no more offence but what you speak of?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	None." & @CRLF & _
                "	How chance the king comes with so small a train?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	And thou hadst been set i' the stocks for that" & @CRLF & _
                "	question, thou hadst well deserved it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Why, fool?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	We'll set thee to school to an ant, to teach thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	there's no labouring i' the winter. All that follow" & @CRLF & _
                "	their noses are led by their eyes but blind men; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	there's not a nose among twenty but can smell him" & @CRLF & _
                "	that's stinking. Let go thy hold when a great wheel" & @CRLF & _
                "	runs down a hill, lest it break thy neck with" & @CRLF & _
                "	following it: but the great one that goes up the" & @CRLF & _
                "	hill, let him draw thee after. When a wise man" & @CRLF & _
                "	gives thee better counsel, give me mine again: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	would have none but knaves follow it, since a fool gives it." & @CRLF & _
                "	That sir which serves and seeks for gain," & @CRLF & _
                "	And follows but for form," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will pack when it begins to rain," & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave thee in the storm," & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will tarry; the fool will stay," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let the wise man fly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The knave turns fool that runs away;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fool no knave, perdy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Where learned you this, fool?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Not i' the stocks, fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter KING LEAR with GLOUCESTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Deny to speak with me? They are sick? they are weary?" & @CRLF & _
                "	They have travell'd all the night? Mere fetches;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The images of revolt and flying off." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fetch me a better answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	My dear lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	You know the fiery quality of the duke;" & @CRLF & _
                "	How unremoveable and fix'd he is" & @CRLF & _
                "	In his own course." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Vengeance! plague! death! confusion!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fiery? what quality? Why, Gloucester, Gloucester," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'ld speak with the Duke of Cornwall and his wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Well, my good lord, I have inform'd them so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Inform'd them! Dost thou understand me, man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Ay, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	The king would speak with Cornwall; the dear father" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would with his daughter speak, commands her service:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are they inform'd of this? My breath and blood!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fiery? the fiery duke? Tell the hot duke that--" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, but not yet: may be he is not well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Infirmity doth still neglect all office" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereto our health is bound; we are not ourselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	When nature, being oppress'd, commands the mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	To suffer with the body: I'll forbear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And am fall'n out with my more headier will," & @CRLF & _
                "	To take the indisposed and sickly fit" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the sound man. Death on my state! wherefore" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Looking on KENT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should he sit here? This act persuades me" & @CRLF & _
                "	That this remotion of the duke and her" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is practise only. Give me my servant forth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go tell the duke and 's wife I'ld speak with them," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, presently: bid them come forth and hear me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or at their chamber-door I'll beat the drum" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till it cry sleep to death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I would have all well betwixt you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	O me, my heart, my rising heart! but, down!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Cry to it, nuncle, as the cockney did to the eels" & @CRLF & _
                "	when she put 'em i' the paste alive; she knapped 'em" & @CRLF & _
                "	o' the coxcombs with a stick, and cried 'Down," & @CRLF & _
                "	wantons, down!' 'Twas her brother that, in pure" & @CRLF & _
                "	kindness to his horse, buttered his hay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CORNWALL, REGAN, GLOUCESTER, and Servants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Good morrow to you both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Hail to your grace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[KENT is set at liberty]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	I am glad to see your highness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Regan, I think you are; I know what reason" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have to think so: if thou shouldst not be glad," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would divorce me from thy mother's tomb," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sepulchring an adultress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To KENT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		    O, are you free?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some other time for that. Beloved Regan," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy sister's naught: O Regan, she hath tied" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sharp-tooth'd unkindness, like a vulture, here:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Points to his heart]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I can scarce speak to thee; thou'lt not believe" & @CRLF & _
                "	With how depraved a quality--O Regan!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	I pray you, sir, take patience: I have hope." & @CRLF & _
                "	You less know how to value her desert" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than she to scant her duty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Say, how is that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	I cannot think my sister in the least" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would fail her obligation: if, sir, perchance" & @CRLF & _
                "	She have restrain'd the riots of your followers," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis on such ground, and to such wholesome end," & @CRLF & _
                "	As clears her from all blame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	My curses on her!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	                  O, sir, you are old." & @CRLF & _
                "	Nature in you stands on the very verge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of her confine: you should be ruled and led" & @CRLF & _
                "	By some discretion, that discerns your state" & @CRLF & _
                "	Better than you yourself. Therefore, I pray you," & @CRLF & _
                "	That to our sister you do make return;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say you have wrong'd her, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Ask her forgiveness?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you but mark how this becomes the house:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Dear daughter, I confess that I am old;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kneeling]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Age is unnecessary: on my knees I beg" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you'll vouchsafe me raiment, bed, and food.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Good sir, no more; these are unsightly tricks:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Return you to my sister." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	[Rising]  Never, Regan:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She hath abated me of half my train;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look'd black upon me; struck me with her tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most serpent-like, upon the very heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All the stored vengeances of heaven fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	On her ingrateful top! Strike her young bones," & @CRLF & _
                "	You taking airs, with lameness!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Fie, sir, fie!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	You nimble lightnings, dart your blinding flames" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into her scornful eyes! Infect her beauty," & @CRLF & _
                "	You fen-suck'd fogs, drawn by the powerful sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	To fall and blast her pride!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	O the blest gods! so will you wish on me," & @CRLF & _
                "	When the rash mood is on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	No, Regan, thou shalt never have my curse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy tender-hefted nature shall not give" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thee o'er to harshness: her eyes are fierce; but thine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do comfort and not burn. 'Tis not in thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	To grudge my pleasures, to cut off my train," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bandy hasty words, to scant my sizes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in conclusion to oppose the bolt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against my coming in: thou better know'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	The offices of nature, bond of childhood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Effects of courtesy, dues of gratitude;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy half o' the kingdom hast thou not forgot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein I thee endow'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Good sir, to the purpose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Who put my man i' the stocks?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Tucket within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	What trumpet's that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	I know't, my sister's: this approves her letter," & @CRLF & _
                "	That she would soon be here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OSWALD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		       Is your lady come?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	This is a slave, whose easy-borrow'd pride" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dwells in the fickle grace of her he follows." & @CRLF & _
                "	Out, varlet, from my sight!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	What means your grace?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Who stock'd my servant? Regan, I have good hope" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou didst not know on't. Who comes here? O heavens," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GONERIL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you do love old men, if your sweet sway" & @CRLF & _
                "	Allow obedience, if yourselves are old," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make it your cause; send down, and take my part!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To GONERIL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Art not ashamed to look upon this beard?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O Regan, wilt thou take her by the hand?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Why not by the hand, sir? How have I offended?" & @CRLF & _
                "	All's not offence that indiscretion finds" & @CRLF & _
                "	And dotage terms so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	O sides, you are too tough;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you yet hold? How came my man i' the stocks?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	I set him there, sir: but his own disorders" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deserved much less advancement." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	You! did you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	I pray you, father, being weak, seem so." & @CRLF & _
                "	If, till the expiration of your month," & @CRLF & _
                "	You will return and sojourn with my sister," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dismissing half your train, come then to me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am now from home, and out of that provision" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which shall be needful for your entertainment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Return to her, and fifty men dismiss'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, rather I abjure all roofs, and choose" & @CRLF & _
                "	To wage against the enmity o' the air;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be a comrade with the wolf and owl,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Necessity's sharp pinch! Return with her?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, the hot-blooded France, that dowerless took" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our youngest born, I could as well be brought" & @CRLF & _
                "	To knee his throne, and, squire-like; pension beg" & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep base life afoot. Return with her?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Persuade me rather to be slave and sumpter" & @CRLF & _
                "	To this detested groom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Pointing at OSWALD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	At your choice, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	I prithee, daughter, do not make me mad:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not trouble thee, my child; farewell:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll no more meet, no more see one another:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet thou art my flesh, my blood, my daughter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or rather a disease that's in my flesh," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I must needs call mine: thou art a boil," & @CRLF & _
                "	A plague-sore, an embossed carbuncle," & @CRLF & _
                "	In my corrupted blood. But I'll not chide thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let shame come when it will, I do not call it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do not bid the thunder-bearer shoot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor tell tales of thee to high-judging Jove:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mend when thou canst; be better at thy leisure:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I can be patient; I can stay with Regan," & @CRLF & _
                "	I and my hundred knights." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Not altogether so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I look'd not for you yet, nor am provided" & @CRLF & _
                "	For your fit welcome. Give ear, sir, to my sister;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For those that mingle reason with your passion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must be content to think you old, and so--" & @CRLF & _
                "	But she knows what she does." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Is this well spoken?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	I dare avouch it, sir: what, fifty followers?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is it not well? What should you need of more?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, or so many, sith that both charge and danger" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak 'gainst so great a number? How, in one house," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should many people, under two commands," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold amity? 'Tis hard; almost impossible." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Why might not you, my lord, receive attendance" & @CRLF & _
                "	From those that she calls servants or from mine?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Why not, my lord? If then they chanced to slack you," & @CRLF & _
                "	We could control them. If you will come to me,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For now I spy a danger,--I entreat you" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bring but five and twenty: to no more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will I give place or notice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	I gave you all--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	                  And in good time you gave it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Made you my guardians, my depositaries;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But kept a reservation to be follow'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With such a number. What, must I come to you" & @CRLF & _
                "	With five and twenty, Regan? said you so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	And speak't again, my lord; no more with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Those wicked creatures yet do look well-favour'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	When others are more wicked: not being the worst" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stands in some rank of praise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To GONERIL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		         I'll go with thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy fifty yet doth double five and twenty," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou art twice her love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Hear me, my lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	What need you five and twenty, ten, or five," & @CRLF & _
                "	To follow in a house where twice so many" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have a command to tend you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	What need one?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	O, reason not the need: our basest beggars" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are in the poorest thing superfluous:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Allow not nature more than nature needs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Man's life's as cheap as beast's: thou art a lady;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If only to go warm were gorgeous," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which scarcely keeps thee warm. But, for true need,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	You heavens, give me that patience, patience I need!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You see me here, you gods, a poor old man," & @CRLF & _
                "	As full of grief as age; wretched in both!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If it be you that stir these daughters' hearts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against their father, fool me not so much" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bear it tamely; touch me with noble anger," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let not women's weapons, water-drops," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stain my man's cheeks! No, you unnatural hags," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will have such revenges on you both," & @CRLF & _
                "	That all the world shall--I will do such things,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	What they are, yet I know not: but they shall be" & @CRLF & _
                "	The terrors of the earth. You think I'll weep" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, I'll not weep:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have full cause of weeping; but this heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or ere I'll weep. O fool, I shall go mad!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt KING LEAR, GLOUCESTER, KENT, and Fool]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Storm and tempest]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Let us withdraw; 'twill be a storm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	This house is little: the old man and his people" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot be well bestow'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	'Tis his own blame; hath put himself from rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	And must needs taste his folly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	For his particular, I'll receive him gladly," & @CRLF & _
                "	But not one follower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	So am I purposed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is my lord of Gloucester?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Follow'd the old man forth: he is return'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter GLOUCESTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	The king is in high rage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Whither is he going?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	He calls to horse; but will I know not whither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	'Tis best to give him way; he leads himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	My lord, entreat him by no means to stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Alack, the night comes on, and the bleak winds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do sorely ruffle; for many miles about" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's scarce a bush." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	O, sir, to wilful men," & @CRLF & _
                "	The injuries that they themselves procure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must be their schoolmasters. Shut up your doors:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is attended with a desperate train;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what they may incense him to, being apt" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have his ear abused, wisdom bids fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Shut up your doors, my lord; 'tis a wild night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My Regan counsels well; come out o' the storm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A heath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Storm still. Enter KENT and a Gentleman, meeting]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Who's there, besides foul weather?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	One minded like the weather, most unquietly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	I know you. Where's the king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Contending with the fretful element:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bids the winds blow the earth into the sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or swell the curled water 'bove the main," & @CRLF & _
                "	That things might change or cease; tears his white hair," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which the impetuous blasts, with eyeless rage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Catch in their fury, and make nothing of;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strives in his little world of man to out-scorn" & @CRLF & _
                "	The to-and-fro-conflicting wind and rain." & @CRLF & _
                "	This night, wherein the cub-drawn bear would couch," & @CRLF & _
                "	The lion and the belly-pinched wolf" & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep their fur dry, unbonneted he runs," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bids what will take all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	But who is with him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	None but the fool; who labours to out-jest" & @CRLF & _
                "	His heart-struck injuries." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Sir, I do know you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And dare, upon the warrant of my note," & @CRLF & _
                "	Commend a dear thing to you. There is division," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although as yet the face of it be cover'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With mutual cunning, 'twixt Albany and Cornwall;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who have--as who have not, that their great stars" & @CRLF & _
                "	Throned and set high?--servants, who seem no less," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which are to France the spies and speculations" & @CRLF & _
                "	Intelligent of our state; what hath been seen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Either in snuffs and packings of the dukes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or the hard rein which both of them have borne" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the old kind king; or something deeper," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereof perchance these are but furnishings;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, true it is, from France there comes a power" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into this scatter'd kingdom; who already," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wise in our negligence, have secret feet" & @CRLF & _
                "	In some of our best ports, and are at point" & @CRLF & _
                "	To show their open banner. Now to you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If on my credit you dare build so far" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make your speed to Dover, you shall find" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some that will thank you, making just report" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of how unnatural and bemadding sorrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king hath cause to plain." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am a gentleman of blood and breeding;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, from some knowledge and assurance, offer" & @CRLF & _
                "	This office to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	I will talk further with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	No, do not." & @CRLF & _
                "	For confirmation that I am much more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than my out-wall, open this purse, and take" & @CRLF & _
                "	What it contains. If you shall see Cordelia,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As fear not but you shall,--show her this ring;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And she will tell you who your fellow is" & @CRLF & _
                "	That yet you do not know. Fie on this storm!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will go seek the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Give me your hand: have you no more to say?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Few words, but, to effect, more than all yet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, when we have found the king,--in which your pain" & @CRLF & _
                "	That way, I'll this,--he that first lights on him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Holla the other." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt severally]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Another part of the heath. Storm still." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING LEAR and Fool]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! rage! blow!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till you have drench'd our steeples, drown'd the cocks!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You sulphurous and thought-executing fires," & @CRLF & _
                "	Vaunt-couriers to oak-cleaving thunderbolts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Singe my white head! And thou, all-shaking thunder," & @CRLF & _
                "	Smite flat the thick rotundity o' the world!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Crack nature's moulds, an germens spill at once," & @CRLF & _
                "	That make ingrateful man!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	O nuncle, court holy-water in a dry" & @CRLF & _
                "	house is better than this rain-water out o' door." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good nuncle, in, and ask thy daughters' blessing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	here's a night pities neither wise man nor fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! spout, rain!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children," & @CRLF & _
                "	You owe me no subscription: then let fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your horrible pleasure: here I stand, your slave," & @CRLF & _
                "	A poor, infirm, weak, and despised old man:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet I call you servile ministers," & @CRLF & _
                "	That have with two pernicious daughters join'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your high engender'd battles 'gainst a head" & @CRLF & _
                "	So old and white as this. O! O! 'tis foul!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	He that has a house to put's head in has a good" & @CRLF & _
                "	head-piece." & @CRLF & _
                "	The cod-piece that will house" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before the head has any," & @CRLF & _
                "	The head and he shall louse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So beggars marry many." & @CRLF & _
                "	The man that makes his toe" & @CRLF & _
                "	What he his heart should make" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall of a corn cry woe," & @CRLF & _
                "	And turn his sleep to wake." & @CRLF & _
                "	For there was never yet fair woman but she made" & @CRLF & _
                "	mouths in a glass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	No, I will be the pattern of all patience;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will say nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KENT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Who's there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Marry, here's grace and a cod-piece; that's a wise" & @CRLF & _
                "	man and a fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Alas, sir, are you here? things that love night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Love not such nights as these; the wrathful skies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gallow the very wanderers of the dark," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make them keep their caves: since I was man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such sheets of fire, such bursts of horrid thunder," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such groans of roaring wind and rain, I never" & @CRLF & _
                "	Remember to have heard: man's nature cannot carry" & @CRLF & _
                "	The affliction nor the fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Let the great gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	That keep this dreadful pother o'er our heads," & @CRLF & _
                "	Find out their enemies now. Tremble, thou wretch," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hast within thee undivulged crimes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unwhipp'd of justice: hide thee, thou bloody hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou perjured, and thou simular man of virtue" & @CRLF & _
                "	That art incestuous: caitiff, to pieces shake," & @CRLF & _
                "	That under covert and convenient seeming" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast practised on man's life: close pent-up guilts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rive your concealing continents, and cry" & @CRLF & _
                "	These dreadful summoners grace. I am a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	More sinn'd against than sinning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Alack, bare-headed!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gracious my lord, hard by here is a hovel;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some friendship will it lend you 'gainst the tempest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Repose you there; while I to this hard house--" & @CRLF & _
                "	More harder than the stones whereof 'tis raised;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which even but now, demanding after you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Denied me to come in--return, and force" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their scanted courtesy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	My wits begin to turn." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come on, my boy: how dost, my boy? art cold?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am cold myself. Where is this straw, my fellow?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The art of our necessities is strange," & @CRLF & _
                "	That can make vile things precious. Come," & @CRLF & _
                "	your hovel." & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor fool and knave, I have one part in my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	That's sorry yet for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	[Singing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	He that has and a little tiny wit--" & @CRLF & _
                "	With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must make content with his fortunes fit," & @CRLF & _
                "	For the rain it raineth every day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	True, my good boy. Come, bring us to this hovel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt KING LEAR and KENT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	This is a brave night to cool a courtezan." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll speak a prophecy ere I go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When priests are more in word than matter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When brewers mar their malt with water;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When nobles are their tailors' tutors;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No heretics burn'd, but wenches' suitors;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When every case in law is right;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No squire in debt, nor no poor knight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When slanders do not live in tongues;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor cutpurses come not to throngs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When usurers tell their gold i' the field;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bawds and whores do churches build;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then shall the realm of Albion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come to great confusion:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then comes the time, who lives to see't," & @CRLF & _
                "	That going shall be used with feet." & @CRLF & _
                "	This prophecy Merlin shall make; for I live before his time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Gloucester's castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER and EDMUND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Alack, alack, Edmund, I like not this unnatural" & @CRLF & _
                "	dealing. When I desire their leave that I might" & @CRLF & _
                "	pity him, they took from me the use of mine own" & @CRLF & _
                "	house; charged me, on pain of their perpetual" & @CRLF & _
                "	displeasure, neither to speak of him, entreat for" & @CRLF & _
                "	him, nor any way sustain him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Most savage and unnatural!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Go to; say you nothing. There's a division betwixt" & @CRLF & _
                "	the dukes; and a worse matter than that: I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	received a letter this night; 'tis dangerous to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	spoken; I have locked the letter in my closet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	these injuries the king now bears will be revenged" & @CRLF & _
                "	home; there's part of a power already footed: we" & @CRLF & _
                "	must incline to the king. I will seek him, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	privily relieve him: go you and maintain talk with" & @CRLF & _
                "	the duke, that my charity be not of him perceived:" & @CRLF & _
                "	if he ask for me. I am ill, and gone to bed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Though I die for it, as no less is threatened me," & @CRLF & _
                "	the king my old master must be relieved. There is" & @CRLF & _
                "	some strange thing toward, Edmund; pray you, be careful." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	This courtesy, forbid thee, shall the duke" & @CRLF & _
                "	Instantly know; and of that letter too:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This seems a fair deserving, and must draw me" & @CRLF & _
                "	That which my father loses; no less than all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The younger rises when the old doth fall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	The heath. Before a hovel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING LEAR, KENT, and Fool]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Here is the place, my lord; good my lord, enter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The tyranny of the open night's too rough" & @CRLF & _
                "	For nature to endure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Storm still]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Let me alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Good my lord, enter here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Wilt break my heart?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	I had rather break mine own. Good my lord, enter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Thou think'st 'tis much that this contentious storm" & @CRLF & _
                "	Invades us to the skin: so 'tis to thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But where the greater malady is fix'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	The lesser is scarce felt. Thou'ldst shun a bear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if thy flight lay toward the raging sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou'ldst meet the bear i' the mouth. When the" & @CRLF & _
                "	mind's free," & @CRLF & _
                "	The body's delicate: the tempest in my mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth from my senses take all feeling else" & @CRLF & _
                "	Save what beats there. Filial ingratitude!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is it not as this mouth should tear this hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	For lifting food to't? But I will punish home:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, I will weep no more. In such a night" & @CRLF & _
                "	To shut me out! Pour on; I will endure." & @CRLF & _
                "	In such a night as this! O Regan, Goneril!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your old kind father, whose frank heart gave all,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, that way madness lies; let me shun that;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No more of that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	                  Good my lord, enter here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Prithee, go in thyself: seek thine own ease:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This tempest will not give me leave to ponder" & @CRLF & _
                "	On things would hurt me more. But I'll go in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To the Fool]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	In, boy; go first. You houseless poverty,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, get thee in. I'll pray, and then I'll sleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Fool goes in]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor naked wretches, whereso'er you are," & @CRLF & _
                "	That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm," & @CRLF & _
                "	How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you" & @CRLF & _
                "	From seasons such as these? O, I have ta'en" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too little care of this! Take physic, pomp;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou mayst shake the superflux to them," & @CRLF & _
                "	And show the heavens more just." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	[Within]  Fathom and half, fathom and half! Poor Tom!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Fool runs out from the hovel]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Come not in here, nuncle, here's a spirit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Help me, help me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Give me thy hand. Who's there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	A spirit, a spirit: he says his name's poor Tom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	What art thou that dost grumble there i' the straw?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come forth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EDGAR disguised as a mad man]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Away! the foul fiend follows me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Through the sharp hawthorn blows the cold wind." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hum! go to thy cold bed, and warm thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Hast thou given all to thy two daughters?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And art thou come to this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Who gives any thing to poor Tom? whom the foul" & @CRLF & _
                "	fiend hath led through fire and through flame, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	through ford and whirlipool e'er bog and quagmire;" & @CRLF & _
                "	that hath laid knives under his pillow, and halters" & @CRLF & _
                "	in his pew; set ratsbane by his porridge; made film" & @CRLF & _
                "	proud of heart, to ride on a bay trotting-horse over" & @CRLF & _
                "	four-inched bridges, to course his own shadow for a" & @CRLF & _
                "	traitor. Bless thy five wits! Tom's a-cold,--O, do" & @CRLF & _
                "	de, do de, do de. Bless thee from whirlwinds," & @CRLF & _
                "	star-blasting, and taking! Do poor Tom some" & @CRLF & _
                "	charity, whom the foul fiend vexes: there could I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have him now,--and there,--and there again, and there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Storm still]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	What, have his daughters brought him to this pass?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Couldst thou save nothing? Didst thou give them all?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Nay, he reserved a blanket, else we had been all shamed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Now, all the plagues that in the pendulous air" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hang fated o'er men's faults light on thy daughters!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	He hath no daughters, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Death, traitor! nothing could have subdued nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	To such a lowness but his unkind daughters." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is it the fashion, that discarded fathers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should have thus little mercy on their flesh?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Judicious punishment! 'twas this flesh begot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those pelican daughters." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Pillicock sat on Pillicock-hill:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Halloo, halloo, loo, loo!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	This cold night will turn us all to fools and madmen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Take heed o' the foul fiend: obey thy parents;" & @CRLF & _
                "	keep thy word justly; swear not; commit not with" & @CRLF & _
                "	man's sworn spouse; set not thy sweet heart on proud" & @CRLF & _
                "	array. Tom's a-cold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	What hast thou been?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	A serving-man, proud in heart and mind; that curled" & @CRLF & _
                "	my hair; wore gloves in my cap; served the lust of" & @CRLF & _
                "	my mistress' heart, and did the act of darkness with" & @CRLF & _
                "	her; swore as many oaths as I spake words, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	broke them in the sweet face of heaven: one that" & @CRLF & _
                "	slept in the contriving of lust, and waked to do it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	wine loved I deeply, dice dearly: and in woman" & @CRLF & _
                "	out-paramoured the Turk: false of heart, light of" & @CRLF & _
                "	ear, bloody of hand; hog in sloth, fox in stealth," & @CRLF & _
                "	wolf in greediness, dog in madness, lion in prey." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let not the creaking of shoes nor the rustling of" & @CRLF & _
                "	silks betray thy poor heart to woman: keep thy foot" & @CRLF & _
                "	out of brothels, thy hand out of plackets, thy pen" & @CRLF & _
                "	from lenders' books, and defy the foul fiend." & @CRLF & _
                "	Still through the hawthorn blows the cold wind:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Says suum, mun, ha, no, nonny." & @CRLF & _
                "	Dolphin my boy, my boy, sessa! let him trot by." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Storm still]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Why, thou wert better in thy grave than to answer" & @CRLF & _
                "	with thy uncovered body this extremity of the skies." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is man no more than this? Consider him well. Thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	owest the worm no silk, the beast no hide, the sheep" & @CRLF & _
                "	no wool, the cat no perfume. Ha! here's three on" & @CRLF & _
                "	's are sophisticated! Thou art the thing itself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	unaccommodated man is no more but such a poor bare," & @CRLF & _
                "	forked animal as thou art. Off, off, you lendings!" & @CRLF & _
                "	come unbutton here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Tearing off his clothes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Prithee, nuncle, be contented; 'tis a naughty night" & @CRLF & _
                "	to swim in. Now a little fire in a wild field were" & @CRLF & _
                "	like an old lecher's heart; a small spark, all the" & @CRLF & _
                "	rest on's body cold. Look, here comes a walking fire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER, with a torch]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	This is the foul fiend Flibbertigibbet: he begins" & @CRLF & _
                "	at curfew, and walks till the first cock; he gives" & @CRLF & _
                "	the web and the pin, squints the eye, and makes the" & @CRLF & _
                "	hare-lip; mildews the white wheat, and hurts the" & @CRLF & _
                "	poor creature of earth." & @CRLF & _
                "	S. Withold footed thrice the old;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He met the night-mare, and her nine-fold;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid her alight," & @CRLF & _
                "	And her troth plight," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, aroint thee, witch, aroint thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	How fares your grace?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	What's he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Who's there? What is't you seek?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	What are you there? Your names?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Poor Tom; that eats the swimming frog, the toad," & @CRLF & _
                "	the tadpole, the wall-newt and the water; that in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the fury of his heart, when the foul fiend rages," & @CRLF & _
                "	eats cow-dung for sallets; swallows the old rat and" & @CRLF & _
                "	the ditch-dog; drinks the green mantle of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	standing pool; who is whipped from tithing to" & @CRLF & _
                "	tithing, and stock- punished, and imprisoned; who" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath had three suits to his back, six shirts to his" & @CRLF & _
                "	body, horse to ride, and weapon to wear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But mice and rats, and such small deer," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have been Tom's food for seven long year." & @CRLF & _
                "	Beware my follower. Peace, Smulkin; peace, thou fiend!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	What, hath your grace no better company?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	The prince of darkness is a gentleman:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Modo he's call'd, and Mahu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Our flesh and blood is grown so vile, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	That it doth hate what gets it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Poor Tom's a-cold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Go in with me: my duty cannot suffer" & @CRLF & _
                "	To obey in all your daughters' hard commands:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though their injunction be to bar my doors," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let this tyrannous night take hold upon you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet have I ventured to come seek you out," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring you where both fire and food is ready." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	First let me talk with this philosopher." & @CRLF & _
                "	What is the cause of thunder?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Good my lord, take his offer; go into the house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	I'll talk a word with this same learned Theban." & @CRLF & _
                "	What is your study?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	How to prevent the fiend, and to kill vermin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Let me ask you one word in private." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Importune him once more to go, my lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His wits begin to unsettle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Canst thou blame him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Storm still]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	His daughters seek his death: ah, that good Kent!" & @CRLF & _
                "	He said it would be thus, poor banish'd man!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou say'st the king grows mad; I'll tell thee, friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am almost mad myself: I had a son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now outlaw'd from my blood; he sought my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	But lately, very late: I loved him, friend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No father his son dearer: truth to tell thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	The grief hath crazed my wits. What a night's this!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do beseech your grace,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	O, cry your mercy, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "	Noble philosopher, your company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Tom's a-cold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	In, fellow, there, into the hovel: keep thee warm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Come let's in all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	                  This way, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	With him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will keep still with my philosopher." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Good my lord, soothe him; let him take the fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Take him you on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Sirrah, come on; go along with us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Come, good Athenian." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	No words, no words: hush." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	      Child Rowland to the dark tower came," & @CRLF & _
                "	His word was still,--Fie, foh, and fum," & @CRLF & _
                "	I smell the blood of a British man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Gloucester's castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CORNWALL and EDMUND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	I will have my revenge ere I depart his house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	How, my lord, I may be censured, that nature thus" & @CRLF & _
                "	gives way to loyalty, something fears me to think" & @CRLF & _
                "	of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	I now perceive, it was not altogether your" & @CRLF & _
                "	brother's evil disposition made him seek his death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	but a provoking merit, set a-work by a reprovable" & @CRLF & _
                "	badness in himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	How malicious is my fortune, that I must repent to" & @CRLF & _
                "	be just! This is the letter he spoke of, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	approves him an intelligent party to the advantages" & @CRLF & _
                "	of France: O heavens! that this treason were not," & @CRLF & _
                "	or not I the detector!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	o with me to the duchess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	If the matter of this paper be certain, you have" & @CRLF & _
                "	mighty business in hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	True or false, it hath made thee earl of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gloucester. Seek out where thy father is, that he" & @CRLF & _
                "	may be ready for our apprehension." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	[Aside]  If I find him comforting the king, it will" & @CRLF & _
                "	stuff his suspicion more fully.--I will persevere in" & @CRLF & _
                "	my course of loyalty, though the conflict be sore" & @CRLF & _
                "	between that and my blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	I will lay trust upon thee; and thou shalt find a" & @CRLF & _
                "	dearer father in my love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	A chamber in a farmhouse adjoining the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER, KING LEAR, KENT, Fool, and EDGAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Here is better than the open air; take it" & @CRLF & _
                "	thankfully. I will piece out the comfort with what" & @CRLF & _
                "	addition I can: I will not be long from you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	All the power of his wits have given way to his" & @CRLF & _
                "	impatience: the gods reward your kindness!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit GLOUCESTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Frateretto calls me; and tells me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nero is an angler in the lake of darkness." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray, innocent, and beware the foul fiend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Prithee, nuncle, tell me whether a madman be a" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentleman or a yeoman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	A king, a king!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	No, he's a yeoman that has a gentleman to his son;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for he's a mad yeoman that sees his son a gentleman" & @CRLF & _
                "	before him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	To have a thousand with red burning spits" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come hissing in upon 'em,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	The foul fiend bites my back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	He's mad that trusts in the tameness of a wolf, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	horse's health, a boy's love, or a whore's oath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	It shall be done; I will arraign them straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To EDGAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, sit thou here, most learned justicer;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To the Fool]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou, sapient sir, sit here. Now, you she foxes!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	   Look, where he stands and glares!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wantest thou eyes at trial, madam?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come o'er the bourn, Bessy, to me,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	   Her boat hath a leak," & @CRLF & _
                "	And she must not speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why she dares not come over to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	The foul fiend haunts poor Tom in the voice of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	nightingale. Hopdance cries in Tom's belly for two" & @CRLF & _
                "	white herring. Croak not, black angel; I have no" & @CRLF & _
                "	food for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	How do you, sir? Stand you not so amazed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you lie down and rest upon the cushions?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	I'll see their trial first. Bring in the evidence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To EDGAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou robed man of justice, take thy place;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To the Fool]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou, his yoke-fellow of equity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bench by his side:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To KENT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	you are o' the commission," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sit you too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Let us deal justly." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sleepest or wakest thou, jolly shepherd?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy sheep be in the corn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for one blast of thy minikin mouth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy sheep shall take no harm." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pur! the cat is gray." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Arraign her first; 'tis Goneril. I here take my" & @CRLF & _
                "	oath before this honourable assembly, she kicked the" & @CRLF & _
                "	poor king her father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Come hither, mistress. Is your name Goneril?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	She cannot deny it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Cry you mercy, I took you for a joint-stool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	And here's another, whose warp'd looks proclaim" & @CRLF & _
                "	What store her heart is made on. Stop her there!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Arms, arms, sword, fire! Corruption in the place!" & @CRLF & _
                "	False justicer, why hast thou let her 'scape?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Bless thy five wits!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	O pity! Sir, where is the patience now," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou so oft have boasted to retain?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	[Aside]  My tears begin to take his part so much," & @CRLF & _
                "	They'll mar my counterfeiting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	The little dogs and all, Tray, Blanch, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet-heart, see, they bark at me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Tom will throw his head at them. Avaunt, you curs!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be thy mouth or black or white," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tooth that poisons if it bite;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mastiff, grey-hound, mongrel grim," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hound or spaniel, brach or lym," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or bobtail tike or trundle-tail," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tom will make them weep and wail:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, with throwing thus my head," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dogs leap the hatch, and all are fled." & @CRLF & _
                "	Do de, de, de. Sessa! Come, march to wakes and" & @CRLF & _
                "	fairs and market-towns. Poor Tom, thy horn is dry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Then let them anatomize Regan; see what breeds" & @CRLF & _
                "	about her heart. Is there any cause in nature that" & @CRLF & _
                "	makes these hard hearts?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To EDGAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You, sir, I entertain for one of my hundred; only I" & @CRLF & _
                "	do not like the fashion of your garments: you will" & @CRLF & _
                "	say they are Persian attire: but let them be changed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Now, good my lord, lie here and rest awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Make no noise, make no noise; draw the curtains:" & @CRLF & _
                "	so, so, so. We'll go to supper i' he morning. So, so, so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	And I'll go to bed at noon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter GLOUCESTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Come hither, friend: where is the king my master?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Here, sir; but trouble him not, his wits are gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Good friend, I prithee, take him in thy arms;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have o'erheard a plot of death upon him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a litter ready; lay him in 't," & @CRLF & _
                "	And drive towards Dover, friend, where thou shalt meet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both welcome and protection. Take up thy master:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou shouldst dally half an hour, his life," & @CRLF & _
                "	With thine, and all that offer to defend him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand in assured loss: take up, take up;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And follow me, that will to some provision" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give thee quick conduct." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Oppressed nature sleeps:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This rest might yet have balm'd thy broken senses," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, if convenience will not allow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand in hard cure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To the Fool]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, help to bear thy master;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou must not stay behind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Come, come, away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but EDGAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	When we our betters see bearing our woes," & @CRLF & _
                "	We scarcely think our miseries our foes." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who alone suffers suffers most i' the mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Leaving free things and happy shows behind:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But then the mind much sufferance doth o'er skip," & @CRLF & _
                "	When grief hath mates, and bearing fellowship." & @CRLF & _
                "	How light and portable my pain seems now," & @CRLF & _
                "	When that which makes me bend makes the king bow," & @CRLF & _
                "	He childed as I father'd! Tom, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark the high noises; and thyself bewray," & @CRLF & _
                "	When false opinion, whose wrong thought defiles thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	In thy just proof, repeals and reconciles thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	What will hap more to-night, safe 'scape the king!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lurk, lurk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VII	Gloucester's castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CORNWALL, REGAN, GONERIL, EDMUND, and Servants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Post speedily to my lord your husband; show him" & @CRLF & _
                "	this letter: the army of France is landed. Seek" & @CRLF & _
                "	out the villain Gloucester." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt some of the Servants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Hang him instantly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Pluck out his eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Leave him to my displeasure. Edmund, keep you our" & @CRLF & _
                "	sister company: the revenges we are bound to take" & @CRLF & _
                "	upon your traitorous father are not fit for your" & @CRLF & _
                "	beholding. Advise the duke, where you are going, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	a most festinate preparation: we are bound to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	like. Our posts shall be swift and intelligent" & @CRLF & _
                "	betwixt us. Farewell, dear sister: farewell, my" & @CRLF & _
                "	lord of Gloucester." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OSWALD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now! where's the king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	My lord of Gloucester hath convey'd him hence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some five or six and thirty of his knights," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hot questrists after him, met him at gate;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, with some other of the lords dependants," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are gone with him towards Dover; where they boast" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have well-armed friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Get horses for your mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Farewell, sweet lord, and sister." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Edmund, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt GONERIL, EDMUND, and OSWALD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go seek the traitor Gloucester," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pinion him like a thief, bring him before us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt other Servants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though well we may not pass upon his life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without the form of justice, yet our power" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall do a courtesy to our wrath, which men" & @CRLF & _
                "	May blame, but not control. Who's there? the traitor?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER, brought in by two or three]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Ingrateful fox! 'tis he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Bind fast his corky arms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	What mean your graces? Good my friends, consider" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are my guests: do me no foul play, friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Bind him, I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Servants bind him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	                  Hard, hard. O filthy traitor!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Unmerciful lady as you are, I'm none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	To this chair bind him. Villain, thou shalt find--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[REGAN plucks his beard]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	By the kind gods, 'tis most ignobly done" & @CRLF & _
                "	To pluck me by the beard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	So white, and such a traitor!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Naughty lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	These hairs, which thou dost ravish from my chin," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will quicken, and accuse thee: I am your host:" & @CRLF & _
                "	With robbers' hands my hospitable favours" & @CRLF & _
                "	You should not ruffle thus. What will you do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Come, sir, what letters had you late from France?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Be simple answerer, for we know the truth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	And what confederacy have you with the traitors" & @CRLF & _
                "	Late footed in the kingdom?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	To whose hands have you sent the lunatic king? Speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I have a letter guessingly set down," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which came from one that's of a neutral heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not from one opposed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Cunning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	And false." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Where hast thou sent the king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	To Dover." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Wherefore to Dover? Wast thou not charged at peril--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Wherefore to Dover? Let him first answer that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I am tied to the stake, and I must stand the course." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Wherefore to Dover, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Because I would not see thy cruel nails" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pluck out his poor old eyes; nor thy fierce sister" & @CRLF & _
                "	In his anointed flesh stick boarish fangs." & @CRLF & _
                "	The sea, with such a storm as his bare head" & @CRLF & _
                "	In hell-black night endured, would have buoy'd up," & @CRLF & _
                "	And quench'd the stelled fires:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, poor old heart, he holp the heavens to rain." & @CRLF & _
                "	If wolves had at thy gate howl'd that stern time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shouldst have said 'Good porter, turn the key,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	All cruels else subscribed: but I shall see" & @CRLF & _
                "	The winged vengeance overtake such children." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	See't shalt thou never. Fellows, hold the chair." & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon these eyes of thine I'll set my foot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	He that will think to live till he be old," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me some help! O cruel! O you gods!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	One side will mock another; the other too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	If you see vengeance,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	Hold your hand, my lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have served you ever since I was a child;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But better service have I never done you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than now to bid you hold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	How now, you dog!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	If you did wear a beard upon your chin," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'd shake it on this quarrel. What do you mean?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	My villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They draw and fight]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	Nay, then, come on, and take the chance of anger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Give me thy sword. A peasant stand up thus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Takes a sword, and runs at him behind]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	O, I am slain! My lord, you have one eye left" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see some mischief on him. O!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	Lest it see more, prevent it. Out, vile jelly!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is thy lustre now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	All dark and comfortless. Where's my son Edmund?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Edmund, enkindle all the sparks of nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	To quit this horrid act." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Out, treacherous villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou call'st on him that hates thee: it was he" & @CRLF & _
                "	That made the overture of thy treasons to us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who is too good to pity thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	O my follies! then Edgar was abused." & @CRLF & _
                "	Kind gods, forgive me that, and prosper him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Go thrust him out at gates, and let him smell" & @CRLF & _
                "	His way to Dover." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit one with GLOUCESTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How is't, my lord? how look you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORNWALL	I have received a hurt: follow me, lady." & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn out that eyeless villain; throw this slave" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the dunghill. Regan, I bleed apace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Untimely comes this hurt: give me your arm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit CORNWALL, led by REGAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servant	I'll never care what wickedness I do," & @CRLF & _
                "	If this man come to good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servant	If she live long," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the end meet the old course of death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Women will all turn monsters." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servant	Let's follow the old earl, and get the Bedlam" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lead him where he would: his roguish madness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Allows itself to any thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servant	Go thou: I'll fetch some flax and whites of eggs" & @CRLF & _
                "	To apply to his bleeding face. Now, heaven help him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt severally]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The heath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EDGAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Yet better thus, and known to be contemn'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than still contemn'd and flatter'd. To be worst," & @CRLF & _
                "	The lowest and most dejected thing of fortune," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stands still in esperance, lives not in fear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lamentable change is from the best;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The worst returns to laughter. Welcome, then," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou unsubstantial air that I embrace!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The wretch that thou hast blown unto the worst" & @CRLF & _
                "	Owes nothing to thy blasts. But who comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER, led by an Old Man]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father, poorly led? World, world, O world!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that thy strange mutations make us hate thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lie would not yield to age." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Man	O, my good lord, I have been your tenant, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	your father's tenant, these fourscore years." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Away, get thee away; good friend, be gone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy comforts can do me no good at all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thee they may hurt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Man	Alack, sir, you cannot see your way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I have no way, and therefore want no eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I stumbled when I saw: full oft 'tis seen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our means secure us, and our mere defects" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prove our commodities. O dear son Edgar," & @CRLF & _
                "	The food of thy abused father's wrath!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might I but live to see thee in my touch," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'ld say I had eyes again!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Man	How now! Who's there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	[Aside]  O gods! Who is't can say 'I am at" & @CRLF & _
                "	the worst'?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am worse than e'er I was." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Man	'Tis poor mad Tom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	[Aside]  And worse I may be yet: the worst is not" & @CRLF & _
                "	So long as we can say  'This is the worst.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Man	Fellow, where goest?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Is it a beggar-man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Man	Madman and beggar too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	He has some reason, else he could not beg." & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the last night's storm I such a fellow saw;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which made me think a man a worm: my son" & @CRLF & _
                "	Came then into my mind; and yet my mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was then scarce friends with him: I have heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	more since." & @CRLF & _
                "	As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods." & @CRLF & _
                "	They kill us for their sport." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	[Aside]	How should this be?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bad is the trade that must play fool to sorrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Angering itself and others.--Bless thee, master!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Is that the naked fellow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Man	Ay, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Then, prithee, get thee gone: if, for my sake," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wilt o'ertake us, hence a mile or twain," & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the way toward Dover, do it for ancient love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring some covering for this naked soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who I'll entreat to lead me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Man	Alack, sir, he is mad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	'Tis the times' plague, when madmen lead the blind." & @CRLF & _
                "	Do as I bid thee, or rather do thy pleasure;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Above the rest, be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Man	I'll bring him the best 'parel that I have," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come on't what will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Sirrah, naked fellow,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Poor Tom's a-cold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot daub it further." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Come hither, fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	[Aside]  And yet I must.--Bless thy sweet eyes, they bleed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Know'st thou the way to Dover?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Both stile and gate, horse-way and foot-path. Poor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tom hath been scared out of his good wits: bless" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee, good man's son, from the foul fiend! five" & @CRLF & _
                "	fiends have been in poor Tom at once; of lust, as" & @CRLF & _
                "	Obidicut; Hobbididence, prince of dumbness; Mahu, of" & @CRLF & _
                "	stealing; Modo, of murder; Flibbertigibbet, of" & @CRLF & _
                "	mopping and mowing, who since possesses chambermaids" & @CRLF & _
                "	and waiting-women. So, bless thee, master!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Here, take this purse, thou whom the heavens' plagues" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have humbled to all strokes: that I am wretched" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes thee the happier: heavens, deal so still!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let the superfluous and lust-dieted man," & @CRLF & _
                "	That slaves your ordinance, that will not see" & @CRLF & _
                "	Because he doth not feel, feel your power quickly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So distribution should undo excess," & @CRLF & _
                "	And each man have enough. Dost thou know Dover?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Ay, master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	There is a cliff, whose high and bending head" & @CRLF & _
                "	Looks fearfully in the confined deep:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring me but to the very brim of it," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I'll repair the misery thou dost bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	With something rich about me: from that place" & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall no leading need." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Give me thy arm:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor Tom shall lead thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Before ALBANY's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GONERIL and EDMUND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Welcome, my lord: I marvel our mild husband" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not met us on the way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OSWALD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		 Now, where's your master'?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	Madam, within; but never man so changed." & @CRLF & _
                "	I told him of the army that was landed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He smiled at it: I told him you were coming:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His answer was 'The worse:' of Gloucester's treachery," & @CRLF & _
                "	And of the loyal service of his son," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I inform'd him, then he call'd me sot," & @CRLF & _
                "	And told me I had turn'd the wrong side out:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What most he should dislike seems pleasant to him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	What like, offensive." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	[To EDMUND]  Then shall you go no further." & @CRLF & _
                "	It is the cowish terror of his spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	That dares not undertake: he'll not feel wrongs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which tie him to an answer. Our wishes on the way" & @CRLF & _
                "	May prove effects. Back, Edmund, to my brother;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hasten his musters and conduct his powers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must change arms at home, and give the distaff" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into my husband's hands. This trusty servant" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall pass between us: ere long you are like to hear," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you dare venture in your own behalf," & @CRLF & _
                "	A mistress's command. Wear this; spare speech;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Giving a favour]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Decline your head: this kiss, if it durst speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would stretch thy spirits up into the air:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Conceive, and fare thee well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Yours in the ranks of death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	My most dear Gloucester!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit EDMUND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, the difference of man and man!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To thee a woman's services are due:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My fool usurps my body." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	Madam, here comes my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ALBANY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	I have been worth the whistle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	O Goneril!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are not worth the dust which the rude wind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blows in your face. I fear your disposition:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That nature, which contemns its origin," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot be border'd certain in itself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She that herself will sliver and disbranch" & @CRLF & _
                "	From her material sap, perforce must wither" & @CRLF & _
                "	And come to deadly use." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	No more; the text is foolish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Wisdom and goodness to the vile seem vile:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Filths savour but themselves. What have you done?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tigers, not daughters, what have you perform'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "	A father, and a gracious aged man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose reverence even the head-lugg'd bear would lick," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most barbarous, most degenerate! have you madded." & @CRLF & _
                "	Could my good brother suffer you to do it?" & @CRLF & _
                "	A man, a prince, by him so benefited!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If that the heavens do not their visible spirits" & @CRLF & _
                "	Send quickly down to tame these vile offences," & @CRLF & _
                "	It will come," & @CRLF & _
                "	Humanity must perforce prey on itself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like monsters of the deep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Milk-liver'd man!" & @CRLF & _
                "	That bear'st a cheek for blows, a head for wrongs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who hast not in thy brows an eye discerning" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thine honour from thy suffering; that not know'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fools do those villains pity who are punish'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere they have done their mischief. Where's thy drum?" & @CRLF & _
                "	France spreads his banners in our noiseless land;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With plumed helm thy slayer begins threats;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles thou, a moral fool, sit'st still, and criest" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Alack, why does he so?'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	See thyself, devil!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proper deformity seems not in the fiend" & @CRLF & _
                "	So horrid as in woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	O vain fool!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Thou changed and self-cover'd thing, for shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be-monster not thy feature. Were't my fitness" & @CRLF & _
                "	To let these hands obey my blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	They are apt enough to dislocate and tear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy flesh and bones: howe'er thou art a fiend," & @CRLF & _
                "	A woman's shape doth shield thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Marry, your manhood now--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	What news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	O, my good lord, the Duke of Cornwall's dead:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Slain by his servant, going to put out" & @CRLF & _
                "	The other eye of Gloucester." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Gloucester's eye!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	A servant that he bred, thrill'd with remorse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Opposed against the act, bending his sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	To his great master; who, thereat enraged," & @CRLF & _
                "	Flew on him, and amongst them fell'd him dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But not without that harmful stroke, which since" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath pluck'd him after." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	This shows you are above," & @CRLF & _
                "	You justicers, that these our nether crimes" & @CRLF & _
                "	So speedily can venge! But, O poor Gloucester!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lost he his other eye?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Both, both, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "	This letter, madam, craves a speedy answer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis from your sister." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	[Aside]              One way I like this well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But being widow, and my Gloucester with her," & @CRLF & _
                "	May all the building in my fancy pluck" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my hateful life: another way," & @CRLF & _
                "	The news is not so tart.--I'll read, and answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Where was his son when they did take his eyes?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Come with my lady hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	He is not here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	No, my good lord; I met him back again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Knows he the wickedness?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Ay, my good lord; 'twas he inform'd against him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And quit the house on purpose, that their punishment" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might have the freer course." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Gloucester, I live" & @CRLF & _
                "	To thank thee for the love thou show'dst the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to revenge thine eyes. Come hither, friend:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me what more thou know'st." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The French camp near Dover." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KENT and a Gentleman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Why the King of France is so suddenly gone back" & @CRLF & _
                "	know you the reason?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Something he left imperfect in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	state, which since his coming forth is thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	of; which imports to the kingdom so much" & @CRLF & _
                "	fear and danger, that his personal return was" & @CRLF & _
                "	most required and necessary." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Who hath he left behind him general?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	The Marshal of France, Monsieur La Far." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Did your letters pierce the queen to any" & @CRLF & _
                "	demonstration of grief?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Ay, sir; she took them, read them in my presence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now and then an ample tear trill'd down" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her delicate cheek: it seem'd she was a queen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Over her passion; who, most rebel-like," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sought to be king o'er her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	O, then it moved her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Not to a rage: patience and sorrow strove" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who should express her goodliest. You have seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sunshine and rain at once: her smiles and tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were like a better way: those happy smilets," & @CRLF & _
                "	That play'd on her ripe lip, seem'd not to know" & @CRLF & _
                "	What guests were in her eyes; which parted thence," & @CRLF & _
                "	As pearls from diamonds dropp'd. In brief," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sorrow would be a rarity most beloved," & @CRLF & _
                "	If all could so become it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Made she no verbal question?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	'Faith, once or twice she heaved the name of 'father'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pantingly forth, as if it press'd her heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cried 'Sisters! sisters! Shame of ladies! sisters!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Kent! father! sisters! What, i' the storm? i' the night?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let pity not be believed!' There she shook" & @CRLF & _
                "	The holy water from her heavenly eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And clamour moisten'd: then away she started" & @CRLF & _
                "	To deal with grief alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	It is the stars," & @CRLF & _
                "	The stars above us, govern our conditions;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Else one self mate and mate could not beget" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such different issues. You spoke not with her since?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Was this before the king return'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	No, since." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Well, sir, the poor distressed Lear's i' the town;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who sometime, in his better tune, remembers" & @CRLF & _
                "	What we are come about, and by no means" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will yield to see his daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Why, good sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	A sovereign shame so elbows him: his own unkindness," & @CRLF & _
                "	That stripp'd her from his benediction, turn'd her" & @CRLF & _
                "	To foreign casualties, gave her dear rights" & @CRLF & _
                "	To his dog-hearted daughters, these things sting" & @CRLF & _
                "	His mind so venomously, that burning shame" & @CRLF & _
                "	Detains him from Cordelia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Alack, poor gentleman!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Of Albany's and Cornwall's powers you heard not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	'Tis so, they are afoot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Well, sir, I'll bring you to our master Lear," & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave you to attend him: some dear cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will in concealment wrap me up awhile;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I am known aright, you shall not grieve" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lending me this acquaintance. I pray you, go" & @CRLF & _
                "	Along with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	The same. A tent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, with drum and colours, CORDELIA, Doctor, and Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	Alack, 'tis he: why, he was met even now" & @CRLF & _
                "	As mad as the vex'd sea; singing aloud;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Crown'd with rank fumiter and furrow-weeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	With bur-docks, hemlock, nettles, cuckoo-flowers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Darnel, and all the idle weeds that grow" & @CRLF & _
                "	In our sustaining corn. A century send forth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Search every acre in the high-grown field," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring him to our eye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit an Officer]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		    What can man's wisdom" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the restoring his bereaved sense?" & @CRLF & _
                "	He that helps him take all my outward worth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	There is means, madam:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our foster-nurse of nature is repose," & @CRLF & _
                "	The which he lacks; that to provoke in him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are many simples operative, whose power" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will close the eye of anguish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	All blest secrets," & @CRLF & _
                "	All you unpublish'd virtues of the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Spring with my tears! be aidant and remediate" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the good man's distress! Seek, seek for him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest his ungovern'd rage dissolve the life" & @CRLF & _
                "	That wants the means to lead it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	News, madam;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The British powers are marching hitherward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	'Tis known before; our preparation stands" & @CRLF & _
                "	In expectation of them. O dear father," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is thy business that I go about;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore great France" & @CRLF & _
                "	My mourning and important tears hath pitied." & @CRLF & _
                "	No blown ambition doth our arms incite," & @CRLF & _
                "	But love, dear love, and our aged father's right:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Soon may I hear and see him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Gloucester's castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter REGAN and OSWALD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	But are my brother's powers set forth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	Ay, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Himself in person there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	Madam, with much ado:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your sister is the better soldier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Lord Edmund spake not with your lord at home?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	No, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	What might import my sister's letter to him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	I know not, lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	'Faith, he is posted hence on serious matter." & @CRLF & _
                "	It was great ignorance, Gloucester's eyes being out," & @CRLF & _
                "	To let him live: where he arrives he moves" & @CRLF & _
                "	All hearts against us: Edmund, I think, is gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	In pity of his misery, to dispatch" & @CRLF & _
                "	His nighted life: moreover, to descry" & @CRLF & _
                "	The strength o' the enemy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	I must needs after him, madam, with my letter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Our troops set forth to-morrow: stay with us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ways are dangerous." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	I may not, madam:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lady charged my duty in this business." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Why should she write to Edmund? Might not you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Transport her purposes by word? Belike," & @CRLF & _
                "	Something--I know not what: I'll love thee much," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me unseal the letter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	Madam, I had rather--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	I know your lady does not love her husband;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am sure of that: and at her late being here" & @CRLF & _
                "	She gave strange oeillades and most speaking looks" & @CRLF & _
                "	To noble Edmund. I know you are of her bosom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	I, madam?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	I speak in understanding; you are; I know't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore I do advise you, take this note:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord is dead; Edmund and I have talk'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And more convenient is he for my hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than for your lady's: you may gather more." & @CRLF & _
                "	If you do find him, pray you, give him this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when your mistress hears thus much from you," & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray, desire her call her wisdom to her." & @CRLF & _
                "	So, fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "	If you do chance to hear of that blind traitor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Preferment falls on him that cuts him off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	Would I could meet him, madam! I should show" & @CRLF & _
                "	What party I do follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Fare thee well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	Fields near Dover." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER, and EDGAR dressed like a peasant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	When shall we come to the top of that same hill?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	You do climb up it now: look, how we labour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Methinks the ground is even." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Horrible steep." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark, do you hear the sea?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	No, truly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Why, then, your other senses grow imperfect" & @CRLF & _
                "	By your eyes' anguish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	So may it be, indeed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks thy voice is alter'd; and thou speak'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	In better phrase and matter than thou didst." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	You're much deceived: in nothing am I changed" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in my garments." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Methinks you're better spoken." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Come on, sir; here's the place: stand still. How fearful" & @CRLF & _
                "	And dizzy 'tis, to cast one's eyes so low!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The crows and choughs that wing the midway air" & @CRLF & _
                "	Show scarce so gross as beetles: half way down" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hangs one that gathers samphire, dreadful trade!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks he seems no bigger than his head:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fishermen, that walk upon the beach," & @CRLF & _
                "	Appear like mice; and yond tall anchoring bark," & @CRLF & _
                "	Diminish'd to her cock; her cock, a buoy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Almost too small for sight: the murmuring surge," & @CRLF & _
                "	That on the unnumber'd idle pebbles chafes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot be heard so high. I'll look no more;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Topple down headlong." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Set me where you stand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Give me your hand: you are now within a foot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the extreme verge: for all beneath the moon" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would I not leap upright." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Let go my hand." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, friend, 's another purse; in it a jewel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well worth a poor man's taking: fairies and gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prosper it with thee! Go thou farther off;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid me farewell, and let me hear thee going." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Now fare you well, good sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	With all my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Why I do trifle thus with his despair" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is done to cure it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Kneeling]  O you mighty gods!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This world I do renounce, and, in your sights," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shake patiently my great affliction off:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I could bear it longer, and not fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	To quarrel with your great opposeless wills," & @CRLF & _
                "	My snuff and loathed part of nature should" & @CRLF & _
                "	Burn itself out. If Edgar live, O, bless him!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, fellow, fare thee well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He falls forward]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Gone, sir: farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet I know not how conceit may rob" & @CRLF & _
                "	The treasury of life, when life itself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yields to the theft: had he been where he thought," & @CRLF & _
                "	By this, had thought been past. Alive or dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ho, you sir! friend! Hear you, sir! speak!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus might he pass indeed: yet he revives." & @CRLF & _
                "	What are you, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	                  Away, and let me die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Hadst thou been aught but gossamer, feathers, air," & @CRLF & _
                "	So many fathom down precipitating," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou'dst shiver'd like an egg: but thou dost breathe;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast heavy substance; bleed'st not; speak'st; art sound." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ten masts at each make not the altitude" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which thou hast perpendicularly fell:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy life's a miracle. Speak yet again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	But have I fall'n, or no?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	From the dread summit of this chalky bourn." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look up a-height; the shrill-gorged lark so far" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot be seen or heard: do but look up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Alack, I have no eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is wretchedness deprived that benefit," & @CRLF & _
                "	To end itself by death? 'Twas yet some comfort," & @CRLF & _
                "	When misery could beguile the tyrant's rage," & @CRLF & _
                "	And frustrate his proud will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Give me your arm:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Up: so. How is 't? Feel you your legs? You stand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Too well, too well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	This is above all strangeness." & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the crown o' the cliff, what thing was that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which parted from you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	A poor unfortunate beggar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	As I stood here below, methought his eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were two full moons; he had a thousand noses," & @CRLF & _
                "	Horns whelk'd and waved like the enridged sea:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It was some fiend; therefore, thou happy father," & @CRLF & _
                "	Think that the clearest gods, who make them honours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of men's impossibilities, have preserved thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I do remember now: henceforth I'll bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Affliction till it do cry out itself" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Enough, enough,' and die. That thing you speak of," & @CRLF & _
                "	I took it for a man; often 'twould say" & @CRLF & _
                "	'The fiend, the fiend:' he led me to that place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Bear free and patient thoughts. But who comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING LEAR, fantastically dressed with wild flowers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The safer sense will ne'er accommodate" & @CRLF & _
                "	His master thus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	No, they cannot touch me for coining; I am the" & @CRLF & _
                "	king himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	O thou side-piercing sight!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Nature's above art in that respect. There's your" & @CRLF & _
                "	press-money. That fellow handles his bow like a" & @CRLF & _
                "	crow-keeper: draw me a clothier's yard. Look," & @CRLF & _
                "	look, a mouse! Peace, peace; this piece of toasted" & @CRLF & _
                "	cheese will do 't. There's my gauntlet; I'll prove" & @CRLF & _
                "	it on a giant. Bring up the brown bills. O, well" & @CRLF & _
                "	flown, bird! i' the clout, i' the clout: hewgh!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give the word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Sweet marjoram." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Pass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I know that voice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Ha! Goneril, with a white beard! They flattered" & @CRLF & _
                "	me like a dog; and told me I had white hairs in my" & @CRLF & _
                "	beard ere the black ones were there. To say 'ay'" & @CRLF & _
                "	and 'no' to every thing that I said!--'Ay' and 'no'" & @CRLF & _
                "	too was no good divinity. When the rain came to" & @CRLF & _
                "	wet me once, and the wind to make me chatter; when" & @CRLF & _
                "	the thunder would not peace at my bidding; there I" & @CRLF & _
                "	found 'em, there I smelt 'em out. Go to, they are" & @CRLF & _
                "	not men o' their words: they told me I was every" & @CRLF & _
                "	thing; 'tis a lie, I am not ague-proof." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	The trick of that voice I do well remember:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is 't not the king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Ay, every inch a king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I do stare, see how the subject quakes." & @CRLF & _
                "	I pardon that man's life. What was thy cause? Adultery?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt not die: die for adultery! No:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The wren goes to 't, and the small gilded fly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Does lecher in my sight." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let copulation thrive; for Gloucester's bastard son" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was kinder to his father than my daughters" & @CRLF & _
                "	Got 'tween the lawful sheets." & @CRLF & _
                "	To 't, luxury, pell-mell! for I lack soldiers." & @CRLF & _
                "	Behold yond simpering dame," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose face between her forks presages snow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That minces virtue, and does shake the head" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear of pleasure's name;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fitchew, nor the soiled horse, goes to 't" & @CRLF & _
                "	With a more riotous appetite." & @CRLF & _
                "	Down from the waist they are Centaurs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though women all above:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But to the girdle do the gods inherit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Beneath is all the fiends';" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's hell, there's darkness, there's the" & @CRLF & _
                "	sulphurous pit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Burning, scalding, stench, consumption; fie," & @CRLF & _
                "	fie, fie! pah, pah! Give me an ounce of civet," & @CRLF & _
                "	good apothecary, to sweeten my imagination:" & @CRLF & _
                "	there's money for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	O, let me kiss that hand!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Let me wipe it first; it smells of mortality." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	O ruin'd piece of nature! This great world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall so wear out to nought. Dost thou know me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	I remember thine eyes well enough. Dost thou squiny" & @CRLF & _
                "	at me? No, do thy worst, blind Cupid! I'll not" & @CRLF & _
                "	love. Read thou this challenge; mark but the" & @CRLF & _
                "	penning of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Were all the letters suns, I could not see one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	I would not take this from report; it is," & @CRLF & _
                "	And my heart breaks at it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Read." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	What, with the case of eyes?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	O, ho, are you there with me? No eyes in your" & @CRLF & _
                "	head, nor no money in your purse? Your eyes are in" & @CRLF & _
                "	a heavy case, your purse in a light; yet you see how" & @CRLF & _
                "	this world goes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I see it feelingly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	What, art mad? A man may see how this world goes" & @CRLF & _
                "	with no eyes. Look with thine ears: see how yond" & @CRLF & _
                "	justice rails upon yond simple thief. Hark, in" & @CRLF & _
                "	thine ear: change places; and, handy-dandy, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	is the justice, which is the thief? Thou hast seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	a farmer's dog bark at a beggar?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Ay, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	And the creature run from the cur? There thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	mightst behold the great image of authority: a" & @CRLF & _
                "	dog's obeyed in office." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou rascal beadle, hold thy bloody hand!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why dost thou lash that whore? Strip thine own back;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hotly lust'st to use her in that kind" & @CRLF & _
                "	For which thou whipp'st her. The usurer hangs the cozener." & @CRLF & _
                "	Through tatter'd clothes small vices do appear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Robes and furr'd gowns hide all. Plate sin with gold," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Arm it in rags, a pigmy's straw does pierce it." & @CRLF & _
                "	None does offend, none, I say, none; I'll able 'em:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take that of me, my friend, who have the power" & @CRLF & _
                "	To seal the accuser's lips. Get thee glass eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And like a scurvy politician, seem" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see the things thou dost not. Now, now, now, now:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pull off my boots: harder, harder: so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	O, matter and impertinency mix'd! Reason in madness!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	If thou wilt weep my fortunes, take my eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "	I know thee well enough; thy name is Gloucester:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou must be patient; we came crying hither:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air," & @CRLF & _
                "	We wawl and cry. I will preach to thee: mark." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Alack, alack the day!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	When we are born, we cry that we are come" & @CRLF & _
                "	To this great stage of fools: this a good block;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It were a delicate stratagem, to shoe" & @CRLF & _
                "	A troop of horse with felt: I'll put 't in proof;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when I have stol'n upon these sons-in-law," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Gentleman, with Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	O, here he is: lay hand upon him. Sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your most dear daughter--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	No rescue? What, a prisoner? I am even" & @CRLF & _
                "	The natural fool of fortune. Use me well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall have ransom. Let me have surgeons;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am cut to the brains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	You shall have any thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	No seconds? all myself?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, this would make a man a man of salt," & @CRLF & _
                "	To use his eyes for garden water-pots," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, and laying autumn's dust." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Good sir,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	I will die bravely, like a bridegroom. What!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will be jovial: come, come; I am a king," & @CRLF & _
                "	My masters, know you that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	You are a royal one, and we obey you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Then there's life in't. Nay, if you get it, you" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall get it with running. Sa, sa, sa, sa." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit running; Attendants follow]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	A sight most pitiful in the meanest wretch," & @CRLF & _
                "	Past speaking of in a king! Thou hast one daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who redeems nature from the general curse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which twain have brought her to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Hail, gentle sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	                  Sir, speed you: what's your will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Do you hear aught, sir, of a battle toward?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Most sure and vulgar: every one hears that," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which can distinguish sound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	But, by your favour," & @CRLF & _
                "	How near's the other army?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Near and on speedy foot; the main descry" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stands on the hourly thought." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	I thank you, sir: that's all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Though that the queen on special cause is here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her army is moved on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	I thank you, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Gentleman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	You ever-gentle gods, take my breath from me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let not my worser spirit tempt me again" & @CRLF & _
                "	To die before you please!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Well pray you, father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Now, good sir, what are you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	A most poor man, made tame to fortune's blows;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, by the art of known and feeling sorrows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Am pregnant to good pity. Give me your hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll lead you to some biding." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Hearty thanks:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The bounty and the benison of heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	To boot, and boot!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OSWALD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	A proclaim'd prize! Most happy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	That eyeless head of thine was first framed flesh" & @CRLF & _
                "	To raise my fortunes. Thou old unhappy traitor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Briefly thyself remember: the sword is out" & @CRLF & _
                "	That must destroy thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Now let thy friendly hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put strength enough to't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[EDGAR interposes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	Wherefore, bold peasant," & @CRLF & _
                "	Darest thou support a publish'd traitor? Hence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest that the infection of his fortune take" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like hold on thee. Let go his arm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Ch'ill not let go, zir, without vurther 'casion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	Let go, slave, or thou diest!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Good gentleman, go your gait, and let poor volk" & @CRLF & _
                "	pass. An chud ha' bin zwaggered out of my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	'twould not ha' bin zo long as 'tis by a vortnight." & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, come not near th' old man; keep out, che vor" & @CRLF & _
                "	ye, or ise try whether your costard or my ballow be" & @CRLF & _
                "	the harder: ch'ill be plain with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	Out, dunghill!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Ch'ill pick your teeth, zir: come; no matter vor" & @CRLF & _
                "	your foins." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They fight, and EDGAR knocks him down]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OSWALD	Slave, thou hast slain me: villain, take my purse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever thou wilt thrive, bury my body;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And give the letters which thou find'st about me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Edmund earl of Gloucester; seek him out" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the British party: O, untimely death!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	I know thee well: a serviceable villain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As duteous to the vices of thy mistress" & @CRLF & _
                "	As badness would desire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	What, is he dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Sit you down, father; rest you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's see these pockets: the letters that he speaks of" & @CRLF & _
                "	May be my friends. He's dead; I am only sorry" & @CRLF & _
                "	He had no other death's-man. Let us see:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leave, gentle wax; and, manners, blame us not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To know our enemies' minds, we'ld rip their hearts;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their papers, is more lawful." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Let our reciprocal vows be remembered. You have" & @CRLF & _
                "	many opportunities to cut him off: if your will" & @CRLF & _
                "	want not, time and place will be fruitfully offered." & @CRLF & _
                "	There is nothing done, if he return the conqueror:" & @CRLF & _
                "	then am I the prisoner, and his bed my goal; from" & @CRLF & _
                "	the loathed warmth whereof deliver me, and supply" & @CRLF & _
                "	the place for your labour." & @CRLF & _
                "		'Your--wife, so I would say--" & @CRLF & _
                "		'Affectionate servant," & @CRLF & _
                "		'GONERIL.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	O undistinguish'd space of woman's will!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A plot upon her virtuous husband's life;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the exchange my brother! Here, in the sands," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thee I'll rake up, the post unsanctified" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of murderous lechers: and in the mature time" & @CRLF & _
                "	With this ungracious paper strike the sight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the death practised duke: for him 'tis well" & @CRLF & _
                "	That of thy death and business I can tell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	The king is mad: how stiff is my vile sense," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I stand up, and have ingenious feeling" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my huge sorrows! Better I were distract:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So should my thoughts be sever'd from my griefs," & @CRLF & _
                "	And woes by wrong imaginations lose" & @CRLF & _
                "	The knowledge of themselves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Give me your hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drum afar off]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Far off, methinks, I hear the beaten drum:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, father, I'll bestow you with a friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VII	A tent in the French camp. LEAR on a bed asleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	soft music playing; Gentleman, and others attending." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CORDELIA, KENT, and Doctor]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	O thou good Kent, how shall I live and work," & @CRLF & _
                "	To match thy goodness? My life will be too short," & @CRLF & _
                "	And every measure fail me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	To be acknowledged, madam, is o'erpaid." & @CRLF & _
                "	All my reports go with the modest truth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor more nor clipp'd, but so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	Be better suited:" & @CRLF & _
                "	These weeds are memories of those worser hours:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, put them off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Pardon me, dear madam;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet to be known shortens my made intent:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My boon I make it, that you know me not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till time and I think meet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	Then be't so, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To the Doctor]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		      How does the king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	Madam, sleeps still." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	O you kind gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cure this great breach in his abused nature!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The untuned and jarring senses, O, wind up" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this child-changed father!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	So please your majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we may wake the king: he hath slept long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	Be govern'd by your knowledge, and proceed" & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the sway of your own will. Is he array'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Ay, madam; in the heaviness of his sleep" & @CRLF & _
                "	We put fresh garments on him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	Be by, good madam, when we do awake him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I doubt not of his temperance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	Very well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	Please you, draw near. Louder the music there!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	O my dear father! Restoration hang" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy medicine on my lips; and let this kiss" & @CRLF & _
                "	Repair those violent harms that my two sisters" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have in thy reverence made!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Kind and dear princess!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	Had you not been their father, these white flakes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had challenged pity of them. Was this a face" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be opposed against the warring winds?" & @CRLF & _
                "	To stand against the deep dread-bolted thunder?" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the most terrible and nimble stroke" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of quick, cross lightning? to watch--poor perdu!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	With this thin helm? Mine enemy's dog," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though he had bit me, should have stood that night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against my fire; and wast thou fain, poor father," & @CRLF & _
                "	To hovel thee with swine, and rogues forlorn," & @CRLF & _
                "	In short and musty straw? Alack, alack!" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis wonder that thy life and wits at once" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had not concluded all. He wakes; speak to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	Madam, do you; 'tis fittest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	You do me wrong to take me out o' the grave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do scald like moulten lead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	Sir, do you know me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	You are a spirit, I know: when did you die?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	Still, still, far wide!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	He's scarce awake: let him alone awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Where have I been? Where am I? Fair daylight?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am mightily abused. I should e'en die with pity," & @CRLF & _
                "	To see another thus. I know not what to say." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not swear these are my hands: let's see;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I feel this pin prick. Would I were assured" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my condition!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	                  O, look upon me, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hold your hands in benediction o'er me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, sir, you must not kneel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Pray, do not mock me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am a very foolish fond old man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fourscore and upward, not an hour more nor less;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, to deal plainly," & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear I am not in my perfect mind." & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks I should know you, and know this man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet I am doubtful for I am mainly ignorant" & @CRLF & _
                "	What place this is; and all the skill I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Remembers not these garments; nor I know not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, as I am a man, I think this lady" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be my child Cordelia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	And so I am, I am." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Be your tears wet? yes, 'faith. I pray, weep not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you have poison for me, I will drink it." & @CRLF & _
                "	I know you do not love me; for your sisters" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have, as I do remember, done me wrong:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have some cause, they have not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	No cause, no cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Am I in France?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	                  In your own kingdom, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Do not abuse me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	Be comforted, good madam: the great rage," & @CRLF & _
                "	You see, is kill'd in him: and yet it is danger" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make him even o'er the time he has lost." & @CRLF & _
                "	Desire him to go in; trouble him no more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till further settling." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	Will't please your highness walk?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	You must bear with me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray you now, forget and forgive: I am old and foolish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but KENT and Gentleman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Holds it true, sir, that the Duke of Cornwall was so slain?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Most certain, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Who is conductor of his people?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	As 'tis said, the bastard son of Gloucester." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	They say Edgar, his banished son, is with the Earl" & @CRLF & _
                "	of Kent in Germany." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Report is changeable. 'Tis time to look about; the" & @CRLF & _
                "	powers of the kingdom approach apace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	The arbitrement is like to be bloody. Fare you" & @CRLF & _
                "	well, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	My point and period will be throughly wrought," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or well or ill, as this day's battle's fought." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The British camp, near Dover." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, with drum and colours, EDMUND, REGAN," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gentlemen, and Soldiers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Know of the duke if his last purpose hold," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or whether since he is advised by aught" & @CRLF & _
                "	To change the course: he's full of alteration" & @CRLF & _
                "	And self-reproving: bring his constant pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To a Gentleman, who goes out]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Our sister's man is certainly miscarried." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	'Tis to be doubted, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Now, sweet lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	You know the goodness I intend upon you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me--but truly--but then speak the truth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you not love my sister?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	In honour'd love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	But have you never found my brother's way" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the forfended place?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	That thought abuses you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	I am doubtful that you have been conjunct" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bosom'd with her, as far as we call hers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	No, by mine honour, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	I never shall endure her: dear my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not familiar with her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Fear me not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She and the duke her husband!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, with drum and colours, ALBANY, GONERIL, and Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	[Aside]  I had rather lose the battle than that sister" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should loosen him and me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Our very loving sister, well be-met." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir, this I hear; the king is come to his daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	With others whom the rigor of our state" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forced to cry out. Where I could not be honest," & @CRLF & _
                "	I never yet was valiant: for this business," & @CRLF & _
                "	It toucheth us, as France invades our land," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not bolds the king, with others, whom, I fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most just and heavy causes make oppose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Sir, you speak nobly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Why is this reason'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Combine together 'gainst the enemy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For these domestic and particular broils" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are not the question here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Let's then determine" & @CRLF & _
                "	With the ancient of war on our proceedings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	I shall attend you presently at your tent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Sister, you'll go with us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	'Tis most convenient; pray you, go with us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	[Aside]  O, ho, I know the riddle.--I will go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[As they are going out, enter EDGAR disguised]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	If e'er your grace had speech with man so poor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear me one word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	                  I'll overtake you. Speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but ALBANY and EDGAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Before you fight the battle, ope this letter." & @CRLF & _
                "	If you have victory, let the trumpet sound" & @CRLF & _
                "	For him that brought it: wretched though I seem," & @CRLF & _
                "	I can produce a champion that will prove" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is avouched there. If you miscarry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your business of the world hath so an end," & @CRLF & _
                "	And machination ceases. Fortune love you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Stay till I have read the letter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	I was forbid it." & @CRLF & _
                "	When time shall serve, let but the herald cry," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I'll appear again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Why, fare thee well: I will o'erlook thy paper." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit EDGAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter EDMUND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	The enemy's in view; draw up your powers." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is the guess of their true strength and forces" & @CRLF & _
                "	By diligent discovery; but your haste" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is now urged on you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	We will greet the time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	To both these sisters have I sworn my love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Each jealous of the other, as the stung" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are of the adder. Which of them shall I take?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both? one? or neither? Neither can be enjoy'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	If both remain alive: to take the widow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Exasperates, makes mad her sister Goneril;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hardly shall I carry out my side," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her husband being alive. Now then we'll use" & @CRLF & _
                "	His countenance for the battle; which being done," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let her who would be rid of him devise" & @CRLF & _
                "	His speedy taking off. As for the mercy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he intends to Lear and to Cordelia," & @CRLF & _
                "	The battle done, and they within our power," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall never see his pardon; for my state" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stands on me to defend, not to debate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A field between the two camps." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum within. Enter, with drum and colours," & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR, CORDELIA, and Soldiers, over the stage;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EDGAR and GLOUCESTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Here, father, take the shadow of this tree" & @CRLF & _
                "	For your good host; pray that the right may thrive:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever I return to you again," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll bring you comfort." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Grace go with you, sir!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit EDGAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum and retreat within. Re-enter EDGAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Away, old man; give me thy hand; away!" & @CRLF & _
                "	King Lear hath lost, he and his daughter ta'en:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me thy hand; come on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	No farther, sir; a man may rot even here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	What, in ill thoughts again? Men must endure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their going hence, even as their coming hither;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ripeness is all: come on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	And that's true too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The British camp near Dover." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, in conquest, with drum and colours, EDMUND," & @CRLF & _
                "	KING LEAR and CORDELIA, prisoners; Captain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Soldiers, &c]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Some officers take them away: good guard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Until their greater pleasures first be known" & @CRLF & _
                "	That are to censure them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CORDELIA	We are not the first" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, with best meaning, have incurr'd the worst." & @CRLF & _
                "	For thee, oppressed king, am I cast down;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself could else out-frown false fortune's frown." & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall we not see these daughters and these sisters?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	No, no, no, no! Come, let's away to prison:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We two alone will sing like birds i' the cage:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ask of thee forgiveness: so we'll live," & @CRLF & _
                "	And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh" & @CRLF & _
                "	At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues" & @CRLF & _
                "	Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And take upon's the mystery of things," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if we were God's spies: and we'll wear out," & @CRLF & _
                "	In a wall'd prison, packs and sects of great ones," & @CRLF & _
                "	That ebb and flow by the moon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Take them away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Upon such sacrifices, my Cordelia," & @CRLF & _
                "	The gods themselves throw incense. Have I caught thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "	He that parts us shall bring a brand from heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fire us hence like foxes. Wipe thine eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The good-years shall devour them, flesh and fell," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere they shall make us weep: we'll see 'em starve" & @CRLF & _
                "	first. Come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt KING LEAR and CORDELIA, guarded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Come hither, captain; hark." & @CRLF & _
                "	Take thou this note;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Giving a paper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		go follow them to prison:" & @CRLF & _
                "	One step I have advanced thee; if thou dost" & @CRLF & _
                "	As this instructs thee, thou dost make thy way" & @CRLF & _
                "	To noble fortunes: know thou this, that men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are as the time is: to be tender-minded" & @CRLF & _
                "	Does not become a sword: thy great employment" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will not bear question; either say thou'lt do 't," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or thrive by other means." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	I'll do 't, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	About it; and write happy when thou hast done." & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark, I say, instantly; and carry it so" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I have set it down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	I cannot draw a cart, nor eat dried oats;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If it be man's work, I'll do 't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter ALBANY, GONERIL, REGAN, another" & @CRLF & _
                "	Captain, and Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Sir, you have shown to-day your valiant strain," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fortune led you well: you have the captives" & @CRLF & _
                "	That were the opposites of this day's strife:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We do require them of you, so to use them" & @CRLF & _
                "	As we shall find their merits and our safety" & @CRLF & _
                "	May equally determine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Sir, I thought it fit" & @CRLF & _
                "	To send the old and miserable king" & @CRLF & _
                "	To some retention and appointed guard;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose age has charms in it, whose title more," & @CRLF & _
                "	To pluck the common bosom on his side," & @CRLF & _
                "	An turn our impress'd lances in our eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which do command them. With him I sent the queen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My reason all the same; and they are ready" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow, or at further space, to appear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where you shall hold your session. At this time" & @CRLF & _
                "	We sweat and bleed: the friend hath lost his friend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the best quarrels, in the heat, are cursed" & @CRLF & _
                "	By those that feel their sharpness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The question of Cordelia and her father" & @CRLF & _
                "	Requires a fitter place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Sir, by your patience," & @CRLF & _
                "	I hold you but a subject of this war," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not as a brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	                  That's as we list to grace him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks our pleasure might have been demanded," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere you had spoke so far. He led our powers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bore the commission of my place and person;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The which immediacy may well stand up," & @CRLF & _
                "	And call itself your brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Not so hot:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In his own grace he doth exalt himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	More than in your addition." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	In my rights," & @CRLF & _
                "	By me invested, he compeers the best." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	That were the most, if he should husband you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Jesters do oft prove prophets." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Holla, holla!" & @CRLF & _
                "	That eye that told you so look'd but a-squint." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Lady, I am not well; else I should answer" & @CRLF & _
                "	From a full-flowing stomach. General," & @CRLF & _
                "	Take thou my soldiers, prisoners, patrimony;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dispose of them, of me; the walls are thine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Witness the world, that I create thee here" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord and master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Mean you to enjoy him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	The let-alone lies not in your good will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Nor in thine, lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Half-blooded fellow, yes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	[To EDMUND]  Let the drum strike, and prove my title thine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Stay yet; hear reason. Edmund, I arrest thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	On capital treason; and, in thine attaint," & @CRLF & _
                "	This gilded serpent" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Pointing to Goneril]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	For your claim, fair sister," & @CRLF & _
                "	I bar it in the interest of my wife:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis she is sub-contracted to this lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I, her husband, contradict your bans." & @CRLF & _
                "	If you will marry, make your loves to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	My lady is bespoke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	An interlude!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Thou art arm'd, Gloucester: let the trumpet sound:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If none appear to prove upon thy head" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy heinous, manifest, and many treasons," & @CRLF & _
                "	There is my pledge;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Throwing down a glove]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll prove it on thy heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere I taste bread, thou art in nothing less" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than I have here proclaim'd thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	Sick, O, sick!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	[Aside]  If not, I'll ne'er trust medicine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	There's my exchange:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Throwing down a glove]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		what in the world he is" & @CRLF & _
                "	That names me traitor, villain-like he lies:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call by thy trumpet: he that dares approach," & @CRLF & _
                "	On him, on you, who not? I will maintain" & @CRLF & _
                "	My truth and honour firmly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	A herald, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	                  A herald, ho, a herald!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Trust to thy single virtue; for thy soldiers," & @CRLF & _
                "	All levied in my name, have in my name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Took their discharge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "REGAN	My sickness grows upon me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	She is not well; convey her to my tent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Regan, led]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Herald]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come hither, herald,--Let the trumpet sound," & @CRLF & _
                "	And read out this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	Sound, trumpet!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A trumpet sounds]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Herald	[Reads]  'If any man of quality or degree within" & @CRLF & _
                "	the lists of the army will maintain upon Edmund," & @CRLF & _
                "	supposed Earl of Gloucester, that he is a manifold" & @CRLF & _
                "	traitor, let him appear by the third sound of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	trumpet: he is bold in his defence.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Sound!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[First trumpet]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Herald	Again!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Second trumpet]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Herald	Again!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Third trumpet]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpet answers within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EDGAR, at the third sound, armed, with a" & @CRLF & _
                "	trumpet before him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Ask him his purposes, why he appears" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon this call o' the trumpet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Herald	What are you?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your name, your quality? and why you answer" & @CRLF & _
                "	This present summons?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Know, my name is lost;" & @CRLF & _
                "	By treason's tooth bare-gnawn and canker-bit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet am I noble as the adversary" & @CRLF & _
                "	I come to cope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	                  Which is that adversary?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	What's he that speaks for Edmund Earl of Gloucester?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Himself: what say'st thou to him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Draw thy sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, if my speech offend a noble heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy arm may do thee justice: here is mine." & @CRLF & _
                "	Behold, it is the privilege of mine honours," & @CRLF & _
                "	My oath, and my profession: I protest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Maugre thy strength, youth, place, and eminence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Despite thy victor sword and fire-new fortune," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy valour and thy heart, thou art a traitor;" & @CRLF & _
                "	False to thy gods, thy brother, and thy father;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Conspirant 'gainst this high-illustrious prince;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, from the extremest upward of thy head" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the descent and dust below thy foot," & @CRLF & _
                "	A most toad-spotted traitor. Say thou 'No,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	This sword, this arm, and my best spirits, are bent" & @CRLF & _
                "	To prove upon thy heart, whereto I speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou liest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	In wisdom I should ask thy name;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, since thy outside looks so fair and warlike," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that thy tongue some say of breeding breathes," & @CRLF & _
                "	What safe and nicely I might well delay" & @CRLF & _
                "	By rule of knighthood, I disdain and spurn:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Back do I toss these treasons to thy head;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With the hell-hated lie o'erwhelm thy heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, for they yet glance by and scarcely bruise," & @CRLF & _
                "	This sword of mine shall give them instant way," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where they shall rest for ever. Trumpets, speak!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarums. They fight. EDMUND falls]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Save him, save him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	This is practise, Gloucester:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By the law of arms thou wast not bound to answer" & @CRLF & _
                "	An unknown opposite; thou art not vanquish'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	But cozen'd and beguiled." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Shut your mouth, dame," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or with this paper shall I stop it: Hold, sir:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou worse than any name, read thine own evil:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No tearing, lady: I perceive you know it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Gives the letter to EDMUND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Say, if I do, the laws are mine, not thine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who can arraign me for't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Most monstrous! oh!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Know'st thou this paper?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONERIL	Ask me not what I know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Go after her: she's desperate; govern her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	What you have charged me with, that have I done;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And more, much more; the time will bring it out:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis past, and so am I. But what art thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	That hast this fortune on me? If thou'rt noble," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do forgive thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	                  Let's exchange charity." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am no less in blood than thou art, Edmund;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If more, the more thou hast wrong'd me." & @CRLF & _
                "	My name is Edgar, and thy father's son." & @CRLF & _
                "	The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make instruments to plague us:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The dark and vicious place where thee he got" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cost him his eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	                  Thou hast spoken right, 'tis true;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The wheel is come full circle: I am here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Methought thy very gait did prophesy" & @CRLF & _
                "	A royal nobleness: I must embrace thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let sorrow split my heart, if ever I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did hate thee or thy father!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Worthy prince, I know't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Where have you hid yourself?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How have you known the miseries of your father?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	By nursing them, my lord. List a brief tale;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when 'tis told, O, that my heart would burst!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The bloody proclamation to escape," & @CRLF & _
                "	That follow'd me so near,--O, our lives' sweetness!" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we the pain of death would hourly die" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rather than die at once!--taught me to shift" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into a madman's rags; to assume a semblance" & @CRLF & _
                "	That very dogs disdain'd: and in this habit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Met I my father with his bleeding rings," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their precious stones new lost: became his guide," & @CRLF & _
                "	Led him, begg'd for him, saved him from despair;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never,--O fault!--reveal'd myself unto him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Until some half-hour past, when I was arm'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not sure, though hoping, of this good success," & @CRLF & _
                "	I ask'd his blessing, and from first to last" & @CRLF & _
                "	Told him my pilgrimage: but his flaw'd heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Alack, too weak the conflict to support!" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twixt two extremes of passion, joy and grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	Burst smilingly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	This speech of yours hath moved me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And shall perchance do good: but speak you on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You look as you had something more to say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	If there be more, more woeful, hold it in;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am almost ready to dissolve," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hearing of this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	                  This would have seem'd a period" & @CRLF & _
                "	To such as love not sorrow; but another," & @CRLF & _
                "	To amplify too much, would make much more," & @CRLF & _
                "	And top extremity." & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst I was big in clamour came there in a man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, having seen me in my worst estate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shunn'd my abhorr'd society; but then, finding" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who 'twas that so endured, with his strong arms" & @CRLF & _
                "	He fastened on my neck, and bellow'd out" & @CRLF & _
                "	As he'ld burst heaven; threw him on my father;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Told the most piteous tale of Lear and him" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever ear received: which in recounting" & @CRLF & _
                "	His grief grew puissant and the strings of life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Began to crack: twice then the trumpets sounded," & @CRLF & _
                "	And there I left him tranced." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	But who was this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Kent, sir, the banish'd Kent; who in disguise" & @CRLF & _
                "	Follow'd his enemy king, and did him service" & @CRLF & _
                "	Improper for a slave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Gentleman, with a bloody knife]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Help, help, O, help!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	What kind of help?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Speak, man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	What means that bloody knife?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	'Tis hot, it smokes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It came even from the heart of--O, she's dead!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Who dead? speak, man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Your lady, sir, your lady: and her sister" & @CRLF & _
                "	By her is poisoned; she hath confess'd it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	I was contracted to them both: all three" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now marry in an instant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Here comes Kent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Produce their bodies, be they alive or dead:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This judgment of the heavens, that makes us tremble," & @CRLF & _
                "	Touches us not with pity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Gentleman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KENT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		    O, is this he?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The time will not allow the compliment" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which very manners urges." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	I am come" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bid my king and master aye good night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is he not here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	                  Great thing of us forgot!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak, Edmund, where's the king? and where's Cordelia?" & @CRLF & _
                "	See'st thou this object, Kent?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The bodies of GONERIL and REGAN are brought in]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Alack, why thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	                  Yet Edmund was beloved:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The one the other poison'd for my sake," & @CRLF & _
                "	And after slew herself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Even so. Cover their faces." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	I pant for life: some good I mean to do," & @CRLF & _
                "	Despite of mine own nature. Quickly send," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be brief in it, to the castle; for my writ" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is on the life of Lear and on Cordelia:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, send in time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	                  Run, run, O, run!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	To who, my lord? Who hath the office? send" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy token of reprieve." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	Well thought on: take my sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give it the captain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Haste thee, for thy life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit EDGAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND	He hath commission from thy wife and me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hang Cordelia in the prison, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lay the blame upon her own despair," & @CRLF & _
                "	That she fordid herself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	The gods defend her! Bear him hence awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[EDMUND is borne off]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter KING LEAR, with CORDELIA dead in his arms;" & @CRLF & _
                "	EDGAR, Captain, and others following]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Howl, howl, howl, howl! O, you are men of stones:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had I your tongues and eyes, I'ld use them so" & @CRLF & _
                "	That heaven's vault should crack. She's gone for ever!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know when one is dead, and when one lives;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She's dead as earth. Lend me a looking-glass;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If that her breath will mist or stain the stone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, then she lives." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Is this the promised end" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Or image of that horror?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Fall, and cease!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	This feather stirs; she lives! if it be so," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a chance which does redeem all sorrows" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever I have felt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	[Kneeling]  O my good master!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Prithee, away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	'Tis noble Kent, your friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	A plague upon you, murderers, traitors all!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I might have saved her; now she's gone for ever!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cordelia, Cordelia! stay a little. Ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is't thou say'st? Her voice was ever soft," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gentle, and low, an excellent thing in woman." & @CRLF & _
                "	I kill'd the slave that was a-hanging thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	'Tis true, my lords, he did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Did I not, fellow?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have seen the day, with my good biting falchion" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would have made them skip: I am old now," & @CRLF & _
                "	And these same crosses spoil me. Who are you?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine eyes are not o' the best: I'll tell you straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	If fortune brag of two she loved and hated," & @CRLF & _
                "	One of them we behold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	This is a dull sight. Are you not Kent?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	The same," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your servant Kent: Where is your servant Caius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	He's a good fellow, I can tell you that;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He'll strike, and quickly too: he's dead and rotten." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	No, my good lord; I am the very man,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	I'll see that straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	That, from your first of difference and decay," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have follow'd your sad steps." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	You are welcome hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Nor no man else: all's cheerless, dark, and deadly." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your eldest daughters have fordone them selves," & @CRLF & _
                "	And desperately are dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	Ay, so I think." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	He knows not what he says: and vain it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we present us to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Very bootless." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Captain]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	Edmund is dead, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	That's but a trifle here." & @CRLF & _
                "	You lords and noble friends, know our intent." & @CRLF & _
                "	What comfort to this great decay may come" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be applied: for us we will resign," & @CRLF & _
                "	During the life of this old majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	To him our absolute power:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To EDGAR and KENT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		     you, to your rights:" & @CRLF & _
                "	With boot, and such addition as your honours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have more than merited. All friends shall taste" & @CRLF & _
                "	The wages of their virtue, and all foes" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cup of their deservings. O, see, see!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING LEAR	And my poor fool is hang'd! No, no, no life!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou no breath at all? Thou'lt come no more," & @CRLF & _
                "	Never, never, never, never, never!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray you, undo this button: thank you, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you see this? Look on her, look, her lips," & @CRLF & _
                "	Look there, look there!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	He faints! My lord, my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Break, heart; I prithee, break!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	Look up, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	Vex not his ghost: O, let him pass! he hates him much" & @CRLF & _
                "	That would upon the rack of this tough world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stretch him out longer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDGAR	He is gone, indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	The wonder is, he hath endured so long:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He but usurp'd his life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	Bear them from hence. Our present business" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is general woe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To KENT and EDGAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Friends of my soul, you twain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rule in this realm, and the gored state sustain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KENT	I have a journey, sir, shortly to go;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My master calls me, I must not say no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALBANY	The weight of this sad time we must obey;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say." & @CRLF & _
                "	The oldest hath borne most: we that are young" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall never see so much, nor live so long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt, with a dead march]" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD	the Second. (KING RICHARD II:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	Duke of Lancaster		|" & @CRLF & _
                "			|  uncles to the King." & @CRLF & _
                "EDMUND OF LANGLEY	Duke of York  (DUKE OF YORK:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY, surnamed" & @CRLF & _
                "BOLINGBROKE	(HENRY BOLINGBROKE:)  Duke of Hereford," & @CRLF & _
                "	son to John of Gaunt; afterwards King Henry IV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	son to the Duke of York." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THOMAS MOWBRAY	Duke of Norfolk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF SURREY:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF SALISBURY:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD BERKELEY:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUSHY	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "BAGOT	|  servants to King Richard." & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "GREEN	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL" & @CRLF & _
                "OF NORTHUMBERLAND	(NORTHUMBERLAND:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY PERCY," & @CRLF & _
                "surnamed HOTSPUR	his son. (HENRY PERCY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD ROSS:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD WILLOUGHBY:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD FITZWATER:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP OF CARLISLE:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Abbot Of" & @CRLF & _
                "Westminster	(Abbot:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD MARSHAL	(Lord Marshal:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR STEPHEN SCROOP:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR" & @CRLF & _
                "PIERCE OF EXTON	(EXTON:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Captain of a band of Welshmen. (Captain:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN" & @CRLF & _
                "to King Richard	(QUEEN:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	(DUCHESS OF YORK:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS" & @CRLF & _
                "OF GLOUCESTER	(DUCHESS:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lady attending on the Queen. (Lady:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords, Heralds, Officers, Soldiers, two Gardeners," & @CRLF & _
                "	Keeper, Messenger, Groom, and other Attendants. (Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Herald:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Herald:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Gardener:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Keeper:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Groom:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	England and Wales." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	London. KING RICHARD II's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING RICHARD II, JOHN OF GAUNT, with other" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nobles and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Old John of Gaunt, time-honour'd Lancaster," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast thou, according to thy oath and band," & @CRLF & _
                "	Brought hither Henry Hereford thy bold son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here to make good the boisterous late appeal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which then our leisure would not let us hear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the Duke of Norfolk, Thomas Mowbray?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	I have, my liege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Tell me, moreover, hast thou sounded him," & @CRLF & _
                "	If he appeal the duke on ancient malice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or worthily, as a good subject should," & @CRLF & _
                "	On some known ground of treachery in him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	As near as I could sift him on that argument," & @CRLF & _
                "	On some apparent danger seen in him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Aim'd at your highness, no inveterate malice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Then call them to our presence; face to face," & @CRLF & _
                "	And frowning brow to brow, ourselves will hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	The accuser and the accused freely speak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	High-stomach'd are they both, and full of ire," & @CRLF & _
                "	In rage deaf as the sea, hasty as fire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HENRY BOLINGBROKE and THOMAS MOWBRAY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Many years of happy days befal" & @CRLF & _
                "	My gracious sovereign, my most loving liege!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THOMAS MOWBRAY	Each day still better other's happiness;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Until the heavens, envying earth's good hap," & @CRLF & _
                "	Add an immortal title to your crown!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	We thank you both: yet one but flatters us," & @CRLF & _
                "	As well appeareth by the cause you come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Namely to appeal each other of high treason." & @CRLF & _
                "	Cousin of Hereford, what dost thou object" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the Duke of Norfolk, Thomas Mowbray?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	First, heaven be the record to my speech!" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the devotion of a subject's love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tendering the precious safety of my prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	And free from other misbegotten hate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come I appellant to this princely presence." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, Thomas Mowbray, do I turn to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	And mark my greeting well; for what I speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	My body shall make good upon this earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or my divine soul answer it in heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art a traitor and a miscreant," & @CRLF & _
                "	Too good to be so and too bad to live," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since the more fair and crystal is the sky," & @CRLF & _
                "	The uglier seem the clouds that in it fly." & @CRLF & _
                "	Once more, the more to aggravate the note," & @CRLF & _
                "	With a foul traitor's name stuff I thy throat;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wish, so please my sovereign, ere I move," & @CRLF & _
                "	What my tongue speaks my right drawn sword may prove." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THOMAS MOWBRAY	Let not my cold words here accuse my zeal:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not the trial of a woman's war," & @CRLF & _
                "	The bitter clamour of two eager tongues," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can arbitrate this cause betwixt us twain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The blood is hot that must be cool'd for this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet can I not of such tame patience boast" & @CRLF & _
                "	As to be hush'd and nought at all to say:" & @CRLF & _
                "	First, the fair reverence of your highness curbs me" & @CRLF & _
                "	From giving reins and spurs to my free speech;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which else would post until it had return'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	These terms of treason doubled down his throat." & @CRLF & _
                "	Setting aside his high blood's royalty," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let him be no kinsman to my liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do defy him, and I spit at him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call him a slanderous coward and a villain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which to maintain I would allow him odds," & @CRLF & _
                "	And meet him, were I tied to run afoot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to the frozen ridges of the Alps," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or any other ground inhabitable," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where ever Englishman durst set his foot." & @CRLF & _
                "	Mean time let this defend my loyalty," & @CRLF & _
                "	By all my hopes, most falsely doth he lie." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Pale trembling coward, there I throw my gage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Disclaiming here the kindred of the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	And lay aside my high blood's royalty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which fear, not reverence, makes thee to except." & @CRLF & _
                "	If guilty dread have left thee so much strength" & @CRLF & _
                "	As to take up mine honour's pawn, then stoop:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By that and all the rites of knighthood else," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will I make good against thee, arm to arm," & @CRLF & _
                "	What I have spoke, or thou canst worse devise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THOMAS MOWBRAY	I take it up; and by that sword I swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which gently laid my knighthood on my shoulder," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll answer thee in any fair degree," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or chivalrous design of knightly trial:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when I mount, alive may I not light," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I be traitor or unjustly fight!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	What doth our cousin lay to Mowbray's charge?" & @CRLF & _
                "	It must be great that can inherit us" & @CRLF & _
                "	So much as of a thought of ill in him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Look, what I speak, my life shall prove it true;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Mowbray hath received eight thousand nobles" & @CRLF & _
                "	In name of lendings for your highness' soldiers," & @CRLF & _
                "	The which he hath detain'd for lewd employments," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a false traitor and injurious villain." & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides I say and will in battle prove," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or here or elsewhere to the furthest verge" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever was survey'd by English eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	That all the treasons for these eighteen years" & @CRLF & _
                "	Complotted and contrived in this land" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fetch from false Mowbray their first head and spring." & @CRLF & _
                "	Further I say and further will maintain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon his bad life to make all this good," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he did plot the Duke of Gloucester's death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Suggest his soon-believing adversaries," & @CRLF & _
                "	And consequently, like a traitor coward," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sluiced out his innocent soul through streams of blood:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which blood, like sacrificing Abel's, cries," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even from the tongueless caverns of the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	To me for justice and rough chastisement;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, by the glorious worth of my descent," & @CRLF & _
                "	This arm shall do it, or this life be spent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	How high a pitch his resolution soars!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thomas of Norfolk, what say'st thou to this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THOMAS MOWBRAY	O, let my sovereign turn away his face" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid his ears a little while be deaf," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till I have told this slander of his blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	How God and good men hate so foul a liar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Mowbray, impartial are our eyes and ears:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were he my brother, nay, my kingdom's heir," & @CRLF & _
                "	As he is but my father's brother's son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, by my sceptre's awe, I make a vow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such neighbour nearness to our sacred blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should nothing privilege him, nor partialize" & @CRLF & _
                "	The unstooping firmness of my upright soul:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is our subject, Mowbray; so art thou:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Free speech and fearless I to thee allow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THOMAS MOWBRAY	Then, Bolingbroke, as low as to thy heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Through the false passage of thy throat, thou liest." & @CRLF & _
                "	Three parts of that receipt I had for Calais" & @CRLF & _
                "	Disbursed I duly to his highness' soldiers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The other part reserved I by consent," & @CRLF & _
                "	For that my sovereign liege was in my debt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon remainder of a dear account," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since last I went to France to fetch his queen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now swallow down that lie. For Gloucester's death," & @CRLF & _
                "	I slew him not; but to my own disgrace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Neglected my sworn duty in that case." & @CRLF & _
                "	For you, my noble Lord of Lancaster," & @CRLF & _
                "	The honourable father to my foe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Once did I lay an ambush for your life," & @CRLF & _
                "	A trespass that doth vex my grieved soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	But ere I last received the sacrament" & @CRLF & _
                "	I did confess it, and exactly begg'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your grace's pardon, and I hope I had it." & @CRLF & _
                "	This is my fault: as for the rest appeall'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	It issues from the rancour of a villain," & @CRLF & _
                "	A recreant and most degenerate traitor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which in myself I boldly will defend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And interchangeably hurl down my gage" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon this overweening traitor's foot," & @CRLF & _
                "	To prove myself a loyal gentleman" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in the best blood chamber'd in his bosom." & @CRLF & _
                "	In haste whereof, most heartily I pray" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your highness to assign our trial day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Wrath-kindled gentlemen, be ruled by me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's purge this choler without letting blood:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This we prescribe, though no physician;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deep malice makes too deep incision;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forget, forgive; conclude and be agreed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our doctors say this is no month to bleed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good uncle, let this end where it begun;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll calm the Duke of Norfolk, you your son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	To be a make-peace shall become my age:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Throw down, my son, the Duke of Norfolk's gage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	And, Norfolk, throw down his." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	When, Harry, when?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Obedience bids I should not bid again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Norfolk, throw down, we bid; there is no boot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THOMAS MOWBRAY	Myself I throw, dread sovereign, at thy foot." & @CRLF & _
                "	My life thou shalt command, but not my shame:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The one my duty owes; but my fair name," & @CRLF & _
                "	Despite of death that lives upon my grave," & @CRLF & _
                "	To dark dishonour's use thou shalt not have." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am disgraced, impeach'd and baffled here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pierced to the soul with slander's venom'd spear," & @CRLF & _
                "	The which no balm can cure but his heart-blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which breathed this poison." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Rage must be withstood:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me his gage: lions make leopards tame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THOMAS MOWBRAY	Yea, but not change his spots: take but my shame." & @CRLF & _
                "	And I resign my gage. My dear dear lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	The purest treasure mortal times afford" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is spotless reputation: that away," & @CRLF & _
                "	Men are but gilded loam or painted clay." & @CRLF & _
                "	A jewel in a ten-times-barr'd-up chest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is a bold spirit in a loyal breast." & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine honour is my life; both grow in one:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take honour from me, and my life is done:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, dear my liege, mine honour let me try;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In that I live and for that will I die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Cousin, throw up your gage; do you begin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	O, God defend my soul from such deep sin!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I seem crest-fall'n in my father's sight?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or with pale beggar-fear impeach my height" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before this out-dared dastard? Ere my tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall wound my honour with such feeble wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or sound so base a parle, my teeth shall tear" & @CRLF & _
                "	The slavish motive of recanting fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	And spit it bleeding in his high disgrace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where shame doth harbour, even in Mowbray's face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit JOHN OF GAUNT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	We were not born to sue, but to command;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which since we cannot do to make you friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be ready, as your lives shall answer it," & @CRLF & _
                "	At Coventry, upon Saint Lambert's day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There shall your swords and lances arbitrate" & @CRLF & _
                "	The swelling difference of your settled hate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since we can not atone you, we shall see" & @CRLF & _
                "	Justice design the victor's chivalry." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord marshal, command our officers at arms" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be ready to direct these home alarms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The DUKE OF LANCASTER'S palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JOHN OF GAUNT with DUCHESS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	Alas, the part I had in Woodstock's blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth more solicit me than your exclaims," & @CRLF & _
                "	To stir against the butchers of his life!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But since correction lieth in those hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which made the fault that we cannot correct," & @CRLF & _
                "	Put we our quarrel to the will of heaven;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, when they see the hours ripe on earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will rain hot vengeance on offenders' heads." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	Finds brotherhood in thee no sharper spur?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath love in thy old blood no living fire?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Edward's seven sons, whereof thyself art one," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were as seven vials of his sacred blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or seven fair branches springing from one root:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some of those seven are dried by nature's course," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some of those branches by the Destinies cut;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But Thomas, my dear lord, my life, my Gloucester," & @CRLF & _
                "	One vial full of Edward's sacred blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	One flourishing branch of his most royal root," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is crack'd, and all the precious liquor spilt," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is hack'd down, and his summer leaves all faded," & @CRLF & _
                "	By envy's hand and murder's bloody axe." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, Gaunt, his blood was thine! that bed, that womb," & @CRLF & _
                "	That metal, that self-mould, that fashion'd thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made him a man; and though thou livest and breathest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet art thou slain in him: thou dost consent" & @CRLF & _
                "	In some large measure to thy father's death," & @CRLF & _
                "	In that thou seest thy wretched brother die," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who was the model of thy father's life." & @CRLF & _
                "	Call it not patience, Gaunt; it is despair:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In suffering thus thy brother to be slaughter'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou showest the naked pathway to thy life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Teaching stern murder how to butcher thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That which in mean men we intitle patience" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is pale cold cowardice in noble breasts." & @CRLF & _
                "	What shall I say? to safeguard thine own life," & @CRLF & _
                "	The best way is to venge my Gloucester's death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	God's is the quarrel; for God's substitute," & @CRLF & _
                "	His deputy anointed in His sight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath caused his death: the which if wrongfully," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let heaven revenge; for I may never lift" & @CRLF & _
                "	An angry arm against His minister." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	Where then, alas, may I complain myself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	To God, the widow's champion and defence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	Why, then, I will. Farewell, old Gaunt." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou goest to Coventry, there to behold" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our cousin Hereford and fell Mowbray fight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, sit my husband's wrongs on Hereford's spear," & @CRLF & _
                "	That it may enter butcher Mowbray's breast!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, if misfortune miss the first career," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be Mowbray's sins so heavy in his bosom," & @CRLF & _
                "	They may break his foaming courser's back," & @CRLF & _
                "	And throw the rider headlong in the lists," & @CRLF & _
                "	A caitiff recreant to my cousin Hereford!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, old Gaunt: thy sometimes brother's wife" & @CRLF & _
                "	With her companion grief must end her life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	Sister, farewell; I must to Coventry:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As much good stay with thee as go with me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS	Yet one word more: grief boundeth where it falls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not with the empty hollowness, but weight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I take my leave before I have begun," & @CRLF & _
                "	For sorrow ends not when it seemeth done." & @CRLF & _
                "	Commend me to thy brother, Edmund York." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lo, this is all:--nay, yet depart not so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though this be all, do not so quickly go;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall remember more. Bid him--ah, what?--" & @CRLF & _
                "	With all good speed at Plashy visit me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Alack, and what shall good old York there see" & @CRLF & _
                "	But empty lodgings and unfurnish'd walls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unpeopled offices, untrodden stones?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what hear there for welcome but my groans?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore commend me; let him not come there," & @CRLF & _
                "	To seek out sorrow that dwells every where." & @CRLF & _
                "	Desolate, desolate, will I hence and die:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The last leave of thee takes my weeping eye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The lists at Coventry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Lord Marshal and the DUKE OF AUMERLE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Marshal	My Lord Aumerle, is Harry Hereford arm'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	Yea, at all points; and longs to enter in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Marshal	The Duke of Norfolk, sprightfully and bold," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stays but the summons of the appellant's trumpet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	Why, then, the champions are prepared, and stay" & @CRLF & _
                "	For nothing but his majesty's approach." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The trumpets sound, and KING RICHARD enters with" & @CRLF & _
                "	his nobles, JOHN OF GAUNT, BUSHY, BAGOT, GREEN, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	others. When they are set, enter THOMAS MOWBRAY in" & @CRLF & _
                "	arms, defendant, with a Herald]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Marshal, demand of yonder champion" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cause of his arrival here in arms:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ask him his name and orderly proceed" & @CRLF & _
                "	To swear him in the justice of his cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Marshal	In God's name and the king's, say who thou art" & @CRLF & _
                "	And why thou comest thus knightly clad in arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Against what man thou comest, and what thy quarrel:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak truly, on thy knighthood and thy oath;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As so defend thee heaven and thy valour!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THOMAS MOWBRAY	My name is Thomas Mowbray, Duke of Norfolk;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who hither come engaged by my oath--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which God defend a knight should violate!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both to defend my loyalty and truth" & @CRLF & _
                "	To God, my king and my succeeding issue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the Duke of Hereford that appeals me" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, by the grace of God and this mine arm," & @CRLF & _
                "	To prove him, in defending of myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	A traitor to my God, my king, and me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And as I truly fight, defend me heaven!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The trumpets sound. Enter HENRY BOLINGBROKE," & @CRLF & _
                "	appellant, in armour, with a Herald]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Marshal, ask yonder knight in arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Both who he is and why he cometh hither" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus plated in habiliments of war," & @CRLF & _
                "	And formally, according to our law," & @CRLF & _
                "	Depose him in the justice of his cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Marshal	What is thy name? and wherefore comest thou hither," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before King Richard in his royal lists?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against whom comest thou? and what's thy quarrel?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak like a true knight, so defend thee heaven!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Harry of Hereford, Lancaster and Derby" & @CRLF & _
                "	Am I; who ready here do stand in arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	To prove, by God's grace and my body's valour," & @CRLF & _
                "	In lists, on Thomas Mowbray, Duke of Norfolk," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he is a traitor, foul and dangerous," & @CRLF & _
                "	To God of heaven, King Richard and to me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And as I truly fight, defend me heaven!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Marshal	On pain of death, no person be so bold" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or daring-hardy as to touch the lists," & @CRLF & _
                "	Except the marshal and such officers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Appointed to direct these fair designs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Lord marshal, let me kiss my sovereign's hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bow my knee before his majesty:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Mowbray and myself are like two men" & @CRLF & _
                "	That vow a long and weary pilgrimage;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then let us take a ceremonious leave" & @CRLF & _
                "	And loving farewell of our several friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Marshal	The appellant in all duty greets your highness," & @CRLF & _
                "	And craves to kiss your hand and take his leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	We will descend and fold him in our arms." & @CRLF & _
                "	Cousin of Hereford, as thy cause is right," & @CRLF & _
                "	So be thy fortune in this royal fight!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, my blood; which if to-day thou shed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lament we may, but not revenge thee dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	O let no noble eye profane a tear" & @CRLF & _
                "	For me, if I be gored with Mowbray's spear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As confident as is the falcon's flight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against a bird, do I with Mowbray fight." & @CRLF & _
                "	My loving lord, I take my leave of you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of you, my noble cousin, Lord Aumerle;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not sick, although I have to do with death," & @CRLF & _
                "	But lusty, young, and cheerly drawing breath." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lo, as at English feasts, so I regreet" & @CRLF & _
                "	The daintiest last, to make the end most sweet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O thou, the earthly author of my blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose youthful spirit, in me regenerate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth with a twofold vigour lift me up" & @CRLF & _
                "	To reach at victory above my head," & @CRLF & _
                "	Add proof unto mine armour with thy prayers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with thy blessings steel my lance's point," & @CRLF & _
                "	That it may enter Mowbray's waxen coat," & @CRLF & _
                "	And furbish new the name of John a Gaunt," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in the lusty havior of his son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	God in thy good cause make thee prosperous!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be swift like lightning in the execution;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let thy blows, doubly redoubled," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fall like amazing thunder on the casque" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thy adverse pernicious enemy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rouse up thy youthful blood, be valiant and live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Mine innocency and Saint George to thrive!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THOMAS MOWBRAY	However God or fortune cast my lot," & @CRLF & _
                "	There lives or dies, true to King Richard's throne," & @CRLF & _
                "	A loyal, just and upright gentleman:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never did captive with a freer heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cast off his chains of bondage and embrace" & @CRLF & _
                "	His golden uncontroll'd enfranchisement," & @CRLF & _
                "	More than my dancing soul doth celebrate" & @CRLF & _
                "	This feast of battle with mine adversary." & @CRLF & _
                "	Most mighty liege, and my companion peers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Take from my mouth the wish of happy years:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As gentle and as jocund as to jest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go I to fight: truth hath a quiet breast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Farewell, my lord: securely I espy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Virtue with valour couched in thine eye." & @CRLF & _
                "	Order the trial, marshal, and begin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Marshal	Harry of Hereford, Lancaster and Derby," & @CRLF & _
                "	Receive thy lance; and God defend the right!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Strong as a tower in hope, I cry amen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Marshal	Go bear this lance to Thomas, Duke of Norfolk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Herald	Harry of Hereford, Lancaster and Derby," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stands here for God, his sovereign and himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	On pain to be found false and recreant," & @CRLF & _
                "	To prove the Duke of Norfolk, Thomas Mowbray," & @CRLF & _
                "	A traitor to his God, his king and him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And dares him to set forward to the fight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Herald	Here standeth Thomas Mowbray, Duke of Norfolk," & @CRLF & _
                "	On pain to be found false and recreant," & @CRLF & _
                "	Both to defend himself and to approve" & @CRLF & _
                "	Henry of Hereford, Lancaster, and Derby," & @CRLF & _
                "	To God, his sovereign and to him disloyal;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Courageously and with a free desire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attending but the signal to begin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Marshal	Sound, trumpets; and set forward, combatants." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A charge sounded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stay, the king hath thrown his warder down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Let them lay by their helmets and their spears," & @CRLF & _
                "	And both return back to their chairs again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Withdraw with us: and let the trumpets sound" & @CRLF & _
                "	While we return these dukes what we decree." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A long flourish]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Draw near," & @CRLF & _
                "	And list what with our council we have done." & @CRLF & _
                "	For that our kingdom's earth should not be soil'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With that dear blood which it hath fostered;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for our eyes do hate the dire aspect" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of civil wounds plough'd up with neighbours' sword;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for we think the eagle-winged pride" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of sky-aspiring and ambitious thoughts," & @CRLF & _
                "	With rival-hating envy, set on you" & @CRLF & _
                "	To wake our peace, which in our country's cradle" & @CRLF & _
                "	Draws the sweet infant breath of gentle sleep;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which so roused up with boisterous untuned drums," & @CRLF & _
                "	With harsh resounding trumpets' dreadful bray," & @CRLF & _
                "	And grating shock of wrathful iron arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Might from our quiet confines fright fair peace" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make us wade even in our kindred's blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, we banish you our territories:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You, cousin Hereford, upon pain of life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till twice five summers have enrich'd our fields" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall not regreet our fair dominions," & @CRLF & _
                "	But tread the stranger paths of banishment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Your will be done: this must my comfort be," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sun that warms you here shall shine on me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And those his golden beams to you here lent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall point on me and gild my banishment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Norfolk, for thee remains a heavier doom," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I with some unwillingness pronounce:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sly slow hours shall not determinate" & @CRLF & _
                "	The dateless limit of thy dear exile;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The hopeless word of 'never to return'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Breathe I against thee, upon pain of life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THOMAS MOWBRAY	A heavy sentence, my most sovereign liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all unlook'd for from your highness' mouth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A dearer merit, not so deep a maim" & @CRLF & _
                "	As to be cast forth in the common air," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I deserved at your highness' hands." & @CRLF & _
                "	The language I have learn'd these forty years," & @CRLF & _
                "	My native English, now I must forego:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now my tongue's use is to me no more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than an unstringed viol or a harp," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or like a cunning instrument cased up," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, being open, put into his hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	That knows no touch to tune the harmony:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within my mouth you have engaol'd my tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doubly portcullis'd with my teeth and lips;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And dull unfeeling barren ignorance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is made my gaoler to attend on me." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am too old to fawn upon a nurse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Too far in years to be a pupil now:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is thy sentence then but speechless death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which robs my tongue from breathing native breath?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	It boots thee not to be compassionate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	After our sentence plaining comes too late." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THOMAS MOWBRAY	Then thus I turn me from my country's light," & @CRLF & _
                "	To dwell in solemn shades of endless night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Return again, and take an oath with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lay on our royal sword your banish'd hands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Swear by the duty that you owe to God--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our part therein we banish with yourselves--" & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep the oath that we administer:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You never shall, so help you truth and God!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Embrace each other's love in banishment;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor never look upon each other's face;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor never write, regreet, nor reconcile" & @CRLF & _
                "	This louring tempest of your home-bred hate;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor never by advised purpose meet" & @CRLF & _
                "	To plot, contrive, or complot any ill" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Gainst us, our state, our subjects, or our land." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	I swear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THOMAS MOWBRAY	And I, to keep all this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Norfolk, so far as to mine enemy:--" & @CRLF & _
                "	By this time, had the king permitted us," & @CRLF & _
                "	One of our souls had wander'd in the air." & @CRLF & _
                "	Banish'd this frail sepulchre of our flesh," & @CRLF & _
                "	As now our flesh is banish'd from this land:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Confess thy treasons ere thou fly the realm;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since thou hast far to go, bear not along" & @CRLF & _
                "	The clogging burthen of a guilty soul." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THOMAS MOWBRAY	No, Bolingbroke: if ever I were traitor," & @CRLF & _
                "	My name be blotted from the book of life," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I from heaven banish'd as from hence!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But what thou art, God, thou, and I do know;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all too soon, I fear, the king shall rue." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, my liege. Now no way can I stray;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Save back to England, all the world's my way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Uncle, even in the glasses of thine eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	I see thy grieved heart: thy sad aspect" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath from the number of his banish'd years" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pluck'd four away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To HENRY BOLINGBROKE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Six frozen winter spent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Return with welcome home from banishment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	How long a time lies in one little word!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Four lagging winters and four wanton springs" & @CRLF & _
                "	End in a word: such is the breath of kings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	I thank my liege, that in regard of me" & @CRLF & _
                "	He shortens four years of my son's exile:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But little vantage shall I reap thereby;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, ere the six years that he hath to spend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can change their moons and bring their times about" & @CRLF & _
                "	My oil-dried lamp and time-bewasted light" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be extinct with age and endless night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My inch of taper will be burnt and done," & @CRLF & _
                "	And blindfold death not let me see my son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Why uncle, thou hast many years to live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	But not a minute, king, that thou canst give:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shorten my days thou canst with sullen sorrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	And pluck nights from me, but not lend a morrow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou canst help time to furrow me with age," & @CRLF & _
                "	But stop no wrinkle in his pilgrimage;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy word is current with him for my death," & @CRLF & _
                "	But dead, thy kingdom cannot buy my breath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Thy son is banish'd upon good advice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereto thy tongue a party-verdict gave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why at our justice seem'st thou then to lour?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	Things sweet to taste prove in digestion sour." & @CRLF & _
                "	You urged me as a judge; but I had rather" & @CRLF & _
                "	You would have bid me argue like a father." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, had it been a stranger, not my child," & @CRLF & _
                "	To smooth his fault I should have been more mild:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A partial slander sought I to avoid," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the sentence my own life destroy'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, I look'd when some of you should say," & @CRLF & _
                "	I was too strict to make mine own away;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But you gave leave to my unwilling tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against my will to do myself this wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Cousin, farewell; and, uncle, bid him so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Six years we banish him, and he shall go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Exeunt KING RICHARD II and train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	Cousin, farewell: what presence must not know," & @CRLF & _
                "	From where you do remain let paper show." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Marshal	My lord, no leave take I; for I will ride," & @CRLF & _
                "	As far as land will let me, by your side." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	O, to what purpose dost thou hoard thy words," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou return'st no greeting to thy friends?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	I have too few to take my leave of you," & @CRLF & _
                "	When the tongue's office should be prodigal" & @CRLF & _
                "	To breathe the abundant dolour of the heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	Thy grief is but thy absence for a time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Joy absent, grief is present for that time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	What is six winters? they are quickly gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	To men in joy; but grief makes one hour ten." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	Call it a travel that thou takest for pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	My heart will sigh when I miscall it so," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which finds it an inforced pilgrimage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	The sullen passage of thy weary steps" & @CRLF & _
                "	Esteem as foil wherein thou art to set" & @CRLF & _
                "	The precious jewel of thy home return." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Nay, rather, every tedious stride I make" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will but remember me what a deal of world" & @CRLF & _
                "	I wander from the jewels that I love." & @CRLF & _
                "	Must I not serve a long apprenticehood" & @CRLF & _
                "	To foreign passages, and in the end," & @CRLF & _
                "	Having my freedom, boast of nothing else" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that I was a journeyman to grief?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	All places that the eye of heaven visits" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are to a wise man ports and happy havens." & @CRLF & _
                "	Teach thy necessity to reason thus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no virtue like necessity." & @CRLF & _
                "	Think not the king did banish thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	But thou the king. Woe doth the heavier sit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where it perceives it is but faintly borne." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, say I sent thee forth to purchase honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not the king exiled thee; or suppose" & @CRLF & _
                "	Devouring pestilence hangs in our air" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou art flying to a fresher clime:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, what thy soul holds dear, imagine it" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lie that way thou go'st, not whence thou comest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Suppose the singing birds musicians," & @CRLF & _
                "	The grass whereon thou tread'st the presence strew'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	The flowers fair ladies, and thy steps no more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than a delightful measure or a dance;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite" & @CRLF & _
                "	The man that mocks at it and sets it light." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	O, who can hold a fire in his hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	By thinking on the frosty Caucasus?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite" & @CRLF & _
                "	By bare imagination of a feast?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or wallow naked in December snow" & @CRLF & _
                "	By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, no! the apprehension of the good" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gives but the greater feeling to the worse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fell sorrow's tooth doth never rankle more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than when he bites, but lanceth not the sore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	Come, come, my son, I'll bring thee on thy way:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had I thy youth and cause, I would not stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Then, England's ground, farewell; sweet soil, adieu;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My mother, and my nurse, that bears me yet!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where'er I wander, boast of this I can," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though banish'd, yet a trueborn Englishman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	The court." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING RICHARD II, with BAGOT and GREEN at one" & @CRLF & _
                "	door; and the DUKE OF AUMERLE at another]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	We did observe. Cousin Aumerle," & @CRLF & _
                "	How far brought you high Hereford on his way?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	I brought high Hereford, if you call him so," & @CRLF & _
                "	But to the next highway, and there I left him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	And say, what store of parting tears were shed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	Faith, none for me; except the north-east wind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which then blew bitterly against our faces," & @CRLF & _
                "	Awaked the sleeping rheum, and so by chance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did grace our hollow parting with a tear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	What said our cousin when you parted with him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	'Farewell:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for my heart disdained that my tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should so profane the word, that taught me craft" & @CRLF & _
                "	To counterfeit oppression of such grief" & @CRLF & _
                "	That words seem'd buried in my sorrow's grave." & @CRLF & _
                "	Marry, would the word 'farewell' have lengthen'd hours" & @CRLF & _
                "	And added years to his short banishment," & @CRLF & _
                "	He should have had a volume of farewells;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But since it would not, he had none of me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	He is our cousin, cousin; but 'tis doubt," & @CRLF & _
                "	When time shall call him home from banishment," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether our kinsman come to see his friends." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ourself and Bushy, Bagot here and Green" & @CRLF & _
                "	Observed his courtship to the common people;" & @CRLF & _
                "	How he did seem to dive into their hearts" & @CRLF & _
                "	With humble and familiar courtesy," & @CRLF & _
                "	What reverence he did throw away on slaves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wooing poor craftsmen with the craft of smiles" & @CRLF & _
                "	And patient underbearing of his fortune," & @CRLF & _
                "	As 'twere to banish their affects with him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Off goes his bonnet to an oyster-wench;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A brace of draymen bid God speed him well" & @CRLF & _
                "	And had the tribute of his supple knee," & @CRLF & _
                "	With 'Thanks, my countrymen, my loving friends;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	As were our England in reversion his," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he our subjects' next degree in hope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREEN	Well, he is gone; and with him go these thoughts." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now for the rebels which stand out in Ireland," & @CRLF & _
                "	Expedient manage must be made, my liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere further leisure yield them further means" & @CRLF & _
                "	For their advantage and your highness' loss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	We will ourself in person to this war:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for our coffers, with too great a court" & @CRLF & _
                "	And liberal largess, are grown somewhat light," & @CRLF & _
                "	We are inforced to farm our royal realm;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The revenue whereof shall furnish us" & @CRLF & _
                "	For our affairs in hand: if that come short," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our substitutes at home shall have blank charters;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereto, when they shall know what men are rich," & @CRLF & _
                "	They shall subscribe them for large sums of gold" & @CRLF & _
                "	And send them after to supply our wants;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For we will make for Ireland presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BUSHY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bushy, what news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUSHY	Old John of Gaunt is grievous sick, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Suddenly taken; and hath sent post haste" & @CRLF & _
                "	To entreat your majesty to visit him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Where lies he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUSHY	At Ely House." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Now put it, God, in the physician's mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	To help him to his grave immediately!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lining of his coffers shall make coats" & @CRLF & _
                "	To deck our soldiers for these Irish wars." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, gentlemen, let's all go visit him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray God we may make haste, and come too late!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Amen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Ely House." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JOHN OF GAUNT sick, with the DUKE OF YORK," & @CRLF & _
                "	&c]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	Will the king come, that I may breathe my last" & @CRLF & _
                "	In wholesome counsel to his unstaid youth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Vex not yourself, nor strive not with your breath;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For all in vain comes counsel to his ear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	O, but they say the tongues of dying men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Enforce attention like deep harmony:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where words are scarce, they are seldom spent in vain," & @CRLF & _
                "	For they breathe truth that breathe their words in pain." & @CRLF & _
                "	He that no more must say is listen'd more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than they whom youth and ease have taught to glose;" & @CRLF & _
                "	More are men's ends mark'd than their lives before:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The setting sun, and music at the close," & @CRLF & _
                "	As the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last," & @CRLF & _
                "	Writ in remembrance more than things long past:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though Richard my life's counsel would not hear," & @CRLF & _
                "	My death's sad tale may yet undeaf his ear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	No; it is stopp'd with other flattering sounds," & @CRLF & _
                "	As praises, of whose taste the wise are fond," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lascivious metres, to whose venom sound" & @CRLF & _
                "	The open ear of youth doth always listen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Report of fashions in proud Italy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose manners still our tardy apish nation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Limps after in base imitation." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where doth the world thrust forth a vanity--" & @CRLF & _
                "	So it be new, there's no respect how vile--" & @CRLF & _
                "	That is not quickly buzzed into his ears?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then all too late comes counsel to be heard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where will doth mutiny with wit's regard." & @CRLF & _
                "	Direct not him whose way himself will choose:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis breath thou lack'st, and that breath wilt thou lose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	Methinks I am a prophet new inspired" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thus expiring do foretell of him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His rash fierce blaze of riot cannot last," & @CRLF & _
                "	For violent fires soon burn out themselves;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Small showers last long, but sudden storms are short;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He tires betimes that spurs too fast betimes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With eager feeding food doth choke the feeder:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Light vanity, insatiate cormorant," & @CRLF & _
                "	Consuming means, soon preys upon itself." & @CRLF & _
                "	This royal throne of kings, this scepter'd isle," & @CRLF & _
                "	This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars," & @CRLF & _
                "	This other Eden, demi-paradise," & @CRLF & _
                "	This fortress built by Nature for herself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against infection and the hand of war," & @CRLF & _
                "	This happy breed of men, this little world," & @CRLF & _
                "	This precious stone set in the silver sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which serves it in the office of a wall," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or as a moat defensive to a house," & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the envy of less happier lands," & @CRLF & _
                "	This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England," & @CRLF & _
                "	This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Renowned for their deeds as far from home," & @CRLF & _
                "	For Christian service and true chivalry," & @CRLF & _
                "	As is the sepulchre in stubborn Jewry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the world's ransom, blessed Mary's Son," & @CRLF & _
                "	This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dear for her reputation through the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is now leased out, I die pronouncing it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to a tenement or pelting farm:" & @CRLF & _
                "	England, bound in with the triumphant sea" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose rocky shore beats back the envious siege" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of watery Neptune, is now bound in with shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	With inky blots and rotten parchment bonds:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That England, that was wont to conquer others," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath made a shameful conquest of itself." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, would the scandal vanish with my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	How happy then were my ensuing death!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING RICHARD II and QUEEN, DUKE OF AUMERLE," & @CRLF & _
                "	BUSHY, GREEN, BAGOT, LORD ROSS, and LORD" & @CRLF & _
                "	WILLOUGHBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	The king is come: deal mildly with his youth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For young hot colts being raged do rage the more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	How fares our noble uncle, Lancaster?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	What comfort, man? how is't with aged Gaunt?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	O how that name befits my composition!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Old Gaunt indeed, and gaunt in being old:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within me grief hath kept a tedious fast;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And who abstains from meat that is not gaunt?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For sleeping England long time have I watch'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Watching breeds leanness, leanness is all gaunt:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The pleasure that some fathers feed upon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is my strict fast; I mean, my children's looks;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therein fasting, hast thou made me gaunt:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gaunt am I for the grave, gaunt as a grave," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose hollow womb inherits nought but bones." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Can sick men play so nicely with their names?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	No, misery makes sport to mock itself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since thou dost seek to kill my name in me," & @CRLF & _
                "	I mock my name, great king, to flatter thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Should dying men flatter with those that live?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	No, no, men living flatter those that die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Thou, now a-dying, say'st thou flatterest me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	O, no! thou diest, though I the sicker be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	I am in health, I breathe, and see thee ill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	Now He that made me knows I see thee ill;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ill in myself to see, and in thee seeing ill." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy death-bed is no lesser than thy land" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein thou liest in reputation sick;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou, too careless patient as thou art," & @CRLF & _
                "	Commit'st thy anointed body to the cure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of those physicians that first wounded thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thousand flatterers sit within thy crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose compass is no bigger than thy head;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet, incaged in so small a verge," & @CRLF & _
                "	The waste is no whit lesser than thy land." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, had thy grandsire with a prophet's eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seen how his son's son should destroy his sons," & @CRLF & _
                "	From forth thy reach he would have laid thy shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deposing thee before thou wert possess'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which art possess'd now to depose thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, cousin, wert thou regent of the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	It were a shame to let this land by lease;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But for thy world enjoying but this land," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is it not more than shame to shame it so?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Landlord of England art thou now, not king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy state of law is bondslave to the law; And thou--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	         A lunatic lean-witted fool," & @CRLF & _
                "	Presuming on an ague's privilege," & @CRLF & _
                "	Darest with thy frozen admonition" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make pale our cheek, chasing the royal blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	With fury from his native residence." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, by my seat's right royal majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wert thou not brother to great Edward's son," & @CRLF & _
                "	This tongue that runs so roundly in thy head" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should run thy head from thy unreverent shoulders." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN OF GAUNT	O, spare me not, my brother Edward's son," & @CRLF & _
                "	For that I was his father Edward's son;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That blood already, like the pelican," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast thou tapp'd out and drunkenly caroused:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My brother Gloucester, plain well-meaning soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom fair befal in heaven 'mongst happy souls!" & @CRLF & _
                "	May be a precedent and witness good" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou respect'st not spilling Edward's blood:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Join with the present sickness that I have;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thy unkindness be like crooked age," & @CRLF & _
                "	To crop at once a too long wither'd flower." & @CRLF & _
                "	Live in thy shame, but die not shame with thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	These words hereafter thy tormentors be!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Convey me to my bed, then to my grave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Love they to live that love and honour have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit, borne off by his Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	And let them die that age and sullens have;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For both hast thou, and both become the grave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	I do beseech your majesty, impute his words" & @CRLF & _
                "	To wayward sickliness and age in him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He loves you, on my life, and holds you dear" & @CRLF & _
                "	As Harry Duke of Hereford, were he here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Right, you say true: as Hereford's love, so his;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As theirs, so mine; and all be as it is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter NORTHUMBERLAND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	My liege, old Gaunt commends him to your majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	What says he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	                  Nay, nothing; all is said" & @CRLF & _
                "	His tongue is now a stringless instrument;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Words, life and all, old Lancaster hath spent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Be York the next that must be bankrupt so!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though death be poor, it ends a mortal woe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	The ripest fruit first falls, and so doth he;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His time is spent, our pilgrimage must be." & @CRLF & _
                "	So much for that. Now for our Irish wars:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We must supplant those rough rug-headed kerns," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which live like venom where no venom else" & @CRLF & _
                "	But only they have privilege to live." & @CRLF & _
                "	And for these great affairs do ask some charge," & @CRLF & _
                "	Towards our assistance we do seize to us" & @CRLF & _
                "	The plate, corn, revenues and moveables," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereof our uncle Gaunt did stand possess'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	How long shall I be patient? ah, how long" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall tender duty make me suffer wrong?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not Gloucester's death, nor Hereford's banishment" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not Gaunt's rebukes, nor England's private wrongs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor the prevention of poor Bolingbroke" & @CRLF & _
                "	About his marriage, nor my own disgrace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have ever made me sour my patient cheek," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or bend one wrinkle on my sovereign's face." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am the last of noble Edward's sons," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of whom thy father, Prince of Wales, was first:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In war was never lion raged more fierce," & @CRLF & _
                "	In peace was never gentle lamb more mild," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than was that young and princely gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "	His face thou hast, for even so look'd he," & @CRLF & _
                "	Accomplish'd with the number of thy hours;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when he frown'd, it was against the French" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not against his friends; his noble hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did will what he did spend and spent not that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which his triumphant father's hand had won;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His hands were guilty of no kindred blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	But bloody with the enemies of his kin." & @CRLF & _
                "	O Richard! York is too far gone with grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else he never would compare between." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Why, uncle, what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	O my liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pardon me, if you please; if not, I, pleased" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not to be pardon'd, am content withal." & @CRLF & _
                "	Seek you to seize and gripe into your hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	The royalties and rights of banish'd Hereford?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not Gaunt dead, and doth not Hereford live?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was not Gaunt just, and is not Harry true?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did not the one deserve to have an heir?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not his heir a well-deserving son?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take Hereford's rights away, and take from Time" & @CRLF & _
                "	His charters and his customary rights;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let not to-morrow then ensue to-day;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not thyself; for how art thou a king" & @CRLF & _
                "	But by fair sequence and succession?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, afore God--God forbid I say true!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you do wrongfully seize Hereford's rights," & @CRLF & _
                "	Call in the letters patent that he hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	By his attorneys-general to sue" & @CRLF & _
                "	His livery, and deny his offer'd homage," & @CRLF & _
                "	You pluck a thousand dangers on your head," & @CRLF & _
                "	You lose a thousand well-disposed hearts" & @CRLF & _
                "	And prick my tender patience, to those thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which honour and allegiance cannot think." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Think what you will, we seize into our hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	His plate, his goods, his money and his lands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	I'll not be by the while: my liege, farewell:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What will ensue hereof, there's none can tell;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But by bad courses may be understood" & @CRLF & _
                "	That their events can never fall out good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Go, Bushy, to the Earl of Wiltshire straight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid him repair to us to Ely House" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see this business. To-morrow next" & @CRLF & _
                "	We will for Ireland; and 'tis time, I trow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And we create, in absence of ourself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our uncle York lord governor of England;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he is just and always loved us well." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come on, our queen: to-morrow must we part;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be merry, for our time of stay is short" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Exeunt KING RICHARD II, QUEEN, DUKE OF" & @CRLF & _
                "	AUMERLE, BUSHY, GREEN, and BAGOT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Well, lords, the Duke of Lancaster is dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD ROSS	And living too; for now his son is duke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD WILLOUGHBY	Barely in title, not in revenue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Richly in both, if justice had her right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD ROSS	My heart is great; but it must break with silence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere't be disburden'd with a liberal tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Nay, speak thy mind; and let him ne'er speak more" & @CRLF & _
                "	That speaks thy words again to do thee harm!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD WILLOUGHBY	Tends that thou wouldst speak to the Duke of Hereford?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If it be so, out with it boldly, man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Quick is mine ear to hear of good towards him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD ROSS	No good at all that I can do for him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless you call it good to pity him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bereft and gelded of his patrimony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Now, afore God, 'tis shame such wrongs are borne" & @CRLF & _
                "	In him, a royal prince, and many moe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of noble blood in this declining land." & @CRLF & _
                "	The king is not himself, but basely led" & @CRLF & _
                "	By flatterers; and what they will inform," & @CRLF & _
                "	Merely in hate, 'gainst any of us all," & @CRLF & _
                "	That will the king severely prosecute" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Gainst us, our lives, our children, and our heirs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD ROSS	The commons hath he pill'd with grievous taxes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And quite lost their hearts: the nobles hath he fined" & @CRLF & _
                "	For ancient quarrels, and quite lost their hearts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD WILLOUGHBY	And daily new exactions are devised," & @CRLF & _
                "	As blanks, benevolences, and I wot not what:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But what, o' God's name, doth become of this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Wars have not wasted it, for warr'd he hath not," & @CRLF & _
                "	But basely yielded upon compromise" & @CRLF & _
                "	That which his noble ancestors achieved with blows:" & @CRLF & _
                "	More hath he spent in peace than they in wars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD ROSS	The Earl of Wiltshire hath the realm in farm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD WILLOUGHBY	The king's grown bankrupt, like a broken man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Reproach and dissolution hangeth over him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD ROSS	He hath not money for these Irish wars," & @CRLF & _
                "	His burthenous taxations notwithstanding," & @CRLF & _
                "	But by the robbing of the banish'd duke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	His noble kinsman: most degenerate king!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, lords, we hear this fearful tempest sing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet see no shelter to avoid the storm;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We see the wind sit sore upon our sails," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet we strike not, but securely perish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD ROSS	We see the very wreck that we must suffer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And unavoided is the danger now," & @CRLF & _
                "	For suffering so the causes of our wreck." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Not so; even through the hollow eyes of death" & @CRLF & _
                "	I spy life peering; but I dare not say" & @CRLF & _
                "	How near the tidings of our comfort is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD WILLOUGHBY	Nay, let us share thy thoughts, as thou dost ours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD ROSS	Be confident to speak, Northumberland:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We three are but thyself; and, speaking so," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy words are but as thoughts; therefore, be bold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Then thus: I have from Port le Blanc, a bay" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Brittany, received intelligence" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Harry Duke of Hereford, Rainold Lord Cobham," & @CRLF & _
                "	[                                               ]" & @CRLF & _
                "	That late broke from the Duke of Exeter," & @CRLF & _
                "	His brother, Archbishop late of Canterbury," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Thomas Erpingham, Sir John Ramston," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir John Norbery, Sir Robert Waterton and Francis Quoint," & @CRLF & _
                "	All these well furnish'd by the Duke of Bretagne" & @CRLF & _
                "	With eight tall ships, three thousand men of war," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are making hither with all due expedience" & @CRLF & _
                "	And shortly mean to touch our northern shore:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perhaps they had ere this, but that they stay" & @CRLF & _
                "	The first departing of the king for Ireland." & @CRLF & _
                "	If then we shall shake off our slavish yoke," & @CRLF & _
                "	Imp out our drooping country's broken wing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Redeem from broking pawn the blemish'd crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wipe off the dust that hides our sceptre's gilt" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make high majesty look like itself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Away with me in post to Ravenspurgh;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if you faint, as fearing to do so," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stay and be secret, and myself will go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD ROSS	To horse, to horse! urge doubts to them that fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD WILLOUGHBY	Hold out my horse, and I will first be there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter QUEEN, BUSHY, and BAGOT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUSHY	Madam, your majesty is too much sad:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You promised, when you parted with the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	To lay aside life-harming heaviness" & @CRLF & _
                "	And entertain a cheerful disposition." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	To please the king I did; to please myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot do it; yet I know no cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why I should welcome such a guest as grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	Save bidding farewell to so sweet a guest" & @CRLF & _
                "	As my sweet Richard: yet again, methinks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some unborn sorrow, ripe in fortune's womb," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is coming towards me, and my inward soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	With nothing trembles: at some thing it grieves," & @CRLF & _
                "	More than with parting from my lord the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUSHY	Each substance of a grief hath twenty shadows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which shows like grief itself, but is not so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For sorrow's eye, glazed with blinding tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	Divides one thing entire to many objects;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like perspectives, which rightly gazed upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	Show nothing but confusion, eyed awry" & @CRLF & _
                "	Distinguish form: so your sweet majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Looking awry upon your lord's departure," & @CRLF & _
                "	Find shapes of grief, more than himself, to wail;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, look'd on as it is, is nought but shadows" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what it is not. Then, thrice-gracious queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	More than your lord's departure weep not: more's not seen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or if it be, 'tis with false sorrow's eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which for things true weeps things imaginary." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	It may be so; but yet my inward soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Persuades me it is otherwise: howe'er it be," & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot but be sad; so heavy sad" & @CRLF & _
                "	As, though on thinking on no thought I think," & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes me with heavy nothing faint and shrink." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUSHY	'Tis nothing but conceit, my gracious lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	'Tis nothing less: conceit is still derived" & @CRLF & _
                "	From some forefather grief; mine is not so," & @CRLF & _
                "	For nothing had begot my something grief;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or something hath the nothing that I grieve:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis in reversion that I do possess;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But what it is, that is not yet known; what" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot name; 'tis nameless woe, I wot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GREEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREEN	God save your majesty! and well met, gentlemen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hope the king is not yet shipp'd for Ireland." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	Why hopest thou so? 'tis better hope he is;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For his designs crave haste, his haste good hope:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then wherefore dost thou hope he is not shipp'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREEN	That he, our hope, might have retired his power," & @CRLF & _
                "	And driven into despair an enemy's hope," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who strongly hath set footing in this land:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The banish'd Bolingbroke repeals himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with uplifted arms is safe arrived" & @CRLF & _
                "	At Ravenspurgh." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	                  Now God in heaven forbid!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREEN	Ah, madam, 'tis too true: and that is worse," & @CRLF & _
                "	The Lord Northumberland, his son young Henry Percy," & @CRLF & _
                "	The Lords of Ross, Beaumond, and Willoughby," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all their powerful friends, are fled to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUSHY	Why have you not proclaim'd Northumberland" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the rest revolted faction traitors?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREEN	We have: whereupon the Earl of Worcester" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath broke his staff, resign'd his stewardship," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the household servants fled with him" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Bolingbroke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	So, Green, thou art the midwife to my woe," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Bolingbroke my sorrow's dismal heir:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now hath my soul brought forth her prodigy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I, a gasping new-deliver'd mother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have woe to woe, sorrow to sorrow join'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUSHY	Despair not, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	Who shall hinder me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will despair, and be at enmity" & @CRLF & _
                "	With cozening hope: he is a flatterer," & @CRLF & _
                "	A parasite, a keeper back of death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who gently would dissolve the bands of life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which false hope lingers in extremity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE OF YORK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREEN	Here comes the Duke of York." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	With signs of war about his aged neck:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, full of careful business are his looks!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Uncle, for God's sake, speak comfortable words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Should I do so, I should belie my thoughts:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Comfort's in heaven; and we are on the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where nothing lives but crosses, cares and grief." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your husband, he is gone to save far off," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst others come to make him lose at home:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here am I left to underprop his land," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, weak with age, cannot support myself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now comes the sick hour that his surfeit made;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now shall he try his friends that flatter'd him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	My lord, your son was gone before I came." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	He was? Why, so! go all which way it will!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The nobles they are fled, the commons they are cold," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will, I fear, revolt on Hereford's side." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sirrah, get thee to Plashy, to my sister Gloucester;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid her send me presently a thousand pound:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold, take my ring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	My lord, I had forgot to tell your lordship," & @CRLF & _
                "	To-day, as I came by, I called there;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I shall grieve you to report the rest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	What is't, knave?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	An hour before I came, the duchess died." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	God for his mercy! what a tide of woes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Comes rushing on this woeful land at once!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know not what to do: I would to God," & @CRLF & _
                "	So my untruth had not provoked him to it," & @CRLF & _
                "	The king had cut off my head with my brother's." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, are there no posts dispatch'd for Ireland?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How shall we do for money for these wars?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, sister,--cousin, I would say--pray, pardon me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, fellow, get thee home, provide some carts" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring away the armour that is there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gentlemen, will you go muster men?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I know how or which way to order these affairs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus thrust disorderly into my hands," & @CRLF & _
                "	Never believe me. Both are my kinsmen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The one is my sovereign, whom both my oath" & @CRLF & _
                "	And duty bids defend; the other again" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is my kinsman, whom the king hath wrong'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom conscience and my kindred bids to right." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, somewhat we must do. Come, cousin, I'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dispose of you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Gentlemen, go, muster up your men," & @CRLF & _
                "	And meet me presently at Berkeley." & @CRLF & _
                "	I should to Plashy too;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But time will not permit: all is uneven," & @CRLF & _
                "	And every thing is left at six and seven." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt DUKE OF YORK and QUEEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUSHY	The wind sits fair for news to go to Ireland," & @CRLF & _
                "	But none returns. For us to levy power" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proportionable to the enemy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is all unpossible." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREEN	Besides, our nearness to the king in love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is near the hate of those love not the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAGOT	And that's the wavering commons: for their love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lies in their purses, and whoso empties them" & @CRLF & _
                "	By so much fills their hearts with deadly hate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUSHY	Wherein the king stands generally condemn'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAGOT	If judgement lie in them, then so do we," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because we ever have been near the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREEN	Well, I will for refuge straight to Bristol castle:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Earl of Wiltshire is already there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUSHY	Thither will I with you; for little office" & @CRLF & _
                "	The hateful commons will perform for us," & @CRLF & _
                "	Except like curs to tear us all to pieces." & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you go along with us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAGOT	No; I will to Ireland to his majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell: if heart's presages be not vain," & @CRLF & _
                "	We three here art that ne'er shall meet again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUSHY	That's as York thrives to beat back Bolingbroke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREEN	Alas, poor duke! the task he undertakes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is numbering sands and drinking oceans dry:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where one on his side fights, thousands will fly." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell at once, for once, for all, and ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUSHY	Well, we may meet again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAGOT	I fear me, never." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Wilds in Gloucestershire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HENRY BOLINGBROKE and NORTHUMBERLAND, with Forces]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	How far is it, my lord, to Berkeley now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Believe me, noble lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am a stranger here in Gloucestershire:" & @CRLF & _
                "	These high wild hills and rough uneven ways" & @CRLF & _
                "	Draws out our miles, and makes them wearisome," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet your fair discourse hath been as sugar," & @CRLF & _
                "	Making the hard way sweet and delectable." & @CRLF & _
                "	But I bethink me what a weary way" & @CRLF & _
                "	From Ravenspurgh to Cotswold will be found" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Ross and Willoughby, wanting your company," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, I protest, hath very much beguiled" & @CRLF & _
                "	The tediousness and process of my travel:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But theirs is sweetened with the hope to have" & @CRLF & _
                "	The present benefit which I possess;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hope to joy is little less in joy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than hope enjoy'd: by this the weary lords" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall make their way seem short, as mine hath done" & @CRLF & _
                "	By sight of what I have, your noble company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Of much less value is my company" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than your good words. But who comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HENRY PERCY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	It is my son, young Harry Percy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sent from my brother Worcester, whencesoever." & @CRLF & _
                "	Harry, how fares your uncle?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY PERCY	I had thought, my lord, to have learn'd his health of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Why, is he not with the queen?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY PERCY	No, my good Lord; he hath forsook the court," & @CRLF & _
                "	Broken his staff of office and dispersed" & @CRLF & _
                "	The household of the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	What was his reason?" & @CRLF & _
                "	He was not so resolved when last we spake together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY PERCY	Because your lordship was proclaimed traitor." & @CRLF & _
                "	But he, my lord, is gone to Ravenspurgh," & @CRLF & _
                "	To offer service to the Duke of Hereford," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sent me over by Berkeley, to discover" & @CRLF & _
                "	What power the Duke of York had levied there;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then with directions to repair to Ravenspurgh." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Have you forgot the Duke of Hereford, boy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY PERCY	No, my good lord, for that is not forgot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which ne'er I did remember: to my knowledge," & @CRLF & _
                "	I never in my life did look on him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Then learn to know him now; this is the duke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY PERCY	My gracious lord, I tender you my service," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such as it is, being tender, raw and young:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which elder days shall ripen and confirm" & @CRLF & _
                "	To more approved service and desert." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	I thank thee, gentle Percy; and be sure" & @CRLF & _
                "	I count myself in nothing else so happy" & @CRLF & _
                "	As in a soul remembering my good friends;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as my fortune ripens with thy love," & @CRLF & _
                "	It shall be still thy true love's recompense:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart this covenant makes, my hand thus seals it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	How far is it to Berkeley? and what stir" & @CRLF & _
                "	Keeps good old York there with his men of war?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY PERCY	There stands the castle, by yon tuft of trees," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mann'd with three hundred men, as I have heard;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in it are the Lords of York, Berkeley, and Seymour;" & @CRLF & _
                "	None else of name and noble estimate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LORD ROSS and LORD WILLOUGHBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Here come the Lords of Ross and Willoughby," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bloody with spurring, fiery-red with haste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Welcome, my lords. I wot your love pursues" & @CRLF & _
                "	A banish'd traitor: all my treasury" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is yet but unfelt thanks, which more enrich'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be your love and labour's recompense." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD ROSS	Your presence makes us rich, most noble lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD WILLOUGHBY	And far surmounts our labour to attain it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Evermore thanks, the exchequer of the poor;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, till my infant fortune comes to years," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stands for my bounty. But who comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LORD BERKELEY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	It is my Lord of Berkeley, as I guess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD BERKELEY	My Lord of Hereford, my message is to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	My lord, my answer is--to Lancaster;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I am come to seek that name in England;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I must find that title in your tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before I make reply to aught you say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD BERKELEY	Mistake me not, my lord; 'tis not my meaning" & @CRLF & _
                "	To raze one title of your honour out:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To you, my lord, I come, what lord you will," & @CRLF & _
                "	From the most gracious regent of this land," & @CRLF & _
                "	The Duke of York, to know what pricks you on" & @CRLF & _
                "	To take advantage of the absent time" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fright our native peace with self-born arms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE OF YORK attended]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	I shall not need transport my words by you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes his grace in person. My noble uncle!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kneels]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Show me thy humble heart, and not thy knee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose duty is deceiveable and false." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	My gracious uncle--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Tut, tut!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Grace me no grace, nor uncle me no uncle:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am no traitor's uncle; and that word 'grace.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	In an ungracious mouth is but profane." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why have those banish'd and forbidden legs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dared once to touch a dust of England's ground?" & @CRLF & _
                "	But then more 'why?' why have they dared to march" & @CRLF & _
                "	So many miles upon her peaceful bosom," & @CRLF & _
                "	Frighting her pale-faced villages with war" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ostentation of despised arms?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Comest thou because the anointed king is hence?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, foolish boy, the king is left behind," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in my loyal bosom lies his power." & @CRLF & _
                "	Were I but now the lord of such hot youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	As when brave Gaunt, thy father, and myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rescued the Black Prince, that young Mars of men," & @CRLF & _
                "	From forth the ranks of many thousand French," & @CRLF & _
                "	O, then how quickly should this arm of mine." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now prisoner to the palsy, chastise thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	And minister correction to thy fault!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	My gracious uncle, let me know my fault:" & @CRLF & _
                "	On what condition stands it and wherein?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Even in condition of the worst degree," & @CRLF & _
                "	In gross rebellion and detested treason:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art a banish'd man, and here art come" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before the expiration of thy time," & @CRLF & _
                "	In braving arms against thy sovereign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	As I was banish'd, I was banish'd Hereford;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But as I come, I come for Lancaster." & @CRLF & _
                "	And, noble uncle, I beseech your grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look on my wrongs with an indifferent eye:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are my father, for methinks in you" & @CRLF & _
                "	I see old Gaunt alive; O, then, my father," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you permit that I shall stand condemn'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	A wandering vagabond; my rights and royalties" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pluck'd from my arms perforce and given away" & @CRLF & _
                "	To upstart unthrifts? Wherefore was I born?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If that my cousin king be King of England," & @CRLF & _
                "	It must be granted I am Duke of Lancaster." & @CRLF & _
                "	You have a son, Aumerle, my noble cousin;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had you first died, and he been thus trod down," & @CRLF & _
                "	He should have found his uncle Gaunt a father," & @CRLF & _
                "	To rouse his wrongs and chase them to the bay." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am denied to sue my livery here," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet my letters-patents give me leave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father's goods are all distrain'd and sold," & @CRLF & _
                "	And these and all are all amiss employ'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	What would you have me do? I am a subject," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I challenge law: attorneys are denied me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore, personally I lay my claim" & @CRLF & _
                "	To my inheritance of free descent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	The noble duke hath been too much abused." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD ROSS	It stands your grace upon to do him right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD WILLOUGHBY	Base men by his endowments are made great." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	My lords of England, let me tell you this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have had feeling of my cousin's wrongs" & @CRLF & _
                "	And laboured all I could to do him right;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in this kind to come, in braving arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be his own carver and cut out his way," & @CRLF & _
                "	To find out right with wrong, it may not be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you that do abet him in this kind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cherish rebellion and are rebels all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	The noble duke hath sworn his coming is" & @CRLF & _
                "	But for his own; and for the right of that" & @CRLF & _
                "	We all have strongly sworn to give him aid;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let him ne'er see joy that breaks that oath!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Well, well, I see the issue of these arms:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot mend it, I must needs confess," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because my power is weak and all ill left:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if I could, by Him that gave me life," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would attach you all and make you stoop" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the sovereign mercy of the king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But since I cannot, be it known to you" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do remain as neuter. So, fare you well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless you please to enter in the castle" & @CRLF & _
                "	And there repose you for this night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	An offer, uncle, that we will accept:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But we must win your grace to go with us" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Bristol castle, which they say is held" & @CRLF & _
                "	By Bushy, Bagot and their complices," & @CRLF & _
                "	The caterpillars of the commonwealth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I have sworn to weed and pluck away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	It may be I will go with you: but yet I'll pause;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am loath to break our country's laws." & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor friends nor foes, to me welcome you are:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Things past redress are now with me past care." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	A camp in Wales." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EARL OF SALISBURY and a Welsh Captain]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	My lord of Salisbury, we have stay'd ten days," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hardly kept our countrymen together," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet we hear no tidings from the king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore we will disperse ourselves: farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF SALISBURY	Stay yet another day, thou trusty Welshman:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king reposeth all his confidence in thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	'Tis thought the king is dead; we will not stay." & @CRLF & _
                "	The bay-trees in our country are all wither'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	And meteors fright the fixed stars of heaven;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The pale-faced moon looks bloody on the earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	And lean-look'd prophets whisper fearful change;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rich men look sad and ruffians dance and leap," & @CRLF & _
                "	The one in fear to lose what they enjoy," & @CRLF & _
                "	The other to enjoy by rage and war:" & @CRLF & _
                "	These signs forerun the death or fall of kings." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell: our countrymen are gone and fled," & @CRLF & _
                "	As well assured Richard their king is dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF SALISBURY	Ah, Richard, with the eyes of heavy mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	I see thy glory like a shooting star" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fall to the base earth from the firmament." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy sun sets weeping in the lowly west," & @CRLF & _
                "	Witnessing storms to come, woe and unrest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy friends are fled to wait upon thy foes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And crossly to thy good all fortune goes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Bristol. Before the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HENRY BOLINGBROKE, DUKE OF YORK," & @CRLF & _
                "	NORTHUMBERLAND, LORD ROSS, HENRY PERCY, LORD" & @CRLF & _
                "	WILLOUGHBY, with BUSHY and GREEN, prisoners]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Bring forth these men." & @CRLF & _
                "	Bushy and Green, I will not vex your souls--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since presently your souls must part your bodies--" & @CRLF & _
                "	With too much urging your pernicious lives," & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'twere no charity; yet, to wash your blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	From off my hands, here in the view of men" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will unfold some causes of your deaths." & @CRLF & _
                "	You have misled a prince, a royal king," & @CRLF & _
                "	A happy gentleman in blood and lineaments," & @CRLF & _
                "	By you unhappied and disfigured clean:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have in manner with your sinful hours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made a divorce betwixt his queen and him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Broke the possession of a royal bed" & @CRLF & _
                "	And stain'd the beauty of a fair queen's cheeks" & @CRLF & _
                "	With tears drawn from her eyes by your foul wrongs." & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself, a prince by fortune of my birth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Near to the king in blood, and near in love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till you did make him misinterpret me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have stoop'd my neck under your injuries," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sigh'd my English breath in foreign clouds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Eating the bitter bread of banishment;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst you have fed upon my signories," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dispark'd my parks and fell'd my forest woods," & @CRLF & _
                "	From my own windows torn my household coat," & @CRLF & _
                "	Razed out my imprese, leaving me no sign," & @CRLF & _
                "	Save men's opinions and my living blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	To show the world I am a gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "	This and much more, much more than twice all this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Condemns you to the death. See them deliver'd over" & @CRLF & _
                "	To execution and the hand of death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUSHY	More welcome is the stroke of death to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than Bolingbroke to England. Lords, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREEN	My comfort is that heaven will take our souls" & @CRLF & _
                "	And plague injustice with the pains of hell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	My Lord Northumberland, see them dispatch'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt NORTHUMBERLAND and others, with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	prisoners]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Uncle, you say the queen is at your house;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For God's sake, fairly let her be entreated:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell her I send to her my kind commends;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take special care my greetings be deliver'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	A gentleman of mine I have dispatch'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With letters of your love to her at large." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Thank, gentle uncle. Come, lords, away." & @CRLF & _
                "	To fight with Glendower and his complices:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Awhile to work, and after holiday." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The coast of Wales. A castle in view." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drums; flourish and colours. Enter KING RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "	II, the BISHOP OF CARLISLE, DUKE OF AUMERLE, and Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Barkloughly castle call they this at hand?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	Yea, my lord. How brooks your grace the air," & @CRLF & _
                "	After your late tossing on the breaking seas?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Needs must I like it well: I weep for joy" & @CRLF & _
                "	To stand upon my kingdom once again." & @CRLF & _
                "	Dear earth, I do salute thee with my hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though rebels wound thee with their horses' hoofs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As a long-parted mother with her child" & @CRLF & _
                "	Plays fondly with her tears and smiles in meeting," & @CRLF & _
                "	So, weeping, smiling, greet I thee, my earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And do thee favours with my royal hands." & @CRLF & _
                "	Feed not thy sovereign's foe, my gentle earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor with thy sweets comfort his ravenous sense;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But let thy spiders, that suck up thy venom," & @CRLF & _
                "	And heavy-gaited toads lie in their way," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doing annoyance to the treacherous feet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which with usurping steps do trample thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yield stinging nettles to mine enemies;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when they from thy bosom pluck a flower," & @CRLF & _
                "	Guard it, I pray thee, with a lurking adder" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose double tongue may with a mortal touch" & @CRLF & _
                "	Throw death upon thy sovereign's enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "	Mock not my senseless conjuration, lords:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This earth shall have a feeling and these stones" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prove armed soldiers, ere her native king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall falter under foul rebellion's arms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP OF CARLISLE	Fear not, my lord: that Power that made you king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath power to keep you king in spite of all." & @CRLF & _
                "	The means that heaven yields must be embraced," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not neglected; else, if heaven would," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we will not, heaven's offer we refuse," & @CRLF & _
                "	The proffer'd means of succor and redress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	He means, my lord, that we are too remiss;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst Bolingbroke, through our security," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grows strong and great in substance and in power." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Discomfortable cousin! know'st thou not" & @CRLF & _
                "	That when the searching eye of heaven is hid," & @CRLF & _
                "	Behind the globe, that lights the lower world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then thieves and robbers range abroad unseen" & @CRLF & _
                "	In murders and in outrage, boldly here;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when from under this terrestrial ball" & @CRLF & _
                "	He fires the proud tops of the eastern pines" & @CRLF & _
                "	And darts his light through every guilty hole," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then murders, treasons and detested sins," & @CRLF & _
                "	The cloak of night being pluck'd from off their backs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand bare and naked, trembling at themselves?" & @CRLF & _
                "	So when this thief, this traitor, Bolingbroke," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who all this while hath revell'd in the night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst we were wandering with the antipodes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall see us rising in our throne, the east," & @CRLF & _
                "	His treasons will sit blushing in his face," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not able to endure the sight of day," & @CRLF & _
                "	But self-affrighted tremble at his sin." & @CRLF & _
                "	Not all the water in the rough rude sea" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can wash the balm off from an anointed king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The breath of worldly men cannot depose" & @CRLF & _
                "	The deputy elected by the Lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For every man that Bolingbroke hath press'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lift shrewd steel against our golden crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	God for his Richard hath in heavenly pay" & @CRLF & _
                "	A glorious angel: then, if angels fight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Weak men must fall, for heaven still guards the right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EARL OF SALISBURY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Welcome, my lord	how far off lies your power?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF SALISBURY	Nor near nor farther off, my gracious lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than this weak arm: discomfort guides my tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bids me speak of nothing but despair." & @CRLF & _
                "	One day too late, I fear me, noble lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath clouded all thy happy days on earth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, call back yesterday, bid time return," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou shalt have twelve thousand fighting men!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-day, to-day, unhappy day, too late," & @CRLF & _
                "	O'erthrows thy joys, friends, fortune and thy state:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For all the Welshmen, hearing thou wert dead." & @CRLF & _
                "	Are gone to Bolingbroke, dispersed and fled." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	Comfort, my liege; why looks your grace so pale?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	But now the blood of twenty thousand men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did triumph in my face, and they are fled;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, till so much blood thither come again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I not reason to look pale and dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "	All souls that will be safe fly from my side," & @CRLF & _
                "	For time hath set a blot upon my pride." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	Comfort, my liege; remember who you are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	I had forgot myself; am I not king?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Awake, thou coward majesty! thou sleepest." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not the king's name twenty thousand names?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Arm, arm, my name! a puny subject strikes" & @CRLF & _
                "	At thy great glory. Look not to the ground," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ye favourites of a king: are we not high?" & @CRLF & _
                "	High be our thoughts: I know my uncle York" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath power enough to serve our turn. But who comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR STEPHEN SCROOP]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR STEPHEN SCROOP	More health and happiness betide my liege" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than can my care-tuned tongue deliver him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Mine ear is open and my heart prepared;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The worst is worldly loss thou canst unfold." & @CRLF & _
                "	Say, is my kingdom lost? why, 'twas my care" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what loss is it to be rid of care?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strives Bolingbroke to be as great as we?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Greater he shall not be; if he serve God," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll serve Him too and be his fellow so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Revolt our subjects? that we cannot mend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They break their faith to God as well as us:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cry woe, destruction, ruin and decay:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The worst is death, and death will have his day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR STEPHEN SCROOP	Glad am I that your highness is so arm'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bear the tidings of calamity." & @CRLF & _
                "	Like an unseasonable stormy day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which makes the silver rivers drown their shores," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if the world were all dissolved to tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	So high above his limits swells the rage" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Bolingbroke, covering your fearful land" & @CRLF & _
                "	With hard bright steel and hearts harder than steel." & @CRLF & _
                "	White-beards have arm'd their thin and hairless scalps" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against thy majesty; boys, with women's voices," & @CRLF & _
                "	Strive to speak big and clap their female joints" & @CRLF & _
                "	In stiff unwieldy arms against thy crown:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very beadsmen learn to bend their bows" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of double-fatal yew against thy state;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, distaff-women manage rusty bills" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against thy seat: both young and old rebel," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all goes worse than I have power to tell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Too well, too well thou tell'st a tale so ill." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is the Earl of Wiltshire? where is Bagot?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is become of Bushy? where is Green?" & @CRLF & _
                "	That they have let the dangerous enemy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Measure our confines with such peaceful steps?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If we prevail, their heads shall pay for it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I warrant they have made peace with Bolingbroke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR STEPHEN SCROOP	Peace have they made with him indeed, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	O villains, vipers, damn'd without redemption!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dogs, easily won to fawn on any man!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Snakes, in my heart-blood warm'd, that sting my heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Three Judases, each one thrice worse than Judas!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would they make peace? terrible hell make war" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon their spotted souls for this offence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR STEPHEN SCROOP	Sweet love, I see, changing his property," & @CRLF & _
                "	Turns to the sourest and most deadly hate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Again uncurse their souls; their peace is made" & @CRLF & _
                "	With heads, and not with hands; those whom you curse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have felt the worst of death's destroying wound" & @CRLF & _
                "	And lie full low, graved in the hollow ground." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	Is Bushy, Green, and the Earl of Wiltshire dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR STEPHEN SCROOP	Ay, all of them at Bristol lost their heads." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	Where is the duke my father with his power?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	No matter where; of comfort no man speak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make dust our paper and with rainy eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's choose executors and talk of wills:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet not so, for what can we bequeath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Save our deposed bodies to the ground?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our lands, our lives and all are Bolingbroke's," & @CRLF & _
                "	And nothing can we call our own but death" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that small model of the barren earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which serves as paste and cover to our bones." & @CRLF & _
                "	For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground" & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell sad stories of the death of kings;" & @CRLF & _
                "	How some have been deposed; some slain in war," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some haunted by the ghosts they have deposed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some poison'd by their wives: some sleeping kill'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	All murder'd: for within the hollow crown" & @CRLF & _
                "	That rounds the mortal temples of a king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Keeps Death his court and there the antic sits," & @CRLF & _
                "	Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp," & @CRLF & _
                "	Allowing him a breath, a little scene," & @CRLF & _
                "	To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Infusing him with self and vain conceit," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if this flesh which walls about our life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were brass impregnable, and humour'd thus" & @CRLF & _
                "	Comes at the last and with a little pin" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bores through his castle wall, and farewell king!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cover your heads and mock not flesh and blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	With solemn reverence: throw away respect," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tradition, form and ceremonious duty," & @CRLF & _
                "	For you have but mistook me all this while:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I live with bread like you, feel want," & @CRLF & _
                "	Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus," & @CRLF & _
                "	How can you say to me, I am a king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP OF CARLISLE	My lord, wise men ne'er sit and wail their woes," & @CRLF & _
                "	But presently prevent the ways to wail." & @CRLF & _
                "	To fear the foe, since fear oppresseth strength," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gives in your weakness strength unto your foe," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so your follies fight against yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fear and be slain; no worse can come to fight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fight and die is death destroying death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where fearing dying pays death servile breath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	My father hath a power; inquire of him" & @CRLF & _
                "	And learn to make a body of a limb." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Thou chidest me well: proud Bolingbroke, I come" & @CRLF & _
                "	To change blows with thee for our day of doom." & @CRLF & _
                "	This ague fit of fear is over-blown;" & @CRLF & _
                "	An easy task it is to win our own." & @CRLF & _
                "	Say, Scroop, where lies our uncle with his power?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak sweetly, man, although thy looks be sour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR STEPHEN SCROOP	Men judge by the complexion of the sky" & @CRLF & _
                "	The state and inclination of the day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So may you by my dull and heavy eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	My tongue hath but a heavier tale to say." & @CRLF & _
                "	I play the torturer, by small and small" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lengthen out the worst that must be spoken:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your uncle York is join'd with Bolingbroke," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all your northern castles yielded up," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all your southern gentlemen in arms" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon his party." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	                  Thou hast said enough." & @CRLF & _
                "	Beshrew thee, cousin, which didst lead me forth" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To DUKE OF AUMERLE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of that sweet way I was in to despair!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What say you now? what comfort have we now?" & @CRLF & _
                "	By heaven, I'll hate him everlastingly" & @CRLF & _
                "	That bids me be of comfort any more." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go to Flint castle: there I'll pine away;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A king, woe's slave, shall kingly woe obey." & @CRLF & _
                "	That power I have, discharge; and let them go" & @CRLF & _
                "	To ear the land that hath some hope to grow," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I have none: let no man speak again" & @CRLF & _
                "	To alter this, for counsel is but vain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	My liege, one word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	He does me double wrong" & @CRLF & _
                "	That wounds me with the flatteries of his tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "	Discharge my followers: let them hence away," & @CRLF & _
                "	From Richard's night to Bolingbroke's fair day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Wales. Before Flint castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, with drum and colours, HENRY BOLINGBROKE," & @CRLF & _
                "	DUKE OF YORK, NORTHUMBERLAND, Attendants, and forces]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	So that by this intelligence we learn" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Welshmen are dispersed, and Salisbury" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is gone to meet the king, who lately landed" & @CRLF & _
                "	With some few private friends upon this coast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	The news is very fair and good, my lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Richard not far from hence hath hid his head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	It would beseem the Lord Northumberland" & @CRLF & _
                "	To say 'King Richard:' alack the heavy day" & @CRLF & _
                "	When such a sacred king should hide his head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Your grace mistakes; only to be brief" & @CRLF & _
                "	Left I his title out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	The time hath been," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would you have been so brief with him, he would" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have been so brief with you, to shorten you," & @CRLF & _
                "	For taking so the head, your whole head's length." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Mistake not, uncle, further than you should." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Take not, good cousin, further than you should." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest you mistake the heavens are o'er our heads." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	I know it, uncle, and oppose not myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against their will. But who comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HENRY PERCY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Welcome, Harry: what, will not this castle yield?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY PERCY	The castle royally is mann'd, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Against thy entrance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Royally!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, it contains no king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY PERCY	Yes, my good lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	It doth contain a king; King Richard lies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within the limits of yon lime and stone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with him are the Lord Aumerle, Lord Salisbury," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Stephen Scroop, besides a clergyman" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of holy reverence; who, I cannot learn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	O, belike it is the Bishop of Carlisle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Noble lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go to the rude ribs of that ancient castle;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Through brazen trumpet send the breath of parley" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into his ruin'd ears, and thus deliver:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Henry Bolingbroke" & @CRLF & _
                "	On both his knees doth kiss King Richard's hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sends allegiance and true faith of heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	To his most royal person, hither come" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even at his feet to lay my arms and power," & @CRLF & _
                "	Provided that my banishment repeal'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	And lands restored again be freely granted:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not, I'll use the advantage of my power" & @CRLF & _
                "	And lay the summer's dust with showers of blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rain'd from the wounds of slaughter'd Englishmen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The which, how far off from the mind of Bolingbroke" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is, such crimson tempest should bedrench" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fresh green lap of fair King Richard's land," & @CRLF & _
                "	My stooping duty tenderly shall show." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, signify as much, while here we march" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the grassy carpet of this plain." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's march without the noise of threatening drum," & @CRLF & _
                "	That from this castle's tatter'd battlements" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our fair appointments may be well perused." & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks King Richard and myself should meet" & @CRLF & _
                "	With no less terror than the elements" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of fire and water, when their thundering shock" & @CRLF & _
                "	At meeting tears the cloudy cheeks of heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be he the fire, I'll be the yielding water:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rage be his, whilst on the earth I rain" & @CRLF & _
                "	My waters; on the earth, and not on him." & @CRLF & _
                "	March on, and mark King Richard how he looks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Parle without, and answer within. Then a flourish." & @CRLF & _
                "	Enter on the walls, KING RICHARD II, the BISHOP OF" & @CRLF & _
                "	CARLISLE, DUKE OF AUMERLE, SIR STEPHEN SCROOP, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	EARL OF SALISBURY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	See, see, King Richard doth himself appear," & @CRLF & _
                "	As doth the blushing discontented sun" & @CRLF & _
                "	From out the fiery portal of the east," & @CRLF & _
                "	When he perceives the envious clouds are bent" & @CRLF & _
                "	To dim his glory and to stain the track" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of his bright passage to the occident." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Yet looks he like a king: behold, his eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	As bright as is the eagle's, lightens forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Controlling majesty: alack, alack, for woe," & @CRLF & _
                "	That any harm should stain so fair a show!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	We are amazed; and thus long have we stood" & @CRLF & _
                "	To watch the fearful bending of thy knee," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To NORTHUMBERLAND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Because we thought ourself thy lawful king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if we be, how dare thy joints forget" & @CRLF & _
                "	To pay their awful duty to our presence?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If we be not, show us the hand of God" & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath dismissed us from our stewardship;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For well we know, no hand of blood and bone" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can gripe the sacred handle of our sceptre," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless he do profane, steal, or usurp." & @CRLF & _
                "	And though you think that all, as you have done," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have torn their souls by turning them from us," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we are barren and bereft of friends;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet know, my master, God omnipotent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is mustering in his clouds on our behalf" & @CRLF & _
                "	Armies of pestilence; and they shall strike" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your children yet unborn and unbegot," & @CRLF & _
                "	That lift your vassal hands against my head" & @CRLF & _
                "	And threat the glory of my precious crown." & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell Bolingbroke--for yond methinks he stands--" & @CRLF & _
                "	That every stride he makes upon my land" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is dangerous treason: he is come to open" & @CRLF & _
                "	The purple testament of bleeding war;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But ere the crown he looks for live in peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ten thousand bloody crowns of mothers' sons" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall ill become the flower of England's face," & @CRLF & _
                "	Change the complexion of her maid-pale peace" & @CRLF & _
                "	To scarlet indignation and bedew" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her pastures' grass with faithful English blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	The king of heaven forbid our lord the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should so with civil and uncivil arms" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be rush'd upon! Thy thrice noble cousin" & @CRLF & _
                "	Harry Bolingbroke doth humbly kiss thy hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by the honourable tomb he swears," & @CRLF & _
                "	That stands upon your royal grandsire's bones," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by the royalties of both your bloods," & @CRLF & _
                "	Currents that spring from one most gracious head," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by the buried hand of warlike Gaunt," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by the worth and honour of himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Comprising all that may be sworn or said," & @CRLF & _
                "	His coming hither hath no further scope" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than for his lineal royalties and to beg" & @CRLF & _
                "	Enfranchisement immediate on his knees:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which on thy royal party granted once," & @CRLF & _
                "	His glittering arms he will commend to rust," & @CRLF & _
                "	His barbed steeds to stables, and his heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	To faithful service of your majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "	This swears he, as he is a prince, is just;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as I am a gentleman, I credit him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Northumberland, say thus the king returns:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His noble cousin is right welcome hither;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the number of his fair demands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be accomplish'd without contradiction:" & @CRLF & _
                "	With all the gracious utterance thou hast" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak to his gentle hearing kind commends." & @CRLF & _
                "	We do debase ourselves, cousin, do we not," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To DUKE OF AUMERLE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	To look so poorly and to speak so fair?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall we call back Northumberland, and send" & @CRLF & _
                "	Defiance to the traitor, and so die?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	No, good my lord; let's fight with gentle words" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till time lend friends and friends their helpful swords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	O God, O God! that e'er this tongue of mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	That laid the sentence of dread banishment" & @CRLF & _
                "	On yon proud man, should take it off again" & @CRLF & _
                "	With words of sooth! O that I were as great" & @CRLF & _
                "	As is my grief, or lesser than my name!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or that I could forget what I have been," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or not remember what I must be now!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Swell'st thou, proud heart? I'll give thee scope to beat," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since foes have scope to beat both thee and me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	Northumberland comes back from Bolingbroke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	What must the king do now? must he submit?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king shall do it: must he be deposed?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king shall be contented: must he lose" & @CRLF & _
                "	The name of king? o' God's name, let it go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll give my jewels for a set of beads," & @CRLF & _
                "	My gorgeous palace for a hermitage," & @CRLF & _
                "	My gay apparel for an almsman's gown," & @CRLF & _
                "	My figured goblets for a dish of wood," & @CRLF & _
                "	My sceptre for a palmer's walking staff," & @CRLF & _
                "	My subjects for a pair of carved saints" & @CRLF & _
                "	And my large kingdom for a little grave," & @CRLF & _
                "	A little little grave, an obscure grave;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I'll be buried in the king's highway," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some way of common trade, where subjects' feet" & @CRLF & _
                "	May hourly trample on their sovereign's head;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For on my heart they tread now whilst I live;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And buried once, why not upon my head?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Aumerle, thou weep'st, my tender-hearted cousin!" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll make foul weather with despised tears;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our sighs and they shall lodge the summer corn," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make a dearth in this revolting land." & @CRLF & _
                "	Or shall we play the wantons with our woes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make some pretty match with shedding tears?" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thus, to drop them still upon one place," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till they have fretted us a pair of graves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within the earth; and, therein laid,--there lies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two kinsmen digg'd their graves with weeping eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "	Would not this ill do well? Well, well, I see" & @CRLF & _
                "	I talk but idly, and you laugh at me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Most mighty prince, my Lord Northumberland," & @CRLF & _
                "	What says King Bolingbroke? will his majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give Richard leave to live till Richard die?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You make a leg, and Bolingbroke says ay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	My lord, in the base court he doth attend" & @CRLF & _
                "	To speak with you; may it please you to come down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Down, down I come; like glistering Phaethon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wanting the manage of unruly jades." & @CRLF & _
                "	In the base court? Base court, where kings grow base," & @CRLF & _
                "	To come at traitors' calls and do them grace." & @CRLF & _
                "	In the base court? Come down? Down, court!" & @CRLF & _
                "	down, king!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For night-owls shriek where mounting larks" & @CRLF & _
                "	should sing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt from above]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	What says his majesty?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Sorrow and grief of heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes him speak fondly, like a frantic man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet he is come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING RICHARD and his attendants below]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Stand all apart," & @CRLF & _
                "	And show fair duty to his majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He kneels down]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	My gracious lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Fair cousin, you debase your princely knee" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make the base earth proud with kissing it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Me rather had my heart might feel your love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than my unpleased eye see your courtesy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Up, cousin, up; your heart is up, I know," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus high at least, although your knee be low." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	My gracious lord, I come but for mine own." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Your own is yours, and I am yours, and all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	So far be mine, my most redoubted lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	As my true service shall deserve your love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Well you deserve: they well deserve to have," & @CRLF & _
                "	That know the strong'st and surest way to get." & @CRLF & _
                "	Uncle, give me your hands: nay, dry your eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tears show their love, but want their remedies." & @CRLF & _
                "	Cousin, I am too young to be your father," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though you are old enough to be my heir." & @CRLF & _
                "	What you will have, I'll give, and willing too;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For do we must what force will have us do." & @CRLF & _
                "	Set on towards London, cousin, is it so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Yea, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Then I must not say no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	LANGLEY. The DUKE OF YORK's garden." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the QUEEN and two Ladies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	What sport shall we devise here in this garden," & @CRLF & _
                "	To drive away the heavy thought of care?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lady	Madam, we'll play at bowls." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	'Twill make me think the world is full of rubs," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that my fortune rubs against the bias." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lady	Madam, we'll dance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	My legs can keep no measure in delight," & @CRLF & _
                "	When my poor heart no measure keeps in grief:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, no dancing, girl; some other sport." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lady	Madam, we'll tell tales." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	Of sorrow or of joy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lady	Of either, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	Of neither, girl:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For of joy, being altogether wanting," & @CRLF & _
                "	It doth remember me the more of sorrow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or if of grief, being altogether had," & @CRLF & _
                "	It adds more sorrow to my want of joy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For what I have I need not to repeat;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what I want it boots not to complain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lady	Madam, I'll sing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	'Tis well that thou hast cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	But thou shouldst please me better, wouldst thou weep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lady	I could weep, madam, would it do you good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	And I could sing, would weeping do me good," & @CRLF & _
                "	And never borrow any tear of thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Gardener, and two Servants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	But stay, here come the gardeners:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's step into the shadow of these trees." & @CRLF & _
                "	My wretchedness unto a row of pins," & @CRLF & _
                "	They'll talk of state; for every one doth so" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against a change; woe is forerun with woe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[QUEEN and Ladies retire]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gardener	Go, bind thou up yon dangling apricocks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, like unruly children, make their sire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stoop with oppression of their prodigal weight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give some supportance to the bending twigs." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go thou, and like an executioner," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cut off the heads of too fast growing sprays," & @CRLF & _
                "	That look too lofty in our commonwealth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All must be even in our government." & @CRLF & _
                "	You thus employ'd, I will go root away" & @CRLF & _
                "	The noisome weeds, which without profit suck" & @CRLF & _
                "	The soil's fertility from wholesome flowers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Why should we in the compass of a pale" & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep law and form and due proportion," & @CRLF & _
                "	Showing, as in a model, our firm estate," & @CRLF & _
                "	When our sea-walled garden, the whole land," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is full of weeds, her fairest flowers choked up," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her fruit-trees all upturned, her hedges ruin'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her knots disorder'd and her wholesome herbs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Swarming with caterpillars?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gardener	Hold thy peace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He that hath suffer'd this disorder'd spring" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath now himself met with the fall of leaf:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The weeds which his broad-spreading leaves did shelter," & @CRLF & _
                "	That seem'd in eating him to hold him up," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are pluck'd up root and all by Bolingbroke," & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean the Earl of Wiltshire, Bushy, Green." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	What, are they dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gardener	They are; and Bolingbroke" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath seized the wasteful king. O, what pity is it" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he had not so trimm'd and dress'd his land" & @CRLF & _
                "	As we this garden! We at time of year" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do wound the bark, the skin of our fruit-trees," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest, being over-proud in sap and blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	With too much riches it confound itself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had he done so to great and growing men," & @CRLF & _
                "	They might have lived to bear and he to taste" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their fruits of duty: superfluous branches" & @CRLF & _
                "	We lop away, that bearing boughs may live:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had he done so, himself had borne the crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which waste of idle hours hath quite thrown down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	What, think you then the king shall be deposed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gardener	Depress'd he is already, and deposed" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis doubt he will be: letters came last night" & @CRLF & _
                "	To a dear friend of the good Duke of York's," & @CRLF & _
                "	That tell black tidings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	O, I am press'd to death through want of speaking!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Coming forward]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou, old Adam's likeness, set to dress this garden," & @CRLF & _
                "	How dares thy harsh rude tongue sound this unpleasing news?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What Eve, what serpent, hath suggested thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make a second fall of cursed man?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why dost thou say King Richard is deposed?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Darest thou, thou little better thing than earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Divine his downfall? Say, where, when, and how," & @CRLF & _
                "	Camest thou by this ill tidings? speak, thou wretch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gardener	Pardon me, madam: little joy have I" & @CRLF & _
                "	To breathe this news; yet what I say is true." & @CRLF & _
                "	King Richard, he is in the mighty hold" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Bolingbroke: their fortunes both are weigh'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In your lord's scale is nothing but himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	And some few vanities that make him light;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in the balance of great Bolingbroke," & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides himself, are all the English peers," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with that odds he weighs King Richard down." & @CRLF & _
                "	Post you to London, and you will find it so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I speak no more than every one doth know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	Nimble mischance, that art so light of foot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth not thy embassage belong to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And am I last that knows it? O, thou think'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	To serve me last, that I may longest keep" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy sorrow in my breast. Come, ladies, go," & @CRLF & _
                "	To meet at London London's king in woe." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, was I born to this, that my sad look" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should grace the triumph of great Bolingbroke?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gardener, for telling me these news of woe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray God the plants thou graft'st may never grow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt QUEEN and Ladies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GARDENER	Poor queen! so that thy state might be no worse," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would my skill were subject to thy curse." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here did she fall a tear; here in this place" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll set a bank of rue, sour herb of grace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rue, even for ruth, here shortly shall be seen," & @CRLF & _
                "	In the remembrance of a weeping queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
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                "SCENE I	Westminster Hall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, as to the Parliament, HENRY BOLINGBROKE," & @CRLF & _
                "	DUKE OF AUMERLE, NORTHUMBERLAND, HENRY PERCY, LORD" & @CRLF & _
                "	FITZWATER, DUKE OF SURREY, the BISHOP OF CARLISLE," & @CRLF & _
                "	the Abbot Of Westminster, and another Lord, Herald," & @CRLF & _
                "	Officers, and BAGOT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Call forth Bagot." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, Bagot, freely speak thy mind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	What thou dost know of noble Gloucester's death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who wrought it with the king, and who perform'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The bloody office of his timeless end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAGOT	Then set before my face the Lord Aumerle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Cousin, stand forth, and look upon that man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAGOT	My Lord Aumerle, I know your daring tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Scorns to unsay what once it hath deliver'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	In that dead time when Gloucester's death was plotted," & @CRLF & _
                "	I heard you say, 'Is not my arm of length," & @CRLF & _
                "	That reacheth from the restful English court" & @CRLF & _
                "	As far as Calais, to mine uncle's head?'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Amongst much other talk, that very time," & @CRLF & _
                "	I heard you say that you had rather refuse" & @CRLF & _
                "	The offer of an hundred thousand crowns" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than Bolingbroke's return to England;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Adding withal how blest this land would be" & @CRLF & _
                "	In this your cousin's death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	Princes and noble lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	What answer shall I make to this base man?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I so much dishonour my fair stars," & @CRLF & _
                "	On equal terms to give him chastisement?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either I must, or have mine honour soil'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With the attainder of his slanderous lips." & @CRLF & _
                "	There is my gage, the manual seal of death," & @CRLF & _
                "	That marks thee out for hell: I say, thou liest," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will maintain what thou hast said is false" & @CRLF & _
                "	In thy heart-blood, though being all too base" & @CRLF & _
                "	To stain the temper of my knightly sword." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Bagot, forbear; thou shalt not take it up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	Excepting one, I would he were the best" & @CRLF & _
                "	In all this presence that hath moved me so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD FITZWATER	If that thy valour stand on sympathy," & @CRLF & _
                "	There is my gage, Aumerle, in gage to thine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By that fair sun which shows me where thou stand'st," & @CRLF & _
                "	I heard thee say, and vauntingly thou spakest it" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou wert cause of noble Gloucester's death." & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou deny'st it twenty times, thou liest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will turn thy falsehood to thy heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where it was forged, with my rapier's point." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	Thou darest not, coward, live to see that day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD FITZWATER	Now by my soul, I would it were this hour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	Fitzwater, thou art damn'd to hell for this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY PERCY	Aumerle, thou liest; his honour is as true" & @CRLF & _
                "	In this appeal as thou art all unjust;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that thou art so, there I throw my gage," & @CRLF & _
                "	To prove it on thee to the extremest point" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of mortal breathing: seize it, if thou darest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	An if I do not, may my hands rot off" & @CRLF & _
                "	And never brandish more revengeful steel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Over the glittering helmet of my foe!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	I task the earth to the like, forsworn Aumerle;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And spur thee on with full as many lies" & @CRLF & _
                "	As may be holloa'd in thy treacherous ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	From sun to sun: there is my honour's pawn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Engage it to the trial, if thou darest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	Who sets me else? by heaven, I'll throw at all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a thousand spirits in one breast," & @CRLF & _
                "	To answer twenty thousand such as you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF SURREY	My Lord Fitzwater, I do remember well" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very time Aumerle and you did talk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD FITZWATER	'Tis very true: you were in presence then;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you can witness with me this is true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF SURREY	As false, by heaven, as heaven itself is true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD FITZWATER	Surrey, thou liest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF SURREY	Dishonourable boy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	That lie shall lie so heavy on my sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	That it shall render vengeance and revenge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till thou the lie-giver and that lie do lie" & @CRLF & _
                "	In earth as quiet as thy father's skull:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In proof whereof, there is my honour's pawn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Engage it to the trial, if thou darest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD FITZWATER	How fondly dost thou spur a forward horse!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I dare eat, or drink, or breathe, or live," & @CRLF & _
                "	I dare meet Surrey in a wilderness," & @CRLF & _
                "	And spit upon him, whilst I say he lies," & @CRLF & _
                "	And lies, and lies: there is my bond of faith," & @CRLF & _
                "	To tie thee to my strong correction." & @CRLF & _
                "	As I intend to thrive in this new world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Aumerle is guilty of my true appeal:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, I heard the banish'd Norfolk say" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou, Aumerle, didst send two of thy men" & @CRLF & _
                "	To execute the noble duke at Calais." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	Some honest Christian trust me with a gage" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Norfolk lies: here do I throw down this," & @CRLF & _
                "	If he may be repeal'd, to try his honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	These differences shall all rest under gage" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till Norfolk be repeal'd: repeal'd he shall be," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, though mine enemy, restored again" & @CRLF & _
                "	To all his lands and signories: when he's return'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Against Aumerle we will enforce his trial." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP OF CARLISLE	That honourable day shall ne'er be seen." & @CRLF & _
                "	Many a time hath banish'd Norfolk fought" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Jesu Christ in glorious Christian field," & @CRLF & _
                "	Streaming the ensign of the Christian cross" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against black pagans, Turks, and Saracens:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And toil'd with works of war, retired himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Italy; and there at Venice gave" & @CRLF & _
                "	His body to that pleasant country's earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And his pure soul unto his captain Christ," & @CRLF & _
                "	Under whose colours he had fought so long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Why, bishop, is Norfolk dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP OF CARLISLE	As surely as I live, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Sweet peace conduct his sweet soul to the bosom" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of good old Abraham! Lords appellants," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your differences shall all rest under gage" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till we assign you to your days of trial." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE OF YORK, attended]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Great Duke of Lancaster, I come to thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	From plume-pluck'd Richard; who with willing soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Adopts thee heir, and his high sceptre yields" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the possession of thy royal hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ascend his throne, descending now from him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And long live Henry, fourth of that name!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	In God's name, I'll ascend the regal throne." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP OF CARLISLE	Marry. God forbid!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Worst in this royal presence may I speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet best beseeming me to speak the truth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Would God that any in this noble presence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were enough noble to be upright judge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of noble Richard! then true noblesse would" & @CRLF & _
                "	Learn him forbearance from so foul a wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "	What subject can give sentence on his king?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And who sits here that is not Richard's subject?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thieves are not judged but they are by to hear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although apparent guilt be seen in them;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And shall the figure of God's majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	His captain, steward, deputy-elect," & @CRLF & _
                "	Anointed, crowned, planted many years," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be judged by subject and inferior breath," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he himself not present? O, forfend it, God," & @CRLF & _
                "	That in a Christian climate souls refined" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should show so heinous, black, obscene a deed!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I speak to subjects, and a subject speaks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stirr'd up by God, thus boldly for his king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My Lord of Hereford here, whom you call king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is a foul traitor to proud Hereford's king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if you crown him, let me prophesy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The blood of English shall manure the ground," & @CRLF & _
                "	And future ages groan for this foul act;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Peace shall go sleep with Turks and infidels," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in this seat of peace tumultuous wars" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall kin with kin and kind with kind confound;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Disorder, horror, fear and mutiny" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall here inhabit, and this land be call'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The field of Golgotha and dead men's skulls." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, if you raise this house against this house," & @CRLF & _
                "	It will the woefullest division prove" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever fell upon this cursed earth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Prevent it, resist it, let it not be so," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest child, child's children, cry against you woe!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Well have you argued, sir; and, for your pains," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of capital treason we arrest you here." & @CRLF & _
                "	My Lord of Westminster, be it your charge" & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep him safely till his day of trial." & @CRLF & _
                "	May it please you, lords, to grant the commons' suit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Fetch hither Richard, that in common view" & @CRLF & _
                "	He may surrender; so we shall proceed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without suspicion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	                  I will be his conduct." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Lords, you that here are under our arrest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Procure your sureties for your days of answer." & @CRLF & _
                "	Little are we beholding to your love," & @CRLF & _
                "	And little look'd for at your helping hands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter DUKE OF YORK, with KING RICHARD II, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Officers bearing the regalia]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Alack, why am I sent for to a king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before I have shook off the regal thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherewith I reign'd? I hardly yet have learn'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To insinuate, flatter, bow, and bend my limbs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give sorrow leave awhile to tutor me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To this submission. Yet I well remember" & @CRLF & _
                "	The favours of these men: were they not mine?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did they not sometime cry, 'all hail!' to me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	So Judas did to Christ: but he, in twelve," & @CRLF & _
                "	Found truth in all but one: I, in twelve thousand, none." & @CRLF & _
                "	God save the king! Will no man say amen?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Am I both priest and clerk? well then, amen." & @CRLF & _
                "	God save the king! although I be not he;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet, amen, if heaven do think him me." & @CRLF & _
                "	To do what service am I sent for hither?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	To do that office of thine own good will" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which tired majesty did make thee offer," & @CRLF & _
                "	The resignation of thy state and crown" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Henry Bolingbroke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Give me the crown. Here, cousin, seize the crown;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here cousin:" & @CRLF & _
                "	On this side my hand, and on that side yours." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now is this golden crown like a deep well" & @CRLF & _
                "	That owes two buckets, filling one another," & @CRLF & _
                "	The emptier ever dancing in the air," & @CRLF & _
                "	The other down, unseen and full of water:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That bucket down and full of tears am I," & @CRLF & _
                "	Drinking my griefs, whilst you mount up on high." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	I thought you had been willing to resign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	My crown I am; but still my griefs are mine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You may my glories and my state depose," & @CRLF & _
                "	But not my griefs; still am I king of those." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Part of your cares you give me with your crown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Your cares set up do not pluck my cares down." & @CRLF & _
                "	My care is loss of care, by old care done;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your care is gain of care, by new care won:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cares I give I have, though given away;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They tend the crown, yet still with me they stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Are you contented to resign the crown?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Ay, no; no, ay; for I must nothing be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore no no, for I resign to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now mark me, how I will undo myself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I give this heavy weight from off my head" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this unwieldy sceptre from my hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	The pride of kingly sway from out my heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With mine own tears I wash away my balm," & @CRLF & _
                "	With mine own hands I give away my crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	With mine own tongue deny my sacred state," & @CRLF & _
                "	With mine own breath release all duty's rites:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All pomp and majesty I do forswear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My manors, rents, revenues I forego;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My acts, decrees, and statutes I deny:" & @CRLF & _
                "	God pardon all oaths that are broke to me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	God keep all vows unbroke that swear to thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make me, that nothing have, with nothing grieved," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou with all pleased, that hast all achieved!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Long mayst thou live in Richard's seat to sit," & @CRLF & _
                "	And soon lie Richard in an earthly pit!" & @CRLF & _
                "	God save King Harry, unking'd Richard says," & @CRLF & _
                "	And send him many years of sunshine days!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What more remains?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	                  No more, but that you read" & @CRLF & _
                "	These accusations and these grievous crimes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Committed by your person and your followers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the state and profit of this land;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, by confessing them, the souls of men" & @CRLF & _
                "	May deem that you are worthily deposed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Must I do so? and must I ravel out" & @CRLF & _
                "	My weaved-up folly? Gentle Northumberland," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thy offences were upon record," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would it not shame thee in so fair a troop" & @CRLF & _
                "	To read a lecture of them? If thou wouldst," & @CRLF & _
                "	There shouldst thou find one heinous article," & @CRLF & _
                "	Containing the deposing of a king" & @CRLF & _
                "	And cracking the strong warrant of an oath," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark'd with a blot, damn'd in the book of heaven:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, all of you that stand and look upon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst that my wretchedness doth bait myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though some of you with Pilate wash your hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Showing an outward pity; yet you Pilates" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have here deliver'd me to my sour cross," & @CRLF & _
                "	And water cannot wash away your sin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	My lord, dispatch; read o'er these articles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Mine eyes are full of tears, I cannot see:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet salt water blinds them not so much" & @CRLF & _
                "	But they can see a sort of traitors here." & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, if I turn mine eyes upon myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	I find myself a traitor with the rest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I have given here my soul's consent" & @CRLF & _
                "	To undeck the pompous body of a king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made glory base and sovereignty a slave," & @CRLF & _
                "	Proud majesty a subject, state a peasant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	My lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	No lord of thine, thou haught insulting man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor no man's lord; I have no name, no title," & @CRLF & _
                "	No, not that name was given me at the font," & @CRLF & _
                "	But 'tis usurp'd: alack the heavy day," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have worn so many winters out," & @CRLF & _
                "	And know not now what name to call myself!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O that I were a mockery king of snow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Standing before the sun of Bolingbroke," & @CRLF & _
                "	To melt myself away in water-drops!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good king, great king, and yet not greatly good," & @CRLF & _
                "	An if my word be sterling yet in England," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let it command a mirror hither straight," & @CRLF & _
                "	That it may show me what a face I have," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since it is bankrupt of his majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Go some of you and fetch a looking-glass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit an attendant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	Read o'er this paper while the glass doth come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Fiend, thou torment'st me ere I come to hell!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Urge it no more, my Lord Northumberland." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	The commons will not then be satisfied." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	They shall be satisfied: I'll read enough," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I do see the very book indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where all my sins are writ, and that's myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Attendant, with a glass]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me the glass, and therein will I read." & @CRLF & _
                "	No deeper wrinkles yet? hath sorrow struck" & @CRLF & _
                "	So many blows upon this face of mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	And made no deeper wounds? O flattering glass," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to my followers in prosperity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou dost beguile me! Was this face the face" & @CRLF & _
                "	That every day under his household roof" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did keep ten thousand men? was this the face" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, like the sun, did make beholders wink?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was this the face that faced so many follies," & @CRLF & _
                "	And was at last out-faced by Bolingbroke?" & @CRLF & _
                "	A brittle glory shineth in this face:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As brittle as the glory is the face;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dashes the glass against the ground]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	For there it is, crack'd in a hundred shivers." & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark, silent king, the moral of this sport," & @CRLF & _
                "	How soon my sorrow hath destroy'd my face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	The shadow of your sorrow hath destroy'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The shadow or your face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Say that again." & @CRLF & _
                "	The shadow of my sorrow! ha! let's see:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis very true, my grief lies all within;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And these external manners of laments" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are merely shadows to the unseen grief" & @CRLF & _
                "	That swells with silence in the tortured soul;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There lies the substance: and I thank thee, king," & @CRLF & _
                "	For thy great bounty, that not only givest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Me cause to wail but teachest me the way" & @CRLF & _
                "	How to lament the cause. I'll beg one boon," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then be gone and trouble you no more." & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I obtain it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	                  Name it, fair cousin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	'Fair cousin'? I am greater than a king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For when I was a king, my flatterers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were then but subjects; being now a subject," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a king here to my flatterer." & @CRLF & _
                "	Being so great, I have no need to beg." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Yet ask." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	And shall I have?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	You shall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Then give me leave to go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Whither?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Whither you will, so I were from your sights." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Go, some of you convey him to the Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	O, good! convey? conveyers are you all," & @CRLF & _
                "	That rise thus nimbly by a true king's fall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt KING RICHARD II, some Lords, and a Guard]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	On Wednesday next we solemnly set down" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our coronation: lords, prepare yourselves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all except the BISHOP OF CARLISLE, the Abbot" & @CRLF & _
                "	of Westminster, and DUKE OF AUMERLE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Abbot	A woeful pageant have we here beheld." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP OF CARLISLE	The woe's to come; the children yet unborn." & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall feel this day as sharp to them as thorn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	You holy clergymen, is there no plot" & @CRLF & _
                "	To rid the realm of this pernicious blot?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Abbot	My lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before I freely speak my mind herein," & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall not only take the sacrament" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bury mine intents, but also to effect" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whatever I shall happen to devise." & @CRLF & _
                "	I see your brows are full of discontent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your hearts of sorrow and your eyes of tears:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come home with me to supper; and I'll lay" & @CRLF & _
                "	A plot shall show us all a merry day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	London. A street leading to the Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter QUEEN and Ladies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	This way the king will come; this is the way" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Julius Caesar's ill-erected tower," & @CRLF & _
                "	To whose flint bosom my condemned lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is doom'd a prisoner by proud Bolingbroke:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here let us rest, if this rebellious earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have any resting for her true king's queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING RICHARD II and Guard]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	But soft, but see, or rather do not see," & @CRLF & _
                "	My fair rose wither: yet look up, behold," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you in pity may dissolve to dew," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wash him fresh again with true-love tears." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, thou, the model where old Troy did stand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou map of honour, thou King Richard's tomb," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not King Richard; thou most beauteous inn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why should hard-favour'd grief be lodged in thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	When triumph is become an alehouse guest?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Join not with grief, fair woman, do not so," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make my end too sudden: learn, good soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	To think our former state a happy dream;" & @CRLF & _
                "	From which awaked, the truth of what we are" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shows us but this: I am sworn brother, sweet," & @CRLF & _
                "	To grim Necessity, and he and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will keep a league till death. Hie thee to France" & @CRLF & _
                "	And cloister thee in some religious house:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our holy lives must win a new world's crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which our profane hours here have stricken down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	What, is my Richard both in shape and mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Transform'd and weaken'd? hath Bolingbroke deposed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thine intellect? hath he been in thy heart?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lion dying thrusteth forth his paw," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wounds the earth, if nothing else, with rage" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be o'erpower'd; and wilt thou, pupil-like," & @CRLF & _
                "	Take thy correction mildly, kiss the rod," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fawn on rage with base humility," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which art a lion and a king of beasts?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	A king of beasts, indeed; if aught but beasts," & @CRLF & _
                "	I had been still a happy king of men." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good sometime queen, prepare thee hence for France:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think I am dead and that even here thou takest," & @CRLF & _
                "	As from my death-bed, thy last living leave." & @CRLF & _
                "	In winter's tedious nights sit by the fire" & @CRLF & _
                "	With good old folks and let them tell thee tales" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of woeful ages long ago betid;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ere thou bid good night, to quit their griefs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell thou the lamentable tale of me" & @CRLF & _
                "	And send the hearers weeping to their beds:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For why, the senseless brands will sympathize" & @CRLF & _
                "	The heavy accent of thy moving tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in compassion weep the fire out;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And some will mourn in ashes, some coal-black," & @CRLF & _
                "	For the deposing of a rightful king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter NORTHUMBERLAND and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	My lord, the mind of Bolingbroke is changed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You must to Pomfret, not unto the Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "	And, madam, there is order ta'en for you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With all swift speed you must away to France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Northumberland, thou ladder wherewithal" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mounting Bolingbroke ascends my throne," & @CRLF & _
                "	The time shall not be many hours of age" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than it is ere foul sin gathering head" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shalt break into corruption: thou shalt think," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though he divide the realm and give thee half," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is too little, helping him to all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he shall think that thou, which know'st the way" & @CRLF & _
                "	To plant unrightful kings, wilt know again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being ne'er so little urged, another way" & @CRLF & _
                "	To pluck him headlong from the usurped throne." & @CRLF & _
                "	The love of wicked men converts to fear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That fear to hate, and hate turns one or both" & @CRLF & _
                "	To worthy danger and deserved death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	My guilt be on my head, and there an end." & @CRLF & _
                "	Take leave and part; for you must part forthwith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Doubly divorced! Bad men, you violate" & @CRLF & _
                "	A twofold marriage, 'twixt my crown and me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then betwixt me and my married wife." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me unkiss the oath 'twixt thee and me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet not so, for with a kiss 'twas made." & @CRLF & _
                "	Part us, Northumberland; I toward the north," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where shivering cold and sickness pines the clime;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My wife to France: from whence, set forth in pomp," & @CRLF & _
                "	She came adorned hither like sweet May," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sent back like Hallowmas or short'st of day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	And must we be divided? must we part?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Ay, hand from hand, my love, and heart from heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	Banish us both and send the king with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	That were some love but little policy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	Then whither he goes, thither let me go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	So two, together weeping, make one woe." & @CRLF & _
                "	Weep thou for me in France, I for thee here;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Better far off than near, be ne'er the near." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, count thy way with sighs; I mine with groans." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	So longest way shall have the longest moans." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Twice for one step I'll groan, the way being short," & @CRLF & _
                "	And piece the way out with a heavy heart." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, come, in wooing sorrow let's be brief," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since, wedding it, there is such length in grief;" & @CRLF & _
                "	One kiss shall stop our mouths, and dumbly part;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus give I mine, and thus take I thy heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN	Give me mine own again; 'twere no good part" & @CRLF & _
                "	To take on me to keep and kill thy heart." & @CRLF & _
                "	So, now I have mine own again, be gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I might strive to kill it with a groan." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	We make woe wanton with this fond delay:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Once more, adieu; the rest let sorrow say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The DUKE OF YORK's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE OF YORK and DUCHESS OF YORK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	My lord, you told me you would tell the rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	When weeping made you break the story off," & @CRLF & _
                "	of our two cousins coming into London." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Where did I leave?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	                  At that sad stop, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where rude misgovern'd hands from windows' tops" & @CRLF & _
                "	Threw dust and rubbish on King Richard's head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Then, as I said, the duke, great Bolingbroke," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mounted upon a hot and fiery steed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which his aspiring rider seem'd to know," & @CRLF & _
                "	With slow but stately pace kept on his course," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst all tongues cried 'God save thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bolingbroke!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	You would have thought the very windows spake," & @CRLF & _
                "	So many greedy looks of young and old" & @CRLF & _
                "	Through casements darted their desiring eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon his visage, and that all the walls" & @CRLF & _
                "	With painted imagery had said at once" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Jesu preserve thee! welcome, Bolingbroke!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst he, from the one side to the other turning," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bareheaded, lower than his proud steed's neck," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bespake them thus: 'I thank you, countrymen:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Alack, poor Richard! where rode he the whilst?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	As in a theatre, the eyes of men," & @CRLF & _
                "	After a well-graced actor leaves the stage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are idly bent on him that enters next," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thinking his prattle to be tedious;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did scowl on gentle Richard; no man cried 'God save him!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But dust was thrown upon his sacred head:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off," & @CRLF & _
                "	His face still combating with tears and smiles," & @CRLF & _
                "	The badges of his grief and patience," & @CRLF & _
                "	That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted" & @CRLF & _
                "	And barbarism itself have pitied him." & @CRLF & _
                "	But heaven hath a hand in these events," & @CRLF & _
                "	To whose high will we bound our calm contents." & @CRLF & _
                "	To Bolingbroke are we sworn subjects now," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose state and honour I for aye allow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Here comes my son Aumerle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Aumerle that was;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that is lost for being Richard's friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, madam, you must call him Rutland now:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am in parliament pledge for his truth" & @CRLF & _
                "	And lasting fealty to the new-made king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE OF AUMERLE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Welcome, my son: who are the violets now" & @CRLF & _
                "	That strew the green lap of the new come spring?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	Madam, I know not, nor I greatly care not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	God knows I had as lief be none as one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Well, bear you well in this new spring of time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest you be cropp'd before you come to prime." & @CRLF & _
                "	What news from Oxford? hold those justs and triumphs?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	For aught I know, my lord, they do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	You will be there, I know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	If God prevent not, I purpose so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	What seal is that, that hangs without thy bosom?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, look'st thou pale? let me see the writing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	My lord, 'tis nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	No matter, then, who see it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will be satisfied; let me see the writing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	I do beseech your grace to pardon me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a matter of small consequence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which for some reasons I would not have seen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Which for some reasons, sir, I mean to see." & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear, I fear,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	                  What should you fear?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis nothing but some bond, that he is enter'd into" & @CRLF & _
                "	For gay apparel 'gainst the triumph day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Bound to himself! what doth he with a bond" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he is bound to? Wife, thou art a fool." & @CRLF & _
                "	Boy, let me see the writing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	I do beseech you, pardon me; I may not show it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	I will be satisfied; let me see it, I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He plucks it out of his bosom and reads it]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Treason! foul treason! Villain! traitor! slave!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	What is the matter, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Ho! who is within there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		    Saddle my horse." & @CRLF & _
                "	God for his mercy, what treachery is here!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Why, what is it, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Give me my boots, I say; saddle my horse." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, by mine honour, by my life, by my troth," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will appeach the villain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	What is the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Peace, foolish woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	I will not peace. What is the matter, Aumerle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	Good mother, be content; it is no more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than my poor life must answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Thy life answer!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Bring me my boots: I will unto the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Servant with boots]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Strike him, Aumerle. Poor boy, thou art amazed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hence, villain! never more come in my sight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Give me my boots, I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Why, York, what wilt thou do?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt thou not hide the trespass of thine own?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have we more sons? or are we like to have?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not my teeming date drunk up with time?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wilt thou pluck my fair son from mine age," & @CRLF & _
                "	And rob me of a happy mother's name?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is he not like thee? is he not thine own?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Thou fond mad woman," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt thou conceal this dark conspiracy?" & @CRLF & _
                "	A dozen of them here have ta'en the sacrament," & @CRLF & _
                "	And interchangeably set down their hands," & @CRLF & _
                "	To kill the king at Oxford." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	He shall be none;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll keep him here: then what is that to him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Away, fond woman! were he twenty times my son," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would appeach him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Hadst thou groan'd for him" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I have done, thou wouldst be more pitiful." & @CRLF & _
                "	But now I know thy mind; thou dost suspect" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have been disloyal to thy bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that he is a bastard, not thy son:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet York, sweet husband, be not of that mind:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is as like thee as a man may be," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not like to me, or any of my kin," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet I love him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Make way, unruly woman!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	After, Aumerle! mount thee upon his horse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Spur post, and get before him to the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	And beg thy pardon ere he do accuse thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll not be long behind; though I be old," & @CRLF & _
                "	I doubt not but to ride as fast as York:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And never will I rise up from the ground" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till Bolingbroke have pardon'd thee. Away, be gone!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A royal palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HENRY BOLINGBROKE, HENRY PERCY, and other Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Can no man tell me of my unthrifty son?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis full three months since I did see him last;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If any plague hang over us, 'tis he." & @CRLF & _
                "	I would to God, my lords, he might be found:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Inquire at London, 'mongst the taverns there," & @CRLF & _
                "	For there, they say, he daily doth frequent," & @CRLF & _
                "	With unrestrained loose companions," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even such, they say, as stand in narrow lanes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And beat our watch, and rob our passengers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he, young wanton and effeminate boy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Takes on the point of honour to support" & @CRLF & _
                "	So dissolute a crew." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY PERCY	My lord, some two days since I saw the prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	And told him of those triumphs held at Oxford." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	And what said the gallant?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY PERCY	His answer was, he would unto the stews," & @CRLF & _
                "	And from the common'st creature pluck a glove," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wear it as a favour; and with that" & @CRLF & _
                "	He would unhorse the lustiest challenger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	As dissolute as desperate; yet through both" & @CRLF & _
                "	I see some sparks of better hope, which elder years" & @CRLF & _
                "	May happily bring forth. But who comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE OF AUMERLE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	Where is the king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	What means our cousin, that he stares and looks" & @CRLF & _
                "	So wildly?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	God save your grace! I do beseech your majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have some conference with your grace alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Withdraw yourselves, and leave us here alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt HENRY PERCY and Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is the matter with our cousin now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	For ever may my knees grow to the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	My tongue cleave to my roof within my mouth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless a pardon ere I rise or speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Intended or committed was this fault?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If on the first, how heinous e'er it be," & @CRLF & _
                "	To win thy after-love I pardon thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	Then give me leave that I may turn the key," & @CRLF & _
                "	That no man enter till my tale be done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Have thy desire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	[Within]  My liege, beware; look to thyself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast a traitor in thy presence there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Villain, I'll make thee safe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drawing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	Stay thy revengeful hand; thou hast no cause to fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	[Within]  Open the door, secure, foolhardy king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I for love speak treason to thy face?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Open the door, or I will break it open." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE OF YORK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	What is the matter, uncle? speak;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Recover breath; tell us how near is danger," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we may arm us to encounter it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Peruse this writing here, and thou shalt know" & @CRLF & _
                "	The treason that my haste forbids me show." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	Remember, as thou read'st, thy promise pass'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do repent me; read not my name there" & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart is not confederate with my hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	It was, villain, ere thy hand did set it down." & @CRLF & _
                "	I tore it from the traitor's bosom, king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fear, and not love, begets his penitence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forget to pity him, lest thy pity prove" & @CRLF & _
                "	A serpent that will sting thee to the heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	O heinous, strong and bold conspiracy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O loyal father of a treacherous son!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou sheer, immaculate and silver fountain," & @CRLF & _
                "	From when this stream through muddy passages" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath held his current and defiled himself!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy overflow of good converts to bad," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thy abundant goodness shall excuse" & @CRLF & _
                "	This deadly blot in thy digressing son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	So shall my virtue be his vice's bawd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he shall spend mine honour with his shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	As thriftless sons their scraping fathers' gold." & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine honour lives when his dishonour dies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or my shamed life in his dishonour lies:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou kill'st me in his life; giving him breath," & @CRLF & _
                "	The traitor lives, the true man's put to death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	[Within]  What ho, my liege! for God's sake," & @CRLF & _
                "	let me in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	What shrill-voiced suppliant makes this eager cry?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	A woman, and thy aunt, great king; 'tis I." & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak with me, pity me, open the door." & @CRLF & _
                "	A beggar begs that never begg'd before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Our scene is alter'd from a serious thing," & @CRLF & _
                "	And now changed to 'The Beggar and the King.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	My dangerous cousin, let your mother in:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know she is come to pray for your foul sin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	If thou do pardon, whosoever pray," & @CRLF & _
                "	More sins for this forgiveness prosper may." & @CRLF & _
                "	This fester'd joint cut off, the rest rest sound;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This let alone will all the rest confound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUCHESS OF YORK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	O king, believe not this hard-hearted man!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Love loving not itself none other can." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Thou frantic woman, what dost thou make here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall thy old dugs once more a traitor rear?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Sweet York, be patient. Hear me, gentle liege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kneels]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Rise up, good aunt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Not yet, I thee beseech:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For ever will I walk upon my knees," & @CRLF & _
                "	And never see day that the happy sees," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till thou give joy; until thou bid me joy," & @CRLF & _
                "	By pardoning Rutland, my transgressing boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF AUMERLE	Unto my mother's prayers I bend my knee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Against them both my true joints bended be." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ill mayst thou thrive, if thou grant any grace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Pleads he in earnest? look upon his face;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His eyes do drop no tears, his prayers are in jest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His words come from his mouth, ours from our breast:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He prays but faintly and would be denied;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We pray with heart and soul and all beside:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His weary joints would gladly rise, I know;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our knees shall kneel till to the ground they grow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His prayers are full of false hypocrisy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ours of true zeal and deep integrity." & @CRLF & _
                "	Our prayers do out-pray his; then let them have" & @CRLF & _
                "	That mercy which true prayer ought to have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Good aunt, stand up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Nay, do not say, 'stand up;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say, 'pardon' first, and afterwards 'stand up.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if I were thy nurse, thy tongue to teach," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Pardon' should be the first word of thy speech." & @CRLF & _
                "	I never long'd to hear a word till now;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say 'pardon,' king; let pity teach thee how:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The word is short, but not so short as sweet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No word like 'pardon' for kings' mouths so meet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF YORK	Speak it in French, king; say, 'pardonne moi.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Dost thou teach pardon pardon to destroy?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, my sour husband, my hard-hearted lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	That set'st the word itself against the word!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak 'pardon' as 'tis current in our land;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The chopping French we do not understand." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thine eye begins to speak; set thy tongue there;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or in thy piteous heart plant thou thine ear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That hearing how our plaints and prayers do pierce," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pity may move thee 'pardon' to rehearse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Good aunt, stand up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	I do not sue to stand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pardon is all the suit I have in hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	I pardon him, as God shall pardon me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	O happy vantage of a kneeling knee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet am I sick for fear: speak it again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Twice saying 'pardon' doth not pardon twain," & @CRLF & _
                "	But makes one pardon strong." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	With all my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	I pardon him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	                  A god on earth thou art." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	But for our trusty brother-in-law and the abbot," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all the rest of that consorted crew," & @CRLF & _
                "	Destruction straight shall dog them at the heels." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good uncle, help to order several powers" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Oxford, or where'er these traitors are:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They shall not live within this world, I swear," & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will have them, if I once know where." & @CRLF & _
                "	Uncle, farewell: and, cousin too, adieu:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your mother well hath pray'd, and prove you true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Come, my old son: I pray God make thee new." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EXTON and Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXTON	Didst thou not mark the king, what words he spake," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Have I no friend will rid me of this living fear?'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was it not so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	                  These were his very words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXTON	'Have I no friend?' quoth he: he spake it twice," & @CRLF & _
                "	And urged it twice together, did he not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	He did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXTON	And speaking it, he wistly look'd on me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And who should say, 'I would thou wert the man'" & @CRLF & _
                "	That would divorce this terror from my heart;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Meaning the king at Pomfret. Come, let's go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am the king's friend, and will rid his foe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Pomfret castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING RICHARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	I have been studying how I may compare" & @CRLF & _
                "	This prison where I live unto the world:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for because the world is populous" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here is not a creature but myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot do it; yet I'll hammer it out." & @CRLF & _
                "	My brain I'll prove the female to my soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	My soul the father; and these two beget" & @CRLF & _
                "	A generation of still-breeding thoughts," & @CRLF & _
                "	And these same thoughts people this little world," & @CRLF & _
                "	In humours like the people of this world," & @CRLF & _
                "	For no thought is contented. The better sort," & @CRLF & _
                "	As thoughts of things divine, are intermix'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With scruples and do set the word itself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the word:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thus, 'Come, little ones,' and then again," & @CRLF & _
                "	'It is as hard to come as for a camel" & @CRLF & _
                "	To thread the postern of a small needle's eye.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thoughts tending to ambition, they do plot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unlikely wonders; how these vain weak nails" & @CRLF & _
                "	May tear a passage through the flinty ribs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this hard world, my ragged prison walls," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for they cannot, die in their own pride." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thoughts tending to content flatter themselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	That they are not the first of fortune's slaves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor shall not be the last; like silly beggars" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who sitting in the stocks refuge their shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	That many have and others must sit there;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in this thought they find a kind of ease," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bearing their own misfortunes on the back" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of such as have before endured the like." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus play I in one person many people," & @CRLF & _
                "	And none contented: sometimes am I king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then treasons make me wish myself a beggar," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so I am: then crushing penury" & @CRLF & _
                "	Persuades me I was better when a king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then am I king'd again: and by and by" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think that I am unking'd by Bolingbroke," & @CRLF & _
                "	And straight am nothing: but whate'er I be," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor I nor any man that but man is" & @CRLF & _
                "	With nothing shall be pleased, till he be eased" & @CRLF & _
                "	With being nothing. Music do I hear?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ha, ha! keep time: how sour sweet music is," & @CRLF & _
                "	When time is broke and no proportion kept!" & @CRLF & _
                "	So is it in the music of men's lives." & @CRLF & _
                "	And here have I the daintiness of ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	To cheque time broke in a disorder'd string;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But for the concord of my state and time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had not an ear to hear my true time broke." & @CRLF & _
                "	I wasted time, and now doth time waste me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For now hath time made me his numbering clock:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My thoughts are minutes; and with sighs they jar" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their watches on unto mine eyes, the outward watch," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereto my finger, like a dial's point," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is pointing still, in cleansing them from tears." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now sir, the sound that tells what hour it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are clamorous groans, which strike upon my heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is the bell: so sighs and tears and groans" & @CRLF & _
                "	Show minutes, times, and hours: but my time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Runs posting on in Bolingbroke's proud joy," & @CRLF & _
                "	While I stand fooling here, his Jack o' the clock." & @CRLF & _
                "	This music mads me; let it sound no more;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For though it have holp madmen to their wits," & @CRLF & _
                "	In me it seems it will make wise men mad." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet blessing on his heart that gives it me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'tis a sign of love; and love to Richard" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is a strange brooch in this all-hating world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Groom of the Stable]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Groom	Hail, royal prince!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Thanks, noble peer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cheapest of us is ten groats too dear." & @CRLF & _
                "	What art thou? and how comest thou hither," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where no man never comes but that sad dog" & @CRLF & _
                "	That brings me food to make misfortune live?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Groom	I was a poor groom of thy stable, king," & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou wert king; who, travelling towards York," & @CRLF & _
                "	With much ado at length have gotten leave" & @CRLF & _
                "	To look upon my sometimes royal master's face." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, how it yearn'd my heart when I beheld" & @CRLF & _
                "	In London streets, that coronation-day," & @CRLF & _
                "	When Bolingbroke rode on roan Barbary," & @CRLF & _
                "	That horse that thou so often hast bestrid," & @CRLF & _
                "	That horse that I so carefully have dress'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Rode he on Barbary? Tell me, gentle friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	How went he under him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Groom	So proudly as if he disdain'd the ground." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	So proud that Bolingbroke was on his back!" & @CRLF & _
                "	That jade hath eat bread from my royal hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This hand hath made him proud with clapping him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Would he not stumble? would he not fall down," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since pride must have a fall, and break the neck" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of that proud man that did usurp his back?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forgiveness, horse! why do I rail on thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since thou, created to be awed by man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wast born to bear? I was not made a horse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet I bear a burthen like an ass," & @CRLF & _
                "	Spurr'd, gall'd and tired by jouncing Bolingbroke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Keeper, with a dish]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Keeper	Fellow, give place; here is no longer stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	If thou love me, 'tis time thou wert away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Groom	What my tongue dares not, that my heart shall say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Keeper	My lord, will't please you to fall to?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	Taste of it first, as thou art wont to do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Keeper	My lord, I dare not: Sir Pierce of Exton, who" & @CRLF & _
                "	lately came from the king, commands the contrary." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	The devil take Henry of Lancaster and thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Patience is stale, and I am weary of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Beats the keeper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Keeper	Help, help, help!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EXTON and Servants, armed]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD II	How now! what means death in this rude assault?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Villain, thy own hand yields thy death's instrument." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Snatching an axe from a Servant and killing him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go thou, and fill another room in hell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He kills another. Then Exton strikes him down]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	That hand shall burn in never-quenching fire" & @CRLF & _
                "	That staggers thus my person. Exton, thy fierce hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath with the king's blood stain'd the king's own land." & @CRLF & _
                "	Mount, mount, my soul! thy seat is up on high;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst my gross flesh sinks downward, here to die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXTON	As full of valour as of royal blood:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both have I spill'd; O would the deed were good!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For now the devil, that told me I did well," & @CRLF & _
                "	Says that this deed is chronicled in hell." & @CRLF & _
                "	This dead king to the living king I'll bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take hence the rest, and give them burial here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	Windsor castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter HENRY BOLINGBROKE, DUKE OF YORK," & @CRLF & _
                "	with other Lords, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Kind uncle York, the latest news we hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is that the rebels have consumed with fire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our town of Cicester in Gloucestershire;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But whether they be ta'en or slain we hear not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter NORTHUMBERLAND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Welcome, my lord	what is the news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORTHUMBERLAND	First, to thy sacred state wish I all happiness." & @CRLF & _
                "	The next news is, I have to London sent" & @CRLF & _
                "	The heads of Oxford, Salisbury, Blunt, and Kent:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The manner of their taking may appear" & @CRLF & _
                "	At large discoursed in this paper here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	We thank thee, gentle Percy, for thy pains;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to thy worth will add right worthy gains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LORD FITZWATER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD FITZWATER	My lord, I have from Oxford sent to London" & @CRLF & _
                "	The heads of Brocas and Sir Bennet Seely," & @CRLF & _
                "	Two of the dangerous consorted traitors" & @CRLF & _
                "	That sought at Oxford thy dire overthrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Thy pains, Fitzwater, shall not be forgot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Right noble is thy merit, well I wot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HENRY PERCY, and the BISHOP OF CARLISLE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY PERCY	The grand conspirator, Abbot of Westminster," & @CRLF & _
                "	With clog of conscience and sour melancholy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath yielded up his body to the grave;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But here is Carlisle living, to abide" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy kingly doom and sentence of his pride." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Carlisle, this is your doom:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Choose out some secret place, some reverend room," & @CRLF & _
                "	More than thou hast, and with it joy thy life;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So as thou livest in peace, die free from strife:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For though mine enemy thou hast ever been," & @CRLF & _
                "	High sparks of honour in thee have I seen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EXTON, with persons bearing a coffin]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXTON	Great king, within this coffin I present" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy buried fear: herein all breathless lies" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mightiest of thy greatest enemies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Richard of Bordeaux, by me hither brought." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	Exton, I thank thee not; for thou hast wrought" & @CRLF & _
                "	A deed of slander with thy fatal hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my head and all this famous land." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EXTON	From your own mouth, my lord, did I this deed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY BOLINGBROKE	They love not poison that do poison need," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor do I thee: though I did wish him dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	I hate the murderer, love him murdered." & @CRLF & _
                "	The guilt of conscience take thou for thy labour," & @CRLF & _
                "	But neither my good word nor princely favour:" & @CRLF & _
                "	With Cain go wander through shades of night," & @CRLF & _
                "	And never show thy head by day nor light." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords, I protest, my soul is full of woe," & @CRLF & _
                "	That blood should sprinkle me to make me grow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, mourn with me for that I do lament," & @CRLF & _
                "	And put on sullen black incontinent:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll make a voyage to the Holy Land," & @CRLF & _
                "	To wash this blood off from my guilty hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	March sadly after; grace my mournings here;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In weeping after this untimely bier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD" & @CRLF & _
                "The Fourth	(KING EDWARD IV:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EDWARD	Prince of Wales, (PRINCE EDWARD:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	afterwards King Edward V.,	|  sons to" & @CRLF & _
                "			|  the King." & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Duke of York, (YORK:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GEORGE	Duke of Clarence, (CLARENCE:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "			|" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHARD	Duke of Gloucester, (GLOUCESTER:)  	|  Brothers to" & @CRLF & _
                "	afterwards King Richard III.,	|  the King." & @CRLF & _
                "	(KING RICHARD III:)		|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A young son of Clarence. (Boy:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HENRY	Earl of Richmond, (RICHMOND:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	afterwards King Henry VII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL BOURCHIER	Archbishop of Canterbury. (CARDINAL:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THOMAS ROTHERHAM	Archbishop of York. (ARCHBISHOP OF YORK:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOHN MORTON	Bishop of Ely. (BISHOP OF ELY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE of BUCKINGHAM	(BUCKINGHAM:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE of NORFOLK	(NORFOLK:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL of SURREY	His son. (SURREY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL RIVERS	Brother to Elizabeth. (RIVERS:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARQUIS OF DORSET	(DORSET:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|  Sons to Elizabeth." & @CRLF & _
                "LORD GREY	(GREY:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EARL of OXFORD	(OXFORD:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD HASTINGS	(HASTINGS:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD STANLEY	(STANLEY:)  Called also EARL of DERBY. (DERBY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD LOVEL	(LOVEL:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR THOMAS VAUGHAN	(VAUGHAN:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR RICHARD" & @CRLF & _
                "RATCLIFF	(RATCLIFF:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR WILLIAM" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	(CATESBY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR JAMES TYRREL	(TYRREL:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR JAMES BLOUNT	(BLOUNT:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR WALTER HERBERT	(HERBERT:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ROBERT" & @CRLF & _
                "BRAKENBURY	Lieutenant of the Tower. (BRAKENBURY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHRISTOPHER" & @CRLF & _
                "URSWICK	A priest. (CHRISTOPHER:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Another Priest. (Priest:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRESSEL	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  Gentlemen attending on the Lady Anne." & @CRLF & _
                "BERKELEY	|  (Gentleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord Mayor of London. (Lord Mayor:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sheriff of Wiltshire. (Sheriff:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELIZABETH	Queen to King Edward IV. (QUEEN ELIZABETH:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	Widow of King Henry VI. (QUEEN MARGARET:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS of YORK	Mother to King Edward IV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	Widow of Edward Prince of Wales, son to King Henry VI.;" & @CRLF & _
                "	afterwards married to Richard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A young Daughter of Clarence [MARGARET PLANTAGENET] (Girl:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ghosts of those murdered by Richard III.," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords and other Attendants; a Pursuivant" & @CRLF & _
                "	Scrivener, Citizens, Murderers, Messengers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Soldiers, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "	(Ghost of Prince Edward:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Ghost of King Henry VI:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Ghost of CLARENCE:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Ghost of RIVERS:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Ghost of GREY:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Ghost of VAUGHAN:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Ghost of HASTING:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Ghosts of young Princes:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Ghost of LADY ANNE:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Ghost of BUCKINGHAM:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Pursuivant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Scrivener:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Citizen:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Citizen:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Citizen:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Murderer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Murderer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Fourth Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	England." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	London. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER, solus]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Now is the winter of our discontent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made glorious summer by this sun of York;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the deep bosom of the ocean buried." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our dreadful marches to delightful measures." & @CRLF & _
                "	Grim-visaged war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now, instead of mounting barded steeds" & @CRLF & _
                "	To fright the souls of fearful adversaries," & @CRLF & _
                "	He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the lascivious pleasing of a lute." & @CRLF & _
                "	But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	To strut before a wanton ambling nymph;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cheated of feature by dissembling nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deformed, unfinish'd, sent before my time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into this breathing world, scarce half made up," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that so lamely and unfashionable" & @CRLF & _
                "	That dogs bark at me as I halt by them;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have no delight to pass away the time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless to spy my shadow in the sun" & @CRLF & _
                "	And descant on mine own deformity:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover," & @CRLF & _
                "	To entertain these fair well-spoken days," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am determined to prove a villain" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hate the idle pleasures of these days." & @CRLF & _
                "	Plots have I laid, inductions dangerous," & @CRLF & _
                "	By drunken prophecies, libels and dreams," & @CRLF & _
                "	To set my brother Clarence and the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	In deadly hate the one against the other:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if King Edward be as true and just" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I am subtle, false and treacherous," & @CRLF & _
                "	This day should Clarence closely be mew'd up," & @CRLF & _
                "	About a prophecy, which says that 'G'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Edward's heirs the murderer shall be." & @CRLF & _
                "	Dive, thoughts, down to my soul: here" & @CRLF & _
                "	Clarence comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLARENCE, guarded, and BRAKENBURY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brother, good day; what means this armed guard" & @CRLF & _
                "	That waits upon your grace?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	His majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tendering my person's safety, hath appointed" & @CRLF & _
                "	This conduct to convey me to the Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Upon what cause?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	                  Because my name is George." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Alack, my lord, that fault is none of yours;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He should, for that, commit your godfathers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, belike his majesty hath some intent" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you shall be new-christen'd in the Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "	But what's the matter, Clarence?  may I know?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	Yea, Richard, when I know; for I protest" & @CRLF & _
                "	As yet I do not: but, as I can learn," & @CRLF & _
                "	He hearkens after prophecies and dreams;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And from the cross-row plucks the letter G." & @CRLF & _
                "	And says a wizard told him that by G" & @CRLF & _
                "	His issue disinherited should be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for my name of George begins with G," & @CRLF & _
                "	It follows in his thought that I am he." & @CRLF & _
                "	These, as I learn, and such like toys as these" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have moved his highness to commit me now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Why, this it is, when men are ruled by women:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not the king that sends you to the Tower:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My Lady Grey his wife, Clarence, 'tis she" & @CRLF & _
                "	That tempers him to this extremity." & @CRLF & _
                "	Was it not she and that good man of worship," & @CRLF & _
                "	Anthony Woodville, her brother there," & @CRLF & _
                "	That made him send Lord Hastings to the Tower," & @CRLF & _
                "	From whence this present day he is deliver'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "	We are not safe, Clarence; we are not safe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	By heaven, I think there's no man is secure" & @CRLF & _
                "	But the queen's kindred and night-walking heralds" & @CRLF & _
                "	That trudge betwixt the king and Mistress Shore." & @CRLF & _
                "	Heard ye not what an humble suppliant" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord hastings was to her for his delivery?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Humbly complaining to her deity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Got my lord chamberlain his liberty." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll tell you what; I think it is our way," & @CRLF & _
                "	If we will keep in favour with the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be her men and wear her livery:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The jealous o'erworn widow and herself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since that our brother dubb'd them gentlewomen." & @CRLF & _
                "	Are mighty gossips in this monarchy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRAKENBURY	I beseech your graces both to pardon me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His majesty hath straitly given in charge" & @CRLF & _
                "	That no man shall have private conference," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what degree soever, with his brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Even so; an't please your worship, Brakenbury," & @CRLF & _
                "	You may partake of any thing we say:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We speak no treason, man: we say the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is wise and virtuous, and his noble queen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well struck in years, fair, and not jealous;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We say that Shore's wife hath a pretty foot," & @CRLF & _
                "	A cherry lip, a bonny eye, a passing pleasing tongue;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that the queen's kindred are made gentle-folks:" & @CRLF & _
                "	How say you sir? Can you deny all this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRAKENBURY	With this, my lord, myself have nought to do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Naught to do with mistress Shore! I tell thee, fellow," & @CRLF & _
                "	He that doth naught with her, excepting one," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were best he do it secretly, alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRAKENBURY	What one, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Her husband, knave: wouldst thou betray me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRAKENBURY	I beseech your grace to pardon me, and withal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forbear your conference with the noble duke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	We know thy charge, Brakenbury, and will obey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	We are the queen's abjects, and must obey." & @CRLF & _
                "	Brother, farewell: I will unto the king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And whatsoever you will employ me in," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were it to call King Edward's widow sister," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will perform it to enfranchise you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Meantime, this deep disgrace in brotherhood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Touches me deeper than you can imagine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	I know it pleaseth neither of us well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Well, your imprisonment shall not be long;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Meantime, have patience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	I must perforce. Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt CLARENCE, BRAKENBURY, and Guard]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Go, tread the path that thou shalt ne'er return." & @CRLF & _
                "	Simple, plain Clarence! I do love thee so," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I will shortly send thy soul to heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	If heaven will take the present at our hands." & @CRLF & _
                "	But who comes here? the new-deliver'd Hastings?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HASTINGS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	Good time of day unto my gracious lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	As much unto my good lord chamberlain!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well are you welcome to the open air." & @CRLF & _
                "	How hath your lordship brook'd imprisonment?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	With patience, noble lord, as prisoners must:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I shall live, my lord, to give them thanks" & @CRLF & _
                "	That were the cause of my imprisonment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	No doubt, no doubt; and so shall Clarence too;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For they that were your enemies are his," & @CRLF & _
                "	And have prevail'd as much on him as you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	More pity that the eagle should be mew'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	While kites and buzzards prey at liberty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	What news abroad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	No news so bad abroad as this at home;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The King is sickly, weak and melancholy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And his physicians fear him mightily." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Now, by Saint Paul, this news is bad indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, he hath kept an evil diet long," & @CRLF & _
                "	And overmuch consumed his royal person:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis very grievous to be thought upon." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, is he in his bed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	He is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Go you before, and I will follow you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit HASTINGS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	He cannot live, I hope; and must not die" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till George be pack'd with post-horse up to heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll in, to urge his hatred more to Clarence," & @CRLF & _
                "	With lies well steel'd with weighty arguments;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, if I fall not in my deep intent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Clarence hath not another day to live:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which done, God take King Edward to his mercy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave the world for me to bustle in!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For then I'll marry Warwick's youngest daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "	What though I kill'd her husband and her father?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The readiest way to make the wench amends" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is to become her husband and her father:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The which will I; not all so much for love" & @CRLF & _
                "	As for another secret close intent," & @CRLF & _
                "	By marrying her which I must reach unto." & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet I run before my horse to market:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Clarence still breathes; Edward still lives and reigns:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When they are gone, then must I count my gains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same. Another street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the corpse of KING HENRY the Sixth, Gentlemen" & @CRLF & _
                "	with halberds to guard it; LADY ANNE being the mourner]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	Set down, set down your honourable load," & @CRLF & _
                "	If honour may be shrouded in a hearse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst I awhile obsequiously lament" & @CRLF & _
                "	The untimely fall of virtuous Lancaster." & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor key-cold figure of a holy king!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pale ashes of the house of Lancaster!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou bloodless remnant of that royal blood!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be it lawful that I invocate thy ghost," & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear the lamentations of Poor Anne," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wife to thy Edward, to thy slaughter'd son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stabb'd by the selfsame hand that made these wounds!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lo, in these windows that let forth thy life," & @CRLF & _
                "	I pour the helpless balm of my poor eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "	Cursed be the hand that made these fatal holes!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cursed be the heart that had the heart to do it!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cursed the blood that let this blood from hence!" & @CRLF & _
                "	More direful hap betide that hated wretch," & @CRLF & _
                "	That makes us wretched by the death of thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than I can wish to adders, spiders, toads," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or any creeping venom'd thing that lives!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever he have child, abortive be it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Prodigious, and untimely brought to light," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose ugly and unnatural aspect" & @CRLF & _
                "	May fright the hopeful mother at the view;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that be heir to his unhappiness!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever he have wife, let her he made" & @CRLF & _
                "	A miserable by the death of him" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I am made by my poor lord and thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, now towards Chertsey with your holy load," & @CRLF & _
                "	Taken from Paul's to be interred there;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And still, as you are weary of the weight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rest you, whiles I lament King Henry's corse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Stay, you that bear the corse, and set it down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	What black magician conjures up this fiend," & @CRLF & _
                "	To stop devoted charitable deeds?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Villains, set down the corse; or, by Saint Paul," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll make a corse of him that disobeys." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	My lord, stand back, and let the coffin pass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Unmanner'd dog! stand thou, when I command:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Advance thy halbert higher than my breast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, by Saint Paul, I'll strike thee to my foot," & @CRLF & _
                "	And spurn upon thee, beggar, for thy boldness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	What, do you tremble? are you all afraid?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, I blame you not; for you are mortal," & @CRLF & _
                "	And mortal eyes cannot endure the devil." & @CRLF & _
                "	Avaunt, thou dreadful minister of hell!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hadst but power over his mortal body," & @CRLF & _
                "	His soul thou canst not have; therefore be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Sweet saint, for charity, be not so curst." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	Foul devil, for God's sake, hence, and trouble us not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thou hast made the happy earth thy hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fill'd it with cursing cries and deep exclaims." & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou delight to view thy heinous deeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Behold this pattern of thy butcheries." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, gentlemen, see, see! dead Henry's wounds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Open their congeal'd mouths and bleed afresh!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blush, Blush, thou lump of foul deformity;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'tis thy presence that exhales this blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	From cold and empty veins, where no blood dwells;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy deed, inhuman and unnatural," & @CRLF & _
                "	Provokes this deluge most unnatural." & @CRLF & _
                "	O God, which this blood madest, revenge his death!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O earth, which this blood drink'st revenge his death!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either heaven with lightning strike the" & @CRLF & _
                "	murderer dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or earth, gape open wide and eat him quick," & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou dost swallow up this good king's blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which his hell-govern'd arm hath butchered!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Lady, you know no rules of charity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which renders good for bad, blessings for curses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	Villain, thou know'st no law of God nor man:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	But I know none, and therefore am no beast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	O wonderful, when devils tell the truth!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	More wonderful, when angels are so angry." & @CRLF & _
                "	Vouchsafe, divine perfection of a woman," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of these supposed-evils, to give me leave," & @CRLF & _
                "	By circumstance, but to acquit myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	Vouchsafe, defused infection of a man," & @CRLF & _
                "	For these known evils, but to give me leave," & @CRLF & _
                "	By circumstance, to curse thy cursed self." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Fairer than tongue can name thee, let me have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some patient leisure to excuse myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	Fouler than heart can think thee, thou canst make" & @CRLF & _
                "	No excuse current, but to hang thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	By such despair, I should accuse myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	And, by despairing, shouldst thou stand excused;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For doing worthy vengeance on thyself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which didst unworthy slaughter upon others." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Say that I slew them not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	Why, then they are not dead:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But dead they are, and devilish slave, by thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I did not kill your husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	Why, then he is alive." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Nay, he is dead; and slain by Edward's hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	In thy foul throat thou liest: Queen Margaret saw" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy murderous falchion smoking in his blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The which thou once didst bend against her breast," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that thy brothers beat aside the point." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I was provoked by her slanderous tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	which laid their guilt upon my guiltless shoulders." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	Thou wast provoked by thy bloody mind." & @CRLF & _
                "	Which never dreamt on aught but butcheries:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Didst thou not kill this king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I grant ye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	Dost grant me, hedgehog? then, God grant me too" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou mayst be damned for that wicked deed!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, he was gentle, mild, and virtuous!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	The fitter for the King of heaven, that hath him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	He is in heaven, where thou shalt never come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Let him thank me, that holp to send him thither;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he was fitter for that place than earth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	And thou unfit for any place but hell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Yes, one place else, if you will hear me name it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	Some dungeon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	                             Your bed-chamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	I'll rest betide the chamber where thou liest!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	So will it, madam till I lie with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	I hope so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I know so. But, gentle Lady Anne," & @CRLF & _
                "	To leave this keen encounter of our wits," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fall somewhat into a slower method," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not the causer of the timeless deaths" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of these Plantagenets, Henry and Edward," & @CRLF & _
                "	As blameful as the executioner?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	Thou art the cause, and most accursed effect." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Your beauty was the cause of that effect;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your beauty: which did haunt me in my sleep" & @CRLF & _
                "	To undertake the death of all the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	So I might live one hour in your sweet bosom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	If I thought that, I tell thee, homicide," & @CRLF & _
                "	These nails should rend that beauty from my cheeks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	These eyes could never endure sweet beauty's wreck;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You should not blemish it, if I stood by:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As all the world is cheered by the sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	So I by that; it is my day, my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	Black night o'ershade thy day, and death thy life!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Curse not thyself, fair creature thou art both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	I would I were, to be revenged on thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	It is a quarrel most unnatural," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be revenged on him that loveth you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	It is a quarrel just and reasonable," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be revenged on him that slew my husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	He that bereft thee, lady, of thy husband," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did it to help thee to a better husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	His better doth not breathe upon the earth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	He lives that loves thee better than he could." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	Name him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	        Plantagenet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	Why, that was he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	The selfsame name, but one of better nature." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	Where is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	                 Here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[She spitteth at him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why dost thou spit at me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	Would it were mortal poison, for thy sake!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Never came poison from so sweet a place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	Never hung poison on a fouler toad." & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of my sight! thou dost infect my eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Thine eyes, sweet lady, have infected mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	Would they were basilisks, to strike thee dead!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I would they were, that I might die at once;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For now they kill me with a living death." & @CRLF & _
                "	Those eyes of thine from mine have drawn salt tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shamed their aspect with store of childish drops:" & @CRLF & _
                "	These eyes that never shed remorseful tear," & @CRLF & _
                "	No, when my father York and Edward wept," & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear the piteous moan that Rutland made" & @CRLF & _
                "	When black-faced Clifford shook his sword at him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor when thy warlike father, like a child," & @CRLF & _
                "	Told the sad story of my father's death," & @CRLF & _
                "	And twenty times made pause to sob and weep," & @CRLF & _
                "	That all the standers-by had wet their cheeks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like trees bedash'd with rain: in that sad time" & @CRLF & _
                "	My manly eyes did scorn an humble tear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what these sorrows could not thence exhale," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy beauty hath, and made them blind with weeping." & @CRLF & _
                "	I never sued to friend nor enemy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My tongue could never learn sweet smoothing word;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But now thy beauty is proposed my fee," & @CRLF & _
                "	My proud heart sues, and prompts my tongue to speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[She looks scornfully at him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Teach not thy lips such scorn, for they were made" & @CRLF & _
                "	For kissing, lady, not for such contempt." & @CRLF & _
                "	If thy revengeful heart cannot forgive," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lo, here I lend thee this sharp-pointed sword;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which if thou please to hide in this true bosom." & @CRLF & _
                "	And let the soul forth that adoreth thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	I lay it naked to the deadly stroke," & @CRLF & _
                "	And humbly beg the death upon my knee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He lays his breast open: she offers at it with his sword]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, do not pause; for I did kill King Henry," & @CRLF & _
                "	But 'twas thy beauty that provoked me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, now dispatch; 'twas I that stabb'd young Edward," & @CRLF & _
                "	But 'twas thy heavenly face that set me on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Here she lets fall the sword]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take up the sword again, or take up me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	Arise, dissembler: though I wish thy death," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not be the executioner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Then bid me kill myself, and I will do it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	I have already." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	                  Tush, that was in thy rage:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak it again, and, even with the word," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hand, which, for thy love, did kill thy love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall, for thy love, kill a far truer love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To both their deaths thou shalt be accessary." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	I would I knew thy heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	'Tis figured in my tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	I fear me both are false." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Then never man was true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	Well, well, put up your sword." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Say, then, my peace is made." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	That shall you know hereafter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	But shall I live in hope?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	All men, I hope, live so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Vouchsafe to wear this ring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	To take is not to give." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Look, how this ring encompasseth finger." & @CRLF & _
                "	Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wear both of them, for both of them are thine." & @CRLF & _
                "	And if thy poor devoted suppliant may" & @CRLF & _
                "	But beg one favour at thy gracious hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou dost confirm his happiness for ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	What is it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	That it would please thee leave these sad designs" & @CRLF & _
                "	To him that hath more cause to be a mourner," & @CRLF & _
                "	And presently repair to Crosby Place;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where, after I have solemnly interr'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	At Chertsey monastery this noble king," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wet his grave with my repentant tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will with all expedient duty see you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For divers unknown reasons. I beseech you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grant me this boon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	With all my heart; and much it joys me too," & @CRLF & _
                "	To see you are become so penitent." & @CRLF & _
                "	Tressel and Berkeley, go along with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Bid me farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	'Tis more than you deserve;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But since you teach me how to flatter you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Imagine I have said farewell already." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt LADY ANNE, TRESSEL, and BERKELEY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Sirs, take up the corse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GENTLEMEN	Towards Chertsey, noble lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	No, to White-Friars; there attend my coining." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was ever woman in this humour woo'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was ever woman in this humour won?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll have her; but I will not keep her long." & @CRLF & _
                "	What! I, that kill'd her husband and his father," & @CRLF & _
                "	To take her in her heart's extremest hate," & @CRLF & _
                "	With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	The bleeding witness of her hatred by;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Having God, her conscience, and these bars" & @CRLF & _
                "	against me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I nothing to back my suit at all," & @CRLF & _
                "	But the plain devil and dissembling looks," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet to win her, all the world to nothing!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath she forgot already that brave prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	Edward, her lord, whom I, some three months since," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stabb'd in my angry mood at Tewksbury?" & @CRLF & _
                "	A sweeter and a lovelier gentleman," & @CRLF & _
                "	Framed in the prodigality of nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	Young, valiant, wise, and, no doubt, right royal," & @CRLF & _
                "	The spacious world cannot again afford" & @CRLF & _
                "	And will she yet debase her eyes on me," & @CRLF & _
                "	That cropp'd the golden prime of this sweet prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	And made her widow to a woful bed?" & @CRLF & _
                "	On me, whose all not equals Edward's moiety?" & @CRLF & _
                "	On me, that halt and am unshapen thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "	My dukedom to a beggarly denier," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do mistake my person all this while:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my life, she finds, although I cannot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself to be a marvellous proper man." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll be at charges for a looking-glass," & @CRLF & _
                "	And entertain some score or two of tailors," & @CRLF & _
                "	To study fashions to adorn my body:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since I am crept in favour with myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will maintain it with some little cost." & @CRLF & _
                "	But first I'll turn yon fellow in his grave;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then return lamenting to my love." & @CRLF & _
                "	Shine out, fair sun, till I have bought a glass," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I may see my shadow as I pass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter QUEEN ELIZABETH, RIVERS, and GREY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	Have patience, madam: there's no doubt his majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will soon recover his accustom'd health." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREY	In that you brook it in, it makes him worse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, for God's sake, entertain good comfort," & @CRLF & _
                "	And cheer his grace with quick and merry words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	If he were dead, what would betide of me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	No other harm but loss of such a lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	The loss of such a lord includes all harm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREY	The heavens have bless'd you with a goodly son," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be your comforter when he is gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Oh, he is young and his minority" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is put unto the trust of Richard Gloucester," & @CRLF & _
                "	A man that loves not me, nor none of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	Is it concluded that he shall be protector?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	It is determined, not concluded yet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But so it must be, if the king miscarry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BUCKINGHAM and DERBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREY	Here come the lords of Buckingham and Derby." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Good time of day unto your royal grace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DERBY	God make your majesty joyful as you have been!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	The Countess Richmond, good my Lord of Derby." & @CRLF & _
                "	To your good prayers will scarcely say amen." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, Derby, notwithstanding she's your wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	And loves not me, be you, good lord, assured" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hate not you for her proud arrogance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DERBY	I do beseech you, either not believe" & @CRLF & _
                "	The envious slanders of her false accusers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, if she be accused in true report," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bear with her weakness, which, I think proceeds" & @CRLF & _
                "	From wayward sickness, and no grounded malice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	Saw you the king to-day, my Lord of Derby?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DERBY	But now the Duke of Buckingham and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are come from visiting his majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	What likelihood of his amendment, lords?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Madam, good hope; his grace speaks cheerfully." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	God grant him health! Did you confer with him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Madam, we did: he desires to make atonement" & @CRLF & _
                "	Betwixt the Duke of Gloucester and your brothers," & @CRLF & _
                "	And betwixt them and my lord chamberlain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sent to warn them to his royal presence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Would all were well! but that will never be" & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear our happiness is at the highest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER, HASTINGS, and DORSET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	They do me wrong, and I will not endure it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who are they that complain unto the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I, forsooth, am stern, and love them not?" & @CRLF & _
                "	By holy Paul, they love his grace but lightly" & @CRLF & _
                "	That fill his ears with such dissentious rumours." & @CRLF & _
                "	Because I cannot flatter and speak fair," & @CRLF & _
                "	Smile in men's faces, smooth, deceive and cog," & @CRLF & _
                "	Duck with French nods and apish courtesy," & @CRLF & _
                "	I must be held a rancorous enemy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot a plain man live and think no harm," & @CRLF & _
                "	But thus his simple truth must be abused" & @CRLF & _
                "	By silken, sly, insinuating Jacks?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	To whom in all this presence speaks your grace?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	To thee, that hast nor honesty nor grace." & @CRLF & _
                "	When have I injured thee? when done thee wrong?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or thee? or thee? or any of your faction?" & @CRLF & _
                "	A plague upon you all! His royal person,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom God preserve better than you would wish!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot be quiet scarce a breathing-while," & @CRLF & _
                "	But you must trouble him with lewd complaints." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Brother of Gloucester, you mistake the matter." & @CRLF & _
                "	The king, of his own royal disposition," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not provoked by any suitor else;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Aiming, belike, at your interior hatred," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which in your outward actions shows itself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against my kindred, brothers, and myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes him to send; that thereby he may gather" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ground of your ill-will, and so remove it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I cannot tell: the world is grown so bad," & @CRLF & _
                "	That wrens make prey where eagles dare not perch:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since every Jack became a gentleman" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's many a gentle person made a Jack." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Come, come, we know your meaning, brother" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gloucester;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You envy my advancement and my friends':" & @CRLF & _
                "	God grant we never may have need of you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Meantime, God grants that we have need of you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your brother is imprison'd by your means," & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself disgraced, and the nobility" & @CRLF & _
                "	Held in contempt; whilst many fair promotions" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are daily given to ennoble those" & @CRLF & _
                "	That scarce, some two days since, were worth a noble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	By Him that raised me to this careful height" & @CRLF & _
                "	From that contented hap which I enjoy'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	I never did incense his majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the Duke of Clarence, but have been" & @CRLF & _
                "	An earnest advocate to plead for him." & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord, you do me shameful injury," & @CRLF & _
                "	Falsely to draw me in these vile suspects." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	You may deny that you were not the cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my Lord Hastings' late imprisonment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	She may, my lord, for--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	She may, Lord Rivers! why, who knows not so?" & @CRLF & _
                "	She may do more, sir, than denying that:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She may help you to many fair preferments," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then deny her aiding hand therein," & @CRLF & _
                "	And lay those honours on your high deserts." & @CRLF & _
                "	What may she not? She may, yea, marry, may she--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	What, marry, may she?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	What, marry, may she! marry with a king," & @CRLF & _
                "	A bachelor, a handsome stripling too:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I wis your grandam had a worser match." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	My Lord of Gloucester, I have too long borne" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your blunt upbraidings and your bitter scoffs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By heaven, I will acquaint his majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	With those gross taunts I often have endured." & @CRLF & _
                "	I had rather be a country servant-maid" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than a great queen, with this condition," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be thus taunted, scorn'd, and baited at:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter QUEEN MARGARET, behind]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Small joy have I in being England's queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	And lessen'd be that small, God, I beseech thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy honour, state and seat is due to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	What! threat you me with telling of the king?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell him, and spare not: look, what I have said" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will avouch in presence of the king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I dare adventure to be sent to the Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis time to speak; my pains are quite forgot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Out, devil! I remember them too well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou slewest my husband Henry in the Tower," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Edward, my poor son, at Tewksbury." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Ere you were queen, yea, or your husband king," & @CRLF & _
                "	I was a pack-horse in his great affairs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A weeder-out of his proud adversaries," & @CRLF & _
                "	A liberal rewarder of his friends:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To royalize his blood I spilt mine own." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Yea, and much better blood than his or thine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	In all which time you and your husband Grey" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were factious for the house of Lancaster;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, Rivers, so were you. Was not your husband" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Margaret's battle at Saint Alban's slain?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me put in your minds, if you forget," & @CRLF & _
                "	What you have been ere now, and what you are;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Withal, what I have been, and what I am." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	A murderous villain, and so still thou art." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Poor Clarence did forsake his father, Warwick;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, and forswore himself,--which Jesu pardon!--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Which God revenge!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	To fight on Edward's party for the crown;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for his meed, poor lord, he is mew'd up." & @CRLF & _
                "	I would to God my heart were flint, like Edward's;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or Edward's soft and pitiful, like mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am too childish-foolish for this world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Hie thee to hell for shame, and leave the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou cacodemon! there thy kingdom is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	My Lord of Gloucester, in those busy days" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which here you urge to prove us enemies," & @CRLF & _
                "	We follow'd then our lord, our lawful king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So should we you, if you should be our king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	If I should be! I had rather be a pedlar:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Far be it from my heart, the thought of it!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	As little joy, my lord, as you suppose" & @CRLF & _
                "	You should enjoy, were you this country's king," & @CRLF & _
                "	As little joy may you suppose in me." & @CRLF & _
                "	That I enjoy, being the queen thereof." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	A little joy enjoys the queen thereof;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am she, and altogether joyless." & @CRLF & _
                "	I can no longer hold me patient." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Advancing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear me, you wrangling pirates, that fall out" & @CRLF & _
                "	In sharing that which you have pill'd from me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which of you trembles not that looks on me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not, that, I being queen, you bow like subjects," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet that, by you deposed, you quake like rebels?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O gentle villain, do not turn away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Foul wrinkled witch, what makest thou in my sight?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	But repetition of what thou hast marr'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That will I make before I let thee go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Wert thou not banished on pain of death?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	I was; but I do find more pain in banishment" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than death can yield me here by my abode." & @CRLF & _
                "	A husband and a son thou owest to me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou a kingdom; all of you allegiance:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sorrow that I have, by right is yours," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the pleasures you usurp are mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	The curse my noble father laid on thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou didst crown his warlike brows with paper" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with thy scorns drew'st rivers from his eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then, to dry them, gavest the duke a clout" & @CRLF & _
                "	Steep'd in the faultless blood of pretty Rutland--" & @CRLF & _
                "	His curses, then from bitterness of soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Denounced against thee, are all fall'n upon thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And God, not we, hath plagued thy bloody deed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	So just is God, to right the innocent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	O, 'twas the foulest deed to slay that babe," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the most merciless that e'er was heard of!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	Tyrants themselves wept when it was reported." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DORSET	No man but prophesied revenge for it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Northumberland, then present, wept to see it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	What were you snarling all before I came," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ready to catch each other by the throat," & @CRLF & _
                "	And turn you all your hatred now on me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did York's dread curse prevail so much with heaven?" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Henry's death, my lovely Edward's death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their kingdom's loss, my woful banishment," & @CRLF & _
                "	Could all but answer for that peevish brat?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can curses pierce the clouds and enter heaven?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, then, give way, dull clouds, to my quick curses!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not by war, by surfeit die your king," & @CRLF & _
                "	As ours by murder, to make him a king!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Edward thy son, which now is Prince of Wales," & @CRLF & _
                "	For Edward my son, which was Prince of Wales," & @CRLF & _
                "	Die in his youth by like untimely violence!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thyself a queen, for me that was a queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Outlive thy glory, like my wretched self!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Long mayst thou live to wail thy children's loss;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And see another, as I see thee now," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deck'd in thy rights, as thou art stall'd in mine!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Long die thy happy days before thy death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, after many lengthen'd hours of grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	Die neither mother, wife, nor England's queen!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rivers and Dorset, you were standers by," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so wast thou, Lord Hastings, when my son" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was stabb'd with bloody daggers: God, I pray him," & @CRLF & _
                "	That none of you may live your natural age," & @CRLF & _
                "	But by some unlook'd accident cut off!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Have done thy charm, thou hateful wither'd hag!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	And leave out thee? stay, dog, for thou shalt hear me." & @CRLF & _
                "	If heaven have any grievous plague in store" & @CRLF & _
                "	Exceeding those that I can wish upon thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	O, let them keep it till thy sins be ripe," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then hurl down their indignation" & @CRLF & _
                "	On thee, the troubler of the poor world's peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The worm of conscience still begnaw thy soul!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy friends suspect for traitors while thou livest," & @CRLF & _
                "	And take deep traitors for thy dearest friends!" & @CRLF & _
                "	No sleep close up that deadly eye of thine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless it be whilst some tormenting dream" & @CRLF & _
                "	Affrights thee with a hell of ugly devils!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou elvish-mark'd, abortive, rooting hog!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou that wast seal'd in thy nativity" & @CRLF & _
                "	The slave of nature and the son of hell!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou slander of thy mother's heavy womb!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou loathed issue of thy father's loins!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou rag of honour! thou detested--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Margaret." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	        Richard!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	                  Ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	                  I call thee not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I cry thee mercy then, for I had thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou hadst call'd me all these bitter names." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Why, so I did; but look'd for no reply." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, let me make the period to my curse!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	'Tis done by me, and ends in 'Margaret.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Thus have you breathed your curse against yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Poor painted queen, vain flourish of my fortune!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why strew'st thou sugar on that bottled spider," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose deadly web ensnareth thee about?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fool, fool! thou whet'st a knife to kill thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "	The time will come when thou shalt wish for me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To help thee curse that poisonous bunchback'd toad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	False-boding woman, end thy frantic curse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest to thy harm thou move our patience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Foul shame upon you! you have all moved mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	Were you well served, you would be taught your duty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	To serve me well, you all should do me duty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Teach me to be your queen, and you my subjects:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, serve me well, and teach yourselves that duty!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DORSET	Dispute not with her; she is lunatic." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Peace, master marquess, you are malapert:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your fire-new stamp of honour is scarce current." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, that your young nobility could judge" & @CRLF & _
                "	What 'twere to lose it, and be miserable!" & @CRLF & _
                "	They that stand high have many blasts to shake them;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if they fall, they dash themselves to pieces." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Good counsel, marry: learn it, learn it, marquess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DORSET	It toucheth you, my lord, as much as me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Yea, and much more: but I was born so high," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our aery buildeth in the cedar's top," & @CRLF & _
                "	And dallies with the wind and scorns the sun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	And turns the sun to shade; alas! alas!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Witness my son, now in the shade of death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose bright out-shining beams thy cloudy wrath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath in eternal darkness folded up." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your aery buildeth in our aery's nest." & @CRLF & _
                "	O God, that seest it, do not suffer it!" & @CRLF & _
                "	As it was won with blood, lost be it so!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Have done! for shame, if not for charity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Urge neither charity nor shame to me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Uncharitably with me have you dealt," & @CRLF & _
                "	And shamefully by you my hopes are butcher'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	My charity is outrage, life my shame" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in that shame still live my sorrow's rage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Have done, have done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	O princely Buckingham I'll kiss thy hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	In sign of league and amity with thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now fair befal thee and thy noble house!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy garments are not spotted with our blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor thou within the compass of my curse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Nor no one here; for curses never pass" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lips of those that breathe them in the air." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	I'll not believe but they ascend the sky," & @CRLF & _
                "	And there awake God's gentle-sleeping peace." & @CRLF & _
                "	O Buckingham, take heed of yonder dog!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, when he fawns, he bites; and when he bites," & @CRLF & _
                "	His venom tooth will rankle to the death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have not to do with him, beware of him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sin, death, and hell have set their marks on him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all their ministers attend on him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	What doth she say, my Lord of Buckingham?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Nothing that I respect, my gracious lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	What, dost thou scorn me for my gentle counsel?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And soothe the devil that I warn thee from?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, but remember this another day," & @CRLF & _
                "	When he shall split thy very heart with sorrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	And say poor Margaret was a prophetess!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Live each of you the subjects to his hate," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he to yours, and all of you to God's!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	My hair doth stand on end to hear her curses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	And so doth mine: I muse why she's at liberty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I cannot blame her: by God's holy mother," & @CRLF & _
                "	She hath had too much wrong; and I repent" & @CRLF & _
                "	My part thereof that I have done to her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	I never did her any, to my knowledge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	But you have all the vantage of her wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "	I was too hot to do somebody good," & @CRLF & _
                "	That is too cold in thinking of it now." & @CRLF & _
                "	Marry, as for Clarence, he is well repaid," & @CRLF & _
                "	He is frank'd up to fatting for his pains" & @CRLF & _
                "	God pardon them that are the cause of it!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	A virtuous and a Christian-like conclusion," & @CRLF & _
                "	To pray for them that have done scathe to us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	So do I ever:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	being well-advised." & @CRLF & _
                "	For had I cursed now, I had cursed myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CATESBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	Madam, his majesty doth call for you," & @CRLF & _
                "	And for your grace; and you, my noble lords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Catesby, we come. Lords, will you go with us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	Madam, we will attend your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I do the wrong, and first begin to brawl." & @CRLF & _
                "	The secret mischiefs that I set abroach" & @CRLF & _
                "	I lay unto the grievous charge of others." & @CRLF & _
                "	Clarence, whom I, indeed, have laid in darkness," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do beweep to many simple gulls" & @CRLF & _
                "	Namely, to Hastings, Derby, Buckingham;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And say it is the queen and her allies" & @CRLF & _
                "	That stir the king against the duke my brother." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, they believe it; and withal whet me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be revenged on Rivers, Vaughan, Grey:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But then I sigh; and, with a piece of scripture," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell them that God bids us do good for evil:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thus I clothe my naked villany" & @CRLF & _
                "	With old odd ends stolen out of holy writ;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And seem a saint, when most I play the devil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two Murderers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, soft! here come my executioners." & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, my hardy, stout resolved mates!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are you now going to dispatch this deed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	We are, my lord; and come to have the warrant" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we may be admitted where he is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Well thought upon; I have it here about me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Gives the warrant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	When you have done, repair to Crosby Place." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, sirs, be sudden in the execution," & @CRLF & _
                "	Withal obdurate, do not hear him plead;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Clarence is well-spoken, and perhaps" & @CRLF & _
                "	May move your hearts to pity if you mark him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Tush!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fear not, my lord, we will not stand to prate;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Talkers are no good doers: be assured" & @CRLF & _
                "	We come to use our hands and not our tongues." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Your eyes drop millstones, when fools' eyes drop tears:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I like you, lads; about your business straight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, go, dispatch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	                  We will, my noble lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	London. The Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLARENCE and BRAKENBURY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRAKENBURY	Why looks your grace so heavily today?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	O, I have pass'd a miserable night," & @CRLF & _
                "	So full of ugly sights, of ghastly dreams," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, as I am a Christian faithful man," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not spend another such a night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days," & @CRLF & _
                "	So full of dismal terror was the time!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRAKENBURY	What was your dream? I long to hear you tell it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	Methoughts that I had broken from the Tower," & @CRLF & _
                "	And was embark'd to cross to Burgundy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in my company, my brother Gloucester;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who from my cabin tempted me to walk" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the hatches: thence we looked toward England," & @CRLF & _
                "	And cited up a thousand fearful times," & @CRLF & _
                "	During the wars of York and Lancaster" & @CRLF & _
                "	That had befall'n us. As we paced along" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the giddy footing of the hatches," & @CRLF & _
                "	Methought that Gloucester stumbled; and, in falling," & @CRLF & _
                "	Struck me, that thought to stay him, overboard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the tumbling billows of the main." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord, Lord! methought, what pain it was to drown!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What dreadful noise of waters in mine ears!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What ugly sights of death within mine eyes!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methought I saw a thousand fearful wrecks;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ten thousand men that fishes gnaw'd upon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl," & @CRLF & _
                "	Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels," & @CRLF & _
                "	All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some lay in dead men's skulls; and, in those holes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept," & @CRLF & _
                "	As 'twere in scorn of eyes, reflecting gems," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep," & @CRLF & _
                "	And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRAKENBURY	Had you such leisure in the time of death" & @CRLF & _
                "	To gaze upon the secrets of the deep?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	Methought I had; and often did I strive" & @CRLF & _
                "	To yield the ghost: but still the envious flood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Kept in my soul, and would not let it forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	To seek the empty, vast and wandering air;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But smother'd it within my panting bulk," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which almost burst to belch it in the sea." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRAKENBURY	Awaked you not with this sore agony?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	O, no, my dream was lengthen'd after life;" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, then began the tempest to my soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who pass'd, methought, the melancholy flood," & @CRLF & _
                "	With that grim ferryman which poets write of," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the kingdom of perpetual night." & @CRLF & _
                "	The first that there did greet my stranger soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who cried aloud, 'What scourge for perjury" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence?'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so he vanish'd: then came wandering by" & @CRLF & _
                "	A shadow like an angel, with bright hair" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dabbled in blood; and he squeak'd out aloud," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Clarence is come; false, fleeting, perjured Clarence," & @CRLF & _
                "	That stabb'd me in the field by Tewksbury;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seize on him, Furies, take him to your torments!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	With that, methoughts, a legion of foul fiends" & @CRLF & _
                "	Environ'd me about, and howled in mine ears" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such hideous cries, that with the very noise" & @CRLF & _
                "	I trembling waked, and for a season after" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could not believe but that I was in hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such terrible impression made the dream." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRAKENBURY	No marvel, my lord, though it affrighted you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I promise, I am afraid to hear you tell it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	O Brakenbury, I have done those things," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which now bear evidence against my soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	For Edward's sake; and see how he requites me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O God! if my deep prayers cannot appease thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	But thou wilt be avenged on my misdeeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet execute thy wrath in me alone," & @CRLF & _
                "	O, spare my guiltless wife and my poor children!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray thee, gentle keeper, stay by me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My soul is heavy, and I fain would sleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRAKENBURY	I will, my lord: God give your grace good rest!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[CLARENCE sleeps]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sorrow breaks seasons and reposing hours," & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes the night morning, and the noon-tide night." & @CRLF & _
                "	Princes have but their tides for their glories," & @CRLF & _
                "	An outward honour for an inward toil;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for unfelt imagination," & @CRLF & _
                "	They often feel a world of restless cares:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So that, betwixt their tides and low names," & @CRLF & _
                "	There's nothing differs but the outward fame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the two Murderers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Ho! who's here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRAKENBURY	In God's name what are you, and how came you hither?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	I would speak with Clarence, and I came hither on my legs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRAKENBURY	Yea, are you so brief?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	O sir, it is better to be brief than tedious. Show" & @CRLF & _
                "	him our commission; talk no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[BRAKENBURY reads it]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRAKENBURY	I am, in this, commanded to deliver" & @CRLF & _
                "	The noble Duke of Clarence to your hands:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not reason what is meant hereby," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because I will be guiltless of the meaning." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here are the keys, there sits the duke asleep:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll to the king; and signify to him" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thus I have resign'd my charge to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Do so, it is a point of wisdom: fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BRAKENBURY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	What, shall we stab him as he sleeps?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	No; then he will say 'twas done cowardly, when he wakes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	When he wakes! why, fool, he shall never wake till" & @CRLF & _
                "	the judgment-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Why, then he will say we stabbed him sleeping." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	The urging of that word 'judgment' hath bred a kind" & @CRLF & _
                "	of remorse in me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	What, art thou afraid?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	Not to kill him, having a warrant for it; but to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	damned for killing him, from which no warrant can defend us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	I thought thou hadst been resolute." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	So I am, to let him live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Back to the Duke of Gloucester, tell him so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	I pray thee, stay a while: I hope my holy humour" & @CRLF & _
                "	will change; 'twas wont to hold me but while one" & @CRLF & _
                "	would tell twenty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	How dost thou feel thyself now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	'Faith, some certain dregs of conscience are yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	within me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Remember our reward, when the deed is done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	'Zounds, he dies: I had forgot the reward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Where is thy conscience now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	In the Duke of Gloucester's purse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	So when he opens his purse to give us our reward," & @CRLF & _
                "	thy conscience flies out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	Let it go; there's few or none will entertain it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	How if it come to thee again?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	I'll not meddle with it: it is a dangerous thing: it" & @CRLF & _
                "	makes a man a coward: a man cannot steal, but it" & @CRLF & _
                "	accuseth him; he cannot swear, but it cheques him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	he cannot lie with his neighbour's wife, but it" & @CRLF & _
                "	detects him: 'tis a blushing shamefast spirit that" & @CRLF & _
                "	mutinies in a man's bosom; it fills one full of" & @CRLF & _
                "	obstacles: it made me once restore a purse of gold" & @CRLF & _
                "	that I found; it beggars any man that keeps it: it" & @CRLF & _
                "	is turned out of all towns and cities for a" & @CRLF & _
                "	dangerous thing; and every man that means to live" & @CRLF & _
                "	well endeavours to trust to himself and to live" & @CRLF & _
                "	without it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	'Zounds, it is even now at my elbow, persuading me" & @CRLF & _
                "	not to kill the duke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	Take the devil in thy mind, and relieve him not: he" & @CRLF & _
                "	would insinuate with thee but to make thee sigh." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Tut, I am strong-framed, he cannot prevail with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	I warrant thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	Spoke like a tail fellow that respects his" & @CRLF & _
                "	reputation. Come, shall we to this gear?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Take him over the costard with the hilts of thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	sword, and then we will chop him in the malmsey-butt" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the next room." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	O excellent devise! make a sop of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Hark! he stirs: shall I strike?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	No, first let's reason with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	Where art thou, keeper? give me a cup of wine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second murderer	You shall have wine enough, my lord, anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	In God's name, what art thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	A man, as you are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	But not, as I am, royal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	Nor you, as we are, loyal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	Thy voice is thunder, but thy looks are humble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	My voice is now the king's, my looks mine own." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	How darkly and how deadly dost thou speak!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your eyes do menace me: why look you pale?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who sent you hither? Wherefore do you come?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Both	To, to, to--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	To murder me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Both	Ay, ay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	You scarcely have the hearts to tell me so," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore cannot have the hearts to do it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein, my friends, have I offended you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Offended us you have not, but the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	I shall be reconciled to him again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	Never, my lord; therefore prepare to die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	Are you call'd forth from out a world of men" & @CRLF & _
                "	To slay the innocent? What is my offence?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where are the evidence that do accuse me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What lawful quest have given their verdict up" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the frowning judge? or who pronounced" & @CRLF & _
                "	The bitter sentence of poor Clarence' death?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before I be convict by course of law," & @CRLF & _
                "	To threaten me with death is most unlawful." & @CRLF & _
                "	I charge you, as you hope to have redemption" & @CRLF & _
                "	By Christ's dear blood shed for our grievous sins," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you depart and lay no hands on me" & @CRLF & _
                "	The deed you undertake is damnable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	What we will do, we do upon command." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	And he that hath commanded is the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	Erroneous vassal! the great King of kings" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath in the tables of his law commanded" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou shalt do no murder: and wilt thou, then," & @CRLF & _
                "	Spurn at his edict and fulfil a man's?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take heed; for he holds vengeance in his hands," & @CRLF & _
                "	To hurl upon their heads that break his law." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	And that same vengeance doth he hurl on thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	For false forswearing and for murder too:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou didst receive the holy sacrament," & @CRLF & _
                "	To fight in quarrel of the house of Lancaster." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	And, like a traitor to the name of God," & @CRLF & _
                "	Didst break that vow; and with thy treacherous blade" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unrip'dst the bowels of thy sovereign's son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	Whom thou wert sworn to cherish and defend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	How canst thou urge God's dreadful law to us," & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou hast broke it in so dear degree?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	Alas! for whose sake did I that ill deed?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Edward, for my brother, for his sake: Why, sirs," & @CRLF & _
                "	He sends ye not to murder me for this" & @CRLF & _
                "	For in this sin he is as deep as I." & @CRLF & _
                "	If God will be revenged for this deed." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, know you yet, he doth it publicly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Take not the quarrel from his powerful arm;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He needs no indirect nor lawless course" & @CRLF & _
                "	To cut off those that have offended him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Who made thee, then, a bloody minister," & @CRLF & _
                "	When gallant-springing brave Plantagenet," & @CRLF & _
                "	That princely novice, was struck dead by thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	My brother's love, the devil, and my rage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Thy brother's love, our duty, and thy fault," & @CRLF & _
                "	Provoke us hither now to slaughter thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	Oh, if you love my brother, hate not me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am his brother, and I love him well." & @CRLF & _
                "	If you be hired for meed, go back again," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will send you to my brother Gloucester," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who shall reward you better for my life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than Edward will for tidings of my death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	You are deceived, your brother Gloucester hates you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	O, no, he loves me, and he holds me dear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go you to him from me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Both	Ay, so we will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	Tell him, when that our princely father York" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bless'd his three sons with his victorious arm," & @CRLF & _
                "	And charged us from his soul to love each other," & @CRLF & _
                "	He little thought of this divided friendship:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid Gloucester think of this, and he will weep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Ay, millstones; as be lesson'd us to weep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	O, do not slander him, for he is kind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Right," & @CRLF & _
                "	As snow in harvest. Thou deceivest thyself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis he that sent us hither now to slaughter thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	It cannot be; for when I parted with him," & @CRLF & _
                "	He hugg'd me in his arms, and swore, with sobs," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he would labour my delivery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	Why, so he doth, now he delivers thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	From this world's thraldom to the joys of heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Make peace with God, for you must die, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	Hast thou that holy feeling in thy soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	To counsel me to make my peace with God," & @CRLF & _
                "	And art thou yet to thy own soul so blind," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou wilt war with God by murdering me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, sirs, consider, he that set you on" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do this deed will hate you for the deed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	What shall we do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	                  Relent, and save your souls." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Relent! 'tis cowardly and womanish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLARENCE	Not to relent is beastly, savage, devilish." & @CRLF & _
                "	Which of you, if you were a prince's son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being pent from liberty, as I am now," & @CRLF & _
                "	if two such murderers as yourselves came to you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would not entreat for life?" & @CRLF & _
                "	My friend, I spy some pity in thy looks:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, if thine eye be not a flatterer," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come thou on my side, and entreat for me," & @CRLF & _
                "	As you would beg, were you in my distress" & @CRLF & _
                "	A begging prince what beggar pities not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	Look behind you, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Take that, and that: if all this will not do," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Stabs him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll drown you in the malmsey-butt within." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit, with the body]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	A bloody deed, and desperately dispatch'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How fain, like Pilate, would I wash my hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this most grievous guilty murder done!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter First Murderer]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	How now! what mean'st thou, that thou help'st me not?" & @CRLF & _
                "	By heavens, the duke shall know how slack thou art!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	I would he knew that I had saved his brother!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take thou the fee, and tell him what I say;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I repent me that the duke is slain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	So do not I: go, coward as thou art." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now must I hide his body in some hole," & @CRLF & _
                "	Until the duke take order for his burial:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when I have my meed, I must away;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this will out, and here I must not stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	London. The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD IV sick, QUEEN" & @CRLF & _
                "	ELIZABETH, DORSET, RIVERS, HASTINGS, BUCKINGHAM," & @CRLF & _
                "	GREY, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Why, so: now have I done a good day's work:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You peers, continue this united league:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I every day expect an embassage" & @CRLF & _
                "	From my Redeemer to redeem me hence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now in peace my soul shall part to heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since I have set my friends at peace on earth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Rivers and Hastings, take each other's hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dissemble not your hatred, swear your love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	By heaven, my heart is purged from grudging hate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with my hand I seal my true heart's love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	So thrive I, as I truly swear the like!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Take heed you dally not before your king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest he that is the supreme King of kings" & @CRLF & _
                "	Confound your hidden falsehood, and award" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either of you to be the other's end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	So prosper I, as I swear perfect love!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	And I, as I love Hastings with my heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Madam, yourself are not exempt in this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor your son Dorset, Buckingham, nor you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have been factious one against the other," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wife, love Lord Hastings, let him kiss your hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what you do, do it unfeignedly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Here, Hastings; I will never more remember" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our former hatred, so thrive I and mine!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Dorset, embrace him; Hastings, love lord marquess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DORSET	This interchange of love, I here protest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my part shall be unviolable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	And so swear I, my lord" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They embrace]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Now, princely Buckingham, seal thou this league" & @CRLF & _
                "	With thy embracements to my wife's allies," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make me happy in your unity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Whenever Buckingham doth turn his hate" & @CRLF & _
                "	On you or yours," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To the Queen]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	but with all duteous love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth cherish you and yours, God punish me" & @CRLF & _
                "	With hate in those where I expect most love!" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I have most need to employ a friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	And most assured that he is a friend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deep, hollow, treacherous, and full of guile," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be he unto me! this do I beg of God," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I am cold in zeal to yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	A pleasing cordial, princely Buckingham," & @CRLF & _
                "	is this thy vow unto my sickly heart." & @CRLF & _
                "	There wanteth now our brother Gloucester here," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make the perfect period of this peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	And, in good time, here comes the noble duke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Good morrow to my sovereign king and queen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, princely peers, a happy time of day!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Happy, indeed, as we have spent the day." & @CRLF & _
                "	Brother, we done deeds of charity;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made peace enmity, fair love of hate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Between these swelling wrong-incensed peers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	A blessed labour, my most sovereign liege:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Amongst this princely heap, if any here," & @CRLF & _
                "	By false intelligence, or wrong surmise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold me a foe;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I unwittingly, or in my rage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have aught committed that is hardly borne" & @CRLF & _
                "	By any in this presence, I desire" & @CRLF & _
                "	To reconcile me to his friendly peace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis death to me to be at enmity;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hate it, and desire all good men's love." & @CRLF & _
                "	First, madam, I entreat true peace of you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I will purchase with my duteous service;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of you, my noble cousin Buckingham," & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever any grudge were lodged between us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of you, Lord Rivers, and, Lord Grey, of you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That without desert have frown'd on me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dukes, earls, lords, gentlemen; indeed, of all." & @CRLF & _
                "	I do not know that Englishman alive" & @CRLF & _
                "	With whom my soul is any jot at odds" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than the infant that is born to-night" & @CRLF & _
                "	I thank my God for my humility." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	A holy day shall this be kept hereafter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would to God all strifes were well compounded." & @CRLF & _
                "	My sovereign liege, I do beseech your majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	To take our brother Clarence to your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Why, madam, have I offer'd love for this" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be so bouted in this royal presence?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who knows not that the noble duke is dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They all start]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You do him injury to scorn his corse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	Who knows not he is dead! who knows he is?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	All seeing heaven, what a world is this!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Look I so pale, Lord Dorset, as the rest?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DORSET	Ay, my good lord; and no one in this presence" & @CRLF & _
                "	But his red colour hath forsook his cheeks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Is Clarence dead? the order was reversed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	But he, poor soul, by your first order died," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that a winged Mercury did bear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some tardy cripple bore the countermand," & @CRLF & _
                "	That came too lag to see him buried." & @CRLF & _
                "	God grant that some, less noble and less loyal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nearer in bloody thoughts, but not in blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deserve not worse than wretched Clarence did," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet go current from suspicion!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DERBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DORSET	A boon, my sovereign, for my service done!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	I pray thee, peace: my soul is full of sorrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DORSET	I will not rise, unless your highness grant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Then speak at once what is it thou demand'st." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DORSET	The forfeit, sovereign, of my servant's life;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who slew to-day a righteous gentleman" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lately attendant on the Duke of Norfolk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING EDWARD IV	Have a tongue to doom my brother's death," & @CRLF & _
                "	And shall the same give pardon to a slave?" & @CRLF & _
                "	My brother slew no man; his fault was thought," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet his punishment was cruel death." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who sued to me for him? who, in my rage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Kneel'd at my feet, and bade me be advised" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who spake of brotherhood? who spake of love?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who told me how the poor soul did forsake" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mighty Warwick, and did fight for me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who told me, in the field by Tewksbury" & @CRLF & _
                "	When Oxford had me down, he rescued me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And said, 'Dear brother, live, and be a king'?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who told me, when we both lay in the field" & @CRLF & _
                "	Frozen almost to death, how he did lap me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in his own garments, and gave himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	All thin and naked, to the numb cold night?" & @CRLF & _
                "	All this from my remembrance brutish wrath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sinfully pluck'd, and not a man of you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had so much grace to put it in my mind." & @CRLF & _
                "	But when your carters or your waiting-vassals" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have done a drunken slaughter, and defaced" & @CRLF & _
                "	The precious image of our dear Redeemer," & @CRLF & _
                "	You straight are on your knees for pardon, pardon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I unjustly too, must grant it you" & @CRLF & _
                "	But for my brother not a man would speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor I, ungracious, speak unto myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	For him, poor soul. The proudest of you all" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have been beholding to him in his life;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet none of you would once plead for his life." & @CRLF & _
                "	O God, I fear thy justice will take hold" & @CRLF & _
                "	On me, and you, and mine, and yours for this!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, Hastings, help me to my closet." & @CRLF & _
                "	Oh, poor Clarence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt some with KING EDWARD IV and QUEEN MARGARET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	This is the fruit of rashness! Mark'd you not" & @CRLF & _
                "	How that the guilty kindred of the queen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look'd pale when they did hear of Clarence' death?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, they did urge it still unto the king!" & @CRLF & _
                "	God will revenge it. But come, let us in," & @CRLF & _
                "	To comfort Edward with our company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	We wait upon your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the DUCHESS OF YORK, with the two children of CLARENCE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	Tell me, good grandam, is our father dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	No, boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	Why do you wring your hands, and beat your breast," & @CRLF & _
                "	And cry 'O Clarence, my unhappy son!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Girl	Why do you look on us, and shake your head," & @CRLF & _
                "	And call us wretches, orphans, castaways" & @CRLF & _
                "	If that our noble father be alive?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	My pretty cousins, you mistake me much;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do lament the sickness of the king." & @CRLF & _
                "	As loath to lose him, not your father's death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It were lost sorrow to wail one that's lost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	Then, grandam, you conclude that he is dead." & @CRLF & _
                "	The king my uncle is to blame for this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	God will revenge it; whom I will importune" & @CRLF & _
                "	With daily prayers all to that effect." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Girl	And so will I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Peace, children, peace! the king doth love you well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Incapable and shallow innocents," & @CRLF & _
                "	You cannot guess who caused your father's death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	Grandam, we can; for my good uncle Gloucester" & @CRLF & _
                "	Told me, the king, provoked by the queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Devised impeachments to imprison him :" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when my uncle told me so, he wept," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hugg'd me in his arm, and kindly kiss'd my cheek;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bade me rely on him as on my father," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he would love me dearly as his child." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Oh, that deceit should steal such gentle shapes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with a virtuous vizard hide foul guile!" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is my son; yea, and therein my shame;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet from my dugs he drew not this deceit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	Think you my uncle did dissemble, grandam?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Ay, boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	I cannot think it. Hark! what noise is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter QUEEN ELIZABETH, with her hair about her" & @CRLF & _
                "	ears; RIVERS, and DORSET after her]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Oh, who shall hinder me to wail and weep," & @CRLF & _
                "	To chide my fortune, and torment myself?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll join with black despair against my soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to myself become an enemy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	What means this scene of rude impatience?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	To make an act of tragic violence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Edward, my lord, your son, our king, is dead." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why grow the branches now the root is wither'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why wither not the leaves the sap being gone?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you will live, lament; if die, be brief," & @CRLF & _
                "	That our swift-winged souls may catch the king's;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, like obedient subjects, follow him" & @CRLF & _
                "	To his new kingdom of perpetual rest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Ah, so much interest have I in thy sorrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I had title in thy noble husband!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have bewept a worthy husband's death," & @CRLF & _
                "	And lived by looking on his images:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But now two mirrors of his princely semblance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are crack'd in pieces by malignant death," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I for comfort have but one false glass," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which grieves me when I see my shame in him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art a widow; yet thou art a mother," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hast the comfort of thy children left thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But death hath snatch'd my husband from mine arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	And pluck'd two crutches from my feeble limbs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Edward and Clarence. O, what cause have I," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thine being but a moiety of my grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	To overgo thy plaints and drown thy cries!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	Good aunt, you wept not for our father's death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	How can we aid you with our kindred tears?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Girl	Our fatherless distress was left unmoan'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your widow-dolour likewise be unwept!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Give me no help in lamentation;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not barren to bring forth complaints" & @CRLF & _
                "	All springs reduce their currents to mine eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I, being govern'd by the watery moon," & @CRLF & _
                "	May send forth plenteous tears to drown the world!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Oh for my husband, for my dear lord Edward!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Children	Oh for our father, for our dear lord Clarence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Alas for both, both mine, Edward and Clarence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	What stay had I but Edward? and he's gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Children	What stay had we but Clarence? and he's gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	What stays had I but they? and they are gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Was never widow had so dear a loss!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Children	Were never orphans had so dear a loss!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Was never mother had so dear a loss!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, I am the mother of these moans!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their woes are parcell'd, mine are general." & @CRLF & _
                "	She for an Edward weeps, and so do I;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I for a Clarence weep, so doth not she:" & @CRLF & _
                "	These babes for Clarence weep and so do I;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I for an Edward weep, so do not they:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, you three, on me, threefold distress'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pour all your tears! I am your sorrow's nurse," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will pamper it with lamentations." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DORSET	Comfort, dear mother: God is much displeased" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you take with unthankfulness, his doing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In common worldly things, 'tis call'd ungrateful," & @CRLF & _
                "	With dull unwilligness to repay a debt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which with a bounteous hand was kindly lent;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Much more to be thus opposite with heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	For it requires the royal debt it lent you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	Madam, bethink you, like a careful mother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the young prince your son: send straight for him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him be crown'd; in him your comfort lives:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Drown desperate sorrow in dead Edward's grave," & @CRLF & _
                "	And plant your joys in living Edward's throne." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER, BUCKINGHAM, DERBY, HASTINGS, and RATCLIFF]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Madam, have comfort: all of us have cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	To wail the dimming of our shining star;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But none can cure their harms by wailing them." & @CRLF & _
                "	Madam, my mother, I do cry you mercy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I did not see your grace: humbly on my knee" & @CRLF & _
                "	I crave your blessing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	God bless thee; and put meekness in thy mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Love, charity, obedience, and true duty!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Aside]  Amen; and make me die a good old man!" & @CRLF & _
                "	That is the butt-end of a mother's blessing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I marvel why her grace did leave it out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	You cloudy princes and heart-sorrowing peers," & @CRLF & _
                "	That bear this mutual heavy load of moan," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now cheer each other in each other's love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though we have spent our harvest of this king," & @CRLF & _
                "	We are to reap the harvest of his son." & @CRLF & _
                "	The broken rancour of your high-swoln hearts," & @CRLF & _
                "	But lately splinter'd, knit, and join'd together," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must gently be preserved, cherish'd, and kept:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Me seemeth good, that, with some little train," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forthwith from Ludlow the young prince be fetch'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hither to London, to be crown'd our king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	Why with some little train, my Lord of Buckingham?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Marry, my lord, lest, by a multitude," & @CRLF & _
                "	The new-heal'd wound of malice should break out," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which would be so much the more dangerous" & @CRLF & _
                "	By how much the estate is green and yet ungovern'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where every horse bears his commanding rein," & @CRLF & _
                "	And may direct his course as please himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	As well the fear of harm, as harm apparent," & @CRLF & _
                "	In my opinion, ought to be prevented." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I hope the king made peace with all of us" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the compact is firm and true in me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	And so in me; and so, I think, in all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, since it is but green, it should be put" & @CRLF & _
                "	To no apparent likelihood of breach," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which haply by much company might be urged:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore I say with noble Buckingham," & @CRLF & _
                "	That it is meet so few should fetch the prince." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	And so say I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Then be it so; and go we to determine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who they shall be that straight shall post to Ludlow." & @CRLF & _
                "	Madam, and you, my mother, will you go" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give your censures in this weighty business?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  With all our harts." & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but BUCKINGHAM and GLOUCESTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	My lord, whoever journeys to the Prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	For God's sake, let not us two be behind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, by the way, I'll sort occasion," & @CRLF & _
                "	As index to the story we late talk'd of," & @CRLF & _
                "	To part the queen's proud kindred from the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	My other self, my counsel's consistory," & @CRLF & _
                "	My oracle, my prophet! My dear cousin," & @CRLF & _
                "	I, like a child, will go by thy direction." & @CRLF & _
                "	Towards Ludlow then, for we'll not stay behind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	London. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two Citizens meeting]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Neighbour, well met: whither away so fast?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	I promise you, I scarcely know myself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear you the news abroad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Ay, that the king is dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	Bad news, by'r lady; seldom comes the better:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear, I fear 'twill prove a troublous world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter another Citizen]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	Neighbours, God speed!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Give you good morrow, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	Doth this news hold of good King Edward's death?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	Ay, sir, it is too true; God help the while!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	Then, masters, look to see a troublous world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	No, no; by God's good grace his son shall reign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	Woe to the land that's govern'd by a child!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	In him there is a hope of government," & @CRLF & _
                "	That in his nonage council under him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in his full and ripen'd years himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	No doubt, shall then and till then govern well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	So stood the state when Henry the Sixth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was crown'd in Paris but at nine months old." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	Stood the state so? No, no, good friends, God wot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For then this land was famously enrich'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With politic grave counsel; then the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had virtuous uncles to protect his grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Why, so hath this, both by the father and mother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	Better it were they all came by the father," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or by the father there were none at all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For emulation now, who shall be nearest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will touch us all too near, if God prevent not." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, full of danger is the Duke of Gloucester!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the queen's sons and brothers haught and proud:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And were they to be ruled, and not to rule," & @CRLF & _
                "	This sickly land might solace as before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Come, come, we fear the worst; all shall be well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	When clouds appear, wise men put on their cloaks;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When great leaves fall, the winter is at hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When the sun sets, who doth not look for night?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Untimely storms make men expect a dearth." & @CRLF & _
                "	All may be well; but, if God sort it so," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis more than we deserve, or I expect." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	Truly, the souls of men are full of dread:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ye cannot reason almost with a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	That looks not heavily and full of fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	Before the times of change, still is it so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By a divine instinct men's minds mistrust" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ensuing dangers; as by proof, we see" & @CRLF & _
                "	The waters swell before a boisterous storm." & @CRLF & _
                "	But leave it all to God. whither away?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Citizen	Marry, we were sent for to the justices." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Citizen	And so was I: I'll bear you company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	London. The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF YORK, young YORK, QUEEN" & @CRLF & _
                "	ELIZABETH, and the DUCHESS OF YORK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	Last night, I hear, they lay at Northampton;" & @CRLF & _
                "	At Stony-Stratford will they be to-night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow, or next day, they will be here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	I long with all my heart to see the prince:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hope he is much grown since last I saw him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	But I hear, no; they say my son of York" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath almost overta'en him in his growth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Ay, mother; but I would not have it so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Why, my young cousin, it is good to grow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Grandam, one night, as we did sit at supper," & @CRLF & _
                "	My uncle Rivers talk'd how I did grow" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than my brother: 'Ay,' quoth my uncle" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gloucester," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Small herbs have grace, great weeds do grow apace:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And since, methinks, I would not grow so fast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because sweet flowers are slow and weeds make haste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Good faith, good faith, the saying did not hold" & @CRLF & _
                "	In him that did object the same to thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He was the wretched'st thing when he was young," & @CRLF & _
                "	So long a-growing and so leisurely," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, if this rule were true, he should be gracious." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	Why, madam, so, no doubt, he is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	I hope he is; but yet let mothers doubt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Now, by my troth, if I had been remember'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	I could have given my uncle's grace a flout," & @CRLF & _
                "	To touch his growth nearer than he touch'd mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	How, my pretty York? I pray thee, let me hear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Marry, they say my uncle grew so fast" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he could gnaw a crust at two hours old" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twas full two years ere I could get a tooth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Grandam, this would have been a biting jest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	I pray thee, pretty York, who told thee this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Grandam, his nurse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	His nurse! why, she was dead ere thou wert born." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	If 'twere not she, I cannot tell who told me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	A parlous boy: go to, you are too shrewd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	Good madam, be not angry with the child." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Pitchers have ears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	Here comes a messenger. What news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Such news, my lord, as grieves me to unfold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	How fares the prince?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Well, madam, and in health." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	What is thy news then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Lord Rivers and Lord Grey are sent to Pomfret," & @CRLF & _
                "	With them Sir Thomas Vaughan, prisoners." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Who hath committed them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	The mighty dukes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gloucester and Buckingham." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	For what offence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	The sum of all I can, I have disclosed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why or for what these nobles were committed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is all unknown to me, my gracious lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Ay me, I see the downfall of our house!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The tiger now hath seized the gentle hind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Insulting tyranny begins to jet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the innocent and aweless throne:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Welcome, destruction, death, and massacre!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I see, as in a map, the end of all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Accursed and unquiet wrangling days," & @CRLF & _
                "	How many of you have mine eyes beheld!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My husband lost his life to get the crown;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And often up and down my sons were toss'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	For me to joy and weep their gain and loss:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And being seated, and domestic broils" & @CRLF & _
                "	Clean over-blown, themselves, the conquerors." & @CRLF & _
                "	Make war upon themselves; blood against blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Self against self: O, preposterous" & @CRLF & _
                "	And frantic outrage, end thy damned spleen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or let me die, to look on death no more!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Come, come, my boy; we will to sanctuary." & @CRLF & _
                "	Madam, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	                  I'll go along with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	You have no cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHBISHOP OF YORK	                  My gracious lady, go;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thither bear your treasure and your goods." & @CRLF & _
                "	For my part, I'll resign unto your grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	The seal I keep: and so betide to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	As well I tender you and all of yours!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, I'll conduct you to the sanctuary." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	London. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The trumpets sound. Enter the young PRINCE EDWARD," & @CRLF & _
                "	GLOUCESTER, BUCKINGHAM, CARDINAL, CATESBY, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Welcome, sweet prince, to London, to your chamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Welcome, dear cousin, my thoughts' sovereign" & @CRLF & _
                "	The weary way hath made you melancholy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	No, uncle; but our crosses on the way" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have made it tedious, wearisome, and heavy" & @CRLF & _
                "	I want more uncles here to welcome me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Sweet prince, the untainted virtue of your years" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath not yet dived into the world's deceit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor more can you distinguish of a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than of his outward show; which, God he knows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seldom or never jumpeth with the heart." & @CRLF & _
                "	Those uncles which you want were dangerous;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your grace attended to their sugar'd words," & @CRLF & _
                "	But look'd not on the poison of their hearts :" & @CRLF & _
                "	God keep you from them, and from such false friends!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	God keep me from false friends! but they were none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	My lord, the mayor of London comes to greet you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Lord Mayor and his train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Mayor	God bless your grace with health and happy days!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	I thank you, good my lord; and thank you all." & @CRLF & _
                "	I thought my mother, and my brother York," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would long ere this have met us on the way" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fie, what a slug is Hastings, that he comes not" & @CRLF & _
                "	To tell us whether they will come or no!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HASTINGS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	And, in good time, here comes the sweating lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	Welcome, my lord: what, will our mother come?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	On what occasion, God he knows, not I," & @CRLF & _
                "	The queen your mother, and your brother York," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have taken sanctuary: the tender prince" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would fain have come with me to meet your grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	But by his mother was perforce withheld." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Fie, what an indirect and peevish course" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is this of hers! Lord cardinal, will your grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Persuade the queen to send the Duke of York" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto his princely brother presently?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If she deny, Lord Hastings, go with him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And from her jealous arms pluck him perforce." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	My Lord of Buckingham, if my weak oratory" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can from his mother win the Duke of York," & @CRLF & _
                "	Anon expect him here; but if she be obdurate" & @CRLF & _
                "	To mild entreaties, God in heaven forbid" & @CRLF & _
                "	We should infringe the holy privilege" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of blessed sanctuary! not for all this land" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would I be guilty of so deep a sin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	You are too senseless--obstinate, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Too ceremonious and traditional" & @CRLF & _
                "	Weigh it but with the grossness of this age," & @CRLF & _
                "	You break not sanctuary in seizing him." & @CRLF & _
                "	The benefit thereof is always granted" & @CRLF & _
                "	To those whose dealings have deserved the place," & @CRLF & _
                "	And those who have the wit to claim the place:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This prince hath neither claim'd it nor deserved it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore, in mine opinion, cannot have it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, taking him from thence that is not there," & @CRLF & _
                "	You break no privilege nor charter there." & @CRLF & _
                "	Oft have I heard of sanctuary men;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But sanctuary children ne'er till now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CARDINAL	My lord, you shall o'er-rule my mind for once." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come on, Lord Hastings, will you go with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	I go, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	Good lords, make all the speedy haste you may." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt CARDINAL and HASTINGS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say, uncle Gloucester, if our brother come," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where shall we sojourn till our coronation?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Where it seems best unto your royal self." & @CRLF & _
                "	If I may counsel you, some day or two" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your highness shall repose you at the Tower:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then where you please, and shall be thought most fit" & @CRLF & _
                "	For your best health and recreation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	I do not like the Tower, of any place." & @CRLF & _
                "	Did Julius Caesar build that place, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	He did, my gracious lord, begin that place;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, since, succeeding ages have re-edified." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	Is it upon record, or else reported" & @CRLF & _
                "	Successively from age to age, he built it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Upon record, my gracious lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	But say, my lord, it were not register'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks the truth should live from age to age," & @CRLF & _
                "	As 'twere retail'd to all posterity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to the general all-ending day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Aside]  So wise so young, they say, do never" & @CRLF & _
                "	live long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	What say you, uncle?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I say, without characters, fame lives long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus, like the formal vice, Iniquity," & @CRLF & _
                "	I moralize two meanings in one word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	That Julius Caesar was a famous man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With what his valour did enrich his wit," & @CRLF & _
                "	His wit set down to make his valour live" & @CRLF & _
                "	Death makes no conquest of this conqueror;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For now he lives in fame, though not in life." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll tell you what, my cousin Buckingham,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	What, my gracious lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	An if I live until I be a man," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll win our ancient right in France again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or die a soldier, as I lived a king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	[Aside]  Short summers lightly have a forward spring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter young YORK, HASTINGS, and the CARDINAL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Now, in good time, here comes the Duke of York." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	Richard of York! how fares our loving brother?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Well, my dread lord; so must I call you now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	Ay, brother, to our grief, as it is yours:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too late he died that might have kept that title," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which by his death hath lost much majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	How fares our cousin, noble Lord of York?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	I thank you, gentle uncle. O, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	You said that idle weeds are fast in growth" & @CRLF & _
                "	The prince my brother hath outgrown me far." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	He hath, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	                  And therefore is he idle?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	O, my fair cousin, I must not say so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Then is he more beholding to you than I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	He may command me as my sovereign;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But you have power in me as in a kinsman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	I pray you, uncle, give me this dagger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	My dagger, little cousin? with all my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	A beggar, brother?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Of my kind uncle, that I know will give;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And being but a toy, which is no grief to give." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	A greater gift than that I'll give my cousin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	A greater gift! O, that's the sword to it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	A gentle cousin, were it light enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	O, then, I see, you will part but with light gifts;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In weightier things you'll say a beggar nay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	It is too heavy for your grace to wear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	I weigh it lightly, were it heavier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	What, would you have my weapon, little lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	I would, that I might thank you as you call me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	How?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Little." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	My Lord of York will still be cross in talk:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Uncle, your grace knows how to bear with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	You mean, to bear me, not to bear with me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Uncle, my brother mocks both you and me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Because that I am little, like an ape," & @CRLF & _
                "	He thinks that you should bear me on your shoulders." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	With what a sharp-provided wit he reasons!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To mitigate the scorn he gives his uncle," & @CRLF & _
                "	He prettily and aptly taunts himself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So cunning and so young is wonderful." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	My lord, will't please you pass along?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself and my good cousin Buckingham" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will to your mother, to entreat of her" & @CRLF & _
                "	To meet you at the Tower and welcome you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	What, will you go unto the Tower, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	My lord protector needs will have it so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	I shall not sleep in quiet at the Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Why, what should you fear?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YORK	Marry, my uncle Clarence' angry ghost:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My grandam told me he was murdered there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	I fear no uncles dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Nor none that live, I hope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE EDWARD	An if they live, I hope I need not fear." & @CRLF & _
                "	But come, my lord; and with a heavy heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thinking on them, go I unto the Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A Sennet. Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER, BUCKINGHAM" & @CRLF & _
                "	and CATESBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Think you, my lord, this little prating York" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was not incensed by his subtle mother" & @CRLF & _
                "	To taunt and scorn you thus opprobriously?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	No doubt, no doubt; O, 'tis a parlous boy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bold, quick, ingenious, forward, capable" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is all the mother's, from the top to toe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Well, let them rest. Come hither, Catesby." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art sworn as deeply to effect what we intend" & @CRLF & _
                "	As closely to conceal what we impart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou know'st our reasons urged upon the way;" & @CRLF & _
                "	What think'st thou? is it not an easy matter" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make William Lord Hastings of our mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	For the instalment of this noble duke" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the seat royal of this famous isle?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	He for his father's sake so loves the prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he will not be won to aught against him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	What think'st thou, then, of Stanley? what will he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	He will do all in all as Hastings doth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Well, then, no more but this: go, gentle Catesby," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as it were far off sound thou Lord Hastings," & @CRLF & _
                "	How doth he stand affected to our purpose;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And summon him to-morrow to the Tower," & @CRLF & _
                "	To sit about the coronation." & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou dost find him tractable to us," & @CRLF & _
                "	Encourage him, and show him all our reasons:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If he be leaden, icy-cold, unwilling," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be thou so too; and so break off your talk," & @CRLF & _
                "	And give us notice of his inclination:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For we to-morrow hold divided councils," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein thyself shalt highly be employ'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Commend me to Lord William: tell him, Catesby," & @CRLF & _
                "	His ancient knot of dangerous adversaries" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow are let blood at Pomfret-castle;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid my friend, for joy of this good news," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give mistress Shore one gentle kiss the more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Good Catesby, go, effect this business soundly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	My good lords both, with all the heed I may." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Shall we hear from you, Catesby, ere we sleep?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	You shall, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	At Crosby Place, there shall you find us both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit CATESBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Now, my lord, what shall we do, if we perceive" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord Hastings will not yield to our complots?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Chop off his head, man; somewhat we will do:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, look, when I am king, claim thou of me" & @CRLF & _
                "	The earldom of Hereford, and the moveables" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereof the king my brother stood possess'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	I'll claim that promise at your grace's hands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	And look to have it yielded with all willingness." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, let us sup betimes, that afterwards" & @CRLF & _
                "	We may digest our complots in some form." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Before Lord Hastings' house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	What, ho! my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	[Within]  Who knocks at the door?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	A messenger from the Lord Stanley." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HASTINGS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	What is't o'clock?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Upon the stroke of four." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	Cannot thy master sleep these tedious nights?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	So it should seem by that I have to say." & @CRLF & _
                "	First, he commends him to your noble lordship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	And then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	And then he sends you word" & @CRLF & _
                "	He dreamt to-night the boar had razed his helm:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, he says there are two councils held;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that may be determined at the one" & @CRLF & _
                "	which may make you and him to rue at the other." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore he sends to know your lordship's pleasure," & @CRLF & _
                "	If presently you will take horse with him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with all speed post with him toward the north," & @CRLF & _
                "	To shun the danger that his soul divines." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	Go, fellow, go, return unto thy lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid him not fear the separated councils" & @CRLF & _
                "	His honour and myself are at the one," & @CRLF & _
                "	And at the other is my servant Catesby" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where nothing can proceed that toucheth us" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereof I shall not have intelligence." & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell him his fears are shallow, wanting instance:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for his dreams, I wonder he is so fond" & @CRLF & _
                "	To trust the mockery of unquiet slumbers" & @CRLF & _
                "	To fly the boar before the boar pursues," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were to incense the boar to follow us" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make pursuit where he did mean no chase." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, bid thy master rise and come to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	And we will both together to the Tower," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where, he shall see, the boar will use us kindly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	My gracious lord, I'll tell him what you say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CATESBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	Many good morrows to my noble lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	Good morrow, Catesby; you are early stirring" & @CRLF & _
                "	What news, what news, in this our tottering state?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	It is a reeling world, indeed, my lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I believe twill never stand upright" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tim Richard wear the garland of the realm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	How! wear the garland! dost thou mean the crown?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	Ay, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	I'll have this crown of mine cut from my shoulders" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere I will see the crown so foul misplaced." & @CRLF & _
                "	But canst thou guess that he doth aim at it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	Ay, on my life; and hopes to find forward" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon his party for the gain thereof:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thereupon he sends you this good news," & @CRLF & _
                "	That this same very day your enemies," & @CRLF & _
                "	The kindred of the queen, must die at Pomfret." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	Indeed, I am no mourner for that news," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because they have been still mine enemies:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, that I'll give my voice on Richard's side," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bar my master's heirs in true descent," & @CRLF & _
                "	God knows I will not do it, to the death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	God keep your lordship in that gracious mind!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	But I shall laugh at this a twelve-month hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	That they who brought me in my master's hate" & @CRLF & _
                "	I live to look upon their tragedy." & @CRLF & _
                "	I tell thee, Catesby--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	What, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	Ere a fortnight make me elder," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll send some packing that yet think not on it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	'Tis a vile thing to die, my gracious lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	When men are unprepared and look not for it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	O monstrous, monstrous! and so falls it out" & @CRLF & _
                "	With Rivers, Vaughan, Grey: and so 'twill do" & @CRLF & _
                "	With some men else, who think themselves as safe" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou and I; who, as thou know'st, are dear" & @CRLF & _
                "	To princely Richard and to Buckingham." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	The princes both make high account of you;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	For they account his head upon the bridge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	I know they do; and I have well deserved it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter STANLEY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come on, come on; where is your boar-spear, man?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fear you the boar, and go so unprovided?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STANLEY	My lord, good morrow; good morrow, Catesby:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You may jest on, but, by the holy rood," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do not like these several councils, I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	My lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	I hold my life as dear as you do yours;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And never in my life, I do protest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was it more precious to me than 'tis now:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think you, but that I know our state secure," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would be so triumphant as I am?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STANLEY	The lords at Pomfret, when they rode from London," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were jocund, and supposed their state was sure," & @CRLF & _
                "	And they indeed had no cause to mistrust;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet, you see how soon the day o'ercast." & @CRLF & _
                "	This sudden stag of rancour I misdoubt:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray God, I say, I prove a needless coward!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, shall we toward the Tower? the day is spent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	Come, come, have with you. Wot you what, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-day the lords you talk of are beheaded." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD STANLEY	They, for their truth, might better wear their heads" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than some that have accused them wear their hats." & @CRLF & _
                "	But come, my lord, let us away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Pursuivant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	Go on before; I'll talk with this good fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt STANLEY and CATESBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, sirrah! how goes the world with thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pursuivant	The better that your lordship please to ask." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	I tell thee, man, 'tis better with me now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than when I met thee last where now we meet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then was I going prisoner to the Tower," & @CRLF & _
                "	By the suggestion of the queen's allies;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But now, I tell thee--keep it to thyself--" & @CRLF & _
                "	This day those enemies are put to death," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I in better state than e'er I was." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pursuivant	God hold it, to your honour's good content!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	Gramercy, fellow: there, drink that for me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Throws him his purse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pursuivant	God save your lordship!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Priest]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Priest	Well met, my lord; I am glad to see your honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	I thank thee, good Sir John, with all my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am in your debt for your last exercise;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come the next Sabbath, and I will content you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He whispers in his ear]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BUCKINGHAM]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	What, talking with a priest, lord chamberlain?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your friends at Pomfret, they do need the priest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your honour hath no shriving work in hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	Good faith, and when I met this holy man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Those men you talk of came into my mind." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, go you toward the Tower?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	I do, my lord; but long I shall not stay" & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall return before your lordship thence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	'Tis like enough, for I stay dinner there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	[Aside]  And supper too, although thou know'st it not." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, will you go?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	I'll wait upon your lordship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Pomfret Castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter RATCLIFF, with halberds, carrying RIVERS," & @CRLF & _
                "	GREY, and VAUGHAN to death]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RATCLIFF	Come, bring forth the prisoners." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	Sir Richard Ratcliff, let me tell thee this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-day shalt thou behold a subject die" & @CRLF & _
                "	For truth, for duty, and for loyalty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREY	God keep the prince from all the pack of you!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A knot you are of damned blood-suckers!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VAUGHAN	You live that shall cry woe for this after." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RATCLIFF	Dispatch; the limit of your lives is out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	O Pomfret, Pomfret! O thou bloody prison," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fatal and ominous to noble peers!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within the guilty closure of thy walls" & @CRLF & _
                "	Richard the second here was hack'd to death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for more slander to thy dismal seat," & @CRLF & _
                "	We give thee up our guiltless blood to drink." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREY	Now Margaret's curse is fall'n upon our heads," & @CRLF & _
                "	For standing by when Richard stabb'd her son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	Then cursed she Hastings, then cursed she Buckingham," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then cursed she Richard. O, remember, God" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear her prayers for them, as now for us" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for my sister and her princely sons," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be satisfied, dear God, with our true blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, as thou know'st, unjustly must be spilt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RATCLIFF	Make haste; the hour of death is expiate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RIVERS	Come, Grey, come, Vaughan, let us all embrace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And take our leave, until we meet in heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	The Tower of London." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BUCKINGHAM, DERBY, HASTINGS, the BISHOP OF" & @CRLF & _
                "	ELY, RATCLIFF, LOVEL, with others, and take their" & @CRLF & _
                "	seats at a table]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	My lords, at once: the cause why we are met" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is, to determine of the coronation." & @CRLF & _
                "	In God's name, speak: when is the royal day?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Are all things fitting for that royal time?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DERBY	It is, and wants but nomination." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP OF ELY	To-morrow, then, I judge a happy day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Who knows the lord protector's mind herein?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who is most inward with the royal duke?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP OF ELY	Your grace, we think, should soonest know his mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Who, I, my lord I we know each other's faces," & @CRLF & _
                "	But for our hearts, he knows no more of mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than I of yours;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor I no more of his, than you of mine." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord Hastings, you and he are near in love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	I thank his grace, I know he loves me well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, for his purpose in the coronation." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have not sounded him, nor he deliver'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	His gracious pleasure any way therein:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But you, my noble lords, may name the time;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the duke's behalf I'll give my voice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, I presume, he'll take in gentle part." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP OF ELY	Now in good time, here comes the duke himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	My noble lords and cousins all, good morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have been long a sleeper; but, I hope," & @CRLF & _
                "	My absence doth neglect no great designs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which by my presence might have been concluded." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Had not you come upon your cue, my lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	William Lord Hastings had pronounced your part,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean, your voice,--for crowning of the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Than my Lord Hastings no man might be bolder;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His lordship knows me well, and loves me well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	I thank your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	My lord of Ely!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP OF ELY	My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	When I was last in Holborn," & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw good strawberries in your garden there" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do beseech you send for some of them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP OF ELY	Marry, and will, my lord, with all my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Cousin of Buckingham, a word with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drawing him aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Catesby hath sounded Hastings in our business," & @CRLF & _
                "	And finds the testy gentleman so hot," & @CRLF & _
                "	As he will lose his head ere give consent" & @CRLF & _
                "	His master's son, as worshipful as he terms it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall lose the royalty of England's throne." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Withdraw you hence, my lord, I'll follow you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit GLOUCESTER, BUCKINGHAM following]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DERBY	We have not yet set down this day of triumph." & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow, in mine opinion, is too sudden;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I myself am not so well provided" & @CRLF & _
                "	As else I would be, were the day prolong'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BISHOP OF ELY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BISHOP OF ELY	Where is my lord protector? I have sent for these" & @CRLF & _
                "	strawberries." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	His grace looks cheerfully and smooth to-day;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's some conceit or other likes him well," & @CRLF & _
                "	When he doth bid good morrow with such a spirit." & @CRLF & _
                "	I think there's never a man in Christendom" & @CRLF & _
                "	That can less hide his love or hate than he;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For by his face straight shall you know his heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DERBY	What of his heart perceive you in his face" & @CRLF & _
                "	By any likelihood he show'd to-day?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	Marry, that with no man here he is offended;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, were he, he had shown it in his looks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DERBY	I pray God he be not, I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter GLOUCESTER and BUCKINGHAM]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I pray you all, tell me what they deserve" & @CRLF & _
                "	That do conspire my death with devilish plots" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of damned witchcraft, and that have prevail'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my body with their hellish charms?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	The tender love I bear your grace, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes me most forward in this noble presence" & @CRLF & _
                "	To doom the offenders, whatsoever they be" & @CRLF & _
                "	I say, my lord, they have deserved death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Then be your eyes the witness of this ill:" & @CRLF & _
                "	See how I am bewitch'd; behold mine arm" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is, like a blasted sapling, wither'd up:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this is Edward's wife, that monstrous witch," & @CRLF & _
                "	Consorted with that harlot strumpet Shore," & @CRLF & _
                "	That by their witchcraft thus have marked me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	If they have done this thing, my gracious lord--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	If I thou protector of this damned strumpet--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tellest thou me of 'ifs'?  Thou art a traitor:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Off with his head! Now, by Saint Paul I swear," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not dine until I see the same." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lovel and Ratcliff, look that it be done:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rest, that love me, rise and follow me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but HASTINGS, RATCLIFF, and LOVEL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	Woe, woe for England! not a whit for me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I, too fond, might have prevented this." & @CRLF & _
                "	Stanley did dream the boar did raze his helm;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I disdain'd it, and did scorn to fly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Three times to-day my foot-cloth horse did stumble," & @CRLF & _
                "	And startled, when he look'd upon the Tower," & @CRLF & _
                "	As loath to bear me to the slaughter-house." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, now I want the priest that spake to me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I now repent I told the pursuivant" & @CRLF & _
                "	As 'twere triumphing at mine enemies," & @CRLF & _
                "	How they at Pomfret bloodily were butcher'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I myself secure in grace and favour." & @CRLF & _
                "	O Margaret, Margaret, now thy heavy curse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is lighted on poor Hastings' wretched head!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RATCLIFF	Dispatch, my lord; the duke would be at dinner:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make a short shrift; he longs to see your head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	O momentary grace of mortal men," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which we more hunt for than the grace of God!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who builds his hopes in air of your good looks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lives like a drunken sailor on a mast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ready, with every nod, to tumble down" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the fatal bowels of the deep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LOVEL	Come, come, dispatch; 'tis bootless to exclaim." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HASTINGS	O bloody Richard! miserable England!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I prophesy the fearful'st time to thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever wretched age hath look'd upon." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, lead me to the block; bear him my head." & @CRLF & _
                "	They smile at me that shortly shall be dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	The Tower-walls." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER and BUCKINGHAM, in rotten armour," & @CRLF & _
                "	marvellous ill-favoured]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Come, cousin, canst thou quake, and change thy colour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Murder thy breath in the middle of a word," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then begin again, and stop again," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if thou wert distraught and mad with terror?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Tut, I can counterfeit the deep tragedian;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak and look back, and pry on every side," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tremble and start at wagging of a straw," & @CRLF & _
                "	Intending deep suspicion: ghastly looks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are at my service, like enforced smiles;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And both are ready in their offices," & @CRLF & _
                "	At any time, to grace my stratagems." & @CRLF & _
                "	But what, is Catesby gone?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	He is; and, see, he brings the mayor along." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Lord Mayor and CATESBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Lord mayor,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Look to the drawbridge there!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Hark! a drum." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Catesby, o'erlook the walls." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Lord mayor, the reason we have sent--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Look back, defend thee, here are enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	God and our innocency defend and guard us!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Be patient, they are friends, Ratcliff and Lovel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LOVEL and RATCLIFF, with HASTINGS' head]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LOVEL	Here is the head of that ignoble traitor," & @CRLF & _
                "	The dangerous and unsuspected Hastings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	So dear I loved the man, that I must weep." & @CRLF & _
                "	I took him for the plainest harmless creature" & @CRLF & _
                "	That breathed upon this earth a Christian;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made him my book wherein my soul recorded" & @CRLF & _
                "	The history of all her secret thoughts:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So smooth he daub'd his vice with show of virtue," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, his apparent open guilt omitted," & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean, his conversation with Shore's wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	He lived from all attainder of suspect." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Well, well, he was the covert'st shelter'd traitor" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever lived." & @CRLF & _
                "	Would you imagine, or almost believe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were't not that, by great preservation," & @CRLF & _
                "	We live to tell it you, the subtle traitor" & @CRLF & _
                "	This day had plotted, in the council-house" & @CRLF & _
                "	To murder me and my good Lord of Gloucester?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Mayor	What, had he so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	What, think You we are Turks or infidels?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or that we would, against the form of law," & @CRLF & _
                "	Proceed thus rashly to the villain's death," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that the extreme peril of the case," & @CRLF & _
                "	The peace of England and our persons' safety," & @CRLF & _
                "	Enforced us to this execution?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Mayor	Now, fair befall you! he deserved his death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you my good lords, both have well proceeded," & @CRLF & _
                "	To warn false traitors from the like attempts." & @CRLF & _
                "	I never look'd for better at his hands," & @CRLF & _
                "	After he once fell in with Mistress Shore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Yet had not we determined he should die," & @CRLF & _
                "	Until your lordship came to see his death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which now the loving haste of these our friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Somewhat against our meaning, have prevented:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Because, my lord, we would have had you heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	The traitor speak, and timorously confess" & @CRLF & _
                "	The manner and the purpose of his treason;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you might well have signified the same" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the citizens, who haply may" & @CRLF & _
                "	Misconstrue us in him and wail his death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Mayor	But, my good lord, your grace's word shall serve," & @CRLF & _
                "	As well as I had seen and heard him speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	And doubt you not, right noble princes both," & @CRLF & _
                "	But I'll acquaint our duteous citizens" & @CRLF & _
                "	With all your just proceedings in this cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	And to that end we wish'd your lord-ship here," & @CRLF & _
                "	To avoid the carping censures of the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	But since you come too late of our intents," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet witness what you hear we did intend:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so, my good lord mayor, we bid farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Lord Mayor]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Go, after, after, cousin Buckingham." & @CRLF & _
                "	The mayor towards Guildhall hies him in all post:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There, at your meet'st advantage of the time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Infer the bastardy of Edward's children:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell them how Edward put to death a citizen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Only for saying he would make his son" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heir to the crown; meaning indeed his house," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, by the sign thereof was termed so." & @CRLF & _
                "	Moreover, urge his hateful luxury" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bestial appetite in change of lust;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which stretched to their servants, daughters, wives," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even where his lustful eye or savage heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without control, listed to make his prey." & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, for a need, thus far come near my person:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell them, when that my mother went with child" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of that unsatiate Edward, noble York" & @CRLF & _
                "	My princely father then had wars in France" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, by just computation of the time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Found that the issue was not his begot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which well appeared in his lineaments," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being nothing like the noble duke my father:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But touch this sparingly, as 'twere far off," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because you know, my lord, my mother lives." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Fear not, my lord, I'll play the orator" & @CRLF & _
                "	As if the golden fee for which I plead" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were for myself: and so, my lord, adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	If you thrive well, bring them to Baynard's Castle;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where you shall find me well accompanied" & @CRLF & _
                "	With reverend fathers and well-learned bishops." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	I go: and towards three or four o'clock" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look for the news that the Guildhall affords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BUCKINGHAM]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Go, Lovel, with all speed to Doctor Shaw;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To CATESBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go thou to Friar Penker; bid them both" & @CRLF & _
                "	Meet me within this hour at Baynard's Castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now will I in, to take some privy order," & @CRLF & _
                "	To draw the brats of Clarence out of sight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to give notice, that no manner of person" & @CRLF & _
                "	At any time have recourse unto the princes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Scrivener, with a paper in his hand]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Scrivener	This is the indictment of the good Lord Hastings;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which in a set hand fairly is engross'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	That it may be this day read over in Paul's." & @CRLF & _
                "	And mark how well the sequel hangs together:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Eleven hours I spent to write it over," & @CRLF & _
                "	For yesternight by Catesby was it brought me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The precedent was full as long a-doing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet within these five hours lived Lord Hastings," & @CRLF & _
                "	Untainted, unexamined, free, at liberty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here's a good world the while! Why who's so gross," & @CRLF & _
                "	That seeth not this palpable device?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet who's so blind, but says he sees it not?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bad is the world; and all will come to nought," & @CRLF & _
                "	When such bad dealings must be seen in thought." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VII	Baynard's Castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER and BUCKINGHAM, at several doors]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	How now, my lord, what say the citizens?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Now, by the holy mother of our Lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	The citizens are mum and speak not a word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Touch'd you the bastardy of Edward's children?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	I did; with his contract with Lady Lucy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And his contract by deputy in France;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The insatiate greediness of his desires," & @CRLF & _
                "	And his enforcement of the city wives;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His tyranny for trifles; his own bastardy," & @CRLF & _
                "	As being got, your father then in France," & @CRLF & _
                "	His resemblance, being not like the duke;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Withal I did infer your lineaments," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being the right idea of your father," & @CRLF & _
                "	Both in your form and nobleness of mind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Laid open all your victories in Scotland," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your dicipline in war, wisdom in peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your bounty, virtue, fair humility:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Indeed, left nothing fitting for the purpose" & @CRLF & _
                "	Untouch'd, or slightly handled, in discourse" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when mine oratory grew to an end" & @CRLF & _
                "	I bid them that did love their country's good" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cry 'God save Richard, England's royal king!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Ah! and did they so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	No, so God help me, they spake not a word;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, like dumb statues or breathing stones," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gazed each on other, and look'd deadly pale." & @CRLF & _
                "	Which when I saw, I reprehended them;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ask'd the mayor what meant this wilful silence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His answer was, the people were not wont" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be spoke to but by the recorder." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then he was urged to tell my tale again," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Thus saith the duke, thus hath the duke inferr'd;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	But nothing spake in warrant from himself." & @CRLF & _
                "	When he had done, some followers of mine own," & @CRLF & _
                "	At the lower end of the hall, hurl'd up their caps," & @CRLF & _
                "	And some ten voices cried 'God save King Richard!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thus I took the vantage of those few," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Thanks, gentle citizens and friends,' quoth I;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'This general applause and loving shout" & @CRLF & _
                "	Argues your wisdoms and your love to Richard:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And even here brake off, and came away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	What tongueless blocks were they! would not they speak?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	No, by my troth, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Will not the mayor then and his brethren come?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	The mayor is here at hand: intend some fear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not you spoke with, but by mighty suit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And look you get a prayer-book in your hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	And stand betwixt two churchmen, good my lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For on that ground I'll build a holy descant:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And be not easily won to our request:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Play the maid's part, still answer nay, and take it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I go; and if you plead as well for them" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I can say nay to thee for myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	No doubt well bring it to a happy issue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Go, go, up to the leads; the lord mayor knocks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit GLOUCESTER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Lord Mayor and Citizens]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Welcome my lord; I dance attendance here;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I think the duke will not be spoke withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CATESBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes his servant: how now, Catesby," & @CRLF & _
                "	What says he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	             My lord: he doth entreat your grace;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To visit him to-morrow or next day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is within, with two right reverend fathers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Divinely bent to meditation;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And no worldly suit would he be moved," & @CRLF & _
                "	To draw him from his holy exercise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Return, good Catesby, to thy lord again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell him, myself, the mayor and citizens," & @CRLF & _
                "	In deep designs and matters of great moment," & @CRLF & _
                "	No less importing than our general good," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are come to have some conference with his grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	I'll tell him what you say, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Ah, ha, my lord, this prince is not an Edward!" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is not lolling on a lewd day-bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	But on his knees at meditation;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not dallying with a brace of courtezans," & @CRLF & _
                "	But meditating with two deep divines;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not sleeping, to engross his idle body," & @CRLF & _
                "	But praying, to enrich his watchful soul:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Happy were England, would this gracious prince" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take on himself the sovereignty thereof:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, sure, I fear, we shall ne'er win him to it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Mayor	Marry, God forbid his grace should say us nay!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	I fear he will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter CATESBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, Catesby, what says your lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	My lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	He wonders to what end you have assembled" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such troops of citizens to speak with him," & @CRLF & _
                "	His grace not being warn'd thereof before:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord, he fears you mean no good to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Sorry I am my noble cousin should" & @CRLF & _
                "	Suspect me, that I mean no good to him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By heaven, I come in perfect love to him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so once more return and tell his grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit CATESBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	When holy and devout religious men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are at their beads, 'tis hard to draw them thence," & @CRLF & _
                "	So sweet is zealous contemplation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GLOUCESTER aloft, between two Bishops." & @CRLF & _
                "	CATESBY returns]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Mayor	See, where he stands between two clergymen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Two props of virtue for a Christian prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	To stay him from the fall of vanity:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, see, a book of prayer in his hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	True ornaments to know a holy man." & @CRLF & _
                "	Famous Plantagenet, most gracious prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lend favourable ears to our request;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pardon us the interruption" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thy devotion and right Christian zeal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	My lord, there needs no such apology:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I rather do beseech you pardon me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, earnest in the service of my God," & @CRLF & _
                "	Neglect the visitation of my friends." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, leaving this, what is your grace's pleasure?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Even that, I hope, which pleaseth God above," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all good men of this ungovern'd isle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I do suspect I have done some offence" & @CRLF & _
                "	That seems disgracious in the city's eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that you come to reprehend my ignorance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	You have, my lord: would it might please your grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	At our entreaties, to amend that fault!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Else wherefore breathe I in a Christian land?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Then know, it is your fault that you resign" & @CRLF & _
                "	The supreme seat, the throne majestical," & @CRLF & _
                "	The scepter'd office of your ancestors," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your state of fortune and your due of birth," & @CRLF & _
                "	The lineal glory of your royal house," & @CRLF & _
                "	To the corruption of a blemished stock:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst, in the mildness of your sleepy thoughts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which here we waken to our country's good," & @CRLF & _
                "	This noble isle doth want her proper limbs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her face defaced with scars of infamy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her royal stock graft with ignoble plants," & @CRLF & _
                "	And almost shoulder'd in the swallowing gulf" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of blind forgetfulness and dark oblivion." & @CRLF & _
                "	Which to recure, we heartily solicit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your gracious self to take on you the charge" & @CRLF & _
                "	And kingly government of this your land," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not as protector, steward, substitute," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or lowly factor for another's gain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But as successively from blood to blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your right of birth, your empery, your own." & @CRLF & _
                "	For this, consorted with the citizens," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your very worshipful and loving friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by their vehement instigation," & @CRLF & _
                "	In this just suit come I to move your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	I know not whether to depart in silence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or bitterly to speak in your reproof." & @CRLF & _
                "	Best fitteth my degree or your condition" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not to answer, you might haply think" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tongue-tied ambition, not replying, yielded" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bear the golden yoke of sovereignty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which fondly you would here impose on me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If to reprove you for this suit of yours," & @CRLF & _
                "	So season'd with your faithful love to me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, on the other side, I cheque'd my friends." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, to speak, and to avoid the first," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then, in speaking, not to incur the last," & @CRLF & _
                "	Definitively thus I answer you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your love deserves my thanks; but my desert" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unmeritable shuns your high request." & @CRLF & _
                "	First if all obstacles were cut away," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that my path were even to the crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	As my ripe revenue and due by birth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet so much is my poverty of spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	So mighty and so many my defects," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I had rather hide me from my greatness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being a bark to brook no mighty sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than in my greatness covet to be hid," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the vapour of my glory smother'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, God be thank'd, there's no need of me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And much I need to help you, if need were;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The royal tree hath left us royal fruit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, mellow'd by the stealing hours of time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will well become the seat of majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make, no doubt, us happy by his reign." & @CRLF & _
                "	On him I lay what you would lay on me," & @CRLF & _
                "	The right and fortune of his happy stars;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which God defend that I should wring from him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	My lord, this argues conscience in your grace;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But the respects thereof are nice and trivial," & @CRLF & _
                "	All circumstances well considered." & @CRLF & _
                "	You say that Edward is your brother's son:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So say we too, but not by Edward's wife;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For first he was contract to Lady Lucy--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your mother lives a witness to that vow--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And afterward by substitute betroth'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Bona, sister to the King of France." & @CRLF & _
                "	These both put by a poor petitioner," & @CRLF & _
                "	A care-crazed mother of a many children," & @CRLF & _
                "	A beauty-waning and distressed widow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in the afternoon of her best days," & @CRLF & _
                "	Made prize and purchase of his lustful eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seduced the pitch and height of all his thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	To base declension and loathed bigamy" & @CRLF & _
                "	By her, in his unlawful bed, he got" & @CRLF & _
                "	This Edward, whom our manners term the prince." & @CRLF & _
                "	More bitterly could I expostulate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Save that, for reverence to some alive," & @CRLF & _
                "	I give a sparing limit to my tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, good my lord, take to your royal self" & @CRLF & _
                "	This proffer'd benefit of dignity;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If non to bless us and the land withal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet to draw forth your noble ancestry" & @CRLF & _
                "	From the corruption of abusing times," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto a lineal true-derived course." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Mayor	Do, good my lord, your citizens entreat you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Refuse not, mighty lord, this proffer'd love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	O, make them joyful, grant their lawful suit!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Alas, why would you heap these cares on me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am unfit for state and majesty;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do beseech you, take it not amiss;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot nor I will not yield to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	If you refuse it,--as, in love and zeal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Loath to depose the child, Your brother's son;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As well we know your tenderness of heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	And gentle, kind, effeminate remorse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which we have noted in you to your kin," & @CRLF & _
                "	And egally indeed to all estates,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet whether you accept our suit or no," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your brother's son shall never reign our king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But we will plant some other in the throne," & @CRLF & _
                "	To the disgrace and downfall of your house:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in this resolution here we leave you.--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, citizens: 'zounds! I'll entreat no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	O, do not swear, my lord of Buckingham." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BUCKINGHAM with the Citizens]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	Call them again, my lord, and accept their suit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANOTHER	Do, good my lord, lest all the land do rue it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Would you enforce me to a world of care?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, call them again. I am not made of stone," & @CRLF & _
                "	But penetrable to your. kind entreats," & @CRLF & _
                "	Albeit against my conscience and my soul." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BUCKINGHAM and the rest]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cousin of Buckingham, and you sage, grave men," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since you will buckle fortune on my back," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bear her burthen, whether I will or no," & @CRLF & _
                "	I must have patience to endure the load:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if black scandal or foul-faced reproach" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attend the sequel of your imposition," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your mere enforcement shall acquittance me" & @CRLF & _
                "	From all the impure blots and stains thereof;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For God he knows, and you may partly see," & @CRLF & _
                "	How far I am from the desire thereof." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Mayor	God bless your grace! we see it, and will say it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	In saying so, you shall but say the truth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Then I salute you with this kingly title:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Long live Richard, England's royal king!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord Mayor	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  Amen." & @CRLF & _
                "Citizens	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	To-morrow will it please you to be crown'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Even when you please, since you will have it so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	To-morrow, then, we will attend your grace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so most joyfully we take our leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GLOUCESTER	Come, let us to our holy task again." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, good cousin; farewell, gentle friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Before the Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, on one side, QUEEN ELIZABETH, DUCHESS OF" & @CRLF & _
                "	YORK, and DORSET; on the other, ANNE, Duchess of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gloucester, leading Lady Margaret Plantagenet," & @CRLF & _
                "	CLARENCE's young Daughter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Who meets us here?  my niece Plantagenet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Led in the hand of her kind aunt of Gloucester?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, for my life, she's wandering to the Tower," & @CRLF & _
                "	On pure heart's love to greet the tender princes." & @CRLF & _
                "	Daughter, well met." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	God give your graces both" & @CRLF & _
                "	A happy and a joyful time of day!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	As much to you, good sister! Whither away?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	No farther than the Tower; and, as I guess," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the like devotion as yourselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	To gratulate the gentle princes there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Kind sister, thanks: we'll enter all together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BRAKENBURY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in good time, here the lieutenant comes." & @CRLF & _
                "	Master lieutenant, pray you, by your leave," & @CRLF & _
                "	How doth the prince, and my young son of York?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRAKENBURY	Right well, dear madam. By your patience," & @CRLF & _
                "	I may not suffer you to visit them;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king hath straitly charged the contrary." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	The king! why, who's that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRAKENBURY	I cry you mercy: I mean the lord protector." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	The Lord protect him from that kingly title!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath he set bounds betwixt their love and me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am their mother; who should keep me from them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	I am their fathers mother; I will see them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	Their aunt I am in law, in love their mother:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then bring me to their sights; I'll bear thy blame" & @CRLF & _
                "	And take thy office from thee, on my peril." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRAKENBURY	No, madam, no; I may not leave it so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am bound by oath, and therefore pardon me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LORD STANLEY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD STANLEY	Let me but meet you, ladies, one hour hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I'll salute your grace of York as mother," & @CRLF & _
                "	And reverend looker on, of two fair queens." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To LADY ANNE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, madam, you must straight to Westminster," & @CRLF & _
                "	There to be crowned Richard's royal queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	O, cut my lace in sunder, that my pent heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	May have some scope to beat, or else I swoon" & @CRLF & _
                "	With this dead-killing news!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	Despiteful tidings! O unpleasing news!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DORSET	Be of good cheer: mother, how fares your grace?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	O Dorset, speak not to me, get thee hence!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Death and destruction dog thee at the heels;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy mother's name is ominous to children." & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou wilt outstrip death, go cross the seas," & @CRLF & _
                "	And live with Richmond, from the reach of hell" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, hie thee, hie thee from this slaughter-house," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest thou increase the number of the dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make me die the thrall of Margaret's curse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor mother, wife, nor England's counted queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD STANLEY	Full of wise care is this your counsel, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "	Take all the swift advantage of the hours;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall have letters from me to my son" & @CRLF & _
                "	To meet you on the way, and welcome you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not ta'en tardy by unwise delay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	O ill-dispersing wind of misery!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O my accursed womb, the bed of death!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A cockatrice hast thou hatch'd to the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose unavoided eye is murderous." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORD STANLEY	Come, madam, come; I in all haste was sent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	And I in all unwillingness will go." & @CRLF & _
                "	I would to God that the inclusive verge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of golden metal that must round my brow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were red-hot steel, to sear me to the brain!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Anointed let me be with deadly venom," & @CRLF & _
                "	And die, ere men can say, God save the queen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Go, go, poor soul, I envy not thy glory" & @CRLF & _
                "	To feed my humour, wish thyself no harm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	No! why?  When he that is my husband now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Came to me, as I follow'd Henry's corse," & @CRLF & _
                "	When scarce the blood was well wash'd from his hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which issued from my other angel husband" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that dead saint which then I weeping follow'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, when, I say, I look'd on Richard's face," & @CRLF & _
                "	This was my wish: 'Be thou,' quoth I, ' accursed," & @CRLF & _
                "	For making me, so young, so old a widow!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, when thou wed'st, let sorrow haunt thy bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And be thy wife--if any be so mad--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As miserable by the life of thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou hast made me by my dear lord's death!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lo, ere I can repeat this curse again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in so short a space, my woman's heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Grossly grew captive to his honey words" & @CRLF & _
                "	And proved the subject of my own soul's curse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which ever since hath kept my eyes from rest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For never yet one hour in his bed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I enjoy'd the golden dew of sleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	But have been waked by his timorous dreams." & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, he hates me for my father Warwick;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And will, no doubt, shortly be rid of me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Poor heart, adieu! I pity thy complaining." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	No more than from my soul I mourn for yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Farewell, thou woful welcomer of glory!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY ANNE	Adieu, poor soul, that takest thy leave of it!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	[To DORSET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go thou to Richmond, and good fortune guide thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To LADY ANNE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go thou to Richard, and good angels guard thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To QUEEN ELIZABETH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go thou to sanctuary, and good thoughts possess thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I to my grave, where peace and rest lie with me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Eighty odd years of sorrow have I seen," & @CRLF & _
                "	And each hour's joy wrecked with a week of teen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Stay, yet look back with me unto the Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pity, you ancient stones, those tender babes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom envy hath immured within your walls!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rough cradle for such little pretty ones!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rude ragged nurse, old sullen playfellow" & @CRLF & _
                "	For tender princes, use my babies well!" & @CRLF & _
                "	So foolish sorrow bids your stones farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	London. The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sennet. Enter KING RICHARD III, in pomp, crowned;" & @CRLF & _
                "	BUCKINGHAM, CATESBY, a page, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Stand all apart Cousin of Buckingham!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	My gracious sovereign?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Give me thy hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Here he ascendeth his throne]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus high, by thy advice" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thy assistance, is King Richard seated;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But shall we wear these honours for a day?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or shall they last, and we rejoice in them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Still live they and for ever may they last!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	O Buckingham, now do I play the touch," & @CRLF & _
                "	To try if thou be current gold indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Young Edward lives: think now what I would say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Say on, my loving lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Why, Buckingham, I say, I would be king," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Why, so you are, my thrice renowned liege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Ha! am I king? 'tis so: but Edward lives." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	True, noble prince." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	O bitter consequence," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Edward still should live! 'True, noble prince!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cousin, thou wert not wont to be so dull:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I be plain? I wish the bastards dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I would have it suddenly perform'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	What sayest thou? speak suddenly; be brief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Your grace may do your pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Tut, tut, thou art all ice, thy kindness freezeth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say, have I thy consent that they shall die?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Give me some breath, some little pause, my lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before I positively herein:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will resolve your grace immediately." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	[Aside to a stander by]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king is angry: see, he bites the lip." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	I will converse with iron-witted fools" & @CRLF & _
                "	And unrespective boys: none are for me" & @CRLF & _
                "	That look into me with considerate eyes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	High-reaching Buckingham grows circumspect." & @CRLF & _
                "	Boy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Know'st thou not any whom corrupting gold" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would tempt unto a close exploit of death?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	My lord, I know a discontented gentleman," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose humble means match not his haughty mind:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gold were as good as twenty orators," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will, no doubt, tempt him to any thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	What is his name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	                His name, my lord, is Tyrrel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	I partly know the man: go, call him hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Page]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The deep-revolving witty Buckingham" & @CRLF & _
                "	No more shall be the neighbour to my counsel:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath he so long held out with me untired," & @CRLF & _
                "	And stops he now for breath?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter STANLEY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now! what news with you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STANLEY	My lord, I hear the Marquis Dorset's fled" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Richmond, in those parts beyond the sea" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where he abides." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Stands apart]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Catesby!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	       My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	                         Rumour it abroad" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Anne, my wife, is sick and like to die:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will take order for her keeping close." & @CRLF & _
                "	Inquire me out some mean-born gentleman," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom I will marry straight to Clarence' daughter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The boy is foolish, and I fear not him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, how thou dream'st! I say again, give out" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Anne my wife is sick and like to die:" & @CRLF & _
                "	About it; for it stands me much upon," & @CRLF & _
                "	To stop all hopes whose growth may damage me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit CATESBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must be married to my brother's daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else my kingdom stands on brittle glass." & @CRLF & _
                "	Murder her brothers, and then marry her!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Uncertain way of gain! But I am in" & @CRLF & _
                "	So far in blood that sin will pluck on sin:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tear-falling pity dwells not in this eye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Page, with TYRREL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is thy name Tyrrel?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYRREL	James Tyrrel, and your most obedient subject." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Art thou, indeed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYRREL	           Prove me, my gracious sovereign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Darest thou resolve to kill a friend of mine?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYRREL	Ay, my lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I had rather kill two enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Why, there thou hast it: two deep enemies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Foes to my rest and my sweet sleep's disturbers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are they that I would have thee deal upon:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tyrrel, I mean those bastards in the Tower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYRREL	Let me have open means to come to them," & @CRLF & _
                "	And soon I'll rid you from the fear of them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Thou sing'st sweet music. Hark, come hither, Tyrrel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, by this token: rise, and lend thine ear:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Whispers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no more but so: say it is done," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will love thee, and prefer thee too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYRREL	'Tis done, my gracious lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Shall we hear from thee, Tyrrel, ere we sleep?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYRREL	Ye shall, my Lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BUCKINGHAM]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	My Lord, I have consider'd in my mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	The late demand that you did sound me in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Well, let that pass. Dorset is fled to Richmond." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	I hear that news, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Stanley, he is your wife's son well, look to it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	My lord, I claim your gift, my due by promise," & @CRLF & _
                "	For which your honour and your faith is pawn'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The earldom of Hereford and the moveables" & @CRLF & _
                "	The which you promised I should possess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Stanley, look to your wife; if she convey" & @CRLF & _
                "	Letters to Richmond, you shall answer it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	What says your highness to my just demand?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	As I remember, Henry the Sixth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did prophesy that Richmond should be king," & @CRLF & _
                "	When Richmond was a little peevish boy." & @CRLF & _
                "	A king, perhaps, perhaps,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	My lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	How chance the prophet could not at that time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have told me, I being by, that I should kill him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	My lord, your promise for the earldom,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Richmond! When last I was at Exeter," & @CRLF & _
                "	The mayor in courtesy show'd me the castle," & @CRLF & _
                "	And call'd it Rougemont: at which name I started," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because a bard of Ireland told me once" & @CRLF & _
                "	I should not live long after I saw Richmond." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	My Lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	       Ay, what's o'clock?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	I am thus bold to put your grace in mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what you promised me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Well, but what's o'clock?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Upon the stroke of ten." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Well, let it strike." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Why let it strike?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Because that, like a Jack, thou keep'st the stroke" & @CRLF & _
                "	Betwixt thy begging and my meditation." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not in the giving vein to-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Why, then resolve me whether you will or no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Tut, tut," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou troublest me; am not in the vein." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but BUCKINGHAM]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Is it even so? rewards he my true service" & @CRLF & _
                "	With such deep contempt made I him king for this?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, let me think on Hastings, and be gone" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Brecknock, while my fearful head is on!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TYRREL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYRREL	The tyrannous and bloody deed is done." & @CRLF & _
                "	The most arch of piteous massacre" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever yet this land was guilty of." & @CRLF & _
                "	Dighton and Forrest, whom I did suborn" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do this ruthless piece of butchery," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although they were flesh'd villains, bloody dogs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Melting with tenderness and kind compassion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wept like two children in their deaths' sad stories." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Lo, thus' quoth Dighton, 'lay those tender babes:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Thus, thus,' quoth Forrest, 'girdling one another" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within their innocent alabaster arms:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their lips were four red roses on a stalk," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which in their summer beauty kiss'd each other." & @CRLF & _
                "	A book of prayers on their pillow lay;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which once,' quoth Forrest, 'almost changed my mind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But O! the devil'--there the villain stopp'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst Dighton thus told on: 'We smothered" & @CRLF & _
                "	The most replenished sweet work of nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	That from the prime creation e'er she framed.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus both are gone with conscience and remorse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They could not speak; and so I left them both," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bring this tidings to the bloody king." & @CRLF & _
                "	And here he comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING RICHARD III]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	All hail, my sovereign liege!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Kind Tyrrel, am I happy in thy news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYRREL	If to have done the thing you gave in charge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beget your happiness, be happy then," & @CRLF & _
                "	For it is done, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	But didst thou see them dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYRREL	I did, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	                 And buried, gentle Tyrrel?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYRREL	The chaplain of the Tower hath buried them;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But how or in what place I do not know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Come to me, Tyrrel, soon at after supper," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou shalt tell the process of their death." & @CRLF & _
                "	Meantime, but think how I may do thee good," & @CRLF & _
                "	And be inheritor of thy desire." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell till soon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit TYRREL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The son of Clarence have I pent up close;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His daughter meanly have I match'd in marriage;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sons of Edward sleep in Abraham's bosom," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Anne my wife hath bid the world good night." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, for I know the Breton Richmond aims" & @CRLF & _
                "	At young Elizabeth, my brother's daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, by that knot, looks proudly o'er the crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	To her I go, a jolly thriving wooer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CATESBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	My lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Good news or bad, that thou comest in so bluntly?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	Bad news, my lord: Ely is fled to Richmond;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Buckingham, back'd with the hardy Welshmen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is in the field, and still his power increaseth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Ely with Richmond troubles me more near" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than Buckingham and his rash-levied army." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, I have heard that fearful commenting" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is leaden servitor to dull delay;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Delay leads impotent and snail-paced beggary" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then fiery expedition be my wing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Jove's Mercury, and herald for a king!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, muster men: my counsel is my shield;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We must be brief when traitors brave the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Before the palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter QUEEN MARGARET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	So, now prosperity begins to mellow" & @CRLF & _
                "	And drop into the rotten mouth of death." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here in these confines slily have I lurk'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	To watch the waning of mine adversaries." & @CRLF & _
                "	A dire induction am I witness to," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will to France, hoping the consequence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will prove as bitter, black, and tragical." & @CRLF & _
                "	Withdraw thee, wretched Margaret: who comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter QUEEN ELIZABETH and the DUCHESS OF YORK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Ah, my young princes! ah, my tender babes!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My unblown flowers, new-appearing sweets!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If yet your gentle souls fly in the air" & @CRLF & _
                "	And be not fix'd in doom perpetual," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hover about me with your airy wings" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hear your mother's lamentation!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Hover about her; say, that right for right" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath dimm'd your infant morn to aged night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	So many miseries have crazed my voice," & @CRLF & _
                "	That my woe-wearied tongue is mute and dumb," & @CRLF & _
                "	Edward Plantagenet, why art thou dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Plantagenet doth quit Plantagenet." & @CRLF & _
                "	Edward for Edward pays a dying debt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Wilt thou, O God, fly from such gentle lambs," & @CRLF & _
                "	And throw them in the entrails of the wolf?" & @CRLF & _
                "	When didst thou sleep when such a deed was done?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	When holy Harry died, and my sweet son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Blind sight, dead life, poor mortal living ghost," & @CRLF & _
                "	Woe's scene, world's shame, grave's due by life usurp'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Brief abstract and record of tedious days," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rest thy unrest on England's lawful earth," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sitting down]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unlawfully made drunk with innocents' blood!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	O, that thou wouldst as well afford a grave" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou canst yield a melancholy seat!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then would I hide my bones, not rest them here." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, who hath any cause to mourn but I?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sitting down by her]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	If ancient sorrow be most reverend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give mine the benefit of seniory," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let my woes frown on the upper hand." & @CRLF & _
                "	If sorrow can admit society," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sitting down with them]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell o'er your woes again by viewing mine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had an Edward, till a Richard kill'd him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had a Harry, till a Richard kill'd him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hadst an Edward, till a Richard kill'd him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hadst a Richard, till a Richard killed him;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	I had a Richard too, and thou didst kill him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had a Rutland too, thou holp'st to kill him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Thou hadst a Clarence too, and Richard kill'd him." & @CRLF & _
                "	From forth the kennel of thy womb hath crept" & @CRLF & _
                "	A hell-hound that doth hunt us all to death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That dog, that had his teeth before his eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	To worry lambs and lap their gentle blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	That foul defacer of God's handiwork," & @CRLF & _
                "	That excellent grand tyrant of the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	That reigns in galled eyes of weeping souls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy womb let loose, to chase us to our graves." & @CRLF & _
                "	O upright, just, and true-disposing God," & @CRLF & _
                "	How do I thank thee, that this carnal cur" & @CRLF & _
                "	Preys on the issue of his mother's body," & @CRLF & _
                "	And makes her pew-fellow with others' moan!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	O Harry's wife, triumph not in my woes!" & @CRLF & _
                "	God witness with me, I have wept for thine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Bear with me; I am hungry for revenge," & @CRLF & _
                "	And now I cloy me with beholding it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy Edward he is dead, that stabb'd my Edward:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy other Edward dead, to quit my Edward;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Young York he is but boot, because both they" & @CRLF & _
                "	Match not the high perfection of my loss:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy Clarence he is dead that kill'd my Edward;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the beholders of this tragic play," & @CRLF & _
                "	The adulterate Hastings, Rivers, Vaughan, Grey," & @CRLF & _
                "	Untimely smother'd in their dusky graves." & @CRLF & _
                "	Richard yet lives, hell's black intelligencer," & @CRLF & _
                "	Only reserved their factor, to buy souls" & @CRLF & _
                "	And send them thither: but at hand, at hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ensues his piteous and unpitied end:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Earth gapes, hell burns, fiends roar, saints pray." & @CRLF & _
                "	To have him suddenly convey'd away." & @CRLF & _
                "	Cancel his bond of life, dear God, I prey," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I may live to say, The dog is dead!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	O, thou didst prophesy the time would come" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I should wish for thee to help me curse" & @CRLF & _
                "	That bottled spider, that foul bunch-back'd toad!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	I call'd thee then vain flourish of my fortune;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I call'd thee then poor shadow, painted queen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The presentation of but what I was;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The flattering index of a direful pageant;" & @CRLF & _
                "	One heaved a-high, to be hurl'd down below;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A mother only mock'd with two sweet babes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A dream of what thou wert, a breath, a bubble," & @CRLF & _
                "	A sign of dignity, a garish flag," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be the aim of every dangerous shot," & @CRLF & _
                "	A queen in jest, only to fill the scene." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is thy husband now? where be thy brothers?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where are thy children? wherein dost thou, joy?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who sues to thee and cries 'God save the queen'?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where be the bending peers that flatter'd thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where be the thronging troops that follow'd thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Decline all this, and see what now thou art:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For happy wife, a most distressed widow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For joyful mother, one that wails the name;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For queen, a very caitiff crown'd with care;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For one being sued to, one that humbly sues;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For one that scorn'd at me, now scorn'd of me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For one being fear'd of all, now fearing one;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For one commanding all, obey'd of none." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus hath the course of justice wheel'd about," & @CRLF & _
                "	And left thee but a very prey to time;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Having no more but thought of what thou wert," & @CRLF & _
                "	To torture thee the more, being what thou art." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou didst usurp my place, and dost thou not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Usurp the just proportion of my sorrow?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now thy proud neck bears half my burthen'd yoke;" & @CRLF & _
                "	From which even here I slip my weary neck," & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave the burthen of it all on thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, York's wife, and queen of sad mischance:" & @CRLF & _
                "	These English woes will make me smile in France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	O thou well skill'd in curses, stay awhile," & @CRLF & _
                "	And teach me how to curse mine enemies!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Forbear to sleep the nights, and fast the days;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Compare dead happiness with living woe;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think that thy babes were fairer than they were," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he that slew them fouler than he is:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bettering thy loss makes the bad causer worse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Revolving this will teach thee how to curse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	My words are dull; O, quicken them with thine!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN MARGARET	Thy woes will make them sharp, and pierce like mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Why should calamity be full of words?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Windy attorneys to their client woes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Airy succeeders of intestate joys," & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor breathing orators of miseries!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let them have scope: though what they do impart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Help not all, yet do they ease the heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	If so, then be not tongue-tied: go with me." & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the breath of bitter words let's smother" & @CRLF & _
                "	My damned son, which thy two sweet sons smother'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	I hear his drum: be copious in exclaims." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING RICHARD III, marching, with drums and trumpets]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Who intercepts my expedition?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	O, she that might have intercepted thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	By strangling thee in her accursed womb" & @CRLF & _
                "	From all the slaughters, wretch, that thou hast done!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Hidest thou that forehead with a golden crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where should be graven, if that right were right," & @CRLF & _
                "	The slaughter of the prince that owed that crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the dire death of my two sons and brothers?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me, thou villain slave, where are my children?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Thou toad, thou toad, where is thy brother Clarence?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And little Ned Plantagenet, his son?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Where is kind Hastings, Rivers, Vaughan, Grey?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	A flourish, trumpets! strike alarum, drums!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let not the heavens hear these tell-tale women" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rail on the Lord's enointed: strike, I say!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Alarums]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either be patient, and entreat me fair," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or with the clamorous report of war" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus will I drown your exclamations." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Art thou my son?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Ay, I thank God, my father, and yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Then patiently hear my impatience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Madam, I have a touch of your condition," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which cannot brook the accent of reproof." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	O, let me speak!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	                  Do then: but I'll not hear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	I will be mild and gentle in my speech." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	And brief, good mother; for I am in haste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Art thou so hasty? I have stay'd for thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	God knows, in anguish, pain and agony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	And came I not at last to comfort you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	No, by the holy rood, thou know'st it well," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou camest on earth to make the earth my hell." & @CRLF & _
                "	A grievous burthen was thy birth to me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tetchy and wayward was thy infancy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy school-days frightful, desperate, wild, and furious," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy prime of manhood daring, bold, and venturous," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy age confirm'd, proud, subdued, bloody," & @CRLF & _
                "	treacherous," & @CRLF & _
                "	More mild, but yet more harmful, kind in hatred:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What comfortable hour canst thou name," & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever graced me in thy company?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Faith, none, but Humphrey Hour, that call'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	your grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	To breakfast once forth of my company." & @CRLF & _
                "	If I be so disgracious in your sight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me march on, and not offend your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "	Strike the drum." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	                  I prithee, hear me speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	You speak too bitterly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Hear me a word;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I shall never speak to thee again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	So." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUCHESS OF YORK	Either thou wilt die, by God's just ordinance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere from this war thou turn a conqueror," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I with grief and extreme age shall perish" & @CRLF & _
                "	And never look upon thy face again." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore take with thee my most heavy curse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, in the day of battle, tire thee more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than all the complete armour that thou wear'st!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My prayers on the adverse party fight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And there the little souls of Edward's children" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whisper the spirits of thine enemies" & @CRLF & _
                "	And promise them success and victory." & @CRLF & _
                "	Bloody thou art, bloody will be thy end;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shame serves thy life and doth thy death attend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Though far more cause, yet much less spirit to curse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Abides in me; I say amen to all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Stay, madam; I must speak a word with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	I have no more sons of the royal blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thee to murder: for my daughters, Richard," & @CRLF & _
                "	They shall be praying nuns, not weeping queens;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore level not to hit their lives." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	You have a daughter call'd Elizabeth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Virtuous and fair, royal and gracious." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	And must she die for this? O, let her live," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I'll corrupt her manners, stain her beauty;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Slander myself as false to Edward's bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Throw over her the veil of infamy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So she may live unscarr'd of bleeding slaughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will confess she was not Edward's daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Wrong not her birth, she is of royal blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	To save her life, I'll say she is not so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Her life is only safest in her birth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	And only in that safety died her brothers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Lo, at their births good stars were opposite." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	No, to their lives bad friends were contrary." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	All unavoided is the doom of destiny." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	True, when avoided grace makes destiny:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My babes were destined to a fairer death," & @CRLF & _
                "	If grace had bless'd thee with a fairer life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	You speak as if that I had slain my cousins." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Cousins, indeed; and by their uncle cozen'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of comfort, kingdom, kindred, freedom, life." & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose hand soever lanced their tender hearts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy head, all indirectly, gave direction:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No doubt the murderous knife was dull and blunt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till it was whetted on thy stone-hard heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	To revel in the entrails of my lambs." & @CRLF & _
                "	But that still use of grief makes wild grief tame," & @CRLF & _
                "	My tongue should to thy ears not name my boys" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till that my nails were anchor'd in thine eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I, in such a desperate bay of death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a poor bark, of sails and tackling reft," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rush all to pieces on thy rocky bosom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Madam, so thrive I in my enterprise" & @CRLF & _
                "	And dangerous success of bloody wars," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I intend more good to you and yours," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than ever you or yours were by me wrong'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	What good is cover'd with the face of heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be discover'd, that can do me good?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	The advancement of your children, gentle lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Up to some scaffold, there to lose their heads?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	No, to the dignity and height of honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	The high imperial type of this earth's glory." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Flatter my sorrows with report of it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me what state, what dignity, what honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Canst thou demise to any child of mine?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Even all I have; yea, and myself and all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will I withal endow a child of thine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So in the Lethe of thy angry soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou drown the sad remembrance of those wrongs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which thou supposest I have done to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Be brief, lest that be process of thy kindness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Last longer telling than thy kindness' date." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Then know, that from my soul I love thy daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	My daughter's mother thinks it with her soul." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	What do you think?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	That thou dost love my daughter from thy soul:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So from thy soul's love didst thou love her brothers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And from my heart's love I do thank thee for it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Be not so hasty to confound my meaning:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean, that with my soul I love thy daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	And mean to make her queen of England." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Say then, who dost thou mean shall be her king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Even he that makes her queen who should be else?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	What, thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	I, even I: what think you of it, madam?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	How canst thou woo her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	That would I learn of you," & @CRLF & _
                "	As one that are best acquainted with her humour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	And wilt thou learn of me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Madam, with all my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Send to her, by the man that slew her brothers," & @CRLF & _
                "	A pair of bleeding-hearts; thereon engrave" & @CRLF & _
                "	Edward and York; then haply she will weep:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore present to her--as sometime Margaret" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did to thy father, steep'd in Rutland's blood,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	A handkerchief; which, say to her, did drain" & @CRLF & _
                "	The purple sap from her sweet brother's body" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid her dry her weeping eyes therewith." & @CRLF & _
                "	If this inducement force her not to love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Send her a story of thy noble acts;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell her thou madest away her uncle Clarence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her uncle Rivers; yea, and, for her sake," & @CRLF & _
                "	Madest quick conveyance with her good aunt Anne." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Come, come, you mock me; this is not the way" & @CRLF & _
                "	To win our daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	There is no other way" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless thou couldst put on some other shape," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not be Richard that hath done all this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Say that I did all this for love of her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Nay, then indeed she cannot choose but hate thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Having bought love with such a bloody spoil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Look, what is done cannot be now amended:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Men shall deal unadvisedly sometimes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which after hours give leisure to repent." & @CRLF & _
                "	If I did take the kingdom from your sons," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make amends, Ill give it to your daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "	If I have kill'd the issue of your womb," & @CRLF & _
                "	To quicken your increase, I will beget" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine issue of your blood upon your daughter" & @CRLF & _
                "	A grandam's name is little less in love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than is the doting title of a mother;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are as children but one step below," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even of your mettle, of your very blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of an one pain, save for a night of groans" & @CRLF & _
                "	Endured of her, for whom you bid like sorrow." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your children were vexation to your youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	But mine shall be a comfort to your age." & @CRLF & _
                "	The loss you have is but a son being king," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by that loss your daughter is made queen." & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot make you what amends I would," & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore accept such kindness as I can." & @CRLF & _
                "	Dorset your son, that with a fearful soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leads discontented steps in foreign soil," & @CRLF & _
                "	This fair alliance quickly shall call home" & @CRLF & _
                "	To high promotions and great dignity:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king, that calls your beauteous daughter wife." & @CRLF & _
                "	Familiarly shall call thy Dorset brother;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Again shall you be mother to a king," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the ruins of distressful times" & @CRLF & _
                "	Repair'd with double riches of content." & @CRLF & _
                "	What! we have many goodly days to see:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The liquid drops of tears that you have shed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall come again, transform'd to orient pearl," & @CRLF & _
                "	Advantaging their loan with interest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of ten times double gain of happiness." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, then my mother, to thy daughter go" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make bold her bashful years with your experience;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prepare her ears to hear a wooer's tale" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put in her tender heart the aspiring flame" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of golden sovereignty; acquaint the princess" & @CRLF & _
                "	With the sweet silent hours of marriage joys" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when this arm of mine hath chastised" & @CRLF & _
                "	The petty rebel, dull-brain'd Buckingham," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bound with triumphant garlands will I come" & @CRLF & _
                "	And lead thy daughter to a conqueror's bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom I will retail my conquest won," & @CRLF & _
                "	And she shall be sole victress, Caesar's Caesar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	What were I best to say? her father's brother" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would be her lord? or shall I say, her uncle?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, he that slew her brothers and her uncles?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under what title shall I woo for thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	That God, the law, my honour and her love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can make seem pleasing to her tender years?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Infer fair England's peace by this alliance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Which she shall purchase with still lasting war." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Say that the king, which may command, entreats." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	That at her hands which the king's King forbids." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Say, she shall be a high and mighty queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	To wail the tide, as her mother doth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Say, I will love her everlastingly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	But how long shall that title 'ever' last?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Sweetly in force unto her fair life's end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	But how long fairly shall her sweet lie last?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	So long as heaven and nature lengthens it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	So long as hell and Richard likes of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Say, I, her sovereign, am her subject love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	But she, your subject, loathes such sovereignty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Be eloquent in my behalf to her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	An honest tale speeds best being plainly told." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Then in plain terms tell her my loving tale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Plain and not honest is too harsh a style." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Your reasons are too shallow and too quick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	O no, my reasons are too deep and dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too deep and dead, poor infants, in their grave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Harp not on that string, madam; that is past." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Harp on it still shall I till heart-strings break." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Now, by my George, my garter, and my crown,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Profaned, dishonour'd, and the third usurp'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	I swear--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	        By nothing; for this is no oath:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The George, profaned, hath lost his holy honour;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The garter, blemish'd, pawn'd his knightly virtue;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The crown, usurp'd, disgraced his kingly glory." & @CRLF & _
                "	if something thou wilt swear to be believed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Swear then by something that thou hast not wrong'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Now, by the world--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	'Tis full of thy foul wrongs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	My father's death--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Thy life hath that dishonour'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Then, by myself--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	                  Thyself thyself misusest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Why then, by God--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	                  God's wrong is most of all." & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou hadst fear'd to break an oath by Him," & @CRLF & _
                "	The unity the king thy brother made" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had not been broken, nor my brother slain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou hadst fear'd to break an oath by Him," & @CRLF & _
                "	The imperial metal, circling now thy brow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had graced the tender temples of my child," & @CRLF & _
                "	And both the princes had been breathing here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which now, two tender playfellows to dust," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy broken faith hath made a prey for worms." & @CRLF & _
                "	What canst thou swear by now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	The time to come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	That thou hast wronged in the time o'erpast;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I myself have many tears to wash" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hereafter time, for time past wrong'd by thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	The children live, whose parents thou hast" & @CRLF & _
                "	slaughter'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ungovern'd youth, to wail it in their age;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The parents live, whose children thou hast butcher'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Old wither'd plants, to wail it with their age." & @CRLF & _
                "	Swear not by time to come; for that thou hast" & @CRLF & _
                "	Misused ere used, by time misused o'erpast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	As I intend to prosper and repent," & @CRLF & _
                "	So thrive I in my dangerous attempt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of hostile arms! myself myself confound!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven and fortune bar me happy hours!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Day, yield me not thy light; nor, night, thy rest!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be opposite all planets of good luck" & @CRLF & _
                "	To my proceedings, if, with pure heart's love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Immaculate devotion, holy thoughts," & @CRLF & _
                "	I tender not thy beauteous princely daughter!" & @CRLF & _
                "	In her consists my happiness and thine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without her, follows to this land and me," & @CRLF & _
                "	To thee, herself, and many a Christian soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	Death, desolation, ruin and decay:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It cannot be avoided but by this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It will not be avoided but by this." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, good mother,--I must can you so--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be the attorney of my love to her:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Plead what I will be, not what I have been;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not my deserts, but what I will deserve:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Urge the necessity and state of times," & @CRLF & _
                "	And be not peevish-fond in great designs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Shall I be tempted of the devil thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Ay, if the devil tempt thee to do good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Shall I forget myself to be myself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Ay, if yourself's remembrance wrong yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	But thou didst kill my children." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	But in your daughter's womb I bury them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where in that nest of spicery they shall breed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Selves of themselves, to your recomforture." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	Shall I go win my daughter to thy will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	And be a happy mother by the deed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUEEN ELIZABETH	I go. Write to me very shortly." & @CRLF & _
                "	And you shall understand from me her mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Bear her my true love's kiss; and so, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit QUEEN ELIZABETH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Relenting fool, and shallow, changing woman!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter RATCLIFF; CATESBY following]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now! what news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RATCLIFF	My gracious sovereign, on the western coast" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rideth a puissant navy; to the shore" & @CRLF & _
                "	Throng many doubtful hollow-hearted friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unarm'd, and unresolved to beat them back:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis thought that Richmond is their admiral;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And there they hull, expecting but the aid" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Buckingham to welcome them ashore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Some light-foot friend post to the Duke of Norfolk:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ratcliff, thyself, or Catesby; where is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	Here, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Fly to the duke:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To RATCLIFF]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Post thou to Salisbury" & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou comest thither--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To CATESBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		     Dull, unmindful villain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why stand'st thou still, and go'st not to the duke?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	First, mighty sovereign, let me know your mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	What from your grace I shall deliver to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	O, true, good Catesby: bid him levy straight" & @CRLF & _
                "	The greatest strength and power he can make," & @CRLF & _
                "	And meet me presently at Salisbury." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	I go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RATCLIFF	What is't your highness' pleasure I shall do at" & @CRLF & _
                "	Salisbury?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Why, what wouldst thou do there before I go?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RATCLIFF	Your highness told me I should post before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	My mind is changed, sir, my mind is changed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter STANLEY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, what news with you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STANLEY	None good, my lord, to please you with the hearing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor none so bad, but it may well be told." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Hoyday, a riddle! neither good nor bad!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why dost thou run so many mile about," & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou mayst tell thy tale a nearer way?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Once more, what news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STANLEY	Richmond is on the seas." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	There let him sink, and be the seas on him!" & @CRLF & _
                "	White-liver'd runagate, what doth he there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STANLEY	I know not, mighty sovereign, but by guess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Well, sir, as you guess, as you guess?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STANLEY	Stirr'd up by Dorset, Buckingham, and Ely," & @CRLF & _
                "	He makes for England, there to claim the crown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Is the chair empty? is the sword unsway'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is the king dead? the empire unpossess'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What heir of York is there alive but we?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And who is England's king but great York's heir?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, tell me, what doth he upon the sea?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STANLEY	Unless for that, my liege, I cannot guess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Unless for that he comes to be your liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	You cannot guess wherefore the Welshman comes." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wilt revolt, and fly to him, I fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STANLEY	No, mighty liege; therefore mistrust me not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Where is thy power, then, to beat him back?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where are thy tenants and thy followers?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are they not now upon the western shore." & @CRLF & _
                "	Safe-conducting the rebels from their ships!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STANLEY	No, my good lord, my friends are in the north." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Cold friends to Richard: what do they in the north," & @CRLF & _
                "	When they should serve their sovereign in the west?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STANLEY	They have not been commanded, mighty sovereign:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Please it your majesty to give me leave," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll muster up my friends, and meet your grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where and what time your majesty shall please." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Ay, ay. thou wouldst be gone to join with Richmond:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not trust you, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STANLEY	Most mighty sovereign," & @CRLF & _
                "	You have no cause to hold my friendship doubtful:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I never was nor never will be false." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Well," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go muster men; but, hear you, leave behind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your son, George Stanley: look your faith be firm." & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else his head's assurance is but frail." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STANLEY	So deal with him as I prove true to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	My gracious sovereign, now in Devonshire," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I by friends am well advertised," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Edward Courtney, and the haughty prelate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bishop of Exeter, his brother there," & @CRLF & _
                "	With many more confederates, are in arms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter another Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Messenger	My liege, in Kent the Guildfords are in arms;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And every hour more competitors" & @CRLF & _
                "	Flock to their aid, and still their power increaseth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter another Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Messenger	My lord, the army of the Duke of Buckingham--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Out on you, owls! nothing but songs of death?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He striketh him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take that, until thou bring me better news." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Messenger	The news I have to tell your majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is, that by sudden floods and fall of waters," & @CRLF & _
                "	Buckingham's army is dispersed and scatter'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he himself wander'd away alone," & @CRLF & _
                "	No man knows whither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	I cry thee mercy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is my purse to cure that blow of thine." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath any well-advised friend proclaim'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reward to him that brings the traitor in?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Messenger	Such proclamation hath been made, my liege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter another Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Messenger	Sir Thomas Lovel and Lord Marquis Dorset," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis said, my liege, in Yorkshire are in arms." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet this good comfort bring I to your grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	The Breton navy is dispersed by tempest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Richmond, in Yorkshire, sent out a boat" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the shore, to ask those on the banks" & @CRLF & _
                "	If they were his assistants, yea or no;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who answer'd him, they came from Buckingham." & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon his party: he, mistrusting them," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hoisted sail and made away for Brittany." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	March on, march on, since we are up in arms;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not to fight with foreign enemies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet to beat down these rebels here at home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter CATESBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	My liege, the Duke of Buckingham is taken;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That is the best news: that the Earl of Richmond" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is with a mighty power landed at Milford," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is colder tidings, yet they must be told." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Away towards Salisbury! while we reason here," & @CRLF & _
                "	A royal battle might be won and lost" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some one take order Buckingham be brought" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Salisbury; the rest march on with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Lord Derby's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DERBY and SIR CHRISTOPHER URSWICK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DERBY	Sir Christopher, tell Richmond this from me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That in the sty of this most bloody boar" & @CRLF & _
                "	My son George Stanley is frank'd up in hold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I revolt, off goes young George's head;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fear of that withholds my present aid." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, tell me, where is princely Richmond now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHRISTOPHER	At Pembroke, or at Harford-west, in Wales." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DERBY	What men of name resort to him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHRISTOPHER	Sir Walter Herbert, a renowned soldier;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Gilbert Talbot, Sir William Stanley;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Oxford, redoubted Pembroke, Sir James Blunt," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Rice ap Thomas with a valiant crew;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And many more of noble fame and worth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And towards London they do bend their course," & @CRLF & _
                "	If by the way they be not fought withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DERBY	Return unto thy lord; commend me to him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell him the queen hath heartily consented" & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall espouse Elizabeth her daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "	These letters will resolve him of my mind. Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Salisbury. An open place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Sheriff, and BUCKINGHAM, with halberds," & @CRLF & _
                "	led to execution]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Will not King Richard let me speak with him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sheriff	No, my good lord; therefore be patient." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Hastings, and Edward's children, Rivers, Grey," & @CRLF & _
                "	Holy King Henry, and thy fair son Edward," & @CRLF & _
                "	Vaughan, and all that have miscarried" & @CRLF & _
                "	By underhand corrupted foul injustice," & @CRLF & _
                "	If that your moody discontented souls" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do through the clouds behold this present hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even for revenge mock my destruction!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is All-Souls' day, fellows, is it not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sheriff	It is, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BUCKINGHAM	Why, then All-Souls' day is my body's doomsday." & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the day that, in King Edward's time," & @CRLF & _
                "	I wish't might fall on me, when I was found" & @CRLF & _
                "	False to his children or his wife's allies" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the day wherein I wish'd to fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	By the false faith of him I trusted most;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This, this All-Souls' day to my fearful soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is the determined respite of my wrongs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That high All-Seer that I dallied with" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath turn'd my feigned prayer on my head" & @CRLF & _
                "	And given in earnest what I begg'd in jest." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus doth he force the swords of wicked men" & @CRLF & _
                "	To turn their own points on their masters' bosoms:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now Margaret's curse is fallen upon my head;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'When he,' quoth she, 'shall split thy heart with sorrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Remember Margaret was a prophetess.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, sirs, convey me to the block of shame;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wrong hath but wrong, and blame the due of blame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The camp near Tamworth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter RICHMOND, OXFORD, BLUNT, HERBERT, and others," & @CRLF & _
                "	with drum and colours]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHMOND	Fellows in arms, and my most loving friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bruised underneath the yoke of tyranny," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus far into the bowels of the land" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have we march'd on without impediment;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here receive we from our father Stanley" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lines of fair comfort and encouragement." & @CRLF & _
                "	The wretched, bloody, and usurping boar," & @CRLF & _
                "	That spoil'd your summer fields and fruitful vines," & @CRLF & _
                "	Swills your warm blood like wash, and makes his trough" & @CRLF & _
                "	In your embowell'd bosoms, this foul swine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lies now even in the centre of this isle," & @CRLF & _
                "	Near to the town of Leicester, as we learn" & @CRLF & _
                "	From Tamworth thither is but one day's march." & @CRLF & _
                "	In God's name, cheerly on, courageous friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	To reap the harvest of perpetual peace" & @CRLF & _
                "	By this one bloody trial of sharp war." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OXFORD	Every man's conscience is a thousand swords," & @CRLF & _
                "	To fight against that bloody homicide." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERBERT	I doubt not but his friends will fly to us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BLUNT	He hath no friends but who are friends for fear." & @CRLF & _
                "	Which in his greatest need will shrink from him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHMOND	All for our vantage. Then, in God's name, march:" & @CRLF & _
                "	True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Bosworth Field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KING RICHARD III in arms, with NORFOLK," & @CRLF & _
                "	SURREY, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Here pitch our tents, even here in Bosworth field." & @CRLF & _
                "	My Lord of Surrey, why look you so sad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SURREY	My heart is ten times lighter than my looks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	My Lord of Norfolk,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	Here, most gracious liege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Norfolk, we must have knocks; ha! must we not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	We must both give and take, my gracious lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Up with my tent there! here will I lie tonight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But where to-morrow?  Well, all's one for that." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who hath descried the number of the foe?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	Six or seven thousand is their utmost power." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Why, our battalion trebles that account:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, the king's name is a tower of strength," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which they upon the adverse party want." & @CRLF & _
                "	Up with my tent there! Valiant gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us survey the vantage of the field" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call for some men of sound direction" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's want no discipline, make no delay," & @CRLF & _
                "	For, lords, to-morrow is a busy day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, on the other side of the field, RICHMOND," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir William Brandon, OXFORD, and others. Some of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Soldiers pitch RICHMOND's tent]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHMOND	The weary sun hath made a golden set," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by the bright track of his fiery car," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gives signal, of a goodly day to-morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir William Brandon, you shall bear my standard." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me some ink and paper in my tent" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll draw the form and model of our battle," & @CRLF & _
                "	Limit each leader to his several charge," & @CRLF & _
                "	And part in just proportion our small strength." & @CRLF & _
                "	My Lord of Oxford, you, Sir William Brandon," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you, Sir Walter Herbert, stay with me." & @CRLF & _
                "	The Earl of Pembroke keeps his regiment:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good Captain Blunt, bear my good night to him" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by the second hour in the morning" & @CRLF & _
                "	Desire the earl to see me in my tent:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet one thing more, good Blunt, before thou go'st," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is Lord Stanley quarter'd, dost thou know?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BLUNT	Unless I have mista'en his colours much," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which well I am assured I have not done," & @CRLF & _
                "	His regiment lies half a mile at least" & @CRLF & _
                "	South from the mighty power of the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHMOND	If without peril it be possible," & @CRLF & _
                "	Good Captain Blunt, bear my good-night to him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And give him from me this most needful scroll." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BLUNT	Upon my life, my lord, I'll under-take it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so, God give you quiet rest to-night!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHMOND	Good night, good Captain Blunt. Come gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us consult upon to-morrow's business" & @CRLF & _
                "	In to our tent; the air is raw and cold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They withdraw into the tent]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, to his tent, KING RICHARD III, NORFOLK," & @CRLF & _
                "	RATCLIFF, CATESBY, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	What is't o'clock?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	                  It's supper-time, my lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It's nine o'clock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	                  I will not sup to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me some ink and paper." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, is my beaver easier than it was?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all my armour laid into my tent?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	If is, my liege; and all things are in readiness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Good Norfolk, hie thee to thy charge;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Use careful watch, choose trusty sentinels." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	I go, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Stir with the lark to-morrow, gentle Norfolk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	I warrant you, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Catesby!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Send out a pursuivant at arms" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Stanley's regiment; bid him bring his power" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before sunrising, lest his son George fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the blind cave of eternal night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit CATESBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fill me a bowl of wine. Give me a watch." & @CRLF & _
                "	Saddle white Surrey for the field to-morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look that my staves be sound, and not too heavy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ratcliff!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RATCLIFF	My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Saw'st thou the melancholy Lord Northumberland?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RATCLIFF	Thomas the Earl of Surrey, and himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Much about cock-shut time, from troop to troop" & @CRLF & _
                "	Went through the army, cheering up the soldiers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	So, I am satisfied. Give me a bowl of wine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have not that alacrity of spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor cheer of mind, that I was wont to have." & @CRLF & _
                "	Set it down. Is ink and paper ready?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RATCLIFF	It is, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	                  Bid my guard watch; leave me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ratcliff, about the mid of night come to my tent" & @CRLF & _
                "	And help to arm me. Leave me, I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt RATCLIFF and the other Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DERBY to RICHMOND in his tent, Lords and" & @CRLF & _
                "	others attending]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DERBY	Fortune and victory sit on thy helm!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHMOND	All comfort that the dark night can afford" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be to thy person, noble father-in-law!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me, how fares our loving mother?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DERBY	I, by attorney, bless thee from thy mother" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who prays continually for Richmond's good:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So much for that. The silent hours steal on," & @CRLF & _
                "	And flaky darkness breaks within the east." & @CRLF & _
                "	In brief,--for so the season bids us be,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prepare thy battle early in the morning," & @CRLF & _
                "	And put thy fortune to the arbitrement" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of bloody strokes and mortal-staring war." & @CRLF & _
                "	I, as I may--that which I would I cannot,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	With best advantage will deceive the time," & @CRLF & _
                "	And aid thee in this doubtful shock of arms:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But on thy side I may not be too forward" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest, being seen, thy brother, tender George," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be executed in his father's sight." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell: the leisure and the fearful time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cuts off the ceremonious vows of love" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ample interchange of sweet discourse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which so long sunder'd friends should dwell upon:" & @CRLF & _
                "	God give us leisure for these rites of love!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Once more, adieu: be valiant, and speed well!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHMOND	Good lords, conduct him to his regiment:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll strive, with troubled thoughts, to take a nap," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest leaden slumber peise me down to-morrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I should mount with wings of victory:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Once more, good night, kind lords and gentlemen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but RICHMOND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O Thou, whose captain I account myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Look on my forces with a gracious eye;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put in their hands thy bruising irons of wrath," & @CRLF & _
                "	That they may crush down with a heavy fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	The usurping helmets of our adversaries!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make us thy ministers of chastisement," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we may praise thee in the victory!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To thee I do commend my watchful soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere I let fall the windows of mine eyes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sleeping and waking, O, defend me still!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sleeps]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Ghost of Prince Edward, son to King Henry VI]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ghost" & @CRLF & _
                "of Prince Edward	[To KING RICHARD III]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think, how thou stab'dst me in my prime of youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	At Tewksbury: despair, therefore, and die!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To RICHMOND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be cheerful, Richmond; for the wronged souls" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of butcher'd princes fight in thy behalf" & @CRLF & _
                "	King Henry's issue, Richmond, comforts thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Ghost of King Henry VI]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ghost" & @CRLF & _
                "of King Henry VI	[To KING RICHARD III]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I was mortal, my anointed body" & @CRLF & _
                "	By thee was punched full of deadly holes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think on the Tower and me: despair, and die!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Harry the Sixth bids thee despair, and die!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To RICHMOND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Virtuous and holy, be thou conqueror!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Harry, that prophesied thou shouldst be king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth comfort thee in thy sleep: live, and flourish!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Ghost of CLARENCE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ghost of CLARENCE	[To KING RICHARD III]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I, that was wash'd to death with fulsome wine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor Clarence, by thy guile betrayed to death!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow in the battle think on me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fall thy edgeless sword: despair, and die!--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To RICHMOND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou offspring of the house of Lancaster" & @CRLF & _
                "	The wronged heirs of York do pray for thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good angels guard thy battle! live, and flourish!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Ghosts of RIVERS, GRAY, and VAUGHAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ghost of RIVERS	[To KING RICHARD III]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rivers. that died at Pomfret! despair, and die!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ghost of GREY	[To KING RICHARD III]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think upon Grey, and let thy soul despair!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ghost of VAUGHAN	[To KING RICHARD III]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think upon Vaughan, and, with guilty fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let fall thy lance: despair, and die!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	[To RICHMOND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Awake, and think our wrongs in Richard's bosom" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will conquer him! awake, and win the day!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Ghost of HASTINGS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ghost of HASTINGS	[To KING RICHARD III]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bloody and guilty, guiltily awake," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in a bloody battle end thy days!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think on Lord Hastings: despair, and die!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To RICHMOND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Quiet untroubled soul, awake, awake!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Arm, fight, and conquer, for fair England's sake!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Ghosts of the two young Princes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ghosts" & @CRLF & _
                "of young Princes	[To KING RICHARD III]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dream on thy cousins smother'd in the Tower:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us be led within thy bosom, Richard," & @CRLF & _
                "	And weigh thee down to ruin, shame, and death!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy nephews' souls bid thee despair and die!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To RICHMOND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sleep, Richmond, sleep in peace, and wake in joy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good angels guard thee from the boar's annoy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Live, and beget a happy race of kings!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Edward's unhappy sons do bid thee flourish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Ghost of LADY ANNE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ghost of LADY ANNE	[To KING RICHARD III]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Richard, thy wife, that wretched Anne thy wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	That never slept a quiet hour with thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now fills thy sleep with perturbations" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow in the battle think on me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fall thy edgeless sword: despair, and die!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To RICHMOND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou quiet soul, sleep thou a quiet sleep" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dream of success and happy victory!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy adversary's wife doth pray for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Ghost of BUCKINGHAM]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ghost" & @CRLF & _
                "of BUCKINGHAM	[To KING RICHARD III]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The last was I that helped thee to the crown;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The last was I that felt thy tyranny:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, in the battle think on Buckingham," & @CRLF & _
                "	And die in terror of thy guiltiness!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dream on, dream on, of bloody deeds and death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fainting, despair; despairing, yield thy breath!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To RICHMOND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I died for hope ere I could lend thee aid:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But cheer thy heart, and be thou not dismay'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	God and good angel fight on Richmond's side;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Richard falls in height of all his pride." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Ghosts vanish]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[KING RICHARD III starts out of his dream]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Give me another horse: bind up my wounds." & @CRLF & _
                "	Have mercy, Jesu!--Soft! I did but dream." & @CRLF & _
                "	O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight." & @CRLF & _
                "	Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh." & @CRLF & _
                "	What do I fear?  myself?  there's none else by:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is there a murderer here?  No. Yes, I am:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then fly. What, from myself?   Great reason why:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest I revenge. What, myself upon myself?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alack. I love myself. Wherefore?  for any good" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I myself have done unto myself?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, no! alas, I rather hate myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	For hateful deeds committed by myself!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am a villain: yet I lie. I am not." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fool, of thyself speak well: fool, do not flatter." & @CRLF & _
                "	My conscience hath a thousand several tongues," & @CRLF & _
                "	And every tongue brings in a several tale," & @CRLF & _
                "	And every tale condemns me for a villain." & @CRLF & _
                "	Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree" & @CRLF & _
                "	Murder, stem murder, in the direst degree;" & @CRLF & _
                "	All several sins, all used in each degree," & @CRLF & _
                "	Throng to the bar, crying all, Guilty! guilty!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall despair. There is no creature loves me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if I die, no soul shall pity me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, wherefore should they, since that I myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Find in myself no pity to myself?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methought the souls of all that I had murder'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Came to my tent; and every one did threat" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow's vengeance on the head of Richard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter RATCLIFF]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RATCLIFF	My lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	'Zounds! who is there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RATCLIFF	Ratcliff, my lord; 'tis I. The early village-cock" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath twice done salutation to the morn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your friends are up, and buckle on their armour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	O Ratcliff, I have dream'd a fearful dream!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What thinkest thou, will our friends prove all true?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RATCLIFF	No doubt, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	                  O Ratcliff, I fear, I fear,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RATCLIFF	Nay, good my lord, be not afraid of shadows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	By the apostle Paul, shadows to-night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Armed in proof, and led by shallow Richmond." & @CRLF & _
                "	It is not yet near day. Come, go with me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under our tents I'll play the eaves-dropper," & @CRLF & _
                "	To see if any mean to shrink from me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Lords to RICHMOND, sitting in his tent]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORDS	Good morrow, Richmond!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHMOND	Cry mercy, lords and watchful gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you have ta'en a tardy sluggard here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORDS	How have you slept, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHMOND	The sweetest sleep, and fairest-boding dreams" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever enter'd in a drowsy head," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I since your departure had, my lords." & @CRLF & _
                "	Methought their souls, whose bodies Richard murder'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Came to my tent, and cried on victory:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I promise you, my soul is very jocund" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the remembrance of so fair a dream." & @CRLF & _
                "	How far into the morning is it, lords?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORDS	Upon the stroke of four." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHMOND	Why, then 'tis time to arm and give direction." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[His oration to his soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than I have said, loving countrymen," & @CRLF & _
                "	The leisure and enforcement of the time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forbids to dwell upon: yet remember this," & @CRLF & _
                "	God and our good cause fight upon our side;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The prayers of holy saints and wronged souls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like high-rear'd bulwarks, stand before our faces;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Richard except, those whom we fight against" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had rather have us win than him they follow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For what is he they follow?  truly, gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	A bloody tyrant and a homicide;" & @CRLF & _
                "	One raised in blood, and one in blood establish'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	One that made means to come by what he hath," & @CRLF & _
                "	And slaughter'd those that were the means to help him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Abase foul stone, made precious by the foil" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of England's chair, where he is falsely set;" & @CRLF & _
                "	One that hath ever been God's enemy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, if you fight against God's enemy," & @CRLF & _
                "	God will in justice ward you as his soldiers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you do sweat to put a tyrant down," & @CRLF & _
                "	You sleep in peace, the tyrant being slain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you do fight against your country's foes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your country's fat shall pay your pains the hire;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you do fight in safeguard of your wives," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your wives shall welcome home the conquerors;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you do free your children from the sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your children's children quit it in your age." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, in the name of God and all these rights," & @CRLF & _
                "	Advance your standards, draw your willing swords." & @CRLF & _
                "	For me, the ransom of my bold attempt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be this cold corpse on the earth's cold face;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if I thrive, the gain of my attempt" & @CRLF & _
                "	The least of you shall share his part thereof." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sound drums and trumpets boldly and cheerfully;" & @CRLF & _
                "	God and Saint George! Richmond and victory!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter KING RICHARD, RATCLIFF, Attendants" & @CRLF & _
                "	and Forces]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	What said Northumberland as touching Richmond?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RATCLIFF	That he was never trained up in arms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	He said the truth: and what said Surrey then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RATCLIFF	He smiled and said 'The better for our purpose.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	He was in the right; and so indeed it is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Clock striketh]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ten the clock there. Give me a calendar." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who saw the sun to-day?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RATCLIFF	Not I, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Then he disdains to shine; for by the book" & @CRLF & _
                "	He should have braved the east an hour ago" & @CRLF & _
                "	A black day will it be to somebody. Ratcliff!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RATCLIFF	        My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	The sun will not be seen to-day;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sky doth frown and lour upon our army." & @CRLF & _
                "	I would these dewy tears were from the ground." & @CRLF & _
                "	Not shine to-day! Why, what is that to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than to Richmond?  for the selfsame heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	That frowns on me looks sadly upon him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter NORFOLK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	Arm, arm, my lord; the foe vaunts in the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Come, bustle, bustle; caparison my horse." & @CRLF & _
                "	Call up Lord Stanley, bid him bring his power:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will lead forth my soldiers to the plain," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thus my battle shall be ordered:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My foreward shall be drawn out all in length," & @CRLF & _
                "	Consisting equally of horse and foot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our archers shall be placed in the midst" & @CRLF & _
                "	John Duke of Norfolk, Thomas Earl of Surrey," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall have the leading of this foot and horse." & @CRLF & _
                "	They thus directed, we will follow" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the main battle, whose puissance on either side" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be well winged with our chiefest horse." & @CRLF & _
                "	This, and Saint George to boot! What think'st thou, Norfolk?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	A good direction, warlike sovereign." & @CRLF & _
                "	This found I on my tent this morning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He sheweth him a paper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Jockey of Norfolk, be not too bold," & @CRLF & _
                "	For Dickon thy master is bought and sold.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thing devised by the enemy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, gentleman, every man unto his charge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let not our babbling dreams affright our souls:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Conscience is but a word that cowards use," & @CRLF & _
                "	Devised at first to keep the strong in awe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our strong arms be our conscience, swords our law." & @CRLF & _
                "	March on, join bravely, let us to't pell-mell" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not to heaven, then hand in hand to hell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[His oration to his Army]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What shall I say more than I have inferr'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Remember whom you are to cope withal;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A sort of vagabonds, rascals, and runaways," & @CRLF & _
                "	A scum of Bretons, and base lackey peasants," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom their o'er-cloyed country vomits forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	To desperate ventures and assured destruction." & @CRLF & _
                "	You sleeping safe, they bring to you unrest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You having lands, and blest with beauteous wives," & @CRLF & _
                "	They would restrain the one, distain the other." & @CRLF & _
                "	And who doth lead them but a paltry fellow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Long kept in Bretagne at our mother's cost?" & @CRLF & _
                "	A milk-sop, one that never in his life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Felt so much cold as over shoes in snow?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's whip these stragglers o'er the seas again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lash hence these overweening rags of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	These famish'd beggars, weary of their lives;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, but for dreaming on this fond exploit," & @CRLF & _
                "	For want of means, poor rats, had hang'd themselves:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If we be conquer'd, let men conquer us," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not these bastard Bretons; whom our fathers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have in their own land beaten, bobb'd, and thump'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in record, left them the heirs of shame." & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall these enjoy our lands?  lie with our wives?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ravish our daughters?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drum afar off]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		Hark! I hear their drum." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fight, gentlemen of England! fight, bold yoemen!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Draw, archers, draw your arrows to the head!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Spur your proud horses hard, and ride in blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Amaze the welkin with your broken staves!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What says Lord Stanley? will he bring his power?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	My lord, he doth deny to come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Off with his son George's head!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NORFOLK	My lord, the enemy is past the marsh" & @CRLF & _
                "	After the battle let George Stanley die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	A thousand hearts are great within my bosom:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Advance our standards, set upon our foes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our ancient word of courage, fair Saint George," & @CRLF & _
                "	Inspire us with the spleen of fiery dragons!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon them! victory sits on our helms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Another part of the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum: excursions. Enter NORFOLK and forces" & @CRLF & _
                "	fighting; to him CATESBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	Rescue, my Lord of Norfolk, rescue, rescue!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king enacts more wonders than a man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Daring an opposite to every danger:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death." & @CRLF & _
                "	Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is lost!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarums. Enter KING RICHARD III]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CATESBY	Withdraw, my lord; I'll help you to a horse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KING RICHARD III	Slave, I have set my life upon a cast," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will stand the hazard of the die:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I think there be six Richmonds in the field;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Five have I slain to-day instead of him." & @CRLF & _
                "	A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING RICHARD III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Another part of the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Enter KING RICHARD III and RICHMOND; they" & @CRLF & _
                "	fight. KING RICHARD III is slain. Retreat and" & @CRLF & _
                "	flourish. Re-enter RICHMOND, DERBY bearing the" & @CRLF & _
                "	crown, with divers other Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHMOND	God and your arms be praised, victorious friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	The day is ours, the bloody dog is dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DERBY	Courageous Richmond, well hast thou acquit thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lo, here, this long-usurped royalty" & @CRLF & _
                "	From the dead temples of this bloody wretch" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I pluck'd off, to grace thy brows withal:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wear it, enjoy it, and make much of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHMOND	Great God of heaven, say Amen to all!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, tell me, is young George Stanley living?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DERBY	He is, my lord, and safe in Leicester town;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whither, if it please you, we may now withdraw us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHMOND	What men of name are slain on either side?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DERBY	John Duke of Norfolk, Walter Lord Ferrers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Robert Brakenbury, and Sir William Brandon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RICHMOND	Inter their bodies as becomes their births:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proclaim a pardon to the soldiers fled" & @CRLF & _
                "	That in submission will return to us:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then, as we have ta'en the sacrament," & @CRLF & _
                "	We will unite the white rose and the red:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Smile heaven upon this fair conjunction," & @CRLF & _
                "	That long have frown'd upon their enmity!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What traitor hears me, and says not amen?" & @CRLF & _
                "	England hath long been mad, and scarr'd herself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The brother blindly shed the brother's blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	The father rashly slaughter'd his own son," & @CRLF & _
                "	The son, compell'd, been butcher to the sire:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All this divided York and Lancaster," & @CRLF & _
                "	Divided in their dire division," & @CRLF & _
                "	O, now, let Richmond and Elizabeth," & @CRLF & _
                "	The true succeeders of each royal house," & @CRLF & _
                "	By God's fair ordinance conjoin together!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let their heirs, God, if thy will be so." & @CRLF & _
                "	Enrich the time to come with smooth-faced peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	With smiling plenty and fair prosperous days!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Abate the edge of traitors, gracious Lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	That would reduce these bloody days again," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make poor England weep in streams of blood!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let them not live to taste this land's increase" & @CRLF & _
                "	That would with treason wound this fair land's peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now civil wounds are stopp'd, peace lives again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That she may long live here, God say amen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "  	A LOVER'S COMPLAINT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FROM off a hill whose concave womb reworded" & @CRLF & _
                "A plaintful story from a sistering vale," & @CRLF & _
                "My spirits to attend this double voice accorded," & @CRLF & _
                "And down I laid to list the sad-tuned tale;" & @CRLF & _
                "Ere long espied a fickle maid full pale," & @CRLF & _
                "Tearing of papers, breaking rings a-twain," & @CRLF & _
                "Storming her world with sorrow's wind and rain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Upon her head a platted hive of straw," & @CRLF & _
                "Which fortified her visage from the sun," & @CRLF & _
                "Whereon the thought might think sometime it saw" & @CRLF & _
                "The carcass of beauty spent and done:" & @CRLF & _
                "Time had not scythed all that youth begun," & @CRLF & _
                "Nor youth all quit; but, spite of heaven's fell rage," & @CRLF & _
                "Some beauty peep'd through lattice of sear'd age." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Oft did she heave her napkin to her eyne," & @CRLF & _
                "Which on it had conceited characters," & @CRLF & _
                "Laundering the silken figures in the brine" & @CRLF & _
                "That season'd woe had pelleted in tears," & @CRLF & _
                "And often reading what contents it bears;" & @CRLF & _
                "As often shrieking undistinguish'd woe," & @CRLF & _
                "In clamours of all size, both high and low." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sometimes her levell'd eyes their carriage ride," & @CRLF & _
                "As they did battery to the spheres intend;" & @CRLF & _
                "Sometime diverted their poor balls are tied" & @CRLF & _
                "To the orbed earth; sometimes they do extend" & @CRLF & _
                "Their view right on; anon their gazes lend" & @CRLF & _
                "To every place at once, and, nowhere fix'd," & @CRLF & _
                "The mind and sight distractedly commix'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Her hair, nor loose nor tied in formal plat," & @CRLF & _
                "Proclaim'd in her a careless hand of pride" & @CRLF & _
                "For some, untuck'd, descended her sheaved hat," & @CRLF & _
                "Hanging her pale and pined cheek beside;" & @CRLF & _
                "Some in her threaden fillet still did bide," & @CRLF & _
                "And true to bondage would not break from thence," & @CRLF & _
                "Though slackly braided in loose negligence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "A thousand favours from a maund she drew" & @CRLF & _
                "Of amber, crystal, and of beaded jet," & @CRLF & _
                "Which one by one she in a river threw," & @CRLF & _
                "Upon whose weeping margent she was set;" & @CRLF & _
                "Like usury, applying wet to wet," & @CRLF & _
                "Or monarch's hands that let not bounty fall" & @CRLF & _
                "Where want cries some, but where excess begs all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Of folded schedules had she many a one," & @CRLF & _
                "Which she perused, sigh'd, tore, and gave the flood;" & @CRLF & _
                "Crack'd many a ring of posied gold and bone" & @CRLF & _
                "Bidding them find their sepulchres in mud;" & @CRLF & _
                "Found yet moe letters sadly penn'd in blood," & @CRLF & _
                "With sleided silk feat and affectedly" & @CRLF & _
                "Enswathed, and seal'd to curious secrecy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "These often bathed she in her fluxive eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "And often kiss'd, and often 'gan to tear:" & @CRLF & _
                "Cried 'O false blood, thou register of lies," & @CRLF & _
                "What unapproved witness dost thou bear!" & @CRLF & _
                "Ink would have seem'd more black and damned here!'" & @CRLF & _
                "This said, in top of rage the lines she rents," & @CRLF & _
                "Big discontent so breaking their contents." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "A reverend man that grazed his cattle nigh--" & @CRLF & _
                "Sometime a blusterer, that the ruffle knew" & @CRLF & _
                "Of court, of city, and had let go by" & @CRLF & _
                "The swiftest hours, observed as they flew--" & @CRLF & _
                "Towards this afflicted fancy fastly drew," & @CRLF & _
                "And, privileged by age, desires to know" & @CRLF & _
                "In brief the grounds and motives of her woe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "So slides he down upon his grained bat," & @CRLF & _
                "And comely-distant sits he by her side;" & @CRLF & _
                "When he again desires her, being sat," & @CRLF & _
                "Her grievance with his hearing to divide:" & @CRLF & _
                "If that from him there may be aught applied" & @CRLF & _
                "Which may her suffering ecstasy assuage," & @CRLF & _
                "'Tis promised in the charity of age." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Father,' she says, 'though in me you behold" & @CRLF & _
                "The injury of many a blasting hour," & @CRLF & _
                "Let it not tell your judgment I am old;" & @CRLF & _
                "Not age, but sorrow, over me hath power:" & @CRLF & _
                "I might as yet have been a spreading flower," & @CRLF & _
                "Fresh to myself, If I had self-applied" & @CRLF & _
                "Love to myself and to no love beside." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'But, woe is me! too early I attended" & @CRLF & _
                "A youthful suit--it was to gain my grace--" & @CRLF & _
                "Of one by nature's outwards so commended," & @CRLF & _
                "That maidens' eyes stuck over all his face:" & @CRLF & _
                "Love lack'd a dwelling, and made him her place;" & @CRLF & _
                "And when in his fair parts she did abide," & @CRLF & _
                "She was new lodged and newly deified." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'His browny locks did hang in crooked curls;" & @CRLF & _
                "And every light occasion of the wind" & @CRLF & _
                "Upon his lips their silken parcels hurls." & @CRLF & _
                "What's sweet to do, to do will aptly find:" & @CRLF & _
                "Each eye that saw him did enchant the mind," & @CRLF & _
                "For on his visage was in little drawn" & @CRLF & _
                "What largeness thinks in Paradise was sawn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Small show of man was yet upon his chin;" & @CRLF & _
                "His phoenix down began but to appear" & @CRLF & _
                "Like unshorn velvet on that termless skin" & @CRLF & _
                "Whose bare out-bragg'd the web it seem'd to wear:" & @CRLF & _
                "Yet show'd his visage by that cost more dear;" & @CRLF & _
                "And nice affections wavering stood in doubt" & @CRLF & _
                "If best were as it was, or best without." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'His qualities were beauteous as his form," & @CRLF & _
                "For maiden-tongued he was, and thereof free;" & @CRLF & _
                "Yet, if men moved him, was he such a storm" & @CRLF & _
                "As oft 'twixt May and April is to see," & @CRLF & _
                "When winds breathe sweet, untidy though they be." & @CRLF & _
                "His rudeness so with his authorized youth" & @CRLF & _
                "Did livery falseness in a pride of truth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Well could he ride, and often men would say" & @CRLF & _
                "'That horse his mettle from his rider takes:" & @CRLF & _
                "Proud of subjection, noble by the sway," & @CRLF & _
                "What rounds, what bounds, what course, what stop" & @CRLF & _
                "he makes!'" & @CRLF & _
                "And controversy hence a question takes," & @CRLF & _
                "Whether the horse by him became his deed," & @CRLF & _
                "Or he his manage by the well-doing steed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'But quickly on this side the verdict went:" & @CRLF & _
                "His real habitude gave life and grace" & @CRLF & _
                "To appertainings and to ornament," & @CRLF & _
                "Accomplish'd in himself, not in his case:" & @CRLF & _
                "All aids, themselves made fairer by their place," & @CRLF & _
                "Came for additions; yet their purposed trim" & @CRLF & _
                "Pieced not his grace, but were all graced by him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'So on the tip of his subduing tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "All kinds of arguments and question deep," & @CRLF & _
                "All replication prompt, and reason strong," & @CRLF & _
                "For his advantage still did wake and sleep:" & @CRLF & _
                "To make the weeper laugh, the laugher weep," & @CRLF & _
                "He had the dialect and different skill," & @CRLF & _
                "Catching all passions in his craft of will:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'That he did in the general bosom reign" & @CRLF & _
                "Of young, of old; and sexes both enchanted," & @CRLF & _
                "To dwell with him in thoughts, or to remain" & @CRLF & _
                "In personal duty, following where he haunted:" & @CRLF & _
                "Consents bewitch'd, ere he desire, have granted;" & @CRLF & _
                "And dialogued for him what he would say," & @CRLF & _
                "Ask'd their own wills, and made their wills obey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Many there were that did his picture get," & @CRLF & _
                "To serve their eyes, and in it put their mind;" & @CRLF & _
                "Like fools that in th' imagination set" & @CRLF & _
                "The goodly objects which abroad they find" & @CRLF & _
                "Of lands and mansions, theirs in thought assign'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "And labouring in moe pleasures to bestow them" & @CRLF & _
                "Than the true gouty landlord which doth owe them:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'So many have, that never touch'd his hand," & @CRLF & _
                "Sweetly supposed them mistress of his heart." & @CRLF & _
                "My woeful self, that did in freedom stand," & @CRLF & _
                "And was my own fee-simple, not in part," & @CRLF & _
                "What with his art in youth, and youth in art," & @CRLF & _
                "Threw my affections in his charmed power," & @CRLF & _
                "Reserved the stalk and gave him all my flower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Yet did I not, as some my equals did," & @CRLF & _
                "Demand of him, nor being desired yielded;" & @CRLF & _
                "Finding myself in honour so forbid," & @CRLF & _
                "With safest distance I mine honour shielded:" & @CRLF & _
                "Experience for me many bulwarks builded" & @CRLF & _
                "Of proofs new-bleeding, which remain'd the foil" & @CRLF & _
                "Of this false jewel, and his amorous spoil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'But, ah, who ever shunn'd by precedent" & @CRLF & _
                "The destined ill she must herself assay?" & @CRLF & _
                "Or forced examples, 'gainst her own content," & @CRLF & _
                "To put the by-past perils in her way?" & @CRLF & _
                "Counsel may stop awhile what will not stay;" & @CRLF & _
                "For when we rage, advice is often seen" & @CRLF & _
                "By blunting us to make our wits more keen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Nor gives it satisfaction to our blood," & @CRLF & _
                "That we must curb it upon others' proof;" & @CRLF & _
                "To be forbod the sweets that seem so good," & @CRLF & _
                "For fear of harms that preach in our behoof." & @CRLF & _
                "O appetite, from judgment stand aloof!" & @CRLF & _
                "The one a palate hath that needs will taste," & @CRLF & _
                "Though Reason weep, and cry, 'It is thy last.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'For further I could say 'This man's untrue,'" & @CRLF & _
                "And knew the patterns of his foul beguiling;" & @CRLF & _
                "Heard where his plants in others' orchards grew," & @CRLF & _
                "Saw how deceits were gilded in his smiling;" & @CRLF & _
                "Knew vows were ever brokers to defiling;" & @CRLF & _
                "Thought characters and words merely but art," & @CRLF & _
                "And bastards of his foul adulterate heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'And long upon these terms I held my city," & @CRLF & _
                "Till thus he gan besiege me: 'Gentle maid," & @CRLF & _
                "Have of my suffering youth some feeling pity," & @CRLF & _
                "And be not of my holy vows afraid:" & @CRLF & _
                "That's to ye sworn to none was ever said;" & @CRLF & _
                "For feasts of love I have been call'd unto," & @CRLF & _
                "Till now did ne'er invite, nor never woo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "''All my offences that abroad you see" & @CRLF & _
                "Are errors of the blood, none of the mind;" & @CRLF & _
                "Love made them not: with acture they may be," & @CRLF & _
                "Where neither party is nor true nor kind:" & @CRLF & _
                "They sought their shame that so their shame did find;" & @CRLF & _
                "And so much less of shame in me remains," & @CRLF & _
                "By how much of me their reproach contains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "''Among the many that mine eyes have seen," & @CRLF & _
                "Not one whose flame my heart so much as warm'd," & @CRLF & _
                "Or my affection put to the smallest teen," & @CRLF & _
                "Or any of my leisures ever charm'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "Harm have I done to them, but ne'er was harm'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "Kept hearts in liveries, but mine own was free," & @CRLF & _
                "And reign'd, commanding in his monarchy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "''Look here, what tributes wounded fancies sent me," & @CRLF & _
                "Of paled pearls and rubies red as blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "Figuring that they their passions likewise lent me" & @CRLF & _
                "Of grief and blushes, aptly understood" & @CRLF & _
                "In bloodless white and the encrimson'd mood;" & @CRLF & _
                "Effects of terror and dear modesty," & @CRLF & _
                "Encamp'd in hearts, but fighting outwardly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "''And, lo, behold these talents of their hair," & @CRLF & _
                "With twisted metal amorously impleach'd," & @CRLF & _
                "I have received from many a several fair," & @CRLF & _
                "Their kind acceptance weepingly beseech'd," & @CRLF & _
                "With the annexions of fair gems enrich'd," & @CRLF & _
                "And deep-brain'd sonnets that did amplify" & @CRLF & _
                "Each stone's dear nature, worth, and quality." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "''The diamond,--why, 'twas beautiful and hard," & @CRLF & _
                "Whereto his invised properties did tend;" & @CRLF & _
                "The deep-green emerald, in whose fresh regard" & @CRLF & _
                "Weak sights their sickly radiance do amend;" & @CRLF & _
                "The heaven-hued sapphire and the opal blend" & @CRLF & _
                "With objects manifold: each several stone," & @CRLF & _
                "With wit well blazon'd, smiled or made some moan." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "''Lo, all these trophies of affections hot," & @CRLF & _
                "Of pensived and subdued desires the tender," & @CRLF & _
                "Nature hath charged me that I hoard them not," & @CRLF & _
                "But yield them up where I myself must render," & @CRLF & _
                "That is, to you, my origin and ender;" & @CRLF & _
                "For these, of force, must your oblations be," & @CRLF & _
                "Since I their altar, you enpatron me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "''O, then, advance of yours that phraseless hand," & @CRLF & _
                "Whose white weighs down the airy scale of praise;" & @CRLF & _
                "Take all these similes to your own command," & @CRLF & _
                "Hallow'd with sighs that burning lungs did raise;" & @CRLF & _
                "What me your minister, for you obeys," & @CRLF & _
                "Works under you; and to your audit comes" & @CRLF & _
                "Their distract parcels in combined sums." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "''Lo, this device was sent me from a nun," & @CRLF & _
                "Or sister sanctified, of holiest note;" & @CRLF & _
                "Which late her noble suit in court did shun," & @CRLF & _
                "Whose rarest havings made the blossoms dote;" & @CRLF & _
                "For she was sought by spirits of richest coat," & @CRLF & _
                "But kept cold distance, and did thence remove," & @CRLF & _
                "To spend her living in eternal love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "''But, O my sweet, what labour is't to leave" & @CRLF & _
                "The thing we have not, mastering what not strives," & @CRLF & _
                "Playing the place which did no form receive," & @CRLF & _
                "Playing patient sports in unconstrained gyves?" & @CRLF & _
                "She that her fame so to herself contrives," & @CRLF & _
                "The scars of battle 'scapeth by the flight," & @CRLF & _
                "And makes her absence valiant, not her might." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "''O, pardon me, in that my boast is true:" & @CRLF & _
                "The accident which brought me to her eye" & @CRLF & _
                "Upon the moment did her force subdue," & @CRLF & _
                "And now she would the caged cloister fly:" & @CRLF & _
                "Religious love put out Religion's eye:" & @CRLF & _
                "Not to be tempted, would she be immured," & @CRLF & _
                "And now, to tempt, all liberty procured." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "''How mighty then you are, O, hear me tell!" & @CRLF & _
                "The broken bosoms that to me belong" & @CRLF & _
                "Have emptied all their fountains in my well," & @CRLF & _
                "And mine I pour your ocean all among:" & @CRLF & _
                "I strong o'er them, and you o'er me being strong," & @CRLF & _
                "Must for your victory us all congest," & @CRLF & _
                "As compound love to physic your cold breast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "''My parts had power to charm a sacred nun," & @CRLF & _
                "Who, disciplined, ay, dieted in grace," & @CRLF & _
                "Believed her eyes when they to assail begun," & @CRLF & _
                "All vows and consecrations giving place:" & @CRLF & _
                "O most potential love! vow, bond, nor space," & @CRLF & _
                "In thee hath neither sting, knot, nor confine," & @CRLF & _
                "For thou art all, and all things else are thine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "''When thou impressest, what are precepts worth" & @CRLF & _
                "Of stale example? When thou wilt inflame," & @CRLF & _
                "How coldly those impediments stand forth" & @CRLF & _
                "Of wealth, of filial fear, law, kindred, fame!" & @CRLF & _
                "Love's arms are peace, 'gainst rule, 'gainst sense," & @CRLF & _
                "'gainst shame," & @CRLF & _
                "And sweetens, in the suffering pangs it bears," & @CRLF & _
                "The aloes of all forces, shocks, and fears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "''Now all these hearts that do on mine depend," & @CRLF & _
                "Feeling it break, with bleeding groans they pine;" & @CRLF & _
                "And supplicant their sighs to you extend," & @CRLF & _
                "To leave the battery that you make 'gainst mine," & @CRLF & _
                "Lending soft audience to my sweet design," & @CRLF & _
                "And credent soul to that strong-bonded oath" & @CRLF & _
                "That shall prefer and undertake my troth.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'This said, his watery eyes he did dismount," & @CRLF & _
                "Whose sights till then were levell'd on my face;" & @CRLF & _
                "Each cheek a river running from a fount" & @CRLF & _
                "With brinish current downward flow'd apace:" & @CRLF & _
                "O, how the channel to the stream gave grace!" & @CRLF & _
                "Who glazed with crystal gate the glowing roses" & @CRLF & _
                "That flame through water which their hue encloses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'O father, what a hell of witchcraft lies" & @CRLF & _
                "In the small orb of one particular tear!" & @CRLF & _
                "But with the inundation of the eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "What rocky heart to water will not wear?" & @CRLF & _
                "What breast so cold that is not warmed here?" & @CRLF & _
                "O cleft effect! cold modesty, hot wrath," & @CRLF & _
                "Both fire from hence and chill extincture hath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'For, lo, his passion, but an art of craft," & @CRLF & _
                "Even there resolved my reason into tears;" & @CRLF & _
                "There my white stole of chastity I daff'd," & @CRLF & _
                "Shook off my sober guards and civil fears;" & @CRLF & _
                "Appear to him, as he to me appears," & @CRLF & _
                "All melting; though our drops this difference bore," & @CRLF & _
                "His poison'd me, and mine did him restore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'In him a plenitude of subtle matter," & @CRLF & _
                "Applied to cautels, all strange forms receives," & @CRLF & _
                "Of burning blushes, or of weeping water," & @CRLF & _
                "Or swooning paleness; and he takes and leaves," & @CRLF & _
                "In either's aptness, as it best deceives," & @CRLF & _
                "To blush at speeches rank to weep at woes," & @CRLF & _
                "Or to turn white and swoon at tragic shows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'That not a heart which in his level came" & @CRLF & _
                "Could 'scape the hail of his all-hurting aim," & @CRLF & _
                "Showing fair nature is both kind and tame;" & @CRLF & _
                "And, veil'd in them, did win whom he would maim:" & @CRLF & _
                "Against the thing he sought he would exclaim;" & @CRLF & _
                "When he most burn'd in heart-wish'd luxury," & @CRLF & _
                "He preach'd pure maid, and praised cold chastity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Thus merely with the garment of a Grace" & @CRLF & _
                "The naked and concealed fiend he cover'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "That th' unexperient gave the tempter place," & @CRLF & _
                "Which like a cherubin above them hover'd." & @CRLF & _
                "Who, young and simple, would not be so lover'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "Ay me! I fell; and yet do question make" & @CRLF & _
                "What I should do again for such a sake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'O, that infected moisture of his eye," & @CRLF & _
                "O, that false fire which in his cheek so glow'd," & @CRLF & _
                "O, that forced thunder from his heart did fly," & @CRLF & _
                "O, that sad breath his spongy lungs bestow'd," & @CRLF & _
                "O, all that borrow'd motion seeming owed," & @CRLF & _
                "Would yet again betray the fore-betray'd," & @CRLF & _
                "And new pervert a reconciled maid!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	king of Navarre." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	|  lords attending on the King." & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  lords attending on the Princess of France." & @CRLF & _
                "MERCADE	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	a fantastical Spaniard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR NATHANIEL	a curate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	a schoolmaster." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DULL	a constable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	a clown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	page to Armado." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Forester." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The PRINCESS of France: (PRINCESS:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	|  ladies attending on the Princess." & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUENETTA	a country wench." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords, Attendants, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Navarre." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	LOVE'S LABOURS LOST" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The king of Navarre's park." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FERDINAND king of Navarre, BIRON, LONGAVILLE" & @CRLF & _
                "	and DUMAIN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives," & @CRLF & _
                "	Live register'd upon our brazen tombs" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then grace us in the disgrace of death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When, spite of cormorant devouring Time," & @CRLF & _
                "	The endeavor of this present breath may buy" & @CRLF & _
                "	That honour which shall bate his scythe's keen edge" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make us heirs of all eternity." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, brave conquerors,--for so you are," & @CRLF & _
                "	That war against your own affections" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the huge army of the world's desires,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our late edict shall strongly stand in force:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Navarre shall be the wonder of the world;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our court shall be a little Academe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Still and contemplative in living art." & @CRLF & _
                "	You three, Biron, Dumain, and Longaville," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have sworn for three years' term to live with me" & @CRLF & _
                "	My fellow-scholars, and to keep those statutes" & @CRLF & _
                "	That are recorded in this schedule here:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your oaths are pass'd; and now subscribe your names," & @CRLF & _
                "	That his own hand may strike his honour down" & @CRLF & _
                "	That violates the smallest branch herein:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you are arm'd to do as sworn to do," & @CRLF & _
                "	Subscribe to your deep oaths, and keep it too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	I am resolved; 'tis but a three years' fast:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mind shall banquet, though the body pine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fat paunches have lean pates, and dainty bits" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make rich the ribs, but bankrupt quite the wits." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	My loving lord, Dumain is mortified:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The grosser manner of these world's delights" & @CRLF & _
                "	He throws upon the gross world's baser slaves:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To love, to wealth, to pomp, I pine and die;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With all these living in philosophy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	I can but say their protestation over;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So much, dear liege, I have already sworn," & @CRLF & _
                "	That is, to live and study here three years." & @CRLF & _
                "	But there are other strict observances;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As, not to see a woman in that term," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I hope well is not enrolled there;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And one day in a week to touch no food" & @CRLF & _
                "	And but one meal on every day beside," & @CRLF & _
                "	The which I hope is not enrolled there;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then, to sleep but three hours in the night," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not be seen to wink of all the day--" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I was wont to think no harm all night" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make a dark night too of half the day--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I hope well is not enrolled there:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, these are barren tasks, too hard to keep," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not to see ladies, study, fast, not sleep!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Your oath is pass'd to pass away from these." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Let me say no, my liege, an if you please:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I only swore to study with your grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	And stay here in your court for three years' space." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	You swore to that, Biron, and to the rest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	By yea and nay, sir, then I swore in jest." & @CRLF & _
                "	What is the end of study? let me know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Why, that to know, which else we should not know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Things hid and barr'd, you mean, from common sense?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Ay, that is study's godlike recompense." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Come on, then; I will swear to study so," & @CRLF & _
                "	To know the thing I am forbid to know:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thus,--to study where I well may dine," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I to feast expressly am forbid;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or study where to meet some mistress fine," & @CRLF & _
                "	When mistresses from common sense are hid;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, having sworn too hard a keeping oath," & @CRLF & _
                "	Study to break it and not break my troth." & @CRLF & _
                "	If study's gain be thus and this be so," & @CRLF & _
                "	Study knows that which yet it doth not know:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Swear me to this, and I will ne'er say no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	These be the stops that hinder study quite" & @CRLF & _
                "	And train our intellects to vain delight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Why, all delights are vain; but that most vain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which with pain purchased doth inherit pain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As, painfully to pore upon a book" & @CRLF & _
                "	To seek the light of truth; while truth the while" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth falsely blind the eyesight of his look:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Light seeking light doth light of light beguile:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So, ere you find where light in darkness lies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your light grows dark by losing of your eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "	Study me how to please the eye indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	By fixing it upon a fairer eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who dazzling so, that eye shall be his heed" & @CRLF & _
                "	And give him light that it was blinded by." & @CRLF & _
                "	Study is like the heaven's glorious sun" & @CRLF & _
                "	That will not be deep-search'd with saucy looks:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Small have continual plodders ever won" & @CRLF & _
                "	Save base authority from others' books" & @CRLF & _
                "	These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights" & @CRLF & _
                "	That give a name to every fixed star" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have no more profit of their shining nights" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than those that walk and wot not what they are." & @CRLF & _
                "	Too much to know is to know nought but fame;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And every godfather can give a name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	How well he's read, to reason against reading!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	Proceeded well, to stop all good proceeding!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	He weeds the corn and still lets grow the weeding." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	The spring is near when green geese are a-breeding." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	How follows that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	                  Fit in his place and time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	In reason nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	                  Something then in rhyme." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Biron is like an envious sneaping frost," & @CRLF & _
                "	That bites the first-born infants of the spring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Well, say I am; why should proud summer boast" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before the birds have any cause to sing?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why should I joy in any abortive birth?" & @CRLF & _
                "	At Christmas I no more desire a rose" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled mirth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But like of each thing that in season grows." & @CRLF & _
                "	So you, to study now it is too late," & @CRLF & _
                "	Climb o'er the house to unlock the little gate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Well, sit you out: go home, Biron: adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	No, my good lord; I have sworn to stay with you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And though I have for barbarism spoke more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than for that angel knowledge you can say," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet confident I'll keep what I have swore" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bide the penance of each three years' day." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me the paper; let me read the same;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to the strict'st decrees I'll write my name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	How well this yielding rescues thee from shame!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	[Reads]  'Item, That no woman shall come within a" & @CRLF & _
                "	mile of my court:' Hath this been proclaimed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	Four days ago." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Let's see the penalty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'On pain of losing her tongue.' Who devised this penalty?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	Marry, that did I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Sweet lord, and why?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	To fright them hence with that dread penalty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	A dangerous law against gentility!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Item, If any man be seen to talk with a woman" & @CRLF & _
                "	within the term of three years, he shall endure such" & @CRLF & _
                "	public shame as the rest of the court can possibly devise.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	This article, my liege, yourself must break;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For well you know here comes in embassy" & @CRLF & _
                "	The French king's daughter with yourself to speak--" & @CRLF & _
                "	A maid of grace and complete majesty--" & @CRLF & _
                "	About surrender up of Aquitaine" & @CRLF & _
                "	To her decrepit, sick and bedrid father:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore this article is made in vain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or vainly comes the admired princess hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	What say you, lords? Why, this was quite forgot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	So study evermore is overshot:" & @CRLF & _
                "	While it doth study to have what it would" & @CRLF & _
                "	It doth forget to do the thing it should," & @CRLF & _
                "	And when it hath the thing it hunteth most," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis won as towns with fire, so won, so lost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	We must of force dispense with this decree;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She must lie here on mere necessity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Necessity will make us all forsworn" & @CRLF & _
                "	Three thousand times within this three years' space;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For every man with his affects is born," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not by might master'd but by special grace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I break faith, this word shall speak for me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am forsworn on 'mere necessity.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	So to the laws at large I write my name:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Subscribes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he that breaks them in the least degree" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stands in attainder of eternal shame:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Suggestions are to other as to me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I believe, although I seem so loath," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am the last that will last keep his oath." & @CRLF & _
                "	But is there no quick recreation granted?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Ay, that there is. Our court, you know, is haunted" & @CRLF & _
                "	With a refined traveller of Spain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A man in all the world's new fashion planted," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath a mint of phrases in his brain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	One whom the music of his own vain tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth ravish like enchanting harmony;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A man of complements, whom right and wrong" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have chose as umpire of their mutiny:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This child of fancy, that Armado hight," & @CRLF & _
                "	For interim to our studies shall relate" & @CRLF & _
                "	In high-born words the worth of many a knight" & @CRLF & _
                "	From tawny Spain lost in the world's debate." & @CRLF & _
                "	How you delight, my lords, I know not, I;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, I protest, I love to hear him lie" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will use him for my minstrelsy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Armado is a most illustrious wight," & @CRLF & _
                "	A man of fire-new words, fashion's own knight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	Costard the swain and he shall be our sport;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so to study, three years is but short." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DULL with a letter, and COSTARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DULL	Which is the duke's own person?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	This, fellow: what wouldst?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DULL	I myself reprehend his own person, for I am his" & @CRLF & _
                "	grace's tharborough: but I would see his own person" & @CRLF & _
                "	in flesh and blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	This is he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DULL	Signior Arme--Arme--commends you. There's villany" & @CRLF & _
                "	abroad: this letter will tell you more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Sir, the contempts thereof are as touching me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	A letter from the magnificent Armado." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	How low soever the matter, I hope in God for high words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	A high hope for a low heaven: God grant us patience!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	To hear? or forbear laughing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	To hear meekly, sir, and to laugh moderately; or to" & @CRLF & _
                "	forbear both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Well, sir, be it as the style shall give us cause to" & @CRLF & _
                "	climb in the merriness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	The matter is to me, sir, as concerning Jaquenetta." & @CRLF & _
                "	The manner of it is, I was taken with the manner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	In what manner?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	In manner and form following, sir; all those three:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I was seen with her in the manor-house, sitting with" & @CRLF & _
                "	her upon the form, and taken following her into the" & @CRLF & _
                "	park; which, put together, is in manner and form" & @CRLF & _
                "	following. Now, sir, for the manner,--it is the" & @CRLF & _
                "	manner of a man to speak to a woman: for the form,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	in some form." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	For the following, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	As it shall follow in my correction: and God defend" & @CRLF & _
                "	the right!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Will you hear this letter with attention?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	As we would hear an oracle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Such is the simplicity of man to hearken after the flesh." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	[Reads]  'Great deputy, the welkin's vicegerent and" & @CRLF & _
                "	sole dominator of Navarre, my soul's earth's god," & @CRLF & _
                "	and body's fostering patron.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Not a word of Costard yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	[Reads]  'So it is,'--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	It may be so: but if he say it is so, he is, in" & @CRLF & _
                "	telling true, but so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Be to me and every man that dares not fight!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	No words!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Of other men's secrets, I beseech you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	[Reads]  'So it is, besieged with sable-coloured" & @CRLF & _
                "	melancholy, I did commend the black-oppressing humour" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the most wholesome physic of thy health-giving" & @CRLF & _
                "	air; and, as I am a gentleman, betook myself to" & @CRLF & _
                "	walk. The time when. About the sixth hour; when" & @CRLF & _
                "	beasts most graze, birds best peck, and men sit down" & @CRLF & _
                "	to that nourishment which is called supper: so much" & @CRLF & _
                "	for the time when. Now for the ground which; which," & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean, I walked upon: it is y-cleped thy park. Then" & @CRLF & _
                "	for the place where; where, I mean, I did encounter" & @CRLF & _
                "	that obscene and preposterous event, that draweth" & @CRLF & _
                "	from my snow-white pen the ebon-coloured ink, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	here thou viewest, beholdest, surveyest, or seest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	but to the place where; it standeth north-north-east" & @CRLF & _
                "	and by east from the west corner of thy curious-" & @CRLF & _
                "	knotted garden: there did I see that low-spirited" & @CRLF & _
                "	swain, that base minnow of thy mirth,'--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	[Reads]  'that unlettered small-knowing soul,'--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	[Reads]  'that shallow vassal,'--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Still me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	[Reads]  'which, as I remember, hight Costard,'--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	O, me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	[Reads]  'sorted and consorted, contrary to thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	established proclaimed edict and continent canon," & @CRLF & _
                "	which with,--O, with--but with this I passion to say" & @CRLF & _
                "	wherewith,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	With a wench." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	[Reads]  'with a child of our grandmother Eve, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	female; or, for thy more sweet understanding, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	woman. Him I, as my ever-esteemed duty pricks me on," & @CRLF & _
                "	have sent to thee, to receive the meed of" & @CRLF & _
                "	punishment, by thy sweet grace's officer, Anthony" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dull; a man of good repute, carriage, bearing, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	estimation.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DULL	'Me, an't shall please you; I am Anthony Dull." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	[Reads]  'For Jaquenetta,--so is the weaker vessel" & @CRLF & _
                "	called which I apprehended with the aforesaid" & @CRLF & _
                "	swain,--I keep her as a vessel of the law's fury;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and shall, at the least of thy sweet notice, bring" & @CRLF & _
                "	her to trial. Thine, in all compliments of devoted" & @CRLF & _
                "	and heart-burning heat of duty." & @CRLF & _
                "		        DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	This is not so well as I looked for, but the best" & @CRLF & _
                "	that ever I heard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Ay, the best for the worst. But, sirrah, what say" & @CRLF & _
                "	you to this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Sir, I confess the wench." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Did you hear the proclamation?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	I do confess much of the hearing it but little of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the marking of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	It was proclaimed a year's imprisonment, to be taken" & @CRLF & _
                "	with a wench." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	I was taken with none, sir: I was taken with a damsel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Well, it was proclaimed 'damsel.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	This was no damsel, neither, sir; she was a virgin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	It is so varied, too; for it was proclaimed 'virgin.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	If it were, I deny her virginity: I was taken with a maid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	This maid will not serve your turn, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	This maid will serve my turn, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Sir, I will pronounce your sentence: you shall fast" & @CRLF & _
                "	a week with bran and water." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	I had rather pray a month with mutton and porridge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	And Don Armado shall be your keeper." & @CRLF & _
                "	My Lord Biron, see him deliver'd o'er:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And go we, lords, to put in practise that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which each to other hath so strongly sworn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt FERDINAND, LONGAVILLE, and DUMAIN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	I'll lay my head to any good man's hat," & @CRLF & _
                "	These oaths and laws will prove an idle scorn." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sirrah, come on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	I suffer for the truth, sir; for true it is, I was" & @CRLF & _
                "	taken with Jaquenetta, and Jaquenetta is a true" & @CRLF & _
                "	girl; and therefore welcome the sour cup of" & @CRLF & _
                "	prosperity! Affliction may one day smile again; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	till then, sit thee down, sorrow!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	LOVE'S LABOURS LOST" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO and MOTH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Boy, what sign is it when a man of great spirit" & @CRLF & _
                "	grows melancholy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	A great sign, sir, that he will look sad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Why, sadness is one and the self-same thing, dear imp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	No, no; O Lord, sir, no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	How canst thou part sadness and melancholy, my" & @CRLF & _
                "	tender juvenal?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	By a familiar demonstration of the working, my tough senior." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Why tough senior? why tough senior?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Why tender juvenal? why tender juvenal?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	I spoke it, tender juvenal, as a congruent epitheton" & @CRLF & _
                "	appertaining to thy young days, which we may" & @CRLF & _
                "	nominate tender." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	And I, tough senior, as an appertinent title to your" & @CRLF & _
                "	old time, which we may name tough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON ADRIANO DE" & @CRLF & _
                "ARMADO	Pretty and apt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	How mean you, sir? I pretty, and my saying apt? or" & @CRLF & _
                "	I apt, and my saying pretty?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Thou pretty, because little." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Little pretty, because little. Wherefore apt?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	And therefore apt, because quick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Speak you this in my praise, master?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	In thy condign praise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	I will praise an eel with the same praise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	What, that an eel is ingenious?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	That an eel is quick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	I do say thou art quick in answers: thou heatest my blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	I am answered, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	I love not to be crossed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	[Aside]  He speaks the mere contrary; crosses love not him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	I have promised to study three years with the duke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	You may do it in an hour, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Impossible." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	How many is one thrice told?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	I am ill at reckoning; it fitteth the spirit of a tapster." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	You are a gentleman and a gamester, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	I confess both: they are both the varnish of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	complete man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Then, I am sure, you know how much the gross sum of" & @CRLF & _
                "	deuce-ace amounts to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	It doth amount to one more than two." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Which the base vulgar do call three." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	True." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Why, sir, is this such a piece of study? Now here" & @CRLF & _
                "	is three studied, ere ye'll thrice wink: and how" & @CRLF & _
                "	easy it is to put 'years' to the word 'three,' and" & @CRLF & _
                "	study three years in two words, the dancing horse" & @CRLF & _
                "	will tell you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	A most fine figure!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	To prove you a cipher." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	I will hereupon confess I am in love: and as it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	base for a soldier to love, so am I in love with a" & @CRLF & _
                "	base wench. If drawing my sword against the humour" & @CRLF & _
                "	of affection would deliver me from the reprobate" & @CRLF & _
                "	thought of it, I would take Desire prisoner, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	ransom him to any French courtier for a new-devised" & @CRLF & _
                "	courtesy. I think scorn to sigh: methinks I should" & @CRLF & _
                "	outswear Cupid. Comfort, me, boy: what great men" & @CRLF & _
                "	have been in love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Hercules, master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Most sweet Hercules! More authority, dear boy, name" & @CRLF & _
                "	more; and, sweet my child, let them be men of good" & @CRLF & _
                "	repute and carriage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Samson, master: he was a man of good carriage, great" & @CRLF & _
                "	carriage, for he carried the town-gates on his back" & @CRLF & _
                "	like a porter: and he was in love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	O well-knit Samson! strong-jointed Samson! I do" & @CRLF & _
                "	excel thee in my rapier as much as thou didst me in" & @CRLF & _
                "	carrying gates. I am in love too. Who was Samson's" & @CRLF & _
                "	love, my dear Moth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	A woman, master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Of what complexion?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Of all the four, or the three, or the two, or one of the four." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Tell me precisely of what complexion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Of the sea-water green, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Is that one of the four complexions?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	As I have read, sir; and the best of them too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Green indeed is the colour of lovers; but to have a" & @CRLF & _
                "	love of that colour, methinks Samson had small reason" & @CRLF & _
                "	for it. He surely affected her for her wit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	It was so, sir; for she had a green wit." & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	My love is most immaculate white and red." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Most maculate thoughts, master, are masked under" & @CRLF & _
                "	such colours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Define, define, well-educated infant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	My father's wit and my mother's tongue, assist me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Sweet invocation of a child; most pretty and" & @CRLF & _
                "	pathetical!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	     If she be made of white and red," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her faults will ne'er be known," & @CRLF & _
                "	For blushing cheeks by faults are bred" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fears by pale white shown:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then if she fear, or be to blame," & @CRLF & _
                "	By this you shall not know," & @CRLF & _
                "	For still her cheeks possess the same" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which native she doth owe." & @CRLF & _
                "	A dangerous rhyme, master, against the reason of" & @CRLF & _
                "	white and red." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Is there not a ballad, boy, of the King and the Beggar?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	The world was very guilty of such a ballad some" & @CRLF & _
                "	three ages since: but I think now 'tis not to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	found; or, if it were, it would neither serve for" & @CRLF & _
                "	the writing nor the tune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	I will have that subject newly writ o'er, that I may" & @CRLF & _
                "	example my digression by some mighty precedent." & @CRLF & _
                "	Boy, I do love that country girl that I took in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	park with the rational hind Costard: she deserves well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	[Aside]  To be whipped; and yet a better love than" & @CRLF & _
                "	my master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Sing, boy; my spirit grows heavy in love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	And that's great marvel, loving a light wench." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	I say, sing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Forbear till this company be past." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DULL, COSTARD, and JAQUENETTA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DULL	Sir, the duke's pleasure is, that you keep Costard" & @CRLF & _
                "	safe: and you must suffer him to take no delight" & @CRLF & _
                "	nor no penance; but a' must fast three days a week." & @CRLF & _
                "	For this damsel, I must keep her at the park: she" & @CRLF & _
                "	is allowed for the day-woman. Fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	I do betray myself with blushing. Maid!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUENETTA	Man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	I will visit thee at the lodge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUENETTA	That's hereby." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	I know where it is situate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUENETTA	Lord, how wise you are!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	I will tell thee wonders." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUENETTA	With that face?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	I love thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUENETTA	So I heard you say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	And so, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUENETTA	Fair weather after you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DULL	Come, Jaquenetta, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt DULL and JAQUENETTA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Villain, thou shalt fast for thy offences ere thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	be pardoned." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Well, sir, I hope, when I do it, I shall do it on a" & @CRLF & _
                "	full stomach." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Thou shalt be heavily punished." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	I am more bound to you than your fellows, for they" & @CRLF & _
                "	are but lightly rewarded." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Take away this villain; shut him up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Come, you transgressing slave; away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Let me not be pent up, sir: I will fast, being loose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	No, sir; that were fast and loose: thou shalt to prison." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Well, if ever I do see the merry days of desolation" & @CRLF & _
                "	that I have seen, some shall see." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	What shall some see?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Nay, nothing, Master Moth, but what they look upon." & @CRLF & _
                "	It is not for prisoners to be too silent in their" & @CRLF & _
                "	words; and therefore I will say nothing: I thank" & @CRLF & _
                "	God I have as little patience as another man; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	therefore I can be quiet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt MOTH and COSTARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	I do affect the very ground, which is base, where" & @CRLF & _
                "	her shoe, which is baser, guided by her foot, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	is basest, doth tread. I shall be forsworn, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	is a great argument of falsehood, if I love. And" & @CRLF & _
                "	how can that be true love which is falsely" & @CRLF & _
                "	attempted? Love is a familiar; Love is a devil:" & @CRLF & _
                "	there is no evil angel but Love. Yet was Samson so" & @CRLF & _
                "	tempted, and he had an excellent strength; yet was" & @CRLF & _
                "	Solomon so seduced, and he had a very good wit." & @CRLF & _
                "	Cupid's butt-shaft is too hard for Hercules' club;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and therefore too much odds for a Spaniard's rapier." & @CRLF & _
                "	The first and second cause will not serve my turn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	the passado he respects not, the duello he regards" & @CRLF & _
                "	not: his disgrace is to be called boy; but his" & @CRLF & _
                "	glory is to subdue men. Adieu, valour! rust rapier!" & @CRLF & _
                "	be still, drum! for your manager is in love; yea," & @CRLF & _
                "	he loveth. Assist me, some extemporal god of rhyme," & @CRLF & _
                "	for I am sure I shall turn sonnet. Devise, wit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	write, pen; for I am for whole volumes in folio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	LOVE'S LABOURS LOST" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the PRINCESS of France, ROSALINE, MARIA," & @CRLF & _
                "	KATHARINE, BOYET, Lords, and other Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Now, madam, summon up your dearest spirits:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Consider who the king your father sends," & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom he sends, and what's his embassy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yourself, held precious in the world's esteem," & @CRLF & _
                "	To parley with the sole inheritor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all perfections that a man may owe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Matchless Navarre; the plea of no less weight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than Aquitaine, a dowry for a queen." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be now as prodigal of all dear grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	As Nature was in making graces dear" & @CRLF & _
                "	When she did starve the general world beside" & @CRLF & _
                "	And prodigally gave them all to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Good Lord Boyet, my beauty, though but mean," & @CRLF & _
                "	Needs not the painted flourish of your praise:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beauty is bought by judgement of the eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not utter'd by base sale of chapmen's tongues:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am less proud to hear you tell my worth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than you much willing to be counted wise" & @CRLF & _
                "	In spending your wit in the praise of mine." & @CRLF & _
                "	But now to task the tasker: good Boyet," & @CRLF & _
                "	You are not ignorant, all-telling fame" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth noise abroad, Navarre hath made a vow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till painful study shall outwear three years," & @CRLF & _
                "	No woman may approach his silent court:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore to's seemeth it a needful course," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before we enter his forbidden gates," & @CRLF & _
                "	To know his pleasure; and in that behalf," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bold of your worthiness, we single you" & @CRLF & _
                "	As our best-moving fair solicitor." & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell him, the daughter of the King of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	On serious business, craving quick dispatch," & @CRLF & _
                "	Importunes personal conference with his grace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Haste, signify so much; while we attend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like humble-visaged suitors, his high will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Proud of employment, willingly I go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	All pride is willing pride, and yours is so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BOYET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who are the votaries, my loving lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	That are vow-fellows with this virtuous duke?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Lord Longaville is one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Know you the man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	I know him, madam: at a marriage-feast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Between Lord Perigort and the beauteous heir" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Jaques Falconbridge, solemnized" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Normandy, saw I this Longaville:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A man of sovereign parts he is esteem'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well fitted in arts, glorious in arms:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing becomes him ill that he would well." & @CRLF & _
                "	The only soil of his fair virtue's gloss," & @CRLF & _
                "	If virtue's gloss will stain with any soil," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is a sharp wit matched with too blunt a will;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose edge hath power to cut, whose will still wills" & @CRLF & _
                "	It should none spare that come within his power." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Some merry mocking lord, belike; is't so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	They say so most that most his humours know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Such short-lived wits do wither as they grow." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who are the rest?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	The young Dumain, a well-accomplished youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all that virtue love for virtue loved:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most power to do most harm, least knowing ill;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he hath wit to make an ill shape good," & @CRLF & _
                "	And shape to win grace though he had no wit." & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw him at the Duke Alencon's once;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And much too little of that good I saw" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is my report to his great worthiness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Another of these students at that time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was there with him, if I have heard a truth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Biron they call him; but a merrier man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Within the limit of becoming mirth," & @CRLF & _
                "	I never spent an hour's talk withal:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His eye begets occasion for his wit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For every object that the one doth catch" & @CRLF & _
                "	The other turns to a mirth-moving jest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which his fair tongue, conceit's expositor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Delivers in such apt and gracious words" & @CRLF & _
                "	That aged ears play truant at his tales" & @CRLF & _
                "	And younger hearings are quite ravished;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So sweet and voluble is his discourse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	God bless my ladies! are they all in love," & @CRLF & _
                "	That every one her own hath garnished" & @CRLF & _
                "	With such bedecking ornaments of praise?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Here comes Boyet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BOYET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Now, what admittance, lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Navarre had notice of your fair approach;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he and his competitors in oath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were all address'd to meet you, gentle lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before I came. Marry, thus much I have learnt:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He rather means to lodge you in the field," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like one that comes here to besiege his court," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than seek a dispensation for his oath," & @CRLF & _
                "	To let you enter his unpeopled house." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes Navarre." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FERDINAND, LONGAVILLE, DUMAIN, BIRON, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Fair princess, welcome to the court of Navarre." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	'Fair' I give you back again; and 'welcome' I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	not yet: the roof of this court is too high to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	yours; and welcome to the wide fields too base to be mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	You shall be welcome, madam, to my court." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	I will be welcome, then: conduct me thither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Hear me, dear lady; I have sworn an oath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Our Lady help my lord! he'll be forsworn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Not for the world, fair madam, by my will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Why, will shall break it; will and nothing else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Your ladyship is ignorant what it is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Were my lord so, his ignorance were wise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where now his knowledge must prove ignorance." & @CRLF & _
                "	I hear your grace hath sworn out house-keeping:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tis deadly sin to keep that oath, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sin to break it." & @CRLF & _
                "	But pardon me. I am too sudden-bold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To teach a teacher ill beseemeth me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Vouchsafe to read the purpose of my coming," & @CRLF & _
                "	And suddenly resolve me in my suit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Madam, I will, if suddenly I may." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	You will the sooner, that I were away;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For you'll prove perjured if you make me stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Did not I dance with you in Brabant once?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Did not I dance with you in Brabant once?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	I know you did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	How needless was it then to ask the question!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	You must not be so quick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	'Tis 'long of you that spur me with such questions." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Your wit's too hot, it speeds too fast, 'twill tire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Not till it leave the rider in the mire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	What time o' day?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	The hour that fools should ask." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Now fair befall your mask!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Fair fall the face it covers!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	And send you many lovers!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Amen, so you be none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Nay, then will I be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Madam, your father here doth intimate" & @CRLF & _
                "	The payment of a hundred thousand crowns;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Being but the one half of an entire sum" & @CRLF & _
                "	Disbursed by my father in his wars." & @CRLF & _
                "	But say that he or we, as neither have," & @CRLF & _
                "	Received that sum, yet there remains unpaid" & @CRLF & _
                "	A hundred thousand more; in surety of the which," & @CRLF & _
                "	One part of Aquitaine is bound to us," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although not valued to the money's worth." & @CRLF & _
                "	If then the king your father will restore" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that one half which is unsatisfied," & @CRLF & _
                "	We will give up our right in Aquitaine," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hold fair friendship with his majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "	But that, it seems, he little purposeth," & @CRLF & _
                "	For here he doth demand to have repaid" & @CRLF & _
                "	A hundred thousand crowns; and not demands," & @CRLF & _
                "	On payment of a hundred thousand crowns," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have his title live in Aquitaine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which we much rather had depart withal" & @CRLF & _
                "	And have the money by our father lent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than Aquitaine so gelded as it is." & @CRLF & _
                "	Dear Princess, were not his requests so far" & @CRLF & _
                "	From reason's yielding, your fair self should make" & @CRLF & _
                "	A yielding 'gainst some reason in my breast" & @CRLF & _
                "	And go well satisfied to France again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	You do the king my father too much wrong" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wrong the reputation of your name," & @CRLF & _
                "	In so unseeming to confess receipt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of that which hath so faithfully been paid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	I do protest I never heard of it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if you prove it, I'll repay it back" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or yield up Aquitaine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	We arrest your word." & @CRLF & _
                "	Boyet, you can produce acquittances" & @CRLF & _
                "	For such a sum from special officers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Charles his father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Satisfy me so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	So please your grace, the packet is not come" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where that and other specialties are bound:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow you shall have a sight of them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	It shall suffice me: at which interview" & @CRLF & _
                "	All liberal reason I will yield unto." & @CRLF & _
                "	Meantime receive such welcome at my hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	As honour without breach of honour may" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make tender of to thy true worthiness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You may not come, fair princess, in my gates;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But here without you shall be so received" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you shall deem yourself lodged in my heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though so denied fair harbour in my house." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your own good thoughts excuse me, and farewell:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow shall we visit you again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Sweet health and fair desires consort your grace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Thy own wish wish I thee in every place!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Lady, I will commend you to mine own heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Pray you, do my commendations; I would be glad to see it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	I would you heard it groan." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Is the fool sick?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Sick at the heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Alack, let it blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Would that do it good?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	My physic says 'ay.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Will you prick't with your eye?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	No point, with my knife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Now, God save thy life!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	And yours from long living!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	I cannot stay thanksgiving." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Retiring]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	Sir, I pray you, a word: what lady is that same?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	The heir of Alencon, Katharine her name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	A gallant lady. Monsieur, fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	I beseech you a word: what is she in the white?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	A woman sometimes, an you saw her in the light." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	Perchance light in the light. I desire her name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	She hath but one for herself; to desire that were a shame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	Pray you, sir, whose daughter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Her mother's, I have heard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	God's blessing on your beard!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Good sir, be not offended." & @CRLF & _
                "	She is an heir of Falconbridge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	Nay, my choler is ended." & @CRLF & _
                "	She is a most sweet lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Not unlike, sir, that may be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit LONGAVILLE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	What's her name in the cap?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Rosaline, by good hap." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Is she wedded or no?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	To her will, sir, or so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	You are welcome, sir: adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Farewell to me, sir, and welcome to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BIRON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	That last is Biron, the merry madcap lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not a word with him but a jest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	And every jest but a word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	It was well done of you to take him at his word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	I was as willing to grapple as he was to board." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Two hot sheeps, marry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	And wherefore not ships?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No sheep, sweet lamb, unless we feed on your lips." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	You sheep, and I pasture: shall that finish the jest?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	So you grant pasture for me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Offering to kiss her]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Not so, gentle beast:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lips are no common, though several they be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Belonging to whom?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	                  To my fortunes and me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Good wits will be jangling; but, gentles, agree:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This civil war of wits were much better used" & @CRLF & _
                "	On Navarre and his book-men; for here 'tis abused." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	If my observation, which very seldom lies," & @CRLF & _
                "	By the heart's still rhetoric disclosed with eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deceive me not now, Navarre is infected." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	With what?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	With that which we lovers entitle affected." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Your reason?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Why, all his behaviors did make their retire" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the court of his eye, peeping thorough desire:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His heart, like an agate, with your print impress'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Proud with his form, in his eye pride express'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His tongue, all impatient to speak and not see," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did stumble with haste in his eyesight to be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	All senses to that sense did make their repair," & @CRLF & _
                "	To feel only looking on fairest of fair:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methought all his senses were lock'd in his eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	As jewels in crystal for some prince to buy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, tendering their own worth from where they were glass'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did point you to buy them, along as you pass'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His face's own margent did quote such amazes" & @CRLF & _
                "	That all eyes saw his eyes enchanted with gazes." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll give you Aquitaine and all that is his," & @CRLF & _
                "	An you give him for my sake but one loving kiss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Come to our pavilion: Boyet is disposed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	But to speak that in words which his eye hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	disclosed." & @CRLF & _
                "	I only have made a mouth of his eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	By adding a tongue which I know will not lie." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Thou art an old love-monger and speakest skilfully." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	He is Cupid's grandfather and learns news of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Then was Venus like her mother, for her father is but grim." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Do you hear, my mad wenches?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	What then, do you see?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Ay, our way to be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	You are too hard for me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	LOVE'S LABOURS LOST" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO and MOTH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Warble, child; make passionate my sense of hearing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Concolinel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Singing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Sweet air! Go, tenderness of years; take this key," & @CRLF & _
                "	give enlargement to the swain, bring him festinately" & @CRLF & _
                "	hither: I must employ him in a letter to my love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Master, will you win your love with a French brawl?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	How meanest thou? brawling in French?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	No, my complete master: but to jig off a tune at" & @CRLF & _
                "	the tongue's end, canary to it with your feet, humour" & @CRLF & _
                "	it with turning up your eyelids, sigh a note and" & @CRLF & _
                "	sing a note, sometime through the throat, as if you" & @CRLF & _
                "	swallowed love with singing love, sometime through" & @CRLF & _
                "	the nose, as if you snuffed up love by smelling" & @CRLF & _
                "	love; with your hat penthouse-like o'er the shop of" & @CRLF & _
                "	your eyes; with your arms crossed on your thin-belly" & @CRLF & _
                "	doublet like a rabbit on a spit; or your hands in" & @CRLF & _
                "	your pocket like a man after the old painting; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	keep not too long in one tune, but a snip and away." & @CRLF & _
                "	These are complements, these are humours; these" & @CRLF & _
                "	betray nice wenches, that would be betrayed without" & @CRLF & _
                "	these; and make them men of note--do you note" & @CRLF & _
                "	me?--that most are affected to these." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	How hast thou purchased this experience?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	By my penny of observation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	But O,--but O,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	'The hobby-horse is forgot.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Callest thou my love 'hobby-horse'?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	No, master; the hobby-horse is but a colt, and your" & @CRLF & _
                "	love perhaps a hackney. But have you forgot your love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Almost I had." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Negligent student! learn her by heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	By heart and in heart, boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	And out of heart, master: all those three I will prove." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	What wilt thou prove?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	A man, if I live; and this, by, in, and without, upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	the instant: by heart you love her, because your" & @CRLF & _
                "	heart cannot come by her; in heart you love her," & @CRLF & _
                "	because your heart is in love with her; and out of" & @CRLF & _
                "	heart you love her, being out of heart that you" & @CRLF & _
                "	cannot enjoy her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	I am all these three." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	And three times as much more, and yet nothing at" & @CRLF & _
                "	all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Fetch hither the swain: he must carry me a letter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	A message well sympathized; a horse to be ambassador" & @CRLF & _
                "	for an ass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Ha, ha! what sayest thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Marry, sir, you must send the ass upon the horse," & @CRLF & _
                "	for he is very slow-gaited. But I go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	The way is but short: away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	As swift as lead, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	The meaning, pretty ingenious?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not lead a metal heavy, dull, and slow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Minime, honest master; or rather, master, no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	I say lead is slow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	You are too swift, sir, to say so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is that lead slow which is fired from a gun?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Sweet smoke of rhetoric!" & @CRLF & _
                "	He reputes me a cannon; and the bullet, that's he:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I shoot thee at the swain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Thump then and I flee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	A most acute juvenal; voluble and free of grace!" & @CRLF & _
                "	By thy favour, sweet welkin, I must sigh in thy face:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most rude melancholy, valour gives thee place." & @CRLF & _
                "	My herald is return'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter MOTH with COSTARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	A wonder, master! here's a costard broken in a shin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Some enigma, some riddle: come, thy l'envoy; begin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	No enigma, no riddle, no l'envoy; no salve in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	mail, sir: O, sir, plantain, a plain plantain! no" & @CRLF & _
                "	l'envoy, no l'envoy; no salve, sir, but a plantain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	By virtue, thou enforcest laughter; thy silly" & @CRLF & _
                "	thought my spleen; the heaving of my lungs provokes" & @CRLF & _
                "	me to ridiculous smiling. O, pardon me, my stars!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth the inconsiderate take salve for l'envoy, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	the word l'envoy for a salve?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Do the wise think them other? is not l'envoy a salve?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	No, page: it is an epilogue or discourse, to make plain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some obscure precedence that hath tofore been sain." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will example it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were still at odds, being but three." & @CRLF & _
                "	There's the moral. Now the l'envoy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	I will add the l'envoy. Say the moral again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	          The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were still at odds, being but three." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	          Until the goose came out of door," & @CRLF & _
                "	And stay'd the odds by adding four." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now will I begin your moral, and do you follow with" & @CRLF & _
                "	my l'envoy." & @CRLF & _
                "	The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were still at odds, being but three." & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	          Until the goose came out of door," & @CRLF & _
                "	Staying the odds by adding four." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	A good l'envoy, ending in the goose: would you" & @CRLF & _
                "	desire more?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	The boy hath sold him a bargain, a goose, that's flat." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir, your pennyworth is good, an your goose be fat." & @CRLF & _
                "	To sell a bargain well is as cunning as fast and loose:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me see; a fat l'envoy; ay, that's a fat goose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Come hither, come hither. How did this argument begin?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	By saying that a costard was broken in a shin." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then call'd you for the l'envoy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	True, and I for a plantain: thus came your" & @CRLF & _
                "	argument in;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then the boy's fat l'envoy, the goose that you bought;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he ended the market." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	But tell me; how was there a costard broken in a shin?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	I will tell you sensibly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Thou hast no feeling of it, Moth: I will speak that l'envoy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I Costard, running out, that was safely within," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fell over the threshold and broke my shin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	We will talk no more of this matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Till there be more matter in the shin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Sirrah Costard, I will enfranchise thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	O, marry me to one Frances: I smell some l'envoy," & @CRLF & _
                "	some goose, in this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	By my sweet soul, I mean setting thee at liberty," & @CRLF & _
                "	enfreedoming thy person; thou wert immured," & @CRLF & _
                "	restrained, captivated, bound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	True, true; and now you will be my purgation and let me loose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	I give thee thy liberty, set thee from durance; and," & @CRLF & _
                "	in lieu thereof, impose on thee nothing but this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	bear this significant" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Giving a letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		to the country maid Jaquenetta:" & @CRLF & _
                "	there is remuneration; for the best ward of mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	honour is rewarding my dependents. Moth, follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Like the sequel, I. Signior Costard, adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	My sweet ounce of man's flesh! my incony Jew!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit MOTH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now will I look to his remuneration. Remuneration!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, that's the Latin word for three farthings: three" & @CRLF & _
                "	farthings--remuneration.--'What's the price of this" & @CRLF & _
                "	inkle?'--'One penny.'--'No, I'll give you a" & @CRLF & _
                "	remuneration:' why, it carries it. Remuneration!" & @CRLF & _
                "	why, it is a fairer name than French crown. I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	never buy and sell out of this word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BIRON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	O, my good knave Costard! exceedingly well met." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Pray you, sir, how much carnation ribbon may a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	buy for a remuneration?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	What is a remuneration?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Marry, sir, halfpenny farthing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Why, then, three-farthing worth of silk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	I thank your worship: God be wi' you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Stay, slave; I must employ thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou wilt win my favour, good my knave," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do one thing for me that I shall entreat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	When would you have it done, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	This afternoon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Well, I will do it, sir: fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Thou knowest not what it is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	I shall know, sir, when I have done it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Why, villain, thou must know first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	I will come to your worship to-morrow morning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	It must be done this afternoon." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark, slave, it is but this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The princess comes to hunt here in the park," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in her train there is a gentle lady;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When tongues speak sweetly, then they name her name," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Rosaline they call her: ask for her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to her white hand see thou do commend" & @CRLF & _
                "	This seal'd-up counsel. There's thy guerdon; go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Giving him a shilling]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Gardon, O sweet gardon! better than remuneration," & @CRLF & _
                "	a'leven-pence farthing better: most sweet gardon! I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will do it sir, in print. Gardon! Remuneration!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	And I, forsooth, in love! I, that have been love's whip;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A very beadle to a humorous sigh;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A critic, nay, a night-watch constable;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A domineering pedant o'er the boy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than whom no mortal so magnificent!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This whimpled, whining, purblind, wayward boy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Regent of love-rhymes, lord of folded arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans," & @CRLF & _
                "	Liege of all loiterers and malcontents," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dread prince of plackets, king of codpieces," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sole imperator and great general" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of trotting 'paritors:--O my little heart:--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I to be a corporal of his field," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wear his colours like a tumbler's hoop!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, I! I love! I sue! I seek a wife!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A woman, that is like a German clock," & @CRLF & _
                "	Still a-repairing, ever out of frame," & @CRLF & _
                "	And never going aright, being a watch," & @CRLF & _
                "	But being watch'd that it may still go right!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, to be perjured, which is worst of all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, among three, to love the worst of all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A wightly wanton with a velvet brow," & @CRLF & _
                "	With two pitch-balls stuck in her face for eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, and by heaven, one that will do the deed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though Argus were her eunuch and her guard:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I to sigh for her! to watch for her!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To pray for her! Go to; it is a plague" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Cupid will impose for my neglect" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of his almighty dreadful little might." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, I will love, write, sigh, pray, sue and groan:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some men must love my lady and some Joan." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	LOVE'S LABOURS LOST" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the PRINCESS, and her train, a Forester," & @CRLF & _
                "	BOYET, ROSALINE, MARIA, and KATHARINE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Was that the king, that spurred his horse so hard" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the steep uprising of the hill?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	I know not; but I think it was not he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Whoe'er a' was, a' show'd a mounting mind." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, lords, to-day we shall have our dispatch:" & @CRLF & _
                "	On Saturday we will return to France." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, forester, my friend, where is the bush" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we must stand and play the murderer in?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Forester	Hereby, upon the edge of yonder coppice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A stand where you may make the fairest shoot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	I thank my beauty, I am fair that shoot," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thereupon thou speak'st the fairest shoot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Forester	Pardon me, madam, for I meant not so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	What, what? first praise me and again say no?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O short-lived pride! Not fair? alack for woe!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Forester	Yes, madam, fair." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	                  Nay, never paint me now:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where fair is not, praise cannot mend the brow." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, good my glass, take this for telling true:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fair payment for foul words is more than due." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Forester	Nothing but fair is that which you inherit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	See see, my beauty will be saved by merit!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O heresy in fair, fit for these days!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A giving hand, though foul, shall have fair praise." & @CRLF & _
                "	But come, the bow: now mercy goes to kill," & @CRLF & _
                "	And shooting well is then accounted ill." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus will I save my credit in the shoot:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not wounding, pity would not let me do't;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If wounding, then it was to show my skill," & @CRLF & _
                "	That more for praise than purpose meant to kill." & @CRLF & _
                "	And out of question so it is sometimes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Glory grows guilty of detested crimes," & @CRLF & _
                "	When, for fame's sake, for praise, an outward part," & @CRLF & _
                "	We bend to that the working of the heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I for praise alone now seek to spill" & @CRLF & _
                "	The poor deer's blood, that my heart means no ill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Do not curst wives hold that self-sovereignty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only for praise sake, when they strive to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords o'er their lords?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Only for praise: and praise we may afford" & @CRLF & _
                "	To any lady that subdues a lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Here comes a member of the commonwealth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter COSTARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	God dig-you-den all! Pray you, which is the head lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Thou shalt know her, fellow, by the rest that have no heads." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Which is the greatest lady, the highest?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	The thickest and the tallest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	The thickest and the tallest! it is so; truth is truth." & @CRLF & _
                "	An your waist, mistress, were as slender as my wit," & @CRLF & _
                "	One o' these maids' girdles for your waist should be fit." & @CRLF & _
                "	Are not you the chief woman? you are the thickest here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	What's your will, sir? what's your will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	I have a letter from Monsieur Biron to one Lady Rosaline." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	O, thy letter, thy letter! he's a good friend of mine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand aside, good bearer. Boyet, you can carve;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Break up this capon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	I am bound to serve." & @CRLF & _
                "	This letter is mistook, it importeth none here;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is writ to Jaquenetta." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	We will read it, I swear." & @CRLF & _
                "	Break the neck of the wax, and every one give ear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	'By heaven, that thou art fair, is most infallible;" & @CRLF & _
                "	true, that thou art beauteous; truth itself, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou art lovely. More fairer than fair, beautiful" & @CRLF & _
                "	than beauteous, truer than truth itself, have" & @CRLF & _
                "	commiseration on thy heroical vassal! The" & @CRLF & _
                "	magnanimous and most illustrate king Cophetua set" & @CRLF & _
                "	eye upon the pernicious and indubitate beggar" & @CRLF & _
                "	Zenelophon; and he it was that might rightly say," & @CRLF & _
                "	Veni, vidi, vici; which to annothanize in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	vulgar,--O base and obscure vulgar!--videlicet, He" & @CRLF & _
                "	came, saw, and overcame: he came, one; saw two;" & @CRLF & _
                "	overcame, three. Who came? the king: why did he" & @CRLF & _
                "	come? to see: why did he see? to overcome: to" & @CRLF & _
                "	whom came he? to the beggar: what saw he? the" & @CRLF & _
                "	beggar: who overcame he? the beggar. The" & @CRLF & _
                "	conclusion is victory: on whose side? the king's." & @CRLF & _
                "	The captive is enriched: on whose side? the" & @CRLF & _
                "	beggar's. The catastrophe is a nuptial: on whose" & @CRLF & _
                "	side? the king's: no, on both in one, or one in" & @CRLF & _
                "	both. I am the king; for so stands the comparison:" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou the beggar; for so witnesseth thy lowliness." & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I command thy love? I may: shall I enforce" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy love? I could: shall I entreat thy love? I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will. What shalt thou exchange for rags? robes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for tittles? titles; for thyself? me. Thus," & @CRLF & _
                "	expecting thy reply, I profane my lips on thy foot," & @CRLF & _
                "	my eyes on thy picture. and my heart on thy every" & @CRLF & _
                "	part. Thine, in the dearest design of industry," & @CRLF & _
                "		    DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus dost thou hear the Nemean lion roar" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Gainst thee, thou lamb, that standest as his prey." & @CRLF & _
                "	Submissive fall his princely feet before," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he from forage will incline to play:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if thou strive, poor soul, what art thou then?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Food for his rage, repasture for his den." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	What plume of feathers is he that indited this letter?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What vane? what weathercock? did you ever hear better?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	I am much deceived but I remember the style." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Else your memory is bad, going o'er it erewhile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	This Armado is a Spaniard, that keeps here in court;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A phantasime, a Monarcho, and one that makes sport" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the prince and his bookmates." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Thou fellow, a word:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who gave thee this letter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	I told you; my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	To whom shouldst thou give it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	From my lord to my lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	From which lord to which lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	From my lord Biron, a good master of mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	To a lady of France that he call'd Rosaline." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Thou hast mistaken his letter. Come, lords, away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To ROSALINE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, sweet, put up this: 'twill be thine another day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt PRINCESS and train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Who is the suitor? who is the suitor?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Shall I teach you to know?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Ay, my continent of beauty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Why, she that bears the bow." & @CRLF & _
                "	Finely put off!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	My lady goes to kill horns; but, if thou marry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hang me by the neck, if horns that year miscarry." & @CRLF & _
                "	Finely put on!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Well, then, I am the shooter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	And who is your deer?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	If we choose by the horns, yourself come not near." & @CRLF & _
                "	Finely put on, indeed!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	You still wrangle with her, Boyet, and she strikes" & @CRLF & _
                "	at the brow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	But she herself is hit lower: have I hit her now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Shall I come upon thee with an old saying, that was" & @CRLF & _
                "	a man when King Pepin of France was a little boy, as" & @CRLF & _
                "	touching the hit it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	So I may answer thee with one as old, that was a" & @CRLF & _
                "	woman when Queen Guinover of Britain was a little" & @CRLF & _
                "	wench, as touching the hit it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	          Thou canst not hit it, hit it, hit it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou canst not hit it, my good man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	          An I cannot, cannot, cannot," & @CRLF & _
                "	An I cannot, another can." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ROSALINE and KATHARINE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	By my troth, most pleasant: how both did fit it!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	A mark marvellous well shot, for they both did hit it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	A mark! O, mark but that mark! A mark, says my lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let the mark have a prick in't, to mete at, if it may be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Wide o' the bow hand! i' faith, your hand is out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Indeed, a' must shoot nearer, or he'll ne'er hit the clout." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	An if my hand be out, then belike your hand is in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Then will she get the upshoot by cleaving the pin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Come, come, you talk greasily; your lips grow foul." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	She's too hard for you at pricks, sir: challenge her to bowl." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	I fear too much rubbing. Good night, my good owl." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt BOYET and MARIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	By my soul, a swain! a most simple clown!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord, Lord, how the ladies and I have put him down!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O' my troth, most sweet jests! most incony" & @CRLF & _
                "	vulgar wit!" & @CRLF & _
                "	When it comes so smoothly off, so obscenely, as it" & @CRLF & _
                "	were, so fit." & @CRLF & _
                "	Armado o' th' one side,--O, a most dainty man!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see him walk before a lady and to bear her fan!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see him kiss his hand! and how most sweetly a'" & @CRLF & _
                "	will swear!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And his page o' t' other side, that handful of wit!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, heavens, it is a most pathetical nit!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sola, sola!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Shout within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit COSTARD, running]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	LOVE'S LABOURS LOST" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HOLOFERNES, SIR NATHANIEL, and DULL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR NATHANIEL	Very reverend sport, truly; and done in the testimony" & @CRLF & _
                "	of a good conscience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	The deer was, as you know, sanguis, in blood; ripe" & @CRLF & _
                "	as the pomewater, who now hangeth like a jewel in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the ear of caelo, the sky, the welkin, the heaven;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and anon falleth like a crab on the face of terra," & @CRLF & _
                "	the soil, the land, the earth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR NATHANIEL	Truly, Master Holofernes, the epithets are sweetly" & @CRLF & _
                "	varied, like a scholar at the least: but, sir, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	assure ye, it was a buck of the first head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Sir Nathaniel, haud credo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DULL	'Twas not a haud credo; 'twas a pricket." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Most barbarous intimation! yet a kind of" & @CRLF & _
                "	insinuation, as it were, in via, in way, of" & @CRLF & _
                "	explication; facere, as it were, replication, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	rather, ostentare, to show, as it were, his" & @CRLF & _
                "	inclination, after his undressed, unpolished," & @CRLF & _
                "	uneducated, unpruned, untrained, or rather," & @CRLF & _
                "	unlettered, or ratherest, unconfirmed fashion, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	insert again my haud credo for a deer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DULL	I said the deer was not a haud credo; twas a pricket." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Twice-sod simplicity, his coctus!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O thou monster Ignorance, how deformed dost thou look!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR NATHANIEL	Sir, he hath never fed of the dainties that are bred" & @CRLF & _
                "	in a book; he hath not eat paper, as it were; he" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath not drunk ink: his intellect is not" & @CRLF & _
                "	replenished; he is only an animal, only sensible in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the duller parts:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And such barren plants are set before us, that we" & @CRLF & _
                "	thankful should be," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which we of taste and feeling are, for those parts that" & @CRLF & _
                "	do fructify in us more than he." & @CRLF & _
                "	For as it would ill become me to be vain, indiscreet, or a fool," & @CRLF & _
                "	So were there a patch set on learning, to see him in a school:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But omne bene, say I; being of an old father's mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Many can brook the weather that love not the wind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DULL	You two are book-men: can you tell me by your wit" & @CRLF & _
                "	What was a month old at Cain's birth, that's not five" & @CRLF & _
                "	weeks old as yet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Dictynna, goodman Dull; Dictynna, goodman Dull." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DULL	What is Dictynna?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR NATHANIEL	A title to Phoebe, to Luna, to the moon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	The moon was a month old when Adam was no more," & @CRLF & _
                "	And raught not to five weeks when he came to" & @CRLF & _
                "	five-score." & @CRLF & _
                "	The allusion holds in the exchange." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DULL	'Tis true indeed; the collusion holds in the exchange." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	God comfort thy capacity! I say, the allusion holds" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the exchange." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DULL	And I say, the pollusion holds in the exchange; for" & @CRLF & _
                "	the moon is never but a month old: and I say beside" & @CRLF & _
                "	that, 'twas a pricket that the princess killed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Sir Nathaniel, will you hear an extemporal epitaph" & @CRLF & _
                "	on the death of the deer? And, to humour the" & @CRLF & _
                "	ignorant, call I the deer the princess killed a pricket." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR NATHANIEL	Perge, good Master Holofernes, perge; so it shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	please you to abrogate scurrility." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	I will something affect the letter, for it argues facility." & @CRLF & _
                "	The preyful princess pierced and prick'd a pretty" & @CRLF & _
                "	pleasing pricket;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some say a sore; but not a sore, till now made" & @CRLF & _
                "	sore with shooting." & @CRLF & _
                "	The dogs did yell: put L to sore, then sorel jumps" & @CRLF & _
                "	from thicket;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or pricket sore, or else sorel; the people fall a-hooting." & @CRLF & _
                "	If sore be sore, then L to sore makes fifty sores" & @CRLF & _
                "	one sorel." & @CRLF & _
                "	Of one sore I an hundred make by adding but one more L." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR NATHANIEL	A rare talent!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DULL	[Aside]  If a talent be a claw, look how he claws" & @CRLF & _
                "	him with a talent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	This is a gift that I have, simple, simple; a" & @CRLF & _
                "	foolish extravagant spirit, full of forms, figures," & @CRLF & _
                "	shapes, objects, ideas, apprehensions, motions," & @CRLF & _
                "	revolutions: these are begot in the ventricle of" & @CRLF & _
                "	memory, nourished in the womb of pia mater, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	delivered upon the mellowing of occasion. But the" & @CRLF & _
                "	gift is good in those in whom it is acute, and I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	thankful for it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR NATHANIEL	Sir, I praise the Lord for you; and so may my" & @CRLF & _
                "	parishioners; for their sons are well tutored by" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, and their daughters profit very greatly under" & @CRLF & _
                "	you: you are a good member of the commonwealth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Mehercle, if their sons be ingenuous, they shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	want no instruction; if their daughters be capable," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will put it to them: but vir sapit qui pauca" & @CRLF & _
                "	loquitur; a soul feminine saluteth us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JAQUENETTA and COSTARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUENETTA	God give you good morrow, master Parson." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Master Parson, quasi pers-on. An if one should be" & @CRLF & _
                "	pierced, which is the one?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Marry, master schoolmaster, he that is likest to a hogshead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Piercing a hogshead! a good lustre of conceit in a" & @CRLF & _
                "	tuft of earth; fire enough for a flint, pearl enough" & @CRLF & _
                "	for a swine: 'tis pretty; it is well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUENETTA	Good master Parson, be so good as read me this" & @CRLF & _
                "	letter: it was given me by Costard, and sent me" & @CRLF & _
                "	from Don Armado: I beseech you, read it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Fauste, precor gelida quando pecus omne sub umbra" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ruminat,--and so forth. Ah, good old Mantuan! I" & @CRLF & _
                "	may speak of thee as the traveller doth of Venice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Venetia, Venetia," & @CRLF & _
                "	Chi non ti vede non ti pretia." & @CRLF & _
                "	Old Mantuan, old Mantuan! who understandeth thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	not, loves thee not. Ut, re, sol, la, mi, fa." & @CRLF & _
                "	Under pardon, sir, what are the contents? or rather," & @CRLF & _
                "	as Horace says in his--What, my soul, verses?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR NATHANIEL	Ay, sir, and very learned." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Let me hear a staff, a stanze, a verse; lege, domine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR NATHANIEL	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	If love make me forsworn, how shall I swear to love?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, never faith could hold, if not to beauty vow'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though to myself forsworn, to thee I'll faithful prove:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those thoughts to me were oaks, to thee like" & @CRLF & _
                "	osiers bow'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Study his bias leaves and makes his book thine eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where all those pleasures live that art would" & @CRLF & _
                "	comprehend:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If knowledge be the mark, to know thee shall suffice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well learned is that tongue that well can thee commend," & @CRLF & _
                "	All ignorant that soul that sees thee without wonder;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is to me some praise that I thy parts admire:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy eye Jove's lightning bears, thy voice his dreadful thunder," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which not to anger bent, is music and sweet fire." & @CRLF & _
                "	Celestial as thou art, O, pardon, love, this wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "	That sings heaven's praise with such an earthly tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	You find not the apostraphas, and so miss the" & @CRLF & _
                "	accent: let me supervise the canzonet. Here are" & @CRLF & _
                "	only numbers ratified; but, for the elegancy," & @CRLF & _
                "	facility, and golden cadence of poesy, caret." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ovidius Naso was the man: and why, indeed, Naso," & @CRLF & _
                "	but for smelling out the odouriferous flowers of" & @CRLF & _
                "	fancy, the jerks of invention? Imitari is nothing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	so doth the hound his master, the ape his keeper," & @CRLF & _
                "	the tired horse his rider. But, damosella virgin," & @CRLF & _
                "	was this directed to you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUENETTA	Ay, sir, from one Monsieur Biron, one of the strange" & @CRLF & _
                "	queen's lords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	I will overglance the superscript: 'To the" & @CRLF & _
                "	snow-white hand of the most beauteous Lady" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rosaline.' I will look again on the intellect of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the letter, for the nomination of the party writing" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the person written unto: 'Your ladyship's in all" & @CRLF & _
                "	desired employment, BIRON.' Sir Nathaniel, this" & @CRLF & _
                "	Biron is one of the votaries with the king; and here" & @CRLF & _
                "	he hath framed a letter to a sequent of the stranger" & @CRLF & _
                "	queen's, which accidentally, or by the way of" & @CRLF & _
                "	progression, hath miscarried. Trip and go, my" & @CRLF & _
                "	sweet; deliver this paper into the royal hand of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	king: it may concern much. Stay not thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	compliment; I forgive thy duty; adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUENETTA	Good Costard, go with me. Sir, God save your life!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Have with thee, my girl." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt COSTARD and JAQUENETTA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR NATHANIEL	Sir, you have done this in the fear of God, very" & @CRLF & _
                "	religiously; and, as a certain father saith,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Sir tell me not of the father; I do fear colourable" & @CRLF & _
                "	colours. But to return to the verses: did they" & @CRLF & _
                "	please you, Sir Nathaniel?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR NATHANIEL	Marvellous well for the pen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	I do dine to-day at the father's of a certain pupil" & @CRLF & _
                "	of mine; where, if, before repast, it shall please" & @CRLF & _
                "	you to gratify the table with a grace, I will, on my" & @CRLF & _
                "	privilege I have with the parents of the foresaid" & @CRLF & _
                "	child or pupil, undertake your ben venuto; where I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will prove those verses to be very unlearned," & @CRLF & _
                "	neither savouring of poetry, wit, nor invention: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	beseech your society." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR NATHANIEL	And thank you too; for society, saith the text, is" & @CRLF & _
                "	the happiness of life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	And, certes, the text most infallibly concludes it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To DULL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir, I do invite you too; you shall not" & @CRLF & _
                "	say me nay: pauca verba. Away! the gentles are at" & @CRLF & _
                "	their game, and we will to our recreation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	LOVE'S LABOURS LOST" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BIRON, with a paper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	The king he is hunting the deer; I am coursing" & @CRLF & _
                "	myself: they have pitched a toil; I am toiling in" & @CRLF & _
                "	a pitch,--pitch that defiles: defile! a foul" & @CRLF & _
                "	word. Well, set thee down, sorrow! for so they say" & @CRLF & _
                "	the fool said, and so say I, and I the fool: well" & @CRLF & _
                "	proved, wit! By the Lord, this love is as mad as" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ajax: it kills sheep; it kills me, I a sheep:" & @CRLF & _
                "	well proved again o' my side! I will not love: if" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do, hang me; i' faith, I will not. O, but her" & @CRLF & _
                "	eye,--by this light, but for her eye, I would not" & @CRLF & _
                "	love her; yes, for her two eyes. Well, I do nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the world but lie, and lie in my throat. By" & @CRLF & _
                "	heaven, I do love: and it hath taught me to rhyme" & @CRLF & _
                "	and to be melancholy; and here is part of my rhyme," & @CRLF & _
                "	and here my melancholy. Well, she hath one o' my" & @CRLF & _
                "	sonnets already: the clown bore it, the fool sent" & @CRLF & _
                "	it, and the lady hath it: sweet clown, sweeter" & @CRLF & _
                "	fool, sweetest lady! By the world, I would not care" & @CRLF & _
                "	a pin, if the other three were in. Here comes one" & @CRLF & _
                "	with a paper: God give him grace to groan!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Stands aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FERDINAND, with a paper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Ay me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	[Aside]  Shot, by heaven! Proceed, sweet Cupid:" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou hast thumped him with thy bird-bolt under the" & @CRLF & _
                "	left pap. In faith, secrets!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	So sweet a kiss the golden sun gives not" & @CRLF & _
                "	To those fresh morning drops upon the rose," & @CRLF & _
                "	As thy eye-beams, when their fresh rays have smote" & @CRLF & _
                "	The night of dew that on my cheeks down flows:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor shines the silver moon one half so bright" & @CRLF & _
                "	Through the transparent bosom of the deep," & @CRLF & _
                "	As doth thy face through tears of mine give light;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shinest in every tear that I do weep:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No drop but as a coach doth carry thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So ridest thou triumphing in my woe." & @CRLF & _
                "	Do but behold the tears that swell in me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And they thy glory through my grief will show:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But do not love thyself; then thou wilt keep" & @CRLF & _
                "	My tears for glasses, and still make me weep." & @CRLF & _
                "	O queen of queens! how far dost thou excel," & @CRLF & _
                "	No thought can think, nor tongue of mortal tell." & @CRLF & _
                "	How shall she know my griefs? I'll drop the paper:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet leaves, shade folly. Who is he comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Steps aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, Longaville! and reading! listen, ear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Now, in thy likeness, one more fool appear!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LONGAVILLE, with a paper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	Ay me, I am forsworn!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Why, he comes in like a perjure, wearing papers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	In love, I hope: sweet fellowship in shame!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	One drunkard loves another of the name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	Am I the first that have been perjured so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	I could put thee in comfort. Not by two that I know:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou makest the triumviry, the corner-cap of society," & @CRLF & _
                "	The shape of Love's Tyburn that hangs up simplicity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	I fear these stubborn lines lack power to move:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O sweet Maria, empress of my love!" & @CRLF & _
                "	These numbers will I tear, and write in prose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	O, rhymes are guards on wanton Cupid's hose:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Disfigure not his slop." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	This same shall go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did not the heavenly rhetoric of thine eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Gainst whom the world cannot hold argument," & @CRLF & _
                "	Persuade my heart to this false perjury?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Vows for thee broke deserve not punishment." & @CRLF & _
                "	A woman I forswore; but I will prove," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou being a goddess, I forswore not thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My vow was earthly, thou a heavenly love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy grace being gain'd cures all disgrace in me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Vows are but breath, and breath a vapour is:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then thou, fair sun, which on my earth dost shine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Exhalest this vapour-vow; in thee it is:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If broken then, it is no fault of mine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If by me broke, what fool is not so wise" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lose an oath to win a paradise?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	This is the liver-vein, which makes flesh a deity," & @CRLF & _
                "	A green goose a goddess: pure, pure idolatry." & @CRLF & _
                "	God amend us, God amend! we are much out o' the way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	By whom shall I send this?--Company! stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Steps aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	All hid, all hid; an old infant play." & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a demigod here sit I in the sky." & @CRLF & _
                "	And wretched fools' secrets heedfully o'ereye." & @CRLF & _
                "	More sacks to the mill! O heavens, I have my wish!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUMAIN, with a paper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dumain transform'd! four woodcocks in a dish!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	O most divine Kate!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	O most profane coxcomb!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	By heaven, the wonder in a mortal eye!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	By earth, she is not, corporal, there you lie." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	Her amber hair for foul hath amber quoted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	An amber-colour'd raven was well noted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	As upright as the cedar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Stoop, I say;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her shoulder is with child." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	As fair as day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Ay, as some days; but then no sun must shine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	O that I had my wish!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	And I had mine!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	And I mine too, good Lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Amen, so I had mine: is not that a good word?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	I would forget her; but a fever she" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reigns in my blood and will remember'd be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	A fever in your blood! why, then incision" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would let her out in saucers: sweet misprision!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	Once more I'll read the ode that I have writ." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Once more I'll mark how love can vary wit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	On a day--alack the day!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Love, whose month is ever May," & @CRLF & _
                "	Spied a blossom passing fair" & @CRLF & _
                "	Playing in the wanton air:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Through the velvet leaves the wind," & @CRLF & _
                "	All unseen, can passage find;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That the lover, sick to death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wish himself the heaven's breath." & @CRLF & _
                "	Air, quoth he, thy cheeks may blow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Air, would I might triumph so!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, alack, my hand is sworn" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ne'er to pluck thee from thy thorn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Vow, alack, for youth unmeet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Youth so apt to pluck a sweet!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not call it sin in me," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I am forsworn for thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou for whom Jove would swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Juno but an Ethiope were;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And deny himself for Jove," & @CRLF & _
                "	Turning mortal for thy love." & @CRLF & _
                "	This will I send, and something else more plain," & @CRLF & _
                "	That shall express my true love's fasting pain." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, would the king, Biron, and Longaville," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were lovers too! Ill, to example ill," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would from my forehead wipe a perjured note;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For none offend where all alike do dote." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	[Advancing]  Dumain, thy love is far from charity." & @CRLF & _
                "	You may look pale, but I should blush, I know," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be o'erheard and taken napping so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	[Advancing]  Come, sir, you blush; as his your case is such;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You chide at him, offending twice as much;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You do not love Maria; Longaville" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did never sonnet for her sake compile," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor never lay his wreathed arms athwart" & @CRLF & _
                "	His loving bosom to keep down his heart." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have been closely shrouded in this bush" & @CRLF & _
                "	And mark'd you both and for you both did blush:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I heard your guilty rhymes, observed your fashion," & @CRLF & _
                "	Saw sighs reek from you, noted well your passion:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay me! says one; O Jove! the other cries;" & @CRLF & _
                "	One, her hairs were gold, crystal the other's eyes:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To LONGAVILLE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You would for paradise break faith, and troth;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To DUMAIN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Jove, for your love, would infringe an oath." & @CRLF & _
                "	What will Biron say when that he shall hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Faith so infringed, which such zeal did swear?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How will he scorn! how will he spend his wit!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How will he triumph, leap and laugh at it!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For all the wealth that ever I did see," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not have him know so much by me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Now step I forth to whip hypocrisy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Advancing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, good my liege, I pray thee, pardon me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good heart, what grace hast thou, thus to reprove" & @CRLF & _
                "	These worms for loving, that art most in love?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your eyes do make no coaches; in your tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no certain princess that appears;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You'll not be perjured, 'tis a hateful thing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tush, none but minstrels like of sonneting!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But are you not ashamed? nay, are you not," & @CRLF & _
                "	All three of you, to be thus much o'ershot?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You found his mote; the king your mote did see;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I a beam do find in each of three." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, what a scene of foolery have I seen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of sighs, of groans, of sorrow and of teen!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O me, with what strict patience have I sat," & @CRLF & _
                "	To see a king transformed to a gnat!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see great Hercules whipping a gig," & @CRLF & _
                "	And profound Solomon to tune a jig," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Nestor play at push-pin with the boys," & @CRLF & _
                "	And critic Timon laugh at idle toys!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where lies thy grief, O, tell me, good Dumain?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And gentle Longaville, where lies thy pain?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And where my liege's? all about the breast:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A caudle, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	                  Too bitter is thy jest." & @CRLF & _
                "	Are we betray'd thus to thy over-view?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Not you to me, but I betray'd by you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I, that am honest; I, that hold it sin" & @CRLF & _
                "	To break the vow I am engaged in;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am betray'd, by keeping company" & @CRLF & _
                "	With men like men of inconstancy." & @CRLF & _
                "	When shall you see me write a thing in rhyme?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or groan for love? or spend a minute's time" & @CRLF & _
                "	In pruning me? When shall you hear that I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will praise a hand, a foot, a face, an eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	A gait, a state, a brow, a breast, a waist," & @CRLF & _
                "	A leg, a limb?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	                  Soft! whither away so fast?" & @CRLF & _
                "	A true man or a thief that gallops so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	I post from love: good lover, let me go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JAQUENETTA and COSTARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUENETTA	God bless the king!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	What present hast thou there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Some certain treason." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	What makes treason here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Nay, it makes nothing, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	If it mar nothing neither," & @CRLF & _
                "	The treason and you go in peace away together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUENETTA	I beseech your grace, let this letter be read:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our parson misdoubts it; 'twas treason, he said." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Biron, read it over." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Giving him the paper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where hadst thou it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JAQUENETTA	Of Costard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Where hadst thou it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Of Dun Adramadio, Dun Adramadio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[BIRON tears the letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	How now! what is in you? why dost thou tear it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	A toy, my liege, a toy: your grace needs not fear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	It did move him to passion, and therefore let's hear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	It is Biron's writing, and here is his name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Gathering up the pieces]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	[To COSTARD]  Ah, you whoreson loggerhead! you were" & @CRLF & _
                "	born to do me shame." & @CRLF & _
                "	Guilty, my lord, guilty! I confess, I confess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	What?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	That you three fools lack'd me fool to make up the mess:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He, he, and you, and you, my liege, and I," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are pick-purses in love, and we deserve to die." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, dismiss this audience, and I shall tell you more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	Now the number is even." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	True, true; we are four." & @CRLF & _
                "	Will these turtles be gone?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Hence, sirs; away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Walk aside the true folk, and let the traitors stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt COSTARD and JAQUENETTA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Sweet lords, sweet lovers, O, let us embrace!" & @CRLF & _
                "	As true we are as flesh and blood can be:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sea will ebb and flow, heaven show his face;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Young blood doth not obey an old decree:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We cannot cross the cause why we were born;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore of all hands must we be forsworn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	What, did these rent lines show some love of thine?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Did they, quoth you? Who sees the heavenly Rosaline," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, like a rude and savage man of Inde," & @CRLF & _
                "	At the first opening of the gorgeous east," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bows not his vassal head and strucken blind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Kisses the base ground with obedient breast?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What peremptory eagle-sighted eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dares look upon the heaven of her brow," & @CRLF & _
                "	That is not blinded by her majesty?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	   What zeal, what fury hath inspired thee now?" & @CRLF & _
                "	My love, her mistress, is a gracious moon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She an attending star, scarce seen a light." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	My eyes are then no eyes, nor I Biron:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, but for my love, day would turn to night!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all complexions the cull'd sovereignty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do meet, as at a fair, in her fair cheek," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where several worthies make one dignity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where nothing wants that want itself doth seek." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lend me the flourish of all gentle tongues,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fie, painted rhetoric! O, she needs it not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To things of sale a seller's praise belongs," & @CRLF & _
                "	She passes praise; then praise too short doth blot." & @CRLF & _
                "	A wither'd hermit, five-score winters worn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Might shake off fifty, looking in her eye:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beauty doth varnish age, as if new-born," & @CRLF & _
                "	And gives the crutch the cradle's infancy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, 'tis the sun that maketh all things shine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	   By heaven, thy love is black as ebony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Is ebony like her? O wood divine!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A wife of such wood were felicity." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, who can give an oath? where is a book?" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I may swear beauty doth beauty lack," & @CRLF & _
                "	If that she learn not of her eye to look:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No face is fair that is not full so black." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	O paradox! Black is the badge of hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	The hue of dungeons and the suit of night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And beauty's crest becomes the heavens well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	   Devils soonest tempt, resembling spirits of light." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, if in black my lady's brows be deck'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	It mourns that painting and usurping hair" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should ravish doters with a false aspect;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore is she born to make black fair." & @CRLF & _
                "	Her favour turns the fashion of the days," & @CRLF & _
                "	For native blood is counted painting now;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore red, that would avoid dispraise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Paints itself black, to imitate her brow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	To look like her are chimney-sweepers black." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	   And since her time are colliers counted bright." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	And Ethiopes of their sweet complexion crack." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	   Dark needs no candles now, for dark is light." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Your mistresses dare never come in rain," & @CRLF & _
                "	For fear their colours should be wash'd away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	'Twere good, yours did; for, sir, to tell you plain," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll find a fairer face not wash'd to-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	I'll prove her fair, or talk till doomsday here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	   No devil will fright thee then so much as she." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	I never knew man hold vile stuff so dear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	   Look, here's thy love: my foot and her face see." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	O, if the streets were paved with thine eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her feet were much too dainty for such tread!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	O, vile! then, as she goes, what upward lies" & @CRLF & _
                "	The street should see as she walk'd overhead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	But what of this? are we not all in love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	   Nothing so sure; and thereby all forsworn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Then leave this chat; and, good Biron, now prove" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our loving lawful, and our faith not torn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	Ay, marry, there; some flattery for this evil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	   O, some authority how to proceed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some tricks, some quillets, how to cheat the devil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	Some salve for perjury." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	'Tis more than need." & @CRLF & _
                "	Have at you, then, affection's men at arms." & @CRLF & _
                "	Consider what you first did swear unto," & @CRLF & _
                "	To fast, to study, and to see no woman;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Flat treason 'gainst the kingly state of youth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Say, can you fast? your stomachs are too young;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And abstinence engenders maladies." & @CRLF & _
                "	And where that you have vow'd to study, lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	In that each of you have forsworn his book," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can you still dream and pore and thereon look?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For when would you, my lord, or you, or you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have found the ground of study's excellence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without the beauty of a woman's face?" & @CRLF & _
                "	[From women's eyes this doctrine I derive;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are the ground, the books, the academes" & @CRLF & _
                "	From whence doth spring the true Promethean fire]" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, universal plodding poisons up" & @CRLF & _
                "	The nimble spirits in the arteries," & @CRLF & _
                "	As motion and long-during action tires" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sinewy vigour of the traveller." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, for not looking on a woman's face," & @CRLF & _
                "	You have in that forsworn the use of eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	And study too, the causer of your vow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For where is any author in the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Teaches such beauty as a woman's eye?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Learning is but an adjunct to ourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	And where we are our learning likewise is:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then when ourselves we see in ladies' eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do we not likewise see our learning there?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, we have made a vow to study, lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in that vow we have forsworn our books." & @CRLF & _
                "	For when would you, my liege, or you, or you," & @CRLF & _
                "	In leaden contemplation have found out" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such fiery numbers as the prompting eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of beauty's tutors have enrich'd you with?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Other slow arts entirely keep the brain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore, finding barren practisers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Scarce show a harvest of their heavy toil:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But love, first learned in a lady's eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lives not alone immured in the brain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, with the motion of all elements," & @CRLF & _
                "	Courses as swift as thought in every power," & @CRLF & _
                "	And gives to every power a double power," & @CRLF & _
                "	Above their functions and their offices." & @CRLF & _
                "	It adds a precious seeing to the eye;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A lover's eyes will gaze an eagle blind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A lover's ear will hear the lowest sound," & @CRLF & _
                "	When the suspicious head of theft is stopp'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Love's feeling is more soft and sensible" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than are the tender horns of cockl'd snails;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Love's tongue proves dainty Bacchus gross in taste:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For valour, is not Love a Hercules," & @CRLF & _
                "	Still climbing trees in the Hesperides?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Subtle as Sphinx; as sweet and musical" & @CRLF & _
                "	As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when Love speaks, the voice of all the gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony." & @CRLF & _
                "	Never durst poet touch a pen to write" & @CRLF & _
                "	Until his ink were temper'd with Love's sighs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, then his lines would ravish savage ears" & @CRLF & _
                "	And plant in tyrants mild humility." & @CRLF & _
                "	From women's eyes this doctrine I derive:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They sparkle still the right Promethean fire;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are the books, the arts, the academes," & @CRLF & _
                "	That show, contain and nourish all the world:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Else none at all in ought proves excellent." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then fools you were these women to forswear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or keeping what is sworn, you will prove fools." & @CRLF & _
                "	For wisdom's sake, a word that all men love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or for love's sake, a word that loves all men," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or for men's sake, the authors of these women," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or women's sake, by whom we men are men," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us once lose our oaths to find ourselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else we lose ourselves to keep our oaths." & @CRLF & _
                "	It is religion to be thus forsworn," & @CRLF & _
                "	For charity itself fulfills the law," & @CRLF & _
                "	And who can sever love from charity?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Saint Cupid, then! and, soldiers, to the field!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Advance your standards, and upon them, lords;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pell-mell, down with them! but be first advised," & @CRLF & _
                "	In conflict that you get the sun of them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	Now to plain-dealing; lay these glozes by:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall we resolve to woo these girls of France?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	And win them too: therefore let us devise" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some entertainment for them in their tents." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	First, from the park let us conduct them thither;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then homeward every man attach the hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of his fair mistress: in the afternoon" & @CRLF & _
                "	We will with some strange pastime solace them," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such as the shortness of the time can shape;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For revels, dances, masks and merry hours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forerun fair Love, strewing her way with flowers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Away, away! no time shall be omitted" & @CRLF & _
                "	That will betime, and may by us be fitted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Allons! allons! Sow'd cockle reap'd no corn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And justice always whirls in equal measure:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Light wenches may prove plagues to men forsworn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If so, our copper buys no better treasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	LOVE'S LABOURS LOST" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HOLOFERNES, SIR NATHANIEL, and DULL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Satis quod sufficit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR NATHANIEL	I praise God for you, sir: your reasons at dinner" & @CRLF & _
                "	have been sharp and sententious; pleasant without" & @CRLF & _
                "	scurrility, witty without affection, audacious without" & @CRLF & _
                "	impudency, learned without opinion, and strange with-" & @CRLF & _
                "	out heresy. I did converse this quondam day with" & @CRLF & _
                "	a companion of the king's, who is intituled, nomi-" & @CRLF & _
                "	nated, or called, Don Adriano de Armado." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Novi hominem tanquam te: his humour is lofty, his" & @CRLF & _
                "	discourse peremptory, his tongue filed, his eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	ambitious, his gait majestical, and his general" & @CRLF & _
                "	behavior vain, ridiculous, and thrasonical. He is" & @CRLF & _
                "	too picked, too spruce, too affected, too odd, as it" & @CRLF & _
                "	were, too peregrinate, as I may call it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR NATHANIEL	A most singular and choice epithet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Draws out his table-book]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer" & @CRLF & _
                "	than the staple of his argument. I abhor such" & @CRLF & _
                "	fanatical phantasimes, such insociable and" & @CRLF & _
                "	point-devise companions; such rackers of" & @CRLF & _
                "	orthography, as to speak dout, fine, when he should" & @CRLF & _
                "	say doubt; det, when he should pronounce debt,--d," & @CRLF & _
                "	e, b, t, not d, e, t: he clepeth a calf, cauf;" & @CRLF & _
                "	half, hauf; neighbour vocatur nebor; neigh" & @CRLF & _
                "	abbreviated ne. This is abhominable,--which he" & @CRLF & _
                "	would call abbominable: it insinuateth me of" & @CRLF & _
                "	insanie: anne intelligis, domine? to make frantic, lunatic." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR NATHANIEL	Laus Deo, bene intelligo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Bon, bon, fort bon, Priscian! a little scratch'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	'twill serve." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR NATHANIEL	Videsne quis venit?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Video, et gaudeo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO, MOTH, and COSTARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Chirrah!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To MOTH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Quare chirrah, not sirrah?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Men of peace, well encountered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Most military sir, salutation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	[Aside to COSTARD]  They have been at a great feast" & @CRLF & _
                "	of languages, and stolen the scraps." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	O, they have lived long on the alms-basket of words." & @CRLF & _
                "	I marvel thy master hath not eaten thee for a word;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for thou art not so long by the head as" & @CRLF & _
                "	honorificabilitudinitatibus: thou art easier" & @CRLF & _
                "	swallowed than a flap-dragon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Peace! the peal begins." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	[To HOLOFERNES]  Monsieur, are you not lettered?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Yes, yes; he teaches boys the hornbook. What is a," & @CRLF & _
                "	b, spelt backward, with the horn on his head?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Ba, pueritia, with a horn added." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Ba, most silly sheep with a horn. You hear his learning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Quis, quis, thou consonant?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	The third of the five vowels, if you repeat them; or" & @CRLF & _
                "	the fifth, if I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	I will repeat them,--a, e, i,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	The sheep: the other two concludes it,--o, u." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Now, by the salt wave of the Mediterraneum, a sweet" & @CRLF & _
                "	touch, a quick venue of wit! snip, snap, quick and" & @CRLF & _
                "	home! it rejoiceth my intellect: true wit!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Offered by a child to an old man; which is wit-old." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	What is the figure? what is the figure?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Horns." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Thou disputest like an infant: go, whip thy gig." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Lend me your horn to make one, and I will whip about" & @CRLF & _
                "	your infamy circum circa,--a gig of a cuckold's horn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	An I had but one penny in the world, thou shouldst" & @CRLF & _
                "	have it to buy gingerbread: hold, there is the very" & @CRLF & _
                "	remuneration I had of thy master, thou halfpenny" & @CRLF & _
                "	purse of wit, thou pigeon-egg of discretion. O, an" & @CRLF & _
                "	the heavens were so pleased that thou wert but my" & @CRLF & _
                "	bastard, what a joyful father wouldst thou make me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go to; thou hast it ad dunghill, at the fingers'" & @CRLF & _
                "	ends, as they say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	O, I smell false Latin; dunghill for unguem." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Arts-man, preambulate, we will be singled from the" & @CRLF & _
                "	barbarous. Do you not educate youth at the" & @CRLF & _
                "	charge-house on the top of the mountain?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Or mons, the hill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	At your sweet pleasure, for the mountain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	I do, sans question." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Sir, it is the king's most sweet pleasure and" & @CRLF & _
                "	affection to congratulate the princess at her" & @CRLF & _
                "	pavilion in the posteriors of this day, which the" & @CRLF & _
                "	rude multitude call the afternoon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	The posterior of the day, most generous sir, is" & @CRLF & _
                "	liable, congruent and measurable for the afternoon:" & @CRLF & _
                "	the word is well culled, chose, sweet and apt, I do" & @CRLF & _
                "	assure you, sir, I do assure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Sir, the king is a noble gentleman, and my familiar," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do assure ye, very good friend: for what is" & @CRLF & _
                "	inward between us, let it pass. I do beseech thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	remember thy courtesy; I beseech thee, apparel thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	head: and among other important and most serious" & @CRLF & _
                "	designs, and of great import indeed, too, but let" & @CRLF & _
                "	that pass: for I must tell thee, it will please his" & @CRLF & _
                "	grace, by the world, sometime to lean upon my poor" & @CRLF & _
                "	shoulder, and with his royal finger, thus, dally" & @CRLF & _
                "	with my excrement, with my mustachio; but, sweet" & @CRLF & _
                "	heart, let that pass. By the world, I recount no" & @CRLF & _
                "	fable: some certain special honours it pleaseth his" & @CRLF & _
                "	greatness to impart to Armado, a soldier, a man of" & @CRLF & _
                "	travel, that hath seen the world; but let that pass." & @CRLF & _
                "	The very all of all is,--but, sweet heart, I do" & @CRLF & _
                "	implore secrecy,--that the king would have me" & @CRLF & _
                "	present the princess, sweet chuck, with some" & @CRLF & _
                "	delightful ostentation, or show, or pageant, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	antique, or firework. Now, understanding that the" & @CRLF & _
                "	curate and your sweet self are good at such" & @CRLF & _
                "	eruptions and sudden breaking out of mirth, as it" & @CRLF & _
                "	were, I have acquainted you withal, to the end to" & @CRLF & _
                "	crave your assistance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Sir, you shall present before her the Nine Worthies." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir, as concerning some entertainment of time, some" & @CRLF & _
                "	show in the posterior of this day, to be rendered by" & @CRLF & _
                "	our assistants, at the king's command, and this most" & @CRLF & _
                "	gallant, illustrate, and learned gentleman, before" & @CRLF & _
                "	the princess; I say none so fit as to present the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nine Worthies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR NATHANIEL	Where will you find men worthy enough to present them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Joshua, yourself; myself and this gallant gentleman," & @CRLF & _
                "	Judas Maccabaeus; this swain, because of his great" & @CRLF & _
                "	limb or joint, shall pass Pompey the Great; the" & @CRLF & _
                "	page, Hercules,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Pardon, sir; error: he is not quantity enough for" & @CRLF & _
                "	that Worthy's thumb: he is not so big as the end of his club." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Shall I have audience? he shall present Hercules in" & @CRLF & _
                "	minority: his enter and exit shall be strangling a" & @CRLF & _
                "	snake; and I will have an apology for that purpose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	An excellent device! so, if any of the audience" & @CRLF & _
                "	hiss, you may cry 'Well done, Hercules! now thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	crushest the snake!' that is the way to make an" & @CRLF & _
                "	offence gracious, though few have the grace to do it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	For the rest of the Worthies?--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	I will play three myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Thrice-worthy gentleman!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Shall I tell you a thing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	We attend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	We will have, if this fadge not, an antique. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	beseech you, follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Via, goodman Dull! thou hast spoken no word all this while." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DULL	Nor understood none neither, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Allons! we will employ thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DULL	I'll make one in a dance, or so; or I will play" & @CRLF & _
                "	On the tabour to the Worthies, and let them dance the hay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Most dull, honest Dull! To our sport, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	LOVE'S LABOURS LOST" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the PRINCESS, KATHARINE, ROSALINE, and MARIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Sweet hearts, we shall be rich ere we depart," & @CRLF & _
                "	If fairings come thus plentifully in:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A lady wall'd about with diamonds!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look you what I have from the loving king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Madame, came nothing else along with that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Nothing but this! yes, as much love in rhyme" & @CRLF & _
                "	As would be cramm'd up in a sheet of paper," & @CRLF & _
                "	Writ o' both sides the leaf, margent and all," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he was fain to seal on Cupid's name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	That was the way to make his godhead wax," & @CRLF & _
                "	For he hath been five thousand years a boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Ay, and a shrewd unhappy gallows too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	You'll ne'er be friends with him; a' kill'd your sister." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	He made her melancholy, sad, and heavy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so she died: had she been light, like you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of such a merry, nimble, stirring spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	She might ha' been a grandam ere she died:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so may you; for a light heart lives long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	What's your dark meaning, mouse, of this light word?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	A light condition in a beauty dark." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	We need more light to find your meaning out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	You'll mar the light by taking it in snuff;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore I'll darkly end the argument." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Look what you do, you do it still i' the dark." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	So do not you, for you are a light wench." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Indeed I weigh not you, and therefore light." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	You weigh me not? O, that's you care not for me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Great reason; for 'past cure is still past care.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Well bandied both; a set of wit well play'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	But Rosaline, you have a favour too:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who sent it? and what is it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	I would you knew:" & @CRLF & _
                "	An if my face were but as fair as yours," & @CRLF & _
                "	My favour were as great; be witness this." & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, I have verses too, I thank Biron:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The numbers true; and, were the numbering too," & @CRLF & _
                "	I were the fairest goddess on the ground:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am compared to twenty thousand fairs." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, he hath drawn my picture in his letter!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Any thing like?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Much in the letters; nothing in the praise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Beauteous as ink; a good conclusion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Fair as a text B in a copy-book." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	'Ware pencils, ho! let me not die your debtor," & @CRLF & _
                "	My red dominical, my golden letter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, that your face were not so full of O's!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	A pox of that jest! and I beshrew all shrows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	But, Katharine, what was sent to you from fair Dumain?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Madam, this glove." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	                  Did he not send you twain?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Yes, madam, and moreover" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some thousand verses of a faithful lover," & @CRLF & _
                "	A huge translation of hypocrisy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Vilely compiled, profound simplicity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	This and these pearls to me sent Longaville:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The letter is too long by half a mile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	I think no less. Dost thou not wish in heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	The chain were longer and the letter short?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Ay, or I would these hands might never part." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	We are wise girls to mock our lovers so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	They are worse fools to purchase mocking so." & @CRLF & _
                "	That same Biron I'll torture ere I go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O that I knew he were but in by the week!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How I would make him fawn and beg and seek" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wait the season and observe the times" & @CRLF & _
                "	And spend his prodigal wits in bootless rhymes" & @CRLF & _
                "	And shape his service wholly to my hests" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make him proud to make me proud that jests!" & @CRLF & _
                "	So perttaunt-like would I o'ersway his state" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he should be my fool and I his fate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	None are so surely caught, when they are catch'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	As wit turn'd fool: folly, in wisdom hatch'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath wisdom's warrant and the help of school" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wit's own grace to grace a learned fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	The blood of youth burns not with such excess" & @CRLF & _
                "	As gravity's revolt to wantonness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Folly in fools bears not so strong a note" & @CRLF & _
                "	As foolery in the wise, when wit doth dote;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since all the power thereof it doth apply" & @CRLF & _
                "	To prove, by wit, worth in simplicity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Here comes Boyet, and mirth is in his face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BOYET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	O, I am stabb'd with laughter! Where's her grace?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Thy news Boyet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	                  Prepare, madam, prepare!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Arm, wenches, arm! encounters mounted are" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against your peace: Love doth approach disguised," & @CRLF & _
                "	Armed in arguments; you'll be surprised:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Muster your wits; stand in your own defence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or hide your heads like cowards, and fly hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Saint Denis to Saint Cupid! What are they" & @CRLF & _
                "	That charge their breath against us? say, scout, say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Under the cool shade of a sycamore" & @CRLF & _
                "	I thought to close mine eyes some half an hour;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When, lo! to interrupt my purposed rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Toward that shade I might behold addrest" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king and his companions: warily" & @CRLF & _
                "	I stole into a neighbour thicket by," & @CRLF & _
                "	And overheard what you shall overhear," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, by and by, disguised they will be here." & @CRLF & _
                "	Their herald is a pretty knavish page," & @CRLF & _
                "	That well by heart hath conn'd his embassage:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Action and accent did they teach him there;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Thus must thou speak,' and 'thus thy body bear:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ever and anon they made a doubt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Presence majestical would put him out," & @CRLF & _
                "	'For,' quoth the king, 'an angel shalt thou see;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet fear not thou, but speak audaciously.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	The boy replied, 'An angel is not evil;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I should have fear'd her had she been a devil.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	With that, all laugh'd and clapp'd him on the shoulder," & @CRLF & _
                "	Making the bold wag by their praises bolder:" & @CRLF & _
                "	One rubb'd his elbow thus, and fleer'd and swore" & @CRLF & _
                "	A better speech was never spoke before;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Another, with his finger and his thumb," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cried, 'Via! we will do't, come what will come;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	The third he caper'd, and cried, 'All goes well;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fourth turn'd on the toe, and down he fell." & @CRLF & _
                "	With that, they all did tumble on the ground," & @CRLF & _
                "	With such a zealous laughter, so profound," & @CRLF & _
                "	That in this spleen ridiculous appears," & @CRLF & _
                "	To cheque their folly, passion's solemn tears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	But what, but what, come they to visit us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	They do, they do: and are apparell'd thus." & @CRLF & _
                "	Like Muscovites or Russians, as I guess." & @CRLF & _
                "	Their purpose is to parle, to court and dance;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And every one his love-feat will advance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto his several mistress, which they'll know" & @CRLF & _
                "	By favours several which they did bestow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	And will they so? the gallants shall be task'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, ladies, we shall every one be mask'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not a man of them shall have the grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Despite of suit, to see a lady's face." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold, Rosaline, this favour thou shalt wear," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then the king will court thee for his dear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold, take thou this, my sweet, and give me thine," & @CRLF & _
                "	So shall Biron take me for Rosaline." & @CRLF & _
                "	And change your favours too; so shall your loves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Woo contrary, deceived by these removes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Come on, then; wear the favours most in sight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	But in this changing what is your intent?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	The effect of my intent is to cross theirs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They do it but in mocking merriment;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And mock for mock is only my intent." & @CRLF & _
                "	Their several counsels they unbosom shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	To loves mistook, and so be mock'd withal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the next occasion that we meet," & @CRLF & _
                "	With visages displayed, to talk and greet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	But shall we dance, if they desire to't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	No, to the death, we will not move a foot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor to their penn'd speech render we no grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	But while 'tis spoke each turn away her face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Why, that contempt will kill the speaker's heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	And quite divorce his memory from his part." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Therefore I do it; and I make no doubt" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rest will ne'er come in, if he be out" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's no such sport as sport by sport o'erthrown," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make theirs ours and ours none but our own:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So shall we stay, mocking intended game," & @CRLF & _
                "	And they, well mock'd, depart away with shame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpets sound within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	The trumpet sounds: be mask'd; the maskers come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Ladies mask]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Blackamoors with music; MOTH; FERDINAND," & @CRLF & _
                "	BIRON, LONGAVILLE, and DUMAIN, in Russian habits," & @CRLF & _
                "	and masked]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	All hail, the richest beauties on the earth!--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Beauties no richer than rich taffeta." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	A holy parcel of the fairest dames." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Ladies turn their backs to him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever turn'd their--backs--to mortal views!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	[Aside to MOTH]  Their eyes, villain, their eyes!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	That ever turn'd their eyes to mortal views!--Out--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	True; out indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Out of your favours, heavenly spirits, vouchsafe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not to behold--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	[Aside to MOTH]  Once to behold, rogue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Once to behold with your sun-beamed eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	--with your sun-beamed eyes--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	They will not answer to that epithet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You were best call it 'daughter-beamed eyes.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	They do not mark me, and that brings me out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Is this your perfectness? be gone, you rogue!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit MOTH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	What would these strangers? know their minds, Boyet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If they do speak our language, 'tis our will:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That some plain man recount their purposes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Know what they would." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	What would you with the princess?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Nothing but peace and gentle visitation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	What would they, say they?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Nothing but peace and gentle visitation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Why, that they have; and bid them so be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	She says, you have it, and you may be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Say to her, we have measured many miles" & @CRLF & _
                "	To tread a measure with her on this grass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	They say, that they have measured many a mile" & @CRLF & _
                "	To tread a measure with you on this grass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	It is not so. Ask them how many inches" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is in one mile: if they have measured many," & @CRLF & _
                "	The measure then of one is easily told." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	If to come hither you have measured miles," & @CRLF & _
                "	And many miles, the princess bids you tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	How many inches doth fill up one mile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Tell her, we measure them by weary steps." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	She hears herself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	                  How many weary steps," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of many weary miles you have o'ergone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are number'd in the travel of one mile?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	We number nothing that we spend for you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our duty is so rich, so infinite," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we may do it still without accompt." & @CRLF & _
                "	Vouchsafe to show the sunshine of your face," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we, like savages, may worship it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	My face is but a moon, and clouded too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Blessed are clouds, to do as such clouds do!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Vouchsafe, bright moon, and these thy stars, to shine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Those clouds removed, upon our watery eyne." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	O vain petitioner! beg a greater matter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou now request'st but moonshine in the water." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Then, in our measure do but vouchsafe one change." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou bid'st me beg: this begging is not strange." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Play, music, then! Nay, you must do it soon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music plays]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not yet! no dance! Thus change I like the moon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Will you not dance? How come you thus estranged?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	You took the moon at full, but now she's changed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Yet still she is the moon, and I the man." & @CRLF & _
                "	The music plays; vouchsafe some motion to it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Our ears vouchsafe it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	But your legs should do it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Since you are strangers and come here by chance," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll not be nice: take hands. We will not dance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Why take we hands, then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Only to part friends:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Curtsy, sweet hearts; and so the measure ends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	More measure of this measure; be not nice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	We can afford no more at such a price." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Prize you yourselves: what buys your company?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Your absence only." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	                  That can never be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Then cannot we be bought: and so, adieu;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Twice to your visor, and half once to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	If you deny to dance, let's hold more chat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	In private, then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	                  I am best pleased with that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They converse apart]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	White-handed mistress, one sweet word with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Honey, and milk, and sugar; there is three." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Nay then, two treys, and if you grow so nice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Metheglin, wort, and malmsey: well run, dice!" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's half-a-dozen sweets." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Seventh sweet, adieu:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since you can cog, I'll play no more with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	One word in secret." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Let it not be sweet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Thou grievest my gall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Gall! bitter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Therefore meet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They converse apart]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	Will you vouchsafe with me to change a word?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Name it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	       Fair lady,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Say you so? Fair lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take that for your fair lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	Please it you," & @CRLF & _
                "	As much in private, and I'll bid adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They converse apart]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	What, was your vizard made without a tongue?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	I know the reason, lady, why you ask." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	O for your reason! quickly, sir; I long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	You have a double tongue within your mask," & @CRLF & _
                "	And would afford my speechless vizard half." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Veal, quoth the Dutchman. Is not 'veal' a calf?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	A calf, fair lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	                  No, a fair lord calf." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	Let's part the word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	No, I'll not be your half" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take all, and wean it; it may prove an ox." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	Look, how you butt yourself in these sharp mocks!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you give horns, chaste lady? do not so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Then die a calf, before your horns do grow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	One word in private with you, ere I die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Bleat softly then; the butcher hears you cry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They converse apart]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	The tongues of mocking wenches are as keen" & @CRLF & _
                "	As is the razor's edge invisible," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cutting a smaller hair than may be seen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Above the sense of sense; so sensible" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seemeth their conference; their conceits have wings" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fleeter than arrows, bullets, wind, thought, swifter things." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Not one word more, my maids; break off, break off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	By heaven, all dry-beaten with pure scoff!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Farewell, mad wenches; you have simple wits." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Twenty adieus, my frozen Muscovits." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt FERDINAND, Lords, and Blackamoors]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are these the breed of wits so wonder'd at?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Tapers they are, with your sweet breaths puff'd out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Well-liking wits they have; gross, gross; fat, fat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	O poverty in wit, kingly-poor flout!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will they not, think you, hang themselves tonight?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or ever, but in vizards, show their faces?" & @CRLF & _
                "	This pert Biron was out of countenance quite." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	O, they were all in lamentable cases!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king was weeping-ripe for a good word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Biron did swear himself out of all suit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Dumain was at my service, and his sword:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No point, quoth I; my servant straight was mute." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Lord Longaville said, I came o'er his heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And trow you what he called me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Qualm, perhaps." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Yes, in good faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Go, sickness as thou art!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Well, better wits have worn plain statute-caps." & @CRLF & _
                "	But will you hear? the king is my love sworn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	And quick Biron hath plighted faith to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	And Longaville was for my service born." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Dumain is mine, as sure as bark on tree." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Madam, and pretty mistresses, give ear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Immediately they will again be here" & @CRLF & _
                "	In their own shapes; for it can never be" & @CRLF & _
                "	They will digest this harsh indignity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Will they return?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	                  They will, they will, God knows," & @CRLF & _
                "	And leap for joy, though they are lame with blows:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore change favours; and, when they repair," & @CRLF & _
                "	Blow like sweet roses in this summer air." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	How blow? how blow? speak to be understood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Fair ladies mask'd are roses in their bud;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dismask'd, their damask sweet commixture shown," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are angels vailing clouds, or roses blown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Avaunt, perplexity! What shall we do," & @CRLF & _
                "	If they return in their own shapes to woo?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Good madam, if by me you'll be advised," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's, mock them still, as well known as disguised:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us complain to them what fools were here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Disguised like Muscovites, in shapeless gear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wonder what they were and to what end" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their shallow shows and prologue vilely penn'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	And their rough carriage so ridiculous," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should be presented at our tent to us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Ladies, withdraw: the gallants are at hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Whip to our tents, as roes run o'er land." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt PRINCESS, ROSALINE, KATHARINE, and MARIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter FERDINAND, BIRON, LONGAVILLE, and DUMAIN," & @CRLF & _
                "	in their proper habits]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Fair sir, God save you! Where's the princess?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Gone to her tent. Please it your majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Command me any service to her thither?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	That she vouchsafe me audience for one word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	I will; and so will she, I know, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	This fellow pecks up wit as pigeons pease," & @CRLF & _
                "	And utters it again when God doth please:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is wit's pedler, and retails his wares" & @CRLF & _
                "	At wakes and wassails, meetings, markets, fairs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And we that sell by gross, the Lord doth know," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have not the grace to grace it with such show." & @CRLF & _
                "	This gallant pins the wenches on his sleeve;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had he been Adam, he had tempted Eve;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A' can carve too, and lisp: why, this is he" & @CRLF & _
                "	That kiss'd his hand away in courtesy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the ape of form, monsieur the nice," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, when he plays at tables, chides the dice" & @CRLF & _
                "	In honourable terms: nay, he can sing" & @CRLF & _
                "	A mean most meanly; and in ushering" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mend him who can: the ladies call him sweet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The stairs, as he treads on them, kiss his feet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the flower that smiles on every one," & @CRLF & _
                "	To show his teeth as white as whale's bone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And consciences, that will not die in debt," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pay him the due of honey-tongued Boyet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	A blister on his sweet tongue, with my heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	That put Armado's page out of his part!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	See where it comes! Behavior, what wert thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till this madman show'd thee? and what art thou now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter the PRINCESS, ushered by BOYET, ROSALINE," & @CRLF & _
                "	MARIA, and KATHARINE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	All hail, sweet madam, and fair time of day!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	'Fair' in 'all hail' is foul, as I conceive." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Construe my speeches better, if you may." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Then wish me better; I will give you leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	We came to visit you, and purpose now" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lead you to our court; vouchsafe it then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	This field shall hold me; and so hold your vow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor God, nor I, delights in perjured men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Rebuke me not for that which you provoke:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The virtue of your eye must break my oath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	You nickname virtue; vice you should have spoke;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For virtue's office never breaks men's troth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now by my maiden honour, yet as pure" & @CRLF & _
                "	As the unsullied lily, I protest," & @CRLF & _
                "	A world of torments though I should endure," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not yield to be your house's guest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So much I hate a breaking cause to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of heavenly oaths, vow'd with integrity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	O, you have lived in desolation here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unseen, unvisited, much to our shame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Not so, my lord; it is not so, I swear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have had pastimes here and pleasant game:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A mess of Russians left us but of late." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	How, madam! Russians!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Ay, in truth, my lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Trim gallants, full of courtship and of state." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Madam, speak true. It is not so, my lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lady, to the manner of the days," & @CRLF & _
                "	In courtesy gives undeserving praise." & @CRLF & _
                "	We four indeed confronted were with four" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Russian habit: here they stay'd an hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	And talk'd apace; and in that hour, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	They did not bless us with one happy word." & @CRLF & _
                "	I dare not call them fools; but this I think," & @CRLF & _
                "	When they are thirsty, fools would fain have drink." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	This jest is dry to me. Fair gentle sweet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your wit makes wise things foolish: when we greet," & @CRLF & _
                "	With eyes best seeing, heaven's fiery eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	By light we lose light: your capacity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is of that nature that to your huge store" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wise things seem foolish and rich things but poor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	This proves you wise and rich, for in my eye,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	I am a fool, and full of poverty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	But that you take what doth to you belong," & @CRLF & _
                "	It were a fault to snatch words from my tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	O, I am yours, and all that I possess!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	All the fool mine?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	                  I cannot give you less." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Which of the vizards was it that you wore?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Where? when? what vizard? why demand you this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	There, then, that vizard; that superfluous case" & @CRLF & _
                "	That hid the worse and show'd the better face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	We are descried; they'll mock us now downright." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	Let us confess and turn it to a jest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Amazed, my lord? why looks your highness sad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Help, hold his brows! he'll swoon! Why look you pale?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sea-sick, I think, coming from Muscovy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Thus pour the stars down plagues for perjury." & @CRLF & _
                "	Can any face of brass hold longer out?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here stand I	lady, dart thy skill at me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bruise me with scorn, confound me with a flout;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thrust thy sharp wit quite through my ignorance;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cut me to pieces with thy keen conceit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will wish thee never more to dance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor never more in Russian habit wait." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, never will I trust to speeches penn'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor to the motion of a schoolboy's tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor never come in vizard to my friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor woo in rhyme, like a blind harper's song!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Taffeta phrases, silken terms precise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Three-piled hyperboles, spruce affectation," & @CRLF & _
                "	Figures pedantical; these summer-flies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have blown me full of maggot ostentation:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do forswear them; and I here protest," & @CRLF & _
                "	By this white glove;--how white the hand, God knows!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Henceforth my wooing mind shall be express'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	In russet yeas and honest kersey noes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, to begin, wench,--so God help me, la!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	My love to thee is sound, sans crack or flaw." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Sans sans, I pray you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Yet I have a trick" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the old rage: bear with me, I am sick;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll leave it by degrees. Soft, let us see:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Write, 'Lord have mercy on us' on those three;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are infected; in their hearts it lies;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They have the plague, and caught it of your eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	These lords are visited; you are not free," & @CRLF & _
                "	For the Lord's tokens on you do I see." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	No, they are free that gave these tokens to us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Our states are forfeit: seek not to undo us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	It is not so; for how can this be true," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you stand forfeit, being those that sue?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Peace! for I will not have to do with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Nor shall not, if I do as I intend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Speak for yourselves; my wit is at an end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Teach us, sweet madam, for our rude transgression" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some fair excuse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	                  The fairest is confession." & @CRLF & _
                "	Were not you here but even now disguised?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Madam, I was." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	                  And were you well advised?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	I was, fair madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	                  When you then were here," & @CRLF & _
                "	What did you whisper in your lady's ear?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	That more than all the world I did respect her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	When she shall challenge this, you will reject her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Upon mine honour, no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Peace, peace! forbear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your oath once broke, you force not to forswear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Despise me, when I break this oath of mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	I will: and therefore keep it. Rosaline," & @CRLF & _
                "	What did the Russian whisper in your ear?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Madam, he swore that he did hold me dear" & @CRLF & _
                "	As precious eyesight, and did value me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Above this world; adding thereto moreover" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he would wed me, or else die my lover." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	God give thee joy of him! the noble lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most honourably doth unhold his word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	What mean you, madam? by my life, my troth," & @CRLF & _
                "	I never swore this lady such an oath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	By heaven, you did; and to confirm it plain," & @CRLF & _
                "	You gave me this: but take it, sir, again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	My faith and this the princess I did give:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I knew her by this jewel on her sleeve." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Pardon me, sir, this jewel did she wear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Lord Biron, I thank him, is my dear." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, will you have me, or your pearl again?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Neither of either; I remit both twain." & @CRLF & _
                "	I see the trick on't: here was a consent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Knowing aforehand of our merriment," & @CRLF & _
                "	To dash it like a Christmas comedy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some carry-tale, some please-man, some slight zany," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some mumble-news, some trencher-knight, some Dick," & @CRLF & _
                "	That smiles his cheek in years and knows the trick" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make my lady laugh when she's disposed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Told our intents before; which once disclosed," & @CRLF & _
                "	The ladies did change favours: and then we," & @CRLF & _
                "	Following the signs, woo'd but the sign of she." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, to our perjury to add more terror," & @CRLF & _
                "	We are again forsworn, in will and error." & @CRLF & _
                "	Much upon this it is: and might not you" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To BOYET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forestall our sport, to make us thus untrue?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not you know my lady's foot by the squier," & @CRLF & _
                "	And laugh upon the apple of her eye?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And stand between her back, sir, and the fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	Holding a trencher, jesting merrily?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You put our page out: go, you are allow'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Die when you will, a smock shall be your shroud." & @CRLF & _
                "	You leer upon me, do you? there's an eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wounds like a leaden sword." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Full merrily" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath this brave manage, this career, been run." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Lo, he is tilting straight! Peace! I have done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter COSTARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Welcome, pure wit! thou partest a fair fray." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	O Lord, sir, they would know" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether the three Worthies shall come in or no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	What, are there but three?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	No, sir; but it is vara fine," & @CRLF & _
                "	For every one pursents three." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	And three times thrice is nine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Not so, sir; under correction, sir; I hope it is not so." & @CRLF & _
                "	You cannot beg us, sir, I can assure you, sir we know" & @CRLF & _
                "	what we know:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hope, sir, three times thrice, sir,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Is not nine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Under correction, sir, we know whereuntil it doth amount." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	By Jove, I always took three threes for nine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	O Lord, sir, it were pity you should get your living" & @CRLF & _
                "	by reckoning, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	How much is it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	O Lord, sir, the parties themselves, the actors," & @CRLF & _
                "	sir, will show whereuntil it doth amount: for mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	own part, I am, as they say, but to parfect one man" & @CRLF & _
                "	in one poor man, Pompion the Great, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Art thou one of the Worthies?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	It pleased them to think me worthy of Pompion the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Great: for mine own part, I know not the degree of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Worthy, but I am to stand for him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Go, bid them prepare." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	We will turn it finely off, sir; we will take" & @CRLF & _
                "	some care." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Biron, they will shame us: let them not approach." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	We are shame-proof, my lord: and tis some policy" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have one show worse than the king's and his company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	I say they shall not come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Nay, my good lord, let me o'errule you now:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That sport best pleases that doth least know how:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where zeal strives to content, and the contents" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dies in the zeal of that which it presents:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their form confounded makes most form in mirth," & @CRLF & _
                "	When great things labouring perish in their birth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	A right description of our sport, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Anointed, I implore so much expense of thy royal" & @CRLF & _
                "	sweet breath as will utter a brace of words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Converses apart with FERDINAND, and delivers him a paper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Doth this man serve God?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Why ask you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	He speaks not like a man of God's making." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	That is all one, my fair, sweet, honey monarch; for," & @CRLF & _
                "	I protest, the schoolmaster is exceeding" & @CRLF & _
                "	fantastical; too, too vain, too too vain: but we" & @CRLF & _
                "	will put it, as they say, to fortuna de la guerra." & @CRLF & _
                "	I wish you the peace of mind, most royal couplement!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Here is like to be a good presence of Worthies. He" & @CRLF & _
                "	presents Hector of Troy; the swain, Pompey the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Great; the parish curate, Alexander; Armado's page," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hercules; the pedant, Judas Maccabaeus: And if" & @CRLF & _
                "	these four Worthies in their first show thrive," & @CRLF & _
                "	These four will change habits, and present the other five." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	There is five in the first show." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	You are deceived; 'tis not so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	The pedant, the braggart, the hedge-priest, the fool" & @CRLF & _
                "	and the boy:--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Abate throw at novum, and the whole world again" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot pick out five such, take each one in his vein." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	The ship is under sail, and here she comes amain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter COSTARD, for Pompey]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	I Pompey am,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	                  You lie, you are not he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	I Pompey am,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	                  With libbard's head on knee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Well said, old mocker: I must needs be friends" & @CRLF & _
                "	with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	I Pompey am, Pompey surnamed the Big--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	The Great." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	It is, 'Great,' sir:--" & @CRLF & _
                "		 Pompey surnamed the Great;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That oft in field, with targe and shield, did make" & @CRLF & _
                "	my foe to sweat:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And travelling along this coast, I here am come by chance," & @CRLF & _
                "	And lay my arms before the legs of this sweet lass of France," & @CRLF & _
                "	If your ladyship would say, 'Thanks, Pompey,' I had done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Great thanks, great Pompey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	'Tis not so much worth; but I hope I was perfect: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	made a little fault in 'Great.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	My hat to a halfpenny, Pompey proves the best Worthy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR NATHANIEL, for Alexander]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR NATHANIEL	When in the world I lived, I was the world's" & @CRLF & _
                "	commander;" & @CRLF & _
                "	By east, west, north, and south, I spread my" & @CRLF & _
                "	conquering might:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My scutcheon plain declares that I am Alisander,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Your nose says, no, you are not for it stands too right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Your nose smells 'no' in this, most tender-smelling knight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	The conqueror is dismay'd. Proceed, good Alexander." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR NATHANIEL	When in the world I lived, I was the world's" & @CRLF & _
                "	commander,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Most true, 'tis right; you were so, Alisander." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Pompey the Great,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Your servant, and Costard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Take away the conqueror, take away Alisander." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	[To SIR NATHANIEL]  O, sir, you have overthrown" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alisander the conqueror! You will be scraped out of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the painted cloth for this: your lion, that holds" & @CRLF & _
                "	his poll-axe sitting on a close-stool, will be given" & @CRLF & _
                "	to Ajax: he will be the ninth Worthy. A conqueror," & @CRLF & _
                "	and afeard to speak! run away for shame, Alisander." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[SIR NATHANIEL retires]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	There, an't shall please you; a foolish mild man; an" & @CRLF & _
                "	honest man, look you, and soon dashed. He is a" & @CRLF & _
                "	marvellous good neighbour, faith, and a very good" & @CRLF & _
                "	bowler: but, for Alisander,--alas, you see how" & @CRLF & _
                "	'tis,--a little o'erparted. But there are Worthies" & @CRLF & _
                "	a-coming will speak their mind in some other sort." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HOLOFERNES, for Judas; and MOTH, for Hercules]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	   Great Hercules is presented by this imp," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose club kill'd Cerberus, that three-headed canis;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when he was a babe, a child, a shrimp," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus did he strangle serpents in his manus." & @CRLF & _
                "	Quoniam he seemeth in minority," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ergo I come with this apology." & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep some state in thy exit, and vanish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[MOTH retires]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Judas I am,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	A Judas!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Not Iscariot, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "	Judas I am, ycliped Maccabaeus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	Judas Maccabaeus clipt is plain Judas." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	A kissing traitor. How art thou proved Judas?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Judas I am,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	The more shame for you, Judas." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	What mean you, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	To make Judas hang himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	Begin, sir; you are my elder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Well followed: Judas was hanged on an elder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	I will not be put out of countenance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Because thou hast no face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	What is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	A cittern-head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	The head of a bodkin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	A Death's face in a ring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	The face of an old Roman coin, scarce seen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	The pommel of Caesar's falchion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	The carved-bone face on a flask." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Saint George's half-cheek in a brooch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	Ay, and in a brooch of lead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Ay, and worn in the cap of a tooth-drawer." & @CRLF & _
                "	And now forward; for we have put thee in countenance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	You have put me out of countenance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	False; we have given thee faces." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	But you have out-faced them all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	An thou wert a lion, we would do so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Therefore, as he is an ass, let him go." & @CRLF & _
                "	And so adieu, sweet Jude! nay, why dost thou stay?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	For the latter end of his name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	For the ass to the Jude; give it him:--Jud-as, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOLOFERNES	This is not generous, not gentle, not humble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	A light for Monsieur Judas! it grows dark, he may stumble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[HOLOFERNES retires]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Alas, poor Maccabaeus, how hath he been baited!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO, for Hector]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Hide thy head, Achilles: here comes Hector in arms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	Though my mocks come home by me, I will now be merry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Hector was but a Troyan in respect of this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	But is this Hector?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	I think Hector was not so clean-timbered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	His leg is too big for Hector's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	More calf, certain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	No; he is best endued in the small." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	This cannot be Hector." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	He's a god or a painter; for he makes faces." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	The armipotent Mars, of lances the almighty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gave Hector a gift,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	A gilt nutmeg." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	A lemon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	Stuck with cloves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	No, cloven." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Peace!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	The armipotent Mars, of lances the almighty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gave Hector a gift, the heir of Ilion;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A man so breathed, that certain he would fight; yea" & @CRLF & _
                "	From morn till night, out of his pavilion." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am that flower,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	That mint." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	That columbine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Sweet Lord Longaville, rein thy tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	I must rather give it the rein, for it runs against Hector." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	Ay, and Hector's a greyhound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	The sweet war-man is dead and rotten; sweet chucks," & @CRLF & _
                "	beat not the bones of the buried: when he breathed," & @CRLF & _
                "	he was a man. But I will forward with my device." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To the PRINCESS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet royalty, bestow on me the sense of hearing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Speak, brave Hector: we are much delighted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	I do adore thy sweet grace's slipper." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	[Aside to DUMAIN]  Loves her by the foot,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	[Aside to BOYET]  He may not by the yard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	This Hector far surmounted Hannibal,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	The party is gone, fellow Hector, she is gone; she" & @CRLF & _
                "	is two months on her way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	What meanest thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Faith, unless you play the honest Troyan, the poor" & @CRLF & _
                "	wench is cast away: she's quick; the child brags in" & @CRLF & _
                "	her belly already: tis yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Dost thou infamonize me among potentates? thou shalt" & @CRLF & _
                "	die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	Then shall Hector be whipped for Jaquenetta that is" & @CRLF & _
                "	quick by him and hanged for Pompey that is dead by" & @CRLF & _
                "	him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	Most rare Pompey!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	Renowned Pompey!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Greater than great, great, great, great Pompey!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pompey the Huge!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	Hector trembles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Pompey is moved. More Ates, more Ates! stir them" & @CRLF & _
                "	on! stir them on!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	Hector will challenge him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Ay, if a' have no man's blood in's belly than will" & @CRLF & _
                "	sup a flea." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	By the north pole, I do challenge thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	I will not fight with a pole, like a northern man:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll slash; I'll do it by the sword. I bepray you," & @CRLF & _
                "	let me borrow my arms again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	Room for the incensed Worthies!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COSTARD	I'll do it in my shirt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	Most resolute Pompey!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Master, let me take you a buttonhole lower. Do you" & @CRLF & _
                "	not see Pompey is uncasing for the combat? What mean" & @CRLF & _
                "	you? You will lose your reputation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Gentlemen and soldiers, pardon me; I will not combat" & @CRLF & _
                "	in my shirt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	You may not deny it: Pompey hath made the challenge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Sweet bloods, I both may and will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	What reason have you for't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	The naked truth of it is, I have no shirt; I go" & @CRLF & _
                "	woolward for penance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOYET	True, and it was enjoined him in Rome for want of" & @CRLF & _
                "	linen: since when, I'll be sworn, he wore none but" & @CRLF & _
                "	a dishclout of Jaquenetta's, and that a' wears next" & @CRLF & _
                "	his heart for a favour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MERCADE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCADE	God save you, madam!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Welcome, Mercade;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that thou interrupt'st our merriment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCADE	I am sorry, madam; for the news I bring" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is heavy in my tongue. The king your father--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Dead, for my life!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCADE	Even so; my tale is told." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Worthies, away! the scene begins to cloud." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	For mine own part, I breathe free breath. I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	seen the day of wrong through the little hole of" & @CRLF & _
                "	discretion, and I will right myself like a soldier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Worthies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	How fares your majesty?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Boyet, prepare; I will away tonight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Madam, not so; I do beseech you, stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Prepare, I say. I thank you, gracious lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	For all your fair endeavors; and entreat," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of a new-sad soul, that you vouchsafe" & @CRLF & _
                "	In your rich wisdom to excuse or hide" & @CRLF & _
                "	The liberal opposition of our spirits," & @CRLF & _
                "	If over-boldly we have borne ourselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the converse of breath: your gentleness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was guilty of it. Farewell worthy lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A heavy heart bears not a nimble tongue:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Excuse me so, coming too short of thanks" & @CRLF & _
                "	For my great suit so easily obtain'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	The extreme parts of time extremely forms" & @CRLF & _
                "	All causes to the purpose of his speed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And often at his very loose decides" & @CRLF & _
                "	That which long process could not arbitrate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And though the mourning brow of progeny" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forbid the smiling courtesy of love" & @CRLF & _
                "	The holy suit which fain it would convince," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, since love's argument was first on foot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let not the cloud of sorrow justle it" & @CRLF & _
                "	From what it purposed; since, to wail friends lost" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not by much so wholesome-profitable" & @CRLF & _
                "	As to rejoice at friends but newly found." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	I understand you not: my griefs are double." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Honest plain words best pierce the ear of grief;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by these badges understand the king." & @CRLF & _
                "	For your fair sakes have we neglected time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Play'd foul play with our oaths: your beauty, ladies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath much deform'd us, fashioning our humours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to the opposed end of our intents:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what in us hath seem'd ridiculous,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As love is full of unbefitting strains," & @CRLF & _
                "	All wanton as a child, skipping and vain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Form'd by the eye and therefore, like the eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Full of strange shapes, of habits and of forms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Varying in subjects as the eye doth roll" & @CRLF & _
                "	To every varied object in his glance:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which parti-coated presence of loose love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put on by us, if, in your heavenly eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have misbecomed our oaths and gravities," & @CRLF & _
                "	Those heavenly eyes, that look into these faults," & @CRLF & _
                "	Suggested us to make. Therefore, ladies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our love being yours, the error that love makes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is likewise yours: we to ourselves prove false," & @CRLF & _
                "	By being once false for ever to be true" & @CRLF & _
                "	To those that make us both,--fair ladies, you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And even that falsehood, in itself a sin," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus purifies itself and turns to grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	We have received your letters full of love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your favours, the ambassadors of love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in our maiden council, rated them" & @CRLF & _
                "	At courtship, pleasant jest and courtesy," & @CRLF & _
                "	As bombast and as lining to the time:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But more devout than this in our respects" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have we not been; and therefore met your loves" & @CRLF & _
                "	In their own fashion, like a merriment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	Our letters, madam, show'd much more than jest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	So did our looks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	                  We did not quote them so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Now, at the latest minute of the hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grant us your loves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	A time, methinks, too short" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make a world-without-end bargain in." & @CRLF & _
                "	No, no, my lord, your grace is perjured much," & @CRLF & _
                "	Full of dear guiltiness; and therefore this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If for my love, as there is no such cause," & @CRLF & _
                "	You will do aught, this shall you do for me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your oath I will not trust; but go with speed" & @CRLF & _
                "	To some forlorn and naked hermitage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Remote from all the pleasures of the world;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There stay until the twelve celestial signs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have brought about the annual reckoning." & @CRLF & _
                "	If this austere insociable life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Change not your offer made in heat of blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If frosts and fasts, hard lodging and thin weeds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nip not the gaudy blossoms of your love," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that it bear this trial and last love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, at the expiration of the year," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come challenge me, challenge me by these deserts," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, by this virgin palm now kissing thine" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will be thine; and till that instant shut" & @CRLF & _
                "	My woeful self up in a mourning house," & @CRLF & _
                "	Raining the tears of lamentation" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the remembrance of my father's death." & @CRLF & _
                "	If this thou do deny, let our hands part," & @CRLF & _
                "	Neither entitled in the other's heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	If this, or more than this, I would deny," & @CRLF & _
                "	To flatter up these powers of mine with rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	The sudden hand of death close up mine eye!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hence ever then my heart is in thy breast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	[And what to me, my love? and what to me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	You must be purged too, your sins are rack'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	You are attaint with faults and perjury:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore if you my favour mean to get," & @CRLF & _
                "	A twelvemonth shall you spend, and never rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	But seek the weary beds of people sick]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	But what to me, my love? but what to me? A wife?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	A beard, fair health, and honesty;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With three-fold love I wish you all these three." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	O, shall I say, I thank you, gentle wife?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Not so, my lord; a twelvemonth and a day" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll mark no words that smooth-faced wooers say:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come when the king doth to my lady come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, if I have much love, I'll give you some." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	I'll serve thee true and faithfully till then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINE	Yet swear not, lest ye be forsworn again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	What says Maria?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	                  At the twelvemonth's end" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll change my black gown for a faithful friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LONGAVILLE	I'll stay with patience; but the time is long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	The liker you; few taller are so young." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Studies my lady? mistress, look on me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Behold the window of my heart, mine eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	What humble suit attends thy answer there:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Impose some service on me for thy love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Oft have I heard of you, my Lord Biron," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before I saw you; and the world's large tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proclaims you for a man replete with mocks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Full of comparisons and wounding flouts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which you on all estates will execute" & @CRLF & _
                "	That lie within the mercy of your wit." & @CRLF & _
                "	To weed this wormwood from your fruitful brain," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therewithal to win me, if you please," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without the which I am not to be won," & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall this twelvemonth term from day to day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Visit the speechless sick and still converse" & @CRLF & _
                "	With groaning wretches; and your task shall be," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all the fierce endeavor of your wit" & @CRLF & _
                "	To enforce the pained impotent to smile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	To move wild laughter in the throat of death?" & @CRLF & _
                "	It cannot be; it is impossible:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mirth cannot move a soul in agony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSALINE	Why, that's the way to choke a gibing spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose influence is begot of that loose grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which shallow laughing hearers give to fools:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A jest's prosperity lies in the ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of him that hears it, never in the tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of him that makes it: then, if sickly ears," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deaf'd with the clamours of their own dear groans," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will hear your idle scorns, continue then," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will have you and that fault withal;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if they will not, throw away that spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I shall find you empty of that fault," & @CRLF & _
                "	Right joyful of your reformation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	A twelvemonth! well; befall what will befall," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll jest a twelvemonth in an hospital." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	[To FERDINAND]  Ay, sweet my lord; and so I take my leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	No, madam; we will bring you on your way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	Our wooing doth not end like an old play;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Jack hath not Jill: these ladies' courtesy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might well have made our sport a comedy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Come, sir, it wants a twelvemonth and a day," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then 'twill end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIRON	That's too long for a play." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Sweet majesty, vouchsafe me,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCESS	Was not that Hector?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUMAIN	The worthy knight of Troy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	I will kiss thy royal finger, and take leave. I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	a votary; I have vowed to Jaquenetta to hold the" & @CRLF & _
                "	plough for her sweet love three years. But, most" & @CRLF & _
                "	esteemed greatness, will you hear the dialogue that" & @CRLF & _
                "	the two learned men have compiled in praise of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	owl and the cuckoo? It should have followed in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	end of our show." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Call them forth quickly; we will do so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	Holla! approach." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter HOLOFERNES, SIR NATHANIEL, MOTH, COSTARD," & @CRLF & _
                "	and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	This side is Hiems, Winter, this Ver, the Spring;" & @CRLF & _
                "	the one maintained by the owl, the other by the" & @CRLF & _
                "	cuckoo. Ver, begin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[THE SONG]" & @CRLF & _
                "	" & @CRLF & _
                "	SPRING." & @CRLF & _
                "	When daisies pied and violets blue" & @CRLF & _
                "	And lady-smocks all silver-white" & @CRLF & _
                "	And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do paint the meadows with delight," & @CRLF & _
                "	The cuckoo then, on every tree," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mocks married men; for thus sings he, 	Cuckoo;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unpleasing to a married ear!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	When shepherds pipe on oaten straws" & @CRLF & _
                "	And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks," & @CRLF & _
                "	When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws," & @CRLF & _
                "	And maidens bleach their summer smocks" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cuckoo then, on every tree," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mocks married men; for thus sings he, 	Cuckoo;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unpleasing to a married ear!" & @CRLF & _
                "	" & @CRLF & _
                "	WINTER." & @CRLF & _
                "	When icicles hang by the wall" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Dick the shepherd blows his nail" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Tom bears logs into the hall" & @CRLF & _
                "	And milk comes frozen home in pail," & @CRLF & _
                "	When blood is nipp'd and ways be foul," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then nightly sings the staring owl, 	Tu-whit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tu-who, a merry note," & @CRLF & _
                "	While greasy Joan doth keel the pot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	When all aloud the wind doth blow" & @CRLF & _
                "	And coughing drowns the parson's saw" & @CRLF & _
                "	And birds sit brooding in the snow" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Marian's nose looks red and raw," & @CRLF & _
                "	When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then nightly sings the staring owl, 	Tu-whit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tu-who, a merry note," & @CRLF & _
                "	While greasy Joan doth keel the pot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIANO DE ARMADO	The words of Mercury are harsh after the songs of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Apollo. You that way: we this way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUNCAN	king of Scotland." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  his sons." & @CRLF & _
                "DONALBAIN	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  generals of the king's army." & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "LENNOX	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  noblemen of Scotland." & @CRLF & _
                "MENTEITH	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "CAITHNESS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLEANCE	son to Banquo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIWARD	Earl of Northumberland, general of the English forces." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YOUNG SIWARD	his son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEYTON	an officer attending on Macbeth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Boy, son to Macduff. (Son:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	An English Doctor. (Doctor:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Scotch Doctor. (Doctor:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Soldier." & @CRLF & _
                "	A Porter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	An Old Man" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACDUFF:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gentlewoman attending on Lady Macbeth. (Gentlewoman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECATE:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Three Witches." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Witch:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Witch:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Witch:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Apparitions." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Apparition:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Apparition:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Apparition:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords, Gentlemen, Officers, Soldiers, Murderers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Attendants, and Messengers. (Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Sergeant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Murderer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Murderer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Murderer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Scotland: England." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A desert place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Thunder and lightning. Enter three Witches]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Witch	When shall we three meet again" & @CRLF & _
                "	In thunder, lightning, or in rain?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Witch	When the hurlyburly's done," & @CRLF & _
                "	When the battle's lost and won." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Witch	That will be ere the set of sun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Witch	Where the place?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Witch	                  Upon the heath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Witch	There to meet with Macbeth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Witch	I come, Graymalkin!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Witch	Paddock calls." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Witch	Anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	Fair is foul, and foul is fair:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hover through the fog and filthy air." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A camp near Forres." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum within. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN," & @CRLF & _
                "	LENNOX, with Attendants, meeting a bleeding Sergeant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUNCAN	What bloody man is that? He can report," & @CRLF & _
                "	As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt" & @CRLF & _
                "	The newest state." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	                  This is the sergeant" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who like a good and hardy soldier fought" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Gainst my captivity. Hail, brave friend!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say to the king the knowledge of the broil" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou didst leave it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sergeant	Doubtful it stood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As two spent swimmers, that do cling together" & @CRLF & _
                "	And choke their art. The merciless Macdonwald--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Worthy to be a rebel, for to that" & @CRLF & _
                "	The multiplying villanies of nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do swarm upon him--from the western isles" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of kerns and gallowglasses is supplied;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fortune, on his damned quarrel smiling," & @CRLF & _
                "	Show'd like a rebel's whore: but all's too weak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For brave Macbeth--well he deserves that name--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Disdaining fortune, with his brandish'd steel," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which smoked with bloody execution," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like valour's minion carved out his passage" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till he faced the slave;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till he unseam'd him from the nave to the chaps," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fix'd his head upon our battlements." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUNCAN	O valiant cousin! worthy gentleman!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sergeant	As whence the sun 'gins his reflection" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shipwrecking storms and direful thunders break," & @CRLF & _
                "	So from that spring whence comfort seem'd to come" & @CRLF & _
                "	Discomfort swells. Mark, king of Scotland, mark:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No sooner justice had with valour arm'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Compell'd these skipping kerns to trust their heels," & @CRLF & _
                "	But the Norweyan lord surveying vantage," & @CRLF & _
                "	With furbish'd arms and new supplies of men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Began a fresh assault." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUNCAN	Dismay'd not this" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our captains, Macbeth and Banquo?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sergeant	Yes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As sparrows eagles, or the hare the lion." & @CRLF & _
                "	If I say sooth, I must report they were" & @CRLF & _
                "	As cannons overcharged with double cracks, so they" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doubly redoubled strokes upon the foe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Except they meant to bathe in reeking wounds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or memorise another Golgotha," & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot tell." & @CRLF & _
                "	But I am faint, my gashes cry for help." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUNCAN	So well thy words become thee as thy wounds;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They smack of honour both. Go get him surgeons." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Sergeant, attended]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROSS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	                  The worthy thane of Ross." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LENNOX	What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look" & @CRLF & _
                "	That seems to speak things strange." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	God save the king!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUNCAN	Whence camest thou, worthy thane?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	From Fife, great king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where the Norweyan banners flout the sky" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fan our people cold. Norway himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	With terrible numbers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Assisted by that most disloyal traitor" & @CRLF & _
                "	The thane of Cawdor, began a dismal conflict;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till that Bellona's bridegroom, lapp'd in proof," & @CRLF & _
                "	Confronted him with self-comparisons," & @CRLF & _
                "	Point against point rebellious, arm 'gainst arm." & @CRLF & _
                "	Curbing his lavish spirit: and, to conclude," & @CRLF & _
                "	The victory fell on us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUNCAN	Great happiness!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	That now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweno, the Norways' king, craves composition:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor would we deign him burial of his men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till he disbursed at Saint Colme's inch" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ten thousand dollars to our general use." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUNCAN	No more that thane of Cawdor shall deceive" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our bosom interest: go pronounce his present death," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with his former title greet Macbeth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	I'll see it done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUNCAN	What he hath lost noble Macbeth hath won." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A heath near Forres." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Thunder. Enter the three Witches]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Witch	Where hast thou been, sister?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Witch	Killing swine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Witch	Sister, where thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Witch	A sailor's wife had chestnuts in her lap," & @CRLF & _
                "	And munch'd, and munch'd, and munch'd:--" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Give me,' quoth I:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Aroint thee, witch!' the rump-fed ronyon cries." & @CRLF & _
                "	Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master o' the Tiger:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in a sieve I'll thither sail," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, like a rat without a tail," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll do, I'll do, and I'll do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Witch	I'll give thee a wind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Witch	Thou'rt kind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Witch	And I another." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Witch	I myself have all the other," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the very ports they blow," & @CRLF & _
                "	All the quarters that they know" & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the shipman's card." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will drain him dry as hay:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sleep shall neither night nor day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hang upon his pent-house lid;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall live a man forbid:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Weary se'nnights nine times nine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall he dwindle, peak and pine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though his bark cannot be lost," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet it shall be tempest-tost." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look what I have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Witch	Show me, show me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Witch	Here I have a pilot's thumb," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wreck'd as homeward he did come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drum within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Witch	A drum, a drum!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Macbeth doth come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	The weird sisters, hand in hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Posters of the sea and land," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus do go about, about:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thrice to thine and thrice to mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thrice again, to make up nine." & @CRLF & _
                "	Peace! the charm's wound up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MACBETH and BANQUO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	So foul and fair a day I have not seen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	How far is't call'd to Forres? What are these" & @CRLF & _
                "	So wither'd and so wild in their attire," & @CRLF & _
                "	That look not like the inhabitants o' the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet are on't? Live you? or are you aught" & @CRLF & _
                "	That man may question? You seem to understand me," & @CRLF & _
                "	By each at once her chappy finger laying" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon her skinny lips: you should be women," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet your beards forbid me to interpret" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you are so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	                  Speak, if you can: what are you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Witch	All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, thane of Glamis!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Witch	All hail, Macbeth, hail to thee, thane of Cawdor!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Witch	All hail, Macbeth, thou shalt be king hereafter!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	Good sir, why do you start; and seem to fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Things that do sound so fair? I' the name of truth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are ye fantastical, or that indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner" & @CRLF & _
                "	You greet with present grace and great prediction" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of noble having and of royal hope," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he seems rapt withal: to me you speak not." & @CRLF & _
                "	If you can look into the seeds of time," & @CRLF & _
                "	And say which grain will grow and which will not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your favours nor your hate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Witch	Hail!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Witch	Hail!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Witch	Hail!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Witch	Lesser than Macbeth, and greater." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Witch	Not so happy, yet much happier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Witch	Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So all hail, Macbeth and Banquo!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Witch	Banquo and Macbeth, all hail!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me more:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By Sinel's death I know I am thane of Glamis;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But how of Cawdor? the thane of Cawdor lives," & @CRLF & _
                "	A prosperous gentleman; and to be king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stands not within the prospect of belief," & @CRLF & _
                "	No more than to be Cawdor. Say from whence" & @CRLF & _
                "	You owe this strange intelligence? or why" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon this blasted heath you stop our way" & @CRLF & _
                "	With such prophetic greeting? Speak, I charge you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Witches vanish]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	The earth hath bubbles, as the water has," & @CRLF & _
                "	And these are of them. Whither are they vanish'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Into the air; and what seem'd corporal melted" & @CRLF & _
                "	As breath into the wind. Would they had stay'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	Were such things here as we do speak about?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or have we eaten on the insane root" & @CRLF & _
                "	That takes the reason prisoner?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Your children shall be kings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	You shall be king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	And thane of Cawdor too: went it not so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	To the selfsame tune and words. Who's here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROSS and ANGUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	The king hath happily received, Macbeth," & @CRLF & _
                "	The news of thy success; and when he reads" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy personal venture in the rebels' fight," & @CRLF & _
                "	His wonders and his praises do contend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which should be thine or his: silenced with that," & @CRLF & _
                "	In viewing o'er the rest o' the selfsame day," & @CRLF & _
                "	He finds thee in the stout Norweyan ranks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing afeard of what thyself didst make," & @CRLF & _
                "	Strange images of death. As thick as hail" & @CRLF & _
                "	Came post with post; and every one did bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy praises in his kingdom's great defence," & @CRLF & _
                "	And pour'd them down before him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGUS	We are sent" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give thee from our royal master thanks;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only to herald thee into his sight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not pay thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	And, for an earnest of a greater honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	He bade me, from him, call thee thane of Cawdor:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In which addition, hail, most worthy thane!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For it is thine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	                  What, can the devil speak true?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	The thane of Cawdor lives: why do you dress me" & @CRLF & _
                "	In borrow'd robes?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGUS	                  Who was the thane lives yet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But under heavy judgment bears that life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he deserves to lose. Whether he was combined" & @CRLF & _
                "	With those of Norway, or did line the rebel" & @CRLF & _
                "	With hidden help and vantage, or that with both" & @CRLF & _
                "	He labour'd in his country's wreck, I know not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But treasons capital, confess'd and proved," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have overthrown him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	[Aside]  Glamis, and thane of Cawdor!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The greatest is behind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To ROSS and ANGUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		  Thanks for your pains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To BANQUO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you not hope your children shall be kings," & @CRLF & _
                "	When those that gave the thane of Cawdor to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Promised no less to them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	That trusted home" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might yet enkindle you unto the crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides the thane of Cawdor. But 'tis strange:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And oftentimes, to win us to our harm," & @CRLF & _
                "	The instruments of darkness tell us truths," & @CRLF & _
                "	Win us with honest trifles, to betray's" & @CRLF & _
                "	In deepest consequence." & @CRLF & _
                "	Cousins, a word, I pray you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	[Aside]	Two truths are told," & @CRLF & _
                "	As happy prologues to the swelling act" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the imperial theme.--I thank you, gentlemen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]  This supernatural soliciting" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot be ill, cannot be good: if ill," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why hath it given me earnest of success," & @CRLF & _
                "	Commencing in a truth? I am thane of Cawdor:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If good, why do I yield to that suggestion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make my seated heart knock at my ribs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the use of nature? Present fears" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are less than horrible imaginings:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shakes so my single state of man that function" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is smother'd in surmise, and nothing is" & @CRLF & _
                "	But what is not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	                  Look, how our partner's rapt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	[Aside]  If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without my stir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	                  New horrors come upon him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like our strange garments, cleave not to their mould" & @CRLF & _
                "	But with the aid of use." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	[Aside]                Come what come may," & @CRLF & _
                "	Time and the hour runs through the roughest day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	Worthy Macbeth, we stay upon your leisure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Give me your favour: my dull brain was wrought" & @CRLF & _
                "	With things forgotten. Kind gentlemen, your pains" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are register'd where every day I turn" & @CRLF & _
                "	The leaf to read them. Let us toward the king." & @CRLF & _
                "	Think upon what hath chanced, and, at more time," & @CRLF & _
                "	The interim having weigh'd it, let us speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our free hearts each to other." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	Very gladly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Till then, enough. Come, friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Forres. The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENNOX," & @CRLF & _
                "	and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUNCAN	Is execution done on Cawdor? Are not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those in commission yet return'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	My liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	They are not yet come back. But I have spoke" & @CRLF & _
                "	With one that saw him die: who did report" & @CRLF & _
                "	That very frankly he confess'd his treasons," & @CRLF & _
                "	Implored your highness' pardon and set forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	A deep repentance: nothing in his life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Became him like the leaving it; he died" & @CRLF & _
                "	As one that had been studied in his death" & @CRLF & _
                "	To throw away the dearest thing he owed," & @CRLF & _
                "	As 'twere a careless trifle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUNCAN	There's no art" & @CRLF & _
                "	To find the mind's construction in the face:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He was a gentleman on whom I built" & @CRLF & _
                "	An absolute trust." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MACBETH, BANQUO, ROSS, and ANGUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O worthiest cousin!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sin of my ingratitude even now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was heavy on me: thou art so far before" & @CRLF & _
                "	That swiftest wing of recompense is slow" & @CRLF & _
                "	To overtake thee. Would thou hadst less deserved," & @CRLF & _
                "	That the proportion both of thanks and payment" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might have been mine! only I have left to say," & @CRLF & _
                "	More is thy due than more than all can pay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	The service and the loyalty I owe," & @CRLF & _
                "	In doing it, pays itself. Your highness' part" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is to receive our duties; and our duties" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are to your throne and state children and servants," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which do but what they should, by doing every thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Safe toward your love and honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUNCAN	Welcome hither:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have begun to plant thee, and will labour" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make thee full of growing. Noble Banquo," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hast no less deserved, nor must be known" & @CRLF & _
                "	No less to have done so, let me enfold thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hold thee to my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	There if I grow," & @CRLF & _
                "	The harvest is your own." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUNCAN	My plenteous joys," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wanton in fulness, seek to hide themselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	In drops of sorrow. Sons, kinsmen, thanes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you whose places are the nearest, know" & @CRLF & _
                "	We will establish our estate upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our eldest, Malcolm, whom we name hereafter" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Prince of Cumberland; which honour must" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not unaccompanied invest him only," & @CRLF & _
                "	But signs of nobleness, like stars, shall shine" & @CRLF & _
                "	On all deservers. From hence to Inverness," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bind us further to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	The rest is labour, which is not used for you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll be myself the harbinger and make joyful" & @CRLF & _
                "	The hearing of my wife with your approach;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So humbly take my leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUNCAN	My worthy Cawdor!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	[Aside]  The Prince of Cumberland! that is a step" & @CRLF & _
                "	On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap," & @CRLF & _
                "	For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let not light see my black and deep desires:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUNCAN	True, worthy Banquo; he is full so valiant," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in his commendations I am fed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a banquet to me. Let's after him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose care is gone before to bid us welcome:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a peerless kinsman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Inverness. Macbeth's castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LADY MACBETH, reading a letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	'They met me in the day of success: and I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	learned by the perfectest report, they have more in" & @CRLF & _
                "	them than mortal knowledge. When I burned in desire" & @CRLF & _
                "	to question them further, they made themselves air," & @CRLF & _
                "	into which they vanished. Whiles I stood rapt in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the wonder of it, came missives from the king, who" & @CRLF & _
                "	all-hailed me 'Thane of Cawdor;' by which title," & @CRLF & _
                "	before, these weird sisters saluted me, and referred" & @CRLF & _
                "	me to the coming on of time, with 'Hail, king that" & @CRLF & _
                "	shalt be!' This have I thought good to deliver" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee, my dearest partner of greatness, that thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	mightst not lose the dues of rejoicing, by being" & @CRLF & _
                "	ignorant of what greatness is promised thee. Lay it" & @CRLF & _
                "	to thy heart, and farewell.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Glamis thou art, and Cawdor; and shalt be" & @CRLF & _
                "	What thou art promised: yet do I fear thy nature;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is too full o' the milk of human kindness" & @CRLF & _
                "	To catch the nearest way: thou wouldst be great;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Art not without ambition, but without" & @CRLF & _
                "	The illness should attend it: what thou wouldst highly," & @CRLF & _
                "	That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet wouldst wrongly win: thou'ldst have, great Glamis," & @CRLF & _
                "	That which cries 'Thus thou must do, if thou have it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that which rather thou dost fear to do" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than wishest should be undone.' Hie thee hither," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I may pour my spirits in thine ear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And chastise with the valour of my tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	All that impedes thee from the golden round," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have thee crown'd withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		       What is your tidings?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	The king comes here to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Thou'rt mad to say it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not thy master with him? who, were't so," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would have inform'd for preparation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	So please you, it is true: our thane is coming:" & @CRLF & _
                "	One of my fellows had the speed of him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, almost dead for breath, had scarcely more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than would make up his message." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Give him tending;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He brings great news." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		The raven himself is hoarse" & @CRLF & _
                "	That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under my battlements. Come, you spirits" & @CRLF & _
                "	That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of direst cruelty! make thick my blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stop up the access and passage to remorse," & @CRLF & _
                "	That no compunctious visitings of nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between" & @CRLF & _
                "	The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts," & @CRLF & _
                "	And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherever in your sightless substances" & @CRLF & _
                "	You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night," & @CRLF & _
                "	And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	That my keen knife see not the wound it makes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark," & @CRLF & _
                "	To cry 'Hold, hold!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MACBETH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		Great Glamis! worthy Cawdor!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy letters have transported me beyond" & @CRLF & _
                "	This ignorant present, and I feel now" & @CRLF & _
                "	The future in the instant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	My dearest love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Duncan comes here to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	And when goes hence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	To-morrow, as he purposes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	O, never" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall sun that morrow see!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your face, my thane, is as a book where men" & @CRLF & _
                "	May read strange matters. To beguile the time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower," & @CRLF & _
                "	But be the serpent under't. He that's coming" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must be provided for: and you shall put" & @CRLF & _
                "	This night's great business into my dispatch;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which shall to all our nights and days to come" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	We will speak further." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Only look up clear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To alter favour ever is to fear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leave all the rest to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	Before Macbeth's castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Hautboys and torches. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM," & @CRLF & _
                "	DONALBAIN, BANQUO, LENNOX, MACDUFF, ROSS, ANGUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUNCAN	This castle hath a pleasant seat; the air" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto our gentle senses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	This guest of summer," & @CRLF & _
                "	The temple-haunting martlet, does approve," & @CRLF & _
                "	By his loved mansionry, that the heaven's breath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Smells wooingly here: no jutty, frieze," & @CRLF & _
                "	Buttress, nor coign of vantage, but this bird" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath made his pendent bed and procreant cradle:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed," & @CRLF & _
                "	The air is delicate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LADY MACBETH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUNCAN	See, see, our honour'd hostess!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The love that follows us sometime is our trouble," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which still we thank as love. Herein I teach you" & @CRLF & _
                "	How you shall bid God 'ild us for your pains," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thank us for your trouble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	All our service" & @CRLF & _
                "	In every point twice done and then done double" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were poor and single business to contend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against those honours deep and broad wherewith" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your majesty loads our house: for those of old," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the late dignities heap'd up to them," & @CRLF & _
                "	We rest your hermits." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUNCAN	Where's the thane of Cawdor?" & @CRLF & _
                "	We coursed him at the heels, and had a purpose" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be his purveyor: but he rides well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And his great love, sharp as his spur, hath holp him" & @CRLF & _
                "	To his home before us. Fair and noble hostess," & @CRLF & _
                "	We are your guest to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Your servants ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have theirs, themselves and what is theirs, in compt," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make their audit at your highness' pleasure," & @CRLF & _
                "	Still to return your own." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUNCAN	Give me your hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Conduct me to mine host: we love him highly," & @CRLF & _
                "	And shall continue our graces towards him." & @CRLF & _
                "	By your leave, hostess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VII	Macbeth's castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Hautboys and torches. Enter a Sewer, and divers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Servants with dishes and service, and pass over the" & @CRLF & _
                "	stage. Then enter MACBETH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well" & @CRLF & _
                "	It were done quickly: if the assassination" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could trammel up the consequence, and catch" & @CRLF & _
                "	With his surcease success; that but this blow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might be the be-all and the end-all here," & @CRLF & _
                "	But here, upon this bank and shoal of time," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'ld jump the life to come. But in these cases" & @CRLF & _
                "	We still have judgment here; that we but teach" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return" & @CRLF & _
                "	To plague the inventor: this even-handed justice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice" & @CRLF & _
                "	To our own lips. He's here in double trust;" & @CRLF & _
                "	First, as I am his kinsman and his subject," & @CRLF & _
                "	Strong both against the deed; then, as his host," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who should against his murderer shut the door," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been" & @CRLF & _
                "	So clear in his great office, that his virtues" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against" & @CRLF & _
                "	The deep damnation of his taking-off;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pity, like a naked new-born babe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim, horsed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the sightless couriers of the air," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur" & @CRLF & _
                "	To prick the sides of my intent, but only" & @CRLF & _
                "	Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself" & @CRLF & _
                "	And falls on the other." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LADY MACBETH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		  How now! what news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	He has almost supp'd: why have you left the chamber?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Hath he ask'd for me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Know you not he has?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	We will proceed no further in this business:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath honour'd me of late; and I have bought" & @CRLF & _
                "	Golden opinions from all sorts of people," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which would be worn now in their newest gloss," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not cast aside so soon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Was the hope drunk" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein you dress'd yourself? hath it slept since?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wakes it now, to look so green and pale" & @CRLF & _
                "	At what it did so freely? From this time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be the same in thine own act and valour" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life," & @CRLF & _
                "	And live a coward in thine own esteem," & @CRLF & _
                "	Letting 'I dare not' wait upon 'I would,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like the poor cat i' the adage?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Prithee, peace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I dare do all that may become a man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who dares do more is none." & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	What beast was't, then," & @CRLF & _
                "	That made you break this enterprise to me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	When you durst do it, then you were a man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, to be more than what you were, you would" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did then adhere, and yet you would make both:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They have made themselves, and that their fitness now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Does unmake you. I have given suck, and know" & @CRLF & _
                "	How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would, while it was smiling in my face," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums," & @CRLF & _
                "	And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have done to this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	                  If we should fail?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	We fail!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But screw your courage to the sticking-place," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey" & @CRLF & _
                "	Soundly invite him--his two chamberlains" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will I with wine and wassail so convince" & @CRLF & _
                "	That memory, the warder of the brain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason" & @CRLF & _
                "	A limbeck only: when in swinish sleep" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their drenched natures lie as in a death," & @CRLF & _
                "	What cannot you and I perform upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	The unguarded Duncan? what not put upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	His spongy officers, who shall bear the guilt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of our great quell?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Bring forth men-children only;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thy undaunted mettle should compose" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing but males. Will it not be received," & @CRLF & _
                "	When we have mark'd with blood those sleepy two" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of his own chamber and used their very daggers," & @CRLF & _
                "	That they have done't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Who dares receive it other," & @CRLF & _
                "	As we shall make our griefs and clamour roar" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon his death?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	                  I am settled, and bend up" & @CRLF & _
                "	Each corporal agent to this terrible feat." & @CRLF & _
                "	Away, and mock the time with fairest show:" & @CRLF & _
                "	False face must hide what the false heart doth know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Court of Macbeth's castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BANQUO, and FLEANCE bearing a torch before him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	How goes the night, boy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLEANCE	The moon is down; I have not heard the clock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	And she goes down at twelve." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLEANCE	I take't, 'tis later, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	Hold, take my sword. There's husbandry in heaven;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their candles are all out. Take thee that too." & @CRLF & _
                "	A heavy summons lies like lead upon me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet I would not sleep: merciful powers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gives way to in repose!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MACBETH, and a Servant with a torch]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		  Give me my sword." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who's there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	A friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	What, sir, not yet at rest? The king's a-bed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath been in unusual pleasure, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sent forth great largess to your offices." & @CRLF & _
                "	This diamond he greets your wife withal," & @CRLF & _
                "	By the name of most kind hostess; and shut up" & @CRLF & _
                "	In measureless content." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Being unprepared," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our will became the servant to defect;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which else should free have wrought." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	All's well." & @CRLF & _
                "	I dreamt last night of the three weird sisters:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To you they have show'd some truth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	I think not of them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, when we can entreat an hour to serve," & @CRLF & _
                "	We would spend it in some words upon that business," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you would grant the time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	At your kind'st leisure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	If you shall cleave to my consent, when 'tis," & @CRLF & _
                "	It shall make honour for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	So I lose none" & @CRLF & _
                "	In seeking to augment it, but still keep" & @CRLF & _
                "	My bosom franchised and allegiance clear," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall be counsell'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Good repose the while!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	Thanks, sir: the like to you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt BANQUO and FLEANCE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Go bid thy mistress, when my drink is ready," & @CRLF & _
                "	She strike upon the bell. Get thee to bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is this a dagger which I see before me," & @CRLF & _
                "	The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have thee not, and yet I see thee still." & @CRLF & _
                "	Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible" & @CRLF & _
                "	To feeling as to sight? or art thou but" & @CRLF & _
                "	A dagger of the mind, a false creation," & @CRLF & _
                "	Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I see thee yet, in form as palpable" & @CRLF & _
                "	As this which now I draw." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And such an instrument I was to use." & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else worth all the rest; I see thee still," & @CRLF & _
                "	And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which was not so before. There's no such thing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is the bloody business which informs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the one halfworld" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse" & @CRLF & _
                "	The curtain'd sleep; witchcraft celebrates" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pale Hecate's offerings, and wither'd murder," & @CRLF & _
                "	Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace." & @CRLF & _
                "	With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design" & @CRLF & _
                "	Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy very stones prate of my whereabout," & @CRLF & _
                "	And take the present horror from the time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which now suits with it. Whiles I threat, he lives:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A bell rings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I go, and it is done; the bell invites me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear it not, Duncan; for it is a knell" & @CRLF & _
                "	That summons thee to heaven or to hell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LADY MACBETH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold;" & @CRLF & _
                "	What hath quench'd them hath given me fire." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark! Peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "	It was the owl that shriek'd, the fatal bellman," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which gives the stern'st good-night. He is about it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The doors are open; and the surfeited grooms" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do mock their charge with snores: I have drugg'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	their possets," & @CRLF & _
                "	That death and nature do contend about them," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether they live or die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	[Within]  Who's there? what, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Alack, I am afraid they have awaked," & @CRLF & _
                "	And 'tis not done. The attempt and not the deed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Confounds us. Hark! I laid their daggers ready;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He could not miss 'em. Had he not resembled" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father as he slept, I had done't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MACBETH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		                  My husband!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	I have done the deed. Didst thou not hear a noise?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	I heard the owl scream and the crickets cry." & @CRLF & _
                "	Did not you speak?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	                  When?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	As I descended?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Ay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Hark!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who lies i' the second chamber?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Donalbain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	This is a sorry sight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Looking on his hands]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	A foolish thought, to say a sorry sight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	There's one did laugh in's sleep, and one cried" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Murder!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	That they did wake each other: I stood and heard them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But they did say their prayers, and address'd them" & @CRLF & _
                "	Again to sleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	                  There are two lodged together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	One cried 'God bless us!' and 'Amen' the other;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As they had seen me with these hangman's hands." & @CRLF & _
                "	Listening their fear, I could not say 'Amen,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	When they did say 'God bless us!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Consider it not so deeply." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	But wherefore could not I pronounce 'Amen'?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had most need of blessing, and 'Amen'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stuck in my throat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	These deeds must not be thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	After these ways; so, it will make us mad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Methought I heard a voice cry 'Sleep no more!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Macbeth does murder sleep', the innocent sleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleeve of care," & @CRLF & _
                "	The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath," & @CRLF & _
                "	Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course," & @CRLF & _
                "	Chief nourisher in life's feast,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	What do you mean?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Still it cried 'Sleep no more!' to all the house:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Glamis hath murder'd sleep, and therefore Cawdor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall sleep no more; Macbeth shall sleep no more.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Who was it that thus cried? Why, worthy thane," & @CRLF & _
                "	You do unbend your noble strength, to think" & @CRLF & _
                "	So brainsickly of things. Go get some water," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wash this filthy witness from your hand." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why did you bring these daggers from the place?" & @CRLF & _
                "	They must lie there: go carry them; and smear" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sleepy grooms with blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	I'll go no more:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am afraid to think what I have done;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look on't again I dare not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Infirm of purpose!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are but as pictures: 'tis the eye of childhood" & @CRLF & _
                "	That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For it must seem their guilt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit. Knocking within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Whence is that knocking?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How is't with me, when every noise appals me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What hands are here? ha! they pluck out mine eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "	Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Clean from my hand? No, this my hand will rather" & @CRLF & _
                "	The multitudinous seas in incarnadine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Making the green one red." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter LADY MACBETH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	My hands are of your colour; but I shame" & @CRLF & _
                "	To wear a heart so white." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocking within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		    I hear a knocking" & @CRLF & _
                "	At the south entry: retire we to our chamber;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A little water clears us of this deed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	How easy is it, then! Your constancy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath left you unattended." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocking within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		   Hark! more knocking." & @CRLF & _
                "	Get on your nightgown, lest occasion call us," & @CRLF & _
                "	And show us to be watchers. Be not lost" & @CRLF & _
                "	So poorly in your thoughts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	To know my deed, 'twere best not know myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocking within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wake Duncan with thy knocking! I would thou couldst!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocking within. Enter a Porter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Porter	Here's a knocking indeed! If a" & @CRLF & _
                "	man were porter of hell-gate, he should have" & @CRLF & _
                "	old turning the key." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocking within]" & @CRLF & _
                "		Knock," & @CRLF & _
                "	knock, knock! Who's there, i' the name of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beelzebub? Here's a farmer, that hanged" & @CRLF & _
                "	himself on the expectation of plenty: come in" & @CRLF & _
                "	time; have napkins enow about you; here" & @CRLF & _
                "	you'll sweat for't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocking within]" & @CRLF & _
                "	Knock," & @CRLF & _
                "	knock! Who's there, in the other devil's" & @CRLF & _
                "	name? Faith, here's an equivocator, that could" & @CRLF & _
                "	swear in both the scales against either scale;" & @CRLF & _
                "	who committed treason enough for God's sake," & @CRLF & _
                "	yet could not equivocate to heaven: O, come" & @CRLF & _
                "	in, equivocator." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocking within]" & @CRLF & _
                "	Knock," & @CRLF & _
                "	knock, knock! Who's there? Faith, here's an" & @CRLF & _
                "	English tailor come hither, for stealing out of" & @CRLF & _
                "	a French hose: come in, tailor; here you may" & @CRLF & _
                "	roast your goose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocking within]" & @CRLF & _
                "	Knock," & @CRLF & _
                "	knock; never at quiet! What are you? But" & @CRLF & _
                "	this place is too cold for hell. I'll devil-porter" & @CRLF & _
                "	it no further: I had thought to have let in" & @CRLF & _
                "	some of all professions that go the primrose" & @CRLF & _
                "	way to the everlasting bonfire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocking within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Anon, anon! I pray you, remember the porter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Opens the gate]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MACDUFF and LENNOX]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Was it so late, friend, ere you went to bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you do lie so late?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Porter	'Faith sir, we were carousing till the" & @CRLF & _
                "	second cock: and drink, sir, is a great" & @CRLF & _
                "	provoker of three things." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	What three things does drink especially provoke?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Porter	Marry, sir, nose-painting, sleep, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	urine. Lechery, sir, it provokes, and unprovokes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	it provokes the desire, but it takes" & @CRLF & _
                "	away the performance: therefore, much drink" & @CRLF & _
                "	may be said to be an equivocator with lechery:" & @CRLF & _
                "	it makes him, and it mars him; it sets" & @CRLF & _
                "	him on, and it takes him off; it persuades him," & @CRLF & _
                "	and disheartens him; makes him stand to, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	not stand to; in conclusion, equivocates him" & @CRLF & _
                "	in a sleep, and, giving him the lie, leaves him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	I believe drink gave thee the lie last night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Porter	That it did, sir, i' the very throat on" & @CRLF & _
                "	me: but I requited him for his lie; and, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	think, being too strong for him, though he took" & @CRLF & _
                "	up my legs sometime, yet I made a shift to cast" & @CRLF & _
                "	him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Is thy master stirring?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MACBETH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our knocking has awaked him; here he comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LENNOX	Good morrow, noble sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Good morrow, both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Is the king stirring, worthy thane?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Not yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	He did command me to call timely on him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have almost slipp'd the hour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	I'll bring you to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	I know this is a joyful trouble to you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet 'tis one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	The labour we delight in physics pain." & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the door." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	                  I'll make so bold to call," & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'tis my limited service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LENNOX	Goes the king hence to-day?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	He does: he did appoint so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LENNOX	The night has been unruly: where we lay," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our chimneys were blown down; and, as they say," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lamentings heard i' the air; strange screams of death," & @CRLF & _
                "	And prophesying with accents terrible" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of dire combustion and confused events" & @CRLF & _
                "	New hatch'd to the woeful time: the obscure bird" & @CRLF & _
                "	Clamour'd the livelong night: some say, the earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was feverous and did shake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	'Twas a rough night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LENNOX	My young remembrance cannot parallel" & @CRLF & _
                "	A fellow to it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter MACDUFF]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	O horror, horror, horror! Tongue nor heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot conceive nor name thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|	What's the matter." & @CRLF & _
                "LENNOX	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Confusion now hath made his masterpiece!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Lord's anointed temple, and stole thence" & @CRLF & _
                "	The life o' the building!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	What is 't you say? the life?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LENNOX	Mean you his majesty?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Approach the chamber, and destroy your sight" & @CRLF & _
                "	With a new Gorgon: do not bid me speak;" & @CRLF & _
                "	See, and then speak yourselves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt MACBETH and LENNOX]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		          Awake, awake!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ring the alarum-bell. Murder and treason!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Banquo and Donalbain! Malcolm! awake!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shake off this downy sleep, death's counterfeit," & @CRLF & _
                "	And look on death itself! up, up, and see" & @CRLF & _
                "	The great doom's image! Malcolm! Banquo!" & @CRLF & _
                "	As from your graves rise up, and walk like sprites," & @CRLF & _
                "	To countenance this horror! Ring the bell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Bell rings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LADY MACBETH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	What's the business," & @CRLF & _
                "	That such a hideous trumpet calls to parley" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sleepers of the house? speak, speak!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	O gentle lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not for you to hear what I can speak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The repetition, in a woman's ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would murder as it fell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BANQUO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		   O Banquo, Banquo," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our royal master 's murder'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Woe, alas!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, in our house?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	Too cruel any where." & @CRLF & _
                "	Dear Duff, I prithee, contradict thyself," & @CRLF & _
                "	And say it is not so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter MACBETH and LENNOX, with ROSS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Had I but died an hour before this chance," & @CRLF & _
                "	I had lived a blessed time; for, from this instant," & @CRLF & _
                "	There 's nothing serious in mortality:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All is but toys: renown and grace is dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is left this vault to brag of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MALCOLM and DONALBAIN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DONALBAIN	What is amiss?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	                  You are, and do not know't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The spring, the head, the fountain of your blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is stopp'd; the very source of it is stopp'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Your royal father 's murder'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	O, by whom?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LENNOX	Those of his chamber, as it seem'd, had done 't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their hands and faces were an badged with blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So were their daggers, which unwiped we found" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon their pillows:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They stared, and were distracted; no man's life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was to be trusted with them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	O, yet I do repent me of my fury," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I did kill them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Wherefore did you so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Who can be wise, amazed, temperate and furious," & @CRLF & _
                "	Loyal and neutral, in a moment? No man:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The expedition my violent love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Outrun the pauser, reason. Here lay Duncan," & @CRLF & _
                "	His silver skin laced with his golden blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And his gash'd stabs look'd like a breach in nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	For ruin's wasteful entrance: there, the murderers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Steep'd in the colours of their trade, their daggers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unmannerly breech'd with gore: who could refrain," & @CRLF & _
                "	That had a heart to love, and in that heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Courage to make 's love known?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Help me hence, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Look to the lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	[Aside to DONALBAIN]  Why do we hold our tongues," & @CRLF & _
                "	That most may claim this argument for ours?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DONALBAIN	[Aside to MALCOLM]  What should be spoken here," & @CRLF & _
                "	where our fate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hid in an auger-hole, may rush, and seize us?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let 's away;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our tears are not yet brew'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	[Aside to DONALBAIN]        Nor our strong sorrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the foot of motion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	Look to the lady:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[LADY MACBETH is carried out]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when we have our naked frailties hid," & @CRLF & _
                "	That suffer in exposure, let us meet," & @CRLF & _
                "	And question this most bloody piece of work," & @CRLF & _
                "	To know it further. Fears and scruples shake us:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the great hand of God I stand; and thence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the undivulged pretence I fight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of treasonous malice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	And so do I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	So all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Let's briefly put on manly readiness," & @CRLF & _
                "	And meet i' the hall together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	Well contented." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but Malcolm and Donalbain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	What will you do? Let's not consort with them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To show an unfelt sorrow is an office" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which the false man does easy. I'll to England." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DONALBAIN	To Ireland, I; our separated fortune" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall keep us both the safer: where we are," & @CRLF & _
                "	There's daggers in men's smiles: the near in blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	The nearer bloody." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	                  This murderous shaft that's shot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath not yet lighted, and our safest way" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is to avoid the aim. Therefore, to horse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let us not be dainty of leave-taking," & @CRLF & _
                "	But shift away: there's warrant in that theft" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which steals itself, when there's no mercy left." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Outside Macbeth's castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROSS and an old Man]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Man	Threescore and ten I can remember well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within the volume of which time I have seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hours dreadful and things strange; but this sore night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath trifled former knowings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	Ah, good father," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou seest, the heavens, as troubled with man's act," & @CRLF & _
                "	Threaten his bloody stage: by the clock, 'tis day," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet dark night strangles the travelling lamp:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is't night's predominance, or the day's shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	That darkness does the face of earth entomb," & @CRLF & _
                "	When living light should kiss it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Man	'Tis unnatural," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even like the deed that's done. On Tuesday last," & @CRLF & _
                "	A falcon, towering in her pride of place," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was by a mousing owl hawk'd at and kill'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	And Duncan's horses--a thing most strange and certain--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beauteous and swift, the minions of their race," & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn'd wild in nature, broke their stalls, flung out," & @CRLF & _
                "	Contending 'gainst obedience, as they would make" & @CRLF & _
                "	War with mankind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Man	'Tis said they eat each other." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	They did so, to the amazement of mine eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	That look'd upon't. Here comes the good Macduff." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MACDUFF]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How goes the world, sir, now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Why, see you not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	Is't known who did this more than bloody deed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Those that Macbeth hath slain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	Alas, the day!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What good could they pretend?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	They were suborn'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Malcolm and Donalbain, the king's two sons," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are stol'n away and fled; which puts upon them" & @CRLF & _
                "	Suspicion of the deed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	'Gainst nature still!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thriftless ambition, that wilt ravin up" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thine own life's means! Then 'tis most like" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sovereignty will fall upon Macbeth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	He is already named, and gone to Scone" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be invested." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	                  Where is Duncan's body?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Carried to Colmekill," & @CRLF & _
                "	The sacred storehouse of his predecessors," & @CRLF & _
                "	And guardian of their bones." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	Will you to Scone?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	No, cousin, I'll to Fife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	Well, I will thither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Well, may you see things well done there: adieu!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest our old robes sit easier than our new!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	Farewell, father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Man	God's benison go with you; and with those" & @CRLF & _
                "	That would make good of bad, and friends of foes!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Forres. The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BANQUO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	Thou hast it now: king, Cawdor, Glamis, all," & @CRLF & _
                "	As the weird women promised, and, I fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou play'dst most foully for't: yet it was said" & @CRLF & _
                "	It should not stand in thy posterity," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that myself should be the root and father" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of many kings. If there come truth from them--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As upon thee, Macbeth, their speeches shine--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, by the verities on thee made good," & @CRLF & _
                "	May they not be my oracles as well," & @CRLF & _
                "	And set me up in hope? But hush! no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sennet sounded. Enter MACBETH, as king, LADY" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH, as queen, LENNOX, ROSS, Lords, Ladies, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Here's our chief guest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	If he had been forgotten," & @CRLF & _
                "	It had been as a gap in our great feast," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all-thing unbecoming." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	To-night we hold a solemn supper sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I'll request your presence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	Let your highness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Command upon me; to the which my duties" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are with a most indissoluble tie" & @CRLF & _
                "	For ever knit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	                  Ride you this afternoon?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	Ay, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	We should have else desired your good advice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which still hath been both grave and prosperous," & @CRLF & _
                "	In this day's council; but we'll take to-morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is't far you ride?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	As far, my lord, as will fill up the time" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twixt this and supper: go not my horse the better," & @CRLF & _
                "	I must become a borrower of the night" & @CRLF & _
                "	For a dark hour or twain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Fail not our feast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	My lord, I will not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	We hear, our bloody cousins are bestow'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	In England and in Ireland, not confessing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their cruel parricide, filling their hearers" & @CRLF & _
                "	With strange invention: but of that to-morrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	When therewithal we shall have cause of state" & @CRLF & _
                "	Craving us jointly. Hie you to horse: adieu," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till you return at night. Goes Fleance with you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	Ay, my good lord: our time does call upon 's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	I wish your horses swift and sure of foot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so I do commend you to their backs. Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BANQUO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let every man be master of his time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till seven at night: to make society" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sweeter welcome, we will keep ourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till supper-time alone: while then, God be with you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but MACBETH, and an attendant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sirrah, a word with you: attend those men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our pleasure?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ATTENDANT	They are, my lord, without the palace gate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Bring them before us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Attendant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		To be thus is nothing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But to be safely thus.--Our fears in Banquo" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stick deep; and in his royalty of nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reigns that which would be fear'd: 'tis much he dares;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, to that dauntless temper of his mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour" & @CRLF & _
                "	To act in safety. There is none but he" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose being I do fear: and, under him," & @CRLF & _
                "	My Genius is rebuked; as, it is said," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark Antony's was by Caesar. He chid the sisters" & @CRLF & _
                "	When first they put the name of king upon me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bade them speak to him: then prophet-like" & @CRLF & _
                "	They hail'd him father to a line of kings:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown," & @CRLF & _
                "	And put a barren sceptre in my gripe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thence to be wrench'd with an unlineal hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	No son of mine succeeding. If 't be so," & @CRLF & _
                "	For Banquo's issue have I filed my mind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For them the gracious Duncan have I murder'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put rancours in the vessel of my peace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only for them; and mine eternal jewel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Given to the common enemy of man," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make them kings, the seed of Banquo kings!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rather than so, come fate into the list." & @CRLF & _
                "	And champion me to the utterance! Who's there!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Attendant, with two Murderers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now go to the door, and stay there till we call." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Attendant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was it not yesterday we spoke together?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	It was, so please your highness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Well then, now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have you consider'd of my speeches? Know" & @CRLF & _
                "	That it was he in the times past which held you" & @CRLF & _
                "	So under fortune, which you thought had been" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our innocent self: this I made good to you" & @CRLF & _
                "	In our last conference, pass'd in probation with you," & @CRLF & _
                "	How you were borne in hand, how cross'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	the instruments," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who wrought with them, and all things else that might" & @CRLF & _
                "	To half a soul and to a notion crazed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say 'Thus did Banquo.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	You made it known to us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	I did so, and went further, which is now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our point of second meeting. Do you find" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your patience so predominant in your nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you can let this go? Are you so gospell'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To pray for this good man and for his issue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose heavy hand hath bow'd you to the grave" & @CRLF & _
                "	And beggar'd yours for ever?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	We are men, my liege." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As hounds and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels, curs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shoughs, water-rugs and demi-wolves, are clept" & @CRLF & _
                "	All by the name of dogs: the valued file" & @CRLF & _
                "	Distinguishes the swift, the slow, the subtle," & @CRLF & _
                "	The housekeeper, the hunter, every one" & @CRLF & _
                "	According to the gift which bounteous nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath in him closed; whereby he does receive" & @CRLF & _
                "	Particular addition. from the bill" & @CRLF & _
                "	That writes them all alike: and so of men." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, if you have a station in the file," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not i' the worst rank of manhood, say 't;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will put that business in your bosoms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose execution takes your enemy off," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grapples you to the heart and love of us," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who wear our health but sickly in his life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which in his death were perfect." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	I am one, my liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have so incensed that I am reckless what" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do to spite the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	And I another" & @CRLF & _
                "	So weary with disasters, tugg'd with fortune," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I would set my lie on any chance," & @CRLF & _
                "	To mend it, or be rid on't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Both of you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Know Banquo was your enemy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Both Murderers	True, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	So is he mine; and in such bloody distance," & @CRLF & _
                "	That every minute of his being thrusts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against my near'st of life: and though I could" & @CRLF & _
                "	With barefaced power sweep him from my sight" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid my will avouch it, yet I must not," & @CRLF & _
                "	For certain friends that are both his and mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose loves I may not drop, but wail his fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who I myself struck down; and thence it is," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I to your assistance do make love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Masking the business from the common eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	For sundry weighty reasons." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	We shall, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Perform what you command us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Though our lives--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Your spirits shine through you. Within this hour at most" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will advise you where to plant yourselves;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Acquaint you with the perfect spy o' the time," & @CRLF & _
                "	The moment on't; for't must be done to-night," & @CRLF & _
                "	And something from the palace; always thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I require a clearness: and with him--" & @CRLF & _
                "	To leave no rubs nor botches in the work--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fleance his son, that keeps him company," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose absence is no less material to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than is his father's, must embrace the fate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of that dark hour. Resolve yourselves apart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll come to you anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Both Murderers	We are resolved, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	I'll call upon you straight: abide within." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Murderers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is concluded. Banquo, thy soul's flight," & @CRLF & _
                "	If it find heaven, must find it out to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LADY MACBETH and a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Is Banquo gone from court?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Ay, madam, but returns again to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Say to the king, I would attend his leisure" & @CRLF & _
                "	For a few words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	                  Madam, I will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Nought's had, all's spent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where our desire is got without content:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis safer to be that which we destroy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MACBETH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, my lord! why do you keep alone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of sorriest fancies your companions making," & @CRLF & _
                "	Using those thoughts which should indeed have died" & @CRLF & _
                "	With them they think on? Things without all remedy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should be without regard: what's done is done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	We have scotch'd the snake, not kill'd it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She'll close and be herself, whilst our poor malice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Remains in danger of her former tooth." & @CRLF & _
                "	But let the frame of things disjoint, both the" & @CRLF & _
                "	worlds suffer," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere we will eat our meal in fear and sleep" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the affliction of these terrible dreams" & @CRLF & _
                "	That shake us nightly: better be with the dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than on the torture of the mind to lie" & @CRLF & _
                "	In restless ecstasy. Duncan is in his grave;" & @CRLF & _
                "	After life's fitful fever he sleeps well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison," & @CRLF & _
                "	Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can touch him further." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Come on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gentle my lord, sleek o'er your rugged looks;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be bright and jovial among your guests to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	So shall I, love; and so, I pray, be you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let your remembrance apply to Banquo;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Present him eminence, both with eye and tongue:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unsafe the while, that we" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must lave our honours in these flattering streams," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make our faces vizards to our hearts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Disguising what they are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	You must leave this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	O, full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou know'st that Banquo, and his Fleance, lives." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	But in them nature's copy's not eterne." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	There's comfort yet; they are assailable;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then be thou jocund: ere the bat hath flown" & @CRLF & _
                "	His cloister'd flight, ere to black Hecate's summons" & @CRLF & _
                "	The shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be done" & @CRLF & _
                "	A deed of dreadful note." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	What's to be done?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest chuck," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seeling night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with thy bloody and invisible hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the crow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes wing to the rooky wood:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good things of day begin to droop and drowse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	While night's black agents to their preys do rouse." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou marvell'st at my words: but hold thee still;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill." & @CRLF & _
                "	So, prithee, go with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A park near the palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter three Murderers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	But who did bid thee join with us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Murderer	Macbeth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	He needs not our mistrust, since he delivers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our offices and what we have to do" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the direction just." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Then stand with us." & @CRLF & _
                "	The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now spurs the lated traveller apace" & @CRLF & _
                "	To gain the timely inn; and near approaches" & @CRLF & _
                "	The subject of our watch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Murderer	Hark! I hear horses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	[Within]  Give us a light there, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	Then 'tis he: the rest" & @CRLF & _
                "	That are within the note of expectation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Already are i' the court." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	His horses go about." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Murderer	Almost a mile: but he does usually," & @CRLF & _
                "	So all men do, from hence to the palace gate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make it their walk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	A light, a light!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BANQUO, and FLEANCE with a torch]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Murderer	'Tis he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Stand to't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	It will be rain to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Let it come down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They set upon BANQUO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BANQUO	O, treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, fly!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou mayst revenge. O slave!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies. FLEANCE escapes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Murderer	Who did strike out the light?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Wast not the way?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Murderer	There's but one down; the son is fled." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Murderer	We have lost" & @CRLF & _
                "	Best half of our affair." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Well, let's away, and say how much is done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	The same. Hall in the palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A banquet prepared. Enter MACBETH, LADY MACBETH," & @CRLF & _
                "	ROSS, LENNOX, Lords, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	You know your own degrees; sit down: at first" & @CRLF & _
                "	And last the hearty welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "Lords	Thanks to your majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Ourself will mingle with society," & @CRLF & _
                "	And play the humble host." & @CRLF & _
                "	Our hostess keeps her state, but in best time" & @CRLF & _
                "	We will require her welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Pronounce it for me, sir, to all our friends;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For my heart speaks they are welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[First Murderer appears at the door]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	See, they encounter thee with their hearts' thanks." & @CRLF & _
                "	Both sides are even: here I'll sit i' the midst:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be large in mirth; anon we'll drink a measure" & @CRLF & _
                "	The table round." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Approaching the door]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's blood on thy face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	'Tis Banquo's then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	'Tis better thee without than he within." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is he dispatch'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	My lord, his throat is cut; that I did for him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Thou art the best o' the cut-throats: yet he's good" & @CRLF & _
                "	That did the like for Fleance: if thou didst it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art the nonpareil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Most royal sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fleance is 'scaped." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Then comes my fit again: I had else been perfect," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whole as the marble, founded as the rock," & @CRLF & _
                "	As broad and general as the casing air:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But now I am cabin'd, cribb'd, confined, bound in" & @CRLF & _
                "	To saucy doubts and fears. But Banquo's safe?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Ay, my good lord: safe in a ditch he bides," & @CRLF & _
                "	With twenty trenched gashes on his head;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The least a death to nature." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Thanks for that:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There the grown serpent lies; the worm that's fled" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath nature that in time will venom breed," & @CRLF & _
                "	No teeth for the present. Get thee gone: to-morrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll hear, ourselves, again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Murderer]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	My royal lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	You do not give the cheer: the feast is sold" & @CRLF & _
                "	That is not often vouch'd, while 'tis a-making," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis given with welcome: to feed were best at home;" & @CRLF & _
                "	From thence the sauce to meat is ceremony;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Meeting were bare without it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Sweet remembrancer!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, good digestion wait on appetite," & @CRLF & _
                "	And health on both!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LENNOX	May't please your highness sit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The GHOST OF BANQUO enters, and sits in" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH's place]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Here had we now our country's honour roof'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were the graced person of our Banquo present;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who may I rather challenge for unkindness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than pity for mischance!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	His absence, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lays blame upon his promise. Please't your highness" & @CRLF & _
                "	To grace us with your royal company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	The table's full." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LENNOX	                  Here is a place reserved, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Where?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LENNOX	Here, my good lord. What is't that moves your highness?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Which of you have done this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lords	What, my good lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Thou canst not say I did it: never shake" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy gory locks at me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	Gentlemen, rise: his highness is not well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Sit, worthy friends: my lord is often thus," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hath been from his youth: pray you, keep seat;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fit is momentary; upon a thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	He will again be well: if much you note him," & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall offend him and extend his passion:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Feed, and regard him not. Are you a man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Ay, and a bold one, that dare look on that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which might appal the devil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	O proper stuff!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the very painting of your fear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the air-drawn dagger which, you said," & @CRLF & _
                "	Led you to Duncan. O, these flaws and starts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Impostors to true fear, would well become" & @CRLF & _
                "	A woman's story at a winter's fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	Authorized by her grandam. Shame itself!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why do you make such faces? When all's done," & @CRLF & _
                "	You look but on a stool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Prithee, see there! behold! look! lo!" & @CRLF & _
                "	how say you?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, what care I? If thou canst nod, speak too." & @CRLF & _
                "	If charnel-houses and our graves must send" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those that we bury back, our monuments" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be the maws of kites." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[GHOST OF BANQUO vanishes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	What, quite unmann'd in folly?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	If I stand here, I saw him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Fie, for shame!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere human statute purged the gentle weal;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, and since too, murders have been perform'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too terrible for the ear: the times have been," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, when the brains were out, the man would die," & @CRLF & _
                "	And there an end; but now they rise again," & @CRLF & _
                "	With twenty mortal murders on their crowns," & @CRLF & _
                "	And push us from our stools: this is more strange" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than such a murder is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	My worthy lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your noble friends do lack you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	I do forget." & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not muse at me, my most worthy friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a strange infirmity, which is nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	To those that know me. Come, love and health to all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then I'll sit down. Give me some wine; fill full." & @CRLF & _
                "	I drink to the general joy o' the whole table," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to our dear friend Banquo, whom we miss;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would he were here! to all, and him, we thirst," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all to all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lords	                  Our duties, and the pledge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter GHOST OF BANQUO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Avaunt! and quit my sight! let the earth hide thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast no speculation in those eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which thou dost glare with!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Think of this, good peers," & @CRLF & _
                "	But as a thing of custom: 'tis no other;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only it spoils the pleasure of the time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	What man dare, I dare:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear," & @CRLF & _
                "	The arm'd rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall never tremble: or be alive again," & @CRLF & _
                "	And dare me to the desert with thy sword;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If trembling I inhabit then, protest me" & @CRLF & _
                "	The baby of a girl. Hence, horrible shadow!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unreal mockery, hence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[GHOST OF BANQUO vanishes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		 Why, so: being gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am a man again. Pray you, sit still." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	You have displaced the mirth, broke the good meeting," & @CRLF & _
                "	With most admired disorder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Can such things be," & @CRLF & _
                "	And overcome us like a summer's cloud," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without our special wonder? You make me strange" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to the disposition that I owe," & @CRLF & _
                "	When now I think you can behold such sights," & @CRLF & _
                "	And keep the natural ruby of your cheeks," & @CRLF & _
                "	When mine is blanched with fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	What sights, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	I pray you, speak not; he grows worse and worse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Question enrages him. At once, good night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand not upon the order of your going," & @CRLF & _
                "	But go at once." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LENNOX	                  Good night; and better health" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attend his majesty!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	A kind good night to all!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but MACBETH and LADY MACBETH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	It will have blood; they say, blood will have blood:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stones have been known to move and trees to speak;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Augurs and understood relations have" & @CRLF & _
                "	By magot-pies and choughs and rooks brought forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	The secret'st man of blood. What is the night?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Almost at odds with morning, which is which." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	How say'st thou, that Macduff denies his person" & @CRLF & _
                "	At our great bidding?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Did you send to him, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	I hear it by the way; but I will send:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's not a one of them but in his house" & @CRLF & _
                "	I keep a servant fee'd. I will to-morrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	And betimes I will, to the weird sisters:" & @CRLF & _
                "	More shall they speak; for now I am bent to know," & @CRLF & _
                "	By the worst means, the worst. For mine own good," & @CRLF & _
                "	All causes shall give way: I am in blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stepp'd in so far that, should I wade no more," & @CRLF & _
                "	Returning were as tedious as go o'er:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strange things I have in head, that will to hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which must be acted ere they may be scann'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	You lack the season of all natures, sleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Come, we'll to sleep. My strange and self-abuse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is the initiate fear that wants hard use:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We are yet but young in deed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	A Heath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Thunder. Enter the three Witches meeting HECATE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Witch	Why, how now, Hecate! you look angerly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECATE	Have I not reason, beldams as you are," & @CRLF & _
                "	Saucy and overbold? How did you dare" & @CRLF & _
                "	To trade and traffic with Macbeth" & @CRLF & _
                "	In riddles and affairs of death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I, the mistress of your charms," & @CRLF & _
                "	The close contriver of all harms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was never call'd to bear my part," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or show the glory of our art?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, which is worse, all you have done" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath been but for a wayward son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Spiteful and wrathful, who, as others do," & @CRLF & _
                "	Loves for his own ends, not for you." & @CRLF & _
                "	But make amends now: get you gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	And at the pit of Acheron" & @CRLF & _
                "	Meet me i' the morning: thither he" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will come to know his destiny:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your vessels and your spells provide," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your charms and every thing beside." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am for the air; this night I'll spend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto a dismal and a fatal end:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Great business must be wrought ere noon:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the corner of the moon" & @CRLF & _
                "	There hangs a vaporous drop profound;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll catch it ere it come to ground:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that distill'd by magic sleights" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall raise such artificial sprites" & @CRLF & _
                "	As by the strength of their illusion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall draw him on to his confusion:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall spurn fate, scorn death, and bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	He hopes 'bove wisdom, grace and fear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you all know, security" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is mortals' chiefest enemy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music and a song within: 'Come away, come" & @CRLF & _
                "	away,' &c]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark! I am call'd; my little spirit, see," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sits in a foggy cloud, and stays for me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Witch	Come, let's make haste; she'll soon be back again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	Forres. The palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LENNOX and another Lord]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LENNOX	My former speeches have but hit your thoughts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which can interpret further: only, I say," & @CRLF & _
                "	Things have been strangely borne. The" & @CRLF & _
                "	gracious Duncan" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was pitied of Macbeth: marry, he was dead:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the right-valiant Banquo walk'd too late;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom, you may say, if't please you, Fleance kill'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	For Fleance fled: men must not walk too late." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who cannot want the thought how monstrous" & @CRLF & _
                "	It was for Malcolm and for Donalbain" & @CRLF & _
                "	To kill their gracious father? damned fact!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How it did grieve Macbeth! did he not straight" & @CRLF & _
                "	In pious rage the two delinquents tear," & @CRLF & _
                "	That were the slaves of drink and thralls of sleep?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was not that nobly done? Ay, and wisely too;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'twould have anger'd any heart alive" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear the men deny't. So that, I say," & @CRLF & _
                "	He has borne all things well: and I do think" & @CRLF & _
                "	That had he Duncan's sons under his key--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As, an't please heaven, he shall not--they" & @CRLF & _
                "	should find" & @CRLF & _
                "	What 'twere to kill a father; so should Fleance." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, peace! for from broad words and 'cause he fail'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	His presence at the tyrant's feast, I hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Macduff lives in disgrace: sir, can you tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where he bestows himself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	The son of Duncan," & @CRLF & _
                "	From whom this tyrant holds the due of birth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lives in the English court, and is received" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the most pious Edward with such grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	That the malevolence of fortune nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Takes from his high respect: thither Macduff" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is gone to pray the holy king, upon his aid" & @CRLF & _
                "	To wake Northumberland and warlike Siward:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, by the help of these--with Him above" & @CRLF & _
                "	To ratify the work--we may again" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give to our tables meat, sleep to our nights," & @CRLF & _
                "	Free from our feasts and banquets bloody knives," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do faithful homage and receive free honours:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All which we pine for now: and this report" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath so exasperate the king that he" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prepares for some attempt of war." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LENNOX	Sent he to Macduff?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	He did: and with an absolute 'Sir, not I,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cloudy messenger turns me his back," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hums, as who should say 'You'll rue the time" & @CRLF & _
                "	That clogs me with this answer.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LENNOX	And that well might" & @CRLF & _
                "	Advise him to a caution, to hold what distance" & @CRLF & _
                "	His wisdom can provide. Some holy angel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fly to the court of England and unfold" & @CRLF & _
                "	His message ere he come, that a swift blessing" & @CRLF & _
                "	May soon return to this our suffering country" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under a hand accursed!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	I'll send my prayers with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A cavern. In the middle, a boiling cauldron." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Thunder. Enter the three Witches]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Witch	Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Witch	Thrice and once the hedge-pig whined." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Witch	Harpier cries 'Tis time, 'tis time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Witch	Round about the cauldron go;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the poison'd entrails throw." & @CRLF & _
                "	Toad, that under cold stone" & @CRLF & _
                "	Days and nights has thirty-one" & @CRLF & _
                "	Swelter'd venom sleeping got," & @CRLF & _
                "	Boil thou first i' the charmed pot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	Double, double toil and trouble;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fire burn, and cauldron bubble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Witch	Fillet of a fenny snake," & @CRLF & _
                "	In the cauldron boil and bake;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Eye of newt and toe of frog," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wool of bat and tongue of dog," & @CRLF & _
                "	Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lizard's leg and owlet's wing," & @CRLF & _
                "	For a charm of powerful trouble," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a hell-broth boil and bubble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	Double, double toil and trouble;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fire burn and cauldron bubble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Witch	Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf," & @CRLF & _
                "	Witches' mummy, maw and gulf" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark," & @CRLF & _
                "	Root of hemlock digg'd i' the dark," & @CRLF & _
                "	Liver of blaspheming Jew," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gall of goat, and slips of yew" & @CRLF & _
                "	Silver'd in the moon's eclipse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nose of Turk and Tartar's lips," & @CRLF & _
                "	Finger of birth-strangled babe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ditch-deliver'd by a drab," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make the gruel thick and slab:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Add thereto a tiger's chaudron," & @CRLF & _
                "	For the ingredients of our cauldron." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	Double, double toil and trouble;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fire burn and cauldron bubble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Witch	Cool it with a baboon's blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then the charm is firm and good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HECATE to the other three Witches]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECATE	O well done! I commend your pains;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And every one shall share i' the gains;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now about the cauldron sing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Live elves and fairies in a ring," & @CRLF & _
                "	Enchanting all that you put in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music and a song: 'Black spirits,' &c]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[HECATE retires]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Witch	By the pricking of my thumbs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Something wicked this way comes." & @CRLF & _
                "	Open, locks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whoever knocks!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MACBETH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is't you do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	                  A deed without a name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	I conjure you, by that which you profess," & @CRLF & _
                "	Howe'er you come to know it, answer me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though you untie the winds and let them fight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the churches; though the yesty waves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Confound and swallow navigation up;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown down;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though castles topple on their warders' heads;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though palaces and pyramids do slope" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their heads to their foundations; though the treasure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of nature's germens tumble all together," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even till destruction sicken; answer me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To what I ask you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Witch	                  Speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Witch	Demand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Witch	We'll answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Witch	Say, if thou'dst rather hear it from our mouths," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or from our masters?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Call 'em; let me see 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Witch	Pour in sow's blood, that hath eaten" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her nine farrow; grease that's sweaten" & @CRLF & _
                "	From the murderer's gibbet throw" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the flame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	                  Come, high or low;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thyself and office deftly show!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Thunder. First Apparition: an armed Head]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Tell me, thou unknown power,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Witch	He knows thy thought:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear his speech, but say thou nought." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Apparition	Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! beware Macduff;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beware the thane of Fife. Dismiss me. Enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Descends]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution, thanks;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast harp'd my fear aright: but one" & @CRLF & _
                "	word more,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Witch	He will not be commanded: here's another," & @CRLF & _
                "	More potent than the first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Thunder. Second Apparition: A bloody Child]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Apparition	Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Had I three ears, I'ld hear thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Apparition	Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn" & @CRLF & _
                "	The power of man, for none of woman born" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall harm Macbeth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Descends]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Then live, Macduff: what need I fear of thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet I'll make assurance double sure," & @CRLF & _
                "	And take a bond of fate: thou shalt not live;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I may tell pale-hearted fear it lies," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sleep in spite of thunder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Thunder. Third Apparition: a Child crowned," & @CRLF & _
                "	with a tree in his hand]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		         What is this" & @CRLF & _
                "	That rises like the issue of a king," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wears upon his baby-brow the round" & @CRLF & _
                "	And top of sovereignty?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	Listen, but speak not to't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Apparition	Be lion-mettled, proud; and take no care" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be until" & @CRLF & _
                "	Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall come against him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Descends]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	That will never be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who can impress the forest, bid the tree" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unfix his earth-bound root? Sweet bodements! good!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rebellion's head, rise never till the wood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Birnam rise, and our high-placed Macbeth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall live the lease of nature, pay his breath" & @CRLF & _
                "	To time and mortal custom. Yet my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Throbs to know one thing: tell me, if your art" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can tell so much: shall Banquo's issue ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reign in this kingdom?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	Seek to know no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	I will be satisfied: deny me this," & @CRLF & _
                "	And an eternal curse fall on you! Let me know." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why sinks that cauldron? and what noise is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Hautboys]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Witch	Show!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Witch	Show!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Witch	Show!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	Show his eyes, and grieve his heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come like shadows, so depart!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A show of Eight Kings, the last with a glass in" & @CRLF & _
                "	his hand; GHOST OF BANQUO following]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Thou art too like the spirit of Banquo: down!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy crown does sear mine eye-balls. And thy hair," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou other gold-bound brow, is like the first." & @CRLF & _
                "	A third is like the former. Filthy hags!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why do you show me this? A fourth! Start, eyes!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, will the line stretch out to the crack of doom?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Another yet! A seventh! I'll see no more:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet the eighth appears, who bears a glass" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which shows me many more; and some I see" & @CRLF & _
                "	That two-fold balls and treble scepters carry:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Horrible sight! Now, I see, 'tis true;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the blood-bolter'd Banquo smiles upon me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And points at them for his." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Apparitions vanish]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		      What, is this so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Witch	Ay, sir, all this is so: but why" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stands Macbeth thus amazedly?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, sisters, cheer we up his sprites," & @CRLF & _
                "	And show the best of our delights:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll charm the air to give a sound," & @CRLF & _
                "	While you perform your antic round:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That this great king may kindly say," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our duties did his welcome pay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music. The witches dance and then vanish," & @CRLF & _
                "	with HECATE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Where are they? Gone? Let this pernicious hour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand aye accursed in the calendar!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come in, without there!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LENNOX]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LENNOX	What's your grace's will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Saw you the weird sisters?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LENNOX	No, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Came they not by you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LENNOX	No, indeed, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Infected be the air whereon they ride;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And damn'd all those that trust them! I did hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	The galloping of horse: who was't came by?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LENNOX	'Tis two or three, my lord, that bring you word" & @CRLF & _
                "	Macduff is fled to England." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Fled to England!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LENNOX	Ay, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Time, thou anticipatest my dread exploits:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The flighty purpose never is o'ertook" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless the deed go with it; from this moment" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very firstlings of my heart shall be" & @CRLF & _
                "	The firstlings of my hand. And even now," & @CRLF & _
                "	To crown my thoughts with acts, be it thought and done:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The castle of Macduff I will surprise;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seize upon Fife; give to the edge o' the sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	His wife, his babes, and all unfortunate souls" & @CRLF & _
                "	That trace him in his line. No boasting like a fool;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This deed I'll do before this purpose cool." & @CRLF & _
                "	But no more sights!--Where are these gentlemen?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, bring me where they are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Fife. Macduff's castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LADY MACDUFF, her Son, and ROSS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACDUFF	What had he done, to make him fly the land?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	You must have patience, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACDUFF	He had none:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His flight was madness: when our actions do not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our fears do make us traitors." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	You know not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether it was his wisdom or his fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACDUFF	Wisdom! to leave his wife, to leave his babes," & @CRLF & _
                "	His mansion and his titles in a place" & @CRLF & _
                "	From whence himself does fly? He loves us not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He wants the natural touch: for the poor wren," & @CRLF & _
                "	The most diminutive of birds, will fight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her young ones in her nest, against the owl." & @CRLF & _
                "	All is the fear and nothing is the love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As little is the wisdom, where the flight" & @CRLF & _
                "	So runs against all reason." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	My dearest coz," & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you, school yourself: but for your husband," & @CRLF & _
                "	He is noble, wise, judicious, and best knows" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fits o' the season. I dare not speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	much further;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But cruel are the times, when we are traitors" & @CRLF & _
                "	And do not know ourselves, when we hold rumour" & @CRLF & _
                "	From what we fear, yet know not what we fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	But float upon a wild and violent sea" & @CRLF & _
                "	Each way and move. I take my leave of you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall not be long but I'll be here again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Things at the worst will cease, or else climb upward" & @CRLF & _
                "	To what they were before. My pretty cousin," & @CRLF & _
                "	Blessing upon you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACDUFF	Father'd he is, and yet he's fatherless." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	I am so much a fool, should I stay longer," & @CRLF & _
                "	It would be my disgrace and your discomfort:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I take my leave at once." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACDUFF	Sirrah, your father's dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what will you do now? How will you live?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Son	As birds do, mother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACDUFF	What, with worms and flies?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Son	With what I get, I mean; and so do they." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACDUFF	Poor bird! thou'ldst never fear the net nor lime," & @CRLF & _
                "	The pitfall nor the gin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Son	Why should I, mother? Poor birds they are not set for." & @CRLF & _
                "	My father is not dead, for all your saying." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACDUFF	Yes, he is dead; how wilt thou do for a father?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Son	Nay, how will you do for a husband?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACDUFF	Why, I can buy me twenty at any market." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Son	Then you'll buy 'em to sell again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACDUFF	Thou speak'st with all thy wit: and yet, i' faith," & @CRLF & _
                "	With wit enough for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Son	Was my father a traitor, mother?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACDUFF	Ay, that he was." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Son	What is a traitor?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACDUFF	Why, one that swears and lies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Son	And be all traitors that do so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACDUFF	Every one that does so is a traitor, and must be hanged." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Son	And must they all be hanged that swear and lie?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACDUFF	Every one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Son	Who must hang them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACDUFF	Why, the honest men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Son	Then the liars and swearers are fools," & @CRLF & _
                "	for there are liars and swearers enow to beat" & @CRLF & _
                "	the honest men and hang up them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACDUFF	Now, God help thee, poor monkey!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But how wilt thou do for a father?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Son	If he were dead, you'ld weep for" & @CRLF & _
                "	him: if you would not, it were a good sign" & @CRLF & _
                "	that I should quickly have a new father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACDUFF	Poor prattler, how thou talk'st!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Bless you, fair dame! I am not to you known," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though in your state of honour I am perfect." & @CRLF & _
                "	I doubt some danger does approach you nearly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you will take a homely man's advice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not found here; hence, with your little ones." & @CRLF & _
                "	To fright you thus, methinks, I am too savage;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do worse to you were fell cruelty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is too nigh your person. Heaven preserve you!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I dare abide no longer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACDUFF	Whither should I fly?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have done no harm. But I remember now" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am in this earthly world; where to do harm" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is often laudable, to do good sometime" & @CRLF & _
                "	Accounted dangerous folly: why then, alas," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do I put up that womanly defence," & @CRLF & _
                "	To say I have done no harm?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Murderers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		      What are these faces?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	Where is your husband?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACDUFF	I hope, in no place so unsanctified" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where such as thou mayst find him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	He's a traitor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Son	Thou liest, thou shag-hair'd villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Murderer	What, you egg!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Stabbing him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Young fry of treachery!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Son	He has kill'd me, mother:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Run away, I pray you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit LADY MACDUFF, crying 'Murder!' Exeunt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Murderers, following her]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	England. Before the King's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MALCOLM and MACDUFF]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	Let us seek out some desolate shade, and there" & @CRLF & _
                "	Weep our sad bosoms empty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Let us rather" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold fast the mortal sword, and like good men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bestride our down-fall'n birthdom: each new morn" & @CRLF & _
                "	New widows howl, new orphans cry, new sorrows" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strike heaven on the face, that it resounds" & @CRLF & _
                "	As if it felt with Scotland and yell'd out" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like syllable of dolour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	What I believe I'll wail," & @CRLF & _
                "	What know believe, and what I can redress," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I shall find the time to friend, I will." & @CRLF & _
                "	What you have spoke, it may be so perchance." & @CRLF & _
                "	This tyrant, whose sole name blisters our tongues," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was once thought honest: you have loved him well." & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath not touch'd you yet. I am young;" & @CRLF & _
                "	but something" & @CRLF & _
                "	You may deserve of him through me, and wisdom" & @CRLF & _
                "	To offer up a weak poor innocent lamb" & @CRLF & _
                "	To appease an angry god." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	I am not treacherous." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	But Macbeth is." & @CRLF & _
                "	A good and virtuous nature may recoil" & @CRLF & _
                "	In an imperial charge. But I shall crave" & @CRLF & _
                "	your pardon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That which you are my thoughts cannot transpose:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though all things foul would wear the brows of grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet grace must still look so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	I have lost my hopes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	Perchance even there where I did find my doubts." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why in that rawness left you wife and child," & @CRLF & _
                "	Those precious motives, those strong knots of love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without leave-taking? I pray you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let not my jealousies be your dishonours," & @CRLF & _
                "	But mine own safeties. You may be rightly just," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whatever I shall think." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Bleed, bleed, poor country!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Great tyranny! lay thou thy basis sure," & @CRLF & _
                "	For goodness dare not cheque thee: wear thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy wrongs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The title is affeer'd! Fare thee well, lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not be the villain that thou think'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the whole space that's in the tyrant's grasp," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the rich East to boot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	Be not offended:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I speak not as in absolute fear of you." & @CRLF & _
                "	I think our country sinks beneath the yoke;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It weeps, it bleeds; and each new day a gash" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is added to her wounds: I think withal" & @CRLF & _
                "	There would be hands uplifted in my right;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here from gracious England have I offer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of goodly thousands: but, for all this," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I shall tread upon the tyrant's head," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or wear it on my sword, yet my poor country" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall have more vices than it had before," & @CRLF & _
                "	More suffer and more sundry ways than ever," & @CRLF & _
                "	By him that shall succeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	What should he be?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	It is myself I mean: in whom I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	All the particulars of vice so grafted" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, when they shall be open'd, black Macbeth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will seem as pure as snow, and the poor state" & @CRLF & _
                "	Esteem him as a lamb, being compared" & @CRLF & _
                "	With my confineless harms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Not in the legions" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of horrid hell can come a devil more damn'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	In evils to top Macbeth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	I grant him bloody," & @CRLF & _
                "	Luxurious, avaricious, false, deceitful," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sudden, malicious, smacking of every sin" & @CRLF & _
                "	That has a name: but there's no bottom, none," & @CRLF & _
                "	In my voluptuousness: your wives, your daughters," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your matrons and your maids, could not fill up" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cistern of my lust, and my desire" & @CRLF & _
                "	All continent impediments would o'erbear" & @CRLF & _
                "	That did oppose my will: better Macbeth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than such an one to reign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Boundless intemperance" & @CRLF & _
                "	In nature is a tyranny; it hath been" & @CRLF & _
                "	The untimely emptying of the happy throne" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fall of many kings. But fear not yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	To take upon you what is yours: you may" & @CRLF & _
                "	Convey your pleasures in a spacious plenty," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet seem cold, the time you may so hoodwink." & @CRLF & _
                "	We have willing dames enough: there cannot be" & @CRLF & _
                "	That vulture in you, to devour so many" & @CRLF & _
                "	As will to greatness dedicate themselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Finding it so inclined." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	With this there grows" & @CRLF & _
                "	In my most ill-composed affection such" & @CRLF & _
                "	A stanchless avarice that, were I king," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should cut off the nobles for their lands," & @CRLF & _
                "	Desire his jewels and this other's house:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And my more-having would be as a sauce" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make me hunger more; that I should forge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Quarrels unjust against the good and loyal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Destroying them for wealth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	This avarice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sticks deeper, grows with more pernicious root" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than summer-seeming lust, and it hath been" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sword of our slain kings: yet do not fear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Scotland hath foisons to fill up your will." & @CRLF & _
                "	Of your mere own: all these are portable," & @CRLF & _
                "	With other graces weigh'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	But I have none: the king-becoming graces," & @CRLF & _
                "	As justice, verity, temperance, stableness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bounty, perseverance, mercy, lowliness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Devotion, patience, courage, fortitude," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have no relish of them, but abound" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the division of each several crime," & @CRLF & _
                "	Acting it many ways. Nay, had I power, I should" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	Uproar the universal peace, confound" & @CRLF & _
                "	All unity on earth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	O Scotland, Scotland!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	If such a one be fit to govern, speak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am as I have spoken." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Fit to govern!" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, not to live. O nation miserable," & @CRLF & _
                "	With an untitled tyrant bloody-scepter'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	When shalt thou see thy wholesome days again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since that the truest issue of thy throne" & @CRLF & _
                "	By his own interdiction stands accursed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And does blaspheme his breed? Thy royal father" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was a most sainted king: the queen that bore thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Oftener upon her knees than on her feet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Died every day she lived. Fare thee well!" & @CRLF & _
                "	These evils thou repeat'st upon thyself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have banish'd me from Scotland. O my breast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy hope ends here!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	Macduff, this noble passion," & @CRLF & _
                "	Child of integrity, hath from my soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wiped the black scruples, reconciled my thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	To thy good truth and honour. Devilish Macbeth" & @CRLF & _
                "	By many of these trains hath sought to win me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into his power, and modest wisdom plucks me" & @CRLF & _
                "	From over-credulous haste: but God above" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deal between thee and me! for even now" & @CRLF & _
                "	I put myself to thy direction, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unspeak mine own detraction, here abjure" & @CRLF & _
                "	The taints and blames I laid upon myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	For strangers to my nature. I am yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unknown to woman, never was forsworn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Scarcely have coveted what was mine own," & @CRLF & _
                "	At no time broke my faith, would not betray" & @CRLF & _
                "	The devil to his fellow and delight" & @CRLF & _
                "	No less in truth than life: my first false speaking" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was this upon myself: what I am truly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is thine and my poor country's to command:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whither indeed, before thy here-approach," & @CRLF & _
                "	Old Siward, with ten thousand warlike men," & @CRLF & _
                "	Already at a point, was setting forth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now we'll together; and the chance of goodness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be like our warranted quarrel! Why are you silent?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Such welcome and unwelcome things at once" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis hard to reconcile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Doctor]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	Well; more anon.--Comes the king forth, I pray you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	Ay, sir; there are a crew of wretched souls" & @CRLF & _
                "	That stay his cure: their malady convinces" & @CRLF & _
                "	The great assay of art; but at his touch--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such sanctity hath heaven given his hand--" & @CRLF & _
                "	They presently amend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	I thank you, doctor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Doctor]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	What's the disease he means?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	'Tis call'd the evil:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A most miraculous work in this good king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which often, since my here-remain in England," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have seen him do. How he solicits heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	Himself best knows: but strangely-visited people," & @CRLF & _
                "	All swoln and ulcerous, pitiful to the eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	The mere despair of surgery, he cures," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hanging a golden stamp about their necks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Put on with holy prayers: and 'tis spoken," & @CRLF & _
                "	To the succeeding royalty he leaves" & @CRLF & _
                "	The healing benediction. With this strange virtue," & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath a heavenly gift of prophecy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sundry blessings hang about his throne," & @CRLF & _
                "	That speak him full of grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROSS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	See, who comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	My countryman; but yet I know him not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	My ever-gentle cousin, welcome hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	I know him now. Good God, betimes remove" & @CRLF & _
                "	The means that makes us strangers!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	Sir, amen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Stands Scotland where it did?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	Alas, poor country!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Almost afraid to know itself. It cannot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be call'd our mother, but our grave; where nothing," & @CRLF & _
                "	But who knows nothing, is once seen to smile;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where sighs and groans and shrieks that rend the air" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are made, not mark'd; where violent sorrow seems" & @CRLF & _
                "	A modern ecstasy; the dead man's knell" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is there scarce ask'd for who; and good men's lives" & @CRLF & _
                "	Expire before the flowers in their caps," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dying or ere they sicken." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	O, relation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too nice, and yet too true!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	What's the newest grief?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	That of an hour's age doth hiss the speaker:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Each minute teems a new one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	How does my wife?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	Why, well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	         And all my children?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	Well too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	The tyrant has not batter'd at their peace?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	No; they were well at peace when I did leave 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	But not a niggard of your speech: how goes't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	When I came hither to transport the tidings," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I have heavily borne, there ran a rumour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of many worthy fellows that were out;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which was to my belief witness'd the rather," & @CRLF & _
                "	For that I saw the tyrant's power a-foot:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now is the time of help; your eye in Scotland" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would create soldiers, make our women fight," & @CRLF & _
                "	To doff their dire distresses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	Be't their comfort" & @CRLF & _
                "	We are coming thither: gracious England hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lent us good Siward and ten thousand men;" & @CRLF & _
                "	An older and a better soldier none" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Christendom gives out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	Would I could answer" & @CRLF & _
                "	This comfort with the like! But I have words" & @CRLF & _
                "	That would be howl'd out in the desert air," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where hearing should not latch them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	What concern they?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The general cause? or is it a fee-grief" & @CRLF & _
                "	Due to some single breast?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	No mind that's honest" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in it shares some woe; though the main part" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pertains to you alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	If it be mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep it not from me, quickly let me have it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	Let not your ears despise my tongue for ever," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which shall possess them with the heaviest sound" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever yet they heard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Hum! I guess at it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	Your castle is surprised; your wife and babes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Savagely slaughter'd: to relate the manner," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were, on the quarry of these murder'd deer," & @CRLF & _
                "	To add the death of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	Merciful heaven!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	My children too?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	                  Wife, children, servants, all" & @CRLF & _
                "	That could be found." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	And I must be from thence!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My wife kill'd too?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	I have said." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	Be comforted:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's make us medicines of our great revenge," & @CRLF & _
                "	To cure this deadly grief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	He has no children. All my pretty ones?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did you say all? O hell-kite! All?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, all my pretty chickens and their dam" & @CRLF & _
                "	At one fell swoop?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	Dispute it like a man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	I shall do so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I must also feel it as a man:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot but remember such things were," & @CRLF & _
                "	That were most precious to me. Did heaven look on," & @CRLF & _
                "	And would not take their part? Sinful Macduff," & @CRLF & _
                "	They were all struck for thee! naught that I am," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not for their own demerits, but for mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fell slaughter on their souls. Heaven rest them now!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	Be this the whetstone of your sword: let grief" & @CRLF & _
                "	Convert to anger; blunt not the heart, enrage it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	O, I could play the woman with mine eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	And braggart with my tongue! But, gentle heavens," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cut short all intermission; front to front" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring thou this fiend of Scotland and myself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within my sword's length set him; if he 'scape," & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven forgive him too!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	This tune goes manly." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, go we to the king; our power is ready;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our lack is nothing but our leave; Macbeth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is ripe for shaking, and the powers above" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put on their instruments. Receive what cheer you may:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The night is long that never finds the day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Dunsinane. Ante-room in the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Doctor of Physic and a Waiting-Gentlewoman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	I have two nights watched with you, but can perceive" & @CRLF & _
                "	no truth in your report. When was it she last walked?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentlewoman	Since his majesty went into the field, I have seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	her rise from her bed, throw her night-gown upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	her, unlock her closet, take forth paper, fold it," & @CRLF & _
                "	write upon't, read it, afterwards seal it, and again" & @CRLF & _
                "	return to bed; yet all this while in a most fast sleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	A great perturbation in nature, to receive at once" & @CRLF & _
                "	the benefit of sleep, and do the effects of" & @CRLF & _
                "	watching! In this slumbery agitation, besides her" & @CRLF & _
                "	walking and other actual performances, what, at any" & @CRLF & _
                "	time, have you heard her say?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentlewoman	That, sir, which I will not report after her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	You may to me: and 'tis most meet you should." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentlewoman	Neither to you nor any one; having no witness to" & @CRLF & _
                "	confirm my speech." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LADY MACBETH, with a taper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lo you, here she comes! This is her very guise;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and, upon my life, fast asleep. Observe her; stand close." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	How came she by that light?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentlewoman	Why, it stood by her: she has light by her" & @CRLF & _
                "	continually; 'tis her command." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	You see, her eyes are open." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentlewoman	Ay, but their sense is shut." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	What is it she does now? Look, how she rubs her hands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentlewoman	It is an accustomed action with her, to seem thus" & @CRLF & _
                "	washing her hands: I have known her continue in" & @CRLF & _
                "	this a quarter of an hour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Yet here's a spot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	Hark! she speaks: I will set down what comes from" & @CRLF & _
                "	her, to satisfy my remembrance the more strongly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Out, damned spot! out, I say!--One: two: why," & @CRLF & _
                "	then, 'tis time to do't.--Hell is murky!--Fie, my" & @CRLF & _
                "	lord, fie! a soldier, and afeard? What need we" & @CRLF & _
                "	fear who knows it, when none can call our power to" & @CRLF & _
                "	account?--Yet who would have thought the old man" & @CRLF & _
                "	to have had so much blood in him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	Do you mark that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	The thane of Fife had a wife: where is she now?--" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, will these hands ne'er be clean?--No more o'" & @CRLF & _
                "	that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with" & @CRLF & _
                "	this starting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	Go to, go to; you have known what you should not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentlewoman	She has spoke what she should not, I am sure of" & @CRLF & _
                "	that: heaven knows what she has known." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Here's the smell of the blood still: all the" & @CRLF & _
                "	perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little" & @CRLF & _
                "	hand. Oh, oh, oh!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	What a sigh is there! The heart is sorely charged." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentlewoman	I would not have such a heart in my bosom for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	dignity of the whole body." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	Well, well, well,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentlewoman	Pray God it be, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	This disease is beyond my practise: yet I have known" & @CRLF & _
                "	those which have walked in their sleep who have died" & @CRLF & _
                "	holily in their beds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	Wash your hands, put on your nightgown; look not so" & @CRLF & _
                "	pale.--I tell you yet again, Banquo's buried; he" & @CRLF & _
                "	cannot come out on's grave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	Even so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MACBETH	To bed, to bed! there's knocking at the gate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	come, come, come, come, give me your hand. What's" & @CRLF & _
                "	done cannot be undone.--To bed, to bed, to bed!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	Will she go now to bed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentlewoman	Directly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	Foul whisperings are abroad: unnatural deeds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do breed unnatural troubles: infected minds" & @CRLF & _
                "	To their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets:" & @CRLF & _
                "	More needs she the divine than the physician." & @CRLF & _
                "	God, God forgive us all! Look after her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Remove from her the means of all annoyance," & @CRLF & _
                "	And still keep eyes upon her. So, good night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My mind she has mated, and amazed my sight." & @CRLF & _
                "	I think, but dare not speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentlewoman	Good night, good doctor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The country near Dunsinane." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drum and colours. Enter MENTEITH, CAITHNESS, ANGUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	LENNOX, and Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENTEITH	The English power is near, led on by Malcolm," & @CRLF & _
                "	His uncle Siward and the good Macduff:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Revenges burn in them; for their dear causes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would to the bleeding and the grim alarm" & @CRLF & _
                "	Excite the mortified man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGUS	Near Birnam wood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall we well meet them; that way are they coming." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAITHNESS	Who knows if Donalbain be with his brother?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LENNOX	For certain, sir, he is not: I have a file" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all the gentry: there is Siward's son," & @CRLF & _
                "	And many unrough youths that even now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Protest their first of manhood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENTEITH	What does the tyrant?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAITHNESS	Great Dunsinane he strongly fortifies:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some say he's mad; others that lesser hate him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do call it valiant fury: but, for certain," & @CRLF & _
                "	He cannot buckle his distemper'd cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within the belt of rule." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGUS	Now does he feel" & @CRLF & _
                "	His secret murders sticking on his hands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now minutely revolts upbraid his faith-breach;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those he commands move only in command," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing in love: now does he feel his title" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hang loose about him, like a giant's robe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a dwarfish thief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENTEITH	Who then shall blame" & @CRLF & _
                "	His pester'd senses to recoil and start," & @CRLF & _
                "	When all that is within him does condemn" & @CRLF & _
                "	Itself for being there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAITHNESS	Well, march we on," & @CRLF & _
                "	To give obedience where 'tis truly owed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Meet we the medicine of the sickly weal," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with him pour we in our country's purge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Each drop of us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LENNOX	                  Or so much as it needs," & @CRLF & _
                "	To dew the sovereign flower and drown the weeds." & @CRLF & _
                "	Make we our march towards Birnam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt, marching]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Dunsinane. A room in the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MACBETH, Doctor, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Bring me no more reports; let them fly all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till Birnam wood remove to Dunsinane," & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot taint with fear. What's the boy Malcolm?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was he not born of woman? The spirits that know" & @CRLF & _
                "	All mortal consequences have pronounced me thus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Fear not, Macbeth; no man that's born of woman" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall e'er have power upon thee.' Then fly," & @CRLF & _
                "	false thanes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And mingle with the English epicures:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mind I sway by and the heart I bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall never sag with doubt nor shake with fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The devil damn thee black, thou cream-faced loon!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where got'st thou that goose look?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	There is ten thousand--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Geese, villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Soldiers, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Go prick thy face, and over-red thy fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou lily-liver'd boy. What soldiers, patch?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Death of thy soul! those linen cheeks of thine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are counsellors to fear. What soldiers, whey-face?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	The English force, so please you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Take thy face hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		Seyton!--I am sick at heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I behold--Seyton, I say!--This push" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will cheer me ever, or disseat me now." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have lived long enough: my way of life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that which should accompany old age," & @CRLF & _
                "	As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	I must not look to have; but, in their stead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not. Seyton!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SEYTON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEYTON	What is your gracious pleasure?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	What news more?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEYTON	All is confirm'd, my lord, which was reported." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	I'll fight till from my bones my flesh be hack'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me my armour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEYTON	'Tis not needed yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	I'll put it on." & @CRLF & _
                "	Send out more horses; skirr the country round;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hang those that talk of fear. Give me mine armour." & @CRLF & _
                "	How does your patient, doctor?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	Not so sick, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	As she is troubled with thick coming fancies," & @CRLF & _
                "	That keep her from her rest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Cure her of that." & @CRLF & _
                "	Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Raze out the written troubles of the brain" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with some sweet oblivious antidote" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cleanse the stuff'd bosom of that perilous stuff" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which weighs upon the heart?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	Therein the patient" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must minister to himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Throw physic to the dogs; I'll none of it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, put mine armour on; give me my staff." & @CRLF & _
                "	Seyton, send out. Doctor, the thanes fly from me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, sir, dispatch. If thou couldst, doctor, cast" & @CRLF & _
                "	The water of my land, find her disease," & @CRLF & _
                "	And purge it to a sound and pristine health," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would applaud thee to the very echo," & @CRLF & _
                "	That should applaud again.--Pull't off, I say.--" & @CRLF & _
                "	What rhubarb, cyme, or what purgative drug," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would scour these English hence? Hear'st thou of them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	Ay, my good lord; your royal preparation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes us hear something." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Bring it after me." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not be afraid of death and bane," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till Birnam forest come to Dunsinane." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Doctor	[Aside]  Were I from Dunsinane away and clear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Profit again should hardly draw me here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Country near Birnam wood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drum and colours. Enter MALCOLM, SIWARD and YOUNG" & @CRLF & _
                "	SIWARD, MACDUFF, MENTEITH, CAITHNESS, ANGUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	LENNOX, ROSS, and Soldiers, marching]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	Cousins, I hope the days are near at hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	That chambers will be safe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENTEITH	We doubt it nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIWARD	What wood is this before us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENTEITH	The wood of Birnam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	Let every soldier hew him down a bough" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bear't before him: thereby shall we shadow" & @CRLF & _
                "	The numbers of our host and make discovery" & @CRLF & _
                "	Err in report of us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soldiers	It shall be done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIWARD	We learn no other but the confident tyrant" & @CRLF & _
                "	Keeps still in Dunsinane, and will endure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our setting down before 't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	'Tis his main hope:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For where there is advantage to be given," & @CRLF & _
                "	Both more and less have given him the revolt," & @CRLF & _
                "	And none serve with him but constrained things" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose hearts are absent too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Let our just censures" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attend the true event, and put we on" & @CRLF & _
                "	Industrious soldiership." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIWARD	The time approaches" & @CRLF & _
                "	That will with due decision make us know" & @CRLF & _
                "	What we shall say we have and what we owe." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thoughts speculative their unsure hopes relate," & @CRLF & _
                "	But certain issue strokes must arbitrate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Towards which advance the war." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt, marching]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Dunsinane. Within the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MACBETH, SEYTON, and Soldiers, with drum" & @CRLF & _
                "	and colours]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Hang out our banners on the outward walls;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cry is still 'They come:' our castle's strength" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will laugh a siege to scorn: here let them lie" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till famine and the ague eat them up:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were they not forced with those that should be ours," & @CRLF & _
                "	We might have met them dareful, beard to beard," & @CRLF & _
                "	And beat them backward home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A cry of women within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		       What is that noise?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEYTON	It is the cry of women, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	I have almost forgot the taste of fears;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The time has been, my senses would have cool'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear a night-shriek; and my fell of hair" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir" & @CRLF & _
                "	As life were in't: I have supp'd full with horrors;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot once start me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter SEYTON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		Wherefore was that cry?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEYTON	The queen, my lord, is dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	She should have died hereafter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There would have been a time for such a word." & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Creeps in this petty pace from day to day" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the last syllable of recorded time," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all our yesterdays have lighted fools" & @CRLF & _
                "	The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player" & @CRLF & _
                "	That struts and frets his hour upon the stage" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then is heard no more: it is a tale" & @CRLF & _
                "	Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury," & @CRLF & _
                "	Signifying nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou comest to use thy tongue; thy story quickly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Gracious my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should report that which I say I saw," & @CRLF & _
                "	But know not how to do it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Well, say, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	As I did stand my watch upon the hill," & @CRLF & _
                "	I look'd toward Birnam, and anon, methought," & @CRLF & _
                "	The wood began to move." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Liar and slave!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Let me endure your wrath, if't be not so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within this three mile may you see it coming;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I say, a moving grove." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	If thou speak'st false," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the next tree shalt thou hang alive," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till famine cling thee: if thy speech be sooth," & @CRLF & _
                "	I care not if thou dost for me as much." & @CRLF & _
                "	I pull in resolution, and begin" & @CRLF & _
                "	To doubt the equivocation of the fiend" & @CRLF & _
                "	That lies like truth: 'Fear not, till Birnam wood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do come to Dunsinane:'  and now a wood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Comes toward Dunsinane. Arm, arm, and out!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If this which he avouches does appear," & @CRLF & _
                "	There is nor flying hence nor tarrying here." & @CRLF & _
                "	I gin to be aweary of the sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wish the estate o' the world were now undone." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ring the alarum-bell! Blow, wind! come, wrack!" & @CRLF & _
                "	At least we'll die with harness on our back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	Dunsinane. Before the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drum and colours. Enter MALCOLM, SIWARD, MACDUFF," & @CRLF & _
                "	and their Army, with boughs]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	Now near enough: your leafy screens throw down." & @CRLF & _
                "	And show like those you are. You, worthy uncle," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall, with my cousin, your right-noble son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lead our first battle: worthy Macduff and we" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall take upon 's what else remains to do," & @CRLF & _
                "	According to our order." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIWARD	Fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "	Do we but find the tyrant's power to-night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us be beaten, if we cannot fight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Make all our trumpets speak; give them all breath," & @CRLF & _
                "	Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VII	Another part of the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarums. Enter MACBETH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	They have tied me to a stake; I cannot fly," & @CRLF & _
                "	But, bear-like, I must fight the course. What's he" & @CRLF & _
                "	That was not born of woman? Such a one" & @CRLF & _
                "	Am I to fear, or none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter YOUNG SIWARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YOUNG SIWARD	What is thy name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	                  Thou'lt be afraid to hear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YOUNG SIWARD	No; though thou call'st thyself a hotter name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than any is in hell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	My name's Macbeth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YOUNG SIWARD	The devil himself could not pronounce a title" & @CRLF & _
                "	More hateful to mine ear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	No, nor more fearful." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "YOUNG SIWARD	Thou liest, abhorred tyrant; with my sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll prove the lie thou speak'st." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They fight and YOUNG SIWARD is slain]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Thou wast born of woman" & @CRLF & _
                "	But swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Brandish'd by man that's of a woman born." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarums. Enter MACDUFF]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	That way the noise is. Tyrant, show thy face!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou be'st slain and with no stroke of mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	My wife and children's ghosts will haunt me still." & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot strike at wretched kerns, whose arms" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are hired to bear their staves: either thou, Macbeth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else my sword with an unbatter'd edge" & @CRLF & _
                "	I sheathe again undeeded. There thou shouldst be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	By this great clatter, one of greatest note" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seems bruited. Let me find him, fortune!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And more I beg not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit. Alarums]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MALCOLM and SIWARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIWARD	This way, my lord; the castle's gently render'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The tyrant's people on both sides do fight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The noble thanes do bravely in the war;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The day almost itself professes yours," & @CRLF & _
                "	And little is to do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	We have met with foes" & @CRLF & _
                "	That strike beside us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIWARD	Enter, sir, the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt. Alarums]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MACBETH" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VIII	Another part of the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MACBETH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Why should I play the Roman fool, and die" & @CRLF & _
                "	On mine own sword? whiles I see lives, the gashes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do better upon them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MACDUFF]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Turn, hell-hound, turn!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Of all men else I have avoided thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But get thee back; my soul is too much charged" & @CRLF & _
                "	With blood of thine already." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	I have no words:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My voice is in my sword: thou bloodier villain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than terms can give thee out!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They fight]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Thou losest labour:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As easy mayst thou the intrenchant air" & @CRLF & _
                "	With thy keen sword impress as make me bleed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I bear a charmed life, which must not yield," & @CRLF & _
                "	To one of woman born." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Despair thy charm;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let the angel whom thou still hast served" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell thee, Macduff was from his mother's womb" & @CRLF & _
                "	Untimely ripp'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	Accursed be that tongue that tells me so," & @CRLF & _
                "	For it hath cow'd my better part of man!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And be these juggling fiends no more believed," & @CRLF & _
                "	That palter with us in a double sense;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That keep the word of promise to our ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	And break it to our hope. I'll not fight with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Then yield thee, coward," & @CRLF & _
                "	And live to be the show and gaze o' the time:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll have thee, as our rarer monsters are," & @CRLF & _
                "	Painted on a pole, and underwrit," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Here may you see the tyrant.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACBETH	I will not yield," & @CRLF & _
                "	To kiss the ground before young Malcolm's feet," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to be baited with the rabble's curse." & @CRLF & _
                "	Though Birnam wood be come to Dunsinane," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou opposed, being of no woman born," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet I will try the last. Before my body" & @CRLF & _
                "	I throw my warlike shield. Lay on, Macduff," & @CRLF & _
                "	And damn'd be him that first cries, 'Hold, enough!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt, fighting. Alarums]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Retreat. Flourish. Enter, with drum and colours," & @CRLF & _
                "	MALCOLM, SIWARD, ROSS, the other Thanes, and Soldiers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	I would the friends we miss were safe arrived." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIWARD	Some must go off: and yet, by these I see," & @CRLF & _
                "	So great a day as this is cheaply bought." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	Macduff is missing, and your noble son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	Your son, my lord, has paid a soldier's debt:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He only lived but till he was a man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The which no sooner had his prowess confirm'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the unshrinking station where he fought," & @CRLF & _
                "	But like a man he died." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIWARD	Then he is dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	Ay, and brought off the field: your cause of sorrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must not be measured by his worth, for then" & @CRLF & _
                "	It hath no end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIWARD	                  Had he his hurts before?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROSS	Ay, on the front." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIWARD	                  Why then, God's soldier be he!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had I as many sons as I have hairs," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not wish them to a fairer death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so, his knell is knoll'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	He's worth more sorrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that I'll spend for him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIWARD	He's worth no more" & @CRLF & _
                "	They say he parted well, and paid his score:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so, God be with him! Here comes newer comfort." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter MACDUFF, with MACBETH's head]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MACDUFF	Hail, king! for so thou art: behold, where stands" & @CRLF & _
                "	The usurper's cursed head: the time is free:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I see thee compass'd with thy kingdom's pearl," & @CRLF & _
                "	That speak my salutation in their minds;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose voices I desire aloud with mine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hail, King of Scotland!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	Hail, King of Scotland!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALCOLM	We shall not spend a large expense of time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before we reckon with your several loves," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make us even with you. My thanes and kinsmen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Henceforth be earls, the first that ever Scotland" & @CRLF & _
                "	In such an honour named. What's more to do," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which would be planted newly with the time," & @CRLF & _
                "	As calling home our exiled friends abroad" & @CRLF & _
                "	That fled the snares of watchful tyranny;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Producing forth the cruel ministers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this dead butcher and his fiend-like queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, as 'tis thought, by self and violent hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Took off her life; this, and what needful else" & @CRLF & _
                "	That calls upon us, by the grace of Grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	We will perform in measure, time and place:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So, thanks to all at once and to each one," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom we invite to see us crown'd at Scone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "	MEASURE FOR MEASURE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	the Duke. (DUKE VINCENTIO:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Deputy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	an ancient Lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	a young gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	a fantastic." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two other gentlemen." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Gentleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Gentleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	Provost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	(FRIAR PETER:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|  two friars." & @CRLF & _
                "THOMAS	(FRIAR THOMAS:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Justice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VARRIUS:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	a simple constable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FROTH	a foolish gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	servant to Mistress Overdone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABHORSON	an executioner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARNARDINE	a dissolute prisoner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	sister to Claudio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	betrothed to Angelo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	beloved of Claudio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCISCA	a nun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS OVERDONE	a bawd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords, Officers, Citizens, Boy, and Attendant." & @CRLF & _
                "	(Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Vienna." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MEASURE FOR MEASURE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	An apartment in the DUKE'S palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE VINCENTIO, ESCALUS, Lords and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Escalus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	My lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Of government the properties to unfold," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would seem in me to affect speech and discourse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since I am put to know that your own science" & @CRLF & _
                "	Exceeds, in that, the lists of all advice" & @CRLF & _
                "	My strength can give you: then no more remains," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that to your sufficiency [           ]" & @CRLF & _
                "	[                  ] as your Worth is able," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let them work. The nature of our people," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our city's institutions, and the terms" & @CRLF & _
                "	For common justice, you're as pregnant in" & @CRLF & _
                "	As art and practise hath enriched any" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we remember. There is our commission," & @CRLF & _
                "	From which we would not have you warp. Call hither," & @CRLF & _
                "	I say, bid come before us Angelo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit an Attendant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What figure of us think you he will bear?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For you must know, we have with special soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Elected him our absence to supply," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lent him our terror, dress'd him with our love," & @CRLF & _
                "	And given his deputation all the organs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of our own power: what think you of it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	If any in Vienna be of worth" & @CRLF & _
                "	To undergo such ample grace and honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is Lord Angelo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	                  Look where he comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANGELO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Always obedient to your grace's will," & @CRLF & _
                "	I come to know your pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Angelo," & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a kind of character in thy life," & @CRLF & _
                "	That to the observer doth thy history" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fully unfold. Thyself and thy belongings" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are not thine own so proper as to waste" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thyself upon thy virtues, they on thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven doth with us as we with torches do," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not light them for themselves; for if our virtues" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike" & @CRLF & _
                "	As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely touch'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	But to fine issues, nor Nature never lends" & @CRLF & _
                "	The smallest scruple of her excellence" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, like a thrifty goddess, she determines" & @CRLF & _
                "	Herself the glory of a creditor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Both thanks and use. But I do bend my speech" & @CRLF & _
                "	To one that can my part in him advertise;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold therefore, Angelo:--" & @CRLF & _
                "	In our remove be thou at full ourself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mortality and mercy in Vienna" & @CRLF & _
                "	Live in thy tongue and heart: old Escalus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though first in question, is thy secondary." & @CRLF & _
                "	Take thy commission." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Now, good my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let there be some more test made of my metal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before so noble and so great a figure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be stamp'd upon it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	No more evasion:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have with a leaven'd and prepared choice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proceeded to you; therefore take your honours." & @CRLF & _
                "	Our haste from hence is of so quick condition" & @CRLF & _
                "	That it prefers itself and leaves unquestion'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Matters of needful value. We shall write to you," & @CRLF & _
                "	As time and our concernings shall importune," & @CRLF & _
                "	How it goes with us, and do look to know" & @CRLF & _
                "	What doth befall you here. So, fare you well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the hopeful execution do I leave you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of your commissions." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Yet give leave, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we may bring you something on the way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	My haste may not admit it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor need you, on mine honour, have to do" & @CRLF & _
                "	With any scruple; your scope is as mine own" & @CRLF & _
                "	So to enforce or qualify the laws" & @CRLF & _
                "	As to your soul seems good. Give me your hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll privily away. I love the people," & @CRLF & _
                "	But do not like to stage me to their eyes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Through it do well, I do not relish well" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their loud applause and Aves vehement;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor do I think the man of safe discretion" & @CRLF & _
                "	That does affect it. Once more, fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	The heavens give safety to your purposes!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Lead forth and bring you back in happiness!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	I thank you. Fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	I shall desire you, sir, to give me leave" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have free speech with you; and it concerns me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To look into the bottom of my place:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A power I have, but of what strength and nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not yet instructed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	'Tis so with me. Let us withdraw together," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we may soon our satisfaction have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Touching that point." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	I'll wait upon your honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MEASURE FOR MEASURE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A Street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LUCIO and two Gentlemen]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	If the duke with the other dukes come not to" & @CRLF & _
                "	composition with the King of Hungary, why then all" & @CRLF & _
                "	the dukes fall upon the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Heaven grant us its peace, but not the King of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hungary's!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	Amen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Thou concludest like the sanctimonious pirate, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	went to sea with the Ten Commandments, but scraped" & @CRLF & _
                "	one out of the table." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	'Thou shalt not steal'?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Ay, that he razed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Why, 'twas a commandment to command the captain and" & @CRLF & _
                "	all the rest from their functions: they put forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	to steal. There's not a soldier of us all, that, in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the thanksgiving before meat, do relish the petition" & @CRLF & _
                "	well that prays for peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	I never heard any soldier dislike it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	I believe thee; for I think thou never wast where" & @CRLF & _
                "	grace was said." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	No? a dozen times at least." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	What, in metre?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	In any proportion or in any language." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	I think, or in any religion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Ay, why not? Grace is grace, despite of all" & @CRLF & _
                "	controversy: as, for example, thou thyself art a" & @CRLF & _
                "	wicked villain, despite of all grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Well, there went but a pair of shears between us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	I grant; as there may between the lists and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	velvet. Thou art the list." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	And thou the velvet: thou art good velvet; thou'rt" & @CRLF & _
                "	a three-piled piece, I warrant thee: I had as lief" & @CRLF & _
                "	be a list of an English kersey as be piled, as thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	art piled, for a French velvet. Do I speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	feelingly now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	I think thou dost; and, indeed, with most painful" & @CRLF & _
                "	feeling of thy speech: I will, out of thine own" & @CRLF & _
                "	confession, learn to begin thy health; but, whilst I" & @CRLF & _
                "	live, forget to drink after thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	I think I have done myself wrong, have I not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	Yes, that thou hast, whether thou art tainted or free." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Behold, behold. where Madam Mitigation comes! I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have purchased as many diseases under her roof as come to--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	To what, I pray?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Judge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	To three thousand dolours a year." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Ay, and more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	A French crown more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Thou art always figuring diseases in me; but thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	art full of error; I am sound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Nay, not as one would say, healthy; but so sound as" & @CRLF & _
                "	things that are hollow: thy bones are hollow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	impiety has made a feast of thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MISTRESS OVERDONE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	How now! which of your hips has the most profound sciatica?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS OVERDONE	Well, well; there's one yonder arrested and carried" & @CRLF & _
                "	to prison was worth five thousand of you all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	Who's that, I pray thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS OVERDONE	Marry, sir, that's Claudio, Signior Claudio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Claudio to prison? 'tis not so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS OVERDONE	Nay, but I know 'tis so: I saw him arrested, saw" & @CRLF & _
                "	him carried away; and, which is more, within these" & @CRLF & _
                "	three days his head to be chopped off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	But, after all this fooling, I would not have it so." & @CRLF & _
                "	Art thou sure of this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS OVERDONE	I am too sure of it: and it is for getting Madam" & @CRLF & _
                "	Julietta with child." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Believe me, this may be: he promised to meet me two" & @CRLF & _
                "	hours since, and he was ever precise in" & @CRLF & _
                "	promise-keeping." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	Besides, you know, it draws something near to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	speech we had to such a purpose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	But, most of all, agreeing with the proclamation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Away! let's go learn the truth of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt LUCIO and Gentlemen]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS OVERDONE	Thus, what with the war, what with the sweat, what" & @CRLF & _
                "	with the gallows and what with poverty, I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	custom-shrunk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter POMPEY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now! what's the news with you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Yonder man is carried to prison." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS OVERDONE	Well; what has he done?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	A woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS OVERDONE	But what's his offence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Groping for trouts in a peculiar river." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS OVERDONE	What, is there a maid with child by him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	No, but there's a woman with maid by him. You have" & @CRLF & _
                "	not heard of the proclamation, have you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS OVERDONE	What proclamation, man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	All houses in the suburbs of Vienna must be plucked down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS OVERDONE	And what shall become of those in the city?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	They shall stand for seed: they had gone down too," & @CRLF & _
                "	but that a wise burgher put in for them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS OVERDONE	But shall all our houses of resort in the suburbs be" & @CRLF & _
                "	pulled down?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	To the ground, mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS OVERDONE	Why, here's a change indeed in the commonwealth!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What shall become of me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Come; fear you not: good counsellors lack no" & @CRLF & _
                "	clients: though you change your place, you need not" & @CRLF & _
                "	change your trade; I'll be your tapster still." & @CRLF & _
                "	Courage! there will be pity taken on you: you that" & @CRLF & _
                "	have worn your eyes almost out in the service, you" & @CRLF & _
                "	will be considered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS OVERDONE	What's to do here, Thomas tapster? let's withdraw." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Here comes Signior Claudio, led by the provost to" & @CRLF & _
                "	prison; and there's Madam Juliet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Provost, CLAUDIO, JULIET, and Officers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Fellow, why dost thou show me thus to the world?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bear me to prison, where I am committed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	I do it not in evil disposition," & @CRLF & _
                "	But from Lord Angelo by special charge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Thus can the demigod Authority" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make us pay down for our offence by weight" & @CRLF & _
                "	The words of heaven; on whom it will, it will;" & @CRLF & _
                "	On whom it will not, so; yet still 'tis just." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter LUCIO and two Gentlemen]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Why, how now, Claudio! whence comes this restraint?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	From too much liberty, my Lucio, liberty:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As surfeit is the father of much fast," & @CRLF & _
                "	So every scope by the immoderate use" & @CRLF & _
                "	Turns to restraint. Our natures do pursue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like rats that ravin down their proper bane," & @CRLF & _
                "	A thirsty evil; and when we drink we die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	If could speak so wisely under an arrest, I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	send for certain of my creditors: and yet, to say" & @CRLF & _
                "	the truth, I had as lief have the foppery of freedom" & @CRLF & _
                "	as the morality of imprisonment. What's thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	offence, Claudio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	What but to speak of would offend again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	What, is't murder?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Lechery?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Call it so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	Away, sir! you must go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	One word, good friend. Lucio, a word with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	A hundred, if they'll do you any good." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is lechery so look'd after?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Thus stands it with me: upon a true contract" & @CRLF & _
                "	I got possession of Julietta's bed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You know the lady; she is fast my wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	Save that we do the denunciation lack" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of outward order: this we came not to," & @CRLF & _
                "	Only for propagation of a dower" & @CRLF & _
                "	Remaining in the coffer of her friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	From whom we thought it meet to hide our love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till time had made them for us. But it chances" & @CRLF & _
                "	The stealth of our most mutual entertainment" & @CRLF & _
                "	With character too gross is writ on Juliet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	With child, perhaps?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Unhappily, even so." & @CRLF & _
                "	And the new deputy now for the duke--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether it be the fault and glimpse of newness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or whether that the body public be" & @CRLF & _
                "	A horse whereon the governor doth ride," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, newly in the seat, that it may know" & @CRLF & _
                "	He can command, lets it straight feel the spur;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether the tyranny be in his place," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or in his emmence that fills it up," & @CRLF & _
                "	I stagger in:--but this new governor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Awakes me all the enrolled penalties" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which have, like unscour'd armour, hung by the wall" & @CRLF & _
                "	So long that nineteen zodiacs have gone round" & @CRLF & _
                "	And none of them been worn; and, for a name," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now puts the drowsy and neglected act" & @CRLF & _
                "	Freshly on me: 'tis surely for a name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	I warrant it is: and thy head stands so tickle on" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy shoulders that a milkmaid, if she be in love," & @CRLF & _
                "	may sigh it off. Send after the duke and appeal to" & @CRLF & _
                "	him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	I have done so, but he's not to be found." & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, Lucio, do me this kind service:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This day my sister should the cloister enter" & @CRLF & _
                "	And there receive her approbation:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Acquaint her with the danger of my state:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Implore her, in my voice, that she make friends" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the strict deputy; bid herself assay him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have great hope in that; for in her youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a prone and speechless dialect," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such as move men; beside, she hath prosperous art" & @CRLF & _
                "	When she will play with reason and discourse," & @CRLF & _
                "	And well she can persuade." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	I pray she may; as well for the encouragement of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	like, which else would stand under grievous" & @CRLF & _
                "	imposition, as for the enjoying of thy life, who I" & @CRLF & _
                "	would be sorry should be thus foolishly lost at a" & @CRLF & _
                "	game of tick-tack. I'll to her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	I thank you, good friend Lucio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Within two hours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	                  Come, officer, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MEASURE FOR MEASURE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A monastery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE VINCENTIO and FRIAR THOMAS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	No, holy father; throw away that thought;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Believe not that the dribbling dart of love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can pierce a complete bosom. Why I desire thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give me secret harbour, hath a purpose" & @CRLF & _
                "	More grave and wrinkled than the aims and ends" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of burning youth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR THOMAS	                  May your grace speak of it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	My holy sir, none better knows than you" & @CRLF & _
                "	How I have ever loved the life removed" & @CRLF & _
                "	And held in idle price to haunt assemblies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where youth, and cost, and witless bravery keeps." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have deliver'd to Lord Angelo," & @CRLF & _
                "	A man of stricture and firm abstinence," & @CRLF & _
                "	My absolute power and place here in Vienna," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he supposes me travell'd to Poland;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For so I have strew'd it in the common ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so it is received. Now, pious sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	You will demand of me why I do this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR THOMAS	Gladly, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	We have strict statutes and most biting laws." & @CRLF & _
                "	The needful bits and curbs to headstrong weeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which for this nineteen years we have let slip;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even like an o'ergrown lion in a cave," & @CRLF & _
                "	That goes not out to prey. Now, as fond fathers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Having bound up the threatening twigs of birch," & @CRLF & _
                "	Only to stick it in their children's sight" & @CRLF & _
                "	For terror, not to use, in time the rod" & @CRLF & _
                "	Becomes more mock'd than fear'd; so our decrees," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dead to infliction, to themselves are dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And liberty plucks justice by the nose;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The baby beats the nurse, and quite athwart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Goes all decorum." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR THOMAS	                  It rested in your grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	To unloose this tied-up justice when you pleased:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And it in you more dreadful would have seem'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than in Lord Angelo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	I do fear, too dreadful:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sith 'twas my fault to give the people scope," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twould be my tyranny to strike and gall them" & @CRLF & _
                "	For what I bid them do: for we bid this be done," & @CRLF & _
                "	When evil deeds have their permissive pass" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not the punishment. Therefore indeed, my father," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have on Angelo imposed the office;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who may, in the ambush of my name, strike home," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet my nature never in the fight" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do in slander. And to behold his sway," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will, as 'twere a brother of your order," & @CRLF & _
                "	Visit both prince and people: therefore, I prithee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Supply me with the habit and instruct me" & @CRLF & _
                "	How I may formally in person bear me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a true friar. More reasons for this action" & @CRLF & _
                "	At our more leisure shall I render you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only, this one: Lord Angelo is precise;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stands at a guard with envy; scarce confesses" & @CRLF & _
                "	That his blood flows, or that his appetite" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is more to bread than stone: hence shall we see," & @CRLF & _
                "	If power change purpose, what our seemers be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MEASURE FOR MEASURE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	A nunnery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ISABELLA and FRANCISCA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	And have you nuns no farther privileges?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCISCA	Are not these large enough?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Yes, truly; I speak not as desiring more;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But rather wishing a more strict restraint" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the sisterhood, the votarists of Saint Clare." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	[Within]  Ho! Peace be in this place!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Who's that which calls?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCISCA	It is a man's voice. Gentle Isabella," & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn you the key, and know his business of him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You may, I may not; you are yet unsworn." & @CRLF & _
                "	When you have vow'd, you must not speak with men" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in the presence of the prioress:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, if you speak, you must not show your face," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, if you show your face, you must not speak." & @CRLF & _
                "	He calls again; I pray you, answer him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Peace and prosperity! Who is't that calls" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LUCIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Hail, virgin, if you be, as those cheek-roses" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proclaim you are no less! Can you so stead me" & @CRLF & _
                "	As bring me to the sight of Isabella," & @CRLF & _
                "	A novice of this place and the fair sister" & @CRLF & _
                "	To her unhappy brother Claudio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Why 'her unhappy brother'? let me ask," & @CRLF & _
                "	The rather for I now must make you know" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am that Isabella and his sister." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Gentle and fair, your brother kindly greets you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not to be weary with you, he's in prison." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Woe me! for what?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	For that which, if myself might be his judge," & @CRLF & _
                "	He should receive his punishment in thanks:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath got his friend with child." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Sir, make me not your story." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	It is true." & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not--though 'tis my familiar sin" & @CRLF & _
                "	With maids to seem the lapwing and to jest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tongue far from heart--play with all virgins so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hold you as a thing ensky'd and sainted." & @CRLF & _
                "	By your renouncement an immortal spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to be talk'd with in sincerity," & @CRLF & _
                "	As with a saint." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	You do blaspheme the good in mocking me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Do not believe it. Fewness and truth, 'tis thus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your brother and his lover have embraced:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As those that feed grow full, as blossoming time" & @CRLF & _
                "	That from the seedness the bare fallow brings" & @CRLF & _
                "	To teeming foison, even so her plenteous womb" & @CRLF & _
                "	Expresseth his full tilth and husbandry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Some one with child by him? My cousin Juliet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Is she your cousin?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Adoptedly; as school-maids change their names" & @CRLF & _
                "	By vain though apt affection." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	She it is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	O, let him marry her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	This is the point." & @CRLF & _
                "	The duke is very strangely gone from hence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bore many gentlemen, myself being one," & @CRLF & _
                "	In hand and hope of action: but we do learn" & @CRLF & _
                "	By those that know the very nerves of state," & @CRLF & _
                "	His givings-out were of an infinite distance" & @CRLF & _
                "	From his true-meant design. Upon his place," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with full line of his authority," & @CRLF & _
                "	Governs Lord Angelo; a man whose blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is very snow-broth; one who never feels" & @CRLF & _
                "	The wanton stings and motions of the sense," & @CRLF & _
                "	But doth rebate and blunt his natural edge" & @CRLF & _
                "	With profits of the mind, study and fast." & @CRLF & _
                "	He--to give fear to use and liberty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which have for long run by the hideous law," & @CRLF & _
                "	As mice by lions--hath pick'd out an act," & @CRLF & _
                "	Under whose heavy sense your brother's life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Falls into forfeit: he arrests him on it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And follows close the rigour of the statute," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make him an example. All hope is gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless you have the grace by your fair prayer" & @CRLF & _
                "	To soften Angelo: and that's my pith of business" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twixt you and your poor brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Doth he so seek his life?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Has censured him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Already; and, as I hear, the provost hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	A warrant for his execution." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Alas! what poor ability's in me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do him good?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	                  Assay the power you have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	My power? Alas, I doubt--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Our doubts are traitors" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make us lose the good we oft might win" & @CRLF & _
                "	By fearing to attempt. Go to Lord Angelo," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let him learn to know, when maidens sue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Men give like gods; but when they weep and kneel," & @CRLF & _
                "	All their petitions are as freely theirs" & @CRLF & _
                "	As they themselves would owe them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	I'll see what I can do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	But speedily." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	I will about it straight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No longer staying but to give the mother" & @CRLF & _
                "	Notice of my affair. I humbly thank you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commend me to my brother: soon at night" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll send him certain word of my success." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	I take my leave of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Good sir, adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MEASURE FOR MEASURE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A hall In ANGELO's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANGELO, ESCALUS, and a Justice, Provost," & @CRLF & _
                "	Officers, and other Attendants, behind]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	We must not make a scarecrow of the law," & @CRLF & _
                "	Setting it up to fear the birds of prey," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let it keep one shape, till custom make it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their perch and not their terror." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Ay, but yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us be keen, and rather cut a little," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than fall, and bruise to death. Alas, this gentleman" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom I would save, had a most noble father!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let but your honour know," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom I believe to be most strait in virtue," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, in the working of your own affections," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had time cohered with place or place with wishing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or that the resolute acting of your blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could have attain'd the effect of your own purpose," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether you had not sometime in your life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Err'd in this point which now you censure him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And pull'd the law upon you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	'Tis one thing to be tempted, Escalus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Another thing to fall. I not deny," & @CRLF & _
                "	The jury, passing on the prisoner's life," & @CRLF & _
                "	May in the sworn twelve have a thief or two" & @CRLF & _
                "	Guiltier than him they try. What's open made to justice," & @CRLF & _
                "	That justice seizes: what know the laws" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thieves do pass on thieves? 'Tis very pregnant," & @CRLF & _
                "	The jewel that we find, we stoop and take't" & @CRLF & _
                "	Because we see it; but what we do not see" & @CRLF & _
                "	We tread upon, and never think of it." & @CRLF & _
                "	You may not so extenuate his offence" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I have had such faults; but rather tell me," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I, that censure him, do so offend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let mine own judgment pattern out my death," & @CRLF & _
                "	And nothing come in partial. Sir, he must die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Be it as your wisdom will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Where is the provost?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	Here, if it like your honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	See that Claudio" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be executed by nine to-morrow morning:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring him his confessor, let him be prepared;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For that's the utmost of his pilgrimage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Provost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	[Aside]  Well, heaven forgive him! and forgive us all!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some run from brakes of ice, and answer none:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And some condemned for a fault alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ELBOW, and Officers with FROTH and POMPEY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	Come, bring them away: if these be good people in" & @CRLF & _
                "	a commonweal that do nothing but use their abuses in" & @CRLF & _
                "	common houses, I know no law: bring them away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	How now, sir! What's your name? and what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	If it Please your honour, I am the poor duke's" & @CRLF & _
                "	constable, and my name is Elbow: I do lean upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	justice, sir, and do bring in here before your good" & @CRLF & _
                "	honour two notorious benefactors." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Benefactors? Well; what benefactors are they? are" & @CRLF & _
                "	they not malefactors?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	If it? please your honour, I know not well what they" & @CRLF & _
                "	are: but precise villains they are, that I am sure" & @CRLF & _
                "	of; and void of all profanation in the world that" & @CRLF & _
                "	good Christians ought to have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	This comes off well; here's a wise officer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Go to: what quality are they of? Elbow is your" & @CRLF & _
                "	name? why dost thou not speak, Elbow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	He cannot, sir; he's out at elbow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	What are you, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	He, sir! a tapster, sir; parcel-bawd; one that" & @CRLF & _
                "	serves a bad woman; whose house, sir, was, as they" & @CRLF & _
                "	say, plucked down in the suburbs; and now she" & @CRLF & _
                "	professes a hot-house, which, I think, is a very ill house too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	How know you that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	My wife, sir, whom I detest before heaven and your honour,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	How? thy wife?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	Ay, sir; whom, I thank heaven, is an honest woman,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Dost thou detest her therefore?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	I say, sir, I will detest myself also, as well as" & @CRLF & _
                "	she, that this house, if it be not a bawd's house," & @CRLF & _
                "	it is pity of her life, for it is a naughty house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	How dost thou know that, constable?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	Marry, sir, by my wife; who, if she had been a woman" & @CRLF & _
                "	cardinally given, might have been accused in" & @CRLF & _
                "	fornication, adultery, and all uncleanliness there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	By the woman's means?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	Ay, sir, by Mistress Overdone's means: but as she" & @CRLF & _
                "	spit in his face, so she defied him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Sir, if it please your honour, this is not so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	Prove it before these varlets here, thou honourable" & @CRLF & _
                "	man; prove it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Do you hear how he misplaces?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Sir, she came in great with child; and longing," & @CRLF & _
                "	saving your honour's reverence, for stewed prunes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	sir, we had but two in the house, which at that very" & @CRLF & _
                "	distant time stood, as it were, in a fruit-dish, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	dish of some three-pence; your honours have seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	such dishes; they are not China dishes, but very" & @CRLF & _
                "	good dishes,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Go to, go to: no matter for the dish, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	No, indeed, sir, not of a pin; you are therein in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the right: but to the point. As I say, this" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mistress Elbow, being, as I say, with child, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	being great-bellied, and longing, as I said, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	prunes; and having but two in the dish, as I said," & @CRLF & _
                "	Master Froth here, this very man, having eaten the" & @CRLF & _
                "	rest, as I said, and, as I say, paying for them very" & @CRLF & _
                "	honestly; for, as you know, Master Froth, I could" & @CRLF & _
                "	not give you three-pence again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FROTH	No, indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Very well: you being then, if you be remembered," & @CRLF & _
                "	cracking the stones of the foresaid prunes,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FROTH	Ay, so I did indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Why, very well; I telling you then, if you be" & @CRLF & _
                "	remembered, that such a one and such a one were past" & @CRLF & _
                "	cure of the thing you wot of, unless they kept very" & @CRLF & _
                "	good diet, as I told you,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FROTH	All this is true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Why, very well, then,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Come, you are a tedious fool: to the purpose. What" & @CRLF & _
                "	was done to Elbow's wife, that he hath cause to" & @CRLF & _
                "	complain of? Come me to what was done to her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Sir, your honour cannot come to that yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	No, sir, nor I mean it not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Sir, but you shall come to it, by your honour's" & @CRLF & _
                "	leave. And, I beseech you, look into Master Froth" & @CRLF & _
                "	here, sir; a man of four-score pound a year; whose" & @CRLF & _
                "	father died at Hallowmas: was't not at Hallowmas," & @CRLF & _
                "	Master Froth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FROTH	All-hallond eve." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Why, very well; I hope here be truths. He, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	sitting, as I say, in a lower chair, sir; 'twas in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Bunch of Grapes, where indeed you have a delight" & @CRLF & _
                "	to sit, have you not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FROTH	I have so; because it is an open room and good for winter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Why, very well, then; I hope here be truths." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	This will last out a night in Russia," & @CRLF & _
                "	When nights are longest there: I'll take my leave." & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave you to the hearing of the cause;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hoping you'll find good cause to whip them all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	I think no less. Good morrow to your lordship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit ANGELO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, sir, come on: what was done to Elbow's wife, once more?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Once, sir? there was nothing done to her once." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	I beseech you, sir, ask him what this man did to my wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	I beseech your honour, ask me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Well, sir; what did this gentleman to her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	I beseech you, sir, look in this gentleman's face." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good Master Froth, look upon his honour; 'tis for a" & @CRLF & _
                "	good purpose. Doth your honour mark his face?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Ay, sir, very well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Nay; I beseech you, mark it well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Well, I do so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Doth your honour see any harm in his face?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Why, no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	I'll be supposed upon a book, his face is the worst" & @CRLF & _
                "	thing about him. Good, then; if his face be the" & @CRLF & _
                "	worst thing about him, how could Master Froth do the" & @CRLF & _
                "	constable's wife any harm? I would know that of" & @CRLF & _
                "	your honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	He's in the right. Constable, what say you to it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	First, an it like you, the house is a respected" & @CRLF & _
                "	house; next, this is a respected fellow; and his" & @CRLF & _
                "	mistress is a respected woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	By this hand, sir, his wife is a more respected" & @CRLF & _
                "	person than any of us all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	Varlet, thou liest; thou liest, wicked varlet! the" & @CRLF & _
                "	time has yet to come that she was ever respected" & @CRLF & _
                "	with man, woman, or child." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Sir, she was respected with him before he married with her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Which is the wiser here? Justice or Iniquity? Is" & @CRLF & _
                "	this true?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	O thou caitiff! O thou varlet! O thou wicked" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hannibal! I respected with her before I was married" & @CRLF & _
                "	to her! If ever I was respected with her, or she" & @CRLF & _
                "	with me, let not your worship think me the poor" & @CRLF & _
                "	duke's officer. Prove this, thou wicked Hannibal, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll have mine action of battery on thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	If he took you a box o' the ear, you might have your" & @CRLF & _
                "	action of slander too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	Marry, I thank your good worship for it. What is't" & @CRLF & _
                "	your worship's pleasure I shall do with this wicked caitiff?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Truly, officer, because he hath some offences in him" & @CRLF & _
                "	that thou wouldst discover if thou couldst, let him" & @CRLF & _
                "	continue in his courses till thou knowest what they" & @CRLF & _
                "	are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	Marry, I thank your worship for it. Thou seest, thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	wicked varlet, now, what's come upon thee: thou art" & @CRLF & _
                "	to continue now, thou varlet; thou art to continue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Where were you born, friend?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FROTH	Here in Vienna, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Are you of fourscore pounds a year?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FROTH	Yes, an't please you, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	So. What trade are you of, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPHEY	Tapster; a poor widow's tapster." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Your mistress' name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPHEY	Mistress Overdone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Hath she had any more than one husband?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Nine, sir; Overdone by the last." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Nine! Come hither to me, Master Froth. Master" & @CRLF & _
                "	Froth, I would not have you acquainted with" & @CRLF & _
                "	tapsters: they will draw you, Master Froth, and you" & @CRLF & _
                "	will hang them. Get you gone, and let me hear no" & @CRLF & _
                "	more of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FROTH	I thank your worship. For mine own part, I never" & @CRLF & _
                "	come into any room in a tap-house, but I am drawn" & @CRLF & _
                "	in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Well, no more of it, Master Froth: farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit FROTH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come you hither to me, Master tapster. What's your" & @CRLF & _
                "	name, Master tapster?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Pompey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	What else?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Bum, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Troth, and your bum is the greatest thing about you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	so that in the beastliest sense you are Pompey the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Great. Pompey, you are partly a bawd, Pompey," & @CRLF & _
                "	howsoever you colour it in being a tapster, are you" & @CRLF & _
                "	not? come, tell me true: it shall be the better for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Truly, sir, I am a poor fellow that would live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	How would you live, Pompey? by being a bawd? What" & @CRLF & _
                "	do you think of the trade, Pompey? is it a lawful trade?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	If the law would allow it, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	But the law will not allow it, Pompey; nor it shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	not be allowed in Vienna." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Does your worship mean to geld and splay all the" & @CRLF & _
                "	youth of the city?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	No, Pompey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Truly, sir, in my poor opinion, they will to't then." & @CRLF & _
                "	If your worship will take order for the drabs and" & @CRLF & _
                "	the knaves, you need not to fear the bawds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	There are pretty orders beginning, I can tell you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	it is but heading and hanging." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	If you head and hang all that offend that way but" & @CRLF & _
                "	for ten year together, you'll be glad to give out a" & @CRLF & _
                "	commission for more heads: if this law hold in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Vienna ten year, I'll rent the fairest house in it" & @CRLF & _
                "	after three-pence a bay: if you live to see this" & @CRLF & _
                "	come to pass, say Pompey told you so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Thank you, good Pompey; and, in requital of your" & @CRLF & _
                "	prophecy, hark you: I advise you, let me not find" & @CRLF & _
                "	you before me again upon any complaint whatsoever;" & @CRLF & _
                "	no, not for dwelling where you do: if I do, Pompey," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall beat you to your tent, and prove a shrewd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar to you; in plain dealing, Pompey, I shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	have you whipt: so, for this time, Pompey, fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	I thank your worship for your good counsel:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	but I shall follow it as the flesh and fortune shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	better determine." & @CRLF & _
                "	Whip me? No, no; let carman whip his jade:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The valiant heart is not whipt out of his trade." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Come hither to me, Master Elbow; come hither, Master" & @CRLF & _
                "	constable. How long have you been in this place of constable?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	Seven year and a half, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	I thought, by your readiness in the office, you had" & @CRLF & _
                "	continued in it some time. You say, seven years together?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	And a half, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Alas, it hath been great pains to you. They do you" & @CRLF & _
                "	wrong to put you so oft upon 't: are there not men" & @CRLF & _
                "	in your ward sufficient to serve it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	Faith, sir, few of any wit in such matters: as they" & @CRLF & _
                "	are chosen, they are glad to choose me for them; I" & @CRLF & _
                "	do it for some piece of money, and go through with" & @CRLF & _
                "	all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Look you bring me in the names of some six or seven," & @CRLF & _
                "	the most sufficient of your parish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	To your worship's house, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	To my house. Fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit ELBOW]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What's o'clock, think you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Justice	Eleven, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	I pray you home to dinner with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Justice	I humbly thank you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	It grieves me for the death of Claudio;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But there's no remedy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Justice	Lord Angelo is severe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	It is but needful:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mercy is not itself, that oft looks so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pardon is still the nurse of second woe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet,--poor Claudio! There is no remedy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MEASURE FOR MEASURE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Another room in the same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Provost and a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	He's hearing of a cause; he will come straight" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll tell him of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	Pray you, do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		                  I'll know" & @CRLF & _
                "	His pleasure; may be he will relent. Alas," & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath but as offended in a dream!" & @CRLF & _
                "	All sects, all ages smack of this vice; and he" & @CRLF & _
                "	To die for't!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANGELO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	                  Now, what's the matter. Provost?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	Is it your will Claudio shall die tomorrow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Did not I tell thee yea? hadst thou not order?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why dost thou ask again?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	Lest I might be too rash:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under your good correction, I have seen," & @CRLF & _
                "	When, after execution, judgment hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Repented o'er his doom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Go to; let that be mine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you your office, or give up your place," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you shall well be spared." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	I crave your honour's pardon." & @CRLF & _
                "	What shall be done, sir, with the groaning Juliet?" & @CRLF & _
                "	She's very near her hour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Dispose of her" & @CRLF & _
                "	To some more fitter place, and that with speed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Here is the sister of the man condemn'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Desires access to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Hath he a sister?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	Ay, my good lord; a very virtuous maid," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to be shortly of a sisterhood," & @CRLF & _
                "	If not already." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	                  Well, let her be admitted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	See you the fornicatress be removed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let have needful, but not lavish, means;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There shall be order for't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ISABELLA and LUCIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	God save your honour!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Stay a little while." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To ISABELLA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		You're welcome: what's your will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	I am a woeful suitor to your honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Please but your honour hear me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Well; what's your suit?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	There is a vice that most I do abhor," & @CRLF & _
                "	And most desire should meet the blow of justice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For which I would not plead, but that I must;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For which I must not plead, but that I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	At war 'twixt will and will not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Well; the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	I have a brother is condemn'd to die:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do beseech you, let it be his fault," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not my brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	[Aside]  Heaven give thee moving graces!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Condemn the fault and not the actor of it?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, every fault's condemn'd ere it be done:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine were the very cipher of a function," & @CRLF & _
                "	To fine the faults whose fine stands in record," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let go by the actor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	O just but severe law!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had a brother, then. Heaven keep your honour!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	[Aside to ISABELLA]  Give't not o'er so: to him" & @CRLF & _
                "	again, entreat him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Kneel down before him, hang upon his gown:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are too cold; if you should need a pin," & @CRLF & _
                "	You could not with more tame a tongue desire it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To him, I say!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Must he needs die?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	                  Maiden, no remedy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Yes; I do think that you might pardon him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And neither heaven nor man grieve at the mercy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	I will not do't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	                  But can you, if you would?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Look, what I will not, that I cannot do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	But might you do't, and do the world no wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "	If so your heart were touch'd with that remorse" & @CRLF & _
                "	As mine is to him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	                  He's sentenced; 'tis too late." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	[Aside to ISABELLA]  You are too cold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Too late? why, no; I, that do speak a word." & @CRLF & _
                "	May call it back again. Well, believe this," & @CRLF & _
                "	No ceremony that to great ones 'longs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Become them with one half so good a grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	As mercy does." & @CRLF & _
                "	If he had been as you and you as he," & @CRLF & _
                "	You would have slipt like him; but he, like you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would not have been so stern." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Pray you, be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	I would to heaven I had your potency," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you were Isabel! should it then be thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No; I would tell what 'twere to be a judge," & @CRLF & _
                "	And what a prisoner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	[Aside to ISABELLA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		Ay, touch him; there's the vein." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Your brother is a forfeit of the law," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you but waste your words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Alas, alas!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, all the souls that were were forfeit once;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And He that might the vantage best have took" & @CRLF & _
                "	Found out the remedy. How would you be," & @CRLF & _
                "	If He, which is the top of judgment, should" & @CRLF & _
                "	But judge you as you are? O, think on that;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And mercy then will breathe within your lips," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like man new made." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	                  Be you content, fair maid;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is the law, not I condemn your brother:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were he my kinsman, brother, or my son," & @CRLF & _
                "	It should be thus with him: he must die tomorrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	To-morrow! O, that's sudden! Spare him, spare him!" & @CRLF & _
                "	He's not prepared for death. Even for our kitchens" & @CRLF & _
                "	We kill the fowl of season: shall we serve heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	With less respect than we do minister" & @CRLF & _
                "	To our gross selves? Good, good my lord, bethink you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who is it that hath died for this offence?" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's many have committed it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	[Aside to ISABELLA]           Ay, well said." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	The law hath not been dead, though it hath slept:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those many had not dared to do that evil," & @CRLF & _
                "	If the first that did the edict infringe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had answer'd for his deed: now 'tis awake" & @CRLF & _
                "	Takes note of what is done; and, like a prophet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Looks in a glass, that shows what future evils," & @CRLF & _
                "	Either new, or by remissness new-conceived," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so in progress to be hatch'd and born," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are now to have no successive degrees," & @CRLF & _
                "	But, ere they live, to end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Yet show some pity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	I show it most of all when I show justice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For then I pity those I do not know," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which a dismiss'd offence would after gall;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And do him right that, answering one foul wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lives not to act another. Be satisfied;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your brother dies to-morrow; be content." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	So you must be the first that gives this sentence," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he, that suffer's. O, it is excellent" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous" & @CRLF & _
                "	To use it like a giant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	[Aside to ISABELLA]   That's well said." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Could great men thunder" & @CRLF & _
                "	As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet," & @CRLF & _
                "	For every pelting, petty officer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would use his heaven for thunder;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing but thunder! Merciful Heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Split'st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than the soft myrtle: but man, proud man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Drest in a little brief authority," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most ignorant of what he's most assured," & @CRLF & _
                "	His glassy essence, like an angry ape," & @CRLF & _
                "	Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	As make the angels weep; who, with our spleens," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would all themselves laugh mortal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	[Aside to ISABELLA]  O, to him, to him, wench! he" & @CRLF & _
                "	will relent;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He's coming; I perceive 't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	[Aside]  Pray heaven she win him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	We cannot weigh our brother with ourself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Great men may jest with saints; 'tis wit in them," & @CRLF & _
                "	But in the less foul profanation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Thou'rt i' the right, girl; more o, that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	That in the captain's but a choleric word," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	[Aside to ISABELLA]  Art avised o' that? more on 't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Why do you put these sayings upon me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Because authority, though it err like others," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself," & @CRLF & _
                "	That skins the vice o' the top. Go to your bosom;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know" & @CRLF & _
                "	That's like my brother's fault: if it confess" & @CRLF & _
                "	A natural guiltiness such as is his," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let it not sound a thought upon your tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against my brother's life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	[Aside]                  She speaks, and 'tis" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such sense, that my sense breeds with it. Fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Gentle my lord, turn back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	I will bethink me: come again tomorrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Hark how I'll bribe you: good my lord, turn back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	How! bribe me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Ay, with such gifts that heaven shall share with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	[Aside to ISABELLA]  You had marr'd all else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Not with fond shekels of the tested gold," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or stones whose rates are either rich or poor" & @CRLF & _
                "	As fancy values them; but with true prayers" & @CRLF & _
                "	That shall be up at heaven and enter there" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere sun-rise, prayers from preserved souls," & @CRLF & _
                "	From fasting maids whose minds are dedicate" & @CRLF & _
                "	To nothing temporal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Well; come to me to-morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	[Aside to ISABELLA]  Go to; 'tis well; away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Heaven keep your honour safe!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	[Aside]	Amen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am that way going to temptation," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where prayers cross." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	At what hour to-morrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I attend your lordship?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	At any time 'fore noon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	'Save your honour!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ISABELLA, LUCIO, and Provost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	                  From thee, even from thy virtue!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What's this, what's this? Is this her fault or mine?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The tempter or the tempted, who sins most?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not she: nor doth she tempt: but it is I" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, lying by the violet in the sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do as the carrion does, not as the flower," & @CRLF & _
                "	Corrupt with virtuous season. Can it be" & @CRLF & _
                "	That modesty may more betray our sense" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than woman's lightness? Having waste ground enough," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall we desire to raze the sanctuary" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pitch our evils there? O, fie, fie, fie!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What dost thou, or what art thou, Angelo?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dost thou desire her foully for those things" & @CRLF & _
                "	That make her good? O, let her brother live!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thieves for their robbery have authority" & @CRLF & _
                "	When judges steal themselves. What, do I love her," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I desire to hear her speak again," & @CRLF & _
                "	And feast upon her eyes? What is't I dream on?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O cunning enemy, that, to catch a saint," & @CRLF & _
                "	With saints dost bait thy hook! Most dangerous" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is that temptation that doth goad us on" & @CRLF & _
                "	To sin in loving virtue: never could the strumpet," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all her double vigour, art and nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	Once stir my temper; but this virtuous maid" & @CRLF & _
                "	Subdues me quite. Even till now," & @CRLF & _
                "	When men were fond, I smiled and wonder'd how." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MEASURE FOR MEASURE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A room in a prison." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, severally, DUKE VINCENTIO disguised as a" & @CRLF & _
                "	friar, and Provost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Hail to you, provost! so I think you are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	I am the provost. What's your will, good friar?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Bound by my charity and my blest order," & @CRLF & _
                "	I come to visit the afflicted spirits" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here in the prison. Do me the common right" & @CRLF & _
                "	To let me see them and to make me know" & @CRLF & _
                "	The nature of their crimes, that I may minister" & @CRLF & _
                "	To them accordingly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	I would do more than that, if more were needful." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JULIET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, here comes one: a gentlewoman of mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, falling in the flaws of her own youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath blister'd her report: she is with child;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he that got it, sentenced; a young man" & @CRLF & _
                "	More fit to do another such offence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than die for this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	When must he die?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	                  As I do think, to-morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have provided for you: stay awhile," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To JULIET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you shall be conducted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Repent you, fair one, of the sin you carry?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	I do; and bear the shame most patiently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	I'll teach you how you shall arraign your conscience," & @CRLF & _
                "	And try your penitence, if it be sound," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or hollowly put on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	I'll gladly learn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Love you the man that wrong'd you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Yes, as I love the woman that wrong'd him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	So then it seems your most offenceful act" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was mutually committed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Mutually." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Then was your sin of heavier kind than his." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	I do confess it, and repent it, father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	'Tis meet so, daughter: but lest you do repent," & @CRLF & _
                "	As that the sin hath brought you to this shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which sorrow is always towards ourselves, not heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	Showing we would not spare heaven as we love it," & @CRLF & _
                "	But as we stand in fear,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	I do repent me, as it is an evil," & @CRLF & _
                "	And take the shame with joy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	There rest." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your partner, as I hear, must die to-morrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I am going with instruction to him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Grace go with you, Benedicite!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Must die to-morrow! O injurious love," & @CRLF & _
                "	That respites me a life, whose very comfort" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is still a dying horror!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	'Tis pity of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MEASURE FOR MEASURE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	A room in ANGELO's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANGELO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	When I would pray and think, I think and pray" & @CRLF & _
                "	To several subjects. Heaven hath my empty words;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst my invention, hearing not my tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Anchors on Isabel: Heaven in my mouth," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if I did but only chew his name;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in my heart the strong and swelling evil" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my conception. The state, whereon I studied" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is like a good thing, being often read," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grown fear'd and tedious; yea, my gravity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein--let no man hear me--I take pride," & @CRLF & _
                "	Could I with boot change for an idle plume," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which the air beats for vain. O place, O form," & @CRLF & _
                "	How often dost thou with thy case, thy habit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wrench awe from fools and tie the wiser souls" & @CRLF & _
                "	To thy false seeming! Blood, thou art blood:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's write good angel on the devil's horn:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not the devil's crest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		      How now! who's there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	One Isabel, a sister, desires access to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Teach her the way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O heavens!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why does my blood thus muster to my heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Making both it unable for itself," & @CRLF & _
                "	And dispossessing all my other parts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of necessary fitness?" & @CRLF & _
                "	So play the foolish throngs with one that swoons;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come all to help him, and so stop the air" & @CRLF & _
                "	By which he should revive: and even so" & @CRLF & _
                "	The general, subject to a well-wish'd king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Quit their own part, and in obsequious fondness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Crowd to his presence, where their untaught love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must needs appear offence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ISABELLA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		     How now, fair maid?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	I am come to know your pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	That you might know it, would much better please me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than to demand what 'tis. Your brother cannot live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Even so. Heaven keep your honour!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Yet may he live awhile; and, it may be," & @CRLF & _
                "	As long as you or I	yet he must die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Under your sentence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Yea." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	When, I beseech you? that in his reprieve," & @CRLF & _
                "	Longer or shorter, he may be so fitted" & @CRLF & _
                "	That his soul sicken not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Ha! fie, these filthy vices! It were as good" & @CRLF & _
                "	To pardon him that hath from nature stolen" & @CRLF & _
                "	A man already made, as to remit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their saucy sweetness that do coin heaven's image" & @CRLF & _
                "	In stamps that are forbid: 'tis all as easy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Falsely to take away a life true made" & @CRLF & _
                "	As to put metal in restrained means" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make a false one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	'Tis set down so in heaven, but not in earth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Say you so? then I shall pose you quickly." & @CRLF & _
                "	Which had you rather, that the most just law" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now took your brother's life; or, to redeem him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give up your body to such sweet uncleanness" & @CRLF & _
                "	As she that he hath stain'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Sir, believe this," & @CRLF & _
                "	I had rather give my body than my soul." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	I talk not of your soul: our compell'd sins" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand more for number than for accompt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	How say you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Nay, I'll not warrant that; for I can speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the thing I say. Answer to this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I, now the voice of the recorded law," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pronounce a sentence on your brother's life:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might there not be a charity in sin" & @CRLF & _
                "	To save this brother's life?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Please you to do't," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll take it as a peril to my soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is no sin at all, but charity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Pleased you to do't at peril of your soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were equal poise of sin and charity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	That I do beg his life, if it be sin," & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven let me bear it! you granting of my suit," & @CRLF & _
                "	If that be sin, I'll make it my morn prayer" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have it added to the faults of mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	And nothing of your answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Nay, but hear me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your sense pursues not mine: either you are ignorant," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or seem so craftily; and that's not good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Let me be ignorant, and in nothing good," & @CRLF & _
                "	But graciously to know I am no better." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Thus wisdom wishes to appear most bright" & @CRLF & _
                "	When it doth tax itself; as these black masks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proclaim an enshield beauty ten times louder" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than beauty could, display'd. But mark me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be received plain, I'll speak more gross:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your brother is to die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	So." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	And his offence is so, as it appears," & @CRLF & _
                "	Accountant to the law upon that pain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	True." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Admit no other way to save his life,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I subscribe not that, nor any other," & @CRLF & _
                "	But in the loss of question,--that you, his sister," & @CRLF & _
                "	Finding yourself desired of such a person," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose credit with the judge, or own great place," & @CRLF & _
                "	Could fetch your brother from the manacles" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the all-building law; and that there were" & @CRLF & _
                "	No earthly mean to save him, but that either" & @CRLF & _
                "	You must lay down the treasures of your body" & @CRLF & _
                "	To this supposed, or else to let him suffer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	What would you do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	As much for my poor brother as myself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That is, were I under the terms of death," & @CRLF & _
                "	The impression of keen whips I'ld wear as rubies," & @CRLF & _
                "	And strip myself to death, as to a bed" & @CRLF & _
                "	That longing have been sick for, ere I'ld yield" & @CRLF & _
                "	My body up to shame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Then must your brother die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	And 'twere the cheaper way:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Better it were a brother died at once," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than that a sister, by redeeming him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should die for ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Were not you then as cruel as the sentence" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you have slander'd so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Ignomy in ransom and free pardon" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are of two houses: lawful mercy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is nothing kin to foul redemption." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	You seem'd of late to make the law a tyrant;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And rather proved the sliding of your brother" & @CRLF & _
                "	A merriment than a vice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	O, pardon me, my lord; it oft falls out," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have what we would have, we speak not what we mean:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I something do excuse the thing I hate," & @CRLF & _
                "	For his advantage that I dearly love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	We are all frail." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	                  Else let my brother die," & @CRLF & _
                "	If not a feodary, but only he" & @CRLF & _
                "	Owe and succeed thy weakness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Nay, women are frail too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Ay, as the glasses where they view themselves;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which are as easy broke as they make forms." & @CRLF & _
                "	Women! Help Heaven! men their creation mar" & @CRLF & _
                "	In profiting by them. Nay, call us ten times frail;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For we are soft as our complexions are," & @CRLF & _
                "	And credulous to false prints." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	I think it well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And from this testimony of your own sex,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since I suppose we are made to be no stronger" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than faults may shake our frames,--let me be bold;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do arrest your words. Be that you are," & @CRLF & _
                "	That is, a woman; if you be more, you're none;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you be one, as you are well express'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	By all external warrants, show it now," & @CRLF & _
                "	By putting on the destined livery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	I have no tongue but one: gentle my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me entreat you speak the former language." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Plainly conceive, I love you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	My brother did love Juliet," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you tell me that he shall die for it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	He shall not, Isabel, if you give me love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	I know your virtue hath a licence in't," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which seems a little fouler than it is," & @CRLF & _
                "	To pluck on others." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Believe me, on mine honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	My words express my purpose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Ha! little honour to be much believed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And most pernicious purpose! Seeming, seeming!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will proclaim thee, Angelo; look for't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sign me a present pardon for my brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or with an outstretch'd throat I'll tell the world aloud" & @CRLF & _
                "	What man thou art." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	                  Who will believe thee, Isabel?" & @CRLF & _
                "	My unsoil'd name, the austereness of my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	My vouch against you, and my place i' the state," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will so your accusation overweigh," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you shall stifle in your own report" & @CRLF & _
                "	And smell of calumny. I have begun," & @CRLF & _
                "	And now I give my sensual race the rein:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fit thy consent to my sharp appetite;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lay by all nicety and prolixious blushes," & @CRLF & _
                "	That banish what they sue for; redeem thy brother" & @CRLF & _
                "	By yielding up thy body to my will;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else he must not only die the death," & @CRLF & _
                "	But thy unkindness shall his death draw out" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lingering sufferance. Answer me to-morrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, by the affection that now guides me most," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll prove a tyrant to him. As for you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Say what you can, my false o'erweighs your true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	To whom should I complain? Did I tell this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who would believe me? O perilous mouths," & @CRLF & _
                "	That bear in them one and the self-same tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Either of condemnation or approof;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bidding the law make court'sy to their will:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hooking both right and wrong to the appetite," & @CRLF & _
                "	To follow as it draws! I'll to my brother:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though he hath fallen by prompture of the blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet hath he in him such a mind of honour." & @CRLF & _
                "	That, had he twenty heads to tender down" & @CRLF & _
                "	On twenty bloody blocks, he'ld yield them up," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before his sister should her body stoop" & @CRLF & _
                "	To such abhorr'd pollution." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, Isabel, live chaste, and, brother, die:" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than our brother is our chastity." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll tell him yet of Angelo's request," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fit his mind to death, for his soul's rest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MEASURE FOR MEASURE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A room in the prison." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE VINCENTIO disguised as before, CLAUDIO," & @CRLF & _
                "	and Provost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	So then you hope of pardon from Lord Angelo?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	The miserable have no other medicine" & @CRLF & _
                "	But only hope:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I've hope to live, and am prepared to die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Be absolute for death; either death or life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with life:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	That none but fools would keep: a breath thou art," & @CRLF & _
                "	Servile to all the skyey influences," & @CRLF & _
                "	That dost this habitation, where thou keep'st," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hourly afflict: merely, thou art death's fool;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For him thou labour'st by thy flight to shun" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet runn'st toward him still. Thou art not noble;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For all the accommodations that thou bear'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are nursed by baseness. Thou'rt by no means valiant;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thou dost fear the soft and tender fork" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of a poor worm. Thy best of rest is sleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that thou oft provokest; yet grossly fear'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy death, which is no more. Thou art not thyself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thou exist'st on many a thousand grains" & @CRLF & _
                "	That issue out of dust. Happy thou art not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For what thou hast not, still thou strivest to get," & @CRLF & _
                "	And what thou hast, forget'st. Thou art not certain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thy complexion shifts to strange effects," & @CRLF & _
                "	After the moon. If thou art rich, thou'rt poor;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, like an ass whose back with ingots bows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou bear's thy heavy riches but a journey," & @CRLF & _
                "	And death unloads thee. Friend hast thou none;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thine own bowels, which do call thee sire," & @CRLF & _
                "	The mere effusion of thy proper loins," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do curse the gout, serpigo, and the rheum," & @CRLF & _
                "	For ending thee no sooner. Thou hast nor youth nor age," & @CRLF & _
                "	But, as it were, an after-dinner's sleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dreaming on both; for all thy blessed youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Becomes as aged, and doth beg the alms" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of palsied eld; and when thou art old and rich," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast neither heat, affection, limb, nor beauty," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make thy riches pleasant. What's yet in this" & @CRLF & _
                "	That bears the name of life? Yet in this life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lie hid moe thousand deaths: yet death we fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	That makes these odds all even." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	I humbly thank you." & @CRLF & _
                "	To sue to live, I find I seek to die;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, seeking death, find life: let it come on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	[Within]  What, ho! Peace here; grace and good company!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	Who's there? come in: the wish deserves a welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Dear sir, ere long I'll visit you again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Most holy sir, I thank you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ISABELLA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	My business is a word or two with Claudio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	And very welcome. Look, signior, here's your sister." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Provost, a word with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	As many as you please." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Bring me to hear them speak, where I may be concealed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt DUKE VINCENTIO and Provost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Now, sister, what's the comfort?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Why," & @CRLF & _
                "	As all comforts are; most good, most good indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord Angelo, having affairs to heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	Intends you for his swift ambassador," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where you shall be an everlasting leiger:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore your best appointment make with speed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow you set on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Is there no remedy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	None, but such remedy as, to save a head," & @CRLF & _
                "	To cleave a heart in twain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	But is there any?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Yes, brother, you may live:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a devilish mercy in the judge," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you'll implore it, that will free your life," & @CRLF & _
                "	But fetter you till death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Perpetual durance?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Ay, just; perpetual durance, a restraint," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though all the world's vastidity you had," & @CRLF & _
                "	To a determined scope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	But in what nature?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	In such a one as, you consenting to't," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would bark your honour from that trunk you bear," & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave you naked." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Let me know the point." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	O, I do fear thee, Claudio; and I quake," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest thou a feverous life shouldst entertain," & @CRLF & _
                "	And six or seven winters more respect" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than a perpetual honour. Darest thou die?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sense of death is most in apprehension;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the poor beetle, that we tread upon," & @CRLF & _
                "	In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great" & @CRLF & _
                "	As when a giant dies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Why give you me this shame?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think you I can a resolution fetch" & @CRLF & _
                "	From flowery tenderness? If I must die," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will encounter darkness as a bride," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hug it in mine arms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	There spake my brother; there my father's grave" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did utter forth a voice. Yes, thou must die:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art too noble to conserve a life" & @CRLF & _
                "	In base appliances. This outward-sainted deputy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose settled visage and deliberate word" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nips youth i' the head and follies doth emmew" & @CRLF & _
                "	As falcon doth the fowl, is yet a devil" & @CRLF & _
                "	His filth within being cast, he would appear" & @CRLF & _
                "	A pond as deep as hell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	The prenzie Angelo!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	O, 'tis the cunning livery of hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	The damned'st body to invest and cover" & @CRLF & _
                "	In prenzie guards! Dost thou think, Claudio?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I would yield him my virginity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou mightst be freed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	O heavens! it cannot be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Yes, he would give't thee, from this rank offence," & @CRLF & _
                "	So to offend him still. This night's the time" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I should do what I abhor to name," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else thou diest to-morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Thou shalt not do't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	O, were it but my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'ld throw it down for your deliverance" & @CRLF & _
                "	As frankly as a pin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Thanks, dear Isabel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Be ready, Claudio, for your death tomorrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Yes. Has he affections in him," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thus can make him bite the law by the nose," & @CRLF & _
                "	When he would force it? Sure, it is no sin," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or of the deadly seven, it is the least." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Which is the least?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	If it were damnable, he being so wise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why would he for the momentary trick" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be perdurably fined? O Isabel!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	What says my brother?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Death is a fearful thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	And shamed life a hateful." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Ay, but to die, and go we know not where;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lie in cold obstruction and to rot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This sensible warm motion to become" & @CRLF & _
                "	A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside" & @CRLF & _
                "	In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be imprison'd in the viewless winds," & @CRLF & _
                "	And blown with restless violence round about" & @CRLF & _
                "	The pendent world; or to be worse than worst" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of those that lawless and incertain thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	Imagine howling: 'tis too horrible!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The weariest and most loathed worldly life" & @CRLF & _
                "	That age, ache, penury and imprisonment" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can lay on nature is a paradise" & @CRLF & _
                "	To what we fear of death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Alas, alas!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	          Sweet sister, let me live:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What sin you do to save a brother's life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nature dispenses with the deed so far" & @CRLF & _
                "	That it becomes a virtue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	O you beast!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O faithless coward! O dishonest wretch!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt thou be made a man out of my vice?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is't not a kind of incest, to take life" & @CRLF & _
                "	From thine own sister's shame? What should I think?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven shield my mother play'd my father fair!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For such a warped slip of wilderness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ne'er issued from his blood. Take my defiance!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Die, perish! Might but my bending down" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reprieve thee from thy fate, it should proceed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll pray a thousand prayers for thy death," & @CRLF & _
                "	No word to save thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Nay, hear me, Isabel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	O, fie, fie, fie!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy sin's not accidental, but a trade." & @CRLF & _
                "	Mercy to thee would prove itself a bawd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis best thou diest quickly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	O hear me, Isabella!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter DUKE VINCENTIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Vouchsafe a word, young sister, but one word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	What is your will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Might you dispense with your leisure, I would by and" & @CRLF & _
                "	by have some speech with you: the satisfaction I" & @CRLF & _
                "	would require is likewise your own benefit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	I have no superfluous leisure; my stay must be" & @CRLF & _
                "	stolen out of other affairs; but I will attend you awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Walks apart]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Son, I have overheard what hath passed between you" & @CRLF & _
                "	and your sister. Angelo had never the purpose to" & @CRLF & _
                "	corrupt her; only he hath made an essay of her" & @CRLF & _
                "	virtue to practise his judgment with the disposition" & @CRLF & _
                "	of natures: she, having the truth of honour in her," & @CRLF & _
                "	hath made him that gracious denial which he is most" & @CRLF & _
                "	glad to receive. I am confessor to Angelo, and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	know this to be true; therefore prepare yourself to" & @CRLF & _
                "	death: do not satisfy your resolution with hopes" & @CRLF & _
                "	that are fallible: tomorrow you must die; go to" & @CRLF & _
                "	your knees and make ready." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Let me ask my sister pardon. I am so out of love" & @CRLF & _
                "	with life that I will sue to be rid of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Hold you there: farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit CLAUDIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Provost, a word with you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Provost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	What's your will, father" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	That now you are come, you will be gone. Leave me" & @CRLF & _
                "	awhile with the maid: my mind promises with my" & @CRLF & _
                "	habit no loss shall touch her by my company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	In good time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Provost. ISABELLA comes forward]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	The hand that hath made you fair hath made you good:" & @CRLF & _
                "	the goodness that is cheap in beauty makes beauty" & @CRLF & _
                "	brief in goodness; but grace, being the soul of" & @CRLF & _
                "	your complexion, shall keep the body of it ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	fair. The assault that Angelo hath made to you," & @CRLF & _
                "	fortune hath conveyed to my understanding; and, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	that frailty hath examples for his falling, I should" & @CRLF & _
                "	wonder at Angelo. How will you do to content this" & @CRLF & _
                "	substitute, and to save your brother?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	I am now going to resolve him: I had rather my" & @CRLF & _
                "	brother die by the law than my son should be" & @CRLF & _
                "	unlawfully born. But, O, how much is the good duke" & @CRLF & _
                "	deceived in Angelo! If ever he return and I can" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak to him, I will open my lips in vain, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	discover his government." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	That shall not be much amiss: Yet, as the matter" & @CRLF & _
                "	now stands, he will avoid your accusation; he made" & @CRLF & _
                "	trial of you only. Therefore fasten your ear on my" & @CRLF & _
                "	advisings: to the love I have in doing good a" & @CRLF & _
                "	remedy presents itself. I do make myself believe" & @CRLF & _
                "	that you may most uprighteously do a poor wronged" & @CRLF & _
                "	lady a merited benefit; redeem your brother from" & @CRLF & _
                "	the angry law; do no stain to your own gracious" & @CRLF & _
                "	person; and much please the absent duke, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	peradventure he shall ever return to have hearing of" & @CRLF & _
                "	this business." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Let me hear you speak farther. I have spirit to do" & @CRLF & _
                "	anything that appears not foul in the truth of my spirit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful. Have" & @CRLF & _
                "	you not heard speak of Mariana, the sister of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Frederick the great soldier who miscarried at sea?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	I have heard of the lady, and good words went with her name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	She should this Angelo have married; was affianced" & @CRLF & _
                "	to her by oath, and the nuptial appointed: between" & @CRLF & _
                "	which time of the contract and limit of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	solemnity, her brother Frederick was wrecked at sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	having in that perished vessel the dowry of his" & @CRLF & _
                "	sister. But mark how heavily this befell to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	poor gentlewoman: there she lost a noble and" & @CRLF & _
                "	renowned brother, in his love toward her ever most" & @CRLF & _
                "	kind and natural; with him, the portion and sinew of" & @CRLF & _
                "	her fortune, her marriage-dowry; with both, her" & @CRLF & _
                "	combinate husband, this well-seeming Angelo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Can this be so? did Angelo so leave her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Left her in her tears, and dried not one of them" & @CRLF & _
                "	with his comfort; swallowed his vows whole," & @CRLF & _
                "	pretending in her discoveries of dishonour: in few," & @CRLF & _
                "	bestowed her on her own lamentation, which she yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	wears for his sake; and he, a marble to her tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	is washed with them, but relents not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	What a merit were it in death to take this poor maid" & @CRLF & _
                "	from the world! What corruption in this life, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	it will let this man live! But how out of this can she avail?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	It is a rupture that you may easily heal: and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	cure of it not only saves your brother, but keeps" & @CRLF & _
                "	you from dishonour in doing it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Show me how, good father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	This forenamed maid hath yet in her the continuance" & @CRLF & _
                "	of her first affection: his unjust unkindness, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	in all reason should have quenched her love, hath," & @CRLF & _
                "	like an impediment in the current, made it more" & @CRLF & _
                "	violent and unruly. Go you to Angelo; answer his" & @CRLF & _
                "	requiring with a plausible obedience; agree with" & @CRLF & _
                "	his demands to the point; only refer yourself to" & @CRLF & _
                "	this advantage, first, that your stay with him may" & @CRLF & _
                "	not be long; that the time may have all shadow and" & @CRLF & _
                "	silence in it; and the place answer to convenience." & @CRLF & _
                "	This being granted in course,--and now follows" & @CRLF & _
                "	all,--we shall advise this wronged maid to stead up" & @CRLF & _
                "	your appointment, go in your place; if the encounter" & @CRLF & _
                "	acknowledge itself hereafter, it may compel him to" & @CRLF & _
                "	her recompense: and here, by this, is your brother" & @CRLF & _
                "	saved, your honour untainted, the poor Mariana" & @CRLF & _
                "	advantaged, and the corrupt deputy scaled. The maid" & @CRLF & _
                "	will I frame and make fit for his attempt. If you" & @CRLF & _
                "	think well to carry this as you may, the doubleness" & @CRLF & _
                "	of the benefit defends the deceit from reproof." & @CRLF & _
                "	What think you of it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	The image of it gives me content already; and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	trust it will grow to a most prosperous perfection." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	It lies much in your holding up. Haste you speedily" & @CRLF & _
                "	to Angelo: if for this night he entreat you to his" & @CRLF & _
                "	bed, give him promise of satisfaction. I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	presently to Saint Luke's: there, at the moated" & @CRLF & _
                "	grange, resides this dejected Mariana. At that" & @CRLF & _
                "	place call upon me; and dispatch with Angelo, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	it may be quickly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	I thank you for this comfort. Fare you well, good father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt severally]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MEASURE FOR MEASURE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The street before the prison." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, on one side, DUKE VINCENTIO disguised as" & @CRLF & _
                "	before; on the other, ELBOW, and Officers with POMPEY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	Nay, if there be no remedy for it, but that you will" & @CRLF & _
                "	needs buy and sell men and women like beasts, we" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall have all the world drink brown and white bastard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	O heavens! what stuff is here" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	'Twas never merry world since, of two usuries, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	merriest was put down, and the worser allowed by" & @CRLF & _
                "	order of law a furred gown to keep him warm; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	furred with fox and lamb-skins too, to signify, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	craft, being richer than innocency, stands for the facing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	Come your way, sir. 'Bless you, good father friar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	And you, good brother father. What offence hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	this man made you, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	Marry, sir, he hath offended the law: and, sir, we" & @CRLF & _
                "	take him to be a thief too, sir; for we have found" & @CRLF & _
                "	upon him, sir, a strange picklock, which we have" & @CRLF & _
                "	sent to the deputy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Fie, sirrah! a bawd, a wicked bawd!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The evil that thou causest to be done," & @CRLF & _
                "	That is thy means to live. Do thou but think" & @CRLF & _
                "	What 'tis to cram a maw or clothe a back" & @CRLF & _
                "	From such a filthy vice: say to thyself," & @CRLF & _
                "	From their abominable and beastly touches" & @CRLF & _
                "	I drink, I eat, array myself, and live." & @CRLF & _
                "	Canst thou believe thy living is a life," & @CRLF & _
                "	So stinkingly depending? Go mend, go mend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Indeed, it does stink in some sort, sir; but yet," & @CRLF & _
                "	sir, I would prove--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Nay, if the devil have given thee proofs for sin," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wilt prove his. Take him to prison, officer:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Correction and instruction must both work" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere this rude beast will profit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	He must before the deputy, sir; he has given him" & @CRLF & _
                "	warning: the deputy cannot abide a whoremaster: if" & @CRLF & _
                "	he be a whoremonger, and comes before him, he were" & @CRLF & _
                "	as good go a mile on his errand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	That we were all, as some would seem to be," & @CRLF & _
                "	From our faults, as faults from seeming, free!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	His neck will come to your waist,--a cord, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	I spy comfort; I cry bail. Here's a gentleman and a" & @CRLF & _
                "	friend of mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LUCIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	How now, noble Pompey! What, at the wheels of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Caesar? art thou led in triumph? What, is there" & @CRLF & _
                "	none of Pygmalion's images, newly made woman, to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	had now, for putting the hand in the pocket and" & @CRLF & _
                "	extracting it clutch'd? What reply, ha? What" & @CRLF & _
                "	sayest thou to this tune, matter and method? Is't" & @CRLF & _
                "	not drowned i' the last rain, ha? What sayest" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou, Trot? Is the world as it was, man? Which is" & @CRLF & _
                "	the way? Is it sad, and few words? or how? The" & @CRLF & _
                "	trick of it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Still thus, and thus; still worse!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	How doth my dear morsel, thy mistress? Procures she" & @CRLF & _
                "	still, ha?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Troth, sir, she hath eaten up all her beef, and she" & @CRLF & _
                "	is herself in the tub." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Why, 'tis good; it is the right of it; it must be" & @CRLF & _
                "	so: ever your fresh whore and your powdered bawd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	an unshunned consequence; it must be so. Art going" & @CRLF & _
                "	to prison, Pompey?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Yes, faith, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Why, 'tis not amiss, Pompey. Farewell: go, say I" & @CRLF & _
                "	sent thee thither. For debt, Pompey? or how?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	For being a bawd, for being a bawd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Well, then, imprison him: if imprisonment be the" & @CRLF & _
                "	due of a bawd, why, 'tis his right: bawd is he" & @CRLF & _
                "	doubtless, and of antiquity too; bawd-born." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, good Pompey. Commend me to the prison," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pompey: you will turn good husband now, Pompey; you" & @CRLF & _
                "	will keep the house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	I hope, sir, your good worship will be my bail." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	No, indeed, will I not, Pompey; it is not the wear." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will pray, Pompey, to increase your bondage: If" & @CRLF & _
                "	you take it not patiently, why, your mettle is the" & @CRLF & _
                "	more. Adieu, trusty Pompey. 'Bless you, friar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	And you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Does Bridget paint still, Pompey, ha?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	Come your ways, sir; come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	You will not bail me, then, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Then, Pompey, nor now. What news abroad, friar?" & @CRLF & _
                "	what news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ELBOW	Come your ways, sir; come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Go to kennel, Pompey; go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ELBOW, POMPEY and Officers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What news, friar, of the duke?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	I know none. Can you tell me of any?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Some say he is with the Emperor of Russia; other" & @CRLF & _
                "	some, he is in Rome: but where is he, think you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	I know not where; but wheresoever, I wish him well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	It was a mad fantastical trick of him to steal from" & @CRLF & _
                "	the state, and usurp the beggary he was never born" & @CRLF & _
                "	to. Lord Angelo dukes it well in his absence; he" & @CRLF & _
                "	puts transgression to 't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	He does well in 't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	A little more lenity to lechery would do no harm in" & @CRLF & _
                "	him: something too crabbed that way, friar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	It is too general a vice, and severity must cure it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Yes, in good sooth, the vice is of a great kindred;" & @CRLF & _
                "	it is well allied: but it is impossible to extirp" & @CRLF & _
                "	it quite, friar, till eating and drinking be put" & @CRLF & _
                "	down. They say this Angelo was not made by man and" & @CRLF & _
                "	woman after this downright way of creation: is it" & @CRLF & _
                "	true, think you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	How should he be made, then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Some report a sea-maid spawned him; some, that he" & @CRLF & _
                "	was begot between two stock-fishes. But it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	certain that when he makes water his urine is" & @CRLF & _
                "	congealed ice; that I know to be true: and he is a" & @CRLF & _
                "	motion generative; that's infallible." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	You are pleasant, sir, and speak apace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Why, what a ruthless thing is this in him, for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	rebellion of a codpiece to take away the life of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	man! Would the duke that is absent have done this?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere he would have hanged a man for the getting a" & @CRLF & _
                "	hundred bastards, he would have paid for the nursing" & @CRLF & _
                "	a thousand: he had some feeling of the sport: he" & @CRLF & _
                "	knew the service, and that instructed him to mercy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	I never heard the absent duke much detected for" & @CRLF & _
                "	women; he was not inclined that way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	O, sir, you are deceived." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	'Tis not possible." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Who, not the duke? yes, your beggar of fifty; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	his use was to put a ducat in her clack-dish: the" & @CRLF & _
                "	duke had crotchets in him. He would be drunk too;" & @CRLF & _
                "	that let me inform you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	You do him wrong, surely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Sir, I was an inward of his. A shy fellow was the" & @CRLF & _
                "	duke: and I believe I know the cause of his" & @CRLF & _
                "	withdrawing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	What, I prithee, might be the cause?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	No, pardon; 'tis a secret must be locked within the" & @CRLF & _
                "	teeth and the lips: but this I can let you" & @CRLF & _
                "	understand, the greater file of the subject held the" & @CRLF & _
                "	duke to be wise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Wise! why, no question but he was." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	A very superficial, ignorant, unweighing fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Either this is the envy in you, folly, or mistaking:" & @CRLF & _
                "	the very stream of his life and the business he hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	helmed must upon a warranted need give him a better" & @CRLF & _
                "	proclamation. Let him be but testimonied in his own" & @CRLF & _
                "	bringings-forth, and he shall appear to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	envious a scholar, a statesman and a soldier." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore you speak unskilfully: or if your" & @CRLF & _
                "	knowledge be more it is much darkened in your malice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Sir, I know him, and I love him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Love talks with better knowledge, and knowledge with" & @CRLF & _
                "	dearer love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Come, sir, I know what I know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	I can hardly believe that, since you know not what" & @CRLF & _
                "	you speak. But, if ever the duke return, as our" & @CRLF & _
                "	prayers are he may, let me desire you to make your" & @CRLF & _
                "	answer before him. If it be honest you have spoke," & @CRLF & _
                "	you have courage to maintain it: I am bound to call" & @CRLF & _
                "	upon you; and, I pray you, your name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Sir, my name is Lucio; well known to the duke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	He shall know you better, sir, if I may live to" & @CRLF & _
                "	report you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	I fear you not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	O, you hope the duke will return no more; or you" & @CRLF & _
                "	imagine me too unhurtful an opposite. But indeed I" & @CRLF & _
                "	can do you little harm; you'll forswear this again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	I'll be hanged first: thou art deceived in me," & @CRLF & _
                "	friar. But no more of this. Canst thou tell if" & @CRLF & _
                "	Claudio die to-morrow or no?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Why should he die, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Why? For filling a bottle with a tundish. I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	the duke we talk of were returned again: the" & @CRLF & _
                "	ungenitured agent will unpeople the province with" & @CRLF & _
                "	continency; sparrows must not build in his" & @CRLF & _
                "	house-eaves, because they are lecherous. The duke" & @CRLF & _
                "	yet would have dark deeds darkly answered; he would" & @CRLF & _
                "	never bring them to light: would he were returned!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Marry, this Claudio is condemned for untrussing." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, good friar: I prithee, pray for me. The" & @CRLF & _
                "	duke, I say to thee again, would eat mutton on" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fridays. He's not past it yet, and I say to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	he would mouth with a beggar, though she smelt brown" & @CRLF & _
                "	bread and garlic: say that I said so. Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	No might nor greatness in mortality" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can censure 'scape; back-wounding calumny" & @CRLF & _
                "	The whitest virtue strikes. What king so strong" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can tie the gall up in the slanderous tongue?" & @CRLF & _
                "	But who comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ESCALUS, Provost, and Officers with MISTRESS OVERDONE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Go; away with her to prison!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS OVERDONE	Good my lord, be good to me; your honour is accounted" & @CRLF & _
                "	a merciful man; good my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Double and treble admonition, and still forfeit in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the same kind! This would make mercy swear and play" & @CRLF & _
                "	the tyrant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	A bawd of eleven years' continuance, may it please" & @CRLF & _
                "	your honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS OVERDONE	My lord, this is one Lucio's information against me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Mistress Kate Keepdown was with child by him in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	duke's time; he promised her marriage: his child" & @CRLF & _
                "	is a year and a quarter old, come Philip and Jacob:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have kept it myself; and see how he goes about to abuse me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	That fellow is a fellow of much licence: let him be" & @CRLF & _
                "	called before us. Away with her to prison! Go to;" & @CRLF & _
                "	no more words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Officers with MISTRESS OVERDONE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Provost, my brother Angelo will not be altered;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Claudio must die to-morrow: let him be furnished" & @CRLF & _
                "	with divines, and have all charitable preparation." & @CRLF & _
                "	if my brother wrought by my pity, it should not be" & @CRLF & _
                "	so with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	So please you, this friar hath been with him, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	advised him for the entertainment of death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Good even, good father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Bliss and goodness on you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Of whence are you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Not of this country, though my chance is now" & @CRLF & _
                "	To use it for my time: I am a brother" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of gracious order, late come from the See" & @CRLF & _
                "	In special business from his holiness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	What news abroad i' the world?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	None, but that there is so great a fever on" & @CRLF & _
                "	goodness, that the dissolution of it must cure it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	novelty is only in request; and it is as dangerous" & @CRLF & _
                "	to be aged in any kind of course, as it is virtuous" & @CRLF & _
                "	to be constant in any undertaking. There is scarce" & @CRLF & _
                "	truth enough alive to make societies secure; but" & @CRLF & _
                "	security enough to make fellowships accurst: much" & @CRLF & _
                "	upon this riddle runs the wisdom of the world. This" & @CRLF & _
                "	news is old enough, yet it is every day's news. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	pray you, sir, of what disposition was the duke?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	One that, above all other strifes, contended" & @CRLF & _
                "	especially to know himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	What pleasure was he given to?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Rather rejoicing to see another merry, than merry at" & @CRLF & _
                "	any thing which professed to make him rejoice: a" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentleman of all temperance. But leave we him to" & @CRLF & _
                "	his events, with a prayer they may prove prosperous;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and let me desire to know how you find Claudio" & @CRLF & _
                "	prepared. I am made to understand that you have" & @CRLF & _
                "	lent him visitation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	He professes to have received no sinister measure" & @CRLF & _
                "	from his judge, but most willingly humbles himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the determination of justice: yet had he framed" & @CRLF & _
                "	to himself, by the instruction of his frailty, many" & @CRLF & _
                "	deceiving promises of life; which I by my good" & @CRLF & _
                "	leisure have discredited to him, and now is he" & @CRLF & _
                "	resolved to die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	You have paid the heavens your function, and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	prisoner the very debt of your calling. I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	laboured for the poor gentleman to the extremest" & @CRLF & _
                "	shore of my modesty: but my brother justice have I" & @CRLF & _
                "	found so severe, that he hath forced me to tell him" & @CRLF & _
                "	he is indeed Justice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	If his own life answer the straitness of his" & @CRLF & _
                "	proceeding, it shall become him well; wherein if he" & @CRLF & _
                "	chance to fail, he hath sentenced himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	I am going to visit the prisoner. Fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Peace be with you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ESCALUS and Provost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	He who the sword of heaven will bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should be as holy as severe;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pattern in himself to know," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grace to stand, and virtue go;" & @CRLF & _
                "	More nor less to others paying" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than by self-offences weighing." & @CRLF & _
                "	Shame to him whose cruel striking" & @CRLF & _
                "	Kills for faults of his own liking!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Twice treble shame on Angelo," & @CRLF & _
                "	To weed my vice and let his grow!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, what may man within him hide," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though angel on the outward side!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How may likeness made in crimes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Making practise on the times," & @CRLF & _
                "	To draw with idle spiders' strings" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most ponderous and substantial things!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Craft against vice I must apply:" & @CRLF & _
                "	With Angelo to-night shall lie" & @CRLF & _
                "	His old betrothed but despised;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So disguise shall, by the disguised," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pay with falsehood false exacting," & @CRLF & _
                "	And perform an old contracting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MEASURE FOR MEASURE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The moated grange at ST. LUKE's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARIANA and a Boy]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Boy sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take, O, take those lips away," & @CRLF & _
                "	That so sweetly were forsworn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And those eyes, the break of day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lights that do mislead the morn:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But my kisses bring again, bring again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seals of love, but sealed in vain, sealed in vain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	Break off thy song, and haste thee quick away:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes a man of comfort, whose advice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath often still'd my brawling discontent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Boy]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE VINCENTIO disguised as before]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cry you mercy, sir; and well could wish" & @CRLF & _
                "	You had not found me here so musical:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me excuse me, and believe me so," & @CRLF & _
                "	My mirth it much displeased, but pleased my woe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	'Tis good; though music oft hath such a charm" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make bad good, and good provoke to harm." & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray, you, tell me, hath any body inquired" & @CRLF & _
                "	for me here to-day? much upon this time have" & @CRLF & _
                "	I promised here to meet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	You have not been inquired after:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have sat here all day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ISABELLA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	I do constantly believe you. The time is come even" & @CRLF & _
                "	now. I shall crave your forbearance a little: may" & @CRLF & _
                "	be I will call upon you anon, for some advantage to yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	I am always bound to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Very well met, and well come." & @CRLF & _
                "	What is the news from this good deputy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	He hath a garden circummured with brick," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose western side is with a vineyard back'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to that vineyard is a planched gate," & @CRLF & _
                "	That makes his opening with this bigger key:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This other doth command a little door" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which from the vineyard to the garden leads;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There have I made my promise" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the heavy middle of the night" & @CRLF & _
                "	To call upon him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	But shall you on your knowledge find this way?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	I have ta'en a due and wary note upon't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	With whispering and most guilty diligence," & @CRLF & _
                "	In action all of precept, he did show me" & @CRLF & _
                "	The way twice o'er." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Are there no other tokens" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between you 'greed concerning her observance?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	No, none, but only a repair i' the dark;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that I have possess'd him my most stay" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can be but brief; for I have made him know" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a servant comes with me along," & @CRLF & _
                "	That stays upon me, whose persuasion is" & @CRLF & _
                "	I come about my brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	'Tis well borne up." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have not yet made known to Mariana" & @CRLF & _
                "	A word of this. What, ho! within! come forth!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter MARIANA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you, be acquainted with this maid;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She comes to do you good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	I do desire the like." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Do you persuade yourself that I respect you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	Good friar, I know you do, and have found it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Take, then, this your companion by the hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who hath a story ready for your ear." & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall attend your leisure: but make haste;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The vaporous night approaches." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	Will't please you walk aside?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt MARIANA and ISABELLA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	O place and greatness! millions of false eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are stuck upon thee: volumes of report" & @CRLF & _
                "	Run with these false and most contrarious quests" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon thy doings: thousand escapes of wit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make thee the father of their idle dreams" & @CRLF & _
                "	And rack thee in their fancies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter MARIANA and ISABELLA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		          Welcome, how agreed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	She'll take the enterprise upon her, father," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you advise it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	                  It is not my consent," & @CRLF & _
                "	But my entreaty too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Little have you to say" & @CRLF & _
                "	When you depart from him, but, soft and low," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Remember now my brother.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	Fear me not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Nor, gentle daughter, fear you not at all." & @CRLF & _
                "	He is your husband on a pre-contract:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bring you thus together, 'tis no sin," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sith that the justice of your title to him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth flourish the deceit. Come, let us go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our corn's to reap, for yet our tithe's to sow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MEASURE FOR MEASURE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A room in the prison." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Provost and POMPEY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	Come hither, sirrah. Can you cut off a man's head?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	If the man be a bachelor, sir, I can; but if he be a" & @CRLF & _
                "	married man, he's his wife's head, and I can never" & @CRLF & _
                "	cut off a woman's head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	Come, sir, leave me your snatches, and yield me a" & @CRLF & _
                "	direct answer. To-morrow morning are to die Claudio" & @CRLF & _
                "	and Barnardine. Here is in our prison a common" & @CRLF & _
                "	executioner, who in his office lacks a helper: if" & @CRLF & _
                "	you will take it on you to assist him, it shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	redeem you from your gyves; if not, you shall have" & @CRLF & _
                "	your full time of imprisonment and your deliverance" & @CRLF & _
                "	with an unpitied whipping, for you have been a" & @CRLF & _
                "	notorious bawd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Sir, I have been an unlawful bawd time out of mind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	but yet I will be content to be a lawful hangman. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	would be glad to receive some instruction from my" & @CRLF & _
                "	fellow partner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	What, ho! Abhorson! Where's Abhorson, there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ABHORSON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABHORSON	Do you call, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	Sirrah, here's a fellow will help you to-morrow in" & @CRLF & _
                "	your execution. If you think it meet, compound with" & @CRLF & _
                "	him by the year, and let him abide here with you; if" & @CRLF & _
                "	not, use him for the present and dismiss him. He" & @CRLF & _
                "	cannot plead his estimation with you; he hath been a bawd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABHORSON	A bawd, sir? fie upon him! he will discredit our mystery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	Go to, sir; you weigh equally; a feather will turn" & @CRLF & _
                "	the scale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Pray, sir, by your good favour,--for surely, sir, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	good favour you have, but that you have a hanging" & @CRLF & _
                "	look,--do you call, sir, your occupation a mystery?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABHORSON	Ay, sir; a mystery" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Painting, sir, I have heard say, is a mystery; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	your whores, sir, being members of my occupation," & @CRLF & _
                "	using painting, do prove my occupation a mystery:" & @CRLF & _
                "	but what mystery there should be in hanging, if I" & @CRLF & _
                "	should be hanged, I cannot imagine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABHORSON	Sir, it is a mystery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Proof?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABHORSON	Every true man's apparel fits your thief: if it be" & @CRLF & _
                "	too little for your thief, your true man thinks it" & @CRLF & _
                "	big enough; if it be too big for your thief, your" & @CRLF & _
                "	thief thinks it little enough: so every true man's" & @CRLF & _
                "	apparel fits your thief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Provost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	Are you agreed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Sir, I will serve him; for I do find your hangman is" & @CRLF & _
                "	a more penitent trade than your bawd; he doth" & @CRLF & _
                "	oftener ask forgiveness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	You, sirrah, provide your block and your axe" & @CRLF & _
                "	to-morrow four o'clock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABHORSON	Come on, bawd; I will instruct thee in my trade; follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	I do desire to learn, sir: and I hope, if you have" & @CRLF & _
                "	occasion to use me for your own turn, you shall find" & @CRLF & _
                "	me yare; for truly, sir, for your kindness I owe you" & @CRLF & _
                "	a good turn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	Call hither Barnardine and Claudio:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt POMPEY and ABHORSON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The one has my pity; not a jot the other," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being a murderer, though he were my brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLAUDIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, here's the warrant, Claudio, for thy death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis now dead midnight, and by eight to-morrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou must be made immortal. Where's Barnardine?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	As fast lock'd up in sleep as guiltless labour" & @CRLF & _
                "	When it lies starkly in the traveller's bones:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He will not wake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	                  Who can do good on him?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, go, prepare yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocking within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		      But, hark, what noise?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven give your spirits comfort!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit CLAUDIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		                  By and by." & @CRLF & _
                "	I hope it is some pardon or reprieve" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the most gentle Claudio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE VINCENTIO disguised as before]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		       Welcome father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	The best and wholesomest spirts of the night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Envelope you, good Provost! Who call'd here of late?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	None, since the curfew rung." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Not Isabel?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	          No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	                  They will, then, ere't be long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	What comfort is for Claudio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	There's some in hope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	It is a bitter deputy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Not so, not so; his life is parallel'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even with the stroke and line of his great justice:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He doth with holy abstinence subdue" & @CRLF & _
                "	That in himself which he spurs on his power" & @CRLF & _
                "	To qualify in others: were he meal'd with that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he corrects, then were he tyrannous;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But this being so, he's just." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocking within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		        Now are they come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Provost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is a gentle provost: seldom when" & @CRLF & _
                "	The steeled gaoler is the friend of men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocking within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now! what noise? That spirit's possessed with haste" & @CRLF & _
                "	That wounds the unsisting postern with these strokes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Provost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	There he must stay until the officer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Arise to let him in: he is call'd up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Have you no countermand for Claudio yet," & @CRLF & _
                "	But he must die to-morrow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	None, sir, none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	As near the dawning, provost, as it is," & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall hear more ere morning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	Happily" & @CRLF & _
                "	You something know; yet I believe there comes" & @CRLF & _
                "	No countermand; no such example have we:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, upon the very siege of justice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord Angelo hath to the public ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Profess'd the contrary." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		  This is his lordship's man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	And here comes Claudio's pardon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	[Giving a paper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord hath sent you this note; and by me this" & @CRLF & _
                "	further charge, that you swerve not from the" & @CRLF & _
                "	smallest article of it, neither in time, matter, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	other circumstance. Good morrow; for, as I take it," & @CRLF & _
                "	it is almost day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	I shall obey him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	[Aside]  This is his pardon, purchased by such sin" & @CRLF & _
                "	For which the pardoner himself is in." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hence hath offence his quick celerity," & @CRLF & _
                "	When it is born in high authority:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When vice makes mercy, mercy's so extended," & @CRLF & _
                "	That for the fault's love is the offender friended." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, sir, what news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	I told you. Lord Angelo, belike thinking me remiss" & @CRLF & _
                "	in mine office, awakens me with this unwonted" & @CRLF & _
                "	putting-on; methinks strangely, for he hath not used it before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Pray you, let's hear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Whatsoever you may hear to the contrary, let" & @CRLF & _
                "	Claudio be executed by four of the clock; and in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	afternoon Barnardine: for my better satisfaction," & @CRLF & _
                "	let me have Claudio's head sent me by five. Let" & @CRLF & _
                "	this be duly performed; with a thought that more" & @CRLF & _
                "	depends on it than we must yet deliver. Thus fail" & @CRLF & _
                "	not to do your office, as you will answer it at your peril.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	What say you to this, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	What is that Barnardine who is to be executed in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	afternoon?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	A Bohemian born, but here nursed un and bred; one" & @CRLF & _
                "	that is a prisoner nine years old." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	How came it that the absent duke had not either" & @CRLF & _
                "	delivered him to his liberty or executed him? I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have heard it was ever his manner to do so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	His friends still wrought reprieves for him: and," & @CRLF & _
                "	indeed, his fact, till now in the government of Lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	Angelo, came not to an undoubtful proof." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	It is now apparent?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	Most manifest, and not denied by himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Hath he born himself penitently in prison? how" & @CRLF & _
                "	seems he to be touched?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	A man that apprehends death no more dreadfully but" & @CRLF & _
                "	as a drunken sleep; careless, reckless, and fearless" & @CRLF & _
                "	of what's past, present, or to come; insensible of" & @CRLF & _
                "	mortality, and desperately mortal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	He wants advice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	He will hear none: he hath evermore had the liberty" & @CRLF & _
                "	of the prison; give him leave to escape hence, he" & @CRLF & _
                "	would not: drunk many times a day, if not many days" & @CRLF & _
                "	entirely drunk. We have very oft awaked him, as if" & @CRLF & _
                "	to carry him to execution, and showed him a seeming" & @CRLF & _
                "	warrant for it: it hath not moved him at all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	More of him anon. There is written in your brow," & @CRLF & _
                "	provost, honesty and constancy: if I read it not" & @CRLF & _
                "	truly, my ancient skill beguiles me; but, in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	boldness of my cunning, I will lay myself in hazard." & @CRLF & _
                "	Claudio, whom here you have warrant to execute, is" & @CRLF & _
                "	no greater forfeit to the law than Angelo who hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	sentenced him. To make you understand this in a" & @CRLF & _
                "	manifested effect, I crave but four days' respite;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for the which you are to do me both a present and a" & @CRLF & _
                "	dangerous courtesy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	Pray, sir, in what?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	In the delaying death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	A lack, how may I do it, having the hour limited," & @CRLF & _
                "	and an express command, under penalty, to deliver" & @CRLF & _
                "	his head in the view of Angelo? I may make my case" & @CRLF & _
                "	as Claudio's, to cross this in the smallest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	By the vow of mine order I warrant you, if my" & @CRLF & _
                "	instructions may be your guide. Let this Barnardine" & @CRLF & _
                "	be this morning executed, and his head born to Angelo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	Angelo hath seen them both, and will discover the favour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	O, death's a great disguiser; and you may add to it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Shave the head, and tie the beard; and say it was" & @CRLF & _
                "	the desire of the penitent to be so bared before his" & @CRLF & _
                "	death: you know the course is common. If any thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	fall to you upon this, more than thanks and good" & @CRLF & _
                "	fortune, by the saint whom I profess, I will plead" & @CRLF & _
                "	against it with my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	Pardon me, good father; it is against my oath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Were you sworn to the duke, or to the deputy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	To him, and to his substitutes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	You will think you have made no offence, if the duke" & @CRLF & _
                "	avouch the justice of your dealing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	But what likelihood is in that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Not a resemblance, but a certainty. Yet since I see" & @CRLF & _
                "	you fearful, that neither my coat, integrity, nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	persuasion can with ease attempt you, I will go" & @CRLF & _
                "	further than I meant, to pluck all fears out of you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look you, sir, here is the hand and seal of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	duke: you know the character, I doubt not; and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	signet is not strange to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	I know them both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	The contents of this is the return of the duke: you" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall anon over-read it at your pleasure; where you" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall find, within these two days he will be here." & @CRLF & _
                "	This is a thing that Angelo knows not; for he this" & @CRLF & _
                "	very day receives letters of strange tenor;" & @CRLF & _
                "	perchance of the duke's death; perchance entering" & @CRLF & _
                "	into some monastery; but, by chance, nothing of what" & @CRLF & _
                "	is writ. Look, the unfolding star calls up the" & @CRLF & _
                "	shepherd. Put not yourself into amazement how these" & @CRLF & _
                "	things should be: all difficulties are but easy" & @CRLF & _
                "	when they are known. Call your executioner, and off" & @CRLF & _
                "	with Barnardine's head: I will give him a present" & @CRLF & _
                "	shrift and advise him for a better place. Yet you" & @CRLF & _
                "	are amazed; but this shall absolutely resolve you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come away; it is almost clear dawn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MEASURE FOR MEASURE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Another room in the same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter POMPEY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	I am as well acquainted here as I was in our house" & @CRLF & _
                "	of profession: one would think it were Mistress" & @CRLF & _
                "	Overdone's own house, for here be many of her old" & @CRLF & _
                "	customers. First, here's young Master Rash; he's in" & @CRLF & _
                "	for a commodity of brown paper and old ginger," & @CRLF & _
                "	ninescore and seventeen pounds; of which he made" & @CRLF & _
                "	five marks, ready money: marry, then ginger was not" & @CRLF & _
                "	much in request, for the old women were all dead." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then is there here one Master Caper, at the suit of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Master Three-pile the mercer, for some four suits of" & @CRLF & _
                "	peach-coloured satin, which now peaches him a" & @CRLF & _
                "	beggar. Then have we here young Dizy, and young" & @CRLF & _
                "	Master Deep-vow, and Master Copperspur, and Master" & @CRLF & _
                "	Starve-lackey the rapier and dagger man, and young" & @CRLF & _
                "	Drop-heir that killed lusty Pudding, and Master" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forthlight the tilter, and brave Master Shooty the" & @CRLF & _
                "	great traveller, and wild Half-can that stabbed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pots, and, I think, forty more; all great doers in" & @CRLF & _
                "	our trade, and are now 'for the Lord's sake.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ABHORSON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABHORSON	Sirrah, bring Barnardine hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Master Barnardine! you must rise and be hanged." & @CRLF & _
                "	Master Barnardine!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABHORSON	What, ho, Barnardine!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARNARDINE	[Within]  A pox o' your throats! Who makes that" & @CRLF & _
                "	noise there? What are you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Your friends, sir; the hangman. You must be so" & @CRLF & _
                "	good, sir, to rise and be put to death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARNARDINE	[Within]  Away, you rogue, away! I am sleepy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABHORSON	Tell him he must awake, and that quickly too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Pray, Master Barnardine, awake till you are" & @CRLF & _
                "	executed, and sleep afterwards." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABHORSON	Go in to him, and fetch him out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	He is coming, sir, he is coming; I hear his straw rustle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABHORSON	Is the axe upon the block, sirrah?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	Very ready, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BARNARDINE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARNARDINE	How now, Abhorson? what's the news with you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABHORSON	Truly, sir, I would desire you to clap into your" & @CRLF & _
                "	prayers; for, look you, the warrant's come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARNARDINE	You rogue, I have been drinking all night; I am not" & @CRLF & _
                "	fitted for 't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POMPEY	O, the better, sir; for he that drinks all night," & @CRLF & _
                "	and is hanged betimes in the morning, may sleep the" & @CRLF & _
                "	sounder all the next day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABHORSON	Look you, sir; here comes your ghostly father: do" & @CRLF & _
                "	we jest now, think you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE VINCENTIO disguised as before]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Sir, induced by my charity, and hearing how hastily" & @CRLF & _
                "	you are to depart, I am come to advise you, comfort" & @CRLF & _
                "	you and pray with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARNARDINE	Friar, not I	I have been drinking hard all night," & @CRLF & _
                "	and I will have more time to prepare me, or they" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall beat out my brains with billets: I will not" & @CRLF & _
                "	consent to die this day, that's certain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	O, sir, you must: and therefore I beseech you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look forward on the journey you shall go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARNARDINE	I swear I will not die to-day for any man's" & @CRLF & _
                "	persuasion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	But hear you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARNARDINE	Not a word: if you have any thing to say to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	come to my ward; for thence will not I to-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Unfit to live or die: O gravel heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "	After him, fellows; bring him to the block." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ABHORSON and POMPEY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Provost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	Now, sir, how do you find the prisoner?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	A creature unprepared, unmeet for death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to transport him in the mind he is" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were damnable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	                  Here in the prison, father," & @CRLF & _
                "	There died this morning of a cruel fever" & @CRLF & _
                "	One Ragozine, a most notorious pirate," & @CRLF & _
                "	A man of Claudio's years; his beard and head" & @CRLF & _
                "	Just of his colour. What if we do omit" & @CRLF & _
                "	This reprobate till he were well inclined;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And satisfy the deputy with the visage" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Ragozine, more like to Claudio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	O, 'tis an accident that heaven provides!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dispatch it presently; the hour draws on" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prefix'd by Angelo: see this be done," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sent according to command; whiles I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Persuade this rude wretch willingly to die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	This shall be done, good father, presently." & @CRLF & _
                "	But Barnardine must die this afternoon:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And how shall we continue Claudio," & @CRLF & _
                "	To save me from the danger that might come" & @CRLF & _
                "	If he were known alive?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Let this be done." & @CRLF & _
                "	Put them in secret holds, both Barnardine and Claudio:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere twice the sun hath made his journal greeting" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the under generation, you shall find" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your safety manifested." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	I am your free dependant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Quick, dispatch, and send the head to Angelo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Provost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now will I write letters to Angelo,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	The provost, he shall bear them, whose contents" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall witness to him I am near at home," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that, by great injunctions, I am bound" & @CRLF & _
                "	To enter publicly: him I'll desire" & @CRLF & _
                "	To meet me at the consecrated fount" & @CRLF & _
                "	A league below the city; and from thence," & @CRLF & _
                "	By cold gradation and well-balanced form," & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall proceed with Angelo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Provost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	Here is the head; I'll carry it myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Convenient is it. Make a swift return;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I would commune with you of such things" & @CRLF & _
                "	That want no ear but yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	I'll make all speed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	[Within]  Peace, ho, be here!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	The tongue of Isabel. She's come to know" & @CRLF & _
                "	If yet her brother's pardon be come hither:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will keep her ignorant of her good," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make her heavenly comforts of despair," & @CRLF & _
                "	When it is least expected." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ISABELLA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Ho, by your leave!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Good morning to you, fair and gracious daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	The better, given me by so holy a man." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath yet the deputy sent my brother's pardon?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	He hath released him, Isabel, from the world:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His head is off and sent to Angelo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Nay, but it is not so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	It is no other: show your wisdom, daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	In your close patience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	O, I will to him and pluck out his eyes!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	You shall not be admitted to his sight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Unhappy Claudio! wretched Isabel!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Injurious world! most damned Angelo!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	This nor hurts him nor profits you a jot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forbear it therefore; give your cause to heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark what I say, which you shall find" & @CRLF & _
                "	By every syllable a faithful verity:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The duke comes home to-morrow; nay, dry your eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	One of our convent, and his confessor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gives me this instance: already he hath carried" & @CRLF & _
                "	Notice to Escalus and Angelo," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who do prepare to meet him at the gates," & @CRLF & _
                "	There to give up their power. If you can, pace your wisdom" & @CRLF & _
                "	In that good path that I would wish it go," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you shall have your bosom on this wretch," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grace of the duke, revenges to your heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	And general honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	                  I am directed by you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	This letter, then, to Friar Peter give;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis that he sent me of the duke's return:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say, by this token, I desire his company" & @CRLF & _
                "	At Mariana's house to-night. Her cause and yours" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll perfect him withal, and he shall bring you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before the duke, and to the head of Angelo" & @CRLF & _
                "	Accuse him home and home. For my poor self," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am combined by a sacred vow" & @CRLF & _
                "	And shall be absent. Wend you with this letter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Command these fretting waters from your eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	With a light heart; trust not my holy order," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I pervert your course. Who's here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LUCIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Good even. Friar, where's the provost?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Not within, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	O pretty Isabella, I am pale at mine heart to see" & @CRLF & _
                "	thine eyes so red: thou must be patient. I am fain" & @CRLF & _
                "	to dine and sup with water and bran; I dare not for" & @CRLF & _
                "	my head fill my belly; one fruitful meal would set" & @CRLF & _
                "	me to 't. But they say the duke will be here" & @CRLF & _
                "	to-morrow. By my troth, Isabel, I loved thy brother:" & @CRLF & _
                "	if the old fantastical duke of dark corners had been" & @CRLF & _
                "	at home, he had lived." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit ISABELLA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Sir, the duke is marvellous little beholding to your" & @CRLF & _
                "	reports; but the best is, he lives not in them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Friar, thou knowest not the duke so well as I do:" & @CRLF & _
                "	he's a better woodman than thou takest him for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Well, you'll answer this one day. Fare ye well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Nay, tarry; I'll go along with thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	I can tell thee pretty tales of the duke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	You have told me too many of him already, sir, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	they be true; if not true, none were enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	I was once before him for getting a wench with child." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Did you such a thing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Yes, marry, did I	but I was fain to forswear it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	they would else have married me to the rotten medlar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Sir, your company is fairer than honest. Rest you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	By my troth, I'll go with thee to the lane's end:" & @CRLF & _
                "	if bawdy talk offend you, we'll have very little of" & @CRLF & _
                "	it. Nay, friar, I am a kind of burr; I shall stick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MEASURE FOR MEASURE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	A room in ANGELO's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANGELO and ESCALUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Every letter he hath writ hath disvouched other." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	In most uneven and distracted manner. His actions" & @CRLF & _
                "	show much like to madness: pray heaven his wisdom be" & @CRLF & _
                "	not tainted! And why meet him at the gates, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	redeliver our authorities there" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	I guess not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	And why should we proclaim it in an hour before his" & @CRLF & _
                "	entering, that if any crave redress of injustice," & @CRLF & _
                "	they should exhibit their petitions in the street?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	He shows his reason for that: to have a dispatch of" & @CRLF & _
                "	complaints, and to deliver us from devices" & @CRLF & _
                "	hereafter, which shall then have no power to stand" & @CRLF & _
                "	against us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Well, I beseech you, let it be proclaimed betimes" & @CRLF & _
                "	i' the morn; I'll call you at your house: give" & @CRLF & _
                "	notice to such men of sort and suit as are to meet" & @CRLF & _
                "	him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	I shall, sir. Fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Good night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit ESCALUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	This deed unshapes me quite, makes me unpregnant" & @CRLF & _
                "	And dull to all proceedings. A deflower'd maid!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by an eminent body that enforced" & @CRLF & _
                "	The law against it! But that her tender shame" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will not proclaim against her maiden loss," & @CRLF & _
                "	How might she tongue me! Yet reason dares her no;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For my authority bears of a credent bulk," & @CRLF & _
                "	That no particular scandal once can touch" & @CRLF & _
                "	But it confounds the breather. He should have lived," & @CRLF & _
                "	Save that riotous youth, with dangerous sense," & @CRLF & _
                "	Might in the times to come have ta'en revenge," & @CRLF & _
                "	By so receiving a dishonour'd life" & @CRLF & _
                "	With ransom of such shame. Would yet he had lived!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A lack, when once our grace we have forgot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing goes right: we would, and we would not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MEASURE FOR MEASURE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Fields without the town." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE VINCENTIO in his own habit, and FRIAR PETER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	These letters at fit time deliver me" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Giving letters]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The provost knows our purpose and our plot." & @CRLF & _
                "	The matter being afoot, keep your instruction," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hold you ever to our special drift;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though sometimes you do blench from this to that," & @CRLF & _
                "	As cause doth minister. Go call at Flavius' house," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell him where I stay: give the like notice" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Valentinus, Rowland, and to Crassus," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid them bring the trumpets to the gate;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But send me Flavius first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR PETER	It shall be speeded well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter VARRIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	I thank thee, Varrius; thou hast made good haste:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, we will walk. There's other of our friends" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will greet us here anon, my gentle Varrius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MEASURE FOR MEASURE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	Street near the city gate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ISABELLA and MARIANA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	To speak so indirectly I am loath:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would say the truth; but to accuse him so," & @CRLF & _
                "	That is your part: yet I am advised to do it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He says, to veil full purpose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	Be ruled by him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Besides, he tells me that, if peradventure" & @CRLF & _
                "	He speak against me on the adverse side," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should not think it strange; for 'tis a physic" & @CRLF & _
                "	That's bitter to sweet end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	I would Friar Peter--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	O, peace! the friar is come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FRIAR PETER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR PETER	Come, I have found you out a stand most fit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where you may have such vantage on the duke," & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall not pass you. Twice have the trumpets sounded;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The generous and gravest citizens" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have hent the gates, and very near upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	The duke is entering: therefore, hence, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MEASURE FOR MEASURE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The city gate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[MARIANA veiled, ISABELLA, and FRIAR PETER, at their" & @CRLF & _
                "	stand. Enter DUKE VINCENTIO, VARRIUS, Lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	ANGELO, ESCALUS, LUCIO, Provost, Officers, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Citizens, at several doors]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	My very worthy cousin, fairly met!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our old and faithful friend, we are glad to see you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  Happy return be to your royal grace!" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Many and hearty thankings to you both." & @CRLF & _
                "	We have made inquiry of you; and we hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such goodness of your justice, that our soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot but yield you forth to public thanks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forerunning more requital." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	You make my bonds still greater." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	O, your desert speaks loud; and I should wrong it," & @CRLF & _
                "	To lock it in the wards of covert bosom," & @CRLF & _
                "	When it deserves, with characters of brass," & @CRLF & _
                "	A forted residence 'gainst the tooth of time" & @CRLF & _
                "	And razure of oblivion. Give me your hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let the subject see, to make them know" & @CRLF & _
                "	That outward courtesies would fain proclaim" & @CRLF & _
                "	Favours that keep within. Come, Escalus," & @CRLF & _
                "	You must walk by us on our other hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And good supporters are you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[FRIAR PETER and ISABELLA come forward]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR PETER	Now is your time: speak loud and kneel before him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Justice, O royal duke! Vail your regard" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a wrong'd, I would fain have said, a maid!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O worthy prince, dishonour not your eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	By throwing it on any other object" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till you have heard me in my true complaint" & @CRLF & _
                "	And given me justice, justice, justice, justice!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Relate your wrongs; in what? by whom? be brief." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is Lord Angelo shall give you justice:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reveal yourself to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	O worthy duke," & @CRLF & _
                "	You bid me seek redemption of the devil:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear me yourself; for that which I must speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must either punish me, not being believed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or wring redress from you. Hear me, O hear me, here!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	My lord, her wits, I fear me, are not firm:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She hath been a suitor to me for her brother" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cut off by course of justice,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	By course of justice!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	And she will speak most bitterly and strange." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Most strange, but yet most truly, will I speak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Angelo's forsworn; is it not strange?" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Angelo's a murderer; is 't not strange?" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Angelo is an adulterous thief," & @CRLF & _
                "	An hypocrite, a virgin-violator;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is it not strange and strange?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Nay, it is ten times strange." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	It is not truer he is Angelo" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than this is all as true as it is strange:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, it is ten times true; for truth is truth" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the end of reckoning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Away with her! Poor soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	She speaks this in the infirmity of sense." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	O prince, I conjure thee, as thou believest" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is another comfort than this world," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou neglect me not, with that opinion" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I am touch'd with madness! Make not impossible" & @CRLF & _
                "	That which but seems unlike: 'tis not impossible" & @CRLF & _
                "	But one, the wicked'st caitiff on the ground," & @CRLF & _
                "	May seem as shy, as grave, as just, as absolute" & @CRLF & _
                "	As Angelo; even so may Angelo," & @CRLF & _
                "	In all his dressings, characts, titles, forms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be an arch-villain; believe it, royal prince:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If he be less, he's nothing; but he's more," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had I more name for badness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	By mine honesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	If she be mad,--as I believe no other,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her madness hath the oddest frame of sense," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such a dependency of thing on thing," & @CRLF & _
                "	As e'er I heard in madness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	O gracious duke," & @CRLF & _
                "	Harp not on that, nor do not banish reason" & @CRLF & _
                "	For inequality; but let your reason serve" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make the truth appear where it seems hid," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hide the false seems true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Many that are not mad" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have, sure, more lack of reason. What would you say?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	I am the sister of one Claudio," & @CRLF & _
                "	Condemn'd upon the act of fornication" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lose his head; condemn'd by Angelo:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I, in probation of a sisterhood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was sent to by my brother; one Lucio" & @CRLF & _
                "	As then the messenger,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	That's I, an't like your grace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I came to her from Claudio, and desired her" & @CRLF & _
                "	To try her gracious fortune with Lord Angelo" & @CRLF & _
                "	For her poor brother's pardon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	That's he indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	You were not bid to speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	No, my good lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor wish'd to hold my peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	I wish you now, then;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray you, take note of it: and when you have" & @CRLF & _
                "	A business for yourself, pray heaven you then" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be perfect." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	I warrant your honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	The warrants for yourself; take heed to't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	This gentleman told somewhat of my tale,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	It may be right; but you are i' the wrong" & @CRLF & _
                "	To speak before your time. Proceed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	I went" & @CRLF & _
                "	To this pernicious caitiff deputy,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	That's somewhat madly spoken." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Pardon it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The phrase is to the matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Mended again. The matter; proceed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	In brief, to set the needless process by," & @CRLF & _
                "	How I persuaded, how I pray'd, and kneel'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	How he refell'd me, and how I replied,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this was of much length,--the vile conclusion" & @CRLF & _
                "	I now begin with grief and shame to utter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He would not, but by gift of my chaste body" & @CRLF & _
                "	To his concupiscible intemperate lust," & @CRLF & _
                "	Release my brother; and, after much debatement," & @CRLF & _
                "	My sisterly remorse confutes mine honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I did yield to him: but the next morn betimes," & @CRLF & _
                "	His purpose surfeiting, he sends a warrant" & @CRLF & _
                "	For my poor brother's head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	This is most likely!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	O, that it were as like as it is true!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	By heaven, fond wretch, thou knowist not what thou speak'st," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else thou art suborn'd against his honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	In hateful practise. First, his integrity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stands without blemish. Next, it imports no reason" & @CRLF & _
                "	That with such vehemency he should pursue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Faults proper to himself: if he had so offended," & @CRLF & _
                "	He would have weigh'd thy brother by himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not have cut him off. Some one hath set you on:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Confess the truth, and say by whose advice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou camest here to complain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	And is this all?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, O you blessed ministers above," & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep me in patience, and with ripen'd time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unfold the evil which is here wrapt up" & @CRLF & _
                "	In countenance! Heaven shield your grace from woe," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I, thus wrong'd, hence unbelieved go!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	I know you'ld fain be gone. An officer!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To prison with her! Shall we thus permit" & @CRLF & _
                "	A blasting and a scandalous breath to fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	On him so near us? This needs must be a practise." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who knew of Your intent and coming hither?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	One that I would were here, Friar Lodowick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	A ghostly father, belike. Who knows that Lodowick?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	My lord, I know him; 'tis a meddling friar;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do not like the man: had he been lay, my lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	For certain words he spake against your grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	In your retirement, I had swinged him soundly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Words against me? this is a good friar, belike!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to set on this wretched woman here" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against our substitute! Let this friar be found." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	But yesternight, my lord, she and that friar," & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw them at the prison: a saucy friar," & @CRLF & _
                "	A very scurvy fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR PETER	Blessed be your royal grace!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have stood by, my lord, and I have heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your royal ear abused. First, hath this woman" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most wrongfully accused your substitute," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who is as free from touch or soil with her" & @CRLF & _
                "	As she from one ungot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	We did believe no less." & @CRLF & _
                "	Know you that Friar Lodowick that she speaks of?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR PETER	I know him for a man divine and holy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not scurvy, nor a temporary meddler," & @CRLF & _
                "	As he's reported by this gentleman;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, on my trust, a man that never yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did, as he vouches, misreport your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	My lord, most villanously; believe it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR PETER	Well, he in time may come to clear himself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But at this instant he is sick my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of a strange fever. Upon his mere request," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being come to knowledge that there was complaint" & @CRLF & _
                "	Intended 'gainst Lord Angelo, came I hither," & @CRLF & _
                "	To speak, as from his mouth, what he doth know" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is true and false; and what he with his oath" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all probation will make up full clear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whensoever he's convented. First, for this woman." & @CRLF & _
                "	To justify this worthy nobleman," & @CRLF & _
                "	So vulgarly and personally accused," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her shall you hear disproved to her eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till she herself confess it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Good friar, let's hear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[ISABELLA is carried off guarded; and MARIANA comes forward]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you not smile at this, Lord Angelo?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O heaven, the vanity of wretched fools!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give us some seats. Come, cousin Angelo;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In this I'll be impartial; be you judge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of your own cause. Is this the witness, friar?" & @CRLF & _
                "	First, let her show her face, and after speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	Pardon, my lord; I will not show my face" & @CRLF & _
                "	Until my husband bid me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	What, are you married?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	No, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Are you a maid?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	No, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	A widow, then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	Neither, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Why, you are nothing then: neither maid, widow, nor wife?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	My lord, she may be a punk; for many of them are" & @CRLF & _
                "	neither maid, widow, nor wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Silence that fellow: I would he had some cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	To prattle for himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Well, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	My lord; I do confess I ne'er was married;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I confess besides I am no maid:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have known my husband; yet my husband" & @CRLF & _
                "	Knows not that ever he knew me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	He was drunk then, my lord: it can be no better." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	For the benefit of silence, would thou wert so too!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Well, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	This is no witness for Lord Angelo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	Now I come to't my lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	She that accuses him of fornication," & @CRLF & _
                "	In self-same manner doth accuse my husband," & @CRLF & _
                "	And charges him my lord, with such a time" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I'll depose I had him in mine arms" & @CRLF & _
                "	With all the effect of love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Charges she more than me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	Not that I know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	No? you say your husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	Why, just, my lord, and that is Angelo," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who thinks he knows that he ne'er knew my body," & @CRLF & _
                "	But knows he thinks that he knows Isabel's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	This is a strange abuse. Let's see thy face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	My husband bids me; now I will unmask." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Unveiling]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is that face, thou cruel Angelo," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which once thou sworest was worth the looking on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the hand which, with a vow'd contract," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was fast belock'd in thine; this is the body" & @CRLF & _
                "	That took away the match from Isabel," & @CRLF & _
                "	And did supply thee at thy garden-house" & @CRLF & _
                "	In her imagined person." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Know you this woman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Carnally, she says." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Sirrah, no more!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Enough, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	My lord, I must confess I know this woman:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And five years since there was some speech of marriage" & @CRLF & _
                "	Betwixt myself and her; which was broke off," & @CRLF & _
                "	Partly for that her promised proportions" & @CRLF & _
                "	Came short of composition, but in chief" & @CRLF & _
                "	For that her reputation was disvalued" & @CRLF & _
                "	In levity: since which time of five years" & @CRLF & _
                "	I never spake with her, saw her, nor heard from her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my faith and honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	Noble prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	As there comes light from heaven and words from breath," & @CRLF & _
                "	As there is sense in truth and truth in virtue," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am affianced this man's wife as strongly" & @CRLF & _
                "	As words could make up vows: and, my good lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	But Tuesday night last gone in's garden-house" & @CRLF & _
                "	He knew me as a wife. As this is true," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me in safety raise me from my knees" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else for ever be confixed here," & @CRLF & _
                "	A marble monument!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	                  I did but smile till now:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, good my lord, give me the scope of justice" & @CRLF & _
                "	My patience here is touch'd. I do perceive" & @CRLF & _
                "	These poor informal women are no more" & @CRLF & _
                "	But instruments of some more mightier member" & @CRLF & _
                "	That sets them on: let me have way, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	To find this practise out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Ay, with my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	And punish them to your height of pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou foolish friar, and thou pernicious woman," & @CRLF & _
                "	Compact with her that's gone, think'st thou thy oaths," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though they would swear down each particular saint," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were testimonies against his worth and credit" & @CRLF & _
                "	That's seal'd in approbation? You, Lord Escalus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sit with my cousin; lend him your kind pains" & @CRLF & _
                "	To find out this abuse, whence 'tis derived." & @CRLF & _
                "	There is another friar that set them on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him be sent for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR PETER	Would he were here, my lord! for he indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath set the women on to this complaint:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your provost knows the place where he abides" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he may fetch him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Go do it instantly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Provost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you, my noble and well-warranted cousin," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom it concerns to hear this matter forth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do with your injuries as seems you best," & @CRLF & _
                "	In any chastisement: I for a while will leave you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But stir not you till you have well determined" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon these slanderers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	My lord, we'll do it throughly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit DUKE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Signior Lucio, did not you say you knew that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Friar Lodowick to be a dishonest person?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	'Cucullus non facit monachum:' honest in nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	but in his clothes; and one that hath spoke most" & @CRLF & _
                "	villanous speeches of the duke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	We shall entreat you to abide here till he come and" & @CRLF & _
                "	enforce them against him: we shall find this friar a" & @CRLF & _
                "	notable fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	As any in Vienna, on my word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Call that same Isabel here once again; I would speak with her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit an Attendant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray you, my lord, give me leave to question; you" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall see how I'll handle her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Not better than he, by her own report." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Say you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Marry, sir, I think, if you handled her privately," & @CRLF & _
                "	she would sooner confess: perchance, publicly," & @CRLF & _
                "	she'll be ashamed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	I will go darkly to work with her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	That's the way; for women are light at midnight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Officers with ISABELLA; and Provost with" & @CRLF & _
                "	the DUKE VINCENTIO in his friar's habit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Come on, mistress: here's a gentlewoman denies all" & @CRLF & _
                "	that you have said." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	My lord, here comes the rascal I spoke of; here with" & @CRLF & _
                "	the provost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	In very good time: speak not you to him till we" & @CRLF & _
                "	call upon you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Mum." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Come, sir: did you set these women on to slander" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord Angelo? they have confessed you did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	'Tis false." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	How! know you where you are?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Respect to your great place! and let the devil" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be sometime honour'd for his burning throne!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is the duke? 'tis he should hear me speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	The duke's in us; and we will hear you speak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look you speak justly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Boldly, at least. But, O, poor souls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come you to seek the lamb here of the fox?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good night to your redress! Is the duke gone?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then is your cause gone too. The duke's unjust," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus to retort your manifest appeal," & @CRLF & _
                "	And put your trial in the villain's mouth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which here you come to accuse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	This is the rascal; this is he I spoke of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Why, thou unreverend and unhallow'd friar," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is't not enough thou hast suborn'd these women" & @CRLF & _
                "	To accuse this worthy man, but, in foul mouth" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the witness of his proper ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	To call him villain? and then to glance from him" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the duke himself, to tax him with injustice?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take him hence; to the rack with him! We'll touse you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Joint by joint, but we will know his purpose." & @CRLF & _
                "	What 'unjust'!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	                  Be not so hot; the duke" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dare no more stretch this finger of mine than he" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dare rack his own: his subject am I not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor here provincial. My business in this state" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made me a looker on here in Vienna," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where I have seen corruption boil and bubble" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till it o'er-run the stew; laws for all faults," & @CRLF & _
                "	But faults so countenanced, that the strong statutes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand like the forfeits in a barber's shop," & @CRLF & _
                "	As much in mock as mark." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Slander to the state! Away with him to prison!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	What can you vouch against him, Signior Lucio?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is this the man that you did tell us of?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	'Tis he, my lord. Come hither, goodman baldpate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	do you know me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	I remember you, sir, by the sound of your voice: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	met you at the prison, in the absence of the duke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	O, did you so? And do you remember what you said of the duke?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Most notedly, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Do you so, sir? And was the duke a fleshmonger, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	fool, and a coward, as you then reported him to be?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	You must, sir, change persons with me, ere you make" & @CRLF & _
                "	that my report: you, indeed, spoke so of him; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	much more, much worse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	O thou damnable fellow! Did not I pluck thee by the" & @CRLF & _
                "	nose for thy speeches?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	I protest I love the duke as I love myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	Hark, how the villain would close now, after his" & @CRLF & _
                "	treasonable abuses!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	Such a fellow is not to be talked withal. Away with" & @CRLF & _
                "	him to prison! Where is the provost? Away with him" & @CRLF & _
                "	to prison! lay bolts enough upon him: let him" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak no more. Away with those giglots too, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	with the other confederate companion!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	[To Provost]  Stay, sir; stay awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	What, resists he? Help him, Lucio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Come, sir; come, sir; come, sir; foh, sir! Why, you" & @CRLF & _
                "	bald-pated, lying rascal, you must be hooded, must" & @CRLF & _
                "	you? Show your knave's visage, with a pox to you!" & @CRLF & _
                "	show your sheep-biting face, and be hanged an hour!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will't not off?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Pulls off the friar's hood, and discovers DUKE" & @CRLF & _
                "	VINCENTIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Thou art the first knave that e'er madest a duke." & @CRLF & _
                "	First, provost, let me bail these gentle three." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To LUCIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sneak not away, sir; for the friar and you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must have a word anon. Lay hold on him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	This may prove worse than hanging." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	[To ESCALUS]  What you have spoke I pardon: sit you down:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll borrow place of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To ANGELO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		     Sir, by your leave." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast thou or word, or wit, or impudence," & @CRLF & _
                "	That yet can do thee office? If thou hast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rely upon it till my tale be heard," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hold no longer out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	O my dread lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should be guiltier than my guiltiness," & @CRLF & _
                "	To think I can be undiscernible," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I perceive your grace, like power divine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath look'd upon my passes. Then, good prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	No longer session hold upon my shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	But let my trial be mine own confession:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Immediate sentence then and sequent death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is all the grace I beg." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Come hither, Mariana." & @CRLF & _
                "	Say, wast thou e'er contracted to this woman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	I was, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Go take her hence, and marry her instantly." & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you the office, friar; which consummate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Return him here again. Go with him, provost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ANGELO, MARIANA, FRIAR PETER and Provost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	My lord, I am more amazed at his dishonour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than at the strangeness of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Come hither, Isabel." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your friar is now your prince: as I was then" & @CRLF & _
                "	Advertising and holy to your business," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not changing heart with habit, I am still" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attorney'd at your service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	O, give me pardon," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I, your vassal, have employ'd and pain'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your unknown sovereignty!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	You are pardon'd, Isabel:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now, dear maid, be you as free to us." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your brother's death, I know, sits at your heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you may marvel why I obscured myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Labouring to save his life, and would not rather" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make rash remonstrance of my hidden power" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than let him so be lost. O most kind maid," & @CRLF & _
                "	It was the swift celerity of his death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I did think with slower foot came on," & @CRLF & _
                "	That brain'd my purpose. But, peace be with him!" & @CRLF & _
                "	That life is better life, past fearing death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than that which lives to fear: make it your comfort," & @CRLF & _
                "	So happy is your brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	I do, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter ANGELO, MARIANA, FRIAR PETER, and Provost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	For this new-married man approaching here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose salt imagination yet hath wrong'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your well defended honour, you must pardon" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Mariana's sake: but as he adjudged your brother,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Being criminal, in double violation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of sacred chastity and of promise-breach" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thereon dependent, for your brother's life,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very mercy of the law cries out" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most audible, even from his proper tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	'An Angelo for Claudio, death for death!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Haste still pays haste, and leisure answers leisure;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like doth quit like, and MEASURE still FOR MEASURE." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, Angelo, thy fault's thus manifested;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, though thou wouldst deny, denies thee vantage." & @CRLF & _
                "	We do condemn thee to the very block" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where Claudio stoop'd to death, and with like haste." & @CRLF & _
                "	Away with him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	                  O my most gracious lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	I hope you will not mock me with a husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	It is your husband mock'd you with a husband." & @CRLF & _
                "	Consenting to the safeguard of your honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	I thought your marriage fit; else imputation," & @CRLF & _
                "	For that he knew you, might reproach your life" & @CRLF & _
                "	And choke your good to come; for his possessions," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although by confiscation they are ours," & @CRLF & _
                "	We do instate and widow you withal," & @CRLF & _
                "	To buy you a better husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	O my dear lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	I crave no other, nor no better man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Never crave him; we are definitive." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	Gentle my liege,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kneeling]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	                  You do but lose your labour." & @CRLF & _
                "	Away with him to death!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To LUCIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		  Now, sir, to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	O my good lord! Sweet Isabel, take my part;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lend me your knees, and all my life to come" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll lend you all my life to do you service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Against all sense you do importune her:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should she kneel down in mercy of this fact," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her brother's ghost his paved bed would break," & @CRLF & _
                "	And take her hence in horror." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	Isabel," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold up your hands, say nothing; I'll speak all." & @CRLF & _
                "	They say, best men are moulded out of faults;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for the most, become much more the better" & @CRLF & _
                "	For being a little bad: so may my husband." & @CRLF & _
                "	O Isabel, will you not lend a knee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	He dies for Claudio's death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ISABELLA	Most bounteous sir," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kneeling]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, if it please you, on this man condemn'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if my brother lived: I partly think" & @CRLF & _
                "	A due sincerity govern'd his deeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till he did look on me: since it is so," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him not die. My brother had but justice," & @CRLF & _
                "	In that he did the thing for which he died:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Angelo," & @CRLF & _
                "	His act did not o'ertake his bad intent," & @CRLF & _
                "	And must be buried but as an intent" & @CRLF & _
                "	That perish'd by the way: thoughts are no subjects;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Intents but merely thoughts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIANA	Merely, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Your suit's unprofitable; stand up, I say." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have bethought me of another fault." & @CRLF & _
                "	Provost, how came it Claudio was beheaded" & @CRLF & _
                "	At an unusual hour?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	It was commanded so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Had you a special warrant for the deed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	No, my good lord; it was by private message." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	For which I do discharge you of your office:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give up your keys." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	                  Pardon me, noble lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I thought it was a fault, but knew it not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet did repent me, after more advice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For testimony whereof, one in the prison," & @CRLF & _
                "	That should by private order else have died," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have reserved alive." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	What's he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	His name is Barnardine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	I would thou hadst done so by Claudio." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go fetch him hither; let me look upon him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Provost]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	I am sorry, one so learned and so wise" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you, Lord Angelo, have still appear'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should slip so grossly, both in the heat of blood." & @CRLF & _
                "	And lack of temper'd judgment afterward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANGELO	I am sorry that such sorrow I procure:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so deep sticks it in my penitent heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I crave death more willingly than mercy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis my deserving, and I do entreat it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Provost, with BARNARDINE, CLAUDIO muffled," & @CRLF & _
                "	and JULIET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Which is that Barnardine?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	This, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	There was a friar told me of this man." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sirrah, thou art said to have a stubborn soul." & @CRLF & _
                "	That apprehends no further than this world," & @CRLF & _
                "	And squarest thy life according. Thou'rt condemn'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, for those earthly faults, I quit them all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pray thee take this mercy to provide" & @CRLF & _
                "	For better times to come. Friar, advise him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I leave him to your hand. What muffled fellow's that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Provost	This is another prisoner that I saved." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who should have died when Claudio lost his head;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As like almost to Claudio as himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Unmuffles CLAUDIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	[To ISABELLA]  If he be like your brother, for his sake" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is he pardon'd; and, for your lovely sake," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me your hand and say you will be mine." & @CRLF & _
                "	He is my brother too: but fitter time for that." & @CRLF & _
                "	By this Lord Angelo perceives he's safe;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks I see a quickening in his eye." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, Angelo, your evil quits you well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look that you love your wife; her worth worth yours." & @CRLF & _
                "	I find an apt remission in myself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet here's one in place I cannot pardon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To LUCIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You, sirrah, that knew me for a fool, a coward," & @CRLF & _
                "	One all of luxury, an ass, a madman;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein have I so deserved of you," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you extol me thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	'Faith, my lord. I spoke it but according to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	trick. If you will hang me for it, you may; but I" & @CRLF & _
                "	had rather it would please you I might be whipt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Whipt first, sir, and hanged after." & @CRLF & _
                "	Proclaim it, provost, round about the city." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is any woman wrong'd by this lewd fellow," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I have heard him swear himself there's one" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom he begot with child, let her appear," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he shall marry her: the nuptial finish'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him be whipt and hang'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	I beseech your highness, do not marry me to a whore." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your highness said even now, I made you a duke:" & @CRLF & _
                "	good my lord, do not recompense me in making me a cuckold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Upon mine honour, thou shalt marry her." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy slanders I forgive; and therewithal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Remit thy other forfeits. Take him to prison;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And see our pleasure herein executed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIO	Marrying a punk, my lord, is pressing to death," & @CRLF & _
                "	whipping, and hanging." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE VINCENTIO	Slandering a prince deserves it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Officers with LUCIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	She, Claudio, that you wrong'd, look you restore." & @CRLF & _
                "	Joy to you, Mariana! Love her, Angelo:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have confess'd her and I know her virtue." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thanks, good friend Escalus, for thy much goodness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's more behind that is more gratulate." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thanks, provost, for thy care and secrecy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We shill employ thee in a worthier place." & @CRLF & _
                "	Forgive him, Angelo, that brought you home" & @CRLF & _
                "	The head of Ragozine for Claudio's:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The offence pardons itself. Dear Isabel," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a motion much imports your good;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereto if you'll a willing ear incline," & @CRLF & _
                "	What's mine is yours and what is yours is mine." & @CRLF & _
                "	So, bring us to our palace; where we'll show" & @CRLF & _
                "	What's yet behind, that's meet you all should know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERCHANT OF VENICE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "The DUKE OF VENICE. (DUKE:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "The PRINCE OF		|" & @CRLF & _
                "MOROCCO	(MOROCCO:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|  suitors to Portia." & @CRLF & _
                "The PRINCE OF		|" & @CRLF & _
                "ARRAGON	(ARRAGON:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	a merchant of Venice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	his friend, suitor likewise to Portia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALANIO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  friends to Antonio and Bassanio." & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "SALERIO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	in love with Jessica." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	a rich Jew." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TUBAL	a Jew, his friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT GOBBO	the clown, servant to SHYLOCK. (LAUNCELOT:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLD GOBBO	father to Launcelot. (GOBBO:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONARDO	servant to BASSANIO." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  servants to PORTIA." & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	a rich heiress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	her waiting-maid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	daughter to SHYLOCK." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Magnificoes of Venice, Officers of the Court of Justice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gaoler, Servants to Portia, and other Attendants." & @CRLF & _
                "	(Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Clerk:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Partly at Venice, and partly at Belmont," & @CRLF & _
                "	the seat of PORTIA, on the Continent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERCHANT OF VENICE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Venice. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANTONIO, SALARINO, and SALANIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	In sooth, I know not why I am so sad:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It wearies me; you say it wearies you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But how I caught it, found it, or came by it," & @CRLF & _
                "	What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am to learn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And such a want-wit sadness makes of me," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have much ado to know myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	Your mind is tossing on the ocean;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There, where your argosies with portly sail," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like signiors and rich burghers on the flood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, as it were, the pageants of the sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do overpeer the petty traffickers," & @CRLF & _
                "	That curtsy to them, do them reverence," & @CRLF & _
                "	As they fly by them with their woven wings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALANIO	Believe me, sir, had I such venture forth," & @CRLF & _
                "	The better part of my affections would" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be with my hopes abroad. I should be still" & @CRLF & _
                "	Plucking the grass, to know where sits the wind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Peering in maps for ports and piers and roads;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And every object that might make me fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Misfortune to my ventures, out of doubt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would make me sad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	                  My wind cooling my broth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would blow me to an ague, when I thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	What harm a wind too great at sea might do." & @CRLF & _
                "	I should not see the sandy hour-glass run," & @CRLF & _
                "	But I should think of shallows and of flats," & @CRLF & _
                "	And see my wealthy Andrew dock'd in sand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Vailing her high-top lower than her ribs" & @CRLF & _
                "	To kiss her burial. Should I go to church" & @CRLF & _
                "	And see the holy edifice of stone," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not bethink me straight of dangerous rocks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which touching but my gentle vessel's side," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would scatter all her spices on the stream," & @CRLF & _
                "	Enrobe the roaring waters with my silks," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in a word, but even now worth this," & @CRLF & _
                "	And now worth nothing? Shall I have the thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	To think on this, and shall I lack the thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	That such a thing bechanced would make me sad?" & @CRLF & _
                "	But tell not me; I know, Antonio" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is sad to think upon his merchandise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Believe me, no: I thank my fortune for it," & @CRLF & _
                "	My ventures are not in one bottom trusted," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor to one place; nor is my whole estate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the fortune of this present year:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore my merchandise makes me not sad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	Why, then you are in love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Fie, fie!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	Not in love neither? Then let us say you are sad," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because you are not merry: and 'twere as easy" & @CRLF & _
                "	For you to laugh and leap and say you are merry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because you are not sad. Now, by two-headed Janus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some that will evermore peep through their eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	And laugh like parrots at a bag-piper," & @CRLF & _
                "	And other of such vinegar aspect" & @CRLF & _
                "	That they'll not show their teeth in way of smile," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though Nestor swear the jest be laughable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BASSANIO, LORENZO, and GRATIANO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALANIO	Here comes Bassanio, your most noble kinsman," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gratiano and Lorenzo. Fare ye well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We leave you now with better company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	I would have stay'd till I had made you merry," & @CRLF & _
                "	If worthier friends had not prevented me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Your worth is very dear in my regard." & @CRLF & _
                "	I take it, your own business calls on you" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you embrace the occasion to depart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	Good morrow, my good lords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Good signiors both, when shall we laugh? say, when?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You grow exceeding strange: must it be so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	We'll make our leisures to attend on yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Salarino and Salanio]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	My Lord Bassanio, since you have found Antonio," & @CRLF & _
                "	We two will leave you: but at dinner-time," & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you, have in mind where we must meet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	I will not fail you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	You look not well, Signior Antonio;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have too much respect upon the world:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They lose it that do buy it with much care:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Believe me, you are marvellously changed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A stage where every man must play a part," & @CRLF & _
                "	And mine a sad one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Let me play the fool:" & @CRLF & _
                "	With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let my liver rather heat with wine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than my heart cool with mortifying groans." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why should a man, whose blood is warm within," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sleep when he wakes and creep into the jaundice" & @CRLF & _
                "	By being peevish? I tell thee what, Antonio--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I love thee, and it is my love that speaks--" & @CRLF & _
                "	There are a sort of men whose visages" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do cream and mantle like a standing pond," & @CRLF & _
                "	And do a wilful stillness entertain," & @CRLF & _
                "	With purpose to be dress'd in an opinion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of wisdom, gravity, profound conceit," & @CRLF & _
                "	As who should say 'I am Sir Oracle," & @CRLF & _
                "	And when I ope my lips let no dog bark!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	O my Antonio, I do know of these" & @CRLF & _
                "	That therefore only are reputed wise" & @CRLF & _
                "	For saying nothing; when, I am very sure," & @CRLF & _
                "	If they should speak, would almost damn those ears," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, hearing them, would call their brothers fools." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll tell thee more of this another time:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But fish not, with this melancholy bait," & @CRLF & _
                "	For this fool gudgeon, this opinion." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, good Lorenzo. Fare ye well awhile:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll end my exhortation after dinner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	Well, we will leave you then till dinner-time:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must be one of these same dumb wise men," & @CRLF & _
                "	For Gratiano never lets me speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Well, keep me company but two years moe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt not know the sound of thine own tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Farewell: I'll grow a talker for this gear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Thanks, i' faith, for silence is only commendable" & @CRLF & _
                "	In a neat's tongue dried and a maid not vendible." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt GRATIANO and LORENZO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Is that any thing now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more" & @CRLF & _
                "	than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two" & @CRLF & _
                "	grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff: you" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you" & @CRLF & _
                "	have them, they are not worth the search." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Well, tell me now what lady is the same" & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom you swore a secret pilgrimage," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you to-day promised to tell me of?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	'Tis not unknown to you, Antonio," & @CRLF & _
                "	How much I have disabled mine estate," & @CRLF & _
                "	By something showing a more swelling port" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than my faint means would grant continuance:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor do I now make moan to be abridged" & @CRLF & _
                "	From such a noble rate; but my chief care" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is to come fairly off from the great debts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein my time something too prodigal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath left me gaged. To you, Antonio," & @CRLF & _
                "	I owe the most, in money and in love," & @CRLF & _
                "	And from your love I have a warranty" & @CRLF & _
                "	To unburden all my plots and purposes" & @CRLF & _
                "	How to get clear of all the debts I owe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	I pray you, good Bassanio, let me know it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if it stand, as you yourself still do," & @CRLF & _
                "	Within the eye of honour, be assured," & @CRLF & _
                "	My purse, my person, my extremest means," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lie all unlock'd to your occasions." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	In my school-days, when I had lost one shaft," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shot his fellow of the self-same flight" & @CRLF & _
                "	The self-same way with more advised watch," & @CRLF & _
                "	To find the other forth, and by adventuring both" & @CRLF & _
                "	I oft found both: I urge this childhood proof," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because what follows is pure innocence." & @CRLF & _
                "	I owe you much, and, like a wilful youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	That which I owe is lost; but if you please" & @CRLF & _
                "	To shoot another arrow that self way" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which you did shoot the first, I do not doubt," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I will watch the aim, or to find both" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or bring your latter hazard back again" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thankfully rest debtor for the first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	You know me well, and herein spend but time" & @CRLF & _
                "	To wind about my love with circumstance;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And out of doubt you do me now more wrong" & @CRLF & _
                "	In making question of my uttermost" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than if you had made waste of all I have:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then do but say to me what I should do" & @CRLF & _
                "	That in your knowledge may by me be done," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I am prest unto it: therefore, speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	In Belmont is a lady richly left;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And she is fair, and, fairer than that word," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of wondrous virtues: sometimes from her eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	I did receive fair speechless messages:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her name is Portia, nothing undervalued" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Cato's daughter, Brutus' Portia:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor is the wide world ignorant of her worth," & @CRLF & _
                "	For the four winds blow in from every coast" & @CRLF & _
                "	Renowned suitors, and her sunny locks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hang on her temples like a golden fleece;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which makes her seat of Belmont Colchos' strand," & @CRLF & _
                "	And many Jasons come in quest of her." & @CRLF & _
                "	O my Antonio, had I but the means" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hold a rival place with one of them," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a mind presages me such thrift," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I should questionless be fortunate!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Thou know'st that all my fortunes are at sea;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Neither have I money nor commodity" & @CRLF & _
                "	To raise a present sum: therefore go forth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Try what my credit can in Venice do:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That shall be rack'd, even to the uttermost," & @CRLF & _
                "	To furnish thee to Belmont, to fair Portia." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, presently inquire, and so will I," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where money is, and I no question make" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have it of my trust or for my sake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERCHANT OF VENICE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II: Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PORTIA and NERISSA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	By my troth, Nerissa, my little body is aweary of" & @CRLF & _
                "	this great world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	You would be, sweet madam, if your miseries were in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the same abundance as your good fortunes are: and" & @CRLF & _
                "	yet, for aught I see, they are as sick that surfeit" & @CRLF & _
                "	with too much as they that starve with nothing. It" & @CRLF & _
                "	is no mean happiness therefore, to be seated in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	mean: superfluity comes sooner by white hairs, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	competency lives longer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Good sentences and well pronounced." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	They would be better, if well followed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	If to do were as easy as to know what were good to" & @CRLF & _
                "	do, chapels had been churches and poor men's" & @CRLF & _
                "	cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that" & @CRLF & _
                "	follows his own instructions: I can easier teach" & @CRLF & _
                "	twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	twenty to follow mine own teaching. The brain may" & @CRLF & _
                "	devise laws for the blood, but a hot temper leaps" & @CRLF & _
                "	o'er a cold decree: such a hare is madness the" & @CRLF & _
                "	youth, to skip o'er the meshes of good counsel the" & @CRLF & _
                "	cripple. But this reasoning is not in the fashion to" & @CRLF & _
                "	choose me a husband. O me, the word 'choose!' I may" & @CRLF & _
                "	neither choose whom I would nor refuse whom I" & @CRLF & _
                "	dislike; so is the will of a living daughter curbed" & @CRLF & _
                "	by the will of a dead father. Is it not hard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nerissa, that I cannot choose one nor refuse none?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	Your father was ever virtuous; and holy men at their" & @CRLF & _
                "	death have good inspirations: therefore the lottery," & @CRLF & _
                "	that he hath devised in these three chests of gold," & @CRLF & _
                "	silver and lead, whereof who chooses his meaning" & @CRLF & _
                "	chooses you, will, no doubt, never be chosen by any" & @CRLF & _
                "	rightly but one who shall rightly love. But what" & @CRLF & _
                "	warmth is there in your affection towards any of" & @CRLF & _
                "	these princely suitors that are already come?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	I pray thee, over-name them; and as thou namest" & @CRLF & _
                "	them, I will describe them; and, according to my" & @CRLF & _
                "	description, level at my affection." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	First, there is the Neapolitan prince." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Ay, that's a colt indeed, for he doth nothing but" & @CRLF & _
                "	talk of his horse; and he makes it a great" & @CRLF & _
                "	appropriation to his own good parts, that he can" & @CRLF & _
                "	shoe him himself. I am much afeard my lady his" & @CRLF & _
                "	mother played false with a smith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	Then there is the County Palatine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	He doth nothing but frown, as who should say 'If you" & @CRLF & _
                "	will not have me, choose:' he hears merry tales and" & @CRLF & _
                "	smiles not: I fear he will prove the weeping" & @CRLF & _
                "	philosopher when he grows old, being so full of" & @CRLF & _
                "	unmannerly sadness in his youth. I had rather be" & @CRLF & _
                "	married to a death's-head with a bone in his mouth" & @CRLF & _
                "	than to either of these. God defend me from these" & @CRLF & _
                "	two!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	How say you by the French lord, Monsieur Le Bon?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	God made him, and therefore let him pass for a man." & @CRLF & _
                "	In truth, I know it is a sin to be a mocker: but," & @CRLF & _
                "	he! why, he hath a horse better than the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Neapolitan's, a better bad habit of frowning than" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Count Palatine; he is every man in no man; if a" & @CRLF & _
                "	throstle sing, he falls straight a capering: he will" & @CRLF & _
                "	fence with his own shadow: if I should marry him, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	should marry twenty husbands. If he would despise me" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would forgive him, for if he love me to madness, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall never requite him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	What say you, then, to Falconbridge, the young baron" & @CRLF & _
                "	of England?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	You know I say nothing to him, for he understands" & @CRLF & _
                "	not me, nor I him: he hath neither Latin, French," & @CRLF & _
                "	nor Italian, and you will come into the court and" & @CRLF & _
                "	swear that I have a poor pennyworth in the English." & @CRLF & _
                "	He is a proper man's picture, but, alas, who can" & @CRLF & _
                "	converse with a dumb-show? How oddly he is suited!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I think he bought his doublet in Italy, his round" & @CRLF & _
                "	hose in France, his bonnet in Germany and his" & @CRLF & _
                "	behavior every where." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	What think you of the Scottish lord, his neighbour?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	That he hath a neighbourly charity in him, for he" & @CRLF & _
                "	borrowed a box of the ear of the Englishman and" & @CRLF & _
                "	swore he would pay him again when he was able: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	think the Frenchman became his surety and sealed" & @CRLF & _
                "	under for another." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	How like you the young German, the Duke of Saxony's nephew?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Very vilely in the morning, when he is sober, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	most vilely in the afternoon, when he is drunk: when" & @CRLF & _
                "	he is best, he is a little worse than a man, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	when he is worst, he is little better than a beast:" & @CRLF & _
                "	and the worst fall that ever fell, I hope I shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	make shift to go without him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	If he should offer to choose, and choose the right" & @CRLF & _
                "	casket, you should refuse to perform your father's" & @CRLF & _
                "	will, if you should refuse to accept him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Therefore, for fear of the worst, I pray thee, set a" & @CRLF & _
                "	deep glass of rhenish wine on the contrary casket," & @CRLF & _
                "	for if the devil be within and that temptation" & @CRLF & _
                "	without, I know he will choose it. I will do any" & @CRLF & _
                "	thing, Nerissa, ere I'll be married to a sponge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	You need not fear, lady, the having any of these" & @CRLF & _
                "	lords: they have acquainted me with their" & @CRLF & _
                "	determinations; which is, indeed, to return to their" & @CRLF & _
                "	home and to trouble you with no more suit, unless" & @CRLF & _
                "	you may be won by some other sort than your father's" & @CRLF & _
                "	imposition depending on the caskets." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	If I live to be as old as Sibylla, I will die as" & @CRLF & _
                "	chaste as Diana, unless I be obtained by the manner" & @CRLF & _
                "	of my father's will. I am glad this parcel of wooers" & @CRLF & _
                "	are so reasonable, for there is not one among them" & @CRLF & _
                "	but I dote on his very absence, and I pray God grant" & @CRLF & _
                "	them a fair departure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	Do you not remember, lady, in your father's time, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	Venetian, a scholar and a soldier, that came hither" & @CRLF & _
                "	in company of the Marquis of Montferrat?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Yes, yes, it was Bassanio; as I think, he was so called." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	True, madam: he, of all the men that ever my foolish" & @CRLF & _
                "	eyes looked upon, was the best deserving a fair lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	I remember him well, and I remember him worthy of" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy praise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Serving-man]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now! what news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	The four strangers seek for you, madam, to take" & @CRLF & _
                "	their leave: and there is a forerunner come from a" & @CRLF & _
                "	fifth, the Prince of Morocco, who brings word the" & @CRLF & _
                "	prince his master will be here to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	If I could bid the fifth welcome with so good a" & @CRLF & _
                "	heart as I can bid the other four farewell, I should" & @CRLF & _
                "	be glad of his approach: if he have the condition" & @CRLF & _
                "	of a saint and the complexion of a devil, I had" & @CRLF & _
                "	rather he should shrive me than wive me. Come," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nerissa. Sirrah, go before." & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles we shut the gates" & @CRLF & _
                "	upon one wooer, another knocks at the door." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERCHANT OF VENICE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Venice. A public place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BASSANIO and SHYLOCK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Three thousand ducats; well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Ay, sir, for three months." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	For three months; well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	For the which, as I told you, Antonio shall be bound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Antonio shall become bound; well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	May you stead me? will you pleasure me? shall I" & @CRLF & _
                "	know your answer?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Three thousand ducats for three months and Antonio bound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Your answer to that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Antonio is a good man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Have you heard any imputation to the contrary?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Oh, no, no, no, no: my meaning in saying he is a" & @CRLF & _
                "	good man is to have you understand me that he is" & @CRLF & _
                "	sufficient. Yet his means are in supposition: he" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath an argosy bound to Tripolis, another to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Indies; I understand moreover, upon the Rialto, he" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath a third at Mexico, a fourth for England, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	other ventures he hath, squandered abroad. But ships" & @CRLF & _
                "	are but boards, sailors but men: there be land-rats" & @CRLF & _
                "	and water-rats, water-thieves and land-thieves, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	mean pirates, and then there is the peril of waters," & @CRLF & _
                "	winds and rocks. The man is, notwithstanding," & @CRLF & _
                "	sufficient. Three thousand ducats; I think I may" & @CRLF & _
                "	take his bond." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Be assured you may." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	I will be assured I may; and, that I may be assured," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will bethink me. May I speak with Antonio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	If it please you to dine with us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Yes, to smell pork; to eat of the habitation which" & @CRLF & _
                "	your prophet the Nazarite conjured the devil into. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you," & @CRLF & _
                "	walk with you, and so following, but I will not eat" & @CRLF & _
                "	with you, drink with you, nor pray with you. What" & @CRLF & _
                "	news on the Rialto? Who is he comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANTONIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	This is Signior Antonio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	[Aside]  How like a fawning publican he looks!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hate him for he is a Christian," & @CRLF & _
                "	But more for that in low simplicity" & @CRLF & _
                "	He lends out money gratis and brings down" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rate of usance here with us in Venice." & @CRLF & _
                "	If I can catch him once upon the hip," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him." & @CRLF & _
                "	He hates our sacred nation, and he rails," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even there where merchants most do congregate," & @CRLF & _
                "	On me, my bargains and my well-won thrift," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he calls interest. Cursed be my tribe," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I forgive him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	                  Shylock, do you hear?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	I am debating of my present store," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, by the near guess of my memory," & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot instantly raise up the gross" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of full three thousand ducats. What of that?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tubal, a wealthy Hebrew of my tribe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will furnish me. But soft! how many months" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you desire?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To ANTONIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rest you fair, good signior;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your worship was the last man in our mouths." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Shylock, although I neither lend nor borrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	By taking nor by giving of excess," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, to supply the ripe wants of my friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll break a custom. Is he yet possess'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	How much ye would?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	                  Ay, ay, three thousand ducats." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	And for three months." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	I had forgot; three months; you told me so." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well then, your bond; and let me see; but hear you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methought you said you neither lend nor borrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon advantage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	                  I do never use it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	When Jacob grazed his uncle Laban's sheep--" & @CRLF & _
                "	This Jacob from our holy Abram was," & @CRLF & _
                "	As his wise mother wrought in his behalf," & @CRLF & _
                "	The third possessor; ay, he was the third--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	And what of him? did he take interest?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	No, not take interest, not, as you would say," & @CRLF & _
                "	Directly interest: mark what Jacob did." & @CRLF & _
                "	When Laban and himself were compromised" & @CRLF & _
                "	That all the eanlings which were streak'd and pied" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should fall as Jacob's hire, the ewes, being rank," & @CRLF & _
                "	In the end of autumn turned to the rams," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, when the work of generation was" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between these woolly breeders in the act," & @CRLF & _
                "	The skilful shepherd peel'd me certain wands," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in the doing of the deed of kind," & @CRLF & _
                "	He stuck them up before the fulsome ewes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who then conceiving did in eaning time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fall parti-colour'd lambs, and those were Jacob's." & @CRLF & _
                "	This was a way to thrive, and he was blest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thrift is blessing, if men steal it not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	This was a venture, sir, that Jacob served for;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thing not in his power to bring to pass," & @CRLF & _
                "	But sway'd and fashion'd by the hand of heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "	Was this inserted to make interest good?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or is your gold and silver ewes and rams?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	I cannot tell; I make it breed as fast:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But note me, signior." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Mark you this, Bassanio," & @CRLF & _
                "	The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose." & @CRLF & _
                "	An evil soul producing holy witness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is like a villain with a smiling cheek," & @CRLF & _
                "	A goodly apple rotten at the heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Three thousand ducats; 'tis a good round sum." & @CRLF & _
                "	Three months from twelve; then, let me see; the rate--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Well, Shylock, shall we be beholding to you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Signior Antonio, many a time and oft" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the Rialto you have rated me" & @CRLF & _
                "	About my moneys and my usances:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Still have I borne it with a patient shrug," & @CRLF & _
                "	For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe." & @CRLF & _
                "	You call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog," & @CRLF & _
                "	And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all for use of that which is mine own." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well then, it now appears you need my help:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go to, then; you come to me, and you say" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Shylock, we would have moneys:' you say so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You, that did void your rheum upon my beard" & @CRLF & _
                "	And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur" & @CRLF & _
                "	Over your threshold: moneys is your suit" & @CRLF & _
                "	What should I say to you? Should I not say" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Hath a dog money? is it possible" & @CRLF & _
                "	A cur can lend three thousand ducats?' Or" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I bend low and in a bondman's key," & @CRLF & _
                "	With bated breath and whispering humbleness, Say this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Fair sir, you spit on me on Wednesday last;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You spurn'd me such a day; another time" & @CRLF & _
                "	You call'd me dog; and for these courtesies" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll lend you thus much moneys'?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	I am as like to call thee so again," & @CRLF & _
                "	To spit on thee again, to spurn thee too." & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou wilt lend this money, lend it not" & @CRLF & _
                "	As to thy friends; for when did friendship take" & @CRLF & _
                "	A breed for barren metal of his friend?" & @CRLF & _
                "	But lend it rather to thine enemy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, if he break, thou mayst with better face" & @CRLF & _
                "	Exact the penalty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	                  Why, look you, how you storm!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would be friends with you and have your love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forget the shames that you have stain'd me with," & @CRLF & _
                "	Supply your present wants and take no doit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of usance for my moneys, and you'll not hear me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is kind I offer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	This were kindness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	This kindness will I show." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go with me to a notary, seal me there" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your single bond; and, in a merry sport," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you repay me not on such a day," & @CRLF & _
                "	In such a place, such sum or sums as are" & @CRLF & _
                "	Express'd in the condition, let the forfeit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be nominated for an equal pound" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of your fair flesh, to be cut off and taken" & @CRLF & _
                "	In what part of your body pleaseth me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Content, i' faith: I'll seal to such a bond" & @CRLF & _
                "	And say there is much kindness in the Jew." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	You shall not seal to such a bond for me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll rather dwell in my necessity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Why, fear not, man; I will not forfeit it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within these two months, that's a month before" & @CRLF & _
                "	This bond expires, I do expect return" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thrice three times the value of this bond." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	O father Abram, what these Christians are," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose own hard dealings teaches them suspect" & @CRLF & _
                "	The thoughts of others! Pray you, tell me this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If he should break his day, what should I gain" & @CRLF & _
                "	By the exaction of the forfeiture?" & @CRLF & _
                "	A pound of man's flesh taken from a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not so estimable, profitable neither," & @CRLF & _
                "	As flesh of muttons, beefs, or goats. I say," & @CRLF & _
                "	To buy his favour, I extend this friendship:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If he will take it, so; if not, adieu;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for my love, I pray you wrong me not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Yes Shylock, I will seal unto this bond." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Then meet me forthwith at the notary's;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give him direction for this merry bond," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will go and purse the ducats straight," & @CRLF & _
                "	See to my house, left in the fearful guard" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of an unthrifty knave, and presently" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will be with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Hie thee, gentle Jew." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Shylock]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Hebrew will turn Christian: he grows kind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	I like not fair terms and a villain's mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Come on: in this there can be no dismay;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My ships come home a month before the day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERCHANT OF VENICE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish of cornets. Enter the PRINCE OF MOROCCO" & @CRLF & _
                "	and his train; PORTIA, NERISSA, and others" & @CRLF & _
                "	attending]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOROCCO	Mislike me not for my complexion," & @CRLF & _
                "	The shadow'd livery of the burnish'd sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom I am a neighbour and near bred." & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring me the fairest creature northward born," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where Phoebus' fire scarce thaws the icicles," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let us make incision for your love," & @CRLF & _
                "	To prove whose blood is reddest, his or mine." & @CRLF & _
                "	I tell thee, lady, this aspect of mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath fear'd the valiant: by my love I swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	The best-regarded virgins of our clime" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have loved it too: I would not change this hue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Except to steal your thoughts, my gentle queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	In terms of choice I am not solely led" & @CRLF & _
                "	By nice direction of a maiden's eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, the lottery of my destiny" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bars me the right of voluntary choosing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if my father had not scanted me" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hedged me by his wit, to yield myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	His wife who wins me by that means I told you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yourself, renowned prince, then stood as fair" & @CRLF & _
                "	As any comer I have look'd on yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	For my affection." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOROCCO	                  Even for that I thank you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, I pray you, lead me to the caskets" & @CRLF & _
                "	To try my fortune. By this scimitar" & @CRLF & _
                "	That slew the Sophy and a Persian prince" & @CRLF & _
                "	That won three fields of Sultan Solyman," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would outstare the sternest eyes that look," & @CRLF & _
                "	Outbrave the heart most daring on the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pluck the young sucking cubs from the she-bear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, mock the lion when he roars for prey," & @CRLF & _
                "	To win thee, lady. But, alas the while!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If Hercules and Lichas play at dice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is the better man, the greater throw" & @CRLF & _
                "	May turn by fortune from the weaker hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So is Alcides beaten by his page;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so may I, blind fortune leading me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Miss that which one unworthier may attain," & @CRLF & _
                "	And die with grieving." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	You must take your chance," & @CRLF & _
                "	And either not attempt to choose at all" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or swear before you choose, if you choose wrong" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never to speak to lady afterward" & @CRLF & _
                "	In way of marriage: therefore be advised." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOROCCO	Nor will not. Come, bring me unto my chance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	First, forward to the temple: after dinner" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your hazard shall be made." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOROCCO	Good fortune then!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make me blest or cursed'st among men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Cornets, and exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERCHANT OF VENICE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Venice. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LAUNCELOT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Certainly my conscience will serve me to run from" & @CRLF & _
                "	this Jew my master. The fiend is at mine elbow and" & @CRLF & _
                "	tempts me saying to me 'Gobbo, Launcelot Gobbo, good" & @CRLF & _
                "	Launcelot,' or 'good Gobbo,' or good Launcelot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gobbo, use your legs, take the start, run away. My" & @CRLF & _
                "	conscience says 'No; take heed,' honest Launcelot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	take heed, honest Gobbo, or, as aforesaid, 'honest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Launcelot Gobbo; do not run; scorn running with thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	heels.' Well, the most courageous fiend bids me" & @CRLF & _
                "	pack: 'Via!' says the fiend; 'away!' says the" & @CRLF & _
                "	fiend; 'for the heavens, rouse up a brave mind,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	says the fiend, 'and run.' Well, my conscience," & @CRLF & _
                "	hanging about the neck of my heart, says very wisely" & @CRLF & _
                "	to me 'My honest friend Launcelot, being an honest" & @CRLF & _
                "	man's son,' or rather an honest woman's son; for," & @CRLF & _
                "	indeed, my father did something smack, something" & @CRLF & _
                "	grow to, he had a kind of taste; well, my conscience" & @CRLF & _
                "	says 'Launcelot, budge not.' 'Budge,' says the" & @CRLF & _
                "	fiend. 'Budge not,' says my conscience." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Conscience,' say I, 'you counsel well;' ' Fiend,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	say I, 'you counsel well:' to be ruled by my" & @CRLF & _
                "	conscience, I should stay with the Jew my master," & @CRLF & _
                "	who, God bless the mark, is a kind of devil; and, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	run away from the Jew, I should be ruled by the" & @CRLF & _
                "	fiend, who, saving your reverence, is the devil" & @CRLF & _
                "	himself. Certainly the Jew is the very devil" & @CRLF & _
                "	incarnal; and, in my conscience, my conscience is" & @CRLF & _
                "	but a kind of hard conscience, to offer to counsel" & @CRLF & _
                "	me to stay with the Jew. The fiend gives the more" & @CRLF & _
                "	friendly counsel: I will run, fiend; my heels are" & @CRLF & _
                "	at your command; I will run." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Old GOBBO, with a basket]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOBBO	Master young man, you, I pray you, which is the way" & @CRLF & _
                "	to master Jew's?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	[Aside]  O heavens, this is my true-begotten father!" & @CRLF & _
                "	who, being more than sand-blind, high-gravel blind," & @CRLF & _
                "	knows me not: I will try confusions with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOBBO	Master young gentleman, I pray you, which is the way" & @CRLF & _
                "	to master Jew's?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Turn up on your right hand at the next turning, but," & @CRLF & _
                "	at the next turning of all, on your left; marry, at" & @CRLF & _
                "	the very next turning, turn of no hand, but turn" & @CRLF & _
                "	down indirectly to the Jew's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOBBO	By God's sonties, 'twill be a hard way to hit. Can" & @CRLF & _
                "	you tell me whether one Launcelot," & @CRLF & _
                "	that dwells with him, dwell with him or no?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Talk you of young Master Launcelot?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark me now; now will I raise the waters. Talk you" & @CRLF & _
                "	of young Master Launcelot?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOBBO	No master, sir, but a poor man's son: his father," & @CRLF & _
                "	though I say it, is an honest exceeding poor man" & @CRLF & _
                "	and, God be thanked, well to live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Well, let his father be what a' will, we talk of" & @CRLF & _
                "	young Master Launcelot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOBBO	Your worship's friend and Launcelot, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	But I pray you, ergo, old man, ergo, I beseech you," & @CRLF & _
                "	talk you of young Master Launcelot?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOBBO	Of Launcelot, an't please your mastership." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Ergo, Master Launcelot. Talk not of Master" & @CRLF & _
                "	Launcelot, father; for the young gentleman," & @CRLF & _
                "	according to Fates and Destinies and such odd" & @CRLF & _
                "	sayings, the Sisters Three and such branches of" & @CRLF & _
                "	learning, is indeed deceased, or, as you would say" & @CRLF & _
                "	in plain terms, gone to heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOBBO	Marry, God forbid! the boy was the very staff of my" & @CRLF & _
                "	age, my very prop." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Do I look like a cudgel or a hovel-post, a staff or" & @CRLF & _
                "	a prop? Do you know me, father?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOBBO	Alack the day, I know you not, young gentleman:" & @CRLF & _
                "	but, I pray you, tell me, is my boy, God rest his" & @CRLF & _
                "	soul, alive or dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Do you not know me, father?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOBBO	Alack, sir, I am sand-blind; I know you not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Nay, indeed, if you had your eyes, you might fail of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the knowing me: it is a wise father that knows his" & @CRLF & _
                "	own child. Well, old man, I will tell you news of" & @CRLF & _
                "	your son: give me your blessing: truth will come" & @CRLF & _
                "	to light; murder cannot be hid long; a man's son" & @CRLF & _
                "	may, but at the length truth will out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOBBO	Pray you, sir, stand up: I am sure you are not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Launcelot, my boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Pray you, let's have no more fooling about it, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	give me your blessing: I am Launcelot, your boy" & @CRLF & _
                "	that was, your son that is, your child that shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOBBO	I cannot think you are my son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	I know not what I shall think of that: but I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	Launcelot, the Jew's man, and I am sure Margery your" & @CRLF & _
                "	wife is my mother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOBBO	Her name is Margery, indeed: I'll be sworn, if thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	be Launcelot, thou art mine own flesh and blood." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord worshipped might he be! what a beard hast thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	got! thou hast got more hair on thy chin than" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dobbin my fill-horse has on his tail." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	It should seem, then, that Dobbin's tail grows" & @CRLF & _
                "	backward: I am sure he had more hair of his tail" & @CRLF & _
                "	than I have of my face when I last saw him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOBBO	Lord, how art thou changed! How dost thou and thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	master agree? I have brought him a present. How" & @CRLF & _
                "	'gree you now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Well, well: but, for mine own part, as I have set" & @CRLF & _
                "	up my rest to run away, so I will not rest till I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have run some ground. My master's a very Jew: give" & @CRLF & _
                "	him a present! give him a halter: I am famished in" & @CRLF & _
                "	his service; you may tell every finger I have with" & @CRLF & _
                "	my ribs. Father, I am glad you are come: give me" & @CRLF & _
                "	your present to one Master Bassanio, who, indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "	gives rare new liveries: if I serve not him, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will run as far as God has any ground. O rare" & @CRLF & _
                "	fortune! here comes the man: to him, father; for I" & @CRLF & _
                "	am a Jew, if I serve the Jew any longer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BASSANIO, with LEONARDO and other followers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	You may do so; but let it be so hasted that supper" & @CRLF & _
                "	be ready at the farthest by five of the clock. See" & @CRLF & _
                "	these letters delivered; put the liveries to making," & @CRLF & _
                "	and desire Gratiano to come anon to my lodging." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	To him, father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOBBO	God bless your worship!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Gramercy! wouldst thou aught with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOBBO	Here's my son, sir, a poor boy,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Not a poor boy, sir, but the rich Jew's man; that" & @CRLF & _
                "	would, sir, as my father shall specify--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOBBO	He hath a great infection, sir, as one would say, to serve--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Indeed, the short and the long is, I serve the Jew," & @CRLF & _
                "	and have a desire, as my father shall specify--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOBBO	His master and he, saving your worship's reverence," & @CRLF & _
                "	are scarce cater-cousins--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	To be brief, the very truth is that the Jew, having" & @CRLF & _
                "	done me wrong, doth cause me, as my father, being, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	hope, an old man, shall frutify unto you--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOBBO	I have here a dish of doves that I would bestow upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	your worship, and my suit is--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	In very brief, the suit is impertinent to myself, as" & @CRLF & _
                "	your worship shall know by this honest old man; and," & @CRLF & _
                "	though I say it, though old man, yet poor man, my father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	One speak for both. What would you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Serve you, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOBBO	That is the very defect of the matter, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	I know thee well; thou hast obtain'd thy suit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shylock thy master spoke with me this day," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hath preferr'd thee, if it be preferment" & @CRLF & _
                "	To leave a rich Jew's service, to become" & @CRLF & _
                "	The follower of so poor a gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	The old proverb is very well parted between my" & @CRLF & _
                "	master Shylock and you, sir: you have the grace of" & @CRLF & _
                "	God, sir, and he hath enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Thou speak'st it well. Go, father, with thy son." & @CRLF & _
                "	Take leave of thy old master and inquire" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lodging out. Give him a livery" & @CRLF & _
                "	More guarded than his fellows': see it done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Father, in. I cannot get a service, no; I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	ne'er a tongue in my head. Well, if any man in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Italy have a fairer table which doth offer to swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	upon a book, I shall have good fortune. Go to," & @CRLF & _
                "	here's a simple line of life: here's a small trifle" & @CRLF & _
                "	of wives: alas, fifteen wives is nothing! eleven" & @CRLF & _
                "	widows and nine maids is a simple coming-in for one" & @CRLF & _
                "	man: and then to 'scape drowning thrice, and to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	in peril of my life with the edge of a feather-bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	here are simple scapes. Well, if Fortune be a" & @CRLF & _
                "	woman, she's a good wench for this gear. Father," & @CRLF & _
                "	come; I'll take my leave of the Jew in the twinkling of an eye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Launcelot and Old Gobbo]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	I pray thee, good Leonardo, think on this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	These things being bought and orderly bestow'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Return in haste, for I do feast to-night" & @CRLF & _
                "	My best-esteem'd acquaintance: hie thee, go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONARDO	My best endeavours shall be done herein." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GRATIANO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Where is your master?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONARDO	Yonder, sir, he walks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Signior Bassanio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Gratiano!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	I have a suit to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	You have obtain'd it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	You must not deny me: I must go with you to Belmont." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Why then you must. But hear thee, Gratiano;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art too wild, too rude and bold of voice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Parts that become thee happily enough" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in such eyes as ours appear not faults;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But where thou art not known, why, there they show" & @CRLF & _
                "	Something too liberal. Pray thee, take pain" & @CRLF & _
                "	To allay with some cold drops of modesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy skipping spirit, lest through thy wild behavior" & @CRLF & _
                "	I be misconstrued in the place I go to," & @CRLF & _
                "	And lose my hopes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	                  Signior Bassanio, hear me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I do not put on a sober habit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Talk with respect and swear but now and then," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wear prayer-books in my pocket, look demurely," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay more, while grace is saying, hood mine eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus with my hat, and sigh and say 'amen,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Use all the observance of civility," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like one well studied in a sad ostent" & @CRLF & _
                "	To please his grandam, never trust me more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Well, we shall see your bearing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Nay, but I bar to-night: you shall not gauge me" & @CRLF & _
                "	By what we do to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	No, that were pity:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would entreat you rather to put on" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your boldest suit of mirth, for we have friends" & @CRLF & _
                "	That purpose merriment. But fare you well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have some business." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	And I must to Lorenzo and the rest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But we will visit you at supper-time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERCHANT OF VENICE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The same. A room in SHYLOCK'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JESSICA and LAUNCELOT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	I am sorry thou wilt leave my father so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our house is hell, and thou, a merry devil," & @CRLF & _
                "	Didst rob it of some taste of tediousness." & @CRLF & _
                "	But fare thee well, there is a ducat for thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, Launcelot, soon at supper shalt thou see" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lorenzo, who is thy new master's guest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give him this letter; do it secretly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so farewell: I would not have my father" & @CRLF & _
                "	See me in talk with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Adieu! tears exhibit my tongue. Most beautiful" & @CRLF & _
                "	pagan, most sweet Jew! if a Christian did not play" & @CRLF & _
                "	the knave and get thee, I am much deceived. But," & @CRLF & _
                "	adieu: these foolish drops do something drown my" & @CRLF & _
                "	manly spirit: adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	Farewell, good Launcelot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Launcelot]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alack, what heinous sin is it in me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be ashamed to be my father's child!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But though I am a daughter to his blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not to his manners. O Lorenzo," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou keep promise, I shall end this strife," & @CRLF & _
                "	Become a Christian and thy loving wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERCHANT OF VENICE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	The same. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GRATIANO, LORENZO, SALARINO, and SALANIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	Nay, we will slink away in supper-time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Disguise us at my lodging and return," & @CRLF & _
                "	All in an hour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	We have not made good preparation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	We have not spoke us yet of torchbearers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALANIO	'Tis vile, unless it may be quaintly order'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And better in my mind not undertook." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	'Tis now but four o'clock: we have two hours" & @CRLF & _
                "	To furnish us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LAUNCELOT, with a letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Friend Launcelot, what's the news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	An it shall please you to break up" & @CRLF & _
                "	this, it shall seem to signify." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	I know the hand: in faith, 'tis a fair hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And whiter than the paper it writ on" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is the fair hand that writ." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Love-news, in faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	By your leave, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	Whither goest thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Marry, sir, to bid my old master the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Jew to sup to-night with my new master the Christian." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	Hold here, take this: tell gentle Jessica" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not fail her; speak it privately." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Launcelot]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you prepare you for this masque tonight?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am provided of a torch-bearer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALANIO	Ay, marry, I'll be gone about it straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALANIO	And so will I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	                  Meet me and Gratiano" & @CRLF & _
                "	At Gratiano's lodging some hour hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	'Tis good we do so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt SALARINO and SALANIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Was not that letter from fair Jessica?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	I must needs tell thee all. She hath directed" & @CRLF & _
                "	How I shall take her from her father's house," & @CRLF & _
                "	What gold and jewels she is furnish'd with," & @CRLF & _
                "	What page's suit she hath in readiness." & @CRLF & _
                "	If e'er the Jew her father come to heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	It will be for his gentle daughter's sake:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And never dare misfortune cross her foot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless she do it under this excuse," & @CRLF & _
                "	That she is issue to a faithless Jew." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, go with me; peruse this as thou goest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fair Jessica shall be my torch-bearer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERCHANT OF VENICE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	The same. Before SHYLOCK'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SHYLOCK and LAUNCELOT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Well, thou shalt see, thy eyes shall be thy judge," & @CRLF & _
                "	The difference of old Shylock and Bassanio:--" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, Jessica!--thou shalt not gormandise," & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou hast done with me:--What, Jessica!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sleep and snore, and rend apparel out;--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, Jessica, I say!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Why, Jessica!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Who bids thee call? I do not bid thee call." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Your worship was wont to tell me that" & @CRLF & _
                "	I could do nothing without bidding." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Jessica]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	Call you? what is your will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	I am bid forth to supper, Jessica:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There are my keys. But wherefore should I go?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not bid for love; they flatter me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet I'll go in hate, to feed upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	The prodigal Christian. Jessica, my girl," & @CRLF & _
                "	Look to my house. I am right loath to go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is some ill a-brewing towards my rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I did dream of money-bags to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	I beseech you, sir, go: my young master doth expect" & @CRLF & _
                "	your reproach." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	So do I his." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	An they have conspired together, I will not say you" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall see a masque; but if you do, then it was not" & @CRLF & _
                "	for nothing that my nose fell a-bleeding on" & @CRLF & _
                "	Black-Monday last at six o'clock i' the morning," & @CRLF & _
                "	falling out that year on Ash-Wednesday was four" & @CRLF & _
                "	year, in the afternoon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	What, are there masques? Hear you me, Jessica:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lock up my doors; and when you hear the drum" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the vile squealing of the wry-neck'd fife," & @CRLF & _
                "	Clamber not you up to the casements then," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor thrust your head into the public street" & @CRLF & _
                "	To gaze on Christian fools with varnish'd faces," & @CRLF & _
                "	But stop my house's ears, I mean my casements:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let not the sound of shallow foppery enter" & @CRLF & _
                "	My sober house. By Jacob's staff, I swear," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have no mind of feasting forth to-night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will go. Go you before me, sirrah;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say I will come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	I will go before, sir. Mistress, look out at" & @CRLF & _
                "	window, for all this, There will come a Christian" & @CRLF & _
                "	boy, will be worth a Jewess' eye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	What says that fool of Hagar's offspring, ha?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	His words were 'Farewell mistress;' nothing else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	The patch is kind enough, but a huge feeder;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Snail-slow in profit, and he sleeps by day" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than the wild-cat: drones hive not with me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore I part with him, and part with him" & @CRLF & _
                "	To one that would have him help to waste" & @CRLF & _
                "	His borrow'd purse. Well, Jessica, go in;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perhaps I will return immediately:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do as I bid you; shut doors after you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fast bind, fast find;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A proverb never stale in thrifty mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	Farewell; and if my fortune be not crost," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a father, you a daughter, lost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERCHANT OF VENICE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GRATIANO and SALARINO, masqued]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	This is the pent-house under which Lorenzo" & @CRLF & _
                "	Desired us to make stand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	His hour is almost past." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	And it is marvel he out-dwells his hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	For lovers ever run before the clock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	O, ten times faster Venus' pigeons fly" & @CRLF & _
                "	To seal love's bonds new-made, than they are wont" & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep obliged faith unforfeited!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	That ever holds: who riseth from a feast" & @CRLF & _
                "	With that keen appetite that he sits down?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is the horse that doth untread again" & @CRLF & _
                "	His tedious measures with the unbated fire" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he did pace them first? All things that are," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are with more spirit chased than enjoy'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	How like a younker or a prodigal" & @CRLF & _
                "	The scarfed bark puts from her native bay," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hugg'd and embraced by the strumpet wind!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How like the prodigal doth she return," & @CRLF & _
                "	With over-weather'd ribs and ragged sails," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lean, rent and beggar'd by the strumpet wind!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	Here comes Lorenzo: more of this hereafter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LORENZO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	Sweet friends, your patience for my long abode;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not I, but my affairs, have made you wait:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When you shall please to play the thieves for wives," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll watch as long for you then. Approach;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here dwells my father Jew. Ho! who's within?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JESSICA, above, in boy's clothes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	Who are you? Tell me, for more certainty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Albeit I'll swear that I do know your tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	Lorenzo, and thy love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	Lorenzo, certain, and my love indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "	For who love I so much? And now who knows" & @CRLF & _
                "	But you, Lorenzo, whether I am yours?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	Heaven and thy thoughts are witness that thou art." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	Here, catch this casket; it is worth the pains." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am glad 'tis night, you do not look on me," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am much ashamed of my exchange:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But love is blind and lovers cannot see" & @CRLF & _
                "	The pretty follies that themselves commit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For if they could, Cupid himself would blush" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see me thus transformed to a boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	Descend, for you must be my torchbearer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	What, must I hold a candle to my shames?" & @CRLF & _
                "	They in themselves, good-sooth, are too too light." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, 'tis an office of discovery, love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I should be obscured." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	So are you, sweet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in the lovely garnish of a boy." & @CRLF & _
                "	But come at once;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the close night doth play the runaway," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we are stay'd for at Bassanio's feast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	I will make fast the doors, and gild myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	With some more ducats, and be with you straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit above]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Now, by my hood, a Gentile and no Jew." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	Beshrew me but I love her heartily;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For she is wise, if I can judge of her," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fair she is, if that mine eyes be true," & @CRLF & _
                "	And true she is, as she hath proved herself," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore, like herself, wise, fair and true," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall she be placed in my constant soul." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JESSICA, below]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, art thou come? On, gentlemen; away!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our masquing mates by this time for us stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit with Jessica and Salarino]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANTONIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Who's there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Signior Antonio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Fie, fie, Gratiano! where are all the rest?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis nine o'clock: our friends all stay for you." & @CRLF & _
                "	No masque to-night: the wind is come about;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bassanio presently will go aboard:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have sent twenty out to seek for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	I am glad on't: I desire no more delight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than to be under sail and gone to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERCHANT OF VENICE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VII	Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish of cornets. Enter PORTIA, with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	PRINCE OF MOROCCO, and their trains]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Go draw aside the curtains and discover" & @CRLF & _
                "	The several caskets to this noble prince." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now make your choice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOROCCO	The first, of gold, who this inscription bears," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Who chooseth me shall gain what many men desire;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	The second, silver, which this promise carries," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserves;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	This third, dull lead, with warning all as blunt," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Who chooseth me must give and hazard all he hath.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	How shall I know if I do choose the right?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	The one of them contains my picture, prince:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you choose that, then I am yours withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOROCCO	Some god direct my judgment! Let me see;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will survey the inscriptions back again." & @CRLF & _
                "	What says this leaden casket?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Who chooseth me must give and hazard all he hath.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must give: for what? for lead? hazard for lead?" & @CRLF & _
                "	This casket threatens. Men that hazard all" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do it in hope of fair advantages:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A golden mind stoops not to shows of dross;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll then nor give nor hazard aught for lead." & @CRLF & _
                "	What says the silver with her virgin hue?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserves.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	As much as he deserves! Pause there, Morocco," & @CRLF & _
                "	And weigh thy value with an even hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou be'st rated by thy estimation," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou dost deserve enough; and yet enough" & @CRLF & _
                "	May not extend so far as to the lady:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet to be afeard of my deserving" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were but a weak disabling of myself." & @CRLF & _
                "	As much as I deserve! Why, that's the lady:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do in birth deserve her, and in fortunes," & @CRLF & _
                "	In graces and in qualities of breeding;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But more than these, in love I do deserve." & @CRLF & _
                "	What if I stray'd no further, but chose here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's see once more this saying graved in gold" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Who chooseth me shall gain what many men desire.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, that's the lady; all the world desires her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	From the four corners of the earth they come," & @CRLF & _
                "	To kiss this shrine, this mortal-breathing saint:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Hyrcanian deserts and the vasty wilds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of wide Arabia are as thoroughfares now" & @CRLF & _
                "	For princes to come view fair Portia:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The watery kingdom, whose ambitious head" & @CRLF & _
                "	Spits in the face of heaven, is no bar" & @CRLF & _
                "	To stop the foreign spirits, but they come," & @CRLF & _
                "	As o'er a brook, to see fair Portia." & @CRLF & _
                "	One of these three contains her heavenly picture." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is't like that lead contains her? 'Twere damnation" & @CRLF & _
                "	To think so base a thought: it were too gross" & @CRLF & _
                "	To rib her cerecloth in the obscure grave." & @CRLF & _
                "	Or shall I think in silver she's immured," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being ten times undervalued to tried gold?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O sinful thought! Never so rich a gem" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was set in worse than gold. They have in England" & @CRLF & _
                "	A coin that bears the figure of an angel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stamped in gold, but that's insculp'd upon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But here an angel in a golden bed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lies all within. Deliver me the key:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here do I choose, and thrive I as I may!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	There, take it, prince; and if my form lie there," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then I am yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He unlocks the golden casket]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOROCCO	                  O hell! what have we here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	A carrion Death, within whose empty eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a written scroll! I'll read the writing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	All that glitters is not gold;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Often have you heard that told:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Many a man his life hath sold" & @CRLF & _
                "	But my outside to behold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gilded tombs do worms enfold." & @CRLF & _
                "	Had you been as wise as bold," & @CRLF & _
                "	Young in limbs, in judgment old," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your answer had not been inscroll'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fare you well; your suit is cold." & @CRLF & _
                "	Cold, indeed; and labour lost:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, farewell, heat, and welcome, frost!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Portia, adieu. I have too grieved a heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	To take a tedious leave: thus losers part." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit with his train. Flourish of cornets]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	A gentle riddance. Draw the curtains, go." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let all of his complexion choose me so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERCHANT OF VENICE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VIII	Venice. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SALARINO and SALANIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	Why, man, I saw Bassanio under sail:" & @CRLF & _
                "	With him is Gratiano gone along;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in their ship I am sure Lorenzo is not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALANIO	The villain Jew with outcries raised the duke," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who went with him to search Bassanio's ship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	He came too late, the ship was under sail:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But there the duke was given to understand" & @CRLF & _
                "	That in a gondola were seen together" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lorenzo and his amorous Jessica:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, Antonio certified the duke" & @CRLF & _
                "	They were not with Bassanio in his ship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALANIO	I never heard a passion so confused," & @CRLF & _
                "	So strange, outrageous, and so variable," & @CRLF & _
                "	As the dog Jew did utter in the streets:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'My daughter! O my ducats! O my daughter!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fled with a Christian! O my Christian ducats!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Justice! the law! my ducats, and my daughter!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A sealed bag, two sealed bags of ducats," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of double ducats, stolen from me by my daughter!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And jewels, two stones, two rich and precious stones," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stolen by my daughter! Justice! find the girl;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She hath the stones upon her, and the ducats.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	Why, all the boys in Venice follow him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Crying, his stones, his daughter, and his ducats." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALANIO	Let good Antonio look he keep his day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or he shall pay for this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	Marry, well remember'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	I reason'd with a Frenchman yesterday," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who told me, in the narrow seas that part" & @CRLF & _
                "	The French and English, there miscarried" & @CRLF & _
                "	A vessel of our country richly fraught:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I thought upon Antonio when he told me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wish'd in silence that it were not his." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALANIO	You were best to tell Antonio what you hear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet do not suddenly, for it may grieve him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	A kinder gentleman treads not the earth." & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw Bassanio and Antonio part:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bassanio told him he would make some speed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of his return: he answer'd, 'Do not so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Slubber not business for my sake, Bassanio" & @CRLF & _
                "	But stay the very riping of the time;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for the Jew's bond which he hath of me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let it not enter in your mind of love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be merry, and employ your chiefest thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	To courtship and such fair ostents of love" & @CRLF & _
                "	As shall conveniently become you there:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And even there, his eye being big with tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	Turning his face, he put his hand behind him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with affection wondrous sensible" & @CRLF & _
                "	He wrung Bassanio's hand; and so they parted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALANIO	I think he only loves the world for him." & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray thee, let us go and find him out" & @CRLF & _
                "	And quicken his embraced heaviness" & @CRLF & _
                "	With some delight or other." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	Do we so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERCHANT OF VENICE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IX	Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter NERISSA with a Servitor]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	Quick, quick, I pray thee; draw the curtain straight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Prince of Arragon hath ta'en his oath," & @CRLF & _
                "	And comes to his election presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish of cornets. Enter the PRINCE OF ARRAGON," & @CRLF & _
                "	PORTIA, and their trains]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Behold, there stand the caskets, noble prince:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you choose that wherein I am contain'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Straight shall our nuptial rites be solemnized:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if you fail, without more speech, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	You must be gone from hence immediately." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARRAGON	I am enjoin'd by oath to observe three things:" & @CRLF & _
                "	First, never to unfold to any one" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which casket 'twas I chose; next, if I fail" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the right casket, never in my life" & @CRLF & _
                "	To woo a maid in way of marriage: Lastly," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I do fail in fortune of my choice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Immediately to leave you and be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	To these injunctions every one doth swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	That comes to hazard for my worthless self." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARRAGON	And so have I address'd me. Fortune now" & @CRLF & _
                "	To my heart's hope! Gold; silver; and base lead." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Who chooseth me must give and hazard all he hath.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall look fairer, ere I give or hazard." & @CRLF & _
                "	What says the golden chest? ha! let me see:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Who chooseth me shall gain what many men desire.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	What many men desire! that 'many' may be meant" & @CRLF & _
                "	By the fool multitude, that choose by show," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not learning more than the fond eye doth teach;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which pries not to the interior, but, like the martlet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Builds in the weather on the outward wall," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in the force and road of casualty." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not choose what many men desire," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because I will not jump with common spirits" & @CRLF & _
                "	And rank me with the barbarous multitudes." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, then to thee, thou silver treasure-house;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me once more what title thou dost bear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserves:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And well said too; for who shall go about" & @CRLF & _
                "	To cozen fortune and be honourable" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without the stamp of merit? Let none presume" & @CRLF & _
                "	To wear an undeserved dignity." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, that estates, degrees and offices" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were not derived corruptly, and that clear honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were purchased by the merit of the wearer!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How many then should cover that stand bare!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How many be commanded that command!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How much low peasantry would then be glean'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	From the true seed of honour! and how much honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pick'd from the chaff and ruin of the times" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be new-varnish'd! Well, but to my choice:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserves.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will assume desert. Give me a key for this," & @CRLF & _
                "	And instantly unlock my fortunes here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He opens the silver casket]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Too long a pause for that which you find there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARRAGON	What's here? the portrait of a blinking idiot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Presenting me a schedule! I will read it." & @CRLF & _
                "	How much unlike art thou to Portia!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How much unlike my hopes and my deservings!" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Who chooseth me shall have as much as he deserves.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did I deserve no more than a fool's head?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is that my prize? are my deserts no better?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	To offend, and judge, are distinct offices" & @CRLF & _
                "	And of opposed natures." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARRAGON	What is here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fire seven times tried this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seven times tried that judgment is," & @CRLF & _
                "	That did never choose amiss." & @CRLF & _
                "	Some there be that shadows kiss;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such have but a shadow's bliss:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There be fools alive, I wis," & @CRLF & _
                "	Silver'd o'er; and so was this." & @CRLF & _
                "	Take what wife you will to bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will ever be your head:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So be gone: you are sped." & @CRLF & _
                "	Still more fool I shall appear" & @CRLF & _
                "	By the time I linger here" & @CRLF & _
                "	With one fool's head I came to woo," & @CRLF & _
                "	But I go away with two." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet, adieu. I'll keep my oath," & @CRLF & _
                "	Patiently to bear my wroth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Arragon and train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Thus hath the candle singed the moth." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, these deliberate fools! when they do choose," & @CRLF & _
                "	They have the wisdom by their wit to lose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	The ancient saying is no heresy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hanging and wiving goes by destiny." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Come, draw the curtain, Nerissa." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Where is my lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	                  Here: what would my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Madam, there is alighted at your gate" & @CRLF & _
                "	A young Venetian, one that comes before" & @CRLF & _
                "	To signify the approaching of his lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	From whom he bringeth sensible regreets," & @CRLF & _
                "	To wit, besides commends and courteous breath," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gifts of rich value. Yet I have not seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	So likely an ambassador of love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A day in April never came so sweet," & @CRLF & _
                "	To show how costly summer was at hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	As this fore-spurrer comes before his lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	No more, I pray thee: I am half afeard" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wilt say anon he is some kin to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou spend'st such high-day wit in praising him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, come, Nerissa; for I long to see" & @CRLF & _
                "	Quick Cupid's post that comes so mannerly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	Bassanio, lord Love, if thy will it be!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERCHANT OF VENICE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Venice. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SALANIO and SALARINO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALANIO	Now, what news on the Rialto?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	Why, yet it lives there uncheck'd that Antonio hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	a ship of rich lading wrecked on the narrow seas;" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Goodwins, I think they call the place; a very" & @CRLF & _
                "	dangerous flat and fatal, where the carcasses of many" & @CRLF & _
                "	a tall ship lie buried, as they say, if my gossip" & @CRLF & _
                "	Report be an honest woman of her word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALANIO	I would she were as lying a gossip in that as ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	knapped ginger or made her neighbours believe she" & @CRLF & _
                "	wept for the death of a third husband. But it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	true, without any slips of prolixity or crossing the" & @CRLF & _
                "	plain highway of talk, that the good Antonio, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	honest Antonio,--O that I had a title good enough" & @CRLF & _
                "	to keep his name company!--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	Come, the full stop." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALANIO	Ha! what sayest thou? Why, the end is, he hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	lost a ship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	I would it might prove the end of his losses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALANIO	Let me say 'amen' betimes, lest the devil cross my" & @CRLF & _
                "	prayer, for here he comes in the likeness of a Jew." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SHYLOCK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, Shylock! what news among the merchants?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	You know, none so well, none so well as you, of my" & @CRLF & _
                "	daughter's flight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	That's certain: I, for my part, knew the tailor" & @CRLF & _
                "	that made the wings she flew withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALANIO	And Shylock, for his own part, knew the bird was" & @CRLF & _
                "	fledged; and then it is the complexion of them all" & @CRLF & _
                "	to leave the dam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	She is damned for it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALANIO	That's certain, if the devil may be her judge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	My own flesh and blood to rebel!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALANIO	Out upon it, old carrion! rebels it at these years?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	I say, my daughter is my flesh and blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	There is more difference between thy flesh and hers" & @CRLF & _
                "	than between jet and ivory; more between your bloods" & @CRLF & _
                "	than there is between red wine and rhenish. But" & @CRLF & _
                "	tell us, do you hear whether Antonio have had any" & @CRLF & _
                "	loss at sea or no?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	There I have another bad match: a bankrupt, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	prodigal, who dare scarce show his head on the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rialto; a beggar, that was used to come so smug upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	the mart; let him look to his bond: he was wont to" & @CRLF & _
                "	call me usurer; let him look to his bond: he was" & @CRLF & _
                "	wont to lend money for a Christian courtesy; let him" & @CRLF & _
                "	look to his bond." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	Why, I am sure, if he forfeit, thou wilt not take" & @CRLF & _
                "	his flesh: what's that good for?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	To bait fish withal: if it will feed nothing else," & @CRLF & _
                "	it will feed my revenge. He hath disgraced me, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	hindered me half a million; laughed at my losses," & @CRLF & _
                "	mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my" & @CRLF & _
                "	bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	enemies; and what's his reason? I am a Jew. Hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs," & @CRLF & _
                "	dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with" & @CRLF & _
                "	the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the same diseases, healed by the same means," & @CRLF & _
                "	warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as" & @CRLF & _
                "	a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed?" & @CRLF & _
                "	if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison" & @CRLF & _
                "	us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not" & @CRLF & _
                "	revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will" & @CRLF & _
                "	resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian," & @CRLF & _
                "	what is his humility? Revenge. If a Christian" & @CRLF & _
                "	wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by" & @CRLF & _
                "	Christian example? Why, revenge. The villany you" & @CRLF & _
                "	teach me, I will execute, and it shall go hard but I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will better the instruction." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Gentlemen, my master Antonio is at his house and" & @CRLF & _
                "	desires to speak with you both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	We have been up and down to seek him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TUBAL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALANIO	Here comes another of the tribe: a third cannot be" & @CRLF & _
                "	matched, unless the devil himself turn Jew." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt SALANIO, SALARINO, and Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	How now, Tubal! what news from Genoa? hast thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	found my daughter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TUBAL	I often came where I did hear of her, but cannot find her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Why, there, there, there, there! a diamond gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	cost me two thousand ducats in Frankfort! The curse" & @CRLF & _
                "	never fell upon our nation till now; I never felt it" & @CRLF & _
                "	till now: two thousand ducats in that; and other" & @CRLF & _
                "	precious, precious jewels. I would my daughter" & @CRLF & _
                "	were dead at my foot, and the jewels in her ear!" & @CRLF & _
                "	would she were hearsed at my foot, and the ducats in" & @CRLF & _
                "	her coffin! No news of them? Why, so: and I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	not what's spent in the search: why, thou loss upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	loss! the thief gone with so much, and so much to" & @CRLF & _
                "	find the thief; and no satisfaction, no revenge:" & @CRLF & _
                "	nor no in luck stirring but what lights on my" & @CRLF & _
                "	shoulders; no sighs but of my breathing; no tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	but of my shedding." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TUBAL	Yes, other men have ill luck too: Antonio, as I" & @CRLF & _
                "	heard in Genoa,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	What, what, what? ill luck, ill luck?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TUBAL	Hath an argosy cast away, coming from Tripolis." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	I thank God, I thank God. Is't true, is't true?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TUBAL	I spoke with some of the sailors that escaped the wreck." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	I thank thee, good Tubal: good news, good news!" & @CRLF & _
                "	ha, ha! where? in Genoa?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TUBAL	Your daughter spent in Genoa, as I heard, in one" & @CRLF & _
                "	night fourscore ducats." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Thou stickest a dagger in me: I shall never see my" & @CRLF & _
                "	gold again: fourscore ducats at a sitting!" & @CRLF & _
                "	fourscore ducats!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TUBAL	There came divers of Antonio's creditors in my" & @CRLF & _
                "	company to Venice, that swear he cannot choose but break." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	I am very glad of it: I'll plague him; I'll torture" & @CRLF & _
                "	him: I am glad of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TUBAL	One of them showed me a ring that he had of your" & @CRLF & _
                "	daughter for a monkey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Out upon her! Thou torturest me, Tubal: it was my" & @CRLF & _
                "	turquoise; I had it of Leah when I was a bachelor:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not have given it for a wilderness of monkeys." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TUBAL	But Antonio is certainly undone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Nay, that's true, that's very true. Go, Tubal, fee" & @CRLF & _
                "	me an officer; bespeak him a fortnight before. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will have the heart of him, if he forfeit; for, were" & @CRLF & _
                "	he out of Venice, I can make what merchandise I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will. Go, go, Tubal, and meet me at our synagogue;" & @CRLF & _
                "	go, good Tubal; at our synagogue, Tubal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERCHANT OF VENICE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BASSANIO, PORTIA, GRATIANO, NERISSA, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	I pray you, tarry: pause a day or two" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before you hazard; for, in choosing wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "	I lose your company: therefore forbear awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "	There's something tells me, but it is not love," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not lose you; and you know yourself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hate counsels not in such a quality." & @CRLF & _
                "	But lest you should not understand me well,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet a maiden hath no tongue but thought,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would detain you here some month or two" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before you venture for me. I could teach you" & @CRLF & _
                "	How to choose right, but I am then forsworn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So will I never be: so may you miss me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if you do, you'll make me wish a sin," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I had been forsworn. Beshrew your eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	They have o'erlook'd me and divided me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	One half of me is yours, the other half yours," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so all yours. O, these naughty times" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put bars between the owners and their rights!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so, though yours, not yours. Prove it so," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let fortune go to hell for it, not I." & @CRLF & _
                "	I speak too long; but 'tis to peize the time," & @CRLF & _
                "	To eke it and to draw it out in length," & @CRLF & _
                "	To stay you from election." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Let me choose" & @CRLF & _
                "	For as I am, I live upon the rack." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Upon the rack, Bassanio! then confess" & @CRLF & _
                "	What treason there is mingled with your love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	None but that ugly treason of mistrust," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which makes me fear the enjoying of my love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There may as well be amity and life" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tween snow and fire, as treason and my love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Ay, but I fear you speak upon the rack," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where men enforced do speak anything." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Promise me life, and I'll confess the truth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Well then, confess and live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	'Confess' and 'love'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had been the very sum of my confession:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O happy torment, when my torturer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth teach me answers for deliverance!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But let me to my fortune and the caskets." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Away, then! I am lock'd in one of them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you do love me, you will find me out." & @CRLF & _
                "	Nerissa and the rest, stand all aloof." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let music sound while he doth make his choice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, if he lose, he makes a swan-like end," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fading in music: that the comparison" & @CRLF & _
                "	May stand more proper, my eye shall be the stream" & @CRLF & _
                "	And watery death-bed for him. He may win;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what is music then? Then music is" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even as the flourish when true subjects bow" & @CRLF & _
                "	To a new-crowned monarch: such it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	As are those dulcet sounds in break of day" & @CRLF & _
                "	That creep into the dreaming bridegroom's ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	And summon him to marriage. Now he goes," & @CRLF & _
                "	With no less presence, but with much more love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than young Alcides, when he did redeem" & @CRLF & _
                "	The virgin tribute paid by howling Troy" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the sea-monster: I stand for sacrifice" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rest aloof are the Dardanian wives," & @CRLF & _
                "	With bleared visages, come forth to view" & @CRLF & _
                "	The issue of the exploit. Go, Hercules!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Live thou, I live: with much, much more dismay" & @CRLF & _
                "	I view the fight than thou that makest the fray." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music, whilst BASSANIO comments on the caskets to himself]" & @CRLF & _
                "	" & @CRLF & _
                "	SONG." & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me where is fancy bred," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or in the heart, or in the head?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How begot, how nourished?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reply, reply." & @CRLF & _
                "	It is engender'd in the eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	With gazing fed; and fancy dies" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the cradle where it lies." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us all ring fancy's knell" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll begin it,--Ding, dong, bell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	Ding, dong, bell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	So may the outward shows be least themselves:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The world is still deceived with ornament." & @CRLF & _
                "	In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt," & @CRLF & _
                "	But, being seasoned with a gracious voice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Obscures the show of evil? In religion," & @CRLF & _
                "	What damned error, but some sober brow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will bless it and approve it with a text," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hiding the grossness with fair ornament?" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no vice so simple but assumes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some mark of virtue on his outward parts:" & @CRLF & _
                "	How many cowards, whose hearts are all as false" & @CRLF & _
                "	As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins" & @CRLF & _
                "	The beards of Hercules and frowning Mars;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, inward search'd, have livers white as milk;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And these assume but valour's excrement" & @CRLF & _
                "	To render them redoubted! Look on beauty," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you shall see 'tis purchased by the weight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which therein works a miracle in nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	Making them lightest that wear most of it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So are those crisped snaky golden locks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which make such wanton gambols with the wind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon supposed fairness, often known" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be the dowry of a second head," & @CRLF & _
                "	The skull that bred them in the sepulchre." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus ornament is but the guiled shore" & @CRLF & _
                "	To a most dangerous sea; the beauteous scarf" & @CRLF & _
                "	Veiling an Indian beauty; in a word," & @CRLF & _
                "	The seeming truth which cunning times put on" & @CRLF & _
                "	To entrap the wisest. Therefore, thou gaudy gold," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hard food for Midas, I will none of thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor none of thee, thou pale and common drudge" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tween man and man: but thou, thou meagre lead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which rather threatenest than dost promise aught," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy paleness moves me more than eloquence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here choose I; joy be the consequence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	[Aside]  How all the other passions fleet to air," & @CRLF & _
                "	As doubtful thoughts, and rash-embraced despair," & @CRLF & _
                "	And shuddering fear, and green-eyed jealousy! O love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be moderate; allay thy ecstasy," & @CRLF & _
                "	In measure rein thy joy; scant this excess." & @CRLF & _
                "	I feel too much thy blessing: make it less," & @CRLF & _
                "	For fear I surfeit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	What find I here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Opening the leaden casket]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fair Portia's counterfeit! What demi-god" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath come so near creation? Move these eyes?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or whether, riding on the balls of mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seem they in motion? Here are sever'd lips," & @CRLF & _
                "	Parted with sugar breath: so sweet a bar" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should sunder such sweet friends. Here in her hairs" & @CRLF & _
                "	The painter plays the spider and hath woven" & @CRLF & _
                "	A golden mesh to entrap the hearts of men," & @CRLF & _
                "	Faster than gnats in cobwebs; but her eyes,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	How could he see to do them? having made one," & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks it should have power to steal both his" & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave itself unfurnish'd. Yet look, how far" & @CRLF & _
                "	The substance of my praise doth wrong this shadow" & @CRLF & _
                "	In underprizing it, so far this shadow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth limp behind the substance. Here's the scroll," & @CRLF & _
                "	The continent and summary of my fortune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You that choose not by the view," & @CRLF & _
                "	Chance as fair and choose as true!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since this fortune falls to you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be content and seek no new," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you be well pleased with this" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hold your fortune for your bliss," & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn you where your lady is" & @CRLF & _
                "	And claim her with a loving kiss." & @CRLF & _
                "	A gentle scroll. Fair lady, by your leave;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I come by note, to give and to receive." & @CRLF & _
                "	Like one of two contending in a prize," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thinks he hath done well in people's eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hearing applause and universal shout," & @CRLF & _
                "	Giddy in spirit, still gazing in a doubt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether these pearls of praise be his or no;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So, thrice fair lady, stand I, even so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As doubtful whether what I see be true," & @CRLF & _
                "	Until confirm'd, sign'd, ratified by you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	You see me, Lord Bassanio, where I stand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such as I am: though for myself alone" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not be ambitious in my wish," & @CRLF & _
                "	To wish myself much better; yet, for you" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would be trebled twenty times myself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thousand times more fair, ten thousand times more rich;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That only to stand high in your account," & @CRLF & _
                "	I might in virtue, beauties, livings, friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Exceed account; but the full sum of me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is sum of something, which, to term in gross," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is an unlesson'd girl, unschool'd, unpractised;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Happy in this, she is not yet so old" & @CRLF & _
                "	But she may learn; happier than this," & @CRLF & _
                "	She is not bred so dull but she can learn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Happiest of all is that her gentle spirit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commits itself to yours to be directed," & @CRLF & _
                "	As from her lord, her governor, her king." & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself and what is mine to you and yours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is now converted: but now I was the lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this fair mansion, master of my servants," & @CRLF & _
                "	Queen o'er myself: and even now, but now," & @CRLF & _
                "	This house, these servants and this same myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are yours, my lord: I give them with this ring;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which when you part from, lose, or give away," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let it presage the ruin of your love" & @CRLF & _
                "	And be my vantage to exclaim on you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Madam, you have bereft me of all words," & @CRLF & _
                "	Only my blood speaks to you in my veins;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And there is such confusion in my powers," & @CRLF & _
                "	As after some oration fairly spoke" & @CRLF & _
                "	By a beloved prince, there doth appear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Among the buzzing pleased multitude;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where every something, being blent together," & @CRLF & _
                "	Turns to a wild of nothing, save of joy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Express'd and not express'd. But when this ring" & @CRLF & _
                "	Parts from this finger, then parts life from hence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, then be bold to say Bassanio's dead!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	My lord and lady, it is now our time," & @CRLF & _
                "	That have stood by and seen our wishes prosper," & @CRLF & _
                "	To cry, good joy: good joy, my lord and lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	My lord Bassanio and my gentle lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	I wish you all the joy that you can wish;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am sure you can wish none from me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when your honours mean to solemnize" & @CRLF & _
                "	The bargain of your faith, I do beseech you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even at that time I may be married too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	With all my heart, so thou canst get a wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	I thank your lordship, you have got me one." & @CRLF & _
                "	My eyes, my lord, can look as swift as yours:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You saw the mistress, I beheld the maid;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You loved, I loved for intermission." & @CRLF & _
                "	No more pertains to me, my lord, than you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your fortune stood upon the casket there," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so did mine too, as the matter falls;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For wooing here until I sweat again," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sweating until my very roof was dry" & @CRLF & _
                "	With oaths of love, at last, if promise last," & @CRLF & _
                "	I got a promise of this fair one here" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have her love, provided that your fortune" & @CRLF & _
                "	Achieved her mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Is this true, Nerissa?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	Madam, it is, so you stand pleased withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	And do you, Gratiano, mean good faith?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Yes, faith, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Our feast shall be much honour'd in your marriage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	We'll play with them the first boy for a thousand ducats." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	What, and stake down?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	No; we shall ne'er win at that sport, and stake down." & @CRLF & _
                "	But who comes here? Lorenzo and his infidel? What," & @CRLF & _
                "	and my old Venetian friend Salerio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LORENZO, JESSICA, and SALERIO, a Messenger" & @CRLF & _
                "	from Venice]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Lorenzo and Salerio, welcome hither;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If that the youth of my new interest here" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have power to bid you welcome. By your leave," & @CRLF & _
                "	I bid my very friends and countrymen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet Portia, welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	So do I, my lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are entirely welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	I thank your honour. For my part, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	My purpose was not to have seen you here;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But meeting with Salerio by the way," & @CRLF & _
                "	He did entreat me, past all saying nay," & @CRLF & _
                "	To come with him along." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALERIO	I did, my lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I have reason for it. Signior Antonio" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commends him to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Gives Bassanio a letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Ere I ope his letter," & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you, tell me how my good friend doth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALERIO	Not sick, my lord, unless it be in mind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor well, unless in mind: his letter there" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will show you his estate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Nerissa, cheer yon stranger; bid her welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your hand, Salerio: what's the news from Venice?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How doth that royal merchant, good Antonio?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know he will be glad of our success;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We are the Jasons, we have won the fleece." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALERIO	I would you had won the fleece that he hath lost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	There are some shrewd contents in yon same paper," & @CRLF & _
                "	That steals the colour from Bassanio's cheek:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some dear friend dead; else nothing in the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could turn so much the constitution" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of any constant man. What, worse and worse!" & @CRLF & _
                "	With leave, Bassanio: I am half yourself," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I must freely have the half of anything" & @CRLF & _
                "	That this same paper brings you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	O sweet Portia," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here are a few of the unpleasant'st words" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever blotted paper! Gentle lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I did first impart my love to you," & @CRLF & _
                "	I freely told you, all the wealth I had" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ran in my veins, I was a gentleman;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then I told you true: and yet, dear lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rating myself at nothing, you shall see" & @CRLF & _
                "	How much I was a braggart. When I told you" & @CRLF & _
                "	My state was nothing, I should then have told you" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I was worse than nothing; for, indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have engaged myself to a dear friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Engaged my friend to his mere enemy," & @CRLF & _
                "	To feed my means. Here is a letter, lady;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The paper as the body of my friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	And every word in it a gaping wound," & @CRLF & _
                "	Issuing life-blood. But is it true, Salerio?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have all his ventures fail'd? What, not one hit?" & @CRLF & _
                "	From Tripolis, from Mexico and England," & @CRLF & _
                "	From Lisbon, Barbary and India?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not one vessel 'scape the dreadful touch" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of merchant-marring rocks?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALERIO	Not one, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, it should appear, that if he had" & @CRLF & _
                "	The present money to discharge the Jew," & @CRLF & _
                "	He would not take it. Never did I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	A creature, that did bear the shape of man," & @CRLF & _
                "	So keen and greedy to confound a man:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He plies the duke at morning and at night," & @CRLF & _
                "	And doth impeach the freedom of the state," & @CRLF & _
                "	If they deny him justice: twenty merchants," & @CRLF & _
                "	The duke himself, and the magnificoes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of greatest port, have all persuaded with him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But none can drive him from the envious plea" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of forfeiture, of justice and his bond." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	When I was with him I have heard him swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Tubal and to Chus, his countrymen," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he would rather have Antonio's flesh" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than twenty times the value of the sum" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he did owe him: and I know, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	If law, authority and power deny not," & @CRLF & _
                "	It will go hard with poor Antonio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Is it your dear friend that is thus in trouble?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	The dearest friend to me, the kindest man," & @CRLF & _
                "	The best-condition'd and unwearied spirit" & @CRLF & _
                "	In doing courtesies, and one in whom" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ancient Roman honour more appears" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than any that draws breath in Italy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	What sum owes he the Jew?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	For me three thousand ducats." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	What, no more?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pay him six thousand, and deface the bond;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Double six thousand, and then treble that," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before a friend of this description" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall lose a hair through Bassanio's fault." & @CRLF & _
                "	First go with me to church and call me wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then away to Venice to your friend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For never shall you lie by Portia's side" & @CRLF & _
                "	With an unquiet soul. You shall have gold" & @CRLF & _
                "	To pay the petty debt twenty times over:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When it is paid, bring your true friend along." & @CRLF & _
                "	My maid Nerissa and myself meantime" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will live as maids and widows. Come, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For you shall hence upon your wedding-day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid your friends welcome, show a merry cheer:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since you are dear bought, I will love you dear." & @CRLF & _
                "	But let me hear the letter of your friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	[Reads]  Sweet Bassanio, my ships have all" & @CRLF & _
                "	miscarried, my creditors grow cruel, my estate is" & @CRLF & _
                "	very low, my bond to the Jew is forfeit; and since" & @CRLF & _
                "	in paying it, it is impossible I should live, all" & @CRLF & _
                "	debts are cleared between you and I, if I might but" & @CRLF & _
                "	see you at my death. Notwithstanding, use your" & @CRLF & _
                "	pleasure: if your love do not persuade you to come," & @CRLF & _
                "	let not my letter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	O love, dispatch all business, and be gone!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Since I have your good leave to go away," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will make haste: but, till I come again," & @CRLF & _
                "	No bed shall e'er be guilty of my stay," & @CRLF & _
                "	No rest be interposer 'twixt us twain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERCHANT OF VENICE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Venice. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SHYLOCK, SALARINO, ANTONIO, and Gaoler]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Gaoler, look to him: tell not me of mercy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the fool that lent out money gratis:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gaoler, look to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Hear me yet, good Shylock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	I'll have my bond; speak not against my bond:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have sworn an oath that I will have my bond." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou call'dst me dog before thou hadst a cause;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, since I am a dog, beware my fangs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The duke shall grant me justice. I do wonder," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou naughty gaoler, that thou art so fond" & @CRLF & _
                "	To come abroad with him at his request." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	I pray thee, hear me speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	I'll have my bond; I will not hear thee speak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll have my bond; and therefore speak no more." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll not be made a soft and dull-eyed fool," & @CRLF & _
                "	To shake the head, relent, and sigh, and yield" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Christian intercessors. Follow not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll have no speaking: I will have my bond." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	It is the most impenetrable cur" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever kept with men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Let him alone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll follow him no more with bootless prayers." & @CRLF & _
                "	He seeks my life; his reason well I know:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I oft deliver'd from his forfeitures" & @CRLF & _
                "	Many that have at times made moan to me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore he hates me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALARINO	I am sure the duke" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will never grant this forfeiture to hold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	The duke cannot deny the course of law:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the commodity that strangers have" & @CRLF & _
                "	With us in Venice, if it be denied," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will much impeach the justice of his state;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since that the trade and profit of the city" & @CRLF & _
                "	Consisteth of all nations. Therefore, go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	These griefs and losses have so bated me," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I shall hardly spare a pound of flesh" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow to my bloody creditor." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, gaoler, on. Pray God, Bassanio come" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see me pay his debt, and then I care not!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERCHANT OF VENICE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PORTIA, NERISSA, LORENZO, JESSICA, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	BALTHASAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	Madam, although I speak it in your presence," & @CRLF & _
                "	You have a noble and a true conceit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of godlike amity; which appears most strongly" & @CRLF & _
                "	In bearing thus the absence of your lord." & @CRLF & _
                "	But if you knew to whom you show this honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	How true a gentleman you send relief," & @CRLF & _
                "	How dear a lover of my lord your husband," & @CRLF & _
                "	I know you would be prouder of the work" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than customary bounty can enforce you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	I never did repent for doing good," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor shall not now: for in companions" & @CRLF & _
                "	That do converse and waste the time together," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose souls do bear an equal yoke Of love," & @CRLF & _
                "	There must be needs a like proportion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of lineaments, of manners and of spirit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which makes me think that this Antonio," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being the bosom lover of my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must needs be like my lord. If it be so," & @CRLF & _
                "	How little is the cost I have bestow'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	In purchasing the semblance of my soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	From out the state of hellish misery!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This comes too near the praising of myself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore no more of it: hear other things." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lorenzo, I commit into your hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	The husbandry and manage of my house" & @CRLF & _
                "	Until my lord's return: for mine own part," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have toward heaven breathed a secret vow" & @CRLF & _
                "	To live in prayer and contemplation," & @CRLF & _
                "	Only attended by Nerissa here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Until her husband and my lord's return:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a monastery two miles off;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And there will we abide. I do desire you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not to deny this imposition;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The which my love and some necessity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now lays upon you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	                  Madam, with all my heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall obey you in all fair commands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	My people do already know my mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will acknowledge you and Jessica" & @CRLF & _
                "	In place of Lord Bassanio and myself." & @CRLF & _
                "	And so farewell, till we shall meet again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	Fair thoughts and happy hours attend on you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	I wish your ladyship all heart's content." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	I thank you for your wish, and am well pleased" & @CRLF & _
                "	To wish it back on you: fare you well Jessica." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt JESSICA and LORENZO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, Balthasar," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I have ever found thee honest-true," & @CRLF & _
                "	So let me find thee still. Take this same letter," & @CRLF & _
                "	And use thou all the endeavour of a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	In speed to Padua: see thou render this" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into my cousin's hand, Doctor Bellario;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, look, what notes and garments he doth give thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring them, I pray thee, with imagined speed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the tranect, to the common ferry" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which trades to Venice. Waste no time in words," & @CRLF & _
                "	But get thee gone: I shall be there before thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	Madam, I go with all convenient speed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Come on, Nerissa; I have work in hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you yet know not of: we'll see our husbands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before they think of us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	Shall they see us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	They shall, Nerissa; but in such a habit," & @CRLF & _
                "	That they shall think we are accomplished" & @CRLF & _
                "	With that we lack. I'll hold thee any wager," & @CRLF & _
                "	When we are both accoutred like young men," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll prove the prettier fellow of the two," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wear my dagger with the braver grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	And speak between the change of man and boy" & @CRLF & _
                "	With a reed voice, and turn two mincing steps" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into a manly stride, and speak of frays" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a fine bragging youth, and tell quaint lies," & @CRLF & _
                "	How honourable ladies sought my love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I denying, they fell sick and died;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I could not do withal; then I'll repent," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wish for all that, that I had not killed them;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And twenty of these puny lies I'll tell," & @CRLF & _
                "	That men shall swear I have discontinued school" & @CRLF & _
                "	Above a twelvemonth. I have within my mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thousand raw tricks of these bragging Jacks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I will practise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	Why, shall we turn to men?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Fie, what a question's that," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou wert near a lewd interpreter!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But come, I'll tell thee all my whole device" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I am in my coach, which stays for us" & @CRLF & _
                "	At the park gate; and therefore haste away," & @CRLF & _
                "	For we must measure twenty miles to-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERCHANT OF VENICE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	The same. A garden." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LAUNCELOT and JESSICA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Yes, truly; for, look you, the sins of the father" & @CRLF & _
                "	are to be laid upon the children: therefore, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	promise ye, I fear you. I was always plain with" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, and so now I speak my agitation of the matter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	therefore be of good cheer, for truly I think you" & @CRLF & _
                "	are damned. There is but one hope in it that can do" & @CRLF & _
                "	you any good; and that is but a kind of bastard" & @CRLF & _
                "	hope neither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	And what hope is that, I pray thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Marry, you may partly hope that your father got you" & @CRLF & _
                "	not, that you are not the Jew's daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	That were a kind of bastard hope, indeed: so the" & @CRLF & _
                "	sins of my mother should be visited upon me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Truly then I fear you are damned both by father and" & @CRLF & _
                "	mother: thus when I shun Scylla, your father, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	fall into Charybdis, your mother: well, you are" & @CRLF & _
                "	gone both ways." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	I shall be saved by my husband; he hath made me a" & @CRLF & _
                "	Christian." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Truly, the more to blame he: we were Christians" & @CRLF & _
                "	enow before; e'en as many as could well live, one by" & @CRLF & _
                "	another. This making Christians will raise the" & @CRLF & _
                "	price of hogs: if we grow all to be pork-eaters, we" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall not shortly have a rasher on the coals for money." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LORENZO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	I'll tell my husband, Launcelot, what you say: here he comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	I shall grow jealous of you shortly, Launcelot, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	you thus get my wife into corners." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	Nay, you need not fear us, Lorenzo: Launcelot and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	are out. He tells me flatly, there is no mercy for" & @CRLF & _
                "	me in heaven, because I am a Jew's daughter: and he" & @CRLF & _
                "	says, you are no good member of the commonwealth," & @CRLF & _
                "	for in converting Jews to Christians, you raise the" & @CRLF & _
                "	price of pork." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	I shall answer that better to the commonwealth than" & @CRLF & _
                "	you can the getting up of the negro's belly: the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Moor is with child by you, Launcelot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	It is much that the Moor should be more than reason:" & @CRLF & _
                "	but if she be less than an honest woman, she is" & @CRLF & _
                "	indeed more than I took her for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	How every fool can play upon the word! I think the" & @CRLF & _
                "	best grace of wit will shortly turn into silence," & @CRLF & _
                "	and discourse grow commendable in none only but" & @CRLF & _
                "	parrots. Go in, sirrah; bid them prepare for dinner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	That is done, sir; they have all stomachs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	Goodly Lord, what a wit-snapper are you! then bid" & @CRLF & _
                "	them prepare dinner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	That is done too, sir; only 'cover' is the word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	Will you cover then, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Not so, sir, neither; I know my duty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	Yet more quarrelling with occasion! Wilt thou show" & @CRLF & _
                "	the whole wealth of thy wit in an instant? I pray" & @CRLF & _
                "	tree, understand a plain man in his plain meaning:" & @CRLF & _
                "	go to thy fellows; bid them cover the table, serve" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the meat, and we will come in to dinner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	For the table, sir, it shall be served in; for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	meat, sir, it shall be covered; for your coming in" & @CRLF & _
                "	to dinner, sir, why, let it be as humours and" & @CRLF & _
                "	conceits shall govern." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	O dear discretion, how his words are suited!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fool hath planted in his memory" & @CRLF & _
                "	An army of good words; and I do know" & @CRLF & _
                "	A many fools, that stand in better place," & @CRLF & _
                "	Garnish'd like him, that for a tricksy word" & @CRLF & _
                "	Defy the matter. How cheerest thou, Jessica?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now, good sweet, say thy opinion," & @CRLF & _
                "	How dost thou like the Lord Bassanio's wife?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	Past all expressing. It is very meet" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Lord Bassanio live an upright life;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, having such a blessing in his lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	He finds the joys of heaven here on earth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if on earth he do not mean it, then" & @CRLF & _
                "	In reason he should never come to heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, if two gods should play some heavenly match" & @CRLF & _
                "	And on the wager lay two earthly women," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Portia one, there must be something else" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pawn'd with the other, for the poor rude world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath not her fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	Even such a husband" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast thou of me as she is for a wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	Nay, but ask my opinion too of that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	I will anon: first, let us go to dinner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	Nay, let me praise you while I have a stomach." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	No, pray thee, let it serve for table-talk;" & @CRLF & _
                "'	Then, howso'er thou speak'st, 'mong other things" & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall digest it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	                  Well, I'll set you forth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERCHANT OF VENICE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Venice. A court of justice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the DUKE, the Magnificoes, ANTONIO, BASSANIO," & @CRLF & _
                "	GRATIANO, SALERIO, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	What, is Antonio here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Ready, so please your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	I am sorry for thee: thou art come to answer" & @CRLF & _
                "	A stony adversary, an inhuman wretch" & @CRLF & _
                "	uncapable of pity, void and empty" & @CRLF & _
                "	From any dram of mercy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	I have heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your grace hath ta'en great pains to qualify" & @CRLF & _
                "	His rigorous course; but since he stands obdurate" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that no lawful means can carry me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of his envy's reach, I do oppose" & @CRLF & _
                "	My patience to his fury, and am arm'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To suffer, with a quietness of spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	The very tyranny and rage of his." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Go one, and call the Jew into the court." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALERIO	He is ready at the door: he comes, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SHYLOCK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Make room, and let him stand before our face." & @CRLF & _
                "	Shylock, the world thinks, and I think so too," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou but lead'st this fashion of thy malice" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the last hour of act; and then 'tis thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou'lt show thy mercy and remorse more strange" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than is thy strange apparent cruelty;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And where thou now exact'st the penalty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is a pound of this poor merchant's flesh," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wilt not only loose the forfeiture," & @CRLF & _
                "	But, touch'd with human gentleness and love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forgive a moiety of the principal;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Glancing an eye of pity on his losses," & @CRLF & _
                "	That have of late so huddled on his back," & @CRLF & _
                "	Enow to press a royal merchant down" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pluck commiseration of his state" & @CRLF & _
                "	From brassy bosoms and rough hearts of flint," & @CRLF & _
                "	From stubborn Turks and Tartars, never train'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To offices of tender courtesy." & @CRLF & _
                "	We all expect a gentle answer, Jew." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	I have possess'd your grace of what I purpose;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by our holy Sabbath have I sworn" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have the due and forfeit of my bond:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you deny it, let the danger light" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon your charter and your city's freedom." & @CRLF & _
                "	You'll ask me, why I rather choose to have" & @CRLF & _
                "	A weight of carrion flesh than to receive" & @CRLF & _
                "	Three thousand ducats: I'll not answer that:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, say, it is my humour: is it answer'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What if my house be troubled with a rat" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I be pleased to give ten thousand ducats" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have it baned? What, are you answer'd yet?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some men there are love not a gaping pig;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some, that are mad if they behold a cat;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And others, when the bagpipe sings i' the nose," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot contain their urine: for affection," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mistress of passion, sways it to the mood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what it likes or loathes. Now, for your answer:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As there is no firm reason to be render'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why he cannot abide a gaping pig;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why he, a harmless necessary cat;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why he, a woollen bagpipe; but of force" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must yield to such inevitable shame" & @CRLF & _
                "	As to offend, himself being offended;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So can I give no reason, nor I will not," & @CRLF & _
                "	More than a lodged hate and a certain loathing" & @CRLF & _
                "	I bear Antonio, that I follow thus" & @CRLF & _
                "	A losing suit against him. Are you answer'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	This is no answer, thou unfeeling man," & @CRLF & _
                "	To excuse the current of thy cruelty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	I am not bound to please thee with my answers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Do all men kill the things they do not love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Hates any man the thing he would not kill?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Every offence is not a hate at first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	What, wouldst thou have a serpent sting thee twice?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	I pray you, think you question with the Jew:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You may as well go stand upon the beach" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid the main flood bate his usual height;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You may as well use question with the wolf" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why he hath made the ewe bleat for the lamb;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You may as well forbid the mountain pines" & @CRLF & _
                "	To wag their high tops and to make no noise," & @CRLF & _
                "	When they are fretten with the gusts of heaven;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You may as well do anything most hard," & @CRLF & _
                "	As seek to soften that--than which what's harder?--" & @CRLF & _
                "	His Jewish heart: therefore, I do beseech you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make no more offers, use no farther means," & @CRLF & _
                "	But with all brief and plain conveniency" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me have judgment and the Jew his will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	For thy three thousand ducats here is six." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	What judgment shall I dread, doing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were in six parts and every part a ducat," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not draw them; I would have my bond." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	How shalt thou hope for mercy, rendering none?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	What judgment shall I dread, doing no wrong?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have among you many a purchased slave," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, like your asses and your dogs and mules," & @CRLF & _
                "	You use in abject and in slavish parts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because you bought them: shall I say to you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let them be free, marry them to your heirs?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why sweat they under burthens? let their beds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be made as soft as yours and let their palates" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be season'd with such viands? You will answer" & @CRLF & _
                "	'The slaves are ours:' so do I answer you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The pound of flesh, which I demand of him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is dearly bought; 'tis mine and I will have it." & @CRLF & _
                "	If you deny me, fie upon your law!" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no force in the decrees of Venice." & @CRLF & _
                "	I stand for judgment: answer; shall I have it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Upon my power I may dismiss this court," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless Bellario, a learned doctor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom I have sent for to determine this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come here to-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SALERIO	                  My lord, here stays without" & @CRLF & _
                "	A messenger with letters from the doctor," & @CRLF & _
                "	New come from Padua." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Bring us the letter; call the messenger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Good cheer, Antonio! What, man, courage yet!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Jew shall have my flesh, blood, bones and all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere thou shalt lose for me one drop of blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	I am a tainted wether of the flock," & @CRLF & _
                "	Meetest for death: the weakest kind of fruit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Drops earliest to the ground; and so let me" & @CRLF & _
                "	You cannot better be employ'd, Bassanio," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than to live still and write mine epitaph." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter NERISSA, dressed like a lawyer's clerk]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Came you from Padua, from Bellario?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	From both, my lord. Bellario greets your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Presenting a letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Why dost thou whet thy knife so earnestly?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	To cut the forfeiture from that bankrupt there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Not on thy sole, but on thy soul, harsh Jew," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou makest thy knife keen; but no metal can," & @CRLF & _
                "	No, not the hangman's axe, bear half the keenness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thy sharp envy. Can no prayers pierce thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	No, none that thou hast wit enough to make." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	O, be thou damn'd, inexecrable dog!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for thy life let justice be accused." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou almost makest me waver in my faith" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hold opinion with Pythagoras," & @CRLF & _
                "	That souls of animals infuse themselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the trunks of men: thy currish spirit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Govern'd a wolf, who, hang'd for human slaughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even from the gallows did his fell soul fleet," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, whilst thou lay'st in thy unhallow'd dam," & @CRLF & _
                "	Infused itself in thee; for thy desires" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are wolvish, bloody, starved and ravenous." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Till thou canst rail the seal from off my bond," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou but offend'st thy lungs to speak so loud:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Repair thy wit, good youth, or it will fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	To cureless ruin. I stand here for law." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	This letter from Bellario doth commend" & @CRLF & _
                "	A young and learned doctor to our court." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	                  He attendeth here hard by," & @CRLF & _
                "	To know your answer, whether you'll admit him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	With all my heart. Some three or four of you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go give him courteous conduct to this place." & @CRLF & _
                "	Meantime the court shall hear Bellario's letter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clerk	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your grace shall understand that at the receipt of" & @CRLF & _
                "	your letter I am very sick: but in the instant that" & @CRLF & _
                "	your messenger came, in loving visitation was with" & @CRLF & _
                "	me a young doctor of Rome; his name is Balthasar. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	acquainted him with the cause in controversy between" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Jew and Antonio the merchant: we turned o'er" & @CRLF & _
                "	many books together: he is furnished with my" & @CRLF & _
                "	opinion; which, bettered with his own learning, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	greatness whereof I cannot enough commend, comes" & @CRLF & _
                "	with him, at my importunity, to fill up your grace's" & @CRLF & _
                "	request in my stead. I beseech you, let his lack of" & @CRLF & _
                "	years be no impediment to let him lack a reverend" & @CRLF & _
                "	estimation; for I never knew so young a body with so" & @CRLF & _
                "	old a head. I leave him to your gracious" & @CRLF & _
                "	acceptance, whose trial shall better publish his" & @CRLF & _
                "	commendation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	You hear the learn'd Bellario, what he writes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here, I take it, is the doctor come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PORTIA, dressed like a doctor of laws]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me your hand. Come you from old Bellario?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	I did, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	                  You are welcome: take your place." & @CRLF & _
                "	Are you acquainted with the difference" & @CRLF & _
                "	That holds this present question in the court?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	I am informed thoroughly of the cause." & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is the merchant here, and which the Jew?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Antonio and old Shylock, both stand forth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Is your name Shylock?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Shylock is my name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Of a strange nature is the suit you follow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet in such rule that the Venetian law" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot impugn you as you do proceed." & @CRLF & _
                "	You stand within his danger, do you not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Ay, so he says." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	                  Do you confess the bond?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	I do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	    Then must the Jew be merciful." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	On what compulsion must I? tell me that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	The quality of mercy is not strain'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the place beneath: it is twice blest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It blesseth him that gives and him that takes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes" & @CRLF & _
                "	The throned monarch better than his crown;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His sceptre shows the force of temporal power," & @CRLF & _
                "	The attribute to awe and majesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But mercy is above this sceptred sway;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is enthroned in the hearts of kings," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is an attribute to God himself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And earthly power doth then show likest God's" & @CRLF & _
                "	When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though justice be thy plea, consider this," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, in the course of justice, none of us" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that same prayer doth teach us all to render" & @CRLF & _
                "	The deeds of mercy. I have spoke thus much" & @CRLF & _
                "	To mitigate the justice of thy plea;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which if thou follow, this strict court of Venice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must needs give sentence 'gainst the merchant there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	My deeds upon my head! I crave the law," & @CRLF & _
                "	The penalty and forfeit of my bond." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Is he not able to discharge the money?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Yes, here I tender it for him in the court;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, twice the sum: if that will not suffice," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er," & @CRLF & _
                "	On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If this will not suffice, it must appear" & @CRLF & _
                "	That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wrest once the law to your authority:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do a great right, do a little wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "	And curb this cruel devil of his will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	It must not be; there is no power in Venice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can alter a decree established:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twill be recorded for a precedent," & @CRLF & _
                "	And many an error by the same example" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will rush into the state: it cannot be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	A Daniel come to judgment! yea, a Daniel!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O wise young judge, how I do honour thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	I pray you, let me look upon the bond." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Here 'tis, most reverend doctor, here it is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Shylock, there's thrice thy money offer'd thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	An oath, an oath, I have an oath in heaven:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I lay perjury upon my soul?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, not for Venice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Why, this bond is forfeit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And lawfully by this the Jew may claim" & @CRLF & _
                "	A pound of flesh, to be by him cut off" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nearest the merchant's heart. Be merciful:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take thrice thy money; bid me tear the bond." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	When it is paid according to the tenor." & @CRLF & _
                "	It doth appear you are a worthy judge;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You know the law, your exposition" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath been most sound: I charge you by the law," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereof you are a well-deserving pillar," & @CRLF & _
                "	Proceed to judgment: by my soul I swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no power in the tongue of man" & @CRLF & _
                "	To alter me: I stay here on my bond." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Most heartily I do beseech the court" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give the judgment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Why then, thus it is:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You must prepare your bosom for his knife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	O noble judge! O excellent young man!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	For the intent and purpose of the law" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath full relation to the penalty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which here appeareth due upon the bond." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	'Tis very true: O wise and upright judge!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How much more elder art thou than thy looks!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Therefore lay bare your bosom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Ay, his breast:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So says the bond: doth it not, noble judge?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Nearest his heart:' those are the very words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	It is so. Are there balance here to weigh" & @CRLF & _
                "	The flesh?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	         I have them ready." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Have by some surgeon, Shylock, on your charge," & @CRLF & _
                "	To stop his wounds, lest he do bleed to death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Is it so nominated in the bond?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	It is not so express'd: but what of that?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twere good you do so much for charity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	I cannot find it; 'tis not in the bond." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	You, merchant, have you any thing to say?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	But little: I am arm'd and well prepared." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me your hand, Bassanio: fare you well!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Grieve not that I am fallen to this for you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For herein Fortune shows herself more kind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than is her custom: it is still her use" & @CRLF & _
                "	To let the wretched man outlive his wealth," & @CRLF & _
                "	To view with hollow eye and wrinkled brow" & @CRLF & _
                "	An age of poverty; from which lingering penance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of such misery doth she cut me off." & @CRLF & _
                "	Commend me to your honourable wife:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell her the process of Antonio's end;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say how I loved you, speak me fair in death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, when the tale is told, bid her be judge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether Bassanio had not once a love." & @CRLF & _
                "	Repent but you that you shall lose your friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he repents not that he pays your debt;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For if the Jew do cut but deep enough," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll pay it presently with all my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Antonio, I am married to a wife" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is as dear to me as life itself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But life itself, my wife, and all the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are not with me esteem'd above thy life:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would lose all, ay, sacrifice them all" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here to this devil, to deliver you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Your wife would give you little thanks for that," & @CRLF & _
                "	If she were by, to hear you make the offer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	I have a wife, whom, I protest, I love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would she were in heaven, so she could" & @CRLF & _
                "	Entreat some power to change this currish Jew." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	'Tis well you offer it behind her back;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The wish would make else an unquiet house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	These be the Christian husbands. I have a daughter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would any of the stock of Barrabas" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had been her husband rather than a Christian!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	We trifle time: I pray thee, pursue sentence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	A pound of that same merchant's flesh is thine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The court awards it, and the law doth give it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Most rightful judge!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	And you must cut this flesh from off his breast:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The law allows it, and the court awards it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Most learned judge! A sentence! Come, prepare!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Tarry a little; there is something else." & @CRLF & _
                "	This bond doth give thee here no jot of blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The words expressly are 'a pound of flesh:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take then thy bond, take thou thy pound of flesh;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, in the cutting it, if thou dost shed" & @CRLF & _
                "	One drop of Christian blood, thy lands and goods" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are, by the laws of Venice, confiscate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the state of Venice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	O upright judge! Mark, Jew: O learned judge!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Is that the law?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	                  Thyself shalt see the act:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, as thou urgest justice, be assured" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt have justice, more than thou desirest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	O learned judge! Mark, Jew: a learned judge!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	I take this offer, then; pay the bond thrice" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let the Christian go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Here is the money." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Soft!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Jew shall have all justice; soft! no haste:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall have nothing but the penalty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	O Jew! an upright judge, a learned judge!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Therefore prepare thee to cut off the flesh." & @CRLF & _
                "	Shed thou no blood, nor cut thou less nor more" & @CRLF & _
                "	But just a pound of flesh: if thou cut'st more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or less than a just pound, be it but so much" & @CRLF & _
                "	As makes it light or heavy in the substance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or the division of the twentieth part" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of one poor scruple, nay, if the scale do turn" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in the estimation of a hair," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou diest and all thy goods are confiscate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	A second Daniel, a Daniel, Jew!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, infidel, I have you on the hip." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Why doth the Jew pause? take thy forfeiture." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Give me my principal, and let me go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	I have it ready for thee; here it is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	He hath refused it in the open court:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall have merely justice and his bond." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	A Daniel, still say I, a second Daniel!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Shall I not have barely my principal?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Thou shalt have nothing but the forfeiture," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be so taken at thy peril, Jew." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Why, then the devil give him good of it!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll stay no longer question." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Tarry, Jew:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The law hath yet another hold on you." & @CRLF & _
                "	It is enacted in the laws of Venice," & @CRLF & _
                "	If it be proved against an alien" & @CRLF & _
                "	That by direct or indirect attempts" & @CRLF & _
                "	He seek the life of any citizen," & @CRLF & _
                "	The party 'gainst the which he doth contrive" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall seize one half his goods; the other half" & @CRLF & _
                "	Comes to the privy coffer of the state;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the offender's life lies in the mercy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the duke only, 'gainst all other voice." & @CRLF & _
                "	In which predicament, I say, thou stand'st;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For it appears, by manifest proceeding," & @CRLF & _
                "	That indirectly and directly too" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast contrived against the very life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the defendant; and thou hast incurr'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The danger formerly by me rehearsed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Down therefore and beg mercy of the duke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Beg that thou mayst have leave to hang thyself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet, thy wealth being forfeit to the state," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast not left the value of a cord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore thou must be hang'd at the state's charge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	That thou shalt see the difference of our spirits," & @CRLF & _
                "	I pardon thee thy life before thou ask it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For half thy wealth, it is Antonio's;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The other half comes to the general state," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which humbleness may drive unto a fine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Ay, for the state, not for Antonio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	Nay, take my life and all; pardon not that:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You take my house when you do take the prop" & @CRLF & _
                "	That doth sustain my house; you take my life" & @CRLF & _
                "	When you do take the means whereby I live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	What mercy can you render him, Antonio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	A halter gratis; nothing else, for God's sake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	So please my lord the duke and all the court" & @CRLF & _
                "	To quit the fine for one half of his goods," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am content; so he will let me have" & @CRLF & _
                "	The other half in use, to render it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon his death, unto the gentleman" & @CRLF & _
                "	That lately stole his daughter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two things provided more, that, for this favour," & @CRLF & _
                "	He presently become a Christian;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The other, that he do record a gift," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here in the court, of all he dies possess'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto his son Lorenzo and his daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	He shall do this, or else I do recant" & @CRLF & _
                "	The pardon that I late pronounced here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Art thou contented, Jew? what dost thou say?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	I am content." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	                  Clerk, draw a deed of gift." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHYLOCK	I pray you, give me leave to go from hence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not well: send the deed after me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will sign it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Get thee gone, but do it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	In christening shalt thou have two god-fathers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had I been judge, thou shouldst have had ten more," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bring thee to the gallows, not the font." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit SHYLOCK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Sir, I entreat you home with me to dinner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	I humbly do desire your grace of pardon:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must away this night toward Padua," & @CRLF & _
                "	And it is meet I presently set forth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	I am sorry that your leisure serves you not." & @CRLF & _
                "	Antonio, gratify this gentleman," & @CRLF & _
                "	For, in my mind, you are much bound to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Duke and his train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Most worthy gentleman, I and my friend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have by your wisdom been this day acquitted" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of grievous penalties; in lieu whereof," & @CRLF & _
                "	Three thousand ducats, due unto the Jew," & @CRLF & _
                "	We freely cope your courteous pains withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	And stand indebted, over and above," & @CRLF & _
                "	In love and service to you evermore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	He is well paid that is well satisfied;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I, delivering you, am satisfied" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therein do account myself well paid:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My mind was never yet more mercenary." & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you, know me when we meet again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I wish you well, and so I take my leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Dear sir, of force I must attempt you further:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take some remembrance of us, as a tribute," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not as a fee: grant me two things, I pray you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not to deny me, and to pardon me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	You press me far, and therefore I will yield." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To ANTONIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me your gloves, I'll wear them for your sake;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To BASSANIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for your love, I'll take this ring from you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not draw back your hand; I'll take no more;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you in love shall not deny me this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	This ring, good sir, alas, it is a trifle!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not shame myself to give you this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	I will have nothing else but only this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now methinks I have a mind to it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	There's more depends on this than on the value." & @CRLF & _
                "	The dearest ring in Venice will I give you," & @CRLF & _
                "	And find it out by proclamation:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only for this, I pray you, pardon me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	I see, sir, you are liberal in offers" & @CRLF & _
                "	You taught me first to beg; and now methinks" & @CRLF & _
                "	You teach me how a beggar should be answer'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Good sir, this ring was given me by my wife;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when she put it on, she made me vow" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I should neither sell nor give nor lose it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	That 'scuse serves many men to save their gifts." & @CRLF & _
                "	An if your wife be not a mad-woman," & @CRLF & _
                "	And know how well I have deserved the ring," & @CRLF & _
                "	She would not hold out enemy for ever," & @CRLF & _
                "	For giving it to me. Well, peace be with you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Portia and Nerissa]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	My Lord Bassanio, let him have the ring:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let his deservings and my love withal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be valued against your wife's commandment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Go, Gratiano, run and overtake him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give him the ring, and bring him, if thou canst," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto Antonio's house: away! make haste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Gratiano]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, you and I will thither presently;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the morning early will we both" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fly toward Belmont: come, Antonio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERCHANT OF VENICE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PORTIA and NERISSA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Inquire the Jew's house out, give him this deed" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let him sign it: we'll away to-night" & @CRLF & _
                "	And be a day before our husbands home:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This deed will be well welcome to Lorenzo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GRATIANO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Fair sir, you are well o'erta'en" & @CRLF & _
                "	My Lord Bassanio upon more advice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath sent you here this ring, and doth entreat" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your company at dinner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	That cannot be:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His ring I do accept most thankfully:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so, I pray you, tell him: furthermore," & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you, show my youth old Shylock's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	That will I do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	                  Sir, I would speak with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside to PORTIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll see if I can get my husband's ring," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I did make him swear to keep for ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	[Aside to NERISSA]  Thou mayst, I warrant." & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall have old swearing" & @CRLF & _
                "	That they did give the rings away to men;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But we'll outface them, and outswear them too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aloud]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Away! make haste: thou knowist where I will tarry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	Come, good sir, will you show me to this house?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERCHANT OF VENICE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Belmont. Avenue to PORTIA'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LORENZO and JESSICA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	The moon shines bright: in such a night as this," & @CRLF & _
                "	When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees" & @CRLF & _
                "	And they did make no noise, in such a night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Troilus methinks mounted the Troyan walls" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where Cressid lay that night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	In such a night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did Thisbe fearfully o'ertrip the dew" & @CRLF & _
                "	And saw the lion's shadow ere himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ran dismay'd away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	In such a night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stood Dido with a willow in her hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the wild sea banks and waft her love" & @CRLF & _
                "	To come again to Carthage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	In such a night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Medea gather'd the enchanted herbs" & @CRLF & _
                "	That did renew old AEson." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	In such a night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did Jessica steal from the wealthy Jew" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with an unthrift love did run from Venice" & @CRLF & _
                "	As far as Belmont." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	                  In such a night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did young Lorenzo swear he loved her well," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stealing her soul with many vows of faith" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ne'er a true one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	In such a night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did pretty Jessica, like a little shrew," & @CRLF & _
                "	Slander her love, and he forgave it her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	I would out-night you, did no body come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, hark, I hear the footing of a man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter STEPHANO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	Who comes so fast in silence of the night?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	A friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	A friend! what friend? your name, I pray you, friend?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Stephano is my name; and I bring word" & @CRLF & _
                "	My mistress will before the break of day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be here at Belmont; she doth stray about" & @CRLF & _
                "	By holy crosses, where she kneels and prays" & @CRLF & _
                "	For happy wedlock hours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	Who comes with her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	None but a holy hermit and her maid." & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you, is my master yet return'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	He is not, nor we have not heard from him." & @CRLF & _
                "	But go we in, I pray thee, Jessica," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ceremoniously let us prepare" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some welcome for the mistress of the house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LAUNCELOT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Sola, sola! wo ha, ho! sola, sola!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	Who calls?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Sola! did you see Master Lorenzo?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Master Lorenzo, sola, sola!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	Leave hollaing, man: here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Sola! where? where?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	Here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCELOT	Tell him there's a post come from my master, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	his horn full of good news: my master will be here" & @CRLF & _
                "	ere morning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	Sweet soul, let's in, and there expect their coming." & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet no matter: why should we go in?" & @CRLF & _
                "	My friend Stephano, signify, I pray you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Within the house, your mistress is at hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring your music forth into the air." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Stephano]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here will we sit and let the sounds of music" & @CRLF & _
                "	Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Become the touches of sweet harmony." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in his motion like an angel sings," & @CRLF & _
                "	Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such harmony is in immortal souls;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But whilst this muddy vesture of decay" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Musicians]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, ho! and wake Diana with a hymn!" & @CRLF & _
                "	With sweetest touches pierce your mistress' ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	And draw her home with music." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JESSICA	I am never merry when I hear sweet music." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	The reason is, your spirits are attentive:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For do but note a wild and wanton herd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or race of youthful and unhandled colts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fetching mad bounds, bellowing and neighing loud," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is the hot condition of their blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If they but hear perchance a trumpet sound," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or any air of music touch their ears," & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall perceive them make a mutual stand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their savage eyes turn'd to a modest gaze" & @CRLF & _
                "	By the sweet power of music: therefore the poet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones and floods;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since nought so stockish, hard and full of rage," & @CRLF & _
                "	But music for the time doth change his nature." & @CRLF & _
                "	The man that hath no music in himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The motions of his spirit are dull as night" & @CRLF & _
                "	And his affections dark as Erebus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let no such man be trusted. Mark the music." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PORTIA and NERISSA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	That light we see is burning in my hall." & @CRLF & _
                "	How far that little candle throws his beams!" & @CRLF & _
                "	So shines a good deed in a naughty world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	When the moon shone, we did not see the candle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	So doth the greater glory dim the less:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A substitute shines brightly as a king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the king be by, and then his state" & @CRLF & _
                "	Empties itself, as doth an inland brook" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the main of waters. Music! hark!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	It is your music, madam, of the house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Nothing is good, I see, without respect:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks it sounds much sweeter than by day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	Silence bestows that virtue on it, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark," & @CRLF & _
                "	When neither is attended, and I think" & @CRLF & _
                "	The nightingale, if she should sing by day," & @CRLF & _
                "	When every goose is cackling, would be thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	No better a musician than the wren." & @CRLF & _
                "	How many things by season season'd are" & @CRLF & _
                "	To their right praise and true perfection!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Peace, ho! the moon sleeps with Endymion" & @CRLF & _
                "	And would not be awaked." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music ceases]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	That is the voice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I am much deceived, of Portia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	He knows me as the blind man knows the cuckoo," & @CRLF & _
                "	By the bad voice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	                  Dear lady, welcome home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	We have been praying for our husbands' healths," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which speed, we hope, the better for our words." & @CRLF & _
                "	Are they return'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	                  Madam, they are not yet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But there is come a messenger before," & @CRLF & _
                "	To signify their coming." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Go in, Nerissa;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give order to my servants that they take" & @CRLF & _
                "	No note at all of our being absent hence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor you, Lorenzo; Jessica, nor you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A tucket sounds]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	Your husband is at hand; I hear his trumpet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We are no tell-tales, madam; fear you not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	This night methinks is but the daylight sick;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It looks a little paler: 'tis a day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such as the day is when the sun is hid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BASSANIO, ANTONIO, GRATIANO, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	their followers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	We should hold day with the Antipodes," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you would walk in absence of the sun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Let me give light, but let me not be light;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For a light wife doth make a heavy husband," & @CRLF & _
                "	And never be Bassanio so for me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But God sort all! You are welcome home, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	I thank you, madam. Give welcome to my friend." & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the man, this is Antonio," & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom I am so infinitely bound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	You should in all sense be much bound to him." & @CRLF & _
                "	For, as I hear, he was much bound for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	No more than I am well acquitted of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Sir, you are very welcome to our house:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It must appear in other ways than words," & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore I scant this breathing courtesy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	[To NERISSA]  By yonder moon I swear you do me wrong;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In faith, I gave it to the judge's clerk:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would he were gelt that had it, for my part," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since you do take it, love, so much at heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	A quarrel, ho, already! what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	About a hoop of gold, a paltry ring" & @CRLF & _
                "	That she did give me, whose posy was" & @CRLF & _
                "	For all the world like cutler's poetry" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a knife, 'Love me, and leave me not.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	What talk you of the posy or the value?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You swore to me, when I did give it you," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you would wear it till your hour of death" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that it should lie with you in your grave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though not for me, yet for your vehement oaths," & @CRLF & _
                "	You should have been respective and have kept it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Gave it a judge's clerk! no, God's my judge," & @CRLF & _
                "	The clerk will ne'er wear hair on's face that had it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	He will, an if he live to be a man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	Ay, if a woman live to be a man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Now, by this hand, I gave it to a youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	A kind of boy, a little scrubbed boy," & @CRLF & _
                "	No higher than thyself; the judge's clerk," & @CRLF & _
                "	A prating boy, that begg'd it as a fee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I could not for my heart deny it him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	You were to blame, I must be plain with you," & @CRLF & _
                "	To part so slightly with your wife's first gift:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thing stuck on with oaths upon your finger" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so riveted with faith unto your flesh." & @CRLF & _
                "	I gave my love a ring and made him swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never to part with it; and here he stands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I dare be sworn for him he would not leave it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor pluck it from his finger, for the wealth" & @CRLF & _
                "	That the world masters. Now, in faith, Gratiano," & @CRLF & _
                "	You give your wife too unkind a cause of grief:" & @CRLF & _
                "	An 'twere to me, I should be mad at it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	[Aside]  Why, I were best to cut my left hand off" & @CRLF & _
                "	And swear I lost the ring defending it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	My Lord Bassanio gave his ring away" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the judge that begg'd it and indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deserved it too; and then the boy, his clerk," & @CRLF & _
                "	That took some pains in writing, he begg'd mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And neither man nor master would take aught" & @CRLF & _
                "	But the two rings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	What ring gave you my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not that, I hope, which you received of me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	If I could add a lie unto a fault," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would deny it; but you see my finger" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath not the ring upon it; it is gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Even so void is your false heart of truth." & @CRLF & _
                "	By heaven, I will ne'er come in your bed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Until I see the ring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	Nor I in yours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till I again see mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Sweet Portia," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you did know to whom I gave the ring," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you did know for whom I gave the ring" & @CRLF & _
                "	And would conceive for what I gave the ring" & @CRLF & _
                "	And how unwillingly I left the ring," & @CRLF & _
                "	When nought would be accepted but the ring," & @CRLF & _
                "	You would abate the strength of your displeasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	If you had known the virtue of the ring," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or half her worthiness that gave the ring," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or your own honour to contain the ring," & @CRLF & _
                "	You would not then have parted with the ring." & @CRLF & _
                "	What man is there so much unreasonable," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you had pleased to have defended it" & @CRLF & _
                "	With any terms of zeal, wanted the modesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	To urge the thing held as a ceremony?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nerissa teaches me what to believe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll die for't but some woman had the ring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	No, by my honour, madam, by my soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	No woman had it, but a civil doctor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which did refuse three thousand ducats of me" & @CRLF & _
                "	And begg'd the ring; the which I did deny him" & @CRLF & _
                "	And suffer'd him to go displeased away;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even he that did uphold the very life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my dear friend. What should I say, sweet lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I was enforced to send it after him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I was beset with shame and courtesy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My honour would not let ingratitude" & @CRLF & _
                "	So much besmear it. Pardon me, good lady;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, by these blessed candles of the night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had you been there, I think you would have begg'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ring of me to give the worthy doctor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Let not that doctor e'er come near my house:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since he hath got the jewel that I loved," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that which you did swear to keep for me," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will become as liberal as you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll not deny him any thing I have," & @CRLF & _
                "	No, not my body nor my husband's bed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Know him I shall, I am well sure of it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lie not a night from home; watch me like Argus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you do not, if I be left alone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, by mine honour, which is yet mine own," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll have that doctor for my bedfellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	And I his clerk; therefore be well advised" & @CRLF & _
                "	How you do leave me to mine own protection." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Well, do you so; let not me take him, then;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For if I do, I'll mar the young clerk's pen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	I am the unhappy subject of these quarrels." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Sir, grieve not you; you are welcome notwithstanding." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Portia, forgive me this enforced wrong;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in the hearing of these many friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	I swear to thee, even by thine own fair eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein I see myself--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Mark you but that!" & @CRLF & _
                "	In both my eyes he doubly sees himself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In each eye, one: swear by your double self," & @CRLF & _
                "	And there's an oath of credit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Nay, but hear me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pardon this fault, and by my soul I swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	I never more will break an oath with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	I once did lend my body for his wealth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, but for him that had your husband's ring," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had quite miscarried: I dare be bound again," & @CRLF & _
                "	My soul upon the forfeit, that your lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will never more break faith advisedly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Then you shall be his surety. Give him this" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid him keep it better than the other." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Here, Lord Bassanio; swear to keep this ring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	By heaven, it is the same I gave the doctor!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	I had it of him: pardon me, Bassanio;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, by this ring, the doctor lay with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	And pardon me, my gentle Gratiano;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For that same scrubbed boy, the doctor's clerk," & @CRLF & _
                "	In lieu of this last night did lie with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Why, this is like the mending of highways" & @CRLF & _
                "	In summer, where the ways are fair enough:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, are we cuckolds ere we have deserved it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	Speak not so grossly. You are all amazed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is a letter; read it at your leisure;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It comes from Padua, from Bellario:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There you shall find that Portia was the doctor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nerissa there her clerk: Lorenzo here" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall witness I set forth as soon as you" & @CRLF & _
                "	And even but now return'd; I have not yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Enter'd my house. Antonio, you are welcome;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I have better news in store for you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than you expect: unseal this letter soon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There you shall find three of your argosies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are richly come to harbour suddenly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall not know by what strange accident" & @CRLF & _
                "	I chanced on this letter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	I am dumb." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Were you the doctor and I knew you not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Were you the clerk that is to make me cuckold?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	Ay, but the clerk that never means to do it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless he live until he be a man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSANIO	Sweet doctor, you shall be my bed-fellow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I am absent, then lie with my wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Sweet lady, you have given me life and living;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For here I read for certain that my ships" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are safely come to road." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	How now, Lorenzo!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My clerk hath some good comforts too for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NERISSA	Ay, and I'll give them him without a fee." & @CRLF & _
                "	There do I give to you and Jessica," & @CRLF & _
                "	From the rich Jew, a special deed of gift," & @CRLF & _
                "	After his death, of all he dies possess'd of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LORENZO	Fair ladies, you drop manna in the way" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of starved people." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PORTIA	                  It is almost morning," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet I am sure you are not satisfied" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of these events at full. Let us go in;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And charge us there upon inter'gatories," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we will answer all things faithfully." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Let it be so: the first inter'gatory" & @CRLF & _
                "	That my Nerissa shall be sworn on is," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether till the next night she had rather stay," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or go to bed now, being two hours to day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But were the day come, I should wish it dark," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I were couching with the doctor's clerk." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, while I live I'll fear no other thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	So sore as keeping safe Nerissa's ring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR JOHN FALSTAFF	(FALSTAFF:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FENTON	a gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	a country justice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	cousin to Shallow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  two gentlemen dwelling at Windsor." & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM PAGE	a boy, son to Page." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	a Welsh parson." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	a French physician." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Host of the Garter Inn. (Host:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	|  sharpers attending on Falstaff." & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROBIN	page to Falstaff." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	servant to Slender." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RUGBY	servant to Doctor Caius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE PAGE	her daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	servant to Doctor Caius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Servants to Page, Ford, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "	(Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Windsor, and the neighbourhood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Windsor. Before PAGE's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SHALLOW, SLENDER, and SIR HUGH EVANS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Sir Hugh, persuade me not; I will make a Star-" & @CRLF & _
                "	chamber matter of it: if he were twenty Sir John" & @CRLF & _
                "	Falstaffs, he shall not abuse Robert Shallow, esquire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	In the county of Gloucester, justice of peace and" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Coram.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Ay, cousin Slender, and 'Custalourum." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	Ay, and 'Rato-lorum' too; and a gentleman born," & @CRLF & _
                "	master parson; who writes himself 'Armigero,' in any" & @CRLF & _
                "	bill, warrant, quittance, or obligation, 'Armigero.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Ay, that I do; and have done any time these three" & @CRLF & _
                "	hundred years." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	All his successors gone before him hath done't; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	all his ancestors that come after him may: they may" & @CRLF & _
                "	give the dozen white luces in their coat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	It is an old coat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	The dozen white louses do become an old coat well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	it agrees well, passant; it is a familiar beast to" & @CRLF & _
                "	man, and signifies love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	The luce is the fresh fish; the salt fish is an old coat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	I may quarter, coz." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	You may, by marrying." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	It is marring indeed, if he quarter it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Not a whit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Yes, py'r lady; if he has a quarter of your coat," & @CRLF & _
                "	there is but three skirts for yourself, in my" & @CRLF & _
                "	simple conjectures: but that is all one. If Sir" & @CRLF & _
                "	John Falstaff have committed disparagements unto" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, I am of the church, and will be glad to do my" & @CRLF & _
                "	benevolence to make atonements and compremises" & @CRLF & _
                "	between you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	The council shall bear it; it is a riot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	It is not meet the council hear a riot; there is no" & @CRLF & _
                "	fear of Got in a riot: the council, look you, shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	desire to hear the fear of Got, and not to hear a" & @CRLF & _
                "	riot; take your vizaments in that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Ha! o' my life, if I were young again, the sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	should end it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	It is petter that friends is the sword, and end it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	and there is also another device in my prain, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	peradventure prings goot discretions with it: there" & @CRLF & _
                "	is Anne Page, which is daughter to Master Thomas" & @CRLF & _
                "	Page, which is pretty virginity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	Mistress Anne Page? She has brown hair, and speaks" & @CRLF & _
                "	small like a woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	It is that fery person for all the orld, as just as" & @CRLF & _
                "	you will desire; and seven hundred pounds of moneys," & @CRLF & _
                "	and gold and silver, is her grandsire upon his" & @CRLF & _
                "	death's-bed--Got deliver to a joyful resurrections!" & @CRLF & _
                "	--give, when she is able to overtake seventeen years" & @CRLF & _
                "	old: it were a goot motion if we leave our pribbles" & @CRLF & _
                "	and prabbles, and desire a marriage between Master" & @CRLF & _
                "	Abraham and Mistress Anne Page." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	Did her grandsire leave her seven hundred pound?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Ay, and her father is make her a petter penny." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	I know the young gentlewoman; she has good gifts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Seven hundred pounds and possibilities is goot gifts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Well, let us see honest Master Page. Is Falstaff there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Shall I tell you a lie? I do despise a liar as I do" & @CRLF & _
                "	despise one that is false, or as I despise one that" & @CRLF & _
                "	is not true. The knight, Sir John, is there; and, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	beseech you, be ruled by your well-willers. I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	peat the door for Master Page." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocks]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, hoa! Got pless your house here!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	[Within]  Who's there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PAGE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Here is Got's plessing, and your friend, and Justice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shallow; and here young Master Slender, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	peradventures shall tell you another tale, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	matters grow to your likings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	I am glad to see your worships well." & @CRLF & _
                "	I thank you for my venison, Master Shallow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Master Page, I am glad to see you: much good do it" & @CRLF & _
                "	your good heart! I wished your venison better; it" & @CRLF & _
                "	was ill killed. How doth good Mistress Page?--and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	thank you always with my heart, la! with my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Sir, I thank you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Sir, I thank you; by yea and no, I do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	I am glad to see you, good Master Slender." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	How does your fallow greyhound, sir? I heard say he" & @CRLF & _
                "	was outrun on Cotsall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	It could not be judged, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	You'll not confess, you'll not confess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	That he will not. 'Tis your fault, 'tis your fault;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'tis a good dog." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	A cur, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Sir, he's a good dog, and a fair dog: can there be" & @CRLF & _
                "	more said? he is good and fair. Is Sir John" & @CRLF & _
                "	Falstaff here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Sir, he is within; and I would I could do a good" & @CRLF & _
                "	office between you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	It is spoke as a Christians ought to speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	He hath wronged me, Master Page." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Sir, he doth in some sort confess it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	If it be confessed, it is not redress'd: is not that" & @CRLF & _
                "	so, Master Page? He hath wronged me; indeed he" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath, at a word, he hath, believe me: Robert" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shallow, esquire, saith, he is wronged." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Here comes Sir John." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FALSTAFF, BARDOLPH, NYM, and PISTOL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Now, Master Shallow, you'll complain of me to the king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Knight, you have beaten my men, killed my deer, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	broke open my lodge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	But not kissed your keeper's daughter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Tut, a pin! this shall be answered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I will answer it straight; I have done all this." & @CRLF & _
                "	That is now answered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	The council shall know this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	'Twere better for you if it were known in counsel:" & @CRLF & _
                "	you'll be laughed at." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Pauca verba, Sir John; goot worts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Good worts! good cabbage. Slender, I broke your" & @CRLF & _
                "	head: what matter have you against me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	Marry, sir, I have matter in my head against you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and against your cony-catching rascals, Bardolph," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nym, and Pistol." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	You Banbury cheese!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	Ay, it is no matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	How now, Mephostophilus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	Ay, it is no matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	Slice, I say! pauca, pauca: slice! that's my humour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	Where's Simple, my man? Can you tell, cousin?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Peace, I pray you. Now let us understand. There is" & @CRLF & _
                "	three umpires in this matter, as I understand; that" & @CRLF & _
                "	is, Master Page, fidelicet Master Page; and there is" & @CRLF & _
                "	myself, fidelicet myself; and the three party is," & @CRLF & _
                "	lastly and finally, mine host of the Garter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	We three, to hear it and end it between them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Fery goot: I will make a prief of it in my note-" & @CRLF & _
                "	book; and we will afterwards ork upon the cause with" & @CRLF & _
                "	as great discreetly as we can." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Pistol!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	He hears with ears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	The tevil and his tam! what phrase is this, 'He" & @CRLF & _
                "	hears with ear'? why, it is affectations." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Pistol, did you pick Master Slender's purse?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	Ay, by these gloves, did he, or I would I might" & @CRLF & _
                "	never come in mine own great chamber again else, of" & @CRLF & _
                "	seven groats in mill-sixpences, and two Edward" & @CRLF & _
                "	shovel-boards, that cost me two shilling and two" & @CRLF & _
                "	pence apiece of Yead Miller, by these gloves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Is this true, Pistol?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	No; it is false, if it is a pick-purse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Ha, thou mountain-foreigner! Sir John and Master mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	I combat challenge of this latten bilbo." & @CRLF & _
                "	Word of denial in thy labras here!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Word of denial: froth and scum, thou liest!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	By these gloves, then, 'twas he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	Be avised, sir, and pass good humours: I will say" & @CRLF & _
                "	'marry trap' with you, if you run the nuthook's" & @CRLF & _
                "	humour on me; that is the very note of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	By this hat, then, he in the red face had it; for" & @CRLF & _
                "	though I cannot remember what I did when you made me" & @CRLF & _
                "	drunk, yet I am not altogether an ass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What say you, Scarlet and John?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Why, sir, for my part I say the gentleman had drunk" & @CRLF & _
                "	himself out of his five sentences." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	It is his five senses: fie, what the ignorance is!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	And being fap, sir, was, as they say, cashiered; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	so conclusions passed the careires." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	Ay, you spake in Latin then too; but 'tis no" & @CRLF & _
                "	matter: I'll ne'er be drunk whilst I live again," & @CRLF & _
                "	but in honest, civil, godly company, for this trick:" & @CRLF & _
                "	if I be drunk, I'll be drunk with those that have" & @CRLF & _
                "	the fear of God, and not with drunken knaves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	So Got udge me, that is a virtuous mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	You hear all these matters denied, gentlemen; you hear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANNE PAGE, with wine; MISTRESS FORD" & @CRLF & _
                "	and MISTRESS PAGE, following]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Nay, daughter, carry the wine in; we'll drink within." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit ANNE PAGE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	O heaven! this is Mistress Anne Page." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	How now, Mistress Ford!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Mistress Ford, by my troth, you are very well met:" & @CRLF & _
                "	by your leave, good mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kisses her]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Wife, bid these gentlemen welcome. Come, we have a" & @CRLF & _
                "	hot venison pasty to dinner: come, gentlemen, I hope" & @CRLF & _
                "	we shall drink down all unkindness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all except SHALLOW, SLENDER, and SIR HUGH EVANS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	I had rather than forty shillings I had my Book of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Songs and Sonnets here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIMPLE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, Simple! where have you been? I must wait" & @CRLF & _
                "	on myself, must I? You have not the Book of Riddles" & @CRLF & _
                "	about you, have you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	Book of Riddles! why, did you not lend it to Alice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shortcake upon All-hallowmas last, a fortnight" & @CRLF & _
                "	afore Michaelmas?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Come, coz; come, coz; we stay for you. A word with" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, coz; marry, this, coz: there is, as 'twere, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	tender, a kind of tender, made afar off by Sir Hugh" & @CRLF & _
                "	here. Do you understand me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	Ay, sir, you shall find me reasonable; if it be so," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall do that that is reason." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Nay, but understand me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	So I do, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Give ear to his motions, Master Slender: I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	description the matter to you, if you be capacity of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	Nay, I will do as my cousin Shallow says: I pray" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, pardon me; he's a justice of peace in his" & @CRLF & _
                "	country, simple though I stand here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	But that is not the question: the question is" & @CRLF & _
                "	concerning your marriage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Ay, there's the point, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Marry, is it; the very point of it; to Mistress Anne Page." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	Why, if it be so, I will marry her upon any" & @CRLF & _
                "	reasonable demands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	But can you affection the 'oman? Let us command to" & @CRLF & _
                "	know that of your mouth or of your lips; for divers" & @CRLF & _
                "	philosophers hold that the lips is parcel of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	mouth. Therefore, precisely, can you carry your" & @CRLF & _
                "	good will to the maid?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Cousin Abraham Slender, can you love her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	I hope, sir, I will do as it shall become one that" & @CRLF & _
                "	would do reason." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Nay, Got's lords and his ladies! you must speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	possitable, if you can carry her your desires" & @CRLF & _
                "	towards her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	That you must. Will you, upon good dowry, marry her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	I will do a greater thing than that, upon your" & @CRLF & _
                "	request, cousin, in any reason." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Nay, conceive me, conceive me, sweet coz: what I do" & @CRLF & _
                "	is to pleasure you, coz. Can you love the maid?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	I will marry her, sir, at your request: but if there" & @CRLF & _
                "	be no great love in the beginning, yet heaven may" & @CRLF & _
                "	decrease it upon better acquaintance, when we are" & @CRLF & _
                "	married and have more occasion to know one another;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hope, upon familiarity will grow more contempt:" & @CRLF & _
                "	but if you say, 'Marry her,' I will marry her; that" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am freely dissolved, and dissolutely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	It is a fery discretion answer; save the fall is in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the ort 'dissolutely:' the ort is, according to our" & @CRLF & _
                "	meaning, 'resolutely:' his meaning is good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Ay, I think my cousin meant well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	Ay, or else I would I might be hanged, la!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Here comes fair Mistress Anne." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter ANNE PAGE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would I were young for your sake, Mistress Anne!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE PAGE	The dinner is on the table; my father desires your" & @CRLF & _
                "	worships' company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	I will wait on him, fair Mistress Anne." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Od's plessed will! I will not be absence at the grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt SHALLOW and SIR HUGH EVANS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE PAGE	Will't please your worship to come in, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	No, I thank you, forsooth, heartily; I am very well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE PAGE	The dinner attends you, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	I am not a-hungry, I thank you, forsooth. Go," & @CRLF & _
                "	sirrah, for all you are my man, go wait upon my" & @CRLF & _
                "	cousin Shallow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit SIMPLE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A justice of peace sometimes may be beholding to his" & @CRLF & _
                "	friend for a man. I keep but three men and a boy" & @CRLF & _
                "	yet, till my mother be dead: but what though? Yet I" & @CRLF & _
                "	live like a poor gentleman born." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE PAGE	I may not go in without your worship: they will not" & @CRLF & _
                "	sit till you come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	I' faith, I'll eat nothing; I thank you as much as" & @CRLF & _
                "	though I did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE PAGE	I pray you, sir, walk in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	I had rather walk here, I thank you. I bruised" & @CRLF & _
                "	my shin th' other day with playing at sword and" & @CRLF & _
                "	dagger with a master of fence; three veneys for a" & @CRLF & _
                "	dish of stewed prunes; and, by my troth, I cannot" & @CRLF & _
                "	abide the smell of hot meat since. Why do your" & @CRLF & _
                "	dogs bark so? be there bears i' the town?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE PAGE	I think there are, sir; I heard them talked of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	I love the sport well but I shall as soon quarrel at" & @CRLF & _
                "	it as any man in England. You are afraid, if you see" & @CRLF & _
                "	the bear loose, are you not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE PAGE	Ay, indeed, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	That's meat and drink to me, now. I have seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sackerson loose twenty times, and have taken him by" & @CRLF & _
                "	the chain; but, I warrant you, the women have so" & @CRLF & _
                "	cried and shrieked at it, that it passed: but women," & @CRLF & _
                "	indeed, cannot abide 'em; they are very ill-favored" & @CRLF & _
                "	rough things." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter PAGE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Come, gentle Master Slender, come; we stay for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	I'll eat nothing, I thank you, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	By cock and pie, you shall not choose, sir! come, come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	Nay, pray you, lead the way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Come on, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	Mistress Anne, yourself shall go first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE PAGE	Not I, sir; pray you, keep on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	I'll rather be unmannerly than troublesome." & @CRLF & _
                "	You do yourself wrong, indeed, la!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR HUGH EVANS and SIMPLE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Go your ways, and ask of Doctor Caius' house which" & @CRLF & _
                "	is the way: and there dwells one Mistress Quickly," & @CRLF & _
                "	which is in the manner of his nurse, or his dry" & @CRLF & _
                "	nurse, or his cook, or his laundry, his washer, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	his wringer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	Well, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Nay, it is petter yet. Give her this letter; for it" & @CRLF & _
                "	is a 'oman that altogether's acquaintance with" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mistress Anne Page: and the letter is, to desire" & @CRLF & _
                "	and require her to solicit your master's desires to" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mistress Anne Page. I pray you, be gone: I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	make an end of my dinner; there's pippins and cheese to come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A room in the Garter Inn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FALSTAFF, Host, BARDOLPH, NYM, PISTOL," & @CRLF & _
                "	and ROBIN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Mine host of the Garter!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	What says my bully-rook? speak scholarly and wisely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Truly, mine host, I must turn away some of my" & @CRLF & _
                "	followers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Discard, bully Hercules; cashier: let them wag; trot, trot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I sit at ten pounds a week." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Thou'rt an emperor, Caesar, Keisar, and Pheezar. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will entertain Bardolph; he shall draw, he shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	tap: said I well, bully Hector?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Do so, good mine host." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	I have spoke; let him follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me see thee froth and lime: I am at a word; follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Bardolph, follow him. A tapster is a good trade:" & @CRLF & _
                "	an old cloak makes a new jerkin; a withered" & @CRLF & _
                "	serving-man a fresh tapster. Go; adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	It is a life that I have desired: I will thrive." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	O base Hungarian wight! wilt thou the spigot wield?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	He was gotten in drink: is not the humour conceited?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I am glad I am so acquit of this tinderbox: his" & @CRLF & _
                "	thefts were too open; his filching was like an" & @CRLF & _
                "	unskilful singer; he kept not time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	The good humour is to steal at a minute's rest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	'Convey,' the wise it call. 'Steal!' foh! a fico" & @CRLF & _
                "	for the phrase!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Well, sirs, I am almost out at heels." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Why, then, let kibes ensue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	There is no remedy; I must cony-catch; I must shift." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Young ravens must have food." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Which of you know Ford of this town?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	I ken the wight: he is of substance good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	My honest lads, I will tell you what I am about." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Two yards, and more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	No quips now, Pistol! Indeed, I am in the waist two" & @CRLF & _
                "	yards about; but I am now about no waste; I am about" & @CRLF & _
                "	thrift. Briefly, I do mean to make love to Ford's" & @CRLF & _
                "	wife: I spy entertainment in her; she discourses," & @CRLF & _
                "	she carves, she gives the leer of invitation: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	can construe the action of her familiar style; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	the hardest voice of her behavior, to be Englished" & @CRLF & _
                "	rightly, is, 'I am Sir John Falstaff's.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	He hath studied her will, and translated her will," & @CRLF & _
                "	out of honesty into English." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	The anchor is deep: will that humour pass?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Now, the report goes she has all the rule of her" & @CRLF & _
                "	husband's purse: he hath a legion of angels." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	As many devils entertain; and 'To her, boy,' say I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	The humour rises; it is good: humour me the angels." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I have writ me here a letter to her: and here" & @CRLF & _
                "	another to Page's wife, who even now gave me good" & @CRLF & _
                "	eyes too, examined my parts with most judicious" & @CRLF & _
                "	oeillades; sometimes the beam of her view gilded my" & @CRLF & _
                "	foot, sometimes my portly belly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Then did the sun on dunghill shine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	I thank thee for that humour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	O, she did so course o'er my exteriors with such a" & @CRLF & _
                "	greedy intention, that the appetite of her eye did" & @CRLF & _
                "	seem to scorch me up like a burning-glass! Here's" & @CRLF & _
                "	another letter to her: she bears the purse too; she" & @CRLF & _
                "	is a region in Guiana, all gold and bounty. I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	be cheater to them both, and they shall be" & @CRLF & _
                "	exchequers to me; they shall be my East and West" & @CRLF & _
                "	Indies, and I will trade to them both. Go bear thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	this letter to Mistress Page; and thou this to" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mistress Ford: we will thrive, lads, we will thrive." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Shall I Sir Pandarus of Troy become," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by my side wear steel? then, Lucifer take all!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	I will run no base humour: here, take the" & @CRLF & _
                "	humour-letter: I will keep the havior of reputation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	[To ROBIN]  Hold, sirrah, bear you these letters tightly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sail like my pinnace to these golden shores." & @CRLF & _
                "	Rogues, hence, avaunt! vanish like hailstones, go;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Trudge, plod away o' the hoof; seek shelter, pack!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Falstaff will learn the humour of the age," & @CRLF & _
                "	French thrift, you rogues; myself and skirted page." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt FALSTAFF and ROBIN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Let vultures gripe thy guts! for gourd and fullam holds," & @CRLF & _
                "	And high and low beguiles the rich and poor:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tester I'll have in pouch when thou shalt lack," & @CRLF & _
                "	Base Phrygian Turk!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	I have operations which be humours of revenge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Wilt thou revenge?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	By welkin and her star!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	With wit or steel?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	With both the humours, I:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will discuss the humour of this love to Page." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	     And I to Ford shall eke unfold" & @CRLF & _
                "	How Falstaff, varlet vile," & @CRLF & _
                "	His dove will prove, his gold will hold," & @CRLF & _
                "	And his soft couch defile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	My humour shall not cool: I will incense Page to" & @CRLF & _
                "	deal with poison; I will possess him with" & @CRLF & _
                "	yellowness, for the revolt of mine is dangerous:" & @CRLF & _
                "	that is my true humour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Thou art the Mars of malecontents: I second thee; troop on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	A room in DOCTOR CAIUS' house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MISTRESS QUICKLY, SIMPLE, and RUGBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	What, John Rugby! I pray thee, go to the casement," & @CRLF & _
                "	and see if you can see my master, Master Doctor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Caius, coming. If he do, i' faith, and find any" & @CRLF & _
                "	body in the house, here will be an old abusing of" & @CRLF & _
                "	God's patience and the king's English." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RUGBY	I'll go watch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Go; and we'll have a posset for't soon at night, in" & @CRLF & _
                "	faith, at the latter end of a sea-coal fire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit RUGBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	An honest, willing, kind fellow, as ever servant" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall come in house withal, and, I warrant you, no" & @CRLF & _
                "	tell-tale nor no breed-bate: his worst fault is," & @CRLF & _
                "	that he is given to prayer; he is something peevish" & @CRLF & _
                "	that way: but nobody but has his fault; but let" & @CRLF & _
                "	that pass. Peter Simple, you say your name is?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	Ay, for fault of a better." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	And Master Slender's your master?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	Ay, forsooth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Does he not wear a great round beard, like a" & @CRLF & _
                "	glover's paring-knife?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	No, forsooth: he hath but a little wee face, with a" & @CRLF & _
                "	little yellow beard, a Cain-coloured beard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	A softly-sprighted man, is he not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	Ay, forsooth: but he is as tall a man of his hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	as any is between this and his head; he hath fought" & @CRLF & _
                "	with a warrener." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	How say you? O, I should remember him: does he not" & @CRLF & _
                "	hold up his head, as it were, and strut in his gait?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	Yes, indeed, does he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Well, heaven send Anne Page no worse fortune! Tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	Master Parson Evans I will do what I can for your" & @CRLF & _
                "	master: Anne is a good girl, and I wish--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter RUGBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RUGBY	Out, alas! here comes my master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	We shall all be shent. Run in here, good young man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	go into this closet: he will not stay long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Shuts SIMPLE in the closet]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, John Rugby! John! what, John, I say!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, John, go inquire for my master; I doubt" & @CRLF & _
                "	he be not well, that he comes not home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Singing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And down, down, adown-a, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DOCTOR CAIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Vat is you sing? I do not like des toys. Pray you," & @CRLF & _
                "	go and vetch me in my closet un boitier vert, a box," & @CRLF & _
                "	a green-a box: do intend vat I speak? a green-a box." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Ay, forsooth; I'll fetch it you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am glad he went not in himself: if he had found" & @CRLF & _
                "	the young man, he would have been horn-mad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Fe, fe, fe, fe! ma foi, il fait fort chaud. Je" & @CRLF & _
                "	m'en vais a la cour--la grande affaire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Is it this, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Oui; mette le au mon pocket: depeche, quickly. Vere" & @CRLF & _
                "	is dat knave Rugby?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	What, John Rugby! John!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RUGBY	Here, sir!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	You are John Rugby, and you are Jack Rugby. Come," & @CRLF & _
                "	take-a your rapier, and come after my heel to the court." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RUGBY	'Tis ready, sir, here in the porch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	By my trot, I tarry too long. Od's me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Qu'ai-j'oublie! dere is some simples in my closet," & @CRLF & _
                "	dat I vill not for the varld I shall leave behind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Ay me, he'll find the young man here, and be mad!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	O diable, diable! vat is in my closet? Villain! larron!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Pulling SIMPLE out]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rugby, my rapier!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Good master, be content." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Wherefore shall I be content-a?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	The young man is an honest man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	What shall de honest man do in my closet? dere is" & @CRLF & _
                "	no honest man dat shall come in my closet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	I beseech you, be not so phlegmatic. Hear the truth" & @CRLF & _
                "	of it: he came of an errand to me from Parson Hugh." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Vell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	Ay, forsooth; to desire her to--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Peace, I pray you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Peace-a your tongue. Speak-a your tale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	To desire this honest gentlewoman, your maid, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak a good word to Mistress Anne Page for my" & @CRLF & _
                "	master in the way of marriage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	This is all, indeed, la! but I'll ne'er put my" & @CRLF & _
                "	finger in the fire, and need not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Sir Hugh send-a you? Rugby, baille me some paper." & @CRLF & _
                "	Tarry you a little-a while." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Writes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	[Aside to SIMPLE]  I am glad he is so quiet: if he" & @CRLF & _
                "	had been thoroughly moved, you should have heard him" & @CRLF & _
                "	so loud and so melancholy. But notwithstanding," & @CRLF & _
                "	man, I'll do you your master what good I can: and" & @CRLF & _
                "	the very yea and the no is, the French doctor, my" & @CRLF & _
                "	master,--I may call him my master, look you, for I" & @CRLF & _
                "	keep his house; and I wash, wring, brew, bake," & @CRLF & _
                "	scour, dress meat and drink, make the beds and do" & @CRLF & _
                "	all myself,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	[Aside to MISTRESS QUICKLY]  'Tis a great charge to" & @CRLF & _
                "	come under one body's hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	[Aside to SIMPLE]  Are you avised o' that? you" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall find it a great charge: and to be up early" & @CRLF & _
                "	and down late; but notwithstanding,--to tell you in" & @CRLF & _
                "	your ear; I would have no words of it,--my master" & @CRLF & _
                "	himself is in love with Mistress Anne Page: but" & @CRLF & _
                "	notwithstanding that, I know Anne's mind,--that's" & @CRLF & _
                "	neither here nor there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	You jack'nape, give-a this letter to Sir Hugh; by" & @CRLF & _
                "	gar, it is a shallenge: I will cut his troat in dee" & @CRLF & _
                "	park; and I will teach a scurvy jack-a-nape priest" & @CRLF & _
                "	to meddle or make. You may be gone; it is not good" & @CRLF & _
                "	you tarry here. By gar, I will cut all his two" & @CRLF & _
                "	stones; by gar, he shall not have a stone to throw" & @CRLF & _
                "	at his dog:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit SIMPLE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Alas, he speaks but for his friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	It is no matter-a ver dat: do not you tell-a me" & @CRLF & _
                "	dat I shall have Anne Page for myself? By gar, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	vill kill de Jack priest; and I have appointed mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	host of de Jarteer to measure our weapon. By gar, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will myself have Anne Page." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Sir, the maid loves you, and all shall be well. We" & @CRLF & _
                "	must give folks leave to prate: what, the good-jer!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Rugby, come to the court with me. By gar, if I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	not Anne Page, I shall turn your head out of my" & @CRLF & _
                "	door. Follow my heels, Rugby." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt DOCTOR CAIUS and RUGBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	You shall have An fool's-head of your own. No, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	know Anne's mind for that: never a woman in Windsor" & @CRLF & _
                "	knows more of Anne's mind than I do; nor can do more" & @CRLF & _
                "	than I do with her, I thank heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FENTON	[Within]  Who's within there? ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Who's there, I trow! Come near the house, I pray you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FENTON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FENTON	How now, good woman? how dost thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	The better that it pleases your good worship to ask." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FENTON	What news? how does pretty Mistress Anne?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	In truth, sir, and she is pretty, and honest, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentle; and one that is your friend, I can tell you" & @CRLF & _
                "	that by the way; I praise heaven for it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FENTON	Shall I do any good, thinkest thou? shall I not lose my suit?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Troth, sir, all is in his hands above: but" & @CRLF & _
                "	notwithstanding, Master Fenton, I'll be sworn on a" & @CRLF & _
                "	book, she loves you. Have not your worship a wart" & @CRLF & _
                "	above your eye?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FENTON	Yes, marry, have I; what of that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Well, thereby hangs a tale: good faith, it is such" & @CRLF & _
                "	another Nan; but, I detest, an honest maid as ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	broke bread: we had an hour's talk of that wart. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall never laugh but in that maid's company! But" & @CRLF & _
                "	indeed she is given too much to allicholy and" & @CRLF & _
                "	musing: but for you--well, go to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FENTON	Well, I shall see her to-day. Hold, there's money" & @CRLF & _
                "	for thee; let me have thy voice in my behalf: if" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou seest her before me, commend me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Will I? i'faith, that we will; and I will tell your" & @CRLF & _
                "	worship more of the wart the next time we have" & @CRLF & _
                "	confidence; and of other wooers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FENTON	Well, farewell; I am in great haste now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Farewell to your worship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit FENTON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Truly, an honest gentleman: but Anne loves him not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for I know Anne's mind as well as another does. Out" & @CRLF & _
                "	upon't! what have I forgot?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Before PAGE'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MISTRESS PAGE, with a letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	What, have I scaped love-letters in the holiday-" & @CRLF & _
                "	time of my beauty, and am I now a subject for them?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me see." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Ask me no reason why I love you; for though" & @CRLF & _
                "	Love use Reason for his physician, he admits him" & @CRLF & _
                "	not for his counsellor. You are not young, no more" & @CRLF & _
                "	am I; go to then, there's sympathy: you are merry," & @CRLF & _
                "	so am I; ha, ha! then there's more sympathy: you" & @CRLF & _
                "	love sack, and so do I; would you desire better" & @CRLF & _
                "	sympathy? Let it suffice thee, Mistress Page,--at" & @CRLF & _
                "	the least, if the love of soldier can suffice,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	that I love thee. I will not say, pity me; 'tis" & @CRLF & _
                "	not a soldier-like phrase: but I say, love me. By me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thine own true knight," & @CRLF & _
                "	By day or night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or any kind of light," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all his might" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thee to fight,    JOHN FALSTAFF'" & @CRLF & _
                "	What a Herod of Jewry is this! O wicked" & @CRLF & _
                "	world! One that is well-nigh worn to pieces with" & @CRLF & _
                "	age to show himself a young gallant! What an" & @CRLF & _
                "	unweighed behavior hath this Flemish drunkard" & @CRLF & _
                "	picked--with the devil's name!--out of my" & @CRLF & _
                "	conversation, that he dares in this manner assay me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, he hath not been thrice in my company! What" & @CRLF & _
                "	should I say to him? I was then frugal of my" & @CRLF & _
                "	mirth: Heaven forgive me! Why, I'll exhibit a bill" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the parliament for the putting down of men. How" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall I be revenged on him? for revenged I will be," & @CRLF & _
                "	as sure as his guts are made of puddings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MISTRESS FORD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Mistress Page! trust me, I was going to your house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	And, trust me, I was coming to you. You look very" & @CRLF & _
                "	ill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Nay, I'll ne'er believe that; I have to show to the contrary." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Faith, but you do, in my mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Well, I do then; yet I say I could show you to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	contrary. O Mistress Page, give me some counsel!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	What's the matter, woman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	O woman, if it were not for one trifling respect, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	could come to such honour!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Hang the trifle, woman! take the honour. What is" & @CRLF & _
                "	it? dispense with trifles; what is it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	If I would but go to hell for an eternal moment or so," & @CRLF & _
                "	I could be knighted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	What? thou liest! Sir Alice Ford! These knights" & @CRLF & _
                "	will hack; and so thou shouldst not alter the" & @CRLF & _
                "	article of thy gentry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	We burn daylight: here, read, read; perceive how I" & @CRLF & _
                "	might be knighted. I shall think the worse of fat" & @CRLF & _
                "	men, as long as I have an eye to make difference of" & @CRLF & _
                "	men's liking: and yet he would not swear; praised" & @CRLF & _
                "	women's modesty; and gave such orderly and" & @CRLF & _
                "	well-behaved reproof to all uncomeliness, that I" & @CRLF & _
                "	would have sworn his disposition would have gone to" & @CRLF & _
                "	the truth of his words; but they do no more adhere" & @CRLF & _
                "	and keep place together than the Hundredth Psalm to" & @CRLF & _
                "	the tune of 'Green Sleeves.' What tempest, I trow," & @CRLF & _
                "	threw this whale, with so many tuns of oil in his" & @CRLF & _
                "	belly, ashore at Windsor? How shall I be revenged" & @CRLF & _
                "	on him? I think the best way were to entertain him" & @CRLF & _
                "	with hope, till the wicked fire of lust have melted" & @CRLF & _
                "	him in his own grease. Did you ever hear the like?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Letter for letter, but that the name of Page and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ford differs! To thy great comfort in this mystery" & @CRLF & _
                "	of ill opinions, here's the twin-brother of thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	letter: but let thine inherit first; for, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	protest, mine never shall. I warrant he hath a" & @CRLF & _
                "	thousand of these letters, writ with blank space for" & @CRLF & _
                "	different names--sure, more,--and these are of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	second edition: he will print them, out of doubt;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for he cares not what he puts into the press, when" & @CRLF & _
                "	he would put us two. I had rather be a giantess," & @CRLF & _
                "	and lie under Mount Pelion. Well, I will find you" & @CRLF & _
                "	twenty lascivious turtles ere one chaste man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Why, this is the very same; the very hand, the very" & @CRLF & _
                "	words. What doth he think of us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Nay, I know not: it makes me almost ready to" & @CRLF & _
                "	wrangle with mine own honesty. I'll entertain" & @CRLF & _
                "	myself like one that I am not acquainted withal;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for, sure, unless he know some strain in me, that I" & @CRLF & _
                "	know not myself, he would never have boarded me in this fury." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	'Boarding,' call you it? I'll be sure to keep him" & @CRLF & _
                "	above deck." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	So will I	if he come under my hatches, I'll never" & @CRLF & _
                "	to sea again. Let's be revenged on him: let's" & @CRLF & _
                "	appoint him a meeting; give him a show of comfort in" & @CRLF & _
                "	his suit and lead him on with a fine-baited delay," & @CRLF & _
                "	till he hath pawned his horses to mine host of the Garter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Nay, I will consent to act any villany against him," & @CRLF & _
                "	that may not sully the chariness of our honesty. O," & @CRLF & _
                "	that my husband saw this letter! it would give" & @CRLF & _
                "	eternal food to his jealousy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Why, look where he comes; and my good man too: he's" & @CRLF & _
                "	as far from jealousy as I am from giving him cause;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and that I hope is an unmeasurable distance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	You are the happier woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Let's consult together against this greasy knight." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They retire]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FORD with PISTOL, and PAGE with NYM]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Well, I hope it be not so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Hope is a curtal dog in some affairs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir John affects thy wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Why, sir, my wife is not young." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	He wooes both high and low, both rich and poor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Both young and old, one with another, Ford;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He loves the gallimaufry: Ford, perpend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Love my wife!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	With liver burning hot. Prevent, or go thou," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like Sir Actaeon he, with Ringwood at thy heels:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, odious is the name!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	What name, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	The horn, I say. Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "	Take heed, have open eye, for thieves do foot by night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take heed, ere summer comes or cuckoo-birds do sing." & @CRLF & _
                "	Away, Sir Corporal Nym!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Believe it, Page; he speaks sense." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	[Aside]  I will be patient; I will find out this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NYM	[To PAGE]  And this is true; I like not the humour" & @CRLF & _
                "	of lying. He hath wronged me in some humours: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	should have borne the humoured letter to her; but I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have a sword and it shall bite upon my necessity." & @CRLF & _
                "	He loves your wife; there's the short and the long." & @CRLF & _
                "	My name is Corporal Nym; I speak and I avouch; 'tis" & @CRLF & _
                "	true: my name is Nym and Falstaff loves your wife." & @CRLF & _
                "	Adieu. I love not the humour of bread and cheese," & @CRLF & _
                "	and there's the humour of it. Adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	'The humour of it,' quoth a'! here's a fellow" & @CRLF & _
                "	frights English out of his wits." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	I will seek out Falstaff." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	I never heard such a drawling, affecting rogue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	If I do find it: well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	I will not believe such a Cataian, though the priest" & @CRLF & _
                "	o' the town commended him for a true man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	'Twas a good sensible fellow: well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	How now, Meg!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[MISTRESS PAGE and MISTRESS FORD come forward]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Whither go you, George? Hark you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	How now, sweet Frank! why art thou melancholy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	I melancholy! I am not melancholy. Get you home, go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Faith, thou hast some crotchets in thy head. Now," & @CRLF & _
                "	will you go, Mistress Page?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Have with you. You'll come to dinner, George." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside to MISTRESS FORD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look who comes yonder: she shall be our messenger" & @CRLF & _
                "	to this paltry knight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	[Aside to MISTRESS PAGE]  Trust me, I thought on her:" & @CRLF & _
                "	she'll fit it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MISTRESS QUICKLY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	You are come to see my daughter Anne?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Ay, forsooth; and, I pray, how does good Mistress Anne?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Go in with us and see: we have an hour's talk with" & @CRLF & _
                "	you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt MISTRESS PAGE, MISTRESS FORD, and MISTRESS QUICKLY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	How now, Master Ford!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	You heard what this knave told me, did you not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Yes: and you heard what the other told me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Do you think there is truth in them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Hang 'em, slaves! I do not think the knight would" & @CRLF & _
                "	offer it: but these that accuse him in his intent" & @CRLF & _
                "	towards our wives are a yoke of his discarded men;" & @CRLF & _
                "	very rogues, now they be out of service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Were they his men?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Marry, were they." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	I like it never the better for that. Does he lie at" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Garter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Ay, marry, does he. If he should intend this voyage" & @CRLF & _
                "	towards my wife, I would turn her loose to him; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	what he gets more of her than sharp words, let it" & @CRLF & _
                "	lie on my head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	I do not misdoubt my wife; but I would be loath to" & @CRLF & _
                "	turn them together. A man may be too confident: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	would have nothing lie on my head: I cannot be thus satisfied." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Look where my ranting host of the Garter comes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	there is either liquor in his pate or money in his" & @CRLF & _
                "	purse when he looks so merrily." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Host]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, mine host!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	How now, bully-rook! thou'rt a gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "	Cavaleiro-justice, I say!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SHALLOW]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	I follow, mine host, I follow. Good even and" & @CRLF & _
                "	twenty, good Master Page! Master Page, will you go" & @CRLF & _
                "	with us? we have sport in hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Tell him, cavaleiro-justice; tell him, bully-rook." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Sir, there is a fray to be fought between Sir Hugh" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Welsh priest and Caius the French doctor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Good mine host o' the Garter, a word with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drawing him aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	What sayest thou, my bully-rook?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	[To PAGE]  Will you go with us to behold it? My" & @CRLF & _
                "	merry host hath had the measuring of their weapons;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and, I think, hath appointed them contrary places;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for, believe me, I hear the parson is no jester." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark, I will tell you what our sport shall be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They converse apart]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Hast thou no suit against my knight, my" & @CRLF & _
                "	guest-cavaleire?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	None, I protest: but I'll give you a pottle of" & @CRLF & _
                "	burnt sack to give me recourse to him and tell him" & @CRLF & _
                "	my name is Brook; only for a jest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	My hand, bully; thou shalt have egress and regress;" & @CRLF & _
                "	--said I well?--and thy name shall be Brook. It is" & @CRLF & _
                "	a merry knight. Will you go, An-heires?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Have with you, mine host." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	I have heard the Frenchman hath good skill in" & @CRLF & _
                "	his rapier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Tut, sir, I could have told you more. In these times" & @CRLF & _
                "	you stand on distance, your passes, stoccadoes, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know not what: 'tis the heart, Master Page; 'tis" & @CRLF & _
                "	here, 'tis here. I have seen the time, with my long" & @CRLF & _
                "	sword I would have made you four tall fellows skip like rats." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Here, boys, here, here! shall we wag?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Have with you. I would rather hear them scold than fight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Host, SHALLOW, and PAGE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Though Page be a secure fool, an stands so firmly" & @CRLF & _
                "	on his wife's frailty, yet I cannot put off my" & @CRLF & _
                "	opinion so easily: she was in his company at Page's" & @CRLF & _
                "	house; and what they made there, I know not. Well," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will look further into't: and I have a disguise" & @CRLF & _
                "	to sound Falstaff. If I find her honest, I lose not" & @CRLF & _
                "	my labour; if she be otherwise, 'tis labour well bestowed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A room in the Garter Inn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FALSTAFF and PISTOL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I will not lend thee a penny." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Why, then the world's mine oyster." & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I with sword will open." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Not a penny. I have been content, sir, you should" & @CRLF & _
                "	lay my countenance to pawn; I have grated upon my" & @CRLF & _
                "	good friends for three reprieves for you and your" & @CRLF & _
                "	coach-fellow Nym; or else you had looked through" & @CRLF & _
                "	the grate, like a geminy of baboons. I am damned in" & @CRLF & _
                "	hell for swearing to gentlemen my friends, you were" & @CRLF & _
                "	good soldiers and tall fellows; and when Mistress" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bridget lost the handle of her fan, I took't upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	mine honour thou hadst it not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Didst not thou share? hadst thou not fifteen pence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Reason, you rogue, reason: thinkest thou I'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	endanger my soul gratis? At a word, hang no more" & @CRLF & _
                "	about me, I am no gibbet for you. Go. A short knife" & @CRLF & _
                "	and a throng! To your manor of Pickt-hatch! Go." & @CRLF & _
                "	You'll not bear a letter for me, you rogue! you" & @CRLF & _
                "	stand upon your honour! Why, thou unconfinable" & @CRLF & _
                "	baseness, it is as much as I can do to keep the" & @CRLF & _
                "	terms of my honour precise: I, I, I myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	sometimes, leaving the fear of God on the left hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	and hiding mine honour in my necessity, am fain to" & @CRLF & _
                "	shuffle, to hedge and to lurch; and yet you, rogue," & @CRLF & _
                "	will ensconce your rags, your cat-a-mountain" & @CRLF & _
                "	looks, your red-lattice phrases, and your" & @CRLF & _
                "	bold-beating oaths, under the shelter of your" & @CRLF & _
                "	honour! You will not do it, you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	I do relent: what would thou more of man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROBIN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROBIN	Sir, here's a woman would speak with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Let her approach." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MISTRESS QUICKLY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Give your worship good morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Good morrow, good wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Not so, an't please your worship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Good maid, then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	I'll be sworn," & @CRLF & _
                "	As my mother was, the first hour I was born." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I do believe the swearer. What with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Shall I vouchsafe your worship a word or two?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Two thousand, fair woman: and I'll vouchsafe thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	the hearing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	There is one Mistress Ford, sir:--I pray, come a" & @CRLF & _
                "	little nearer this ways:--I myself dwell with master" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doctor Caius,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Well, on: Mistress Ford, you say,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Your worship says very true: I pray your worship," & @CRLF & _
                "	come a little nearer this ways." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I warrant thee, nobody hears; mine own people, mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	own people." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Are they so? God bless them and make them his servants!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Well, Mistress Ford; what of her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Why, sir, she's a good creature. Lord Lord! your" & @CRLF & _
                "	worship's a wanton! Well, heaven forgive you and all" & @CRLF & _
                "	of us, I pray!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Mistress Ford; come, Mistress Ford,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Marry, this is the short and the long of it; you" & @CRLF & _
                "	have brought her into such a canaries as 'tis" & @CRLF & _
                "	wonderful. The best courtier of them all, when the" & @CRLF & _
                "	court lay at Windsor, could never have brought her" & @CRLF & _
                "	to such a canary. Yet there has been knights, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	lords, and gentlemen, with their coaches, I warrant" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, coach after coach, letter after letter, gift" & @CRLF & _
                "	after gift; smelling so sweetly, all musk, and so" & @CRLF & _
                "	rushling, I warrant you, in silk and gold; and in" & @CRLF & _
                "	such alligant terms; and in such wine and sugar of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the best and the fairest, that would have won any" & @CRLF & _
                "	woman's heart; and, I warrant you, they could never" & @CRLF & _
                "	get an eye-wink of her: I had myself twenty angels" & @CRLF & _
                "	given me this morning; but I defy all angels, in" & @CRLF & _
                "	any such sort, as they say, but in the way of" & @CRLF & _
                "	honesty: and, I warrant you, they could never get" & @CRLF & _
                "	her so much as sip on a cup with the proudest of" & @CRLF & _
                "	them all: and yet there has been earls, nay, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	is more, pensioners; but, I warrant you, all is one with her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	But what says she to me? be brief, my good" & @CRLF & _
                "	she-Mercury." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Marry, she hath received your letter, for the which" & @CRLF & _
                "	she thanks you a thousand times; and she gives you" & @CRLF & _
                "	to notify that her husband will be absence from his" & @CRLF & _
                "	house between ten and eleven." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Ten and eleven?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Ay, forsooth; and then you may come and see the" & @CRLF & _
                "	picture, she says, that you wot of: Master Ford," & @CRLF & _
                "	her husband, will be from home. Alas! the sweet" & @CRLF & _
                "	woman leads an ill life with him: he's a very" & @CRLF & _
                "	jealousy man: she leads a very frampold life with" & @CRLF & _
                "	him, good heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Ten and eleven. Woman, commend me to her; I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	not fail her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Why, you say well. But I have another messenger to" & @CRLF & _
                "	your worship. Mistress Page hath her hearty" & @CRLF & _
                "	commendations to you too: and let me tell you in" & @CRLF & _
                "	your ear, she's as fartuous a civil modest wife, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	one, I tell you, that will not miss you morning nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	evening prayer, as any is in Windsor, whoe'er be the" & @CRLF & _
                "	other: and she bade me tell your worship that her" & @CRLF & _
                "	husband is seldom from home; but she hopes there" & @CRLF & _
                "	will come a time. I never knew a woman so dote upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	a man: surely I think you have charms, la; yes, in truth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Not I, I assure thee: setting the attractions of my" & @CRLF & _
                "	good parts aside I have no other charms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Blessing on your heart for't!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	But, I pray thee, tell me this: has Ford's wife and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Page's wife acquainted each other how they love me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	That were a jest indeed! they have not so little" & @CRLF & _
                "	grace, I hope: that were a trick indeed! but" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mistress Page would desire you to send her your" & @CRLF & _
                "	little page, of all loves: her husband has a" & @CRLF & _
                "	marvellous infection to the little page; and truly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Master Page is an honest man. Never a wife in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Windsor leads a better life than she does: do what" & @CRLF & _
                "	she will, say what she will, take all, pay all, go" & @CRLF & _
                "	to bed when she list, rise when she list, all is as" & @CRLF & _
                "	she will: and truly she deserves it; for if there" & @CRLF & _
                "	be a kind woman in Windsor, she is one. You must" & @CRLF & _
                "	send her your page; no remedy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Why, I will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Nay, but do so, then: and, look you, he may come and" & @CRLF & _
                "	go between you both; and in any case have a" & @CRLF & _
                "	nay-word, that you may know one another's mind, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	the boy never need to understand any thing; for" & @CRLF & _
                "	'tis not good that children should know any" & @CRLF & _
                "	wickedness: old folks, you know, have discretion," & @CRLF & _
                "	as they say, and know the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Fare thee well: commend me to them both: there's" & @CRLF & _
                "	my purse; I am yet thy debtor. Boy, go along with" & @CRLF & _
                "	this woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt MISTRESS QUICKLY and ROBIN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	This news distracts me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	This punk is one of Cupid's carriers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Clap on more sails; pursue; up with your fights:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give fire: she is my prize, or ocean whelm them all!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Sayest thou so, old Jack? go thy ways; I'll make" & @CRLF & _
                "	more of thy old body than I have done. Will they" & @CRLF & _
                "	yet look after thee? Wilt thou, after the expense" & @CRLF & _
                "	of so much money, be now a gainer? Good body, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	thank thee. Let them say 'tis grossly done; so it be" & @CRLF & _
                "	fairly done, no matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Sir John, there's one Master Brook below would fain" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak with you, and be acquainted with you; and hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	sent your worship a morning's draught of sack." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Brook is his name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Ay, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Call him in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such Brooks are welcome to me, that o'erflow such" & @CRLF & _
                "	liquor. Ah, ha! Mistress Ford and Mistress Page" & @CRLF & _
                "	have I encompassed you? go to; via!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BARDOLPH, with FORD disguised]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Bless you, sir!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	And you, sir! Would you speak with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	I make bold to press with so little preparation upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	You're welcome. What's your will? Give us leave, drawer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Sir, I am a gentleman that have spent much; my name is Brook." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Good Master Brook, I desire more acquaintance of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Good Sir John, I sue for yours: not to charge you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for I must let you understand I think myself in" & @CRLF & _
                "	better plight for a lender than you are: the which" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath something embolden'd me to this unseasoned" & @CRLF & _
                "	intrusion; for they say, if money go before, all" & @CRLF & _
                "	ways do lie open." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Money is a good soldier, sir, and will on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Troth, and I have a bag of money here troubles me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	if you will help to bear it, Sir John, take all, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	half, for easing me of the carriage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Sir, I know not how I may deserve to be your porter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	I will tell you, sir, if you will give me the hearing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Speak, good Master Brook: I shall be glad to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	your servant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Sir, I hear you are a scholar,--I will be brief" & @CRLF & _
                "	with you,--and you have been a man long known to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	though I had never so good means, as desire, to make" & @CRLF & _
                "	myself acquainted with you. I shall discover a" & @CRLF & _
                "	thing to you, wherein I must very much lay open mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	own imperfection: but, good Sir John, as you have" & @CRLF & _
                "	one eye upon my follies, as you hear them unfolded," & @CRLF & _
                "	turn another into the register of your own; that I" & @CRLF & _
                "	may pass with a reproof the easier, sith you" & @CRLF & _
                "	yourself know how easy it is to be such an offender." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Very well, sir; proceed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	There is a gentlewoman in this town; her husband's" & @CRLF & _
                "	name is Ford." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Well, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	I have long loved her, and, I protest to you," & @CRLF & _
                "	bestowed much on her; followed her with a doting" & @CRLF & _
                "	observance; engrossed opportunities to meet her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	fee'd every slight occasion that could but niggardly" & @CRLF & _
                "	give me sight of her; not only bought many presents" & @CRLF & _
                "	to give her, but have given largely to many to know" & @CRLF & _
                "	what she would have given; briefly, I have pursued" & @CRLF & _
                "	her as love hath pursued me; which hath been on the" & @CRLF & _
                "	wing of all occasions. But whatsoever I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	merited, either in my mind or, in my means, meed," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am sure, I have received none; unless experience" & @CRLF & _
                "	be a jewel that I have purchased at an infinite" & @CRLF & _
                "	rate, and that hath taught me to say this:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Love like a shadow flies when substance love pursues;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pursuing that that flies, and flying what pursues.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Have you received no promise of satisfaction at her hands?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Never." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Have you importuned her to such a purpose?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Never." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Of what quality was your love, then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Like a fair house built on another man's ground; so" & @CRLF & _
                "	that I have lost my edifice by mistaking the place" & @CRLF & _
                "	where I erected it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	To what purpose have you unfolded this to me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	When I have told you that, I have told you all." & @CRLF & _
                "	Some say, that though she appear honest to me, yet in" & @CRLF & _
                "	other places she enlargeth her mirth so far that" & @CRLF & _
                "	there is shrewd construction made of her. Now, Sir" & @CRLF & _
                "	John, here is the heart of my purpose: you are a" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentleman of excellent breeding, admirable" & @CRLF & _
                "	discourse, of great admittance, authentic in your" & @CRLF & _
                "	place and person, generally allowed for your many" & @CRLF & _
                "	war-like, court-like, and learned preparations." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	O, sir!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Believe it, for you know it. There is money; spend" & @CRLF & _
                "	it, spend it; spend more; spend all I have; only" & @CRLF & _
                "	give me so much of your time in exchange of it, as" & @CRLF & _
                "	to lay an amiable siege to the honesty of this" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ford's wife: use your art of wooing; win her to" & @CRLF & _
                "	consent to you: if any man may, you may as soon as" & @CRLF & _
                "	any." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Would it apply well to the vehemency of your" & @CRLF & _
                "	affection, that I should win what you would enjoy?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks you prescribe to yourself very preposterously." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	O, understand my drift. She dwells so securely on" & @CRLF & _
                "	the excellency of her honour, that the folly of my" & @CRLF & _
                "	soul dares not present itself: she is too bright to" & @CRLF & _
                "	be looked against. Now, could I could come to her" & @CRLF & _
                "	with any detection in my hand, my desires had" & @CRLF & _
                "	instance and argument to commend themselves: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	could drive her then from the ward of her purity," & @CRLF & _
                "	her reputation, her marriage-vow, and a thousand" & @CRLF & _
                "	other her defences, which now are too too strongly" & @CRLF & _
                "	embattled against me. What say you to't, Sir John?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Master Brook, I will first make bold with your" & @CRLF & _
                "	money; next, give me your hand; and last, as I am a" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentleman, you shall, if you will, enjoy Ford's wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	O good sir!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I say you shall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Want no money, Sir John; you shall want none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Want no Mistress Ford, Master Brook; you shall want" & @CRLF & _
                "	none. I shall be with her, I may tell you, by her" & @CRLF & _
                "	own appointment; even as you came in to me, her" & @CRLF & _
                "	assistant or go-between parted from me: I say I" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall be with her between ten and eleven; for at" & @CRLF & _
                "	that time the jealous rascally knave her husband" & @CRLF & _
                "	will be forth. Come you to me at night; you shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	know how I speed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	I am blest in your acquaintance. Do you know Ford," & @CRLF & _
                "	sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Hang him, poor cuckoldly knave! I know him not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	yet I wrong him to call him poor; they say the" & @CRLF & _
                "	jealous wittolly knave hath masses of money; for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	which his wife seems to me well-favored. I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	use her as the key of the cuckoldly rogue's coffer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and there's my harvest-home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	I would you knew Ford, sir, that you might avoid him" & @CRLF & _
                "	if you saw him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Hang him, mechanical salt-butter rogue! I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	stare him out of his wits; I will awe him with my" & @CRLF & _
                "	cudgel: it shall hang like a meteor o'er the" & @CRLF & _
                "	cuckold's horns. Master Brook, thou shalt know I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will predominate over the peasant, and thou shalt" & @CRLF & _
                "	lie with his wife. Come to me soon at night." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ford's a knave, and I will aggravate his style;" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou, Master Brook, shalt know him for knave and" & @CRLF & _
                "	cuckold. Come to me soon at night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	What a damned Epicurean rascal is this! My heart is" & @CRLF & _
                "	ready to crack with impatience. Who says this is" & @CRLF & _
                "	improvident jealousy? my wife hath sent to him; the" & @CRLF & _
                "	hour is fixed; the match is made. Would any man" & @CRLF & _
                "	have thought this? See the hell of having a false" & @CRLF & _
                "	woman! My bed shall be abused, my coffers" & @CRLF & _
                "	ransacked, my reputation gnawn at; and I shall not" & @CRLF & _
                "	only receive this villanous wrong, but stand under" & @CRLF & _
                "	the adoption of abominable terms, and by him that" & @CRLF & _
                "	does me this wrong. Terms! names! Amaimon sounds" & @CRLF & _
                "	well; Lucifer, well; Barbason, well; yet they are" & @CRLF & _
                "	devils' additions, the names of fiends: but" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cuckold! Wittol!--Cuckold! the devil himself hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	not such a name. Page is an ass, a secure ass: he" & @CRLF & _
                "	will trust his wife; he will not be jealous. I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	rather trust a Fleming with my butter, Parson Hugh" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Welshman with my cheese, an Irishman with my" & @CRLF & _
                "	aqua-vitae bottle, or a thief to walk my ambling" & @CRLF & _
                "	gelding, than my wife with herself; then she plots," & @CRLF & _
                "	then she ruminates, then she devises; and what they" & @CRLF & _
                "	think in their hearts they may effect, they will" & @CRLF & _
                "	break their hearts but they will effect. God be" & @CRLF & _
                "	praised for my jealousy! Eleven o'clock the hour." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will prevent this, detect my wife, be revenged on" & @CRLF & _
                "	Falstaff, and laugh at Page. I will about it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	better three hours too soon than a minute too late." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fie, fie, fie! cuckold! cuckold! cuckold!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A field near Windsor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DOCTOR CAIUS and RUGBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Jack Rugby!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RUGBY	Sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Vat is de clock, Jack?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RUGBY	'Tis past the hour, sir, that Sir Hugh promised to meet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	By gar, he has save his soul, dat he is no come; he" & @CRLF & _
                "	has pray his Pible well, dat he is no come: by gar," & @CRLF & _
                "	Jack Rugby, he is dead already, if he be come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RUGBY	He is wise, sir; he knew your worship would kill" & @CRLF & _
                "	him, if he came." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	By gar, de herring is no dead so as I vill kill him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Take your rapier, Jack; I vill tell you how I vill kill him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RUGBY	Alas, sir, I cannot fence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Villany, take your rapier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RUGBY	Forbear; here's company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Host, SHALLOW, SLENDER, and PAGE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Bless thee, bully doctor!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Save you, Master Doctor Caius!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Now, good master doctor!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	Give you good morrow, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Vat be all you, one, two, tree, four, come for?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	To see thee fight, to see thee foin, to see thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	traverse; to see thee here, to see thee there; to" & @CRLF & _
                "	see thee pass thy punto, thy stock, thy reverse, thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	distance, thy montant. Is he dead, my Ethiopian? is" & @CRLF & _
                "	he dead, my Francisco? ha, bully! What says my" & @CRLF & _
                "	AEsculapius? my Galen? my heart of elder? ha! is" & @CRLF & _
                "	he dead, bully stale? is he dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	By gar, he is de coward Jack priest of de vorld; he" & @CRLF & _
                "	is not show his face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Thou art a Castalion-King-Urinal. Hector of Greece, my boy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	I pray you, bear vitness that me have stay six or" & @CRLF & _
                "	seven, two, tree hours for him, and he is no come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	He is the wiser man, master doctor: he is a curer of" & @CRLF & _
                "	souls, and you a curer of bodies; if you should" & @CRLF & _
                "	fight, you go against the hair of your professions." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is it not true, Master Page?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Master Shallow, you have yourself been a great" & @CRLF & _
                "	fighter, though now a man of peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Bodykins, Master Page, though I now be old and of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the peace, if I see a sword out, my finger itches to" & @CRLF & _
                "	make one. Though we are justices and doctors and" & @CRLF & _
                "	churchmen, Master Page, we have some salt of our" & @CRLF & _
                "	youth in us; we are the sons of women, Master Page." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	'Tis true, Master Shallow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	It will be found so, Master Page. Master Doctor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Caius, I am come to fetch you home. I am sworn of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the peace: you have showed yourself a wise" & @CRLF & _
                "	physician, and Sir Hugh hath shown himself a wise" & @CRLF & _
                "	and patient churchman. You must go with me, master doctor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Pardon, guest-justice. A word, Mounseur Mockwater." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Mock-vater! vat is dat?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Mock-water, in our English tongue, is valour, bully." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	By gar, den, I have as mush mock-vater as de" & @CRLF & _
                "	Englishman. Scurvy jack-dog priest! by gar, me" & @CRLF & _
                "	vill cut his ears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	He will clapper-claw thee tightly, bully." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Clapper-de-claw! vat is dat?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	That is, he will make thee amends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	By gar, me do look he shall clapper-de-claw me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for, by gar, me vill have it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	And I will provoke him to't, or let him wag." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Me tank you for dat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	And, moreover, bully,--but first, master guest, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Master Page, and eke Cavaleiro Slender, go you" & @CRLF & _
                "	through the town to Frogmore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside to them]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Sir Hugh is there, is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	He is there: see what humour he is in; and I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	bring the doctor about by the fields. Will it do well?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	We will do it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	|  Adieu, good master doctor." & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	By gar, me vill kill de priest; for he speak for a" & @CRLF & _
                "	jack-an-ape to Anne Page." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Let him die: sheathe thy impatience, throw cold" & @CRLF & _
                "	water on thy choler: go about the fields with me" & @CRLF & _
                "	through Frogmore: I will bring thee where Mistress" & @CRLF & _
                "	Anne Page is, at a farm-house a-feasting; and thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	shalt woo her. Cried I aim? said I well?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	By gar, me dank you for dat: by gar, I love you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and I shall procure-a you de good guest, de earl," & @CRLF & _
                "	de knight, de lords, de gentlemen, my patients." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	For the which I will be thy adversary toward Anne" & @CRLF & _
                "	Page. Said I well?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	By gar, 'tis good; vell said." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Let us wag, then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Come at my heels, Jack Rugby." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A field near Frogmore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR HUGH EVANS and SIMPLE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	I pray you now, good master Slender's serving-man," & @CRLF & _
                "	and friend Simple by your name, which way have you" & @CRLF & _
                "	looked for Master Caius, that calls himself doctor of physic?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	Marry, sir, the pittie-ward, the park-ward, every" & @CRLF & _
                "	way; old Windsor way, and every way but the town" & @CRLF & _
                "	way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	I most fehemently desire you you will also look that" & @CRLF & _
                "	way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	I will, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	'Pless my soul, how full of chollors I am, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	trempling of mind! I shall be glad if he have" & @CRLF & _
                "	deceived me. How melancholies I am! I will knog" & @CRLF & _
                "	his urinals about his knave's costard when I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	good opportunities for the ork. 'Pless my soul!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	To shallow rivers, to whose falls" & @CRLF & _
                "	Melodious birds sings madrigals;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There will we make our peds of roses," & @CRLF & _
                "	And a thousand fragrant posies." & @CRLF & _
                "	To shallow--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mercy on me! I have a great dispositions to cry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Melodious birds sing madrigals--" & @CRLF & _
                "	When as I sat in Pabylon--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And a thousand vagram posies." & @CRLF & _
                "	To shallow &c." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter SIMPLE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	Yonder he is coming, this way, Sir Hugh." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	He's welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	To shallow rivers, to whose falls-" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven prosper the right! What weapons is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	No weapons, sir. There comes my master, Master" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shallow, and another gentleman, from Frogmore, over" & @CRLF & _
                "	the stile, this way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Pray you, give me my gown; or else keep it in your arms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	How now, master Parson! Good morrow, good Sir Hugh." & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep a gamester from the dice, and a good student" & @CRLF & _
                "	from his book, and it is wonderful." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	[Aside]  Ah, sweet Anne Page!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	'Save you, good Sir Hugh!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	'Pless you from his mercy sake, all of you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	What, the sword and the word! do you study them" & @CRLF & _
                "	both, master parson?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	And youthful still! in your doublet and hose this" & @CRLF & _
                "	raw rheumatic day!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	There is reasons and causes for it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	We are come to you to do a good office, master parson." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Fery well: what is it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Yonder is a most reverend gentleman, who, belike" & @CRLF & _
                "	having received wrong by some person, is at most" & @CRLF & _
                "	odds with his own gravity and patience that ever you" & @CRLF & _
                "	saw." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	I have lived fourscore years and upward; I never" & @CRLF & _
                "	heard a man of his place, gravity and learning, so" & @CRLF & _
                "	wide of his own respect." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	What is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	I think you know him; Master Doctor Caius, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	renowned French physician." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Got's will, and his passion of my heart! I had as" & @CRLF & _
                "	lief you would tell me of a mess of porridge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Why?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	He has no more knowledge in Hibocrates and Galen," & @CRLF & _
                "	--and he is a knave besides; a cowardly knave as you" & @CRLF & _
                "	would desires to be acquainted withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	I warrant you, he's the man should fight with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	[Aside]  O sweet Anne Page!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	It appears so by his weapons. Keep them asunder:" & @CRLF & _
                "	here comes Doctor Caius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Host, DOCTOR CAIUS, and RUGBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Nay, good master parson, keep in your weapon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	So do you, good master doctor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Disarm them, and let them question: let them keep" & @CRLF & _
                "	their limbs whole and hack our English." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	I pray you, let-a me speak a word with your ear." & @CRLF & _
                "	Vherefore vill you not meet-a me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	[Aside to DOCTOR CAIUS]  Pray you, use your patience:" & @CRLF & _
                "	in good time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	By gar, you are de coward, de Jack dog, John ape." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	[Aside to DOCTOR CAIUS]  Pray you let us not be" & @CRLF & _
                "	laughing-stocks to other men's humours; I desire you" & @CRLF & _
                "	in friendship, and I will one way or other make you amends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aloud]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will knog your urinals about your knave's cockscomb" & @CRLF & _
                "	for missing your meetings and appointments." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Diable! Jack Rugby,--mine host de Jarteer,--have I" & @CRLF & _
                "	not stay for him to kill him? have I not, at de place" & @CRLF & _
                "	I did appoint?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	As I am a Christians soul now, look you, this is the" & @CRLF & _
                "	place appointed: I'll be judgement by mine host of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Garter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Peace, I say, Gallia and Gaul, French and Welsh," & @CRLF & _
                "	soul-curer and body-curer!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Ay, dat is very good; excellent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Peace, I say! hear mine host of the Garter. Am I" & @CRLF & _
                "	politic? am I subtle? am I a Machiavel? Shall I" & @CRLF & _
                "	lose my doctor? no; he gives me the potions and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	motions. Shall I lose my parson, my priest, my Sir" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hugh? no; he gives me the proverbs and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	no-verbs. Give me thy hand, terrestrial; so. Give me" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy hand, celestial; so. Boys of art, I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	deceived you both; I have directed you to wrong" & @CRLF & _
                "	places: your hearts are mighty, your skins are" & @CRLF & _
                "	whole, and let burnt sack be the issue. Come, lay" & @CRLF & _
                "	their swords to pawn. Follow me, lads of peace;" & @CRLF & _
                "	follow, follow, follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Trust me, a mad host. Follow, gentlemen, follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	[Aside]  O sweet Anne Page!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt SHALLOW, SLENDER, PAGE, and Host]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Ha, do I perceive dat? have you make-a de sot of" & @CRLF & _
                "	us, ha, ha?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	This is well; he has made us his vlouting-stog. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	desire you that we may be friends; and let us knog" & @CRLF & _
                "	our prains together to be revenge on this same" & @CRLF & _
                "	scall, scurvy cogging companion, the host of the Garter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	By gar, with all my heart. He promise to bring me" & @CRLF & _
                "	where is Anne Page; by gar, he deceive me too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Well, I will smite his noddles. Pray you, follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MISTRESS PAGE and ROBIN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Nay, keep your way, little gallant; you were wont to" & @CRLF & _
                "	be a follower, but now you are a leader. Whether" & @CRLF & _
                "	had you rather lead mine eyes, or eye your master's heels?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROBIN	I had rather, forsooth, go before you like a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	than follow him like a dwarf." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	O, you are a flattering boy: now I see you'll be a courtier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FORD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Well met, Mistress Page. Whither go you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Truly, sir, to see your wife. Is she at home?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Ay; and as idle as she may hang together, for want" & @CRLF & _
                "	of company. I think, if your husbands were dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	you two would marry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Be sure of that,--two other husbands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Where had you this pretty weather-cock?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	I cannot tell what the dickens his name is my" & @CRLF & _
                "	husband had him of. What do you call your knight's" & @CRLF & _
                "	name, sirrah?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROBIN	Sir John Falstaff." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Sir John Falstaff!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	He, he; I can never hit on's name. There is such a" & @CRLF & _
                "	league between my good man and he! Is your wife at" & @CRLF & _
                "	home indeed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Indeed she is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	By your leave, sir: I am sick till I see her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt MISTRESS PAGE and ROBIN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Has Page any brains? hath he any eyes? hath he any" & @CRLF & _
                "	thinking? Sure, they sleep; he hath no use of them." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, this boy will carry a letter twenty mile, as" & @CRLF & _
                "	easy as a cannon will shoot point-blank twelve" & @CRLF & _
                "	score. He pieces out his wife's inclination; he" & @CRLF & _
                "	gives her folly motion and advantage: and now she's" & @CRLF & _
                "	going to my wife, and Falstaff's boy with her. A" & @CRLF & _
                "	man may hear this shower sing in the wind. And" & @CRLF & _
                "	Falstaff's boy with her! Good plots, they are laid;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and our revolted wives share damnation together." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well; I will take him, then torture my wife, pluck" & @CRLF & _
                "	the borrowed veil of modesty from the so seeming" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mistress Page, divulge Page himself for a secure and" & @CRLF & _
                "	wilful Actaeon; and to these violent proceedings all" & @CRLF & _
                "	my neighbours shall cry aim." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Clock heard]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The clock gives me my cue, and my assurance bids me" & @CRLF & _
                "	search: there I shall find Falstaff: I shall be" & @CRLF & _
                "	rather praised for this than mocked; for it is as" & @CRLF & _
                "	positive as the earth is firm that Falstaff is" & @CRLF & _
                "	there: I will go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PAGE, SHALLOW, SLENDER, Host," & @CRLF & _
                "	SIR HUGH EVANS, DOCTOR CAIUS, and RUGBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	|  Well met, Master Ford." & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "&C	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Trust me, a good knot: I have good cheer at home;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and I pray you all go with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	I must excuse myself, Master Ford." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	And so must I, sir: we have appointed to dine with" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mistress Anne, and I would not break with her for" & @CRLF & _
                "	more money than I'll speak of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	We have lingered about a match between Anne Page and" & @CRLF & _
                "	my cousin Slender, and this day we shall have our answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	I hope I have your good will, father Page." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	You have, Master Slender; I stand wholly for you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	but my wife, master doctor, is for you altogether." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Ay, be-gar; and de maid is love-a me: my nursh-a" & @CRLF & _
                "	Quickly tell me so mush." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	What say you to young Master Fenton? he capers, he" & @CRLF & _
                "	dances, he has eyes of youth, he writes verses, he" & @CRLF & _
                "	speaks holiday, he smells April and May: he will" & @CRLF & _
                "	carry't, he will carry't; 'tis in his buttons; he" & @CRLF & _
                "	will carry't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Not by my consent, I promise you. The gentleman is" & @CRLF & _
                "	of no having: he kept company with the wild prince" & @CRLF & _
                "	and Poins; he is of too high a region; he knows too" & @CRLF & _
                "	much. No, he shall not knit a knot in his fortunes" & @CRLF & _
                "	with the finger of my substance: if he take her," & @CRLF & _
                "	let him take her simply; the wealth I have waits on" & @CRLF & _
                "	my consent, and my consent goes not that way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	I beseech you heartily, some of you go home with me" & @CRLF & _
                "	to dinner: besides your cheer, you shall have" & @CRLF & _
                "	sport; I will show you a monster. Master doctor," & @CRLF & _
                "	you shall go; so shall you, Master Page; and you, Sir Hugh." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Well, fare you well: we shall have the freer wooing" & @CRLF & _
                "	at Master Page's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt SHALLOW, and SLENDER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Go home, John Rugby; I come anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit RUGBY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Farewell, my hearts: I will to my honest knight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Falstaff, and drink canary with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	[Aside]  I think I shall drink in pipe wine first" & @CRLF & _
                "	with him; I'll make him dance. Will you go, gentles?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Have with you to see this monster." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A room in FORD'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MISTRESS FORD and MISTRESS PAGE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	What, John! What, Robert!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Quickly, quickly! is the buck-basket--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	I warrant. What, Robin, I say!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Servants with a basket]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Come, come, come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Here, set it down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Give your men the charge; we must be brief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Marry, as I told you before, John and Robert, be" & @CRLF & _
                "	ready here hard by in the brew-house: and when I" & @CRLF & _
                "	suddenly call you, come forth, and without any pause" & @CRLF & _
                "	or staggering take this basket on your shoulders:" & @CRLF & _
                "	that done, trudge with it in all haste, and carry" & @CRLF & _
                "	it among the whitsters in Datchet-mead, and there" & @CRLF & _
                "	empty it in the muddy ditch close by the Thames side." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	You will do it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	I ha' told them over and over; they lack no" & @CRLF & _
                "	direction. Be gone, and come when you are called." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Servants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Here comes little Robin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROBIN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	How now, my eyas-musket! what news with you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROBIN	My master, Sir John, is come in at your back-door," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mistress Ford, and requests your company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	You little Jack-a-Lent, have you been true to us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROBIN	Ay, I'll be sworn. My master knows not of your" & @CRLF & _
                "	being here and hath threatened to put me into" & @CRLF & _
                "	everlasting liberty if I tell you of it; for he" & @CRLF & _
                "	swears he'll turn me away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Thou'rt a good boy: this secrecy of thine shall be" & @CRLF & _
                "	a tailor to thee and shall make thee a new doublet" & @CRLF & _
                "	and hose. I'll go hide me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Do so. Go tell thy master I am alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit ROBIN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mistress Page, remember you your cue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	I warrant thee; if I do not act it, hiss me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Go to, then: we'll use this unwholesome humidity," & @CRLF & _
                "	this gross watery pumpion; we'll teach him to know" & @CRLF & _
                "	turtles from jays." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FALSTAFF]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Have I caught thee, my heavenly jewel? Why, now let" & @CRLF & _
                "	me die, for I have lived long enough: this is the" & @CRLF & _
                "	period of my ambition: O this blessed hour!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	O sweet Sir John!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Mistress Ford, I cannot cog, I cannot prate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mistress Ford. Now shall I sin in my wish: I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy husband were dead: I'll speak it before the" & @CRLF & _
                "	best lord; I would make thee my lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	I your lady, Sir John! alas, I should be a pitiful lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Let the court of France show me such another. I see" & @CRLF & _
                "	how thine eye would emulate the diamond: thou hast" & @CRLF & _
                "	the right arched beauty of the brow that becomes the" & @CRLF & _
                "	ship-tire, the tire-valiant, or any tire of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Venetian admittance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	A plain kerchief, Sir John: my brows become nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	else; nor that well neither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	By the Lord, thou art a traitor to say so: thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	wouldst make an absolute courtier; and the firm" & @CRLF & _
                "	fixture of thy foot would give an excellent motion" & @CRLF & _
                "	to thy gait in a semi-circled farthingale. I see" & @CRLF & _
                "	what thou wert, if Fortune thy foe were not, Nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy friend. Come, thou canst not hide it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Believe me, there is no such thing in me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What made me love thee? let that persuade thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	there's something extraordinary in thee. Come, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	cannot cog and say thou art this and that, like a" & @CRLF & _
                "	many of these lisping hawthorn-buds, that come like" & @CRLF & _
                "	women in men's apparel, and smell like Bucklersbury" & @CRLF & _
                "	in simple time; I cannot: but I love thee; none" & @CRLF & _
                "	but thee; and thou deservest it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Do not betray me, sir. I fear you love Mistress Page." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Thou mightst as well say I love to walk by the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Counter-gate, which is as hateful to me as the reek" & @CRLF & _
                "	of a lime-kiln." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Well, heaven knows how I love you; and you shall one" & @CRLF & _
                "	day find it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Keep in that mind; I'll deserve it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Nay, I must tell you, so you do; or else I could not" & @CRLF & _
                "	be in that mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROBIN	[Within]  Mistress Ford, Mistress Ford! here's" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mistress Page at the door, sweating and blowing and" & @CRLF & _
                "	looking wildly, and would needs speak with you presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	She shall not see me: I will ensconce me behind the arras." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Pray you, do so: she's a very tattling woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[FALSTAFF hides himself]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter MISTRESS PAGE and ROBIN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What's the matter? how now!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	O Mistress Ford, what have you done? You're shamed," & @CRLF & _
                "	you're overthrown, you're undone for ever!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	What's the matter, good Mistress Page?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	O well-a-day, Mistress Ford! having an honest man" & @CRLF & _
                "	to your husband, to give him such cause of suspicion!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	What cause of suspicion?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	What cause of suspicion! Out pon you! how am I" & @CRLF & _
                "	mistook in you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Why, alas, what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Your husband's coming hither, woman, with all the" & @CRLF & _
                "	officers in Windsor, to search for a gentleman that" & @CRLF & _
                "	he says is here now in the house by your consent, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	take an ill advantage of his assence: you are undone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	'Tis not so, I hope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Pray heaven it be not so, that you have such a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	here! but 'tis most certain your husband's coming," & @CRLF & _
                "	with half Windsor at his heels, to search for such a" & @CRLF & _
                "	one. I come before to tell you. If you know" & @CRLF & _
                "	yourself clear, why, I am glad of it; but if you" & @CRLF & _
                "	have a friend here convey, convey him out. Be not" & @CRLF & _
                "	amazed; call all your senses to you; defend your" & @CRLF & _
                "	reputation, or bid farewell to your good life for ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	What shall I do? There is a gentleman my dear" & @CRLF & _
                "	friend; and I fear not mine own shame so much as his" & @CRLF & _
                "	peril: I had rather than a thousand pound he were" & @CRLF & _
                "	out of the house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	For shame! never stand 'you had rather' and 'you" & @CRLF & _
                "	had rather:' your husband's here at hand, bethink" & @CRLF & _
                "	you of some conveyance: in the house you cannot" & @CRLF & _
                "	hide him. O, how have you deceived me! Look, here" & @CRLF & _
                "	is a basket: if he be of any reasonable stature, he" & @CRLF & _
                "	may creep in here; and throw foul linen upon him, as" & @CRLF & _
                "	if it were going to bucking: or--it is whiting-time" & @CRLF & _
                "	--send him by your two men to Datchet-mead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	He's too big to go in there. What shall I do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	[Coming forward]  Let me see't, let me see't, O, let" & @CRLF & _
                "	me see't! I'll in, I'll in. Follow your friend's" & @CRLF & _
                "	counsel. I'll in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	What, Sir John Falstaff! Are these your letters, knight?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I love thee. Help me away. Let me creep in here." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll never--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Gets into the basket; they cover him with foul linen]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Help to cover your master, boy. Call your men," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mistress Ford. You dissembling knight!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	What, John! Robert! John!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit ROBIN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Servants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go take up these clothes here quickly. Where's the" & @CRLF & _
                "	cowl-staff? look, how you drumble! Carry them to" & @CRLF & _
                "	the laundress in Datchet-meat; quickly, come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FORD, PAGE, DOCTOR CAIUS, and SIR HUGH EVANS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Pray you, come near: if I suspect without cause," & @CRLF & _
                "	why then make sport at me; then let me be your jest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I deserve it. How now! whither bear you this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	To the laundress, forsooth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Why, what have you to do whither they bear it? You" & @CRLF & _
                "	were best meddle with buck-washing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Buck! I would I could wash myself of the buck!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Buck, buck, buck! Ay, buck; I warrant you, buck;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and of the season too, it shall appear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Servants with the basket]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gentlemen, I have dreamed to-night; I'll tell you my" & @CRLF & _
                "	dream. Here, here, here be my keys: ascend my" & @CRLF & _
                "	chambers; search, seek, find out: I'll warrant" & @CRLF & _
                "	we'll unkennel the fox. Let me stop this way first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Locking the door]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	So, now uncape." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Good Master Ford, be contented: you wrong yourself too much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	True, Master Page. Up, gentlemen: you shall see" & @CRLF & _
                "	sport anon: follow me, gentlemen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	This is fery fantastical humours and jealousies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	By gar, 'tis no the fashion of France; it is not" & @CRLF & _
                "	jealous in France." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Nay, follow him, gentlemen; see the issue of his search." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt PAGE, DOCTOR CAIUS, and SIR HUGH EVANS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Is there not a double excellency in this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	I know not which pleases me better, that my husband" & @CRLF & _
                "	is deceived, or Sir John." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	What a taking was he in when your husband asked who" & @CRLF & _
                "	was in the basket!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	I am half afraid he will have need of washing; so" & @CRLF & _
                "	throwing him into the water will do him a benefit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Hang him, dishonest rascal! I would all of the same" & @CRLF & _
                "	strain were in the same distress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	I think my husband hath some special suspicion of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Falstaff's being here; for I never saw him so gross" & @CRLF & _
                "	in his jealousy till now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	I will lay a plot to try that; and we will yet have" & @CRLF & _
                "	more tricks with Falstaff: his dissolute disease will" & @CRLF & _
                "	scarce obey this medicine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Shall we send that foolish carrion, Mistress" & @CRLF & _
                "	Quickly, to him, and excuse his throwing into the" & @CRLF & _
                "	water; and give him another hope, to betray him to" & @CRLF & _
                "	another punishment?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	We will do it: let him be sent for to-morrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	eight o'clock, to have amends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter FORD, PAGE, DOCTOR CAIUS, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	SIR HUGH EVANS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	I cannot find him: may be the knave bragged of that" & @CRLF & _
                "	he could not compass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	[Aside to MISTRESS FORD]  Heard you that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	You use me well, Master Ford, do you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Ay, I do so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Heaven make you better than your thoughts!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Amen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	You do yourself mighty wrong, Master Ford." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Ay, ay; I must bear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	If there be any pody in the house, and in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	chambers, and in the coffers, and in the presses," & @CRLF & _
                "	heaven forgive my sins at the day of judgment!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	By gar, nor I too: there is no bodies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Fie, fie, Master Ford! are you not ashamed? What" & @CRLF & _
                "	spirit, what devil suggests this imagination? I" & @CRLF & _
                "	would not ha' your distemper in this kind for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	wealth of Windsor Castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	'Tis my fault, Master Page: I suffer for it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	You suffer for a pad conscience: your wife is as" & @CRLF & _
                "	honest a 'omans as I will desires among five" & @CRLF & _
                "	thousand, and five hundred too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	By gar, I see 'tis an honest woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Well, I promised you a dinner. Come, come, walk in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Park: I pray you, pardon me; I will hereafter" & @CRLF & _
                "	make known to you why I have done this. Come," & @CRLF & _
                "	wife; come, Mistress Page. I pray you, pardon me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	pray heartily, pardon me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Let's go in, gentlemen; but, trust me, we'll mock" & @CRLF & _
                "	him. I do invite you to-morrow morning to my house" & @CRLF & _
                "	to breakfast: after, we'll a-birding together; I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have a fine hawk for the bush. Shall it be so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Any thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	If there is one, I shall make two in the company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	If dere be one or two, I shall make-a the turd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Pray you, go, Master Page." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	I pray you now, remembrance tomorrow on the lousy" & @CRLF & _
                "	knave, mine host." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Dat is good; by gar, with all my heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	A lousy knave, to have his gibes and his mockeries!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	A room in PAGE'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FENTON and ANNE PAGE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FENTON	I see I cannot get thy father's love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore no more turn me to him, sweet Nan." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE PAGE	Alas, how then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FENTON	                  Why, thou must be thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "	He doth object I am too great of birth--," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that, my state being gall'd with my expense," & @CRLF & _
                "	I seek to heal it only by his wealth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides these, other bars he lays before me," & @CRLF & _
                "	My riots past, my wild societies;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And tells me 'tis a thing impossible" & @CRLF & _
                "	I should love thee but as a property." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE PAGE	May be he tells you true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FENTON	No, heaven so speed me in my time to come!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Albeit I will confess thy father's wealth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was the first motive that I woo'd thee, Anne:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, wooing thee, I found thee of more value" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than stamps in gold or sums in sealed bags;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And 'tis the very riches of thyself" & @CRLF & _
                "	That now I aim at." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE PAGE	                  Gentle Master Fenton," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet seek my father's love; still seek it, sir:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If opportunity and humblest suit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot attain it, why, then,--hark you hither!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They converse apart]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SHALLOW, SLENDER, and MISTRESS QUICKLY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Break their talk, Mistress Quickly: my kinsman shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak for himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	I'll make a shaft or a bolt on't: 'slid, 'tis but" & @CRLF & _
                "	venturing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Be not dismayed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	No, she shall not dismay me: I care not for that," & @CRLF & _
                "	but that I am afeard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Hark ye; Master Slender would speak a word with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE PAGE	I come to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is my father's choice." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, what a world of vile ill-favor'd faults" & @CRLF & _
                "	Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a-year!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	And how does good Master Fenton? Pray you, a word with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	She's coming; to her, coz. O boy, thou hadst a father!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	I had a father, Mistress Anne; my uncle can tell you" & @CRLF & _
                "	good jests of him. Pray you, uncle, tell Mistress" & @CRLF & _
                "	Anne the jest, how my father stole two geese out of" & @CRLF & _
                "	a pen, good uncle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Mistress Anne, my cousin loves you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	Ay, that I do; as well as I love any woman in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gloucestershire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	He will maintain you like a gentlewoman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	Ay, that I will, come cut and long-tail, under the" & @CRLF & _
                "	degree of a squire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	He will make you a hundred and fifty pounds jointure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE PAGE	Good Master Shallow, let him woo for himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Marry, I thank you for it; I thank you for that good" & @CRLF & _
                "	comfort. She calls you, coz: I'll leave you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE PAGE	Now, Master Slender,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	Now, good Mistress Anne,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE PAGE	What is your will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	My will! 'od's heartlings, that's a pretty jest" & @CRLF & _
                "	indeed! I ne'er made my will yet, I thank heaven; I" & @CRLF & _
                "	am not such a sickly creature, I give heaven praise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE PAGE	I mean, Master Slender, what would you with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	Truly, for mine own part, I would little or nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	with you. Your father and my uncle hath made" & @CRLF & _
                "	motions: if it be my luck, so; if not, happy man be" & @CRLF & _
                "	his dole! They can tell you how things go better" & @CRLF & _
                "	than I can: you may ask your father; here he comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PAGE and MISTRESS PAGE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Now, Master Slender: love him, daughter Anne." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, how now! what does Master Fenton here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You wrong me, sir, thus still to haunt my house:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I told you, sir, my daughter is disposed of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FENTON	Nay, Master Page, be not impatient." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Good Master Fenton, come not to my child." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	She is no match for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FENTON	Sir, will you hear me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	No, good Master Fenton." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, Master Shallow; come, son Slender, in." & @CRLF & _
                "	Knowing my mind, you wrong me, Master Fenton." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Speak to Mistress Page." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FENTON	Good Mistress Page, for that I love your daughter" & @CRLF & _
                "	In such a righteous fashion as I do," & @CRLF & _
                "	Perforce, against all cheques, rebukes and manners," & @CRLF & _
                "	I must advance the colours of my love" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not retire: let me have your good will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE PAGE	Good mother, do not marry me to yond fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	I mean it not; I seek you a better husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	That's my master, master doctor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE PAGE	Alas, I had rather be set quick i' the earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bowl'd to death with turnips!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Come, trouble not yourself. Good Master Fenton," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not be your friend nor enemy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My daughter will I question how she loves you," & @CRLF & _
                "	And as I find her, so am I affected." & @CRLF & _
                "	Till then farewell, sir: she must needs go in;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her father will be angry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FENTON	Farewell, gentle mistress: farewell, Nan." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt MISTRESS PAGE and ANNE PAGE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	This is my doing, now: 'Nay,' said I, 'will you cast" & @CRLF & _
                "	away your child on a fool, and a physician? Look on" & @CRLF & _
                "	Master Fenton:' this is my doing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FENTON	I thank thee; and I pray thee, once to-night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give my sweet Nan this ring: there's for thy pains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Now heaven send thee good fortune!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit FENTON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A kind heart he hath: a woman would run through" & @CRLF & _
                "	fire and water for such a kind heart. But yet I" & @CRLF & _
                "	would my master had Mistress Anne; or I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	Master Slender had her; or, in sooth, I would Master" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fenton had her; I will do what I can for them all" & @CRLF & _
                "	three; for so I have promised, and I'll be as good" & @CRLF & _
                "	as my word; but speciously for Master Fenton. Well," & @CRLF & _
                "	I must of another errand to Sir John Falstaff from" & @CRLF & _
                "	my two mistresses: what a beast am I to slack it!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	A room in the Garter Inn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FALSTAFF and BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Bardolph, I say,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Here, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Go fetch me a quart of sack; put a toast in't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I lived to be carried in a basket, like a" & @CRLF & _
                "	barrow of butcher's offal, and to be thrown in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thames? Well, if I be served such another trick," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll have my brains ta'en out and buttered, and give" & @CRLF & _
                "	them to a dog for a new-year's gift. The rogues" & @CRLF & _
                "	slighted me into the river with as little remorse as" & @CRLF & _
                "	they would have drowned a blind bitch's puppies," & @CRLF & _
                "	fifteen i' the litter: and you may know by my size" & @CRLF & _
                "	that I have a kind of alacrity in sinking; if the" & @CRLF & _
                "	bottom were as deep as hell, I should down. I had" & @CRLF & _
                "	been drowned, but that the shore was shelvy and" & @CRLF & _
                "	shallow,--a death that I abhor; for the water swells" & @CRLF & _
                "	a man; and what a thing should I have been when I" & @CRLF & _
                "	had been swelled! I should have been a mountain of mummy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BARDOLPH with sack]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Here's Mistress Quickly, sir, to speak with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Let me pour in some sack to the Thames water; for my" & @CRLF & _
                "	belly's as cold as if I had swallowed snowballs for" & @CRLF & _
                "	pills to cool the reins. Call her in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Come in, woman!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MISTRESS QUICKLY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	By your leave; I cry you mercy: give your worship" & @CRLF & _
                "	good morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Take away these chalices. Go brew me a pottle of" & @CRLF & _
                "	sack finely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	With eggs, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Simple of itself; I'll no pullet-sperm in my brewage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Marry, sir, I come to your worship from Mistress Ford." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Mistress Ford! I have had ford enough; I was thrown" & @CRLF & _
                "	into the ford; I have my belly full of ford." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Alas the day! good heart, that was not her fault:" & @CRLF & _
                "	she does so take on with her men; they mistook their erection." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	So did I mine, to build upon a foolish woman's promise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Well, she laments, sir, for it, that it would yearn" & @CRLF & _
                "	your heart to see it. Her husband goes this morning" & @CRLF & _
                "	a-birding; she desires you once more to come to her" & @CRLF & _
                "	between eight and nine: I must carry her word" & @CRLF & _
                "	quickly: she'll make you amends, I warrant you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Well, I will visit her: tell her so; and bid her" & @CRLF & _
                "	think what a man is: let her consider his frailty," & @CRLF & _
                "	and then judge of my merit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	I will tell her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Do so. Between nine and ten, sayest thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Eight and nine, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Well, be gone: I will not miss her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Peace be with you, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I marvel I hear not of Master Brook; he sent me word" & @CRLF & _
                "	to stay within: I like his money well. O, here he comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FORD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Bless you, sir!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Now, master Brook, you come to know what hath passed" & @CRLF & _
                "	between me and Ford's wife?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	That, indeed, Sir John, is my business." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Master Brook, I will not lie to you: I was at her" & @CRLF & _
                "	house the hour she appointed me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	And sped you, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Very ill-favoredly, Master Brook." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	How so, sir? Did she change her determination?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	No, Master Brook; but the peaking Cornuto her" & @CRLF & _
                "	husband, Master Brook, dwelling in a continual" & @CRLF & _
                "	'larum of jealousy, comes me in the instant of our" & @CRLF & _
                "	encounter, after we had embraced, kissed, protested," & @CRLF & _
                "	and, as it were, spoke the prologue of our comedy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and at his heels a rabble of his companions, thither" & @CRLF & _
                "	provoked and instigated by his distemper, and," & @CRLF & _
                "	forsooth, to search his house for his wife's love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	What, while you were there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	While I was there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	And did he search for you, and could not find you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	You shall hear. As good luck would have it, comes" & @CRLF & _
                "	in one Mistress Page; gives intelligence of Ford's" & @CRLF & _
                "	approach; and, in her invention and Ford's wife's" & @CRLF & _
                "	distraction, they conveyed me into a buck-basket." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	A buck-basket!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	By the Lord, a buck-basket! rammed me in with foul" & @CRLF & _
                "	shirts and smocks, socks, foul stockings, greasy" & @CRLF & _
                "	napkins; that, Master Brook, there was the rankest" & @CRLF & _
                "	compound of villanous smell that ever offended nostril." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	And how long lay you there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Nay, you shall hear, Master Brook, what I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	suffered to bring this woman to evil for your good." & @CRLF & _
                "	Being thus crammed in the basket, a couple of Ford's" & @CRLF & _
                "	knaves, his hinds, were called forth by their" & @CRLF & _
                "	mistress to carry me in the name of foul clothes to" & @CRLF & _
                "	Datchet-lane: they took me on their shoulders; met" & @CRLF & _
                "	the jealous knave their master in the door, who" & @CRLF & _
                "	asked them once or twice what they had in their" & @CRLF & _
                "	basket: I quaked for fear, lest the lunatic knave" & @CRLF & _
                "	would have searched it; but fate, ordaining he" & @CRLF & _
                "	should be a cuckold, held his hand. Well: on went he" & @CRLF & _
                "	for a search, and away went I for foul clothes. But" & @CRLF & _
                "	mark the sequel, Master Brook: I suffered the pangs" & @CRLF & _
                "	of three several deaths; first, an intolerable" & @CRLF & _
                "	fright, to be detected with a jealous rotten" & @CRLF & _
                "	bell-wether; next, to be compassed, like a good" & @CRLF & _
                "	bilbo, in the circumference of a peck, hilt to" & @CRLF & _
                "	point, heel to head; and then, to be stopped in," & @CRLF & _
                "	like a strong distillation, with stinking clothes" & @CRLF & _
                "	that fretted in their own grease: think of that,--a" & @CRLF & _
                "	man of my kidney,--think of that,--that am as subject" & @CRLF & _
                "	to heat as butter; a man of continual dissolution" & @CRLF & _
                "	and thaw: it was a miracle to scape suffocation." & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the height of this bath, when I was more than" & @CRLF & _
                "	half stewed in grease, like a Dutch dish, to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	thrown into the Thames, and cooled, glowing hot," & @CRLF & _
                "	in that surge, like a horse-shoe; think of" & @CRLF & _
                "	that,--hissing hot,--think of that, Master Brook." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	In good sadness, I am sorry that for my sake you" & @CRLF & _
                "	have sufferd all this. My suit then is desperate;" & @CRLF & _
                "	you'll undertake her no more?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Master Brook, I will be thrown into Etna, as I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	been into Thames, ere I will leave her thus. Her" & @CRLF & _
                "	husband is this morning gone a-birding: I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	received from her another embassy of meeting; 'twixt" & @CRLF & _
                "	eight and nine is the hour, Master Brook." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	'Tis past eight already, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Is it? I will then address me to my appointment." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come to me at your convenient leisure, and you shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	know how I speed; and the conclusion shall be" & @CRLF & _
                "	crowned with your enjoying her. Adieu. You shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	have her, Master Brook; Master Brook, you shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	cuckold Ford." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Hum! ha! is this a vision? is this a dream? do I" & @CRLF & _
                "	sleep? Master Ford awake! awake, Master Ford!" & @CRLF & _
                "	there's a hole made in your best coat, Master Ford." & @CRLF & _
                "	This 'tis to be married! this 'tis to have linen" & @CRLF & _
                "	and buck-baskets! Well, I will proclaim myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	what I am: I will now take the lecher; he is at my" & @CRLF & _
                "	house; he cannot 'scape me; 'tis impossible he" & @CRLF & _
                "	should; he cannot creep into a halfpenny purse," & @CRLF & _
                "	nor into a pepper-box: but, lest the devil that" & @CRLF & _
                "	guides him should aid him, I will search" & @CRLF & _
                "	impossible places. Though what I am I cannot avoid," & @CRLF & _
                "	yet to be what I would not shall not make me tame:" & @CRLF & _
                "	if I have horns to make one mad, let the proverb go" & @CRLF & _
                "	with me: I'll be horn-mad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MISTRESS PAGE, MISTRESS QUICKLY, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	WILLIAM PAGE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Is he at Master Ford's already, think'st thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Sure he is by this, or will be presently: but," & @CRLF & _
                "	truly, he is very courageous mad about his throwing" & @CRLF & _
                "	into the water. Mistress Ford desires you to come suddenly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	I'll be with her by and by; I'll but bring my young" & @CRLF & _
                "	man here to school. Look, where his master comes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'tis a playing-day, I see." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR HUGH EVANS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, Sir Hugh! no school to-day?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	No; Master Slender is let the boys leave to play." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Blessing of his heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Sir Hugh, my husband says my son profits nothing in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the world at his book. I pray you, ask him some" & @CRLF & _
                "	questions in his accidence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Come hither, William; hold up your head; come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Come on, sirrah; hold up your head; answer your" & @CRLF & _
                "	master, be not afraid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	William, how many numbers is in nouns?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM PAGE	Two." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Truly, I thought there had been one number more," & @CRLF & _
                "	because they say, ''Od's nouns.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Peace your tattlings! What is 'fair,' William?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM PAGE	Pulcher." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Polecats! there are fairer things than polecats, sure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	You are a very simplicity 'oman: I pray you peace." & @CRLF & _
                "	What is 'lapis,' William?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM PAGE	A stone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	And what is 'a stone,' William?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM PAGE	A pebble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	No, it is 'lapis:' I pray you, remember in your prain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM PAGE	Lapis." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	That is a good William. What is he, William, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	does lend articles?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM PAGE	Articles are borrowed of the pronoun, and be thus" & @CRLF & _
                "	declined, Singulariter, nominativo, hic, haec, hoc." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Nominativo, hig, hag, hog; pray you, mark:" & @CRLF & _
                "	genitivo, hujus. Well, what is your accusative case?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM PAGE	Accusativo, hinc." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	I pray you, have your remembrance, child," & @CRLF & _
                "	accusative, hung, hang, hog." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	'Hang-hog' is Latin for bacon, I warrant you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Leave your prabbles, 'oman. What is the focative" & @CRLF & _
                "	case, William?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM PAGE	O,--vocativo, O." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Remember, William; focative is caret." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	And that's a good root." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	'Oman, forbear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	What is your genitive case plural, William?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM PAGE	Genitive case!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Ay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM PAGE	Genitive,--horum, harum, horum." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Vengeance of Jenny's case! fie on her! never name" & @CRLF & _
                "	her, child, if she be a whore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	For shame, 'oman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	You do ill to teach the child such words: he" & @CRLF & _
                "	teaches him to hick and to hack, which they'll do" & @CRLF & _
                "	fast enough of themselves, and to call 'horum:' fie upon you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	'Oman, art thou lunatics? hast thou no" & @CRLF & _
                "	understandings for thy cases and the numbers of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	genders? Thou art as foolish Christian creatures as" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would desires." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Prithee, hold thy peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Show me now, William, some declensions of your pronouns." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM PAGE	Forsooth, I have forgot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	It is qui, quae, quod: if you forget your 'quies,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	your 'quaes,' and your 'quods,' you must be" & @CRLF & _
                "	preeches. Go your ways, and play; go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	He is a better scholar than I thought he was." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	He is a good sprag memory. Farewell, Mistress Page." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Adieu, good Sir Hugh." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit SIR HUGH EVANS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Get you home, boy. Come, we stay too long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A room in FORD'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FALSTAFF and MISTRESS FORD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Mistress Ford, your sorrow hath eaten up my" & @CRLF & _
                "	sufferance. I see you are obsequious in your love," & @CRLF & _
                "	and I profess requital to a hair's breadth; not" & @CRLF & _
                "	only, Mistress Ford, in the simple" & @CRLF & _
                "	office of love, but in all the accoutrement," & @CRLF & _
                "	complement and ceremony of it. But are you" & @CRLF & _
                "	sure of your husband now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	He's a-birding, sweet Sir John." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	[Within]  What, ho, gossip Ford! what, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Step into the chamber, Sir John." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit FALSTAFF]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MISTRESS PAGE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	How now, sweetheart! who's at home besides yourself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Why, none but mine own people." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Indeed!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	No, certainly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside to her]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak louder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Truly, I am so glad you have nobody here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Why?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Why, woman, your husband is in his old lunes again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	he so takes on yonder with my husband; so rails" & @CRLF & _
                "	against all married mankind; so curses all Eve's" & @CRLF & _
                "	daughters, of what complexion soever; and so buffets" & @CRLF & _
                "	himself on the forehead, crying, 'Peer out, peer" & @CRLF & _
                "	out!' that any madness I ever yet beheld seemed but" & @CRLF & _
                "	tameness, civility and patience, to this his" & @CRLF & _
                "	distemper he is in now: I am glad the fat knight is not here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Why, does he talk of him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Of none but him; and swears he was carried out, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	last time he searched for him, in a basket; protests" & @CRLF & _
                "	to my husband he is now here, and hath drawn him and" & @CRLF & _
                "	the rest of their company from their sport, to make" & @CRLF & _
                "	another experiment of his suspicion: but I am glad" & @CRLF & _
                "	the knight is not here; now he shall see his own foolery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	How near is he, Mistress Page?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Hard by; at street end; he will be here anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	I am undone! The knight is here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Why then you are utterly shamed, and he's but a dead" & @CRLF & _
                "	man. What a woman are you!--Away with him, away" & @CRLF & _
                "	with him! better shame than murder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Which way should be go? how should I bestow him?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I put him into the basket again?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter FALSTAFF]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	No, I'll come no more i' the basket. May I not go" & @CRLF & _
                "	out ere he come?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Alas, three of Master Ford's brothers watch the door" & @CRLF & _
                "	with pistols, that none shall issue out; otherwise" & @CRLF & _
                "	you might slip away ere he came. But what make you here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What shall I do? I'll creep up into the chimney." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	There they always use to discharge their" & @CRLF & _
                "	birding-pieces. Creep into the kiln-hole." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Where is it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	He will seek there, on my word. Neither press," & @CRLF & _
                "	coffer, chest, trunk, well, vault, but he hath an" & @CRLF & _
                "	abstract for the remembrance of such places, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	goes to them by his note: there is no hiding you in the house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I'll go out then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	If you go out in your own semblance, you die, Sir" & @CRLF & _
                "	John. Unless you go out disguised--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	How might we disguise him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Alas the day, I know not! There is no woman's gown" & @CRLF & _
                "	big enough for him otherwise he might put on a hat," & @CRLF & _
                "	a muffler and a kerchief, and so escape." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Good hearts, devise something: any extremity rather" & @CRLF & _
                "	than a mischief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	My maid's aunt, the fat woman of Brentford, has a" & @CRLF & _
                "	gown above." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	On my word, it will serve him; she's as big as he" & @CRLF & _
                "	is: and there's her thrummed hat and her muffler" & @CRLF & _
                "	too. Run up, Sir John." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Go, go, sweet Sir John: Mistress Page and I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	look some linen for your head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Quick, quick! we'll come dress you straight: put" & @CRLF & _
                "	on the gown the while." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit FALSTAFF]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	I would my husband would meet him in this shape: he" & @CRLF & _
                "	cannot abide the old woman of Brentford; he swears" & @CRLF & _
                "	she's a witch; forbade her my house and hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	threatened to beat her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Heaven guide him to thy husband's cudgel, and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	devil guide his cudgel afterwards!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	But is my husband coming?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Ah, in good sadness, is he; and talks of the basket" & @CRLF & _
                "	too, howsoever he hath had intelligence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	We'll try that; for I'll appoint my men to carry the" & @CRLF & _
                "	basket again, to meet him at the door with it, as" & @CRLF & _
                "	they did last time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Nay, but he'll be here presently: let's go dress him" & @CRLF & _
                "	like the witch of Brentford." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	I'll first direct my men what they shall do with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	basket. Go up; I'll bring linen for him straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Hang him, dishonest varlet! we cannot misuse him enough." & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll leave a proof, by that which we will do," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wives may be merry, and yet honest too:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We do not act that often jest and laugh;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis old, but true, Still swine eat all the draff." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter MISTRESS FORD with two Servants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Go, sirs, take the basket again on your shoulders:" & @CRLF & _
                "	your master is hard at door; if he bid you set it" & @CRLF & _
                "	down, obey him: quickly, dispatch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	Come, come, take it up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servant	Pray heaven it be not full of knight again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	I hope not; I had as lief bear so much lead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FORD, PAGE, SHALLOW, DOCTOR CAIUS, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	SIR HUGH EVANS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Ay, but if it prove true, Master Page, have you any" & @CRLF & _
                "	way then to unfool me again? Set down the basket," & @CRLF & _
                "	villain! Somebody call my wife. Youth in a basket!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O you panderly rascals! there's a knot, a ging, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	pack, a conspiracy against me: now shall the devil" & @CRLF & _
                "	be shamed. What, wife, I say! Come, come forth!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Behold what honest clothes you send forth to bleaching!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Why, this passes, Master Ford; you are not to go" & @CRLF & _
                "	loose any longer; you must be pinioned." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Why, this is lunatics! this is mad as a mad dog!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	Indeed, Master Ford, this is not well, indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	So say I too, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter MISTRESS FORD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come hither, Mistress Ford; Mistress Ford the honest" & @CRLF & _
                "	woman, the modest wife, the virtuous creature, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath the jealous fool to her husband! I suspect" & @CRLF & _
                "	without cause, mistress, do I?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Heaven be my witness you do, if you suspect me in" & @CRLF & _
                "	any dishonesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Well said, brazen-face! hold it out. Come forth, sirrah!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Pulling clothes out of the basket]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	This passes!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Are you not ashamed? let the clothes alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	I shall find you anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	'Tis unreasonable! Will you take up your wife's" & @CRLF & _
                "	clothes? Come away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Empty the basket, I say!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Why, man, why?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Master Page, as I am a man, there was one conveyed" & @CRLF & _
                "	out of my house yesterday in this basket: why may" & @CRLF & _
                "	not he be there again? In my house I am sure he is:" & @CRLF & _
                "	my intelligence is true; my jealousy is reasonable." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pluck me out all the linen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	If you find a man there, he shall die a flea's death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Here's no man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	By my fidelity, this is not well, Master Ford; this" & @CRLF & _
                "	wrongs you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Master Ford, you must pray, and not follow the" & @CRLF & _
                "	imaginations of your own heart: this is jealousies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Well, he's not here I seek for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	No, nor nowhere else but in your brain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Help to search my house this one time. If I find" & @CRLF & _
                "	not what I seek, show no colour for my extremity; let" & @CRLF & _
                "	me for ever be your table-sport; let them say of" & @CRLF & _
                "	me, 'As jealous as Ford, Chat searched a hollow" & @CRLF & _
                "	walnut for his wife's leman.' Satisfy me once more;" & @CRLF & _
                "	once more search with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	What, ho, Mistress Page! come you and the old woman" & @CRLF & _
                "	down; my husband will come into the chamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Old woman! what old woman's that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Nay, it is my maid's aunt of Brentford." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	A witch, a quean, an old cozening quean! Have I not" & @CRLF & _
                "	forbid her my house? She comes of errands, does" & @CRLF & _
                "	she? We are simple men; we do not know what's" & @CRLF & _
                "	brought to pass under the profession of" & @CRLF & _
                "	fortune-telling. She works by charms, by spells," & @CRLF & _
                "	by the figure, and such daubery as this is, beyond" & @CRLF & _
                "	our element we know nothing. Come down, you witch," & @CRLF & _
                "	you hag, you; come down, I say!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Nay, good, sweet husband! Good gentlemen, let him" & @CRLF & _
                "	not strike the old woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter FALSTAFF in woman's clothes, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	MISTRESS PAGE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Come, Mother Prat; come, give me your hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	I'll prat her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Beating him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of my door, you witch, you hag, you baggage, you" & @CRLF & _
                "	polecat, you runyon! out, out! I'll conjure you," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll fortune-tell you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit FALSTAFF]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Are you not ashamed? I think you have killed the" & @CRLF & _
                "	poor woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Nay, he will do it. 'Tis a goodly credit for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Hang her, witch!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	By the yea and no, I think the 'oman is a witch" & @CRLF & _
                "	indeed: I like not when a 'oman has a great peard;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I spy a great peard under his muffler." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Will you follow, gentlemen? I beseech you, follow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	see but the issue of my jealousy: if I cry out thus" & @CRLF & _
                "	upon no trail, never trust me when I open again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Let's obey his humour a little further: come," & @CRLF & _
                "	gentlemen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt FORD, PAGE, SHALLOW, DOCTOR CAIUS, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	SIR HUGH EVANS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Trust me, he beat him most pitifully." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Nay, by the mass, that he did not; he beat him most" & @CRLF & _
                "	unpitifully, methought." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	I'll have the cudgel hallowed and hung o'er the" & @CRLF & _
                "	altar; it hath done meritorious service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	What think you? may we, with the warrant of" & @CRLF & _
                "	womanhood and the witness of a good conscience," & @CRLF & _
                "	pursue him with any further revenge?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	The spirit of wantonness is, sure, scared out of" & @CRLF & _
                "	him: if the devil have him not in fee-simple, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	fine and recovery, he will never, I think, in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	way of waste, attempt us again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Shall we tell our husbands how we have served him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Yes, by all means; if it be but to scrape the" & @CRLF & _
                "	figures out of your husband's brains. If they can" & @CRLF & _
                "	find in their hearts the poor unvirtuous fat knight" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall be any further afflicted, we two will still be" & @CRLF & _
                "	the ministers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	I'll warrant they'll have him publicly shamed: and" & @CRLF & _
                "	methinks there would be no period to the jest," & @CRLF & _
                "	should he not be publicly shamed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Come, to the forge with it then; shape it: I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	not have things cool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A room in the Garter Inn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Host and BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Sir, the Germans desire to have three of your" & @CRLF & _
                "	horses: the duke himself will be to-morrow at" & @CRLF & _
                "	court, and they are going to meet him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	What duke should that be comes so secretly? I hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	not of him in the court. Let me speak with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentlemen: they speak English?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Ay, sir; I'll call them to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	They shall have my horses; but I'll make them pay;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll sauce them: they have had my house a week at" & @CRLF & _
                "	command; I have turned away my other guests: they" & @CRLF & _
                "	must come off; I'll sauce them. Come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	A room in FORD'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PAGE, FORD, MISTRESS PAGE, MISTRESS FORD," & @CRLF & _
                "	and SIR HUGH EVANS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	'Tis one of the best discretions of a 'oman as ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	I did look upon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	And did he send you both these letters at an instant?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Within a quarter of an hour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Pardon me, wife. Henceforth do what thou wilt;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I rather will suspect the sun with cold" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than thee with wantonness: now doth thy honour stand" & @CRLF & _
                "	In him that was of late an heretic," & @CRLF & _
                "	As firm as faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	'Tis well, 'tis well; no more:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not as extreme in submission" & @CRLF & _
                "	As in offence." & @CRLF & _
                "	But let our plot go forward: let our wives" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet once again, to make us public sport," & @CRLF & _
                "	Appoint a meeting with this old fat fellow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where we may take him and disgrace him for it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	There is no better way than that they spoke of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	How? to send him word they'll meet him in the park" & @CRLF & _
                "	at midnight? Fie, fie! he'll never come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	You say he has been thrown in the rivers and has" & @CRLF & _
                "	been grievously peaten as an old 'oman: methinks" & @CRLF & _
                "	there should be terrors in him that he should not" & @CRLF & _
                "	come; methinks his flesh is punished, he shall have" & @CRLF & _
                "	no desires." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	So think I too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Devise but how you'll use him when he comes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let us two devise to bring him thither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	There is an old tale goes that Herne the hunter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sometime a keeper here in Windsor forest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth all the winter-time, at still midnight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Walk round about an oak, with great ragg'd horns;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And there he blasts the tree and takes the cattle" & @CRLF & _
                "	And makes milch-kine yield blood and shakes a chain" & @CRLF & _
                "	In a most hideous and dreadful manner:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have heard of such a spirit, and well you know" & @CRLF & _
                "	The superstitious idle-headed eld" & @CRLF & _
                "	Received and did deliver to our age" & @CRLF & _
                "	This tale of Herne the hunter for a truth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Why, yet there want not many that do fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	In deep of night to walk by this Herne's oak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But what of this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	                  Marry, this is our device;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Falstaff at that oak shall meet with us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Well, let it not be doubted but he'll come:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in this shape when you have brought him thither," & @CRLF & _
                "	What shall be done with him? what is your plot?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	That likewise have we thought upon, and thus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nan Page my daughter and my little son" & @CRLF & _
                "	And three or four more of their growth we'll dress" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like urchins, ouphes and fairies, green and white," & @CRLF & _
                "	With rounds of waxen tapers on their heads," & @CRLF & _
                "	And rattles in their hands: upon a sudden," & @CRLF & _
                "	As Falstaff, she and I, are newly met," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let them from forth a sawpit rush at once" & @CRLF & _
                "	With some diffused song: upon their sight," & @CRLF & _
                "	We two in great amazedness will fly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then let them all encircle him about" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, fairy-like, to-pinch the unclean knight," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ask him why, that hour of fairy revel," & @CRLF & _
                "	In their so sacred paths he dares to tread" & @CRLF & _
                "	In shape profane." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	                  And till he tell the truth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let the supposed fairies pinch him sound" & @CRLF & _
                "	And burn him with their tapers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	The truth being known," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll all present ourselves, dis-horn the spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	And mock him home to Windsor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	The children must" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be practised well to this, or they'll ne'er do't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	I will teach the children their behaviors; and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will be like a jack-an-apes also, to burn the" & @CRLF & _
                "	knight with my taber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	That will be excellent. I'll go and buy them vizards." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	My Nan shall be the queen of all the fairies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Finely attired in a robe of white." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	That silk will I go buy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		   And in that time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall Master Slender steal my Nan away" & @CRLF & _
                "	And marry her at Eton. Go send to Falstaff straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Nay I'll to him again in name of Brook" & @CRLF & _
                "	He'll tell me all his purpose: sure, he'll come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Fear not you that. Go get us properties" & @CRLF & _
                "	And tricking for our fairies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Let us about it: it is admirable pleasures and fery" & @CRLF & _
                "	honest knaveries." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt PAGE, FORD, and SIR HUGH EVANS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Go, Mistress Ford," & @CRLF & _
                "	Send quickly to Sir John, to know his mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit MISTRESS FORD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll to the doctor: he hath my good will," & @CRLF & _
                "	And none but he, to marry with Nan Page." & @CRLF & _
                "	That Slender, though well landed, is an idiot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he my husband best of all affects." & @CRLF & _
                "	The doctor is well money'd, and his friends" & @CRLF & _
                "	Potent at court: he, none but he, shall have her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though twenty thousand worthier come to crave her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	A room in the Garter Inn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Host and SIMPLE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	What wouldst thou have, boor? what: thick-skin?" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak, breathe, discuss; brief, short, quick, snap." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	Marry, sir, I come to speak with Sir John Falstaff" & @CRLF & _
                "	from Master Slender." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	There's his chamber, his house, his castle, his" & @CRLF & _
                "	standing-bed and truckle-bed; 'tis painted about" & @CRLF & _
                "	with the story of the Prodigal, fresh and new. Go" & @CRLF & _
                "	knock and call; hell speak like an Anthropophaginian" & @CRLF & _
                "	unto thee: knock, I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	There's an old woman, a fat woman, gone up into his" & @CRLF & _
                "	chamber: I'll be so bold as stay, sir, till she come" & @CRLF & _
                "	down; I come to speak with her, indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Ha! a fat woman! the knight may be robbed: I'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	call. Bully knight! bully Sir John! speak from" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy lungs military: art thou there? it is thine" & @CRLF & _
                "	host, thine Ephesian, calls." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	[Above]  How now, mine host!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Here's a Bohemian-Tartar tarries the coming down of" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy fat woman. Let her descend, bully, let her" & @CRLF & _
                "	descend; my chambers are honourable: fie! privacy?" & @CRLF & _
                "	fie!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FALSTAFF]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	There was, mine host, an old fat woman even now with" & @CRLF & _
                "	me; but she's gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	Pray you, sir, was't not the wise woman of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brentford?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Ay, marry, was it, mussel-shell: what would you with her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	My master, sir, Master Slender, sent to her, seeing" & @CRLF & _
                "	her go through the streets, to know, sir, whether" & @CRLF & _
                "	one Nym, sir, that beguiled him of a chain, had the" & @CRLF & _
                "	chain or no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I spake with the old woman about it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	And what says she, I pray, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Marry, she says that the very same man that" & @CRLF & _
                "	beguiled Master Slender of his chain cozened him of" & @CRLF & _
                "	it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	I would I could have spoken with the woman herself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had other things to have spoken with her too from" & @CRLF & _
                "	him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What are they? let us know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Ay, come; quick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	I may not conceal them, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Conceal them, or thou diest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	Why, sir, they were nothing but about Mistress Anne" & @CRLF & _
                "	Page; to know if it were my master's fortune to" & @CRLF & _
                "	have her or no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	'Tis, 'tis his fortune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	What, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	To have her, or no. Go; say the woman told me so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	May I be bold to say so, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Ay, sir; like who more bold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMPLE	I thank your worship: I shall make my master glad" & @CRLF & _
                "	with these tidings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Thou art clerkly, thou art clerkly, Sir John. Was" & @CRLF & _
                "	there a wise woman with thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Ay, that there was, mine host; one that hath taught" & @CRLF & _
                "	me more wit than ever I learned before in my life;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and I paid nothing for it neither, but was paid for" & @CRLF & _
                "	my learning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Out, alas, sir! cozenage, mere cozenage!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Where be my horses? speak well of them, varletto." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BARDOLPH	Run away with the cozeners; for so soon as I came" & @CRLF & _
                "	beyond Eton, they threw me off from behind one of" & @CRLF & _
                "	them, in a slough of mire; and set spurs and away," & @CRLF & _
                "	like three German devils, three Doctor Faustuses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	They are gone but to meet the duke, villain: do not" & @CRLF & _
                "	say they be fled; Germans are honest men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR HUGH EVANS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Where is mine host?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	What is the matter, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Have a care of your entertainments: there is a" & @CRLF & _
                "	friend of mine come to town tells me there is three" & @CRLF & _
                "	cozen-germans that has cozened all the hosts of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Readins, of Maidenhead, of Colebrook, of horses and" & @CRLF & _
                "	money. I tell you for good will, look you: you" & @CRLF & _
                "	are wise and full of gibes and vlouting-stocks, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	'tis not convenient you should be cozened. Fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DOCTOR CAIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Vere is mine host de Jarteer?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Here, master doctor, in perplexity and doubtful dilemma." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	I cannot tell vat is dat: but it is tell-a me dat" & @CRLF & _
                "	you make grand preparation for a duke de Jamany: by" & @CRLF & _
                "	my trot, dere is no duke dat the court is know to" & @CRLF & _
                "	come. I tell you for good vill: adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Hue and cry, villain, go! Assist me, knight. I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	undone! Fly, run, hue and cry, villain! I am undone!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Host and BARDOLPH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I would all the world might be cozened; for I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	been cozened and beaten too. If it should come to" & @CRLF & _
                "	the ear of the court, how I have been transformed" & @CRLF & _
                "	and how my transformation hath been washed and" & @CRLF & _
                "	cudgelled, they would melt me out of my fat drop by" & @CRLF & _
                "	drop and liquor fishermen's boots with me; I warrant" & @CRLF & _
                "	they would whip me with their fine wits till I were" & @CRLF & _
                "	as crest-fallen as a dried pear. I never prospered" & @CRLF & _
                "	since I forswore myself at primero. Well, if my" & @CRLF & _
                "	wind were but long enough to say my prayers, I would repent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MISTRESS QUICKLY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, whence come you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	From the two parties, forsooth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	The devil take one party and his dam the other! and" & @CRLF & _
                "	so they shall be both bestowed. I have suffered more" & @CRLF & _
                "	for their sakes, more than the villanous inconstancy" & @CRLF & _
                "	of man's disposition is able to bear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	And have not they suffered? Yes, I warrant;" & @CRLF & _
                "	speciously one of them; Mistress Ford, good heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	is beaten black and blue, that you cannot see a" & @CRLF & _
                "	white spot about her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What tellest thou me of black and blue? I was" & @CRLF & _
                "	beaten myself into all the colours of the rainbow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and I was like to be apprehended for the witch of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brentford: but that my admirable dexterity of wit," & @CRLF & _
                "	my counterfeiting the action of an old woman," & @CRLF & _
                "	delivered me, the knave constable had set me i' the" & @CRLF & _
                "	stocks, i' the common stocks, for a witch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Sir, let me speak with you in your chamber: you" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall hear how things go; and, I warrant, to your" & @CRLF & _
                "	content. Here is a letter will say somewhat. Good" & @CRLF & _
                "	hearts, what ado here is to bring you together!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sure, one of you does not serve heaven well, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	you are so crossed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Come up into my chamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	Another room in the Garter Inn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FENTON and Host]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Master Fenton, talk not to me; my mind is heavy: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will give over all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FENTON	Yet hear me speak. Assist me in my purpose," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as I am a gentleman, I'll give thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	A hundred pound in gold more than your loss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	I will hear you, Master Fenton; and I will at the" & @CRLF & _
                "	least keep your counsel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FENTON	From time to time I have acquainted you" & @CRLF & _
                "	With the dear love I bear to fair Anne Page;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who mutually hath answer'd my affection," & @CRLF & _
                "	So far forth as herself might be her chooser," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to my wish: I have a letter from her" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of such contents as you will wonder at;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mirth whereof so larded with my matter," & @CRLF & _
                "	That neither singly can be manifested," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without the show of both; fat Falstaff" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath a great scene: the image of the jest" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll show you here at large. Hark, good mine host." & @CRLF & _
                "	To-night at Herne's oak, just 'twixt twelve and one," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must my sweet Nan present the Fairy Queen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The purpose why, is here: in which disguise," & @CRLF & _
                "	While other jests are something rank on foot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her father hath commanded her to slip" & @CRLF & _
                "	Away with Slender and with him at Eton" & @CRLF & _
                "	Immediately to marry: she hath consented: Now, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her mother, ever strong against that match" & @CRLF & _
                "	And firm for Doctor Caius, hath appointed" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he shall likewise shuffle her away," & @CRLF & _
                "	While other sports are tasking of their minds," & @CRLF & _
                "	And at the deanery, where a priest attends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Straight marry her: to this her mother's plot" & @CRLF & _
                "	She seemingly obedient likewise hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made promise to the doctor. Now, thus it rests:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her father means she shall be all in white," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in that habit, when Slender sees his time" & @CRLF & _
                "	To take her by the hand and bid her go," & @CRLF & _
                "	She shall go with him: her mother hath intended," & @CRLF & _
                "	The better to denote her to the doctor," & @CRLF & _
                "	For they must all be mask'd and vizarded," & @CRLF & _
                "	That quaint in green she shall be loose enrobed," & @CRLF & _
                "	With ribands pendent, flaring 'bout her head;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when the doctor spies his vantage ripe," & @CRLF & _
                "	To pinch her by the hand, and, on that token," & @CRLF & _
                "	The maid hath given consent to go with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Which means she to deceive, father or mother?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FENTON	Both, my good host, to go along with me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here it rests, that you'll procure the vicar" & @CRLF & _
                "	To stay for me at church 'twixt twelve and one," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in the lawful name of marrying," & @CRLF & _
                "	To give our hearts united ceremony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Well, husband your device; I'll to the vicar:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring you the maid, you shall not lack a priest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FENTON	So shall I evermore be bound to thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, I'll make a present recompense." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A room in the Garter Inn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FALSTAFF and MISTRESS QUICKLY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Prithee, no more prattling; go. I'll hold. This is" & @CRLF & _
                "	the third time; I hope good luck lies in odd" & @CRLF & _
                "	numbers. Away I go. They say there is divinity in" & @CRLF & _
                "	odd numbers, either in nativity, chance, or death. Away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	I'll provide you a chain; and I'll do what I can to" & @CRLF & _
                "	get you a pair of horns." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Away, I say; time wears: hold up your head, and mince." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit MISTRESS QUICKLY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FORD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, Master Brook! Master Brook, the matter" & @CRLF & _
                "	will be known to-night, or never. Be you in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Park about midnight, at Herne's oak, and you shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	see wonders." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Went you not to her yesterday, sir, as you told me" & @CRLF & _
                "	you had appointed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I went to her, Master Brook, as you see, like a poor" & @CRLF & _
                "	old man: but I came from her, Master Brook, like a" & @CRLF & _
                "	poor old woman. That same knave Ford, her husband," & @CRLF & _
                "	hath the finest mad devil of jealousy in him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Master Brook, that ever governed frenzy. I will tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	you: he beat me grievously, in the shape of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	woman; for in the shape of man, Master Brook, I fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	not Goliath with a weaver's beam; because I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	also life is a shuttle. I am in haste; go along" & @CRLF & _
                "	with me: I'll tell you all, Master Brook. Since I" & @CRLF & _
                "	plucked geese, played truant and whipped top, I knew" & @CRLF & _
                "	not what 'twas to be beaten till lately. Follow" & @CRLF & _
                "	me: I'll tell you strange things of this knave" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ford, on whom to-night I will be revenged, and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will deliver his wife into your hand. Follow." & @CRLF & _
                "	Strange things in hand, Master Brook! Follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Windsor Park." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Come, come; we'll couch i' the castle-ditch till we" & @CRLF & _
                "	see the light of our fairies. Remember, son Slender," & @CRLF & _
                "	my daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	Ay, forsooth; I have spoke with her and we have a" & @CRLF & _
                "	nay-word how to know one another: I come to her in" & @CRLF & _
                "	white, and cry 'mum;' she cries 'budget;' and by" & @CRLF & _
                "	that we know one another." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SHALLOW	That's good too: but what needs either your 'mum'" & @CRLF & _
                "	or her 'budget?' the white will decipher her well" & @CRLF & _
                "	enough. It hath struck ten o'clock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	The night is dark; light and spirits will become it" & @CRLF & _
                "	well. Heaven prosper our sport! No man means evil" & @CRLF & _
                "	but the devil, and we shall know him by his horns." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's away; follow me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A street leading to the Park." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MISTRESS PAGE, MISTRESS FORD, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	DOCTOR CAIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Master doctor, my daughter is in green: when you" & @CRLF & _
                "	see your time, take her by the band, away with her" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the deanery, and dispatch it quickly. Go before" & @CRLF & _
                "	into the Park: we two must go together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	I know vat I have to do. Adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Fare you well, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit DOCTOR CAIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	My husband will not rejoice so much at the abuse of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Falstaff as he will chafe at the doctor's marrying" & @CRLF & _
                "	my daughter: but 'tis no matter; better a little" & @CRLF & _
                "	chiding than a great deal of heart-break." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Where is Nan now and her troop of fairies, and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Welsh devil Hugh?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	They are all couched in a pit hard by Herne's oak," & @CRLF & _
                "	with obscured lights; which, at the very instant of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Falstaff's and our meeting, they will at once" & @CRLF & _
                "	display to the night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	That cannot choose but amaze him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	If he be not amazed, he will be mocked; if he be" & @CRLF & _
                "	amazed, he will every way be mocked." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	We'll betray him finely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Against such lewdsters and their lechery" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those that betray them do no treachery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	The hour draws on. To the oak, to the oak!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Windsor Park." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR HUGH EVANS, disguised, with others as Fairies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Trib, trib, fairies; come; and remember your parts:" & @CRLF & _
                "	be pold, I pray you; follow me into the pit; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	when I give the watch-'ords, do as I pid you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	come, come; trib, trib." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Another part of the Park." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FALSTAFF disguised as Herne]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	The Windsor bell hath struck twelve; the minute" & @CRLF & _
                "	draws on. Now, the hot-blooded gods assist me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Remember, Jove, thou wast a bull for thy Europa; love" & @CRLF & _
                "	set on thy horns. O powerful love! that, in some" & @CRLF & _
                "	respects, makes a beast a man, in some other, a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	a beast. You were also, Jupiter, a swan for the love" & @CRLF & _
                "	of Leda. O omnipotent Love! how near the god drew" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the complexion of a goose! A fault done first in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the form of a beast. O Jove, a beastly fault! And" & @CRLF & _
                "	then another fault in the semblance of a fowl; think" & @CRLF & _
                "	on 't, Jove; a foul fault! When gods have hot" & @CRLF & _
                "	backs, what shall poor men do? For me, I am here a" & @CRLF & _
                "	Windsor stag; and the fattest, I think, i' the" & @CRLF & _
                "	forest. Send me a cool rut-time, Jove, or who can" & @CRLF & _
                "	blame me to piss my tallow? Who comes here? my" & @CRLF & _
                "	doe?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MISTRESS FORD and MISTRESS PAGE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Sir John! art thou there, my deer? my male deer?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	My doe with the black scut! Let the sky rain" & @CRLF & _
                "	potatoes; let it thunder to the tune of Green" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sleeves, hail kissing-comfits and snow eringoes; let" & @CRLF & _
                "	there come a tempest of provocation, I will shelter me here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Mistress Page is come with me, sweetheart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Divide me like a bribe buck, each a haunch: I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	keep my sides to myself, my shoulders for the fellow" & @CRLF & _
                "	of this walk, and my horns I bequeath your husbands." & @CRLF & _
                "	Am I a woodman, ha? Speak I like Herne the hunter?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, now is Cupid a child of conscience; he makes" & @CRLF & _
                "	restitution. As I am a true spirit, welcome!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Noise within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Alas, what noise?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Heaven forgive our sins" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	What should this be?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  Away, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They run off]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I think the devil will not have me damned, lest the" & @CRLF & _
                "	oil that's in me should set hell on fire; he would" & @CRLF & _
                "	never else cross me thus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR HUGH EVANS, disguised as before; PISTOL," & @CRLF & _
                "	as Hobgoblin; MISTRESS QUICKLY, ANNE PAGE, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	others, as Fairies, with tapers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Fairies, black, grey, green, and white," & @CRLF & _
                "	You moonshine revellers and shades of night," & @CRLF & _
                "	You orphan heirs of fixed destiny," & @CRLF & _
                "	Attend your office and your quality." & @CRLF & _
                "	Crier Hobgoblin, make the fairy oyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Elves, list your names; silence, you airy toys." & @CRLF & _
                "	Cricket, to Windsor chimneys shalt thou leap:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where fires thou find'st unraked and hearths unswept," & @CRLF & _
                "	There pinch the maids as blue as bilberry:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our radiant queen hates sluts and sluttery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	They are fairies; he that speaks to them shall die:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll wink and couch: no man their works must eye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Lies down upon his face]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Where's Bede? Go you, and where you find a maid" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, ere she sleep, has thrice her prayers said," & @CRLF & _
                "	Raise up the organs of her fantasy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sleep she as sound as careless infancy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But those as sleep and think not on their sins," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pinch them, arms, legs, backs, shoulders, sides and shins." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	About, about;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Search Windsor Castle, elves, within and out:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strew good luck, ouphes, on every sacred room:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That it may stand till the perpetual doom," & @CRLF & _
                "	In state as wholesome as in state 'tis fit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Worthy the owner, and the owner it." & @CRLF & _
                "	The several chairs of order look you scour" & @CRLF & _
                "	With juice of balm and every precious flower:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Each fair instalment, coat, and several crest," & @CRLF & _
                "	With loyal blazon, evermore be blest!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And nightly, meadow-fairies, look you sing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to the Garter's compass, in a ring:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The expressure that it bears, green let it be," & @CRLF & _
                "	More fertile-fresh than all the field to see;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And 'Honi soit qui mal y pense' write" & @CRLF & _
                "	In emerald tufts, flowers purple, blue and white;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let sapphire, pearl and rich embroidery," & @CRLF & _
                "	Buckled below fair knighthood's bending knee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fairies use flowers for their charactery." & @CRLF & _
                "	Away; disperse: but till 'tis one o'clock," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our dance of custom round about the oak" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Herne the hunter, let us not forget." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Pray you, lock hand in hand; yourselves in order set" & @CRLF & _
                "	And twenty glow-worms shall our lanterns be," & @CRLF & _
                "	To guide our measure round about the tree." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, stay; I smell a man of middle-earth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Heavens defend me from that Welsh fairy, lest he" & @CRLF & _
                "	transform me to a piece of cheese!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	Vile worm, thou wast o'erlook'd even in thy birth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	With trial-fire touch me his finger-end:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If he be chaste, the flame will back descend" & @CRLF & _
                "	And turn him to no pain; but if he start," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is the flesh of a corrupted heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PISTOL	A trial, come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Come, will this wood take fire?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They burn him with their tapers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Oh, Oh, Oh!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS QUICKLY	Corrupt, corrupt, and tainted in desire!" & @CRLF & _
                "	About him, fairies; sing a scornful rhyme;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as you trip, still pinch him to your time." & @CRLF & _
                "	" & @CRLF & _
                "	SONG." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fie on sinful fantasy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fie on lust and luxury!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lust is but a bloody fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	Kindled with unchaste desire," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fed in heart, whose flames aspire" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thoughts do blow them, higher and higher." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pinch him, fairies, mutually;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pinch him for his villany;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pinch him, and burn him, and turn him about," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till candles and starlight and moonshine be out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[During this song they pinch FALSTAFF. DOCTOR CAIUS" & @CRLF & _
                "	comes one way, and steals away a boy in green;" & @CRLF & _
                "	SLENDER another way, and takes off a boy in white;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and FENTON comes and steals away ANN PAGE." & @CRLF & _
                "	A noise of hunting is heard within. All the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fairies run away. FALSTAFF pulls off his buck's" & @CRLF & _
                "	head, and rises]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PAGE, FORD, MISTRESS PAGE, and MISTRESS FORD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Nay, do not fly; I think we have watch'd you now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will none but Herne the hunter serve your turn?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	I pray you, come, hold up the jest no higher" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, good Sir John, how like you Windsor wives?" & @CRLF & _
                "	See you these, husband? do not these fair yokes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Become the forest better than the town?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Now, sir, who's a cuckold now? Master Brook," & @CRLF & _
                "	Falstaff's a knave, a cuckoldly knave; here are his" & @CRLF & _
                "	horns, Master Brook: and, Master Brook, he hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	enjoyed nothing of Ford's but his buck-basket, his" & @CRLF & _
                "	cudgel, and twenty pounds of money, which must be" & @CRLF & _
                "	paid to Master Brook; his horses are arrested for" & @CRLF & _
                "	it, Master Brook." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS FORD	Sir John, we have had ill luck; we could never meet." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will never take you for my love again; but I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	always count you my deer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I do begin to perceive that I am made an ass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Ay, and an ox too: both the proofs are extant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	And these are not fairies? I was three or four" & @CRLF & _
                "	times in the thought they were not fairies: and yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	the guiltiness of my mind, the sudden surprise of my" & @CRLF & _
                "	powers, drove the grossness of the foppery into a" & @CRLF & _
                "	received belief, in despite of the teeth of all" & @CRLF & _
                "	rhyme and reason, that they were fairies. See now" & @CRLF & _
                "	how wit may be made a Jack-a-Lent, when 'tis upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	ill employment!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Sir John Falstaff, serve Got, and leave your" & @CRLF & _
                "	desires, and fairies will not pinse you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Well said, fairy Hugh." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	And leave your jealousies too, I pray you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	I will never mistrust my wife again till thou art" & @CRLF & _
                "	able to woo her in good English." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Have I laid my brain in the sun and dried it, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	it wants matter to prevent so gross o'erreaching as" & @CRLF & _
                "	this? Am I ridden with a Welsh goat too? shall I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have a coxcomb of frize? 'Tis time I were choked" & @CRLF & _
                "	with a piece of toasted cheese." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	Seese is not good to give putter; your belly is all putter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	'Seese' and 'putter'! have I lived to stand at the" & @CRLF & _
                "	taunt of one that makes fritters of English? This" & @CRLF & _
                "	is enough to be the decay of lust and late-walking" & @CRLF & _
                "	through the realm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Why Sir John, do you think, though we would have the" & @CRLF & _
                "	virtue out of our hearts by the head and shoulders" & @CRLF & _
                "	and have given ourselves without scruple to hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	that ever the devil could have made you our delight?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	What, a hodge-pudding? a bag of flax?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	A puffed man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Old, cold, withered and of intolerable entrails?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	And one that is as slanderous as Satan?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	And as poor as Job?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	And as wicked as his wife?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR HUGH EVANS	And given to fornications, and to taverns and sack" & @CRLF & _
                "	and wine and metheglins, and to drinkings and" & @CRLF & _
                "	swearings and starings, pribbles and prabbles?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	Well, I am your theme: you have the start of me; I" & @CRLF & _
                "	am dejected; I am not able to answer the Welsh" & @CRLF & _
                "	flannel; ignorance itself is a plummet o'er me: use" & @CRLF & _
                "	me as you will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Marry, sir, we'll bring you to Windsor, to one" & @CRLF & _
                "	Master Brook, that you have cozened of money, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	whom you should have been a pander: over and above" & @CRLF & _
                "	that you have suffered, I think to repay that money" & @CRLF & _
                "	will be a biting affliction." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Yet be cheerful, knight: thou shalt eat a posset" & @CRLF & _
                "	to-night at my house; where I will desire thee to" & @CRLF & _
                "	laugh at my wife, that now laughs at thee: tell her" & @CRLF & _
                "	Master Slender hath married her daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	[Aside]  Doctors doubt that: if Anne Page be my" & @CRLF & _
                "	daughter, she is, by this, Doctor Caius' wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SLENDER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	Whoa ho! ho, father Page!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Son, how now! how now, son! have you dispatched?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	Dispatched! I'll make the best in Gloucestershire" & @CRLF & _
                "	know on't; would I were hanged, la, else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Of what, son?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	I came yonder at Eton to marry Mistress Anne Page," & @CRLF & _
                "	and she's a great lubberly boy. If it had not been" & @CRLF & _
                "	i' the church, I would have swinged him, or he" & @CRLF & _
                "	should have swinged me. If I did not think it had" & @CRLF & _
                "	been Anne Page, would I might never stir!--and 'tis" & @CRLF & _
                "	a postmaster's boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Upon my life, then, you took the wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	What need you tell me that? I think so, when I took" & @CRLF & _
                "	a boy for a girl. If I had been married to him, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	all he was in woman's apparel, I would not have had" & @CRLF & _
                "	him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Why, this is your own folly. Did not I tell you how" & @CRLF & _
                "	you should know my daughter by her garments?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLENDER	I went to her in white, and cried 'mum,' and she" & @CRLF & _
                "	cried 'budget,' as Anne and I had appointed; and yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	it was not Anne, but a postmaster's boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Good George, be not angry: I knew of your purpose;" & @CRLF & _
                "	turned my daughter into green; and, indeed, she is" & @CRLF & _
                "	now with the doctor at the deanery, and there married." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DOCTOR CAIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Vere is Mistress Page? By gar, I am cozened: I ha'" & @CRLF & _
                "	married un garcon, a boy; un paysan, by gar, a boy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	it is not Anne Page: by gar, I am cozened." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Why, did you take her in green?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOCTOR CAIUS	Ay, by gar, and 'tis a boy: by gar, I'll raise all Windsor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	This is strange. Who hath got the right Anne?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	My heart misgives me: here comes Master Fenton." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FENTON and ANNE PAGE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, Master Fenton!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANNE PAGE	Pardon, good father! good my mother, pardon!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Now, mistress, how chance you went not with Master Slender?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Why went you not with master doctor, maid?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FENTON	You do amaze her: hear the truth of it." & @CRLF & _
                "	You would have married her most shamefully," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where there was no proportion held in love." & @CRLF & _
                "	The truth is, she and I, long since contracted," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are now so sure that nothing can dissolve us." & @CRLF & _
                "	The offence is holy that she hath committed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this deceit loses the name of craft," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of disobedience, or unduteous title," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since therein she doth evitate and shun" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thousand irreligious cursed hours," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which forced marriage would have brought upon her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	Stand not amazed; here is no remedy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In love the heavens themselves do guide the state;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Money buys lands, and wives are sold by fate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	I am glad, though you have ta'en a special stand to" & @CRLF & _
                "	strike at me, that your arrow hath glanced." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	Well, what remedy? Fenton, heaven give thee joy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What cannot be eschew'd must be embraced." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FALSTAFF	When night-dogs run, all sorts of deer are chased." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MISTRESS PAGE	Well, I will muse no further. Master Fenton," & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven give you many, many merry days!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good husband, let us every one go home," & @CRLF & _
                "	And laugh this sport o'er by a country fire;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir John and all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FORD	                  Let it be so. Sir John," & @CRLF & _
                "	To Master Brook you yet shall hold your word" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he tonight shall lie with Mistress Ford." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "	A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	Duke of Athens." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EGEUS	father to Hermia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  in love with Hermia." & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILOSTRATE	master of the revels to Theseus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	a carpenter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SNUG	a joiner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	a weaver." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUTE	a bellows-mender." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SNOUT	a tinker." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STARVELING	a tailor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HIPPOLYTA	queen of the Amazons, betrothed to Theseus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	daughter to Egeus, in love with Lysander." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	in love with Demetrius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	king of the fairies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITANIA	queen of the fairies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	or Robin Goodfellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEASEBLOSSOM	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "COBWEB	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  fairies." & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "MUSTARDSEED	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Other fairies attending their King and Queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attendants on Theseus and Hippolyta." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Athens, and a wood near it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Athens. The palace of THESEUS." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, PHILOSTRATE, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	Now, fair Hippolyta, our nuptial hour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Draws on apace; four happy days bring in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Another moon: but, O, methinks, how slow" & @CRLF & _
                "	This old moon wanes! she lingers my desires," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to a step-dame or a dowager" & @CRLF & _
                "	Long withering out a young man revenue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HIPPOLYTA	Four days will quickly steep themselves in night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Four nights will quickly dream away the time;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then the moon, like to a silver bow" & @CRLF & _
                "	New-bent in heaven, shall behold the night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of our solemnities." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	Go, Philostrate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stir up the Athenian youth to merriments;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn melancholy forth to funerals;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The pale companion is not for our pomp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit PHILOSTRATE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hippolyta, I woo'd thee with my sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	And won thy love, doing thee injuries;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will wed thee in another key," & @CRLF & _
                "	With pomp, with triumph and with revelling." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EGEUS, HERMIA, LYSANDER, and DEMETRIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EGEUS	Happy be Theseus, our renowned duke!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	Thanks, good Egeus: what's the news with thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EGEUS	Full of vexation come I, with complaint" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against my child, my daughter Hermia." & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand forth, Demetrius. My noble lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	This man hath my consent to marry her." & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand forth, Lysander: and my gracious duke," & @CRLF & _
                "	This man hath bewitch'd the bosom of my child;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou, thou, Lysander, thou hast given her rhymes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And interchanged love-tokens with my child:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast by moonlight at her window sung," & @CRLF & _
                "	With feigning voice verses of feigning love," & @CRLF & _
                "	And stolen the impression of her fantasy" & @CRLF & _
                "	With bracelets of thy hair, rings, gawds, conceits," & @CRLF & _
                "	Knacks, trifles, nosegays, sweetmeats, messengers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of strong prevailment in unharden'd youth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	With cunning hast thou filch'd my daughter's heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn'd her obedience, which is due to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	To stubborn harshness: and, my gracious duke," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be it so she; will not here before your grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Consent to marry with Demetrius," & @CRLF & _
                "	I beg the ancient privilege of Athens," & @CRLF & _
                "	As she is mine, I may dispose of her:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which shall be either to this gentleman" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or to her death, according to our law" & @CRLF & _
                "	Immediately provided in that case." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	What say you, Hermia? be advised fair maid:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To you your father should be as a god;" & @CRLF & _
                "	One that composed your beauties, yea, and one" & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom you are but as a form in wax" & @CRLF & _
                "	By him imprinted and within his power" & @CRLF & _
                "	To leave the figure or disfigure it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Demetrius is a worthy gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	So is Lysander." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	                  In himself he is;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in this kind, wanting your father's voice," & @CRLF & _
                "	The other must be held the worthier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	I would my father look'd but with my eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	Rather your eyes must with his judgment look." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	I do entreat your grace to pardon me." & @CRLF & _
                "	I know not by what power I am made bold," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor how it may concern my modesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	In such a presence here to plead my thoughts;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I beseech your grace that I may know" & @CRLF & _
                "	The worst that may befall me in this case," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I refuse to wed Demetrius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	Either to die the death or to abjure" & @CRLF & _
                "	For ever the society of men." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, fair Hermia, question your desires;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Know of your youth, examine well your blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether, if you yield not to your father's choice," & @CRLF & _
                "	You can endure the livery of a nun," & @CRLF & _
                "	For aye to be in shady cloister mew'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	To live a barren sister all your life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Chanting faint hymns to the cold fruitless moon." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thrice-blessed they that master so their blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	To undergo such maiden pilgrimage;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than that which withering on the virgin thorn" & @CRLF & _
                "	Grows, lives and dies in single blessedness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	So will I grow, so live, so die, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere I will my virgin patent up" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto his lordship, whose unwished yoke" & @CRLF & _
                "	My soul consents not to give sovereignty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	Take time to pause; and, by the nest new moon--" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sealing-day betwixt my love and me," & @CRLF & _
                "	For everlasting bond of fellowship--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon that day either prepare to die" & @CRLF & _
                "	For disobedience to your father's will," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else to wed Demetrius, as he would;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or on Diana's altar to protest" & @CRLF & _
                "	For aye austerity and single life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Relent, sweet Hermia: and, Lysander, yield" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy crazed title to my certain right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	You have her father's love, Demetrius;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me have Hermia's: do you marry him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EGEUS	Scornful Lysander! true, he hath my love," & @CRLF & _
                "	And what is mine my love shall render him." & @CRLF & _
                "	And she is mine, and all my right of her" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do estate unto Demetrius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	I am, my lord, as well derived as he," & @CRLF & _
                "	As well possess'd; my love is more than his;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My fortunes every way as fairly rank'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	If not with vantage, as Demetrius';" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, which is more than all these boasts can be," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am beloved of beauteous Hermia:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why should not I then prosecute my right?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Demetrius, I'll avouch it to his head," & @CRLF & _
                "	Made love to Nedar's daughter, Helena," & @CRLF & _
                "	And won her soul; and she, sweet lady, dotes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Devoutly dotes, dotes in idolatry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon this spotted and inconstant man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	I must confess that I have heard so much," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with Demetrius thought to have spoke thereof;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, being over-full of self-affairs," & @CRLF & _
                "	My mind did lose it. But, Demetrius, come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And come, Egeus; you shall go with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have some private schooling for you both." & @CRLF & _
                "	For you, fair Hermia, look you arm yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	To fit your fancies to your father's will;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else the law of Athens yields you up--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which by no means we may extenuate--" & @CRLF & _
                "	To death, or to a vow of single life." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, my Hippolyta: what cheer, my love?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Demetrius and Egeus, go along:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must employ you in some business" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against our nuptial and confer with you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of something nearly that concerns yourselves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EGEUS	With duty and desire we follow you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but LYSANDER and HERMIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	How now, my love! why is your cheek so pale?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How chance the roses there do fade so fast?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	Belike for want of rain, which I could well" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beteem them from the tempest of my eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Ay me! for aught that I could ever read," & @CRLF & _
                "	Could ever hear by tale or history," & @CRLF & _
                "	The course of true love never did run smooth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, either it was different in blood,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	O cross! too high to be enthrall'd to low." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Or else misgraffed in respect of years,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	O spite! too old to be engaged to young." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Or else it stood upon the choice of friends,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	O hell! to choose love by another's eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Or, if there were a sympathy in choice," & @CRLF & _
                "	War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Making it momentany as a sound," & @CRLF & _
                "	Swift as a shadow, short as any dream;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brief as the lightning in the collied night," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	The jaws of darkness do devour it up:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So quick bright things come to confusion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	If then true lovers have been ever cross'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	It stands as an edict in destiny:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then let us teach our trial patience," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because it is a customary cross," & @CRLF & _
                "	As due to love as thoughts and dreams and sighs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wishes and tears, poor fancy's followers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	A good persuasion: therefore, hear me, Hermia." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a widow aunt, a dowager" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of great revenue, and she hath no child:" & @CRLF & _
                "	From Athens is her house remote seven leagues;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And she respects me as her only son." & @CRLF & _
                "	There, gentle Hermia, may I marry thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to that place the sharp Athenian law" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot pursue us. If thou lovest me then," & @CRLF & _
                "	Steal forth thy father's house to-morrow night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the wood, a league without the town," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where I did meet thee once with Helena," & @CRLF & _
                "	To do observance to a morn of May," & @CRLF & _
                "	There will I stay for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	My good Lysander!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I swear to thee, by Cupid's strongest bow," & @CRLF & _
                "	By his best arrow with the golden head," & @CRLF & _
                "	By the simplicity of Venus' doves," & @CRLF & _
                "	By that which knitteth souls and prospers loves," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by that fire which burn'd the Carthage queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	When the false Troyan under sail was seen," & @CRLF & _
                "	By all the vows that ever men have broke," & @CRLF & _
                "	In number more than ever women spoke," & @CRLF & _
                "	In that same place thou hast appointed me," & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow truly will I meet with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Keep promise, love. Look, here comes Helena." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HELENA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	God speed fair Helena! whither away?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Call you me fair? that fair again unsay." & @CRLF & _
                "	Demetrius loves your fair: O happy fair!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your eyes are lode-stars; and your tongue's sweet air" & @CRLF & _
                "	More tuneable than lark to shepherd's ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	When wheat is green, when hawthorn buds appear." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sickness is catching: O, were favour so," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yours would I catch, fair Hermia, ere I go;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My ear should catch your voice, my eye your eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	My tongue should catch your tongue's sweet melody." & @CRLF & _
                "	Were the world mine, Demetrius being bated," & @CRLF & _
                "	The rest I'd give to be to you translated." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, teach me how you look, and with what art" & @CRLF & _
                "	You sway the motion of Demetrius' heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	I frown upon him, yet he loves me still." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	O that your frowns would teach my smiles such skill!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	I give him curses, yet he gives me love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	O that my prayers could such affection move!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	The more I hate, the more he follows me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	The more I love, the more he hateth me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	His folly, Helena, is no fault of mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	None, but your beauty: would that fault were mine!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	Take comfort: he no more shall see my face;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lysander and myself will fly this place." & @CRLF & _
                "	Before the time I did Lysander see," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seem'd Athens as a paradise to me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, then, what graces in my love do dwell," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he hath turn'd a heaven unto a hell!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Helen, to you our minds we will unfold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow night, when Phoebe doth behold" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her silver visage in the watery glass," & @CRLF & _
                "	Decking with liquid pearl the bladed grass," & @CRLF & _
                "	A time that lovers' flights doth still conceal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Through Athens' gates have we devised to steal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	And in the wood, where often you and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon faint primrose-beds were wont to lie," & @CRLF & _
                "	Emptying our bosoms of their counsel sweet," & @CRLF & _
                "	There my Lysander and myself shall meet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thence from Athens turn away our eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	To seek new friends and stranger companies." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, sweet playfellow: pray thou for us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And good luck grant thee thy Demetrius!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep word, Lysander: we must starve our sight" & @CRLF & _
                "	From lovers' food till morrow deep midnight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	I will, my Hermia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit HERMIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Helena, adieu:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you on him, Demetrius dote on you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	How happy some o'er other some can be!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Through Athens I am thought as fair as she." & @CRLF & _
                "	But what of that? Demetrius thinks not so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He will not know what all but he do know:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And as he errs, doting on Hermia's eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	So I, admiring of his qualities:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Things base and vile, folding no quantity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Love can transpose to form and dignity:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor hath Love's mind of any judgement taste;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore is Love said to be a child," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because in choice he is so oft beguiled." & @CRLF & _
                "	As waggish boys in game themselves forswear," & @CRLF & _
                "	So the boy Love is perjured every where:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For ere Demetrius look'd on Hermia's eyne," & @CRLF & _
                "	He hail'd down oaths that he was only mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when this hail some heat from Hermia felt," & @CRLF & _
                "	So he dissolved, and showers of oaths did melt." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will go tell him of fair Hermia's flight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then to the wood will he to-morrow night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pursue her; and for this intelligence" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I have thanks, it is a dear expense:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But herein mean I to enrich my pain," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have his sight thither and back again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Athens. QUINCE'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter QUINCE, SNUG, BOTTOM, FLUTE, SNOUT, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	STARVELING]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	Is all our company here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	You were best to call them generally, man by man," & @CRLF & _
                "	according to the scrip." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	Here is the scroll of every man's name, which is" & @CRLF & _
                "	thought fit, through all Athens, to play in our" & @CRLF & _
                "	interlude before the duke and the duchess, on his" & @CRLF & _
                "	wedding-day at night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	First, good Peter Quince, say what the play treats" & @CRLF & _
                "	on, then read the names of the actors, and so grow" & @CRLF & _
                "	to a point." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	Marry, our play is, The most lamentable comedy, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	most cruel death of Pyramus and Thisby." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	A very good piece of work, I assure you, and a" & @CRLF & _
                "	merry. Now, good Peter Quince, call forth your" & @CRLF & _
                "	actors by the scroll. Masters, spread yourselves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	Answer as I call you. Nick Bottom, the weaver." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Ready. Name what part I am for, and proceed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	You, Nick Bottom, are set down for Pyramus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	What is Pyramus? a lover, or a tyrant?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	A lover, that kills himself most gallant for love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	That will ask some tears in the true performing of" & @CRLF & _
                "	it: if I do it, let the audience look to their" & @CRLF & _
                "	eyes; I will move storms, I will condole in some" & @CRLF & _
                "	measure. To the rest: yet my chief humour is for a" & @CRLF & _
                "	tyrant: I could play Ercles rarely, or a part to" & @CRLF & _
                "	tear a cat in, to make all split." & @CRLF & _
                "	The raging rocks" & @CRLF & _
                "	And shivering shocks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall break the locks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of prison gates;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Phibbus' car" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall shine from far" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make and mar" & @CRLF & _
                "	The foolish Fates." & @CRLF & _
                "	This was lofty! Now name the rest of the players." & @CRLF & _
                "	This is Ercles' vein, a tyrant's vein; a lover is" & @CRLF & _
                "	more condoling." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	Francis Flute, the bellows-mender." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUTE	Here, Peter Quince." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	Flute, you must take Thisby on you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUTE	What is Thisby? a wandering knight?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	It is the lady that Pyramus must love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUTE	Nay, faith, let me not play a woman; I have a beard coming." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	That's all one: you shall play it in a mask, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	you may speak as small as you will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	An I may hide my face, let me play Thisby too, I'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak in a monstrous little voice. 'Thisne," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thisne;' 'Ah, Pyramus, lover dear! thy Thisby dear," & @CRLF & _
                "	and lady dear!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	No, no; you must play Pyramus: and, Flute, you Thisby." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Well, proceed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	Robin Starveling, the tailor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STARVELING	Here, Peter Quince." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	Robin Starveling, you must play Thisby's mother." & @CRLF & _
                "	Tom Snout, the tinker." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SNOUT	Here, Peter Quince." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	You, Pyramus' father: myself, Thisby's father:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Snug, the joiner; you, the lion's part: and, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	hope, here is a play fitted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SNUG	Have you the lion's part written? pray you, if it" & @CRLF & _
                "	be, give it me, for I am slow of study." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	You may do it extempore, for it is nothing but roaring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Let me play the lion too: I will roar, that I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	do any man's heart good to hear me; I will roar," & @CRLF & _
                "	that I will make the duke say 'Let him roar again," & @CRLF & _
                "	let him roar again.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	An you should do it too terribly, you would fright" & @CRLF & _
                "	the duchess and the ladies, that they would shriek;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and that were enough to hang us all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	That would hang us, every mother's son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	I grant you, friends, if that you should fright the" & @CRLF & _
                "	ladies out of their wits, they would have no more" & @CRLF & _
                "	discretion but to hang us: but I will aggravate my" & @CRLF & _
                "	voice so that I will roar you as gently as any" & @CRLF & _
                "	sucking dove; I will roar you an 'twere any" & @CRLF & _
                "	nightingale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	You can play no part but Pyramus; for Pyramus is a" & @CRLF & _
                "	sweet-faced man; a proper man, as one shall see in a" & @CRLF & _
                "	summer's day; a most lovely gentleman-like man:" & @CRLF & _
                "	therefore you must needs play Pyramus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Well, I will undertake it. What beard were I best" & @CRLF & _
                "	to play it in?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	Why, what you will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	I will discharge it in either your straw-colour" & @CRLF & _
                "	beard, your orange-tawny beard, your purple-in-grain" & @CRLF & _
                "	beard, or your French-crown-colour beard, your" & @CRLF & _
                "	perfect yellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	Some of your French crowns have no hair at all, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	then you will play bare-faced. But, masters, here" & @CRLF & _
                "	are your parts: and I am to entreat you, request" & @CRLF & _
                "	you and desire you, to con them by to-morrow night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and meet me in the palace wood, a mile without the" & @CRLF & _
                "	town, by moonlight; there will we rehearse, for if" & @CRLF & _
                "	we meet in the city, we shall be dogged with" & @CRLF & _
                "	company, and our devices known. In the meantime I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will draw a bill of properties, such as our play" & @CRLF & _
                "	wants. I pray you, fail me not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	We will meet; and there we may rehearse most" & @CRLF & _
                "	obscenely and courageously. Take pains; be perfect: adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	At the duke's oak we meet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Enough; hold or cut bow-strings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A wood near Athens." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, from opposite sides, a Fairy, and PUCK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	How now, spirit! whither wander you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fairy	     Over hill, over dale," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thorough bush, thorough brier," & @CRLF & _
                "	Over park, over pale," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thorough flood, thorough fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do wander everywhere," & @CRLF & _
                "	Swifter than the moon's sphere;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I serve the fairy queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	To dew her orbs upon the green." & @CRLF & _
                "	The cowslips tall her pensioners be:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In their gold coats spots you see;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those be rubies, fairy favours," & @CRLF & _
                "	In those freckles live their savours:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must go seek some dewdrops here" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, thou lob of spirits; I'll be gone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our queen and all our elves come here anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	The king doth keep his revels here to-night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take heed the queen come not within his sight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Oberon is passing fell and wrath," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because that she as her attendant hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	A lovely boy, stolen from an Indian king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She never had so sweet a changeling;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And jealous Oberon would have the child" & @CRLF & _
                "	Knight of his train, to trace the forests wild;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But she perforce withholds the loved boy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Crowns him with flowers and makes him all her joy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now they never meet in grove or green," & @CRLF & _
                "	By fountain clear, or spangled starlight sheen," & @CRLF & _
                "	But, they do square, that all their elves for fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Creep into acorn-cups and hide them there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fairy	Either I mistake your shape and making quite," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else you are that shrewd and knavish sprite" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call'd Robin Goodfellow: are not you he" & @CRLF & _
                "	That frights the maidens of the villagery;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Skim milk, and sometimes labour in the quern" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bootless make the breathless housewife churn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sometime make the drink to bear no barm;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mislead night-wanderers, laughing at their harm?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those that Hobgoblin call you and sweet Puck," & @CRLF & _
                "	You do their work, and they shall have good luck:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are not you he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	                  Thou speak'st aright;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am that merry wanderer of the night." & @CRLF & _
                "	I jest to Oberon and make him smile" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I a fat and bean-fed horse beguile," & @CRLF & _
                "	Neighing in likeness of a filly foal:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sometime lurk I in a gossip's bowl," & @CRLF & _
                "	In very likeness of a roasted crab," & @CRLF & _
                "	And when she drinks, against her lips I bob" & @CRLF & _
                "	And on her wither'd dewlap pour the ale." & @CRLF & _
                "	The wisest aunt, telling the saddest tale," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sometime for three-foot stool mistaketh me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then slip I from her bum, down topples she," & @CRLF & _
                "	And 'tailor' cries, and falls into a cough;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then the whole quire hold their hips and laugh," & @CRLF & _
                "	And waxen in their mirth and neeze and swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	A merrier hour was never wasted there." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, room, fairy! here comes Oberon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fairy	And here my mistress. Would that he were gone!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, from one side, OBERON, with his train;" & @CRLF & _
                "	from the other, TITANIA, with hers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	Ill met by moonlight, proud Titania." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITANIA	What, jealous Oberon! Fairies, skip hence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have forsworn his bed and company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	Tarry, rash wanton: am not I thy lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITANIA	Then I must be thy lady: but I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou hast stolen away from fairy land," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the shape of Corin sat all day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Playing on pipes of corn and versing love" & @CRLF & _
                "	To amorous Phillida. Why art thou here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come from the farthest Steppe of India?" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that, forsooth, the bouncing Amazon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your buskin'd mistress and your warrior love," & @CRLF & _
                "	To Theseus must be wedded, and you come" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give their bed joy and prosperity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	How canst thou thus for shame, Titania," & @CRLF & _
                "	Glance at my credit with Hippolyta," & @CRLF & _
                "	Knowing I know thy love to Theseus?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Didst thou not lead him through the glimmering night" & @CRLF & _
                "	From Perigenia, whom he ravished?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make him with fair AEgle break his faith," & @CRLF & _
                "	With Ariadne and Antiopa?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITANIA	These are the forgeries of jealousy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And never, since the middle summer's spring," & @CRLF & _
                "	Met we on hill, in dale, forest or mead," & @CRLF & _
                "	By paved fountain or by rushy brook," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or in the beached margent of the sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	To dance our ringlets to the whistling wind," & @CRLF & _
                "	But with thy brawls thou hast disturb'd our sport." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore the winds, piping to us in vain," & @CRLF & _
                "	As in revenge, have suck'd up from the sea" & @CRLF & _
                "	Contagious fogs; which falling in the land" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have every pelting river made so proud" & @CRLF & _
                "	That they have overborne their continents:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ox hath therefore stretch'd his yoke in vain," & @CRLF & _
                "	The ploughman lost his sweat, and the green corn" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath rotted ere his youth attain'd a beard;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fold stands empty in the drowned field," & @CRLF & _
                "	And crows are fatted with the murrion flock;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The nine men's morris is fill'd up with mud," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the quaint mazes in the wanton green" & @CRLF & _
                "	For lack of tread are undistinguishable:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The human mortals want their winter here;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No night is now with hymn or carol blest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore the moon, the governess of floods," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pale in her anger, washes all the air," & @CRLF & _
                "	That rheumatic diseases do abound:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thorough this distemperature we see" & @CRLF & _
                "	The seasons alter: hoary-headed frosts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Far in the fresh lap of the crimson rose," & @CRLF & _
                "	And on old Hiems' thin and icy crown" & @CRLF & _
                "	An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is, as in mockery, set: the spring, the summer," & @CRLF & _
                "	The childing autumn, angry winter, change" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their wonted liveries, and the mazed world," & @CRLF & _
                "	By their increase, now knows not which is which:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this same progeny of evils comes" & @CRLF & _
                "	From our debate, from our dissension;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We are their parents and original." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	Do you amend it then; it lies in you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why should Titania cross her Oberon?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do but beg a little changeling boy," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be my henchman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITANIA	                  Set your heart at rest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fairy land buys not the child of me." & @CRLF & _
                "	His mother was a votaress of my order:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in the spiced Indian air, by night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Full often hath she gossip'd by my side," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sat with me on Neptune's yellow sands," & @CRLF & _
                "	Marking the embarked traders on the flood," & @CRLF & _
                "	When we have laugh'd to see the sails conceive" & @CRLF & _
                "	And grow big-bellied with the wanton wind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which she, with pretty and with swimming gait" & @CRLF & _
                "	Following,--her womb then rich with my young squire,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would imitate, and sail upon the land," & @CRLF & _
                "	To fetch me trifles, and return again," & @CRLF & _
                "	As from a voyage, rich with merchandise." & @CRLF & _
                "	But she, being mortal, of that boy did die;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for her sake do I rear up her boy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And for her sake I will not part with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	How long within this wood intend you stay?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITANIA	Perchance till after Theseus' wedding-day." & @CRLF & _
                "	If you will patiently dance in our round" & @CRLF & _
                "	And see our moonlight revels, go with us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not, shun me, and I will spare your haunts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	Give me that boy, and I will go with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITANIA	Not for thy fairy kingdom. Fairies, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall chide downright, if I longer stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit TITANIA with her train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	Well, go thy way: thou shalt not from this grove" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till I torment thee for this injury." & @CRLF & _
                "	My gentle Puck, come hither. Thou rememberest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since once I sat upon a promontory," & @CRLF & _
                "	And heard a mermaid on a dolphin's back" & @CRLF & _
                "	Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath" & @CRLF & _
                "	That the rude sea grew civil at her song" & @CRLF & _
                "	And certain stars shot madly from their spheres," & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear the sea-maid's music." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	I remember." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	That very time I saw, but thou couldst not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Flying between the cold moon and the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cupid all arm'd: a certain aim he took" & @CRLF & _
                "	At a fair vestal throned by the west," & @CRLF & _
                "	And loosed his love-shaft smartly from his bow," & @CRLF & _
                "	As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft" & @CRLF & _
                "	Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the imperial votaress passed on," & @CRLF & _
                "	In maiden meditation, fancy-free." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It fell upon a little western flower," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound," & @CRLF & _
                "	And maidens call it love-in-idleness." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fetch me that flower; the herb I shew'd thee once:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The juice of it on sleeping eye-lids laid" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will make or man or woman madly dote" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the next live creature that it sees." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fetch me this herb; and be thou here again" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere the leviathan can swim a league." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	I'll put a girdle round about the earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	In forty minutes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	                  Having once this juice," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll watch Titania when she is asleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	And drop the liquor of it in her eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "	The next thing then she waking looks upon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be it on lion, bear, or wolf, or bull," & @CRLF & _
                "	On meddling monkey, or on busy ape," & @CRLF & _
                "	She shall pursue it with the soul of love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ere I take this charm from off her sight," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I can take it with another herb," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll make her render up her page to me." & @CRLF & _
                "	But who comes here? I am invisible;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will overhear their conference." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DEMETRIUS, HELENA, following him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	I love thee not, therefore pursue me not." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is Lysander and fair Hermia?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The one I'll slay, the other slayeth me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou told'st me they were stolen unto this wood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here am I, and wode within this wood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because I cannot meet my Hermia." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hence, get thee gone, and follow me no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	You draw me, you hard-hearted adamant;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet you draw not iron, for my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is true as steel: leave you your power to draw," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I shall have no power to follow you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Do I entice you? do I speak you fair?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, rather, do I not in plainest truth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell you, I do not, nor I cannot love you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	And even for that do I love you the more." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am your spaniel; and, Demetrius," & @CRLF & _
                "	The more you beat me, I will fawn on you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Use me but as your spaniel, spurn me, strike me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Neglect me, lose me; only give me leave," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unworthy as I am, to follow you." & @CRLF & _
                "	What worser place can I beg in your love,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet a place of high respect with me,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than to be used as you use your dog?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Tempt not too much the hatred of my spirit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am sick when I do look on thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	And I am sick when I look not on you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	You do impeach your modesty too much," & @CRLF & _
                "	To leave the city and commit yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the hands of one that loves you not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To trust the opportunity of night" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the ill counsel of a desert place" & @CRLF & _
                "	With the rich worth of your virginity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Your virtue is my privilege: for that" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is not night when I do see your face," & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore I think I am not in the night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor doth this wood lack worlds of company," & @CRLF & _
                "	For you in my respect are all the world:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then how can it be said I am alone," & @CRLF & _
                "	When all the world is here to look on me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	I'll run from thee and hide me in the brakes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave thee to the mercy of wild beasts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	The wildest hath not such a heart as you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Run when you will, the story shall be changed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Apollo flies, and Daphne holds the chase;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The dove pursues the griffin; the mild hind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes speed to catch the tiger; bootless speed," & @CRLF & _
                "	When cowardice pursues and valour flies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	I will not stay thy questions; let me go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, if thou follow me, do not believe" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I shall do thee mischief in the wood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Ay, in the temple, in the town, the field," & @CRLF & _
                "	You do me mischief. Fie, Demetrius!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your wrongs do set a scandal on my sex:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We cannot fight for love, as men may do;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We should be wood and were not made to woo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit DEMETRIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll follow thee and make a heaven of hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	To die upon the hand I love so well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	Fare thee well, nymph: ere he do leave this grove," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt fly him and he shall seek thy love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter PUCK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast thou the flower there? Welcome, wanderer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	Ay, there it is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	I pray thee, give it me." & @CRLF & _
                "	I know a bank where the wild thyme blows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine," & @CRLF & _
                "	With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There sleeps Titania sometime of the night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lull'd in these flowers with dances and delight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And there the snake throws her enamell'd skin," & @CRLF & _
                "	Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with the juice of this I'll streak her eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make her full of hateful fantasies." & @CRLF & _
                "	Take thou some of it, and seek through this grove:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A sweet Athenian lady is in love" & @CRLF & _
                "	With a disdainful youth: anoint his eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But do it when the next thing he espies" & @CRLF & _
                "	May be the lady: thou shalt know the man" & @CRLF & _
                "	By the Athenian garments he hath on." & @CRLF & _
                "	Effect it with some care, that he may prove" & @CRLF & _
                "	More fond on her than she upon her love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And look thou meet me ere the first cock crow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	Fear not, my lord, your servant shall do so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Another part of the wood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TITANIA, with her train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITANIA	Come, now a roundel and a fairy song;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, for the third part of a minute, hence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some to kill cankers in the musk-rose buds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some war with rere-mice for their leathern wings," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make my small elves coats, and some keep back" & @CRLF & _
                "	The clamorous owl that nightly hoots and wonders" & @CRLF & _
                "	At our quaint spirits. Sing me now asleep;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then to your offices and let me rest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Fairies sing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You spotted snakes with double tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thorny hedgehogs, be not seen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Newts and blind-worms, do no wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come not near our fairy queen." & @CRLF & _
                "	Philomel, with melody" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sing in our sweet lullaby;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lulla, lulla, lullaby, lulla, lulla, lullaby:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never harm," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor spell nor charm," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come our lovely lady nigh;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So, good night, with lullaby." & @CRLF & _
                "	Weaving spiders, come not here;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hence, you long-legg'd spinners, hence!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beetles black, approach not near;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Worm nor snail, do no offence." & @CRLF & _
                "	Philomel, with melody, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fairy	Hence, away! now all is well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	One aloof stand sentinel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Fairies. TITANIA sleeps]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OBERON and squeezes the flower on TITANIA's eyelids]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	What thou seest when thou dost wake," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do it for thy true-love take," & @CRLF & _
                "	Love and languish for his sake:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be it ounce, or cat, or bear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pard, or boar with bristled hair," & @CRLF & _
                "	In thy eye that shall appear" & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou wakest, it is thy dear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wake when some vile thing is near." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LYSANDER and HERMIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Fair love, you faint with wandering in the wood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to speak troth, I have forgot our way:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll rest us, Hermia, if you think it good," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tarry for the comfort of the day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	Be it so, Lysander: find you out a bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I upon this bank will rest my head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	One turf shall serve as pillow for us both;" & @CRLF & _
                "	One heart, one bed, two bosoms and one troth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	Nay, good Lysander; for my sake, my dear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lie further off yet, do not lie so near." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	O, take the sense, sweet, of my innocence!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Love takes the meaning in love's conference." & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean, that my heart unto yours is knit" & @CRLF & _
                "	So that but one heart we can make of it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two bosoms interchained with an oath;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So then two bosoms and a single troth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then by your side no bed-room me deny;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For lying so, Hermia, I do not lie." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	Lysander riddles very prettily:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now much beshrew my manners and my pride," & @CRLF & _
                "	If Hermia meant to say Lysander lied." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, gentle friend, for love and courtesy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lie further off; in human modesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such separation as may well be said" & @CRLF & _
                "	Becomes a virtuous bachelor and a maid," & @CRLF & _
                "	So far be distant; and, good night, sweet friend:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy love ne'er alter till thy sweet life end!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Amen, amen, to that fair prayer, say I;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then end life when I end loyalty!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is my bed: sleep give thee all his rest!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	With half that wish the wisher's eyes be press'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They sleep]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PUCK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	Through the forest have I gone." & @CRLF & _
                "	But Athenian found I none," & @CRLF & _
                "	On whose eyes I might approve" & @CRLF & _
                "	This flower's force in stirring love." & @CRLF & _
                "	Night and silence.--Who is here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Weeds of Athens he doth wear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is he, my master said," & @CRLF & _
                "	Despised the Athenian maid;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here the maiden, sleeping sound," & @CRLF & _
                "	On the dank and dirty ground." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pretty soul! she durst not lie" & @CRLF & _
                "	Near this lack-love, this kill-courtesy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Churl, upon thy eyes I throw" & @CRLF & _
                "	All the power this charm doth owe." & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou wakest, let love forbid" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sleep his seat on thy eyelid:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So awake when I am gone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I must now to Oberon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DEMETRIUS and HELENA, running]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Stay, though thou kill me, sweet Demetrius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	I charge thee, hence, and do not haunt me thus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	O, wilt thou darkling leave me? do not so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Stay, on thy peril: I alone will go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	O, I am out of breath in this fond chase!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The more my prayer, the lesser is my grace." & @CRLF & _
                "	Happy is Hermia, wheresoe'er she lies;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For she hath blessed and attractive eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "	How came her eyes so bright? Not with salt tears:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If so, my eyes are oftener wash'd than hers." & @CRLF & _
                "	No, no, I am as ugly as a bear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For beasts that meet me run away for fear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore no marvel though Demetrius" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do, as a monster fly my presence thus." & @CRLF & _
                "	What wicked and dissembling glass of mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made me compare with Hermia's sphery eyne?" & @CRLF & _
                "	But who is here? Lysander! on the ground!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dead? or asleep? I see no blood, no wound." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lysander if you live, good sir, awake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	[Awaking]  And run through fire I will for thy sweet sake." & @CRLF & _
                "	Transparent Helena! Nature shows art," & @CRLF & _
                "	That through thy bosom makes me see thy heart." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is Demetrius? O, how fit a word" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is that vile name to perish on my sword!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Do not say so, Lysander; say not so" & @CRLF & _
                "	What though he love your Hermia? Lord, what though?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet Hermia still loves you: then be content." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Content with Hermia! No; I do repent" & @CRLF & _
                "	The tedious minutes I with her have spent." & @CRLF & _
                "	Not Hermia but Helena I love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who will not change a raven for a dove?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The will of man is by his reason sway'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And reason says you are the worthier maid." & @CRLF & _
                "	Things growing are not ripe until their season" & @CRLF & _
                "	So I, being young, till now ripe not to reason;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And touching now the point of human skill," & @CRLF & _
                "	Reason becomes the marshal to my will" & @CRLF & _
                "	And leads me to your eyes, where I o'erlook" & @CRLF & _
                "	Love's stories written in love's richest book." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Wherefore was I to this keen mockery born?" & @CRLF & _
                "	When at your hands did I deserve this scorn?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is't not enough, is't not enough, young man," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I did never, no, nor never can," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deserve a sweet look from Demetrius' eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	But you must flout my insufficiency?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good troth, you do me wrong, good sooth, you do," & @CRLF & _
                "	In such disdainful manner me to woo." & @CRLF & _
                "	But fare you well: perforce I must confess" & @CRLF & _
                "	I thought you lord of more true gentleness." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, that a lady, of one man refused." & @CRLF & _
                "	Should of another therefore be abused!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	She sees not Hermia. Hermia, sleep thou there:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And never mayst thou come Lysander near!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For as a surfeit of the sweetest things" & @CRLF & _
                "	The deepest loathing to the stomach brings," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or as tie heresies that men do leave" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are hated most of those they did deceive," & @CRLF & _
                "	So thou, my surfeit and my heresy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all be hated, but the most of me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, all my powers, address your love and might" & @CRLF & _
                "	To honour Helen and to be her knight!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	[Awaking]  Help me, Lysander, help me! do thy best" & @CRLF & _
                "	To pluck this crawling serpent from my breast!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay me, for pity! what a dream was here!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lysander, look how I do quake with fear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methought a serpent eat my heart away," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you sat smiling at his cruel pray." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lysander! what, removed? Lysander! lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, out of hearing? gone? no sound, no word?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alack, where are you speak, an if you hear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak, of all loves! I swoon almost with fear." & @CRLF & _
                "	No? then I well perceive you all not nigh" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either death or you I'll find immediately." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The wood. TITANIA lying asleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter QUINCE, SNUG, BOTTOM, FLUTE, SNOUT, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	STARVELING]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Are we all met?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	Pat, pat; and here's a marvellous convenient place" & @CRLF & _
                "	for our rehearsal. This green plot shall be our" & @CRLF & _
                "	stage, this hawthorn-brake our tiring-house; and we" & @CRLF & _
                "	will do it in action as we will do it before the duke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Peter Quince,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	What sayest thou, bully Bottom?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	There are things in this comedy of Pyramus and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thisby that will never please. First, Pyramus must" & @CRLF & _
                "	draw a sword to kill himself; which the ladies" & @CRLF & _
                "	cannot abide. How answer you that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SNOUT	By'r lakin, a parlous fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STARVELING	I believe we must leave the killing out, when all is done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Not a whit: I have a device to make all well." & @CRLF & _
                "	Write me a prologue; and let the prologue seem to" & @CRLF & _
                "	say, we will do no harm with our swords, and that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pyramus is not killed indeed; and, for the more" & @CRLF & _
                "	better assurance, tell them that I, Pyramus, am not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pyramus, but Bottom the weaver: this will put them" & @CRLF & _
                "	out of fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	Well, we will have such a prologue; and it shall be" & @CRLF & _
                "	written in eight and six." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	No, make it two more; let it be written in eight and eight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SNOUT	Will not the ladies be afeard of the lion?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STARVELING	I fear it, I promise you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Masters, you ought to consider with yourselves: to" & @CRLF & _
                "	bring in--God shield us!--a lion among ladies, is a" & @CRLF & _
                "	most dreadful thing; for there is not a more fearful" & @CRLF & _
                "	wild-fowl than your lion living; and we ought to" & @CRLF & _
                "	look to 't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SNOUT	Therefore another prologue must tell he is not a lion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Nay, you must name his name, and half his face must" & @CRLF & _
                "	be seen through the lion's neck: and he himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	must speak through, saying thus, or to the same" & @CRLF & _
                "	defect,--'Ladies,'--or 'Fair-ladies--I would wish" & @CRLF & _
                "	You,'--or 'I would request you,'--or 'I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	entreat you,--not to fear, not to tremble: my life" & @CRLF & _
                "	for yours. If you think I come hither as a lion, it" & @CRLF & _
                "	were pity of my life: no I am no such thing; I am a" & @CRLF & _
                "	man as other men are;' and there indeed let him name" & @CRLF & _
                "	his name, and tell them plainly he is Snug the joiner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	Well it shall be so. But there is two hard things;" & @CRLF & _
                "	that is, to bring the moonlight into a chamber; for," & @CRLF & _
                "	you know, Pyramus and Thisby meet by moonlight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SNOUT	Doth the moon shine that night we play our play?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	A calendar, a calendar! look in the almanac; find" & @CRLF & _
                "	out moonshine, find out moonshine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	Yes, it doth shine that night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Why, then may you leave a casement of the great" & @CRLF & _
                "	chamber window, where we play, open, and the moon" & @CRLF & _
                "	may shine in at the casement." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	Ay; or else one must come in with a bush of thorns" & @CRLF & _
                "	and a lanthorn, and say he comes to disfigure, or to" & @CRLF & _
                "	present, the person of Moonshine. Then, there is" & @CRLF & _
                "	another thing: we must have a wall in the great" & @CRLF & _
                "	chamber; for Pyramus and Thisby says the story, did" & @CRLF & _
                "	talk through the chink of a wall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SNOUT	You can never bring in a wall. What say you, Bottom?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Some man or other must present Wall: and let him" & @CRLF & _
                "	have some plaster, or some loam, or some rough-cast" & @CRLF & _
                "	about him, to signify wall; and let him hold his" & @CRLF & _
                "	fingers thus, and through that cranny shall Pyramus" & @CRLF & _
                "	and Thisby whisper." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	If that may be, then all is well. Come, sit down," & @CRLF & _
                "	every mother's son, and rehearse your parts." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pyramus, you begin: when you have spoken your" & @CRLF & _
                "	speech, enter into that brake: and so every one" & @CRLF & _
                "	according to his cue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PUCK behind]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	What hempen home-spuns have we swaggering here," & @CRLF & _
                "	So near the cradle of the fairy queen?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, a play toward! I'll be an auditor;" & @CRLF & _
                "	An actor too, perhaps, if I see cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	Speak, Pyramus. Thisby, stand forth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Thisby, the flowers of odious savours sweet,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	Odours, odours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	--odours savours sweet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So hath thy breath, my dearest Thisby dear." & @CRLF & _
                "	But hark, a voice! stay thou but here awhile," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by and by I will to thee appear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	A stranger Pyramus than e'er played here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUTE	Must I speak now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	Ay, marry, must you; for you must understand he goes" & @CRLF & _
                "	but to see a noise that he heard, and is to come again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUTE	Most radiant Pyramus, most lily-white of hue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of colour like the red rose on triumphant brier," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most brisky juvenal and eke most lovely Jew," & @CRLF & _
                "	As true as truest horse that yet would never tire," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll meet thee, Pyramus, at Ninny's tomb." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	'Ninus' tomb,' man: why, you must not speak that" & @CRLF & _
                "	yet; that you answer to Pyramus: you speak all your" & @CRLF & _
                "	part at once, cues and all Pyramus enter: your cue" & @CRLF & _
                "	is past; it is, 'never tire.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUTE	O,--As true as truest horse, that yet would" & @CRLF & _
                "	never tire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter PUCK, and BOTTOM with an ass's head]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	If I were fair, Thisby, I were only thine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	O monstrous! O strange! we are haunted. Pray," & @CRLF & _
                "	masters! fly, masters! Help!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt QUINCE, SNUG, FLUTE, SNOUT, and STARVELING]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	I'll follow you, I'll lead you about a round," & @CRLF & _
                "	Through bog, through bush, through brake, through brier:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sometime a horse I'll be, sometime a hound," & @CRLF & _
                "	A hog, a headless bear, sometime a fire;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And neigh, and bark, and grunt, and roar, and burn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like horse, hound, hog, bear, fire, at every turn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Why do they run away? this is a knavery of them to" & @CRLF & _
                "	make me afeard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter SNOUT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SNOUT	O Bottom, thou art changed! what do I see on thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	What do you see? you see an asshead of your own, do" & @CRLF & _
                "	you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit SNOUT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter QUINCE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	Bless thee, Bottom! bless thee! thou art" & @CRLF & _
                "	translated." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	I see their knavery: this is to make an ass of me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	to fright me, if they could. But I will not stir" & @CRLF & _
                "	from this place, do what they can: I will walk up" & @CRLF & _
                "	and down here, and I will sing, that they shall hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not afraid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ousel cock so black of hue," & @CRLF & _
                "	With orange-tawny bill," & @CRLF & _
                "	The throstle with his note so true," & @CRLF & _
                "	The wren with little quill,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITANIA	[Awaking]  What angel wakes me from my flowery bed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The finch, the sparrow and the lark," & @CRLF & _
                "	The plain-song cuckoo gray," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose note full many a man doth mark," & @CRLF & _
                "	And dares not answer nay;--" & @CRLF & _
                "	for, indeed, who would set his wit to so foolish" & @CRLF & _
                "	a bird? who would give a bird the lie, though he cry" & @CRLF & _
                "	'cuckoo' never so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITANIA	I pray thee, gentle mortal, sing again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine ear is much enamour'd of thy note;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So is mine eye enthralled to thy shape;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thy fair virtue's force perforce doth move me" & @CRLF & _
                "	On the first view to say, to swear, I love thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Methinks, mistress, you should have little reason" & @CRLF & _
                "	for that: and yet, to say the truth, reason and" & @CRLF & _
                "	love keep little company together now-a-days; the" & @CRLF & _
                "	more the pity that some honest neighbours will not" & @CRLF & _
                "	make them friends. Nay, I can gleek upon occasion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITANIA	Thou art as wise as thou art beautiful." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Not so, neither: but if I had wit enough to get out" & @CRLF & _
                "	of this wood, I have enough to serve mine own turn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITANIA	Out of this wood do not desire to go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt remain here, whether thou wilt or no." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am a spirit of no common rate;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The summer still doth tend upon my state;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I do love thee: therefore, go with me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll give thee fairies to attend on thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	And they shall fetch thee jewels from the deep," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sing while thou on pressed flowers dost sleep;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will purge thy mortal grossness so" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou shalt like an airy spirit go." & @CRLF & _
                "	Peaseblossom! Cobweb! Moth! and Mustardseed!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PEASEBLOSSOM, COBWEB, MOTH, and MUSTARDSEED]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEASEBLOSSOM	Ready." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COBWEB	     And I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	          And I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MUSTARDSEED	                  And I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	Where shall we go?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITANIA	Be kind and courteous to this gentleman;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hop in his walks and gambol in his eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Feed him with apricocks and dewberries," & @CRLF & _
                "	With purple grapes, green figs, and mulberries;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The honey-bags steal from the humble-bees," & @CRLF & _
                "	And for night-tapers crop their waxen thighs" & @CRLF & _
                "	And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have my love to bed and to arise;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pluck the wings from Painted butterflies" & @CRLF & _
                "	To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nod to him, elves, and do him courtesies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEASEBLOSSOM	Hail, mortal!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COBWEB	Hail!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOTH	Hail!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MUSTARDSEED	Hail!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	I cry your worship's mercy, heartily: I beseech your" & @CRLF & _
                "	worship's name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COBWEB	Cobweb." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	I shall desire you of more acquaintance, good Master" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cobweb: if I cut my finger, I shall make bold with" & @CRLF & _
                "	you. Your name, honest gentleman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEASEBLOSSOM	Peaseblossom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	I pray you, commend me to Mistress Squash, your" & @CRLF & _
                "	mother, and to Master Peascod, your father. Good" & @CRLF & _
                "	Master Peaseblossom, I shall desire you of more" & @CRLF & _
                "	acquaintance too. Your name, I beseech you, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MUSTARDSEED	Mustardseed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Good Master Mustardseed, I know your patience well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	that same cowardly, giant-like ox-beef hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	devoured many a gentleman of your house: I promise" & @CRLF & _
                "	you your kindred had made my eyes water ere now. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	desire your more acquaintance, good Master" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mustardseed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITANIA	Come, wait upon him; lead him to my bower." & @CRLF & _
                "	The moon methinks looks with a watery eye;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when she weeps, weeps every little flower," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lamenting some enforced chastity." & @CRLF & _
                "	Tie up my love's tongue bring him silently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Another part of the wood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OBERON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	I wonder if Titania be awaked;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, what it was that next came in her eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which she must dote on in extremity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PUCK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes my messenger." & @CRLF & _
                "		   How now, mad spirit!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What night-rule now about this haunted grove?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	My mistress with a monster is in love." & @CRLF & _
                "	Near to her close and consecrated bower," & @CRLF & _
                "	While she was in her dull and sleeping hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	A crew of patches, rude mechanicals," & @CRLF & _
                "	That work for bread upon Athenian stalls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were met together to rehearse a play" & @CRLF & _
                "	Intended for great Theseus' nuptial-day." & @CRLF & _
                "	The shallowest thick-skin of that barren sort," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who Pyramus presented, in their sport" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forsook his scene and enter'd in a brake" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I did him at this advantage take," & @CRLF & _
                "	An ass's nole I fixed on his head:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Anon his Thisbe must be answered," & @CRLF & _
                "	And forth my mimic comes. When they him spy," & @CRLF & _
                "	As wild geese that the creeping fowler eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or russet-pated choughs, many in sort," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rising and cawing at the gun's report," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sever themselves and madly sweep the sky," & @CRLF & _
                "	So, at his sight, away his fellows fly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, at our stamp, here o'er and o'er one falls;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He murder cries and help from Athens calls." & @CRLF & _
                "	Their sense thus weak, lost with their fears" & @CRLF & _
                "	thus strong," & @CRLF & _
                "	Made senseless things begin to do them wrong;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For briers and thorns at their apparel snatch;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some sleeves, some hats, from yielders all" & @CRLF & _
                "	things catch." & @CRLF & _
                "	I led them on in this distracted fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	And left sweet Pyramus translated there:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When in that moment, so it came to pass," & @CRLF & _
                "	Titania waked and straightway loved an ass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	This falls out better than I could devise." & @CRLF & _
                "	But hast thou yet latch'd the Athenian's eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	With the love-juice, as I did bid thee do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	I took him sleeping,--that is finish'd too,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the Athenian woman by his side:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, when he waked, of force she must be eyed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HERMIA and DEMETRIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	Stand close: this is the same Athenian." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	This is the woman, but not this the man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	O, why rebuke you him that loves you so?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lay breath so bitter on your bitter foe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	Now I but chide; but I should use thee worse," & @CRLF & _
                "	For thou, I fear, hast given me cause to curse," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou hast slain Lysander in his sleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being o'er shoes in blood, plunge in the deep," & @CRLF & _
                "	And kill me too." & @CRLF & _
                "	The sun was not so true unto the day" & @CRLF & _
                "	As he to me: would he have stolen away" & @CRLF & _
                "	From sleeping Hermia? I'll believe as soon" & @CRLF & _
                "	This whole earth may be bored and that the moon" & @CRLF & _
                "	May through the centre creep and so displease" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her brother's noontide with Antipodes." & @CRLF & _
                "	It cannot be but thou hast murder'd him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So should a murderer look, so dead, so grim." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	So should the murder'd look, and so should I," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pierced through the heart with your stern cruelty:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet you, the murderer, look as bright, as clear," & @CRLF & _
                "	As yonder Venus in her glimmering sphere." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	What's this to my Lysander? where is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, good Demetrius, wilt thou give him me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	I had rather give his carcass to my hounds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	Out, dog! out, cur! thou drivest me past the bounds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of maiden's patience. Hast thou slain him, then?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Henceforth be never number'd among men!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, once tell true, tell true, even for my sake!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Durst thou have look'd upon him being awake," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hast thou kill'd him sleeping? O brave touch!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could not a worm, an adder, do so much?" & @CRLF & _
                "	An adder did it; for with doubler tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than thine, thou serpent, never adder stung." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	You spend your passion on a misprised mood:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not guilty of Lysander's blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor is he dead, for aught that I can tell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	I pray thee, tell me then that he is well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	An if I could, what should I get therefore?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	A privilege never to see me more." & @CRLF & _
                "	And from thy hated presence part I so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	See me no more, whether he be dead or no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	There is no following her in this fierce vein:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here therefore for a while I will remain." & @CRLF & _
                "	So sorrow's heaviness doth heavier grow" & @CRLF & _
                "	For debt that bankrupt sleep doth sorrow owe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which now in some slight measure it will pay," & @CRLF & _
                "	If for his tender here I make some stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Lies down and sleeps]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	What hast thou done? thou hast mistaken quite" & @CRLF & _
                "	And laid the love-juice on some true-love's sight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thy misprision must perforce ensue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some true love turn'd and not a false turn'd true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	Then fate o'er-rules, that, one man holding troth," & @CRLF & _
                "	A million fail, confounding oath on oath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	About the wood go swifter than the wind," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Helena of Athens look thou find:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All fancy-sick she is and pale of cheer," & @CRLF & _
                "	With sighs of love, that costs the fresh blood dear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By some illusion see thou bring her here:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll charm his eyes against she do appear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	I go, I go; look how I go," & @CRLF & _
                "	Swifter than arrow from the Tartar's bow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	   Flower of this purple dye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hit with Cupid's archery," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sink in apple of his eye." & @CRLF & _
                "	When his love he doth espy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let her shine as gloriously" & @CRLF & _
                "	As the Venus of the sky." & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou wakest, if she be by," & @CRLF & _
                "	Beg of her for remedy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter PUCK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	   Captain of our fairy band," & @CRLF & _
                "	Helena is here at hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the youth, mistook by me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pleading for a lover's fee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall we their fond pageant see?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord, what fools these mortals be!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	Stand aside: the noise they make" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will cause Demetrius to awake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	Then will two at once woo one;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That must needs be sport alone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And those things do best please me" & @CRLF & _
                "	That befal preposterously." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LYSANDER and HELENA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Why should you think that I should woo in scorn?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Scorn and derision never come in tears:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, when I vow, I weep; and vows so born," & @CRLF & _
                "	In their nativity all truth appears." & @CRLF & _
                "	How can these things in me seem scorn to you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bearing the badge of faith, to prove them true?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	You do advance your cunning more and more." & @CRLF & _
                "	When truth kills truth, O devilish-holy fray!" & @CRLF & _
                "	These vows are Hermia's: will you give her o'er?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Weigh oath with oath, and you will nothing weigh:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your vows to her and me, put in two scales," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will even weigh, and both as light as tales." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	I had no judgment when to her I swore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Nor none, in my mind, now you give her o'er." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Demetrius loves her, and he loves not you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	[Awaking]  O Helena, goddess, nymph, perfect, divine!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To what, my love, shall I compare thine eyne?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Crystal is muddy. O, how ripe in show" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy lips, those kissing cherries, tempting grow!" & @CRLF & _
                "	That pure congealed white, high Taurus snow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fann'd with the eastern wind, turns to a crow" & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou hold'st up thy hand: O, let me kiss" & @CRLF & _
                "	This princess of pure white, this seal of bliss!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	O spite! O hell! I see you all are bent" & @CRLF & _
                "	To set against me for your merriment:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you we re civil and knew courtesy," & @CRLF & _
                "	You would not do me thus much injury." & @CRLF & _
                "	Can you not hate me, as I know you do," & @CRLF & _
                "	But you must join in souls to mock me too?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you were men, as men you are in show," & @CRLF & _
                "	You would not use a gentle lady so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To vow, and swear, and superpraise my parts," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I am sure you hate me with your hearts." & @CRLF & _
                "	You both are rivals, and love Hermia;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now both rivals, to mock Helena:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A trim exploit, a manly enterprise," & @CRLF & _
                "	To conjure tears up in a poor maid's eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	With your derision! none of noble sort" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would so offend a virgin, and extort" & @CRLF & _
                "	A poor soul's patience, all to make you sport." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	You are unkind, Demetrius; be not so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For you love Hermia; this you know I know:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here, with all good will, with all my heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	In Hermia's love I yield you up my part;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yours of Helena to me bequeath," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom I do love and will do till my death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Never did mockers waste more idle breath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Lysander, keep thy Hermia; I will none:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If e'er I loved her, all that love is gone." & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart to her but as guest-wise sojourn'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And now to Helen is it home return'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	There to remain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	                  Helen, it is not so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Disparage not the faith thou dost not know," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest, to thy peril, thou aby it dear." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, where thy love comes; yonder is thy dear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter HERMIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	Dark night, that from the eye his function takes," & @CRLF & _
                "	The ear more quick of apprehension makes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein it doth impair the seeing sense," & @CRLF & _
                "	It pays the hearing double recompense." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art not by mine eye, Lysander, found;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine ear, I thank it, brought me to thy sound" & @CRLF & _
                "	But why unkindly didst thou leave me so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Why should he stay, whom love doth press to go?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	What love could press Lysander from my side?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Lysander's love, that would not let him bide," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fair Helena, who more engilds the night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than all you fiery oes and eyes of light." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why seek'st thou me? could not this make thee know," & @CRLF & _
                "	The hate I bear thee made me leave thee so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	You speak not as you think: it cannot be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Lo, she is one of this confederacy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now I perceive they have conjoin'd all three" & @CRLF & _
                "	To fashion this false sport, in spite of me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Injurious Hermia! most ungrateful maid!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have you conspired, have you with these contrived" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bait me with this foul derision?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is all the counsel that we two have shared," & @CRLF & _
                "	The sisters' vows, the hours that we have spent," & @CRLF & _
                "	When we have chid the hasty-footed time" & @CRLF & _
                "	For parting us,--O, is it all forgot?" & @CRLF & _
                "	All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence?" & @CRLF & _
                "	We, Hermia, like two artificial gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have with our needles created both one flower," & @CRLF & _
                "	Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion," & @CRLF & _
                "	Both warbling of one song, both in one key," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if our hands, our sides, voices and minds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had been incorporate. So we grow together," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to a double cherry, seeming parted," & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet an union in partition;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two lovely berries moulded on one stem;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two of the first, like coats in heraldry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Due but to one and crowned with one crest." & @CRLF & _
                "	And will you rent our ancient love asunder," & @CRLF & _
                "	To join with men in scorning your poor friend?" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is not friendly, 'tis not maidenly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our sex, as well as I, may chide you for it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though I alone do feel the injury." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	I am amazed at your passionate words." & @CRLF & _
                "	I scorn you not: it seems that you scorn me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Have you not set Lysander, as in scorn," & @CRLF & _
                "	To follow me and praise my eyes and face?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And made your other love, Demetrius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who even but now did spurn me with his foot," & @CRLF & _
                "	To call me goddess, nymph, divine and rare," & @CRLF & _
                "	Precious, celestial? Wherefore speaks he this" & @CRLF & _
                "	To her he hates? and wherefore doth Lysander" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deny your love, so rich within his soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tender me, forsooth, affection," & @CRLF & _
                "	But by your setting on, by your consent?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What thought I be not so in grace as you," & @CRLF & _
                "	So hung upon with love, so fortunate," & @CRLF & _
                "	But miserable most, to love unloved?" & @CRLF & _
                "	This you should pity rather than despise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERNIA	I understand not what you mean by this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Ay, do, persever, counterfeit sad looks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make mouths upon me when I turn my back;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wink each at other; hold the sweet jest up:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This sport, well carried, shall be chronicled." & @CRLF & _
                "	If you have any pity, grace, or manners," & @CRLF & _
                "	You would not make me such an argument." & @CRLF & _
                "	But fare ye well: 'tis partly my own fault;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which death or absence soon shall remedy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Stay, gentle Helena; hear my excuse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My love, my life my soul, fair Helena!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	O excellent!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	                  Sweet, do not scorn her so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	If she cannot entreat, I can compel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Thou canst compel no more than she entreat:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy threats have no more strength than her weak prayers." & @CRLF & _
                "	Helen, I love thee; by my life, I do:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I swear by that which I will lose for thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	To prove him false that says I love thee not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	I say I love thee more than he can do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	If thou say so, withdraw, and prove it too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Quick, come!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	Lysander, whereto tends all this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Away, you Ethiope!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	                  No, no; he'll [        ]" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seem to break loose; take on as you would follow," & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet come not: you are a tame man, go!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Hang off, thou cat, thou burr! vile thing, let loose," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I will shake thee from me like a serpent!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	Why are you grown so rude? what change is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet love,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Thy love! out, tawny Tartar, out!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out, loathed medicine! hated potion, hence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	Do you not jest?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Yes, sooth; and so do you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Demetrius, I will keep my word with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	I would I had your bond, for I perceive" & @CRLF & _
                "	A weak bond holds you: I'll not trust your word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	What, should I hurt her, strike her, kill her dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Although I hate her, I'll not harm her so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	What, can you do me greater harm than hate?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hate me! wherefore? O me! what news, my love!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Am not I Hermia? are not you Lysander?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am as fair now as I was erewhile." & @CRLF & _
                "	Since night you loved me; yet since night you left" & @CRLF & _
                "	me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, then you left me--O, the gods forbid!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	In earnest, shall I say?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Ay, by my life;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And never did desire to see thee more." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore be out of hope, of question, of doubt;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be certain, nothing truer; 'tis no jest" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I do hate thee and love Helena." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	O me! you juggler! you canker-blossom!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You thief of love! what, have you come by night" & @CRLF & _
                "	And stolen my love's heart from him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Fine, i'faith!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have you no modesty, no maiden shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	No touch of bashfulness? What, will you tear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Impatient answers from my gentle tongue?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fie, fie! you counterfeit, you puppet, you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	Puppet? why so? ay, that way goes the game." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now I perceive that she hath made compare" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between our statures; she hath urged her height;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with her personage, her tall personage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her height, forsooth, she hath prevail'd with him." & @CRLF & _
                "	And are you grown so high in his esteem;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Because I am so dwarfish and so low?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How low am I, thou painted maypole? speak;" & @CRLF & _
                "	How low am I? I am not yet so low" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that my nails can reach unto thine eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	I pray you, though you mock me, gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let her not hurt me: I was never curst;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have no gift at all in shrewishness;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am a right maid for my cowardice:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let her not strike me. You perhaps may think," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because she is something lower than myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I can match her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	Lower! hark, again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	Good Hermia, do not be so bitter with me." & @CRLF & _
                "	I evermore did love you, Hermia," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did ever keep your counsels, never wrong'd you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Save that, in love unto Demetrius," & @CRLF & _
                "	I told him of your stealth unto this wood." & @CRLF & _
                "	He follow'd you; for love I follow'd him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But he hath chid me hence and threaten'd me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To strike me, spurn me, nay, to kill me too:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now, so you will let me quiet go," & @CRLF & _
                "	To Athens will I bear my folly back" & @CRLF & _
                "	And follow you no further: let me go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You see how simple and how fond I am." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	Why, get you gone: who is't that hinders you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	A foolish heart, that I leave here behind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	What, with Lysander?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	With Demetrius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Be not afraid; she shall not harm thee, Helena." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	No, sir, she shall not, though you take her part." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	O, when she's angry, she is keen and shrewd!" & @CRLF & _
                "	She was a vixen when she went to school;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And though she be but little, she is fierce." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	'Little' again! nothing but 'low' and 'little'!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why will you suffer her to flout me thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me come to her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Get you gone, you dwarf;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You minimus, of hindering knot-grass made;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You bead, you acorn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	You are too officious" & @CRLF & _
                "	In her behalf that scorns your services." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let her alone: speak not of Helena;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take not her part; for, if thou dost intend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never so little show of love to her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt aby it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	                  Now she holds me not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now follow, if thou darest, to try whose right," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thine or mine, is most in Helena." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Follow! nay, I'll go with thee, cheek by jole." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt LYSANDER and DEMETRIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	You, mistress, all this coil is 'long of you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, go not back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	                  I will not trust you, I," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor longer stay in your curst company." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your hands than mine are quicker for a fray," & @CRLF & _
                "	My legs are longer though, to run away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	I am amazed, and know not what to say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	This is thy negligence: still thou mistakest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else committ'st thy knaveries wilfully." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	Believe me, king of shadows, I mistook." & @CRLF & _
                "	Did not you tell me I should know the man" & @CRLF & _
                "	By the Athenian garment be had on?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so far blameless proves my enterprise," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have 'nointed an Athenian's eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so far am I glad it so did sort" & @CRLF & _
                "	As this their jangling I esteem a sport." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	Thou see'st these lovers seek a place to fight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hie therefore, Robin, overcast the night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The starry welkin cover thou anon" & @CRLF & _
                "	With drooping fog as black as Acheron," & @CRLF & _
                "	And lead these testy rivals so astray" & @CRLF & _
                "	As one come not within another's way." & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to Lysander sometime frame thy tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then stir Demetrius up with bitter wrong;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sometime rail thou like Demetrius;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And from each other look thou lead them thus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till o'er their brows death-counterfeiting sleep" & @CRLF & _
                "	With leaden legs and batty wings doth creep:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then crush this herb into Lysander's eye;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose liquor hath this virtuous property," & @CRLF & _
                "	To take from thence all error with his might," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make his eyeballs roll with wonted sight." & @CRLF & _
                "	When they next wake, all this derision" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall seem a dream and fruitless vision," & @CRLF & _
                "	And back to Athens shall the lovers wend," & @CRLF & _
                "	With league whose date till death shall never end." & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles I in this affair do thee employ," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll to my queen and beg her Indian boy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then I will her charmed eye release" & @CRLF & _
                "	From monster's view, and all things shall be peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	My fairy lord, this must be done with haste," & @CRLF & _
                "	For night's swift dragons cut the clouds full fast," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yonder shines Aurora's harbinger;" & @CRLF & _
                "	At whose approach, ghosts, wandering here and there," & @CRLF & _
                "	Troop home to churchyards: damned spirits all," & @CRLF & _
                "	That in crossways and floods have burial," & @CRLF & _
                "	Already to their wormy beds are gone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For fear lest day should look their shames upon," & @CRLF & _
                "	They willfully themselves exile from light" & @CRLF & _
                "	And must for aye consort with black-brow'd night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	But we are spirits of another sort:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I with the morning's love have oft made sport," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, like a forester, the groves may tread," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even till the eastern gate, all fiery-red," & @CRLF & _
                "	Opening on Neptune with fair blessed beams," & @CRLF & _
                "	Turns into yellow gold his salt green streams." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, notwithstanding, haste; make no delay:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We may effect this business yet ere day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	   Up and down, up and down," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will lead them up and down:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am fear'd in field and town:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Goblin, lead them up and down." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter LYSANDER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Where art thou, proud Demetrius? speak thou now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	Here, villain; drawn and ready. Where art thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	I will be with thee straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	Follow me, then," & @CRLF & _
                "	To plainer ground." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit LYSANDER, as following the voice]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter DEMETRIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	                  Lysander! speak again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou runaway, thou coward, art thou fled?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak! In some bush? Where dost thou hide thy head?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	Thou coward, art thou bragging to the stars," & @CRLF & _
                "	Telling the bushes that thou look'st for wars," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wilt not come? Come, recreant; come, thou child;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll whip thee with a rod: he is defiled" & @CRLF & _
                "	That draws a sword on thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Yea, art thou there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	Follow my voice: we'll try no manhood here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter LYSANDER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	He goes before me and still dares me on:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I come where he calls, then he is gone." & @CRLF & _
                "	The villain is much lighter-heel'd than I:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I follow'd fast, but faster he did fly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That fallen am I in dark uneven way," & @CRLF & _
                "	And here will rest me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Lies down]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, thou gentle day!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For if but once thou show me thy grey light," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll find Demetrius and revenge this spite." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sleeps]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter PUCK and DEMETRIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	Ho, ho, ho! Coward, why comest thou not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Abide me, if thou darest; for well I wot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou runn'st before me, shifting every place," & @CRLF & _
                "	And darest not stand, nor look me in the face." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where art thou now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	Come hither: I am here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Nay, then, thou mock'st me. Thou shalt buy this dear," & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever I thy face by daylight see:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, go thy way. Faintness constraineth me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To measure out my length on this cold bed." & @CRLF & _
                "	By day's approach look to be visited." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Lies down and sleeps]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter HELENA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	O weary night, O long and tedious night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Abate thy hour! Shine comforts from the east," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I may back to Athens by daylight," & @CRLF & _
                "	From these that my poor company detest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sleep, that sometimes shuts up sorrow's eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Steal me awhile from mine own company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Lies down and sleeps]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	Yet but three? Come one more;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two of both kinds make up four." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here she comes, curst and sad:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cupid is a knavish lad," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus to make poor females mad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter HERMIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	Never so weary, never so in woe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bedabbled with the dew and torn with briers," & @CRLF & _
                "	I can no further crawl, no further go;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My legs can keep no pace with my desires." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here will I rest me till the break of day." & @CRLF & _
                "	Heavens shield Lysander, if they mean a fray!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Lies down and sleeps]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	                  On the ground" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sleep sound:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll apply" & @CRLF & _
                "	To your eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gentle lover, remedy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Squeezing the juice on LYSANDER's eyes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou wakest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou takest" & @CRLF & _
                "	True delight" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the sight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thy former lady's eye:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the country proverb known," & @CRLF & _
                "	That every man should take his own," & @CRLF & _
                "	In your waking shall be shown:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Jack shall have Jill;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nought shall go ill;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The man shall have his mare again, and all shall be well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The same. LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS, HELENA, and HERMIA" & @CRLF & _
                "	lying asleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TITANIA and BOTTOM; PEASEBLOSSOM, COBWEB, MOTH," & @CRLF & _
                "	MUSTARDSEED, and other Fairies attending; OBERON" & @CRLF & _
                "	behind unseen]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITANIA	Come, sit thee down upon this flowery bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	While I thy amiable cheeks do coy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And stick musk-roses in thy sleek smooth head," & @CRLF & _
                "	And kiss thy fair large ears, my gentle joy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Where's Peaseblossom?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PEASEBLOSSOM	Ready." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Scratch my head Peaseblossom. Where's Mounsieur Cobweb?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "COBWEB	Ready." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Mounsieur Cobweb, good mounsieur, get you your" & @CRLF & _
                "	weapons in your hand, and kill me a red-hipped" & @CRLF & _
                "	humble-bee on the top of a thistle; and, good" & @CRLF & _
                "	mounsieur, bring me the honey-bag. Do not fret" & @CRLF & _
                "	yourself too much in the action, mounsieur; and," & @CRLF & _
                "	good mounsieur, have a care the honey-bag break not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would be loath to have you overflown with a" & @CRLF & _
                "	honey-bag, signior. Where's Mounsieur Mustardseed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MUSTARDSEED	Ready." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Give me your neaf, Mounsieur Mustardseed. Pray you," & @CRLF & _
                "	leave your courtesy, good mounsieur." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MUSTARDSEED	What's your Will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Nothing, good mounsieur, but to help Cavalery Cobweb" & @CRLF & _
                "	to scratch. I must to the barber's, monsieur; for" & @CRLF & _
                "	methinks I am marvellous hairy about the face; and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	am such a tender ass, if my hair do but tickle me," & @CRLF & _
                "	I must scratch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITANIA	What, wilt thou hear some music," & @CRLF & _
                "	my sweet love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	I have a reasonable good ear in music. Let's have" & @CRLF & _
                "	the tongs and the bones." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITANIA	Or say, sweet love, what thou desirest to eat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Truly, a peck of provender: I could munch your good" & @CRLF & _
                "	dry oats. Methinks I have a great desire to a bottle" & @CRLF & _
                "	of hay: good hay, sweet hay, hath no fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITANIA	I have a venturous fairy that shall seek" & @CRLF & _
                "	The squirrel's hoard, and fetch thee new nuts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	I had rather have a handful or two of dried peas." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, I pray you, let none of your people stir me: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have an exposition of sleep come upon me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITANIA	Sleep thou, and I will wind thee in my arms." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fairies, begone, and be all ways away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt fairies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	So doth the woodbine the sweet honeysuckle" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gently entwist; the female ivy so" & @CRLF & _
                "	Enrings the barky fingers of the elm." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, how I love thee! how I dote on thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They sleep]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PUCK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	[Advancing]  Welcome, good Robin." & @CRLF & _
                "	See'st thou this sweet sight?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her dotage now I do begin to pity:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, meeting her of late behind the wood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seeking sweet favours from this hateful fool," & @CRLF & _
                "	I did upbraid her and fall out with her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For she his hairy temples then had rounded" & @CRLF & _
                "	With a coronet of fresh and fragrant flowers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that same dew, which sometime on the buds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was wont to swell like round and orient pearls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stood now within the pretty flowerets' eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like tears that did their own disgrace bewail." & @CRLF & _
                "	When I had at my pleasure taunted her" & @CRLF & _
                "	And she in mild terms begg'd my patience," & @CRLF & _
                "	I then did ask of her her changeling child;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which straight she gave me, and her fairy sent" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bear him to my bower in fairy land." & @CRLF & _
                "	And now I have the boy, I will undo" & @CRLF & _
                "	This hateful imperfection of her eyes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, gentle Puck, take this transformed scalp" & @CRLF & _
                "	From off the head of this Athenian swain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, he awaking when the other do," & @CRLF & _
                "	May all to Athens back again repair" & @CRLF & _
                "	And think no more of this night's accidents" & @CRLF & _
                "	But as the fierce vexation of a dream." & @CRLF & _
                "	But first I will release the fairy queen." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be as thou wast wont to be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	See as thou wast wont to see:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dian's bud o'er Cupid's flower" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath such force and blessed power." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, my Titania; wake you, my sweet queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITANIA	My Oberon! what visions have I seen!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methought I was enamour'd of an ass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	There lies your love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITANIA	How came these things to pass?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, how mine eyes do loathe his visage now!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	Silence awhile. Robin, take off this head." & @CRLF & _
                "	Titania, music call; and strike more dead" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than common sleep of all these five the sense." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITANIA	Music, ho! music, such as charmeth sleep!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music, still]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	Now, when thou wakest, with thine" & @CRLF & _
                "	own fool's eyes peep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	Sound, music! Come, my queen, take hands with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And rock the ground whereon these sleepers be." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now thou and I are new in amity," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will to-morrow midnight solemnly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dance in Duke Theseus' house triumphantly," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bless it to all fair prosperity:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There shall the pairs of faithful lovers be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wedded, with Theseus, all in jollity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	Fairy king, attend, and mark:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do hear the morning lark." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	Then, my queen, in silence sad," & @CRLF & _
                "	Trip we after the night's shade:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We the globe can compass soon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Swifter than the wandering moon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITANIA	Come, my lord, and in our flight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me how it came this night" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I sleeping here was found" & @CRLF & _
                "	With these mortals on the ground." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Horns winded within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, EGEUS, and train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	Go, one of you, find out the forester;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For now our observation is perform'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And since we have the vaward of the day," & @CRLF & _
                "	My love shall hear the music of my hounds." & @CRLF & _
                "	Uncouple in the western valley; let them go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dispatch, I say, and find the forester." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit an Attendant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	We will, fair queen, up to the mountain's top," & @CRLF & _
                "	And mark the musical confusion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of hounds and echo in conjunction." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HIPPOLYTA	I was with Hercules and Cadmus once," & @CRLF & _
                "	When in a wood of Crete they bay'd the bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	With hounds of Sparta: never did I hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such gallant chiding: for, besides the groves," & @CRLF & _
                "	The skies, the fountains, every region near" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seem'd all one mutual cry: I never heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	So musical a discord, such sweet thunder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind," & @CRLF & _
                "	So flew'd, so sanded, and their heads are hung" & @CRLF & _
                "	With ears that sweep away the morning dew;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Crook-knee'd, and dew-lapp'd like Thessalian bulls;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells," & @CRLF & _
                "	Each under each. A cry more tuneable" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was never holla'd to, nor cheer'd with horn," & @CRLF & _
                "	In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Thessaly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Judge when you hear. But, soft! what nymphs are these?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EGEUS	My lord, this is my daughter here asleep;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this, Lysander; this Demetrius is;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This Helena, old Nedar's Helena:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I wonder of their being here together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	No doubt they rose up early to observe" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rite of May, and hearing our intent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Came here in grace our solemnity." & @CRLF & _
                "	But speak, Egeus; is not this the day" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Hermia should give answer of her choice?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EGEUS	It is, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	Go, bid the huntsmen wake them with their horns." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Horns and shout within. LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	HELENA, and HERMIA wake and start up]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good morrow, friends. Saint Valentine is past:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Begin these wood-birds but to couple now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Pardon, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	                  I pray you all, stand up." & @CRLF & _
                "	I know you two are rival enemies:" & @CRLF & _
                "	How comes this gentle concord in the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hatred is so far from jealousy," & @CRLF & _
                "	To sleep by hate, and fear no enmity?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	My lord, I shall reply amazedly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Half sleep, half waking: but as yet, I swear," & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot truly say how I came here;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, as I think,--for truly would I speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	And now do I bethink me, so it is,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I came with Hermia hither: our intent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was to be gone from Athens, where we might," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without the peril of the Athenian law." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EGEUS	Enough, enough, my lord; you have enough:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I beg the law, the law, upon his head." & @CRLF & _
                "	They would have stolen away; they would, Demetrius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thereby to have defeated you and me," & @CRLF & _
                "	You of your wife and me of my consent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my consent that she should be your wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	My lord, fair Helen told me of their stealth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this their purpose hither to this wood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I in fury hither follow'd them," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fair Helena in fancy following me." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, my good lord, I wot not by what power,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	But by some power it is,--my love to Hermia," & @CRLF & _
                "	Melted as the snow, seems to me now" & @CRLF & _
                "	As the remembrance of an idle gaud" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which in my childhood I did dote upon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the faith, the virtue of my heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	The object and the pleasure of mine eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is only Helena. To her, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was I betroth'd ere I saw Hermia:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, like in sickness, did I loathe this food;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, as in health, come to my natural taste," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now I do wish it, love it, long for it," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will for evermore be true to it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	Fair lovers, you are fortunately met:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this discourse we more will hear anon." & @CRLF & _
                "	Egeus, I will overbear your will;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For in the temple by and by with us" & @CRLF & _
                "	These couples shall eternally be knit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for the morning now is something worn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our purposed hunting shall be set aside." & @CRLF & _
                "	Away with us to Athens; three and three," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll hold a feast in great solemnity." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, Hippolyta." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, EGEUS, and train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	These things seem small and undistinguishable," & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	Methinks I see these things with parted eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	When every thing seems double." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	So methinks:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I have found Demetrius like a jewel," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine own, and not mine own." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Are you sure" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we are awake? It seems to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	That yet we sleep, we dream. Do not you think" & @CRLF & _
                "	The duke was here, and bid us follow him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIA	Yea; and my father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENA	And Hippolyta." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	And he did bid us follow to the temple." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Why, then, we are awake: let's follow him" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by the way let us recount our dreams." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	[Awaking]  When my cue comes, call me, and I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	answer: my next is, 'Most fair Pyramus.' Heigh-ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Peter Quince! Flute, the bellows-mender! Snout," & @CRLF & _
                "	the tinker! Starveling! God's my life, stolen" & @CRLF & _
                "	hence, and left me asleep! I have had a most rare" & @CRLF & _
                "	vision. I have had a dream, past the wit of man to" & @CRLF & _
                "	say what dream it was: man is but an ass, if he go" & @CRLF & _
                "	about to expound this dream. Methought I was--there" & @CRLF & _
                "	is no man can tell what. Methought I was,--and" & @CRLF & _
                "	methought I had,--but man is but a patched fool, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	he will offer to say what methought I had. The eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not" & @CRLF & _
                "	seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream" & @CRLF & _
                "	was. I will get Peter Quince to write a ballad of" & @CRLF & _
                "	this dream: it shall be called Bottom's Dream," & @CRLF & _
                "	because it hath no bottom; and I will sing it in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	latter end of a play, before the duke:" & @CRLF & _
                "	peradventure, to make it the more gracious, I shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	sing it at her death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Athens. QUINCE'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter QUINCE, FLUTE, SNOUT, and STARVELING]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	Have you sent to Bottom's house? is he come home yet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STARVELING	He cannot be heard of. Out of doubt he is" & @CRLF & _
                "	transported." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUTE	If he come not, then the play is marred: it goes" & @CRLF & _
                "	not forward, doth it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	It is not possible: you have not a man in all" & @CRLF & _
                "	Athens able to discharge Pyramus but he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUTE	No, he hath simply the best wit of any handicraft" & @CRLF & _
                "	man in Athens." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	Yea and the best person too; and he is a very" & @CRLF & _
                "	paramour for a sweet voice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUTE	You must say 'paragon:' a paramour is, God bless us," & @CRLF & _
                "	a thing of naught." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SNUG]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SNUG	Masters, the duke is coming from the temple, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	there is two or three lords and ladies more married:" & @CRLF & _
                "	if our sport had gone forward, we had all been made" & @CRLF & _
                "	men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLUTE	O sweet bully Bottom! Thus hath he lost sixpence a" & @CRLF & _
                "	day during his life; he could not have 'scaped" & @CRLF & _
                "	sixpence a day: an the duke had not given him" & @CRLF & _
                "	sixpence a day for playing Pyramus, I'll be hanged;" & @CRLF & _
                "	he would have deserved it: sixpence a day in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pyramus, or nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BOTTOM]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Where are these lads? where are these hearts?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	Bottom! O most courageous day! O most happy hour!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Masters, I am to discourse wonders: but ask me not" & @CRLF & _
                "	what; for if I tell you, I am no true Athenian. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will tell you every thing, right as it fell out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINCE	Let us hear, sweet Bottom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	Not a word of me. All that I will tell you is, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	the duke hath dined. Get your apparel together," & @CRLF & _
                "	good strings to your beards, new ribbons to your" & @CRLF & _
                "	pumps; meet presently at the palace; every man look" & @CRLF & _
                "	o'er his part; for the short and the long is, our" & @CRLF & _
                "	play is preferred. In any case, let Thisby have" & @CRLF & _
                "	clean linen; and let not him that plays the lion" & @CRLF & _
                "	pair his nails, for they shall hang out for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	lion's claws. And, most dear actors, eat no onions" & @CRLF & _
                "	nor garlic, for we are to utter sweet breath; and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	do not doubt but to hear them say, it is a sweet" & @CRLF & _
                "	comedy. No more words: away! go, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Athens. The palace of THESEUS." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, PHILOSTRATE, Lords and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HIPPOLYTA	'Tis strange my Theseus, that these" & @CRLF & _
                "	lovers speak of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	More strange than true: I never may believe" & @CRLF & _
                "	These antique fables, nor these fairy toys." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lovers and madmen have such seething brains," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than cool reason ever comprehends." & @CRLF & _
                "	The lunatic, the lover and the poet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are of imagination all compact:" & @CRLF & _
                "	One sees more devils than vast hell can hold," & @CRLF & _
                "	That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The poet's eye, in fine frenzy rolling," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And as imagination bodies forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	A local habitation and a name." & @CRLF & _
                "	Such tricks hath strong imagination," & @CRLF & _
                "	That if it would but apprehend some joy," & @CRLF & _
                "	It comprehends some bringer of that joy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or in the night, imagining some fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	How easy is a bush supposed a bear!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HIPPOLYTA	But all the story of the night told over," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all their minds transfigured so together," & @CRLF & _
                "	More witnesseth than fancy's images" & @CRLF & _
                "	And grows to something of great constancy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, howsoever, strange and admirable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	Here come the lovers, full of joy and mirth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS, HERMIA, and HELENA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Joy, gentle friends! joy and fresh days of love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Accompany your hearts!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	More than to us" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wait in your royal walks, your board, your bed!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	Come now; what masques, what dances shall we have," & @CRLF & _
                "	To wear away this long age of three hours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between our after-supper and bed-time?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is our usual manager of mirth?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What revels are in hand? Is there no play," & @CRLF & _
                "	To ease the anguish of a torturing hour?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call Philostrate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILOSTRATE	                  Here, mighty Theseus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	Say, what abridgement have you for this evening?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What masque? what music? How shall we beguile" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lazy time, if not with some delight?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILOSTRATE	There is a brief how many sports are ripe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make choice of which your highness will see first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Giving a paper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	[Reads]  'The battle with the Centaurs, to be sung" & @CRLF & _
                "	By an Athenian eunuch to the harp.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll none of that: that have I told my love," & @CRLF & _
                "	In glory of my kinsman Hercules." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'The riot of the tipsy Bacchanals," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tearing the Thracian singer in their rage.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	That is an old device; and it was play'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I from Thebes came last a conqueror." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'The thrice three Muses mourning for the death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Learning, late deceased in beggary.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	That is some satire, keen and critical," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not sorting with a nuptial ceremony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'A tedious brief scene of young Pyramus" & @CRLF & _
                "	And his love Thisbe; very tragical mirth.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Merry and tragical! tedious and brief!" & @CRLF & _
                "	That is, hot ice and wondrous strange snow." & @CRLF & _
                "	How shall we find the concord of this discord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILOSTRATE	A play there is, my lord, some ten words long," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is as brief as I have known a play;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But by ten words, my lord, it is too long," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which makes it tedious; for in all the play" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is not one word apt, one player fitted:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And tragical, my noble lord, it is;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Pyramus therein doth kill himself." & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, when I saw rehearsed, I must confess," & @CRLF & _
                "	Made mine eyes water; but more merry tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	The passion of loud laughter never shed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	What are they that do play it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILOSTRATE	Hard-handed men that work in Athens here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which never labour'd in their minds till now," & @CRLF & _
                "	And now have toil'd their unbreathed memories" & @CRLF & _
                "	With this same play, against your nuptial." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	And we will hear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILOSTRATE	No, my noble lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is not for you: I have heard it over," & @CRLF & _
                "	And it is nothing, nothing in the world;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless you can find sport in their intents," & @CRLF & _
                "	Extremely stretch'd and conn'd with cruel pain," & @CRLF & _
                "	To do you service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	                  I will hear that play;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For never anything can be amiss," & @CRLF & _
                "	When simpleness and duty tender it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, bring them in: and take your places, ladies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit PHILOSTRATE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HIPPOLYTA	I love not to see wretchedness o'er charged" & @CRLF & _
                "	And duty in his service perishing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	Why, gentle sweet, you shall see no such thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HIPPOLYTA	He says they can do nothing in this kind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	The kinder we, to give them thanks for nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "	Our sport shall be to take what they mistake:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what poor duty cannot do, noble respect" & @CRLF & _
                "	Takes it in might, not merit." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where I have come, great clerks have purposed" & @CRLF & _
                "	To greet me with premeditated welcomes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where I have seen them shiver and look pale," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make periods in the midst of sentences," & @CRLF & _
                "	Throttle their practised accent in their fears" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in conclusion dumbly have broke off," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not paying me a welcome. Trust me, sweet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of this silence yet I pick'd a welcome;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the modesty of fearful duty" & @CRLF & _
                "	I read as much as from the rattling tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of saucy and audacious eloquence." & @CRLF & _
                "	Love, therefore, and tongue-tied simplicity" & @CRLF & _
                "	In least speak most, to my capacity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter PHILOSTRATE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILOSTRATE	So please your grace, the Prologue is address'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	Let him approach." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish of trumpets]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter QUINCE for the Prologue]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Prologue	If we offend, it is with our good will." & @CRLF & _
                "	That you should think, we come not to offend," & @CRLF & _
                "	But with good will. To show our simple skill," & @CRLF & _
                "	That is the true beginning of our end." & @CRLF & _
                "	Consider then we come but in despite." & @CRLF & _
                "	We do not come as minding to contest you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our true intent is. All for your delight" & @CRLF & _
                "	We are not here. That you should here repent you," & @CRLF & _
                "	The actors are at hand and by their show" & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall know all that you are like to know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	This fellow doth not stand upon points." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	He hath rid his prologue like a rough colt; he knows" & @CRLF & _
                "	not the stop. A good moral, my lord: it is not" & @CRLF & _
                "	enough to speak, but to speak true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HIPPOLYTA	Indeed he hath played on his prologue like a child" & @CRLF & _
                "	on a recorder; a sound, but not in government." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	His speech, was like a tangled chain; nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	impaired, but all disordered. Who is next?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Pyramus and Thisbe, Wall, Moonshine, and Lion]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Prologue	Gentles, perchance you wonder at this show;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But wonder on, till truth make all things plain." & @CRLF & _
                "	This man is Pyramus, if you would know;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This beauteous lady Thisby is certain." & @CRLF & _
                "	This man, with lime and rough-cast, doth present" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wall, that vile Wall which did these lovers sunder;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And through Wall's chink, poor souls, they are content" & @CRLF & _
                "	To whisper. At the which let no man wonder." & @CRLF & _
                "	This man, with lanthorn, dog, and bush of thorn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Presenteth Moonshine; for, if you will know," & @CRLF & _
                "	By moonshine did these lovers think no scorn" & @CRLF & _
                "	To meet at Ninus' tomb, there, there to woo." & @CRLF & _
                "	This grisly beast, which Lion hight by name," & @CRLF & _
                "	The trusty Thisby, coming first by night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did scare away, or rather did affright;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as she fled, her mantle she did fall," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which Lion vile with bloody mouth did stain." & @CRLF & _
                "	Anon comes Pyramus, sweet youth and tall," & @CRLF & _
                "	And finds his trusty Thisby's mantle slain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereat, with blade, with bloody blameful blade," & @CRLF & _
                "	He bravely broach'd is boiling bloody breast;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Thisby, tarrying in mulberry shade," & @CRLF & _
                "	His dagger drew, and died. For all the rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let Lion, Moonshine, Wall, and lovers twain" & @CRLF & _
                "	At large discourse, while here they do remain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Prologue, Thisbe, Lion, and Moonshine]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	I wonder if the lion be to speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	No wonder, my lord: one lion may, when many asses do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Wall	In this same interlude it doth befall" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I, one Snout by name, present a wall;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And such a wall, as I would have you think," & @CRLF & _
                "	That had in it a crannied hole or chink," & @CRLF & _
                "	Through which the lovers, Pyramus and Thisby," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did whisper often very secretly." & @CRLF & _
                "	This loam, this rough-cast and this stone doth show" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I am that same wall; the truth is so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this the cranny is, right and sinister," & @CRLF & _
                "	Through which the fearful lovers are to whisper." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	Would you desire lime and hair to speak better?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	It is the wittiest partition that ever I heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	discourse, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Pyramus]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	Pyramus draws near the wall: silence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pyramus	O grim-look'd night! O night with hue so black!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O night, which ever art when day is not!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O night, O night! alack, alack, alack," & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear my Thisby's promise is forgot!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou, O wall, O sweet, O lovely wall," & @CRLF & _
                "	That stand'st between her father's ground and mine!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wall, O wall, O sweet and lovely wall," & @CRLF & _
                "	Show me thy chink, to blink through with mine eyne!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Wall holds up his fingers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thanks, courteous wall: Jove shield thee well for this!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But what see I? No Thisby do I see." & @CRLF & _
                "	O wicked wall, through whom I see no bliss!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cursed be thy stones for thus deceiving me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	The wall, methinks, being sensible, should curse again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pyramus	No, in truth, sir, he should not. 'Deceiving me'" & @CRLF & _
                "	is Thisby's cue: she is to enter now, and I am to" & @CRLF & _
                "	spy her through the wall. You shall see, it will" & @CRLF & _
                "	fall pat as I told you. Yonder she comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Thisbe]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thisbe	O wall, full often hast thou heard my moans," & @CRLF & _
                "	For parting my fair Pyramus and me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My cherry lips have often kiss'd thy stones," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy stones with lime and hair knit up in thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pyramus	I see a voice: now will I to the chink," & @CRLF & _
                "	To spy an I can hear my Thisby's face. Thisby!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thisbe	My love thou art, my love I think." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pyramus	Think what thou wilt, I am thy lover's grace;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, like Limander, am I trusty still." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thisbe	And I like Helen, till the Fates me kill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pyramus	Not Shafalus to Procrus was so true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thisbe	As Shafalus to Procrus, I to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pyramus	O kiss me through the hole of this vile wall!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thisbe	I kiss the wall's hole, not your lips at all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pyramus	Wilt thou at Ninny's tomb meet me straightway?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thisbe	'Tide life, 'tide death, I come without delay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Pyramus and Thisbe]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Wall	Thus have I, Wall, my part discharged so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, being done, thus Wall away doth go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	Now is the mural down between the two neighbours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	No remedy, my lord, when walls are so wilful to hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	without warning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HIPPOLYTA	This is the silliest stuff that ever I heard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	The best in this kind are but shadows; and the worst" & @CRLF & _
                "	are no worse, if imagination amend them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HIPPOLYTA	It must be your imagination then, and not theirs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	If we imagine no worse of them than they of" & @CRLF & _
                "	themselves, they may pass for excellent men. Here" & @CRLF & _
                "	come two noble beasts in, a man and a lion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Lion and Moonshine]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lion	You, ladies, you, whose gentle hearts do fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	The smallest monstrous mouse that creeps on floor," & @CRLF & _
                "	May now perchance both quake and tremble here," & @CRLF & _
                "	When lion rough in wildest rage doth roar." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then know that I, one Snug the joiner, am" & @CRLF & _
                "	A lion-fell, nor else no lion's dam;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, if I should as lion come in strife" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into this place, 'twere pity on my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	A very gentle beast, of a good conscience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	The very best at a beast, my lord, that e'er I saw." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	This lion is a very fox for his valour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	True; and a goose for his discretion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Not so, my lord; for his valour cannot carry his" & @CRLF & _
                "	discretion; and the fox carries the goose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	His discretion, I am sure, cannot carry his valour;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for the goose carries not the fox. It is well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	leave it to his discretion, and let us listen to the moon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Moonshine	This lanthorn doth the horned moon present;--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	He should have worn the horns on his head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	He is no crescent, and his horns are" & @CRLF & _
                "	invisible within the circumference." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Moonshine	This lanthorn doth the horned moon present;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself the man i' the moon do seem to be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	This is the greatest error of all the rest: the man" & @CRLF & _
                "	should be put into the lanthorn. How is it else the" & @CRLF & _
                "	man i' the moon?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	He dares not come there for the candle; for, you" & @CRLF & _
                "	see, it is already in snuff." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HIPPOLYTA	I am aweary of this moon: would he would change!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	It appears, by his small light of discretion, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	he is in the wane; but yet, in courtesy, in all" & @CRLF & _
                "	reason, we must stay the time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Proceed, Moon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Moonshine	All that I have to say, is, to tell you that the" & @CRLF & _
                "	lanthorn is the moon; I, the man in the moon; this" & @CRLF & _
                "	thorn-bush, my thorn-bush; and this dog, my dog." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Why, all these should be in the lanthorn; for all" & @CRLF & _
                "	these are in the moon. But, silence! here comes Thisbe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Thisbe]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thisbe	This is old Ninny's tomb. Where is my love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lion	[Roaring]  Oh--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Thisbe runs off]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Well roared, Lion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	Well run, Thisbe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HIPPOLYTA	Well shone, Moon. Truly, the moon shines with a" & @CRLF & _
                "	good grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Lion shakes Thisbe's mantle, and exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	Well moused, Lion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	And so the lion vanished." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	And then came Pyramus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Pyramus]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pyramus	Sweet Moon, I thank thee for thy sunny beams;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I thank thee, Moon, for shining now so bright;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, by thy gracious, golden, glittering gleams," & @CRLF & _
                "	I trust to take of truest Thisby sight." & @CRLF & _
                "	But stay, O spite!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But mark, poor knight," & @CRLF & _
                "	What dreadful dole is here!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Eyes, do you see?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How can it be?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O dainty duck! O dear!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy mantle good," & @CRLF & _
                "	What, stain'd with blood!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Approach, ye Furies fell!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O Fates, come, come," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cut thread and thrum;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Quail, crush, conclude, and quell!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	This passion, and the death of a dear friend, would" & @CRLF & _
                "	go near to make a man look sad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HIPPOLYTA	Beshrew my heart, but I pity the man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pyramus	O wherefore, Nature, didst thou lions frame?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since lion vile hath here deflower'd my dear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is--no, no--which was the fairest dame" & @CRLF & _
                "	That lived, that loved, that liked, that look'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	with cheer." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, tears, confound;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out, sword, and wound" & @CRLF & _
                "	The pap of Pyramus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, that left pap," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where heart doth hop:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Stabs himself]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus die I, thus, thus, thus." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now am I dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now am I fled;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My soul is in the sky:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tongue, lose thy light;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Moon take thy flight:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Moonshine]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now die, die, die, die, die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	No die, but an ace, for him; for he is but one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	Less than an ace, man; for he is dead; he is nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	With the help of a surgeon he might yet recover, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	prove an ass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HIPPOLYTA	How chance Moonshine is gone before Thisbe comes" & @CRLF & _
                "	back and finds her lover?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	She will find him by starlight. Here she comes; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	her passion ends the play." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Thisbe]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HIPPOLYTA	Methinks she should not use a long one for such a" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pyramus: I hope she will be brief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	A mote will turn the balance, which Pyramus, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thisbe, is the better; he for a man, God warrant us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	she for a woman, God bless us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSANDER	She hath spied him already with those sweet eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	And thus she means, videlicet:--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thisbe	          Asleep, my love?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, dead, my dove?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O Pyramus, arise!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak, speak. Quite dumb?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dead, dead? A tomb" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must cover thy sweet eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "	These My lips," & @CRLF & _
                "	This cherry nose," & @CRLF & _
                "	These yellow cowslip cheeks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are gone, are gone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lovers, make moan:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His eyes were green as leeks." & @CRLF & _
                "	O Sisters Three," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, come to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	With hands as pale as milk;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lay them in gore," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since you have shore" & @CRLF & _
                "	With shears his thread of silk." & @CRLF & _
                "	Tongue, not a word:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, trusty sword;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, blade, my breast imbrue:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Stabs herself]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, farewell, friends;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus Thisby ends:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Adieu, adieu, adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	Moonshine and Lion are left to bury the dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Ay, and Wall too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTTOM	[Starting up]  No assure you; the wall is down that" & @CRLF & _
                "	parted their fathers. Will it please you to see the" & @CRLF & _
                "	epilogue, or to hear a Bergomask dance between two" & @CRLF & _
                "	of our company?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THESEUS	No epilogue, I pray you; for your play needs no" & @CRLF & _
                "	excuse. Never excuse; for when the players are all" & @CRLF & _
                "	dead, there needs none to be blamed. Marry, if he" & @CRLF & _
                "	that writ it had played Pyramus and hanged himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	in Thisbe's garter, it would have been a fine" & @CRLF & _
                "	tragedy: and so it is, truly; and very notably" & @CRLF & _
                "	discharged. But come, your Bergomask: let your" & @CRLF & _
                "	epilogue alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A dance]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lovers, to bed; 'tis almost fairy time." & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear we shall out-sleep the coming morn" & @CRLF & _
                "	As much as we this night have overwatch'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	This palpable-gross play hath well beguiled" & @CRLF & _
                "	The heavy gait of night. Sweet friends, to bed." & @CRLF & _
                "	A fortnight hold we this solemnity," & @CRLF & _
                "	In nightly revels and new jollity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PUCK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	     Now the hungry lion roars," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the wolf behowls the moon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst the heavy ploughman snores," & @CRLF & _
                "	All with weary task fordone." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now the wasted brands do glow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud," & @CRLF & _
                "	Puts the wretch that lies in woe" & @CRLF & _
                "	In remembrance of a shroud." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now it is the time of night" & @CRLF & _
                "	That the graves all gaping wide," & @CRLF & _
                "	Every one lets forth his sprite," & @CRLF & _
                "	In the church-way paths to glide:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And we fairies, that do run" & @CRLF & _
                "	By the triple Hecate's team," & @CRLF & _
                "	From the presence of the sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	Following darkness like a dream," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now are frolic: not a mouse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall disturb this hallow'd house:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am sent with broom before," & @CRLF & _
                "	To sweep the dust behind the door." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OBERON and TITANIA with their train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	     Through the house give gathering light," & @CRLF & _
                "	By the dead and drowsy fire:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Every elf and fairy sprite" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hop as light as bird from brier;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this ditty, after me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sing, and dance it trippingly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITANIA	First, rehearse your song by rote" & @CRLF & _
                "	To each word a warbling note:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hand in hand, with fairy grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will we sing, and bless this place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Song and dance]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OBERON	Now, until the break of day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Through this house each fairy stray." & @CRLF & _
                "	To the best bride-bed will we," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which by us shall blessed be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the issue there create" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ever shall be fortunate." & @CRLF & _
                "	So shall all the couples three" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ever true in loving be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the blots of Nature's hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall not in their issue stand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never mole, hare lip, nor scar," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor mark prodigious, such as are" & @CRLF & _
                "	Despised in nativity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall upon their children be." & @CRLF & _
                "	With this field-dew consecrate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Every fairy take his gait;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And each several chamber bless," & @CRLF & _
                "	Through this palace, with sweet peace;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the owner of it blest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ever shall in safety rest." & @CRLF & _
                "	Trip away; make no stay;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Meet me all by break of day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt OBERON, TITANIA, and train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUCK	If we shadows have offended," & @CRLF & _
                "	Think but this, and all is mended," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you have but slumber'd here" & @CRLF & _
                "	While these visions did appear." & @CRLF & _
                "	And this weak and idle theme," & @CRLF & _
                "	No more yielding but a dream," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gentles, do not reprehend:" & @CRLF & _
                "	if you pardon, we will mend:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as I am an honest Puck," & @CRLF & _
                "	If we have unearned luck" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now to 'scape the serpent's tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	We will make amends ere long;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Else the Puck a liar call;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So, good night unto you all." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me your hands, if we be friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Robin shall restore amends." & @CRLF & _
                "	MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	prince of Arragon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	his bastard brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	a young lord of Florence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	a young lord of Padua." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	governor of Messina." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	his brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	attendant on Don Pedro." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONRADE	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  followers of Don John." & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR FRANCIS:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	a constable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERGES	a headborough." & @CRLF & _
                "	A Sexton." & @CRLF & _
                "	A Boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	daughter to Leonato." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	niece to Leonato." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  gentlewomen attending on Hero." & @CRLF & _
                "URSULA	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Messengers, Watch, Attendants, &c. (Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Watchman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Watchman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Watchman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Messina." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Before LEONATO'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LEONATO, HERO, and BEATRICE, with a" & @CRLF & _
                "	Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	I learn in this letter that Don Peter of Arragon" & @CRLF & _
                "	comes this night to Messina." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	He is very near by this: he was not three leagues off" & @CRLF & _
                "	when I left him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	How many gentlemen have you lost in this action?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	But few of any sort, and none of name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	A victory is twice itself when the achiever brings" & @CRLF & _
                "	home full numbers. I find here that Don Peter hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	bestowed much honour on a young Florentine called Claudio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Much deserved on his part and equally remembered by" & @CRLF & _
                "	Don Pedro: he hath borne himself beyond the" & @CRLF & _
                "	promise of his age, doing, in the figure of a lamb," & @CRLF & _
                "	the feats of a lion: he hath indeed better" & @CRLF & _
                "	bettered expectation than you must expect of me to" & @CRLF & _
                "	tell you how." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	He hath an uncle here in Messina will be very much" & @CRLF & _
                "	glad of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	I have already delivered him letters, and there" & @CRLF & _
                "	appears much joy in him; even so much that joy could" & @CRLF & _
                "	not show itself modest enough without a badge of" & @CRLF & _
                "	bitterness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Did he break out into tears?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	In great measure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	A kind overflow of kindness: there are no faces" & @CRLF & _
                "	truer than those that are so washed. How much" & @CRLF & _
                "	better is it to weep at joy than to joy at weeping!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	I pray you, is Signior Mountanto returned from the" & @CRLF & _
                "	wars or no?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	I know none of that name, lady: there was none such" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the army of any sort." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	What is he that you ask for, niece?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	My cousin means Signior Benedick of Padua." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	O, he's returned; and as pleasant as ever he was." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	He set up his bills here in Messina and challenged" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cupid at the flight; and my uncle's fool, reading" & @CRLF & _
                "	the challenge, subscribed for Cupid, and challenged" & @CRLF & _
                "	him at the bird-bolt. I pray you, how many hath he" & @CRLF & _
                "	killed and eaten in these wars? But how many hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	he killed? for indeed I promised to eat all of his killing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Faith, niece, you tax Signior Benedick too much;" & @CRLF & _
                "	but he'll be meet with you, I doubt it not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	He hath done good service, lady, in these wars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	You had musty victual, and he hath holp to eat it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	he is a very valiant trencherman; he hath an" & @CRLF & _
                "	excellent stomach." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	And a good soldier too, lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	And a good soldier to a lady: but what is he to a lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	A lord to a lord, a man to a man; stuffed with all" & @CRLF & _
                "	honourable virtues." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	It is so, indeed; he is no less than a stuffed man:" & @CRLF & _
                "	but for the stuffing,--well, we are all mortal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	You must not, sir, mistake my niece. There is a" & @CRLF & _
                "	kind of merry war betwixt Signior Benedick and her:" & @CRLF & _
                "	they never meet but there's a skirmish of wit" & @CRLF & _
                "	between them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Alas! he gets nothing by that. In our last" & @CRLF & _
                "	conflict four of his five wits went halting off, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	now is the whole man governed with one: so that if" & @CRLF & _
                "	he have wit enough to keep himself warm, let him" & @CRLF & _
                "	bear it for a difference between himself and his" & @CRLF & _
                "	horse; for it is all the wealth that he hath left," & @CRLF & _
                "	to be known a reasonable creature. Who is his" & @CRLF & _
                "	companion now? He hath every month a new sworn brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Is't possible?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Very easily possible: he wears his faith but as" & @CRLF & _
                "	the fashion of his hat; it ever changes with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	next block." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	I see, lady, the gentleman is not in your books." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	No; an he were, I would burn my study. But, I pray" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, who is his companion? Is there no young" & @CRLF & _
                "	squarer now that will make a voyage with him to the devil?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	He is most in the company of the right noble Claudio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	O Lord, he will hang upon him like a disease: he" & @CRLF & _
                "	is sooner caught than the pestilence, and the taker" & @CRLF & _
                "	runs presently mad. God help the noble Claudio! if" & @CRLF & _
                "	he have caught the Benedick, it will cost him a" & @CRLF & _
                "	thousand pound ere a' be cured." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	I will hold friends with you, lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Do, good friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	You will never run mad, niece." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	No, not till a hot January." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Don Pedro is approached." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DON PEDRO, DON JOHN, CLAUDIO, BENEDICK," & @CRLF & _
                "	and BALTHASAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Good Signior Leonato, you are come to meet your" & @CRLF & _
                "	trouble: the fashion of the world is to avoid" & @CRLF & _
                "	cost, and you encounter it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of" & @CRLF & _
                "	your grace: for trouble being gone, comfort should" & @CRLF & _
                "	remain; but when you depart from me, sorrow abides" & @CRLF & _
                "	and happiness takes his leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this" & @CRLF & _
                "	is your daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Her mother hath many times told me so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Were you in doubt, sir, that you asked her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	You have it full, Benedick: we may guess by this" & @CRLF & _
                "	what you are, being a man. Truly, the lady fathers" & @CRLF & _
                "	herself. Be happy, lady; for you are like an" & @CRLF & _
                "	honourable father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	If Signior Leonato be her father, she would not" & @CRLF & _
                "	have his head on her shoulders for all Messina, as" & @CRLF & _
                "	like him as she is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	I wonder that you will still be talking, Signior" & @CRLF & _
                "	Benedick: nobody marks you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	What, my dear Lady Disdain! are you yet living?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Is it possible disdain should die while she hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	such meet food to feed it as Signior Benedick?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Courtesy itself must convert to disdain, if you come" & @CRLF & _
                "	in her presence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Then is courtesy a turncoat. But it is certain I" & @CRLF & _
                "	am loved of all ladies, only you excepted: and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	would I could find in my heart that I had not a hard" & @CRLF & _
                "	heart; for, truly, I love none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	A dear happiness to women: they would else have" & @CRLF & _
                "	been troubled with a pernicious suitor. I thank God" & @CRLF & _
                "	and my cold blood, I am of your humour for that: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	had rather hear my dog bark at a crow than a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	swear he loves me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	God keep your ladyship still in that mind! so some" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentleman or other shall 'scape a predestinate" & @CRLF & _
                "	scratched face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Scratching could not make it worse, an 'twere such" & @CRLF & _
                "	a face as yours were." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Well, you are a rare parrot-teacher." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	A bird of my tongue is better than a beast of yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	I would my horse had the speed of your tongue, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	so good a continuer. But keep your way, i' God's" & @CRLF & _
                "	name; I have done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	You always end with a jade's trick: I know you of old." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	That is the sum of all, Leonato. Signior Claudio" & @CRLF & _
                "	and Signior Benedick, my dear friend Leonato hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	invited you all. I tell him we shall stay here at" & @CRLF & _
                "	the least a month; and he heartily prays some" & @CRLF & _
                "	occasion may detain us longer. I dare swear he is no" & @CRLF & _
                "	hypocrite, but prays from his heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	If you swear, my lord, you shall not be forsworn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To DON JOHN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me bid you welcome, my lord: being reconciled to" & @CRLF & _
                "	the prince your brother, I owe you all duty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	I thank you: I am not of many words, but I thank" & @CRLF & _
                "	you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Please it your grace lead on?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Your hand, Leonato; we will go together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all except BENEDICK and CLAUDIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Benedick, didst thou note the daughter of Signior Leonato?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	I noted her not; but I looked on her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Is she not a modest young lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Do you question me, as an honest man should do, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	my simple true judgment; or would you have me speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	after my custom, as being a professed tyrant to their sex?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	No; I pray thee speak in sober judgment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Why, i' faith, methinks she's too low for a high" & @CRLF & _
                "	praise, too brown for a fair praise and too little" & @CRLF & _
                "	for a great praise: only this commendation I can" & @CRLF & _
                "	afford her, that were she other than she is, she" & @CRLF & _
                "	were unhandsome; and being no other but as she is, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	do not like her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Thou thinkest I am in sport: I pray thee tell me" & @CRLF & _
                "	truly how thou likest her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Would you buy her, that you inquire after her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Can the world buy such a jewel?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Yea, and a case to put it into. But speak you this" & @CRLF & _
                "	with a sad brow? or do you play the flouting Jack," & @CRLF & _
                "	to tell us Cupid is a good hare-finder and Vulcan a" & @CRLF & _
                "	rare carpenter? Come, in what key shall a man take" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, to go in the song?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	In mine eye she is the sweetest lady that ever I" & @CRLF & _
                "	looked on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	I can see yet without spectacles and I see no such" & @CRLF & _
                "	matter: there's her cousin, an she were not" & @CRLF & _
                "	possessed with a fury, exceeds her as much in beauty" & @CRLF & _
                "	as the first of May doth the last of December. But I" & @CRLF & _
                "	hope you have no intent to turn husband, have you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	I would scarce trust myself, though I had sworn the" & @CRLF & _
                "	contrary, if Hero would be my wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Is't come to this? In faith, hath not the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	one man but he will wear his cap with suspicion?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I never see a bachelor of three-score again?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go to, i' faith; an thou wilt needs thrust thy neck" & @CRLF & _
                "	into a yoke, wear the print of it and sigh away" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sundays. Look Don Pedro is returned to seek you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter DON PEDRO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	What secret hath held you here, that you followed" & @CRLF & _
                "	not to Leonato's?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	I would your grace would constrain me to tell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	I charge thee on thy allegiance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	You hear, Count Claudio: I can be secret as a dumb" & @CRLF & _
                "	man; I would have you think so; but, on my" & @CRLF & _
                "	allegiance, mark you this, on my allegiance. He is" & @CRLF & _
                "	in love. With who? now that is your grace's part." & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark how short his answer is;--With Hero, Leonato's" & @CRLF & _
                "	short daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	If this were so, so were it uttered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Like the old tale, my lord: 'it is not so, nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	'twas not so, but, indeed, God forbid it should be" & @CRLF & _
                "	so.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	If my passion change not shortly, God forbid it" & @CRLF & _
                "	should be otherwise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Amen, if you love her; for the lady is very well worthy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	You speak this to fetch me in, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	By my troth, I speak my thought." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	And, in faith, my lord, I spoke mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	And, by my two faiths and troths, my lord, I spoke mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	That I love her, I feel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	That she is worthy, I know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	That I neither feel how she should be loved nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	know how she should be worthy, is the opinion that" & @CRLF & _
                "	fire cannot melt out of me: I will die in it at the stake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Thou wast ever an obstinate heretic in the despite" & @CRLF & _
                "	of beauty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	And never could maintain his part but in the force" & @CRLF & _
                "	of his will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	That a woman conceived me, I thank her; that she" & @CRLF & _
                "	brought me up, I likewise give her most humble" & @CRLF & _
                "	thanks: but that I will have a recheat winded in my" & @CRLF & _
                "	forehead, or hang my bugle in an invisible baldrick," & @CRLF & _
                "	all women shall pardon me. Because I will not do" & @CRLF & _
                "	them the wrong to mistrust any, I will do myself the" & @CRLF & _
                "	right to trust none; and the fine is, for the which" & @CRLF & _
                "	I may go the finer, I will live a bachelor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	I shall see thee, ere I die, look pale with love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	With anger, with sickness, or with hunger, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	not with love: prove that ever I lose more blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	with love than I will get again with drinking, pick" & @CRLF & _
                "	out mine eyes with a ballad-maker's pen and hang me" & @CRLF & _
                "	up at the door of a brothel-house for the sign of" & @CRLF & _
                "	blind Cupid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Well, if ever thou dost fall from this faith, thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	wilt prove a notable argument." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	If I do, hang me in a bottle like a cat and shoot" & @CRLF & _
                "	at me; and he that hits me, let him be clapped on" & @CRLF & _
                "	the shoulder, and called Adam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Well, as time shall try: 'In time the savage bull" & @CRLF & _
                "	doth bear the yoke.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	The savage bull may; but if ever the sensible" & @CRLF & _
                "	Benedick bear it, pluck off the bull's horns and set" & @CRLF & _
                "	them in my forehead: and let me be vilely painted," & @CRLF & _
                "	and in such great letters as they write 'Here is" & @CRLF & _
                "	good horse to hire,' let them signify under my sign" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Here you may see Benedick the married man.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	If this should ever happen, thou wouldst be horn-mad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Nay, if Cupid have not spent all his quiver in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Venice, thou wilt quake for this shortly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	I look for an earthquake too, then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Well, you temporize with the hours. In the" & @CRLF & _
                "	meantime, good Signior Benedick, repair to" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leonato's: commend me to him and tell him I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	not fail him at supper; for indeed he hath made" & @CRLF & _
                "	great preparation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	I have almost matter enough in me for such an" & @CRLF & _
                "	embassage; and so I commit you--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	To the tuition of God: From my house, if I had it,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	The sixth of July: Your loving friend, Benedick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Nay, mock not, mock not. The body of your" & @CRLF & _
                "	discourse is sometime guarded with fragments, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	the guards are but slightly basted on neither: ere" & @CRLF & _
                "	you flout old ends any further, examine your" & @CRLF & _
                "	conscience: and so I leave you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	My liege, your highness now may do me good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	My love is thine to teach: teach it but how," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou shalt see how apt it is to learn" & @CRLF & _
                "	Any hard lesson that may do thee good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Hath Leonato any son, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	No child but Hero; she's his only heir." & @CRLF & _
                "	Dost thou affect her, Claudio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	O, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	When you went onward on this ended action," & @CRLF & _
                "	I look'd upon her with a soldier's eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	That liked, but had a rougher task in hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than to drive liking to the name of love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But now I am return'd and that war-thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have left their places vacant, in their rooms" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come thronging soft and delicate desires," & @CRLF & _
                "	All prompting me how fair young Hero is," & @CRLF & _
                "	Saying, I liked her ere I went to wars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Thou wilt be like a lover presently" & @CRLF & _
                "	And tire the hearer with a book of words." & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou dost love fair Hero, cherish it," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will break with her and with her father," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou shalt have her. Was't not to this end" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou began'st to twist so fine a story?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	How sweetly you do minister to love," & @CRLF & _
                "	That know love's grief by his complexion!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But lest my liking might too sudden seem," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would have salved it with a longer treatise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	What need the bridge much broader than the flood?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fairest grant is the necessity." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, what will serve is fit: 'tis once, thou lovest," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will fit thee with the remedy." & @CRLF & _
                "	I know we shall have revelling to-night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will assume thy part in some disguise" & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell fair Hero I am Claudio," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in her bosom I'll unclasp my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	And take her hearing prisoner with the force" & @CRLF & _
                "	And strong encounter of my amorous tale:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then after to her father will I break;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the conclusion is, she shall be thine." & @CRLF & _
                "	In practise let us put it presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A room in LEONATO's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LEONATO and ANTONIO, meeting]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	How now, brother! Where is my cousin, your son?" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath he provided this music?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	He is very busy about it. But, brother, I can tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	you strange news that you yet dreamt not of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Are they good?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	As the event stamps them: but they have a good" & @CRLF & _
                "	cover; they show well outward. The prince and Count" & @CRLF & _
                "	Claudio, walking in a thick-pleached alley in mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	orchard, were thus much overheard by a man of mine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	the prince discovered to Claudio that he loved my" & @CRLF & _
                "	niece your daughter and meant to acknowledge it" & @CRLF & _
                "	this night in a dance: and if he found her" & @CRLF & _
                "	accordant, he meant to take the present time by the" & @CRLF & _
                "	top and instantly break with you of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Hath the fellow any wit that told you this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	A good sharp fellow: I will send for him; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	question him yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	No, no; we will hold it as a dream till it appear" & @CRLF & _
                "	itself: but I will acquaint my daughter withal," & @CRLF & _
                "	that she may be the better prepared for an answer," & @CRLF & _
                "	if peradventure this be true. Go you and tell her of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cousins, you know what you have to do. O, I cry you" & @CRLF & _
                "	mercy, friend; go you with me, and I will use your" & @CRLF & _
                "	skill. Good cousin, have a care this busy time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DON JOHN and CONRADE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONRADE	What the good-year, my lord! why are you thus out" & @CRLF & _
                "	of measure sad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	There is no measure in the occasion that breeds;" & @CRLF & _
                "	therefore the sadness is without limit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONRADE	You should hear reason." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	And when I have heard it, what blessing brings it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONRADE	If not a present remedy, at least a patient" & @CRLF & _
                "	sufferance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	I wonder that thou, being, as thou sayest thou art," & @CRLF & _
                "	born under Saturn, goest about to apply a moral" & @CRLF & _
                "	medicine to a mortifying mischief. I cannot hide" & @CRLF & _
                "	what I am: I must be sad when I have cause and smile" & @CRLF & _
                "	at no man's jests, eat when I have stomach and wait" & @CRLF & _
                "	for no man's leisure, sleep when I am drowsy and" & @CRLF & _
                "	tend on no man's business, laugh when I am merry and" & @CRLF & _
                "	claw no man in his humour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONRADE	Yea, but you must not make the full show of this" & @CRLF & _
                "	till you may do it without controlment. You have of" & @CRLF & _
                "	late stood out against your brother, and he hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	ta'en you newly into his grace; where it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	impossible you should take true root but by the" & @CRLF & _
                "	fair weather that you make yourself: it is needful" & @CRLF & _
                "	that you frame the season for your own harvest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	I had rather be a canker in a hedge than a rose in" & @CRLF & _
                "	his grace, and it better fits my blood to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	disdained of all than to fashion a carriage to rob" & @CRLF & _
                "	love from any: in this, though I cannot be said to" & @CRLF & _
                "	be a flattering honest man, it must not be denied" & @CRLF & _
                "	but I am a plain-dealing villain. I am trusted with" & @CRLF & _
                "	a muzzle and enfranchised with a clog; therefore I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have decreed not to sing in my cage. If I had my" & @CRLF & _
                "	mouth, I would bite; if I had my liberty, I would do" & @CRLF & _
                "	my liking: in the meantime let me be that I am and" & @CRLF & _
                "	seek not to alter me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONRADE	Can you make no use of your discontent?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	I make all use of it, for I use it only." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BORACHIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What news, Borachio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	I came yonder from a great supper: the prince your" & @CRLF & _
                "	brother is royally entertained by Leonato: and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	can give you intelligence of an intended marriage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	Will it serve for any model to build mischief on?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is he for a fool that betroths himself to" & @CRLF & _
                "	unquietness?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Marry, it is your brother's right hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	Who? the most exquisite Claudio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Even he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	A proper squire! And who, and who? which way looks" & @CRLF & _
                "	he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Marry, on Hero, the daughter and heir of Leonato." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	A very forward March-chick! How came you to this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Being entertained for a perfumer, as I was smoking a" & @CRLF & _
                "	musty room, comes me the prince and Claudio, hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	in hand in sad conference: I whipt me behind the" & @CRLF & _
                "	arras; and there heard it agreed upon that the" & @CRLF & _
                "	prince should woo Hero for himself, and having" & @CRLF & _
                "	obtained her, give her to Count Claudio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	Come, come, let us thither: this may prove food to" & @CRLF & _
                "	my displeasure. That young start-up hath all the" & @CRLF & _
                "	glory of my overthrow: if I can cross him any way, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	bless myself every way. You are both sure, and will assist me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONRADE	To the death, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	Let us to the great supper: their cheer is the" & @CRLF & _
                "	greater that I am subdued. Would the cook were of" & @CRLF & _
                "	my mind! Shall we go prove what's to be done?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	We'll wait upon your lordship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A hall in LEONATO'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LEONATO, ANTONIO, HERO, BEATRICE, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Was not Count John here at supper?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	I saw him not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	How tartly that gentleman looks! I never can see" & @CRLF & _
                "	him but I am heart-burned an hour after." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	He is of a very melancholy disposition." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	He were an excellent man that were made just in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	midway between him and Benedick: the one is too" & @CRLF & _
                "	like an image and says nothing, and the other too" & @CRLF & _
                "	like my lady's eldest son, evermore tattling." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Then half Signior Benedick's tongue in Count John's" & @CRLF & _
                "	mouth, and half Count John's melancholy in Signior" & @CRLF & _
                "	Benedick's face,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	With a good leg and a good foot, uncle, and money" & @CRLF & _
                "	enough in his purse, such a man would win any woman" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the world, if a' could get her good-will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	By my troth, niece, thou wilt never get thee a" & @CRLF & _
                "	husband, if thou be so shrewd of thy tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	In faith, she's too curst." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Too curst is more than curst: I shall lessen God's" & @CRLF & _
                "	sending that way; for it is said, 'God sends a curst" & @CRLF & _
                "	cow short horns;' but to a cow too curst he sends none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	So, by being too curst, God will send you no horns." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Just, if he send me no husband; for the which" & @CRLF & _
                "	blessing I am at him upon my knees every morning and" & @CRLF & _
                "	evening. Lord, I could not endure a husband with a" & @CRLF & _
                "	beard on his face: I had rather lie in the woollen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	You may light on a husband that hath no beard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	What should I do with him? dress him in my apparel" & @CRLF & _
                "	and make him my waiting-gentlewoman? He that hath a" & @CRLF & _
                "	beard is more than a youth, and he that hath no" & @CRLF & _
                "	beard is less than a man: and he that is more than" & @CRLF & _
                "	a youth is not for me, and he that is less than a" & @CRLF & _
                "	man, I am not for him: therefore, I will even take" & @CRLF & _
                "	sixpence in earnest of the bear-ward, and lead his" & @CRLF & _
                "	apes into hell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Well, then, go you into hell?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	No, but to the gate; and there will the devil meet" & @CRLF & _
                "	me, like an old cuckold, with horns on his head, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	say 'Get you to heaven, Beatrice, get you to" & @CRLF & _
                "	heaven; here's no place for you maids:' so deliver" & @CRLF & _
                "	I up my apes, and away to Saint Peter for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	heavens; he shows me where the bachelors sit, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	there live we as merry as the day is long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	[To HERO]  Well, niece, I trust you will be ruled" & @CRLF & _
                "	by your father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Yes, faith; it is my cousin's duty to make curtsy" & @CRLF & _
                "	and say 'Father, as it please you.' But yet for all" & @CRLF & _
                "	that, cousin, let him be a handsome fellow, or else" & @CRLF & _
                "	make another curtsy and say 'Father, as it please" & @CRLF & _
                "	me.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Well, niece, I hope to see you one day fitted with a husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Not till God make men of some other metal than" & @CRLF & _
                "	earth. Would it not grieve a woman to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	overmastered with a pierce of valiant dust? to make" & @CRLF & _
                "	an account of her life to a clod of wayward marl?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, uncle, I'll none: Adam's sons are my brethren;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and, truly, I hold it a sin to match in my kindred." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Daughter, remember what I told you: if the prince" & @CRLF & _
                "	do solicit you in that kind, you know your answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	The fault will be in the music, cousin, if you be" & @CRLF & _
                "	not wooed in good time: if the prince be too" & @CRLF & _
                "	important, tell him there is measure in every thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	and so dance out the answer. For, hear me, Hero:" & @CRLF & _
                "	wooing, wedding, and repenting, is as a Scotch jig," & @CRLF & _
                "	a measure, and a cinque pace: the first suit is hot" & @CRLF & _
                "	and hasty, like a Scotch jig, and full as" & @CRLF & _
                "	fantastical; the wedding, mannerly-modest, as a" & @CRLF & _
                "	measure, full of state and ancientry; and then comes" & @CRLF & _
                "	repentance and, with his bad legs, falls into the" & @CRLF & _
                "	cinque pace faster and faster, till he sink into his grave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Cousin, you apprehend passing shrewdly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	I have a good eye, uncle; I can see a church by daylight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	The revellers are entering, brother: make good room." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[All put on their masks]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DON PEDRO, CLAUDIO, BENEDICK, BALTHASAR," & @CRLF & _
                "	DON JOHN, BORACHIO, MARGARET, URSULA and others, masked]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Lady, will you walk about with your friend?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	So you walk softly and look sweetly and say nothing," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am yours for the walk; and especially when I walk away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	With me in your company?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	I may say so, when I please." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	And when please you to say so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	When I like your favour; for God defend the lute" & @CRLF & _
                "	should be like the case!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	My visor is Philemon's roof; within the house is Jove." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	Why, then, your visor should be thatched." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Speak low, if you speak love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drawing her aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	Well, I would you did like me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	So would not I, for your own sake; for I have many" & @CRLF & _
                "	ill-qualities." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	Which is one?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	I say my prayers aloud." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	I love you the better: the hearers may cry, Amen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	God match me with a good dancer!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	Amen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	And God keep him out of my sight when the dance is" & @CRLF & _
                "	done! Answer, clerk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	No more words: the clerk is answered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "URSULA	I know you well enough; you are Signior Antonio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	At a word, I am not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "URSULA	I know you by the waggling of your head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	To tell you true, I counterfeit him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "URSULA	You could never do him so ill-well, unless you were" & @CRLF & _
                "	the very man. Here's his dry hand up and down: you" & @CRLF & _
                "	are he, you are he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	At a word, I am not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "URSULA	Come, come, do you think I do not know you by your" & @CRLF & _
                "	excellent wit? can virtue hide itself? Go to," & @CRLF & _
                "	mum, you are he: graces will appear, and there's an" & @CRLF & _
                "	end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Will you not tell me who told you so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	No, you shall pardon me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Nor will you not tell me who you are?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Not now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	That I was disdainful, and that I had my good wit" & @CRLF & _
                "	out of the 'Hundred Merry Tales:'--well this was" & @CRLF & _
                "	Signior Benedick that said so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	What's he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	I am sure you know him well enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Not I, believe me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Did he never make you laugh?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	I pray you, what is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Why, he is the prince's jester: a very dull fool;" & @CRLF & _
                "	only his gift is in devising impossible slanders:" & @CRLF & _
                "	none but libertines delight in him; and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	commendation is not in his wit, but in his villany;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for he both pleases men and angers them, and then" & @CRLF & _
                "	they laugh at him and beat him. I am sure he is in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the fleet: I would he had boarded me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	When I know the gentleman, I'll tell him what you say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Do, do: he'll but break a comparison or two on me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	which, peradventure not marked or not laughed at," & @CRLF & _
                "	strikes him into melancholy; and then there's a" & @CRLF & _
                "	partridge wing saved, for the fool will eat no" & @CRLF & _
                "	supper that night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	We must follow the leaders." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	In every good thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Nay, if they lead to any ill, I will leave them at" & @CRLF & _
                "	the next turning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dance. Then exeunt all except DON JOHN, BORACHIO," & @CRLF & _
                "	and CLAUDIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	Sure my brother is amorous on Hero and hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	withdrawn her father to break with him about it." & @CRLF & _
                "	The ladies follow her and but one visor remains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	And that is Claudio: I know him by his bearing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	Are not you Signior Benedick?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	You know me well; I am he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	Signior, you are very near my brother in his love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	he is enamoured on Hero; I pray you, dissuade him" & @CRLF & _
                "	from her: she is no equal for his birth: you may" & @CRLF & _
                "	do the part of an honest man in it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	How know you he loves her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	I heard him swear his affection." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	So did I too; and he swore he would marry her to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	Come, let us to the banquet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt DON JOHN and BORACHIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Thus answer I in the name of Benedick," & @CRLF & _
                "	But hear these ill news with the ears of Claudio." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis certain so; the prince wooes for himself." & @CRLF & _
                "	Friendship is constant in all other things" & @CRLF & _
                "	Save in the office and affairs of love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, all hearts in love use their own tongues;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let every eye negotiate for itself" & @CRLF & _
                "	And trust no agent; for beauty is a witch" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against whose charms faith melteth into blood." & @CRLF & _
                "	This is an accident of hourly proof," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I mistrusted not. Farewell, therefore, Hero!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BENEDICK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Count Claudio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Yea, the same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Come, will you go with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Whither?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Even to the next willow, about your own business," & @CRLF & _
                "	county. What fashion will you wear the garland of?" & @CRLF & _
                "	about your neck, like an usurer's chain? or under" & @CRLF & _
                "	your arm, like a lieutenant's scarf? You must wear" & @CRLF & _
                "	it one way, for the prince hath got your Hero." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	I wish him joy of her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Why, that's spoken like an honest drovier: so they" & @CRLF & _
                "	sell bullocks. But did you think the prince would" & @CRLF & _
                "	have served you thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	I pray you, leave me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Ho! now you strike like the blind man: 'twas the" & @CRLF & _
                "	boy that stole your meat, and you'll beat the post." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	If it will not be, I'll leave you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Alas, poor hurt fowl! now will he creep into sedges." & @CRLF & _
                "	But that my Lady Beatrice should know me, and not" & @CRLF & _
                "	know me! The prince's fool! Ha? It may be I go" & @CRLF & _
                "	under that title because I am merry. Yea, but so I" & @CRLF & _
                "	am apt to do myself wrong; I am not so reputed: it" & @CRLF & _
                "	is the base, though bitter, disposition of Beatrice" & @CRLF & _
                "	that puts the world into her person and so gives me" & @CRLF & _
                "	out. Well, I'll be revenged as I may." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter DON PEDRO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Now, signior, where's the count? did you see him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Troth, my lord, I have played the part of Lady Fame." & @CRLF & _
                "	I found him here as melancholy as a lodge in a" & @CRLF & _
                "	warren: I told him, and I think I told him true," & @CRLF & _
                "	that your grace had got the good will of this young" & @CRLF & _
                "	lady; and I offered him my company to a willow-tree," & @CRLF & _
                "	either to make him a garland, as being forsaken, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	to bind him up a rod, as being worthy to be whipped." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	To be whipped! What's his fault?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	The flat transgression of a schoolboy, who, being" & @CRLF & _
                "	overjoyed with finding a birds' nest, shows it his" & @CRLF & _
                "	companion, and he steals it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Wilt thou make a trust a transgression? The" & @CRLF & _
                "	transgression is in the stealer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Yet it had not been amiss the rod had been made," & @CRLF & _
                "	and the garland too; for the garland he might have" & @CRLF & _
                "	worn himself, and the rod he might have bestowed on" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, who, as I take it, have stolen his birds' nest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	I will but teach them to sing, and restore them to" & @CRLF & _
                "	the owner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	If their singing answer your saying, by my faith," & @CRLF & _
                "	you say honestly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	The Lady Beatrice hath a quarrel to you: the" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentleman that danced with her told her she is much" & @CRLF & _
                "	wronged by you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	O, she misused me past the endurance of a block!" & @CRLF & _
                "	an oak but with one green leaf on it would have" & @CRLF & _
                "	answered her; my very visor began to assume life and" & @CRLF & _
                "	scold with her. She told me, not thinking I had been" & @CRLF & _
                "	myself, that I was the prince's jester, that I was" & @CRLF & _
                "	duller than a great thaw; huddling jest upon jest" & @CRLF & _
                "	with such impossible conveyance upon me that I stood" & @CRLF & _
                "	like a man at a mark, with a whole army shooting at" & @CRLF & _
                "	me. She speaks poniards, and every word stabs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	if her breath were as terrible as her terminations," & @CRLF & _
                "	there were no living near her; she would infect to" & @CRLF & _
                "	the north star. I would not marry her, though she" & @CRLF & _
                "	were endowed with all that Adam bad left him before" & @CRLF & _
                "	he transgressed: she would have made Hercules have" & @CRLF & _
                "	turned spit, yea, and have cleft his club to make" & @CRLF & _
                "	the fire too. Come, talk not of her: you shall find" & @CRLF & _
                "	her the infernal Ate in good apparel. I would to God" & @CRLF & _
                "	some scholar would conjure her; for certainly, while" & @CRLF & _
                "	she is here, a man may live as quiet in hell as in a" & @CRLF & _
                "	sanctuary; and people sin upon purpose, because they" & @CRLF & _
                "	would go thither; so, indeed, all disquiet, horror" & @CRLF & _
                "	and perturbation follows her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Look, here she comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLAUDIO, BEATRICE, HERO, and LEONATO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Will your grace command me any service to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	world's end? I will go on the slightest errand now" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the Antipodes that you can devise to send me on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will fetch you a tooth-picker now from the" & @CRLF & _
                "	furthest inch of Asia, bring you the length of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prester John's foot, fetch you a hair off the great" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cham's beard, do you any embassage to the Pigmies," & @CRLF & _
                "	rather than hold three words' conference with this" & @CRLF & _
                "	harpy. You have no employment for me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	None, but to desire your good company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	O God, sir, here's a dish I love not: I cannot" & @CRLF & _
                "	endure my Lady Tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Come, lady, come; you have lost the heart of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Signior Benedick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Indeed, my lord, he lent it me awhile; and I gave" & @CRLF & _
                "	him use for it, a double heart for his single one:" & @CRLF & _
                "	marry, once before he won it of me with false dice," & @CRLF & _
                "	therefore your grace may well say I have lost it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	You have put him down, lady, you have put him down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	So I would not he should do me, my lord, lest I" & @CRLF & _
                "	should prove the mother of fools. I have brought" & @CRLF & _
                "	Count Claudio, whom you sent me to seek." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Why, how now, count! wherefore are you sad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Not sad, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	How then? sick?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Neither, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	The count is neither sad, nor sick, nor merry, nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	well; but civil count, civil as an orange, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	something of that jealous complexion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	I' faith, lady, I think your blazon to be true;" & @CRLF & _
                "	though, I'll be sworn, if he be so, his conceit is" & @CRLF & _
                "	false. Here, Claudio, I have wooed in thy name, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	fair Hero is won: I have broke with her father," & @CRLF & _
                "	and his good will obtained: name the day of" & @CRLF & _
                "	marriage, and God give thee joy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Count, take of me my daughter, and with her my" & @CRLF & _
                "	fortunes: his grace hath made the match, and an" & @CRLF & _
                "	grace say Amen to it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Speak, count, 'tis your cue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were" & @CRLF & _
                "	but little happy, if I could say how much. Lady, as" & @CRLF & _
                "	you are mine, I am yours: I give away myself for" & @CRLF & _
                "	you and dote upon the exchange." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Speak, cousin; or, if you cannot, stop his mouth" & @CRLF & _
                "	with a kiss, and let not him speak neither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	In faith, lady, you have a merry heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Yea, my lord; I thank it, poor fool, it keeps on" & @CRLF & _
                "	the windy side of care. My cousin tells him in his" & @CRLF & _
                "	ear that he is in her heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	And so she doth, cousin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Good Lord, for alliance! Thus goes every one to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	world but I, and I am sunburnt; I may sit in a" & @CRLF & _
                "	corner and cry heigh-ho for a husband!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Lady Beatrice, I will get you one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	I would rather have one of your father's getting." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath your grace ne'er a brother like you? Your" & @CRLF & _
                "	father got excellent husbands, if a maid could come by them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Will you have me, lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	No, my lord, unless I might have another for" & @CRLF & _
                "	working-days: your grace is too costly to wear" & @CRLF & _
                "	every day. But, I beseech your grace, pardon me: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	was born to speak all mirth and no matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Your silence most offends me, and to be merry best" & @CRLF & _
                "	becomes you; for, out of question, you were born in" & @CRLF & _
                "	a merry hour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	No, sure, my lord, my mother cried; but then there" & @CRLF & _
                "	was a star danced, and under that was I born." & @CRLF & _
                "	Cousins, God give you joy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Niece, will you look to those things I told you of?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	I cry you mercy, uncle. By your grace's pardon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	By my troth, a pleasant-spirited lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	There's little of the melancholy element in her, my" & @CRLF & _
                "	lord: she is never sad but when she sleeps, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	not ever sad then; for I have heard my daughter say," & @CRLF & _
                "	she hath often dreamed of unhappiness and waked" & @CRLF & _
                "	herself with laughing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	She cannot endure to hear tell of a husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	O, by no means: she mocks all her wooers out of suit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	She were an excellent wife for Benedict." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	O Lord, my lord, if they were but a week married," & @CRLF & _
                "	they would talk themselves mad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	County Claudio, when mean you to go to church?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	To-morrow, my lord: time goes on crutches till love" & @CRLF & _
                "	have all his rites." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Not till Monday, my dear son, which is hence a just" & @CRLF & _
                "	seven-night; and a time too brief, too, to have all" & @CRLF & _
                "	things answer my mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Come, you shake the head at so long a breathing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	but, I warrant thee, Claudio, the time shall not go" & @CRLF & _
                "	dully by us. I will in the interim undertake one of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hercules' labours; which is, to bring Signior" & @CRLF & _
                "	Benedick and the Lady Beatrice into a mountain of" & @CRLF & _
                "	affection the one with the other. I would fain have" & @CRLF & _
                "	it a match, and I doubt not but to fashion it, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	you three will but minister such assistance as I" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall give you direction." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	My lord, I am for you, though it cost me ten" & @CRLF & _
                "	nights' watchings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	And I, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	And you too, gentle Hero?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	I will do any modest office, my lord, to help my" & @CRLF & _
                "	cousin to a good husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	And Benedick is not the unhopefullest husband that" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know. Thus far can I praise him; he is of a noble" & @CRLF & _
                "	strain, of approved valour and confirmed honesty. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will teach you how to humour your cousin, that she" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall fall in love with Benedick; and I, with your" & @CRLF & _
                "	two helps, will so practise on Benedick that, in" & @CRLF & _
                "	despite of his quick wit and his queasy stomach, he" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall fall in love with Beatrice. If we can do this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cupid is no longer an archer: his glory shall be" & @CRLF & _
                "	ours, for we are the only love-gods. Go in with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	and I will tell you my drift." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DON JOHN and BORACHIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	It is so; the Count Claudio shall marry the" & @CRLF & _
                "	daughter of Leonato." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Yea, my lord; but I can cross it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	Any bar, any cross, any impediment will be" & @CRLF & _
                "	medicinable to me: I am sick in displeasure to him," & @CRLF & _
                "	and whatsoever comes athwart his affection ranges" & @CRLF & _
                "	evenly with mine. How canst thou cross this marriage?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Not honestly, my lord; but so covertly that no" & @CRLF & _
                "	dishonesty shall appear in me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	Show me briefly how." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	I think I told your lordship a year since, how much" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am in the favour of Margaret, the waiting" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentlewoman to Hero." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	I remember." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	I can, at any unseasonable instant of the night," & @CRLF & _
                "	appoint her to look out at her lady's chamber window." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	What life is in that, to be the death of this marriage?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	The poison of that lies in you to temper. Go you to" & @CRLF & _
                "	the prince your brother; spare not to tell him that" & @CRLF & _
                "	he hath wronged his honour in marrying the renowned" & @CRLF & _
                "	Claudio--whose estimation do you mightily hold" & @CRLF & _
                "	up--to a contaminated stale, such a one as Hero." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	What proof shall I make of that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Proof enough to misuse the prince, to vex Claudio," & @CRLF & _
                "	to undo Hero and kill Leonato. Look you for any" & @CRLF & _
                "	other issue?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	Only to despite them, I will endeavour any thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Go, then; find me a meet hour to draw Don Pedro and" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Count Claudio alone: tell them that you know" & @CRLF & _
                "	that Hero loves me; intend a kind of zeal both to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	prince and Claudio, as,--in love of your brother's" & @CRLF & _
                "	honour, who hath made this match, and his friend's" & @CRLF & _
                "	reputation, who is thus like to be cozened with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	semblance of a maid,--that you have discovered" & @CRLF & _
                "	thus. They will scarcely believe this without trial:" & @CRLF & _
                "	offer them instances; which shall bear no less" & @CRLF & _
                "	likelihood than to see me at her chamber-window," & @CRLF & _
                "	hear me call Margaret Hero, hear Margaret term me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Claudio; and bring them to see this the very night" & @CRLF & _
                "	before the intended wedding,--for in the meantime I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will so fashion the matter that Hero shall be" & @CRLF & _
                "	absent,--and there shall appear such seeming truth" & @CRLF & _
                "	of Hero's disloyalty that jealousy shall be called" & @CRLF & _
                "	assurance and all the preparation overthrown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	Grow this to what adverse issue it can, I will put" & @CRLF & _
                "	it in practise. Be cunning in the working this, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy fee is a thousand ducats." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Be you constant in the accusation, and my cunning" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall not shame me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	I will presently go learn their day of marriage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	LEONATO'S orchard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BENEDICK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Boy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Boy]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	Signior?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	In my chamber-window lies a book: bring it hither" & @CRLF & _
                "	to me in the orchard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	I am here already, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	I know that; but I would have thee hence, and here again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Boy]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do much wonder that one man, seeing how much" & @CRLF & _
                "	another man is a fool when he dedicates his" & @CRLF & _
                "	behaviors to love, will, after he hath laughed at" & @CRLF & _
                "	such shallow follies in others, become the argument" & @CRLF & _
                "	of his own scorn by failing in love: and such a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	is Claudio. I have known when there was no music" & @CRLF & _
                "	with him but the drum and the fife; and now had he" & @CRLF & _
                "	rather hear the tabour and the pipe: I have known" & @CRLF & _
                "	when he would have walked ten mile a-foot to see a" & @CRLF & _
                "	good armour; and now will he lie ten nights awake," & @CRLF & _
                "	carving the fashion of a new doublet. He was wont to" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak plain and to the purpose, like an honest man" & @CRLF & _
                "	and a soldier; and now is he turned orthography; his" & @CRLF & _
                "	words are a very fantastical banquet, just so many" & @CRLF & _
                "	strange dishes. May I be so converted and see with" & @CRLF & _
                "	these eyes? I cannot tell; I think not: I will not" & @CRLF & _
                "	be sworn, but love may transform me to an oyster; but" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll take my oath on it, till he have made an oyster" & @CRLF & _
                "	of me, he shall never make me such a fool. One woman" & @CRLF & _
                "	is fair, yet I am well; another is wise, yet I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	well; another virtuous, yet I am well; but till all" & @CRLF & _
                "	graces be in one woman, one woman shall not come in" & @CRLF & _
                "	my grace. Rich she shall be, that's certain; wise," & @CRLF & _
                "	or I'll none; virtuous, or I'll never cheapen her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	fair, or I'll   never look on her; mild, or come not" & @CRLF & _
                "	near me; noble, or not I for an angel; of good" & @CRLF & _
                "	discourse, an excellent musician, and her hair shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	be of what colour it please God. Ha! the prince and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Monsieur Love! I will hide me in the arbour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Withdraws]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DON PEDRO, CLAUDIO, and LEONATO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Come, shall we hear this music?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Yea, my good lord. How still the evening is," & @CRLF & _
                "	As hush'd on purpose to grace harmony!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	See you where Benedick hath hid himself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	O, very well, my lord: the music ended," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll fit the kid-fox with a pennyworth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BALTHASAR with Music]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Come, Balthasar, we'll hear that song again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	O, good my lord, tax not so bad a voice" & @CRLF & _
                "	To slander music any more than once." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	It is the witness still of excellency" & @CRLF & _
                "	To put a strange face on his own perfection." & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray thee, sing, and let me woo no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	Because you talk of wooing, I will sing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since many a wooer doth commence his suit" & @CRLF & _
                "	To her he thinks not worthy, yet he wooes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet will he swear he loves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Now, pray thee, come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, if thou wilt hold longer argument," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do it in notes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	                  Note this before my notes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's not a note of mine that's worth the noting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Why, these are very crotchets that he speaks;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Note, notes, forsooth, and nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "	[Air]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Now, divine air! now is his soul ravished! Is it" & @CRLF & _
                "	not strange that sheeps' guts should hale souls out" & @CRLF & _
                "	of men's bodies? Well, a horn for my money, when" & @CRLF & _
                "	all's done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Song]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	     Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more," & @CRLF & _
                "	Men were deceivers ever," & @CRLF & _
                "	One foot in sea and one on shore," & @CRLF & _
                "	To one thing constant never:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then sigh not so, but let them go," & @CRLF & _
                "	And be you blithe and bonny," & @CRLF & _
                "	Converting all your sounds of woe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into Hey nonny, nonny." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sing no more ditties, sing no moe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of dumps so dull and heavy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fraud of men was ever so," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since summer first was leafy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then sigh not so, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	By my troth, a good song." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	And an ill singer, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Ha, no, no, faith; thou singest well enough for a shift." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	An he had been a dog that should have howled thus," & @CRLF & _
                "	they would have hanged him: and I pray God his bad" & @CRLF & _
                "	voice bode no mischief. I had as lief have heard the" & @CRLF & _
                "	night-raven, come what plague could have come after" & @CRLF & _
                "	it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Yea, marry, dost thou hear, Balthasar? I pray thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	get us some excellent music; for to-morrow night we" & @CRLF & _
                "	would have it at the Lady Hero's chamber-window." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	The best I can, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Do so: farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BALTHASAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come hither, Leonato. What was it you told me of" & @CRLF & _
                "	to-day, that your niece Beatrice was in love with" & @CRLF & _
                "	Signior Benedick?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	O, ay: stalk on. stalk on; the fowl sits. I did" & @CRLF & _
                "	never think that lady would have loved any man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	No, nor I neither; but most wonderful that she" & @CRLF & _
                "	should so dote on Signior Benedick, whom she hath in" & @CRLF & _
                "	all outward behaviors seemed ever to abhor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Is't possible? Sits the wind in that corner?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	By my troth, my lord, I cannot tell what to think" & @CRLF & _
                "	of it but that she loves him with an enraged" & @CRLF & _
                "	affection: it is past the infinite of thought." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	May be she doth but counterfeit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Faith, like enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	O God, counterfeit! There was never counterfeit of" & @CRLF & _
                "	passion came so near the life of passion as she" & @CRLF & _
                "	discovers it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Why, what effects of passion shows she?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Bait the hook well; this fish will bite." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	What effects, my lord? She will sit you, you heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	my daughter tell you how." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	She did, indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	How, how, pray you? You amaze me: I would have I" & @CRLF & _
                "	thought her spirit had been invincible against all" & @CRLF & _
                "	assaults of affection." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	I would have sworn it had, my lord; especially" & @CRLF & _
                "	against Benedick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	I should think this a gull, but that the" & @CRLF & _
                "	white-bearded fellow speaks it: knavery cannot," & @CRLF & _
                "	sure, hide himself in such reverence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	He hath ta'en the infection: hold it up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Hath she made her affection known to Benedick?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	No; and swears she never will: that's her torment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	'Tis true, indeed; so your daughter says: 'Shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	I,' says she, 'that have so oft encountered him" & @CRLF & _
                "	with scorn, write to him that I love him?'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	This says she now when she is beginning to write to" & @CRLF & _
                "	him; for she'll be up twenty times a night, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	there will she sit in her smock till she have writ a" & @CRLF & _
                "	sheet of paper: my daughter tells us all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Now you talk of a sheet of paper, I remember a" & @CRLF & _
                "	pretty jest your daughter told us of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	O, when she had writ it and was reading it over, she" & @CRLF & _
                "	found Benedick and Beatrice between the sheet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	That." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	O, she tore the letter into a thousand halfpence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	railed at herself, that she should be so immodest" & @CRLF & _
                "	to write to one that she knew would flout her; 'I" & @CRLF & _
                "	measure him,' says she, 'by my own spirit; for I" & @CRLF & _
                "	should flout him, if he writ to me; yea, though I" & @CRLF & _
                "	love him, I should.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Then down upon her knees she falls, weeps, sobs," & @CRLF & _
                "	beats her heart, tears her hair, prays, curses; 'O" & @CRLF & _
                "	sweet Benedick! God give me patience!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	She doth indeed; my daughter says so: and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	ecstasy hath so much overborne her that my daughter" & @CRLF & _
                "	is sometime afeared she will do a desperate outrage" & @CRLF & _
                "	to herself: it is very true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	It were good that Benedick knew of it by some" & @CRLF & _
                "	other, if she will not discover it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	To what end? He would make but a sport of it and" & @CRLF & _
                "	torment the poor lady worse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	An he should, it were an alms to hang him. She's an" & @CRLF & _
                "	excellent sweet lady; and, out of all suspicion," & @CRLF & _
                "	she is virtuous." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	And she is exceeding wise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	In every thing but in loving Benedick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	O, my lord, wisdom and blood combating in so tender" & @CRLF & _
                "	a body, we have ten proofs to one that blood hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	the victory. I am sorry for her, as I have just" & @CRLF & _
                "	cause, being her uncle and her guardian." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	I would she had bestowed this dotage on me: I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	have daffed all other respects and made her half" & @CRLF & _
                "	myself. I pray you, tell Benedick of it, and hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	what a' will say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Were it good, think you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Hero thinks surely she will die; for she says she" & @CRLF & _
                "	will die, if he love her not, and she will die, ere" & @CRLF & _
                "	she make her love known, and she will die, if he woo" & @CRLF & _
                "	her, rather than she will bate one breath of her" & @CRLF & _
                "	accustomed crossness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	She doth well: if she should make tender of her" & @CRLF & _
                "	love, 'tis very possible he'll scorn it; for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	man, as you know all, hath a contemptible spirit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	He is a very proper man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	He hath indeed a good outward happiness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Before God! and, in my mind, very wise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	He doth indeed show some sparks that are like wit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	And I take him to be valiant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	As Hector, I assure you: and in the managing of" & @CRLF & _
                "	quarrels you may say he is wise; for either he" & @CRLF & _
                "	avoids them with great discretion, or undertakes" & @CRLF & _
                "	them with a most Christian-like fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	If he do fear God, a' must necessarily keep peace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	if he break the peace, he ought to enter into a" & @CRLF & _
                "	quarrel with fear and trembling." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	And so will he do; for the man doth fear God," & @CRLF & _
                "	howsoever it seems not in him by some large jests" & @CRLF & _
                "	he will make. Well I am sorry for your niece. Shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	we go seek Benedick, and tell him of her love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Never tell him, my lord: let her wear it out with" & @CRLF & _
                "	good counsel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Nay, that's impossible: she may wear her heart out first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Well, we will hear further of it by your daughter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	let it cool the while. I love Benedick well; and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	could wish he would modestly examine himself, to see" & @CRLF & _
                "	how much he is unworthy so good a lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	My lord, will you walk? dinner is ready." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	If he do not dote on her upon this, I will never" & @CRLF & _
                "	trust my expectation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Let there be the same net spread for her; and that" & @CRLF & _
                "	must your daughter and her gentlewomen carry. The" & @CRLF & _
                "	sport will be, when they hold one an opinion of" & @CRLF & _
                "	another's dotage, and no such matter: that's the" & @CRLF & _
                "	scene that I would see, which will be merely a" & @CRLF & _
                "	dumb-show. Let us send her to call him in to dinner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt DON PEDRO, CLAUDIO, and LEONATO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	[Coming forward]  This can be no trick: the" & @CRLF & _
                "	conference was sadly borne. They have the truth of" & @CRLF & _
                "	this from Hero. They seem to pity the lady: it" & @CRLF & _
                "	seems her affections have their full bent. Love me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	why, it must be requited. I hear how I am censured:" & @CRLF & _
                "	they say I will bear myself proudly, if I perceive" & @CRLF & _
                "	the love come from her; they say too that she will" & @CRLF & _
                "	rather die than give any sign of affection. I did" & @CRLF & _
                "	never think to marry: I must not seem proud: happy" & @CRLF & _
                "	are they that hear their detractions and can put" & @CRLF & _
                "	them to mending. They say the lady is fair; 'tis a" & @CRLF & _
                "	truth, I can bear them witness; and virtuous; 'tis" & @CRLF & _
                "	so, I cannot reprove it; and wise, but for loving" & @CRLF & _
                "	me; by my troth, it is no addition to her wit, nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	no great argument of her folly, for I will be" & @CRLF & _
                "	horribly in love with her. I may chance have some" & @CRLF & _
                "	odd quirks and remnants of wit broken on me," & @CRLF & _
                "	because I have railed so long against marriage: but" & @CRLF & _
                "	doth not the appetite alter? a man loves the meat" & @CRLF & _
                "	in his youth that he cannot endure in his age." & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall quips and sentences and these paper bullets of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the brain awe a man from the career of his humour?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, the world must be peopled. When I said I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I" & @CRLF & _
                "	were married. Here comes Beatrice. By this day!" & @CRLF & _
                "	she's a fair lady: I do spy some marks of love in" & @CRLF & _
                "	her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BEATRICE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Against my will I am sent to bid you come in to dinner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Fair Beatrice, I thank you for your pains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	I took no more pains for those thanks than you take" & @CRLF & _
                "	pains to thank me: if it had been painful, I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	not have come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	You take pleasure then in the message?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Yea, just so much as you may take upon a knife's" & @CRLF & _
                "	point and choke a daw withal. You have no stomach," & @CRLF & _
                "	signior: fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Ha! 'Against my will I am sent to bid you come in" & @CRLF & _
                "	to dinner;' there's a double meaning in that 'I took" & @CRLF & _
                "	no more pains for those thanks than you took pains" & @CRLF & _
                "	to thank me.' that's as much as to say, Any pains" & @CRLF & _
                "	that I take for you is as easy as thanks. If I do" & @CRLF & _
                "	not take pity of her, I am a villain; if I do not" & @CRLF & _
                "	love her, I am a Jew. I will go get her picture." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	LEONATO'S garden." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HERO, MARGARET, and URSULA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	Good Margaret, run thee to the parlor;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There shalt thou find my cousin Beatrice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proposing with the prince and Claudio:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whisper her ear and tell her, I and Ursula" & @CRLF & _
                "	Walk in the orchard and our whole discourse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is all of her; say that thou overheard'st us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid her steal into the pleached bower," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where honeysuckles, ripen'd by the sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forbid the sun to enter, like favourites," & @CRLF & _
                "	Made proud by princes, that advance their pride" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against that power that bred it: there will she hide her," & @CRLF & _
                "	To listen our purpose.  This is thy office;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bear thee well in it and leave us alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	I'll make her come, I warrant you, presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	Now, Ursula, when Beatrice doth come," & @CRLF & _
                "	As we do trace this alley up and down," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our talk must only be of Benedick." & @CRLF & _
                "	When I do name him, let it be thy part" & @CRLF & _
                "	To praise him more than ever man did merit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My talk to thee must be how Benedick" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is sick in love with Beatrice. Of this matter" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is little Cupid's crafty arrow made," & @CRLF & _
                "	That only wounds by hearsay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BEATRICE, behind]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		       Now begin;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For look where Beatrice, like a lapwing, runs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Close by the ground, to hear our conference." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "URSULA	The pleasant'st angling is to see the fish" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cut with her golden oars the silver stream," & @CRLF & _
                "	And greedily devour the treacherous bait:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So angle we for Beatrice; who even now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is couched in the woodbine coverture." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fear you not my part of the dialogue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	Then go we near her, that her ear lose nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the false sweet bait that we lay for it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Approaching the bower]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, truly, Ursula, she is too disdainful;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know her spirits are as coy and wild" & @CRLF & _
                "	As haggerds of the rock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "URSULA	But are you sure" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Benedick loves Beatrice so entirely?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	So says the prince and my new-trothed lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "URSULA	And did they bid you tell her of it, madam?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	They did entreat me to acquaint her of it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I persuaded them, if they loved Benedick," & @CRLF & _
                "	To wish him wrestle with affection," & @CRLF & _
                "	And never to let Beatrice know of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "URSULA	Why did you so? Doth not the gentleman" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deserve as full as fortunate a bed" & @CRLF & _
                "	As ever Beatrice shall couch upon?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	O god of love! I know he doth deserve" & @CRLF & _
                "	As much as may be yielded to a man:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But Nature never framed a woman's heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of prouder stuff than that of Beatrice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Disdain and scorn ride sparkling in her eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Misprising what they look on, and her wit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Values itself so highly that to her" & @CRLF & _
                "	All matter else seems weak: she cannot love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor take no shape nor project of affection," & @CRLF & _
                "	She is so self-endeared." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "URSULA	Sure, I think so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore certainly it were not good" & @CRLF & _
                "	She knew his love, lest she make sport at it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	Why, you speak truth. I never yet saw man," & @CRLF & _
                "	How wise, how noble, young, how rarely featured," & @CRLF & _
                "	But she would spell him backward: if fair-faced," & @CRLF & _
                "	She would swear the gentleman should be her sister;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If black, why, Nature, drawing of an antique," & @CRLF & _
                "	Made a foul blot; if tall, a lance ill-headed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If low, an agate very vilely cut;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If speaking, why, a vane blown with all winds;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If silent, why, a block moved with none." & @CRLF & _
                "	So turns she every man the wrong side out" & @CRLF & _
                "	And never gives to truth and virtue that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which simpleness and merit purchaseth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "URSULA	Sure, sure, such carping is not commendable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	No, not to be so odd and from all fashions" & @CRLF & _
                "	As Beatrice is, cannot be commendable:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But who dare tell her so? If I should speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	She would mock me into air; O, she would laugh me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of myself, press me to death with wit." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore let Benedick, like cover'd fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	Consume away in sighs, waste inwardly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It were a better death than die with mocks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is as bad as die with tickling." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "URSULA	Yet tell her of it: hear what she will say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	No; rather I will go to Benedick" & @CRLF & _
                "	And counsel him to fight against his passion." & @CRLF & _
                "	And, truly, I'll devise some honest slanders" & @CRLF & _
                "	To stain my cousin with: one doth not know" & @CRLF & _
                "	How much an ill word may empoison liking." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "URSULA	O, do not do your cousin such a wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "	She cannot be so much without true judgment--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Having so swift and excellent a wit" & @CRLF & _
                "	As she is prized to have--as to refuse" & @CRLF & _
                "	So rare a gentleman as Signior Benedick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	He is the only man of Italy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Always excepted my dear Claudio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "URSULA	I pray you, be not angry with me, madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	Speaking my fancy: Signior Benedick," & @CRLF & _
                "	For shape, for bearing, argument and valour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Goes foremost in report through Italy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	Indeed, he hath an excellent good name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "URSULA	His excellence did earn it, ere he had it." & @CRLF & _
                "	When are you married, madam?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	Why, every day, to-morrow. Come, go in:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll show thee some attires, and have thy counsel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is the best to furnish me to-morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "URSULA	She's limed, I warrant you: we have caught her, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	If it proves so, then loving goes by haps:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt HERO and URSULA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	[Coming forward]" & @CRLF & _
                "	What fire is in mine ears? Can this be true?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand I condemn'd for pride and scorn so much?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Contempt, farewell! and maiden pride, adieu!" & @CRLF & _
                "	No glory lives behind the back of such." & @CRLF & _
                "	And, Benedick, love on; I will requite thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Taming my wild heart to thy loving hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou dost love, my kindness shall incite thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bind our loves up in a holy band;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For others say thou dost deserve, and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Believe it better than reportingly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A room in LEONATO'S house" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DON PEDRO, CLAUDIO, BENEDICK, and LEONATO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	I do but stay till your marriage be consummate, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	then go I toward Arragon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	I'll bring you thither, my lord, if you'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	vouchsafe me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Nay, that would be as great a soil in the new gloss" & @CRLF & _
                "	of your marriage as to show a child his new coat" & @CRLF & _
                "	and forbid him to wear it. I will only be bold" & @CRLF & _
                "	with Benedick for his company; for, from the crown" & @CRLF & _
                "	of his head to the sole of his foot, he is all" & @CRLF & _
                "	mirth: he hath twice or thrice cut Cupid's" & @CRLF & _
                "	bow-string and the little hangman dare not shoot at" & @CRLF & _
                "	him; he hath a heart as sound as a bell and his" & @CRLF & _
                "	tongue is the clapper, for what his heart thinks his" & @CRLF & _
                "	tongue speaks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Gallants, I am not as I have been." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	So say I	methinks you are sadder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	I hope he be in love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Hang him, truant! there's no true drop of blood in" & @CRLF & _
                "	him, to be truly touched with love: if he be sad," & @CRLF & _
                "	he wants money." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	I have the toothache." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Draw it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Hang it!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	You must hang it first, and draw it afterwards." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	What! sigh for the toothache?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Where is but a humour or a worm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Well, every one can master a grief but he that has" & @CRLF & _
                "	it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Yet say I, he is in love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	There is no appearance of fancy in him, unless it be" & @CRLF & _
                "	a fancy that he hath to strange disguises; as, to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	a Dutchman today, a Frenchman to-morrow, or in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	shape of two countries at once, as, a German from" & @CRLF & _
                "	the waist downward, all slops, and a Spaniard from" & @CRLF & _
                "	the hip upward, no doublet. Unless he have a fancy" & @CRLF & _
                "	to this foolery, as it appears he hath, he is no" & @CRLF & _
                "	fool for fancy, as you would have it appear he is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	If he be not in love with some woman, there is no" & @CRLF & _
                "	believing old signs: a' brushes his hat o'" & @CRLF & _
                "	mornings; what should that bode?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Hath any man seen him at the barber's?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	No, but the barber's man hath been seen with him," & @CRLF & _
                "	and the old ornament of his cheek hath already" & @CRLF & _
                "	stuffed tennis-balls." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Indeed, he looks younger than he did, by the loss of a beard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Nay, a' rubs himself with civet: can you smell him" & @CRLF & _
                "	out by that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	That's as much as to say, the sweet youth's in love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	The greatest note of it is his melancholy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	And when was he wont to wash his face?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Yea, or to paint himself? for the which, I hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	what they say of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Nay, but his jesting spirit; which is now crept into" & @CRLF & _
                "	a lute-string and now governed by stops." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Indeed, that tells a heavy tale for him: conclude," & @CRLF & _
                "	conclude he is in love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Nay, but I know who loves him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	That would I know too: I warrant, one that knows him not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Yes, and his ill conditions; and, in despite of" & @CRLF & _
                "	all, dies for him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	She shall be buried with her face upwards." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Yet is this no charm for the toothache. Old" & @CRLF & _
                "	signior, walk aside with me: I have studied eight" & @CRLF & _
                "	or nine wise words to speak to you, which these" & @CRLF & _
                "	hobby-horses must not hear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt BENEDICK and LEONATO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	For my life, to break with him about Beatrice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	'Tis even so. Hero and Margaret have by this" & @CRLF & _
                "	played their parts with Beatrice; and then the two" & @CRLF & _
                "	bears will not bite one another when they meet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DON JOHN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	My lord and brother, God save you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Good den, brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	If your leisure served, I would speak with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	In private?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	If it please you: yet Count Claudio may hear; for" & @CRLF & _
                "	what I would speak of concerns him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	What's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	[To CLAUDIO]  Means your lordship to be married" & @CRLF & _
                "	to-morrow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	You know he does." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	I know not that, when he knows what I know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	If there be any impediment, I pray you discover it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	You may think I love you not: let that appear" & @CRLF & _
                "	hereafter, and aim better at me by that I now will" & @CRLF & _
                "	manifest. For my brother, I think he holds you" & @CRLF & _
                "	well, and in dearness of heart hath holp to effect" & @CRLF & _
                "	your ensuing marriage;--surely suit ill spent and" & @CRLF & _
                "	labour ill bestowed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Why, what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	I came hither to tell you; and, circumstances" & @CRLF & _
                "	shortened, for she has been too long a talking of," & @CRLF & _
                "	the lady is disloyal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Who, Hero?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Even she; Leonato's Hero, your Hero, every man's Hero:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Disloyal?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	The word is too good to paint out her wickedness; I" & @CRLF & _
                "	could say she were worse: think you of a worse" & @CRLF & _
                "	title, and I will fit her to it. Wonder not till" & @CRLF & _
                "	further warrant: go but with me to-night, you shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	see her chamber-window entered, even the night" & @CRLF & _
                "	before her wedding-day: if you love her then," & @CRLF & _
                "	to-morrow wed her; but it would better fit your honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	to change your mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	May this be so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	I will not think it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	If you dare not trust that you see, confess not" & @CRLF & _
                "	that you know: if you will follow me, I will show" & @CRLF & _
                "	you enough; and when you have seen more and heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	more, proceed accordingly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	If I see any thing to-night why I should not marry" & @CRLF & _
                "	her to-morrow in the congregation, where I should" & @CRLF & _
                "	wed, there will I shame her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	And, as I wooed for thee to obtain her, I will join" & @CRLF & _
                "	with thee to disgrace her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	I will disparage her no farther till you are my" & @CRLF & _
                "	witnesses: bear it coldly but till midnight, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	let the issue show itself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	O day untowardly turned!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	O mischief strangely thwarting!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	O plague right well prevented! so will you say when" & @CRLF & _
                "	you have seen the sequel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DOGBERRY and VERGES with the Watch]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Are you good men and true?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERGES	Yea, or else it were pity but they should suffer" & @CRLF & _
                "	salvation, body and soul." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Nay, that were a punishment too good for them, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	they should have any allegiance in them, being" & @CRLF & _
                "	chosen for the prince's watch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERGES	Well, give them their charge, neighbour Dogberry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	First, who think you the most desertless man to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	constable?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Watchman	Hugh Otecake, sir, or George Seacole; for they can" & @CRLF & _
                "	write and read." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Come hither, neighbour Seacole. God hath blessed" & @CRLF & _
                "	you with a good name: to be a well-favoured man is" & @CRLF & _
                "	the gift of fortune; but to write and read comes by nature." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Watchman	Both which, master constable,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	You have: I knew it would be your answer. Well," & @CRLF & _
                "	for your favour, sir, why, give God thanks, and make" & @CRLF & _
                "	no boast of it; and for your writing and reading," & @CRLF & _
                "	let that appear when there is no need of such" & @CRLF & _
                "	vanity. You are thought here to be the most" & @CRLF & _
                "	senseless and fit man for the constable of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	watch; therefore bear you the lantern. This is your" & @CRLF & _
                "	charge: you shall comprehend all vagrom men; you are" & @CRLF & _
                "	to bid any man stand, in the prince's name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Watchman	How if a' will not stand?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Why, then, take no note of him, but let him go; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	presently call the rest of the watch together and" & @CRLF & _
                "	thank God you are rid of a knave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERGES	If he will not stand when he is bidden, he is none" & @CRLF & _
                "	of the prince's subjects." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	True, and they are to meddle with none but the" & @CRLF & _
                "	prince's subjects. You shall also make no noise in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the streets; for, for the watch to babble and to" & @CRLF & _
                "	talk is most tolerable and not to be endured." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Watchman	We will rather sleep than talk: we know what" & @CRLF & _
                "	belongs to a watch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Why, you speak like an ancient and most quiet" & @CRLF & _
                "	watchman; for I cannot see how sleeping should" & @CRLF & _
                "	offend: only, have a care that your bills be not" & @CRLF & _
                "	stolen. Well, you are to call at all the" & @CRLF & _
                "	ale-houses, and bid those that are drunk get them to bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Watchman	How if they will not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Why, then, let them alone till they are sober: if" & @CRLF & _
                "	they make you not then the better answer, you may" & @CRLF & _
                "	say they are not the men you took them for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Watchman	Well, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	If you meet a thief, you may suspect him, by virtue" & @CRLF & _
                "	of your office, to be no true man; and, for such" & @CRLF & _
                "	kind of men, the less you meddle or make with them," & @CRLF & _
                "	why the more is for your honesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Watchman	If we know him to be a thief, shall we not lay" & @CRLF & _
                "	hands on him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Truly, by your office, you may; but I think they" & @CRLF & _
                "	that touch pitch will be defiled: the most peaceable" & @CRLF & _
                "	way for you, if you do take a thief, is to let him" & @CRLF & _
                "	show himself what he is and steal out of your company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERGES	You have been always called a merciful man, partner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Truly, I would not hang a dog by my will, much more" & @CRLF & _
                "	a man who hath any honesty in him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERGES	If you hear a child cry in the night, you must call" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the nurse and bid her still it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Watchman	How if the nurse be asleep and will not hear us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Why, then, depart in peace, and let the child wake" & @CRLF & _
                "	her with crying; for the ewe that will not hear her" & @CRLF & _
                "	lamb when it baes will never answer a calf when he bleats." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERGES	'Tis very true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	This is the end of the charge:--you, constable, are" & @CRLF & _
                "	to present the prince's own person: if you meet the" & @CRLF & _
                "	prince in the night, you may stay him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERGES	Nay, by'r our lady, that I think a' cannot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Five shillings to one on't, with any man that knows" & @CRLF & _
                "	the statutes, he may stay him: marry, not without" & @CRLF & _
                "	the prince be willing; for, indeed, the watch ought" & @CRLF & _
                "	to offend no man; and it is an offence to stay a" & @CRLF & _
                "	man against his will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERGES	By'r lady, I think it be so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Ha, ha, ha! Well, masters, good night: an there be" & @CRLF & _
                "	any matter of weight chances, call up me: keep your" & @CRLF & _
                "	fellows' counsels and your own; and good night." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, neighbour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Watchman	Well, masters, we hear our charge: let us go sit here" & @CRLF & _
                "	upon the church-bench till two, and then all to bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	One word more, honest neighbours. I pray you watch" & @CRLF & _
                "	about Signior Leonato's door; for the wedding being" & @CRLF & _
                "	there to-morrow, there is a great coil to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "	Adieu: be vigitant, I beseech you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt DOGBERRY and VERGES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BORACHIO and CONRADE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	What Conrade!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Watchman	[Aside]  Peace! stir not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Conrade, I say!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONRADE	Here, man; I am at thy elbow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Mass, and my elbow itched; I thought there would a" & @CRLF & _
                "	scab follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONRADE	I will owe thee an answer for that: and now forward" & @CRLF & _
                "	with thy tale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Stand thee close, then, under this pent-house, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	it drizzles rain; and I will, like a true drunkard," & @CRLF & _
                "	utter all to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Watchman	[Aside]  Some treason, masters: yet stand close." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Therefore know I have earned of Don John a thousand ducats." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONRADE	Is it possible that any villany should be so dear?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Thou shouldst rather ask if it were possible any" & @CRLF & _
                "	villany should be so rich; for when rich villains" & @CRLF & _
                "	have need of poor ones, poor ones may make what" & @CRLF & _
                "	price they will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONRADE	I wonder at it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	That shows thou art unconfirmed. Thou knowest that" & @CRLF & _
                "	the fashion of a doublet, or a hat, or a cloak, is" & @CRLF & _
                "	nothing to a man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONRADE	Yes, it is apparel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	I mean, the fashion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONRADE	Yes, the fashion is the fashion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Tush! I may as well say the fool's the fool. But" & @CRLF & _
                "	seest thou not what a deformed thief this fashion" & @CRLF & _
                "	is?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Watchman	[Aside]  I know that Deformed; a' has been a vile" & @CRLF & _
                "	thief this seven year; a' goes up and down like a" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentleman: I remember his name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Didst thou not hear somebody?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONRADE	No; 'twas the vane on the house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Seest thou not, I say, what a deformed thief this" & @CRLF & _
                "	fashion is? how giddily a' turns about all the hot" & @CRLF & _
                "	bloods between fourteen and five-and-thirty?" & @CRLF & _
                "	sometimes fashioning them like Pharaoh's soldiers" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the reeky painting, sometime like god Bel's" & @CRLF & _
                "	priests in the old church-window, sometime like the" & @CRLF & _
                "	shaven Hercules in the smirched worm-eaten tapestry," & @CRLF & _
                "	where his codpiece seems as massy as his club?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONRADE	All this I see; and I see that the fashion wears" & @CRLF & _
                "	out more apparel than the man. But art not thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	thyself giddy with the fashion too, that thou hast" & @CRLF & _
                "	shifted out of thy tale into telling me of the fashion?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Not so, neither: but know that I have to-night" & @CRLF & _
                "	wooed Margaret, the Lady Hero's gentlewoman, by the" & @CRLF & _
                "	name of Hero: she leans me out at her mistress'" & @CRLF & _
                "	chamber-window, bids me a thousand times good" & @CRLF & _
                "	night,--I tell this tale vilely:--I should first" & @CRLF & _
                "	tell thee how the prince, Claudio and my master," & @CRLF & _
                "	planted and placed and possessed by my master Don" & @CRLF & _
                "	John, saw afar off in the orchard this amiable encounter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONRADE	And thought they Margaret was Hero?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Two of them did, the prince and Claudio; but the" & @CRLF & _
                "	devil my master knew she was Margaret; and partly" & @CRLF & _
                "	by his oaths, which first possessed them, partly by" & @CRLF & _
                "	the dark night, which did deceive them, but chiefly" & @CRLF & _
                "	by my villany, which did confirm any slander that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Don John had made, away went Claudio enraged; swore" & @CRLF & _
                "	he would meet her, as he was appointed, next morning" & @CRLF & _
                "	at the temple, and there, before the whole" & @CRLF & _
                "	congregation, shame her with what he saw o'er night" & @CRLF & _
                "	and send her home again without a husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Watchman	We charge you, in the prince's name, stand!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Watchman	Call up the right master constable. We have here" & @CRLF & _
                "	recovered the most dangerous piece of lechery that" & @CRLF & _
                "	ever was known in the commonwealth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Watchman	And one Deformed is one of them: I know him; a'" & @CRLF & _
                "	wears a lock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONRADE	Masters, masters,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Watchman	You'll be made bring Deformed forth, I warrant you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONRADE	Masters,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Watchman	Never speak: we charge you let us obey you to go with us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	We are like to prove a goodly commodity, being taken" & @CRLF & _
                "	up of these men's bills." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONRADE	A commodity in question, I warrant you. Come, we'll obey you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	HERO's apartment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HERO, MARGARET, and URSULA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	Good Ursula, wake my cousin Beatrice, and desire" & @CRLF & _
                "	her to rise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "URSULA	I will, lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	And bid her come hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "URSULA	Well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	Troth, I think your other rabato were better." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	No, pray thee, good Meg, I'll wear this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	By my troth, 's not so good; and I warrant your" & @CRLF & _
                "	cousin will say so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	My cousin's a fool, and thou art another: I'll wear" & @CRLF & _
                "	none but this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	I like the new tire within excellently, if the hair" & @CRLF & _
                "	were a thought browner; and your gown's a most rare" & @CRLF & _
                "	fashion, i' faith. I saw the Duchess of Milan's" & @CRLF & _
                "	gown that they praise so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	O, that exceeds, they say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	By my troth, 's but a night-gown in respect of" & @CRLF & _
                "	yours: cloth o' gold, and cuts, and laced with" & @CRLF & _
                "	silver, set with pearls, down sleeves, side sleeves," & @CRLF & _
                "	and skirts, round underborne with a bluish tinsel:" & @CRLF & _
                "	but for a fine, quaint, graceful and excellent" & @CRLF & _
                "	fashion, yours is worth ten on 't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	God give me joy to wear it! for my heart is" & @CRLF & _
                "	exceeding heavy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	'Twill be heavier soon by the weight of a man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	Fie upon thee! art not ashamed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	Of what, lady? of speaking honourably? Is not" & @CRLF & _
                "	marriage honourable in a beggar? Is not your lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	honourable without marriage? I think you would have" & @CRLF & _
                "	me say, 'saving your reverence, a husband:' and bad" & @CRLF & _
                "	thinking do not wrest true speaking, I'll offend" & @CRLF & _
                "	nobody: is there any harm in 'the heavier for a" & @CRLF & _
                "	husband'? None, I think, and it be the right husband" & @CRLF & _
                "	and the right wife; otherwise 'tis light, and not" & @CRLF & _
                "	heavy: ask my Lady Beatrice else; here she comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BEATRICE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	Good morrow, coz." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Good morrow, sweet Hero." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	Why how now? do you speak in the sick tune?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	I am out of all other tune, methinks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	Clap's into 'Light o' love;' that goes without a" & @CRLF & _
                "	burden: do you sing it, and I'll dance it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Ye light o' love, with your heels! then, if your" & @CRLF & _
                "	husband have stables enough, you'll see he shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	lack no barns." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	O illegitimate construction! I scorn that with my heels." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	'Tis almost five o'clock, cousin; tis time you were" & @CRLF & _
                "	ready. By my troth, I am exceeding ill: heigh-ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	For a hawk, a horse, or a husband?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	For the letter that begins them all, H." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	Well, and you be not turned Turk, there's no more" & @CRLF & _
                "	sailing by the star." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	What means the fool, trow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	Nothing I; but God send every one their heart's desire!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	These gloves the count sent me; they are an" & @CRLF & _
                "	excellent perfume." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	I am stuffed, cousin; I cannot smell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	A maid, and stuffed! there's goodly catching of cold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	O, God help me! God help me! how long have you" & @CRLF & _
                "	professed apprehension?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	Even since you left it. Doth not my wit become me rarely?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	It is not seen enough, you should wear it in your" & @CRLF & _
                "	cap. By my troth, I am sick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	Get you some of this distilled Carduus Benedictus," & @CRLF & _
                "	and lay it to your heart: it is the only thing for a qualm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	There thou prickest her with a thistle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Benedictus! why Benedictus? you have some moral in" & @CRLF & _
                "	this Benedictus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	Moral! no, by my troth, I have no moral meaning; I" & @CRLF & _
                "	meant, plain holy-thistle. You may think perchance" & @CRLF & _
                "	that I think you are in love: nay, by'r lady, I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	not such a fool to think what I list, nor I list" & @CRLF & _
                "	not to think what I can, nor indeed I cannot think," & @CRLF & _
                "	if I would think my heart out of thinking, that you" & @CRLF & _
                "	are in love or that you will be in love or that you" & @CRLF & _
                "	can be in love. Yet Benedick was such another, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	now is he become a man: he swore he would never" & @CRLF & _
                "	marry, and yet now, in despite of his heart, he eats" & @CRLF & _
                "	his meat without grudging: and how you may be" & @CRLF & _
                "	converted I know not, but methinks you look with" & @CRLF & _
                "	your eyes as other women do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	What pace is this that thy tongue keeps?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	Not a false gallop." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter URSULA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "URSULA	Madam, withdraw: the prince, the count, Signior" & @CRLF & _
                "	Benedick, Don John, and all the gallants of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	town, are come to fetch you to church." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	Help to dress me, good coz, good Meg, good Ursula." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Another room in LEONATO'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LEONATO, with DOGBERRY and VERGES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	What would you with me, honest neighbour?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Marry, sir, I would have some confidence with you" & @CRLF & _
                "	that decerns you nearly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Brief, I pray you; for you see it is a busy time with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Marry, this it is, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERGES	Yes, in truth it is, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	What is it, my good friends?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Goodman Verges, sir, speaks a little off the" & @CRLF & _
                "	matter: an old man, sir, and his wits are not so" & @CRLF & _
                "	blunt as, God help, I would desire they were; but," & @CRLF & _
                "	in faith, honest as the skin between his brows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERGES	Yes, I thank God I am as honest as any man living" & @CRLF & _
                "	that is an old man and no honester than I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Comparisons are odorous: palabras, neighbour Verges." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Neighbours, you are tedious." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	It pleases your worship to say so, but we are the" & @CRLF & _
                "	poor duke's officers; but truly, for mine own part," & @CRLF & _
                "	if I were as tedious as a king, I could find it in" & @CRLF & _
                "	my heart to bestow it all of your worship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	All thy tediousness on me, ah?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Yea, an 'twere a thousand pound more than 'tis; for" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hear as good exclamation on your worship as of any" & @CRLF & _
                "	man in the city; and though I be but a poor man, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	am glad to hear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERGES	And so am I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	I would fain know what you have to say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERGES	Marry, sir, our watch to-night, excepting your" & @CRLF & _
                "	worship's presence, ha' ta'en a couple of as arrant" & @CRLF & _
                "	knaves as any in Messina." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	A good old man, sir; he will be talking: as they" & @CRLF & _
                "	say, when the age is in, the wit is out: God help" & @CRLF & _
                "	us! it is a world to see. Well said, i' faith," & @CRLF & _
                "	neighbour Verges: well, God's a good man; an two men" & @CRLF & _
                "	ride of a horse, one must ride behind. An honest" & @CRLF & _
                "	soul, i' faith, sir; by my troth he is, as ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	broke bread; but God is to be worshipped; all men" & @CRLF & _
                "	are not alike; alas, good neighbour!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Indeed, neighbour, he comes too short of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Gifts that God gives." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	I must leave you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	One word, sir: our watch, sir, have indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	comprehended two aspicious persons, and we would" & @CRLF & _
                "	have them this morning examined before your worship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Take their examination yourself and bring it me: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	am now in great haste, as it may appear unto you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	It shall be suffigance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Drink some wine ere you go: fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	My lord, they stay for you to give your daughter to" & @CRLF & _
                "	her husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	I'll wait upon them: I am ready." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt LEONATO and Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Go, good partner, go, get you to Francis Seacole;" & @CRLF & _
                "	bid him bring his pen and inkhorn to the gaol: we" & @CRLF & _
                "	are now to examination these men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERGES	And we must do it wisely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	We will spare for no wit, I warrant you; here's" & @CRLF & _
                "	that shall drive some of them to a non-come: only" & @CRLF & _
                "	get the learned writer to set down our" & @CRLF & _
                "	excommunication and meet me at the gaol." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A church." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DON PEDRO, DON JOHN, LEONATO, FRIAR FRANCIS," & @CRLF & _
                "	CLAUDIO, BENEDICK, HERO, BEATRICE, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Come, Friar Francis, be brief; only to the plain" & @CRLF & _
                "	form of marriage, and you shall recount their" & @CRLF & _
                "	particular duties afterwards." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR FRANCIS	You come hither, my lord, to marry this lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	To be married to her: friar, you come to marry her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR FRANCIS	Lady, you come hither to be married to this count." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	I do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR FRANCIS	If either of you know any inward impediment why you" & @CRLF & _
                "	should not be conjoined, charge you, on your souls," & @CRLF & _
                "	to utter it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Know you any, Hero?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	None, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR FRANCIS	Know you any, count?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	I dare make his answer, none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	O, what men dare do! what men may do! what men daily" & @CRLF & _
                "	do, not knowing what they do!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	How now! interjections? Why, then, some be of" & @CRLF & _
                "	laughing, as, ah, ha, he!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Stand thee by, friar. Father, by your leave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you with free and unconstrained soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me this maid, your daughter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	As freely, son, as God did give her me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	And what have I to give you back, whose worth" & @CRLF & _
                "	May counterpoise this rich and precious gift?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Nothing, unless you render her again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Sweet prince, you learn me noble thankfulness." & @CRLF & _
                "	There, Leonato, take her back again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give not this rotten orange to your friend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She's but the sign and semblance of her honour." & @CRLF & _
                "	Behold how like a maid she blushes here!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, what authority and show of truth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can cunning sin cover itself withal!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Comes not that blood as modest evidence" & @CRLF & _
                "	To witness simple virtue? Would you not swear," & @CRLF & _
                "	All you that see her, that she were a maid," & @CRLF & _
                "	By these exterior shows? But she is none:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She knows the heat of a luxurious bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her blush is guiltiness, not modesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	What do you mean, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Not to be married," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not to knit my soul to an approved wanton." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Dear my lord, if you, in your own proof," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have vanquish'd the resistance of her youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And made defeat of her virginity,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	I know what you would say: if I have known her," & @CRLF & _
                "	You will say she did embrace me as a husband," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so extenuate the 'forehand sin:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, Leonato," & @CRLF & _
                "	I never tempted her with word too large;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, as a brother to his sister, show'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bashful sincerity and comely love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	And seem'd I ever otherwise to you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Out on thee! Seeming! I will write against it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You seem to me as Dian in her orb," & @CRLF & _
                "	As chaste as is the bud ere it be blown;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But you are more intemperate in your blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than Venus, or those pamper'd animals" & @CRLF & _
                "	That rage in savage sensuality." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	Is my lord well, that he doth speak so wide?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Sweet prince, why speak not you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	What should I speak?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I stand dishonour'd, that have gone about" & @CRLF & _
                "	To link my dear friend to a common stale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Are these things spoken, or do I but dream?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	Sir, they are spoken, and these things are true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	This looks not like a nuptial." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	True! O God!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Leonato, stand I here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is this the prince? is this the prince's brother?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is this face Hero's? are our eyes our own?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	All this is so: but what of this, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Let me but move one question to your daughter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, by that fatherly and kindly power" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you have in her, bid her answer truly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	I charge thee do so, as thou art my child." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	O, God defend me! how am I beset!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What kind of catechising call you this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	To make you answer truly to your name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	Is it not Hero? Who can blot that name" & @CRLF & _
                "	With any just reproach?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Marry, that can Hero;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hero itself can blot out Hero's virtue." & @CRLF & _
                "	What man was he talk'd with you yesternight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out at your window betwixt twelve and one?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, if you are a maid, answer to this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	I talk'd with no man at that hour, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Why, then are you no maiden. Leonato," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am sorry you must hear: upon mine honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself, my brother and this grieved count" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did see her, hear her, at that hour last night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Talk with a ruffian at her chamber-window" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who hath indeed, most like a liberal villain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Confess'd the vile encounters they have had" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thousand times in secret." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	Fie, fie! they are not to be named, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not to be spoke of;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is not chastity enough in language" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without offence to utter them. Thus, pretty lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am sorry for thy much misgovernment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	O Hero, what a Hero hadst thou been," & @CRLF & _
                "	If half thy outward graces had been placed" & @CRLF & _
                "	About thy thoughts and counsels of thy heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But fare thee well, most foul, most fair! farewell," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou pure impiety and impious purity!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thee I'll lock up all the gates of love," & @CRLF & _
                "	And on my eyelids shall conjecture hang," & @CRLF & _
                "	To turn all beauty into thoughts of harm," & @CRLF & _
                "	And never shall it more be gracious." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Hath no man's dagger here a point for me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[HERO swoons]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Why, how now, cousin! wherefore sink you down?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON JOHN	Come, let us go. These things, come thus to light," & @CRLF & _
                "	Smother her spirits up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt DON PEDRO, DON JOHN, and CLAUDIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	How doth the lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	                  Dead, I think. Help, uncle!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hero! why, Hero! Uncle! Signior Benedick! Friar!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	O Fate! take not away thy heavy hand." & @CRLF & _
                "	Death is the fairest cover for her shame" & @CRLF & _
                "	That may be wish'd for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	How now, cousin Hero!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR FRANCIS	Have comfort, lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Dost thou look up?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR FRANCIS	Yea, wherefore should she not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Wherefore! Why, doth not every earthly thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cry shame upon her? Could she here deny" & @CRLF & _
                "	The story that is printed in her blood?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not live, Hero; do not ope thine eyes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, did I think thou wouldst not quickly die," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thought I thy spirits were stronger than thy shames," & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself would, on the rearward of reproaches," & @CRLF & _
                "	Strike at thy life. Grieved I, I had but one?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Chid I for that at frugal nature's frame?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, one too much by thee! Why had I one?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why ever wast thou lovely in my eyes?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why had I not with charitable hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Took up a beggar's issue at my gates," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who smirch'd thus and mired with infamy," & @CRLF & _
                "	I might have said 'No part of it is mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This shame derives itself from unknown loins'?" & @CRLF & _
                "	But mine and mine I loved and mine I praised" & @CRLF & _
                "	And mine that I was proud on, mine so much" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I myself was to myself not mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Valuing of her,--why, she, O, she is fallen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into a pit of ink, that the wide sea" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath drops too few to wash her clean again" & @CRLF & _
                "	And salt too little which may season give" & @CRLF & _
                "	To her foul-tainted flesh!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Sir, sir, be patient." & @CRLF & _
                "	For my part, I am so attired in wonder," & @CRLF & _
                "	I know not what to say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	O, on my soul, my cousin is belied!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Lady, were you her bedfellow last night?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	No, truly not; although, until last night," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have this twelvemonth been her bedfellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Confirm'd, confirm'd! O, that is stronger made" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which was before barr'd up with ribs of iron!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would the two princes lie, and Claudio lie," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who loved her so, that, speaking of her foulness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wash'd it with tears? Hence from her! let her die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR FRANCIS	Hear me a little; for I have only been" & @CRLF & _
                "	Silent so long and given way unto" & @CRLF & _
                "	This course of fortune [           ]" & @CRLF & _
                "	By noting of the lady I have mark'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thousand blushing apparitions" & @CRLF & _
                "	To start into her face, a thousand innocent shames" & @CRLF & _
                "	In angel whiteness beat away those blushes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in her eye there hath appear'd a fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	To burn the errors that these princes hold" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against her maiden truth. Call me a fool;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Trust not my reading nor my observations," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which with experimental seal doth warrant" & @CRLF & _
                "	The tenor of my book; trust not my age," & @CRLF & _
                "	My reverence, calling, nor divinity," & @CRLF & _
                "	If this sweet lady lie not guiltless here" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under some biting error." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Friar, it cannot be." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou seest that all the grace that she hath left" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is that she will not add to her damnation" & @CRLF & _
                "	A sin of perjury; she not denies it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why seek'st thou then to cover with excuse" & @CRLF & _
                "	That which appears in proper nakedness?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR FRANCIS	Lady, what man is he you are accused of?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	They know that do accuse me; I know none:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I know more of any man alive" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than that which maiden modesty doth warrant," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let all my sins lack mercy! O my father," & @CRLF & _
                "	Prove you that any man with me conversed" & @CRLF & _
                "	At hours unmeet, or that I yesternight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Maintain'd the change of words with any creature," & @CRLF & _
                "	Refuse me, hate me, torture me to death!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR FRANCIS	There is some strange misprision in the princes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Two of them have the very bent of honour;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if their wisdoms be misled in this," & @CRLF & _
                "	The practise of it lives in John the bastard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose spirits toil in frame of villanies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	I know not. If they speak but truth of her," & @CRLF & _
                "	These hands shall tear her; if they wrong her honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	The proudest of them shall well hear of it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Time hath not yet so dried this blood of mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor age so eat up my invention," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor fortune made such havoc of my means," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor my bad life reft me so much of friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	But they shall find, awaked in such a kind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Both strength of limb and policy of mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ability in means and choice of friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	To quit me of them throughly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR FRANCIS	Pause awhile," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let my counsel sway you in this case." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your daughter here the princes left for dead:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let her awhile be secretly kept in," & @CRLF & _
                "	And publish it that she is dead indeed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Maintain a mourning ostentation" & @CRLF & _
                "	And on your family's old monument" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hang mournful epitaphs and do all rites" & @CRLF & _
                "	That appertain unto a burial." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	What shall become of this? what will this do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR FRANCIS	Marry, this well carried shall on her behalf" & @CRLF & _
                "	Change slander to remorse; that is some good:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But not for that dream I on this strange course," & @CRLF & _
                "	But on this travail look for greater birth." & @CRLF & _
                "	She dying, as it must so be maintain'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the instant that she was accused," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be lamented, pitied and excused" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of every hearer: for it so falls out" & @CRLF & _
                "	That what we have we prize not to the worth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles we enjoy it, but being lack'd and lost," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, then we rack the value, then we find" & @CRLF & _
                "	The virtue that possession would not show us" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles it was ours. So will it fare with Claudio:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When he shall hear she died upon his words," & @CRLF & _
                "	The idea of her life shall sweetly creep" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into his study of imagination," & @CRLF & _
                "	And every lovely organ of her life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall come apparell'd in more precious habit," & @CRLF & _
                "	More moving-delicate and full of life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the eye and prospect of his soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than when she lived indeed; then shall he mourn," & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever love had interest in his liver," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wish he had not so accused her," & @CRLF & _
                "	No, though he thought his accusation true." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let this be so, and doubt not but success" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will fashion the event in better shape" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than I can lay it down in likelihood." & @CRLF & _
                "	But if all aim but this be levell'd false," & @CRLF & _
                "	The supposition of the lady's death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will quench the wonder of her infamy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if it sort not well, you may conceal her," & @CRLF & _
                "	As best befits her wounded reputation," & @CRLF & _
                "	In some reclusive and religious life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of all eyes, tongues, minds and injuries." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Signior Leonato, let the friar advise you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And though you know my inwardness and love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is very much unto the prince and Claudio," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, by mine honour, I will deal in this" & @CRLF & _
                "	As secretly and justly as your soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should with your body." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Being that I flow in grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	The smallest twine may lead me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR FRANCIS	'Tis well consented: presently away;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For to strange sores strangely they strain the cure." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, lady, die to live: this wedding-day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perhaps is but prolong'd: have patience and endure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but BENEDICK and BEATRICE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Lady Beatrice, have you wept all this while?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Yea, and I will weep a while longer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	I will not desire that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	You have no reason; I do it freely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Surely I do believe your fair cousin is wronged." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Ah, how much might the man deserve of me that would right her!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Is there any way to show such friendship?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	A very even way, but no such friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	May a man do it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	It is a man's office, but not yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	I do love nothing in the world so well as you: is" & @CRLF & _
                "	not that strange?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	As strange as the thing I know not. It were as" & @CRLF & _
                "	possible for me to say I loved nothing so well as" & @CRLF & _
                "	you: but believe me not; and yet I lie not; I" & @CRLF & _
                "	confess nothing, nor I deny nothing. I am sorry for my cousin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	By my sword, Beatrice, thou lovest me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Do not swear, and eat it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	I will swear by it that you love me; and I will make" & @CRLF & _
                "	him eat it that says I love not you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Will you not eat your word?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	With no sauce that can be devised to it. I protest" & @CRLF & _
                "	I love thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Why, then, God forgive me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	What offence, sweet Beatrice?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	You have stayed me in a happy hour: I was about to" & @CRLF & _
                "	protest I loved you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	And do it with all thy heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	I love you with so much of my heart that none is" & @CRLF & _
                "	left to protest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Come, bid me do any thing for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Kill Claudio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Ha! not for the wide world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	You kill me to deny it. Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Tarry, sweet Beatrice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	I am gone, though I am here: there is no love in" & @CRLF & _
                "	you: nay, I pray you, let me go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Beatrice,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	In faith, I will go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	We'll be friends first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	You dare easier be friends with me than fight with mine enemy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Is Claudio thine enemy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Is he not approved in the height a villain, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath slandered, scorned, dishonoured my kinswoman? O" & @CRLF & _
                "	that I were a man! What, bear her in hand until they" & @CRLF & _
                "	come to take hands; and then, with public" & @CRLF & _
                "	accusation, uncovered slander, unmitigated rancour," & @CRLF & _
                "	--O God, that I were a man! I would eat his heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the market-place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Hear me, Beatrice,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Talk with a man out at a window! A proper saying!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Nay, but, Beatrice,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Sweet Hero! She is wronged, she is slandered, she is undone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Beat--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Princes and counties! Surely, a princely testimony," & @CRLF & _
                "	a goodly count, Count Comfect; a sweet gallant," & @CRLF & _
                "	surely! O that I were a man for his sake! or that I" & @CRLF & _
                "	had any friend would be a man for my sake! But" & @CRLF & _
                "	manhood is melted into courtesies, valour into" & @CRLF & _
                "	compliment, and men are only turned into tongue, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	trim ones too: he is now as valiant as Hercules" & @CRLF & _
                "	that only tells a lie and swears it. I cannot be a" & @CRLF & _
                "	man with wishing, therefore I will die a woman with grieving." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Tarry, good Beatrice. By this hand, I love thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Use it for my love some other way than swearing by it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Think you in your soul the Count Claudio hath wronged Hero?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Yea, as sure as I have a thought or a soul." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Enough, I am engaged; I will challenge him. I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	kiss your hand, and so I leave you. By this hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Claudio shall render me a dear account. As you" & @CRLF & _
                "	hear of me, so think of me. Go, comfort your" & @CRLF & _
                "	cousin: I must say she is dead: and so, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A prison." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DOGBERRY, VERGES, and Sexton, in gowns; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Watch, with CONRADE and BORACHIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Is our whole dissembly appeared?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERGES	O, a stool and a cushion for the sexton." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sexton	Which be the malefactors?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Marry, that am I and my partner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERGES	Nay, that's certain; we have the exhibition to examine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sexton	But which are the offenders that are to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	examined? let them come before master constable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Yea, marry, let them come before me. What is your" & @CRLF & _
                "	name, friend?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Borachio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Pray, write down, Borachio. Yours, sirrah?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONRADE	I am a gentleman, sir, and my name is Conrade." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Write down, master gentleman Conrade. Masters, do" & @CRLF & _
                "	you serve God?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONRADE	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  Yea, sir, we hope." & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Write down, that they hope they serve God: and" & @CRLF & _
                "	write God first; for God defend but God should go" & @CRLF & _
                "	before such villains! Masters, it is proved already" & @CRLF & _
                "	that you are little better than false knaves; and it" & @CRLF & _
                "	will go near to be thought so shortly. How answer" & @CRLF & _
                "	you for yourselves?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONRADE	Marry, sir, we say we are none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	A marvellous witty fellow, I assure you: but I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will go about with him. Come you hither, sirrah; a" & @CRLF & _
                "	word in your ear: sir, I say to you, it is thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	you are false knaves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Sir, I say to you we are none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Well, stand aside. 'Fore God, they are both in a" & @CRLF & _
                "	tale. Have you writ down, that they are none?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sexton	Master constable, you go not the way to examine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	you must call forth the watch that are their accusers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Yea, marry, that's the eftest way. Let the watch" & @CRLF & _
                "	come forth. Masters, I charge you, in the prince's" & @CRLF & _
                "	name, accuse these men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Watchman	This man said, sir, that Don John, the prince's" & @CRLF & _
                "	brother, was a villain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Write down Prince John a villain. Why, this is flat" & @CRLF & _
                "	perjury, to call a prince's brother villain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Master constable,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Pray thee, fellow, peace: I do not like thy look," & @CRLF & _
                "	I promise thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sexton	What heard you him say else?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Watchman	Marry, that he had received a thousand ducats of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Don John for accusing the Lady Hero wrongfully." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Flat burglary as ever was committed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERGES	Yea, by mass, that it is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sexton	What else, fellow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Watchman	And that Count Claudio did mean, upon his words, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	disgrace Hero before the whole assembly. and not marry her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	O villain! thou wilt be condemned into everlasting" & @CRLF & _
                "	redemption for this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sexton	What else?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Watchman	This is all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sexton	And this is more, masters, than you can deny." & @CRLF & _
                "	Prince John is this morning secretly stolen away;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hero was in this manner accused, in this very manner" & @CRLF & _
                "	refused, and upon the grief of this suddenly died." & @CRLF & _
                "	Master constable, let these men be bound, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	brought to Leonato's: I will go before and show" & @CRLF & _
                "	him their examination." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Come, let them be opinioned." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERGES	Let them be in the hands--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONRADE	Off, coxcomb!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	God's my life, where's the sexton? let him write" & @CRLF & _
                "	down the prince's officer coxcomb. Come, bind them." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou naughty varlet!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CONRADE	Away! you are an ass, you are an ass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Dost thou not suspect my place? dost thou not" & @CRLF & _
                "	suspect my years? O that he were here to write me" & @CRLF & _
                "	down an ass! But, masters, remember that I am an" & @CRLF & _
                "	ass; though it be not written down, yet forget not" & @CRLF & _
                "	that I am an ass. No, thou villain, thou art full of" & @CRLF & _
                "	piety, as shall be proved upon thee by good witness." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am a wise fellow, and, which is more, an officer," & @CRLF & _
                "	and, which is more, a householder, and, which is" & @CRLF & _
                "	more, as pretty a piece of flesh as any is in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Messina, and one that knows the law, go to; and a" & @CRLF & _
                "	rich fellow enough, go to; and a fellow that hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	had losses, and one that hath two gowns and every" & @CRLF & _
                "	thing handsome about him. Bring him away. O that" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had been writ down an ass!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Before LEONATO'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LEONATO and ANTONIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	If you go on thus, you will kill yourself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And 'tis not wisdom thus to second grief" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	                  I pray thee, cease thy counsel," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which falls into mine ears as profitless" & @CRLF & _
                "	As water in a sieve: give not me counsel;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor let no comforter delight mine ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	But such a one whose wrongs do suit with mine." & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring me a father that so loved his child," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose joy of her is overwhelm'd like mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid him speak of patience;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Measure his woe the length and breadth of mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let it answer every strain for strain," & @CRLF & _
                "	As thus for thus and such a grief for such," & @CRLF & _
                "	In every lineament, branch, shape, and form:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If such a one will smile and stroke his beard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid sorrow wag, cry 'hem!' when he should groan," & @CRLF & _
                "	Patch grief with proverbs, make misfortune drunk" & @CRLF & _
                "	With candle-wasters; bring him yet to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I of him will gather patience." & @CRLF & _
                "	But there is no such man: for, brother, men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can counsel and speak comfort to that grief" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which they themselves not feel; but, tasting it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their counsel turns to passion, which before" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would give preceptial medicine to rage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fetter strong madness in a silken thread," & @CRLF & _
                "	Charm ache with air and agony with words:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, no; 'tis all men's office to speak patience" & @CRLF & _
                "	To those that wring under the load of sorrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	But no man's virtue nor sufficiency" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be so moral when he shall endure" & @CRLF & _
                "	The like himself. Therefore give me no counsel:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My griefs cry louder than advertisement." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Therein do men from children nothing differ." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	I pray thee, peace. I will be flesh and blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For there was never yet philosopher" & @CRLF & _
                "	That could endure the toothache patiently," & @CRLF & _
                "	However they have writ the style of gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	And made a push at chance and sufferance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Yet bend not all the harm upon yourself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make those that do offend you suffer too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	There thou speak'st reason: nay, I will do so." & @CRLF & _
                "	My soul doth tell me Hero is belied;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that shall Claudio know; so shall the prince" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all of them that thus dishonour her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Here comes the prince and Claudio hastily." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DON PEDRO and CLAUDIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Good den, good den." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Good day to both of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Hear you. my lords,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	We have some haste, Leonato." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Some haste, my lord! well, fare you well, my lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are you so hasty now? well, all is one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Nay, do not quarrel with us, good old man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	If he could right himself with quarreling," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some of us would lie low." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Who wrongs him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Marry, thou dost wrong me; thou dissembler, thou:--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, never lay thy hand upon thy sword;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear thee not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	                  Marry, beshrew my hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	If it should give your age such cause of fear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In faith, my hand meant nothing to my sword." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Tush, tush, man; never fleer and jest at me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I speak not like a dotard nor a fool," & @CRLF & _
                "	As under privilege of age to brag" & @CRLF & _
                "	What I have done being young, or what would do" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were I not old. Know, Claudio, to thy head," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast so wrong'd mine innocent child and me" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I am forced to lay my reverence by" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, with grey hairs and bruise of many days," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do challenge thee to trial of a man." & @CRLF & _
                "	I say thou hast belied mine innocent child;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy slander hath gone through and through her heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	And she lies buried with her ancestors;" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, in a tomb where never scandal slept," & @CRLF & _
                "	Save this of hers, framed by thy villany!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	My villany?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	          Thine, Claudio; thine, I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	You say not right, old man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	My lord, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll prove it on his body, if he dare," & @CRLF & _
                "	Despite his nice fence and his active practise," & @CRLF & _
                "	His May of youth and bloom of lustihood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Away! I will not have to do with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Canst thou so daff me? Thou hast kill'd my child:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou kill'st me, boy, thou shalt kill a man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	He shall kill two of us, and men indeed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that's no matter; let him kill one first;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Win me and wear me; let him answer me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, follow me, boy; come, sir boy, come, follow me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir boy, I'll whip you from your foining fence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, as I am a gentleman, I will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Brother,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Content yourself. God knows I loved my niece;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And she is dead, slander'd to death by villains," & @CRLF & _
                "	That dare as well answer a man indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I dare take a serpent by the tongue:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Boys, apes, braggarts, Jacks, milksops!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Brother Antony,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Hold you content. What, man! I know them, yea," & @CRLF & _
                "	And what they weigh, even to the utmost scruple,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Scrambling, out-facing, fashion-monging boys," & @CRLF & _
                "	That lie and cog and flout, deprave and slander," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go anticly, show outward hideousness," & @CRLF & _
                "	And speak off half a dozen dangerous words," & @CRLF & _
                "	How they might hurt their enemies, if they durst;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this is all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	But, brother Antony,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Come, 'tis no matter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not you meddle; let me deal in this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Gentlemen both, we will not wake your patience." & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart is sorry for your daughter's death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, on my honour, she was charged with nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	But what was true and very full of proof." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	My lord, my lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	I will not hear you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	No? Come, brother; away! I will be heard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	And shall, or some of us will smart for it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt LEONATO and ANTONIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	See, see; here comes the man we went to seek." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BENEDICK]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Now, signior, what news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Good day, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Welcome, signior: you are almost come to part" & @CRLF & _
                "	almost a fray." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	We had like to have had our two noses snapped off" & @CRLF & _
                "	with two old men without teeth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Leonato and his brother. What thinkest thou? Had" & @CRLF & _
                "	we fought, I doubt we should have been too young for them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	In a false quarrel there is no true valour. I came" & @CRLF & _
                "	to seek you both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	We have been up and down to seek thee; for we are" & @CRLF & _
                "	high-proof melancholy and would fain have it beaten" & @CRLF & _
                "	away. Wilt thou use thy wit?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	It is in my scabbard: shall I draw it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Dost thou wear thy wit by thy side?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Never any did so, though very many have been beside" & @CRLF & _
                "	their wit. I will bid thee draw, as we do the" & @CRLF & _
                "	minstrels; draw, to pleasure us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	As I am an honest man, he looks pale. Art thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	sick, or angry?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	What, courage, man! What though care killed a cat," & @CRLF & _
                "	thou hast mettle enough in thee to kill care." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Sir, I shall meet your wit in the career, and you" & @CRLF & _
                "	charge it against me. I pray you choose another subject." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Nay, then, give him another staff: this last was" & @CRLF & _
                "	broke cross." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	By this light, he changes more and more: I think" & @CRLF & _
                "	he be angry indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	If he be, he knows how to turn his girdle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Shall I speak a word in your ear?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	God bless me from a challenge!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	[Aside to CLAUDIO]  You are a villain; I jest not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will make it good how you dare, with what you" & @CRLF & _
                "	dare, and when you dare. Do me right, or I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	protest your cowardice. You have killed a sweet" & @CRLF & _
                "	lady, and her death shall fall heavy on you. Let me" & @CRLF & _
                "	hear from you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Well, I will meet you, so I may have good cheer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	What, a feast, a feast?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	I' faith, I thank him; he hath bid me to a calf's" & @CRLF & _
                "	head and a capon; the which if I do not carve most" & @CRLF & _
                "	curiously, say my knife's naught. Shall I not find" & @CRLF & _
                "	a woodcock too?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Sir, your wit ambles well; it goes easily." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	I'll tell thee how Beatrice praised thy wit the" & @CRLF & _
                "	other day. I said, thou hadst a fine wit: 'True,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	said she, 'a fine little one.' 'No,' said I, 'a" & @CRLF & _
                "	great wit:' 'Right,' says she, 'a great gross one.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Nay,' said I, 'a good wit:' 'Just,' said she, 'it" & @CRLF & _
                "	hurts nobody.' 'Nay,' said I, 'the gentleman" & @CRLF & _
                "	is wise:' 'Certain,' said she, 'a wise gentleman.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Nay,' said I, 'he hath the tongues:' 'That I" & @CRLF & _
                "	believe,' said she, 'for he swore a thing to me on" & @CRLF & _
                "	Monday night, which he forswore on Tuesday morning;" & @CRLF & _
                "	there's a double tongue; there's two tongues.' Thus" & @CRLF & _
                "	did she, an hour together, transshape thy particular" & @CRLF & _
                "	virtues: yet at last she concluded with a sigh, thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	wast the properest man in Italy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	For the which she wept heartily and said she cared" & @CRLF & _
                "	not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Yea, that she did: but yet, for all that, an if she" & @CRLF & _
                "	did not hate him deadly, she would love him dearly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	the old man's daughter told us all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	All, all; and, moreover, God saw him when he was" & @CRLF & _
                "	hid in the garden." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	But when shall we set the savage bull's horns on" & @CRLF & _
                "	the sensible Benedick's head?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Yea, and text underneath, 'Here dwells Benedick the" & @CRLF & _
                "	married man'?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Fare you well, boy: you know my mind. I will leave" & @CRLF & _
                "	you now to your gossip-like humour: you break jests" & @CRLF & _
                "	as braggarts do their blades, which God be thanked," & @CRLF & _
                "	hurt not. My lord, for your many courtesies I thank" & @CRLF & _
                "	you: I must discontinue your company: your brother" & @CRLF & _
                "	the bastard is fled from Messina: you have among" & @CRLF & _
                "	you killed a sweet and innocent lady. For my Lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lackbeard there, he and I shall meet: and, till" & @CRLF & _
                "	then, peace be with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	He is in earnest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	In most profound earnest; and, I'll warrant you, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	the love of Beatrice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	And hath challenged thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Most sincerely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	What a pretty thing man is when he goes in his" & @CRLF & _
                "	doublet and hose and leaves off his wit!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	He is then a giant to an ape; but then is an ape a" & @CRLF & _
                "	doctor to such a man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	But, soft you, let me be: pluck up, my heart, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	be sad. Did he not say, my brother was fled?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DOGBERRY, VERGES, and the Watch, with CONRADE" & @CRLF & _
                "	and BORACHIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Come you, sir: if justice cannot tame you, she" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall ne'er weigh more reasons in her balance: nay," & @CRLF & _
                "	an you be a cursing hypocrite once, you must be looked to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	How now? two of my brother's men bound! Borachio" & @CRLF & _
                "	one!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Hearken after their offence, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Officers, what offence have these men done?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Marry, sir, they have committed false report;" & @CRLF & _
                "	moreover, they have spoken untruths; secondarily," & @CRLF & _
                "	they are slanders; sixth and lastly, they have" & @CRLF & _
                "	belied a lady; thirdly, they have verified unjust" & @CRLF & _
                "	things; and, to conclude, they are lying knaves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	First, I ask thee what they have done; thirdly, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	ask thee what's their offence; sixth and lastly, why" & @CRLF & _
                "	they are committed; and, to conclude, what you lay" & @CRLF & _
                "	to their charge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Rightly reasoned, and in his own division: and, by" & @CRLF & _
                "	my troth, there's one meaning well suited." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Who have you offended, masters, that you are thus" & @CRLF & _
                "	bound to your answer? this learned constable is" & @CRLF & _
                "	too cunning to be understood: what's your offence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Sweet prince, let me go no farther to mine answer:" & @CRLF & _
                "	do you hear me, and let this count kill me. I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	deceived even your very eyes: what your wisdoms" & @CRLF & _
                "	could not discover, these shallow fools have brought" & @CRLF & _
                "	to light: who in the night overheard me confessing" & @CRLF & _
                "	to this man how Don John your brother incensed me" & @CRLF & _
                "	to slander the Lady Hero, how you were brought into" & @CRLF & _
                "	the orchard and saw me court Margaret in Hero's" & @CRLF & _
                "	garments, how you disgraced her, when you should" & @CRLF & _
                "	marry her: my villany they have upon record; which" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had rather seal with my death than repeat over" & @CRLF & _
                "	to my shame. The lady is dead upon mine and my" & @CRLF & _
                "	master's false accusation; and, briefly, I desire" & @CRLF & _
                "	nothing but the reward of a villain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Runs not this speech like iron through your blood?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	I have drunk poison whiles he utter'd it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	But did my brother set thee on to this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Yea, and paid me richly for the practise of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	He is composed and framed of treachery:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fled he is upon this villany." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Sweet Hero! now thy image doth appear" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the rare semblance that I loved it first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Come, bring away the plaintiffs: by this time our" & @CRLF & _
                "	sexton hath reformed Signior Leonato of the matter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	and, masters, do not forget to specify, when time" & @CRLF & _
                "	and place shall serve, that I am an ass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VERGES	Here, here comes master Signior Leonato, and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sexton too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter LEONATO and ANTONIO, with the Sexton]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Which is the villain? let me see his eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, when I note another man like him," & @CRLF & _
                "	I may avoid him: which of these is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	If you would know your wronger, look on me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Art thou the slave that with thy breath hast kill'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine innocent child?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	Yea, even I alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	No, not so, villain; thou beliest thyself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here stand a pair of honourable men;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A third is fled, that had a hand in it." & @CRLF & _
                "	I thank you, princes, for my daughter's death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Record it with your high and worthy deeds:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twas bravely done, if you bethink you of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	I know not how to pray your patience;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet I must speak. Choose your revenge yourself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Impose me to what penance your invention" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can lay upon my sin: yet sinn'd I not" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in mistaking." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	                  By my soul, nor I:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet, to satisfy this good old man," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would bend under any heavy weight" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he'll enjoin me to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	I cannot bid you bid my daughter live;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That were impossible: but, I pray you both," & @CRLF & _
                "	Possess the people in Messina here" & @CRLF & _
                "	How innocent she died; and if your love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can labour ought in sad invention," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hang her an epitaph upon her tomb" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sing it to her bones, sing it to-night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow morning come you to my house," & @CRLF & _
                "	And since you could not be my son-in-law," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be yet my nephew: my brother hath a daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Almost the copy of my child that's dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	And she alone is heir to both of us:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give her the right you should have given her cousin," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so dies my revenge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	O noble sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your over-kindness doth wring tears from me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do embrace your offer; and dispose" & @CRLF & _
                "	For henceforth of poor Claudio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	To-morrow then I will expect your coming;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-night I take my leave. This naughty man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall face to face be brought to Margaret," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who I believe was pack'd in all this wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hired to it by your brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BORACHIO	No, by my soul, she was not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor knew not what she did when she spoke to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	But always hath been just and virtuous" & @CRLF & _
                "	In any thing that I do know by her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Moreover, sir, which indeed is not under white and" & @CRLF & _
                "	black, this plaintiff here, the offender, did call" & @CRLF & _
                "	me ass: I beseech you, let it be remembered in his" & @CRLF & _
                "	punishment. And also, the watch heard them talk of" & @CRLF & _
                "	one Deformed: they say be wears a key in his ear and" & @CRLF & _
                "	a lock hanging by it, and borrows money in God's" & @CRLF & _
                "	name, the which he hath used so long and never paid" & @CRLF & _
                "	that now men grow hard-hearted and will lend nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	for God's sake: pray you, examine him upon that point." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	I thank thee for thy care and honest pains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	Your worship speaks like a most thankful and" & @CRLF & _
                "	reverend youth; and I praise God for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	There's for thy pains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	God save the foundation!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Go, I discharge thee of thy prisoner, and I thank thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DOGBERRY	I leave an arrant knave with your worship; which I" & @CRLF & _
                "	beseech your worship to correct yourself, for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	example of others. God keep your worship! I wish" & @CRLF & _
                "	your worship well; God restore you to health! I" & @CRLF & _
                "	humbly give you leave to depart; and if a merry" & @CRLF & _
                "	meeting may be wished, God prohibit it! Come, neighbour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt DOGBERRY and VERGES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Until to-morrow morning, lords, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Farewell, my lords: we look for you to-morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	We will not fail." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	                  To-night I'll mourn with Hero." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	[To the Watch]  Bring you these fellows on. We'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	talk with Margaret," & @CRLF & _
                "	How her acquaintance grew with this lewd fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt, severally]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	LEONATO'S garden." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BENEDICK and MARGARET, meeting]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Pray thee, sweet Mistress Margaret, deserve well at" & @CRLF & _
                "	my hands by helping me to the speech of Beatrice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	Will you then write me a sonnet in praise of my beauty?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	In so high a style, Margaret, that no man living" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall come over it; for, in most comely truth, thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	deservest it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	To have no man come over me! why, shall I always" & @CRLF & _
                "	keep below stairs?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Thy wit is as quick as the greyhound's mouth; it catches." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	And yours as blunt as the fencer's foils, which hit," & @CRLF & _
                "	but hurt not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	A most manly wit, Margaret; it will not hurt a" & @CRLF & _
                "	woman: and so, I pray thee, call Beatrice: I give" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee the bucklers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	Give us the swords; we have bucklers of our own." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	If you use them, Margaret, you must put in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	pikes with a vice; and they are dangerous weapons for maids." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARET	Well, I will call Beatrice to you, who I think hath legs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	And therefore will come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit MARGARET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The god of love," & @CRLF & _
                "	That sits above," & @CRLF & _
                "	And knows me, and knows me," & @CRLF & _
                "	How pitiful I deserve,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean in singing; but in loving, Leander the good" & @CRLF & _
                "	swimmer, Troilus the first employer of panders, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	a whole bookful of these quondam carpet-mangers," & @CRLF & _
                "	whose names yet run smoothly in the even road of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	blank verse, why, they were never so truly turned" & @CRLF & _
                "	over and over as my poor self in love. Marry, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	cannot show it in rhyme; I have tried: I can find" & @CRLF & _
                "	out no rhyme to 'lady' but 'baby,' an innocent" & @CRLF & _
                "	rhyme; for 'scorn,' 'horn,' a hard rhyme; for," & @CRLF & _
                "	'school,' 'fool,' a babbling rhyme; very ominous" & @CRLF & _
                "	endings: no, I was not born under a rhyming planet," & @CRLF & _
                "	nor I cannot woo in festival terms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BEATRICE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet Beatrice, wouldst thou come when I called thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Yea, signior, and depart when you bid me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	O, stay but till then!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	'Then' is spoken; fare you well now: and yet, ere" & @CRLF & _
                "	I go, let me go with that I came; which is, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	knowing what hath passed between you and Claudio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Only foul words; and thereupon I will kiss thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Foul words is but foul wind, and foul wind is but" & @CRLF & _
                "	foul breath, and foul breath is noisome; therefore I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will depart unkissed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Thou hast frighted the word out of his right sense," & @CRLF & _
                "	so forcible is thy wit. But I must tell thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	plainly, Claudio undergoes my challenge; and either" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must shortly hear from him, or I will subscribe" & @CRLF & _
                "	him a coward. And, I pray thee now, tell me for" & @CRLF & _
                "	which of my bad parts didst thou first fall in love with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	For them all together; which maintained so politic" & @CRLF & _
                "	a state of evil that they will not admit any good" & @CRLF & _
                "	part to intermingle with them. But for which of my" & @CRLF & _
                "	good parts did you first suffer love for me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Suffer love! a good epithet! I do suffer love" & @CRLF & _
                "	indeed, for I love thee against my will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	In spite of your heart, I think; alas, poor heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you spite it for my sake, I will spite it for" & @CRLF & _
                "	yours; for I will never love that which my friend hates." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Thou and I are too wise to woo peaceably." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	It appears not in this confession: there's not one" & @CRLF & _
                "	wise man among twenty that will praise himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	An old, an old instance, Beatrice, that lived in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the lime of good neighbours. If a man do not erect" & @CRLF & _
                "	in this age his own tomb ere he dies, he shall live" & @CRLF & _
                "	no longer in monument than the bell rings and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	widow weeps." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	And how long is that, think you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Question: why, an hour in clamour and a quarter in" & @CRLF & _
                "	rheum: therefore is it most expedient for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	wise, if Don Worm, his conscience, find no" & @CRLF & _
                "	impediment to the contrary, to be the trumpet of his" & @CRLF & _
                "	own virtues, as I am to myself. So much for" & @CRLF & _
                "	praising myself, who, I myself will bear witness, is" & @CRLF & _
                "	praiseworthy: and now tell me, how doth your cousin?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Very ill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	And how do you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Very ill too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Serve God, love me and mend. There will I leave" & @CRLF & _
                "	you too, for here comes one in haste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter URSULA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "URSULA	Madam, you must come to your uncle. Yonder's old" & @CRLF & _
                "	coil at home: it is proved my Lady Hero hath been" & @CRLF & _
                "	falsely accused, the prince and Claudio mightily" & @CRLF & _
                "	abused; and Don John is the author of all, who is" & @CRLF & _
                "	fed and gone. Will you come presently?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Will you go hear this news, signior?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	I will live in thy heart, die in thy lap, and be" & @CRLF & _
                "	buried in thy eyes; and moreover I will go with" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee to thy uncle's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A church." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DON PEDRO, CLAUDIO, and three or four" & @CRLF & _
                "	with tapers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Is this the monument of Leonato?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	It is, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	[Reading out of a scroll]" & @CRLF & _
                "	Done to death by slanderous tongues" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was the Hero that here lies:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Death, in guerdon of her wrongs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gives her fame which never dies." & @CRLF & _
                "	So the life that died with shame" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lives in death with glorious fame." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hang thou there upon the tomb," & @CRLF & _
                "	Praising her when I am dumb." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, music, sound, and sing your solemn hymn." & @CRLF & _
                "	SONG." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pardon, goddess of the night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Those that slew thy virgin knight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the which, with songs of woe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Round about her tomb they go." & @CRLF & _
                "	Midnight, assist our moan;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Help us to sigh and groan," & @CRLF & _
                "	Heavily, heavily:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Graves, yawn and yield your dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till death be uttered," & @CRLF & _
                "	Heavily, heavily." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	     Now, unto thy bones good night!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yearly will I do this rite." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Good morrow, masters; put your torches out:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The wolves have prey'd; and look, the gentle day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before the wheels of Phoebus, round about" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dapples the drowsy east with spots of grey." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thanks to you all, and leave us: fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	     Good morrow, masters: each his several way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Come, let us hence, and put on other weeds;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then to Leonato's we will go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	And Hymen now with luckier issue speed's" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than this for whom we render'd up this woe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	A room in LEONATO'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LEONATO, ANTONIO, BENEDICK, BEATRICE," & @CRLF & _
                "	MARGARET, URSULA, FRIAR FRANCIS, and HERO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR FRANCIS	Did I not tell you she was innocent?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	So are the prince and Claudio, who accused her" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the error that you heard debated:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But Margaret was in some fault for this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although against her will, as it appears" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the true course of all the question." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Well, I am glad that all things sort so well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	And so am I, being else by faith enforced" & @CRLF & _
                "	To call young Claudio to a reckoning for it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Well, daughter, and you gentle-women all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Withdraw into a chamber by yourselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	And when I send for you, come hither mask'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Ladies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The prince and Claudio promised by this hour" & @CRLF & _
                "	To visit me. You know your office, brother:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You must be father to your brother's daughter" & @CRLF & _
                "	And give her to young Claudio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Which I will do with confirm'd countenance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Friar, I must entreat your pains, I think." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR FRANCIS	To do what, signior?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	To bind me, or undo me; one of them." & @CRLF & _
                "	Signior Leonato, truth it is, good signior," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your niece regards me with an eye of favour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	That eye my daughter lent her: 'tis most true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	And I do with an eye of love requite her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	The sight whereof I think you had from me," & @CRLF & _
                "	From Claudio and the prince: but what's your will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Your answer, sir, is enigmatical:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, for my will, my will is your good will" & @CRLF & _
                "	May stand with ours, this day to be conjoin'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the state of honourable marriage:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In which, good friar, I shall desire your help." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	My heart is with your liking." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR FRANCIS	And my help." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes the prince and Claudio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DON PEDRO and CLAUDIO, and two or" & @CRLF & _
                "	three others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Good morrow to this fair assembly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Good morrow, prince; good morrow, Claudio:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We here attend you. Are you yet determined" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-day to marry with my brother's daughter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	I'll hold my mind, were she an Ethiope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Call her forth, brother; here's the friar ready." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit ANTONIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	Good morrow, Benedick. Why, what's the matter," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you have such a February face," & @CRLF & _
                "	So full of frost, of storm and cloudiness?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	I think he thinks upon the savage bull." & @CRLF & _
                "	Tush, fear not, man; we'll tip thy horns with gold" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all Europa shall rejoice at thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	As once Europa did at lusty Jove," & @CRLF & _
                "	When he would play the noble beast in love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Bull Jove, sir, had an amiable low;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And some such strange bull leap'd your father's cow," & @CRLF & _
                "	And got a calf in that same noble feat" & @CRLF & _
                "	Much like to you, for you have just his bleat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	For this I owe you: here comes other reckonings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter ANTONIO, with the Ladies masked]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is the lady I must seize upon?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	This same is she, and I do give you her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Why, then she's mine. Sweet, let me see your face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	No, that you shall not, till you take her hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before this friar and swear to marry her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Give me your hand: before this holy friar," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am your husband, if you like of me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	And when I lived, I was your other wife:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Unmasking]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when you loved, you were my other husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	Another Hero!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	                  Nothing certainer:" & @CRLF & _
                "	One Hero died defiled, but I do live," & @CRLF & _
                "	And surely as I live, I am a maid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	The former Hero! Hero that is dead!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	She died, my lord, but whiles her slander lived." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR FRANCIS	All this amazement can I qualify:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When after that the holy rites are ended," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll tell you largely of fair Hero's death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Meantime let wonder seem familiar," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to the chapel let us presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Soft and fair, friar. Which is Beatrice?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	[Unmasking]  I answer to that name. What is your will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Do not you love me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Why, no; no more than reason." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Why, then your uncle and the prince and Claudio" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have been deceived; they swore you did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Do not you love me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Troth, no; no more than reason." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	Why, then my cousin Margaret and Ursula" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are much deceived; for they did swear you did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	They swore that you were almost sick for me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	They swore that you were well-nigh dead for me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	'Tis no such matter. Then you do not love me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	No, truly, but in friendly recompense." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	Come, cousin, I am sure you love the gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	And I'll be sworn upon't that he loves her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For here's a paper written in his hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	A halting sonnet of his own pure brain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fashion'd to Beatrice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERO	And here's another" & @CRLF & _
                "	Writ in my cousin's hand, stolen from her pocket," & @CRLF & _
                "	Containing her affection unto Benedick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	A miracle! here's our own hands against our hearts." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, I will have thee; but, by this light, I take" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee for pity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BEATRICE	I would not deny you; but, by this good day, I yield" & @CRLF & _
                "	upon great persuasion; and partly to save your life," & @CRLF & _
                "	for I was told you were in a consumption." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Peace! I will stop your mouth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kissing her]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DON PEDRO	How dost thou, Benedick, the married man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	I'll tell thee what, prince; a college of" & @CRLF & _
                "	wit-crackers cannot flout me out of my humour. Dost" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou think I  care for a satire or an epigram? No:" & @CRLF & _
                "	if a man will be beaten with brains, a' shall wear" & @CRLF & _
                "	nothing handsome about him. In brief, since I do" & @CRLF & _
                "	purpose to marry, I will think nothing to any" & @CRLF & _
                "	purpose that the world can say against it; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	therefore never flout at me for what I have said" & @CRLF & _
                "	against it; for man is a giddy thing, and this is my" & @CRLF & _
                "	conclusion. For thy part, Claudio, I did think to" & @CRLF & _
                "	have beaten thee, but in that thou art like to be my" & @CRLF & _
                "	kinsman, live unbruised and love my cousin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLAUDIO	I had well hoped thou wouldst have denied Beatrice," & @CRLF & _
                "	that I might have cudgelled thee out of thy single" & @CRLF & _
                "	life, to make thee a double-dealer; which, out of" & @CRLF & _
                "	question, thou wilt be, if my cousin do not look" & @CRLF & _
                "	exceedingly narrowly to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Come, come, we are friends: let's have a dance ere" & @CRLF & _
                "	we are married, that we may lighten our own hearts" & @CRLF & _
                "	and our wives' heels." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONATO	We'll have dancing afterward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	First, of my word; therefore play, music. Prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	thou art sad; get thee a wife, get thee a wife:" & @CRLF & _
                "	there is no staff more reverend than one tipped with horn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	My lord, your brother John is ta'en in flight," & @CRLF & _
                "	And brought with armed men back to Messina." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENEDICK	Think not on him till to-morrow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll devise thee brave punishments for him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Strike up, pipers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dance]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "	OTHELLO" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	a senator." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Other Senators." & @CRLF & _
                "	(Senator:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Senator:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Senator:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	brother to Brabantio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	kinsman to Brabantio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	a noble Moor in the service of the Venetian state." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	his lieutenant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	his ancient." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	a Venetian gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	Othello's predecessor in the government of Cyprus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Clown, servant to Othello. (Clown:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	daughter to Brabantio and wife to Othello." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	wife to Iago." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	mistress to Cassio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sailor, Messenger, Herald, Officers, Gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Musicians, and Attendants." & @CRLF & _
                "	(Sailor:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Officer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Gentleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Gentleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Gentleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Gentleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Musician:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Venice: a Sea-port in Cyprus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	OTHELLO" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Venice. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter RODERIGO and IAGO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Tush! never tell me; I take it much unkindly" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou, Iago, who hast had my purse" & @CRLF & _
                "	As if the strings were thine, shouldst know of this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	'Sblood, but you will not hear me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever I did dream of such a matter, Abhor me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Thou told'st me thou didst hold him in thy hate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Despise me, if I do not. Three great ones of the city," & @CRLF & _
                "	In personal suit to make me his lieutenant," & @CRLF & _
                "	Off-capp'd to him: and, by the faith of man," & @CRLF & _
                "	I know my price, I am worth no worse a place:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But he; as loving his own pride and purposes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Evades them, with a bombast circumstance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Horribly stuff'd with epithets of war;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in conclusion," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nonsuits my mediators; for, 'Certes,' says he," & @CRLF & _
                "	'I have already chose my officer.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what was he?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forsooth, a great arithmetician," & @CRLF & _
                "	One Michael Cassio, a Florentine," & @CRLF & _
                "	A fellow almost damn'd in a fair wife;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That never set a squadron in the field," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor the division of a battle knows" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than a spinster; unless the bookish theoric," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein the toged consuls can propose" & @CRLF & _
                "	As masterly as he: mere prattle, without practise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is all his soldiership. But he, sir, had the election:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I, of whom his eyes had seen the proof" & @CRLF & _
                "	At Rhodes, at Cyprus and on other grounds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Christian and heathen, must be be-lee'd and calm'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	By debitor and creditor: this counter-caster," & @CRLF & _
                "	He, in good time, must his lieutenant be," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I--God bless the mark!--his Moorship's ancient." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	By heaven, I rather would have been his hangman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Why, there's no remedy; 'tis the curse of service," & @CRLF & _
                "	Preferment goes by letter and affection," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not by old gradation, where each second" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stood heir to the first. Now, sir, be judge yourself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether I in any just term am affined" & @CRLF & _
                "	To love the Moor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	I would not follow him then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	O, sir, content you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I follow him to serve my turn upon him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We cannot all be masters, nor all masters" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot be truly follow'd. You shall mark" & @CRLF & _
                "	Many a duteous and knee-crooking knave," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, doting on his own obsequious bondage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wears out his time, much like his master's ass," & @CRLF & _
                "	For nought but provender, and when he's old, cashier'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whip me such honest knaves. Others there are" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, trimm'd in forms and visages of duty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep yet their hearts attending on themselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, throwing but shows of service on their lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do well thrive by them and when they have lined" & @CRLF & _
                "	their coats" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do themselves homage: these fellows have some soul;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And such a one do I profess myself. For, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is as sure as you are Roderigo," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were I the Moor, I would not be Iago:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In following him, I follow but myself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven is my judge, not I for love and duty," & @CRLF & _
                "	But seeming so, for my peculiar end:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For when my outward action doth demonstrate" & @CRLF & _
                "	The native act and figure of my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	In compliment extern, 'tis not long after" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve" & @CRLF & _
                "	For daws to peck at: I am not what I am." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	What a full fortune does the thicklips owe" & @CRLF & _
                "	If he can carry't thus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Call up her father," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rouse him: make after him, poison his delight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Proclaim him in the streets; incense her kinsmen," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, though he in a fertile climate dwell," & @CRLF & _
                "	Plague him with flies: though that his joy be joy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet throw such changes of vexation on't," & @CRLF & _
                "	As it may lose some colour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Here is her father's house; I'll call aloud." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Do, with like timorous accent and dire yell" & @CRLF & _
                "	As when, by night and negligence, the fire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is spied in populous cities." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	What, ho, Brabantio! Signior Brabantio, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Awake! what, ho, Brabantio! thieves! thieves! thieves!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look to your house, your daughter and your bags!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thieves! thieves!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[BRABANTIO appears above, at a window]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	What is the reason of this terrible summons?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is the matter there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Signior, is all your family within?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Are your doors lock'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	Why, wherefore ask you this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	'Zounds, sir, you're robb'd; for shame, put on" & @CRLF & _
                "	your gown;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your heart is burst, you have lost half your soul;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even now, now, very now, an old black ram" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is topping your white ewe. Arise, arise;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Awake the snorting citizens with the bell," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else the devil will make a grandsire of you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Arise, I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	                  What, have you lost your wits?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Most reverend signior, do you know my voice?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	Not I	what are you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	My name is Roderigo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	The worser welcome:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have charged thee not to haunt about my doors:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In honest plainness thou hast heard me say" & @CRLF & _
                "	My daughter is not for thee; and now, in madness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being full of supper and distempering draughts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon malicious bravery, dost thou come" & @CRLF & _
                "	To start my quiet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Sir, sir, sir,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	                  But thou must needs be sure" & @CRLF & _
                "	My spirit and my place have in them power" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make this bitter to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Patience, good sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	What tell'st thou me of robbing? this is Venice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My house is not a grange." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Most grave Brabantio," & @CRLF & _
                "	In simple and pure soul I come to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	'Zounds, sir, you are one of those that will not" & @CRLF & _
                "	serve God, if the devil bid you. Because we come to" & @CRLF & _
                "	do you service and you think we are ruffians, you'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	have your daughter covered with a Barbary horse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	you'll have your nephews neigh to you; you'll have" & @CRLF & _
                "	coursers for cousins and gennets for germans." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	What profane wretch art thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I am one, sir, that comes to tell you your daughter" & @CRLF & _
                "	and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	Thou art a villain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	You are--a senator." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	This thou shalt answer; I know thee, Roderigo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Sir, I will answer any thing. But, I beseech you," & @CRLF & _
                "	If't be your pleasure and most wise consent," & @CRLF & _
                "	As partly I find it is, that your fair daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	At this odd-even and dull watch o' the night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Transported, with no worse nor better guard" & @CRLF & _
                "	But with a knave of common hire, a gondolier," & @CRLF & _
                "	To the gross clasps of a lascivious Moor--" & @CRLF & _
                "	If this be known to you and your allowance," & @CRLF & _
                "	We then have done you bold and saucy wrongs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if you know not this, my manners tell me" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have your wrong rebuke. Do not believe" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, from the sense of all civility," & @CRLF & _
                "	I thus would play and trifle with your reverence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your daughter, if you have not given her leave," & @CRLF & _
                "	I say again, hath made a gross revolt;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tying her duty, beauty, wit and fortunes" & @CRLF & _
                "	In an extravagant and wheeling stranger" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of here and every where. Straight satisfy yourself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If she be in her chamber or your house," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let loose on me the justice of the state" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thus deluding you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	Strike on the tinder, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me a taper! call up all my people!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This accident is not unlike my dream:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Belief of it oppresses me already." & @CRLF & _
                "	Light, I say! light!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit above]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Farewell; for I must leave you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It seems not meet, nor wholesome to my place," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be produced--as, if I stay, I shall--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the Moor: for, I do know, the state," & @CRLF & _
                "	However this may gall him with some cheque," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot with safety cast him, for he's embark'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With such loud reason to the Cyprus wars," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which even now stand in act, that, for their souls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Another of his fathom they have none," & @CRLF & _
                "	To lead their business: in which regard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though I do hate him as I do hell-pains." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, for necessity of present life," & @CRLF & _
                "	I must show out a flag and sign of love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is indeed but sign. That you shall surely find him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lead to the Sagittary the raised search;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And there will I be with him. So, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, below, BRABANTIO, and Servants with torches]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	It is too true an evil: gone she is;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what's to come of my despised time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is nought but bitterness. Now, Roderigo," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where didst thou see her? O unhappy girl!" & @CRLF & _
                "	With the Moor, say'st thou? Who would be a father!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How didst thou know 'twas she? O she deceives me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Past thought! What said she to you? Get more tapers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Raise all my kindred. Are they married, think you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Truly, I think they are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	O heaven! How got she out? O treason of the blood!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fathers, from hence trust not your daughters' minds" & @CRLF & _
                "	By what you see them act. Is there not charms" & @CRLF & _
                "	By which the property of youth and maidhood" & @CRLF & _
                "	May be abused? Have you not read, Roderigo," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of some such thing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Yes, sir, I have indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	Call up my brother. O, would you had had her!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some one way, some another. Do you know" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where we may apprehend her and the Moor?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	I think I can discover him, if you please," & @CRLF & _
                "	To get good guard and go along with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	Pray you, lead on. At every house I'll call;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I may command at most. Get weapons, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And raise some special officers of night." & @CRLF & _
                "	On, good Roderigo: I'll deserve your pains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	OTHELLO" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Another street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OTHELLO, IAGO, and Attendants with torches]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Though in the trade of war I have slain men," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet do I hold it very stuff o' the conscience" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do no contrived murder: I lack iniquity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sometimes to do me service: nine or ten times" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had thought to have yerk'd him here under the ribs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	'Tis better as it is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Nay, but he prated," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And spoke such scurvy and provoking terms" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against your honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, with the little godliness I have," & @CRLF & _
                "	I did full hard forbear him. But, I pray you, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are you fast married? Be assured of this," & @CRLF & _
                "	That the magnifico is much beloved," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hath in his effect a voice potential" & @CRLF & _
                "	As double as the duke's: he will divorce you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or put upon you what restraint and grievance" & @CRLF & _
                "	The law, with all his might to enforce it on," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will give him cable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Let him do his spite:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My services which I have done the signiory" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall out-tongue his complaints. 'Tis yet to know,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, when I know that boasting is an honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall promulgate--I fetch my life and being" & @CRLF & _
                "	From men of royal siege, and my demerits" & @CRLF & _
                "	May speak unbonneted to as proud a fortune" & @CRLF & _
                "	As this that I have reach'd: for know, Iago," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that I love the gentle Desdemona," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not my unhoused free condition" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put into circumscription and confine" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the sea's worth. But, look! what lights come yond?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Those are the raised father and his friends:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You were best go in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Not I	I must be found:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My parts, my title and my perfect soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall manifest me rightly. Is it they?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	By Janus, I think no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CASSIO, and certain Officers with torches]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	The servants of the duke, and my lieutenant." & @CRLF & _
                "	The goodness of the night upon you, friends!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is the news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	                  The duke does greet you, general," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he requires your haste-post-haste appearance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even on the instant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	What is the matter, think you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Something from Cyprus as I may divine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a business of some heat: the galleys" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have sent a dozen sequent messengers" & @CRLF & _
                "	This very night at one another's heels," & @CRLF & _
                "	And many of the consuls, raised and met," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are at the duke's already: you have been" & @CRLF & _
                "	hotly call'd for;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When, being not at your lodging to be found," & @CRLF & _
                "	The senate hath sent about three several guests" & @CRLF & _
                "	To search you out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	'Tis well I am found by you." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will but spend a word here in the house," & @CRLF & _
                "	And go with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	                  Ancient, what makes he here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	'Faith, he to-night hath boarded a land carack:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If it prove lawful prize, he's made for ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	I do not understand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	He's married." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	To who?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter OTHELLO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Marry, to--Come, captain, will you go?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Have with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Here comes another troop to seek for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	It is Brabantio. General, be advised;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He comes to bad intent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BRABANTIO, RODERIGO, and Officers with" & @CRLF & _
                "	torches and weapons]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Holla! stand there!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Signior, it is the Moor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	Down with him, thief!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They draw on both sides]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	You, Roderigo! come, sir, I am for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Keep up your bright swords, for the dew will rust them." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good signior, you shall more command with years" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than with your weapons." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	O thou foul thief, where hast thou stow'd my daughter?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Damn'd as thou art, thou hast enchanted her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I'll refer me to all things of sense," & @CRLF & _
                "	If she in chains of magic were not bound," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether a maid so tender, fair and happy," & @CRLF & _
                "	So opposite to marriage that she shunned" & @CRLF & _
                "	The wealthy curled darlings of our nation," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would ever have, to incur a general mock," & @CRLF & _
                "	Run from her guardage to the sooty bosom" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of such a thing as thou, to fear, not to delight." & @CRLF & _
                "	Judge me the world, if 'tis not gross in sense" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou hast practised on her with foul charms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Abused her delicate youth with drugs or minerals" & @CRLF & _
                "	That weaken motion: I'll have't disputed on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis probable and palpable to thinking." & @CRLF & _
                "	I therefore apprehend and do attach thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	For an abuser of the world, a practiser" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of arts inhibited and out of warrant." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lay hold upon him: if he do resist," & @CRLF & _
                "	Subdue him at his peril." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Hold your hands," & @CRLF & _
                "	Both you of my inclining, and the rest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were it my cue to fight, I should have known it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without a prompter. Where will you that I go" & @CRLF & _
                "	To answer this your charge?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	To prison, till fit time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of law and course of direct session" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call thee to answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	What if I do obey?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How may the duke be therewith satisfied," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose messengers are here about my side," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon some present business of the state" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bring me to him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Officer	'Tis true, most worthy signior;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The duke's in council and your noble self," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am sure, is sent for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	How! the duke in council!" & @CRLF & _
                "	In this time of the night! Bring him away:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine's not an idle cause: the duke himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or any of my brothers of the state," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot but feel this wrong as 'twere their own;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For if such actions may have passage free," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bond-slaves and pagans shall our statesmen be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	OTHELLO" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A council-chamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The DUKE and Senators sitting at a table; Officers" & @CRLF & _
                "	attending]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	There is no composition in these news" & @CRLF & _
                "	That gives them credit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Indeed, they are disproportion'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My letters say a hundred and seven galleys." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	And mine, a hundred and forty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	And mine, two hundred:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But though they jump not on a just account,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As in these cases, where the aim reports," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis oft with difference--yet do they all confirm" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Turkish fleet, and bearing up to Cyprus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	Nay, it is possible enough to judgment:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do not so secure me in the error," & @CRLF & _
                "	But the main article I do approve" & @CRLF & _
                "	In fearful sense." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sailor	[Within]  What, ho! what, ho! what, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Officer	A messenger from the galleys." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Sailor]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	Now, what's the business?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sailor	The Turkish preparation makes for Rhodes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So was I bid report here to the state" & @CRLF & _
                "	By Signior Angelo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	How say you by this change?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	This cannot be," & @CRLF & _
                "	By no assay of reason: 'tis a pageant," & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep us in false gaze. When we consider" & @CRLF & _
                "	The importancy of Cyprus to the Turk," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let ourselves again but understand," & @CRLF & _
                "	That as it more concerns the Turk than Rhodes," & @CRLF & _
                "	So may he with more facile question bear it," & @CRLF & _
                "	For that it stands not in such warlike brace," & @CRLF & _
                "	But altogether lacks the abilities" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Rhodes is dress'd in: if we make thought of this," & @CRLF & _
                "	We must not think the Turk is so unskilful" & @CRLF & _
                "	To leave that latest which concerns him first," & @CRLF & _
                "	Neglecting an attempt of ease and gain," & @CRLF & _
                "	To wake and wage a danger profitless." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	Nay, in all confidence, he's not for Rhodes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Officer	Here is more news." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	The Ottomites, reverend and gracious," & @CRLF & _
                "	Steering with due course towards the isle of Rhodes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have there injointed them with an after fleet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Ay, so I thought. How many, as you guess?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Of thirty sail: and now they do restem" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their backward course, bearing with frank appearance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their purposes toward Cyprus. Signior Montano," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your trusty and most valiant servitor," & @CRLF & _
                "	With his free duty recommends you thus," & @CRLF & _
                "	And prays you to believe him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	'Tis certain, then, for Cyprus." & @CRLF & _
                "	Marcus Luccicos, is not he in town?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	He's now in Florence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	Write from us to him; post-post-haste dispatch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Here comes Brabantio and the valiant Moor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BRABANTIO, OTHELLO, IAGO, RODERIGO, and Officers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	Valiant Othello, we must straight employ you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the general enemy Ottoman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To BRABANTIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I did not see you; welcome, gentle signior;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We lack'd your counsel and your help tonight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	So did I yours. Good your grace, pardon me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Neither my place nor aught I heard of business" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath raised me from my bed, nor doth the general care" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take hold on me, for my particular grief" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is of so flood-gate and o'erbearing nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	That it engluts and swallows other sorrows" & @CRLF & _
                "	And it is still itself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	Why, what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	My daughter! O, my daughter!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	|	Dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "Senator	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	Ay, to me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is abused, stol'n from me, and corrupted" & @CRLF & _
                "	By spells and medicines bought of mountebanks;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For nature so preposterously to err," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being not deficient, blind, or lame of sense," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sans witchcraft could not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	Whoe'er he be that in this foul proceeding" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath thus beguiled your daughter of herself" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you of her, the bloody book of law" & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall yourself read in the bitter letter" & @CRLF & _
                "	After your own sense, yea, though our proper son" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stood in your action." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	Humbly I thank your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is the man, this Moor, whom now, it seems," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your special mandate for the state-affairs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath hither brought." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|                 We are very sorry for't." & @CRLF & _
                "Senator	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	[To OTHELLO]  What, in your own part, can you say to this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	Nothing, but this is so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors," & @CRLF & _
                "	My very noble and approved good masters," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is most true; true, I have married her:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very head and front of my offending" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech," & @CRLF & _
                "	And little bless'd with the soft phrase of peace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For since these arms of mine had seven years' pith," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till now some nine moons wasted, they have used" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their dearest action in the tented field," & @CRLF & _
                "	And little of this great world can I speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	More than pertains to feats of broil and battle," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore little shall I grace my cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	In speaking for myself. Yet, by your gracious patience," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will a round unvarnish'd tale deliver" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my whole course of love; what drugs, what charms," & @CRLF & _
                "	What conjuration and what mighty magic," & @CRLF & _
                "	For such proceeding I am charged withal," & @CRLF & _
                "	I won his daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	A maiden never bold;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of spirit so still and quiet, that her motion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blush'd at herself; and she, in spite of nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of years, of country, credit, every thing," & @CRLF & _
                "	To fall in love with what she fear'd to look on!" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a judgment maim'd and most imperfect" & @CRLF & _
                "	That will confess perfection so could err" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against all rules of nature, and must be driven" & @CRLF & _
                "	To find out practises of cunning hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why this should be. I therefore vouch again" & @CRLF & _
                "	That with some mixtures powerful o'er the blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or with some dram conjured to this effect," & @CRLF & _
                "	He wrought upon her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	To vouch this, is no proof," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without more wider and more overt test" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than these thin habits and poor likelihoods" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of modern seeming do prefer against him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	But, Othello, speak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did you by indirect and forced courses" & @CRLF & _
                "	Subdue and poison this young maid's affections?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or came it by request and such fair question" & @CRLF & _
                "	As soul to soul affordeth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I do beseech you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Send for the lady to the Sagittary," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let her speak of me before her father:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you do find me foul in her report," & @CRLF & _
                "	The trust, the office I do hold of you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not only take away, but let your sentence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even fall upon my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	Fetch Desdemona hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Ancient, conduct them: you best know the place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt IAGO and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, till she come, as truly as to heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do confess the vices of my blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	So justly to your grave ears I'll present" & @CRLF & _
                "	How I did thrive in this fair lady's love," & @CRLF & _
                "	And she in mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	Say it, Othello." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Her father loved me; oft invited me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Still question'd me the story of my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	From year to year, the battles, sieges, fortunes," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have passed." & @CRLF & _
                "	I ran it through, even from my boyish days," & @CRLF & _
                "	To the very moment that he bade me tell it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of moving accidents by flood and field" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of hair-breadth scapes i' the imminent deadly breach," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of being taken by the insolent foe" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sold to slavery, of my redemption thence" & @CRLF & _
                "	And portance in my travels' history:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein of antres vast and deserts idle," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rough quarries, rocks and hills whose heads touch heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	It was my hint to speak,--such was the process;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And of the Cannibals that each other eat," & @CRLF & _
                "	The Anthropophagi and men whose heads" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do grow beneath their shoulders. This to hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would Desdemona seriously incline:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But still the house-affairs would draw her thence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which ever as she could with haste dispatch," & @CRLF & _
                "	She'ld come again, and with a greedy ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Devour up my discourse: which I observing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Took once a pliant hour, and found good means" & @CRLF & _
                "	To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I would all my pilgrimage dilate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereof by parcels she had something heard," & @CRLF & _
                "	But not intentively: I did consent," & @CRLF & _
                "	And often did beguile her of her tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I did speak of some distressful stroke" & @CRLF & _
                "	That my youth suffer'd. My story being done," & @CRLF & _
                "	She gave me for my pains a world of sighs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She swore, in faith, twas strange, 'twas passing strange," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	That heaven had made her such a man: she thank'd me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bade me, if I had a friend that loved her," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should but teach him how to tell my story." & @CRLF & _
                "	And that would woo her. Upon this hint I spake:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She loved me for the dangers I had pass'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I loved her that she did pity them." & @CRLF & _
                "	This only is the witchcraft I have used:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes the lady; let her witness it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DESDEMONA, IAGO, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	I think this tale would win my daughter too." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good Brabantio," & @CRLF & _
                "	Take up this mangled matter at the best:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Men do their broken weapons rather use" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than their bare hands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	I pray you, hear her speak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If she confess that she was half the wooer," & @CRLF & _
                "	Destruction on my head, if my bad blame" & @CRLF & _
                "	Light on the man! Come hither, gentle mistress:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you perceive in all this noble company" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where most you owe obedience?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	My noble father," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do perceive here a divided duty:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To you I am bound for life and education;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My life and education both do learn me" & @CRLF & _
                "	How to respect you; you are the lord of duty;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am hitherto your daughter: but here's my husband," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so much duty as my mother show'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To you, preferring you before her father," & @CRLF & _
                "	So much I challenge that I may profess" & @CRLF & _
                "	Due to the Moor my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	God be wi' you! I have done." & @CRLF & _
                "	Please it your grace, on to the state-affairs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had rather to adopt a child than get it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come hither, Moor:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I here do give thee that with all my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, but thou hast already, with all my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would keep from thee. For your sake, jewel," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am glad at soul I have no other child:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thy escape would teach me tyranny," & @CRLF & _
                "	To hang clogs on them. I have done, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	Let me speak like yourself, and lay a sentence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, as a grise or step, may help these lovers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into your favour." & @CRLF & _
                "	When remedies are past, the griefs are ended" & @CRLF & _
                "	By seeing the worst, which late on hopes depended." & @CRLF & _
                "	To mourn a mischief that is past and gone" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is the next way to draw new mischief on." & @CRLF & _
                "	What cannot be preserved when fortune takes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Patience her injury a mockery makes." & @CRLF & _
                "	The robb'd that smiles steals something from the thief;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He robs himself that spends a bootless grief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	So let the Turk of Cyprus us beguile;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We lose it not, so long as we can smile." & @CRLF & _
                "	He bears the sentence well that nothing bears" & @CRLF & _
                "	But the free comfort which from thence he hears," & @CRLF & _
                "	But he bears both the sentence and the sorrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, to pay grief, must of poor patience borrow." & @CRLF & _
                "	These sentences, to sugar, or to gall," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being strong on both sides, are equivocal:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But words are words; I never yet did hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	That the bruised heart was pierced through the ear." & @CRLF & _
                "	I humbly beseech you, proceed to the affairs of state." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	The Turk with a most mighty preparation makes for" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cyprus. Othello, the fortitude of the place is best" & @CRLF & _
                "	known to you; and though we have there a substitute" & @CRLF & _
                "	of most allowed sufficiency, yet opinion, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	sovereign mistress of effects, throws a more safer" & @CRLF & _
                "	voice on you: you must therefore be content to" & @CRLF & _
                "	slubber the gloss of your new fortunes with this" & @CRLF & _
                "	more stubborn and boisterous expedition." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	The tyrant custom, most grave senators," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath made the flinty and steel couch of war" & @CRLF & _
                "	My thrice-driven bed of down: I do agnise" & @CRLF & _
                "	A natural and prompt alacrity" & @CRLF & _
                "	I find in hardness, and do undertake" & @CRLF & _
                "	These present wars against the Ottomites." & @CRLF & _
                "	Most humbly therefore bending to your state," & @CRLF & _
                "	I crave fit disposition for my wife." & @CRLF & _
                "	Due reference of place and exhibition," & @CRLF & _
                "	With such accommodation and besort" & @CRLF & _
                "	As levels with her breeding." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	If you please," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be't at her father's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	I'll not have it so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Nor I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	     Nor I; I would not there reside," & @CRLF & _
                "	To put my father in impatient thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	By being in his eye. Most gracious duke," & @CRLF & _
                "	To my unfolding lend your prosperous ear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let me find a charter in your voice," & @CRLF & _
                "	To assist my simpleness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	What would You, Desdemona?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	That I did love the Moor to live with him," & @CRLF & _
                "	My downright violence and storm of fortunes" & @CRLF & _
                "	May trumpet to the world: my heart's subdued" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to the very quality of my lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw Othello's visage in his mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to his honour and his valiant parts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did I my soul and fortunes consecrate." & @CRLF & _
                "	So that, dear lords, if I be left behind," & @CRLF & _
                "	A moth of peace, and he go to the war," & @CRLF & _
                "	The rites for which I love him are bereft me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I a heavy interim shall support" & @CRLF & _
                "	By his dear absence. Let me go with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Let her have your voices." & @CRLF & _
                "	Vouch with me, heaven, I therefore beg it not," & @CRLF & _
                "	To please the palate of my appetite," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor to comply with heat--the young affects" & @CRLF & _
                "	In me defunct--and proper satisfaction." & @CRLF & _
                "	But to be free and bounteous to her mind:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And heaven defend your good souls, that you think" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will your serious and great business scant" & @CRLF & _
                "	For she is with me: no, when light-wing'd toys" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of feather'd Cupid seal with wanton dullness" & @CRLF & _
                "	My speculative and officed instruments," & @CRLF & _
                "	That my disports corrupt and taint my business," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let housewives make a skillet of my helm," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all indign and base adversities" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make head against my estimation!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	Be it as you shall privately determine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Either for her stay or going: the affair cries haste," & @CRLF & _
                "	And speed must answer it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	You must away to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	With all my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	At nine i' the morning here we'll meet again." & @CRLF & _
                "	Othello, leave some officer behind," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he shall our commission bring to you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With such things else of quality and respect" & @CRLF & _
                "	As doth import you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	So please your grace, my ancient;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A man he is of honest and trust:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To his conveyance I assign my wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	With what else needful your good grace shall think" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be sent after me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF VENICE	Let it be so." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good night to every one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To BRABANTIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		   And, noble signior," & @CRLF & _
                "	If virtue no delighted beauty lack," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your son-in-law is far more fair than black." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Adieu, brave Moor, use Desdemona well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BRABANTIO	Look to her, Moor, if thou hast eyes to see:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She has deceived her father, and may thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt DUKE OF VENICE, Senators, Officers, &c]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	My life upon her faith! Honest Iago," & @CRLF & _
                "	My Desdemona must I leave to thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, let thy wife attend on her:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring them after in the best advantage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, Desdemona: I have but an hour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of love, of worldly matters and direction," & @CRLF & _
                "	To spend with thee: we must obey the time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt OTHELLO and DESDEMONA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Iago,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	What say'st thou, noble heart?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	What will I do, thinkest thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Why, go to bed, and sleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	I will incontinently drown myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	If thou dost, I shall never love thee after. Why," & @CRLF & _
                "	thou silly gentleman!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	It is silliness to live when to live is torment; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	then have we a prescription to die when death is our physician." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	O villainous! I have looked upon the world for four" & @CRLF & _
                "	times seven years; and since I could distinguish" & @CRLF & _
                "	betwixt a benefit and an injury, I never found man" & @CRLF & _
                "	that knew how to love himself. Ere I would say, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	would drown myself for the love of a guinea-hen, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	would change my humanity with a baboon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	What should I do? I confess it is my shame to be so" & @CRLF & _
                "	fond; but it is not in my virtue to amend it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Virtue! a fig! 'tis in ourselves that we are thus" & @CRLF & _
                "	or thus. Our bodies are our gardens, to the which" & @CRLF & _
                "	our wills are gardeners: so that if we will plant" & @CRLF & _
                "	nettles, or sow lettuce, set hyssop and weed up" & @CRLF & _
                "	thyme, supply it with one gender of herbs, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	distract it with many, either to have it sterile" & @CRLF & _
                "	with idleness, or manured with industry, why, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	power and corrigible authority of this lies in our" & @CRLF & _
                "	wills. If the balance of our lives had not one" & @CRLF & _
                "	scale of reason to poise another of sensuality, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	blood and baseness of our natures would conduct us" & @CRLF & _
                "	to most preposterous conclusions: but we have" & @CRLF & _
                "	reason to cool our raging motions, our carnal" & @CRLF & _
                "	stings, our unbitted lusts, whereof I take this that" & @CRLF & _
                "	you call love to be a sect or scion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	It cannot be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	It is merely a lust of the blood and a permission of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the will. Come, be a man. Drown thyself! drown" & @CRLF & _
                "	cats and blind puppies. I have professed me thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	friend and I confess me knit to thy deserving with" & @CRLF & _
                "	cables of perdurable toughness; I could never" & @CRLF & _
                "	better stead thee than now. Put money in thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	purse; follow thou the wars; defeat thy favour with" & @CRLF & _
                "	an usurped beard; I say, put money in thy purse. It" & @CRLF & _
                "	cannot be that Desdemona should long continue her" & @CRLF & _
                "	love to the Moor,-- put money in thy purse,--nor he" & @CRLF & _
                "	his to her: it was a violent commencement, and thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	shalt see an answerable sequestration:--put but" & @CRLF & _
                "	money in thy purse. These Moors are changeable in" & @CRLF & _
                "	their wills: fill thy purse with money:--the food" & @CRLF & _
                "	that to him now is as luscious as locusts, shall be" & @CRLF & _
                "	to him shortly as bitter as coloquintida. She must" & @CRLF & _
                "	change for youth: when she is sated with his body," & @CRLF & _
                "	she will find the error of her choice: she must" & @CRLF & _
                "	have change, she must: therefore put money in thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	purse. If thou wilt needs damn thyself, do it a" & @CRLF & _
                "	more delicate way than drowning. Make all the money" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou canst: if sanctimony and a frail vow betwixt" & @CRLF & _
                "	an erring barbarian and a supersubtle Venetian not" & @CRLF & _
                "	too hard for my wits and all the tribe of hell, thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	shalt enjoy her; therefore make money. A pox of" & @CRLF & _
                "	drowning thyself! it is clean out of the way: seek" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou rather to be hanged in compassing thy joy than" & @CRLF & _
                "	to be drowned and go without her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Wilt thou be fast to my hopes, if I depend on" & @CRLF & _
                "	the issue?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Thou art sure of me:--go, make money:--I have told" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee often, and I re-tell thee again and again, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	hate the Moor: my cause is hearted; thine hath no" & @CRLF & _
                "	less reason. Let us be conjunctive in our revenge" & @CRLF & _
                "	against him: if thou canst cuckold him, thou dost" & @CRLF & _
                "	thyself a pleasure, me a sport. There are many" & @CRLF & _
                "	events in the womb of time which will be delivered." & @CRLF & _
                "	Traverse! go, provide thy money. We will have more" & @CRLF & _
                "	of this to-morrow. Adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Where shall we meet i' the morning?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	At my lodging." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	I'll be with thee betimes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Go to; farewell. Do you hear, Roderigo?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	What say you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	No more of drowning, do you hear?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	I am changed: I'll go sell all my land." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Thus do I ever make my fool my purse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I mine own gain'd knowledge should profane," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I would time expend with such a snipe." & @CRLF & _
                "	But for my sport and profit. I hate the Moor:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And it is thought abroad, that 'twixt my sheets" & @CRLF & _
                "	He has done my office: I know not if't be true;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I, for mere suspicion in that kind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will do as if for surety. He holds me well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The better shall my purpose work on him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Cassio's a proper man: let me see now:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To get his place and to plume up my will" & @CRLF & _
                "	In double knavery--How, how? Let's see:--" & @CRLF & _
                "	After some time, to abuse Othello's ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he is too familiar with his wife." & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath a person and a smooth dispose" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be suspected, framed to make women false." & @CRLF & _
                "	The Moor is of a free and open nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thinks men honest that but seem to be so," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will as tenderly be led by the nose" & @CRLF & _
                "	As asses are." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have't. It is engender'd. Hell and night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must bring this monstrous birth to the world's light." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	OTHELLO" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A Sea-port in Cyprus. An open place near the quay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MONTANO and two Gentlemen]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	What from the cape can you discern at sea?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Nothing at all: it is a highwrought flood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot, 'twixt the heaven and the main," & @CRLF & _
                "	Descry a sail." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	Methinks the wind hath spoke aloud at land;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A fuller blast ne'er shook our battlements:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If it hath ruffian'd so upon the sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	What ribs of oak, when mountains melt on them," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can hold the mortise? What shall we hear of this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	A segregation of the Turkish fleet:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	For do but stand upon the foaming shore," & @CRLF & _
                "	The chidden billow seems to pelt the clouds;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The wind-shaked surge, with high and monstrous mane," & @CRLF & _
                "	seems to cast water on the burning bear," & @CRLF & _
                "	And quench the guards of the ever-fixed pole:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I never did like molestation view" & @CRLF & _
                "	On the enchafed flood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	If that the Turkish fleet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not enshelter'd and embay'd, they are drown'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is impossible they bear it out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a third Gentleman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Gentleman	News, lads! our wars are done." & @CRLF & _
                "	The desperate tempest hath so bang'd the Turks," & @CRLF & _
                "	That their designment halts: a noble ship of Venice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath seen a grievous wreck and sufferance" & @CRLF & _
                "	On most part of their fleet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	How! is this true?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Gentleman	The ship is here put in," & @CRLF & _
                "	A Veronesa; Michael Cassio," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lieutenant to the warlike Moor Othello," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is come on shore: the Moor himself at sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	And is in full commission here for Cyprus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	I am glad on't; 'tis a worthy governor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Gentleman	But this same Cassio, though he speak of comfort" & @CRLF & _
                "	Touching the Turkish loss, yet he looks sadly," & @CRLF & _
                "	And prays the Moor be safe; for they were parted" & @CRLF & _
                "	With foul and violent tempest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	Pray heavens he be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I have served him, and the man commands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a full soldier. Let's to the seaside, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "	As well to see the vessel that's come in" & @CRLF & _
                "	As to throw out our eyes for brave Othello," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even till we make the main and the aerial blue" & @CRLF & _
                "	An indistinct regard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Gentleman	Come, let's do so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For every minute is expectancy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of more arrivance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CASSIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Thanks, you the valiant of this warlike isle," & @CRLF & _
                "	That so approve the Moor! O, let the heavens" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give him defence against the elements," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I have lost us him on a dangerous sea." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	Is he well shipp'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	His bark is stoutly timber'd, his pilot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of very expert and approved allowance;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore my hopes, not surfeited to death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand in bold cure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A cry within 'A sail, a sail, a sail!']" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a fourth Gentleman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	What noise?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Gentleman	The town is empty; on the brow o' the sea" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand ranks of people, and they cry 'A sail!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	My hopes do shape him for the governor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Guns heard]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentlemen	They do discharge their shot of courtesy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our friends at least." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	I pray you, sir, go forth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And give us truth who 'tis that is arrived." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	I shall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	But, good lieutenant, is your general wived?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Most fortunately: he hath achieved a maid" & @CRLF & _
                "	That paragons description and wild fame;" & @CRLF & _
                "	One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the essential vesture of creation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Does tire the ingener." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter second Gentleman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now! who has put in?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	'Tis one Iago, ancient to the general." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Has had most favourable and happy speed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tempests themselves, high seas, and howling winds," & @CRLF & _
                "	The gutter'd rocks and congregated sands--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Traitors ensteep'd to clog the guiltless keel,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As having sense of beauty, do omit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their mortal natures, letting go safely by" & @CRLF & _
                "	The divine Desdemona." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	What is she?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	She that I spake of, our great captain's captain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Left in the conduct of the bold Iago," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose footing here anticipates our thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	A se'nnight's speed. Great Jove, Othello guard," & @CRLF & _
                "	And swell his sail with thine own powerful breath," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he may bless this bay with his tall ship," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make love's quick pants in Desdemona's arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give renew'd fire to our extincted spirits" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring all Cyprus comfort!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DESDEMONA, EMILIA, IAGO, RODERIGO, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		        O, behold," & @CRLF & _
                "	The riches of the ship is come on shore!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ye men of Cyprus, let her have your knees." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hail to thee, lady! and the grace of heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before, behind thee, and on every hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Enwheel thee round!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	I thank you, valiant Cassio." & @CRLF & _
                "	What tidings can you tell me of my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	He is not yet arrived: nor know I aught" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that he's well and will be shortly here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	O, but I fear--How lost you company?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	The great contention of the sea and skies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Parted our fellowship--But, hark! a sail." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Within 'A sail, a sail!' Guns heard]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	They give their greeting to the citadel;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This likewise is a friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	See for the news." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Gentleman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good ancient, you are welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To EMILIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		         Welcome, mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let it not gall your patience, good Iago," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I extend my manners; 'tis my breeding" & @CRLF & _
                "	That gives me this bold show of courtesy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kissing her]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Sir, would she give you so much of her lips" & @CRLF & _
                "	As of her tongue she oft bestows on me," & @CRLF & _
                "	You'll have enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Alas, she has no speech." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	In faith, too much;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I find it still, when I have list to sleep:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Marry, before your ladyship, I grant," & @CRLF & _
                "	She puts her tongue a little in her heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	And chides with thinking." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	You have little cause to say so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Come on, come on; you are pictures out of doors," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bells in your parlors, wild-cats in your kitchens," & @CRLF & _
                "	Saints m your injuries, devils being offended," & @CRLF & _
                "	Players in your housewifery, and housewives' in your beds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	O, fie upon thee, slanderer!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Nay, it is true, or else I am a Turk:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You rise to play and go to bed to work." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	You shall not write my praise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	No, let me not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	What wouldst thou write of me, if thou shouldst" & @CRLF & _
                "	praise me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	O gentle lady, do not put me to't;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am nothing, if not critical." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Come on assay. There's one gone to the harbour?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Ay, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	I am not merry; but I do beguile" & @CRLF & _
                "	The thing I am, by seeming otherwise." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, how wouldst thou praise me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I am about it; but indeed my invention" & @CRLF & _
                "	Comes from my pate as birdlime does from frize;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It plucks out brains and all: but my Muse labours," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thus she is deliver'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	If she be fair and wise, fairness and wit," & @CRLF & _
                "	The one's for use, the other useth it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Well praised! How if she be black and witty?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	If she be black, and thereto have a wit," & @CRLF & _
                "	She'll find a white that shall her blackness fit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Worse and worse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	How if fair and foolish?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	She never yet was foolish that was fair;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For even her folly help'd her to an heir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	These are old fond paradoxes to make fools laugh i'" & @CRLF & _
                "	the alehouse. What miserable praise hast thou for" & @CRLF & _
                "	her that's foul and foolish?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	There's none so foul and foolish thereunto," & @CRLF & _
                "	But does foul pranks which fair and wise ones do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	O heavy ignorance! thou praisest the worst best." & @CRLF & _
                "	But what praise couldst thou bestow on a deserving" & @CRLF & _
                "	woman indeed, one that, in the authority of her" & @CRLF & _
                "	merit, did justly put on the vouch of very malice itself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	She that was ever fair and never proud," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had tongue at will and yet was never loud," & @CRLF & _
                "	Never lack'd gold and yet went never gay," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fled from her wish and yet said 'Now I may,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	She that being anger'd, her revenge being nigh," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bade her wrong stay and her displeasure fly," & @CRLF & _
                "	She that in wisdom never was so frail" & @CRLF & _
                "	To change the cod's head for the salmon's tail;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She that could think and ne'er disclose her mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	See suitors following and not look behind," & @CRLF & _
                "	She was a wight, if ever such wight were,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	To do what?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	To suckle fools and chronicle small beer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	O most lame and impotent conclusion! Do not learn" & @CRLF & _
                "	of him, Emilia, though he be thy husband. How say" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, Cassio? is he not a most profane and liberal" & @CRLF & _
                "	counsellor?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	He speaks home, madam: You may relish him more in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the soldier than in the scholar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	[Aside]  He takes her by the palm: ay, well said," & @CRLF & _
                "	whisper: with as little a web as this will I" & @CRLF & _
                "	ensnare as great a fly as Cassio. Ay, smile upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	her, do; I will gyve thee in thine own courtship." & @CRLF & _
                "	You say true; 'tis so, indeed: if such tricks as" & @CRLF & _
                "	these strip you out of your lieutenantry, it had" & @CRLF & _
                "	been better you had not kissed your three fingers so" & @CRLF & _
                "	oft, which now again you are most apt to play the" & @CRLF & _
                "	sir in. Very good; well kissed! an excellent" & @CRLF & _
                "	courtesy! 'tis so, indeed. Yet again your fingers" & @CRLF & _
                "	to your lips? would they were clyster-pipes for your sake!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpet within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Moor! I know his trumpet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	'Tis truly so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Let's meet him and receive him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Lo, where he comes!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OTHELLO and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	O my fair warrior!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	                  My dear Othello!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	It gives me wonder great as my content" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see you here before me. O my soul's joy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If after every tempest come such calms," & @CRLF & _
                "	May the winds blow till they have waken'd death!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let the labouring bark climb hills of seas" & @CRLF & _
                "	Olympus-high and duck again as low" & @CRLF & _
                "	As hell's from heaven! If it were now to die," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twere now to be most happy; for, I fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	My soul hath her content so absolute" & @CRLF & _
                "	That not another comfort like to this" & @CRLF & _
                "	Succeeds in unknown fate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	The heavens forbid" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that our loves and comforts should increase," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even as our days do grow!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Amen to that, sweet powers!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot speak enough of this content;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It stops me here; it is too much of joy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this, and this, the greatest discords be" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kissing her]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	That e'er our hearts shall make!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	[Aside]  O, you are well tuned now!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I'll set down the pegs that make this music," & @CRLF & _
                "	As honest as I am." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	                  Come, let us to the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "	News, friends; our wars are done, the Turks" & @CRLF & _
                "	are drown'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	How does my old acquaintance of this isle?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Honey, you shall be well desired in Cyprus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have found great love amongst them. O my sweet," & @CRLF & _
                "	I prattle out of fashion, and I dote" & @CRLF & _
                "	In mine own comforts. I prithee, good Iago," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go to the bay and disembark my coffers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring thou the master to the citadel;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is a good one, and his worthiness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Does challenge much respect. Come, Desdemona," & @CRLF & _
                "	Once more, well met at Cyprus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt OTHELLO, DESDEMONA, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Do thou meet me presently at the harbour. Come" & @CRLF & _
                "	hither. If thou be'st valiant,-- as, they say, base" & @CRLF & _
                "	men being in love have then a nobility in their" & @CRLF & _
                "	natures more than is native to them--list me. The" & @CRLF & _
                "	lieutenant tonight watches on the court of" & @CRLF & _
                "	guard:--first, I must tell thee this--Desdemona is" & @CRLF & _
                "	directly in love with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	With him! why, 'tis not possible." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Lay thy finger thus, and let thy soul be instructed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark me with what violence she first loved the Moor," & @CRLF & _
                "	but for bragging and telling her fantastical lies:" & @CRLF & _
                "	and will she love him still for prating? let not" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy discreet heart think it. Her eye must be fed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and what delight shall she have to look on the" & @CRLF & _
                "	devil? When the blood is made dull with the act of" & @CRLF & _
                "	sport, there should be, again to inflame it and to" & @CRLF & _
                "	give satiety a fresh appetite, loveliness in favour," & @CRLF & _
                "	sympathy in years, manners and beauties; all which" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Moor is defective in: now, for want of these" & @CRLF & _
                "	required conveniences, her delicate tenderness will" & @CRLF & _
                "	find itself abused, begin to heave the gorge," & @CRLF & _
                "	disrelish and abhor the Moor; very nature will" & @CRLF & _
                "	instruct her in it and compel her to some second" & @CRLF & _
                "	choice. Now, sir, this granted,--as it is a most" & @CRLF & _
                "	pregnant and unforced position--who stands so" & @CRLF & _
                "	eminent in the degree of this fortune as Cassio" & @CRLF & _
                "	does? a knave very voluble; no further" & @CRLF & _
                "	conscionable than in putting on the mere form of" & @CRLF & _
                "	civil and humane seeming, for the better compassing" & @CRLF & _
                "	of his salt and most hidden loose affection? why," & @CRLF & _
                "	none; why, none: a slipper and subtle knave, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	finder of occasions, that has an eye can stamp and" & @CRLF & _
                "	counterfeit advantages, though true advantage never" & @CRLF & _
                "	present itself; a devilish knave. Besides, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	knave is handsome, young, and hath all those" & @CRLF & _
                "	requisites in him that folly and green minds look" & @CRLF & _
                "	after: a pestilent complete knave; and the woman" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath found him already." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	I cannot believe that in her; she's full of" & @CRLF & _
                "	most blessed condition." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Blessed fig's-end! the wine she drinks is made of" & @CRLF & _
                "	grapes: if she had been blessed, she would never" & @CRLF & _
                "	have loved the Moor. Blessed pudding! Didst thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	not see her paddle with the palm of his hand? didst" & @CRLF & _
                "	not mark that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Yes, that I did; but that was but courtesy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Lechery, by this hand; an index and obscure prologue" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the history of lust and foul thoughts. They met" & @CRLF & _
                "	so near with their lips that their breaths embraced" & @CRLF & _
                "	together. Villanous thoughts, Roderigo! when these" & @CRLF & _
                "	mutualities so marshal the way, hard at hand comes" & @CRLF & _
                "	the master and main exercise, the incorporate" & @CRLF & _
                "	conclusion, Pish! But, sir, be you ruled by me: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have brought you from Venice. Watch you to-night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for the command, I'll lay't upon you. Cassio knows" & @CRLF & _
                "	you not. I'll not be far from you: do you find" & @CRLF & _
                "	some occasion to anger Cassio, either by speaking" & @CRLF & _
                "	too loud, or tainting his discipline; or from what" & @CRLF & _
                "	other course you please, which the time shall more" & @CRLF & _
                "	favourably minister." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Sir, he is rash and very sudden in choler, and haply" & @CRLF & _
                "	may strike at you: provoke him, that he may; for" & @CRLF & _
                "	even out of that will I cause these of Cyprus to" & @CRLF & _
                "	mutiny; whose qualification shall come into no true" & @CRLF & _
                "	taste again but by the displanting of Cassio. So" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall you have a shorter journey to your desires by" & @CRLF & _
                "	the means I shall then have to prefer them; and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	impediment most profitably removed, without the" & @CRLF & _
                "	which there were no expectation of our prosperity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	I will do this, if I can bring it to any" & @CRLF & _
                "	opportunity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I warrant thee. Meet me by and by at the citadel:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must fetch his necessaries ashore. Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	That Cassio loves her, I do well believe it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That she loves him, 'tis apt and of great credit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Moor, howbeit that I endure him not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is of a constant, loving, noble nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I dare think he'll prove to Desdemona" & @CRLF & _
                "	A most dear husband. Now, I do love her too;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not out of absolute lust, though peradventure" & @CRLF & _
                "	I stand accountant for as great a sin," & @CRLF & _
                "	But partly led to diet my revenge," & @CRLF & _
                "	For that I do suspect the lusty Moor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath leap'd into my seat; the thought whereof" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth, like a poisonous mineral, gnaw my inwards;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And nothing can or shall content my soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till I am even'd with him, wife for wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or failing so, yet that I put the Moor" & @CRLF & _
                "	At least into a jealousy so strong" & @CRLF & _
                "	That judgment cannot cure. Which thing to do," & @CRLF & _
                "	If this poor trash of Venice, whom I trash" & @CRLF & _
                "	For his quick hunting, stand the putting on," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll have our Michael Cassio on the hip," & @CRLF & _
                "	Abuse him to the Moor in the rank garb--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I fear Cassio with my night-cap too--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make the Moor thank me, love me and reward me." & @CRLF & _
                "	For making him egregiously an ass" & @CRLF & _
                "	And practising upon his peace and quiet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to madness. 'Tis here, but yet confused:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Knavery's plain face is never seen tin used." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	OTHELLO" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Herald with a proclamation; People" & @CRLF & _
                "	following]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Herald	It is Othello's pleasure, our noble and valiant" & @CRLF & _
                "	general, that, upon certain tidings now arrived," & @CRLF & _
                "	importing the mere perdition of the Turkish fleet," & @CRLF & _
                "	every man put himself into triumph; some to dance," & @CRLF & _
                "	some to make bonfires, each man to what sport and" & @CRLF & _
                "	revels his addiction leads him: for, besides these" & @CRLF & _
                "	beneficial news, it is the celebration of his" & @CRLF & _
                "	nuptial. So much was his pleasure should be" & @CRLF & _
                "	proclaimed. All offices are open, and there is full" & @CRLF & _
                "	liberty of feasting from this present hour of five" & @CRLF & _
                "	till the bell have told eleven. Heaven bless the" & @CRLF & _
                "	isle of Cyprus and our noble general Othello!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	OTHELLO" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A hall in the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OTHELLO, DESDEMONA, CASSIO, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Good Michael, look you to the guard to-night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's teach ourselves that honourable stop," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not to outsport discretion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Iago hath direction what to do;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, notwithstanding, with my personal eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will I look to't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	                  Iago is most honest." & @CRLF & _
                "	Michael, good night: to-morrow with your earliest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me have speech with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To DESDEMONA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		       Come, my dear love," & @CRLF & _
                "	The purchase made, the fruits are to ensue;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That profit's yet to come 'tween me and you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt OTHELLO, DESDEMONA, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter IAGO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Welcome, Iago; we must to the watch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Not this hour, lieutenant; 'tis not yet ten o' the" & @CRLF & _
                "	clock. Our general cast us thus early for the love" & @CRLF & _
                "	of his Desdemona; who let us not therefore blame:" & @CRLF & _
                "	he hath not yet made wanton the night with her; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	she is sport for Jove." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	She's a most exquisite lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	And, I'll warrant her, fun of game." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Indeed, she's a most fresh and delicate creature." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	What an eye she has! methinks it sounds a parley of" & @CRLF & _
                "	provocation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	An inviting eye; and yet methinks right modest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	And when she speaks, is it not an alarum to love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	She is indeed perfection." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Well, happiness to their sheets! Come, lieutenant, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have a stoup of wine; and here without are a brace" & @CRLF & _
                "	of Cyprus gallants that would fain have a measure to" & @CRLF & _
                "	the health of black Othello." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Not to-night, good Iago: I have very poor and" & @CRLF & _
                "	unhappy brains for drinking: I could well wish" & @CRLF & _
                "	courtesy would invent some other custom of" & @CRLF & _
                "	entertainment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	O, they are our friends; but one cup: I'll drink for" & @CRLF & _
                "	you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	I have drunk but one cup to-night, and that was" & @CRLF & _
                "	craftily qualified too, and, behold, what innovation" & @CRLF & _
                "	it makes here: I am unfortunate in the infirmity," & @CRLF & _
                "	and dare not task my weakness with any more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	What, man! 'tis a night of revels: the gallants" & @CRLF & _
                "	desire it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Where are they?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Here at the door; I pray you, call them in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	I'll do't; but it dislikes me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	If I can fasten but one cup upon him," & @CRLF & _
                "	With that which he hath drunk to-night already," & @CRLF & _
                "	He'll be as full of quarrel and offence" & @CRLF & _
                "	As my young mistress' dog. Now, my sick fool Roderigo," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom love hath turn'd almost the wrong side out," & @CRLF & _
                "	To Desdemona hath to-night caroused" & @CRLF & _
                "	Potations pottle-deep; and he's to watch:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Three lads of Cyprus, noble swelling spirits," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hold their honours in a wary distance," & @CRLF & _
                "	The very elements of this warlike isle," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I to-night fluster'd with flowing cups," & @CRLF & _
                "	And they watch too. Now, 'mongst this flock of drunkards," & @CRLF & _
                "	Am I to put our Cassio in some action" & @CRLF & _
                "	That may offend the isle.--But here they come:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If consequence do but approve my dream," & @CRLF & _
                "	My boat sails freely, both with wind and stream." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter CASSIO; with him MONTANO and Gentlemen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	servants following with wine]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	'Fore God, they have given me a rouse already." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	Good faith, a little one; not past a pint, as I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	a soldier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Some wine, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let me the canakin clink, clink;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let me the canakin clink" & @CRLF & _
                "	A soldier's a man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A life's but a span;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, then, let a soldier drink." & @CRLF & _
                "	Some wine, boys!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	'Fore God, an excellent song." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I learned it in England, where, indeed, they are" & @CRLF & _
                "	most potent in potting: your Dane, your German, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	your swag-bellied Hollander--Drink, ho!--are nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	to your English." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Is your Englishman so expert in his drinking?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Why, he drinks you, with facility, your Dane dead" & @CRLF & _
                "	drunk; he sweats not to overthrow your Almain; he" & @CRLF & _
                "	gives your Hollander a vomit, ere the next pottle" & @CRLF & _
                "	can be filled." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	To the health of our general!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	I am for it, lieutenant; and I'll do you justice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	O sweet England!" & @CRLF & _
                "	King Stephen was a worthy peer," & @CRLF & _
                "	His breeches cost him but a crown;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He held them sixpence all too dear," & @CRLF & _
                "	With that he call'd the tailor lown." & @CRLF & _
                "	He was a wight of high renown," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou art but of low degree:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis pride that pulls the country down;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then take thine auld cloak about thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Some wine, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Why, this is a more exquisite song than the other." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Will you hear't again?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	No; for I hold him to be unworthy of his place that" & @CRLF & _
                "	does those things. Well, God's above all; and there" & @CRLF & _
                "	be souls must be saved, and there be souls must not be saved." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	It's true, good lieutenant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	For mine own part,--no offence to the general, nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	any man of quality,--I hope to be saved." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	And so do I too, lieutenant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Ay, but, by your leave, not before me; the" & @CRLF & _
                "	lieutenant is to be saved before the ancient. Let's" & @CRLF & _
                "	have no more of this; let's to our affairs.--Forgive" & @CRLF & _
                "	us our sins!--Gentlemen, let's look to our business." & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not think, gentlemen. I am drunk: this is my" & @CRLF & _
                "	ancient; this is my right hand, and this is my left:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not drunk now; I can stand well enough, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak well enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Excellent well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Why, very well then; you must not think then that I am drunk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	To the platform, masters; come, let's set the watch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	You see this fellow that is gone before;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is a soldier fit to stand by Caesar" & @CRLF & _
                "	And give direction: and do but see his vice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis to his virtue a just equinox," & @CRLF & _
                "	The one as long as the other: 'tis pity of him." & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear the trust Othello puts him in." & @CRLF & _
                "	On some odd time of his infirmity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will shake this island." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	But is he often thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	'Tis evermore the prologue to his sleep:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He'll watch the horologe a double set," & @CRLF & _
                "	If drink rock not his cradle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	It were well" & @CRLF & _
                "	The general were put in mind of it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Perhaps he sees it not; or his good nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prizes the virtue that appears in Cassio," & @CRLF & _
                "	And looks not on his evils: is not this true?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter RODERIGO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	[Aside to him]  How now, Roderigo!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you, after the lieutenant; go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit RODERIGO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	And 'tis great pity that the noble Moor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should hazard such a place as his own second" & @CRLF & _
                "	With one of an ingraft infirmity:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It were an honest action to say" & @CRLF & _
                "	So to the Moor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	                  Not I, for this fair island:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do love Cassio well; and would do much" & @CRLF & _
                "	To cure him of this evil--But, hark! what noise?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Cry within: 'Help! help!']" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter CASSIO, driving in RODERIGO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	You rogue! you rascal!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	What's the matter, lieutenant?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	A knave teach me my duty!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll beat the knave into a twiggen bottle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Beat me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	       Dost thou prate, rogue?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Striking RODERIGO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	Nay, good lieutenant;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Staying him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you, sir, hold your hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Let me go, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I'll knock you o'er the mazzard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	Come, come," & @CRLF & _
                "		                  you're drunk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Drunk!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They fight]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	[Aside to RODERIGO]  Away, I say; go out, and cry a mutiny." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit RODERIGO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, good lieutenant,--alas, gentlemen;--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Help, ho!--Lieutenant,--sir,--Montano,--sir;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Help, masters!--Here's a goodly watch indeed!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Bell rings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who's that which rings the bell?--Diablo, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The town will rise: God's will, lieutenant, hold!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You will be shamed for ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter OTHELLO and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	What is the matter here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	'Zounds, I bleed still; I am hurt to the death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Faints]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Hold, for your lives!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Hold, ho! Lieutenant,--sir--Montano,--gentlemen,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have you forgot all sense of place and duty?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold! the general speaks to you; hold, hold, for shame!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Why, how now, ho! from whence ariseth this?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are we turn'd Turks, and to ourselves do that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which heaven hath forbid the Ottomites?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Christian shame, put by this barbarous brawl:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He that stirs next to carve for his own rage" & @CRLF & _
                "	Holds his soul light; he dies upon his motion." & @CRLF & _
                "	Silence that dreadful bell: it frights the isle" & @CRLF & _
                "	From her propriety. What is the matter, masters?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Honest Iago, that look'st dead with grieving," & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak, who began this? on thy love, I charge thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I do not know: friends all but now, even now," & @CRLF & _
                "	In quarter, and in terms like bride and groom" & @CRLF & _
                "	Devesting them for bed; and then, but now--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As if some planet had unwitted men--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Swords out, and tilting one at other's breast," & @CRLF & _
                "	In opposition bloody. I cannot speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	Any beginning to this peevish odds;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And would in action glorious I had lost" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those legs that brought me to a part of it!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	How comes it, Michael, you are thus forgot?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	I pray you, pardon me; I cannot speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Worthy Montano, you were wont be civil;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The gravity and stillness of your youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	The world hath noted, and your name is great" & @CRLF & _
                "	In mouths of wisest censure: what's the matter," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you unlace your reputation thus" & @CRLF & _
                "	And spend your rich opinion for the name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of a night-brawler? give me answer to it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	Worthy Othello, I am hurt to danger:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your officer, Iago, can inform you,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	While I spare speech, which something now" & @CRLF & _
                "	offends me,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all that I do know: nor know I aught" & @CRLF & _
                "	By me that's said or done amiss this night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless self-charity be sometimes a vice," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to defend ourselves it be a sin" & @CRLF & _
                "	When violence assails us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Now, by heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	My blood begins my safer guides to rule;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And passion, having my best judgment collied," & @CRLF & _
                "	Assays to lead the way: if I once stir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or do but lift this arm, the best of you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall sink in my rebuke. Give me to know" & @CRLF & _
                "	How this foul rout began, who set it on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he that is approved in this offence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though he had twinn'd with me, both at a birth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall lose me. What! in a town of war," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet wild, the people's hearts brimful of fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	To manage private and domestic quarrel," & @CRLF & _
                "	In night, and on the court and guard of safety!" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis monstrous. Iago, who began't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	If partially affined, or leagued in office," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou dost deliver more or less than truth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art no soldier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Touch me not so near:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had rather have this tongue cut from my mouth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than it should do offence to Michael Cassio;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, I persuade myself, to speak the truth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall nothing wrong him. Thus it is, general." & @CRLF & _
                "	Montano and myself being in speech," & @CRLF & _
                "	There comes a fellow crying out for help:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Cassio following him with determined sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	To execute upon him. Sir, this gentleman" & @CRLF & _
                "	Steps in to Cassio, and entreats his pause:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself the crying fellow did pursue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest by his clamour--as it so fell out--" & @CRLF & _
                "	The town might fall in fright: he, swift of foot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Outran my purpose; and I return'd the rather" & @CRLF & _
                "	For that I heard the clink and fall of swords," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Cassio high in oath; which till to-night" & @CRLF & _
                "	I ne'er might say before. When I came back--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this was brief--I found them close together," & @CRLF & _
                "	At blow and thrust; even as again they were" & @CRLF & _
                "	When you yourself did part them." & @CRLF & _
                "	More of this matter cannot I report:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But men are men; the best sometimes forget:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though Cassio did some little wrong to him," & @CRLF & _
                "	As men in rage strike those that wish them best," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet surely Cassio, I believe, received" & @CRLF & _
                "	From him that fled some strange indignity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which patience could not pass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I know, Iago," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy honesty and love doth mince this matter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Making it light to Cassio. Cassio, I love thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	But never more be officer of mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter DESDEMONA, attended]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, if my gentle love be not raised up!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll make thee an example." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	What's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	All's well now, sweeting; come away to bed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir, for your hurts, myself will be your surgeon:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lead him off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To MONTANO, who is led off]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Iago, look with care about the town," & @CRLF & _
                "	And silence those whom this vile brawl distracted." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, Desdemona: 'tis the soldiers' life" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have their balmy slumbers waked with strife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but IAGO and CASSIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	What, are you hurt, lieutenant?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Ay, past all surgery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Marry, heaven forbid!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Reputation, reputation, reputation! O, I have lost" & @CRLF & _
                "	my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of" & @CRLF & _
                "	myself, and what remains is bestial. My reputation," & @CRLF & _
                "	Iago, my reputation!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	As I am an honest man, I thought you had received" & @CRLF & _
                "	some bodily wound; there is more sense in that than" & @CRLF & _
                "	in reputation. Reputation is an idle and most false" & @CRLF & _
                "	imposition: oft got without merit, and lost without" & @CRLF & _
                "	deserving: you have lost no reputation at all," & @CRLF & _
                "	unless you repute yourself such a loser. What, man!" & @CRLF & _
                "	there are ways to recover the general again: you" & @CRLF & _
                "	are but now cast in his mood, a punishment more in" & @CRLF & _
                "	policy than in malice, even so as one would beat his" & @CRLF & _
                "	offenceless dog to affright an imperious lion: sue" & @CRLF & _
                "	to him again, and he's yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	I will rather sue to be despised than to deceive so" & @CRLF & _
                "	good a commander with so slight, so drunken, and so" & @CRLF & _
                "	indiscreet an officer. Drunk? and speak parrot?" & @CRLF & _
                "	and squabble? swagger? swear? and discourse" & @CRLF & _
                "	fustian with one's own shadow? O thou invisible" & @CRLF & _
                "	spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by," & @CRLF & _
                "	let us call thee devil!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	What was he that you followed with your sword? What" & @CRLF & _
                "	had he done to you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	I know not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Is't possible?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	I remember a mass of things, but nothing distinctly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	a quarrel, but nothing wherefore. O God, that men" & @CRLF & _
                "	should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away" & @CRLF & _
                "	their brains! that we should, with joy, pleasance" & @CRLF & _
                "	revel and applause, transform ourselves into beasts!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Why, but you are now well enough: how came you thus" & @CRLF & _
                "	recovered?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	It hath pleased the devil drunkenness to give place" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the devil wrath; one unperfectness shows me" & @CRLF & _
                "	another, to make me frankly despise myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Come, you are too severe a moraler: as the time," & @CRLF & _
                "	the place, and the condition of this country" & @CRLF & _
                "	stands, I could heartily wish this had not befallen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	but, since it is as it is, mend it for your own good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	I will ask him for my place again; he shall tell me" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am a drunkard! Had I as many mouths as Hydra," & @CRLF & _
                "	such an answer would stop them all. To be now a" & @CRLF & _
                "	sensible man, by and by a fool, and presently a" & @CRLF & _
                "	beast! O strange! Every inordinate cup is" & @CRLF & _
                "	unblessed and the ingredient is a devil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Come, come, good wine is a good familiar creature," & @CRLF & _
                "	if it be well used: exclaim no more against it." & @CRLF & _
                "	And, good lieutenant, I think you think I love you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	I have well approved it, sir. I drunk!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	You or any man living may be drunk! at a time, man." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll tell you what you shall do. Our general's wife" & @CRLF & _
                "	is now the general: may say so in this respect, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	that he hath devoted and given up himself to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	contemplation, mark, and denotement of her parts and" & @CRLF & _
                "	graces: confess yourself freely to her; importune" & @CRLF & _
                "	her help to put you in your place again: she is of" & @CRLF & _
                "	so free, so kind, so apt, so blessed a disposition," & @CRLF & _
                "	she holds it a vice in her goodness not to do more" & @CRLF & _
                "	than she is requested: this broken joint between" & @CRLF & _
                "	you and her husband entreat her to splinter; and, my" & @CRLF & _
                "	fortunes against any lay worth naming, this" & @CRLF & _
                "	crack of your love shall grow stronger than it was before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	You advise me well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I protest, in the sincerity of love and honest kindness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	I think it freely; and betimes in the morning I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	beseech the virtuous Desdemona to undertake for me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am desperate of my fortunes if they cheque me here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	You are in the right. Good night, lieutenant; I" & @CRLF & _
                "	must to the watch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO: Good night, honest Iago." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	And what's he then that says I play the villain?" & @CRLF & _
                "	When this advice is free I give and honest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Probal to thinking and indeed the course" & @CRLF & _
                "	To win the Moor again? For 'tis most easy" & @CRLF & _
                "	The inclining Desdemona to subdue" & @CRLF & _
                "	In any honest suit: she's framed as fruitful" & @CRLF & _
                "	As the free elements. And then for her" & @CRLF & _
                "	To win the Moor--were't to renounce his baptism," & @CRLF & _
                "	All seals and symbols of redeemed sin," & @CRLF & _
                "	His soul is so enfetter'd to her love," & @CRLF & _
                "	That she may make, unmake, do what she list," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even as her appetite shall play the god" & @CRLF & _
                "	With his weak function. How am I then a villain" & @CRLF & _
                "	To counsel Cassio to this parallel course," & @CRLF & _
                "	Directly to his good? Divinity of hell!" & @CRLF & _
                "	When devils will the blackest sins put on," & @CRLF & _
                "	They do suggest at first with heavenly shows," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I do now: for whiles this honest fool" & @CRLF & _
                "	Plies Desdemona to repair his fortunes" & @CRLF & _
                "	And she for him pleads strongly to the Moor," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll pour this pestilence into his ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	That she repeals him for her body's lust;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by how much she strives to do him good," & @CRLF & _
                "	She shall undo her credit with the Moor." & @CRLF & _
                "	So will I turn her virtue into pitch," & @CRLF & _
                "	And out of her own goodness make the net" & @CRLF & _
                "	That shall enmesh them all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter RODERIGO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		      How now, Roderigo!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	I do follow here in the chase, not like a hound that" & @CRLF & _
                "	hunts, but one that fills up the cry. My money is" & @CRLF & _
                "	almost spent; I have been to-night exceedingly well" & @CRLF & _
                "	cudgelled; and I think the issue will be, I shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	have so much experience for my pains, and so, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	no money at all and a little more wit, return again to Venice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	How poor are they that have not patience!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What wound did ever heal but by degrees?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou know'st we work by wit, and not by witchcraft;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wit depends on dilatory time." & @CRLF & _
                "	Does't not go well? Cassio hath beaten thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou, by that small hurt, hast cashier'd Cassio:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though other things grow fair against the sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet fruits that blossom first will first be ripe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Content thyself awhile. By the mass, 'tis morning;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pleasure and action make the hours seem short." & @CRLF & _
                "	Retire thee; go where thou art billeted:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Away, I say; thou shalt know more hereafter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, get thee gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit RODERIGO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two things are to be done:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My wife must move for Cassio to her mistress;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll set her on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself the while to draw the Moor apart," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring him jump when he may Cassio find" & @CRLF & _
                "	Soliciting his wife: ay, that's the way" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dull not device by coldness and delay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	OTHELLO" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Before the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CASSIO and some Musicians]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Masters, play here; I will content your pains;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Something that's brief; and bid 'Good morrow, general.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Clown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Why masters, have your instruments been in Naples," & @CRLF & _
                "	that they speak i' the nose thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Musician	How, sir, how!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Are these, I pray you, wind-instruments?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Musician	Ay, marry, are they, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	O, thereby hangs a tail." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Musician	Whereby hangs a tale, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Marry. sir, by many a wind-instrument that I know." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, masters, here's money for you: and the general" & @CRLF & _
                "	so likes your music, that he desires you, for love's" & @CRLF & _
                "	sake, to make no more noise with it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Musician	Well, sir, we will not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	If you have any music that may not be heard, to't" & @CRLF & _
                "	again: but, as they say to hear music the general" & @CRLF & _
                "	does not greatly care." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Musician	We have none such, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Then put up your pipes in your bag, for I'll away:" & @CRLF & _
                "	go; vanish into air; away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Musicians]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Dost thou hear, my honest friend?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	No, I hear not your honest friend; I hear you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Prithee, keep up thy quillets. There's a poor piece" & @CRLF & _
                "	of gold for thee: if the gentlewoman that attends" & @CRLF & _
                "	the general's wife be stirring, tell her there's" & @CRLF & _
                "	one Cassio entreats her a little favour of speech:" & @CRLF & _
                "	wilt thou do this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	She is stirring, sir: if she will stir hither, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall seem to notify unto her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Do, good my friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Clown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter IAGO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	In happy time, Iago." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	You have not been a-bed, then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Why, no; the day had broke" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before we parted. I have made bold, Iago," & @CRLF & _
                "	To send in to your wife: my suit to her" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is, that she will to virtuous Desdemona" & @CRLF & _
                "	Procure me some access." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I'll send her to you presently;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I'll devise a mean to draw the Moor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of the way, that your converse and business" & @CRLF & _
                "	May be more free." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	I humbly thank you for't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit IAGO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		    I never knew" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Florentine more kind and honest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EMILIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Good morrow, good Lieutenant: I am sorry" & @CRLF & _
                "	For your displeasure; but all will sure be well." & @CRLF & _
                "	The general and his wife are talking of it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And she speaks for you stoutly: the Moor replies," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he you hurt is of great fame in Cyprus," & @CRLF & _
                "	And great affinity, and that in wholesome wisdom" & @CRLF & _
                "	He might not but refuse you; but he protests he loves you" & @CRLF & _
                "	And needs no other suitor but his likings" & @CRLF & _
                "	To take the safest occasion by the front" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bring you in again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Yet, I beseech you," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you think fit, or that it may be done," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me advantage of some brief discourse" & @CRLF & _
                "	With Desdemona alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Pray you, come in;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will bestow you where you shall have time" & @CRLF & _
                "	To speak your bosom freely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	I am much bound to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	OTHELLO" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A room in the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OTHELLO, IAGO, and Gentlemen]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	These letters give, Iago, to the pilot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by him do my duties to the senate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That done, I will be walking on the works;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Repair there to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Well, my good lord, I'll do't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	This fortification, gentlemen, shall we see't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	We'll wait upon your lordship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	OTHELLO" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The garden of the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DESDEMONA, CASSIO, and EMILIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Be thou assured, good Cassio, I will do" & @CRLF & _
                "	All my abilities in thy behalf." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Good madam, do: I warrant it grieves my husband," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if the case were his." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	O, that's an honest fellow. Do not doubt, Cassio," & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will have my lord and you again" & @CRLF & _
                "	As friendly as you were." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Bounteous madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whatever shall become of Michael Cassio," & @CRLF & _
                "	He's never any thing but your true servant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	I know't; I thank you. You do love my lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have known him long; and be you well assured" & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall in strangeness stand no further off" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than in a polite distance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Ay, but, lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	That policy may either last so long," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or feed upon such nice and waterish diet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or breed itself so out of circumstance," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, I being absent and my place supplied," & @CRLF & _
                "	My general will forget my love and service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Do not doubt that; before Emilia here" & @CRLF & _
                "	I give thee warrant of thy place: assure thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I do vow a friendship, I'll perform it" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the last article: my lord shall never rest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll watch him tame and talk him out of patience;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His bed shall seem a school, his board a shrift;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll intermingle every thing he does" & @CRLF & _
                "	With Cassio's suit: therefore be merry, Cassio;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thy solicitor shall rather die" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than give thy cause away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Madam, here comes my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Madam, I'll take my leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Why, stay, and hear me speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Madam, not now: I am very ill at ease," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unfit for mine own purposes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Well, do your discretion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit CASSIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OTHELLO and IAGO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Ha! I like not that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	What dost thou say?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Nothing, my lord: or if--I know not what." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Was not that Cassio parted from my wife?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Cassio, my lord! No, sure, I cannot think it," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he would steal away so guilty-like," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seeing you coming." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	                  I do believe 'twas he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	How now, my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have been talking with a suitor here," & @CRLF & _
                "	A man that languishes in your displeasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Who is't you mean?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Why, your lieutenant, Cassio. Good my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I have any grace or power to move you," & @CRLF & _
                "	His present reconciliation take;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For if he be not one that truly loves you," & @CRLF & _
                "	That errs in ignorance and not in cunning," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have no judgment in an honest face:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, call him back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Went he hence now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Ay, sooth; so humbled" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he hath left part of his grief with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	To suffer with him. Good love, call him back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Not now, sweet Desdemona; some other time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	But shall't be shortly?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	The sooner, sweet, for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Shall't be to-night at supper?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	No, not to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	To-morrow dinner, then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I shall not dine at home;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I meet the captains at the citadel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Why, then, to-morrow night; or Tuesday morn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	On Tuesday noon, or night; on Wednesday morn:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, name the time, but let it not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Exceed three days: in faith, he's penitent;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet his trespass, in our common reason--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Save that, they say, the wars must make examples" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of their best--is not almost a fault" & @CRLF & _
                "	To incur a private cheque. When shall he come?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me, Othello: I wonder in my soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	What you would ask me, that I should deny," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or stand so mammering on. What! Michael Cassio," & @CRLF & _
                "	That came a-wooing with you, and so many a time," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I have spoke of you dispraisingly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath ta'en your part; to have so much to do" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bring him in! Trust me, I could do much,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Prithee, no more: let him come when he will;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will deny thee nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Why, this is not a boon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis as I should entreat you wear your gloves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or feed on nourishing dishes, or keep you warm," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or sue to you to do a peculiar profit" & @CRLF & _
                "	To your own person: nay, when I have a suit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein I mean to touch your love indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "	It shall be full of poise and difficult weight" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fearful to be granted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I will deny thee nothing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereon, I do beseech thee, grant me this," & @CRLF & _
                "	To leave me but a little to myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Shall I deny you? no: farewell, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Farewell, my Desdemona: I'll come to thee straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Emilia, come. Be as your fancies teach you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whate'er you be, I am obedient." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt DESDEMONA and EMILIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	But I do love thee! and when I love thee not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Chaos is come again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	My noble lord--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	                  What dost thou say, Iago?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Did Michael Cassio, when you woo'd my lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	Know of your love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	He did, from first to last: why dost thou ask?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	But for a satisfaction of my thought;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No further harm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	                  Why of thy thought, Iago?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I did not think he had been acquainted with her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	O, yes; and went between us very oft." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Indeed!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Indeed! ay, indeed: discern'st thou aught in that?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is he not honest?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Honest, my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	                  Honest! ay, honest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	My lord, for aught I know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	What dost thou think?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Think, my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Think, my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "	By heaven, he echoes me," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if there were some monster in his thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too hideous to be shown. Thou dost mean something:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I heard thee say even now, thou likedst not that," & @CRLF & _
                "	When Cassio left my wife: what didst not like?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when I told thee he was of my counsel" & @CRLF & _
                "	In my whole course of wooing, thou criedst 'Indeed!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And didst contract and purse thy brow together," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if thou then hadst shut up in thy brain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some horrible conceit: if thou dost love me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Show me thy thought." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	My lord, you know I love you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I think thou dost;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for I know thou'rt full of love and honesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	And weigh'st thy words before thou givest them breath," & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore these stops of thine fright me the more:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For such things in a false disloyal knave" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are tricks of custom, but in a man that's just" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are close delations, working from the heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	That passion cannot rule." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	For Michael Cassio," & @CRLF & _
                "	I dare be sworn I think that he is honest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I think so too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	                  Men should be what they seem;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or those that be not, would they might seem none!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Certain, men should be what they seem." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Why, then, I think Cassio's an honest man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Nay, yet there's more in this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, speak to me as to thy thinkings," & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou dost ruminate, and give thy worst of thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	The worst of words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Good my lord, pardon me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though I am bound to every act of duty," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not bound to that all slaves are free to." & @CRLF & _
                "	Utter my thoughts? Why, say they are vile and false;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As where's that palace whereinto foul things" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sometimes intrude not? who has a breast so pure," & @CRLF & _
                "	But some uncleanly apprehensions" & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep leets and law-days and in session sit" & @CRLF & _
                "	With meditations lawful?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Thou dost conspire against thy friend, Iago," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou but think'st him wrong'd and makest his ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	A stranger to thy thoughts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I do beseech you--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though I perchance am vicious in my guess," & @CRLF & _
                "	As, I confess, it is my nature's plague" & @CRLF & _
                "	To spy into abuses, and oft my jealousy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shapes faults that are not--that your wisdom yet," & @CRLF & _
                "	From one that so imperfectly conceits," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would take no notice, nor build yourself a trouble" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of his scattering and unsure observance." & @CRLF & _
                "	It were not for your quiet nor your good," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor for my manhood, honesty, or wisdom," & @CRLF & _
                "	To let you know my thoughts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	What dost thou mean?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Good name in man and woman, dear my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is the immediate jewel of their souls:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But he that filches from me my good name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Robs me of that which not enriches him" & @CRLF & _
                "	And makes me poor indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	By heaven, I'll know thy thoughts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	You cannot, if my heart were in your hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor shall not, whilst 'tis in my custody." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	O, beware, my lord, of jealousy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock" & @CRLF & _
                "	The meat it feeds on; that cuckold lives in bliss" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, O, what damned minutes tells he o'er" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	O misery!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Poor and content is rich and rich enough," & @CRLF & _
                "	But riches fineless is as poor as winter" & @CRLF & _
                "	To him that ever fears he shall be poor." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good heaven, the souls of all my tribe defend" & @CRLF & _
                "	From jealousy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	                  Why, why is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think'st thou I'ld make a lie of jealousy," & @CRLF & _
                "	To follow still the changes of the moon" & @CRLF & _
                "	With fresh suspicions? No; to be once in doubt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is once to be resolved: exchange me for a goat," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I shall turn the business of my soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	To such exsufflicate and blown surmises," & @CRLF & _
                "	Matching thy inference. 'Tis not to make me jealous" & @CRLF & _
                "	To say my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is free of speech, sings, plays and dances well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where virtue is, these are more virtuous:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw" & @CRLF & _
                "	The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For she had eyes, and chose me. No, Iago;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll see before I doubt; when I doubt, prove;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And on the proof, there is no more but this,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Away at once with love or jealousy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I am glad of it; for now I shall have reason" & @CRLF & _
                "	To show the love and duty that I bear you" & @CRLF & _
                "	With franker spirit: therefore, as I am bound," & @CRLF & _
                "	Receive it from me. I speak not yet of proof." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look to your wife; observe her well with Cassio;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wear your eye thus, not jealous nor secure:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not have your free and noble nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of self-bounty, be abused; look to't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know our country disposition well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Venice they do let heaven see the pranks" & @CRLF & _
                "	They dare not show their husbands; their best conscience" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not to leave't undone, but keep't unknown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Dost thou say so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	She did deceive her father, marrying you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when she seem'd to shake and fear your looks," & @CRLF & _
                "	She loved them most." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	And so she did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Why, go to then;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She that, so young, could give out such a seeming," & @CRLF & _
                "	To seal her father's eyes up close as oak-" & @CRLF & _
                "	He thought 'twas witchcraft--but I am much to blame;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I humbly do beseech you of your pardon" & @CRLF & _
                "	For too much loving you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I am bound to thee for ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I see this hath a little dash'd your spirits." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Not a jot, not a jot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I' faith, I fear it has." & @CRLF & _
                "	I hope you will consider what is spoke" & @CRLF & _
                "	Comes from my love. But I do see you're moved:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am to pray you not to strain my speech" & @CRLF & _
                "	To grosser issues nor to larger reach" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than to suspicion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I will not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	          Should you do so, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	My speech should fall into such vile success" & @CRLF & _
                "	As my thoughts aim not at. Cassio's my worthy friend--" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord, I see you're moved." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	No, not much moved:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do not think but Desdemona's honest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Long live she so! and long live you to think so!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	And yet, how nature erring from itself,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Ay, there's the point: as--to be bold with you--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not to affect many proposed matches" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of her own clime, complexion, and degree," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereto we see in all things nature tends--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Foh! one may smell in such a will most rank," & @CRLF & _
                "	Foul disproportion thoughts unnatural." & @CRLF & _
                "	But pardon me; I do not in position" & @CRLF & _
                "	Distinctly speak of her; though I may fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her will, recoiling to her better judgment," & @CRLF & _
                "	May fall to match you with her country forms" & @CRLF & _
                "	And happily repent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Farewell, farewell:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If more thou dost perceive, let me know more;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Set on thy wife to observe: leave me, Iago:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	[Going]  My lord, I take my leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Why did I marry? This honest creature doubtless" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sees and knows more, much more, than he unfolds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	[Returning]  My lord, I would I might entreat" & @CRLF & _
                "	your honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	To scan this thing no further; leave it to time:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though it be fit that Cassio have his place," & @CRLF & _
                "	For sure, he fills it up with great ability," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, if you please to hold him off awhile," & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall by that perceive him and his means:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Note, if your lady strain his entertainment" & @CRLF & _
                "	With any strong or vehement importunity;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Much will be seen in that. In the mean time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me be thought too busy in my fears--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As worthy cause I have to fear I am--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hold her free, I do beseech your honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Fear not my government." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I once more take my leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	This fellow's of exceeding honesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	And knows all qualities, with a learned spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of human dealings. If I do prove her haggard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though that her jesses were my dear heartstrings," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'ld whistle her off and let her down the wind," & @CRLF & _
                "	To pray at fortune. Haply, for I am black" & @CRLF & _
                "	And have not those soft parts of conversation" & @CRLF & _
                "	That chamberers have, or for I am declined" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the vale of years,--yet that's not much--" & @CRLF & _
                "	She's gone. I am abused; and my relief" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must be to loathe her. O curse of marriage," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we can call these delicate creatures ours," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not their appetites! I had rather be a toad," & @CRLF & _
                "	And live upon the vapour of a dungeon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than keep a corner in the thing I love" & @CRLF & _
                "	For others' uses. Yet, 'tis the plague of great ones;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prerogatived are they less than the base;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis destiny unshunnable, like death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even then this forked plague is fated to us" & @CRLF & _
                "	When we do quicken. Desdemona comes:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter DESDEMONA and EMILIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	If she be false, O, then heaven mocks itself!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll not believe't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	How now, my dear Othello!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your dinner, and the generous islanders" & @CRLF & _
                "	By you invited, do attend your presence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I am to blame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	                  Why do you speak so faintly?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are you not well?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I have a pain upon my forehead here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	'Faith, that's with watching; 'twill away again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me but bind it hard, within this hour" & @CRLF & _
                "	It will be well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	                  Your napkin is too little:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He puts the handkerchief from him; and it drops]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let it alone. Come, I'll go in with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	I am very sorry that you are not well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt OTHELLO and DESDEMONA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	I am glad I have found this napkin:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This was her first remembrance from the Moor:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My wayward husband hath a hundred times" & @CRLF & _
                "	Woo'd me to steal it; but she so loves the token," & @CRLF & _
                "	For he conjured her she should ever keep it," & @CRLF & _
                "	That she reserves it evermore about her" & @CRLF & _
                "	To kiss and talk to. I'll have the work ta'en out," & @CRLF & _
                "	And give't Iago: what he will do with it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven knows, not I;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I nothing but to please his fantasy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Iago]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	How now! what do you here alone?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Do not you chide; I have a thing for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	A thing for me? it is a common thing--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	To have a foolish wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	O, is that all? What will you give me now" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the same handkerchief?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	What handkerchief?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	What handkerchief?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, that the Moor first gave to Desdemona;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That which so often you did bid me steal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Hast stol'n it from her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	No, 'faith; she let it drop by negligence." & @CRLF & _
                "	And, to the advantage, I, being here, took't up." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, here it is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	                  A good wench; give it me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	What will you do with 't, that you have been" & @CRLF & _
                "	so earnest" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have me filch it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	[Snatching it]  Why, what's that to you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	If it be not for some purpose of import," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give't me again: poor lady, she'll run mad" & @CRLF & _
                "	When she shall lack it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Be not acknown on 't; I have use for it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, leave me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit EMILIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will in Cassio's lodging lose this napkin," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let him find it. Trifles light as air" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are to the jealous confirmations strong" & @CRLF & _
                "	As proofs of holy writ: this may do something." & @CRLF & _
                "	The Moor already changes with my poison:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dangerous conceits are, in their natures, poisons." & @CRLF & _
                "	Which at the first are scarce found to distaste," & @CRLF & _
                "	But with a little act upon the blood." & @CRLF & _
                "	Burn like the mines of Sulphur. I did say so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, where he comes!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter OTHELLO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		Not poppy, nor mandragora," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which thou owedst yesterday." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Ha! ha! false to me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Why, how now, general! no more of that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Avaunt! be gone! thou hast set me on the rack:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I swear 'tis better to be much abused" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than but to know't a little." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	How now, my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	What sense had I of her stol'n hours of lust?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw't not, thought it not, it harm'd not me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I slept the next night well, was free and merry;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I found not Cassio's kisses on her lips:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He that is robb'd, not wanting what is stol'n," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him not know't, and he's not robb'd at all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I am sorry to hear this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I had been happy, if the general camp," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pioners and all, had tasted her sweet body," & @CRLF & _
                "	So I had nothing known. O, now, for ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell the tranquil mind! farewell content!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars," & @CRLF & _
                "	That make ambition virtue! O, farewell!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump," & @CRLF & _
                "	The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife," & @CRLF & _
                "	The royal banner, and all quality," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pride, pomp and circumstance of glorious war!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, O you mortal engines, whose rude throats" & @CRLF & _
                "	The immortal Jove's dead clamours counterfeit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell! Othello's occupation's gone!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Is't possible, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Villain, be sure thou prove my love a whore," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be sure of it; give me the ocular proof:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or by the worth of man's eternal soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hadst been better have been born a dog" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than answer my waked wrath!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Is't come to this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Make me to see't; or, at the least, so prove it," & @CRLF & _
                "	That the probation bear no hinge nor loop" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hang a doubt on; or woe upon thy life!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	My noble lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	If thou dost slander her and torture me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Never pray more; abandon all remorse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	On horror's head horrors accumulate;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do deeds to make heaven weep, all earth amazed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For nothing canst thou to damnation add" & @CRLF & _
                "	Greater than that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	                  O grace! O heaven forgive me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are you a man? have you a soul or sense?" & @CRLF & _
                "	God be wi' you; take mine office. O wretched fool." & @CRLF & _
                "	That livest to make thine honesty a vice!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O monstrous world! Take note, take note, O world," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be direct and honest is not safe." & @CRLF & _
                "	I thank you for this profit; and from hence" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll love no friend, sith love breeds such offence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Nay, stay: thou shouldst be honest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I should be wise, for honesty's a fool" & @CRLF & _
                "	And loses that it works for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	By the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	I think my wife be honest and think she is not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I think that thou art just and think thou art not." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll have some proof. Her name, that was as fresh" & @CRLF & _
                "	As Dian's visage, is now begrimed and black" & @CRLF & _
                "	As mine own face. If there be cords, or knives," & @CRLF & _
                "	Poison, or fire, or suffocating streams," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll not endure it. Would I were satisfied!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I see, sir, you are eaten up with passion:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do repent me that I put it to you." & @CRLF & _
                "	You would be satisfied?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Would! nay, I will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	And may: but, how? how satisfied, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would you, the supervisor, grossly gape on--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Behold her topp'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	                  Death and damnation! O!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	It were a tedious difficulty, I think," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bring them to that prospect: damn them then," & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever mortal eyes do see them bolster" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than their own! What then? how then?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What shall I say? Where's satisfaction?" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is impossible you should see this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were they as prime as goats, as hot as monkeys," & @CRLF & _
                "	As salt as wolves in pride, and fools as gross" & @CRLF & _
                "	As ignorance made drunk. But yet, I say," & @CRLF & _
                "	If imputation and strong circumstances," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which lead directly to the door of truth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will give you satisfaction, you may have't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Give me a living reason she's disloyal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I do not like the office:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, sith I am enter'd in this cause so far," & @CRLF & _
                "	Prick'd to't by foolish honesty and love," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will go on. I lay with Cassio lately;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, being troubled with a raging tooth," & @CRLF & _
                "	I could not sleep." & @CRLF & _
                "	There are a kind of men so loose of soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	That in their sleeps will mutter their affairs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	One of this kind is Cassio:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In sleep I heard him say 'Sweet Desdemona," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us be wary, let us hide our loves;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then, sir, would he gripe and wring my hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cry 'O sweet creature!' and then kiss me hard," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if he pluck'd up kisses by the roots" & @CRLF & _
                "	That grew upon my lips: then laid his leg" & @CRLF & _
                "	Over my thigh, and sigh'd, and kiss'd; and then" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cried 'Cursed fate that gave thee to the Moor!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	O monstrous! monstrous!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Nay, this was but his dream." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	But this denoted a foregone conclusion:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis a shrewd doubt, though it be but a dream." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	And this may help to thicken other proofs" & @CRLF & _
                "	That do demonstrate thinly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I'll tear her all to pieces." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Nay, but be wise: yet we see nothing done;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She may be honest yet. Tell me but this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have you not sometimes seen a handkerchief" & @CRLF & _
                "	Spotted with strawberries in your wife's hand?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I gave her such a one; 'twas my first gift." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I know not that; but such a handkerchief--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am sure it was your wife's--did I to-day" & @CRLF & _
                "	See Cassio wipe his beard with." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	If it be that--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	If it be that, or any that was hers," & @CRLF & _
                "	It speaks against her with the other proofs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	O, that the slave had forty thousand lives!" & @CRLF & _
                "	One is too poor, too weak for my revenge." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now do I see 'tis true. Look here, Iago;" & @CRLF & _
                "	All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis gone." & @CRLF & _
                "	Arise, black vengeance, from thy hollow cell!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yield up, O love, thy crown and hearted throne" & @CRLF & _
                "	To tyrannous hate! Swell, bosom, with thy fraught," & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'tis of aspics' tongues!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Yet be content." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	O, blood, blood, blood!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Patience, I say; your mind perhaps may change." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Never, Iago: Like to the Pontic sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose icy current and compulsive course" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the Propontic and the Hellespont," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till that a capable and wide revenge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Swallow them up. Now, by yond marble heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kneels]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the due reverence of a sacred vow" & @CRLF & _
                "	I here engage my words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Do not rise yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kneels]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Witness, you ever-burning lights above," & @CRLF & _
                "	You elements that clip us round about," & @CRLF & _
                "	Witness that here Iago doth give up" & @CRLF & _
                "	The execution of his wit, hands, heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	To wrong'd Othello's service! Let him command," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to obey shall be in me remorse," & @CRLF & _
                "	What bloody business ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They rise]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I greet thy love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not with vain thanks, but with acceptance bounteous," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will upon the instant put thee to't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within these three days let me hear thee say" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Cassio's not alive." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	My friend is dead; 'tis done at your request:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But let her live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Damn her, lewd minx! O, damn her!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, go with me apart; I will withdraw," & @CRLF & _
                "	To furnish me with some swift means of death" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the fair devil. Now art thou my lieutenant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I am your own for ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	OTHELLO" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Before the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DESDEMONA, EMILIA, and Clown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Do you know, sirrah, where Lieutenant Cassio lies?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I dare not say he lies any where." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Why, man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	He's a soldier, and for one to say a soldier lies," & @CRLF & _
                "	is stabbing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Go to: where lodges he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	To tell you where he lodges, is to tell you where I lie." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Can any thing be made of this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I know not where he lodges, and for me to devise a" & @CRLF & _
                "	lodging and say he lies here or he lies there, were" & @CRLF & _
                "	to lie in mine own throat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Can you inquire him out, and be edified by report?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I will catechise the world for him; that is, make" & @CRLF & _
                "	questions, and by them answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Seek him, bid him come hither: tell him I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	moved my lord on his behalf, and hope all will be well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	To do this is within the compass of man's wit: and" & @CRLF & _
                "	therefore I will attempt the doing it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Where should I lose that handkerchief, Emilia?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	I know not, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Believe me, I had rather have lost my purse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Full of crusadoes: and, but my noble Moor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is true of mind and made of no such baseness" & @CRLF & _
                "	As jealous creatures are, it were enough" & @CRLF & _
                "	To put him to ill thinking." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Is he not jealous?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Who, he? I think the sun where he was born" & @CRLF & _
                "	Drew all such humours from him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Look, where he comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	I will not leave him now till Cassio" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be call'd to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OTHELLO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How is't with you, my lord" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Well, my good lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, hardness to dissemble!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	How do you, Desdemona?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Well, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Give me your hand: this hand is moist, my lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	It yet hath felt no age nor known no sorrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	This argues fruitfulness and liberal heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hot, hot, and moist: this hand of yours requires" & @CRLF & _
                "	A sequester from liberty, fasting and prayer," & @CRLF & _
                "	Much castigation, exercise devout;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For here's a young and sweating devil here," & @CRLF & _
                "	That commonly rebels. 'Tis a good hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	A frank one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	                  You may, indeed, say so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'twas that hand that gave away my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	A liberal hand: the hearts of old gave hands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But our new heraldry is hands, not hearts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	I cannot speak of this. Come now, your promise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	What promise, chuck?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	I have sent to bid Cassio come speak with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I have a salt and sorry rheum offends me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lend me thy handkerchief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Here, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	That which I gave you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	I have it not about me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	   No, indeed, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	That is a fault." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	That handkerchief" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did an Egyptian to my mother give;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She was a charmer, and could almost read" & @CRLF & _
                "	The thoughts of people: she told her, while" & @CRLF & _
                "	she kept it," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twould make her amiable and subdue my father" & @CRLF & _
                "	Entirely to her love, but if she lost it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or made gift of it, my father's eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should hold her loathed and his spirits should hunt" & @CRLF & _
                "	After new fancies: she, dying, gave it me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid me, when my fate would have me wive," & @CRLF & _
                "	To give it her. I did so: and take heed on't;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make it a darling like your precious eye;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lose't or give't away were such perdition" & @CRLF & _
                "	As nothing else could match." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Is't possible?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	'Tis true: there's magic in the web of it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A sibyl, that had number'd in the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sun to course two hundred compasses," & @CRLF & _
                "	In her prophetic fury sew'd the work;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The worms were hallow'd that did breed the silk;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And it was dyed in mummy which the skilful" & @CRLF & _
                "	Conserved of maidens' hearts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Indeed! is't true?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Most veritable; therefore look to't well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Then would to God that I had never seen't!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Ha! wherefore?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Why do you speak so startingly and rash?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Is't lost? is't gone? speak, is it out" & @CRLF & _
                "	o' the way?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Heaven bless us!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Say you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	It is not lost; but what an if it were?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	How!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	I say, it is not lost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Fetch't, let me see't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Why, so I can, sir, but I will not now." & @CRLF & _
                "	This is a trick to put me from my suit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray you, let Cassio be received again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Fetch me the handkerchief: my mind misgives." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Come, come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You'll never meet a more sufficient man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	The handkerchief!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	                  I pray, talk me of Cassio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	The handkerchief!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	                  A man that all his time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath founded his good fortunes on your love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shared dangers with you,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	The handkerchief!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	In sooth, you are to blame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Is not this man jealous?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	I ne'er saw this before." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sure, there's some wonder in this handkerchief:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am most unhappy in the loss of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	'Tis not a year or two shows us a man:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are all but stomachs, and we all but food;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To eat us hungerly, and when they are full," & @CRLF & _
                "	They belch us. Look you, Cassio and my husband!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CASSIO and IAGO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	There is no other way; 'tis she must do't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, lo, the happiness! go, and importune her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	How now, good Cassio! what's the news with you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Madam, my former suit: I do beseech you" & @CRLF & _
                "	That by your virtuous means I may again" & @CRLF & _
                "	Exist, and be a member of his love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom I with all the office of my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Entirely honour: I would not be delay'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	If my offence be of such mortal kind" & @CRLF & _
                "	That nor my service past, nor present sorrows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor purposed merit in futurity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can ransom me into his love again," & @CRLF & _
                "	But to know so must be my benefit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So shall I clothe me in a forced content," & @CRLF & _
                "	And shut myself up in some other course," & @CRLF & _
                "	To fortune's alms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	                  Alas, thrice-gentle Cassio!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My advocation is not now in tune;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord is not my lord; nor should I know him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were he in favour as in humour alter'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	So help me every spirit sanctified," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I have spoken for you all my best" & @CRLF & _
                "	And stood within the blank of his displeasure" & @CRLF & _
                "	For my free speech! you must awhile be patient:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What I can do I will; and more I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than for myself I dare: let that suffice you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Is my lord angry?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	                  He went hence but now," & @CRLF & _
                "	And certainly in strange unquietness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Can he be angry? I have seen the cannon," & @CRLF & _
                "	When it hath blown his ranks into the air," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, like the devil, from his very arm" & @CRLF & _
                "	Puff'd his own brother:--and can he be angry?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Something of moment then: I will go meet him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's matter in't indeed, if he be angry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	I prithee, do so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit IAGO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Something, sure, of state," & @CRLF & _
                "	Either from Venice, or some unhatch'd practise" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made demonstrable here in Cyprus to him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath puddled his clear spirit: and in such cases" & @CRLF & _
                "	Men's natures wrangle with inferior things," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though great ones are their object. 'Tis even so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For let our finger ache, and it indues" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our other healthful members even to that sense" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of pain: nay, we must think men are not gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor of them look for such observances" & @CRLF & _
                "	As fit the bridal. Beshrew me much, Emilia," & @CRLF & _
                "	I was, unhandsome warrior as I am," & @CRLF & _
                "	Arraigning his unkindness with my soul;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But now I find I had suborn'd the witness," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he's indicted falsely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Pray heaven it be state-matters, as you think," & @CRLF & _
                "	And no conception nor no jealous toy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Concerning you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Alas the day! I never gave him cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	But jealous souls will not be answer'd so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are not ever jealous for the cause," & @CRLF & _
                "	But jealous for they are jealous: 'tis a monster" & @CRLF & _
                "	Begot upon itself, born on itself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Heaven keep that monster from Othello's mind!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Lady, amen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	I will go seek him. Cassio, walk hereabout:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I do find him fit, I'll move your suit" & @CRLF & _
                "	And seek to effect it to my uttermost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	I humbly thank your ladyship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt DESDEMONA and EMILIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BIANCA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	Save you, friend Cassio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	What make you from home?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How is it with you, my most fair Bianca?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I' faith, sweet love, I was coming to your house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	And I was going to your lodging, Cassio." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, keep a week away? seven days and nights?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Eight score eight hours? and lovers' absent hours," & @CRLF & _
                "	More tedious than the dial eight score times?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O weary reckoning!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	                  Pardon me, Bianca:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have this while with leaden thoughts been press'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I shall, in a more continuate time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Strike off this score of absence. Sweet Bianca," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Giving her DESDEMONA's handkerchief]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take me this work out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	O Cassio, whence came this?" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is some token from a newer friend:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the felt absence now I feel a cause:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is't come to this? Well, well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Go to, woman!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Throw your vile guesses in the devil's teeth," & @CRLF & _
                "	From whence you have them. You are jealous now" & @CRLF & _
                "	That this is from some mistress, some remembrance:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, in good troth, Bianca." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	Why, whose is it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	I know not, sweet: I found it in my chamber." & @CRLF & _
                "	I like the work well: ere it be demanded--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As like enough it will--I'ld have it copied:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take it, and do't; and leave me for this time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	Leave you! wherefore?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	I do attend here on the general;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And think it no addition, nor my wish," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have him see me woman'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	Why, I pray you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Not that I love you not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	But that you do not love me." & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you, bring me on the way a little," & @CRLF & _
                "	And say if I shall see you soon at night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	'Tis but a little way that I can bring you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I attend here: but I'll see you soon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	'Tis very good; I must be circumstanced." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	OTHELLO" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Cyprus. Before the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OTHELLO and IAGO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Will you think so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	                  Think so, Iago!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	What," & @CRLF & _
                "	To kiss in private?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	An unauthorized kiss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Or to be naked with her friend in bed" & @CRLF & _
                "	An hour or more, not meaning any harm?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Naked in bed, Iago, and not mean harm!" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is hypocrisy against the devil:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They that mean virtuously, and yet do so," & @CRLF & _
                "	The devil their virtue tempts, and they tempt heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	So they do nothing, 'tis a venial slip:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if I give my wife a handkerchief,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	What then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Why, then, 'tis hers, my lord; and, being hers," & @CRLF & _
                "	She may, I think, bestow't on any man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	She is protectress of her honour too:" & @CRLF & _
                "	May she give that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Her honour is an essence that's not seen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They have it very oft that have it not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, for the handkerchief,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	By heaven, I would most gladly have forgot it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou said'st, it comes o'er my memory," & @CRLF & _
                "	As doth the raven o'er the infected house," & @CRLF & _
                "	Boding to all--he had my handkerchief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Ay, what of that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	                  That's not so good now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	What," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I had said I had seen him do you wrong?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or heard him say,--as knaves be such abroad," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who having, by their own importunate suit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or voluntary dotage of some mistress," & @CRLF & _
                "	Convinced or supplied them, cannot choose" & @CRLF & _
                "	But they must blab--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Hath he said any thing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	He hath, my lord; but be you well assured," & @CRLF & _
                "	No more than he'll unswear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	What hath he said?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	'Faith, that he did--I know not what he did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	What? what?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Lie--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	    With her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	With her, on her; what you will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Lie with her! lie on her! We say lie on her, when" & @CRLF & _
                "	they belie her. Lie with her! that's fulsome." & @CRLF & _
                "	--Handkerchief--confessions--handkerchief!--To" & @CRLF & _
                "	confess, and be hanged for his labour;--first, to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	hanged, and then to confess.--I tremble at it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Nature would not invest herself in such shadowing" & @CRLF & _
                "	passion without some instruction. It is not words" & @CRLF & _
                "	that shake me thus. Pish! Noses, ears, and lips." & @CRLF & _
                "	--Is't possible?--Confess--handkerchief!--O devil!--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Falls in a trance]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Work on," & @CRLF & _
                "	My medicine, work! Thus credulous fools are caught;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And many worthy and chaste dames even thus," & @CRLF & _
                "	All guiltless, meet reproach. What, ho! my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord, I say! Othello!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CASSIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		    How now, Cassio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	What's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	My lord is fall'n into an epilepsy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is his second fit; he had one yesterday." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Rub him about the temples." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	No, forbear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lethargy must have his quiet course:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not, he foams at mouth and by and by" & @CRLF & _
                "	Breaks out to savage madness. Look he stirs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you withdraw yourself a little while," & @CRLF & _
                "	He will recover straight: when he is gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would on great occasion speak with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit CASSIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How is it, general? have you not hurt your head?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Dost thou mock me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	                  I mock you! no, by heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "	Would you would bear your fortune like a man!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	A horned man's a monster and a beast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	There's many a beast then in a populous city," & @CRLF & _
                "	And many a civil monster." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Did he confess it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	                  Good sir, be a man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think every bearded fellow that's but yoked" & @CRLF & _
                "	May draw with you: there's millions now alive" & @CRLF & _
                "	That nightly lie in those unproper beds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which they dare swear peculiar: your case is better." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, 'tis the spite of hell, the fiend's arch-mock," & @CRLF & _
                "	To lip a wanton in a secure couch," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to suppose her chaste! No, let me know;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And knowing what I am, I know what she shall be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	O, thou art wise; 'tis certain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Stand you awhile apart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Confine yourself but in a patient list." & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst you were here o'erwhelmed with your grief--" & @CRLF & _
                "	A passion most unsuiting such a man--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cassio came hither: I shifted him away," & @CRLF & _
                "	And laid good 'scuse upon your ecstasy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bade him anon return and here speak with me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The which he promised. Do but encave yourself," & @CRLF & _
                "	And mark the fleers, the gibes, and notable scorns," & @CRLF & _
                "	That dwell in every region of his face;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I will make him tell the tale anew," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where, how, how oft, how long ago, and when" & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath, and is again to cope your wife:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I say, but mark his gesture. Marry, patience;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I shall say you are all in all in spleen," & @CRLF & _
                "	And nothing of a man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Dost thou hear, Iago?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will be found most cunning in my patience;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But--dost thou hear?--most bloody." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	That's not amiss;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet keep time in all. Will you withdraw?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[OTHELLO retires]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now will I question Cassio of Bianca," & @CRLF & _
                "	A housewife that by selling her desires" & @CRLF & _
                "	Buys herself bread and clothes: it is a creature" & @CRLF & _
                "	That dotes on Cassio; as 'tis the strumpet's plague" & @CRLF & _
                "	To beguile many and be beguiled by one:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He, when he hears of her, cannot refrain" & @CRLF & _
                "	From the excess of laughter. Here he comes:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter CASSIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	As he shall smile, Othello shall go mad;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And his unbookish jealousy must construe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor Cassio's smiles, gestures and light behavior," & @CRLF & _
                "	Quite in the wrong. How do you now, lieutenant?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	The worser that you give me the addition" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose want even kills me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Ply Desdemona well, and you are sure on't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Speaking lower]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, if this suit lay in Bianco's power," & @CRLF & _
                "	How quickly should you speed!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Alas, poor caitiff!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Look, how he laughs already!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I never knew woman love man so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Alas, poor rogue! I think, i' faith, she loves me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Now he denies it faintly, and laughs it out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Do you hear, Cassio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Now he importunes him" & @CRLF & _
                "	To tell it o'er: go to; well said, well said." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	She gives it out that you shall marry hey:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you intend it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Ha, ha, ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Do you triumph, Roman? do you triumph?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	I marry her! what? a customer! Prithee, bear some" & @CRLF & _
                "	charity to my wit: do not think it so unwholesome." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ha, ha, ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	So, so, so, so: they laugh that win." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	'Faith, the cry goes that you shall marry her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Prithee, say true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I am a very villain else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Have you scored me? Well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	This is the monkey's own giving out: she is" & @CRLF & _
                "	persuaded I will marry her, out of her own love and" & @CRLF & _
                "	flattery, not out of my promise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Iago beckons me; now he begins the story." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	She was here even now; she haunts me in every place." & @CRLF & _
                "	I was the other day talking on the sea-bank with" & @CRLF & _
                "	certain Venetians; and thither comes the bauble," & @CRLF & _
                "	and, by this hand, she falls me thus about my neck--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Crying 'O dear Cassio!' as it were: his gesture" & @CRLF & _
                "	imports it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	So hangs, and lolls, and weeps upon me; so hales," & @CRLF & _
                "	and pulls me: ha, ha, ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Now he tells how she plucked him to my chamber. O," & @CRLF & _
                "	I see that nose of yours, but not that dog I shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	throw it to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Well, I must leave her company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Before me! look, where she comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	'Tis such another fitchew! marry a perfumed one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BIANCA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What do you mean by this haunting of me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	Let the devil and his dam haunt you! What did you" & @CRLF & _
                "	mean by that same handkerchief you gave me even now?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I was a fine fool to take it. I must take out the" & @CRLF & _
                "	work?--A likely piece of work, that you should find" & @CRLF & _
                "	it in your chamber, and not know who left it there!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is some minx's token, and I must take out the" & @CRLF & _
                "	work? There; give it your hobby-horse: wheresoever" & @CRLF & _
                "	you had it, I'll take out no work on't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	How now, my sweet Bianca! how now! how now!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	By heaven, that should be my handkerchief!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	An you'll come to supper to-night, you may; an you" & @CRLF & _
                "	will not, come when you are next prepared for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	After her, after her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	'Faith, I must; she'll rail in the street else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Will you sup there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	'Faith, I intend so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Well, I may chance to see you; for I would very fain" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Prithee, come; will you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Go to; say no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit CASSIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	[Advancing]  How shall I murder him, Iago?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Did you perceive how he laughed at his vice?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	O Iago!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	And did you see the handkerchief?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Was that mine?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Yours by this hand: and to see how he prizes the" & @CRLF & _
                "	foolish woman your wife! she gave it him, and he" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath given it his whore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I would have him nine years a-killing." & @CRLF & _
                "	A fine woman! a fair woman! a sweet woman!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Nay, you must forget that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Ay, let her rot, and perish, and be damned to-night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for she shall not live: no, my heart is turned to" & @CRLF & _
                "	stone; I strike it, and it hurts my hand. O, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	world hath not a sweeter creature: she might lie by" & @CRLF & _
                "	an emperor's side and command him tasks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Nay, that's not your way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Hang her! I do but say what she is: so delicate" & @CRLF & _
                "	with her needle: an admirable musician: O! she" & @CRLF & _
                "	will sing the savageness out of a bear: of so high" & @CRLF & _
                "	and plenteous wit and invention:--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	She's the worse for all this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	O, a thousand thousand times: and then, of so" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentle a condition!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Ay, too gentle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Nay, that's certain: but yet the pity of it, Iago!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O Iago, the pity of it, Iago!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	If you are so fond over her iniquity, give her" & @CRLF & _
                "	patent to offend; for, if it touch not you, it comes" & @CRLF & _
                "	near nobody." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I will chop her into messes: cuckold me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	O, 'tis foul in her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	With mine officer!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	That's fouler." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Get me some poison, Iago; this night: I'll not" & @CRLF & _
                "	expostulate with her, lest her body and beauty" & @CRLF & _
                "	unprovide my mind again: this night, Iago." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Do it not with poison, strangle her in her bed, even" & @CRLF & _
                "	the bed she hath contaminated." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Good, good: the justice of it pleases: very good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	And for Cassio, let me be his undertaker: you" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall hear more by midnight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Excellent good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A trumpet within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What trumpet is that same?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Something from Venice, sure. 'Tis Lodovico" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come from the duke: and, see, your wife is with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LODOVICO, DESDEMONA, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	Save you, worthy general!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	With all my heart, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	The duke and senators of Venice greet you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Gives him a letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I kiss the instrument of their pleasures." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Opens the letter, and reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	And what's the news, good cousin Lodovico?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I am very glad to see you, signior" & @CRLF & _
                "	Welcome to Cyprus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	I thank you. How does Lieutenant Cassio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Lives, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Cousin, there's fall'n between him and my lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	An unkind breach: but you shall make all well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Are you sure of that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	[Reads]  'This fail you not to do, as you will--'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	He did not call; he's busy in the paper." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is there division 'twixt my lord and Cassio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	A most unhappy one: I would do much" & @CRLF & _
                "	To atone them, for the love I bear to Cassio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Fire and brimstone!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	       Are you wise?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	What, is he angry?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	                  May be the letter moved him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, as I think, they do command him home," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deputing Cassio in his government." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Trust me, I am glad on't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Indeed!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I am glad to see you mad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Why, sweet Othello,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	[Striking her]  Devil!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	I have not deserved this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	My lord, this would not be believed in Venice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though I should swear I saw't: 'tis very much:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make her amends; she weeps." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	O devil, devil!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If that the earth could teem with woman's tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	Each drop she falls would prove a crocodile." & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of my sight!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	I will not stay to offend you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Going]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	Truly, an obedient lady:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do beseech your lordship, call her back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Mistress!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	        My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	What would you with her, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	Who, I, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Ay; you did wish that I would make her turn:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir, she can turn, and turn, and yet go on," & @CRLF & _
                "	And turn again; and she can weep, sir, weep;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And she's obedient, as you say, obedient," & @CRLF & _
                "	Very obedient. Proceed you in your tears." & @CRLF & _
                "	Concerning this, sir,--O  well-painted passion!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am commanded home. Get you away;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll send for you anon. Sir, I obey the mandate," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will return to Venice. Hence, avaunt!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit DESDEMONA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cassio shall have my place. And, sir, tonight," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do entreat that we may sup together:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are welcome, sir, to Cyprus.--Goats and monkeys!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	Is this the noble Moor whom our full senate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call all in all sufficient? Is this the nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom passion could not shake? whose solid virtue" & @CRLF & _
                "	The shot of accident, nor dart of chance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Could neither graze nor pierce?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	He is much changed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	Are his wits safe? is he not light of brain?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	He's that he is: I may not breathe my censure" & @CRLF & _
                "	What he might be: if what he might he is not," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would to heaven he were!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	What, strike his wife!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	'Faith, that was not so well; yet would I knew" & @CRLF & _
                "	That stroke would prove the worst!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	Is it his use?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or did the letters work upon his blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	And new-create this fault?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Alas, alas!" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is not honesty in me to speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	What I have seen and known. You shall observe him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And his own courses will denote him so" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I may save my speech: do but go after," & @CRLF & _
                "	And mark how he continues." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	I am sorry that I am deceived in him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	OTHELLO" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A room in the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OTHELLO and EMILIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	You have seen nothing then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Nor ever heard, nor ever did suspect." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Yes, you have seen Cassio and she together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	But then I saw no harm, and then I heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	Each syllable that breath made up between them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	What, did they never whisper?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Never, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Nor send you out o' the way?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Never." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	To fetch her fan, her gloves, her mask, nor nothing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Never, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	That's strange." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	I durst, my lord, to wager she is honest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lay down my soul at stake: if you think other," & @CRLF & _
                "	Remove your thought; it doth abuse your bosom." & @CRLF & _
                "	If any wretch have put this in your head," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let heaven requite it with the serpent's curse!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, if she be not honest, chaste, and true," & @CRLF & _
                "	There's no man happy; the purest of their wives" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is foul as slander." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Bid her come hither: go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit EMILIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	She says enough; yet she's a simple bawd" & @CRLF & _
                "	That cannot say as much. This is a subtle whore," & @CRLF & _
                "	A closet lock and key of villanous secrets" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet she'll kneel and pray; I have seen her do't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DESDEMONA with EMILIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	My lord, what is your will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Pray, chuck, come hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	What is your pleasure?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Let me see your eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look in my face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	                  What horrible fancy's this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	[To EMILIA]  Some of your function, mistress;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leave procreants alone and shut the door;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cough, or cry 'hem,' if any body come:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your mystery, your mystery: nay, dispatch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit EMILIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Upon my knees, what doth your speech import?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I understand a fury in your words." & @CRLF & _
                "	But not the words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Why, what art thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Your wife, my lord; your true" & @CRLF & _
                "	And loyal wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	                  Come, swear it, damn thyself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest, being like one of heaven, the devils themselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should fear to seize thee: therefore be double damn'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Swear thou art honest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Heaven doth truly know it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Heaven truly knows that thou art false as hell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	To whom, my lord? with whom? how am I false?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	O Desdemona! away! away! away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Alas the heavy day! Why do you weep?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Am I the motive of these tears, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If haply you my father do suspect" & @CRLF & _
                "	An instrument of this your calling back," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lay not your blame on me: If you have lost him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, I have lost him too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Had it pleased heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	To try me with affliction; had they rain'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	All kinds of sores and shames on my bare head." & @CRLF & _
                "	Steep'd me in poverty to the very lips," & @CRLF & _
                "	Given to captivity me and my utmost hopes," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should have found in some place of my soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	A drop of patience: but, alas, to make me" & @CRLF & _
                "	A fixed figure for the time of scorn" & @CRLF & _
                "	To point his slow unmoving finger at!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet could I bear that too; well, very well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But there, where I have garner'd up my heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where either I must live, or bear no life;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fountain from the which my current runs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else dries up; to be discarded thence!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or keep it as a cistern for foul toads" & @CRLF & _
                "	To knot and gender in! Turn thy complexion there," & @CRLF & _
                "	Patience, thou young and rose-lipp'd cherubin,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, there, look grim as hell!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	I hope my noble lord esteems me honest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	O, ay; as summer flies are in the shambles," & @CRLF & _
                "	That quicken even with blowing. O thou weed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who art so lovely fair and smell'st so sweet" & @CRLF & _
                "	That the sense aches at thee, would thou hadst" & @CRLF & _
                "	ne'er been born!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Alas, what ignorant sin have I committed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Was this fair paper, this most goodly book," & @CRLF & _
                "	Made to write 'whore' upon? What committed!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Committed! O thou public commoner!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I should make very forges of my cheeks," & @CRLF & _
                "	That would to cinders burn up modesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did I but speak thy deeds. What committed!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven stops the nose at it and the moon winks," & @CRLF & _
                "	The bawdy wind that kisses all it meets" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is hush'd within the hollow mine of earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will not hear it. What committed!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Impudent strumpet!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	                  By heaven, you do me wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Are you not a strumpet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	No, as I am a Christian:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If to preserve this vessel for my lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	From any other foul unlawful touch" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not to be a strumpet, I am none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	What, not a whore?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	                  No, as I shall be saved." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Is't possible?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	                  O, heaven forgive us!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I cry you mercy, then:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I took you for that cunning whore of Venice" & @CRLF & _
                "	That married with Othello." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Raising his voice]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		     You, mistress," & @CRLF & _
                "	That have the office opposite to Saint Peter," & @CRLF & _
                "	And keep the gate of hell!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter EMILIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		     You, you, ay, you!" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have done our course; there's money for your pains:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you, turn the key and keep our counsel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Alas, what does this gentleman conceive?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How do you, madam? how do you, my good lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	'Faith, half asleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Good madam, what's the matter with my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	With who?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Why, with my lord, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Who is thy lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	                  He that is yours, sweet lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	I have none: do not talk to me, Emilia;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot weep; nor answer have I none," & @CRLF & _
                "	But what should go by water. Prithee, tonight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lay on my bed my wedding sheets: remember;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And call thy husband hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Here's a change indeed!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	'Tis meet I should be used so, very meet." & @CRLF & _
                "	How have I been behaved, that he might stick" & @CRLF & _
                "	The small'st opinion on my least misuse?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter EMILIA with IAGO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	What is your pleasure, madam?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How is't with you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	I cannot tell. Those that do teach young babes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do it with gentle means and easy tasks:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He might have chid me so; for, in good faith," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am a child to chiding." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	What's the matter, lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Alas, Iago, my lord hath so bewhored her." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thrown such despite and heavy terms upon her," & @CRLF & _
                "	As true hearts cannot bear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Am I that name, Iago?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	What name, fair lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Such as she says my lord did say I was." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	He call'd her whore: a beggar in his drink" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could not have laid such terms upon his callat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Why did he so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	I do not know; I am sure I am none such." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Do not weep, do not weep. Alas the day!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Hath she forsook so many noble matches," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her father and her country and her friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be call'd whore? would it not make one weep?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	It is my wretched fortune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Beshrew him for't!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How comes this trick upon him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Nay, heaven doth know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	I will be hang'd, if some eternal villain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some busy and insinuating rogue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some cogging, cozening slave, to get some office," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have not devised this slander; I'll be hang'd else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Fie, there is no such man; it is impossible." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	If any such there be, heaven pardon him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	A halter pardon him! and hell gnaw his bones!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why should he call her whore? who keeps her company?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What place? what time? what form? what likelihood?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Moor's abused by some most villanous knave," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some base notorious knave, some scurvy fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "	O heaven, that such companions thou'ldst unfold," & @CRLF & _
                "	And put in every honest hand a whip" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lash the rascals naked through the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even from the east to the west!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Speak within door." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	O, fie upon them! Some such squire he was" & @CRLF & _
                "	That turn'd your wit the seamy side without," & @CRLF & _
                "	And made you to suspect me with the Moor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	You are a fool; go to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	O good Iago," & @CRLF & _
                "	What shall I do to win my lord again?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good friend, go to him; for, by this light of heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	I know not how I lost him. Here I kneel:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If e'er my will did trespass 'gainst his love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Either in discourse of thought or actual deed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or that mine eyes, mine ears, or any sense," & @CRLF & _
                "	Delighted them in any other form;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or that I do not yet, and ever did." & @CRLF & _
                "	And ever will--though he do shake me off" & @CRLF & _
                "	To beggarly divorcement--love him dearly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Comfort forswear me! Unkindness may do much;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And his unkindness may defeat my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	But never taint my love. I cannot say 'whore:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	It does abhor me now I speak the word;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do the act that might the addition earn" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not the world's mass of vanity could make me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I pray you, be content; 'tis but his humour:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The business of the state does him offence," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he does chide with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	If 'twere no other--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	'Tis but so, I warrant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpets within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark, how these instruments summon to supper!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The messengers of Venice stay the meat;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go in, and weep not; all things shall be well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt DESDEMONA and EMILIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter RODERIGO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, Roderigo!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	I do not find that thou dealest justly with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	What in the contrary?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Every day thou daffest me with some device, Iago;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and rather, as it seems to me now, keepest from me" & @CRLF & _
                "	all conveniency than suppliest me with the least" & @CRLF & _
                "	advantage of hope. I will indeed no longer endure" & @CRLF & _
                "	it, nor am I yet persuaded to put up in peace what" & @CRLF & _
                "	already I have foolishly suffered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Will you hear me, Roderigo?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	'Faith, I have heard too much, for your words and" & @CRLF & _
                "	performances are no kin together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	You charge me most unjustly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	With nought but truth. I have wasted myself out of" & @CRLF & _
                "	my means. The jewels you have had from me to" & @CRLF & _
                "	deliver to Desdemona would half have corrupted a" & @CRLF & _
                "	votarist: you have told me she hath received them" & @CRLF & _
                "	and returned me expectations and comforts of sudden" & @CRLF & _
                "	respect and acquaintance, but I find none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Well; go to; very well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Very well! go to! I cannot go to, man; nor 'tis" & @CRLF & _
                "	not very well: nay, I think it is scurvy, and begin" & @CRLF & _
                "	to find myself fobbed in it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Very well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	I tell you 'tis not very well. I will make myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	known to Desdemona: if she will return me my" & @CRLF & _
                "	jewels, I will give over my suit and repent my" & @CRLF & _
                "	unlawful solicitation; if not, assure yourself I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will seek satisfaction of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	You have said now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Ay, and said nothing but what I protest intendment of doing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Why, now I see there's mettle in thee, and even from" & @CRLF & _
                "	this instant to build on thee a better opinion than" & @CRLF & _
                "	ever before. Give me thy hand, Roderigo: thou hast" & @CRLF & _
                "	taken against me a most just exception; but yet, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	protest, I have dealt most directly in thy affair." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	It hath not appeared." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I grant indeed it hath not appeared, and your" & @CRLF & _
                "	suspicion is not without wit and judgment. But," & @CRLF & _
                "	Roderigo, if thou hast that in thee indeed, which I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have greater reason to believe now than ever, I mean" & @CRLF & _
                "	purpose, courage and valour, this night show it: if" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou the next night following enjoy not Desdemona," & @CRLF & _
                "	take me from this world with treachery and devise" & @CRLF & _
                "	engines for my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Well, what is it? is it within reason and compass?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Sir, there is especial commission come from Venice" & @CRLF & _
                "	to depute Cassio in Othello's place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Is that true? why, then Othello and Desdemona" & @CRLF & _
                "	return again to Venice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	O, no; he goes into Mauritania and takes away with" & @CRLF & _
                "	him the fair Desdemona, unless his abode be" & @CRLF & _
                "	lingered here by some accident: wherein none can be" & @CRLF & _
                "	so determinate as the removing of Cassio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	How do you mean, removing of him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Why, by making him uncapable of Othello's place;" & @CRLF & _
                "	knocking out his brains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	And that you would have me to do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Ay, if you dare do yourself a profit and a right." & @CRLF & _
                "	He sups to-night with a harlotry, and thither will I" & @CRLF & _
                "	go to him: he knows not yet of his horrorable" & @CRLF & _
                "	fortune. If you will watch his going thence, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will fashion to fall out between twelve and one," & @CRLF & _
                "	you may take him at your pleasure: I will be near" & @CRLF & _
                "	to second your attempt, and he shall fall between" & @CRLF & _
                "	us. Come, stand not amazed at it, but go along with" & @CRLF & _
                "	me; I will show you such a necessity in his death" & @CRLF & _
                "	that you shall think yourself bound to put it on" & @CRLF & _
                "	him. It is now high suppertime, and the night grows" & @CRLF & _
                "	to waste: about it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	I will hear further reason for this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	And you shall be satisfied." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	OTHELLO" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Another room in the castle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OTHELLO, LODOVICO, DESDEMONA, EMILIA and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	I do beseech you, sir, trouble yourself no further." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	O, pardon me: 'twill do me good to walk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	Madam, good night; I humbly thank your ladyship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Your honour is most welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Will you walk, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O,--Desdemona,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Get you to bed on the instant; I will be returned" & @CRLF & _
                "	forthwith: dismiss your attendant there: look it be done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	I will, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt OTHELLO, LODOVICO, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	How goes it now? he looks gentler than he did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	He says he will return incontinent:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath commanded me to go to bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bade me to dismiss you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Dismiss me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	It was his bidding: therefore, good Emilia,." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me my nightly wearing, and adieu:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We must not now displease him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	I would you had never seen him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	So would not I	my love doth so approve him," & @CRLF & _
                "	That even his stubbornness, his cheques, his frowns--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prithee, unpin me,--have grace and favour in them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	I have laid those sheets you bade me on the bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	All's one. Good faith, how foolish are our minds!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I do die before thee prithee, shroud me" & @CRLF & _
                "	In one of those same sheets." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Come, come you talk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	My mother had a maid call'd Barbara:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She was in love, and he she loved proved mad" & @CRLF & _
                "	And did forsake her: she had a song of 'willow;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	An old thing 'twas, but it express'd her fortune," & @CRLF & _
                "	And she died singing it: that song to-night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will not go from my mind; I have much to do," & @CRLF & _
                "	But to go hang my head all at one side," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sing it like poor Barbara. Prithee, dispatch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Shall I go fetch your night-gown?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	No, unpin me here." & @CRLF & _
                "	This Lodovico is a proper man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	A very handsome man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	He speaks well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	I know a lady in Venice would have walked barefoot" & @CRLF & _
                "	to Palestine for a touch of his nether lip." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	[Singing]  The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sing all a green willow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her hand on her bosom, her head on her knee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sing willow, willow, willow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fresh streams ran by her, and murmur'd her moans;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sing willow, willow, willow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her salt tears fell from her, and soften'd the stones;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lay by these:--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Singing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sing willow, willow, willow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prithee, hie thee; he'll come anon:--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Singing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sing all a green willow must be my garland." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let nobody blame him; his scorn I approve,-" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, that's not next.--Hark! who is't that knocks?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	It's the wind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	[Singing]  I call'd my love false love; but what" & @CRLF & _
                "	said he then?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sing willow, willow, willow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I court moe women, you'll couch with moe men!" & @CRLF & _
                "	So, get thee gone; good night Ate eyes do itch;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth that bode weeping?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	'Tis neither here nor there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	I have heard it said so. O, these men, these men!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dost thou in conscience think,--tell me, Emilia,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	That there be women do abuse their husbands" & @CRLF & _
                "	In such gross kind?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	There be some such, no question." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Wouldst thou do such a deed for all the world?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Why, would not you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	No, by this heavenly light!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Nor I neither by this heavenly light;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I might do't as well i' the dark." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Wouldst thou do such a deed for all the world?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	The world's a huge thing: it is a great price." & @CRLF & _
                "	For a small vice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	In troth, I think thou wouldst not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	In troth, I think I should; and undo't when I had" & @CRLF & _
                "	done. Marry, I would not do such a thing for a" & @CRLF & _
                "	joint-ring, nor for measures of lawn, nor for" & @CRLF & _
                "	gowns, petticoats, nor caps, nor any petty" & @CRLF & _
                "	exhibition; but for the whole world,--why, who would" & @CRLF & _
                "	not make her husband a cuckold to make him a" & @CRLF & _
                "	monarch? I should venture purgatory for't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Beshrew me, if I would do such a wrong" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the whole world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Why the wrong is but a wrong i' the world: and" & @CRLF & _
                "	having the world for your labour, tis a wrong in your" & @CRLF & _
                "	own world, and you might quickly make it right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	I do not think there is any such woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Yes, a dozen; and as many to the vantage as would" & @CRLF & _
                "	store the world they played for." & @CRLF & _
                "	But I do think it is their husbands' faults" & @CRLF & _
                "	If wives do fall: say that they slack their duties," & @CRLF & _
                "	And pour our treasures into foreign laps," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else break out in peevish jealousies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Throwing restraint upon us; or say they strike us," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or scant our former having in despite;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, we have galls, and though we have some grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet have we some revenge. Let husbands know" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their wives have sense like them: they see and smell" & @CRLF & _
                "	And have their palates both for sweet and sour," & @CRLF & _
                "	As husbands have. What is it that they do" & @CRLF & _
                "	When they change us for others? Is it sport?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I think it is: and doth affection breed it?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I think it doth: is't frailty that thus errs?" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is so too: and have not we affections," & @CRLF & _
                "	Desires for sport, and frailty, as men have?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then let them use us well: else let them know," & @CRLF & _
                "	The ills we do, their ills instruct us so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Good night, good night: heaven me such uses send," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not to pick bad from bad, but by bad mend!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	OTHELLO" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Cyprus. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter IAGO and RODERIGO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Here, stand behind this bulk; straight will he come:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wear thy good rapier bare, and put it home:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Quick, quick; fear nothing; I'll be at thy elbow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It makes us, or it mars us; think on that," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fix most firm thy resolution." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Be near at hand; I may miscarry in't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Here, at thy hand: be bold, and take thy stand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Retires]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	I have no great devotion to the deed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet he hath given me satisfying reasons:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis but a man gone. Forth, my sword: he dies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I have rubb'd this young quat almost to the sense," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he grows angry. Now, whether he kill Cassio," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or Cassio him, or each do kill the other," & @CRLF & _
                "	Every way makes my gain: live Roderigo," & @CRLF & _
                "	He calls me to a restitution large" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of gold and jewels that I bobb'd from him," & @CRLF & _
                "	As gifts to Desdemona;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It must not be: if Cassio do remain," & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath a daily beauty in his life" & @CRLF & _
                "	That makes me ugly; and, besides, the Moor" & @CRLF & _
                "	May unfold me to him; there stand I in much peril:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, he must die. But so: I hear him coming." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CASSIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	I know his gait, 'tis he.--Villain, thou diest!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Makes a pass at CASSIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	That thrust had been mine enemy indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that my coat is better than thou know'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will make proof of thine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Draws, and wounds RODERIGO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	O, I am slain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[IAGO from behind wounds CASSIO in the leg, and exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	I am maim'd for ever. Help, ho! murder! murder!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Falls]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OTHELLO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	The voice of Cassio: Iago keeps his word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	O, villain that I am!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	It is even so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	O, help, ho! light! a surgeon!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	'Tis he:--O brave Iago, honest and just," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hast such noble sense of thy friend's wrong!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou teachest me. Minion, your dear lies dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	And your unblest fate hies: strumpet, I come." & @CRLF & _
                "	Forth of my heart those charms, thine eyes, are blotted;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy bed, lust-stain'd, shall with lust's blood be spotted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LODOVICO and GRATIANO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	What, ho! no watch? no passage? murder! murder!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	'Tis some mischance; the cry is very direful." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	O, help!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	Hark!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	O wretched villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	Two or three groan: it is a heavy night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	These may be counterfeits: let's think't unsafe" & @CRLF & _
                "	To come in to the cry without more help." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	Nobody come? then shall I bleed to death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	Hark!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter IAGO, with a light]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Here's one comes in his shirt, with light and weapons." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Who's there? whose noise is this that ones on murder?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	We do not know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	                  Did not you hear a cry?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Here, here! for heaven's sake, help me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	What's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	This is Othello's ancient, as I take it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	The same indeed; a very valiant fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	What are you here that cry so grievously?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Iago? O, I am spoil'd, undone by villains!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me some help." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	O me, lieutenant! what villains have done this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	I think that one of them is hereabout," & @CRLF & _
                "	And cannot make away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	O treacherous villains!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What are you there? come in, and give some help." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To LODOVICO and GRATIANO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	O, help me here!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	That's one of them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	O murderous slave! O villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Stabs RODERIGO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "RODERIGO	O damn'd Iago! O inhuman dog!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Kill men i' the dark!--Where be these bloody thieves?--" & @CRLF & _
                "	How silent is this town!--Ho! murder! murder!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	What may you be? are you of good or evil?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	As you shall prove us, praise us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Signior Lodovico?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	He, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I cry you mercy. Here's Cassio hurt by villains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Cassio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	How is't, brother!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	My leg is cut in two." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Marry, heaven forbid!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Light, gentlemen; I'll bind it with my shirt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BIANCA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	What is the matter, ho? who is't that cried?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Who is't that cried!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	O my dear Cassio! my sweet Cassio! O Cassio," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cassio, Cassio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	O notable strumpet! Cassio, may you suspect" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who they should be that have thus many led you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	I am to find you thus: I have been to seek you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Lend me a garter. So. O, for a chair," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bear him easily hence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	Alas, he faints! O Cassio, Cassio, Cassio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Gentlemen all, I do suspect this trash" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be a party in this injury." & @CRLF & _
                "	Patience awhile, good Cassio. Come, come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lend me a light. Know we this face or no?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas my friend and my dear countryman" & @CRLF & _
                "	Roderigo! no:--yes, sure: O heaven! Roderigo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	What, of Venice?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Even he, sir; did you know him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Know him! ay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Signior Gratiano? I cry you gentle pardon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	These bloody accidents must excuse my manners," & @CRLF & _
                "	That so neglected you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	I am glad to see you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	How do you, Cassio? O, a chair, a chair!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Roderigo!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	He, he 'tis he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A chair brought in]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, that's well said; the chair!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Some good man bear him carefully from hence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll fetch the general's surgeon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To BIANCA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		                  For you, mistress," & @CRLF & _
                "	Save you your labour. He that lies slain" & @CRLF & _
                "	here, Cassio," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was my dear friend: what malice was between you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	None in the world; nor do I know the man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	[To BIANCA]  What, look you pale? O, bear him out" & @CRLF & _
                "	o' the air." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[CASSIO and RODERIGO are borne off]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stay you, good gentlemen. Look you pale, mistress?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you perceive the gastness of her eye?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, if you stare, we shall hear more anon." & @CRLF & _
                "	Behold her well; I pray you, look upon her:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you see, gentlemen? nay, guiltiness will speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though tongues were out of use." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EMILIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	'Las, what's the matter? what's the matter, husband?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Cassio hath here been set on in the dark" & @CRLF & _
                "	By Roderigo and fellows that are scaped:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He's almost slain, and Roderigo dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Alas, good gentleman! alas, good Cassio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	This is the fruit of whoring. Prithee, Emilia," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go know of Cassio where he supp'd to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To BIANCA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, do you shake at that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	He supp'd at my house; but I therefore shake not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	O, did he so? I charge you, go with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Fie, fie upon thee, strumpet!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	I am no strumpet; but of life as honest" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you that thus abuse me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	As I! foh! fie upon thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Kind gentlemen, let's go see poor Cassio dress'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, mistress, you must tell's another tale." & @CRLF & _
                "	Emilia run you to the citadel," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell my lord and lady what hath happ'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you go on? I pray." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		   This is the night" & @CRLF & _
                "	That either makes me or fordoes me quite." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	OTHELLO" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A bedchamber in the castle: DESDEMONA in bed asleep;" & @CRLF & _
                "	a light burning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OTHELLO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is the cause. Yet I'll not shed her blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow," & @CRLF & _
                "	And smooth as monumental alabaster." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet she must die, else she'll betray more men." & @CRLF & _
                "	Put out the light, and then put out the light:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I quench thee, thou flaming minister," & @CRLF & _
                "	I can again thy former light restore," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should I repent me: but once put out thy light," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	I know not where is that Promethean heat" & @CRLF & _
                "	That can thy light relume. When I have pluck'd the rose," & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot give it vital growth again." & @CRLF & _
                "	It must needs wither: I'll smell it on the tree." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kissing her]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah balmy breath, that dost almost persuade" & @CRLF & _
                "	Justice to break her sword! One more, one more." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be thus when thou art dead, and I will kill thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	And love thee after. One more, and this the last:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So sweet was ne'er so fatal. I must weep," & @CRLF & _
                "	But they are cruel tears: this sorrow's heavenly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It strikes where it doth love. She wakes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Who's there? Othello?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Ay. Desdemona." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Will you come to bed, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Have you pray'd to-night, Desdemona?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Ay, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	If you bethink yourself of any crime" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unreconciled as yet to heaven and grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Solicit for it straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Alas, my lord, what do you mean by that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Well, do it, and be brief; I will walk by:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not kill thy unprepared spirit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No; heaven forfend! I would not kill thy soul." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Talk you of killing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Ay, I do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Then heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have mercy on me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	                  Amen, with all my heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	If you say so, I hope you will not kill me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Hum!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	And yet I fear you; for you are fatal then" & @CRLF & _
                "	When your eyes roll so: why I should fear I know not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since guiltiness I know not; but yet I feel I fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Think on thy sins." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	                  They are loves I bear to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Ay, and for that thou diest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	That death's unnatural that kills for loving." & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, why gnaw you so your nether lip?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some bloody passion shakes your very frame:" & @CRLF & _
                "	These are portents; but yet I hope, I hope," & @CRLF & _
                "	They do not point on me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Peace, and be still!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	I will so. What's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	That handkerchief which I so loved and gave thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou gavest to Cassio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	No, by my life and soul!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Send for the man, and ask him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Sweet soul, take heed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Take heed of perjury; thou art on thy deathbed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Ay, but not yet to die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Yes, presently:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore confess thee freely of thy sin;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For to deny each article with oath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot remove nor choke the strong conception" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I do groan withal. Thou art to die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Then Lord have mercy on me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I say, amen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	And have you mercy too! I never did" & @CRLF & _
                "	Offend you in my life; never loved Cassio" & @CRLF & _
                "	But with such general warranty of heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I might love: I never gave him token." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	By heaven, I saw my handkerchief in's hand." & @CRLF & _
                "	O perjured woman! thou dost stone my heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	And makest me call what I intend to do" & @CRLF & _
                "	A murder, which I thought a sacrifice:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw the handkerchief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	He found it then;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I never gave it him: send for him hither;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him confess a truth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	He hath confess'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	What, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	That he hath used thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	How? unlawfully?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Ay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	He will not say so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	No, his mouth is stopp'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Honest Iago hath ta'en order for't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	O! my fear interprets: what, is he dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Had all his hairs been lives, my great revenge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had stomach for them all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Alas! he is betray'd and I undone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Out, strumpet! weep'st thou for him to my face?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	O, banish me, my lord, but kill me not!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Down, strumpet!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Kill me to-morrow: let me live to-night!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Nay, if you strive--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	But half an hour!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	                  Being done, there is no pause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	But while I say one prayer!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	It is too late." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He stifles her]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	[Within]  My lord, my lord! what, ho! my lord, my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	What noise is this? Not dead? not yet quite dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I that am cruel am yet merciful;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not have thee linger in thy pain: So, so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	[Within]  What, ho! my lord, my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Who's there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	[Within]  O, good my lord, I would speak a word with you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Yes: 'tis Emilia. By and by. She's dead." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis like she comes to speak of Cassio's death.--" & @CRLF & _
                "	The noise was here. Ha! no more moving?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Still as the grave. Shall she come in? were't good?--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I think she stirs again:--no. What's best to do?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If she come in, she'll sure speak to my wife:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My wife! my wife! what wife? I have no wife." & @CRLF & _
                "	O insupportable! O heavy hour!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks it should be now a huge eclipse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of sun and moon, and that the affrighted globe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should yawn at alteration." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	[Within]  I do beseech you" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I may speak with you, O, good my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I had forgot thee: O, come in, Emilia;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Soft; by and by. Let me the curtains draw." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where art thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Unlocks the door]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EMILIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What's the matter with thee now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	O, my good lord, yonder's foul murders done!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	What, now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	But now, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	It is the very error of the moon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She comes more nearer earth than she was wont," & @CRLF & _
                "	And makes men mad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Cassio, my lord, hath kill'd a young Venetian" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call'd Roderigo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	                  Roderigo kill'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Cassio kill'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	No, Cassio is not kill'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Not Cassio kill'd! then murder's out of tune," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sweet revenge grows harsh." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	O, falsely, falsely murder'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Alas, what cry is that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	That! what?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Out, and alas! that was my lady's voice." & @CRLF & _
                "	Help! help, ho! help! O lady, speak again!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet Desdemona! O sweet mistress, speak!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	A guiltless death I die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	O, who hath done this deed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DESDEMONA	Nobody; I myself. Farewell" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commend me to my kind lord: O, farewell!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Why, how should she be murder'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Alas, who knows?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	You heard her say herself, it was not I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	She said so: I must needs report the truth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	She's, like a liar, gone to burning hell:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twas I that kill'd her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	O, the more angel she," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you the blacker devil!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	She turn'd to folly, and she was a whore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Thou dost belie her, and thou art a devil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	She was false as water." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Thou art rash as fire, to say" & @CRLF & _
                "	That she was false: O, she was heavenly true!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Cassio did top her; ask thy husband else." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, I were damn'd beneath all depth in hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that I did proceed upon just grounds" & @CRLF & _
                "	To this extremity. Thy husband knew it all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	My husband!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Thy husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	That she was false to wedlock?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Ay, with Cassio. Nay, had she been true," & @CRLF & _
                "	If heaven would make me such another world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of one entire and Perfect chrysolite," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'ld not have sold her for it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	My husband!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	          Ay, 'twas he that told me first:" & @CRLF & _
                "	An honest man he is, and hates the slime" & @CRLF & _
                "	That sticks on filthy deeds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	My husband!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	What needs this iteration, woman? I say thy husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	O mistress, villany hath made mocks with love," & @CRLF & _
                "	My husband say that she was false!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	He, woman;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I say thy husband: dost understand the word?" & @CRLF & _
                "	My friend, thy husband, honest, honest Iago." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	If he say so, may his pernicious soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rot half a grain a day! he lies to the heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She was too fond of her most filthy bargain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Do thy worst:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This deed of thine is no more worthy heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than thou wast worthy her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Peace, you were best." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Thou hast not half that power to do me harm" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I have to be hurt. O gull! O dolt!" & @CRLF & _
                "	As ignorant as dirt! thou hast done a deed--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I care not for thy sword; I'll make thee known," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though I lost twenty lives.--Help! help, ho! help!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Moor hath kill'd my mistress! Murder! murder!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MONTANO, GRATIANO, IAGO, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	What is the matter? How now, general!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	O, are you come, Iago? you have done well," & @CRLF & _
                "	That men must lay their murders on your neck." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	What is the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Disprove this villain, if thou be'st a man:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He says thou told'st him that his wife was false:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know thou didst not, thou'rt not such a villain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak, for my heart is full." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I told him what I thought, and told no more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than what he found himself was apt and true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	But did you ever tell him she was false?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	You told a lie, an odious, damned lie;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my soul, a lie, a wicked lie." & @CRLF & _
                "	She false with Cassio!--did you say with Cassio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	With Cassio, mistress. Go to, charm your tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	I will not charm my tongue; I am bound to speak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My mistress here lies murder'd in her bed,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	O heavens forfend!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	And your reports have set the murder on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Nay, stare not, masters: it is true, indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	'Tis a strange truth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	O monstrous act!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	                  Villany, villany, villany!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I think upon't, I think: I smell't: O villany!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I thought so then:--I'll kill myself for grief:--" & @CRLF & _
                "	O villany, villany!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	What, are you mad? I charge you, get you home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Good gentlemen, let me have leave to speak:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis proper I obey him, but not now." & @CRLF & _
                "	Perchance, Iago, I will ne'er go home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	O! O! O!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He falls on the bed]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	       Nay, lay thee down and roar;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thou hast kill'd the sweetest innocent" & @CRLF & _
                "	That e'er did lift up eye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	[Rising]  O, she was foul!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I scarce did know you, uncle: there lies your niece," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose breath, indeed, these hands have newly stopp'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know this act shows horrible and grim." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Poor Desdemona! I am glad thy father's dead:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy match was mortal to him, and pure grief" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shore his old thread in twain: did he live now," & @CRLF & _
                "	This sight would make him do a desperate turn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, curse his better angel from his side," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fall to reprobation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	'Tis pitiful; but yet Iago knows" & @CRLF & _
                "	That she with Cassio hath the act of shame" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thousand times committed; Cassio confess'd it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And she did gratify his amorous works" & @CRLF & _
                "	With that recognizance and pledge of love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I first gave her; I saw it in his hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It was a handkerchief, an antique token" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father gave my mother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	O heaven! O heavenly powers!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Come, hold your peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	'Twill out, 'twill out: I peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, I will speak as liberal as the north:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let heaven and men and devils, let them all," & @CRLF & _
                "	All, all, cry shame against me, yet I'll speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Be wise, and get you home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	I will not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[IAGO offers to stab EMILIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	Fie!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your sword upon a woman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	O thou dull Moor! that handkerchief thou speak'st of" & @CRLF & _
                "	I found by fortune and did give my husband;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For often, with a solemn earnestness," & @CRLF & _
                "	More than indeed belong'd to such a trifle," & @CRLF & _
                "	He begg'd of me to steal it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Villanous whore!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	She give it Cassio! no, alas! I found it," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I did give't my husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Filth, thou liest!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	By heaven, I do not, I do not, gentlemen." & @CRLF & _
                "	O murderous coxcomb! what should such a fool" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do with so good a woman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Are there no stones in heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	But what serve for the thunder?--Precious villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He runs at IAGO  IAGO, from behind, stabs EMILIA, and exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	The woman falls; sure, he hath kill'd his wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Ay, ay: O, lay me by my mistress' side." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	He's gone, but his wife's kill'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTANO	'Tis a notorious villain. Take you this weapon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I have here recover'd from the Moor:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, guard the door without; let him not pass," & @CRLF & _
                "	But kill him rather. I'll after that same villain," & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'tis a damned slave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt MONTANO and GRATIANO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I am not valiant neither," & @CRLF & _
                "	But ever puny whipster gets my sword:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But why should honour outlive honesty?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let it go all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	What did thy song bode, lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark, canst thou hear me? I will play the swan." & @CRLF & _
                "	And die in music." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Singing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Willow, willow, willow,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Moor, she was chaste; she loved thee, cruel Moor;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So come my soul to bliss, as I speak true;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So speaking as I think, I die, I die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I have another weapon in this chamber;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a sword of Spain, the ice-brook's temper:--" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, here it is. Uncle, I must come forth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	[Within]  If thou attempt it, it will cost thee dear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast no weapon, and perforce must suffer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Look in upon me then and speak with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, naked as I am, I will assault thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter GRATIANO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	What is the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Behold, I have a weapon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A better never did itself sustain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a soldier's thigh: I have seen the day," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, with this little arm and this good sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have made my way through more impediments" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than twenty times your stop: but, O vain boast!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who can control his fate? 'tis not so now." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not afraid, though you do see me weapon'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is my journey's end, here is my butt," & @CRLF & _
                "	And very sea-mark of my utmost sail." & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you go back dismay'd? 'tis a lost fear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Man but a rush against Othello's breast," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he retires. Where should Othello go?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, how dost thou look now? O ill-starr'd wench!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pale as thy smock! when we shall meet at compt," & @CRLF & _
                "	This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even like thy chastity. O cursed slave!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whip me, ye devils," & @CRLF & _
                "	From the possession of this heavenly sight!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blow me about in winds! roast me in sulphur!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wash me in steep-down gulfs of liquid fire!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O Desdemona! Desdemona! dead!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Oh! Oh! Oh!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LODOVICO. MONTANO, CASSIO carried in a chair," & @CRLF & _
                "	and Officers with IAGO, prisoner]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	Where is this rash and most unfortunate man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	That's he that was Othello: here I am." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	Where is that viper? bring the villain forth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I look down towards his feet; but that's a fable." & @CRLF & _
                "	If that thou best a devil, I cannot kill thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Wounds IAGO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	Wrench his sword from him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	I bleed, sir; but not kill'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I am not sorry neither: I'ld have thee live;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, in my sense, 'tis happiness to die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	O thou Othello, thou wert once so good," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fall'n in the practise of a damned slave," & @CRLF & _
                "	What shall be said to thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Why, any thing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	An honourable murderer, if you will;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For nought I did in hate, but all in honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	This wretch hath part confess'd his villany:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did you and he consent in Cassio's death?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Ay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Dear general, I never gave you cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I do believe it, and I ask your pardon." & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you, I pray, demand that demi-devil" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why he hath thus ensnared my soul and body?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IAGO	Demand me nothing: what you know, you know:" & @CRLF & _
                "	From this time forth I never will speak word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	What, not to pray?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	                  Torments will ope your lips." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Well, thou dost best." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	Sir, you shall understand what hath befall'n," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, as I think, you know not. Here is a letter" & @CRLF & _
                "	Found in the pocket of the slain Roderigo;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here another: the one of them imports" & @CRLF & _
                "	The death of Cassio to be undertook" & @CRLF & _
                "	By Roderigo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	O villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	Most heathenish and most gross!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	Now here's another discontented paper," & @CRLF & _
                "	Found in his pocket too; and this, it seems," & @CRLF & _
                "	Roderigo meant to have sent this damned villain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that belike Iago in the interim" & @CRLF & _
                "	Came in and satisfied him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	O the pernicious caitiff!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How came you, Cassio, by that handkerchief" & @CRLF & _
                "	That was my wife's?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	I found it in my chamber:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he himself confess'd but even now" & @CRLF & _
                "	That there he dropp'd it for a special purpose" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which wrought to his desire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	O fool! fool! fool!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	There is besides in Roderigo's letter," & @CRLF & _
                "	How he upbraids Iago, that he made him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brave me upon the watch; whereon it came" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I was cast: and even but now he spake," & @CRLF & _
                "	After long seeming dead, Iago hurt him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Iago set him on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	You must forsake this room, and go with us:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your power and your command is taken off," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Cassio rules in Cyprus. For this slave," & @CRLF & _
                "	If there be any cunning cruelty" & @CRLF & _
                "	That can torment him much and hold him long," & @CRLF & _
                "	It shall be his. You shall close prisoner rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till that the nature of your fault be known" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the Venetian state. Come, bring him away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	Soft you; a word or two before you go." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have done the state some service, and they know't." & @CRLF & _
                "	No more of that. I pray you, in your letters," & @CRLF & _
                "	When you shall these unlucky deeds relate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak of me as I am; nothing extenuate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor set down aught in malice: then must you speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of one that loved not wisely but too well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of one not easily jealous, but being wrought" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perplex'd in the extreme; of one whose hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like the base Indian, threw a pearl away" & @CRLF & _
                "	Richer than all his tribe; of one whose subdued eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Albeit unused to the melting mood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their medicinal gum. Set you down this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And say besides, that in Aleppo once," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where a malignant and a turban'd Turk" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beat a Venetian and traduced the state," & @CRLF & _
                "	I took by the throat the circumcised dog," & @CRLF & _
                "	And smote him, thus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Stabs himself]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	O bloody period!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRATIANO	                  All that's spoke is marr'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OTHELLO	I kiss'd thee ere I kill'd thee: no way but this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Killing myself, to die upon a kiss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Falls on the bed, and dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSIO	This did I fear, but thought he had no weapon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he was great of heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LODOVICO	[To IAGO]  O Spartan dog," & @CRLF & _
                "	More fell than anguish, hunger, or the sea!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look on the tragic loading of this bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is thy work: the object poisons sight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let it be hid. Gratiano, keep the house," & @CRLF & _
                "	And seize upon the fortunes of the Moor," & @CRLF & _
                "	For they succeed on you. To you, lord governor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Remains the censure of this hellish villain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The time, the place, the torture: O, enforce it!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself will straight aboard: and to the state" & @CRLF & _
                "	This heavy act with heavy heart relate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIOCHUS	king of Antioch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	prince of Tyre." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  two lords of Tyre." & @CRLF & _
                "ESCANES	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	king of Pentapolis." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEON	governor of Tarsus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	governor of Mytilene." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERIMON	a lord of Ephesus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THALIARD	a lord of Antioch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILEMON	servant to Cerimon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONINE	servant to Dionyza." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Marshal. (Marshal:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Pandar. (Pandar:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	his servant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Daughter of Antiochus. (Daughter:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIONYZA	wife to Cleon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	daughter to Simonides." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	daughter to Pericles and Thaisa." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYCHORIDA	nurse to Marina." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Bawd. (Bawd:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords, Knights, Gentlemen, Sailors, Pirates," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fishermen, and Messengers. (Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Knight:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Knight:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Knight:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Gentleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Gentleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Sailor:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Sailor:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Pirate:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Pirate:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Pirate:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Fisherman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Fisherman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Fisherman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	as Chorus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Dispersedly in various countries." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GOWER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Before the palace of Antioch]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	To sing a song that old was sung," & @CRLF & _
                "	From ashes ancient Gower is come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Assuming man's infirmities," & @CRLF & _
                "	To glad your ear, and please your eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "	It hath been sung at festivals," & @CRLF & _
                "	On ember-eves and holy-ales;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And lords and ladies in their lives" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have read it for restoratives:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The purchase is to make men glorious;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Et bonum quo antiquius, eo melius." & @CRLF & _
                "	If you, born in these latter times," & @CRLF & _
                "	When wit's more ripe, accept my rhymes." & @CRLF & _
                "	And that to hear an old man sing" & @CRLF & _
                "	May to your wishes pleasure bring" & @CRLF & _
                "	I life would wish, and that I might" & @CRLF & _
                "	Waste it for you, like taper-light." & @CRLF & _
                "	This Antioch, then, Antiochus the Great" & @CRLF & _
                "	Built up, this city, for his chiefest seat:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fairest in all Syria," & @CRLF & _
                "	I tell you what mine authors say:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This king unto him took a fere," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who died and left a female heir," & @CRLF & _
                "	So buxom, blithe, and full of face," & @CRLF & _
                "	As heaven had lent her all his grace;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With whom the father liking took," & @CRLF & _
                "	And her to incest did provoke:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bad child; worse father! to entice his own" & @CRLF & _
                "	To evil should be done by none:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But custom what they did begin" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was with long use account no sin." & @CRLF & _
                "	The beauty of this sinful dame" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made many princes thither frame," & @CRLF & _
                "	To seek her as a bed-fellow," & @CRLF & _
                "	In marriage-pleasures play-fellow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which to prevent he made a law," & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep her still, and men in awe," & @CRLF & _
                "	That whoso ask'd her for his wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	His riddle told not, lost his life:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So for her many a wight did die," & @CRLF & _
                "	As yon grim looks do testify." & @CRLF & _
                "	What now ensues, to the judgment of your eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	I give, my cause who best can justify." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Antioch. A room in the palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANTIOCHUS, Prince PERICLES, and followers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIOCHUS	Young prince of Tyre, you have at large received" & @CRLF & _
                "	The danger of the task you undertake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	I have, Antiochus, and, with a soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Embolden'd with the glory of her praise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Think death no hazard in this enterprise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIOCHUS	Bring in our daughter, clothed like a bride," & @CRLF & _
                "	For the embracements even of Jove himself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	At whose conception, till Lucina reign'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nature this dowry gave, to glad her presence," & @CRLF & _
                "	The senate-house of planets all did sit," & @CRLF & _
                "	To knit in her their best perfections." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music. Enter the Daughter of ANTIOCHUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	See where she comes, apparell'd like the spring," & @CRLF & _
                "	Graces her subjects, and her thoughts the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of every virtue gives renown to men!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her face the book of praises, where is read" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing but curious pleasures, as from thence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sorrow were ever razed and testy wrath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could never be her mild companion." & @CRLF & _
                "	You gods that made me man, and sway in love," & @CRLF & _
                "	That have inflamed desire in my breast" & @CRLF & _
                "	To taste the fruit of yon celestial tree," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or die in the adventure, be my helps," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I am son and servant to your will," & @CRLF & _
                "	To compass such a boundless happiness!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIOCHUS	Prince Pericles,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	That would be son to great Antiochus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIOCHUS	Before thee stands this fair Hesperides," & @CRLF & _
                "	With golden fruit, but dangerous to be touch'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For death-like dragons here affright thee hard:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her face, like heaven, enticeth thee to view" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her countless glory, which desert must gain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And which, without desert, because thine eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	Presumes to reach, all thy whole heap must die." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yon sometimes famous princes, like thyself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Drawn by report, adventurous by desire," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell thee, with speechless tongues and semblance pale," & @CRLF & _
                "	That without covering, save yon field of stars," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here they stand martyrs, slain in Cupid's wars;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with dead cheeks advise thee to desist" & @CRLF & _
                "	For going on death's net, whom none resist." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Antiochus, I thank thee, who hath taught" & @CRLF & _
                "	My frail mortality to know itself," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by those fearful objects to prepare" & @CRLF & _
                "	This body, like to them, to what I must;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For death remember'd should be like a mirror," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who tells us life's but breath, to trust it error." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll make my will then, and, as sick men do" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who know the world, see heaven, but, feeling woe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gripe not at earthly joys as erst they did;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So I bequeath a happy peace to you" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all good men, as every prince should do;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My riches to the earth from whence they came;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But my unspotted fire of love to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To the Daughter of ANTIOCHUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus ready for the way of life or death," & @CRLF & _
                "	I wait the sharpest blow, Antiochus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIOCHUS	Scorning advice, read the conclusion then:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which read and not expounded, 'tis decreed," & @CRLF & _
                "	As these before thee thou thyself shalt bleed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Daughter	Of all say'd yet, mayst thou prove prosperous!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all say'd yet, I wish thee happiness!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Like a bold champion, I assume the lists," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor ask advice of any other thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	But faithfulness and courage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He reads the riddle]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am no viper, yet I feed" & @CRLF & _
                "	On mother's flesh which did me breed." & @CRLF & _
                "	I sought a husband, in which labour" & @CRLF & _
                "	I found that kindness in a father:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He's father, son, and husband mild;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I mother, wife, and yet his child." & @CRLF & _
                "	How they may be, and yet in two," & @CRLF & _
                "	As you will live, resolve it you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sharp physic is the last: but, O you powers" & @CRLF & _
                "	That give heaven countless eyes to view men's acts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why cloud they not their sights perpetually," & @CRLF & _
                "	If this be true, which makes me pale to read it?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fair glass of light, I loved you, and could still," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Takes hold of the hand of the Daughter of ANTIOCHUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were not this glorious casket stored with ill:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I must tell you, now my thoughts revolt" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he's no man on whom perfections wait" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, knowing sin within, will touch the gate." & @CRLF & _
                "	You are a fair viol, and your sense the strings;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, finger'd to make man his lawful music," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would draw heaven down, and all the gods, to hearken:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But being play'd upon before your time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hell only danceth at so harsh a chime." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good sooth, I care not for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIOCHUS	Prince Pericles, touch not, upon thy life." & @CRLF & _
                "	For that's an article within our law," & @CRLF & _
                "	As dangerous as the rest. Your time's expired:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either expound now, or receive your sentence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Great king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Few love to hear the sins they love to act;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twould braid yourself too near for me to tell it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who has a book of all that monarchs do," & @CRLF & _
                "	He's more secure to keep it shut than shown:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For vice repeated is like the wandering wind." & @CRLF & _
                "	Blows dust in other's eyes, to spread itself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet the end of all is bought thus dear," & @CRLF & _
                "	The breath is gone, and the sore eyes see clear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To stop the air would hurt them. The blind mole casts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Copp'd hills towards heaven, to tell the earth is throng'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	By man's oppression; and the poor worm doth die for't." & @CRLF & _
                "	Kings are earth's gods; in vice their law's" & @CRLF & _
                "	their will;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if Jove stray, who dares say Jove doth ill?" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is enough you know; and it is fit," & @CRLF & _
                "	What being more known grows worse, to smother it." & @CRLF & _
                "	All love the womb that their first being bred," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then give my tongue like leave to love my head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIOCHUS	[Aside]  Heaven, that I had thy head! he has found" & @CRLF & _
                "	the meaning:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will gloze with him.--Young prince of Tyre," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though by the tenor of our strict edict," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your exposition misinterpreting," & @CRLF & _
                "	We might proceed to cancel of your days;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet hope, succeeding from so fair a tree" & @CRLF & _
                "	As your fair self, doth tune us otherwise:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forty days longer we do respite you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If by which time our secret be undone," & @CRLF & _
                "	This mercy shows we'll joy in such a son:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And until then your entertain shall be" & @CRLF & _
                "	As doth befit our honour and your worth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but PERICLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	How courtesy would seem to cover sin," & @CRLF & _
                "	When what is done is like an hypocrite," & @CRLF & _
                "	The which is good in nothing but in sight!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If it be true that I interpret false," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then were it certain you were not so bad" & @CRLF & _
                "	As with foul incest to abuse your soul;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where now you're both a father and a son," & @CRLF & _
                "	By your untimely claspings with your child," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which pleasure fits an husband, not a father;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And she an eater of her mother's flesh," & @CRLF & _
                "	By the defiling of her parent's bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And both like serpents are, who though they feed" & @CRLF & _
                "	On sweetest flowers, yet they poison breed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Antioch, farewell! for wisdom sees, those men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blush not in actions blacker than the night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will shun no course to keep them from the light." & @CRLF & _
                "	One sin, I know, another doth provoke;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Murder's as near to lust as flame to smoke:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poison and treason are the hands of sin," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, and the targets, to put off the shame:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, lest my lie be cropp'd to keep you clear," & @CRLF & _
                "	By flight I'll shun the danger which I fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter ANTIOCHUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIOCHUS	He hath found the meaning, for which we mean" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have his head." & @CRLF & _
                "	He must not live to trumpet forth my infamy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor tell the world Antiochus doth sin" & @CRLF & _
                "	In such a loathed manner;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore instantly this prince must die:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For by his fall my honour must keep high." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who attends us there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter THALIARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THALIARD	Doth your highness call?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIOCHUS	Thaliard," & @CRLF & _
                "	You are of our chamber, and our mind partakes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her private actions to your secrecy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for your faithfulness we will advance you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thaliard, behold, here's poison, and here's gold;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We hate the prince of Tyre, and thou must kill him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It fits thee not to ask the reason why," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because we bid it. Say, is it done?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THALIARD	My lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIOCHUS	         Enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let your breath cool yourself, telling your haste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	My lord, prince Pericles is fled." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIOCHUS	As thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt live, fly after: and like an arrow shot" & @CRLF & _
                "	From a well-experienced archer hits the mark" & @CRLF & _
                "	His eye doth level at, so thou ne'er return" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless thou say 'Prince Pericles is dead.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THALIARD	My lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I can get him within my pistol's length," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll make him sure enough: so, farewell to your highness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIOCHUS	Thaliard, adieu!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit THALIARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till Pericles be dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart can lend no succor to my head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Tyre. A room in the palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PERICLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	[To Lords without]  Let none disturb us.--Why should" & @CRLF & _
                "	this change of thoughts," & @CRLF & _
                "	The sad companion, dull-eyed melancholy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be my so used a guest as not an hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	In the day's glorious walk, or peaceful night," & @CRLF & _
                "	The tomb where grief should sleep, can breed me quiet?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here pleasures court mine eyes, and mine eyes shun them," & @CRLF & _
                "	And danger, which I fear'd, is at Antioch," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose aim seems far too short to hit me here:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet neither pleasure's art can joy my spirits," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor yet the other's distance comfort me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then it is thus: the passions of the mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	That have their first conception by mis-dread," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have after-nourishment and life by care;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what was first but fear what might be done," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grows elder now and cares it be not done." & @CRLF & _
                "	And so with me: the great Antiochus," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Gainst whom I am too little to contend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since he's so great can make his will his act," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will think me speaking, though I swear to silence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor boots it me to say I honour him." & @CRLF & _
                "	If he suspect I may dishonour him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what may make him blush in being known," & @CRLF & _
                "	He'll stop the course by which it might be known;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With hostile forces he'll o'erspread the land," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with the ostent of war will look so huge," & @CRLF & _
                "	Amazement shall drive courage from the state;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our men be vanquish'd ere they do resist," & @CRLF & _
                "	And subjects punish'd that ne'er thought offence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which care of them, not pity of myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who am no more but as the tops of trees," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which fence the roots they grow by and defend them," & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes both my body pine and soul to languish," & @CRLF & _
                "	And punish that before that he would punish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HELICANUS, with other Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Joy and all comfort in your sacred breast!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	And keep your mind, till you return to us," & @CRLF & _
                "	Peaceful and comfortable!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	Peace, peace, and give experience tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "	They do abuse the king that flatter him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For flattery is the bellows blows up sin;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The thing which is flatter'd, but a spark," & @CRLF & _
                "	To which that blast gives heat and stronger glowing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereas reproof, obedient and in order," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fits kings, as they are men, for they may err." & @CRLF & _
                "	When Signior Sooth here does proclaim a peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	He flatters you, makes war upon your life." & @CRLF & _
                "	Prince, pardon me, or strike me, if you please;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot be much lower than my knees." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	All leave us else; but let your cares o'erlook" & @CRLF & _
                "	What shipping and what lading's in our haven," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then return to us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		 Helicanus, thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast moved us: what seest thou in our looks?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	An angry brow, dread lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	If there be such a dart in princes' frowns," & @CRLF & _
                "	How durst thy tongue move anger to our face?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	How dare the plants look up to heaven, from whence" & @CRLF & _
                "	They have their nourishment?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Thou know'st I have power" & @CRLF & _
                "	To take thy life from thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	[Kneeling]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		     I have ground the axe myself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you but strike the blow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Rise, prithee, rise." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sit down: thou art no flatterer:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I thank thee for it; and heaven forbid" & @CRLF & _
                "	That kings should let their ears hear their" & @CRLF & _
                "	faults hid!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fit counsellor and servant for a prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who by thy wisdom makest a prince thy servant," & @CRLF & _
                "	What wouldst thou have me do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	To bear with patience" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such griefs as you yourself do lay upon yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Thou speak'st like a physician, Helicanus," & @CRLF & _
                "	That minister'st a potion unto me" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou wouldst tremble to receive thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "	Attend me, then: I went to Antioch," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where as thou know'st, against the face of death," & @CRLF & _
                "	I sought the purchase of a glorious beauty." & @CRLF & _
                "	From whence an issue I might propagate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are arms to princes, and bring joys to subjects." & @CRLF & _
                "	Her face was to mine eye beyond all wonder;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rest--hark in thine ear--as black as incest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which by my knowledge found, the sinful father" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seem'd not to strike, but smooth: but thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	know'st this," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis time to fear when tyrants seem to kiss." & @CRLF & _
                "	Such fear so grew in me, I hither fled," & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the covering of a careful night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who seem'd my good protector; and, being here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bethought me what was past, what might succeed." & @CRLF & _
                "	I knew him tyrannous; and tyrants' fears" & @CRLF & _
                "	Decrease not, but grow faster than the years:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And should he doubt it, as no doubt he doth," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I should open to the listening air" & @CRLF & _
                "	How many worthy princes' bloods were shed," & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep his bed of blackness unlaid ope," & @CRLF & _
                "	To lop that doubt, he'll fill this land with arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make pretence of wrong that I have done him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When all, for mine, if I may call offence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must feel war's blow, who spares not innocence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which love to all, of which thyself art one," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who now reprovest me for it,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	Alas, sir!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Drew sleep out of mine eyes, blood from my cheeks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Musings into my mind, with thousand doubts" & @CRLF & _
                "	How I might stop this tempest ere it came;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And finding little comfort to relieve them," & @CRLF & _
                "	I thought it princely charity to grieve them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	Well, my lord, since you have given me leave to speak." & @CRLF & _
                "	Freely will I speak. Antiochus you fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	And justly too, I think, you fear the tyrant," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who either by public war or private treason" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will take away your life." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, my lord, go travel for a while," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till that his rage and anger be forgot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or till the Destinies do cut his thread of life." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your rule direct to any; if to me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Day serves not light more faithful than I'll be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	I do not doubt thy faith;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But should he wrong my liberties in my absence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	We'll mingle our bloods together in the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	From whence we had our being and our birth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Tyre, I now look from thee then, and to Tarsus" & @CRLF & _
                "	Intend my travel, where I'll hear from thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by whose letters I'll dispose myself." & @CRLF & _
                "	The care I had and have of subjects' good" & @CRLF & _
                "	On thee I lay whose wisdom's strength can bear it." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll take thy word for faith, not ask thine oath:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who shuns not to break one will sure crack both:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in our orbs we'll live so round and safe," & @CRLF & _
                "	That time of both this truth shall ne'er convince," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou show'dst a subject's shine, I a true prince." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Tyre. An ante-chamber in the palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter THALIARD]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THALIARD	So, this is Tyre, and this the court. Here must I" & @CRLF & _
                "	kill King Pericles; and if I do it not, I am sure to" & @CRLF & _
                "	be hanged at home: 'tis dangerous. Well, I perceive" & @CRLF & _
                "	he was a wise fellow, and had good discretion, that," & @CRLF & _
                "	being bid to ask what he would of the king, desired" & @CRLF & _
                "	he might know none of his secrets: now do I see he" & @CRLF & _
                "	had some reason for't; for if a king bid a man be a" & @CRLF & _
                "	villain, he's bound by the indenture of his oath to" & @CRLF & _
                "	be one! Hush! here come the lords of Tyre." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HELICANUS and ESCANES, with other Lords of Tyre]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	You shall not need, my fellow peers of Tyre," & @CRLF & _
                "	Further to question me of your king's departure:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His seal'd commission, left in trust with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth speak sufficiently he's gone to travel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THALIARD	[Aside]  How! the king gone!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	If further yet you will be satisfied," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, as it were unlicensed of your loves," & @CRLF & _
                "	He would depart, I'll give some light unto you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Being at Antioch--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THALIARD	[Aside]          What from Antioch?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	Royal Antiochus--on what cause I know not--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Took some displeasure at him; at least he judged so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And doubting lest that he had err'd or sinn'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	To show his sorrow, he'ld correct himself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So puts himself unto the shipman's toil," & @CRLF & _
                "	With whom each minute threatens life or death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THALIARD	[Aside]  Well, I perceive" & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall not be hang'd now, although I would;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But since he's gone, the king's seas must please:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He 'scaped the land, to perish at the sea." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll present myself. Peace to the lords of Tyre!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	Lord Thaliard from Antiochus is welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THALIARD	From him I come" & @CRLF & _
                "	With message unto princely Pericles;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But since my landing I have understood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your lord has betook himself to unknown travels," & @CRLF & _
                "	My message must return from whence it came." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	We have no reason to desire it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Commended to our master, not to us:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, ere you shall depart, this we desire," & @CRLF & _
                "	As friends to Antioch, we may feast in Tyre." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Tarsus. A room in the Governor's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLEON, the governor of Tarsus, with DIONYZA," & @CRLF & _
                "	and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEON	My Dionyza, shall we rest us here," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by relating tales of others' griefs," & @CRLF & _
                "	See if 'twill teach us to forget our own?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIONYZA	That were to blow at fire in hope to quench it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For who digs hills because they do aspire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Throws down one mountain to cast up a higher." & @CRLF & _
                "	O my distressed lord, even such our griefs are;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here they're but felt, and seen with mischief's eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	But like to groves, being topp'd, they higher rise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEON	O Dionyza," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who wanteth food, and will not say he wants it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or can conceal his hunger till he famish?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our tongues and sorrows do sound deep" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our woes into the air; our eyes do weep," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till tongues fetch breath that may proclaim them louder;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, if heaven slumber while their creatures want," & @CRLF & _
                "	They may awake their helps to comfort them." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll then discourse our woes, felt several years," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wanting breath to speak help me with tears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIONYZA	I'll do my best, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEON	This Tarsus, o'er which I have the government," & @CRLF & _
                "	A city on whom plenty held full hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	For riches strew'd herself even in the streets;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose towers bore heads so high they kiss'd the clouds," & @CRLF & _
                "	And strangers ne'er beheld but wondered at;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose men and dames so jetted and adorn'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like one another's glass to trim them by:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their tables were stored full, to glad the sight," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not so much to feed on as delight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	All poverty was scorn'd, and pride so great," & @CRLF & _
                "	The name of help grew odious to repeat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIONYZA	O, 'tis too true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEON	But see what heaven can do! By this our change," & @CRLF & _
                "	These mouths, who but of late, earth, sea, and air," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were all too little to content and please," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although they gave their creatures in abundance," & @CRLF & _
                "	As houses are defiled for want of use," & @CRLF & _
                "	They are now starved for want of exercise:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those palates who, not yet two summers younger," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must have inventions to delight the taste," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would now be glad of bread, and beg for it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those mothers who, to nousle up their babes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thought nought too curious, are ready now" & @CRLF & _
                "	To eat those little darlings whom they loved." & @CRLF & _
                "	So sharp are hunger's teeth, that man and wife" & @CRLF & _
                "	Draw lots who first shall die to lengthen life:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here stands a lord, and there a lady weeping;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here many sink, yet those which see them fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have scarce strength left to give them burial." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not this true?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIONYZA	Our cheeks and hollow eyes do witness it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEON	O, let those cities that of plenty's cup" & @CRLF & _
                "	And her prosperities so largely taste," & @CRLF & _
                "	With their superfluous riots, hear these tears!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The misery of Tarsus may be theirs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Lord]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	Where's the lord governor?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEON	Here." & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak out thy sorrows which thou bring'st in haste," & @CRLF & _
                "	For comfort is too far for us to expect." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	We have descried, upon our neighbouring shore," & @CRLF & _
                "	A portly sail of ships make hitherward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEON	I thought as much." & @CRLF & _
                "	One sorrow never comes but brings an heir," & @CRLF & _
                "	That may succeed as his inheritor;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so in ours: some neighbouring nation," & @CRLF & _
                "	Taking advantage of our misery," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath stuff'd these hollow vessels with their power," & @CRLF & _
                "	To beat us down, the which are down already;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make a conquest of unhappy me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereas no glory's got to overcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	That's the least fear; for, by the semblance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of their white flags display'd, they bring us peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	And come to us as favourers, not as foes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEON	Thou speak'st like him's untutor'd to repeat:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who makes the fairest show means most deceit." & @CRLF & _
                "	But bring they what they will and what they can," & @CRLF & _
                "	What need we fear?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ground's the lowest, and we are half way there." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go tell their general we attend him here," & @CRLF & _
                "	To know for what he comes, and whence he comes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And what he craves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	I go, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEON	Welcome is peace, if he on peace consist;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If wars, we are unable to resist." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PERICLES with Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Lord governor, for so we hear you are," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let not our ships and number of our men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be like a beacon fired to amaze your eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "	We have heard your miseries as far as Tyre," & @CRLF & _
                "	And seen the desolation of your streets:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor come we to add sorrow to your tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	But to relieve them of their heavy load;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And these our ships, you happily may think" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are like the Trojan horse was stuff'd within" & @CRLF & _
                "	With bloody veins, expecting overthrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are stored with corn to make your needy bread," & @CRLF & _
                "	And give them life whom hunger starved half dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	The gods of Greece protect you!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And we'll pray for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Arise, I pray you, rise:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We do not look for reverence, but to love," & @CRLF & _
                "	And harbourage for ourself, our ships, and men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEON	The which when any shall not gratify," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or pay you with unthankfulness in thought," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be it our wives, our children, or ourselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	The curse of heaven and men succeed their evils!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till when,--the which I hope shall ne'er be seen,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your grace is welcome to our town and us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Which welcome we'll accept; feast here awhile," & @CRLF & _
                "	Until our stars that frown lend us a smile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GOWER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	Here have you seen a mighty king" & @CRLF & _
                "	His child, I wis, to incest bring;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A better prince and benign lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	That will prove awful both in deed and word." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be quiet then as men should be," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till he hath pass'd necessity." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll show you those in troubles reign," & @CRLF & _
                "	Losing a mite, a mountain gain." & @CRLF & _
                "	The good in conversation," & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom I give my benison," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is still at Tarsus, where each man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thinks all is writ he speken can;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, to remember what he does," & @CRLF & _
                "	Build his statue to make him glorious:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But tidings to the contrary" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are brought your eyes; what need speak I?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DUMB SHOW." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter at one door PERICLES talking with CLEON; all" & @CRLF & _
                "	the train with them. Enter at another door a" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gentleman, with a letter to PERICLES; PERICLES" & @CRLF & _
                "	shows the letter to CLEON; gives the Messenger a" & @CRLF & _
                "	reward, and knights him. Exit PERICLES at one" & @CRLF & _
                "	door, and CLEON at another]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good Helicane, that stay'd at home," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not to eat honey like a drone" & @CRLF & _
                "	From others' labours; for though he strive" & @CRLF & _
                "	To killen bad, keep good alive;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to fulfil his prince' desire," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sends word of all that haps in Tyre:" & @CRLF & _
                "	How Thaliard came full bent with sin" & @CRLF & _
                "	And had intent to murder him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that in Tarsus was not best" & @CRLF & _
                "	Longer for him to make his rest." & @CRLF & _
                "	He, doing so, put forth to seas," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where when men been, there's seldom ease;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For now the wind begins to blow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thunder above and deeps below" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make such unquiet, that the ship" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should house him safe is wreck'd and split;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he, good prince, having all lost," & @CRLF & _
                "	By waves from coast to coast is tost:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All perishen of man, of pelf," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ne aught escapen but himself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till fortune, tired with doing bad," & @CRLF & _
                "	Threw him ashore, to give him glad:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here he comes. What shall be next," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pardon old Gower,--this longs the text." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Pentapolis. An open place by the sea-side." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PERICLES, wet]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Yet cease your ire, you angry stars of heaven!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wind, rain, and thunder, remember, earthly man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is but a substance that must yield to you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I, as fits my nature, do obey you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, the sea hath cast me on the rocks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wash'd me from shore to shore, and left me breath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing to think on but ensuing death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let it suffice the greatness of your powers" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have bereft a prince of all his fortunes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And having thrown him from your watery grave," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here to have death in peace is all he'll crave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter three FISHERMEN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Fisherman	What, ho, Pilch!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Fisherman	Ha, come and bring away the nets!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Fisherman	What, Patch-breech, I say!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Fisherman	What say you, master?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Fisherman	Look how thou stirrest now! come away, or I'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	fetch thee with a wanion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Fisherman	Faith, master, I am thinking of the poor men that" & @CRLF & _
                "	were cast away before us even now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Fisherman	Alas, poor souls, it grieved my heart to hear what" & @CRLF & _
                "	pitiful cries they made to us to help them, when," & @CRLF & _
                "	well-a-day, we could scarce help ourselves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Fisherman	Nay, master, said not I as much when I saw the" & @CRLF & _
                "	porpus how he bounced and tumbled? they say" & @CRLF & _
                "	they're half fish, half flesh: a plague on them," & @CRLF & _
                "	they ne'er come but I look to be washed. Master, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	marvel how the fishes live in the sea." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Fisherman	Why, as men do a-land; the great ones eat up the" & @CRLF & _
                "	little ones: I can compare our rich misers to" & @CRLF & _
                "	nothing so fitly as to a whale; a' plays and" & @CRLF & _
                "	tumbles, driving the poor fry before him, and at" & @CRLF & _
                "	last devours them all at a mouthful: such whales" & @CRLF & _
                "	have I heard on o' the land, who never leave gaping" & @CRLF & _
                "	till they've swallowed the whole parish, church," & @CRLF & _
                "	steeple, bells, and all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	[Aside]  A pretty moral." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Fisherman	But, master, if I had been the sexton, I would have" & @CRLF & _
                "	been that day in the belfry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Fisherman	Why, man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Fisherman	Because he should have swallowed me too: and when I" & @CRLF & _
                "	had been in his belly, I would have kept such a" & @CRLF & _
                "	jangling of the bells, that he should never have" & @CRLF & _
                "	left, till he cast bells, steeple, church, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	parish up again. But if the good King Simonides" & @CRLF & _
                "	were of my mind,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	[Aside]  Simonides!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Fisherman	We would purge the land of these drones, that rob" & @CRLF & _
                "	the bee of her honey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	[Aside]  How from the finny subject of the sea" & @CRLF & _
                "	These fishers tell the infirmities of men;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And from their watery empire recollect" & @CRLF & _
                "	All that may men approve or men detect!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Peace be at your labour, honest fishermen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Fisherman	Honest! good fellow, what's that? If it be a day" & @CRLF & _
                "	fits you, search out of the calendar, and nobody" & @CRLF & _
                "	look after it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	May see the sea hath cast upon your coast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Fisherman	What a drunken knave was the sea to cast thee in our" & @CRLF & _
                "	way!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	A man whom both the waters and the wind," & @CRLF & _
                "	In that vast tennis-court, have made the ball" & @CRLF & _
                "	For them to play upon, entreats you pity him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He asks of you, that never used to beg." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Fisherman	No, friend, cannot you beg? Here's them in our" & @CRLF & _
                "	country Greece gets more with begging than we can do" & @CRLF & _
                "	with working." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Fisherman	Canst thou catch any fishes, then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	I never practised it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Fisherman	Nay, then thou wilt starve, sure; for here's nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	to be got now-a-days, unless thou canst fish for't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	What I have been I have forgot to know;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But what I am, want teaches me to think on:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A man throng'd up with cold: my veins are chill," & @CRLF & _
                "	And have no more of life than may suffice" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give my tongue that heat to ask your help;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which if you shall refuse, when I am dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	For that I am a man, pray see me buried." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Fisherman	Die quoth-a? Now gods forbid! I have a gown here;" & @CRLF & _
                "	come, put it on; keep thee warm. Now, afore me, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	handsome fellow! Come, thou shalt go home, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	we'll have flesh for holidays, fish for" & @CRLF & _
                "	fasting-days, and moreo'er puddings and flap-jacks," & @CRLF & _
                "	and thou shalt be welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	I thank you, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Fisherman	Hark you, my friend; you said you could not beg." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	I did but crave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Fisherman	But crave! Then I'll turn craver too, and so I" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall 'scape whipping." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Why, are all your beggars whipped, then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Fisherman	O, not all, my friend, not all; for if all your" & @CRLF & _
                "	beggars were whipped, I would wish no better office" & @CRLF & _
                "	than to be beadle. But, master, I'll go draw up the" & @CRLF & _
                "	net." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit with Third Fisherman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	[Aside]  How well this honest mirth becomes their labour!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Fisherman	Hark you, sir, do you know where ye are?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Not well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Fisherman	Why, I'll tell you: this is called Pentapolis, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	our king the good Simonides." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	The good King Simonides, do you call him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Fisherman	Ay, sir; and he deserves so to be called for his" & @CRLF & _
                "	peaceable reign and good government." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	He is a happy king, since he gains from his subjects" & @CRLF & _
                "	the name of good by his government. How far is his" & @CRLF & _
                "	court distant from this shore?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Fisherman	Marry, sir, half a day's journey: and I'll tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	you, he hath a fair daughter, and to-morrow is her" & @CRLF & _
                "	birth-day; and there are princes and knights come" & @CRLF & _
                "	from all parts of the world to just and tourney for her love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Were my fortunes equal to my desires, I could wish" & @CRLF & _
                "	to make one there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Fisherman	O, sir, things must be as they may; and what a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	cannot get, he may lawfully deal for--his wife's soul." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Second and Third Fishermen, drawing up a net]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Fisherman	Help, master, help! here's a fish hangs in the net," & @CRLF & _
                "	like a poor man's right in the law; 'twill hardly" & @CRLF & _
                "	come out. Ha! bots on't, 'tis come at last, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	'tis turned to a rusty armour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	An armour, friends! I pray you, let me see it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thanks, fortune, yet, that, after all my crosses," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou givest me somewhat to repair myself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And though it was mine own, part of my heritage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which my dead father did bequeath to me." & @CRLF & _
                "	With this strict charge, even as he left his life," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Keep it, my Pericles; it hath been a shield" & @CRLF & _
                "	Twixt me and death;'--and pointed to this brace;--" & @CRLF & _
                "	'For that it saved me, keep it; in like necessity--" & @CRLF & _
                "	The which the gods protect thee from!--may" & @CRLF & _
                "	defend thee.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	It kept where I kept, I so dearly loved it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till the rough seas, that spare not any man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Took it in rage, though calm'd have given't again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I thank thee for't: my shipwreck now's no ill," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since I have here my father's gift in's will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Fisherman	What mean you, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	To beg of you, kind friends, this coat of worth," & @CRLF & _
                "	For it was sometime target to a king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know it by this mark. He loved me dearly," & @CRLF & _
                "	And for his sake I wish the having of it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that you'ld guide me to your sovereign's court," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where with it I may appear a gentleman;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if that ever my low fortune's better," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll pay your bounties; till then rest your debtor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Fisherman	Why, wilt thou tourney for the lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	I'll show the virtue I have borne in arms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Fisherman	Why, do 'e take it, and the gods give thee good on't!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Fisherman	Ay, but hark you, my friend; 'twas we that made up" & @CRLF & _
                "	this garment through the rough seams of the waters:" & @CRLF & _
                "	there are certain condolements, certain vails. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	hope, sir, if you thrive, you'll remember from" & @CRLF & _
                "	whence you had it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Believe 't, I will." & @CRLF & _
                "	By your furtherance I am clothed in steel;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, spite of all the rapture of the sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	This jewel holds his building on my arm:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto thy value I will mount myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a courser, whose delightful steps" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall make the gazer joy to see him tread." & @CRLF & _
                "	Only, my friend, I yet am unprovided" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of a pair of bases." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Fisherman	We'll sure provide: thou shalt have my best gown to" & @CRLF & _
                "	make thee a pair; and I'll bring thee to the court myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Then honour be but a goal to my will," & @CRLF & _
                "	This day I'll rise, or else add ill to ill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same. A public way or platform leading to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	lists. A pavilion by the side of it for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	reception of King, Princess, Lords, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIMONIDES, THAISA, Lords, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	Are the knights ready to begin the triumph?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	They are, my liege;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And stay your coming to present themselves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	Return them, we are ready; and our daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	In honour of whose birth these triumphs are," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sits here, like beauty's child, whom nature gat" & @CRLF & _
                "	For men to see, and seeing wonder at." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit a Lord]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	It pleaseth you, my royal father, to express" & @CRLF & _
                "	My commendations great, whose merit's less." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	It's fit it should be so; for princes are" & @CRLF & _
                "	A model which heaven makes like to itself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As jewels lose their glory if neglected," & @CRLF & _
                "	So princes their renowns if not respected." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis now your honour, daughter, to explain" & @CRLF & _
                "	The labour of each knight in his device." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	Which, to preserve mine honour, I'll perform." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Knight; he passes over, and his Squire" & @CRLF & _
                "	presents his shield to the Princess]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	Who is the first that doth prefer himself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	A knight of Sparta, my renowned father;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the device he bears upon his shield" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is a black Ethiope reaching at the sun" & @CRLF & _
                "	The word, 'Lux tua vita mihi.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	He loves you well that holds his life of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Second Knight passes over]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who is the second that presents himself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	A prince of Macedon, my royal father;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the device he bears upon his shield" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is an arm'd knight that's conquer'd by a lady;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The motto thus, in Spanish, 'Piu por dulzura que por fuerza.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Third Knight passes over]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	And what's the third?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	The third of Antioch;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And his device, a wreath of chivalry;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The word, 'Me pompae provexit apex.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Fourth Knight passes over]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	What is the fourth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	A burning torch that's turned upside down;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The word, 'Quod me alit, me extinguit.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	Which shows that beauty hath his power and will," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which can as well inflame as it can kill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Fifth Knight passes over]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	The fifth, an hand environed with clouds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Holding out gold that's by the touchstone tried;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The motto thus, 'Sic spectanda fides.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Sixth Knight, PERICLES, passes over]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	And what's" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sixth and last, the which the knight himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	With such a graceful courtesy deliver'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	He seems to be a stranger; but his present is" & @CRLF & _
                "	A wither'd branch, that's only green at top;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The motto, 'In hac spe vivo.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	A pretty moral;" & @CRLF & _
                "	From the dejected state wherein he is," & @CRLF & _
                "	He hopes by you his fortunes yet may flourish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	He had need mean better than his outward show" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can any way speak in his just commend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For by his rusty outside he appears" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have practised more the whipstock than the lance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	He well may be a stranger, for he comes" & @CRLF & _
                "	To an honour'd triumph strangely furnished." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Lord	And on set purpose let his armour rust" & @CRLF & _
                "	Until this day, to scour it in the dust." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	Opinion's but a fool, that makes us scan" & @CRLF & _
                "	The outward habit by the inward man." & @CRLF & _
                "	But stay, the knights are coming: we will withdraw" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the gallery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Great shouts within and all cry 'The mean knight!']" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The same. A hall of state: a banquet prepared." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIMONIDES, THAISA, Lords, Attendants, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Knights, from tilting]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	Knights," & @CRLF & _
                "	To say you're welcome were superfluous." & @CRLF & _
                "	To place upon the volume of your deeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	As in a title-page, your worth in arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were more than you expect, or more than's fit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since every worth in show commends itself." & @CRLF & _
                "	Prepare for mirth, for mirth becomes a feast:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are princes and my guests." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	But you, my knight and guest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom this wreath of victory I give," & @CRLF & _
                "	And crown you king of this day's happiness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	'Tis more by fortune, lady, than by merit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	Call it by what you will, the day is yours;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here, I hope, is none that envies it." & @CRLF & _
                "	In framing an artist, art hath thus decreed," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make some good, but others to exceed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you are her labour'd scholar. Come, queen o'" & @CRLF & _
                "	the feast,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, daughter, so you are,--here take your place:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Marshal the rest, as they deserve their grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KNIGHTS	We are honour'd much by good Simonides." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	Your presence glads our days: honour we love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For who hates honour hates the gods above." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Marshal	Sir, yonder is your place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Some other is more fit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Knight	Contend not, sir; for we are gentlemen" & @CRLF & _
                "	That neither in our hearts nor outward eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Envy the great nor do the low despise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	You are right courteous knights." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	Sit, sir, sit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	By Jove, I wonder, that is king of thoughts," & @CRLF & _
                "	These cates resist me, she but thought upon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	By Juno, that is queen of marriage," & @CRLF & _
                "	All viands that I eat do seem unsavoury." & @CRLF & _
                "	Wishing him my meat. Sure, he's a gallant gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	He's but a country gentleman;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Has done no more than other knights have done;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Has broken a staff or so; so let it pass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	To me he seems like diamond to glass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Yon king's to me like to my father's picture," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which tells me in that glory once he was;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had princes sit, like stars, about his throne," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he the sun, for them to reverence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	None that beheld him, but, like lesser lights," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did vail their crowns to his supremacy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where now his son's like a glow-worm in the night," & @CRLF & _
                "	The which hath fire in darkness, none in light:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereby I see that Time's the king of men," & @CRLF & _
                "	He's both their parent, and he is their grave," & @CRLF & _
                "	And gives them what he will, not what they crave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	What, are you merry, knights?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Knights	Who can be other in this royal presence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	Here, with a cup that's stored unto the brim,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you do love, fill to your mistress' lips,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	We drink this health to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KNIGHTS	We thank your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	Yet pause awhile:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yon knight doth sit too melancholy," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if the entertainment in our court" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had not a show might countervail his worth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Note it not you, Thaisa?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	What is it" & @CRLF & _
                "	To me, my father?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	                  O, attend, my daughter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Princes in this should live like gods above," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who freely give to every one that comes" & @CRLF & _
                "	To honour them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And princes not doing so are like to gnats," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which make a sound, but kill'd are wonder'd at." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore to make his entrance more sweet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, say we drink this standing-bowl of wine to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	Alas, my father, it befits not me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto a stranger knight to be so bold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He may my proffer take for an offence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since men take women's gifts for impudence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	How!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do as I bid you, or you'll move me else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	[Aside]  Now, by the gods, he could not please me better." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	And furthermore tell him, we desire to know of him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of whence he is, his name and parentage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	The king my father, sir, has drunk to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	I thank him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	Wishing it so much blood unto your life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	I thank both him and you, and pledge him freely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	And further he desires to know of you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of whence you are, your name and parentage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	A gentleman of Tyre; my name, Pericles;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My education been in arts and arms;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, looking for adventures in the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was by the rough seas reft of ships and men," & @CRLF & _
                "	And after shipwreck driven upon this shore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	He thanks your grace; names himself Pericles," & @CRLF & _
                "	A gentleman of Tyre," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who only by misfortune of the seas" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bereft of ships and men, cast on this shore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	Now, by the gods, I pity his misfortune," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will awake him from his melancholy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, gentlemen, we sit too long on trifles," & @CRLF & _
                "	And waste the time, which looks for other revels." & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in your armours, as you are address'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will very well become a soldier's dance." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not have excuse, with saying this" & @CRLF & _
                "	Loud music is too harsh for ladies' heads," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since they love men in arms as well as beds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Knights dance]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	So, this was well ask'd,'twas so well perform'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, sir;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is a lady that wants breathing too:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I have heard, you knights of Tyre" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are excellent in making ladies trip;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that their measures are as excellent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	In those that practise them they are, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	O, that's as much as you would be denied" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of your fair courtesy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Knights and Ladies dance]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		 Unclasp, unclasp:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thanks, gentlemen, to all; all have done well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To PERICLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	But you the best. Pages and lights, to conduct" & @CRLF & _
                "	These knights unto their several lodgings!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To PERICLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "			 Yours, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	We have given order to be next our own." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	I am at your grace's pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	Princes, it is too late to talk of love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that's the mark I know you level at:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore each one betake him to his rest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow all for speeding do their best." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Tyre. A room in the Governor's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HELICANUS and ESCANES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	No, Escanes, know this of me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Antiochus from incest lived not free:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For which, the most high gods not minding longer" & @CRLF & _
                "	To withhold the vengeance that they had in store," & @CRLF & _
                "	Due to this heinous capital offence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in the height and pride of all his glory," & @CRLF & _
                "	When he was seated in a chariot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of an inestimable value, and his daughter with him," & @CRLF & _
                "	A fire from heaven came and shrivell'd up" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their bodies, even to loathing; for they so stunk," & @CRLF & _
                "	That all those eyes adored them ere their fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Scorn now their hand should give them burial." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCANES	'Twas very strange." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	And yet but justice; for though" & @CRLF & _
                "	This king were great, his greatness was no guard" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bar heaven's shaft, but sin had his reward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCANES	'Tis very true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two or three Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	See, not a man in private conference" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or council has respect with him but he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	It shall no longer grieve without reproof." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Lord	And cursed be he that will not second it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Follow me, then. Lord Helicane, a word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	With me? and welcome: happy day, my lords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Know that our griefs are risen to the top," & @CRLF & _
                "	And now at length they overflow their banks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	Your griefs! for what? wrong not your prince you love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Wrong not yourself, then, noble Helicane;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if the prince do live, let us salute him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or know what ground's made happy by his breath." & @CRLF & _
                "	If in the world he live, we'll seek him out;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If in his grave he rest, we'll find him there;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And be resolved he lives to govern us," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or dead, give's cause to mourn his funeral," & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave us to our free election." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Whose death indeed's the strongest in our censure:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And knowing this kingdom is without a head,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like goodly buildings left without a roof" & @CRLF & _
                "	Soon fall to ruin,--your noble self," & @CRLF & _
                "	That best know how to rule and how to reign," & @CRLF & _
                "	We thus submit unto,--our sovereign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Live, noble Helicane!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	For honour's cause, forbear your suffrages:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If that you love Prince Pericles, forbear." & @CRLF & _
                "	Take I your wish, I leap into the seas," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where's hourly trouble for a minute's ease." & @CRLF & _
                "	A twelvemonth longer, let me entreat you to" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forbear the absence of your king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If in which time expired, he not return," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall with aged patience bear your yoke." & @CRLF & _
                "	But if I cannot win you to this love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go search like nobles, like noble subjects," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in your search spend your adventurous worth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom if you find, and win unto return," & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall like diamonds sit about his crown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	To wisdom he's a fool that will not yield;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And since Lord Helicane enjoineth us," & @CRLF & _
                "	We with our travels will endeavour us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	Then you love us, we you, and we'll clasp hands:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When peers thus knit, a kingdom ever stands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Pentapolis. A room in the palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIMONIDES, reading a letter, at one door:" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Knights meet him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Knight	Good morrow to the good Simonides." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	Knights, from my daughter this I let you know," & @CRLF & _
                "	That for this twelvemonth she'll not undertake" & @CRLF & _
                "	A married life." & @CRLF & _
                "	Her reason to herself is only known," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which yet from her by no means can I get." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Knight	May we not get access to her, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	'Faith, by no means; she has so strictly tied" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her to her chamber, that 'tis impossible." & @CRLF & _
                "	One twelve moons more she'll wear Diana's livery;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This by the eye of Cynthia hath she vow'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	And on her virgin honour will not break it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Knight	Loath to bid farewell, we take our leaves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Knights]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	So," & @CRLF & _
                "	They are well dispatch'd; now to my daughter's letter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She tells me here, she'd wed the stranger knight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or never more to view nor day nor light." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis well, mistress; your choice agrees with mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I like that well: nay, how absolute she's in't," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not minding whether I dislike or no!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, I do commend her choice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And will no longer have it be delay'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Soft! here he comes: I must dissemble it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PERICLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	All fortune to the good Simonides!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	To you as much, sir! I am beholding to you" & @CRLF & _
                "	For your sweet music this last night: I do" & @CRLF & _
                "	Protest my ears were never better fed" & @CRLF & _
                "	With such delightful pleasing harmony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	It is your grace's pleasure to commend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not my desert." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	Sir, you are music's master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	The worst of all her scholars, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	Let me ask you one thing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What do you think of my daughter, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	A most virtuous princess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	And she is fair too, is she not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	As a fair day in summer, wondrous fair." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	Sir, my daughter thinks very well of you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, so well, that you must be her master," & @CRLF & _
                "	And she will be your scholar: therefore look to it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	I am unworthy for her schoolmaster." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	She thinks not so; peruse this writing else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	[Aside]  What's here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	A letter, that she loves the knight of Tyre!" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis the king's subtlety to have my life." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, seek not to entrap me, gracious lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	A stranger and distressed gentleman," & @CRLF & _
                "	That never aim'd so high to love your daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	But bent all offices to honour her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	Thou hast bewitch'd my daughter, and thou art" & @CRLF & _
                "	A villain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	By the gods, I have not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never did thought of mine levy offence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor never did my actions yet commence" & @CRLF & _
                "	A deed might gain her love or your displeasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	Traitor, thou liest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Traitor!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	Ay, traitor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Even in his throat--unless it be the king--" & @CRLF & _
                "	That calls me traitor, I return the lie." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	[Aside]  Now, by the gods, I do applaud his courage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	My actions are as noble as my thoughts," & @CRLF & _
                "	That never relish'd of a base descent." & @CRLF & _
                "	I came unto your court for honour's cause," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not to be a rebel to her state;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he that otherwise accounts of me," & @CRLF & _
                "	This sword shall prove he's honour's enemy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	No?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes my daughter, she can witness it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter THAISA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Then, as you are as virtuous as fair," & @CRLF & _
                "	Resolve your angry father, if my tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did ere solicit, or my hand subscribe" & @CRLF & _
                "	To any syllable that made love to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	Why, sir, say if you had," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who takes offence at that would make me glad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	Yea, mistress, are you so peremptory?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am glad on't with all my heart.--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll tame you; I'll bring you in subjection." & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you, not having my consent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bestow your love and your affections" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a stranger?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	who, for aught I know," & @CRLF & _
                "	May be, nor can I think the contrary," & @CRLF & _
                "	As great in blood as I myself.--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore hear you, mistress; either frame" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your will to mine,--and you, sir, hear you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Either be ruled by me, or I will make you--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Man and wife:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, come, your hands and lips must seal it too:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And being join'd, I'll thus your hopes destroy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for a further grief,--God give you joy!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, are you both pleased?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	Yes, if you love me, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Even as my life, or blood that fosters it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	What, are you both agreed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOTH	Yes, if it please your majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIMONIDES	It pleaseth me so well, that I will see you wed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then with what haste you can get you to bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GOWER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	Now sleep y-slaked hath the rout;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No din but snores the house about," & @CRLF & _
                "	Made louder by the o'er-fed breast" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this most pompous marriage-feast." & @CRLF & _
                "	The cat, with eyne of burning coal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now crouches fore the mouse's hole;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And crickets sing at the oven's mouth," & @CRLF & _
                "	E'er the blither for their drouth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hymen hath brought the bride to bed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where, by the loss of maidenhead," & @CRLF & _
                "	A babe is moulded. Be attent," & @CRLF & _
                "	And time that is so briefly spent" & @CRLF & _
                "	With your fine fancies quaintly eche:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What's dumb in show I'll plain with speech." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		DUMB SHOW." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, PERICLES and SIMONIDES at one door, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attendants; a Messenger meets them, kneels, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	gives PERICLES a letter: PERICLES shows it" & @CRLF & _
                "	SIMONIDES; the Lords kneel to him. Then enter" & @CRLF & _
                "	THAISA with child, with LYCHORIDA a nurse. The" & @CRLF & _
                "	KING shows her the letter; she rejoices: she and" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES takes leave of her father, and depart with" & @CRLF & _
                "	LYCHORIDA and their Attendants. Then exeunt" & @CRLF & _
                "	SIMONIDES and the rest]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	By many a dern and painful perch" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Pericles the careful search," & @CRLF & _
                "	By the four opposing coigns" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which the world together joins," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is made with all due diligence" & @CRLF & _
                "	That horse and sail and high expense" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can stead the quest. At last from Tyre," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fame answering the most strange inquire," & @CRLF & _
                "	To the court of King Simonides" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are letters brought, the tenor these:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Antiochus and his daughter dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The men of Tyrus on the head" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Helicanus would set on" & @CRLF & _
                "	The crown of Tyre, but he will none:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mutiny he there hastes t' oppress;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Says to 'em, if King Pericles" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come not home in twice six moons," & @CRLF & _
                "	He, obedient to their dooms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will take the crown. The sum of this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Brought hither to Pentapolis," & @CRLF & _
                "	Y-ravished the regions round," & @CRLF & _
                "	And every one with claps can sound," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Our heir-apparent is a king!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who dream'd, who thought of such a thing?'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brief, he must hence depart to Tyre:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His queen with child makes her desire--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which who shall cross?--along to go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Omit we all their dole and woe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lychorida, her nurse, she takes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so to sea. Their vessel shakes" & @CRLF & _
                "	On Neptune's billow; half the flood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath their keel cut: but fortune's mood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Varies again; the grisly north" & @CRLF & _
                "	Disgorges such a tempest forth," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, as a duck for life that dives," & @CRLF & _
                "	So up and down the poor ship drives:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lady shrieks, and well-a-near" & @CRLF & _
                "	Does fall in travail with her fear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what ensues in this fell storm" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall for itself itself perform." & @CRLF & _
                "	I nill relate, action may" & @CRLF & _
                "	Conveniently the rest convey;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which might not what by me is told." & @CRLF & _
                "	In your imagination hold" & @CRLF & _
                "	This stage the ship, upon whose deck" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sea-tost Pericles appears to speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PERICLES, on shipboard]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Thou god of this great vast, rebuke these surges," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which wash both heaven and hell; and thou, that hast" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the winds command, bind them in brass," & @CRLF & _
                "	Having call'd them from the deep! O, still" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy deafening, dreadful thunders; gently quench" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy nimble, sulphurous flashes! O, how, Lychorida," & @CRLF & _
                "	How does my queen? Thou stormest venomously;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt thou spit all thyself? The seaman's whistle" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is as a whisper in the ears of death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unheard. Lychorida!--Lucina, O" & @CRLF & _
                "	Divinest patroness, and midwife gentle" & @CRLF & _
                "	To those that cry by night, convey thy deity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Aboard our dancing boat; make swift the pangs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my queen's travails!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LYCHORIDA, with an Infant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		  Now, Lychorida!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYCHORIDA	Here is a thing too young for such a place," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, if it had conceit, would die, as I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Am like to do: take in your arms this piece" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of your dead queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	How, how, Lychorida!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYCHORIDA	Patience, good sir; do not assist the storm." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here's all that is left living of your queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	A little daughter: for the sake of it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be manly, and take comfort." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	O you gods!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why do you make us love your goodly gifts," & @CRLF & _
                "	And snatch them straight away? We here below" & @CRLF & _
                "	Recall not what we give, and therein may" & @CRLF & _
                "	Use honour with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYCHORIDA	Patience, good sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even for this charge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Now, mild may be thy life!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For a more blustrous birth had never babe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Quiet and gentle thy conditions! for" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art the rudeliest welcome to this world" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever was prince's child. Happy what follows!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast as chiding a nativity" & @CRLF & _
                "	As fire, air, water, earth, and heaven can make," & @CRLF & _
                "	To herald thee from the womb: even at the first" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy loss is more than can thy portage quit," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all thou canst find here. Now, the good gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	Throw their best eyes upon't!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two Sailors]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Sailor	What courage, sir? God save you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Courage enough: I do not fear the flaw;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It hath done to me the worst. Yet, for the love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this poor infant, this fresh-new sea-farer," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would it would be quiet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Sailor	Slack the bolins there! Thou wilt not, wilt thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blow, and split thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Sailor	But sea-room, an the brine and cloudy billow kiss" & @CRLF & _
                "	the moon, I care not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Sailor	Sir, your queen must overboard: the sea works high," & @CRLF & _
                "	the wind is loud, and will not lie till the ship be" & @CRLF & _
                "	cleared of the dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	That's your superstition." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Sailor	Pardon us, sir; with us at sea it hath been still" & @CRLF & _
                "	observed: and we are strong in custom. Therefore" & @CRLF & _
                "	briefly yield her; for she must overboard straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	As you think meet. Most wretched queen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYCHORIDA	Here she lies, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	A terrible childbed hast thou had, my dear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No light, no fire: the unfriendly elements" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forgot thee utterly: nor have I time" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give thee hallow'd to thy grave, but straight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must cast thee, scarcely coffin'd, in the ooze;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where, for a monument upon thy bones," & @CRLF & _
                "	And e'er-remaining lamps, the belching whale" & @CRLF & _
                "	And humming water must o'erwhelm thy corpse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lying with simple shells. O Lychorida," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid Nestor bring me spices, ink and paper," & @CRLF & _
                "	My casket and my jewels; and bid Nicander" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring me the satin coffer: lay the babe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the pillow: hie thee, whiles I say" & @CRLF & _
                "	A priestly farewell to her: suddenly, woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit LYCHORIDA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Sailor	Sir, we have a chest beneath the hatches, caulked" & @CRLF & _
                "	and bitumed ready." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	I thank thee. Mariner, say what coast is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Sailor	We are near Tarsus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Thither, gentle mariner." & @CRLF & _
                "	Alter thy course for Tyre. When canst thou reach it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Sailor	By break of day, if the wind cease." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	O, make for Tarsus!" & @CRLF & _
                "	There will I visit Cleon, for the babe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot hold out to Tyrus: there I'll leave it" & @CRLF & _
                "	At careful nursing. Go thy ways, good mariner:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll bring the body presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Ephesus. A room in CERIMON's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CERIMON, with a Servant, and some Persons who" & @CRLF & _
                "	have been shipwrecked]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERIMON	Philemon, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PHILEMON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILEMON	Doth my lord call?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERIMON	Get fire and meat for these poor men:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'T has been a turbulent and stormy night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	I have been in many; but such a night as this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till now, I ne'er endured." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERIMON	Your master will be dead ere you return;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's nothing can be minister'd to nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	That can recover him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To PHILEMON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		Give this to the 'pothecary," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell me how it works." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but CERIMON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two Gentlemen]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Good morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	Good morrow to your lordship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERIMON	Gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why do you stir so early?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our lodgings, standing bleak upon the sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shook as the earth did quake;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very principals did seem to rend," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all-to topple: pure surprise and fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made me to quit the house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	That is the cause we trouble you so early;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not our husbandry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERIMON	O, you say well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	But I much marvel that your lordship, having" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rich tire about you, should at these early hours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shake off the golden slumber of repose." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis most strange," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nature should be so conversant with pain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being thereto not compell'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERIMON	I hold it ever," & @CRLF & _
                "	Virtue and cunning were endowments greater" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than nobleness and riches: careless heirs" & @CRLF & _
                "	May the two latter darken and expend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But immortality attends the former." & @CRLF & _
                "	Making a man a god. 'Tis known, I ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have studied physic, through which secret art," & @CRLF & _
                "	By turning o'er authorities, I have," & @CRLF & _
                "	Together with my practise, made familiar" & @CRLF & _
                "	To me and to my aid the blest infusions" & @CRLF & _
                "	That dwell in vegetives, in metals, stones;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I can speak of the disturbances" & @CRLF & _
                "	That nature works, and of her cures; which doth give me" & @CRLF & _
                "	A more content in course of true delight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than to be thirsty after tottering honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or tie my treasure up in silken bags," & @CRLF & _
                "	To please the fool and death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	Your honour has through Ephesus pour'd forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your charity, and hundreds call themselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your creatures, who by you have been restored:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not your knowledge, your personal pain, but even" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your purse, still open, hath built Lord Cerimon" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such strong renown as time shall ne'er decay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two or three Servants with a chest]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	So; lift there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERIMON	                  What is that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	Sir, even now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did the sea toss upon our shore this chest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis of some wreck." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERIMON	Set 't down, let's look upon't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	'Tis like a coffin, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERIMON	Whate'er it be," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis wondrous heavy. Wrench it open straight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If the sea's stomach be o'ercharged with gold," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis a good constraint of fortune it belches upon us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	'Tis so, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERIMON	                  How close 'tis caulk'd and bitumed!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did the sea cast it up?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	I never saw so huge a billow, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	As toss'd it upon shore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERIMON	Wrench it open;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Soft! it smells most sweetly in my sense." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	A delicate odour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERIMON	As ever hit my nostril. So, up with it." & @CRLF & _
                "	O you most potent gods! what's here? a corse!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Most strange!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERIMON	Shrouded in cloth of state; balm'd and entreasured" & @CRLF & _
                "	With full bags of spices! A passport too!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Apollo, perfect me in the characters!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads from a scroll]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Here I give to understand," & @CRLF & _
                "	If e'er this coffin drive a-land," & @CRLF & _
                "	I, King Pericles, have lost" & @CRLF & _
                "	This queen, worth all our mundane cost." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who finds her, give her burying;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She was the daughter of a king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides this treasure for a fee," & @CRLF & _
                "	The gods requite his charity!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou livest, Pericles, thou hast a heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	That even cracks for woe! This chanced tonight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	Most likely, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERIMON	                  Nay, certainly to-night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For look how fresh she looks! They were too rough" & @CRLF & _
                "	That threw her in the sea. Make a fire within:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fetch hither all my boxes in my closet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Death may usurp on nature many hours," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet the fire of life kindle again" & @CRLF & _
                "	The o'erpress'd spirits. I heard of an Egyptian" & @CRLF & _
                "	That had nine hours lien dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who was by good appliance recovered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter a Servant, with boxes, napkins, and fire]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well said, well said; the fire and cloths." & @CRLF & _
                "	The rough and woeful music that we have," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cause it to sound, beseech you." & @CRLF & _
                "	The viol once more: how thou stirr'st, thou block!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The music there!--I pray you, give her air." & @CRLF & _
                "	Gentlemen." & @CRLF & _
                "	This queen will live: nature awakes; a warmth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Breathes out of her: she hath not been entranced" & @CRLF & _
                "	Above five hours: see how she gins to blow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into life's flower again!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	The heavens," & @CRLF & _
                "	Through you, increase our wonder and set up" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your fame forever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERIMON	                  She is alive; behold," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her eyelids, cases to those heavenly jewels" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which Pericles hath lost," & @CRLF & _
                "	Begin to part their fringes of bright gold;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The diamonds of a most praised water" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do appear, to make the world twice rich. Live," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make us weep to hear your fate, fair creature," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rare as you seem to be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[She moves]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	O dear Diana," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where am I? Where's my lord? What world is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	Is not this strange?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Most rare." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERIMON	Hush, my gentle neighbours!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lend me your hands; to the next chamber bear her." & @CRLF & _
                "	Get linen: now this matter must be look'd to," & @CRLF & _
                "	For her relapse is mortal. Come, come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And AEsculapius guide us!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt, carrying her away]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Tarsus. A room in CLEON's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PERICLES, CLEON, DIONYZA, and LYCHORIDA with" & @CRLF & _
                "	MARINA in her arms]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	 Most honour'd Cleon, I must needs be gone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My twelve months are expired, and Tyrus stands" & @CRLF & _
                "	In a litigious peace. You, and your lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	Take from my heart all thankfulness! The gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make up the rest upon you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEON	Your shafts of fortune, though they hurt you mortally," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet glance full wanderingly on us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIONYZA	O your sweet queen!" & @CRLF & _
                "	That the strict fates had pleased you had brought her hither," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have bless'd mine eyes with her!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	We cannot but obey" & @CRLF & _
                "	The powers above us. Could I rage and roar" & @CRLF & _
                "	As doth the sea she lies in, yet the end" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must be as 'tis. My gentle babe Marina, whom," & @CRLF & _
                "	For she was born at sea, I have named so, here" & @CRLF & _
                "	I charge your charity withal, leaving her" & @CRLF & _
                "	The infant of your care; beseeching you" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give her princely training, that she may be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Manner'd as she is born." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEON	Fear not, my lord, but think" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your grace, that fed my country with your corn," & @CRLF & _
                "	For which the people's prayers still fall upon you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must in your child be thought on. If neglection" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should therein make me vile, the common body," & @CRLF & _
                "	By you relieved, would force me to my duty:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if to that my nature need a spur," & @CRLF & _
                "	The gods revenge it upon me and mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	To the end of generation!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	I believe you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your honour and your goodness teach me to't," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without your vows. Till she be married, madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	By bright Diana, whom we honour, all" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unscissor'd shall this hair of mine remain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though I show ill in't. So I take my leave." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good madam, make me blessed in your care" & @CRLF & _
                "	In bringing up my child." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIONYZA	I have one myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who shall not be more dear to my respect" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than yours, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Madam, my thanks and prayers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEON	We'll bring your grace e'en to the edge o' the shore," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then give you up to the mask'd Neptune and" & @CRLF & _
                "	The gentlest winds of heaven." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	I will embrace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your offer. Come, dearest madam. O, no tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lychorida, no tears:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look to your little mistress, on whose grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	You may depend hereafter. Come, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Ephesus. A room in CERIMON's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CERIMON and THAISA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERIMON	Madam, this letter, and some certain jewels," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lay with you in your coffer: which are now" & @CRLF & _
                "	At your command. Know you the character?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	It is my lord's." & @CRLF & _
                "	That I was shipp'd at sea, I well remember," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even on my eaning time; but whether there" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deliver'd, by the holy gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot rightly say. But since King Pericles," & @CRLF & _
                "	My wedded lord, I ne'er shall see again," & @CRLF & _
                "	A vestal livery will I take me to," & @CRLF & _
                "	And never more have joy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERIMON	Madam, if this you purpose as ye speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	Diana's temple is not distant far," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where you may abide till your date expire." & @CRLF & _
                "	Moreover, if you please, a niece of mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall there attend you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	My recompense is thanks, that's all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet my good will is great, though the gift small." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GOWER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	Imagine Pericles arrived at Tyre," & @CRLF & _
                "	Welcomed and settled to his own desire." & @CRLF & _
                "	His woeful queen we leave at Ephesus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto Diana there a votaress." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now to Marina bend your mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom our fast-growing scene must find" & @CRLF & _
                "	At Tarsus, and by Cleon train'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	In music, letters; who hath gain'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of education all the grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which makes her both the heart and place" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of general wonder. But, alack," & @CRLF & _
                "	That monster envy, oft the wrack" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of earned praise, Marina's life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seeks to take off by treason's knife." & @CRLF & _
                "	And in this kind hath our Cleon" & @CRLF & _
                "	One daughter, and a wench full grown," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even ripe for marriage-rite; this maid" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hight Philoten: and it is said" & @CRLF & _
                "	For certain in our story, she" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would ever with Marina be:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be't when she weaved the sleided silk" & @CRLF & _
                "	With fingers long, small, white as milk;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or when she would with sharp needle wound" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cambric, which she made more sound" & @CRLF & _
                "	By hurting it; or when to the lute" & @CRLF & _
                "	She sung, and made the night-bird mute," & @CRLF & _
                "	That still records with moan; or when" & @CRLF & _
                "	She would with rich and constant pen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Vail to her mistress Dian; still" & @CRLF & _
                "	This Philoten contends in skill" & @CRLF & _
                "	With absolute Marina: so" & @CRLF & _
                "	With the dove of Paphos might the crow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Vie feathers white. Marina gets" & @CRLF & _
                "	All praises, which are paid as debts," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not as given. This so darks" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Philoten all graceful marks," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Cleon's wife, with envy rare," & @CRLF & _
                "	A present murderer does prepare" & @CRLF & _
                "	For good Marina, that her daughter" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might stand peerless by this slaughter." & @CRLF & _
                "	The sooner her vile thoughts to stead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lychorida, our nurse, is dead:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And cursed Dionyza hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	The pregnant instrument of wrath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prest for this blow. The unborn event" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do commend to your content:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only I carry winged time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Post on the lame feet of my rhyme;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which never could I so convey," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless your thoughts went on my way." & @CRLF & _
                "	Dionyza does appear," & @CRLF & _
                "	With Leonine, a murderer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Tarsus. An open place near the sea-shore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DIONYZA and LEONINE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIONYZA	Thy oath remember; thou hast sworn to do't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis but a blow, which never shall be known." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou canst not do a thing in the world so soon," & @CRLF & _
                "	To yield thee so much profit. Let not conscience," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is but cold, inflaming love i' thy bosom," & @CRLF & _
                "	Inflame too nicely; nor let pity, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even women have cast off, melt thee, but be" & @CRLF & _
                "	A soldier to thy purpose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONINE	I will do't; but yet she is a goodly creature." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIONYZA	The fitter, then, the gods should have her. Here" & @CRLF & _
                "	she comes weeping for her only mistress' death." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art resolved?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONINE	I am resolved." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARINA, with a basket of flowers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	No, I will rob Tellus of her weed," & @CRLF & _
                "	To strew thy green with flowers: the yellows, blues," & @CRLF & _
                "	The purple violets, and marigolds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall as a carpet hang upon thy grave," & @CRLF & _
                "	While summer-days do last. Ay me! poor maid," & @CRLF & _
                "	Born in a tempest, when my mother died," & @CRLF & _
                "	This world to me is like a lasting storm," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whirring me from my friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIONYZA	How now, Marina! why do you keep alone?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How chance my daughter is not with you? Do not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Consume your blood with sorrowing: you have" & @CRLF & _
                "	A nurse of me. Lord, how your favour's changed" & @CRLF & _
                "	With this unprofitable woe!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, give me your flowers, ere the sea mar it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Walk with Leonine; the air is quick there," & @CRLF & _
                "	And it pierces and sharpens the stomach. Come," & @CRLF & _
                "	Leonine, take her by the arm, walk with her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	No, I pray you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll not bereave you of your servant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIONYZA	Come, come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I love the king your father, and yourself," & @CRLF & _
                "	With more than foreign heart. We every day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Expect him here: when he shall come and find" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our paragon to all reports thus blasted," & @CRLF & _
                "	He will repent the breadth of his great voyage;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blame both my lord and me, that we have taken" & @CRLF & _
                "	No care to your best courses. Go, I pray you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Walk, and be cheerful once again; reserve" & @CRLF & _
                "	That excellent complexion, which did steal" & @CRLF & _
                "	The eyes of young and old. Care not for me" & @CRLF & _
                "	I can go home alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	Well, I will go;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet I have no desire to it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIONYZA	Come, come, I know 'tis good for you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Walk half an hour, Leonine, at the least:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Remember what I have said." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONINE	I warrant you, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIONYZA	I'll leave you, my sweet lady, for a while:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray, walk softly, do not heat your blood:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What! I must have a care of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	My thanks, sweet madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit DIONYZA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is this wind westerly that blows?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONINE	South-west." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	When I was born, the wind was north." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONINE	Was't so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	My father, as nurse said, did never fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	But cried 'Good seaman!' to the sailors, galling" & @CRLF & _
                "	His kingly hands, haling ropes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, clasping to the mast, endured a sea" & @CRLF & _
                "	That almost burst the deck." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONINE	When was this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	When I was born:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never was waves nor wind more violent;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And from the ladder-tackle washes off" & @CRLF & _
                "	A canvas-climber. 'Ha!' says one, 'wilt out?'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with a dropping industry they skip" & @CRLF & _
                "	From stem to stern: the boatswain whistles, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	The master calls, and trebles their confusion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONINE	Come, say your prayers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	What mean you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONINE	If you require a little space for prayer," & @CRLF & _
                "	I grant it: pray; but be not tedious," & @CRLF & _
                "	For the gods are quick of ear, and I am sworn" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do my work with haste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	Why will you kill me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONINE	To satisfy my lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	Why would she have me kill'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, as I can remember, by my troth," & @CRLF & _
                "	I never did her hurt in all my life:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I never spake bad word, nor did ill turn" & @CRLF & _
                "	To any living creature: believe me, la," & @CRLF & _
                "	I never kill'd a mouse, nor hurt a fly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I trod upon a worm against my will," & @CRLF & _
                "	But I wept for it. How have I offended," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein my death might yield her any profit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or my life imply her any danger?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONINE	My commission" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not to reason of the deed, but do it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	You will not do't for all the world, I hope." & @CRLF & _
                "	You are well favour'd, and your looks foreshow" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have a gentle heart. I saw you lately," & @CRLF & _
                "	When you caught hurt in parting two that fought:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good sooth, it show'd well in you: do so now:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your lady seeks my life; come you between," & @CRLF & _
                "	And save poor me, the weaker." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONINE	I am sworn," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will dispatch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He seizes her]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Pirates]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Pirate	Hold, villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[LEONINE runs away]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Pirate	A prize! a prize!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Pirate	Half-part, mates, half-part." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, let's have her aboard suddenly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Pirates with MARINA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter LEONINE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONINE	These roguing thieves serve the great pirate Valdes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And they have seized Marina. Let her go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's no hope she will return. I'll swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	she's dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thrown into the sea. But I'll see further:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perhaps they will but please themselves upon her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not carry her aboard. If she remain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom they have ravish'd must by me be slain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Mytilene. A room in a brothel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Pandar, Bawd, and BOULT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pandar	Boult!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	Sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pandar	Search the market narrowly; Mytilene is full of" & @CRLF & _
                "	gallants. We lost too much money this mart by being" & @CRLF & _
                "	too wenchless." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	We were never so much out of creatures. We have but" & @CRLF & _
                "	poor three, and they can do no more than they can" & @CRLF & _
                "	do; and they with continual action are even as good as rotten." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pandar	Therefore let's have fresh ones, whate'er we pay for" & @CRLF & _
                "	them. If there be not a conscience to be used in" & @CRLF & _
                "	every trade, we shall never prosper." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Thou sayest true: 'tis not our bringing up of poor" & @CRLF & _
                "	bastards,--as, I think, I have brought up some eleven--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	Ay, to eleven; and brought them down again. But" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall I search the market?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	What else, man? The stuff we have, a strong wind" & @CRLF & _
                "	will blow it to pieces, they are so pitifully sodden." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pandar	Thou sayest true; they're too unwholesome, o'" & @CRLF & _
                "	conscience. The poor Transylvanian is dead, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	lay with the little baggage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	Ay, she quickly pooped him; she made him roast-meat" & @CRLF & _
                "	for worms. But I'll go search the market." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pandar	Three or four thousand chequins were as pretty a" & @CRLF & _
                "	proportion to live quietly, and so give over." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Why to give over, I pray you? is it a shame to get" & @CRLF & _
                "	when we are old?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pandar	O, our credit comes not in like the commodity, nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	the commodity wages not with the danger: therefore," & @CRLF & _
                "	if in our youths we could pick up some pretty" & @CRLF & _
                "	estate, 'twere not amiss to keep our door hatched." & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, the sore terms we stand upon with the gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	will be strong with us for giving over." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Come, other sorts offend as well as we." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pandar	As well as we! ay, and better too; we offend worse." & @CRLF & _
                "	Neither is our profession any trade; it's no" & @CRLF & _
                "	calling. But here comes Boult." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BOULT, with the Pirates and MARINA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	[To MARINA]  Come your ways. My masters, you say" & @CRLF & _
                "	she's a virgin?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Pirate	O, sir, we doubt it not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	Master, I have gone through for this piece, you see:" & @CRLF & _
                "	if you like her, so; if not, I have lost my earnest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Boult, has she any qualities?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	She has a good face, speaks well, and has excellent" & @CRLF & _
                "	good clothes: there's no further necessity of" & @CRLF & _
                "	qualities can make her be refused." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	What's her price, Boult?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	I cannot be bated one doit of a thousand pieces." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pandar	Well, follow me, my masters, you shall have your" & @CRLF & _
                "	money presently. Wife, take her in; instruct her" & @CRLF & _
                "	what she has to do, that she may not be raw in her" & @CRLF & _
                "	entertainment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Pandar and Pirates]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Boult, take you the marks of her, the colour of her" & @CRLF & _
                "	hair, complexion, height, age, with warrant of her" & @CRLF & _
                "	virginity; and cry 'He that will give most shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	have her first.' Such a maidenhead were no cheap" & @CRLF & _
                "	thing, if men were as they have been. Get this done" & @CRLF & _
                "	as I command you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	Performance shall follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	Alack that Leonine was so slack, so slow!" & @CRLF & _
                "	He should have struck, not spoke; or that these pirates," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not enough barbarous, had not o'erboard thrown me" & @CRLF & _
                "	For to seek my mother!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Why lament you, pretty one?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	That I am pretty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Come, the gods have done their part in you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	I accuse them not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	You are light into my hands, where you are like to live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	The more my fault" & @CRLF & _
                "	To scape his hands where I was like to die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Ay, and you shall live in pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Yes, indeed shall you, and taste gentlemen of all" & @CRLF & _
                "	fashions: you shall fare well; you shall have the" & @CRLF & _
                "	difference of all complexions. What! do you stop your ears?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	Are you a woman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	What would you have me be, an I be not a woman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	An honest woman, or not a woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Marry, whip thee, gosling: I think I shall have" & @CRLF & _
                "	something to do with you. Come, you're a young" & @CRLF & _
                "	foolish sapling, and must be bowed as I would have" & @CRLF & _
                "	you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	The gods defend me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	If it please the gods to defend you by men, then men" & @CRLF & _
                "	must comfort you, men must feed you, men must stir" & @CRLF & _
                "	you up. Boult's returned." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BOULT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, sir, hast thou cried her through the market?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	I have cried her almost to the number of her hairs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have drawn her picture with my voice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	And I prithee tell me, how dost thou find the" & @CRLF & _
                "	inclination of the people, especially of the younger sort?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	'Faith, they listened to me as they would have" & @CRLF & _
                "	hearkened to their father's testament. There was a" & @CRLF & _
                "	Spaniard's mouth so watered, that he went to bed to" & @CRLF & _
                "	her very description." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	We shall have him here to-morrow with his best ruff on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	To-night, to-night. But, mistress, do you know the" & @CRLF & _
                "	French knight that cowers i' the hams?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Who, Monsieur Veroles?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	Ay, he: he offered to cut a caper at the" & @CRLF & _
                "	proclamation; but he made a groan at it, and swore" & @CRLF & _
                "	he would see her to-morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Well, well; as for him, he brought his disease" & @CRLF & _
                "	hither: here he does but repair it. I know he will" & @CRLF & _
                "	come in our shadow, to scatter his crowns in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	sun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	Well, if we had of every nation a traveller, we" & @CRLF & _
                "	should lodge them with this sign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	[To MARINA]  Pray you, come hither awhile. You" & @CRLF & _
                "	have fortunes coming upon you. Mark me: you must" & @CRLF & _
                "	seem to do that fearfully which you commit" & @CRLF & _
                "	willingly, despise profit where you have most gain." & @CRLF & _
                "	To weep that you live as ye do makes pity in your" & @CRLF & _
                "	lovers: seldom but that pity begets you a good" & @CRLF & _
                "	opinion, and that opinion a mere profit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	I understand you not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	O, take her home, mistress, take her home: these" & @CRLF & _
                "	blushes of hers must be quenched with some present practise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Thou sayest true, i' faith, so they must; for your" & @CRLF & _
                "	bride goes to that with shame which is her way to go" & @CRLF & _
                "	with warrant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	'Faith, some do, and some do not. But, mistress, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have bargained for the joint,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Thou mayst cut a morsel off the spit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	I may so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Who should deny it? Come, young one, I like the" & @CRLF & _
                "	manner of your garments well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	Ay, by my faith, they shall not be changed yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Boult, spend thou that in the town: report what a" & @CRLF & _
                "	sojourner we have; you'll lose nothing by custom." & @CRLF & _
                "	When nature flamed this piece, she meant thee a good" & @CRLF & _
                "	turn; therefore say what a paragon she is, and thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	hast the harvest out of thine own report." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	I warrant you, mistress, thunder shall not so awake" & @CRLF & _
                "	the beds of eels as my giving out her beauty stir up" & @CRLF & _
                "	the lewdly-inclined. I'll bring home some to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Come your ways; follow me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	If fires be hot, knives sharp, or waters deep," & @CRLF & _
                "	Untied I still my virgin knot will keep." & @CRLF & _
                "	Diana, aid my purpose!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	What have we to do with Diana? Pray you, will you go with us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Tarsus. A room in CLEON's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLEON and DIONYZA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIONYZA	Why, are you foolish? Can it be undone?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEON	O Dionyza, such a piece of slaughter" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sun and moon ne'er look'd upon!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIONYZA	I think" & @CRLF & _
                "	You'll turn a child again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEON	Were I chief lord of all this spacious world," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'ld give it to undo the deed. O lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	Much less in blood than virtue, yet a princess" & @CRLF & _
                "	To equal any single crown o' the earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the justice of compare! O villain Leonine!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom thou hast poison'd too:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou hadst drunk to him, 't had been a kindness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Becoming well thy fact: what canst thou say" & @CRLF & _
                "	When noble Pericles shall demand his child?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIONYZA	That she is dead. Nurses are not the fates," & @CRLF & _
                "	To foster it, nor ever to preserve." & @CRLF & _
                "	She died at night; I'll say so. Who can cross it?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless you play the pious innocent," & @CRLF & _
                "	And for an honest attribute cry out" & @CRLF & _
                "	'She died by foul play.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEON	O, go to. Well, well," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all the faults beneath the heavens, the gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do like this worst." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIONYZA	Be one of those that think" & @CRLF & _
                "	The petty wrens of Tarsus will fly hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	And open this to Pericles. I do shame" & @CRLF & _
                "	To think of what a noble strain you are," & @CRLF & _
                "	And of how coward a spirit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEON	To such proceeding" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who ever but his approbation added," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though not his prime consent, he did not flow" & @CRLF & _
                "	From honourable sources." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIONYZA	Be it so, then:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet none does know, but you, how she came dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor none can know, Leonine being gone." & @CRLF & _
                "	She did disdain my child, and stood between" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her and her fortunes: none would look on her," & @CRLF & _
                "	But cast their gazes on Marina's face;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst ours was blurted at and held a malkin" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not worth the time of day. It pierced me through;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And though you call my course unnatural," & @CRLF & _
                "	You not your child well loving, yet I find" & @CRLF & _
                "	It greets me as an enterprise of kindness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perform'd to your sole daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEON	Heavens forgive it!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIONYZA	And as for Pericles," & @CRLF & _
                "	What should he say? We wept after her hearse," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet we mourn: her monument" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is almost finish'd, and her epitaphs" & @CRLF & _
                "	In glittering golden characters express" & @CRLF & _
                "	A general praise to her, and care in us" & @CRLF & _
                "	At whose expense 'tis done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEON	Thou art like the harpy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, to betray, dost, with thine angel's face," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seize with thine eagle's talons." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIONYZA	You are like one that superstitiously" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth swear to the gods that winter kills the flies:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet I know you'll do as I advise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GOWER, before the monument of MARINA at Tarsus]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	Thus time we waste, and longest leagues make short;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sail seas in cockles, have an wish but for't;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Making, to take your imagination," & @CRLF & _
                "	From bourn to bourn, region to region." & @CRLF & _
                "	By you being pardon'd, we commit no crime" & @CRLF & _
                "	To use one language in each several clime" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where our scenes seem to live. I do beseech you" & @CRLF & _
                "	To learn of me, who stand i' the gaps to teach you," & @CRLF & _
                "	The stages of our story. Pericles" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is now again thwarting the wayward seas," & @CRLF & _
                "	Attended on by many a lord and knight." & @CRLF & _
                "	To see his daughter, all his life's delight." & @CRLF & _
                "	Old Escanes, whom Helicanus late" & @CRLF & _
                "	Advanced in time to great and high estate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is left to govern. Bear you it in mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Old Helicanus goes along behind." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well-sailing ships and bounteous winds have brought" & @CRLF & _
                "	This king to Tarsus,--think his pilot thought;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So with his steerage shall your thoughts grow on,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	To fetch his daughter home, who first is gone." & @CRLF & _
                "	Like motes and shadows see them move awhile;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your ears unto your eyes I'll reconcile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DUMB SHOW." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PERICLES, at one door, with all his train;" & @CRLF & _
                "	CLEON and DIONYZA, at the other. CLEON shows" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES the tomb; whereat PERICLES makes" & @CRLF & _
                "	lamentation, puts on sackcloth, and in a mighty" & @CRLF & _
                "	passion departs. Then exeunt CLEON and DIONYZA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	See how belief may suffer by foul show!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This borrow'd passion stands for true old woe;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Pericles, in sorrow all devour'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	With sighs shot through, and biggest tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	o'ershower'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Leaves Tarsus and again embarks. He swears" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never to wash his face, nor cut his hairs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He puts on sackcloth, and to sea. He bears" & @CRLF & _
                "	A tempest, which his mortal vessel tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet he rides it out. Now please you wit." & @CRLF & _
                "	The epitaph is for Marina writ" & @CRLF & _
                "	By wicked Dionyza." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads the inscription on MARINA's monument]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'The fairest, sweet'st, and best lies here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who wither'd in her spring of year." & @CRLF & _
                "	She was of Tyrus the king's daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	On whom foul death hath made this slaughter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Marina was she call'd; and at her birth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thetis, being proud, swallow'd some part o' the earth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore the earth, fearing to be o'erflow'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath Thetis' birth-child on the heavens bestow'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherefore she does, and swears she'll never stint," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make raging battery upon shores of flint.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	No visor does become black villany" & @CRLF & _
                "	So well as soft and tender flattery." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let Pericles believe his daughter's dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bear his courses to be ordered" & @CRLF & _
                "	By Lady Fortune; while our scene must play" & @CRLF & _
                "	His daughter's woe and heavy well-a-day" & @CRLF & _
                "	In her unholy service. Patience, then," & @CRLF & _
                "	And think you now are all in Mytilene." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Mytilene. A street before the brothel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, from the brothel, two Gentlemen]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Did you ever hear the like?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	No, nor never shall do in such a place as this, she" & @CRLF & _
                "	being once gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	But to have divinity preached there! did you ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	dream of such a thing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	No, no. Come, I am for no more bawdy-houses:" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall's go hear the vestals sing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	I'll do any thing now that is virtuous; but I" & @CRLF & _
                "	am out of the road of rutting for ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	The same. A room in the brothel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Pandar, Bawd, and BOULT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pandar	Well, I had rather than twice the worth of her she" & @CRLF & _
                "	had ne'er come here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Fie, fie upon her! she's able to freeze the god" & @CRLF & _
                "	Priapus, and undo a whole generation. We must" & @CRLF & _
                "	either get her ravished, or be rid of her. When she" & @CRLF & _
                "	should do for clients her fitment, and do me the" & @CRLF & _
                "	kindness of our profession, she has me her quirks," & @CRLF & _
                "	her reasons, her master reasons, her prayers, her" & @CRLF & _
                "	knees; that she would make a puritan of the devil," & @CRLF & _
                "	if he should cheapen a kiss of her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	'Faith, I must ravish her, or she'll disfurnish us" & @CRLF & _
                "	of all our cavaliers, and make our swearers priests." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pandar	Now, the pox upon her green-sickness for me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	'Faith, there's no way to be rid on't but by the" & @CRLF & _
                "	way to the pox. Here comes the Lord Lysimachus disguised." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	We should have both lord and lown, if the peevish" & @CRLF & _
                "	baggage would but give way to customers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LYSIMACHUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	How now! How a dozen of virginities?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Now, the gods to-bless your honour!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	I am glad to see your honour in good health." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	You may so; 'tis the better for you that your" & @CRLF & _
                "	resorters stand upon sound legs. How now!" & @CRLF & _
                "	wholesome iniquity have you that a man may deal" & @CRLF & _
                "	withal, and defy the surgeon?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	We have here one, sir, if she would--but there never" & @CRLF & _
                "	came her like in Mytilene." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	If she'ld do the deed of darkness, thou wouldst say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Your honour knows what 'tis to say well enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	Well, call forth, call forth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	For flesh and blood, sir, white and red, you shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	see a rose; and she were a rose indeed, if she had but--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	What, prithee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	O, sir, I can be modest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	That dignifies the renown of a bawd, no less than it" & @CRLF & _
                "	gives a good report to a number to be chaste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BOULT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Here comes that which grows to the stalk; never" & @CRLF & _
                "	plucked yet, I can assure you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BOULT with MARINA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is she not a fair creature?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	'Faith, she would serve after a long voyage at sea." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, there's for you: leave us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	I beseech your honour, give me leave: a word, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll have done presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	I beseech you, do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	[To MARINA]  First, I would have you note, this is" & @CRLF & _
                "	an honourable man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	I desire to find him so, that I may worthily note him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Next, he's the governor of this country, and a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	whom I am bound to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	If he govern the country, you are bound to him" & @CRLF & _
                "	indeed; but how honourable he is in that, I know not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Pray you, without any more virginal fencing, will" & @CRLF & _
                "	you use him kindly? He will line your apron with gold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	What he will do graciously, I will thankfully receive." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	Ha' you done?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	My lord, she's not paced yet: you must take some" & @CRLF & _
                "	pains to work her to your manage. Come, we will" & @CRLF & _
                "	leave his honour and her together. Go thy ways." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Bawd, Pandar, and BOULT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	Now, pretty one, how long have you been at this trade?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	What trade, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	Why, I cannot name't but I shall offend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	I cannot be offended with my trade. Please you to name it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	How long have you been of this profession?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	E'er since I can remember." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	Did you go to 't so young? Were you a gamester at" & @CRLF & _
                "	five or at seven?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	Earlier too, sir, if now I be one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	Why, the house you dwell in proclaims you to be a" & @CRLF & _
                "	creature of sale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	Do you know this house to be a place of such resort," & @CRLF & _
                "	and will come into 't? I hear say you are of" & @CRLF & _
                "	honourable parts, and are the governor of this place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	Why, hath your principal made known unto you who I am?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	Who is my principal?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	Why, your herb-woman; she that sets seeds and roots" & @CRLF & _
                "	of shame and iniquity. O, you have heard something" & @CRLF & _
                "	of my power, and so stand aloof for more serious" & @CRLF & _
                "	wooing. But I protest to thee, pretty one, my" & @CRLF & _
                "	authority shall not see thee, or else look friendly" & @CRLF & _
                "	upon thee. Come, bring me to some private place:" & @CRLF & _
                "	come, come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	If you were born to honour, show it now;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If put upon you, make the judgment good" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thought you worthy of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	How's this? how's this? Some more; be sage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	For me," & @CRLF & _
                "	That am a maid, though most ungentle fortune" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have placed me in this sty, where, since I came," & @CRLF & _
                "	Diseases have been sold dearer than physic," & @CRLF & _
                "	O, that the gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would set me free from this unhallow'd place," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though they did change me to the meanest bird" & @CRLF & _
                "	That flies i' the purer air!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	I did not think" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou couldst have spoke so well; ne'er dream'd thou couldst." & @CRLF & _
                "	Had I brought hither a corrupted mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy speech had alter'd it. Hold, here's gold for thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Persever in that clear way thou goest," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the gods strengthen thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	The good gods preserve you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	For me, be you thoughten" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I came with no ill intent; for to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very doors and windows savour vilely." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fare thee well. Thou art a piece of virtue, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	I doubt not but thy training hath been noble." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold, here's more gold for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	A curse upon him, die he like a thief," & @CRLF & _
                "	That robs thee of thy goodness! If thou dost" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear from me, it shall be for thy good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BOULT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	I beseech your honour, one piece for me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	Avaunt, thou damned door-keeper!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your house, but for this virgin that doth prop it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would sink and overwhelm you. Away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	How's this? We must take another course with you." & @CRLF & _
                "	If your peevish chastity, which is not worth a" & @CRLF & _
                "	breakfast in the cheapest country under the cope," & @CRLF & _
                "	shall undo a whole household, let me be gelded like" & @CRLF & _
                "	a spaniel. Come your ways." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	 Whither would you have me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	I must have your maidenhead taken off, or the common" & @CRLF & _
                "	hangman shall execute it. Come your ways. We'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	have no more gentlemen driven away. Come your ways, I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Bawd]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	How now! what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	Worse and worse, mistress; she has here spoken holy" & @CRLF & _
                "	words to the Lord Lysimachus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	O abominable!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	She makes our profession as it were to stink afore" & @CRLF & _
                "	the face of the gods." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Marry, hang her up for ever!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	The nobleman would have dealt with her like a" & @CRLF & _
                "	nobleman, and she sent him away as cold as a" & @CRLF & _
                "	snowball; saying his prayers too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	Boult, take her away; use her at thy pleasure:" & @CRLF & _
                "	crack the glass of her virginity, and make the rest malleable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	An if she were a thornier piece of ground than she" & @CRLF & _
                "	is, she shall be ploughed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	Hark, hark, you gods!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Bawd	She conjures: away with her! Would she had never" & @CRLF & _
                "	come within my doors! Marry, hang you! She's born" & @CRLF & _
                "	to undo us. Will you not go the way of women-kind?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Marry, come up, my dish of chastity with rosemary and bays!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	Come, mistress; come your ways with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	Whither wilt thou have me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	To take from you the jewel you hold so dear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	Prithee, tell me one thing first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	Come now, your one thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	What canst thou wish thine enemy to be?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	Why, I could wish him to be my master, or rather, my mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	Neither of these are so bad as thou art," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since they do better thee in their command." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hold'st a place, for which the pained'st fiend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of hell would not in reputation change:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art the damned doorkeeper to every" & @CRLF & _
                "	Coistrel that comes inquiring for his Tib;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the choleric fisting of every rogue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy ear is liable; thy food is such" & @CRLF & _
                "	As hath been belch'd on by infected lungs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	What would you have me do? go to the wars, would" & @CRLF & _
                "	you? where a man may serve seven years for the loss" & @CRLF & _
                "	of a leg, and have not money enough in the end to" & @CRLF & _
                "	buy him a wooden one?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	Do any thing but this thou doest. Empty" & @CRLF & _
                "	OLD receptacles, or common shores, of filth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Serve by indenture to the common hangman:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Any of these ways are yet better than this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For what thou professest, a baboon, could he speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would own a name too dear. O, that the gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would safely deliver me from this place!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, here's gold for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	If that thy master would gain by thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Proclaim that I can sing, weave, sew, and dance," & @CRLF & _
                "	With other virtues, which I'll keep from boast:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will undertake all these to teach." & @CRLF & _
                "	I doubt not but this populous city will" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yield many scholars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	But can you teach all this you speak of?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	Prove that I cannot, take me home again," & @CRLF & _
                "	And prostitute me to the basest groom" & @CRLF & _
                "	That doth frequent your house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	Well, I will see what I can do for thee: if I can" & @CRLF & _
                "	place thee, I will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	But amongst honest women." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BOULT	'Faith, my acquaintance lies little amongst them." & @CRLF & _
                "	But since my master and mistress have bought you," & @CRLF & _
                "	there's no going but by their consent: therefore I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will make them acquainted with your purpose, and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	doubt not but I shall find them tractable enough." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, I'll do for thee what I can; come your ways." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GOWER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	Marina thus the brothel 'scapes, and chances" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into an honest house, our story says." & @CRLF & _
                "	She sings like one immortal, and she dances" & @CRLF & _
                "	As goddess-like to her admired lays;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deep clerks she dumbs; and with her needle composes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nature's own shape, of bud, bird, branch, or berry," & @CRLF & _
                "	That even her art sisters the natural roses;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her inkle, silk, twin with the rubied cherry:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That pupils lacks she none of noble race," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who pour their bounty on her; and her gain" & @CRLF & _
                "	She gives the cursed bawd. Here we her place;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to her father turn our thoughts again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where we left him, on the sea. We there him lost;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whence, driven before the winds, he is arrived" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here where his daughter dwells; and on this coast" & @CRLF & _
                "	Suppose him now at anchor. The city strived" & @CRLF & _
                "	God Neptune's annual feast to keep: from whence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lysimachus our Tyrian ship espies," & @CRLF & _
                "	His banners sable, trimm'd with rich expense;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to him in his barge with fervor hies." & @CRLF & _
                "	In your supposing once more put your sight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of heavy Pericles; think this his bark:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where what is done in action, more, if might," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be discover'd; please you, sit and hark." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	On board PERICLES' ship, off Mytilene. A close" & @CRLF & _
                "	pavilion on deck, with a curtain before it; PERICLES" & @CRLF & _
                "	within it, reclined on a couch. A barge lying" & @CRLF & _
                "	beside the Tyrian vessel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two Sailors, one belonging to the Tyrian" & @CRLF & _
                "	vessel, the other to the barge; to them HELICANUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Tyrian Sailor	[To the Sailor of Mytilene]  Where is lord Helicanus?" & @CRLF & _
                "	he can resolve you." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, here he is." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir, there's a barge put off from Mytilene," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in it is Lysimachus the governor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who craves to come aboard. What is your will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	That he have his. Call up some gentlemen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Tyrian Sailor	Ho, gentlemen! my lord calls." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two or three Gentlemen]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Doth your lordship call?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	Gentlemen, there's some of worth would come aboard;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray ye, greet them fairly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Gentlemen and the two Sailors descend, and go" & @CRLF & _
                "	on board the barge]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, from thence, LYSIMACHUS and Lords; with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gentlemen and the two Sailors]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Tyrian Sailor	Sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the man that can, in aught you would," & @CRLF & _
                "	Resolve you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	Hail, reverend sir! the gods preserve you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	And you, sir, to outlive the age I am," & @CRLF & _
                "	And die as I would do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	You wish me well." & @CRLF & _
                "	Being on shore, honouring of Neptune's triumphs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seeing this goodly vessel ride before us," & @CRLF & _
                "	I made to it, to know of whence you are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	First, what is your place?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	I am the governor of this place you lie before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	Sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our vessel is of Tyre, in it the king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A man who for this three months hath not spoken" & @CRLF & _
                "	To any one, nor taken sustenance" & @CRLF & _
                "	But to prorogue his grief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	Upon what ground is his distemperature?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	'Twould be too tedious to repeat;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But the main grief springs from the loss" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of a beloved daughter and a wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	May we not see him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	You may;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But bootless is your sight: he will not speak To any." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	Yet let me obtain my wish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	Behold him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[PERICLES discovered]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	This was a goodly person," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till the disaster that, one mortal night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Drove him to this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	Sir king, all hail! the gods preserve you!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hail, royal sir!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	It is in vain; he will not speak to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	We have a maid in Mytilene, I durst wager," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would win some words of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	'Tis well bethought." & @CRLF & _
                "	She questionless with her sweet harmony" & @CRLF & _
                "	And other chosen attractions, would allure," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make a battery through his deafen'd parts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which now are midway stopp'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is all happy as the fairest of all," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, with her fellow maids is now upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	The leafy shelter that abuts against" & @CRLF & _
                "	The island's side." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Whispers a Lord, who goes off in the barge of" & @CRLF & _
                "	LYSIMACHUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	Sure, all's effectless; yet nothing we'll omit" & @CRLF & _
                "	That bears recovery's name. But, since your kindness" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have stretch'd thus far, let us beseech you" & @CRLF & _
                "	That for our gold we may provision have," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein we are not destitute for want," & @CRLF & _
                "	But weary for the staleness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	O, sir, a courtesy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which if we should deny, the most just gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	For every graff would send a caterpillar," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so afflict our province. Yet once more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me entreat to know at large the cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of your king's sorrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	Sit, sir, I will recount it to you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, see, I am prevented." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter, from the barge, Lord, with MARINA, and a" & @CRLF & _
                "	young Lady]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	O, here is" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lady that I sent for. Welcome, fair one!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is't not a goodly presence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	She's a gallant lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	She's such a one, that, were I well assured" & @CRLF & _
                "	Came of a gentle kind and noble stock," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'ld wish no better choice, and think me rarely wed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fair one, all goodness that consists in bounty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Expect even here, where is a kingly patient:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If that thy prosperous and artificial feat" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can draw him but to answer thee in aught," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy sacred physic shall receive such pay" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thy desires can wish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	Sir, I will use" & @CRLF & _
                "	My utmost skill in his recovery, Provided" & @CRLF & _
                "	That none but I and my companion maid" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be suffer'd to come near him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	Come, let us leave her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the gods make her prosperous!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[MARINA sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	Mark'd he your music?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	No, nor look'd on us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	See, she will speak to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	Hail, sir! my lord, lend ear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Hum, ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	I am a maid," & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord, that ne'er before invited eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	But have been gazed on like a comet: she speaks," & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord, that, may be, hath endured a grief" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might equal yours, if both were justly weigh'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Though wayward fortune did malign my state," & @CRLF & _
                "	My derivation was from ancestors" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who stood equivalent with mighty kings:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But time hath rooted out my parentage," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to the world and awkward casualties" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bound me in servitude." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		 I will desist;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But there is something glows upon my cheek," & @CRLF & _
                "	And whispers in mine ear, 'Go not till he speak.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	My fortunes--parentage--good parentage--" & @CRLF & _
                "	To equal mine!--was it not thus? what say you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	I said, my lord, if you did know my parentage," & @CRLF & _
                "	You would not do me violence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	I do think so. Pray you, turn your eyes upon me." & @CRLF & _
                "	You are like something that--What country-woman?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here of these shores?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	No, nor of any shores:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet I was mortally brought forth, and am" & @CRLF & _
                "	No other than I appear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	I am great with woe, and shall deliver weeping." & @CRLF & _
                "	My dearest wife was like this maid, and such a one" & @CRLF & _
                "	My daughter might have been: my queen's square brows;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her stature to an inch; as wand-like straight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As silver-voiced; her eyes as jewel-like" & @CRLF & _
                "	And cased as richly; in pace another Juno;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who starves the ears she feeds, and makes them hungry," & @CRLF & _
                "	The more she gives them speech. Where do you live?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	Where I am but a stranger: from the deck" & @CRLF & _
                "	You may discern the place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Where were you bred?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And how achieved you these endowments, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	You make more rich to owe?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	If I should tell my history, it would seem" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like lies disdain'd in the reporting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Prithee, speak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Falseness cannot come from thee; for thou look'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	Modest as Justice, and thou seem'st a palace" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the crown'd Truth to dwell in: I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	believe thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make my senses credit thy relation" & @CRLF & _
                "	To points that seem impossible; for thou look'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like one I loved indeed. What were thy friends?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Didst thou not say, when I did push thee back--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which was when I perceived thee--that thou camest" & @CRLF & _
                "	From good descending?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	So indeed I did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Report thy parentage. I think thou said'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hadst been toss'd from wrong to injury," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that thou thought'st thy griefs might equal mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	If both were open'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	Some such thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	I said, and said no more but what my thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did warrant me was likely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Tell thy story;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thine consider'd prove the thousandth part" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my endurance, thou art a man, and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have suffer'd like a girl: yet thou dost look" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like Patience gazing on kings' graves, and smiling" & @CRLF & _
                "	Extremity out of act. What were thy friends?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How lost thou them? Thy name, my most kind virgin?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Recount, I do beseech thee: come, sit by me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	My name is Marina." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	                  O, I am mock'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou by some incensed god sent hither" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make the world to laugh at me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	Patience, good sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or here I'll cease." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Nay, I'll be patient." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou little know'st how thou dost startle me," & @CRLF & _
                "	To call thyself Marina." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	The name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was given me by one that had some power," & @CRLF & _
                "	My father, and a king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	How! a king's daughter?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And call'd Marina?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	                  You said you would believe me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, not to be a troubler of your peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will end here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	                  But are you flesh and blood?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have you a working pulse? and are no fairy?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Motion! Well; speak on. Where were you born?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wherefore call'd Marina?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	Call'd Marina" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I was born at sea." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	At sea! what mother?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	My mother was the daughter of a king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who died the minute I was born," & @CRLF & _
                "	As my good nurse Lychorida hath oft" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deliver'd weeping." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	                  O, stop there a little!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the rarest dream that e'er dull sleep" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did mock sad fools withal: this cannot be:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My daughter's buried. Well: where were you bred?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll hear you more, to the bottom of your story," & @CRLF & _
                "	And never interrupt you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	You scorn: believe me, 'twere best I did give o'er." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	I will believe you by the syllable" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what you shall deliver. Yet, give me leave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	How came you in these parts? where were you bred?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	The king my father did in Tarsus leave me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till cruel Cleon, with his wicked wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did seek to murder me: and having woo'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	A villain to attempt it, who having drawn to do't," & @CRLF & _
                "	A crew of pirates came and rescued me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brought me to Mytilene. But, good sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whither will you have me? Why do you weep?" & @CRLF & _
                "	It may be," & @CRLF & _
                "	You think me an impostor: no, good faith;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am the daughter to King Pericles," & @CRLF & _
                "	If good King Pericles be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Ho, Helicanus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	Calls my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Thou art a grave and noble counsellor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most wise in general: tell me, if thou canst," & @CRLF & _
                "	What this maid is, or what is like to be," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thus hath made me weep?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	I know not; but" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is the regent, sir, of Mytilene" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speaks nobly of her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	She would never tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her parentage; being demanded that," & @CRLF & _
                "	She would sit still and weep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	O Helicanus, strike me, honour'd sir;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me a gash, put me to present pain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest this great sea of joys rushing upon me" & @CRLF & _
                "	O'erbear the shores of my mortality," & @CRLF & _
                "	And drown me with their sweetness. O, come hither," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou that beget'st him that did thee beget;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou that wast born at sea, buried at Tarsus," & @CRLF & _
                "	And found at sea again! O Helicanus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Down on thy knees, thank the holy gods as loud" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thunder threatens us: this is Marina." & @CRLF & _
                "	What was thy mother's name? tell me but that," & @CRLF & _
                "	For truth can never be confirm'd enough," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though doubts did ever sleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	First, sir, I pray," & @CRLF & _
                "	What is your title?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	I am Pericles of Tyre: but tell me now" & @CRLF & _
                "	My drown'd queen's name, as in the rest you said" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast been godlike perfect," & @CRLF & _
                "	The heir of kingdoms and another like" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Pericles thy father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	Is it no more to be your daughter than" & @CRLF & _
                "	To say my mother's name was Thaisa?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thaisa was my mother, who did end" & @CRLF & _
                "	The minute I began." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Now, blessing on thee! rise; thou art my child." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me fresh garments. Mine own, Helicanus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is not dead at Tarsus, as she should have been," & @CRLF & _
                "	By savage Cleon: she shall tell thee all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou shalt kneel, and justify in knowledge" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is thy very princess. Who is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	Sir, 'tis the governor of Mytilene," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, hearing of your melancholy state," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did come to see you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	I embrace you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me my robes. I am wild in my beholding." & @CRLF & _
                "	O heavens bless my girl! But, hark, what music?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell Helicanus, my Marina, tell him" & @CRLF & _
                "	O'er, point by point, for yet he seems to doubt," & @CRLF & _
                "	How sure you are my daughter. But, what music?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	My lord, I hear none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	None!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The music of the spheres! List, my Marina." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	It is not good to cross him; give him way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Rarest sounds! Do ye not hear?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	My lord, I hear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Most heavenly music!" & @CRLF & _
                "	It nips me unto listening, and thick slumber" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hangs upon mine eyes: let me rest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sleeps]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	A pillow for his head:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So, leave him all. Well, my companion friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	If this but answer to my just belief," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll well remember you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but PERICLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[DIANA appears to PERICLES as in a vision]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIANA	My temple stands in Ephesus: hie thee thither," & @CRLF & _
                "	And do upon mine altar sacrifice." & @CRLF & _
                "	There, when my maiden priests are met together," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before the people all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Reveal how thou at sea didst lose thy wife:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To mourn thy crosses, with thy daughter's, call" & @CRLF & _
                "	And give them repetition to the life." & @CRLF & _
                "	Or perform my bidding, or thou livest in woe;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do it, and happy; by my silver bow!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Awake, and tell thy dream." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Disappears]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Celestial Dian, goddess argentine," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will obey thee. Helicanus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter HELICANUS, LYSIMACHUS, and MARINA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	Sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	My purpose was for Tarsus, there to strike" & @CRLF & _
                "	The inhospitable Cleon; but I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	For other service first: toward Ephesus" & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn our blown sails; eftsoons I'll tell thee why." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To LYSIMACHUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall we refresh us, sir, upon your shore," & @CRLF & _
                "	And give you gold for such provision" & @CRLF & _
                "	As our intents will need?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	Sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all my heart; and, when you come ashore," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have another suit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	You shall prevail," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were it to woo my daughter; for it seems" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have been noble towards her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LYSIMACHUS	Sir, lend me your arm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Come, my Marina." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GOWER, before the temple of DIANA at Ephesus]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	Now our sands are almost run;" & @CRLF & _
                "	More a little, and then dumb." & @CRLF & _
                "	This, my last boon, give me," & @CRLF & _
                "	For such kindness must relieve me," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you aptly will suppose" & @CRLF & _
                "	What pageantry, what feats, what shows," & @CRLF & _
                "	What minstrelsy, and pretty din," & @CRLF & _
                "	The regent made in Mytilene" & @CRLF & _
                "	To greet the king. So he thrived," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he is promised to be wived" & @CRLF & _
                "	To fair Marina; but in no wise" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till he had done his sacrifice," & @CRLF & _
                "	As Dian bade: whereto being bound," & @CRLF & _
                "	The interim, pray you, all confound." & @CRLF & _
                "	In feather'd briefness sails are fill'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wishes fall out as they're will'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	At Ephesus, the temple see," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our king and all his company." & @CRLF & _
                "	That he can hither come so soon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is by your fancy's thankful doom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The temple of Diana at Ephesus; THAISA standing" & @CRLF & _
                "	near the altar, as high priestess; a number of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Virgins on each side; CERIMON and other Inhabitants" & @CRLF & _
                "	of Ephesus attending." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PERICLES, with his train; LYSIMACHUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	HELICANUS, MARINA, and a Lady]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Hail, Dian! to perform thy just command," & @CRLF & _
                "	I here confess myself the king of Tyre;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, frighted from my country, did wed" & @CRLF & _
                "	At Pentapolis the fair Thaisa." & @CRLF & _
                "	At sea in childbed died she, but brought forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	A maid-child call'd Marina; who, O goddess," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wears yet thy silver livery. She at Tarsus" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was nursed with Cleon; who at fourteen years" & @CRLF & _
                "	He sought to murder: but her better stars" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brought her to Mytilene; 'gainst whose shore" & @CRLF & _
                "	Riding, her fortunes brought the maid aboard us," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where, by her own most clear remembrance, she" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made known herself my daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	Voice and favour!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are, you are--O royal Pericles!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Faints]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	What means the nun? she dies! help, gentlemen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERIMON	Noble sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you have told Diana's altar true," & @CRLF & _
                "	This is your wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	                  Reverend appearer, no;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I threw her overboard with these very arms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERIMON	Upon this coast, I warrant you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	'Tis most certain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERIMON	Look to the lady; O, she's but o'erjoy'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Early in blustering morn this lady was" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thrown upon this shore. I oped the coffin," & @CRLF & _
                "	Found there rich jewels; recover'd her, and placed her" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here in Diana's temple." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	May we see them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERIMON	Great sir, they shall be brought you to my house," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whither I invite you. Look, Thaisa is recovered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	O, let me look!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If he be none of mine, my sanctity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will to my sense bend no licentious ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	But curb it, spite of seeing. O, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are you not Pericles? Like him you spake," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like him you are: did you not name a tempest," & @CRLF & _
                "	A birth, and death?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	The voice of dead Thaisa!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	That Thaisa am I, supposed dead" & @CRLF & _
                "	And drown'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Immortal Dian!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	                  Now I know you better." & @CRLF & _
                "	When we with tears parted Pentapolis," & @CRLF & _
                "	The king my father gave you such a ring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Shows a ring]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	This, this: no more, you gods! your present kindness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes my past miseries sports: you shall do well," & @CRLF & _
                "	That on the touching of her lips I may" & @CRLF & _
                "	Melt and no more be seen. O, come, be buried" & @CRLF & _
                "	A second time within these arms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARINA	My heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leaps to be gone into my mother's bosom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kneels to THAISA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Look, who kneels here! Flesh of thy flesh, Thaisa;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy burden at the sea, and call'd Marina" & @CRLF & _
                "	For she was yielded there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	Blest, and mine own!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELICANUS	Hail, madam, and my queen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	I know you not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	You have heard me say, when I did fly from Tyre," & @CRLF & _
                "	I left behind an ancient substitute:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can you remember what I call'd the man?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have named him oft." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	'Twas Helicanus then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Still confirmation:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Embrace him, dear Thaisa; this is he." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now do I long to hear how you were found;" & @CRLF & _
                "	How possibly preserved; and who to thank," & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides the gods, for this great miracle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	Lord Cerimon, my lord; this man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Through whom the gods have shown their power; that can" & @CRLF & _
                "	From first to last resolve you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Reverend sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	The gods can have no mortal officer" & @CRLF & _
                "	More like a god than you. Will you deliver" & @CRLF & _
                "	How this dead queen re-lives?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERIMON	I will, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "	Beseech you, first go with me to my house," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where shall be shown you all was found with her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	How she came placed here in the temple;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No needful thing omitted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Pure Dian, bless thee for thy vision! I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will offer night-oblations to thee. Thaisa," & @CRLF & _
                "	This prince, the fair-betrothed of your daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall marry her at Pentapolis. And now," & @CRLF & _
                "	This ornament" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes me look dismal will I clip to form;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what this fourteen years no razor touch'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	To grace thy marriage-day, I'll beautify." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THAISA	Lord Cerimon hath letters of good credit, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	My father's dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERICLES	Heavens make a star of him! Yet there, my queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll celebrate their nuptials, and ourselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will in that kingdom spend our following days:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our son and daughter shall in Tyrus reign." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord Cerimon, we do our longing stay" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear the rest untold: sir, lead's the way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GOWER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GOWER	In Antiochus and his daughter you have heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of monstrous lust the due and just reward:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Pericles, his queen and daughter, seen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although assail'd with fortune fierce and keen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Virtue preserved from fell destruction's blast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Led on by heaven, and crown'd with joy at last:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Helicanus may you well descry" & @CRLF & _
                "	A figure of truth, of faith, of loyalty:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In reverend Cerimon there well appears" & @CRLF & _
                "	The worth that learned charity aye wears:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For wicked Cleon and his wife, when fame" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had spread their cursed deed, and honour'd name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Pericles, to rage the city turn," & @CRLF & _
                "	That him and his they in his palace burn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The gods for murder seemed so content" & @CRLF & _
                "	To punish them; although not done, but meant." & @CRLF & _
                "	So, on your patience evermore attending," & @CRLF & _
                "	New joy wait on you! Here our play has ending." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE RAPE OF LUCRECE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TO THE" & @CRLF & _
                "RIGHT HONORABLE HENRY WRIOTHESLY," & @CRLF & _
                "Earl of Southampton, and Baron of Tichfield." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "The love I dedicate to your lordship is without end; whereof" & @CRLF & _
                "this pamphlet, without beginning, is but a superfluous moiety." & @CRLF & _
                "The warrant I have of your honourable disposition, not the worth" & @CRLF & _
                "of my untutored lines, makes it assured of acceptance. What I" & @CRLF & _
                "have done is yours; what I have to do is yours; being part in" & @CRLF & _
                "all I have, devoted yours. Were my worth greater, my duty would" & @CRLF & _
                "show greater; meantime, as it is, it is bound to your lordship," & @CRLF & _
                "to whom I wish long life, still lengthened with all happiness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Your lordship's in all duty," & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE RAPE OF LUCRECE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE ARGUMENT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lucius Tarquinius, for his excessive pride surnamed Superbus," & @CRLF & _
                "after he had caused his own father-in-law Servius Tullius to be" & @CRLF & _
                "cruelly murdered, and, contrary to the Roman laws and customs," & @CRLF & _
                "not requiring or staying for the people's suffrages, had" & @CRLF & _
                "possessed himself of the kingdom, went, accompanied with his sons" & @CRLF & _
                "and other noblemen of Rome, to besiege Ardea. During which siege" & @CRLF & _
                "the principal men of the army meeting one evening at the tent of" & @CRLF & _
                "Sextus Tarquinius, the king's son, in their discourses after" & @CRLF & _
                "supper every one commended the virtues of his own wife: among" & @CRLF & _
                "whom Collatinus extolled the incomparable chastity of his wife" & @CRLF & _
                "Lucretia. In that pleasant humour they posted to Rome; and" & @CRLF & _
                "intending, by their secret and sudden arrival, to make trial of" & @CRLF & _
                "that which every one had before avouched, only Collatinus finds" & @CRLF & _
                "his wife, though it were late in the night, spinning amongst her" & @CRLF & _
                "maids: the other ladies were all found dancing and revelling, or" & @CRLF & _
                "in several disports. Whereupon the noblemen yielded Collatinus" & @CRLF & _
                "the victory, and his wife the fame. At that time Sextus" & @CRLF & _
                "Tarquinius being inflamed with Lucrece' beauty, yet smothering" & @CRLF & _
                "his passions for the present, departed with the rest back to the" & @CRLF & _
                "camp; from whence he shortly after privily withdrew himself, and" & @CRLF & _
                "was, according to his estate, royally entertained and lodged by" & @CRLF & _
                "Lucrece at Collatium. The same night he treacherously stealeth" & @CRLF & _
                "into her chamber, violently ravished her, and early in the" & @CRLF & _
                "morning speedeth away. Lucrece, in this lamentable plight," & @CRLF & _
                "hastily dispatcheth messengers, one to Rome for her father," & @CRLF & _
                "another to the camp for Collatine. They came, the one" & @CRLF & _
                "accompanied with Junius Brutus, the other with Publius Valerius;" & @CRLF & _
                "and finding Lucrece attired in mourning habit, demanded the cause" & @CRLF & _
                "of her sorrow. She, first taking an oath of them for her" & @CRLF & _
                "revenge, revealed the actor, and whole manner of his dealing, and" & @CRLF & _
                "withal suddenly stabbed herself. Which done, with one consent" & @CRLF & _
                "they all vowed to root out the whole hated family of the" & @CRLF & _
                "Tarquins; and bearing the dead body to Rome, Brutus acquainted" & @CRLF & _
                "the people with the doer and manner of the vile deed, with a" & @CRLF & _
                "bitter invective against the tyranny of the king: wherewith the" & @CRLF & _
                "people were so moved, that with one consent and a general" & @CRLF & _
                "acclamation the Tarquins were all exiled, and the state" & @CRLF & _
                "government changed from kings to consuls." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE RAPE OF LUCRECE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FROM the besieged Ardea all in post," & @CRLF & _
                "Borne by the trustless wings of false desire," & @CRLF & _
                "Lust-breathed Tarquin leaves the Roman host," & @CRLF & _
                "And to Collatium bears the lightless fire" & @CRLF & _
                "Which, in pale embers hid, lurks to aspire" & @CRLF & _
                "And girdle with embracing flames the waist" & @CRLF & _
                "Of Collatine's fair love, Lucrece the chaste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Haply that name of 'chaste' unhappily set" & @CRLF & _
                "This bateless edge on his keen appetite;" & @CRLF & _
                "When Collatine unwisely did not let" & @CRLF & _
                "To praise the clear unmatched red and white" & @CRLF & _
                "Which triumph'd in that sky of his delight," & @CRLF & _
                "Where mortal stars, as bright as heaven's beauties," & @CRLF & _
                "With pure aspects did him peculiar duties." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "For he the night before, in Tarquin's tent," & @CRLF & _
                "Unlock'd the treasure of his happy state;" & @CRLF & _
                "What priceless wealth the heavens had him lent" & @CRLF & _
                "In the possession of his beauteous mate;" & @CRLF & _
                "Reckoning his fortune at such high-proud rate," & @CRLF & _
                "That kings might be espoused to more fame," & @CRLF & _
                "But king nor peer to such a peerless dame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "O happiness enjoy'd but of a few!" & @CRLF & _
                "And, if possess'd, as soon decay'd and done" & @CRLF & _
                "As is the morning's silver-melting dew" & @CRLF & _
                "Against the golden splendor of the sun!" & @CRLF & _
                "An expired date, cancell'd ere well begun:" & @CRLF & _
                "Honour and beauty, in the owner's arms," & @CRLF & _
                "Are weakly fortress'd from a world of harms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Beauty itself doth of itself persuade" & @CRLF & _
                "The eyes of men without an orator;" & @CRLF & _
                "What needeth then apologies be made," & @CRLF & _
                "To set forth that which is so singular?" & @CRLF & _
                "Or why is Collatine the publisher" & @CRLF & _
                "Of that rich jewel he should keep unknown" & @CRLF & _
                "From thievish ears, because it is his own?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Perchance his boast of Lucrece' sovereignty" & @CRLF & _
                "Suggested this proud issue of a king;" & @CRLF & _
                "For by our ears our hearts oft tainted be:" & @CRLF & _
                "Perchance that envy of so rich a thing," & @CRLF & _
                "Braving compare, disdainfully did sting" & @CRLF & _
                "His high-pitch'd thoughts, that meaner men should vaunt" & @CRLF & _
                "That golden hap which their superiors want." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "But some untimely thought did instigate" & @CRLF & _
                "His all-too-timeless speed, if none of those:" & @CRLF & _
                "His honour, his affairs, his friends, his state," & @CRLF & _
                "Neglected all, with swift intent he goes" & @CRLF & _
                "To quench the coal which in his liver glows." & @CRLF & _
                "O rash false heat, wrapp'd in repentant cold," & @CRLF & _
                "Thy hasty spring still blasts, and ne'er grows old!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "When at Collatium this false lord arrived," & @CRLF & _
                "Well was he welcomed by the Roman dame," & @CRLF & _
                "Within whose face beauty and virtue strived" & @CRLF & _
                "Which of them both should underprop her fame:" & @CRLF & _
                "When virtue bragg'd, beauty would blush for shame;" & @CRLF & _
                "When beauty boasted blushes, in despite" & @CRLF & _
                "Virtue would stain that o'er with silver white." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "But beauty, in that white intituled," & @CRLF & _
                "From Venus' doves doth challenge that fair field:" & @CRLF & _
                "Then virtue claims from beauty beauty's red," & @CRLF & _
                "Which virtue gave the golden age to gild" & @CRLF & _
                "Their silver cheeks, and call'd it then their shield;" & @CRLF & _
                "Teaching them thus to use it in the fight," & @CRLF & _
                "When shame assail'd, the red should fence the white." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "This heraldry in Lucrece' face was seen," & @CRLF & _
                "Argued by beauty's red and virtue's white" & @CRLF & _
                "Of either's colour was the other queen," & @CRLF & _
                "Proving from world's minority their right:" & @CRLF & _
                "Yet their ambition makes them still to fight;" & @CRLF & _
                "The sovereignty of either being so great," & @CRLF & _
                "That oft they interchange each other's seat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Their silent war of lilies and of roses," & @CRLF & _
                "Which Tarquin view'd in her fair face's field," & @CRLF & _
                "In their pure ranks his traitor eye encloses;" & @CRLF & _
                "Where, lest between them both it should be kill'd," & @CRLF & _
                "The coward captive vanquished doth yield" & @CRLF & _
                "To those two armies that would let him go," & @CRLF & _
                "Rather than triumph in so false a foe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Now thinks he that her husband's shallow tongue,--" & @CRLF & _
                "The niggard prodigal that praised her so,--" & @CRLF & _
                "In that high task hath done her beauty wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "Which far exceeds his barren skill to show:" & @CRLF & _
                "Therefore that praise which Collatine doth owe" & @CRLF & _
                "Enchanted Tarquin answers with surmise," & @CRLF & _
                "In silent wonder of still-gazing eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "This earthly saint, adored by this devil," & @CRLF & _
                "Little suspecteth the false worshipper;" & @CRLF & _
                "For unstain'd thoughts do seldom dream on evil;" & @CRLF & _
                "Birds never limed no secret bushes fear:" & @CRLF & _
                "So guiltless she securely gives good cheer" & @CRLF & _
                "And reverend welcome to her princely guest," & @CRLF & _
                "Whose inward ill no outward harm express'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "For that he colour'd with his high estate," & @CRLF & _
                "Hiding base sin in plaits of majesty;" & @CRLF & _
                "That nothing in him seem'd inordinate," & @CRLF & _
                "Save something too much wonder of his eye," & @CRLF & _
                "Which, having all, all could not satisfy;" & @CRLF & _
                "But, poorly rich, so wanteth in his store," & @CRLF & _
                "That, cloy'd with much, he pineth still for more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "But she, that never coped with stranger eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "Could pick no meaning from their parling looks," & @CRLF & _
                "Nor read the subtle-shining secrecies" & @CRLF & _
                "Writ in the glassy margents of such books:" & @CRLF & _
                "She touch'd no unknown baits, nor fear'd no hooks;" & @CRLF & _
                "Nor could she moralize his wanton sight," & @CRLF & _
                "More than his eyes were open'd to the light." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "He stories to her ears her husband's fame," & @CRLF & _
                "Won in the fields of fruitful Italy;" & @CRLF & _
                "And decks with praises Collatine's high name," & @CRLF & _
                "Made glorious by his manly chivalry" & @CRLF & _
                "With bruised arms and wreaths of victory:" & @CRLF & _
                "Her joy with heaved-up hand she doth express," & @CRLF & _
                "And, wordless, so greets heaven for his success." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Far from the purpose of his coming hither," & @CRLF & _
                "He makes excuses for his being there:" & @CRLF & _
                "No cloudy show of stormy blustering weather" & @CRLF & _
                "Doth yet in his fair welkin once appear;" & @CRLF & _
                "Till sable Night, mother of Dread and Fear," & @CRLF & _
                "Upon the world dim darkness doth display," & @CRLF & _
                "And in her vaulty prison stows the Day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "For then is Tarquin brought unto his bed," & @CRLF & _
                "Intending weariness with heavy spright;" & @CRLF & _
                "For, after supper, long he questioned" & @CRLF & _
                "With modest Lucrece, and wore out the night:" & @CRLF & _
                "Now leaden slumber with life's strength doth fight;" & @CRLF & _
                "And every one to rest themselves betake," & @CRLF & _
                "Save thieves, and cares, and troubled minds, that wake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "As one of which doth Tarquin lie revolving" & @CRLF & _
                "The sundry dangers of his will's obtaining;" & @CRLF & _
                "Yet ever to obtain his will resolving," & @CRLF & _
                "Though weak-built hopes persuade him to abstaining:" & @CRLF & _
                "Despair to gain doth traffic oft for gaining;" & @CRLF & _
                "And when great treasure is the meed proposed," & @CRLF & _
                "Though death be adjunct, there's no death supposed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Those that much covet are with gain so fond," & @CRLF & _
                "For what they have not, that which they possess" & @CRLF & _
                "They scatter and unloose it from their bond," & @CRLF & _
                "And so, by hoping more, they have but less;" & @CRLF & _
                "Or, gaining more, the profit of excess" & @CRLF & _
                "Is but to surfeit, and such griefs sustain," & @CRLF & _
                "That they prove bankrupt in this poor-rich gain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "The aim of all is but to nurse the life" & @CRLF & _
                "With honour, wealth, and ease, in waning age;" & @CRLF & _
                "And in this aim there is such thwarting strife," & @CRLF & _
                "That one for all, or all for one we gage;" & @CRLF & _
                "As life for honour in fell battle's rage;" & @CRLF & _
                "Honour for wealth; and oft that wealth doth cost" & @CRLF & _
                "The death of all, and all together lost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "So that in venturing ill we leave to be" & @CRLF & _
                "The things we are for that which we expect;" & @CRLF & _
                "And this ambitious foul infirmity," & @CRLF & _
                "In having much, torments us with defect" & @CRLF & _
                "Of that we have: so then we do neglect" & @CRLF & _
                "The thing we have; and, all for want of wit," & @CRLF & _
                "Make something nothing by augmenting it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Such hazard now must doting Tarquin make," & @CRLF & _
                "Pawning his honour to obtain his lust;" & @CRLF & _
                "And for himself himself be must forsake:" & @CRLF & _
                "Then where is truth, if there be no self-trust?" & @CRLF & _
                "When shall he think to find a stranger just," & @CRLF & _
                "When he himself himself confounds, betrays" & @CRLF & _
                "To slanderous tongues and wretched hateful days?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Now stole upon the time the dead of night," & @CRLF & _
                "When heavy sleep had closed up mortal eyes:" & @CRLF & _
                "No comfortable star did lend his light," & @CRLF & _
                "No noise but owls' and wolves' death-boding cries;" & @CRLF & _
                "Now serves the season that they may surprise" & @CRLF & _
                "The silly lambs: pure thoughts are dead and still," & @CRLF & _
                "While lust and murder wake to stain and kill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "And now this lustful lord leap'd from his bed," & @CRLF & _
                "Throwing his mantle rudely o'er his arm;" & @CRLF & _
                "Is madly toss'd between desire and dread;" & @CRLF & _
                "Th' one sweetly flatters, th' other feareth harm;" & @CRLF & _
                "But honest fear, bewitch'd with lust's foul charm," & @CRLF & _
                "Doth too too oft betake him to retire," & @CRLF & _
                "Beaten away by brain-sick rude desire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "His falchion on a flint he softly smiteth," & @CRLF & _
                "That from the cold stone sparks of fire do fly;" & @CRLF & _
                "Whereat a waxen torch forthwith he lighteth," & @CRLF & _
                "Which must be lode-star to his lustful eye;" & @CRLF & _
                "And to the flame thus speaks advisedly," & @CRLF & _
                "'As from this cold flint I enforced this fire," & @CRLF & _
                "So Lucrece must I force to my desire.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Here pale with fear he doth premeditate" & @CRLF & _
                "The dangers of his loathsome enterprise," & @CRLF & _
                "And in his inward mind he doth debate" & @CRLF & _
                "What following sorrow may on this arise:" & @CRLF & _
                "Then looking scornfully, he doth despise" & @CRLF & _
                "His naked armour of still-slaughter'd lust," & @CRLF & _
                "And justly thus controls his thoughts unjust:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Fair torch, burn out thy light, and lend it not" & @CRLF & _
                "To darken her whose light excelleth thine:" & @CRLF & _
                "And die, unhallow'd thoughts, before you blot" & @CRLF & _
                "With your uncleanness that which is divine;" & @CRLF & _
                "Offer pure incense to so pure a shrine:" & @CRLF & _
                "Let fair humanity abhor the deed" & @CRLF & _
                "That spots and stains love's modest snow-white weed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'O shame to knighthood and to shining arms!" & @CRLF & _
                "O foul dishonour to my household's grave!" & @CRLF & _
                "O impious act, including all foul harms!" & @CRLF & _
                "A martial man to be soft fancy's slave!" & @CRLF & _
                "True valour still a true respect should have;" & @CRLF & _
                "Then my digression is so vile, so base," & @CRLF & _
                "That it will live engraven in my face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Yea, though I die, the scandal will survive," & @CRLF & _
                "And be an eye-sore in my golden coat;" & @CRLF & _
                "Some loathsome dash the herald will contrive," & @CRLF & _
                "To cipher me how fondly I did dote;" & @CRLF & _
                "That my posterity, shamed with the note" & @CRLF & _
                "Shall curse my bones, and hold it for no sin" & @CRLF & _
                "To wish that I their father had not bin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'What win I, if I gain the thing I seek?" & @CRLF & _
                "A dream, a breath, a froth of fleeting joy." & @CRLF & _
                "Who buys a minute's mirth to wail a week?" & @CRLF & _
                "Or sells eternity to get a toy?" & @CRLF & _
                "For one sweet grape who will the vine destroy?" & @CRLF & _
                "Or what fond beggar, but to touch the crown," & @CRLF & _
                "Would with the sceptre straight be strucken down?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'If Collatinus dream of my intent," & @CRLF & _
                "Will he not wake, and in a desperate rage" & @CRLF & _
                "Post hither, this vile purpose to prevent?" & @CRLF & _
                "This siege that hath engirt his marriage," & @CRLF & _
                "This blur to youth, this sorrow to the sage," & @CRLF & _
                "This dying virtue, this surviving shame," & @CRLF & _
                "Whose crime will bear an ever-during blame?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'O, what excuse can my invention make," & @CRLF & _
                "When thou shalt charge me with so black a deed?" & @CRLF & _
                "Will not my tongue be mute, my frail joints shake," & @CRLF & _
                "Mine eyes forego their light, my false heart bleed?" & @CRLF & _
                "The guilt being great, the fear doth still exceed;" & @CRLF & _
                "And extreme fear can neither fight nor fly," & @CRLF & _
                "But coward-like with trembling terror die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Had Collatinus kill'd my son or sire," & @CRLF & _
                "Or lain in ambush to betray my life," & @CRLF & _
                "Or were he not my dear friend, this desire" & @CRLF & _
                "Might have excuse to work upon his wife," & @CRLF & _
                "As in revenge or quittal of such strife:" & @CRLF & _
                "But as he is my kinsman, my dear friend," & @CRLF & _
                "The shame and fault finds no excuse nor end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Shameful it is; ay, if the fact be known:" & @CRLF & _
                "Hateful it is; there is no hate in loving:" & @CRLF & _
                "I'll beg her love; but she is own:" & @CRLF & _
                "The worst is but denial and reproving:" & @CRLF & _
                "My will is strong, past reason's weak removing." & @CRLF & _
                "Who fears a sentence or an old man's saw" & @CRLF & _
                "Shall by a painted cloth be kept in awe.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thus, graceless, holds he disputation" & @CRLF & _
                "'Tween frozen conscience and hot-burning will," & @CRLF & _
                "And with good thoughts make dispensation," & @CRLF & _
                "Urging the worser sense for vantage still;" & @CRLF & _
                "Which in a moment doth confound and kill" & @CRLF & _
                "All pure effects, and doth so far proceed," & @CRLF & _
                "That what is vile shows like a virtuous deed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Quoth he, 'She took me kindly by the hand," & @CRLF & _
                "And gazed for tidings in my eager eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "Fearing some hard news from the warlike band," & @CRLF & _
                "Where her beloved Collatinus lies." & @CRLF & _
                "O, how her fear did make her colour rise!" & @CRLF & _
                "First red as roses that on lawn we lay," & @CRLF & _
                "Then white as lawn, the roses took away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'And how her hand, in my hand being lock'd" & @CRLF & _
                "Forced it to tremble with her loyal fear!" & @CRLF & _
                "Which struck her sad, and then it faster rock'd," & @CRLF & _
                "Until her husband's welfare she did hear;" & @CRLF & _
                "Whereat she smiled with so sweet a cheer," & @CRLF & _
                "That had Narcissus seen her as she stood," & @CRLF & _
                "Self-love had never drown'd him in the flood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Why hunt I then for colour or excuses?" & @CRLF & _
                "All orators are dumb when beauty pleadeth;" & @CRLF & _
                "Poor wretches have remorse in poor abuses;" & @CRLF & _
                "Love thrives not in the heart that shadows dreadeth:" & @CRLF & _
                "Affection is my captain, and he leadeth;" & @CRLF & _
                "And when his gaudy banner is display'd," & @CRLF & _
                "The coward fights and will not be dismay'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Then, childish fear, avaunt! debating, die!" & @CRLF & _
                "Respect and reason, wait on wrinkled age!" & @CRLF & _
                "My heart shall never countermand mine eye:" & @CRLF & _
                "Sad pause and deep regard beseem the sage;" & @CRLF & _
                "My part is youth, and beats these from the stage:" & @CRLF & _
                "Desire my pilot is, beauty my prize;" & @CRLF & _
                "Then who fears sinking where such treasure lies?'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "As corn o'ergrown by weeds, so heedful fear" & @CRLF & _
                "Is almost choked by unresisted lust." & @CRLF & _
                "Away he steals with open listening ear," & @CRLF & _
                "Full of foul hope and full of fond mistrust;" & @CRLF & _
                "Both which, as servitors to the unjust," & @CRLF & _
                "So cross him with their opposite persuasion," & @CRLF & _
                "That now he vows a league, and now invasion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Within his thought her heavenly image sits," & @CRLF & _
                "And in the self-same seat sits Collatine:" & @CRLF & _
                "That eye which looks on her confounds his wits;" & @CRLF & _
                "That eye which him beholds, as more divine," & @CRLF & _
                "Unto a view so false will not incline;" & @CRLF & _
                "But with a pure appeal seeks to the heart," & @CRLF & _
                "Which once corrupted takes the worser part;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "And therein heartens up his servile powers," & @CRLF & _
                "Who, flatter'd by their leader's jocund show," & @CRLF & _
                "Stuff up his lust, as minutes fill up hours;" & @CRLF & _
                "And as their captain, so their pride doth grow," & @CRLF & _
                "Paying more slavish tribute than they owe." & @CRLF & _
                "By reprobate desire thus madly led," & @CRLF & _
                "The Roman lord marcheth to Lucrece' bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "The locks between her chamber and his will," & @CRLF & _
                "Each one by him enforced, retires his ward;" & @CRLF & _
                "But, as they open, they all rate his ill," & @CRLF & _
                "Which drives the creeping thief to some regard:" & @CRLF & _
                "The threshold grates the door to have him heard;" & @CRLF & _
                "Night-wandering weasels shriek to see him there;" & @CRLF & _
                "They fright him, yet he still pursues his fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "As each unwilling portal yields him way," & @CRLF & _
                "Through little vents and crannies of the place" & @CRLF & _
                "The wind wars with his torch to make him stay," & @CRLF & _
                "And blows the smoke of it into his face," & @CRLF & _
                "Extinguishing his conduct in this case;" & @CRLF & _
                "But his hot heart, which fond desire doth scorch," & @CRLF & _
                "Puffs forth another wind that fires the torch:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "And being lighted, by the light he spies" & @CRLF & _
                "Lucretia's glove, wherein her needle sticks:" & @CRLF & _
                "He takes it from the rushes where it lies," & @CRLF & _
                "And griping it, the needle his finger pricks;" & @CRLF & _
                "As who should say 'This glove to wanton tricks" & @CRLF & _
                "Is not inured; return again in haste;" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou see'st our mistress' ornaments are chaste.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "But all these poor forbiddings could not stay him;" & @CRLF & _
                "He in the worst sense construes their denial:" & @CRLF & _
                "The doors, the wind, the glove, that did delay him," & @CRLF & _
                "He takes for accidental things of trial;" & @CRLF & _
                "Or as those bars which stop the hourly dial," & @CRLF & _
                "Who with a lingering slay his course doth let," & @CRLF & _
                "Till every minute pays the hour his debt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'So, so,' quoth he, 'these lets attend the time," & @CRLF & _
                "Like little frosts that sometime threat the spring," & @CRLF & _
                "To add a more rejoicing to the prime," & @CRLF & _
                "And give the sneaped birds more cause to sing." & @CRLF & _
                "Pain pays the income of each precious thing;" & @CRLF & _
                "Huge rocks, high winds, strong pirates, shelves and sands," & @CRLF & _
                "The merchant fears, ere rich at home he lands.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Now is he come unto the chamber-door," & @CRLF & _
                "That shuts him from the heaven of his thought," & @CRLF & _
                "Which with a yielding latch, and with no more," & @CRLF & _
                "Hath barr'd him from the blessed thing be sought." & @CRLF & _
                "So from himself impiety hath wrought," & @CRLF & _
                "That for his prey to pray he doth begin," & @CRLF & _
                "As if the heavens should countenance his sin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "But in the midst of his unfruitful prayer," & @CRLF & _
                "Having solicited th' eternal power" & @CRLF & _
                "That his foul thoughts might compass his fair fair," & @CRLF & _
                "And they would stand auspicious to the hour," & @CRLF & _
                "Even there he starts: quoth he, 'I must deflower:" & @CRLF & _
                "The powers to whom I pray abhor this fact," & @CRLF & _
                "How can they then assist me in the act?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Then Love and Fortune be my gods, my guide!" & @CRLF & _
                "My will is back'd with resolution:" & @CRLF & _
                "Thoughts are but dreams till their effects be tried;" & @CRLF & _
                "The blackest sin is clear'd with absolution;" & @CRLF & _
                "Against love's fire fear's frost hath dissolution." & @CRLF & _
                "The eye of heaven is out, and misty night" & @CRLF & _
                "Covers the shame that follows sweet delight.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "This said, his guilty hand pluck'd up the latch," & @CRLF & _
                "And with his knee the door he opens wide." & @CRLF & _
                "The dove sleeps fast that this night-owl will catch:" & @CRLF & _
                "Thus treason works ere traitors be espied." & @CRLF & _
                "Who sees the lurking serpent steps aside;" & @CRLF & _
                "But she, sound sleeping, fearing no such thing," & @CRLF & _
                "Lies at the mercy of his mortal sting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Into the chamber wickedly he stalks," & @CRLF & _
                "And gazeth on her yet unstained bed." & @CRLF & _
                "The curtains being close, about he walks," & @CRLF & _
                "Rolling his greedy eyeballs in his head:" & @CRLF & _
                "By their high treason is his heart misled;" & @CRLF & _
                "Which gives the watch-word to his hand full soon" & @CRLF & _
                "To draw the cloud that hides the silver moon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Look, as the fair and fiery-pointed sun," & @CRLF & _
                "Rushing from forth a cloud, bereaves our sight;" & @CRLF & _
                "Even so, the curtain drawn, his eyes begun" & @CRLF & _
                "To wink, being blinded with a greater light:" & @CRLF & _
                "Whether it is that she reflects so bright," & @CRLF & _
                "That dazzleth them, or else some shame supposed;" & @CRLF & _
                "But blind they are, and keep themselves enclosed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "O, had they in that darksome prison died!" & @CRLF & _
                "Then had they seen the period of their ill;" & @CRLF & _
                "Then Collatine again, by Lucrece' side," & @CRLF & _
                "In his clear bed might have reposed still:" & @CRLF & _
                "But they must ope, this blessed league to kill;" & @CRLF & _
                "And holy-thoughted Lucrece to their sight" & @CRLF & _
                "Must sell her joy, her life, her world's delight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Her lily hand her rosy cheek lies under," & @CRLF & _
                "Cozening the pillow of a lawful kiss;" & @CRLF & _
                "Who, therefore angry, seems to part in sunder," & @CRLF & _
                "Swelling on either side to want his bliss;" & @CRLF & _
                "Between whose hills her head entombed is:" & @CRLF & _
                "Where, like a virtuous monument, she lies," & @CRLF & _
                "To be admired of lewd unhallow'd eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Without the bed her other fair hand was," & @CRLF & _
                "On the green coverlet; whose perfect white" & @CRLF & _
                "Show'd like an April daisy on the grass," & @CRLF & _
                "With pearly sweat, resembling dew of night." & @CRLF & _
                "Her eyes, like marigolds, had sheathed their light," & @CRLF & _
                "And canopied in darkness sweetly lay," & @CRLF & _
                "Till they might open to adorn the day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Her hair, like golden threads, play'd with her breath;" & @CRLF & _
                "O modest wantons! wanton modesty!" & @CRLF & _
                "Showing life's triumph in the map of death," & @CRLF & _
                "And death's dim look in life's mortality:" & @CRLF & _
                "Each in her sleep themselves so beautify," & @CRLF & _
                "As if between them twain there were no strife," & @CRLF & _
                "But that life lived in death, and death in life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Her breasts, like ivory globes circled with blue," & @CRLF & _
                "A pair of maiden worlds unconquered," & @CRLF & _
                "Save of their lord no bearing yoke they knew," & @CRLF & _
                "And him by oath they truly honoured." & @CRLF & _
                "These worlds in Tarquin new ambition bred;" & @CRLF & _
                "Who, like a foul ursurper, went about" & @CRLF & _
                "From this fair throne to heave the owner out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "What could he see but mightily he noted?" & @CRLF & _
                "What did he note but strongly he desired?" & @CRLF & _
                "What he beheld, on that he firmly doted," & @CRLF & _
                "And in his will his wilful eye he tired." & @CRLF & _
                "With more than admiration he admired" & @CRLF & _
                "Her azure veins, her alabaster skin," & @CRLF & _
                "Her coral lips, her snow-white dimpled chin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "As the grim lion fawneth o'er his prey," & @CRLF & _
                "Sharp hunger by the conquest satisfied," & @CRLF & _
                "So o'er this sleeping soul doth Tarquin stay," & @CRLF & _
                "His rage of lust by gazing qualified;" & @CRLF & _
                "Slack'd, not suppress'd; for standing by her side," & @CRLF & _
                "His eye, which late this mutiny restrains," & @CRLF & _
                "Unto a greater uproar tempts his veins:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "And they, like straggling slaves for pillage fighting," & @CRLF & _
                "Obdurate vassals fell exploits effecting," & @CRLF & _
                "In bloody death and ravishment delighting," & @CRLF & _
                "Nor children's tears nor mothers' groans respecting," & @CRLF & _
                "Swell in their pride, the onset still expecting:" & @CRLF & _
                "Anon his beating heart, alarum striking," & @CRLF & _
                "Gives the hot charge and bids them do their liking." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "His drumming heart cheers up his burning eye," & @CRLF & _
                "His eye commends the leading to his hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "His hand, as proud of such a dignity," & @CRLF & _
                "Smoking with pride, march'd on to make his stand" & @CRLF & _
                "On her bare breast, the heart of all her land;" & @CRLF & _
                "Whose ranks of blue veins, as his hand did scale," & @CRLF & _
                "Left there round turrets destitute and pale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "They, mustering to the quiet cabinet" & @CRLF & _
                "Where their dear governess and lady lies," & @CRLF & _
                "Do tell her she is dreadfully beset," & @CRLF & _
                "And fright her with confusion of their cries:" & @CRLF & _
                "She, much amazed, breaks ope her lock'd-up eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "Who, peeping forth this tumult to behold," & @CRLF & _
                "Are by his flaming torch dimm'd and controll'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Imagine her as one in dead of night" & @CRLF & _
                "From forth dull sleep by dreadful fancy waking," & @CRLF & _
                "That thinks she hath beheld some ghastly sprite," & @CRLF & _
                "Whose grim aspect sets every joint a-shaking;" & @CRLF & _
                "What terror or 'tis! but she, in worser taking," & @CRLF & _
                "From sleep disturbed, heedfully doth view" & @CRLF & _
                "The sight which makes supposed terror true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Wrapp'd and confounded in a thousand fears," & @CRLF & _
                "Like to a new-kill'd bird she trembling lies;" & @CRLF & _
                "She dares not look; yet, winking, there appears" & @CRLF & _
                "Quick-shifting antics, ugly in her eyes:" & @CRLF & _
                "Such shadows are the weak brain's forgeries;" & @CRLF & _
                "Who, angry that the eyes fly from their lights," & @CRLF & _
                "In darkness daunts them with more dreadful sights." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "His hand, that yet remains upon her breast,--" & @CRLF & _
                "Rude ram, to batter such an ivory wall!--" & @CRLF & _
                "May feel her heart-poor citizen!--distress'd," & @CRLF & _
                "Wounding itself to death, rise up and fall," & @CRLF & _
                "Beating her bulk, that his hand shakes withal." & @CRLF & _
                "This moves in him more rage and lesser pity," & @CRLF & _
                "To make the breach and enter this sweet city." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First, like a trumpet, doth his tongue begin" & @CRLF & _
                "To sound a parley to his heartless foe;" & @CRLF & _
                "Who o'er the white sheet peers her whiter chin," & @CRLF & _
                "The reason of this rash alarm to know," & @CRLF & _
                "Which he by dumb demeanor seeks to show;" & @CRLF & _
                "But she with vehement prayers urgeth still" & @CRLF & _
                "Under what colour he commits this ill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thus he replies: 'The colour in thy face," & @CRLF & _
                "That even for anger makes the lily pale," & @CRLF & _
                "And the red rose blush at her own disgrace," & @CRLF & _
                "Shall plead for me and tell my loving tale:" & @CRLF & _
                "Under that colour am I come to scale" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy never-conquer'd fort: the fault is thine," & @CRLF & _
                "For those thine eyes betray thee unto mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Thus I forestall thee, if thou mean to chide:" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy beauty hath ensnared thee to this night," & @CRLF & _
                "Where thou with patience must my will abide;" & @CRLF & _
                "My will that marks thee for my earth's delight," & @CRLF & _
                "Which I to conquer sought with all my might;" & @CRLF & _
                "But as reproof and reason beat it dead," & @CRLF & _
                "By thy bright beauty was it newly bred." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'I see what crosses my attempt will bring;" & @CRLF & _
                "I know what thorns the growing rose defends;" & @CRLF & _
                "I think the honey guarded with a sting;" & @CRLF & _
                "All this beforehand counsel comprehends:" & @CRLF & _
                "But will is deaf and hears no heedful friends;" & @CRLF & _
                "Only he hath an eye to gaze on beauty," & @CRLF & _
                "And dotes on what he looks, 'gainst law or duty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'I have debated, even in my soul," & @CRLF & _
                "What wrong, what shame, what sorrow I shall breed;" & @CRLF & _
                "But nothing can affection's course control," & @CRLF & _
                "Or stop the headlong fury of his speed." & @CRLF & _
                "I know repentant tears ensue the deed," & @CRLF & _
                "Reproach, disdain, and deadly enmity;" & @CRLF & _
                "Yet strive I to embrace mine infamy.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "This said, he shakes aloft his Roman blade," & @CRLF & _
                "Which, like a falcon towering in the skies," & @CRLF & _
                "Coucheth the fowl below with his wings' shade," & @CRLF & _
                "Whose crooked beak threats if he mount he dies:" & @CRLF & _
                "So under his insulting falchion lies" & @CRLF & _
                "Harmless Lucretia, marking what he tells" & @CRLF & _
                "With trembling fear, as fowl hear falcon's bells." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Lucrece,' quoth he,'this night I must enjoy thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "If thou deny, then force must work my way," & @CRLF & _
                "For in thy bed I purpose to destroy thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "That done, some worthless slave of thine I'll slay," & @CRLF & _
                "To kill thine honour with thy life's decay;" & @CRLF & _
                "And in thy dead arms do I mean to place him," & @CRLF & _
                "Swearing I slew him, seeing thee embrace him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'So thy surviving husband shall remain" & @CRLF & _
                "The scornful mark of every open eye;" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy kinsmen hang their heads at this disdain," & @CRLF & _
                "Thy issue blurr'd with nameless bastardy:" & @CRLF & _
                "And thou, the author of their obloquy," & @CRLF & _
                "Shalt have thy trespass cited up in rhymes," & @CRLF & _
                "And sung by children in succeeding times." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'But if thou yield, I rest thy secret friend:" & @CRLF & _
                "The fault unknown is as a thought unacted;" & @CRLF & _
                "A little harm done to a great good end" & @CRLF & _
                "For lawful policy remains enacted." & @CRLF & _
                "The poisonous simple sometimes is compacted" & @CRLF & _
                "In a pure compound; being so applied," & @CRLF & _
                "His venom in effect is purified." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Then, for thy husband and thy children's sake," & @CRLF & _
                "Tender my suit: bequeath not to their lot" & @CRLF & _
                "The shame that from them no device can take," & @CRLF & _
                "The blemish that will never be forgot;" & @CRLF & _
                "Worse than a slavish wipe or birth-hour's blot:" & @CRLF & _
                "For marks descried in men's nativity" & @CRLF & _
                "Are nature's faults, not their own infamy.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Here with a cockatrice' dead-killing eye" & @CRLF & _
                "He rouseth up himself and makes a pause;" & @CRLF & _
                "While she, the picture of pure piety," & @CRLF & _
                "Like a white hind under the gripe's sharp claws," & @CRLF & _
                "Pleads, in a wilderness where are no laws," & @CRLF & _
                "To the rough beast that knows no gentle right," & @CRLF & _
                "Nor aught obeys but his foul appetite." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "But when a black-faced cloud the world doth threat," & @CRLF & _
                "In his dim mist the aspiring mountains hiding," & @CRLF & _
                "From earth's dark womb some gentle gust doth get," & @CRLF & _
                "Which blows these pitchy vapours from their bidding," & @CRLF & _
                "Hindering their present fall by this dividing;" & @CRLF & _
                "So his unhallow'd haste her words delays," & @CRLF & _
                "And moody Pluto winks while Orpheus plays." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Yet, foul night-waking cat, he doth but dally," & @CRLF & _
                "While in his hold-fast foot the weak mouse panteth:" & @CRLF & _
                "Her sad behavior feeds his vulture folly," & @CRLF & _
                "A swallowing gulf that even in plenty wanteth:" & @CRLF & _
                "His ear her prayers admits, but his heart granteth" & @CRLF & _
                "No penetrable entrance to her plaining:" & @CRLF & _
                "Tears harden lust, though marble wear with raining." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Her pity-pleading eyes are sadly fix'd" & @CRLF & _
                "In the remorseless wrinkles of his face;" & @CRLF & _
                "Her modest eloquence with sighs is mix'd," & @CRLF & _
                "Which to her oratory adds more grace." & @CRLF & _
                "She puts the period often from his place;" & @CRLF & _
                "And midst the sentence so her accent breaks," & @CRLF & _
                "That twice she doth begin ere once she speaks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "She conjures him by high almighty Jove," & @CRLF & _
                "By knighthood, gentry, and sweet friendship's oath," & @CRLF & _
                "By her untimely tears, her husband's love," & @CRLF & _
                "By holy human law, and common troth," & @CRLF & _
                "By heaven and earth, and all the power of both," & @CRLF & _
                "That to his borrow'd bed he make retire," & @CRLF & _
                "And stoop to honour, not to foul desire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Quoth she, 'Reward not hospitality" & @CRLF & _
                "With such black payment as thou hast pretended;" & @CRLF & _
                "Mud not the fountain that gave drink to thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "Mar not the thing that cannot be amended;" & @CRLF & _
                "End thy ill aim before thy shoot be ended;" & @CRLF & _
                "He is no woodman that doth bend his bow" & @CRLF & _
                "To strike a poor unseasonable doe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'My husband is thy friend; for his sake spare me:" & @CRLF & _
                "Thyself art mighty; for thine own sake leave me:" & @CRLF & _
                "Myself a weakling; do not then ensnare me:" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou look'st not like deceit; do not deceive me." & @CRLF & _
                "My sighs, like whirlwinds, labour hence to heave thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "If ever man were moved with woman moans," & @CRLF & _
                "Be moved with my tears, my sighs, my groans:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'All which together, like a troubled ocean," & @CRLF & _
                "Beat at thy rocky and wreck-threatening heart," & @CRLF & _
                "To soften it with their continual motion;" & @CRLF & _
                "For stones dissolved to water do convert." & @CRLF & _
                "O, if no harder than a stone thou art," & @CRLF & _
                "Melt at my tears, and be compassionate!" & @CRLF & _
                "Soft pity enters at an iron gate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'In Tarquin's likeness I did entertain thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "Hast thou put on his shape to do him shame?" & @CRLF & _
                "To all the host of heaven I complain me," & @CRLF & _
                "Thou wrong'st his honour, wound'st his princely name." & @CRLF & _
                "Thou art not what thou seem'st; and if the same," & @CRLF & _
                "Thou seem'st not what thou art, a god, a king;" & @CRLF & _
                "For kings like gods should govern everything." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'How will thy shame be seeded in thine age," & @CRLF & _
                "When thus thy vices bud before thy spring!" & @CRLF & _
                "If in thy hope thou darest do such outrage," & @CRLF & _
                "What darest thou not when once thou art a king?" & @CRLF & _
                "O, be remember'd, no outrageous thing" & @CRLF & _
                "From vassal actors can be wiped away;" & @CRLF & _
                "Then kings' misdeeds cannot be hid in clay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'This deed will make thee only loved for fear;" & @CRLF & _
                "But happy monarchs still are fear'd for love:" & @CRLF & _
                "With foul offenders thou perforce must bear," & @CRLF & _
                "When they in thee the like offences prove:" & @CRLF & _
                "If but for fear of this, thy will remove;" & @CRLF & _
                "For princes are the glass, the school, the book," & @CRLF & _
                "Where subjects' eyes do learn, do read, do look." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'And wilt thou be the school where Lust shall learn?" & @CRLF & _
                "Must he in thee read lectures of such shame?" & @CRLF & _
                "Wilt thou be glass wherein it shall discern" & @CRLF & _
                "Authority for sin, warrant for blame," & @CRLF & _
                "To privilege dishonour in thy name?" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou black'st reproach against long-living laud," & @CRLF & _
                "And makest fair reputation but a bawd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Hast thou command? by him that gave it thee," & @CRLF & _
                "From a pure heart command thy rebel will:" & @CRLF & _
                "Draw not thy sword to guard iniquity," & @CRLF & _
                "For it was lent thee all that brood to kill." & @CRLF & _
                "Thy princely office how canst thou fulfil," & @CRLF & _
                "When, pattern'd by thy fault, foul sin may say," & @CRLF & _
                "He learn'd to sin, and thou didst teach the way?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Think but how vile a spectacle it were," & @CRLF & _
                "To view thy present trespass in another." & @CRLF & _
                "Men's faults do seldom to themselves appear;" & @CRLF & _
                "Their own transgressions partially they smother:" & @CRLF & _
                "This guilt would seem death-worthy in thy brother." & @CRLF & _
                "O, how are they wrapp'd in with infamies" & @CRLF & _
                "That from their own misdeeds askance their eyes!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'To thee, to thee, my heaved-up hands appeal," & @CRLF & _
                "Not to seducing lust, thy rash relier:" & @CRLF & _
                "I sue for exiled majesty's repeal;" & @CRLF & _
                "Let him return, and flattering thoughts retire:" & @CRLF & _
                "His true respect will prison false desire," & @CRLF & _
                "And wipe the dim mist from thy doting eyne," & @CRLF & _
                "That thou shalt see thy state and pity mine.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Have done,' quoth he: 'my uncontrolled tide" & @CRLF & _
                "Turns not, but swells the higher by this let." & @CRLF & _
                "Small lights are soon blown out, huge fires abide," & @CRLF & _
                "And with the wind in greater fury fret:" & @CRLF & _
                "The petty streams that pay a daily debt" & @CRLF & _
                "To their salt sovereign, with their fresh falls' haste" & @CRLF & _
                "Add to his flow, but alter not his taste.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Thou art,' quoth she, 'a sea, a sovereign king;" & @CRLF & _
                "And, lo, there falls into thy boundless flood" & @CRLF & _
                "Black lust, dishonour, shame, misgoverning," & @CRLF & _
                "Who seek to stain the ocean of thy blood." & @CRLF & _
                "If all these pretty ills shall change thy good," & @CRLF & _
                "Thy sea within a puddle's womb is hearsed," & @CRLF & _
                "And not the puddle in thy sea dispersed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'So shall these slaves be king, and thou their slave;" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou nobly base, they basely dignified;" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou their fair life, and they thy fouler grave:" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou loathed in their shame, they in thy pride:" & @CRLF & _
                "The lesser thing should not the greater hide;" & @CRLF & _
                "The cedar stoops not to the base shrub's foot," & @CRLF & _
                "But low shrubs wither at the cedar's root." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'So let thy thoughts, low vassals to thy state'--" & @CRLF & _
                "No more,' quoth he; 'by heaven, I will not hear thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "Yield to my love; if not, enforced hate," & @CRLF & _
                "Instead of love's coy touch, shall rudely tear thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "That done, despitefully I mean to bear thee" & @CRLF & _
                "Unto the base bed of some rascal groom," & @CRLF & _
                "To be thy partner in this shameful doom.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "This said, he sets his foot upon the light," & @CRLF & _
                "For light and lust are deadly enemies:" & @CRLF & _
                "Shame folded up in blind concealing night," & @CRLF & _
                "When most unseen, then most doth tyrannize." & @CRLF & _
                "The wolf hath seized his prey, the poor lamb cries;" & @CRLF & _
                "Till with her own white fleece her voice controll'd" & @CRLF & _
                "Entombs her outcry in her lips' sweet fold:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "For with the nightly linen that she wears" & @CRLF & _
                "He pens her piteous clamours in her head;" & @CRLF & _
                "Cooling his hot face in the chastest tears" & @CRLF & _
                "That ever modest eyes with sorrow shed." & @CRLF & _
                "O, that prone lust should stain so pure a bed!" & @CRLF & _
                "The spots whereof could weeping purify," & @CRLF & _
                "Her tears should drop on them perpetually." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "But she hath lost a dearer thing than life," & @CRLF & _
                "And he hath won what he would lose again:" & @CRLF & _
                "This forced league doth force a further strife;" & @CRLF & _
                "This momentary joy breeds months of pain;" & @CRLF & _
                "This hot desire converts to cold disdain:" & @CRLF & _
                "Pure Chastity is rifled of her store," & @CRLF & _
                "And Lust, the thief, far poorer than before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Look, as the full-fed hound or gorged hawk," & @CRLF & _
                "Unapt for tender smell or speedy flight," & @CRLF & _
                "Make slow pursuit, or altogether balk" & @CRLF & _
                "The prey wherein by nature they delight;" & @CRLF & _
                "So surfeit-taking Tarquin fares this night:" & @CRLF & _
                "His taste delicious, in digestion souring," & @CRLF & _
                "Devours his will, that lived by foul devouring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "O, deeper sin than bottomless conceit" & @CRLF & _
                "Can comprehend in still imagination!" & @CRLF & _
                "Drunken Desire must vomit his receipt," & @CRLF & _
                "Ere he can see his own abomination." & @CRLF & _
                "While Lust is in his pride, no exclamation" & @CRLF & _
                "Can curb his heat or rein his rash desire," & @CRLF & _
                "Till like a jade Self-will himself doth tire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "And then with lank and lean discolour'd cheek," & @CRLF & _
                "With heavy eye, knit brow, and strengthless pace," & @CRLF & _
                "Feeble Desire, all recreant, poor, and meek," & @CRLF & _
                "Like to a bankrupt beggar wails his case:" & @CRLF & _
                "The flesh being proud, Desire doth fight with Grace," & @CRLF & _
                "For there it revels; and when that decays," & @CRLF & _
                "The guilty rebel for remission prays." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "So fares it with this faultful lord of Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "Who this accomplishment so hotly chased;" & @CRLF & _
                "For now against himself he sounds this doom," & @CRLF & _
                "That through the length of times he stands disgraced:" & @CRLF & _
                "Besides, his soul's fair temple is defaced;" & @CRLF & _
                "To whose weak ruins muster troops of cares," & @CRLF & _
                "To ask the spotted princess how she fares." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "She says, her subjects with foul insurrection" & @CRLF & _
                "Have batter'd down her consecrated wall," & @CRLF & _
                "And by their mortal fault brought in subjection" & @CRLF & _
                "Her immortality, and made her thrall" & @CRLF & _
                "To living death and pain perpetual:" & @CRLF & _
                "Which in her prescience she controlled still," & @CRLF & _
                "But her foresight could not forestall their will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Even in this thought through the dark night he stealeth," & @CRLF & _
                "A captive victor that hath lost in gain;" & @CRLF & _
                "Bearing away the wound that nothing healeth," & @CRLF & _
                "The scar that will, despite of cure, remain;" & @CRLF & _
                "Leaving his spoil perplex'd in greater pain." & @CRLF & _
                "She bears the load of lust he left behind," & @CRLF & _
                "And he the burden of a guilty mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "He like a thievish dog creeps sadly thence;" & @CRLF & _
                "She like a wearied lamb lies panting there;" & @CRLF & _
                "He scowls and hates himself for his offence;" & @CRLF & _
                "She, desperate, with her nails her flesh doth tear;" & @CRLF & _
                "He faintly flies, sneaking with guilty fear;" & @CRLF & _
                "She stays, exclaiming on the direful night;" & @CRLF & _
                "He runs, and chides his vanish'd, loathed delight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "He thence departs a heavy convertite;" & @CRLF & _
                "She there remains a hopeless castaway;" & @CRLF & _
                "He in his speed looks for the morning light;" & @CRLF & _
                "She prays she never may behold the day," & @CRLF & _
                "'For day,' quoth she, 'nights scapes doth open lay," & @CRLF & _
                "And my true eyes have never practised how" & @CRLF & _
                "To cloak offences with a cunning brow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'They think not but that every eye can see" & @CRLF & _
                "The same disgrace which they themselves behold;" & @CRLF & _
                "And therefore would they still in darkness be," & @CRLF & _
                "To have their unseen sin remain untold;" & @CRLF & _
                "For they their guilt with weeping will unfold," & @CRLF & _
                "And grave, like water that doth eat in steel," & @CRLF & _
                "Upon my cheeks what helpless shame I feel.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Here she exclaims against repose and rest," & @CRLF & _
                "And bids her eyes hereafter still be blind." & @CRLF & _
                "She wakes her heart by beating on her breast," & @CRLF & _
                "And bids it leap from thence, where it may find" & @CRLF & _
                "Some purer chest to close so pure a mind." & @CRLF & _
                "Frantic with grief thus breathes she forth her spite" & @CRLF & _
                "Against the unseen secrecy of night:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'O comfort-killing Night, image of hell!" & @CRLF & _
                "Dim register and notary of shame!" & @CRLF & _
                "Black stage for tragedies and murders fell!" & @CRLF & _
                "Vast sin-concealing chaos! nurse of blame!" & @CRLF & _
                "Blind muffled bawd! dark harbour for defame!" & @CRLF & _
                "Grim cave of death! whispering conspirator" & @CRLF & _
                "With close-tongued treason and the ravisher!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'O hateful, vaporous, and foggy Night!" & @CRLF & _
                "Since thou art guilty of my cureless crime," & @CRLF & _
                "Muster thy mists to meet the eastern light," & @CRLF & _
                "Make war against proportion'd course of time;" & @CRLF & _
                "Or if thou wilt permit the sun to climb" & @CRLF & _
                "His wonted height, yet ere he go to bed," & @CRLF & _
                "Knit poisonous clouds about his golden head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'With rotten damps ravish the morning air;" & @CRLF & _
                "Let their exhaled unwholesome breaths make sick" & @CRLF & _
                "The life of purity, the supreme fair," & @CRLF & _
                "Ere he arrive his weary noon-tide prick;" & @CRLF & _
                "And let thy misty vapours march so thick," & @CRLF & _
                "That in their smoky ranks his smother'd light" & @CRLF & _
                "May set at noon and make perpetual night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Were Tarquin Night, as he is but Night's child," & @CRLF & _
                "The silver-shining queen he would distain;" & @CRLF & _
                "Her twinkling handmaids too, by him defiled," & @CRLF & _
                "Through Night's black bosom should not peep again:" & @CRLF & _
                "So should I have co-partners in my pain;" & @CRLF & _
                "And fellowship in woe doth woe assuage," & @CRLF & _
                "As palmers' chat makes short their pilgrimage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Where now I have no one to blush with me," & @CRLF & _
                "To cross their arms and hang their heads with mine," & @CRLF & _
                "To mask their brows and hide their infamy;" & @CRLF & _
                "But I alone alone must sit and pine," & @CRLF & _
                "Seasoning the earth with showers of silver brine," & @CRLF & _
                "Mingling my talk with tears, my grief with groans," & @CRLF & _
                "Poor wasting monuments of lasting moans." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'O Night, thou furnace of foul-reeking smoke," & @CRLF & _
                "Let not the jealous Day behold that face" & @CRLF & _
                "Which underneath thy black all-hiding cloak" & @CRLF & _
                "Immodestly lies martyr'd with disgrace!" & @CRLF & _
                "Keep still possession of thy gloomy place," & @CRLF & _
                "That all the faults which in thy reign are made" & @CRLF & _
                "May likewise be sepulchred in thy shade!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Make me not object to the tell-tale Day!" & @CRLF & _
                "The light will show, character'd in my brow," & @CRLF & _
                "The story of sweet chastity's decay," & @CRLF & _
                "The impious breach of holy wedlock vow:" & @CRLF & _
                "Yea the illiterate, that know not how" & @CRLF & _
                "To cipher what is writ in learned books," & @CRLF & _
                "Will quote my loathsome trespass in my looks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'The nurse, to still her child, will tell my story," & @CRLF & _
                "And fright her crying babe with Tarquin's name;" & @CRLF & _
                "The orator, to deck his oratory," & @CRLF & _
                "Will couple my reproach to Tarquin's shame;" & @CRLF & _
                "Feast-finding minstrels, tuning my defame," & @CRLF & _
                "Will tie the hearers to attend each line," & @CRLF & _
                "How Tarquin wronged me, I Collatine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Let my good name, that senseless reputation," & @CRLF & _
                "For Collatine's dear love be kept unspotted:" & @CRLF & _
                "If that be made a theme for disputation," & @CRLF & _
                "The branches of another root are rotted," & @CRLF & _
                "And undeserved reproach to him allotted" & @CRLF & _
                "That is as clear from this attaint of mine" & @CRLF & _
                "As I, ere this, was pure to Collatine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'O unseen shame! invisible disgrace!" & @CRLF & _
                "O unfelt sore! crest-wounding, private scar!" & @CRLF & _
                "Reproach is stamp'd in Collatinus' face," & @CRLF & _
                "And Tarquin's eye may read the mot afar," & @CRLF & _
                "How he in peace is wounded, not in war." & @CRLF & _
                "Alas, how many bear such shameful blows," & @CRLF & _
                "Which not themselves, but he that gives them knows!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'If, Collatine, thine honour lay in me," & @CRLF & _
                "From me by strong assault it is bereft." & @CRLF & _
                "My honour lost, and I, a drone-like bee," & @CRLF & _
                "Have no perfection of my summer left," & @CRLF & _
                "But robb'd and ransack'd by injurious theft:" & @CRLF & _
                "In thy weak hive a wandering wasp hath crept," & @CRLF & _
                "And suck'd the honey which thy chaste bee kept." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Yet am I guilty of thy honour's wrack;" & @CRLF & _
                "Yet for thy honour did I entertain him;" & @CRLF & _
                "Coming from thee, I could not put him back," & @CRLF & _
                "For it had been dishonour to disdain him:" & @CRLF & _
                "Besides, of weariness he did complain him," & @CRLF & _
                "And talk'd of virtue: O unlook'd-for evil," & @CRLF & _
                "When virtue is profaned in such a devil!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Why should the worm intrude the maiden bud?" & @CRLF & _
                "Or hateful cuckoos hatch in sparrows' nests?" & @CRLF & _
                "Or toads infect fair founts with venom mud?" & @CRLF & _
                "Or tyrant folly lurk in gentle breasts?" & @CRLF & _
                "Or kings be breakers of their own behests?" & @CRLF & _
                "But no perfection is so absolute," & @CRLF & _
                "That some impurity doth not pollute." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'The aged man that coffers-up his gold" & @CRLF & _
                "Is plagued with cramps and gouts and painful fits;" & @CRLF & _
                "And scarce hath eyes his treasure to behold," & @CRLF & _
                "But like still-pining Tantalus he sits," & @CRLF & _
                "And useless barns the harvest of his wits;" & @CRLF & _
                "Having no other pleasure of his gain" & @CRLF & _
                "But torment that it cannot cure his pain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'So then he hath it when he cannot use it," & @CRLF & _
                "And leaves it to be master'd by his young;" & @CRLF & _
                "Who in their pride do presently abuse it:" & @CRLF & _
                "Their father was too weak, and they too strong," & @CRLF & _
                "To hold their cursed-blessed fortune long." & @CRLF & _
                "The sweets we wish for turn to loathed sours" & @CRLF & _
                "Even in the moment that we call them ours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Unruly blasts wait on the tender spring;" & @CRLF & _
                "Unwholesome weeds take root with precious flowers;" & @CRLF & _
                "The adder hisses where the sweet birds sing;" & @CRLF & _
                "What virtue breeds iniquity devours:" & @CRLF & _
                "We have no good that we can say is ours," & @CRLF & _
                "But ill-annexed Opportunity" & @CRLF & _
                "Or kills his life or else his quality." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'O Opportunity, thy guilt is great!" & @CRLF & _
                "'Tis thou that executest the traitor's treason:" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou set'st the wolf where he the lamb may get;" & @CRLF & _
                "Whoever plots the sin, thou 'point'st the season;" & @CRLF & _
                "'Tis thou that spurn'st at right, at law, at reason;" & @CRLF & _
                "And in thy shady cell, where none may spy him," & @CRLF & _
                "Sits Sin, to seize the souls that wander by him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Thou makest the vestal violate her oath;" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou blow'st the fire when temperance is thaw'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou smother'st honesty, thou murder'st troth;" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou foul abettor! thou notorious bawd!" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou plantest scandal and displacest laud:" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou ravisher, thou traitor, thou false thief," & @CRLF & _
                "Thy honey turns to gall, thy joy to grief!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Thy secret pleasure turns to open shame," & @CRLF & _
                "Thy private feasting to a public fast," & @CRLF & _
                "Thy smoothing titles to a ragged name," & @CRLF & _
                "Thy sugar'd tongue to bitter wormwood taste:" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy violent vanities can never last." & @CRLF & _
                "How comes it then, vile Opportunity," & @CRLF & _
                "Being so bad, such numbers seek for thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'When wilt thou be the humble suppliant's friend," & @CRLF & _
                "And bring him where his suit may be obtain'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "When wilt thou sort an hour great strifes to end?" & @CRLF & _
                "Or free that soul which wretchedness hath chain'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "Give physic to the sick, ease to the pain'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "The poor, lame, blind, halt, creep, cry out for thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "But they ne'er meet with Opportunity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'The patient dies while the physician sleeps;" & @CRLF & _
                "The orphan pines while the oppressor feeds;" & @CRLF & _
                "Justice is feasting while the widow weeps;" & @CRLF & _
                "Advice is sporting while infection breeds:" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou grant'st no time for charitable deeds:" & @CRLF & _
                "Wrath, envy, treason, rape, and murder's rages," & @CRLF & _
                "Thy heinous hours wait on them as their pages." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'When Truth and Virtue have to do with thee," & @CRLF & _
                "A thousand crosses keep them from thy aid:" & @CRLF & _
                "They buy thy help; but Sin ne'er gives a fee," & @CRLF & _
                "He gratis comes; and thou art well appaid" & @CRLF & _
                "As well to hear as grant what he hath said." & @CRLF & _
                "My Collatine would else have come to me" & @CRLF & _
                "When Tarquin did, but he was stay'd by thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Guilty thou art of murder and of theft," & @CRLF & _
                "Guilty of perjury and subornation," & @CRLF & _
                "Guilty of treason, forgery, and shift," & @CRLF & _
                "Guilty of incest, that abomination;" & @CRLF & _
                "An accessary by thine inclination" & @CRLF & _
                "To all sins past, and all that are to come," & @CRLF & _
                "From the creation to the general doom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Mis-shapen Time, copesmate of ugly Night," & @CRLF & _
                "Swift subtle post, carrier of grisly care," & @CRLF & _
                "Eater of youth, false slave to false delight," & @CRLF & _
                "Base watch of woes, sin's pack-horse, virtue's snare;" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou nursest all and murder'st all that are:" & @CRLF & _
                "O, hear me then, injurious, shifting Time!" & @CRLF & _
                "Be guilty of my death, since of my crime." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Why hath thy servant, Opportunity," & @CRLF & _
                "Betray'd the hours thou gavest me to repose," & @CRLF & _
                "Cancell'd my fortunes, and enchained me" & @CRLF & _
                "To endless date of never-ending woes?" & @CRLF & _
                "Time's office is to fine the hate of foes;" & @CRLF & _
                "To eat up errors by opinion bred," & @CRLF & _
                "Not spend the dowry of a lawful bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Time's glory is to calm contending kings," & @CRLF & _
                "To unmask falsehood and bring truth to light," & @CRLF & _
                "To stamp the seal of time in aged things," & @CRLF & _
                "To wake the morn and sentinel the night," & @CRLF & _
                "To wrong the wronger till he render right," & @CRLF & _
                "To ruinate proud buildings with thy hours," & @CRLF & _
                "And smear with dust their glittering golden towers;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'To fill with worm-holes stately monuments," & @CRLF & _
                "To feed oblivion with decay of things," & @CRLF & _
                "To blot old books and alter their contents," & @CRLF & _
                "To pluck the quills from ancient ravens' wings," & @CRLF & _
                "To dry the old oak's sap and cherish springs," & @CRLF & _
                "To spoil antiquities of hammer'd steel," & @CRLF & _
                "And turn the giddy round of Fortune's wheel;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'To show the beldam daughters of her daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "To make the child a man, the man a child," & @CRLF & _
                "To slay the tiger that doth live by slaughter," & @CRLF & _
                "To tame the unicorn and lion wild," & @CRLF & _
                "To mock the subtle in themselves beguiled," & @CRLF & _
                "To cheer the ploughman with increaseful crops," & @CRLF & _
                "And waste huge stones with little water drops." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Why work'st thou mischief in thy pilgrimage," & @CRLF & _
                "Unless thou couldst return to make amends?" & @CRLF & _
                "One poor retiring minute in an age" & @CRLF & _
                "Would purchase thee a thousand thousand friends," & @CRLF & _
                "Lending him wit that to bad debtors lends:" & @CRLF & _
                "O, this dread night, wouldst thou one hour come back," & @CRLF & _
                "I could prevent this storm and shun thy wrack!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Thou ceaseless lackey to eternity," & @CRLF & _
                "With some mischance cross Tarquin in his flight:" & @CRLF & _
                "Devise extremes beyond extremity," & @CRLF & _
                "To make him curse this cursed crimeful night:" & @CRLF & _
                "Let ghastly shadows his lewd eyes affright;" & @CRLF & _
                "And the dire thought of his committed evil" & @CRLF & _
                "Shape every bush a hideous shapeless devil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Disturb his hours of rest with restless trances," & @CRLF & _
                "Afflict him in his bed with bedrid groans;" & @CRLF & _
                "Let there bechance him pitiful mischances," & @CRLF & _
                "To make him moan; but pity not his moans:" & @CRLF & _
                "Stone him with harden'd hearts harder than stones;" & @CRLF & _
                "And let mild women to him lose their mildness," & @CRLF & _
                "Wilder to him than tigers in their wildness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Let him have time to tear his curled hair," & @CRLF & _
                "Let him have time against himself to rave," & @CRLF & _
                "Let him have time of Time's help to despair," & @CRLF & _
                "Let him have time to live a loathed slave," & @CRLF & _
                "Let him have time a beggar's orts to crave," & @CRLF & _
                "And time to see one that by alms doth live" & @CRLF & _
                "Disdain to him disdained scraps to give." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Let him have time to see his friends his foes," & @CRLF & _
                "And merry fools to mock at him resort;" & @CRLF & _
                "Let him have time to mark how slow time goes" & @CRLF & _
                "In time of sorrow, and how swift and short" & @CRLF & _
                "His time of folly and his time of sport;" & @CRLF & _
                "And ever let his unrecalling crime" & @CRLF & _
                "Have time to wail th' abusing of his time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'O Time, thou tutor both to good and bad," & @CRLF & _
                "Teach me to curse him that thou taught'st this ill!" & @CRLF & _
                "At his own shadow let the thief run mad," & @CRLF & _
                "Himself himself seek every hour to kill!" & @CRLF & _
                "Such wretched hands such wretched blood should spill;" & @CRLF & _
                "For who so base would such an office have" & @CRLF & _
                "As slanderous death's-man to so base a slave?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'The baser is he, coming from a king," & @CRLF & _
                "To shame his hope with deeds degenerate:" & @CRLF & _
                "The mightier man, the mightier is the thing" & @CRLF & _
                "That makes him honour'd, or begets him hate;" & @CRLF & _
                "For greatest scandal waits on greatest state." & @CRLF & _
                "The moon being clouded presently is miss'd," & @CRLF & _
                "But little stars may hide them when they list." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'The crow may bathe his coal-black wings in mire," & @CRLF & _
                "And unperceived fly with the filth away;" & @CRLF & _
                "But if the like the snow-white swan desire," & @CRLF & _
                "The stain upon his silver down will stay." & @CRLF & _
                "Poor grooms are sightless night, kings glorious day:" & @CRLF & _
                "Gnats are unnoted wheresoe'er they fly," & @CRLF & _
                "But eagles gazed upon with every eye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Out, idle words, servants to shallow fools!" & @CRLF & _
                "Unprofitable sounds, weak arbitrators!" & @CRLF & _
                "Busy yourselves in skill-contending schools;" & @CRLF & _
                "Debate where leisure serves with dull debaters;" & @CRLF & _
                "To trembling clients be you mediators:" & @CRLF & _
                "For me, I force not argument a straw," & @CRLF & _
                "Since that my case is past the help of law." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'In vain I rail at Opportunity," & @CRLF & _
                "At Time, at Tarquin, and uncheerful Night;" & @CRLF & _
                "In vain I cavil with mine infamy," & @CRLF & _
                "In vain I spurn at my confirm'd despite:" & @CRLF & _
                "This helpless smoke of words doth me no right." & @CRLF & _
                "The remedy indeed to do me good" & @CRLF & _
                "Is to let forth my foul-defiled blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Poor hand, why quiver'st thou at this decree?" & @CRLF & _
                "Honour thyself to rid me of this shame:" & @CRLF & _
                "For if I die, my honour lives in thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "But if I live, thou livest in my defame:" & @CRLF & _
                "Since thou couldst not defend thy loyal dame," & @CRLF & _
                "And wast afeard to scratch her wicked foe," & @CRLF & _
                "Kill both thyself and her for yielding so.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "This said, from her be-tumbled couch she starteth," & @CRLF & _
                "To find some desperate instrument of death:" & @CRLF & _
                "But this no slaughterhouse no tool imparteth" & @CRLF & _
                "To make more vent for passage of her breath;" & @CRLF & _
                "Which, thronging through her lips, so vanisheth" & @CRLF & _
                "As smoke from AEtna, that in air consumes," & @CRLF & _
                "Or that which from discharged cannon fumes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'In vain,' quoth she, 'I live, and seek in vain" & @CRLF & _
                "Some happy mean to end a hapless life." & @CRLF & _
                "I fear'd by Tarquin's falchion to be slain," & @CRLF & _
                "Yet for the self-same purpose seek a knife:" & @CRLF & _
                "But when I fear'd I was a loyal wife:" & @CRLF & _
                "So am I now: O no, that cannot be;" & @CRLF & _
                "Of that true type hath Tarquin rifled me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'O, that is gone for which I sought to live," & @CRLF & _
                "And therefore now I need not fear to die." & @CRLF & _
                "To clear this spot by death, at least I give" & @CRLF & _
                "A badge of fame to slander's livery;" & @CRLF & _
                "A dying life to living infamy:" & @CRLF & _
                "Poor helpless help, the treasure stol'n away," & @CRLF & _
                "To burn the guiltless casket where it lay!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Well, well, dear Collatine, thou shalt not know" & @CRLF & _
                "The stained taste of violated troth;" & @CRLF & _
                "I will not wrong thy true affection so," & @CRLF & _
                "To flatter thee with an infringed oath;" & @CRLF & _
                "This bastard graff shall never come to growth:" & @CRLF & _
                "He shall not boast who did thy stock pollute" & @CRLF & _
                "That thou art doting father of his fruit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Nor shall he smile at thee in secret thought," & @CRLF & _
                "Nor laugh with his companions at thy state:" & @CRLF & _
                "But thou shalt know thy interest was not bought" & @CRLF & _
                "Basely with gold, but stol'n from forth thy gate." & @CRLF & _
                "For me, I am the mistress of my fate," & @CRLF & _
                "And with my trespass never will dispense," & @CRLF & _
                "Till life to death acquit my forced offence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'I will not poison thee with my attaint," & @CRLF & _
                "Nor fold my fault in cleanly-coin'd excuses;" & @CRLF & _
                "My sable ground of sin I will not paint," & @CRLF & _
                "To hide the truth of this false night's abuses:" & @CRLF & _
                "My tongue shall utter all; mine eyes, like sluices," & @CRLF & _
                "As from a mountain-spring that feeds a dale," & @CRLF & _
                "Shall gush pure streams to purge my impure tale.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "By this, lamenting Philomel had ended" & @CRLF & _
                "The well-tuned warble of her nightly sorrow," & @CRLF & _
                "And solemn night with slow sad gait descended" & @CRLF & _
                "To ugly hell; when, lo, the blushing morrow" & @CRLF & _
                "Lends light to all fair eyes that light will borrow:" & @CRLF & _
                "But cloudy Lucrece shames herself to see," & @CRLF & _
                "And therefore still in night would cloister'd be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Revealing day through every cranny spies," & @CRLF & _
                "And seems to point her out where she sits weeping;" & @CRLF & _
                "To whom she sobbing speaks: 'O eye of eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "Why pry'st thou through my window? leave thy peeping:" & @CRLF & _
                "Mock with thy tickling beams eyes that are sleeping:" & @CRLF & _
                "Brand not my forehead with thy piercing light," & @CRLF & _
                "For day hath nought to do what's done by night.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thus cavils she with every thing she sees:" & @CRLF & _
                "True grief is fond and testy as a child," & @CRLF & _
                "Who wayward once, his mood with nought agrees:" & @CRLF & _
                "Old woes, not infant sorrows, bear them mild;" & @CRLF & _
                "Continuance tames the one; the other wild," & @CRLF & _
                "Like an unpractised swimmer plunging still," & @CRLF & _
                "With too much labour drowns for want of skill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "So she, deep-drenched in a sea of care," & @CRLF & _
                "Holds disputation with each thing she views," & @CRLF & _
                "And to herself all sorrow doth compare;" & @CRLF & _
                "No object but her passion's strength renews;" & @CRLF & _
                "And as one shifts, another straight ensues:" & @CRLF & _
                "Sometime her grief is dumb and hath no words;" & @CRLF & _
                "Sometime 'tis mad and too much talk affords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "The little birds that tune their morning's joy" & @CRLF & _
                "Make her moans mad with their sweet melody:" & @CRLF & _
                "For mirth doth search the bottom of annoy;" & @CRLF & _
                "Sad souls are slain in merry company;" & @CRLF & _
                "Grief best is pleased with grief's society:" & @CRLF & _
                "True sorrow then is feelingly sufficed" & @CRLF & _
                "When with like semblance it is sympathized." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Tis double death to drown in ken of shore;" & @CRLF & _
                "He ten times pines that pines beholding food;" & @CRLF & _
                "To see the salve doth make the wound ache more;" & @CRLF & _
                "Great grief grieves most at that would do it good;" & @CRLF & _
                "Deep woes roll forward like a gentle flood," & @CRLF & _
                "Who being stopp'd, the bounding banks o'erflows;" & @CRLF & _
                "Grief dallied with nor law nor limit knows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'You mocking-birds,' quoth she, 'your tunes entomb" & @CRLF & _
                "Within your hollow-swelling feather'd breasts," & @CRLF & _
                "And in my hearing be you mute and dumb:" & @CRLF & _
                "My restless discord loves no stops nor rests;" & @CRLF & _
                "A woeful hostess brooks not merry guests:" & @CRLF & _
                "Relish your nimble notes to pleasing ears;" & @CRLF & _
                "Distress likes dumps when time is kept with tears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Come, Philomel, that sing'st of ravishment," & @CRLF & _
                "Make thy sad grove in my dishevell'd hair:" & @CRLF & _
                "As the dank earth weeps at thy languishment," & @CRLF & _
                "So I at each sad strain will strain a tear," & @CRLF & _
                "And with deep groans the diapason bear;" & @CRLF & _
                "For burden-wise I'll hum on Tarquin still," & @CRLF & _
                "While thou on Tereus descant'st better skill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'And whiles against a thorn thou bear'st thy part," & @CRLF & _
                "To keep thy sharp woes waking, wretched I," & @CRLF & _
                "To imitate thee well, against my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "Will fix a sharp knife to affright mine eye;" & @CRLF & _
                "Who, if it wink, shall thereon fall and die." & @CRLF & _
                "These means, as frets upon an instrument," & @CRLF & _
                "Shall tune our heart-strings to true languishment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'And for, poor bird, thou sing'st not in the day," & @CRLF & _
                "As shaming any eye should thee behold," & @CRLF & _
                "Some dark deep desert, seated from the way," & @CRLF & _
                "That knows not parching heat nor freezing cold," & @CRLF & _
                "Will we find out; and there we will unfold" & @CRLF & _
                "To creatures stern sad tunes, to change their kinds:" & @CRLF & _
                "Since men prove beasts, let beasts bear gentle minds.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "As the poor frighted deer, that stands at gaze," & @CRLF & _
                "Wildly determining which way to fly," & @CRLF & _
                "Or one encompass'd with a winding maze," & @CRLF & _
                "That cannot tread the way out readily;" & @CRLF & _
                "So with herself is she in mutiny," & @CRLF & _
                "To live or die which of the twain were better," & @CRLF & _
                "When life is shamed, and death reproach's debtor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'To kill myself,' quoth she, 'alack, what were it," & @CRLF & _
                "But with my body my poor soul's pollution?" & @CRLF & _
                "They that lose half with greater patience bear it" & @CRLF & _
                "Than they whose whole is swallow'd in confusion." & @CRLF & _
                "That mother tries a merciless conclusion" & @CRLF & _
                "Who, having two sweet babes, when death takes one," & @CRLF & _
                "Will slay the other and be nurse to none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'My body or my soul, which was the dearer," & @CRLF & _
                "When the one pure, the other made divine?" & @CRLF & _
                "Whose love of either to myself was nearer," & @CRLF & _
                "When both were kept for heaven and Collatine?" & @CRLF & _
                "Ay me! the bark peel'd from the lofty pine," & @CRLF & _
                "His leaves will wither and his sap decay;" & @CRLF & _
                "So must my soul, her bark being peel'd away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Her house is sack'd, her quiet interrupted," & @CRLF & _
                "Her mansion batter'd by the enemy;" & @CRLF & _
                "Her sacred temple spotted, spoil'd, corrupted," & @CRLF & _
                "Grossly engirt with daring infamy:" & @CRLF & _
                "Then let it not be call'd impiety," & @CRLF & _
                "If in this blemish'd fort I make some hole" & @CRLF & _
                "Through which I may convey this troubled soul." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Yet die I will not till my Collatine" & @CRLF & _
                "Have heard the cause of my untimely death;" & @CRLF & _
                "That he may vow, in that sad hour of mine," & @CRLF & _
                "Revenge on him that made me stop my breath." & @CRLF & _
                "My stained blood to Tarquin I'll bequeath," & @CRLF & _
                "Which by him tainted shall for him be spent," & @CRLF & _
                "And as his due writ in my testament." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'My honour I'll bequeath unto the knife" & @CRLF & _
                "That wounds my body so dishonoured." & @CRLF & _
                "'Tis honour to deprive dishonour'd life;" & @CRLF & _
                "The one will live, the other being dead:" & @CRLF & _
                "So of shame's ashes shall my fame be bred;" & @CRLF & _
                "For in my death I murder shameful scorn:" & @CRLF & _
                "My shame so dead, mine honour is new-born." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Dear lord of that dear jewel I have lost," & @CRLF & _
                "What legacy shall I bequeath to thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "My resolution, love, shall be thy boast," & @CRLF & _
                "By whose example thou revenged mayest be." & @CRLF & _
                "How Tarquin must be used, read it in me:" & @CRLF & _
                "Myself, thy friend, will kill myself, thy foe," & @CRLF & _
                "And for my sake serve thou false Tarquin so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'This brief abridgement of my will I make:" & @CRLF & _
                "My soul and body to the skies and ground;" & @CRLF & _
                "My resolution, husband, do thou take;" & @CRLF & _
                "Mine honour be the knife's that makes my wound;" & @CRLF & _
                "My shame be his that did my fame confound;" & @CRLF & _
                "And all my fame that lives disbursed be" & @CRLF & _
                "To those that live, and think no shame of me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Thou, Collatine, shalt oversee this will;" & @CRLF & _
                "How was I overseen that thou shalt see it!" & @CRLF & _
                "My blood shall wash the slander of mine ill;" & @CRLF & _
                "My life's foul deed, my life's fair end shall free it." & @CRLF & _
                "Faint not, faint heart, but stoutly say 'So be it:'" & @CRLF & _
                "Yield to my hand; my hand shall conquer thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou dead, both die, and both shall victors be.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "This Plot of death when sadly she had laid," & @CRLF & _
                "And wiped the brinish pearl from her bright eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "With untuned tongue she hoarsely calls her maid," & @CRLF & _
                "Whose swift obedience to her mistress hies;" & @CRLF & _
                "For fleet-wing'd duty with thought's feathers flies." & @CRLF & _
                "Poor Lucrece' cheeks unto her maid seem so" & @CRLF & _
                "As winter meads when sun doth melt their snow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Her mistress she doth give demure good-morrow," & @CRLF & _
                "With soft-slow tongue, true mark of modesty," & @CRLF & _
                "And sorts a sad look to her lady's sorrow," & @CRLF & _
                "For why her face wore sorrow's livery;" & @CRLF & _
                "But durst not ask of her audaciously" & @CRLF & _
                "Why her two suns were cloud-eclipsed so," & @CRLF & _
                "Nor why her fair cheeks over-wash'd with woe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "But as the earth doth weep, the sun being set," & @CRLF & _
                "Each flower moisten'd like a melting eye;" & @CRLF & _
                "Even so the maid with swelling drops gan wet" & @CRLF & _
                "Her circled eyne, enforced by sympathy" & @CRLF & _
                "Of those fair suns set in her mistress' sky," & @CRLF & _
                "Who in a salt-waved ocean quench their light," & @CRLF & _
                "Which makes the maid weep like the dewy night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "A pretty while these pretty creatures stand," & @CRLF & _
                "Like ivory conduits coral cisterns filling:" & @CRLF & _
                "One justly weeps; the other takes in hand" & @CRLF & _
                "No cause, but company, of her drops spilling:" & @CRLF & _
                "Their gentle sex to weep are often willing;" & @CRLF & _
                "Grieving themselves to guess at others' smarts," & @CRLF & _
                "And then they drown their eyes or break their hearts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "For men have marble, women waxen, minds," & @CRLF & _
                "And therefore are they form'd as marble will;" & @CRLF & _
                "The weak oppress'd, the impression of strange kinds" & @CRLF & _
                "Is form'd in them by force, by fraud, or skill:" & @CRLF & _
                "Then call them not the authors of their ill," & @CRLF & _
                "No more than wax shall be accounted evil" & @CRLF & _
                "Wherein is stamp'd the semblance of a devil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Their smoothness, like a goodly champaign plain," & @CRLF & _
                "Lays open all the little worms that creep;" & @CRLF & _
                "In men, as in a rough-grown grove, remain" & @CRLF & _
                "Cave-keeping evils that obscurely sleep:" & @CRLF & _
                "Through crystal walls each little mote will peep:" & @CRLF & _
                "Though men can cover crimes with bold stern looks," & @CRLF & _
                "Poor women's faces are their own fault's books." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "No man inveigh against the wither'd flower," & @CRLF & _
                "But chide rough winter that the flower hath kill'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "Not that devour'd, but that which doth devour," & @CRLF & _
                "Is worthy blame. O, let it not be hild" & @CRLF & _
                "Poor women's faults, that they are so fulfill'd" & @CRLF & _
                "With men's abuses: those proud lords, to blame," & @CRLF & _
                "Make weak-made women tenants to their shame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "The precedent whereof in Lucrece view," & @CRLF & _
                "Assail'd by night with circumstances strong" & @CRLF & _
                "Of present death, and shame that might ensue" & @CRLF & _
                "By that her death, to do her husband wrong:" & @CRLF & _
                "Such danger to resistance did belong," & @CRLF & _
                "That dying fear through all her body spread;" & @CRLF & _
                "And who cannot abuse a body dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "By this, mild patience bid fair Lucrece speak" & @CRLF & _
                "To the poor counterfeit of her complaining:" & @CRLF & _
                "'My girl,' quoth she, 'on what occasion break" & @CRLF & _
                "Those tears from thee, that down thy cheeks are" & @CRLF & _
                "raining?" & @CRLF & _
                "If thou dost weep for grief of my sustaining," & @CRLF & _
                "Know, gentle wench, it small avails my mood:" & @CRLF & _
                "If tears could help, mine own would do me good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'But tell me, girl, when went'--and there she stay'd" & @CRLF & _
                "Till after a deep groan--'Tarquin from hence?'" & @CRLF & _
                "'Madam, ere I was up,' replied the maid," & @CRLF & _
                "'The more to blame my sluggard negligence:" & @CRLF & _
                "Yet with the fault I thus far can dispense;" & @CRLF & _
                "Myself was stirring ere the break of day," & @CRLF & _
                "And, ere I rose, was Tarquin gone away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'But, lady, if your maid may be so bold," & @CRLF & _
                "She would request to know your heaviness.'" & @CRLF & _
                "'O, peace!' quoth Lucrece: 'if it should be told," & @CRLF & _
                "The repetition cannot make it less;" & @CRLF & _
                "For more it is than I can well express:" & @CRLF & _
                "And that deep torture may be call'd a hell" & @CRLF & _
                "When more is felt than one hath power to tell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Go, get me hither paper, ink, and pen:" & @CRLF & _
                "Yet save that labour, for I have them here." & @CRLF & _
                "What should I say? One of my husband's men" & @CRLF & _
                "Bid thou be ready, by and by, to bear" & @CRLF & _
                "A letter to my lord, my love, my dear;" & @CRLF & _
                "Bid him with speed prepare to carry it;" & @CRLF & _
                "The cause craves haste, and it will soon be writ.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Her maid is gone, and she prepares to write," & @CRLF & _
                "First hovering o'er the paper with her quill:" & @CRLF & _
                "Conceit and grief an eager combat fight;" & @CRLF & _
                "What wit sets down is blotted straight with will;" & @CRLF & _
                "This is too curious-good, this blunt and ill:" & @CRLF & _
                "Much like a press of people at a door," & @CRLF & _
                "Throng her inventions, which shall go before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "At last she thus begins: 'Thou worthy lord" & @CRLF & _
                "Of that unworthy wife that greeteth thee," & @CRLF & _
                "Health to thy person! next vouchsafe t' afford--" & @CRLF & _
                "If ever, love, thy Lucrece thou wilt see--" & @CRLF & _
                "Some present speed to come and visit me." & @CRLF & _
                "So, I commend me from our house in grief:" & @CRLF & _
                "My woes are tedious, though my words are brief.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Here folds she up the tenor of her woe," & @CRLF & _
                "Her certain sorrow writ uncertainly." & @CRLF & _
                "By this short schedule Collatine may know" & @CRLF & _
                "Her grief, but not her grief's true quality:" & @CRLF & _
                "She dares not thereof make discovery," & @CRLF & _
                "Lest he should hold it her own gross abuse," & @CRLF & _
                "Ere she with blood had stain'd her stain'd excuse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Besides, the life and feeling of her passion" & @CRLF & _
                "She hoards, to spend when he is by to hear her:" & @CRLF & _
                "When sighs and groans and tears may grace the fashion" & @CRLF & _
                "Of her disgrace, the better so to clear her" & @CRLF & _
                "From that suspicion which the world might bear her." & @CRLF & _
                "To shun this blot, she would not blot the letter" & @CRLF & _
                "With words, till action might become them better." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "To see sad sights moves more than hear them told;" & @CRLF & _
                "For then eye interprets to the ear" & @CRLF & _
                "The heavy motion that it doth behold," & @CRLF & _
                "When every part a part of woe doth bear." & @CRLF & _
                "'Tis but a part of sorrow that we hear:" & @CRLF & _
                "Deep sounds make lesser noise than shallow fords," & @CRLF & _
                "And sorrow ebbs, being blown with wind of words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Her letter now is seal'd, and on it writ" & @CRLF & _
                "'At Ardea to my lord with more than haste.'" & @CRLF & _
                "The post attends, and she delivers it," & @CRLF & _
                "Charging the sour-faced groom to hie as fast" & @CRLF & _
                "As lagging fowls before the northern blast:" & @CRLF & _
                "Speed more than speed but dull and slow she deems:" & @CRLF & _
                "Extremity still urgeth such extremes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "The homely villain court'sies to her low;" & @CRLF & _
                "And, blushing on her, with a steadfast eye" & @CRLF & _
                "Receives the scroll without or yea or no," & @CRLF & _
                "And forth with bashful innocence doth hie." & @CRLF & _
                "But they whose guilt within their bosoms lie" & @CRLF & _
                "Imagine every eye beholds their blame;" & @CRLF & _
                "For Lucrece thought he blush'd to her see shame:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "When, silly groom! God wot, it was defect" & @CRLF & _
                "Of spirit, Life, and bold audacity." & @CRLF & _
                "Such harmless creatures have a true respect" & @CRLF & _
                "To talk in deeds, while others saucily" & @CRLF & _
                "Promise more speed, but do it leisurely:" & @CRLF & _
                "Even so this pattern of the worn-out age" & @CRLF & _
                "Pawn'd honest looks, but laid no words to gage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "His kindled duty kindled her mistrust," & @CRLF & _
                "That two red fires in both their faces blazed;" & @CRLF & _
                "She thought he blush'd, as knowing Tarquin's lust," & @CRLF & _
                "And, blushing with him, wistly on him gazed;" & @CRLF & _
                "Her earnest eye did make him more amazed:" & @CRLF & _
                "The more she saw the blood his cheeks replenish," & @CRLF & _
                "The more she thought he spied in her some blemish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "But long she thinks till he return again," & @CRLF & _
                "And yet the duteous vassal scarce is gone." & @CRLF & _
                "The weary time she cannot entertain," & @CRLF & _
                "For now 'tis stale to sigh, to weep, and groan:" & @CRLF & _
                "So woe hath wearied woe, moan tired moan," & @CRLF & _
                "That she her plaints a little while doth stay," & @CRLF & _
                "Pausing for means to mourn some newer way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "At last she calls to mind where hangs a piece" & @CRLF & _
                "Of skilful painting, made for Priam's Troy:" & @CRLF & _
                "Before the which is drawn the power of Greece." & @CRLF & _
                "For Helen's rape the city to destroy," & @CRLF & _
                "Threatening cloud-kissing Ilion with annoy;" & @CRLF & _
                "Which the conceited painter drew so proud," & @CRLF & _
                "As heaven, it seem'd, to kiss the turrets bow'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "A thousand lamentable objects there," & @CRLF & _
                "In scorn of nature, art gave lifeless life:" & @CRLF & _
                "Many a dry drop seem'd a weeping tear," & @CRLF & _
                "Shed for the slaughter'd husband by the wife:" & @CRLF & _
                "The red blood reek'd, to show the painter's strife;" & @CRLF & _
                "And dying eyes gleam'd forth their ashy lights," & @CRLF & _
                "Like dying coals burnt out in tedious nights." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "There might you see the labouring pioner" & @CRLF & _
                "Begrimed with sweat, and smeared all with dust;" & @CRLF & _
                "And from the towers of Troy there would appear" & @CRLF & _
                "The very eyes of men through loop-holes thrust," & @CRLF & _
                "Gazing upon the Greeks with little lust:" & @CRLF & _
                "Such sweet observance in this work was had," & @CRLF & _
                "That one might see those far-off eyes look sad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "In great commanders grace and majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "You might behold, triumphing in their faces;" & @CRLF & _
                "In youth, quick bearing and dexterity;" & @CRLF & _
                "Pale cowards, marching on with trembling paces;" & @CRLF & _
                "Which heartless peasants did so well resemble," & @CRLF & _
                "That one would swear he saw them quake and tremble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "In Ajax and Ulysses, O, what art" & @CRLF & _
                "Of physiognomy might one behold!" & @CRLF & _
                "The face of either cipher'd either's heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "Their face their manners most expressly told:" & @CRLF & _
                "In Ajax' eyes blunt rage and rigor roll'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "But the mild glance that sly Ulysses lent" & @CRLF & _
                "Show'd deep regard and smiling government." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "There pleading might you see grave Nestor stand," & @CRLF & _
                "As 'twere encouraging the Greeks to fight;" & @CRLF & _
                "Making such sober action with his hand," & @CRLF & _
                "That it beguiled attention, charm'd the sight:" & @CRLF & _
                "In speech, it seem'd, his beard, all silver white," & @CRLF & _
                "Wagg'd up and down, and from his lips did fly" & @CRLF & _
                "Thin winding breath, which purl'd up to the sky." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "About him were a press of gaping faces," & @CRLF & _
                "Which seem'd to swallow up his sound advice;" & @CRLF & _
                "All jointly listening, but with several graces," & @CRLF & _
                "As if some mermaid did their ears entice," & @CRLF & _
                "Some high, some low, the painter was so nice;" & @CRLF & _
                "The scalps of many, almost hid behind," & @CRLF & _
                "To jump up higher seem'd, to mock the mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Here one man's hand lean'd on another's head," & @CRLF & _
                "His nose being shadow'd by his neighbour's ear;" & @CRLF & _
                "Here one being throng'd bears back, all boll'n and" & @CRLF & _
                "red;" & @CRLF & _
                "Another smother'd seems to pelt and swear;" & @CRLF & _
                "And in their rage such signs of rage they bear," & @CRLF & _
                "As, but for loss of Nestor's golden words," & @CRLF & _
                "It seem'd they would debate with angry swords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "For much imaginary work was there;" & @CRLF & _
                "Conceit deceitful, so compact, so kind," & @CRLF & _
                "That for Achilles' image stood his spear," & @CRLF & _
                "Griped in an armed hand; himself, behind," & @CRLF & _
                "Was left unseen, save to the eye of mind:" & @CRLF & _
                "A hand, a foot, a face, a leg, a head," & @CRLF & _
                "Stood for the whole to be imagined." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "And from the walls of strong-besieged Troy" & @CRLF & _
                "When their brave hope, bold Hector, march'd to" & @CRLF & _
                "field," & @CRLF & _
                "Stood many Trojan mothers, sharing joy" & @CRLF & _
                "To see their youthful sons bright weapons wield;" & @CRLF & _
                "And to their hope they such odd action yield," & @CRLF & _
                "That through their light joy seemed to appear," & @CRLF & _
                "Like bright things stain'd, a kind of heavy fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "And from the strand of Dardan, where they fought," & @CRLF & _
                "To Simois' reedy banks the red blood ran," & @CRLF & _
                "Whose waves to imitate the battle sought" & @CRLF & _
                "With swelling ridges; and their ranks began" & @CRLF & _
                "To break upon the galled shore, and than" & @CRLF & _
                "Retire again, till, meeting greater ranks," & @CRLF & _
                "They join and shoot their foam at Simois' banks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "To this well-painted piece is Lucrece come," & @CRLF & _
                "To find a face where all distress is stell'd." & @CRLF & _
                "Many she sees where cares have carved some," & @CRLF & _
                "But none where all distress and dolour dwell'd," & @CRLF & _
                "Till she despairing Hecuba beheld," & @CRLF & _
                "Staring on Priam's wounds with her old eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "Which bleeding under Pyrrhus' proud foot lies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "In her the painter had anatomized" & @CRLF & _
                "Time's ruin, beauty's wreck, and grim care's reign:" & @CRLF & _
                "Her cheeks with chaps and wrinkles were disguised;" & @CRLF & _
                "Of what she was no semblance did remain:" & @CRLF & _
                "Her blue blood changed to black in every vein," & @CRLF & _
                "Wanting the spring that those shrunk pipes had fed," & @CRLF & _
                "Show'd life imprison'd in a body dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "On this sad shadow Lucrece spends her eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "And shapes her sorrow to the beldam's woes," & @CRLF & _
                "Who nothing wants to answer her but cries," & @CRLF & _
                "And bitter words to ban her cruel foes:" & @CRLF & _
                "The painter was no god to lend her those;" & @CRLF & _
                "And therefore Lucrece swears he did her wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "To give her so much grief and not a tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Poor instrument,' quoth she,'without a sound," & @CRLF & _
                "I'll tune thy woes with my lamenting tongue;" & @CRLF & _
                "And drop sweet balm in Priam's painted wound," & @CRLF & _
                "And rail on Pyrrhus that hath done him wrong;" & @CRLF & _
                "And with my tears quench Troy that burns so long;" & @CRLF & _
                "And with my knife scratch out the angry eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "Of all the Greeks that are thine enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Show me the strumpet that began this stir," & @CRLF & _
                "That with my nails her beauty I may tear." & @CRLF & _
                "Thy heat of lust, fond Paris, did incur" & @CRLF & _
                "This load of wrath that burning Troy doth bear:" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy eye kindled the fire that burneth here;" & @CRLF & _
                "And here in Troy, for trespass of thine eye," & @CRLF & _
                "The sire, the son, the dame, and daughter die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Why should the private pleasure of some one" & @CRLF & _
                "Become the public plague of many moe?" & @CRLF & _
                "Let sin, alone committed, light alone" & @CRLF & _
                "Upon his head that hath transgressed so;" & @CRLF & _
                "Let guiltless souls be freed from guilty woe:" & @CRLF & _
                "For one's offence why should so many fall," & @CRLF & _
                "To plague a private sin in general?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Lo, here weeps Hecuba, here Priam dies," & @CRLF & _
                "Here manly Hector faints, here Troilus swounds," & @CRLF & _
                "Here friend by friend in bloody channel lies," & @CRLF & _
                "And friend to friend gives unadvised wounds," & @CRLF & _
                "And one man's lust these many lives confounds:" & @CRLF & _
                "Had doting Priam cheque'd his son's desire," & @CRLF & _
                "Troy had been bright with fame and not with fire.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Here feelingly she weeps Troy's painted woes:" & @CRLF & _
                "For sorrow, like a heavy-hanging bell," & @CRLF & _
                "Once set on ringing, with his own weight goes;" & @CRLF & _
                "Then little strength rings out the doleful knell:" & @CRLF & _
                "So Lucrece, set a-work, sad tales doth tell" & @CRLF & _
                "To pencill'd pensiveness and colour'd sorrow;" & @CRLF & _
                "She lends them words, and she their looks doth borrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "She throws her eyes about the painting round," & @CRLF & _
                "And whom she finds forlorn she doth lament." & @CRLF & _
                "At last she sees a wretched image bound," & @CRLF & _
                "That piteous looks to Phrygian shepherds lent:" & @CRLF & _
                "His face, though full of cares, yet show'd content;" & @CRLF & _
                "Onward to Troy with the blunt swains he goes," & @CRLF & _
                "So mild, that Patience seem'd to scorn his woes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "In him the painter labour'd with his skill" & @CRLF & _
                "To hide deceit, and give the harmless show" & @CRLF & _
                "An humble gait, calm looks, eyes wailing still," & @CRLF & _
                "A brow unbent, that seem'd to welcome woe;" & @CRLF & _
                "Cheeks neither red nor pale, but mingled so" & @CRLF & _
                "That blushing red no guilty instance gave," & @CRLF & _
                "Nor ashy pale the fear that false hearts have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "But, like a constant and confirmed devil," & @CRLF & _
                "He entertain'd a show so seeming just," & @CRLF & _
                "And therein so ensconced his secret evil," & @CRLF & _
                "That jealousy itself could not mistrust" & @CRLF & _
                "False-creeping craft and perjury should thrust" & @CRLF & _
                "Into so bright a day such black-faced storms," & @CRLF & _
                "Or blot with hell-born sin such saint-like forms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "The well-skill'd workman this mild image drew" & @CRLF & _
                "For perjured Sinon, whose enchanting story" & @CRLF & _
                "The credulous old Priam after slew;" & @CRLF & _
                "Whose words like wildfire burnt the shining glory" & @CRLF & _
                "Of rich-built Ilion, that the skies were sorry," & @CRLF & _
                "And little stars shot from their fixed places," & @CRLF & _
                "When their glass fell wherein they view'd their faces." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "This picture she advisedly perused," & @CRLF & _
                "And chid the painter for his wondrous skill," & @CRLF & _
                "Saying, some shape in Sinon's was abused;" & @CRLF & _
                "So fair a form lodged not a mind so ill:" & @CRLF & _
                "And still on him she gazed; and gazing still," & @CRLF & _
                "Such signs of truth in his plain face she spied," & @CRLF & _
                "That she concludes the picture was belied." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'It cannot be,' quoth she,'that so much guile'--" & @CRLF & _
                "She would have said 'can lurk in such a look;'" & @CRLF & _
                "But Tarquin's shape came in her mind the while," & @CRLF & _
                "And from her tongue 'can lurk' from 'cannot' took:" & @CRLF & _
                "'It cannot be' she in that sense forsook," & @CRLF & _
                "And turn'd it thus,' It cannot be, I find," & @CRLF & _
                "But such a face should bear a wicked mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'For even as subtle Sinon here is painted." & @CRLF & _
                "So sober-sad, so weary, and so mild," & @CRLF & _
                "As if with grief or travail he had fainted," & @CRLF & _
                "To me came Tarquin armed; so beguiled" & @CRLF & _
                "With outward honesty, but yet defiled" & @CRLF & _
                "With inward vice: as Priam him did cherish," & @CRLF & _
                "So did I Tarquin; so my Troy did perish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Look, look, how listening Priam wets his eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "To see those borrow'd tears that Sinon sheds!" & @CRLF & _
                "Priam, why art thou old and yet not wise?" & @CRLF & _
                "For every tear he falls a Trojan bleeds:" & @CRLF & _
                "His eye drops fire, no water thence proceeds;" & @CRLF & _
                "Those round clear pearls of his, that move thy pity," & @CRLF & _
                "Are balls of quenchless fire to burn thy city." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Such devils steal effects from lightless hell;" & @CRLF & _
                "For Sinon in his fire doth quake with cold," & @CRLF & _
                "And in that cold hot-burning fire doth dwell;" & @CRLF & _
                "These contraries such unity do hold," & @CRLF & _
                "Only to flatter fools and make them bold:" & @CRLF & _
                "So Priam's trust false Sinon's tears doth flatter," & @CRLF & _
                "That he finds means to burn his Troy with water.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Here, all enraged, such passion her assails," & @CRLF & _
                "That patience is quite beaten from her breast." & @CRLF & _
                "She tears the senseless Sinon with her nails," & @CRLF & _
                "Comparing him to that unhappy guest" & @CRLF & _
                "Whose deed hath made herself herself detest:" & @CRLF & _
                "At last she smilingly with this gives o'er;" & @CRLF & _
                "'Fool, fool!' quoth she, 'his wounds will not be sore.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thus ebbs and flows the current of her sorrow," & @CRLF & _
                "And time doth weary time with her complaining." & @CRLF & _
                "She looks for night, and then she longs for morrow," & @CRLF & _
                "And both she thinks too long with her remaining:" & @CRLF & _
                "Short time seems long in sorrow's sharp sustaining:" & @CRLF & _
                "Though woe be heavy, yet it seldom sleeps," & @CRLF & _
                "And they that watch see time how slow it creeps." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Which all this time hath overslipp'd her thought," & @CRLF & _
                "That she with painted images hath spent;" & @CRLF & _
                "Being from the feeling of her own grief brought" & @CRLF & _
                "By deep surmise of others' detriment;" & @CRLF & _
                "Losing her woes in shows of discontent." & @CRLF & _
                "It easeth some, though none it ever cured," & @CRLF & _
                "To think their dolour others have endured." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "But now the mindful messenger, come back," & @CRLF & _
                "Brings home his lord and other company;" & @CRLF & _
                "Who finds his Lucrece clad in mourning black:" & @CRLF & _
                "And round about her tear-stained eye" & @CRLF & _
                "Blue circles stream'd; like rainbows in the sky:" & @CRLF & _
                "These water-galls in her dim element" & @CRLF & _
                "Foretell new storms to those already spent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Which when her sad-beholding husband saw," & @CRLF & _
                "Amazedly in her sad face he stares:" & @CRLF & _
                "Her eyes, though sod in tears, look'd red and raw," & @CRLF & _
                "Her lively colour kill'd with deadly cares." & @CRLF & _
                "He hath no power to ask her how she fares:" & @CRLF & _
                "Both stood, like old acquaintance in a trance," & @CRLF & _
                "Met far from home, wondering each other's chance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "At last he takes her by the bloodless hand," & @CRLF & _
                "And thus begins: 'What uncouth ill event" & @CRLF & _
                "Hath thee befall'n, that thou dost trembling stand?" & @CRLF & _
                "Sweet love, what spite hath thy fair colour spent?" & @CRLF & _
                "Why art thou thus attired in discontent?" & @CRLF & _
                "Unmask, dear dear, this moody heaviness," & @CRLF & _
                "And tell thy grief, that we may give redress.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Three times with sighs she gives her sorrow fire," & @CRLF & _
                "Ere once she can discharge one word of woe:" & @CRLF & _
                "At length address'd to answer his desire," & @CRLF & _
                "She modestly prepares to let them know" & @CRLF & _
                "Her honour is ta'en prisoner by the foe;" & @CRLF & _
                "While Collatine and his consorted lords" & @CRLF & _
                "With sad attention long to hear her words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "And now this pale swan in her watery nest" & @CRLF & _
                "Begins the sad dirge of her certain ending;" & @CRLF & _
                "'Few words,' quoth she, 'Shall fit the trespass best," & @CRLF & _
                "Where no excuse can give the fault amending:" & @CRLF & _
                "In me moe woes than words are now depending;" & @CRLF & _
                "And my laments would be drawn out too long," & @CRLF & _
                "To tell them all with one poor tired tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Then be this all the task it hath to say" & @CRLF & _
                "Dear husband, in the interest of thy bed" & @CRLF & _
                "A stranger came, and on that pillow lay" & @CRLF & _
                "Where thou was wont to rest thy weary head;" & @CRLF & _
                "And what wrong else may be imagined" & @CRLF & _
                "By foul enforcement might be done to me," & @CRLF & _
                "From that, alas, thy Lucrece is not free." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'For in the dreadful dead of dark midnight," & @CRLF & _
                "With shining falchion in my chamber came" & @CRLF & _
                "A creeping creature, with a flaming light," & @CRLF & _
                "And softly cried 'Awake, thou Roman dame," & @CRLF & _
                "And entertain my love; else lasting shame" & @CRLF & _
                "On thee and thine this night I will inflict," & @CRLF & _
                "If thou my love's desire do contradict." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "' 'For some hard-favour'd groom of thine,' quoth he," & @CRLF & _
                "'Unless thou yoke thy liking to my will," & @CRLF & _
                "I'll murder straight, and then I'll slaughter thee" & @CRLF & _
                "And swear I found you where you did fulfil" & @CRLF & _
                "The loathsome act of lust, and so did kill" & @CRLF & _
                "The lechers in their deed: this act will be" & @CRLF & _
                "My fame and thy perpetual infamy.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'With this, I did begin to start and cry;" & @CRLF & _
                "And then against my heart he sets his sword," & @CRLF & _
                "Swearing, unless I took all patiently," & @CRLF & _
                "I should not live to speak another word;" & @CRLF & _
                "So should my shame still rest upon record," & @CRLF & _
                "And never be forgot in mighty Rome" & @CRLF & _
                "Th' adulterate death of Lucrece and her groom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Mine enemy was strong, my poor self weak," & @CRLF & _
                "And far the weaker with so strong a fear:" & @CRLF & _
                "My bloody judge forbade my tongue to speak;" & @CRLF & _
                "No rightful plea might plead for justice there:" & @CRLF & _
                "His scarlet lust came evidence to swear" & @CRLF & _
                "That my poor beauty had purloin'd his eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "And when the judge is robb'd the prisoner dies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'O, teach me how to make mine own excuse!" & @CRLF & _
                "Or at the least this refuge let me find;" & @CRLF & _
                "Though my gross blood be stain'd with this abuse," & @CRLF & _
                "Immaculate and spotless is my mind;" & @CRLF & _
                "That was not forced; that never was inclined" & @CRLF & _
                "To accessary yieldings, but still pure" & @CRLF & _
                "Doth in her poison'd closet yet endure.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lo, here, the hopeless merchant of this loss," & @CRLF & _
                "With head declined, and voice damm'd up with woe," & @CRLF & _
                "With sad set eyes, and wretched arms across," & @CRLF & _
                "From lips new-waxen pale begins to blow" & @CRLF & _
                "The grief away that stops his answer so:" & @CRLF & _
                "But, wretched as he is, he strives in vain;" & @CRLF & _
                "What he breathes out his breath drinks up again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "As through an arch the violent roaring tide" & @CRLF & _
                "Outruns the eye that doth behold his haste," & @CRLF & _
                "Yet in the eddy boundeth in his pride" & @CRLF & _
                "Back to the strait that forced him on so fast;" & @CRLF & _
                "In rage sent out, recall'd in rage, being past:" & @CRLF & _
                "Even so his sighs, his sorrows, make a saw," & @CRLF & _
                "To push grief on, and back the same grief draw." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Which speechless woe of his poor she attendeth," & @CRLF & _
                "And his untimely frenzy thus awaketh:" & @CRLF & _
                "'Dear lord, thy sorrow to my sorrow lendeth" & @CRLF & _
                "Another power; no flood by raining slaketh." & @CRLF & _
                "My woe too sensible thy passion maketh" & @CRLF & _
                "More feeling-painful: let it then suffice" & @CRLF & _
                "To drown one woe, one pair of weeping eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'And for my sake, when I might charm thee so," & @CRLF & _
                "For she that was thy Lucrece, now attend me:" & @CRLF & _
                "Be suddenly revenged on my foe," & @CRLF & _
                "Thine, mine, his own: suppose thou dost defend me" & @CRLF & _
                "From what is past: the help that thou shalt lend me" & @CRLF & _
                "Comes all too late, yet let the traitor die;" & @CRLF & _
                "For sparing justice feeds iniquity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'But ere I name him, you fair lords,' quoth she," & @CRLF & _
                "Speaking to those that came with Collatine," & @CRLF & _
                "'Shall plight your honourable faiths to me," & @CRLF & _
                "With swift pursuit to venge this wrong of mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "For 'tis a meritorious fair design" & @CRLF & _
                "To chase injustice with revengeful arms:" & @CRLF & _
                "Knights, by their oaths, should right poor ladies' harms.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "At this request, with noble disposition" & @CRLF & _
                "Each present lord began to promise aid," & @CRLF & _
                "As bound in knighthood to her imposition," & @CRLF & _
                "Longing to hear the hateful foe bewray'd." & @CRLF & _
                "But she, that yet her sad task hath not said," & @CRLF & _
                "The protestation stops. 'O, speak, ' quoth she," & @CRLF & _
                "'How may this forced stain be wiped from me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'What is the quality of mine offence," & @CRLF & _
                "Being constrain'd with dreadful circumstance?" & @CRLF & _
                "May my pure mind with the foul act dispense," & @CRLF & _
                "My low-declined honour to advance?" & @CRLF & _
                "May any terms acquit me from this chance?" & @CRLF & _
                "The poison'd fountain clears itself again;" & @CRLF & _
                "And why not I from this compelled stain?'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "With this, they all at once began to say," & @CRLF & _
                "Her body's stain her mind untainted clears;" & @CRLF & _
                "While with a joyless smile she turns away" & @CRLF & _
                "The face, that map which deep impression bears" & @CRLF & _
                "Of hard misfortune, carved in it with tears." & @CRLF & _
                "'No, no,' quoth she, 'no dame, hereafter living," & @CRLF & _
                "By my excuse shall claim excuse's giving.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Here with a sigh, as if her heart would break," & @CRLF & _
                "She throws forth Tarquin's name; 'He, he,' she says," & @CRLF & _
                "But more than 'he' her poor tongue could not speak;" & @CRLF & _
                "Till after many accents and delays," & @CRLF & _
                "Untimely breathings, sick and short assays," & @CRLF & _
                "She utters this, 'He, he, fair lords, 'tis he," & @CRLF & _
                "That guides this hand to give this wound to me.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Even here she sheathed in her harmless breast" & @CRLF & _
                "A harmful knife, that thence her soul unsheathed:" & @CRLF & _
                "That blow did that it from the deep unrest" & @CRLF & _
                "Of that polluted prison where it breathed:" & @CRLF & _
                "Her contrite sighs unto the clouds bequeath'd" & @CRLF & _
                "Her winged sprite, and through her wounds doth fly" & @CRLF & _
                "Life's lasting date from cancell'd destiny." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Stone-still, astonish'd with this deadly deed," & @CRLF & _
                "Stood Collatine and all his lordly crew;" & @CRLF & _
                "Till Lucrece' father, that beholds her bleed," & @CRLF & _
                "Himself on her self-slaughter'd body threw;" & @CRLF & _
                "And from the purple fountain Brutus drew" & @CRLF & _
                "The murderous knife, and, as it left the place," & @CRLF & _
                "Her blood, in poor revenge, held it in chase;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "And bubbling from her breast, it doth divide" & @CRLF & _
                "In two slow rivers, that the crimson blood" & @CRLF & _
                "Circles her body in on every side," & @CRLF & _
                "Who, like a late-sack'd island, vastly stood" & @CRLF & _
                "Bare and unpeopled in this fearful flood." & @CRLF & _
                "Some of her blood still pure and red remain'd," & @CRLF & _
                "And some look'd black, and that false Tarquin stain'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "About the mourning and congealed face" & @CRLF & _
                "Of that black blood a watery rigol goes," & @CRLF & _
                "Which seems to weep upon the tainted place:" & @CRLF & _
                "And ever since, as pitying Lucrece' woes," & @CRLF & _
                "Corrupted blood some watery token shows;" & @CRLF & _
                "And blood untainted still doth red abide," & @CRLF & _
                "Blushing at that which is so putrified." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Daughter, dear daughter,' old Lucretius cries," & @CRLF & _
                "'That life was mine which thou hast here deprived." & @CRLF & _
                "If in the child the father's image lies," & @CRLF & _
                "Where shall I live now Lucrece is unlived?" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou wast not to this end from me derived." & @CRLF & _
                "If children predecease progenitors," & @CRLF & _
                "We are their offspring, and they none of ours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Poor broken glass, I often did behold" & @CRLF & _
                "In thy sweet semblance my old age new born;" & @CRLF & _
                "But now that fresh fair mirror, dim and old," & @CRLF & _
                "Shows me a bare-boned death by time out-worn:" & @CRLF & _
                "O, from thy cheeks my image thou hast torn," & @CRLF & _
                "And shivered all the beauty of my glass," & @CRLF & _
                "That I no more can see what once I was!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'O time, cease thou thy course and last no longer," & @CRLF & _
                "If they surcease to be that should survive." & @CRLF & _
                "Shall rotten death make conquest of the stronger" & @CRLF & _
                "And leave the faltering feeble souls alive?" & @CRLF & _
                "The old bees die, the young possess their hive:" & @CRLF & _
                "Then live, sweet Lucrece, live again and see" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy father die, and not thy father thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "By this, starts Collatine as from a dream," & @CRLF & _
                "And bids Lucretius give his sorrow place;" & @CRLF & _
                "And then in key-cold Lucrece' bleeding stream" & @CRLF & _
                "He falls, and bathes the pale fear in his face," & @CRLF & _
                "And counterfeits to die with her a space;" & @CRLF & _
                "Till manly shame bids him possess his breath" & @CRLF & _
                "And live to be revenged on her death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "The deep vexation of his inward soul" & @CRLF & _
                "Hath served a dumb arrest upon his tongue;" & @CRLF & _
                "Who, mad that sorrow should his use control," & @CRLF & _
                "Or keep him from heart-easing words so long," & @CRLF & _
                "Begins to talk; but through his lips do throng" & @CRLF & _
                "Weak words, so thick come in his poor heart's aid," & @CRLF & _
                "That no man could distinguish what he said." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Yet sometime 'Tarquin' was pronounced plain," & @CRLF & _
                "But through his teeth, as if the name he tore." & @CRLF & _
                "This windy tempest, till it blow up rain," & @CRLF & _
                "Held back his sorrow's tide, to make it more;" & @CRLF & _
                "At last it rains, and busy winds give o'er:" & @CRLF & _
                "Then son and father weep with equal strife" & @CRLF & _
                "Who should weep most, for daughter or for wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "The one doth call her his, the other his," & @CRLF & _
                "Yet neither may possess the claim they lay." & @CRLF & _
                "The father says 'She's mine.' 'O, mine she is,'" & @CRLF & _
                "Replies her husband: 'do not take away" & @CRLF & _
                "My sorrow's interest; let no mourner say" & @CRLF & _
                "He weeps for her, for she was only mine," & @CRLF & _
                "And only must be wail'd by Collatine.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'O,' quoth Lucretius,' I did give that life" & @CRLF & _
                "Which she too early and too late hath spill'd.'" & @CRLF & _
                "'Woe, woe,' quoth Collatine, 'she was my wife," & @CRLF & _
                "I owed her, and 'tis mine that she hath kill'd.'" & @CRLF & _
                "'My daughter' and 'my wife' with clamours fill'd" & @CRLF & _
                "The dispersed air, who, holding Lucrece' life," & @CRLF & _
                "Answer'd their cries, 'my daughter' and 'my wife.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Brutus, who pluck'd the knife from Lucrece' side," & @CRLF & _
                "Seeing such emulation in their woe," & @CRLF & _
                "Began to clothe his wit in state and pride," & @CRLF & _
                "Burying in Lucrece' wound his folly's show." & @CRLF & _
                "He with the Romans was esteemed so" & @CRLF & _
                "As silly-jeering idiots are with kings," & @CRLF & _
                "For sportive words and uttering foolish things:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "But now he throws that shallow habit by," & @CRLF & _
                "Wherein deep policy did him disguise;" & @CRLF & _
                "And arm'd his long-hid wits advisedly," & @CRLF & _
                "To cheque the tears in Collatinus' eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "'Thou wronged lord of Rome,' quoth be, 'arise:" & @CRLF & _
                "Let my unsounded self, supposed a fool," & @CRLF & _
                "Now set thy long-experienced wit to school." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Why, Collatine, is woe the cure for woe?" & @CRLF & _
                "Do wounds help wounds, or grief help grievous deeds?" & @CRLF & _
                "Is it revenge to give thyself a blow" & @CRLF & _
                "For his foul act by whom thy fair wife bleeds?" & @CRLF & _
                "Such childish humour from weak minds proceeds:" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy wretched wife mistook the matter so," & @CRLF & _
                "To slay herself, that should have slain her foe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Courageous Roman, do not steep thy heart" & @CRLF & _
                "In such relenting dew of lamentations;" & @CRLF & _
                "But kneel with me and help to bear thy part," & @CRLF & _
                "To rouse our Roman gods with invocations," & @CRLF & _
                "That they will suffer these abominations," & @CRLF & _
                "Since Rome herself in them doth stand disgraced," & @CRLF & _
                "By our strong arms from forth her fair streets chased." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Now, by the Capitol that we adore," & @CRLF & _
                "And by this chaste blood so unjustly stain'd," & @CRLF & _
                "By heaven's fair sun that breeds the fat earth's" & @CRLF & _
                "store," & @CRLF & _
                "By all our country rights in Rome maintain'd," & @CRLF & _
                "And by chaste Lucrece' soul that late complain'd" & @CRLF & _
                "Her wrongs to us, and by this bloody knife," & @CRLF & _
                "We will revenge the death of this true wife.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "This said, he struck his hand upon his breast," & @CRLF & _
                "And kiss'd the fatal knife, to end his vow;" & @CRLF & _
                "And to his protestation urged the rest," & @CRLF & _
                "Who, wondering at him, did his words allow:" & @CRLF & _
                "Then jointly to the ground their knees they bow;" & @CRLF & _
                "And that deep vow, which Brutus made before," & @CRLF & _
                "He doth again repeat, and that they swore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "When they had sworn to this advised doom," & @CRLF & _
                "They did conclude to bear dead Lucrece thence;" & @CRLF & _
                "To show her bleeding body thorough Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "And so to publish Tarquin's foul offence:" & @CRLF & _
                "Which being done with speedy diligence," & @CRLF & _
                "The Romans plausibly did give consent" & @CRLF & _
                "To Tarquin's everlasting banishment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ESCALUS	prince of Verona. (PRINCE:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	a young nobleman, kinsman to the prince." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  heads of two houses at variance with each other." & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	An old man, cousin to Capulet. (Second Capulet:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	son to Montague." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	kinsman to the prince, and friend to Romeo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	nephew to Montague, and friend to Romeo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYBALT	nephew to Lady Capulet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  Franciscans." & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR JOHN	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	servant to Romeo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAMPSON	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  servants to Capulet." & @CRLF & _
                "GREGORY	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	servant to Juliet's nurse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABRAHAM	servant to Montague." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	An Apothecary. (Apothecary:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Three Musicians." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Musician:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Musician:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Musician:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Page to Paris; (PAGE:)  another Page; an officer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MONTAGUE	wife to Montague." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	wife to Capulet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	daughter to Capulet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nurse to Juliet. (Nurse:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Citizens of Verona; several Men and Women," & @CRLF & _
                "	relations to both houses; Maskers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Guards, Watchmen, and Attendants." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Citizen:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Watchman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Watchman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Watchman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	Chorus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Verona: Mantua." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PROLOGUE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two households, both alike in dignity," & @CRLF & _
                "	In fair Verona, where we lay our scene," & @CRLF & _
                "	From ancient grudge break to new mutiny," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean." & @CRLF & _
                "	From forth the fatal loins of these two foes" & @CRLF & _
                "	A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whole misadventured piteous overthrows" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do with their death bury their parents' strife." & @CRLF & _
                "	The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the continuance of their parents' rage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, but their children's end, nought could remove," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The which if you with patient ears attend," & @CRLF & _
                "	What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Verona. A public place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SAMPSON and GREGORY, of the house of Capulet," & @CRLF & _
                "	armed with swords and bucklers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAMPSON	Gregory, o' my word, we'll not carry coals." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREGORY	No, for then we should be colliers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAMPSON	I mean, an we be in choler, we'll draw." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREGORY	Ay, while you live, draw your neck out o' the collar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAMPSON	I strike quickly, being moved." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREGORY	But thou art not quickly moved to strike." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAMPSON	A dog of the house of Montague moves me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREGORY	To move is to stir; and to be valiant is to stand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	therefore, if thou art moved, thou runn'st away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAMPSON	A dog of that house shall move me to stand: I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	take the wall of any man or maid of Montague's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREGORY	That shows thee a weak slave; for the weakest goes" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the wall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAMPSON	True; and therefore women, being the weaker vessels," & @CRLF & _
                "	are ever thrust to the wall: therefore I will push" & @CRLF & _
                "	Montague's men from the wall, and thrust his maids" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the wall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREGORY	The quarrel is between our masters and us their men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAMPSON	'Tis all one, I will show myself a tyrant: when I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have fought with the men, I will be cruel with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	maids, and cut off their heads." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREGORY	The heads of the maids?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAMPSON	Ay, the heads of the maids, or their maidenheads;" & @CRLF & _
                "	take it in what sense thou wilt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREGORY	They must take it in sense that feel it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAMPSON	Me they shall feel while I am able to stand: and" & @CRLF & _
                "	'tis known I am a pretty piece of flesh." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREGORY	'Tis well thou art not fish; if thou hadst, thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	hadst been poor John. Draw thy tool! here comes" & @CRLF & _
                "	two of the house of the Montagues." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAMPSON	My naked weapon is out: quarrel, I will back thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREGORY	How! turn thy back and run?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAMPSON	Fear me not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREGORY	No, marry; I fear thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAMPSON	Let us take the law of our sides; let them begin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREGORY	I will frown as I pass by, and let them take it as" & @CRLF & _
                "	they list." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAMPSON	Nay, as they dare. I will bite my thumb at them;" & @CRLF & _
                "	which is a disgrace to them, if they bear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ABRAHAM and BALTHASAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABRAHAM	Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAMPSON	I do bite my thumb, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABRAHAM	Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAMPSON	[Aside to GREGORY]  Is the law of our side, if I say" & @CRLF & _
                "	ay?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREGORY	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAMPSON	No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir, but I" & @CRLF & _
                "	bite my thumb, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREGORY	Do you quarrel, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABRAHAM	Quarrel sir! no, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAMPSON	If you do, sir, I am for you: I serve as good a man as you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABRAHAM	No better." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAMPSON	Well, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREGORY	Say 'better:' here comes one of my master's kinsmen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAMPSON	Yes, better, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ABRAHAM	You lie." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SAMPSON	Draw, if you be men. Gregory, remember thy swashing blow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They fight]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BENVOLIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Part, fools!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put up your swords; you know not what you do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Beats down their swords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TYBALT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYBALT	What, art thou drawn among these heartless hinds?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn thee, Benvolio, look upon thy death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	I do but keep the peace: put up thy sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or manage it to part these men with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYBALT	What, drawn, and talk of peace! I hate the word," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have at thee, coward!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They fight]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, several of both houses, who join the fray;" & @CRLF & _
                "	then enter Citizens, with clubs]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Clubs, bills, and partisans! strike! beat them down!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Down with the Capulets! down with the Montagues!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CAPULET in his gown, and LADY CAPULET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	What noise is this? Give me my long sword, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	A crutch, a crutch! why call you for a sword?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	My sword, I say! Old Montague is come," & @CRLF & _
                "	And flourishes his blade in spite of me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MONTAGUE and LADY MONTAGUE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	Thou villain Capulet,--Hold me not, let me go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MONTAGUE	Thou shalt not stir a foot to seek a foe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PRINCE, with Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE	Rebellious subjects, enemies to peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Profaners of this neighbour-stained steel,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will they not hear? What, ho! you men, you beasts," & @CRLF & _
                "	That quench the fire of your pernicious rage" & @CRLF & _
                "	With purple fountains issuing from your veins," & @CRLF & _
                "	On pain of torture, from those bloody hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Throw your mistemper'd weapons to the ground," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hear the sentence of your moved prince." & @CRLF & _
                "	Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word," & @CRLF & _
                "	By thee, old Capulet, and Montague," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have thrice disturb'd the quiet of our streets," & @CRLF & _
                "	And made Verona's ancient citizens" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cast by their grave beseeming ornaments," & @CRLF & _
                "	To wield old partisans, in hands as old," & @CRLF & _
                "	Canker'd with peace, to part your canker'd hate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever you disturb our streets again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace." & @CRLF & _
                "	For this time, all the rest depart away:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You Capulet; shall go along with me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, Montague, come you this afternoon," & @CRLF & _
                "	To know our further pleasure in this case," & @CRLF & _
                "	To old Free-town, our common judgment-place." & @CRLF & _
                "	Once more, on pain of death, all men depart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but MONTAGUE, LADY MONTAGUE, and BENVOLIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	Who set this ancient quarrel new abroach?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak, nephew, were you by when it began?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Here were the servants of your adversary," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yours, close fighting ere I did approach:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I drew to part them: in the instant came" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fiery Tybalt, with his sword prepared," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, as he breathed defiance to my ears," & @CRLF & _
                "	He swung about his head and cut the winds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who nothing hurt withal hiss'd him in scorn:" & @CRLF & _
                "	While we were interchanging thrusts and blows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Came more and more and fought on part and part," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till the prince came, who parted either part." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY MONTAGUE	O, where is Romeo? saw you him to-day?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Right glad I am he was not at this fray." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Madam, an hour before the worshipp'd sun" & @CRLF & _
                "	Peer'd forth the golden window of the east," & @CRLF & _
                "	A troubled mind drave me to walk abroad;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where, underneath the grove of sycamore" & @CRLF & _
                "	That westward rooteth from the city's side," & @CRLF & _
                "	So early walking did I see your son:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Towards him I made, but he was ware of me" & @CRLF & _
                "	And stole into the covert of the wood:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I, measuring his affections by my own," & @CRLF & _
                "	That most are busied when they're most alone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pursued my humour not pursuing his," & @CRLF & _
                "	And gladly shunn'd who gladly fled from me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	Many a morning hath he there been seen," & @CRLF & _
                "	With tears augmenting the fresh morning dew." & @CRLF & _
                "	Adding to clouds more clouds with his deep sighs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But all so soon as the all-cheering sun" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should in the furthest east begin to draw" & @CRLF & _
                "	The shady curtains from Aurora's bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Away from the light steals home my heavy son," & @CRLF & _
                "	And private in his chamber pens himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shuts up his windows, locks far daylight out" & @CRLF & _
                "	And makes himself an artificial night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Black and portentous must this humour prove," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless good counsel may the cause remove." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	My noble uncle, do you know the cause?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	I neither know it nor can learn of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Have you importuned him by any means?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	Both by myself and many other friends:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But he, his own affections' counsellor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is to himself--I will not say how true--" & @CRLF & _
                "	But to himself so secret and so close," & @CRLF & _
                "	So far from sounding and discovery," & @CRLF & _
                "	As is the bud bit with an envious worm," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere he can spread his sweet leaves to the air," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or dedicate his beauty to the sun." & @CRLF & _
                "	Could we but learn from whence his sorrows grow." & @CRLF & _
                "	We would as willingly give cure as know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROMEO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	See, where he comes: so please you, step aside;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll know his grievance, or be much denied." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	I would thou wert so happy by thy stay," & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear true shrift. Come, madam, let's away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt MONTAGUE and LADY MONTAGUE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Good-morrow, cousin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Is the day so young?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	But new struck nine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Ay me! sad hours seem long." & @CRLF & _
                "	Was that my father that went hence so fast?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	It was. What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Not having that, which, having, makes them short." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	In love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Out--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Of love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Out of her favour, where I am in love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Alas, that love, so gentle in his view," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should, without eyes, see pathways to his will!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where shall we dine? O me! What fray was here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here's much to do with hate, but more with love." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, then, O brawling love! O loving hate!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O any thing, of nothing first create!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O heavy lightness! serious vanity!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	sick health!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This love feel I, that feel no love in this." & @CRLF & _
                "	Dost thou not laugh?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	No, coz, I rather weep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Good heart, at what?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	At thy good heart's oppression." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Why, such is love's transgression." & @CRLF & _
                "	Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which thou wilt propagate, to have it prest" & @CRLF & _
                "	With more of thine: this love that thou hast shown" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth add more grief to too much of mine own." & @CRLF & _
                "	Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Being vex'd a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is it else? a madness most discreet," & @CRLF & _
                "	A choking gall and a preserving sweet." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, my coz." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	                  Soft! I will go along;" & @CRLF & _
                "	An if you leave me so, you do me wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Tut, I have lost myself; I am not here;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is not Romeo, he's some other where." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Tell me in sadness, who is that you love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	What, shall I groan and tell thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Groan! why, no." & @CRLF & _
                "	But sadly tell me who." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Bid a sick man in sadness make his will:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, word ill urged to one that is so ill!" & @CRLF & _
                "	In sadness, cousin, I do love a woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	I aim'd so near, when I supposed you loved." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	A right good mark-man! And she's fair I love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	A right fair mark, fair coz, is soonest hit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Well, in that hit you miss: she'll not be hit" & @CRLF & _
                "	With Cupid's arrow; she hath Dian's wit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in strong proof of chastity well arm'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	From love's weak childish bow she lives unharm'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	She will not stay the siege of loving terms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor bide the encounter of assailing eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor ope her lap to saint-seducing gold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, she is rich in beauty, only poor," & @CRLF & _
                "	That when she dies with beauty dies her store." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Then she hath sworn that she will still live chaste?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	She hath, and in that sparing makes huge waste," & @CRLF & _
                "	For beauty starved with her severity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cuts beauty off from all posterity." & @CRLF & _
                "	She is too fair, too wise, wisely too fair," & @CRLF & _
                "	To merit bliss by making me despair:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She hath forsworn to love, and in that vow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do I live dead that live to tell it now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Be ruled by me, forget to think of her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	O, teach me how I should forget to think." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	By giving liberty unto thine eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Examine other beauties." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	'Tis the way" & @CRLF & _
                "	To call hers exquisite, in question more:" & @CRLF & _
                "	These happy masks that kiss fair ladies' brows" & @CRLF & _
                "	Being black put us in mind they hide the fair;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He that is strucken blind cannot forget" & @CRLF & _
                "	The precious treasure of his eyesight lost:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Show me a mistress that is passing fair," & @CRLF & _
                "	What doth her beauty serve, but as a note" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where I may read who pass'd that passing fair?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell: thou canst not teach me to forget." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	I'll pay that doctrine, or else die in debt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CAPULET, PARIS, and Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	But Montague is bound as well as I," & @CRLF & _
                "	In penalty alike; and 'tis not hard, I think," & @CRLF & _
                "	For men so old as we to keep the peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	Of honourable reckoning are you both;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pity 'tis you lived at odds so long." & @CRLF & _
                "	But now, my lord, what say you to my suit?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	But saying o'er what I have said before:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My child is yet a stranger in the world;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She hath not seen the change of fourteen years," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let two more summers wither in their pride," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere we may think her ripe to be a bride." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	Younger than she are happy mothers made." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	And too soon marr'd are those so early made." & @CRLF & _
                "	The earth hath swallow'd all my hopes but she," & @CRLF & _
                "	She is the hopeful lady of my earth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	My will to her consent is but a part;" & @CRLF & _
                "	An she agree, within her scope of choice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lies my consent and fair according voice." & @CRLF & _
                "	This night I hold an old accustom'd feast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereto I have invited many a guest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such as I love; and you, among the store," & @CRLF & _
                "	One more, most welcome, makes my number more." & @CRLF & _
                "	At my poor house look to behold this night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Earth-treading stars that make dark heaven light:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such comfort as do lusty young men feel" & @CRLF & _
                "	When well-apparell'd April on the heel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of limping winter treads, even such delight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Among fresh female buds shall you this night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Inherit at my house; hear all, all see," & @CRLF & _
                "	And like her most whose merit most shall be:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which on more view, of many mine being one" & @CRLF & _
                "	May stand in number, though in reckoning none," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, go with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To Servant, giving a paper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, sirrah, trudge about" & @CRLF & _
                "	Through fair Verona; find those persons out" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose names are written there, and to them say," & @CRLF & _
                "	My house and welcome on their pleasure stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt CAPULET and PARIS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Find them out whose names are written here! It is" & @CRLF & _
                "	written, that the shoemaker should meddle with his" & @CRLF & _
                "	yard, and the tailor with his last, the fisher with" & @CRLF & _
                "	his pencil, and the painter with his nets; but I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	sent to find those persons whose names are here" & @CRLF & _
                "	writ, and can never find what names the writing" & @CRLF & _
                "	person hath here writ. I must to the learned.--In good time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BENVOLIO and ROMEO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Tut, man, one fire burns out another's burning," & @CRLF & _
                "	One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn giddy, and be holp by backward turning;" & @CRLF & _
                "	One desperate grief cures with another's languish:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take thou some new infection to thy eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the rank poison of the old will die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Your plaintain-leaf is excellent for that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	For what, I pray thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	For your broken shin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Why, Romeo, art thou mad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Not mad, but bound more than a mad-man is;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shut up in prison, kept without my food," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whipp'd and tormented and--God-den, good fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	God gi' god-den. I pray, sir, can you read?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Ay, mine own fortune in my misery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Perhaps you have learned it without book: but, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	pray, can you read any thing you see?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Ay, if I know the letters and the language." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Ye say honestly: rest you merry!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Stay, fellow; I can read." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Signior Martino and his wife and daughters;" & @CRLF & _
                "	County Anselme and his beauteous sisters; the lady" & @CRLF & _
                "	widow of Vitravio; Signior Placentio and his lovely" & @CRLF & _
                "	nieces; Mercutio and his brother Valentine; mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	uncle Capulet, his wife and daughters; my fair niece" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rosaline; Livia; Signior Valentio and his cousin" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tybalt, Lucio and the lively Helena.' A fair" & @CRLF & _
                "	assembly: whither should they come?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Whither?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	To supper; to our house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Whose house?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	My master's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Indeed, I should have ask'd you that before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Now I'll tell you without asking: my master is the" & @CRLF & _
                "	great rich Capulet; and if you be not of the house" & @CRLF & _
                "	of Montagues, I pray, come and crush a cup of wine." & @CRLF & _
                "	Rest you merry!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	At this same ancient feast of Capulet's" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sups the fair Rosaline whom thou so lovest," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all the admired beauties of Verona:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go thither; and, with unattainted eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Compare her face with some that I shall show," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will make thee think thy swan a crow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	When the devout religion of mine eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	Maintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And these, who often drown'd could never die," & @CRLF & _
                "	Transparent heretics, be burnt for liars!" & @CRLF & _
                "	One fairer than my love! the all-seeing sun" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ne'er saw her match since first the world begun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Tut, you saw her fair, none else being by," & @CRLF & _
                "	Herself poised with herself in either eye:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in that crystal scales let there be weigh'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your lady's love against some other maid" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I will show you shining at this feast," & @CRLF & _
                "	And she shall scant show well that now shows best." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	I'll go along, no such sight to be shown," & @CRLF & _
                "	But to rejoice in splendor of mine own." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A room in Capulet's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LADY CAPULET and Nurse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	Nurse, where's my daughter? call her forth to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Now, by my maidenhead, at twelve year old," & @CRLF & _
                "	I bade her come. What, lamb! what, ladybird!" & @CRLF & _
                "	God forbid! Where's this girl? What, Juliet!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JULIET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	How now! who calls?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Your mother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Madam, I am here." & @CRLF & _
                "	What is your will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	This is the matter:--Nurse, give leave awhile," & @CRLF & _
                "	We must talk in secret:--nurse, come back again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have remember'd me, thou's hear our counsel." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou know'st my daughter's of a pretty age." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Faith, I can tell her age unto an hour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	She's not fourteen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	I'll lay fourteen of my teeth,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet, to my teeth be it spoken, I have but four--" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is not fourteen. How long is it now" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Lammas-tide?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	                  A fortnight and odd days." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Even or odd, of all days in the year," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come Lammas-eve at night shall she be fourteen." & @CRLF & _
                "	Susan and she--God rest all Christian souls!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were of an age: well, Susan is with God;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She was too good for me: but, as I said," & @CRLF & _
                "	On Lammas-eve at night shall she be fourteen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That shall she, marry; I remember it well." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis since the earthquake now eleven years;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And she was wean'd,--I never shall forget it,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all the days of the year, upon that day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I had then laid wormwood to my dug," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sitting in the sun under the dove-house wall;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord and you were then at Mantua:--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, I do bear a brain:--but, as I said," & @CRLF & _
                "	When it did taste the wormwood on the nipple" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my dug and felt it bitter, pretty fool," & @CRLF & _
                "	To see it tetchy and fall out with the dug!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shake quoth the dove-house: 'twas no need, I trow," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bid me trudge:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And since that time it is eleven years;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For then she could stand alone; nay, by the rood," & @CRLF & _
                "	She could have run and waddled all about;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For even the day before, she broke her brow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then my husband--God be with his soul!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A' was a merry man--took up the child:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Yea,' quoth he, 'dost thou fall upon thy face?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wilt fall backward when thou hast more wit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt thou not, Jule?' and, by my holidame," & @CRLF & _
                "	The pretty wretch left crying and said 'Ay.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see, now, how a jest shall come about!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I warrant, an I should live a thousand years," & @CRLF & _
                "	I never should forget it: 'Wilt thou not, Jule?' quoth he;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, pretty fool, it stinted and said 'Ay.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	Enough of this; I pray thee, hold thy peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Yes, madam: yet I cannot choose but laugh," & @CRLF & _
                "	To think it should leave crying and say 'Ay.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet, I warrant, it had upon its brow" & @CRLF & _
                "	A bump as big as a young cockerel's stone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A parlous knock; and it cried bitterly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Yea,' quoth my husband,'fall'st upon thy face?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wilt fall backward when thou comest to age;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt thou not, Jule?' it stinted and said 'Ay.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	And stint thou too, I pray thee, nurse, say I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Peace, I have done. God mark thee to his grace!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wast the prettiest babe that e'er I nursed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	An I might live to see thee married once," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have my wish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	Marry, that 'marry' is the very theme" & @CRLF & _
                "	I came to talk of. Tell me, daughter Juliet," & @CRLF & _
                "	How stands your disposition to be married?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	It is an honour that I dream not of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	An honour! were not I thine only nurse," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would say thou hadst suck'd wisdom from thy teat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	Well, think of marriage now; younger than you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here in Verona, ladies of esteem," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are made already mothers: by my count," & @CRLF & _
                "	I was your mother much upon these years" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you are now a maid. Thus then in brief:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The valiant Paris seeks you for his love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	A man, young lady! lady, such a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	As all the world--why, he's a man of wax." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	Verona's summer hath not such a flower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Nay, he's a flower; in faith, a very flower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	What say you? can you love the gentleman?" & @CRLF & _
                "	This night you shall behold him at our feast;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Read o'er the volume of young Paris' face," & @CRLF & _
                "	And find delight writ there with beauty's pen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Examine every married lineament," & @CRLF & _
                "	And see how one another lends content" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what obscured in this fair volume lies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Find written in the margent of his eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "	This precious book of love, this unbound lover," & @CRLF & _
                "	To beautify him, only lacks a cover:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fish lives in the sea, and 'tis much pride" & @CRLF & _
                "	For fair without the fair within to hide:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That book in many's eyes doth share the glory," & @CRLF & _
                "	That in gold clasps locks in the golden story;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So shall you share all that he doth possess," & @CRLF & _
                "	By having him, making yourself no less." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	No less! nay, bigger; women grow by men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	Speak briefly, can you like of Paris' love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	I'll look to like, if looking liking move:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But no more deep will I endart mine eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than your consent gives strength to make it fly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Madam, the guests are come, supper served up, you" & @CRLF & _
                "	called, my young lady asked for, the nurse cursed in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the pantry, and every thing in extremity. I must" & @CRLF & _
                "	hence to wait; I beseech you, follow straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	We follow thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Juliet, the county stays." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Go, girl, seek happy nights to happy days." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROMEO, MERCUTIO, BENVOLIO, with five or six" & @CRLF & _
                "	Maskers, Torch-bearers, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	What, shall this speech be spoke for our excuse?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or shall we on without a apology?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	The date is out of such prolixity:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll have no Cupid hoodwink'd with a scarf," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bearing a Tartar's painted bow of lath," & @CRLF & _
                "	Scaring the ladies like a crow-keeper;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor no without-book prologue, faintly spoke" & @CRLF & _
                "	After the prompter, for our entrance:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But let them measure us by what they will;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll measure them a measure, and be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Give me a torch: I am not for this ambling;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Being but heavy, I will bear the light." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Nay, gentle Romeo, we must have you dance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Not I, believe me: you have dancing shoes" & @CRLF & _
                "	With nimble soles: I have a soul of lead" & @CRLF & _
                "	So stakes me to the ground I cannot move." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	You are a lover; borrow Cupid's wings," & @CRLF & _
                "	And soar with them above a common bound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	I am too sore enpierced with his shaft" & @CRLF & _
                "	To soar with his light feathers, and so bound," & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot bound a pitch above dull woe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under love's heavy burden do I sink." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	And, to sink in it, should you burden love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too great oppression for a tender thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Is love a tender thing? it is too rough," & @CRLF & _
                "	Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	If love be rough with you, be rough with love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me a case to put my visage in:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A visor for a visor! what care I" & @CRLF & _
                "	What curious eye doth quote deformities?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here are the beetle brows shall blush for me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Come, knock and enter; and no sooner in," & @CRLF & _
                "	But every man betake him to his legs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	A torch for me: let wantons light of heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tickle the senseless rushes with their heels," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am proverb'd with a grandsire phrase;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll be a candle-holder, and look on." & @CRLF & _
                "	The game was ne'er so fair, and I am done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Tut, dun's the mouse, the constable's own word:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou art dun, we'll draw thee from the mire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this sir-reverence love, wherein thou stick'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	Up to the ears. Come, we burn daylight, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Nay, that's not so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	I mean, sir, in delay" & @CRLF & _
                "	We waste our lights in vain, like lamps by day." & @CRLF & _
                "	Take our good meaning, for our judgment sits" & @CRLF & _
                "	Five times in that ere once in our five wits." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	And we mean well in going to this mask;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But 'tis no wit to go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Why, may one ask?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	I dream'd a dream to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	And so did I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Well, what was yours?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	That dreamers often lie." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	In bed asleep, while they do dream things true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you." & @CRLF & _
                "	She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes" & @CRLF & _
                "	In shape no bigger than an agate-stone" & @CRLF & _
                "	On the fore-finger of an alderman," & @CRLF & _
                "	Drawn with a team of little atomies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her wagon-spokes made of long spiders' legs," & @CRLF & _
                "	The cover of the wings of grasshoppers," & @CRLF & _
                "	The traces of the smallest spider's web," & @CRLF & _
                "	The collars of the moonshine's watery beams," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her whip of cricket's bone, the lash of film," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her wagoner a small grey-coated gnat," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not so big as a round little worm" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub," & @CRLF & _
                "	Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers." & @CRLF & _
                "	And in this state she gallops night by night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	O'er courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight," & @CRLF & _
                "	O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees," & @CRLF & _
                "	O'er ladies ' lips, who straight on kisses dream," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sometime she gallops o'er a courtier's nose," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then dreams he of smelling out a suit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sometime comes she with a tithe-pig's tail" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tickling a parson's nose as a' lies asleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then dreams, he of another benefice:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of healths five-fathom deep; and then anon" & @CRLF & _
                "	Drums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And being thus frighted swears a prayer or two" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sleeps again. This is that very Mab" & @CRLF & _
                "	That plats the manes of horses in the night," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bakes the elflocks in foul sluttish hairs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which once untangled, much misfortune bodes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the hag, when maids lie on their backs," & @CRLF & _
                "	That presses them and learns them first to bear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Making them women of good carriage:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is she--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	                  Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou talk'st of nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	True, I talk of dreams," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which are the children of an idle brain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Begot of nothing but vain fantasy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is as thin of substance as the air" & @CRLF & _
                "	And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even now the frozen bosom of the north," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Turning his face to the dew-dropping south." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	This wind, you talk of, blows us from ourselves;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Supper is done, and we shall come too late." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	I fear, too early: for my mind misgives" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some consequence yet hanging in the stars" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall bitterly begin his fearful date" & @CRLF & _
                "	With this night's revels and expire the term" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of a despised life closed in my breast" & @CRLF & _
                "	By some vile forfeit of untimely death." & @CRLF & _
                "	But He, that hath the steerage of my course," & @CRLF & _
                "	Direct my sail! On, lusty gentlemen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Strike, drum." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	A hall in Capulet's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Musicians waiting. Enter Servingmen with napkins]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	Where's Potpan, that he helps not to take away? He" & @CRLF & _
                "	shift a trencher? he scrape a trencher!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servant	When good manners shall lie all in one or two men's" & @CRLF & _
                "	hands and they unwashed too, 'tis a foul thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	Away with the joint-stools, remove the" & @CRLF & _
                "	court-cupboard, look to the plate. Good thou, save" & @CRLF & _
                "	me a piece of marchpane; and, as thou lovest me, let" & @CRLF & _
                "	the porter let in Susan Grindstone and Nell." & @CRLF & _
                "	Antony, and Potpan!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servant	Ay, boy, ready." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	You are looked for and called for, asked for and" & @CRLF & _
                "	sought for, in the great chamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servant	We cannot be here and there too. Cheerly, boys; be" & @CRLF & _
                "	brisk awhile, and the longer liver take all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CAPULET, with JULIET and others of his house," & @CRLF & _
                "	meeting the Guests and Maskers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Welcome, gentlemen! ladies that have their toes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unplagued with corns will have a bout with you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah ha, my mistresses! which of you all" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will now deny to dance? she that makes dainty," & @CRLF & _
                "	She, I'll swear, hath corns; am I come near ye now?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Welcome, gentlemen! I have seen the day" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have worn a visor and could tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	A whispering tale in a fair lady's ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such as would please: 'tis gone, 'tis gone, 'tis gone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are welcome, gentlemen! come, musicians, play." & @CRLF & _
                "	A hall, a hall! give room! and foot it, girls." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music plays, and they dance]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	More light, you knaves; and turn the tables up," & @CRLF & _
                "	And quench the fire, the room is grown too hot." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, sirrah, this unlook'd-for sport comes well." & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, sit, nay, sit, good cousin Capulet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For you and I are past our dancing days:" & @CRLF & _
                "	How long is't now since last yourself and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were in a mask?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Capulet	                  By'r lady, thirty years." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	What, man! 'tis not so much, 'tis not so much:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis since the nuptials of Lucentio," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come pentecost as quickly as it will," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some five and twenty years; and then we mask'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Capulet	'Tis more, 'tis more, his son is elder, sir;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His son is thirty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	                  Will you tell me that?" & @CRLF & _
                "	His son was but a ward two years ago." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	[To a Servingman]  What lady is that, which doth" & @CRLF & _
                "	enrich the hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of yonder knight?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	I know not, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!" & @CRLF & _
                "	It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a rich jewel in an Ethiope's ear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!" & @CRLF & _
                "	So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows," & @CRLF & _
                "	As yonder lady o'er her fellows shows." & @CRLF & _
                "	The measure done, I'll watch her place of stand," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, touching hers, make blessed my rude hand." & @CRLF & _
                "	Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYBALT	This, by his voice, should be a Montague." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fetch me my rapier, boy. What dares the slave" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come hither, cover'd with an antic face," & @CRLF & _
                "	To fleer and scorn at our solemnity?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, by the stock and honour of my kin," & @CRLF & _
                "	To strike him dead, I hold it not a sin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Why, how now, kinsman! wherefore storm you so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYBALT	Uncle, this is a Montague, our foe," & @CRLF & _
                "	A villain that is hither come in spite," & @CRLF & _
                "	To scorn at our solemnity this night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Young Romeo is it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYBALT	'Tis he, that villain Romeo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Content thee, gentle coz, let him alone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He bears him like a portly gentleman;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, to say truth, Verona brags of him" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be a virtuous and well-govern'd youth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not for the wealth of all the town" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here in my house do him disparagement:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore be patient, take no note of him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is my will, the which if thou respect," & @CRLF & _
                "	Show a fair presence and put off these frowns," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ill-beseeming semblance for a feast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYBALT	It fits, when such a villain is a guest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll not endure him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	He shall be endured:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, goodman boy! I say, he shall: go to;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Am I the master here, or you? go to." & @CRLF & _
                "	You'll not endure him! God shall mend my soul!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You'll make a mutiny among my guests!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You will set cock-a-hoop! you'll be the man!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYBALT	Why, uncle, 'tis a shame." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Go to, go to;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are a saucy boy: is't so, indeed?" & @CRLF & _
                "	This trick may chance to scathe you, I know what:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You must contrary me! marry, 'tis time." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well said, my hearts! You are a princox; go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be quiet, or--More light, more light! For shame!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll make you quiet. What, cheerly, my hearts!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYBALT	Patience perforce with wilful choler meeting" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes my flesh tremble in their different greeting." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will withdraw: but this intrusion shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now seeming sweet convert to bitter gall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	[To JULIET]  If I profane with my unworthiest hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand" & @CRLF & _
                "	To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which mannerly devotion shows in this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch," & @CRLF & _
                "	And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Then have my lips the sin that they have took." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me my sin again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	You kiss by the book." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Madam, your mother craves a word with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	What is her mother?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Marry, bachelor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her mother is the lady of the house," & @CRLF & _
                "	And a good lady, and a wise and virtuous" & @CRLF & _
                "	I nursed her daughter, that you talk'd withal;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I tell you, he that can lay hold of her" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall have the chinks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Is she a Capulet?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O dear account! my life is my foe's debt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Away, begone; the sport is at the best." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Ay, so I fear; the more is my unrest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Nay, gentlemen, prepare not to be gone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have a trifling foolish banquet towards." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is it e'en so? why, then, I thank you all" & @CRLF & _
                "	I thank you, honest gentlemen; good night." & @CRLF & _
                "	More torches here! Come on then, let's to bed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, sirrah, by my fay, it waxes late:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll to my rest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but JULIET and Nurse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Come hither, nurse. What is yond gentleman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	The son and heir of old Tiberio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	What's he that now is going out of door?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Marry, that, I think, be young Petrucio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	What's he that follows there, that would not dance?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	I know not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Go ask his name: if he be married." & @CRLF & _
                "	My grave is like to be my wedding bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	His name is Romeo, and a Montague;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The only son of your great enemy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	My only love sprung from my only hate!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too early seen unknown, and known too late!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prodigious birth of love it is to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I must love a loathed enemy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	What's this? what's this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	A rhyme I learn'd even now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of one I danced withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[One calls within 'Juliet.']" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Anon, anon!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, let's away; the strangers all are gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PROLOGUE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Chorus]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Chorus	Now old desire doth in his death-bed lie," & @CRLF & _
                "	And young affection gapes to be his heir;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That fair for which love groan'd for and would die," & @CRLF & _
                "	With tender Juliet match'd, is now not fair." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now Romeo is beloved and loves again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Alike betwitched by the charm of looks," & @CRLF & _
                "	But to his foe supposed he must complain," & @CRLF & _
                "	And she steal love's sweet bait from fearful hooks:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Being held a foe, he may not have access" & @CRLF & _
                "	To breathe such vows as lovers use to swear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And she as much in love, her means much less" & @CRLF & _
                "	To meet her new-beloved any where:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But passion lends them power, time means, to meet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tempering extremities with extreme sweet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A lane by the wall of Capulet's orchard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROMEO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Can I go forward when my heart is here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn back, dull earth, and find thy centre out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He climbs the wall, and leaps down within it]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BENVOLIO and MERCUTIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Romeo! my cousin Romeo!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	He is wise;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, on my lie, hath stol'n him home to bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	He ran this way, and leap'd this orchard wall:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call, good Mercutio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Nay, I'll conjure too." & @CRLF & _
                "	Romeo! humours! madman! passion! lover!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Appear thou in the likeness of a sigh:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak but one rhyme, and I am satisfied;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cry but 'Ay me!' pronounce but 'love' and 'dove;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak to my gossip Venus one fair word," & @CRLF & _
                "	One nick-name for her purblind son and heir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Young Adam Cupid, he that shot so trim," & @CRLF & _
                "	When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid!" & @CRLF & _
                "	He heareth not, he stirreth not, he moveth not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ape is dead, and I must conjure him." & @CRLF & _
                "	I conjure thee by Rosaline's bright eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	By her high forehead and her scarlet lip," & @CRLF & _
                "	By her fine foot, straight leg and quivering thigh" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the demesnes that there adjacent lie," & @CRLF & _
                "	That in thy likeness thou appear to us!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	And if he hear thee, thou wilt anger him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	This cannot anger him: 'twould anger him" & @CRLF & _
                "	To raise a spirit in his mistress' circle" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of some strange nature, letting it there stand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till she had laid it and conjured it down;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That were some spite: my invocation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is fair and honest, and in his mistress' name" & @CRLF & _
                "	I conjure only but to raise up him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Come, he hath hid himself among these trees," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be consorted with the humorous night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blind is his love and best befits the dark." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	If love be blind, love cannot hit the mark." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now will he sit under a medlar tree," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wish his mistress were that kind of fruit" & @CRLF & _
                "	As maids call medlars, when they laugh alone." & @CRLF & _
                "	Romeo, that she were, O, that she were" & @CRLF & _
                "	An open et caetera, thou a poperin pear!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Romeo, good night: I'll to my truckle-bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This field-bed is too cold for me to sleep:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, shall we go?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	                  Go, then; for 'tis in vain" & @CRLF & _
                "	To seek him here that means not to be found." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Capulet's orchard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROMEO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	He jests at scars that never felt a wound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[JULIET appears above at a window]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is the east, and Juliet is the sun." & @CRLF & _
                "	Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who is already sick and pale with grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou her maid art far more fair than she:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not her maid, since she is envious;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her vestal livery is but sick and green" & @CRLF & _
                "	And none but fools do wear it; cast it off." & @CRLF & _
                "	It is my lady, O, it is my love!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, that she knew she were!" & @CRLF & _
                "	She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her eye discourses; I will answer it." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	Having some business, do entreat her eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	To twinkle in their spheres till they return." & @CRLF & _
                "	What if her eyes were there, they in her head?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars," & @CRLF & _
                "	As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would through the airy region stream so bright" & @CRLF & _
                "	That birds would sing and think it were not night." & @CRLF & _
                "	See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, that I were a glove upon that hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I might touch that cheek!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Ay me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	She speaks:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art" & @CRLF & _
                "	As glorious to this night, being o'er my head" & @CRLF & _
                "	As is a winged messenger of heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him" & @CRLF & _
                "	When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sails upon the bosom of the air." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deny thy father and refuse thy name;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I'll no longer be a Capulet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	[Aside]  Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art thyself, though not a Montague." & @CRLF & _
                "	What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part" & @CRLF & _
                "	Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What's in a name? that which we call a rose" & @CRLF & _
                "	By any other name would smell as sweet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Retain that dear perfection which he owes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name," & @CRLF & _
                "	And for that name which is no part of thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take all myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	                  I take thee at thy word:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Henceforth I never will be Romeo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	What man art thou that thus bescreen'd in night" & @CRLF & _
                "	So stumblest on my counsel?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	By a name" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know not how to tell thee who I am:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because it is an enemy to thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had I it written, I would tear the word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of that tongue's utterance, yet I know the sound:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Art thou not Romeo and a Montague?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Neither, fair saint, if either thee dislike." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The orchard walls are high and hard to climb," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the place death, considering who thou art," & @CRLF & _
                "	If any of my kinsmen find thee here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For stony limits cannot hold love out," & @CRLF & _
                "	And what love can do that dares love attempt;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore thy kinsmen are no let to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	If they do see thee, they will murder thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I am proof against their enmity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	I would not for the world they saw thee here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	I have night's cloak to hide me from their sight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And but thou love me, let them find me here:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My life were better ended by their hate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than death prorogued, wanting of thy love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	By whose direction found'st thou out this place?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	By love, who first did prompt me to inquire;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He lent me counsel and I lent him eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am no pilot; yet, wert thou as far" & @CRLF & _
                "	As that vast shore wash'd with the farthest sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would adventure for such merchandise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face," & @CRLF & _
                "	Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek" & @CRLF & _
                "	For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny" & @CRLF & _
                "	What I have spoke: but farewell compliment!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say 'Ay,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will take thy word: yet if thou swear'st," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then say, Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll frown and be perverse an say thee nay," & @CRLF & _
                "	So thou wilt woo; but else, not for the world." & @CRLF & _
                "	In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore thou mayst think my 'havior light:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than those that have more cunning to be strange." & @CRLF & _
                "	I should have been more strange, I must confess," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that thou overheard'st, ere I was ware," & @CRLF & _
                "	My true love's passion: therefore pardon me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not impute this yielding to light love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which the dark night hath so discovered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Lady, by yonder blessed moon I swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	That tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon," & @CRLF & _
                "	That monthly changes in her circled orb," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest that thy love prove likewise variable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	What shall I swear by?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Do not swear at all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is the god of my idolatry," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I'll believe thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	If my heart's dear love--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have no joy of this contract to-night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere one can say 'It lightens.' Sweet, good night!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath," & @CRLF & _
                "	May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good night, good night! as sweet repose and rest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come to thy heart as that within my breast!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	What satisfaction canst thou have to-night?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	The exchange of thy love's faithful vow for mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	I gave thee mine before thou didst request it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet I would it were to give again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Wouldst thou withdraw it? for what purpose, love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	But to be frank, and give it thee again." & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet I wish but for the thing I have:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My bounty is as boundless as the sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	My love as deep; the more I give to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	The more I have, for both are infinite." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Nurse calls within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hear some noise within; dear love, adieu!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Anon, good nurse! Sweet Montague, be true." & @CRLF & _
                "	Stay but a little, I will come again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit, above]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	O blessed, blessed night! I am afeard." & @CRLF & _
                "	Being in night, all this is but a dream," & @CRLF & _
                "	Too flattering-sweet to be substantial." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter JULIET, above]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Three words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "	If that thy bent of love be honourable," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy purpose marriage, send me word to-morrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	By one that I'll procure to come to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where and what time thou wilt perform the rite;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all my fortunes at thy foot I'll lay" & @CRLF & _
                "	And follow thee my lord throughout the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	[Within]  Madam!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	I come, anon.--But if thou mean'st not well," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do beseech thee--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	[Within]  Madam!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	By and by, I come:--" & @CRLF & _
                "	To cease thy suit, and leave me to my grief:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow will I send." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	So thrive my soul--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	A thousand times good night!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit, above]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	A thousand times the worse, to want thy light." & @CRLF & _
                "	Love goes toward love, as schoolboys from" & @CRLF & _
                "	their books," & @CRLF & _
                "	But love from love, toward school with heavy looks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Retiring]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter JULIET, above]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Hist! Romeo, hist! O, for a falconer's voice," & @CRLF & _
                "	To lure this tassel-gentle back again!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bondage is hoarse, and may not speak aloud;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Else would I tear the cave where Echo lies," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	With repetition of my Romeo's name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	It is my soul that calls upon my name:" & @CRLF & _
                "	How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like softest music to attending ears!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Romeo!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	     My dear?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	                  At what o'clock to-morrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I send to thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	At the hour of nine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	I will not fail: 'tis twenty years till then." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have forgot why I did call thee back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Let me stand here till thou remember it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	I shall forget, to have thee still stand there," & @CRLF & _
                "	Remembering how I love thy company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	And I'll still stay, to have thee still forget," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forgetting any other home but this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	'Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet no further than a wanton's bird;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who lets it hop a little from her hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with a silk thread plucks it back again," & @CRLF & _
                "	So loving-jealous of his liberty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	I would I were thy bird." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Sweet, so would I:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good night, good night! parting is such" & @CRLF & _
                "	sweet sorrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I shall say good night till it be morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit above]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hence will I to my ghostly father's cell," & @CRLF & _
                "	His help to crave, and my dear hap to tell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Friar Laurence's cell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FRIAR LAURENCE, with a basket]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	The grey-eyed morn smiles on the frowning night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Chequering the eastern clouds with streaks of light," & @CRLF & _
                "	And flecked darkness like a drunkard reels" & @CRLF & _
                "	From forth day's path and Titan's fiery wheels:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, ere the sun advance his burning eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	The day to cheer and night's dank dew to dry," & @CRLF & _
                "	I must up-fill this osier cage of ours" & @CRLF & _
                "	With baleful weeds and precious-juiced flowers." & @CRLF & _
                "	The earth that's nature's mother is her tomb;" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is her burying grave that is her womb," & @CRLF & _
                "	And from her womb children of divers kind" & @CRLF & _
                "	We sucking on her natural bosom find," & @CRLF & _
                "	Many for many virtues excellent," & @CRLF & _
                "	None but for some and yet all different." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, mickle is the powerful grace that lies" & @CRLF & _
                "	In herbs, plants, stones, and their true qualities:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For nought so vile that on the earth doth live" & @CRLF & _
                "	But to the earth some special good doth give," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor aught so good but strain'd from that fair use" & @CRLF & _
                "	Revolts from true birth, stumbling on abuse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And vice sometimes by action dignified." & @CRLF & _
                "	Within the infant rind of this small flower" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poison hath residence and medicine power:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this, being smelt, with that part cheers each part;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Being tasted, slays all senses with the heart." & @CRLF & _
                "	Two such opposed kings encamp them still" & @CRLF & _
                "	In man as well as herbs, grace and rude will;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And where the worser is predominant," & @CRLF & _
                "	Full soon the canker death eats up that plant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROMEO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Good morrow, father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Benedicite!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What early tongue so sweet saluteth me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Young son, it argues a distemper'd head" & @CRLF & _
                "	So soon to bid good morrow to thy bed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Care keeps his watch in every old man's eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	And where care lodges, sleep will never lie;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But where unbruised youth with unstuff'd brain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth couch his limbs, there golden sleep doth reign:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore thy earliness doth me assure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art up-roused by some distemperature;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or if not so, then here I hit it right," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our Romeo hath not been in bed to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	That last is true; the sweeter rest was mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	God pardon sin! wast thou with Rosaline?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	With Rosaline, my ghostly father? no;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have forgot that name, and that name's woe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	That's my good son: but where hast thou been, then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	I'll tell thee, ere thou ask it me again." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have been feasting with mine enemy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where on a sudden one hath wounded me," & @CRLF & _
                "	That's by me wounded: both our remedies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within thy help and holy physic lies:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I bear no hatred, blessed man, for, lo," & @CRLF & _
                "	My intercession likewise steads my foe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Be plain, good son, and homely in thy drift;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Riddling confession finds but riddling shrift." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Then plainly know my heart's dear love is set" & @CRLF & _
                "	On the fair daughter of rich Capulet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As mine on hers, so hers is set on mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all combined, save what thou must combine" & @CRLF & _
                "	By holy marriage: when and where and how" & @CRLF & _
                "	We met, we woo'd and made exchange of vow," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll tell thee as we pass; but this I pray," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou consent to marry us to-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Holy Saint Francis, what a change is here!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is Rosaline, whom thou didst love so dear," & @CRLF & _
                "	So soon forsaken? young men's love then lies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "	Jesu Maria, what a deal of brine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath wash'd thy sallow cheeks for Rosaline!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How much salt water thrown away in waste," & @CRLF & _
                "	To season love, that of it doth not taste!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sun not yet thy sighs from heaven clears," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy old groans ring yet in my ancient ears;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lo, here upon thy cheek the stain doth sit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of an old tear that is not wash'd off yet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If e'er thou wast thyself and these woes thine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou and these woes were all for Rosaline:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And art thou changed? pronounce this sentence then," & @CRLF & _
                "	Women may fall, when there's no strength in men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Thou chid'st me oft for loving Rosaline." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	For doting, not for loving, pupil mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	And bad'st me bury love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Not in a grave," & @CRLF & _
                "	To lay one in, another out to have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	I pray thee, chide not; she whom I love now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth grace for grace and love for love allow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The other did not so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	O, she knew well" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy love did read by rote and could not spell." & @CRLF & _
                "	But come, young waverer, come, go with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	In one respect I'll thy assistant be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this alliance may so happy prove," & @CRLF & _
                "	To turn your households' rancour to pure love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	O, let us hence; I stand on sudden haste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Wisely and slow; they stumble that run fast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BENVOLIO and MERCUTIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Where the devil should this Romeo be?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Came he not home to-night?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Not to his father's; I spoke with his man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Ah, that same pale hard-hearted wench, that Rosaline." & @CRLF & _
                "	Torments him so, that he will sure run mad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Tybalt, the kinsman of old Capulet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath sent a letter to his father's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	A challenge, on my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Romeo will answer it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Any man that can write may answer a letter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Nay, he will answer the letter's master, how he" & @CRLF & _
                "	dares, being dared." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Alas poor Romeo! he is already dead; stabbed with a" & @CRLF & _
                "	white wench's black eye; shot through the ear with a" & @CRLF & _
                "	love-song; the very pin of his heart cleft with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	blind bow-boy's butt-shaft: and is he a man to" & @CRLF & _
                "	encounter Tybalt?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Why, what is Tybalt?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	More than prince of cats, I can tell you. O, he is" & @CRLF & _
                "	the courageous captain of compliments. He fights as" & @CRLF & _
                "	you sing prick-song, keeps time, distance, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	proportion; rests me his minim rest, one, two, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	the third in your bosom: the very butcher of a silk" & @CRLF & _
                "	button, a duellist, a duellist; a gentleman of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	very first house, of the first and second cause:" & @CRLF & _
                "	ah, the immortal passado! the punto reverso! the" & @CRLF & _
                "	hai!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	The what?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	The pox of such antic, lisping, affecting" & @CRLF & _
                "	fantasticoes; these new tuners of accents! 'By Jesu," & @CRLF & _
                "	a very good blade! a very tall man! a very good" & @CRLF & _
                "	whore!' Why, is not this a lamentable thing," & @CRLF & _
                "	grandsire, that we should be thus afflicted with" & @CRLF & _
                "	these strange flies, these fashion-mongers, these" & @CRLF & _
                "	perdona-mi's, who stand so much on the new form," & @CRLF & _
                "	that they cannot at ease on the old bench? O, their" & @CRLF & _
                "	bones, their bones!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROMEO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Here comes Romeo, here comes Romeo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Without his roe, like a dried herring: flesh, flesh," & @CRLF & _
                "	how art thou fishified! Now is he for the numbers" & @CRLF & _
                "	that Petrarch flowed in: Laura to his lady was but a" & @CRLF & _
                "	kitchen-wench; marry, she had a better love to" & @CRLF & _
                "	be-rhyme her; Dido a dowdy; Cleopatra a gipsy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Helen and Hero hildings and harlots; Thisbe a grey" & @CRLF & _
                "	eye or so, but not to the purpose. Signior" & @CRLF & _
                "	Romeo, bon jour! there's a French salutation" & @CRLF & _
                "	to your French slop. You gave us the counterfeit" & @CRLF & _
                "	fairly last night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Good morrow to you both. What counterfeit did I give you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	The ship, sir, the slip; can you not conceive?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Pardon, good Mercutio, my business was great; and in" & @CRLF & _
                "	such a case as mine a man may strain courtesy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	That's as much as to say, such a case as yours" & @CRLF & _
                "	constrains a man to bow in the hams." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Meaning, to court'sy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Thou hast most kindly hit it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	A most courteous exposition." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Nay, I am the very pink of courtesy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Pink for flower." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Why, then is my pump well flowered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Well said: follow me this jest now till thou hast" & @CRLF & _
                "	worn out thy pump, that when the single sole of it" & @CRLF & _
                "	is worn, the jest may remain after the wearing sole singular." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	O single-soled jest, solely singular for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	singleness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Come between us, good Benvolio; my wits faint." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Switch and spurs, switch and spurs; or I'll cry a match." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Nay, if thy wits run the wild-goose chase, I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	done, for thou hast more of the wild-goose in one of" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy wits than, I am sure, I have in my whole five:" & @CRLF & _
                "	was I with you there for the goose?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Thou wast never with me for any thing when thou wast" & @CRLF & _
                "	not there for the goose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	I will bite thee by the ear for that jest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Nay, good goose, bite not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Thy wit is a very bitter sweeting; it is a most" & @CRLF & _
                "	sharp sauce." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	And is it not well served in to a sweet goose?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	O here's a wit of cheveril, that stretches from an" & @CRLF & _
                "	inch narrow to an ell broad!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	I stretch it out for that word 'broad;' which added" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the goose, proves thee far and wide a broad goose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Why, is not this better now than groaning for love?" & @CRLF & _
                "	now art thou sociable, now art thou Romeo; now art" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou what thou art, by art as well as by nature:" & @CRLF & _
                "	for this drivelling love is like a great natural," & @CRLF & _
                "	that runs lolling up and down to hide his bauble in a hole." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Stop there, stop there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Thou desirest me to stop in my tale against the hair." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Thou wouldst else have made thy tale large." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	O, thou art deceived; I would have made it short:" & @CRLF & _
                "	for I was come to the whole depth of my tale; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	meant, indeed, to occupy the argument no longer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Here's goodly gear!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Nurse and PETER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	A sail, a sail!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Two, two; a shirt and a smock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Peter!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	Anon!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	My fan, Peter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Good Peter, to hide her face; for her fan's the" & @CRLF & _
                "	fairer face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	God ye good morrow, gentlemen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	God ye good den, fair gentlewoman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Is it good den?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	'Tis no less, I tell you, for the bawdy hand of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	dial is now upon the prick of noon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Out upon you! what a man are you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	One, gentlewoman, that God hath made for himself to" & @CRLF & _
                "	mar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	By my troth, it is well said; 'for himself to mar,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	quoth a'? Gentlemen, can any of you tell me where I" & @CRLF & _
                "	may find the young Romeo?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	I can tell you; but young Romeo will be older when" & @CRLF & _
                "	you have found him than he was when you sought him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am the youngest of that name, for fault of a worse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	You say well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Yea, is the worst well? very well took, i' faith;" & @CRLF & _
                "	wisely, wisely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	if you be he, sir, I desire some confidence with" & @CRLF & _
                "	you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	She will indite him to some supper." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	A bawd, a bawd, a bawd! so ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	What hast thou found?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	No hare, sir; unless a hare, sir, in a lenten pie," & @CRLF & _
                "	that is something stale and hoar ere it be spent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	An old hare hoar," & @CRLF & _
                "	And an old hare hoar," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is very good meat in lent" & @CRLF & _
                "	But a hare that is hoar" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is too much for a score," & @CRLF & _
                "	When it hoars ere it be spent." & @CRLF & _
                "	Romeo, will you come to your father's? we'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	to dinner, thither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	I will follow you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Farewell, ancient lady; farewell," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Singing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'lady, lady, lady.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt MERCUTIO and BENVOLIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Marry, farewell! I pray you, sir, what saucy" & @CRLF & _
                "	merchant was this, that was so full of his ropery?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	A gentleman, nurse, that loves to hear himself talk," & @CRLF & _
                "	and will speak more in a minute than he will stand" & @CRLF & _
                "	to in a month." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	An a' speak any thing against me, I'll take him" & @CRLF & _
                "	down, an a' were lustier than he is, and twenty such" & @CRLF & _
                "	Jacks; and if I cannot, I'll find those that shall." & @CRLF & _
                "	Scurvy knave! I am none of his flirt-gills; I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	none of his skains-mates. And thou must stand by" & @CRLF & _
                "	too, and suffer every knave to use me at his pleasure?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	I saw no man use you a pleasure; if I had, my weapon" & @CRLF & _
                "	should quickly have been out, I warrant you: I dare" & @CRLF & _
                "	draw as soon as another man, if I see occasion in a" & @CRLF & _
                "	good quarrel, and the law on my side." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Now, afore God, I am so vexed, that every part about" & @CRLF & _
                "	me quivers. Scurvy knave! Pray you, sir, a word:" & @CRLF & _
                "	and as I told you, my young lady bade me inquire you" & @CRLF & _
                "	out; what she bade me say, I will keep to myself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	but first let me tell ye, if ye should lead her into" & @CRLF & _
                "	a fool's paradise, as they say, it were a very gross" & @CRLF & _
                "	kind of behavior, as they say: for the gentlewoman" & @CRLF & _
                "	is young; and, therefore, if you should deal double" & @CRLF & _
                "	with her, truly it were an ill thing to be offered" & @CRLF & _
                "	to any gentlewoman, and very weak dealing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Nurse, commend me to thy lady and mistress. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	protest unto thee--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Good heart, and, i' faith, I will tell her as much:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord, Lord, she will be a joyful woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	What wilt thou tell her, nurse? thou dost not mark me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	I will tell her, sir, that you do protest; which, as" & @CRLF & _
                "	I take it, is a gentlemanlike offer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Bid her devise" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some means to come to shrift this afternoon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And there she shall at Friar Laurence' cell" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be shrived and married. Here is for thy pains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	No truly sir; not a penny." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Go to; I say you shall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	This afternoon, sir? well, she shall be there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	And stay, good nurse, behind the abbey wall:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within this hour my man shall be with thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring thee cords made like a tackled stair;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which to the high top-gallant of my joy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must be my convoy in the secret night." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell; be trusty, and I'll quit thy pains:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell; commend me to thy mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Now God in heaven bless thee! Hark you, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	What say'st thou, my dear nurse?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Is your man secret? Did you ne'er hear say," & @CRLF & _
                "	Two may keep counsel, putting one away?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	I warrant thee, my man's as true as steel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NURSE	Well, sir; my mistress is the sweetest lady--Lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord! when 'twas a little prating thing:--O, there" & @CRLF & _
                "	is a nobleman in town, one Paris, that would fain" & @CRLF & _
                "	lay knife aboard; but she, good soul, had as lief" & @CRLF & _
                "	see a toad, a very toad, as see him. I anger her" & @CRLF & _
                "	sometimes and tell her that Paris is the properer" & @CRLF & _
                "	man; but, I'll warrant you, when I say so, she looks" & @CRLF & _
                "	as pale as any clout in the versal world. Doth not" & @CRLF & _
                "	rosemary and Romeo begin both with a letter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Ay, nurse; what of that? both with an R." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Ah. mocker! that's the dog's name; R is for" & @CRLF & _
                "	the--No; I know it begins with some other" & @CRLF & _
                "	letter:--and she hath the prettiest sententious of" & @CRLF & _
                "	it, of you and rosemary, that it would do you good" & @CRLF & _
                "	to hear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Commend me to thy lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Ay, a thousand times." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Romeo]" & @CRLF & _
                "	Peter!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	Anon!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Peter, take my fan, and go before and apace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Capulet's orchard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JULIET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	The clock struck nine when I did send the nurse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In half an hour she promised to return." & @CRLF & _
                "	Perchance she cannot meet him: that's not so." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, she is lame! love's heralds should be thoughts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which ten times faster glide than the sun's beams," & @CRLF & _
                "	Driving back shadows over louring hills:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore do nimble-pinion'd doves draw love," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore hath the wind-swift Cupid wings." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now is the sun upon the highmost hill" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this day's journey, and from nine till twelve" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is three long hours, yet she is not come." & @CRLF & _
                "	Had she affections and warm youthful blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	She would be as swift in motion as a ball;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My words would bandy her to my sweet love," & @CRLF & _
                "	And his to me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But old folks, many feign as they were dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unwieldy, slow, heavy and pale as lead." & @CRLF & _
                "	O God, she comes!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Nurse and PETER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O honey nurse, what news?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast thou met with him? Send thy man away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Peter, stay at the gate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit PETER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Now, good sweet nurse,--O Lord, why look'st thou sad?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though news be sad, yet tell them merrily;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If good, thou shamest the music of sweet news" & @CRLF & _
                "	By playing it to me with so sour a face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	I am a-weary, give me leave awhile:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fie, how my bones ache! what a jaunt have I had!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	I would thou hadst my bones, and I thy news:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, come, I pray thee, speak; good, good nurse, speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Jesu, what haste? can you not stay awhile?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you not see that I am out of breath?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	How art thou out of breath, when thou hast breath" & @CRLF & _
                "	To say to me that thou art out of breath?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The excuse that thou dost make in this delay" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is longer than the tale thou dost excuse." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is thy news good, or bad? answer to that;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say either, and I'll stay the circumstance:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me be satisfied, is't good or bad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Well, you have made a simple choice; you know not" & @CRLF & _
                "	how to choose a man: Romeo! no, not he; though his" & @CRLF & _
                "	face be better than any man's, yet his leg excels" & @CRLF & _
                "	all men's; and for a hand, and a foot, and a body," & @CRLF & _
                "	though they be not to be talked on, yet they are" & @CRLF & _
                "	past compare: he is not the flower of courtesy," & @CRLF & _
                "	but, I'll warrant him, as gentle as a lamb. Go thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	ways, wench; serve God. What, have you dined at home?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	No, no: but all this did I know before." & @CRLF & _
                "	What says he of our marriage? what of that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Lord, how my head aches! what a head have I!" & @CRLF & _
                "	It beats as it would fall in twenty pieces." & @CRLF & _
                "	My back o' t' other side,--O, my back, my back!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beshrew your heart for sending me about," & @CRLF & _
                "	To catch my death with jaunting up and down!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	I' faith, I am sorry that thou art not well." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet, sweet, sweet nurse, tell me, what says my love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Your love says, like an honest gentleman, and a" & @CRLF & _
                "	courteous, and a kind, and a handsome, and, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	warrant, a virtuous,--Where is your mother?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Where is my mother! why, she is within;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where should she be? How oddly thou repliest!" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Your love says, like an honest gentleman," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is your mother?'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	O God's lady dear!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are you so hot? marry, come up, I trow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is this the poultice for my aching bones?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Henceforward do your messages yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Here's such a coil! come, what says Romeo?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Have you got leave to go to shrift to-day?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	I have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Then hie you hence to Friar Laurence' cell;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There stays a husband to make you a wife:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now comes the wanton blood up in your cheeks," & @CRLF & _
                "	They'll be in scarlet straight at any news." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hie you to church; I must another way," & @CRLF & _
                "	To fetch a ladder, by the which your love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must climb a bird's nest soon when it is dark:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am the drudge and toil in your delight," & @CRLF & _
                "	But you shall bear the burden soon at night." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go; I'll to dinner: hie you to the cell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Hie to high fortune! Honest nurse, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	Friar Laurence's cell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FRIAR LAURENCE and ROMEO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	So smile the heavens upon this holy act," & @CRLF & _
                "	That after hours with sorrow chide us not!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Amen, amen! but come what sorrow can," & @CRLF & _
                "	It cannot countervail the exchange of joy" & @CRLF & _
                "	That one short minute gives me in her sight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do thou but close our hands with holy words," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then love-devouring death do what he dare;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is enough I may but call her mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	These violent delights have violent ends" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in their triumph die, like fire and powder," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which as they kiss consume: the sweetest honey" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is loathsome in his own deliciousness" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the taste confounds the appetite:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore love moderately; long love doth so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JULIET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes the lady: O, so light a foot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will ne'er wear out the everlasting flint:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A lover may bestride the gossamer" & @CRLF & _
                "	That idles in the wanton summer air," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet not fall; so light is vanity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Good even to my ghostly confessor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Romeo shall thank thee, daughter, for us both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	As much to him, else is his thanks too much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Ah, Juliet, if the measure of thy joy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be heap'd like mine and that thy skill be more" & @CRLF & _
                "	To blazon it, then sweeten with thy breath" & @CRLF & _
                "	This neighbour air, and let rich music's tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unfold the imagined happiness that both" & @CRLF & _
                "	Receive in either by this dear encounter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Conceit, more rich in matter than in words," & @CRLF & _
                "	Brags of his substance, not of ornament:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are but beggars that can count their worth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But my true love is grown to such excess" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot sum up sum of half my wealth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Come, come with me, and we will make short work;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, by your leaves, you shall not stay alone" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till holy church incorporate two in one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A public place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MERCUTIO, BENVOLIO, Page, and Servants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	I pray thee, good Mercutio, let's retire:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The day is hot, the Capulets abroad," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, if we meet, we shall not scape a brawl;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Thou art like one of those fellows that when he" & @CRLF & _
                "	enters the confines of a tavern claps me his sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	upon the table and says 'God send me no need of" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee!' and by the operation of the second cup draws" & @CRLF & _
                "	it on the drawer, when indeed there is no need." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Am I like such a fellow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Come, come, thou art as hot a Jack in thy mood as" & @CRLF & _
                "	any in Italy, and as soon moved to be moody, and as" & @CRLF & _
                "	soon moody to be moved." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	And what to?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Nay, an there were two such, we should have none" & @CRLF & _
                "	shortly, for one would kill the other. Thou! why," & @CRLF & _
                "	thou wilt quarrel with a man that hath a hair more," & @CRLF & _
                "	or a hair less, in his beard, than thou hast: thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	wilt quarrel with a man for cracking nuts, having no" & @CRLF & _
                "	other reason but because thou hast hazel eyes: what" & @CRLF & _
                "	eye but such an eye would spy out such a quarrel?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy head is as fun of quarrels as an egg is full of" & @CRLF & _
                "	meat, and yet thy head hath been beaten as addle as" & @CRLF & _
                "	an egg for quarrelling: thou hast quarrelled with a" & @CRLF & _
                "	man for coughing in the street, because he hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	wakened thy dog that hath lain asleep in the sun:" & @CRLF & _
                "	didst thou not fall out with a tailor for wearing" & @CRLF & _
                "	his new doublet before Easter? with another, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	tying his new shoes with old riband? and yet thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	wilt tutor me from quarrelling!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	An I were so apt to quarrel as thou art, any man" & @CRLF & _
                "	should buy the fee-simple of my life for an hour and a quarter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	The fee-simple! O simple!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	By my head, here come the Capulets." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	By my heel, I care not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TYBALT and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYBALT	Follow me close, for I will speak to them." & @CRLF & _
                "	Gentlemen, good den: a word with one of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	And but one word with one of us? couple it with" & @CRLF & _
                "	something; make it a word and a blow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYBALT	You shall find me apt enough to that, sir, an you" & @CRLF & _
                "	will give me occasion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Could you not take some occasion without giving?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYBALT	Mercutio, thou consort'st with Romeo,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Consort! what, dost thou make us minstrels? an" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou make minstrels of us, look to hear nothing but" & @CRLF & _
                "	discords: here's my fiddlestick; here's that shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	make you dance. 'Zounds, consort!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	We talk here in the public haunt of men:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either withdraw unto some private place," & @CRLF & _
                "	And reason coldly of your grievances," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else depart; here all eyes gaze on us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Men's eyes were made to look, and let them gaze;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not budge for no man's pleasure, I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROMEO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYBALT	Well, peace be with you, sir: here comes my man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	But I'll be hanged, sir, if he wear your livery:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Marry, go before to field, he'll be your follower;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your worship in that sense may call him 'man.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYBALT	Romeo, the hate I bear thee can afford" & @CRLF & _
                "	No better term than this,--thou art a villain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Tybalt, the reason that I have to love thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth much excuse the appertaining rage" & @CRLF & _
                "	To such a greeting: villain am I none;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore farewell; I see thou know'st me not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYBALT	Boy, this shall not excuse the injuries" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou hast done me; therefore turn and draw." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	I do protest, I never injured thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	But love thee better than thou canst devise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till thou shalt know the reason of my love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so, good Capulet,--which name I tender" & @CRLF & _
                "	As dearly as my own,--be satisfied." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	O calm, dishonourable, vile submission!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alla stoccata carries it away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Draws]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tybalt, you rat-catcher, will you walk?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYBALT	What wouldst thou have with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Good king of cats, nothing but one of your nine" & @CRLF & _
                "	lives; that I mean to make bold withal, and as you" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall use me hereafter, drybeat the rest of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	eight. Will you pluck your sword out of his pitcher" & @CRLF & _
                "	by the ears? make haste, lest mine be about your" & @CRLF & _
                "	ears ere it be out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYBALT	I am for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drawing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Gentle Mercutio, put thy rapier up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Come, sir, your passado." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They fight]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Draw, Benvolio; beat down their weapons." & @CRLF & _
                "	Gentlemen, for shame, forbear this outrage!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tybalt, Mercutio, the prince expressly hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forbidden bandying in Verona streets:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold, Tybalt! good Mercutio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[TYBALT under ROMEO's arm stabs MERCUTIO, and flies" & @CRLF & _
                "	with his followers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	I am hurt." & @CRLF & _
                "	A plague o' both your houses! I am sped." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is he gone, and hath nothing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	What, art thou hurt?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Ay, ay, a scratch, a scratch; marry, 'tis enough." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is my page? Go, villain, fetch a surgeon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Page]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Courage, man; the hurt cannot be much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	No, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a" & @CRLF & _
                "	church-door; but 'tis enough,'twill serve: ask for" & @CRLF & _
                "	me to-morrow, and you shall find me a grave man. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	am peppered, I warrant, for this world. A plague o'" & @CRLF & _
                "	both your houses! 'Zounds, a dog, a rat, a mouse, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	cat, to scratch a man to death! a braggart, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	rogue, a villain, that fights by the book of" & @CRLF & _
                "	arithmetic! Why the devil came you between us? I" & @CRLF & _
                "	was hurt under your arm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	I thought all for the best." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MERCUTIO	Help me into some house, Benvolio," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I shall faint. A plague o' both your houses!" & @CRLF & _
                "	They have made worms' meat of me: I have it," & @CRLF & _
                "	And soundly too: your houses!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt MERCUTIO and BENVOLIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	This gentleman, the prince's near ally," & @CRLF & _
                "	My very friend, hath got his mortal hurt" & @CRLF & _
                "	In my behalf; my reputation stain'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With Tybalt's slander,--Tybalt, that an hour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath been my kinsman! O sweet Juliet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy beauty hath made me effeminate" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in my temper soften'd valour's steel!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BENVOLIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	O Romeo, Romeo, brave Mercutio's dead!" & @CRLF & _
                "	That gallant spirit hath aspired the clouds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which too untimely here did scorn the earth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	This day's black fate on more days doth depend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This but begins the woe, others must end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Here comes the furious Tybalt back again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Alive, in triumph! and Mercutio slain!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Away to heaven, respective lenity," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fire-eyed fury be my conduct now!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter TYBALT]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, Tybalt, take the villain back again," & @CRLF & _
                "	That late thou gavest me; for Mercutio's soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is but a little way above our heads," & @CRLF & _
                "	Staying for thine to keep him company:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either thou, or I, or both, must go with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TYBALT	Thou, wretched boy, that didst consort him here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shalt with him hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	This shall determine that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They fight; TYBALT falls]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Romeo, away, be gone!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The citizens are up, and Tybalt slain." & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand not amazed: the prince will doom thee death," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou art taken: hence, be gone, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	O, I am fortune's fool!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Why dost thou stay?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit ROMEO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Citizens, &c]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Which way ran he that kill'd Mercutio?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tybalt, that murderer, which way ran he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	There lies that Tybalt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Citizen	Up, sir, go with me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I charge thee in the princes name, obey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Prince, attended; MONTAGUE, CAPULET, their" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wives, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE	Where are the vile beginners of this fray?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	O noble prince, I can discover all" & @CRLF & _
                "	The unlucky manage of this fatal brawl:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There lies the man, slain by young Romeo," & @CRLF & _
                "	That slew thy kinsman, brave Mercutio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	Tybalt, my cousin! O my brother's child!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O prince! O cousin! husband! O, the blood is spilt" & @CRLF & _
                "	O my dear kinsman! Prince, as thou art true," & @CRLF & _
                "	For blood of ours, shed blood of Montague." & @CRLF & _
                "	O cousin, cousin!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE	Benvolio, who began this bloody fray?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BENVOLIO	Tybalt, here slain, whom Romeo's hand did slay;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Romeo that spoke him fair, bade him bethink" & @CRLF & _
                "	How nice the quarrel was, and urged withal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your high displeasure: all this uttered" & @CRLF & _
                "	With gentle breath, calm look, knees humbly bow'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Could not take truce with the unruly spleen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Tybalt deaf to peace, but that he tilts" & @CRLF & _
                "	With piercing steel at bold Mercutio's breast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who all as hot, turns deadly point to point," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, with a martial scorn, with one hand beats" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cold death aside, and with the other sends" & @CRLF & _
                "	It back to Tybalt, whose dexterity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Retorts it: Romeo he cries aloud," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Hold, friends! friends, part!' and, swifter than" & @CRLF & _
                "	his tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	His agile arm beats down their fatal points," & @CRLF & _
                "	And 'twixt them rushes; underneath whose arm" & @CRLF & _
                "	An envious thrust from Tybalt hit the life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of stout Mercutio, and then Tybalt fled;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But by and by comes back to Romeo," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who had but newly entertain'd revenge," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to 't they go like lightning, for, ere I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could draw to part them, was stout Tybalt slain." & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as he fell, did Romeo turn and fly." & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the truth, or let Benvolio die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	He is a kinsman to the Montague;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Affection makes him false; he speaks not true:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some twenty of them fought in this black strife," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all those twenty could but kill one life." & @CRLF & _
                "	I beg for justice, which thou, prince, must give;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Romeo slew Tybalt, Romeo must not live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE	Romeo slew him, he slew Mercutio;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who now the price of his dear blood doth owe?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	Not Romeo, prince, he was Mercutio's friend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His fault concludes but what the law should end," & @CRLF & _
                "	The life of Tybalt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE	And for that offence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Immediately we do exile him hence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have an interest in your hate's proceeding," & @CRLF & _
                "	My blood for your rude brawls doth lie a-bleeding;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I'll amerce you with so strong a fine" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you shall all repent the loss of mine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will be deaf to pleading and excuses;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor tears nor prayers shall purchase out abuses:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore use none: let Romeo hence in haste," & @CRLF & _
                "	Else, when he's found, that hour is his last." & @CRLF & _
                "	Bear hence this body and attend our will:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Capulet's orchard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JULIET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Gallop apace, you fiery-footed steeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Towards Phoebus' lodging: such a wagoner" & @CRLF & _
                "	As Phaethon would whip you to the west," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring in cloudy night immediately." & @CRLF & _
                "	Spread thy close curtain, love-performing night," & @CRLF & _
                "	That runaway's eyes may wink and Romeo" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leap to these arms, untalk'd of and unseen." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lovers can see to do their amorous rites" & @CRLF & _
                "	By their own beauties; or, if love be blind," & @CRLF & _
                "	It best agrees with night. Come, civil night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou sober-suited matron, all in black," & @CRLF & _
                "	And learn me how to lose a winning match," & @CRLF & _
                "	Play'd for a pair of stainless maidenhoods:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hood my unmann'd blood, bating in my cheeks," & @CRLF & _
                "	With thy black mantle; till strange love, grown bold," & @CRLF & _
                "	Think true love acted simple modesty." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, night; come, Romeo; come, thou day in night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thou wilt lie upon the wings of night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiter than new snow on a raven's back." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, gentle night, come, loving, black-brow'd night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me my Romeo; and, when he shall die," & @CRLF & _
                "	Take him and cut him out in little stars," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he will make the face of heaven so fine" & @CRLF & _
                "	That all the world will be in love with night" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pay no worship to the garish sun." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, I have bought the mansion of a love," & @CRLF & _
                "	But not possess'd it, and, though I am sold," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not yet enjoy'd: so tedious is this day" & @CRLF & _
                "	As is the night before some festival" & @CRLF & _
                "	To an impatient child that hath new robes" & @CRLF & _
                "	And may not wear them. O, here comes my nurse," & @CRLF & _
                "	And she brings news; and every tongue that speaks" & @CRLF & _
                "	But Romeo's name speaks heavenly eloquence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Nurse, with cords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, nurse, what news? What hast thou there? the cords" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Romeo bid thee fetch?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Ay, ay, the cords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Throws them down]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Ay me! what news? why dost thou wring thy hands?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Ah, well-a-day! he's dead, he's dead, he's dead!" & @CRLF & _
                "	We are undone, lady, we are undone!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alack the day! he's gone, he's kill'd, he's dead!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Can heaven be so envious?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Romeo can," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though heaven cannot: O Romeo, Romeo!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who ever would have thought it? Romeo!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	What devil art thou, that dost torment me thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "	This torture should be roar'd in dismal hell." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath Romeo slain himself? say thou but 'I,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that bare vowel 'I' shall poison more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than the death-darting eye of cockatrice:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not I, if there be such an I;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or those eyes shut, that make thee answer 'I.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	If he be slain, say 'I'; or if not, no:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brief sounds determine of my weal or woe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	I saw the wound, I saw it with mine eyes,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	God save the mark!--here on his manly breast:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A piteous corse, a bloody piteous corse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pale, pale as ashes, all bedaub'd in blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	All in gore-blood; I swounded at the sight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	O, break, my heart! poor bankrupt, break at once!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To prison, eyes, ne'er look on liberty!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Vile earth, to earth resign; end motion here;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou and Romeo press one heavy bier!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	O Tybalt, Tybalt, the best friend I had!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O courteous Tybalt! honest gentleman!" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever I should live to see thee dead!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	What storm is this that blows so contrary?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is Romeo slaughter'd, and is Tybalt dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "	My dear-loved cousin, and my dearer lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, dreadful trumpet, sound the general doom!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For who is living, if those two are gone?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Tybalt is gone, and Romeo banished;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Romeo that kill'd him, he is banished." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	O God! did Romeo's hand shed Tybalt's blood?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	It did, it did; alas the day, it did!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	O serpent heart, hid with a flowering face!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beautiful tyrant! fiend angelical!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dove-feather'd raven! wolvish-ravening lamb!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Despised substance of divinest show!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Just opposite to what thou justly seem'st," & @CRLF & _
                "	A damned saint, an honourable villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O nature, what hadst thou to do in hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou didst bower the spirit of a fiend" & @CRLF & _
                "	In moral paradise of such sweet flesh?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was ever book containing such vile matter" & @CRLF & _
                "	So fairly bound? O that deceit should dwell" & @CRLF & _
                "	In such a gorgeous palace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	There's no trust," & @CRLF & _
                "	No faith, no honesty in men; all perjured," & @CRLF & _
                "	All forsworn, all naught, all dissemblers." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, where's my man? give me some aqua vitae:" & @CRLF & _
                "	These griefs, these woes, these sorrows make me old." & @CRLF & _
                "	Shame come to Romeo!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Blister'd be thy tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	For such a wish! he was not born to shame:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon his brow shame is ashamed to sit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'tis a throne where honour may be crown'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sole monarch of the universal earth." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, what a beast was I to chide at him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Will you speak well of him that kill'd your cousin?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Shall I speak ill of him that is my husband?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, poor my lord, what tongue shall smooth thy name," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I, thy three-hours wife, have mangled it?" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, wherefore, villain, didst thou kill my cousin?" & @CRLF & _
                "	That villain cousin would have kill'd my husband:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your tributary drops belong to woe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which you, mistaking, offer up to joy." & @CRLF & _
                "	My husband lives, that Tybalt would have slain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Tybalt's dead, that would have slain my husband:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All this is comfort; wherefore weep I then?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some word there was, worser than Tybalt's death," & @CRLF & _
                "	That murder'd me: I would forget it fain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, O, it presses to my memory," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like damned guilty deeds to sinners' minds:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tybalt is dead, and Romeo--banished;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	That 'banished,' that one word 'banished,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath slain ten thousand Tybalts. Tybalt's death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was woe enough, if it had ended there:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, if sour woe delights in fellowship" & @CRLF & _
                "	And needly will be rank'd with other griefs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why follow'd not, when she said 'Tybalt's dead,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy father, or thy mother, nay, or both," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which modern lamentations might have moved?" & @CRLF & _
                "	But with a rear-ward following Tybalt's death," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Romeo is banished,' to speak that word," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is father, mother, Tybalt, Romeo, Juliet," & @CRLF & _
                "	All slain, all dead. 'Romeo is banished!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no end, no limit, measure, bound," & @CRLF & _
                "	In that word's death; no words can that woe sound." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is my father, and my mother, nurse?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Weeping and wailing over Tybalt's corse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you go to them? I will bring you thither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Wash they his wounds with tears: mine shall be spent," & @CRLF & _
                "	When theirs are dry, for Romeo's banishment." & @CRLF & _
                "	Take up those cords: poor ropes, you are beguiled," & @CRLF & _
                "	Both you and I; for Romeo is exiled:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He made you for a highway to my bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I, a maid, die maiden-widowed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, cords, come, nurse; I'll to my wedding-bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And death, not Romeo, take my maidenhead!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Hie to your chamber: I'll find Romeo" & @CRLF & _
                "	To comfort you: I wot well where he is." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark ye, your Romeo will be here at night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll to him; he is hid at Laurence' cell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	O, find him! give this ring to my true knight," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid him come to take his last farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Friar Laurence's cell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FRIAR LAURENCE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Romeo, come forth; come forth, thou fearful man:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Affliction is enamour'd of thy parts," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou art wedded to calamity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROMEO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Father, what news? what is the prince's doom?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What sorrow craves acquaintance at my hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I yet know not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Too familiar" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is my dear son with such sour company:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I bring thee tidings of the prince's doom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	What less than dooms-day is the prince's doom?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	A gentler judgment vanish'd from his lips," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not body's death, but body's banishment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Ha, banishment! be merciful, say 'death;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	For exile hath more terror in his look," & @CRLF & _
                "	Much more than death: do not say 'banishment.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Hence from Verona art thou banished:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be patient, for the world is broad and wide." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	There is no world without Verona walls," & @CRLF & _
                "	But purgatory, torture, hell itself." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hence-banished is banish'd from the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	And world's exile is death: then banished," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is death mis-term'd: calling death banishment," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou cutt'st my head off with a golden axe," & @CRLF & _
                "	And smilest upon the stroke that murders me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	O deadly sin! O rude unthankfulness!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy fault our law calls death; but the kind prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	Taking thy part, hath rush'd aside the law," & @CRLF & _
                "	And turn'd that black word death to banishment:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is dear mercy, and thou seest it not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	'Tis torture, and not mercy: heaven is here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where Juliet lives; and every cat and dog" & @CRLF & _
                "	And little mouse, every unworthy thing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Live here in heaven and may look on her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But Romeo may not: more validity," & @CRLF & _
                "	More honourable state, more courtship lives" & @CRLF & _
                "	In carrion-flies than Romeo: they my seize" & @CRLF & _
                "	On the white wonder of dear Juliet's hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	And steal immortal blessing from her lips," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who even in pure and vestal modesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Still blush, as thinking their own kisses sin;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But Romeo may not; he is banished:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Flies may do this, but I from this must fly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are free men, but I am banished." & @CRLF & _
                "	And say'st thou yet that exile is not death?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hadst thou no poison mix'd, no sharp-ground knife," & @CRLF & _
                "	No sudden mean of death, though ne'er so mean," & @CRLF & _
                "	But 'banished' to kill me?--'banished'?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O friar, the damned use that word in hell;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Howlings attend it: how hast thou the heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being a divine, a ghostly confessor," & @CRLF & _
                "	A sin-absolver, and my friend profess'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	To mangle me with that word 'banished'?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Thou fond mad man, hear me but speak a word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	O, thou wilt speak again of banishment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	I'll give thee armour to keep off that word:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy," & @CRLF & _
                "	To comfort thee, though thou art banished." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Yet 'banished'? Hang up philosophy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless philosophy can make a Juliet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Displant a town, reverse a prince's doom," & @CRLF & _
                "	It helps not, it prevails not: talk no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	O, then I see that madmen have no ears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	How should they, when that wise men have no eyes?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Let me dispute with thee of thy estate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Thou canst not speak of that thou dost not feel:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wert thou as young as I, Juliet thy love," & @CRLF & _
                "	An hour but married, Tybalt murdered," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doting like me and like me banished," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then mightst thou speak, then mightst thou tear thy hair," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fall upon the ground, as I do now," & @CRLF & _
                "	Taking the measure of an unmade grave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocking within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Arise; one knocks; good Romeo, hide thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Not I; unless the breath of heartsick groans," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mist-like, infold me from the search of eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocking]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Hark, how they knock! Who's there? Romeo, arise;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wilt be taken. Stay awhile! Stand up;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocking]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Run to my study. By and by! God's will," & @CRLF & _
                "	What simpleness is this! I come, I come!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocking]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who knocks so hard? whence come you? what's your will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	[Within]  Let me come in, and you shall know" & @CRLF & _
                "	my errand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I come from Lady Juliet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Welcome, then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Nurse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	O holy friar, O, tell me, holy friar," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is my lady's lord, where's Romeo?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	There on the ground, with his own tears made drunk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	O, he is even in my mistress' case," & @CRLF & _
                "	Just in her case! O woful sympathy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Piteous predicament! Even so lies she," & @CRLF & _
                "	Blubbering and weeping, weeping and blubbering." & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand up, stand up; stand, and you be a man:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Juliet's sake, for her sake, rise and stand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why should you fall into so deep an O?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Nurse!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Ah sir! ah sir! Well, death's the end of all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Spakest thou of Juliet? how is it with her?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth she not think me an old murderer," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now I have stain'd the childhood of our joy" & @CRLF & _
                "	With blood removed but little from her own?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is she? and how doth she? and what says" & @CRLF & _
                "	My conceal'd lady to our cancell'd love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	O, she says nothing, sir, but weeps and weeps;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now falls on her bed; and then starts up," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Tybalt calls; and then on Romeo cries," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then down falls again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	As if that name," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shot from the deadly level of a gun," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did murder her; as that name's cursed hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Murder'd her kinsman. O, tell me, friar, tell me," & @CRLF & _
                "	In what vile part of this anatomy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth my name lodge? tell me, that I may sack" & @CRLF & _
                "	The hateful mansion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drawing his sword]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Hold thy desperate hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Art thou a man? thy form cries out thou art:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy tears are womanish; thy wild acts denote" & @CRLF & _
                "	The unreasonable fury of a beast:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unseemly woman in a seeming man!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or ill-beseeming beast in seeming both!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast amazed me: by my holy order," & @CRLF & _
                "	I thought thy disposition better temper'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast thou slain Tybalt? wilt thou slay thyself?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And stay thy lady too that lives in thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	By doing damned hate upon thyself?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why rail'st thou on thy birth, the heaven, and earth?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since birth, and heaven, and earth, all three do meet" & @CRLF & _
                "	In thee at once; which thou at once wouldst lose." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fie, fie, thou shamest thy shape, thy love, thy wit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, like a usurer, abound'st in all," & @CRLF & _
                "	And usest none in that true use indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which should bedeck thy shape, thy love, thy wit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy noble shape is but a form of wax," & @CRLF & _
                "	Digressing from the valour of a man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy dear love sworn but hollow perjury," & @CRLF & _
                "	Killing that love which thou hast vow'd to cherish;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy wit, that ornament to shape and love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Misshapen in the conduct of them both," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like powder in a skitless soldier's flask," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is set afire by thine own ignorance," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou dismember'd with thine own defence." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, rouse thee, man! thy Juliet is alive," & @CRLF & _
                "	For whose dear sake thou wast but lately dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There art thou happy: Tybalt would kill thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	But thou slew'st Tybalt; there are thou happy too:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The law that threaten'd death becomes thy friend" & @CRLF & _
                "	And turns it to exile; there art thou happy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A pack of blessings lights up upon thy back;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Happiness courts thee in her best array;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, like a misbehaved and sullen wench," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou pout'st upon thy fortune and thy love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take heed, take heed, for such die miserable." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, get thee to thy love, as was decreed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ascend her chamber, hence and comfort her:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But look thou stay not till the watch be set," & @CRLF & _
                "	For then thou canst not pass to Mantua;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where thou shalt live, till we can find a time" & @CRLF & _
                "	To blaze your marriage, reconcile your friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Beg pardon of the prince, and call thee back" & @CRLF & _
                "	With twenty hundred thousand times more joy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than thou went'st forth in lamentation." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go before, nurse: commend me to thy lady;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid her hasten all the house to bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which heavy sorrow makes them apt unto:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Romeo is coming." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	O Lord, I could have stay'd here all the night" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear good counsel: O, what learning is!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord, I'll tell my lady you will come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Do so, and bid my sweet prepare to chide." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Here, sir, a ring she bid me give you, sir:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hie you, make haste, for it grows very late." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	How well my comfort is revived by this!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Go hence; good night; and here stands all your state:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either be gone before the watch be set," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or by the break of day disguised from hence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sojourn in Mantua; I'll find out your man," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he shall signify from time to time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Every good hap to you that chances here:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me thy hand; 'tis late: farewell; good night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	But that a joy past joy calls out on me," & @CRLF & _
                "	It were a grief, so brief to part with thee: Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	A room in Capulet's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, and PARIS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Things have fall'n out, sir, so unluckily," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we have had no time to move our daughter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look you, she loved her kinsman Tybalt dearly," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so did I:--Well, we were born to die." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis very late, she'll not come down to-night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I promise you, but for your company," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would have been a-bed an hour ago." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	These times of woe afford no time to woo." & @CRLF & _
                "	Madam, good night: commend me to your daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	I will, and know her mind early to-morrow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-night she is mew'd up to her heaviness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Sir Paris, I will make a desperate tender" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my child's love: I think she will be ruled" & @CRLF & _
                "	In all respects by me; nay, more, I doubt it not." & @CRLF & _
                "	Wife, go you to her ere you go to bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Acquaint her here of my son Paris' love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid her, mark you me, on Wednesday next--" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, soft! what day is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	Monday, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Monday! ha, ha! Well, Wednesday is too soon," & @CRLF & _
                "	O' Thursday let it be: o' Thursday, tell her," & @CRLF & _
                "	She shall be married to this noble earl." & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you be ready? do you like this haste?" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll keep no great ado,--a friend or two;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, hark you, Tybalt being slain so late," & @CRLF & _
                "	It may be thought we held him carelessly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being our kinsman, if we revel much:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore we'll have some half a dozen friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	And there an end. But what say you to Thursday?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	My lord, I would that Thursday were to-morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Well get you gone: o' Thursday be it, then." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go you to Juliet ere you go to bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Prepare her, wife, against this wedding-day." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, my lord. Light to my chamber, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Afore me! it is so very very late," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we may call it early by and by." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Capulet's orchard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROMEO and JULIET above, at the window]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Wilt thou be gone? it is not yet near day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It was the nightingale, and not the lark," & @CRLF & _
                "	That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate-tree:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Believe me, love, it was the nightingale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	It was the lark, the herald of the morn," & @CRLF & _
                "	No nightingale: look, love, what envious streaks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops." & @CRLF & _
                "	I must be gone and live, or stay and die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Yon light is not day-light, I know it, I:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is some meteor that the sun exhales," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be to thee this night a torch-bearer," & @CRLF & _
                "	And light thee on thy way to Mantua:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore stay yet; thou need'st not to be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Let me be ta'en, let me be put to death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am content, so thou wilt have it so." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll say yon grey is not the morning's eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis but the pale reflex of Cynthia's brow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor that is not the lark, whose notes do beat" & @CRLF & _
                "	The vaulty heaven so high above our heads:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have more care to stay than will to go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, death, and welcome! Juliet wills it so." & @CRLF & _
                "	How is't, my soul? let's talk; it is not day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	It is, it is: hie hence, be gone, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is the lark that sings so out of tune," & @CRLF & _
                "	Straining harsh discords and unpleasing sharps." & @CRLF & _
                "	Some say the lark makes sweet division;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This doth not so, for she divideth us:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some say the lark and loathed toad change eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	O, now I would they had changed voices too!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since arm from arm that voice doth us affray," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hunting thee hence with hunt's-up to the day," & @CRLF & _
                "	O, now be gone; more light and light it grows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	More light and light; more dark and dark our woes!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Nurse, to the chamber]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Madam!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Nurse?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Your lady mother is coming to your chamber:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The day is broke; be wary, look about." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Then, window, let day in, and let life out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Farewell, farewell! one kiss, and I'll descend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He goeth down]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Art thou gone so? love, lord, ay, husband, friend!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must hear from thee every day in the hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	For in a minute there are many days:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, by this count I shall be much in years" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere I again behold my Romeo!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Farewell!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will omit no opportunity" & @CRLF & _
                "	That may convey my greetings, love, to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	O think'st thou we shall ever meet again?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	I doubt it not; and all these woes shall serve" & @CRLF & _
                "	For sweet discourses in our time to come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	O God, I have an ill-divining soul!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks I see thee, now thou art below," & @CRLF & _
                "	As one dead in the bottom of a tomb:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either my eyesight fails, or thou look'st pale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	And trust me, love, in my eye so do you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dry sorrow drinks our blood. Adieu, adieu!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	O fortune, fortune! all men call thee fickle:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou art fickle, what dost thou with him." & @CRLF & _
                "	That is renown'd for faith? Be fickle, fortune;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For then, I hope, thou wilt not keep him long," & @CRLF & _
                "	But send him back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	[Within]         Ho, daughter! are you up?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Who is't that calls? is it my lady mother?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is she not down so late, or up so early?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What unaccustom'd cause procures her hither?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LADY CAPULET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	Why, how now, Juliet!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Madam, I am not well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	Evermore weeping for your cousin's death?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears?" & @CRLF & _
                "	An if thou couldst, thou couldst not make him live;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, have done: some grief shows much of love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But much of grief shows still some want of wit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Yet let me weep for such a feeling loss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	So shall you feel the loss, but not the friend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which you weep for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Feeling so the loss," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot choose but ever weep the friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death," & @CRLF & _
                "	As that the villain lives which slaughter'd him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	What villain madam?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	That same villain, Romeo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	[Aside]  Villain and he be many miles asunder.--" & @CRLF & _
                "	God Pardon him! I do, with all my heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet no man like he doth grieve my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	That is, because the traitor murderer lives." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Ay, madam, from the reach of these my hands:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would none but I might venge my cousin's death!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	We will have vengeance for it, fear thou not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then weep no more. I'll send to one in Mantua," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where that same banish'd runagate doth live," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall give him such an unaccustom'd dram," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he shall soon keep Tybalt company:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then, I hope, thou wilt be satisfied." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Indeed, I never shall be satisfied" & @CRLF & _
                "	With Romeo, till I behold him--dead--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is my poor heart for a kinsman vex'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Madam, if you could find out but a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bear a poison, I would temper it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Romeo should, upon receipt thereof," & @CRLF & _
                "	Soon sleep in quiet. O, how my heart abhors" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear him named, and cannot come to him." & @CRLF & _
                "	To wreak the love I bore my cousin" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon his body that slaughter'd him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	Find thou the means, and I'll find such a man." & @CRLF & _
                "	But now I'll tell thee joyful tidings, girl." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	And joy comes well in such a needy time:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What are they, I beseech your ladyship?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	Well, well, thou hast a careful father, child;" & @CRLF & _
                "	One who, to put thee from thy heaviness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath sorted out a sudden day of joy," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou expect'st not nor I look'd not for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Madam, in happy time, what day is that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	Marry, my child, early next Thursday morn," & @CRLF & _
                "	The gallant, young and noble gentleman," & @CRLF & _
                "	The County Paris, at Saint Peter's Church," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall happily make thee there a joyful bride." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Now, by Saint Peter's Church and Peter too," & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall not make me there a joyful bride." & @CRLF & _
                "	I wonder at this haste; that I must wed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere he, that should be husband, comes to woo." & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you, tell my lord and father, madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not marry yet; and, when I do, I swear," & @CRLF & _
                "	It shall be Romeo, whom you know I hate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rather than Paris. These are news indeed!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	Here comes your father; tell him so yourself," & @CRLF & _
                "	And see how he will take it at your hands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CAPULET and Nurse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	When the sun sets, the air doth drizzle dew;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But for the sunset of my brother's son" & @CRLF & _
                "	It rains downright." & @CRLF & _
                "	How now! a conduit, girl? what, still in tears?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Evermore showering? In one little body" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou counterfeit'st a bark, a sea, a wind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For still thy eyes, which I may call the sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do ebb and flow with tears; the bark thy body is," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sailing in this salt flood; the winds, thy sighs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, raging with thy tears, and they with them," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without a sudden calm, will overset" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy tempest-tossed body. How now, wife!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have you deliver'd to her our decree?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	Ay, sir; but she will none, she gives you thanks." & @CRLF & _
                "	I would the fool were married to her grave!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Soft! take me with you, take me with you, wife." & @CRLF & _
                "	How! will she none? doth she not give us thanks?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is she not proud? doth she not count her blest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unworthy as she is, that we have wrought" & @CRLF & _
                "	So worthy a gentleman to be her bridegroom?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Not proud, you have; but thankful, that you have:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proud can I never be of what I hate;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But thankful even for hate, that is meant love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	How now, how now, chop-logic! What is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Proud,' and 'I thank you,' and 'I thank you not;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet 'not proud,' mistress minion, you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thank me no thankings, nor, proud me no prouds," & @CRLF & _
                "	But fettle your fine joints 'gainst Thursday next," & @CRLF & _
                "	To go with Paris to Saint Peter's Church," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I will drag thee on a hurdle thither." & @CRLF & _
                "	Out, you green-sickness carrion! out, you baggage!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You tallow-face!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	                  Fie, fie! what, are you mad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Good father, I beseech you on my knees," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear me with patience but to speak a word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Hang thee, young baggage! disobedient wretch!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I tell thee what: get thee to church o' Thursday," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or never after look me in the face:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak not, reply not, do not answer me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My fingers itch. Wife, we scarce thought us blest" & @CRLF & _
                "	That God had lent us but this only child;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But now I see this one is one too much," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that we have a curse in having her:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out on her, hilding!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	God in heaven bless her!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are to blame, my lord, to rate her so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	And why, my lady wisdom? hold your tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Good prudence; smatter with your gossips, go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	I speak no treason." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	O, God ye god-den." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	May not one speak?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	                  Peace, you mumbling fool!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Utter your gravity o'er a gossip's bowl;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For here we need it not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	You are too hot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	God's bread! it makes me mad:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Day, night, hour, tide, time, work, play," & @CRLF & _
                "	Alone, in company, still my care hath been" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have her match'd: and having now provided" & @CRLF & _
                "	A gentleman of noble parentage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of fair demesnes, youthful, and nobly train'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stuff'd, as they say, with honourable parts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Proportion'd as one's thought would wish a man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then to have a wretched puling fool," & @CRLF & _
                "	A whining mammet, in her fortune's tender," & @CRLF & _
                "	To answer 'I'll not wed; I cannot love," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am too young; I pray you, pardon me.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, as you will not wed, I'll pardon you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Graze where you will you shall not house with me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look to't, think on't, I do not use to jest." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thursday is near; lay hand on heart, advise:" & @CRLF & _
                "	An you be mine, I'll give you to my friend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you be not, hang, beg, starve, die in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the streets," & @CRLF & _
                "	For, by my soul, I'll ne'er acknowledge thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor what is mine shall never do thee good:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Trust to't, bethink you; I'll not be forsworn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Is there no pity sitting in the clouds," & @CRLF & _
                "	That sees into the bottom of my grief?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, sweet my mother, cast me not away!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Delay this marriage for a month, a week;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, if you do not, make the bridal bed" & @CRLF & _
                "	In that dim monument where Tybalt lies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	Talk not to me, for I'll not speak a word:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do as thou wilt, for I have done with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	O God!--O nurse, how shall this be prevented?" & @CRLF & _
                "	My husband is on earth, my faith in heaven;" & @CRLF & _
                "	How shall that faith return again to earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless that husband send it me from heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	By leaving earth? comfort me, counsel me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Alack, alack, that heaven should practise stratagems" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon so soft a subject as myself!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What say'st thou? hast thou not a word of joy?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some comfort, nurse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Faith, here it is." & @CRLF & _
                "	Romeo is banish'd; and all the world to nothing," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he dares ne'er come back to challenge you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, if he do, it needs must be by stealth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, since the case so stands as now it doth," & @CRLF & _
                "	I think it best you married with the county." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, he's a lovely gentleman!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Romeo's a dishclout to him: an eagle, madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath not so green, so quick, so fair an eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	As Paris hath. Beshrew my very heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	I think you are happy in this second match," & @CRLF & _
                "	For it excels your first: or if it did not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your first is dead; or 'twere as good he were," & @CRLF & _
                "	As living here and you no use of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Speakest thou from thy heart?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	And from my soul too;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else beshrew them both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Amen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	What?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Well, thou hast comforted me marvellous much." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go in: and tell my lady I am gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Having displeased my father, to Laurence' cell," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make confession and to be absolved." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Marry, I will; and this is wisely done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Ancient damnation! O most wicked fiend!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is it more sin to wish me thus forsworn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or to dispraise my lord with that same tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which she hath praised him with above compare" & @CRLF & _
                "	So many thousand times? Go, counsellor;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou and my bosom henceforth shall be twain." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll to the friar, to know his remedy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If all else fail, myself have power to die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Friar Laurence's cell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FRIAR LAURENCE and PARIS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	On Thursday, sir? the time is very short." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	My father Capulet will have it so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I am nothing slow to slack his haste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	You say you do not know the lady's mind:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Uneven is the course, I like it not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	Immoderately she weeps for Tybalt's death," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore have I little talk'd of love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Venus smiles not in a house of tears." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, sir, her father counts it dangerous" & @CRLF & _
                "	That she doth give her sorrow so much sway," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in his wisdom hastes our marriage," & @CRLF & _
                "	To stop the inundation of her tears;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, too much minded by herself alone," & @CRLF & _
                "	May be put from her by society:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now do you know the reason of this haste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	[Aside]  I would I knew not why it should be slow'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, sir, here comes the lady towards my cell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JULIET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	Happily met, my lady and my wife!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	That may be, sir, when I may be a wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	That may be must be, love, on Thursday next." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	What must be shall be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	That's a certain text." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	Come you to make confession to this father?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	To answer that, I should confess to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	Do not deny to him that you love me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	I will confess to you that I love him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	So will ye, I am sure, that you love me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	If I do so, it will be of more price," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being spoke behind your back, than to your face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	Poor soul, thy face is much abused with tears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	The tears have got small victory by that;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For it was bad enough before their spite." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	Thou wrong'st it, more than tears, with that report." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	That is no slander, sir, which is a truth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what I spake, I spake it to my face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	Thy face is mine, and thou hast slander'd it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	It may be so, for it is not mine own." & @CRLF & _
                "	Are you at leisure, holy father, now;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or shall I come to you at evening mass?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	My leisure serves me, pensive daughter, now." & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord, we must entreat the time alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	God shield I should disturb devotion!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Juliet, on Thursday early will I rouse ye:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till then, adieu; and keep this holy kiss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	O shut the door! and when thou hast done so," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come weep with me; past hope, past cure, past help!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Ah, Juliet, I already know thy grief;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It strains me past the compass of my wits:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hear thou must, and nothing may prorogue it," & @CRLF & _
                "	On Thursday next be married to this county." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Tell me not, friar, that thou hear'st of this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless thou tell me how I may prevent it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If, in thy wisdom, thou canst give no help," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do thou but call my resolution wise," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with this knife I'll help it presently." & @CRLF & _
                "	God join'd my heart and Romeo's, thou our hands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ere this hand, by thee to Romeo seal'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be the label to another deed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or my true heart with treacherous revolt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn to another, this shall slay them both:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, out of thy long-experienced time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me some present counsel, or, behold," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twixt my extremes and me this bloody knife" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall play the umpire, arbitrating that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which the commission of thy years and art" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could to no issue of true honour bring." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not so long to speak; I long to die," & @CRLF & _
                "	If what thou speak'st speak not of remedy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Hold, daughter: I do spy a kind of hope," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which craves as desperate an execution." & @CRLF & _
                "	As that is desperate which we would prevent." & @CRLF & _
                "	If, rather than to marry County Paris," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast the strength of will to slay thyself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then is it likely thou wilt undertake" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thing like death to chide away this shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	That copest with death himself to scape from it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, if thou darest, I'll give thee remedy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	O, bid me leap, rather than marry Paris," & @CRLF & _
                "	From off the battlements of yonder tower;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or walk in thievish ways; or bid me lurk" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where serpents are; chain me with roaring bears;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or shut me nightly in a charnel-house," & @CRLF & _
                "	O'er-cover'd quite with dead men's rattling bones," & @CRLF & _
                "	With reeky shanks and yellow chapless skulls;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or bid me go into a new-made grave" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hide me with a dead man in his shroud;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Things that, to hear them told, have made me tremble;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will do it without fear or doubt," & @CRLF & _
                "	To live an unstain'd wife to my sweet love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Hold, then; go home, be merry, give consent" & @CRLF & _
                "	To marry Paris: Wednesday is to-morrow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow night look that thou lie alone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let not thy nurse lie with thee in thy chamber:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take thou this vial, being then in bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And this distilled liquor drink thou off;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When presently through all thy veins shall run" & @CRLF & _
                "	A cold and drowsy humour, for no pulse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall keep his native progress, but surcease:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No warmth, no breath, shall testify thou livest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade" & @CRLF & _
                "	To paly ashes, thy eyes' windows fall," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like death, when he shuts up the day of life;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Each part, deprived of supple government," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall, stiff and stark and cold, appear like death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in this borrow'd likeness of shrunk death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt continue two and forty hours," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then awake as from a pleasant sleep." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, when the bridegroom in the morning comes" & @CRLF & _
                "	To rouse thee from thy bed, there art thou dead:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, as the manner of our country is," & @CRLF & _
                "	In thy best robes uncover'd on the bier" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt be borne to that same ancient vault" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where all the kindred of the Capulets lie." & @CRLF & _
                "	In the mean time, against thou shalt awake," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall Romeo by my letters know our drift," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hither shall he come: and he and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will watch thy waking, and that very night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall Romeo bear thee hence to Mantua." & @CRLF & _
                "	And this shall free thee from this present shame;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If no inconstant toy, nor womanish fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Abate thy valour in the acting it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Give me, give me! O, tell not me of fear!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Hold; get you gone, be strong and prosperous" & @CRLF & _
                "	In this resolve: I'll send a friar with speed" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Mantua, with my letters to thy lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Love give me strength! and strength shall help afford." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, dear father!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Hall in Capulet's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CAPULET, LADY  CAPULET, Nurse, and two" & @CRLF & _
                "	Servingmen]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	So many guests invite as here are writ." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit First Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sirrah, go hire me twenty cunning cooks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servant	You shall have none ill, sir; for I'll try if they" & @CRLF & _
                "	can lick their fingers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	How canst thou try them so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servant	Marry, sir, 'tis an ill cook that cannot lick his" & @CRLF & _
                "	own fingers: therefore he that cannot lick his" & @CRLF & _
                "	fingers goes not with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Go, be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Second Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall be much unfurnished for this time." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, is my daughter gone to Friar Laurence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Ay, forsooth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Well, he may chance to do some good on her:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A peevish self-will'd harlotry it is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	See where she comes from shrift with merry look." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JULIET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	How now, my headstrong! where have you been gadding?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Where I have learn'd me to repent the sin" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of disobedient opposition" & @CRLF & _
                "	To you and your behests, and am enjoin'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	By holy Laurence to fall prostrate here," & @CRLF & _
                "	And beg your pardon: pardon, I beseech you!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Henceforward I am ever ruled by you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Send for the county; go tell him of this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll have this knot knit up to-morrow morning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	I met the youthful lord at Laurence' cell;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And gave him what becomed love I might," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not step o'er the bounds of modesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Why, I am glad on't; this is well: stand up:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is as't should be. Let me see the county;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, marry, go, I say, and fetch him hither." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, afore God! this reverend holy friar," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our whole city is much bound to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Nurse, will you go with me into my closet," & @CRLF & _
                "	To help me sort such needful ornaments" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you think fit to furnish me to-morrow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	No, not till Thursday; there is time enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Go, nurse, go with her: we'll to church to-morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt JULIET and Nurse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY  CAPULET	We shall be short in our provision:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis now near night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Tush, I will stir about," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all things shall be well, I warrant thee, wife:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go thou to Juliet, help to deck up her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll not to bed to-night; let me alone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll play the housewife for this once. What, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are all forth. Well, I will walk myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	To County Paris, to prepare him up" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against to-morrow: my heart is wondrous light," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since this same wayward girl is so reclaim'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Juliet's chamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JULIET and Nurse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Ay, those attires are best: but, gentle nurse," & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray thee, leave me to myself to-night," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I have need of many orisons" & @CRLF & _
                "	To move the heavens to smile upon my state," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, well thou know'st, is cross, and full of sin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LADY CAPULET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	What, are you busy, ho? need you my help?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	No, madam; we have cull'd such necessaries" & @CRLF & _
                "	As are behoveful for our state to-morrow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So please you, let me now be left alone," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let the nurse this night sit up with you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, I am sure, you have your hands full all," & @CRLF & _
                "	In this so sudden business." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	Good night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Get thee to bed, and rest; for thou hast need." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt LADY CAPULET and Nurse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins," & @CRLF & _
                "	That almost freezes up the heat of life:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll call them back again to comfort me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nurse! What should she do here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	My dismal scene I needs must act alone." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, vial." & @CRLF & _
                "	What if this mixture do not work at all?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I be married then to-morrow morning?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, no: this shall forbid it: lie thou there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Laying down her dagger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What if it be a poison, which the friar" & @CRLF & _
                "	Subtly hath minister'd to have me dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest in this marriage he should be dishonour'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because he married me before to Romeo?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear it is: and yet, methinks, it should not," & @CRLF & _
                "	For he hath still been tried a holy man." & @CRLF & _
                "	How if, when I am laid into the tomb," & @CRLF & _
                "	I wake before the time that Romeo" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come to redeem me? there's a fearful point!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I not, then, be stifled in the vault," & @CRLF & _
                "	To whose foul mouth no healthsome air breathes in," & @CRLF & _
                "	And there die strangled ere my Romeo comes?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, if I live, is it not very like," & @CRLF & _
                "	The horrible conceit of death and night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Together with the terror of the place,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As in a vault, an ancient receptacle," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where, for these many hundred years, the bones" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all my buried ancestors are packed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where bloody Tybalt, yet but green in earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lies festering in his shroud; where, as they say," & @CRLF & _
                "	At some hours in the night spirits resort;--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alack, alack, is it not like that I," & @CRLF & _
                "	So early waking, what with loathsome smells," & @CRLF & _
                "	And shrieks like mandrakes' torn out of the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	That living mortals, hearing them, run mad:--" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, if I wake, shall I not be distraught," & @CRLF & _
                "	Environed with all these hideous fears?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And madly play with my forefather's joints?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pluck the mangled Tybalt from his shroud?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in this rage, with some great kinsman's bone," & @CRLF & _
                "	As with a club, dash out my desperate brains?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, look! methinks I see my cousin's ghost" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seeking out Romeo, that did spit his body" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a rapier's point: stay, Tybalt, stay!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Romeo, I come! this do I drink to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[She falls upon her bed, within the curtains]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Hall in Capulet's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LADY CAPULET and Nurse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	Hold, take these keys, and fetch more spices, nurse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	They call for dates and quinces in the pastry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CAPULET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Come, stir, stir, stir! the second cock hath crow'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	The curfew-bell hath rung, 'tis three o'clock:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look to the baked meats, good Angelica:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Spare not for the cost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Go, you cot-quean, go," & @CRLF & _
                "	Get you to bed; faith, You'll be sick to-morrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this night's watching." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	No, not a whit: what! I have watch'd ere now" & @CRLF & _
                "	All night for lesser cause, and ne'er been sick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	Ay, you have been a mouse-hunt in your time;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will watch you from such watching now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt LADY CAPULET and Nurse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	A jealous hood, a jealous hood!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter three or four Servingmen, with spits, logs," & @CRLF & _
                "	and baskets]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		          Now, fellow," & @CRLF & _
                "	What's there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	Things for the cook, sir; but I know not what." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Make haste, make haste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit First Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		  Sirrah, fetch drier logs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call Peter, he will show thee where they are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servant	I have a head, sir, that will find out logs," & @CRLF & _
                "	And never trouble Peter for the matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Mass, and well said; a merry whoreson, ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt be logger-head. Good faith, 'tis day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The county will be here with music straight," & @CRLF & _
                "	For so he said he would: I hear him near." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nurse! Wife! What, ho! What, nurse, I say!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Nurse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go waken Juliet, go and trim her up;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll go and chat with Paris: hie, make haste," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make haste; the bridegroom he is come already:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make haste, I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Juliet's chamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Nurse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Mistress! what, mistress! Juliet! fast, I warrant her, she:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, lamb! why, lady! fie, you slug-a-bed!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, love, I say! madam! sweet-heart! why, bride!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, not a word? you take your pennyworths now;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sleep for a week; for the next night, I warrant," & @CRLF & _
                "	The County Paris hath set up his rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you shall rest but little. God forgive me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Marry, and amen, how sound is she asleep!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must needs wake her. Madam, madam, madam!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, let the county take you in your bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He'll fright you up, i' faith. Will it not be?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Undraws the curtains]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, dress'd! and in your clothes! and down again!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must needs wake you; Lady! lady! lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, alas! Help, help! my lady's dead!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, well-a-day, that ever I was born!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some aqua vitae, ho! My lord! my lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LADY CAPULET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	What noise is here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	O lamentable day!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	What is the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Look, look! O heavy day!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	O me, O me! My child, my only life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Revive, look up, or I will die with thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Help, help! Call help." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CAPULET]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	For shame, bring Juliet forth; her lord is come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	She's dead, deceased, she's dead; alack the day!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	Alack the day, she's dead, she's dead, she's dead!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Ha! let me see her: out, alas! she's cold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her blood is settled, and her joints are stiff;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Life and these lips have long been separated:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Death lies on her like an untimely frost" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the sweetest flower of all the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	O lamentable day!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	                  O woful time!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Death, that hath ta'en her hence to make me wail," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ties up my tongue, and will not let me speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FRIAR LAURENCE and PARIS, with Musicians]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Come, is the bride ready to go to church?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Ready to go, but never to return." & @CRLF & _
                "	O son! the night before thy wedding-day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath Death lain with thy wife. There she lies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Flower as she was, deflowered by him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Death is my son-in-law, Death is my heir;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My daughter he hath wedded: I will die," & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave him all; life, living, all is Death's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	Have I thought long to see this morning's face," & @CRLF & _
                "	And doth it give me such a sight as this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	Accursed, unhappy, wretched, hateful day!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most miserable hour that e'er time saw" & @CRLF & _
                "	In lasting labour of his pilgrimage!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But one, poor one, one poor and loving child," & @CRLF & _
                "	But one thing to rejoice and solace in," & @CRLF & _
                "	And cruel death hath catch'd it from my sight!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	O woe! O woful, woful, woful day!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most lamentable day, most woful day," & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever, ever, I did yet behold!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O day! O day! O day! O hateful day!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never was seen so black a day as this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O woful day, O woful day!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	Beguiled, divorced, wronged, spited, slain!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most detestable death, by thee beguil'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	By cruel cruel thee quite overthrown!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O love! O life! not life, but love in death!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	Despised, distressed, hated, martyr'd, kill'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Uncomfortable time, why camest thou now" & @CRLF & _
                "	To murder, murder our solemnity?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O child! O child! my soul, and not my child!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dead art thou! Alack! my child is dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with my child my joys are buried." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Peace, ho, for shame! confusion's cure lives not" & @CRLF & _
                "	In these confusions. Heaven and yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had part in this fair maid; now heaven hath all," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the better is it for the maid:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your part in her you could not keep from death," & @CRLF & _
                "	But heaven keeps his part in eternal life." & @CRLF & _
                "	The most you sought was her promotion;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'twas your heaven she should be advanced:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And weep ye now, seeing she is advanced" & @CRLF & _
                "	Above the clouds, as high as heaven itself?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, in this love, you love your child so ill," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you run mad, seeing that she is well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She's not well married that lives married long;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But she's best married that dies married young." & @CRLF & _
                "	Dry up your tears, and stick your rosemary" & @CRLF & _
                "	On this fair corse; and, as the custom is," & @CRLF & _
                "	In all her best array bear her to church:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For though fond nature bids us an lament," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet nature's tears are reason's merriment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	All things that we ordained festival," & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn from their office to black funeral;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our instruments to melancholy bells," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our wedding cheer to a sad burial feast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our solemn hymns to sullen dirges change," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our bridal flowers serve for a buried corse," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all things change them to the contrary." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Sir, go you in; and, madam, go with him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And go, Sir Paris; every one prepare" & @CRLF & _
                "	To follow this fair corse unto her grave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The heavens do lour upon you for some ill;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Move them no more by crossing their high will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, PARIS, and FRIAR LAURENCE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Musician	Faith, we may put up our pipes, and be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Honest goodfellows, ah, put up, put up;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, well you know, this is a pitiful case." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Musician	Ay, by my troth, the case may be amended." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PETER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	Musicians, O, musicians, 'Heart's ease, Heart's" & @CRLF & _
                "	ease:' O, an you will have me live, play 'Heart's ease.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Musician	Why 'Heart's ease?'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	O, musicians, because my heart itself plays 'My" & @CRLF & _
                "	heart is full of woe:' O, play me some merry dump," & @CRLF & _
                "	to comfort me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Musician	Not a dump we; 'tis no time to play now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	You will not, then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Musician	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	I will then give it you soundly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Musician	What will you give us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	No money, on my faith, but the gleek;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will give you the minstrel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Musician	Then I will give you the serving-creature." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	Then will I lay the serving-creature's dagger on" & @CRLF & _
                "	your pate. I will carry no crotchets: I'll re you," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll fa you; do you note me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Musician	An you re us and fa us, you note us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Musician	Pray you, put up your dagger, and put out your wit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	Then have at you with my wit! I will dry-beat you" & @CRLF & _
                "	with an iron wit, and put up my iron dagger. Answer" & @CRLF & _
                "	me like men:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'When griping grief the heart doth wound," & @CRLF & _
                "	And doleful dumps the mind oppress," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then music with her silver sound'--" & @CRLF & _
                "	why 'silver sound'? why 'music with her silver" & @CRLF & _
                "	sound'? What say you, Simon Catling?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Musician	Marry, sir, because silver hath a sweet sound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	Pretty! What say you, Hugh Rebeck?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Musician	I say 'silver sound,' because musicians sound for silver." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	Pretty too! What say you, James Soundpost?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Musician	Faith, I know not what to say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	O, I cry you mercy; you are the singer: I will say" & @CRLF & _
                "	for you. It is 'music with her silver sound,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	because musicians have no gold for sounding:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Then music with her silver sound" & @CRLF & _
                "	With speedy help doth lend redress.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Musician	What a pestilent knave is this same!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Musician	Hang him, Jack! Come, we'll in here; tarry for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	mourners, and stay dinner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Mantua. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROMEO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	If I may trust the flattering truth of sleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	My dreams presage some joyful news at hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My bosom's lord sits lightly in his throne;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all this day an unaccustom'd spirit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lifts me above the ground with cheerful thoughts." & @CRLF & _
                "	I dreamt my lady came and found me dead--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strange dream, that gives a dead man leave" & @CRLF & _
                "	to think!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And breathed such life with kisses in my lips," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I revived, and was an emperor." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah me! how sweet is love itself possess'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	When but love's shadows are so rich in joy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BALTHASAR, booted]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	News from Verona!--How now, Balthasar!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dost thou not bring me letters from the friar?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How doth my lady? Is my father well?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How fares my Juliet? that I ask again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For nothing can be ill, if she be well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	Then she is well, and nothing can be ill:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her body sleeps in Capel's monument," & @CRLF & _
                "	And her immortal part with angels lives." & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw her laid low in her kindred's vault," & @CRLF & _
                "	And presently took post to tell it you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, pardon me for bringing these ill news," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since you did leave it for my office, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Is it even so? then I defy you, stars!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou know'st my lodging: get me ink and paper," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hire post-horses; I will hence to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	I do beseech you, sir, have patience:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your looks are pale and wild, and do import" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some misadventure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	                  Tush, thou art deceived:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leave me, and do the thing I bid thee do." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast thou no letters to me from the friar?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	No, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	                  No matter: get thee gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hire those horses; I'll be with thee straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BALTHASAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, Juliet, I will lie with thee to-night." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's see for means: O mischief, thou art swift" & @CRLF & _
                "	To enter in the thoughts of desperate men!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do remember an apothecary,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hereabouts he dwells,--which late I noted" & @CRLF & _
                "	In tatter'd weeds, with overwhelming brows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Culling of simples; meagre were his looks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sharp misery had worn him to the bones:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in his needy shop a tortoise hung," & @CRLF & _
                "	An alligator stuff'd, and other skins" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of ill-shaped fishes; and about his shelves" & @CRLF & _
                "	A beggarly account of empty boxes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Green earthen pots, bladders and musty seeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Remnants of packthread and old cakes of roses," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were thinly scatter'd, to make up a show." & @CRLF & _
                "	Noting this penury, to myself I said" & @CRLF & _
                "	'An if a man did need a poison now," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose sale is present death in Mantua," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here lives a caitiff wretch would sell it him.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, this same thought did but forerun my need;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this same needy man must sell it me." & @CRLF & _
                "	As I remember, this should be the house." & @CRLF & _
                "	Being holiday, the beggar's shop is shut." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, ho! apothecary!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Apothecary]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Apothecary	Who calls so loud?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Come hither, man. I see that thou art poor:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold, there is forty ducats: let me have" & @CRLF & _
                "	A dram of poison, such soon-speeding gear" & @CRLF & _
                "	As will disperse itself through all the veins" & @CRLF & _
                "	That the life-weary taker may fall dead" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that the trunk may be discharged of breath" & @CRLF & _
                "	As violently as hasty powder fired" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth hurry from the fatal cannon's womb." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Apothecary	Such mortal drugs I have; but Mantua's law" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is death to any he that utters them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Art thou so bare and full of wretchedness," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fear'st to die? famine is in thy cheeks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Need and oppression starveth in thine eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Contempt and beggary hangs upon thy back;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The world is not thy friend nor the world's law;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The world affords no law to make thee rich;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then be not poor, but break it, and take this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Apothecary	My poverty, but not my will, consents." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	I pay thy poverty, and not thy will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Apothecary	Put this in any liquid thing you will," & @CRLF & _
                "	And drink it off; and, if you had the strength" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of twenty men, it would dispatch you straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	There is thy gold, worse poison to men's souls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doing more murders in this loathsome world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than these poor compounds that thou mayst not sell." & @CRLF & _
                "	I sell thee poison; thou hast sold me none." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell: buy food, and get thyself in flesh." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, cordial and not poison, go with me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Juliet's grave; for there must I use thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Friar Laurence's cell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FRIAR JOHN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR JOHN	Holy Franciscan friar! brother, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FRIAR LAURENCE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	This same should be the voice of Friar John." & @CRLF & _
                "	Welcome from Mantua: what says Romeo?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, if his mind be writ, give me his letter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR JOHN	Going to find a bare-foot brother out" & @CRLF & _
                "	One of our order, to associate me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here in this city visiting the sick," & @CRLF & _
                "	And finding him, the searchers of the town," & @CRLF & _
                "	Suspecting that we both were in a house" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where the infectious pestilence did reign," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seal'd up the doors, and would not let us forth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So that my speed to Mantua there was stay'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Who bare my letter, then, to Romeo?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR JOHN	I could not send it,--here it is again,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor get a messenger to bring it thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	So fearful were they of infection." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Unhappy fortune! by my brotherhood," & @CRLF & _
                "	The letter was not nice but full of charge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of dear import, and the neglecting it" & @CRLF & _
                "	May do much danger. Friar John, go hence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Get me an iron crow, and bring it straight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto my cell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR JOHN	Brother, I'll go and bring it thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Now must I to the monument alone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within three hours will fair Juliet wake:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She will beshrew me much that Romeo" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath had no notice of these accidents;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will write again to Mantua," & @CRLF & _
                "	And keep her at my cell till Romeo come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor living corse, closed in a dead man's tomb!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ROMEO AND JULIET" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A churchyard; in it a tomb belonging to the Capulets." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PARIS, and his Page bearing flowers and a torch]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	Give me thy torch, boy: hence, and stand aloof:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet put it out, for I would not be seen." & @CRLF & _
                "	Under yond yew-trees lay thee all along," & @CRLF & _
                "	Holding thine ear close to the hollow ground;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So shall no foot upon the churchyard tread," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being loose, unfirm, with digging up of graves," & @CRLF & _
                "	But thou shalt hear it: whistle then to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	As signal that thou hear'st something approach." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me those flowers. Do as I bid thee, go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	[Aside]  I am almost afraid to stand alone" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here in the churchyard; yet I will adventure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Retires]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	Sweet flower, with flowers thy bridal bed I strew,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	O woe! thy canopy is dust and stones;--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which with sweet water nightly I will dew," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, wanting that, with tears distill'd by moans:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The obsequies that I for thee will keep" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nightly shall be to strew thy grave and weep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Page whistles]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The boy gives warning something doth approach." & @CRLF & _
                "	What cursed foot wanders this way to-night," & @CRLF & _
                "	To cross my obsequies and true love's rite?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What with a torch! muffle me, night, awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Retires]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ROMEO and BALTHASAR, with a torch," & @CRLF & _
                "	mattock, &c]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Give me that mattock and the wrenching iron." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold, take this letter; early in the morning" & @CRLF & _
                "	See thou deliver it to my lord and father." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me the light: upon thy life, I charge thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whate'er thou hear'st or seest, stand all aloof," & @CRLF & _
                "	And do not interrupt me in my course." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why I descend into this bed of death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is partly to behold my lady's face;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But chiefly to take thence from her dead finger" & @CRLF & _
                "	A precious ring, a ring that I must use" & @CRLF & _
                "	In dear employment: therefore hence, be gone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if thou, jealous, dost return to pry" & @CRLF & _
                "	In what I further shall intend to do," & @CRLF & _
                "	By heaven, I will tear thee joint by joint" & @CRLF & _
                "	And strew this hungry churchyard with thy limbs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The time and my intents are savage-wild," & @CRLF & _
                "	More fierce and more inexorable far" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than empty tigers or the roaring sea." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	I will be gone, sir, and not trouble you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	So shalt thou show me friendship. Take thou that:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Live, and be prosperous: and farewell, good fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	[Aside]  For all this same, I'll hide me hereabout:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His looks I fear, and his intents I doubt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Retires]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Thou detestable maw, thou womb of death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gorged with the dearest morsel of the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus I enforce thy rotten jaws to open," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in despite, I'll cram thee with more food!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Opens the tomb]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	This is that banish'd haughty Montague," & @CRLF & _
                "	That murder'd my love's cousin, with which grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is supposed, the fair creature died;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here is come to do some villanous shame" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the dead bodies: I will apprehend him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Comes forward]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stop thy unhallow'd toil, vile Montague!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can vengeance be pursued further than death?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Condemned villain, I do apprehend thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Obey, and go with me; for thou must die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	I must indeed; and therefore came I hither." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good gentle youth, tempt not a desperate man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fly hence, and leave me: think upon these gone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let them affright thee. I beseech thee, youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Put not another sin upon my head," & @CRLF & _
                "	By urging me to fury: O, be gone!" & @CRLF & _
                "	By heaven, I love thee better than myself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I come hither arm'd against myself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stay not, be gone; live, and hereafter say," & @CRLF & _
                "	A madman's mercy bade thee run away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	I do defy thy conjurations," & @CRLF & _
                "	And apprehend thee for a felon here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	Wilt thou provoke me? then have at thee, boy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They fight]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	O Lord, they fight! I will go call the watch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	O, I am slain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Falls]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou be merciful," & @CRLF & _
                "	Open the tomb, lay me with Juliet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ROMEO	In faith, I will. Let me peruse this face." & @CRLF & _
                "	Mercutio's kinsman, noble County Paris!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What said my man, when my betossed soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did not attend him as we rode? I think" & @CRLF & _
                "	He told me Paris should have married Juliet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Said he not so? or did I dream it so?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or am I mad, hearing him talk of Juliet," & @CRLF & _
                "	To think it was so? O, give me thy hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	One writ with me in sour misfortune's book!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll bury thee in a triumphant grave;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A grave? O no! a lantern, slaughter'd youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	For here lies Juliet, and her beauty makes" & @CRLF & _
                "	This vault a feasting presence full of light." & @CRLF & _
                "	Death, lie thou there, by a dead man interr'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Laying PARIS in the tomb]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How oft when men are at the point of death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have they been merry! which their keepers call" & @CRLF & _
                "	A lightning before death: O, how may I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call this a lightning? O my love! my wife!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks," & @CRLF & _
                "	And death's pale flag is not advanced there." & @CRLF & _
                "	Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, what more favour can I do to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than with that hand that cut thy youth in twain" & @CRLF & _
                "	To sunder his that was thine enemy?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forgive me, cousin! Ah, dear Juliet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why art thou yet so fair? shall I believe" & @CRLF & _
                "	That unsubstantial death is amorous," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that the lean abhorred monster keeps" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thee here in dark to be his paramour?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For fear of that, I still will stay with thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And never from this palace of dim night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Depart again: here, here will I remain" & @CRLF & _
                "	With worms that are thy chamber-maids; O, here" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will I set up my everlasting rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars" & @CRLF & _
                "	From this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Arms, take your last embrace! and, lips, O you" & @CRLF & _
                "	The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss" & @CRLF & _
                "	A dateless bargain to engrossing death!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, bitter conduct, come, unsavoury guide!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on" & @CRLF & _
                "	The dashing rocks thy sea-sick weary bark!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here's to my love!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drinks]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O true apothecary!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, at the other end of the churchyard, FRIAR" & @CRLF & _
                "	LAURENCE, with a lantern, crow, and spade]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Saint Francis be my speed! how oft to-night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have my old feet stumbled at graves! Who's there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	Here's one, a friend, and one that knows you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Bliss be upon you! Tell me, good my friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	What torch is yond, that vainly lends his light" & @CRLF & _
                "	To grubs and eyeless skulls? as I discern," & @CRLF & _
                "	It burneth in the Capel's monument." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	It doth so, holy sir; and there's my master," & @CRLF & _
                "	One that you love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	                  Who is it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	Romeo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	How long hath he been there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	Full half an hour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Go with me to the vault." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	I dare not, sir" & @CRLF & _
                "	My master knows not but I am gone hence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fearfully did menace me with death," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I did stay to look on his intents." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Stay, then; I'll go alone. Fear comes upon me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, much I fear some ill unlucky thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	As I did sleep under this yew-tree here," & @CRLF & _
                "	I dreamt my master and another fought," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that my master slew him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	Romeo!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Advances]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alack, alack, what blood is this, which stains" & @CRLF & _
                "	The stony entrance of this sepulchre?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What mean these masterless and gory swords" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lie discolour'd by this place of peace?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enters the tomb]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Romeo! O, pale! Who else? what, Paris too?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And steep'd in blood? Ah, what an unkind hour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is guilty of this lamentable chance!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lady stirs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[JULIET wakes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	O comfortable friar! where is my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do remember well where I should be," & @CRLF & _
                "	And there I am. Where is my Romeo?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Noise within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	I hear some noise. Lady, come from that nest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of death, contagion, and unnatural sleep:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A greater power than we can contradict" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath thwarted our intents. Come, come away." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy husband in thy bosom there lies dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Paris too. Come, I'll dispose of thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Among a sisterhood of holy nuns:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stay not to question, for the watch is coming;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, go, good Juliet," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Noise again]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		 I dare no longer stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Go, get thee hence, for I will not away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit FRIAR LAURENCE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What's here? a cup, closed in my true love's hand?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O churl! drunk all, and left no friendly drop" & @CRLF & _
                "	To help me after? I will kiss thy lips;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Haply some poison yet doth hang on them," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make die with a restorative." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kisses him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy lips are warm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Watchman	[Within]  Lead, boy: which way?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIET	Yea, noise? then I'll be brief. O happy dagger!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Snatching ROMEO's dagger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is thy sheath;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Stabs herself]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	there rust, and let me die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Falls on ROMEO's body, and dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Watch, with the Page of PARIS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	This is the place; there, where the torch doth burn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Watchman	The ground is bloody; search about the churchyard:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, some of you, whoe'er you find attach." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pitiful sight! here lies the county slain," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Juliet bleeding, warm, and newly dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who here hath lain these two days buried." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, tell the prince: run to the Capulets:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Raise up the Montagues: some others search:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We see the ground whereon these woes do lie;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But the true ground of all these piteous woes" & @CRLF & _
                "	We cannot without circumstance descry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter some of the Watch, with BALTHASAR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Watchman	Here's Romeo's man; we found him in the churchyard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Watchman	Hold him in safety, till the prince come hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter others of the Watch, with FRIAR LAURENCE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Watchman	Here is a friar, that trembles, sighs and weeps:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We took this mattock and this spade from him," & @CRLF & _
                "	As he was coming from this churchyard side." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Watchman	A great suspicion: stay the friar too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the PRINCE and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE	What misadventure is so early up," & @CRLF & _
                "	That calls our person from our morning's rest?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	What should it be, that they so shriek abroad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	The people in the street cry Romeo," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some Juliet, and some Paris; and all run," & @CRLF & _
                "	With open outcry toward our monument." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE	What fear is this which startles in our ears?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Watchman	Sovereign, here lies the County Paris slain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Romeo dead; and Juliet, dead before," & @CRLF & _
                "	Warm and new kill'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE	Search, seek, and know how this foul murder comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Watchman	Here is a friar, and slaughter'd Romeo's man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With instruments upon them, fit to open" & @CRLF & _
                "	These dead men's tombs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	O heavens! O wife, look how our daughter bleeds!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This dagger hath mista'en--for, lo, his house" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is empty on the back of Montague,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And it mis-sheathed in my daughter's bosom!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LADY CAPULET	O me! this sight of death is as a bell," & @CRLF & _
                "	That warns my old age to a sepulchre." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MONTAGUE and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE	Come, Montague; for thou art early up," & @CRLF & _
                "	To see thy son and heir more early down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	Alas, my liege, my wife is dead to-night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Grief of my son's exile hath stopp'd her breath:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What further woe conspires against mine age?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE	Look, and thou shalt see." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	O thou untaught! what manners is in this?" & @CRLF & _
                "	To press before thy father to a grave?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE	Seal up the mouth of outrage for a while," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till we can clear these ambiguities," & @CRLF & _
                "	And know their spring, their head, their" & @CRLF & _
                "	true descent;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then will I be general of your woes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And lead you even to death: meantime forbear," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let mischance be slave to patience." & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring forth the parties of suspicion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	I am the greatest, able to do least," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet most suspected, as the time and place" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth make against me of this direful murder;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here I stand, both to impeach and purge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself condemned and myself excused." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE	Then say at once what thou dost know in this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRIAR LAURENCE	I will be brief, for my short date of breath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not so long as is a tedious tale." & @CRLF & _
                "	Romeo, there dead, was husband to that Juliet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And she, there dead, that Romeo's faithful wife:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I married them; and their stol'n marriage-day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was Tybalt's dooms-day, whose untimely death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Banish'd the new-made bridegroom from the city," & @CRLF & _
                "	For whom, and not for Tybalt, Juliet pined." & @CRLF & _
                "	You, to remove that siege of grief from her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Betroth'd and would have married her perforce" & @CRLF & _
                "	To County Paris: then comes she to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, with wild looks, bid me devise some mean" & @CRLF & _
                "	To rid her from this second marriage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or in my cell there would she kill herself." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then gave I her, so tutor'd by my art," & @CRLF & _
                "	A sleeping potion; which so took effect" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I intended, for it wrought on her" & @CRLF & _
                "	The form of death: meantime I writ to Romeo," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he should hither come as this dire night," & @CRLF & _
                "	To help to take her from her borrow'd grave," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being the time the potion's force should cease." & @CRLF & _
                "	But he which bore my letter, Friar John," & @CRLF & _
                "	Was stay'd by accident, and yesternight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Return'd my letter back. Then all alone" & @CRLF & _
                "	At the prefixed hour of her waking," & @CRLF & _
                "	Came I to take her from her kindred's vault;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Meaning to keep her closely at my cell," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till I conveniently could send to Romeo:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when I came, some minute ere the time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of her awaking, here untimely lay" & @CRLF & _
                "	The noble Paris and true Romeo dead." & @CRLF & _
                "	She wakes; and I entreated her come forth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bear this work of heaven with patience:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But then a noise did scare me from the tomb;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And she, too desperate, would not go with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	But, as it seems, did violence on herself." & @CRLF & _
                "	All this I know; and to the marriage" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her nurse is privy: and, if aught in this" & @CRLF & _
                "	Miscarried by my fault, let my old life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be sacrificed, some hour before his time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the rigour of severest law." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE	We still have known thee for a holy man." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where's Romeo's man? what can he say in this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BALTHASAR	I brought my master news of Juliet's death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then in post he came from Mantua" & @CRLF & _
                "	To this same place, to this same monument." & @CRLF & _
                "	This letter he early bid me give his father," & @CRLF & _
                "	And threatened me with death, going in the vault," & @CRLF & _
                "	I departed not and left him there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE	Give me the letter; I will look on it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is the county's page, that raised the watch?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sirrah, what made your master in this place?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAGE	He came with flowers to strew his lady's grave;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid me stand aloof, and so I did:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Anon comes one with light to ope the tomb;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by and by my master drew on him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then I ran away to call the watch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE	This letter doth make good the friar's words," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their course of love, the tidings of her death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here he writes that he did buy a poison" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of a poor 'pothecary, and therewithal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Came to this vault to die, and lie with Juliet." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where be these enemies? Capulet! Montague!" & @CRLF & _
                "	See, what a scourge is laid upon your hate," & @CRLF & _
                "	That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love." & @CRLF & _
                "	And I for winking at your discords too" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have lost a brace of kinsmen: all are punish'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	O brother Montague, give me thy hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is my daughter's jointure, for no more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can I demand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MONTAGUE	                  But I can give thee more:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I will raise her statue in pure gold;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That while Verona by that name is known," & @CRLF & _
                "	There shall no figure at such rate be set" & @CRLF & _
                "	As that of true and faithful Juliet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPULET	As rich shall Romeo's by his lady's lie;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor sacrifices of our enmity!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRINCE	A glooming peace this morning with it brings;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some shall be pardon'd, and some punished:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For never was a story of more woe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than this of Juliet and her Romeo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "	SONNETS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TO THE ONLY BEGETTER OF" & @CRLF & _
                "THESE INSUING SONNETS" & @CRLF & _
                "MR. W. H. ALL HAPPINESS" & @CRLF & _
                "AND THAT ETERNITY" & @CRLF & _
                "PROMISED BY" & @CRLF & _
                "OUR EVER-LIVING POET WISHETH" & @CRLF & _
                "THE WELL-WISHING" & @CRLF & _
                "ADVENTURER IN" & @CRLF & _
                "SETTING FORTH" & @CRLF & _
                "T. T." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FROM fairest creatures we desire increase," & @CRLF & _
                "That thereby beauty's rose might never die," & @CRLF & _
                "But as the riper should by time decease," & @CRLF & _
                "His tender heir might bear his memory:" & @CRLF & _
                "But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "Feed'st thy light'st flame with self-substantial fuel," & @CRLF & _
                "Making a famine where abundance lies," & @CRLF & _
                "Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel." & @CRLF & _
                "Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament" & @CRLF & _
                "And only herald to the gaudy spring," & @CRLF & _
                "Within thine own bud buriest thy content" & @CRLF & _
                "And, tender churl, makest waste in niggarding." & @CRLF & _
                "  Pity the world, or else this glutton be," & @CRLF & _
                "  To eat the world's due, by the grave and thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "II." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "When forty winters shall beseige thy brow," & @CRLF & _
                "And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field," & @CRLF & _
                "Thy youth's proud livery, so gazed on now," & @CRLF & _
                "Will be a tatter'd weed, of small worth held:" & @CRLF & _
                "Then being ask'd where all thy beauty lies," & @CRLF & _
                "Where all the treasure of thy lusty days," & @CRLF & _
                "To say, within thine own deep-sunken eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "Were an all-eating shame and thriftless praise." & @CRLF & _
                "How much more praise deserved thy beauty's use," & @CRLF & _
                "If thou couldst answer 'This fair child of mine" & @CRLF & _
                "Shall sum my count and make my old excuse,'" & @CRLF & _
                "Proving his beauty by succession thine!" & @CRLF & _
                "  This were to be new made when thou art old," & @CRLF & _
                "  And see thy blood warm when thou feel'st it cold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "III." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Look in thy glass, and tell the face thou viewest" & @CRLF & _
                "Now is the time that face should form another;" & @CRLF & _
                "Whose fresh repair if now thou not renewest," & @CRLF & _
                "Thou dost beguile the world, unbless some mother." & @CRLF & _
                "For where is she so fair whose unear'd womb" & @CRLF & _
                "Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry?" & @CRLF & _
                "Or who is he so fond will be the tomb" & @CRLF & _
                "Of his self-love, to stop posterity?" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou art thy mother's glass, and she in thee" & @CRLF & _
                "Calls back the lovely April of her prime:" & @CRLF & _
                "So thou through windows of thine age shall see" & @CRLF & _
                "Despite of wrinkles this thy golden time." & @CRLF & _
                "  But if thou live, remember'd not to be," & @CRLF & _
                "  Die single, and thine image dies with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend" & @CRLF & _
                "Upon thyself thy beauty's legacy?" & @CRLF & _
                "Nature's bequest gives nothing but doth lend," & @CRLF & _
                "And being frank she lends to those are free." & @CRLF & _
                "Then, beauteous niggard, why dost thou abuse" & @CRLF & _
                "The bounteous largess given thee to give?" & @CRLF & _
                "Profitless usurer, why dost thou use" & @CRLF & _
                "So great a sum of sums, yet canst not live?" & @CRLF & _
                "For having traffic with thyself alone," & @CRLF & _
                "Thou of thyself thy sweet self dost deceive." & @CRLF & _
                "Then how, when nature calls thee to be gone," & @CRLF & _
                "What acceptable audit canst thou leave?" & @CRLF & _
                "  Thy unused beauty must be tomb'd with thee," & @CRLF & _
                "  Which, used, lives th' executor to be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "V." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Those hours, that with gentle work did frame" & @CRLF & _
                "The lovely gaze where every eye doth dwell," & @CRLF & _
                "Will play the tyrants to the very same" & @CRLF & _
                "And that unfair which fairly doth excel:" & @CRLF & _
                "For never-resting time leads summer on" & @CRLF & _
                "To hideous winter and confounds him there;" & @CRLF & _
                "Sap cheque'd with frost and lusty leaves quite gone," & @CRLF & _
                "Beauty o'ersnow'd and bareness every where:" & @CRLF & _
                "Then, were not summer's distillation left," & @CRLF & _
                "A liquid prisoner pent in walls of glass," & @CRLF & _
                "Beauty's effect with beauty were bereft," & @CRLF & _
                "Nor it nor no remembrance what it was:" & @CRLF & _
                "  But flowers distill'd though they with winter meet," & @CRLF & _
                "  Leese but their show; their substance still lives sweet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Then let not winter's ragged hand deface" & @CRLF & _
                "In thee thy summer, ere thou be distill'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "Make sweet some vial; treasure thou some place" & @CRLF & _
                "With beauty's treasure, ere it be self-kill'd." & @CRLF & _
                "That use is not forbidden usury," & @CRLF & _
                "Which happies those that pay the willing loan;" & @CRLF & _
                "That's for thyself to breed another thee," & @CRLF & _
                "Or ten times happier, be it ten for one;" & @CRLF & _
                "Ten times thyself were happier than thou art," & @CRLF & _
                "If ten of thine ten times refigured thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "Then what could death do, if thou shouldst depart," & @CRLF & _
                "Leaving thee living in posterity?" & @CRLF & _
                "  Be not self-will'd, for thou art much too fair" & @CRLF & _
                "  To be death's conquest and make worms thine heir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lo! in the orient when the gracious light" & @CRLF & _
                "Lifts up his burning head, each under eye" & @CRLF & _
                "Doth homage to his new-appearing sight," & @CRLF & _
                "Serving with looks his sacred majesty;" & @CRLF & _
                "And having climb'd the steep-up heavenly hill," & @CRLF & _
                "Resembling strong youth in his middle age," & @CRLF & _
                "yet mortal looks adore his beauty still," & @CRLF & _
                "Attending on his golden pilgrimage;" & @CRLF & _
                "But when from highmost pitch, with weary car," & @CRLF & _
                "Like feeble age, he reeleth from the day," & @CRLF & _
                "The eyes, 'fore duteous, now converted are" & @CRLF & _
                "From his low tract and look another way:" & @CRLF & _
                "  So thou, thyself out-going in thy noon," & @CRLF & _
                "  Unlook'd on diest, unless thou get a son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly?" & @CRLF & _
                "Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy." & @CRLF & _
                "Why lovest thou that which thou receivest not gladly," & @CRLF & _
                "Or else receivest with pleasure thine annoy?" & @CRLF & _
                "If the true concord of well-tuned sounds," & @CRLF & _
                "By unions married, do offend thine ear," & @CRLF & _
                "They do but sweetly chide thee, who confounds" & @CRLF & _
                "In singleness the parts that thou shouldst bear." & @CRLF & _
                "Mark how one string, sweet husband to another," & @CRLF & _
                "Strikes each in each by mutual ordering," & @CRLF & _
                "Resembling sire and child and happy mother" & @CRLF & _
                "Who all in one, one pleasing note do sing:" & @CRLF & _
                "  Whose speechless song, being many, seeming one," & @CRLF & _
                "  Sings this to thee: 'thou single wilt prove none.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye" & @CRLF & _
                "That thou consumest thyself in single life?" & @CRLF & _
                "Ah! if thou issueless shalt hap to die." & @CRLF & _
                "The world will wail thee, like a makeless wife;" & @CRLF & _
                "The world will be thy widow and still weep" & @CRLF & _
                "That thou no form of thee hast left behind," & @CRLF & _
                "When every private widow well may keep" & @CRLF & _
                "By children's eyes her husband's shape in mind." & @CRLF & _
                "Look, what an unthrift in the world doth spend" & @CRLF & _
                "Shifts but his place, for still the world enjoys it;" & @CRLF & _
                "But beauty's waste hath in the world an end," & @CRLF & _
                "And kept unused, the user so destroys it." & @CRLF & _
                "  No love toward others in that bosom sits" & @CRLF & _
                "  That on himself such murderous shame commits." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "X." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "For shame! deny that thou bear'st love to any," & @CRLF & _
                "Who for thyself art so unprovident." & @CRLF & _
                "Grant, if thou wilt, thou art beloved of many," & @CRLF & _
                "But that thou none lovest is most evident;" & @CRLF & _
                "For thou art so possess'd with murderous hate" & @CRLF & _
                "That 'gainst thyself thou stick'st not to conspire." & @CRLF & _
                "Seeking that beauteous roof to ruinate" & @CRLF & _
                "Which to repair should be thy chief desire." & @CRLF & _
                "O, change thy thought, that I may change my mind!" & @CRLF & _
                "Shall hate be fairer lodged than gentle love?" & @CRLF & _
                "Be, as thy presence is, gracious and kind," & @CRLF & _
                "Or to thyself at least kind-hearted prove:" & @CRLF & _
                "  Make thee another self, for love of me," & @CRLF & _
                "  That beauty still may live in thine or thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou growest" & @CRLF & _
                "In one of thine, from that which thou departest;" & @CRLF & _
                "And that fresh blood which youngly thou bestowest" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou mayst call thine when thou from youth convertest." & @CRLF & _
                "Herein lives wisdom, beauty and increase:" & @CRLF & _
                "Without this, folly, age and cold decay:" & @CRLF & _
                "If all were minded so, the times should cease" & @CRLF & _
                "And threescore year would make the world away." & @CRLF & _
                "Let those whom Nature hath not made for store," & @CRLF & _
                "Harsh featureless and rude, barrenly perish:" & @CRLF & _
                "Look, whom she best endow'd she gave the more;" & @CRLF & _
                "Which bounteous gift thou shouldst in bounty cherish:" & @CRLF & _
                "  She carved thee for her seal, and meant thereby" & @CRLF & _
                "  Thou shouldst print more, not let that copy die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "When I do count the clock that tells the time," & @CRLF & _
                "And see the brave day sunk in hideous night;" & @CRLF & _
                "When I behold the violet past prime," & @CRLF & _
                "And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white;" & @CRLF & _
                "When lofty trees I see barren of leaves" & @CRLF & _
                "Which erst from heat did canopy the herd," & @CRLF & _
                "And summer's green all girded up in sheaves" & @CRLF & _
                "Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard," & @CRLF & _
                "Then of thy beauty do I question make," & @CRLF & _
                "That thou among the wastes of time must go," & @CRLF & _
                "Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake" & @CRLF & _
                "And die as fast as they see others grow;" & @CRLF & _
                "  And nothing 'gainst Time's scythe can make defence" & @CRLF & _
                "  Save breed, to brave him when he takes thee hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "O, that you were yourself! but, love, you are" & @CRLF & _
                "No longer yours than you yourself here live:" & @CRLF & _
                "Against this coming end you should prepare," & @CRLF & _
                "And your sweet semblance to some other give." & @CRLF & _
                "So should that beauty which you hold in lease" & @CRLF & _
                "Find no determination: then you were" & @CRLF & _
                "Yourself again after yourself's decease," & @CRLF & _
                "When your sweet issue your sweet form should bear." & @CRLF & _
                "Who lets so fair a house fall to decay," & @CRLF & _
                "Which husbandry in honour might uphold" & @CRLF & _
                "Against the stormy gusts of winter's day" & @CRLF & _
                "And barren rage of death's eternal cold?" & @CRLF & _
                "  O, none but unthrifts! Dear my love, you know" & @CRLF & _
                "  You had a father: let your son say so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XIV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Not from the stars do I my judgment pluck;" & @CRLF & _
                "And yet methinks I have astronomy," & @CRLF & _
                "But not to tell of good or evil luck," & @CRLF & _
                "Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons' quality;" & @CRLF & _
                "Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell," & @CRLF & _
                "Pointing to each his thunder, rain and wind," & @CRLF & _
                "Or say with princes if it shall go well," & @CRLF & _
                "By oft predict that I in heaven find:" & @CRLF & _
                "But from thine eyes my knowledge I derive," & @CRLF & _
                "And, constant stars, in them I read such art" & @CRLF & _
                "As truth and beauty shall together thrive," & @CRLF & _
                "If from thyself to store thou wouldst convert;" & @CRLF & _
                "  Or else of thee this I prognosticate:" & @CRLF & _
                "  Thy end is truth's and beauty's doom and date." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "When I consider every thing that grows" & @CRLF & _
                "Holds in perfection but a little moment," & @CRLF & _
                "That this huge stage presenteth nought but shows" & @CRLF & _
                "Whereon the stars in secret influence comment;" & @CRLF & _
                "When I perceive that men as plants increase," & @CRLF & _
                "Cheered and cheque'd even by the self-same sky," & @CRLF & _
                "Vaunt in their youthful sap, at height decrease," & @CRLF & _
                "And wear their brave state out of memory;" & @CRLF & _
                "Then the conceit of this inconstant stay" & @CRLF & _
                "Sets you most rich in youth before my sight," & @CRLF & _
                "Where wasteful Time debateth with Decay," & @CRLF & _
                "To change your day of youth to sullied night;" & @CRLF & _
                "  And all in war with Time for love of you," & @CRLF & _
                "  As he takes from you, I engraft you new." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XVI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "But wherefore do not you a mightier way" & @CRLF & _
                "Make war upon this bloody tyrant, Time?" & @CRLF & _
                "And fortify yourself in your decay" & @CRLF & _
                "With means more blessed than my barren rhyme?" & @CRLF & _
                "Now stand you on the top of happy hours," & @CRLF & _
                "And many maiden gardens yet unset" & @CRLF & _
                "With virtuous wish would bear your living flowers," & @CRLF & _
                "Much liker than your painted counterfeit:" & @CRLF & _
                "So should the lines of life that life repair," & @CRLF & _
                "Which this, Time's pencil, or my pupil pen," & @CRLF & _
                "Neither in inward worth nor outward fair," & @CRLF & _
                "Can make you live yourself in eyes of men." & @CRLF & _
                "  To give away yourself keeps yourself still," & @CRLF & _
                "  And you must live, drawn by your own sweet skill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XVII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Who will believe my verse in time to come," & @CRLF & _
                "If it were fill'd with your most high deserts?" & @CRLF & _
                "Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tomb" & @CRLF & _
                "Which hides your life and shows not half your parts." & @CRLF & _
                "If I could write the beauty of your eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "And in fresh numbers number all your graces," & @CRLF & _
                "The age to come would say 'This poet lies:" & @CRLF & _
                "Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.'" & @CRLF & _
                "So should my papers yellow'd with their age" & @CRLF & _
                "Be scorn'd like old men of less truth than tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "And your true rights be term'd a poet's rage" & @CRLF & _
                "And stretched metre of an antique song:" & @CRLF & _
                "  But were some child of yours alive that time," & @CRLF & _
                "  You should live twice; in it and in my rhyme." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XVIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou art more lovely and more temperate:" & @CRLF & _
                "Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May," & @CRLF & _
                "And summer's lease hath all too short a date:" & @CRLF & _
                "Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines," & @CRLF & _
                "And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "And every fair from fair sometime declines," & @CRLF & _
                "By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "But thy eternal summer shall not fade" & @CRLF & _
                "Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;" & @CRLF & _
                "Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade," & @CRLF & _
                "When in eternal lines to time thou growest:" & @CRLF & _
                "  So long as men can breathe or eyes can see," & @CRLF & _
                "  So long lives this and this gives life to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XIX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws," & @CRLF & _
                "And make the earth devour her own sweet brood;" & @CRLF & _
                "Pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tiger's jaws," & @CRLF & _
                "And burn the long-lived phoenix in her blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "Make glad and sorry seasons as thou fleets," & @CRLF & _
                "And do whate'er thou wilt, swift-footed Time," & @CRLF & _
                "To the wide world and all her fading sweets;" & @CRLF & _
                "But I forbid thee one most heinous crime:" & @CRLF & _
                "O, carve not with thy hours my love's fair brow," & @CRLF & _
                "Nor draw no lines there with thine antique pen;" & @CRLF & _
                "Him in thy course untainted do allow" & @CRLF & _
                "For beauty's pattern to succeeding men." & @CRLF & _
                "  Yet, do thy worst, old Time: despite thy wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "  My love shall in my verse ever live young." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "A woman's face with Nature's own hand painted" & @CRLF & _
                "Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion;" & @CRLF & _
                "A woman's gentle heart, but not acquainted" & @CRLF & _
                "With shifting change, as is false women's fashion;" & @CRLF & _
                "An eye more bright than theirs, less false in rolling," & @CRLF & _
                "Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth;" & @CRLF & _
                "A man in hue, all 'hues' in his controlling," & @CRLF & _
                "Much steals men's eyes and women's souls amazeth." & @CRLF & _
                "And for a woman wert thou first created;" & @CRLF & _
                "Till Nature, as she wrought thee, fell a-doting," & @CRLF & _
                "And by addition me of thee defeated," & @CRLF & _
                "By adding one thing to my purpose nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "  But since she prick'd thee out for women's pleasure," & @CRLF & _
                "  Mine be thy love and thy love's use their treasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XXI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "So is it not with me as with that Muse" & @CRLF & _
                "Stirr'd by a painted beauty to his verse," & @CRLF & _
                "Who heaven itself for ornament doth use" & @CRLF & _
                "And every fair with his fair doth rehearse" & @CRLF & _
                "Making a couplement of proud compare," & @CRLF & _
                "With sun and moon, with earth and sea's rich gems," & @CRLF & _
                "With April's first-born flowers, and all things rare" & @CRLF & _
                "That heaven's air in this huge rondure hems." & @CRLF & _
                "O' let me, true in love, but truly write," & @CRLF & _
                "And then believe me, my love is as fair" & @CRLF & _
                "As any mother's child, though not so bright" & @CRLF & _
                "As those gold candles fix'd in heaven's air:" & @CRLF & _
                "  Let them say more than like of hearsay well;" & @CRLF & _
                "  I will not praise that purpose not to sell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XXII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "My glass shall not persuade me I am old," & @CRLF & _
                "So long as youth and thou are of one date;" & @CRLF & _
                "But when in thee time's furrows I behold," & @CRLF & _
                "Then look I death my days should expiate." & @CRLF & _
                "For all that beauty that doth cover thee" & @CRLF & _
                "Is but the seemly raiment of my heart," & @CRLF & _
                "Which in thy breast doth live, as thine in me:" & @CRLF & _
                "How can I then be elder than thou art?" & @CRLF & _
                "O, therefore, love, be of thyself so wary" & @CRLF & _
                "As I, not for myself, but for thee will;" & @CRLF & _
                "Bearing thy heart, which I will keep so chary" & @CRLF & _
                "As tender nurse her babe from faring ill." & @CRLF & _
                "  Presume not on thy heart when mine is slain;" & @CRLF & _
                "  Thou gavest me thine, not to give back again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XXIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "As an unperfect actor on the stage" & @CRLF & _
                "Who with his fear is put besides his part," & @CRLF & _
                "Or some fierce thing replete with too much rage," & @CRLF & _
                "Whose strength's abundance weakens his own heart." & @CRLF & _
                "So I, for fear of trust, forget to say" & @CRLF & _
                "The perfect ceremony of love's rite," & @CRLF & _
                "And in mine own love's strength seem to decay," & @CRLF & _
                "O'ercharged with burden of mine own love's might." & @CRLF & _
                "O, let my books be then the eloquence" & @CRLF & _
                "And dumb presagers of my speaking breast," & @CRLF & _
                "Who plead for love and look for recompense" & @CRLF & _
                "More than that tongue that more hath more express'd." & @CRLF & _
                "  O, learn to read what silent love hath writ:" & @CRLF & _
                "  To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XXIV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Mine eye hath play'd the painter and hath stell'd" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy beauty's form in table of my heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "My body is the frame wherein 'tis held," & @CRLF & _
                "And perspective it is the painter's art." & @CRLF & _
                "For through the painter must you see his skill," & @CRLF & _
                "To find where your true image pictured lies;" & @CRLF & _
                "Which in my bosom's shop is hanging still," & @CRLF & _
                "That hath his windows glazed with thine eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "Now see what good turns eyes for eyes have done:" & @CRLF & _
                "Mine eyes have drawn thy shape, and thine for me" & @CRLF & _
                "Are windows to my breast, where-through the sun" & @CRLF & _
                "Delights to peep, to gaze therein on thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "  Yet eyes this cunning want to grace their art;" & @CRLF & _
                "  They draw but what they see, know not the heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XXV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Let those who are in favour with their stars" & @CRLF & _
                "Of public honour and proud titles boast," & @CRLF & _
                "Whilst I, whom fortune of such triumph bars," & @CRLF & _
                "Unlook'd for joy in that I honour most." & @CRLF & _
                "Great princes' favourites their fair leaves spread" & @CRLF & _
                "But as the marigold at the sun's eye," & @CRLF & _
                "And in themselves their pride lies buried," & @CRLF & _
                "For at a frown they in their glory die." & @CRLF & _
                "The painful warrior famoused for fight," & @CRLF & _
                "After a thousand victories once foil'd," & @CRLF & _
                "Is from the book of honour razed quite," & @CRLF & _
                "And all the rest forgot for which he toil'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "  Then happy I, that love and am beloved" & @CRLF & _
                "  Where I may not remove nor be removed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XXVI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy merit hath my duty strongly knit," & @CRLF & _
                "To thee I send this written embassage," & @CRLF & _
                "To witness duty, not to show my wit:" & @CRLF & _
                "Duty so great, which wit so poor as mine" & @CRLF & _
                "May make seem bare, in wanting words to show it," & @CRLF & _
                "But that I hope some good conceit of thine" & @CRLF & _
                "In thy soul's thought, all naked, will bestow it;" & @CRLF & _
                "Till whatsoever star that guides my moving" & @CRLF & _
                "Points on me graciously with fair aspect" & @CRLF & _
                "And puts apparel on my tatter'd loving," & @CRLF & _
                "To show me worthy of thy sweet respect:" & @CRLF & _
                "  Then may I dare to boast how I do love thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "  Till then not show my head where thou mayst prove me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XXVII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed," & @CRLF & _
                "The dear repose for limbs with travel tired;" & @CRLF & _
                "But then begins a journey in my head," & @CRLF & _
                "To work my mind, when body's work's expired:" & @CRLF & _
                "For then my thoughts, from far where I abide," & @CRLF & _
                "Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "And keep my drooping eyelids open wide," & @CRLF & _
                "Looking on darkness which the blind do see" & @CRLF & _
                "Save that my soul's imaginary sight" & @CRLF & _
                "Presents thy shadow to my sightless view," & @CRLF & _
                "Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly night," & @CRLF & _
                "Makes black night beauteous and her old face new." & @CRLF & _
                "  Lo! thus, by day my limbs, by night my mind," & @CRLF & _
                "  For thee and for myself no quiet find." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XXVIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "How can I then return in happy plight," & @CRLF & _
                "That am debarr'd the benefit of rest?" & @CRLF & _
                "When day's oppression is not eased by night," & @CRLF & _
                "But day by night, and night by day, oppress'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "And each, though enemies to either's reign," & @CRLF & _
                "Do in consent shake hands to torture me;" & @CRLF & _
                "The one by toil, the other to complain" & @CRLF & _
                "How far I toil, still farther off from thee." & @CRLF & _
                "I tell the day, to please them thou art bright" & @CRLF & _
                "And dost him grace when clouds do blot the heaven:" & @CRLF & _
                "So flatter I the swart-complexion'd night," & @CRLF & _
                "When sparkling stars twire not thou gild'st the even." & @CRLF & _
                "But day doth daily draw my sorrows longer" & @CRLF & _
                "  And night doth nightly make grief's strength" & @CRLF & _
                "  	seem stronger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XXIX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "I all alone beweep my outcast state" & @CRLF & _
                "And trouble deal heaven with my bootless cries" & @CRLF & _
                "And look upon myself and curse my fate," & @CRLF & _
                "Wishing me like to one more rich in hope," & @CRLF & _
                "Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd," & @CRLF & _
                "Desiring this man's art and that man's scope," & @CRLF & _
                "With what I most enjoy contented least;" & @CRLF & _
                "Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising," & @CRLF & _
                "Haply I think on thee, and then my state," & @CRLF & _
                "Like to the lark at break of day arising" & @CRLF & _
                "From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;" & @CRLF & _
                "  For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings" & @CRLF & _
                "  That then I scorn to change my state with kings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XXX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "When to the sessions of sweet silent thought" & @CRLF & _
                "I summon up remembrance of things past," & @CRLF & _
                "I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought," & @CRLF & _
                "And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste:" & @CRLF & _
                "Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow," & @CRLF & _
                "For precious friends hid in death's dateless night," & @CRLF & _
                "And weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe," & @CRLF & _
                "And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight:" & @CRLF & _
                "Then can I grieve at grievances foregone," & @CRLF & _
                "And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er" & @CRLF & _
                "The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan," & @CRLF & _
                "Which I new pay as if not paid before." & @CRLF & _
                "  But if the while I think on thee, dear friend," & @CRLF & _
                "  All losses are restored and sorrows end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XXXI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts," & @CRLF & _
                "Which I by lacking have supposed dead," & @CRLF & _
                "And there reigns love and all love's loving parts," & @CRLF & _
                "And all those friends which I thought buried." & @CRLF & _
                "How many a holy and obsequious tear" & @CRLF & _
                "Hath dear religious love stol'n from mine eye" & @CRLF & _
                "As interest of the dead, which now appear" & @CRLF & _
                "But things removed that hidden in thee lie!" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou art the grave where buried love doth live," & @CRLF & _
                "Hung with the trophies of my lovers gone," & @CRLF & _
                "Who all their parts of me to thee did give;" & @CRLF & _
                "That due of many now is thine alone:" & @CRLF & _
                "  Their images I loved I view in thee," & @CRLF & _
                "  And thou, all they, hast all the all of me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XXXII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "If thou survive my well-contented day," & @CRLF & _
                "When that churl Death my bones with dust shall cover," & @CRLF & _
                "And shalt by fortune once more re-survey" & @CRLF & _
                "These poor rude lines of thy deceased lover," & @CRLF & _
                "Compare them with the bettering of the time," & @CRLF & _
                "And though they be outstripp'd by every pen," & @CRLF & _
                "Reserve them for my love, not for their rhyme," & @CRLF & _
                "Exceeded by the height of happier men." & @CRLF & _
                "O, then vouchsafe me but this loving thought:" & @CRLF & _
                "'Had my friend's Muse grown with this growing age," & @CRLF & _
                "A dearer birth than this his love had brought," & @CRLF & _
                "To march in ranks of better equipage:" & @CRLF & _
                "  But since he died and poets better prove," & @CRLF & _
                "  Theirs for their style I'll read, his for his love.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XXXIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Full many a glorious morning have I seen" & @CRLF & _
                "Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye," & @CRLF & _
                "Kissing with golden face the meadows green," & @CRLF & _
                "Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy;" & @CRLF & _
                "Anon permit the basest clouds to ride" & @CRLF & _
                "With ugly rack on his celestial face," & @CRLF & _
                "And from the forlorn world his visage hide," & @CRLF & _
                "Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace:" & @CRLF & _
                "Even so my sun one early morn did shine" & @CRLF & _
                "With all triumphant splendor on my brow;" & @CRLF & _
                "But out, alack! he was but one hour mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now." & @CRLF & _
                "  Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth;" & @CRLF & _
                "  Suns of the world may stain when heaven's sun staineth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XXXIV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day," & @CRLF & _
                "And make me travel forth without my cloak," & @CRLF & _
                "To let base clouds o'ertake me in my way," & @CRLF & _
                "Hiding thy bravery in their rotten smoke?" & @CRLF & _
                "'Tis not enough that through the cloud thou break," & @CRLF & _
                "To dry the rain on my storm-beaten face," & @CRLF & _
                "For no man well of such a salve can speak" & @CRLF & _
                "That heals the wound and cures not the disgrace:" & @CRLF & _
                "Nor can thy shame give physic to my grief;" & @CRLF & _
                "Though thou repent, yet I have still the loss:" & @CRLF & _
                "The offender's sorrow lends but weak relief" & @CRLF & _
                "To him that bears the strong offence's cross." & @CRLF & _
                "  Ah! but those tears are pearl which thy love sheds," & @CRLF & _
                "  And they are rich and ransom all ill deeds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XXXV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "No more be grieved at that which thou hast done:" & @CRLF & _
                "Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud;" & @CRLF & _
                "Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun," & @CRLF & _
                "And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud." & @CRLF & _
                "All men make faults, and even I in this," & @CRLF & _
                "Authorizing thy trespass with compare," & @CRLF & _
                "Myself corrupting, salving thy amiss," & @CRLF & _
                "Excusing thy sins more than thy sins are;" & @CRLF & _
                "For to thy sensual fault I bring in sense--" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy adverse party is thy advocate--" & @CRLF & _
                "And 'gainst myself a lawful plea commence:" & @CRLF & _
                "Such civil war is in my love and hate" & @CRLF & _
                "  That I an accessary needs must be" & @CRLF & _
                "  To that sweet thief which sourly robs from me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XXXVI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Let me confess that we two must be twain," & @CRLF & _
                "Although our undivided loves are one:" & @CRLF & _
                "So shall those blots that do with me remain" & @CRLF & _
                "Without thy help by me be borne alone." & @CRLF & _
                "In our two loves there is but one respect," & @CRLF & _
                "Though in our lives a separable spite," & @CRLF & _
                "Which though it alter not love's sole effect," & @CRLF & _
                "Yet doth it steal sweet hours from love's delight." & @CRLF & _
                "I may not evermore acknowledge thee," & @CRLF & _
                "Lest my bewailed guilt should do thee shame," & @CRLF & _
                "Nor thou with public kindness honour me," & @CRLF & _
                "Unless thou take that honour from thy name:" & @CRLF & _
                "  But do not so; I love thee in such sort" & @CRLF & _
                "  As, thou being mine, mine is thy good report." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XXXVII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "As a decrepit father takes delight" & @CRLF & _
                "To see his active child do deeds of youth," & @CRLF & _
                "So I, made lame by fortune's dearest spite," & @CRLF & _
                "Take all my comfort of thy worth and truth." & @CRLF & _
                "For whether beauty, birth, or wealth, or wit," & @CRLF & _
                "Or any of these all, or all, or more," & @CRLF & _
                "Entitled in thy parts do crowned sit," & @CRLF & _
                "I make my love engrafted to this store:" & @CRLF & _
                "So then I am not lame, poor, nor despised," & @CRLF & _
                "Whilst that this shadow doth such substance give" & @CRLF & _
                "That I in thy abundance am sufficed" & @CRLF & _
                "And by a part of all thy glory live." & @CRLF & _
                "  Look, what is best, that best I wish in thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "  This wish I have; then ten times happy me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XXXVIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "How can my Muse want subject to invent," & @CRLF & _
                "While thou dost breathe, that pour'st into my verse" & @CRLF & _
                "Thine own sweet argument, too excellent" & @CRLF & _
                "For every vulgar paper to rehearse?" & @CRLF & _
                "O, give thyself the thanks, if aught in me" & @CRLF & _
                "Worthy perusal stand against thy sight;" & @CRLF & _
                "For who's so dumb that cannot write to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "When thou thyself dost give invention light?" & @CRLF & _
                "Be thou the tenth Muse, ten times more in worth" & @CRLF & _
                "Than those old nine which rhymers invocate;" & @CRLF & _
                "And he that calls on thee, let him bring forth" & @CRLF & _
                "Eternal numbers to outlive long date." & @CRLF & _
                "  If my slight Muse do please these curious days," & @CRLF & _
                "  The pain be mine, but thine shall be the praise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XXXIX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "O, how thy worth with manners may I sing," & @CRLF & _
                "When thou art all the better part of me?" & @CRLF & _
                "What can mine own praise to mine own self bring?" & @CRLF & _
                "And what is 't but mine own when I praise thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "Even for this let us divided live," & @CRLF & _
                "And our dear love lose name of single one," & @CRLF & _
                "That by this separation I may give" & @CRLF & _
                "That due to thee which thou deservest alone." & @CRLF & _
                "O absence, what a torment wouldst thou prove," & @CRLF & _
                "Were it not thy sour leisure gave sweet leave" & @CRLF & _
                "To entertain the time with thoughts of love," & @CRLF & _
                "Which time and thoughts so sweetly doth deceive," & @CRLF & _
                "  And that thou teachest how to make one twain," & @CRLF & _
                "  By praising him here who doth hence remain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XL." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all;" & @CRLF & _
                "What hast thou then more than thou hadst before?" & @CRLF & _
                "No love, my love, that thou mayst true love call;" & @CRLF & _
                "All mine was thine before thou hadst this more." & @CRLF & _
                "Then if for my love thou my love receivest," & @CRLF & _
                "I cannot blame thee for my love thou usest;" & @CRLF & _
                "But yet be blamed, if thou thyself deceivest" & @CRLF & _
                "By wilful taste of what thyself refusest." & @CRLF & _
                "I do forgive thy robbery, gentle thief," & @CRLF & _
                "Although thou steal thee all my poverty;" & @CRLF & _
                "And yet, love knows, it is a greater grief" & @CRLF & _
                "To bear love's wrong than hate's known injury." & @CRLF & _
                "  Lascivious grace, in whom all ill well shows," & @CRLF & _
                "  Kill me with spites; yet we must not be foes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XLI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Those petty wrongs that liberty commits," & @CRLF & _
                "When I am sometime absent from thy heart," & @CRLF & _
                "Thy beauty and thy years full well befits," & @CRLF & _
                "For still temptation follows where thou art." & @CRLF & _
                "Gentle thou art and therefore to be won," & @CRLF & _
                "Beauteous thou art, therefore to be assailed;" & @CRLF & _
                "And when a woman woos, what woman's son" & @CRLF & _
                "Will sourly leave her till she have prevailed?" & @CRLF & _
                "Ay me! but yet thou mightest my seat forbear," & @CRLF & _
                "And chide try beauty and thy straying youth," & @CRLF & _
                "Who lead thee in their riot even there" & @CRLF & _
                "Where thou art forced to break a twofold truth," & @CRLF & _
                "  Hers by thy beauty tempting her to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "  Thine, by thy beauty being false to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XLII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "That thou hast her, it is not all my grief," & @CRLF & _
                "And yet it may be said I loved her dearly;" & @CRLF & _
                "That she hath thee, is of my wailing chief," & @CRLF & _
                "A loss in love that touches me more nearly." & @CRLF & _
                "Loving offenders, thus I will excuse ye:" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou dost love her, because thou knowst I love her;" & @CRLF & _
                "And for my sake even so doth she abuse me," & @CRLF & _
                "Suffering my friend for my sake to approve her." & @CRLF & _
                "If I lose thee, my loss is my love's gain," & @CRLF & _
                "And losing her, my friend hath found that loss;" & @CRLF & _
                "Both find each other, and I lose both twain," & @CRLF & _
                "And both for my sake lay on me this cross:" & @CRLF & _
                "  But here's the joy; my friend and I are one;" & @CRLF & _
                "  Sweet flattery! then she loves but me alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XLIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see," & @CRLF & _
                "For all the day they view things unrespected;" & @CRLF & _
                "But when I sleep, in dreams they look on thee," & @CRLF & _
                "And darkly bright are bright in dark directed." & @CRLF & _
                "Then thou, whose shadow shadows doth make bright," & @CRLF & _
                "How would thy shadow's form form happy show" & @CRLF & _
                "To the clear day with thy much clearer light," & @CRLF & _
                "When to unseeing eyes thy shade shines so!" & @CRLF & _
                "How would, I say, mine eyes be blessed made" & @CRLF & _
                "By looking on thee in the living day," & @CRLF & _
                "When in dead night thy fair imperfect shade" & @CRLF & _
                "Through heavy sleep on sightless eyes doth stay!" & @CRLF & _
                "  All days are nights to see till I see thee," & @CRLF & _
                "  And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XLIV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "If the dull substance of my flesh were thought," & @CRLF & _
                "Injurious distance should not stop my way;" & @CRLF & _
                "For then despite of space I would be brought," & @CRLF & _
                "From limits far remote where thou dost stay." & @CRLF & _
                "No matter then although my foot did stand" & @CRLF & _
                "Upon the farthest earth removed from thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "For nimble thought can jump both sea and land" & @CRLF & _
                "As soon as think the place where he would be." & @CRLF & _
                "But ah! thought kills me that I am not thought," & @CRLF & _
                "To leap large lengths of miles when thou art gone," & @CRLF & _
                "But that so much of earth and water wrought" & @CRLF & _
                "I must attend time's leisure with my moan," & @CRLF & _
                "  Receiving nought by elements so slow" & @CRLF & _
                "  But heavy tears, badges of either's woe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XLV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "The other two, slight air and purging fire," & @CRLF & _
                "Are both with thee, wherever I abide;" & @CRLF & _
                "The first my thought, the other my desire," & @CRLF & _
                "These present-absent with swift motion slide." & @CRLF & _
                "For when these quicker elements are gone" & @CRLF & _
                "In tender embassy of love to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "My life, being made of four, with two alone" & @CRLF & _
                "Sinks down to death, oppress'd with melancholy;" & @CRLF & _
                "Until life's composition be recured" & @CRLF & _
                "By those swift messengers return'd from thee," & @CRLF & _
                "Who even but now come back again, assured" & @CRLF & _
                "Of thy fair health, recounting it to me:" & @CRLF & _
                "  This told, I joy; but then no longer glad," & @CRLF & _
                "  I send them back again and straight grow sad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XLVI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war" & @CRLF & _
                "How to divide the conquest of thy sight;" & @CRLF & _
                "Mine eye my heart thy picture's sight would bar," & @CRLF & _
                "My heart mine eye the freedom of that right." & @CRLF & _
                "My heart doth plead that thou in him dost lie--" & @CRLF & _
                "A closet never pierced with crystal eyes--" & @CRLF & _
                "But the defendant doth that plea deny" & @CRLF & _
                "And says in him thy fair appearance lies." & @CRLF & _
                "To 'cide this title is impanneled" & @CRLF & _
                "A quest of thoughts, all tenants to the heart," & @CRLF & _
                "And by their verdict is determined" & @CRLF & _
                "The clear eye's moiety and the dear heart's part:" & @CRLF & _
                "  As thus; mine eye's due is thy outward part," & @CRLF & _
                "  And my heart's right thy inward love of heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XLVII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took," & @CRLF & _
                "And each doth good turns now unto the other:" & @CRLF & _
                "When that mine eye is famish'd for a look," & @CRLF & _
                "Or heart in love with sighs himself doth smother," & @CRLF & _
                "With my love's picture then my eye doth feast" & @CRLF & _
                "And to the painted banquet bids my heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "Another time mine eye is my heart's guest" & @CRLF & _
                "And in his thoughts of love doth share a part:" & @CRLF & _
                "So, either by thy picture or my love," & @CRLF & _
                "Thyself away art resent still with me;" & @CRLF & _
                "For thou not farther than my thoughts canst move," & @CRLF & _
                "And I am still with them and they with thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "  Or, if they sleep, thy picture in my sight" & @CRLF & _
                "  Awakes my heart to heart's and eye's delight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XLVIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "How careful was I, when I took my way," & @CRLF & _
                "Each trifle under truest bars to thrust," & @CRLF & _
                "That to my use it might unused stay" & @CRLF & _
                "From hands of falsehood, in sure wards of trust!" & @CRLF & _
                "But thou, to whom my jewels trifles are," & @CRLF & _
                "Most worthy of comfort, now my greatest grief," & @CRLF & _
                "Thou, best of dearest and mine only care," & @CRLF & _
                "Art left the prey of every vulgar thief." & @CRLF & _
                "Thee have I not lock'd up in any chest," & @CRLF & _
                "Save where thou art not, though I feel thou art," & @CRLF & _
                "Within the gentle closure of my breast," & @CRLF & _
                "From whence at pleasure thou mayst come and part;" & @CRLF & _
                "  And even thence thou wilt be stol'n, I fear," & @CRLF & _
                "  For truth proves thievish for a prize so dear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XLIX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Against that time, if ever that time come," & @CRLF & _
                "When I shall see thee frown on my defects," & @CRLF & _
                "When as thy love hath cast his utmost sum," & @CRLF & _
                "Call'd to that audit by advised respects;" & @CRLF & _
                "Against that time when thou shalt strangely pass" & @CRLF & _
                "And scarcely greet me with that sun thine eye," & @CRLF & _
                "When love, converted from the thing it was," & @CRLF & _
                "Shall reasons find of settled gravity,--" & @CRLF & _
                "Against that time do I ensconce me here" & @CRLF & _
                "Within the knowledge of mine own desert," & @CRLF & _
                "And this my hand against myself uprear," & @CRLF & _
                "To guard the lawful reasons on thy part:" & @CRLF & _
                "  To leave poor me thou hast the strength of laws," & @CRLF & _
                "  Since why to love I can allege no cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "L." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "How heavy do I journey on the way," & @CRLF & _
                "When what I seek, my weary travel's end," & @CRLF & _
                "Doth teach that ease and that repose to say" & @CRLF & _
                "'Thus far the miles are measured from thy friend!'" & @CRLF & _
                "The beast that bears me, tired with my woe," & @CRLF & _
                "Plods dully on, to bear that weight in me," & @CRLF & _
                "As if by some instinct the wretch did know" & @CRLF & _
                "His rider loved not speed, being made from thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "The bloody spur cannot provoke him on" & @CRLF & _
                "That sometimes anger thrusts into his hide;" & @CRLF & _
                "Which heavily he answers with a groan," & @CRLF & _
                "More sharp to me than spurring to his side;" & @CRLF & _
                "  For that same groan doth put this in my mind;" & @CRLF & _
                "  My grief lies onward and my joy behind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thus can my love excuse the slow offence" & @CRLF & _
                "Of my dull bearer when from thee I speed:" & @CRLF & _
                "From where thou art why should I haste me thence?" & @CRLF & _
                "Till I return, of posting is no need." & @CRLF & _
                "O, what excuse will my poor beast then find," & @CRLF & _
                "When swift extremity can seem but slow?" & @CRLF & _
                "Then should I spur, though mounted on the wind;" & @CRLF & _
                "In winged speed no motion shall I know:" & @CRLF & _
                "Then can no horse with my desire keep pace;" & @CRLF & _
                "Therefore desire of perfect'st love being made," & @CRLF & _
                "Shall neigh--no dull flesh--in his fiery race;" & @CRLF & _
                "But love, for love, thus shall excuse my jade;" & @CRLF & _
                "  Since from thee going he went wilful-slow," & @CRLF & _
                "  Towards thee I'll run, and give him leave to go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "So am I as the rich, whose blessed key" & @CRLF & _
                "Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure," & @CRLF & _
                "The which he will not every hour survey," & @CRLF & _
                "For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare," & @CRLF & _
                "Since, seldom coming, in the long year set," & @CRLF & _
                "Like stones of worth they thinly placed are," & @CRLF & _
                "Or captain jewels in the carcanet." & @CRLF & _
                "So is the time that keeps you as my chest," & @CRLF & _
                "Or as the wardrobe which the robe doth hide," & @CRLF & _
                "To make some special instant special blest," & @CRLF & _
                "By new unfolding his imprison'd pride." & @CRLF & _
                "  Blessed are you, whose worthiness gives scope," & @CRLF & _
                "  Being had, to triumph, being lack'd, to hope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "What is your substance, whereof are you made," & @CRLF & _
                "That millions of strange shadows on you tend?" & @CRLF & _
                "Since every one hath, every one, one shade," & @CRLF & _
                "And you, but one, can every shadow lend." & @CRLF & _
                "Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit" & @CRLF & _
                "Is poorly imitated after you;" & @CRLF & _
                "On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set," & @CRLF & _
                "And you in Grecian tires are painted new:" & @CRLF & _
                "Speak of the spring and foison of the year;" & @CRLF & _
                "The one doth shadow of your beauty show," & @CRLF & _
                "The other as your bounty doth appear;" & @CRLF & _
                "And you in every blessed shape we know." & @CRLF & _
                "  In all external grace you have some part," & @CRLF & _
                "  But you like none, none you, for constant heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LIV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem" & @CRLF & _
                "By that sweet ornament which truth doth give!" & @CRLF & _
                "The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem" & @CRLF & _
                "For that sweet odour which doth in it live." & @CRLF & _
                "The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye" & @CRLF & _
                "As the perfumed tincture of the roses," & @CRLF & _
                "Hang on such thorns and play as wantonly" & @CRLF & _
                "When summer's breath their masked buds discloses:" & @CRLF & _
                "But, for their virtue only is their show," & @CRLF & _
                "They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade," & @CRLF & _
                "Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so;" & @CRLF & _
                "Of their sweet deaths are sweetest odours made:" & @CRLF & _
                "  And so of you, beauteous and lovely youth," & @CRLF & _
                "  When that shall fade, my verse distills your truth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Not marble, nor the gilded monuments" & @CRLF & _
                "Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme;" & @CRLF & _
                "But you shall shine more bright in these contents" & @CRLF & _
                "Than unswept stone besmear'd with sluttish time." & @CRLF & _
                "When wasteful war shall statues overturn," & @CRLF & _
                "And broils root out the work of masonry," & @CRLF & _
                "Nor Mars his sword nor war's quick fire shall burn" & @CRLF & _
                "The living record of your memory." & @CRLF & _
                "'Gainst death and all-oblivious enmity" & @CRLF & _
                "Shall you pace forth; your praise shall still find room" & @CRLF & _
                "Even in the eyes of all posterity" & @CRLF & _
                "That wear this world out to the ending doom." & @CRLF & _
                "  So, till the judgment that yourself arise," & @CRLF & _
                "  You live in this, and dwell in lover's eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LVI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sweet love, renew thy force; be it not said" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy edge should blunter be than appetite," & @CRLF & _
                "Which but to-day by feeding is allay'd," & @CRLF & _
                "To-morrow sharpen'd in his former might:" & @CRLF & _
                "So, love, be thou; although to-day thou fill" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy hungry eyes even till they wink with fullness," & @CRLF & _
                "To-morrow see again, and do not kill" & @CRLF & _
                "The spirit of love with a perpetual dullness." & @CRLF & _
                "Let this sad interim like the ocean be" & @CRLF & _
                "Which parts the shore, where two contracted new" & @CRLF & _
                "Come daily to the banks, that, when they see" & @CRLF & _
                "Return of love, more blest may be the view;" & @CRLF & _
                "  Else call it winter, which being full of care" & @CRLF & _
                "  Makes summer's welcome thrice more wish'd, more rare." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LVII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Being your slave, what should I do but tend" & @CRLF & _
                "Upon the hours and times of your desire?" & @CRLF & _
                "I have no precious time at all to spend," & @CRLF & _
                "Nor services to do, till you require." & @CRLF & _
                "Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour" & @CRLF & _
                "Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you," & @CRLF & _
                "Nor think the bitterness of absence sour" & @CRLF & _
                "When you have bid your servant once adieu;" & @CRLF & _
                "Nor dare I question with my jealous thought" & @CRLF & _
                "Where you may be, or your affairs suppose," & @CRLF & _
                "But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought" & @CRLF & _
                "Save, where you are how happy you make those." & @CRLF & _
                "  So true a fool is love that in your will," & @CRLF & _
                "  Though you do any thing, he thinks no ill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LVIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "That god forbid that made me first your slave," & @CRLF & _
                "I should in thought control your times of pleasure," & @CRLF & _
                "Or at your hand the account of hours to crave," & @CRLF & _
                "Being your vassal, bound to stay your leisure!" & @CRLF & _
                "O, let me suffer, being at your beck," & @CRLF & _
                "The imprison'd absence of your liberty;" & @CRLF & _
                "And patience, tame to sufferance, bide each cheque," & @CRLF & _
                "Without accusing you of injury." & @CRLF & _
                "Be where you list, your charter is so strong" & @CRLF & _
                "That you yourself may privilege your time" & @CRLF & _
                "To what you will; to you it doth belong" & @CRLF & _
                "Yourself to pardon of self-doing crime." & @CRLF & _
                "  I am to wait, though waiting so be hell;" & @CRLF & _
                "  Not blame your pleasure, be it ill or well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LIX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "If there be nothing new, but that which is" & @CRLF & _
                "Hath been before, how are our brains beguiled," & @CRLF & _
                "Which, labouring for invention, bear amiss" & @CRLF & _
                "The second burden of a former child!" & @CRLF & _
                "O, that record could with a backward look," & @CRLF & _
                "Even of five hundred courses of the sun," & @CRLF & _
                "Show me your image in some antique book," & @CRLF & _
                "Since mind at first in character was done!" & @CRLF & _
                "That I might see what the old world could say" & @CRLF & _
                "To this composed wonder of your frame;" & @CRLF & _
                "Whether we are mended, or whether better they," & @CRLF & _
                "Or whether revolution be the same." & @CRLF & _
                "  O, sure I am, the wits of former days" & @CRLF & _
                "  To subjects worse have given admiring praise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore," & @CRLF & _
                "So do our minutes hasten to their end;" & @CRLF & _
                "Each changing place with that which goes before," & @CRLF & _
                "In sequent toil all forwards do contend." & @CRLF & _
                "Nativity, once in the main of light," & @CRLF & _
                "Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown'd," & @CRLF & _
                "Crooked elipses 'gainst his glory fight," & @CRLF & _
                "And Time that gave doth now his gift confound." & @CRLF & _
                "Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth" & @CRLF & _
                "And delves the parallels in beauty's brow," & @CRLF & _
                "Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth," & @CRLF & _
                "And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow:" & @CRLF & _
                "  And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand," & @CRLF & _
                "  Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Is it thy will thy image should keep open" & @CRLF & _
                "My heavy eyelids to the weary night?" & @CRLF & _
                "Dost thou desire my slumbers should be broken," & @CRLF & _
                "While shadows like to thee do mock my sight?" & @CRLF & _
                "Is it thy spirit that thou send'st from thee" & @CRLF & _
                "So far from home into my deeds to pry," & @CRLF & _
                "To find out shames and idle hours in me," & @CRLF & _
                "The scope and tenor of thy jealousy?" & @CRLF & _
                "O, no! thy love, though much, is not so great:" & @CRLF & _
                "It is my love that keeps mine eye awake;" & @CRLF & _
                "Mine own true love that doth my rest defeat," & @CRLF & _
                "To play the watchman ever for thy sake:" & @CRLF & _
                "  For thee watch I whilst thou dost wake elsewhere," & @CRLF & _
                "  From me far off, with others all too near." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye" & @CRLF & _
                "And all my soul and all my every part;" & @CRLF & _
                "And for this sin there is no remedy," & @CRLF & _
                "It is so grounded inward in my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "Methinks no face so gracious is as mine," & @CRLF & _
                "No shape so true, no truth of such account;" & @CRLF & _
                "And for myself mine own worth do define," & @CRLF & _
                "As I all other in all worths surmount." & @CRLF & _
                "But when my glass shows me myself indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "Beated and chopp'd with tann'd antiquity," & @CRLF & _
                "Mine own self-love quite contrary I read;" & @CRLF & _
                "Self so self-loving were iniquity." & @CRLF & _
                "  'Tis thee, myself, that for myself I praise," & @CRLF & _
                "  Painting my age with beauty of thy days." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Against my love shall be, as I am now," & @CRLF & _
                "With Time's injurious hand crush'd and o'er-worn;" & @CRLF & _
                "When hours have drain'd his blood and fill'd his brow" & @CRLF & _
                "With lines and wrinkles; when his youthful morn" & @CRLF & _
                "Hath travell'd on to age's steepy night," & @CRLF & _
                "And all those beauties whereof now he's king" & @CRLF & _
                "Are vanishing or vanish'd out of sight," & @CRLF & _
                "Stealing away the treasure of his spring;" & @CRLF & _
                "For such a time do I now fortify" & @CRLF & _
                "Against confounding age's cruel knife," & @CRLF & _
                "That he shall never cut from memory" & @CRLF & _
                "My sweet love's beauty, though my lover's life:" & @CRLF & _
                "  His beauty shall in these black lines be seen," & @CRLF & _
                "  And they shall live, and he in them still green." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXIV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "When I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced" & @CRLF & _
                "The rich proud cost of outworn buried age;" & @CRLF & _
                "When sometime lofty towers I see down-razed" & @CRLF & _
                "And brass eternal slave to mortal rage;" & @CRLF & _
                "When I have seen the hungry ocean gain" & @CRLF & _
                "Advantage on the kingdom of the shore," & @CRLF & _
                "And the firm soil win of the watery main," & @CRLF & _
                "Increasing store with loss and loss with store;" & @CRLF & _
                "When I have seen such interchange of state," & @CRLF & _
                "Or state itself confounded to decay;" & @CRLF & _
                "Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate," & @CRLF & _
                "That Time will come and take my love away." & @CRLF & _
                "  This thought is as a death, which cannot choose" & @CRLF & _
                "  But weep to have that which it fears to lose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea," & @CRLF & _
                "But sad mortality o'er-sways their power," & @CRLF & _
                "How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea," & @CRLF & _
                "Whose action is no stronger than a flower?" & @CRLF & _
                "O, how shall summer's honey breath hold out" & @CRLF & _
                "Against the wreckful siege of battering days," & @CRLF & _
                "When rocks impregnable are not so stout," & @CRLF & _
                "Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays?" & @CRLF & _
                "O fearful meditation! where, alack," & @CRLF & _
                "Shall Time's best jewel from Time's chest lie hid?" & @CRLF & _
                "Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back?" & @CRLF & _
                "Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid?" & @CRLF & _
                "  O, none, unless this miracle have might," & @CRLF & _
                "  That in black ink my love may still shine bright." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXVI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Tired with all these, for restful death I cry," & @CRLF & _
                "As, to behold desert a beggar born," & @CRLF & _
                "And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity," & @CRLF & _
                "And purest faith unhappily forsworn," & @CRLF & _
                "And guilded honour shamefully misplaced," & @CRLF & _
                "And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted," & @CRLF & _
                "And right perfection wrongfully disgraced," & @CRLF & _
                "And strength by limping sway disabled," & @CRLF & _
                "And art made tongue-tied by authority," & @CRLF & _
                "And folly doctor-like controlling skill," & @CRLF & _
                "And simple truth miscall'd simplicity," & @CRLF & _
                "And captive good attending captain ill:" & @CRLF & _
                "  Tired with all these, from these would I be gone," & @CRLF & _
                "  Save that, to die, I leave my love alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXVII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Ah! wherefore with infection should he live," & @CRLF & _
                "And with his presence grace impiety," & @CRLF & _
                "That sin by him advantage should achieve" & @CRLF & _
                "And lace itself with his society?" & @CRLF & _
                "Why should false painting imitate his cheek" & @CRLF & _
                "And steal dead seeing of his living hue?" & @CRLF & _
                "Why should poor beauty indirectly seek" & @CRLF & _
                "Roses of shadow, since his rose is true?" & @CRLF & _
                "Why should he live, now Nature bankrupt is," & @CRLF & _
                "Beggar'd of blood to blush through lively veins?" & @CRLF & _
                "For she hath no exchequer now but his," & @CRLF & _
                "And, proud of many, lives upon his gains." & @CRLF & _
                "  O, him she stores, to show what wealth she had" & @CRLF & _
                "  In days long since, before these last so bad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXVIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn," & @CRLF & _
                "When beauty lived and died as flowers do now," & @CRLF & _
                "Before the bastard signs of fair were born," & @CRLF & _
                "Or durst inhabit on a living brow;" & @CRLF & _
                "Before the golden tresses of the dead," & @CRLF & _
                "The right of sepulchres, were shorn away," & @CRLF & _
                "To live a second life on second head;" & @CRLF & _
                "Ere beauty's dead fleece made another gay:" & @CRLF & _
                "In him those holy antique hours are seen," & @CRLF & _
                "Without all ornament, itself and true," & @CRLF & _
                "Making no summer of another's green," & @CRLF & _
                "Robbing no old to dress his beauty new;" & @CRLF & _
                "  And him as for a map doth Nature store," & @CRLF & _
                "  To show false Art what beauty was of yore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXIX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Those parts of thee that the world's eye doth view" & @CRLF & _
                "Want nothing that the thought of hearts can mend;" & @CRLF & _
                "All tongues, the voice of souls, give thee that due," & @CRLF & _
                "Uttering bare truth, even so as foes commend." & @CRLF & _
                "Thy outward thus with outward praise is crown'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "But those same tongues that give thee so thine own" & @CRLF & _
                "In other accents do this praise confound" & @CRLF & _
                "By seeing farther than the eye hath shown." & @CRLF & _
                "They look into the beauty of thy mind," & @CRLF & _
                "And that, in guess, they measure by thy deeds;" & @CRLF & _
                "Then, churls, their thoughts, although their eyes were kind," & @CRLF & _
                "To thy fair flower add the rank smell of weeds:" & @CRLF & _
                "  But why thy odour matcheth not thy show," & @CRLF & _
                "  The solve is this, that thou dost common grow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect," & @CRLF & _
                "For slander's mark was ever yet the fair;" & @CRLF & _
                "The ornament of beauty is suspect," & @CRLF & _
                "A crow that flies in heaven's sweetest air." & @CRLF & _
                "So thou be good, slander doth but approve" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy worth the greater, being woo'd of time;" & @CRLF & _
                "For canker vice the sweetest buds doth love," & @CRLF & _
                "And thou present'st a pure unstained prime." & @CRLF & _
                "Thou hast pass'd by the ambush of young days," & @CRLF & _
                "Either not assail'd or victor being charged;" & @CRLF & _
                "Yet this thy praise cannot be so thy praise," & @CRLF & _
                "To tie up envy evermore enlarged:" & @CRLF & _
                "  If some suspect of ill mask'd not thy show," & @CRLF & _
                "  Then thou alone kingdoms of hearts shouldst owe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXXI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "No longer mourn for me when I am dead" & @CRLF & _
                "Then you shall hear the surly sullen bell" & @CRLF & _
                "Give warning to the world that I am fled" & @CRLF & _
                "From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell:" & @CRLF & _
                "Nay, if you read this line, remember not" & @CRLF & _
                "The hand that writ it; for I love you so" & @CRLF & _
                "That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot" & @CRLF & _
                "If thinking on me then should make you woe." & @CRLF & _
                "O, if, I say, you look upon this verse" & @CRLF & _
                "When I perhaps compounded am with clay," & @CRLF & _
                "Do not so much as my poor name rehearse." & @CRLF & _
                "But let your love even with my life decay," & @CRLF & _
                "  Lest the wise world should look into your moan" & @CRLF & _
                "  And mock you with me after I am gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXXII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "O, lest the world should task you to recite" & @CRLF & _
                "What merit lived in me, that you should love" & @CRLF & _
                "After my death, dear love, forget me quite," & @CRLF & _
                "For you in me can nothing worthy prove;" & @CRLF & _
                "Unless you would devise some virtuous lie," & @CRLF & _
                "To do more for me than mine own desert," & @CRLF & _
                "And hang more praise upon deceased I" & @CRLF & _
                "Than niggard truth would willingly impart:" & @CRLF & _
                "O, lest your true love may seem false in this," & @CRLF & _
                "That you for love speak well of me untrue," & @CRLF & _
                "My name be buried where my body is," & @CRLF & _
                "And live no more to shame nor me nor you." & @CRLF & _
                "  For I am shamed by that which I bring forth," & @CRLF & _
                "  And so should you, to love things nothing worth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXXIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "That time of year thou mayst in me behold" & @CRLF & _
                "When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang" & @CRLF & _
                "Upon those boughs which shake against the cold," & @CRLF & _
                "Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang." & @CRLF & _
                "In me thou seest the twilight of such day" & @CRLF & _
                "As after sunset fadeth in the west," & @CRLF & _
                "Which by and by black night doth take away," & @CRLF & _
                "Death's second self, that seals up all in rest." & @CRLF & _
                "In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire" & @CRLF & _
                "That on the ashes of his youth doth lie," & @CRLF & _
                "As the death-bed whereon it must expire" & @CRLF & _
                "Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by." & @CRLF & _
                "  This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong," & @CRLF & _
                "  To love that well which thou must leave ere long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXXIV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "But be contented: when that fell arrest" & @CRLF & _
                "Without all bail shall carry me away," & @CRLF & _
                "My life hath in this line some interest," & @CRLF & _
                "Which for memorial still with thee shall stay." & @CRLF & _
                "When thou reviewest this, thou dost review" & @CRLF & _
                "The very part was consecrate to thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "The earth can have but earth, which is his due;" & @CRLF & _
                "My spirit is thine, the better part of me:" & @CRLF & _
                "So then thou hast but lost the dregs of life," & @CRLF & _
                "The prey of worms, my body being dead," & @CRLF & _
                "The coward conquest of a wretch's knife," & @CRLF & _
                "Too base of thee to be remembered." & @CRLF & _
                "  The worth of that is that which it contains," & @CRLF & _
                "  And that is this, and this with thee remains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXXV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "So are you to my thoughts as food to life," & @CRLF & _
                "Or as sweet-season'd showers are to the ground;" & @CRLF & _
                "And for the peace of you I hold such strife" & @CRLF & _
                "As 'twixt a miser and his wealth is found;" & @CRLF & _
                "Now proud as an enjoyer and anon" & @CRLF & _
                "Doubting the filching age will steal his treasure," & @CRLF & _
                "Now counting best to be with you alone," & @CRLF & _
                "Then better'd that the world may see my pleasure;" & @CRLF & _
                "Sometime all full with feasting on your sight" & @CRLF & _
                "And by and by clean starved for a look;" & @CRLF & _
                "Possessing or pursuing no delight," & @CRLF & _
                "Save what is had or must from you be took." & @CRLF & _
                "  Thus do I pine and surfeit day by day," & @CRLF & _
                "  Or gluttoning on all, or all away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXXVI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Why is my verse so barren of new pride," & @CRLF & _
                "So far from variation or quick change?" & @CRLF & _
                "Why with the time do I not glance aside" & @CRLF & _
                "To new-found methods and to compounds strange?" & @CRLF & _
                "Why write I still all one, ever the same," & @CRLF & _
                "And keep invention in a noted weed," & @CRLF & _
                "That every word doth almost tell my name," & @CRLF & _
                "Showing their birth and where they did proceed?" & @CRLF & _
                "O, know, sweet love, I always write of you," & @CRLF & _
                "And you and love are still my argument;" & @CRLF & _
                "So all my best is dressing old words new," & @CRLF & _
                "Spending again what is already spent:" & @CRLF & _
                "  For as the sun is daily new and old," & @CRLF & _
                "  So is my love still telling what is told." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXXVII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear," & @CRLF & _
                "Thy dial how thy precious minutes waste;" & @CRLF & _
                "The vacant leaves thy mind's imprint will bear," & @CRLF & _
                "And of this book this learning mayst thou taste." & @CRLF & _
                "The wrinkles which thy glass will truly show" & @CRLF & _
                "Of mouthed graves will give thee memory;" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou by thy dial's shady stealth mayst know" & @CRLF & _
                "Time's thievish progress to eternity." & @CRLF & _
                "Look, what thy memory can not contain" & @CRLF & _
                "Commit to these waste blanks, and thou shalt find" & @CRLF & _
                "Those children nursed, deliver'd from thy brain," & @CRLF & _
                "To take a new acquaintance of thy mind." & @CRLF & _
                "  These offices, so oft as thou wilt look," & @CRLF & _
                "  Shall profit thee and much enrich thy book." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXXVIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse" & @CRLF & _
                "And found such fair assistance in my verse" & @CRLF & _
                "As every alien pen hath got my use" & @CRLF & _
                "And under thee their poesy disperse." & @CRLF & _
                "Thine eyes that taught the dumb on high to sing" & @CRLF & _
                "And heavy ignorance aloft to fly" & @CRLF & _
                "Have added feathers to the learned's wing" & @CRLF & _
                "And given grace a double majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "Yet be most proud of that which I compile," & @CRLF & _
                "Whose influence is thine and born of thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "In others' works thou dost but mend the style," & @CRLF & _
                "And arts with thy sweet graces graced be;" & @CRLF & _
                "  But thou art all my art and dost advance" & @CRLF & _
                "  As high as learning my rude ignorance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXXIX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Whilst I alone did call upon thy aid," & @CRLF & _
                "My verse alone had all thy gentle grace," & @CRLF & _
                "But now my gracious numbers are decay'd" & @CRLF & _
                "And my sick Muse doth give another place." & @CRLF & _
                "I grant, sweet love, thy lovely argument" & @CRLF & _
                "Deserves the travail of a worthier pen," & @CRLF & _
                "Yet what of thee thy poet doth invent" & @CRLF & _
                "He robs thee of and pays it thee again." & @CRLF & _
                "He lends thee virtue and he stole that word" & @CRLF & _
                "From thy behavior; beauty doth he give" & @CRLF & _
                "And found it in thy cheek; he can afford" & @CRLF & _
                "No praise to thee but what in thee doth live." & @CRLF & _
                "  Then thank him not for that which he doth say," & @CRLF & _
                "  Since what he owes thee thou thyself dost pay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXXX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "O, how I faint when I of you do write," & @CRLF & _
                "Knowing a better spirit doth use your name," & @CRLF & _
                "And in the praise thereof spends all his might," & @CRLF & _
                "To make me tongue-tied, speaking of your fame!" & @CRLF & _
                "But since your worth, wide as the ocean is," & @CRLF & _
                "The humble as the proudest sail doth bear," & @CRLF & _
                "My saucy bark inferior far to his" & @CRLF & _
                "On your broad main doth wilfully appear." & @CRLF & _
                "Your shallowest help will hold me up afloat," & @CRLF & _
                "Whilst he upon your soundless deep doth ride;" & @CRLF & _
                "Or being wreck'd, I am a worthless boat," & @CRLF & _
                "He of tall building and of goodly pride:" & @CRLF & _
                "  Then if he thrive and I be cast away," & @CRLF & _
                "  The worst was this; my love was my decay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXXXI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Or I shall live your epitaph to make," & @CRLF & _
                "Or you survive when I in earth am rotten;" & @CRLF & _
                "From hence your memory death cannot take," & @CRLF & _
                "Although in me each part will be forgotten." & @CRLF & _
                "Your name from hence immortal life shall have," & @CRLF & _
                "Though I, once gone, to all the world must die:" & @CRLF & _
                "The earth can yield me but a common grave," & @CRLF & _
                "When you entombed in men's eyes shall lie." & @CRLF & _
                "Your monument shall be my gentle verse," & @CRLF & _
                "Which eyes not yet created shall o'er-read," & @CRLF & _
                "And tongues to be your being shall rehearse" & @CRLF & _
                "When all the breathers of this world are dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "  You still shall live--such virtue hath my pen--" & @CRLF & _
                "  Where breath most breathes, even in the mouths of men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXXXII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "I grant thou wert not married to my Muse" & @CRLF & _
                "And therefore mayst without attaint o'erlook" & @CRLF & _
                "The dedicated words which writers use" & @CRLF & _
                "Of their fair subject, blessing every book" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou art as fair in knowledge as in hue," & @CRLF & _
                "Finding thy worth a limit past my praise," & @CRLF & _
                "And therefore art enforced to seek anew" & @CRLF & _
                "Some fresher stamp of the time-bettering days" & @CRLF & _
                "And do so, love; yet when they have devised" & @CRLF & _
                "What strained touches rhetoric can lend," & @CRLF & _
                "Thou truly fair wert truly sympathized" & @CRLF & _
                "In true plain words by thy true-telling friend;" & @CRLF & _
                "  And their gross painting might be better used" & @CRLF & _
                "  Where cheeks need blood; in thee it is abused." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXXXIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "I never saw that you did painting need" & @CRLF & _
                "And therefore to your fair no painting set;" & @CRLF & _
                "I found, or thought I found, you did exceed" & @CRLF & _
                "The barren tender of a poet's debt;" & @CRLF & _
                "And therefore have I slept in your report," & @CRLF & _
                "That you yourself being extant well might show" & @CRLF & _
                "How far a modern quill doth come too short," & @CRLF & _
                "Speaking of worth, what worth in you doth grow." & @CRLF & _
                "This silence for my sin you did impute," & @CRLF & _
                "Which shall be most my glory, being dumb;" & @CRLF & _
                "For I impair not beauty being mute," & @CRLF & _
                "When others would give life and bring a tomb." & @CRLF & _
                "  There lives more life in one of your fair eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "  Than both your poets can in praise devise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXXXIV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Who is it that says most? which can say more" & @CRLF & _
                "Than this rich praise, that you alone are you?" & @CRLF & _
                "In whose confine immured is the store" & @CRLF & _
                "Which should example where your equal grew." & @CRLF & _
                "Lean penury within that pen doth dwell" & @CRLF & _
                "That to his subject lends not some small glory;" & @CRLF & _
                "But he that writes of you, if he can tell" & @CRLF & _
                "That you are you, so dignifies his story," & @CRLF & _
                "Let him but copy what in you is writ," & @CRLF & _
                "Not making worse what nature made so clear," & @CRLF & _
                "And such a counterpart shall fame his wit," & @CRLF & _
                "Making his style admired every where." & @CRLF & _
                "  You to your beauteous blessings add a curse," & @CRLF & _
                "  Being fond on praise, which makes your praises worse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXXXV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still," & @CRLF & _
                "While comments of your praise, richly compiled," & @CRLF & _
                "Reserve their character with golden quill" & @CRLF & _
                "And precious phrase by all the Muses filed." & @CRLF & _
                "I think good thoughts whilst other write good words," & @CRLF & _
                "And like unletter'd clerk still cry 'Amen'" & @CRLF & _
                "To every hymn that able spirit affords" & @CRLF & _
                "In polish'd form of well-refined pen." & @CRLF & _
                "Hearing you praised, I say ''Tis so, 'tis true,'" & @CRLF & _
                "And to the most of praise add something more;" & @CRLF & _
                "But that is in my thought, whose love to you," & @CRLF & _
                "Though words come hindmost, holds his rank before." & @CRLF & _
                "  Then others for the breath of words respect," & @CRLF & _
                "  Me for my dumb thoughts, speaking in effect." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXXXVI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Was it the proud full sail of his great verse," & @CRLF & _
                "Bound for the prize of all too precious you," & @CRLF & _
                "That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse," & @CRLF & _
                "Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew?" & @CRLF & _
                "Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write" & @CRLF & _
                "Above a mortal pitch, that struck me dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "No, neither he, nor his compeers by night" & @CRLF & _
                "Giving him aid, my verse astonished." & @CRLF & _
                "He, nor that affable familiar ghost" & @CRLF & _
                "Which nightly gulls him with intelligence" & @CRLF & _
                "As victors of my silence cannot boast;" & @CRLF & _
                "I was not sick of any fear from thence:" & @CRLF & _
                "  But when your countenance fill'd up his line," & @CRLF & _
                "  Then lack'd I matter; that enfeebled mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXXXVII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing," & @CRLF & _
                "And like enough thou know'st thy estimate:" & @CRLF & _
                "The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing;" & @CRLF & _
                "My bonds in thee are all determinate." & @CRLF & _
                "For how do I hold thee but by thy granting?" & @CRLF & _
                "And for that riches where is my deserving?" & @CRLF & _
                "The cause of this fair gift in me is wanting," & @CRLF & _
                "And so my patent back again is swerving." & @CRLF & _
                "Thyself thou gavest, thy own worth then not knowing," & @CRLF & _
                "Or me, to whom thou gavest it, else mistaking;" & @CRLF & _
                "So thy great gift, upon misprision growing," & @CRLF & _
                "Comes home again, on better judgment making." & @CRLF & _
                "  Thus have I had thee, as a dream doth flatter," & @CRLF & _
                "  In sleep a king, but waking no such matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXXXVIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "When thou shalt be disposed to set me light," & @CRLF & _
                "And place my merit in the eye of scorn," & @CRLF & _
                "Upon thy side against myself I'll fight," & @CRLF & _
                "And prove thee virtuous, though thou art forsworn." & @CRLF & _
                "With mine own weakness being best acquainted," & @CRLF & _
                "Upon thy part I can set down a story" & @CRLF & _
                "Of faults conceal'd, wherein I am attainted," & @CRLF & _
                "That thou in losing me shalt win much glory:" & @CRLF & _
                "And I by this will be a gainer too;" & @CRLF & _
                "For bending all my loving thoughts on thee," & @CRLF & _
                "The injuries that to myself I do," & @CRLF & _
                "Doing thee vantage, double-vantage me." & @CRLF & _
                "  Such is my love, to thee I so belong," & @CRLF & _
                "  That for thy right myself will bear all wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LXXXIX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault," & @CRLF & _
                "And I will comment upon that offence;" & @CRLF & _
                "Speak of my lameness, and I straight will halt," & @CRLF & _
                "Against thy reasons making no defence." & @CRLF & _
                "Thou canst not, love, disgrace me half so ill," & @CRLF & _
                "To set a form upon desired change," & @CRLF & _
                "As I'll myself disgrace: knowing thy will," & @CRLF & _
                "I will acquaintance strangle and look strange," & @CRLF & _
                "Be absent from thy walks, and in my tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy sweet beloved name no more shall dwell," & @CRLF & _
                "Lest I, too much profane, should do it wrong" & @CRLF & _
                "And haply of our old acquaintance tell." & @CRLF & _
                "  For thee against myself I'll vow debate," & @CRLF & _
                "  For I must ne'er love him whom thou dost hate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XC." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now;" & @CRLF & _
                "Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross," & @CRLF & _
                "Join with the spite of fortune, make me bow," & @CRLF & _
                "And do not drop in for an after-loss:" & @CRLF & _
                "Ah, do not, when my heart hath 'scoped this sorrow," & @CRLF & _
                "Come in the rearward of a conquer'd woe;" & @CRLF & _
                "Give not a windy night a rainy morrow," & @CRLF & _
                "To linger out a purposed overthrow." & @CRLF & _
                "If thou wilt leave me, do not leave me last," & @CRLF & _
                "When other petty griefs have done their spite" & @CRLF & _
                "But in the onset come; so shall I taste" & @CRLF & _
                "At first the very worst of fortune's might," & @CRLF & _
                "  And other strains of woe, which now seem woe," & @CRLF & _
                "  Compared with loss of thee will not seem so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XCI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Some glory in their birth, some in their skill," & @CRLF & _
                "Some in their wealth, some in their bodies' force," & @CRLF & _
                "Some in their garments, though new-fangled ill," & @CRLF & _
                "Some in their hawks and hounds, some in their horse;" & @CRLF & _
                "And every humour hath his adjunct pleasure," & @CRLF & _
                "Wherein it finds a joy above the rest:" & @CRLF & _
                "But these particulars are not my measure;" & @CRLF & _
                "All these I better in one general best." & @CRLF & _
                "Thy love is better than high birth to me," & @CRLF & _
                "Richer than wealth, prouder than garments' cost," & @CRLF & _
                "Of more delight than hawks or horses be;" & @CRLF & _
                "And having thee, of all men's pride I boast:" & @CRLF & _
                "  Wretched in this alone, that thou mayst take" & @CRLF & _
                "  All this away and me most wretched make." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XCII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "But do thy worst to steal thyself away," & @CRLF & _
                "For term of life thou art assured mine," & @CRLF & _
                "And life no longer than thy love will stay," & @CRLF & _
                "For it depends upon that love of thine." & @CRLF & _
                "Then need I not to fear the worst of wrongs," & @CRLF & _
                "When in the least of them my life hath end." & @CRLF & _
                "I see a better state to me belongs" & @CRLF & _
                "Than that which on thy humour doth depend;" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou canst not vex me with inconstant mind," & @CRLF & _
                "Since that my life on thy revolt doth lie." & @CRLF & _
                "O, what a happy title do I find," & @CRLF & _
                "Happy to have thy love, happy to die!" & @CRLF & _
                "  But what's so blessed-fair that fears no blot?" & @CRLF & _
                "  Thou mayst be false, and yet I know it not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XCIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "So shall I live, supposing thou art true," & @CRLF & _
                "Like a deceived husband; so love's face" & @CRLF & _
                "May still seem love to me, though alter'd new;" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy looks with me, thy heart in other place:" & @CRLF & _
                "For there can live no hatred in thine eye," & @CRLF & _
                "Therefore in that I cannot know thy change." & @CRLF & _
                "In many's looks the false heart's history" & @CRLF & _
                "Is writ in moods and frowns and wrinkles strange," & @CRLF & _
                "But heaven in thy creation did decree" & @CRLF & _
                "That in thy face sweet love should ever dwell;" & @CRLF & _
                "Whate'er thy thoughts or thy heart's workings be," & @CRLF & _
                "Thy looks should nothing thence but sweetness tell." & @CRLF & _
                "  How like Eve's apple doth thy beauty grow," & @CRLF & _
                "  if thy sweet virtue answer not thy show!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XCIV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "They that have power to hurt and will do none," & @CRLF & _
                "That do not do the thing they most do show," & @CRLF & _
                "Who, moving others, are themselves as stone," & @CRLF & _
                "Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow," & @CRLF & _
                "They rightly do inherit heaven's graces" & @CRLF & _
                "And husband nature's riches from expense;" & @CRLF & _
                "They are the lords and owners of their faces," & @CRLF & _
                "Others but stewards of their excellence." & @CRLF & _
                "The summer's flower is to the summer sweet," & @CRLF & _
                "Though to itself it only live and die," & @CRLF & _
                "But if that flower with base infection meet," & @CRLF & _
                "The basest weed outbraves his dignity:" & @CRLF & _
                "  For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds;" & @CRLF & _
                "  Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XCV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame" & @CRLF & _
                "Which, like a canker in the fragrant rose," & @CRLF & _
                "Doth spot the beauty of thy budding name!" & @CRLF & _
                "O, in what sweets dost thou thy sins enclose!" & @CRLF & _
                "That tongue that tells the story of thy days," & @CRLF & _
                "Making lascivious comments on thy sport," & @CRLF & _
                "Cannot dispraise but in a kind of praise;" & @CRLF & _
                "Naming thy name blesses an ill report." & @CRLF & _
                "O, what a mansion have those vices got" & @CRLF & _
                "Which for their habitation chose out thee," & @CRLF & _
                "Where beauty's veil doth cover every blot," & @CRLF & _
                "And all things turn to fair that eyes can see!" & @CRLF & _
                "  Take heed, dear heart, of this large privilege;" & @CRLF & _
                "  The hardest knife ill-used doth lose his edge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XCVI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonness;" & @CRLF & _
                "Some say thy grace is youth and gentle sport;" & @CRLF & _
                "Both grace and faults are loved of more and less;" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou makest faults graces that to thee resort." & @CRLF & _
                "As on the finger of a throned queen" & @CRLF & _
                "The basest jewel will be well esteem'd," & @CRLF & _
                "So are those errors that in thee are seen" & @CRLF & _
                "To truths translated and for true things deem'd." & @CRLF & _
                "How many lambs might the stem wolf betray," & @CRLF & _
                "If like a lamb he could his looks translate!" & @CRLF & _
                "How many gazers mightst thou lead away," & @CRLF & _
                "If thou wouldst use the strength of all thy state!" & @CRLF & _
                "  But do not so; I love thee in such sort" & @CRLF & _
                "  As, thou being mine, mine is thy good report." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XCVII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "How like a winter hath my absence been" & @CRLF & _
                "From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!" & @CRLF & _
                "What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!" & @CRLF & _
                "What old December's bareness every where!" & @CRLF & _
                "And yet this time removed was summer's time," & @CRLF & _
                "The teeming autumn, big with rich increase," & @CRLF & _
                "Bearing the wanton burden of the prime," & @CRLF & _
                "Like widow'd wombs after their lords' decease:" & @CRLF & _
                "Yet this abundant issue seem'd to me" & @CRLF & _
                "But hope of orphans and unfather'd fruit;" & @CRLF & _
                "For summer and his pleasures wait on thee," & @CRLF & _
                "And, thou away, the very birds are mute;" & @CRLF & _
                "  Or, if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer" & @CRLF & _
                "  That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XCVIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "From you have I been absent in the spring," & @CRLF & _
                "When proud-pied April dress'd in all his trim" & @CRLF & _
                "Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing," & @CRLF & _
                "That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him." & @CRLF & _
                "Yet nor the lays of birds nor the sweet smell" & @CRLF & _
                "Of different flowers in odour and in hue" & @CRLF & _
                "Could make me any summer's story tell," & @CRLF & _
                "Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew;" & @CRLF & _
                "Nor did I wonder at the lily's white," & @CRLF & _
                "Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose;" & @CRLF & _
                "They were but sweet, but figures of delight," & @CRLF & _
                "Drawn after you, you pattern of all those." & @CRLF & _
                "  Yet seem'd it winter still, and, you away," & @CRLF & _
                "  As with your shadow I with these did play:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XCIX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "The forward violet thus did I chide:" & @CRLF & _
                "Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells," & @CRLF & _
                "If not from my love's breath? The purple pride" & @CRLF & _
                "Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells" & @CRLF & _
                "In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dyed." & @CRLF & _
                "The lily I condemned for thy hand," & @CRLF & _
                "And buds of marjoram had stol'n thy hair:" & @CRLF & _
                "The roses fearfully on thorns did stand," & @CRLF & _
                "One blushing shame, another white despair;" & @CRLF & _
                "A third, nor red nor white, had stol'n of both" & @CRLF & _
                "And to his robbery had annex'd thy breath;" & @CRLF & _
                "But, for his theft, in pride of all his growth" & @CRLF & _
                "A vengeful canker eat him up to death." & @CRLF & _
                "  More flowers I noted, yet I none could see" & @CRLF & _
                "  But sweet or colour it had stol'n from thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "C." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Where art thou, Muse, that thou forget'st so long" & @CRLF & _
                "To speak of that which gives thee all thy might?" & @CRLF & _
                "Spend'st thou thy fury on some worthless song," & @CRLF & _
                "Darkening thy power to lend base subjects light?" & @CRLF & _
                "Return, forgetful Muse, and straight redeem" & @CRLF & _
                "In gentle numbers time so idly spent;" & @CRLF & _
                "Sing to the ear that doth thy lays esteem" & @CRLF & _
                "And gives thy pen both skill and argument." & @CRLF & _
                "Rise, resty Muse, my love's sweet face survey," & @CRLF & _
                "If Time have any wrinkle graven there;" & @CRLF & _
                "If any, be a satire to decay," & @CRLF & _
                "And make Time's spoils despised every where." & @CRLF & _
                "  Give my love fame faster than Time wastes life;" & @CRLF & _
                "  So thou prevent'st his scythe and crooked knife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends" & @CRLF & _
                "For thy neglect of truth in beauty dyed?" & @CRLF & _
                "Both truth and beauty on my love depends;" & @CRLF & _
                "So dost thou too, and therein dignified." & @CRLF & _
                "Make answer, Muse: wilt thou not haply say" & @CRLF & _
                "'Truth needs no colour, with his colour fix'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "Beauty no pencil, beauty's truth to lay;" & @CRLF & _
                "But best is best, if never intermix'd?'" & @CRLF & _
                "Because he needs no praise, wilt thou be dumb?" & @CRLF & _
                "Excuse not silence so; for't lies in thee" & @CRLF & _
                "To make him much outlive a gilded tomb," & @CRLF & _
                "And to be praised of ages yet to be." & @CRLF & _
                "  Then do thy office, Muse; I teach thee how" & @CRLF & _
                "  To make him seem long hence as he shows now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "My love is strengthen'd, though more weak in seeming;" & @CRLF & _
                "I love not less, though less the show appear:" & @CRLF & _
                "That love is merchandized whose rich esteeming" & @CRLF & _
                "The owner's tongue doth publish every where." & @CRLF & _
                "Our love was new and then but in the spring" & @CRLF & _
                "When I was wont to greet it with my lays," & @CRLF & _
                "As Philomel in summer's front doth sing" & @CRLF & _
                "And stops her pipe in growth of riper days:" & @CRLF & _
                "Not that the summer is less pleasant now" & @CRLF & _
                "Than when her mournful hymns did hush the night," & @CRLF & _
                "But that wild music burthens every bough" & @CRLF & _
                "And sweets grown common lose their dear delight." & @CRLF & _
                "  Therefore like her I sometime hold my tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "  Because I would not dull you with my song." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Alack, what poverty my Muse brings forth," & @CRLF & _
                "That having such a scope to show her pride," & @CRLF & _
                "The argument all bare is of more worth" & @CRLF & _
                "Than when it hath my added praise beside!" & @CRLF & _
                "O, blame me not, if I no more can write!" & @CRLF & _
                "Look in your glass, and there appears a face" & @CRLF & _
                "That over-goes my blunt invention quite," & @CRLF & _
                "Dulling my lines and doing me disgrace." & @CRLF & _
                "Were it not sinful then, striving to mend," & @CRLF & _
                "To mar the subject that before was well?" & @CRLF & _
                "For to no other pass my verses tend" & @CRLF & _
                "Than of your graces and your gifts to tell;" & @CRLF & _
                "  And more, much more, than in my verse can sit" & @CRLF & _
                "  Your own glass shows you when you look in it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CIV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "To me, fair friend, you never can be old," & @CRLF & _
                "For as you were when first your eye I eyed," & @CRLF & _
                "Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold" & @CRLF & _
                "Have from the forests shook three summers' pride," & @CRLF & _
                "Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd" & @CRLF & _
                "In process of the seasons have I seen," & @CRLF & _
                "Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd," & @CRLF & _
                "Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green." & @CRLF & _
                "Ah! yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand," & @CRLF & _
                "Steal from his figure and no pace perceived;" & @CRLF & _
                "So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth stand," & @CRLF & _
                "Hath motion and mine eye may be deceived:" & @CRLF & _
                "  For fear of which, hear this, thou age unbred;" & @CRLF & _
                "  Ere you were born was beauty's summer dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Let not my love be call'd idolatry," & @CRLF & _
                "Nor my beloved as an idol show," & @CRLF & _
                "Since all alike my songs and praises be" & @CRLF & _
                "To one, of one, still such, and ever so." & @CRLF & _
                "Kind is my love to-day, to-morrow kind," & @CRLF & _
                "Still constant in a wondrous excellence;" & @CRLF & _
                "Therefore my verse to constancy confined," & @CRLF & _
                "One thing expressing, leaves out difference." & @CRLF & _
                "'Fair, kind and true' is all my argument," & @CRLF & _
                "'Fair, kind, and true' varying to other words;" & @CRLF & _
                "And in this change is my invention spent," & @CRLF & _
                "Three themes in one, which wondrous scope affords." & @CRLF & _
                "  'Fair, kind, and true,' have often lived alone," & @CRLF & _
                "  Which three till now never kept seat in one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CVI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "When in the chronicle of wasted time" & @CRLF & _
                "I see descriptions of the fairest wights," & @CRLF & _
                "And beauty making beautiful old rhyme" & @CRLF & _
                "In praise of ladies dead and lovely knights," & @CRLF & _
                "Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best," & @CRLF & _
                "Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow," & @CRLF & _
                "I see their antique pen would have express'd" & @CRLF & _
                "Even such a beauty as you master now." & @CRLF & _
                "So all their praises are but prophecies" & @CRLF & _
                "Of this our time, all you prefiguring;" & @CRLF & _
                "And, for they look'd but with divining eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "They had not skill enough your worth to sing:" & @CRLF & _
                "  For we, which now behold these present days," & @CRLF & _
                "  Had eyes to wonder, but lack tongues to praise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CVII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul" & @CRLF & _
                "Of the wide world dreaming on things to come," & @CRLF & _
                "Can yet the lease of my true love control," & @CRLF & _
                "Supposed as forfeit to a confined doom." & @CRLF & _
                "The mortal moon hath her eclipse endured" & @CRLF & _
                "And the sad augurs mock their own presage;" & @CRLF & _
                "Incertainties now crown themselves assured" & @CRLF & _
                "And peace proclaims olives of endless age." & @CRLF & _
                "Now with the drops of this most balmy time" & @CRLF & _
                "My love looks fresh, and death to me subscribes," & @CRLF & _
                "Since, spite of him, I'll live in this poor rhyme," & @CRLF & _
                "While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes:" & @CRLF & _
                "  And thou in this shalt find thy monument," & @CRLF & _
                "  When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CVIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "What's in the brain that ink may character" & @CRLF & _
                "Which hath not figured to thee my true spirit?" & @CRLF & _
                "What's new to speak, what new to register," & @CRLF & _
                "That may express my love or thy dear merit?" & @CRLF & _
                "Nothing, sweet boy; but yet, like prayers divine," & @CRLF & _
                "I must, each day say o'er the very same," & @CRLF & _
                "Counting no old thing old, thou mine, I thine," & @CRLF & _
                "Even as when first I hallow'd thy fair name." & @CRLF & _
                "So that eternal love in love's fresh case" & @CRLF & _
                "Weighs not the dust and injury of age," & @CRLF & _
                "Nor gives to necessary wrinkles place," & @CRLF & _
                "But makes antiquity for aye his page," & @CRLF & _
                "  Finding the first conceit of love there bred" & @CRLF & _
                "  Where time and outward form would show it dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CIX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "O, never say that I was false of heart," & @CRLF & _
                "Though absence seem'd my flame to qualify." & @CRLF & _
                "As easy might I from myself depart" & @CRLF & _
                "As from my soul, which in thy breast doth lie:" & @CRLF & _
                "That is my home of love: if I have ranged," & @CRLF & _
                "Like him that travels I return again," & @CRLF & _
                "Just to the time, not with the time exchanged," & @CRLF & _
                "So that myself bring water for my stain." & @CRLF & _
                "Never believe, though in my nature reign'd" & @CRLF & _
                "All frailties that besiege all kinds of blood," & @CRLF & _
                "That it could so preposterously be stain'd," & @CRLF & _
                "To leave for nothing all thy sum of good;" & @CRLF & _
                "  For nothing this wide universe I call," & @CRLF & _
                "  Save thou, my rose; in it thou art my all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Alas, 'tis true I have gone here and there" & @CRLF & _
                "And made myself a motley to the view," & @CRLF & _
                "Gored mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear," & @CRLF & _
                "Made old offences of affections new;" & @CRLF & _
                "Most true it is that I have look'd on truth" & @CRLF & _
                "Askance and strangely: but, by all above," & @CRLF & _
                "These blenches gave my heart another youth," & @CRLF & _
                "And worse essays proved thee my best of love." & @CRLF & _
                "Now all is done, have what shall have no end:" & @CRLF & _
                "Mine appetite I never more will grind" & @CRLF & _
                "On newer proof, to try an older friend," & @CRLF & _
                "A god in love, to whom I am confined." & @CRLF & _
                "  Then give me welcome, next my heaven the best," & @CRLF & _
                "  Even to thy pure and most most loving breast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide," & @CRLF & _
                "The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds," & @CRLF & _
                "That did not better for my life provide" & @CRLF & _
                "Than public means which public manners breeds." & @CRLF & _
                "Thence comes it that my name receives a brand," & @CRLF & _
                "And almost thence my nature is subdued" & @CRLF & _
                "To what it works in, like the dyer's hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "Pity me then and wish I were renew'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "Whilst, like a willing patient, I will drink" & @CRLF & _
                "Potions of eisel 'gainst my strong infection" & @CRLF & _
                "No bitterness that I will bitter think," & @CRLF & _
                "Nor double penance, to correct correction." & @CRLF & _
                "  Pity me then, dear friend, and I assure ye" & @CRLF & _
                "  Even that your pity is enough to cure me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Your love and pity doth the impression fill" & @CRLF & _
                "Which vulgar scandal stamp'd upon my brow;" & @CRLF & _
                "For what care I who calls me well or ill," & @CRLF & _
                "So you o'er-green my bad, my good allow?" & @CRLF & _
                "You are my all the world, and I must strive" & @CRLF & _
                "To know my shames and praises from your tongue:" & @CRLF & _
                "None else to me, nor I to none alive," & @CRLF & _
                "That my steel'd sense or changes right or wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "In so profound abysm I throw all care" & @CRLF & _
                "Of others' voices, that my adder's sense" & @CRLF & _
                "To critic and to flatterer stopped are." & @CRLF & _
                "Mark how with my neglect I do dispense:" & @CRLF & _
                "  You are so strongly in my purpose bred" & @CRLF & _
                "  That all the world besides methinks are dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind;" & @CRLF & _
                "And that which governs me to go about" & @CRLF & _
                "Doth part his function and is partly blind," & @CRLF & _
                "Seems seeing, but effectually is out;" & @CRLF & _
                "For it no form delivers to the heart" & @CRLF & _
                "Of bird of flower, or shape, which it doth latch:" & @CRLF & _
                "Of his quick objects hath the mind no part," & @CRLF & _
                "Nor his own vision holds what it doth catch:" & @CRLF & _
                "For if it see the rudest or gentlest sight," & @CRLF & _
                "The most sweet favour or deformed'st creature," & @CRLF & _
                "The mountain or the sea, the day or night," & @CRLF & _
                "The crow or dove, it shapes them to your feature:" & @CRLF & _
                "  Incapable of more, replete with you," & @CRLF & _
                "  My most true mind thus makes mine eye untrue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXIV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Or whether doth my mind, being crown'd with you," & @CRLF & _
                "Drink up the monarch's plague, this flattery?" & @CRLF & _
                "Or whether shall I say, mine eye saith true," & @CRLF & _
                "And that your love taught it this alchemy," & @CRLF & _
                "To make of monsters and things indigest" & @CRLF & _
                "Such cherubins as your sweet self resemble," & @CRLF & _
                "Creating every bad a perfect best," & @CRLF & _
                "As fast as objects to his beams assemble?" & @CRLF & _
                "O,'tis the first; 'tis flattery in my seeing," & @CRLF & _
                "And my great mind most kingly drinks it up:" & @CRLF & _
                "Mine eye well knows what with his gust is 'greeing," & @CRLF & _
                "And to his palate doth prepare the cup:" & @CRLF & _
                "  If it be poison'd, 'tis the lesser sin" & @CRLF & _
                "  That mine eye loves it and doth first begin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Those lines that I before have writ do lie," & @CRLF & _
                "Even those that said I could not love you dearer:" & @CRLF & _
                "Yet then my judgment knew no reason why" & @CRLF & _
                "My most full flame should afterwards burn clearer." & @CRLF & _
                "But reckoning time, whose million'd accidents" & @CRLF & _
                "Creep in 'twixt vows and change decrees of kings," & @CRLF & _
                "Tan sacred beauty, blunt the sharp'st intents," & @CRLF & _
                "Divert strong minds to the course of altering things;" & @CRLF & _
                "Alas, why, fearing of time's tyranny," & @CRLF & _
                "Might I not then say 'Now I love you best,'" & @CRLF & _
                "When I was certain o'er incertainty," & @CRLF & _
                "Crowning the present, doubting of the rest?" & @CRLF & _
                "  Love is a babe; then might I not say so," & @CRLF & _
                "  To give full growth to that which still doth grow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXVI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Let me not to the marriage of true minds" & @CRLF & _
                "Admit impediments. Love is not love" & @CRLF & _
                "Which alters when it alteration finds," & @CRLF & _
                "Or bends with the remover to remove:" & @CRLF & _
                "O no! it is an ever-fixed mark" & @CRLF & _
                "That looks on tempests and is never shaken;" & @CRLF & _
                "It is the star to every wandering bark," & @CRLF & _
                "Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken." & @CRLF & _
                "Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks" & @CRLF & _
                "Within his bending sickle's compass come:" & @CRLF & _
                "Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks," & @CRLF & _
                "But bears it out even to the edge of doom." & @CRLF & _
                "  If this be error and upon me proved," & @CRLF & _
                "  I never writ, nor no man ever loved." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXVII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all" & @CRLF & _
                "Wherein I should your great deserts repay," & @CRLF & _
                "Forgot upon your dearest love to call," & @CRLF & _
                "Whereto all bonds do tie me day by day;" & @CRLF & _
                "That I have frequent been with unknown minds" & @CRLF & _
                "And given to time your own dear-purchased right" & @CRLF & _
                "That I have hoisted sail to all the winds" & @CRLF & _
                "Which should transport me farthest from your sight." & @CRLF & _
                "Book both my wilfulness and errors down" & @CRLF & _
                "And on just proof surmise accumulate;" & @CRLF & _
                "Bring me within the level of your frown," & @CRLF & _
                "But shoot not at me in your waken'd hate;" & @CRLF & _
                "  Since my appeal says I did strive to prove" & @CRLF & _
                "  The constancy and virtue of your love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXVIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Like as, to make our appetites more keen," & @CRLF & _
                "With eager compounds we our palate urge," & @CRLF & _
                "As, to prevent our maladies unseen," & @CRLF & _
                "We sicken to shun sickness when we purge," & @CRLF & _
                "Even so, being tuff of your ne'er-cloying sweetness," & @CRLF & _
                "To bitter sauces did I frame my feeding" & @CRLF & _
                "And, sick of welfare, found a kind of meetness" & @CRLF & _
                "To be diseased ere that there was true needing." & @CRLF & _
                "Thus policy in love, to anticipate" & @CRLF & _
                "The ills that were not, grew to faults assured" & @CRLF & _
                "And brought to medicine a healthful state" & @CRLF & _
                "Which, rank of goodness, would by ill be cured:" & @CRLF & _
                "  But thence I learn, and find the lesson true," & @CRLF & _
                "  Drugs poison him that so fell sick of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXIX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "What potions have I drunk of Siren tears," & @CRLF & _
                "Distill'd from limbecks foul as hell within," & @CRLF & _
                "Applying fears to hopes and hopes to fears," & @CRLF & _
                "Still losing when I saw myself to win!" & @CRLF & _
                "What wretched errors hath my heart committed," & @CRLF & _
                "Whilst it hath thought itself so blessed never!" & @CRLF & _
                "How have mine eyes out of their spheres been fitted" & @CRLF & _
                "In the distraction of this madding fever!" & @CRLF & _
                "O benefit of ill! now I find true" & @CRLF & _
                "That better is by evil still made better;" & @CRLF & _
                "And ruin'd love, when it is built anew," & @CRLF & _
                "Grows fairer than at first, more strong, far greater." & @CRLF & _
                "  So I return rebuked to my content" & @CRLF & _
                "  And gain by ill thrice more than I have spent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "That you were once unkind befriends me now," & @CRLF & _
                "And for that sorrow which I then did feel" & @CRLF & _
                "Needs must I under my transgression bow," & @CRLF & _
                "Unless my nerves were brass or hammer'd steel." & @CRLF & _
                "For if you were by my unkindness shaken" & @CRLF & _
                "As I by yours, you've pass'd a hell of time," & @CRLF & _
                "And I, a tyrant, have no leisure taken" & @CRLF & _
                "To weigh how once I suffered in your crime." & @CRLF & _
                "O, that our night of woe might have remember'd" & @CRLF & _
                "My deepest sense, how hard true sorrow hits," & @CRLF & _
                "And soon to you, as you to me, then tender'd" & @CRLF & _
                "The humble slave which wounded bosoms fits!" & @CRLF & _
                "  But that your trespass now becomes a fee;" & @CRLF & _
                "  Mine ransoms yours, and yours must ransom me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXXI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Tis better to be vile than vile esteem'd," & @CRLF & _
                "When not to be receives reproach of being," & @CRLF & _
                "And the just pleasure lost which is so deem'd" & @CRLF & _
                "Not by our feeling but by others' seeing:" & @CRLF & _
                "For why should others false adulterate eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "Give salutation to my sportive blood?" & @CRLF & _
                "Or on my frailties why are frailer spies," & @CRLF & _
                "Which in their wills count bad what I think good?" & @CRLF & _
                "No, I am that I am, and they that level" & @CRLF & _
                "At my abuses reckon up their own:" & @CRLF & _
                "I may be straight, though they themselves be bevel;" & @CRLF & _
                "By their rank thoughts my deeds must not be shown;" & @CRLF & _
                "  Unless this general evil they maintain," & @CRLF & _
                "  All men are bad, and in their badness reign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXXII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain" & @CRLF & _
                "Full character'd with lasting memory," & @CRLF & _
                "Which shall above that idle rank remain" & @CRLF & _
                "Beyond all date, even to eternity;" & @CRLF & _
                "Or at the least, so long as brain and heart" & @CRLF & _
                "Have faculty by nature to subsist;" & @CRLF & _
                "Till each to razed oblivion yield his part" & @CRLF & _
                "Of thee, thy record never can be miss'd." & @CRLF & _
                "That poor retention could not so much hold," & @CRLF & _
                "Nor need I tallies thy dear love to score;" & @CRLF & _
                "Therefore to give them from me was I bold," & @CRLF & _
                "To trust those tables that receive thee more:" & @CRLF & _
                "  To keep an adjunct to remember thee" & @CRLF & _
                "  Were to import forgetfulness in me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXXIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change:" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy pyramids built up with newer might" & @CRLF & _
                "To me are nothing novel, nothing strange;" & @CRLF & _
                "They are but dressings of a former sight." & @CRLF & _
                "Our dates are brief, and therefore we admire" & @CRLF & _
                "What thou dost foist upon us that is old," & @CRLF & _
                "And rather make them born to our desire" & @CRLF & _
                "Than think that we before have heard them told." & @CRLF & _
                "Thy registers and thee I both defy," & @CRLF & _
                "Not wondering at the present nor the past," & @CRLF & _
                "For thy records and what we see doth lie," & @CRLF & _
                "Made more or less by thy continual haste." & @CRLF & _
                "  This I do vow and this shall ever be;" & @CRLF & _
                "  I will be true, despite thy scythe and thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXXIV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "If my dear love were but the child of state," & @CRLF & _
                "It might for Fortune's bastard be unfather'd'" & @CRLF & _
                "As subject to Time's love or to Time's hate," & @CRLF & _
                "Weeds among weeds, or flowers with flowers gather'd." & @CRLF & _
                "No, it was builded far from accident;" & @CRLF & _
                "It suffers not in smiling pomp, nor falls" & @CRLF & _
                "Under the blow of thralled discontent," & @CRLF & _
                "Whereto the inviting time our fashion calls:" & @CRLF & _
                "It fears not policy, that heretic," & @CRLF & _
                "Which works on leases of short-number'd hours," & @CRLF & _
                "But all alone stands hugely politic," & @CRLF & _
                "That it nor grows with heat nor drowns with showers." & @CRLF & _
                "  To this I witness call the fools of time," & @CRLF & _
                "  Which die for goodness, who have lived for crime." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXXV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Were 't aught to me I bore the canopy," & @CRLF & _
                "With my extern the outward honouring," & @CRLF & _
                "Or laid great bases for eternity," & @CRLF & _
                "Which prove more short than waste or ruining?" & @CRLF & _
                "Have I not seen dwellers on form and favour" & @CRLF & _
                "Lose all, and more, by paying too much rent," & @CRLF & _
                "For compound sweet forgoing simple savour," & @CRLF & _
                "Pitiful thrivers, in their gazing spent?" & @CRLF & _
                "No, let me be obsequious in thy heart," & @CRLF & _
                "And take thou my oblation, poor but free," & @CRLF & _
                "Which is not mix'd with seconds, knows no art," & @CRLF & _
                "But mutual render, only me for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "  Hence, thou suborn'd informer! a true soul" & @CRLF & _
                "  When most impeach'd stands least in thy control." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXXVI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power" & @CRLF & _
                "Dost hold Time's fickle glass, his sickle, hour;" & @CRLF & _
                "Who hast by waning grown, and therein show'st" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy lovers withering as thy sweet self grow'st;" & @CRLF & _
                "If Nature, sovereign mistress over wrack," & @CRLF & _
                "As thou goest onwards, still will pluck thee back," & @CRLF & _
                "She keeps thee to this purpose, that her skill" & @CRLF & _
                "May time disgrace and wretched minutes kill." & @CRLF & _
                "Yet fear her, O thou minion of her pleasure!" & @CRLF & _
                "She may detain, but not still keep, her treasure:" & @CRLF & _
                "  Her audit, though delay'd, answer'd must be," & @CRLF & _
                "  And her quietus is to render thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXXVII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "In the old age black was not counted fair," & @CRLF & _
                "Or if it were, it bore not beauty's name;" & @CRLF & _
                "But now is black beauty's successive heir," & @CRLF & _
                "And beauty slander'd with a bastard shame:" & @CRLF & _
                "For since each hand hath put on nature's power," & @CRLF & _
                "Fairing the foul with art's false borrow'd face," & @CRLF & _
                "Sweet beauty hath no name, no holy bower," & @CRLF & _
                "But is profaned, if not lives in disgrace." & @CRLF & _
                "Therefore my mistress' brows are raven black," & @CRLF & _
                "Her eyes so suited, and they mourners seem" & @CRLF & _
                "At such who, not born fair, no beauty lack," & @CRLF & _
                "Slandering creation with a false esteem:" & @CRLF & _
                "  Yet so they mourn, becoming of their woe," & @CRLF & _
                "  That every tongue says beauty should look so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXXVIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "How oft, when thou, my music, music play'st," & @CRLF & _
                "Upon that blessed wood whose motion sounds" & @CRLF & _
                "With thy sweet fingers, when thou gently sway'st" & @CRLF & _
                "The wiry concord that mine ear confounds," & @CRLF & _
                "Do I envy those jacks that nimble leap" & @CRLF & _
                "To kiss the tender inward of thy hand," & @CRLF & _
                "Whilst my poor lips, which should that harvest reap," & @CRLF & _
                "At the wood's boldness by thee blushing stand!" & @CRLF & _
                "To be so tickled, they would change their state" & @CRLF & _
                "And situation with those dancing chips," & @CRLF & _
                "O'er whom thy fingers walk with gentle gait," & @CRLF & _
                "Making dead wood more blest than living lips." & @CRLF & _
                "  Since saucy jacks so happy are in this," & @CRLF & _
                "  Give them thy fingers, me thy lips to kiss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXXIX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "The expense of spirit in a waste of shame" & @CRLF & _
                "Is lust in action; and till action, lust" & @CRLF & _
                "Is perjured, murderous, bloody, full of blame," & @CRLF & _
                "Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust," & @CRLF & _
                "Enjoy'd no sooner but despised straight," & @CRLF & _
                "Past reason hunted, and no sooner had" & @CRLF & _
                "Past reason hated, as a swallow'd bait" & @CRLF & _
                "On purpose laid to make the taker mad;" & @CRLF & _
                "Mad in pursuit and in possession so;" & @CRLF & _
                "Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme;" & @CRLF & _
                "A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe;" & @CRLF & _
                "Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream." & @CRLF & _
                "  All this the world well knows; yet none knows well" & @CRLF & _
                "  To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXXX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;" & @CRLF & _
                "Coral is far more red than her lips' red;" & @CRLF & _
                "If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;" & @CRLF & _
                "If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head." & @CRLF & _
                "I have seen roses damask'd, red and white," & @CRLF & _
                "But no such roses see I in her cheeks;" & @CRLF & _
                "And in some perfumes is there more delight" & @CRLF & _
                "Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks." & @CRLF & _
                "I love to hear her speak, yet well I know" & @CRLF & _
                "That music hath a far more pleasing sound;" & @CRLF & _
                "I grant I never saw a goddess go;" & @CRLF & _
                "My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:" & @CRLF & _
                "  And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare" & @CRLF & _
                "  As any she belied with false compare." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXXXI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art," & @CRLF & _
                "As those whose beauties proudly make them cruel;" & @CRLF & _
                "For well thou know'st to my dear doting heart" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou art the fairest and most precious jewel." & @CRLF & _
                "Yet, in good faith, some say that thee behold" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy face hath not the power to make love groan:" & @CRLF & _
                "To say they err I dare not be so bold," & @CRLF & _
                "Although I swear it to myself alone." & @CRLF & _
                "And, to be sure that is not false I swear," & @CRLF & _
                "A thousand groans, but thinking on thy face," & @CRLF & _
                "One on another's neck, do witness bear" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy black is fairest in my judgment's place." & @CRLF & _
                "  In nothing art thou black save in thy deeds," & @CRLF & _
                "  And thence this slander, as I think, proceeds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXXXII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me," & @CRLF & _
                "Knowing thy heart torments me with disdain," & @CRLF & _
                "Have put on black and loving mourners be," & @CRLF & _
                "Looking with pretty ruth upon my pain." & @CRLF & _
                "And truly not the morning sun of heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "Better becomes the grey cheeks of the east," & @CRLF & _
                "Nor that full star that ushers in the even" & @CRLF & _
                "Doth half that glory to the sober west," & @CRLF & _
                "As those two mourning eyes become thy face:" & @CRLF & _
                "O, let it then as well beseem thy heart" & @CRLF & _
                "To mourn for me, since mourning doth thee grace," & @CRLF & _
                "And suit thy pity like in every part." & @CRLF & _
                "  Then will I swear beauty herself is black" & @CRLF & _
                "  And all they foul that thy complexion lack." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXXXIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan" & @CRLF & _
                "For that deep wound it gives my friend and me!" & @CRLF & _
                "Is't not enough to torture me alone," & @CRLF & _
                "But slave to slavery my sweet'st friend must be?" & @CRLF & _
                "Me from myself thy cruel eye hath taken," & @CRLF & _
                "And my next self thou harder hast engross'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "Of him, myself, and thee, I am forsaken;" & @CRLF & _
                "A torment thrice threefold thus to be cross'd." & @CRLF & _
                "Prison my heart in thy steel bosom's ward," & @CRLF & _
                "But then my friend's heart let my poor heart bail;" & @CRLF & _
                "Whoe'er keeps me, let my heart be his guard;" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou canst not then use rigor in my gaol:" & @CRLF & _
                "  And yet thou wilt; for I, being pent in thee," & @CRLF & _
                "  Perforce am thine, and all that is in me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXXXIV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "So, now I have confess'd that he is thine," & @CRLF & _
                "And I myself am mortgaged to thy will," & @CRLF & _
                "Myself I'll forfeit, so that other mine" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou wilt restore, to be my comfort still:" & @CRLF & _
                "But thou wilt not, nor he will not be free," & @CRLF & _
                "For thou art covetous and he is kind;" & @CRLF & _
                "He learn'd but surety-like to write for me" & @CRLF & _
                "Under that bond that him as fast doth bind." & @CRLF & _
                "The statute of thy beauty thou wilt take," & @CRLF & _
                "Thou usurer, that put'st forth all to use," & @CRLF & _
                "And sue a friend came debtor for my sake;" & @CRLF & _
                "So him I lose through my unkind abuse." & @CRLF & _
                "  Him have I lost; thou hast both him and me:" & @CRLF & _
                "  He pays the whole, and yet am I not free." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXXXV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy 'Will,'" & @CRLF & _
                "And 'Will' to boot, and 'Will' in overplus;" & @CRLF & _
                "More than enough am I that vex thee still," & @CRLF & _
                "To thy sweet will making addition thus." & @CRLF & _
                "Wilt thou, whose will is large and spacious," & @CRLF & _
                "Not once vouchsafe to hide my will in thine?" & @CRLF & _
                "Shall will in others seem right gracious," & @CRLF & _
                "And in my will no fair acceptance shine?" & @CRLF & _
                "The sea all water, yet receives rain still" & @CRLF & _
                "And in abundance addeth to his store;" & @CRLF & _
                "So thou, being rich in 'Will,' add to thy 'Will'" & @CRLF & _
                "One will of mine, to make thy large 'Will' more." & @CRLF & _
                "  Let no unkind, no fair beseechers kill;" & @CRLF & _
                "  Think all but one, and me in that one 'Will.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXXXVI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "If thy soul cheque thee that I come so near," & @CRLF & _
                "Swear to thy blind soul that I was thy 'Will,'" & @CRLF & _
                "And will, thy soul knows, is admitted there;" & @CRLF & _
                "Thus far for love my love-suit, sweet, fulfil." & @CRLF & _
                "'Will' will fulfil the treasure of thy love," & @CRLF & _
                "Ay, fill it full with wills, and my will one." & @CRLF & _
                "In things of great receipt with ease we prove" & @CRLF & _
                "Among a number one is reckon'd none:" & @CRLF & _
                "Then in the number let me pass untold," & @CRLF & _
                "Though in thy stores' account I one must be;" & @CRLF & _
                "For nothing hold me, so it please thee hold" & @CRLF & _
                "That nothing me, a something sweet to thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "  Make but my name thy love, and love that still," & @CRLF & _
                "  And then thou lovest me, for my name is 'Will.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXXXVII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "That they behold, and see not what they see?" & @CRLF & _
                "They know what beauty is, see where it lies," & @CRLF & _
                "Yet what the best is take the worst to be." & @CRLF & _
                "If eyes corrupt by over-partial looks" & @CRLF & _
                "Be anchor'd in the bay where all men ride," & @CRLF & _
                "Why of eyes' falsehood hast thou forged hooks," & @CRLF & _
                "Whereto the judgment of my heart is tied?" & @CRLF & _
                "Why should my heart think that a several plot" & @CRLF & _
                "Which my heart knows the wide world's common place?" & @CRLF & _
                "Or mine eyes seeing this, say this is not," & @CRLF & _
                "To put fair truth upon so foul a face?" & @CRLF & _
                "  In things right true my heart and eyes have erred," & @CRLF & _
                "  And to this false plague are they now transferr'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXXXVIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "When my love swears that she is made of truth" & @CRLF & _
                "I do believe her, though I know she lies," & @CRLF & _
                "That she might think me some untutor'd youth," & @CRLF & _
                "Unlearned in the world's false subtleties." & @CRLF & _
                "Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young," & @CRLF & _
                "Although she knows my days are past the best," & @CRLF & _
                "Simply I credit her false speaking tongue:" & @CRLF & _
                "On both sides thus is simple truth suppress'd." & @CRLF & _
                "But wherefore says she not she is unjust?" & @CRLF & _
                "And wherefore say not I that I am old?" & @CRLF & _
                "O, love's best habit is in seeming trust," & @CRLF & _
                "And age in love loves not to have years told:" & @CRLF & _
                "  Therefore I lie with her and she with me," & @CRLF & _
                "  And in our faults by lies we flatter'd be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXXXIX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "O, call not me to justify the wrong" & @CRLF & _
                "That thy unkindness lays upon my heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "Wound me not with thine eye but with thy tongue;" & @CRLF & _
                "Use power with power and slay me not by art." & @CRLF & _
                "Tell me thou lovest elsewhere, but in my sight," & @CRLF & _
                "Dear heart, forbear to glance thine eye aside:" & @CRLF & _
                "What need'st thou wound with cunning when thy might" & @CRLF & _
                "Is more than my o'er-press'd defense can bide?" & @CRLF & _
                "Let me excuse thee: ah! my love well knows" & @CRLF & _
                "Her pretty looks have been mine enemies," & @CRLF & _
                "And therefore from my face she turns my foes," & @CRLF & _
                "That they elsewhere might dart their injuries:" & @CRLF & _
                "  Yet do not so; but since I am near slain," & @CRLF & _
                "  Kill me outright with looks and rid my pain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXL." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press" & @CRLF & _
                "My tongue-tied patience with too much disdain;" & @CRLF & _
                "Lest sorrow lend me words and words express" & @CRLF & _
                "The manner of my pity-wanting pain." & @CRLF & _
                "If I might teach thee wit, better it were," & @CRLF & _
                "Though not to love, yet, love, to tell me so;" & @CRLF & _
                "As testy sick men, when their deaths be near," & @CRLF & _
                "No news but health from their physicians know;" & @CRLF & _
                "For if I should despair, I should grow mad," & @CRLF & _
                "And in my madness might speak ill of thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "Now this ill-wresting world is grown so bad," & @CRLF & _
                "Mad slanderers by mad ears believed be," & @CRLF & _
                "  That I may not be so, nor thou belied," & @CRLF & _
                "  Bear thine eyes straight, though thy proud heart go wide." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXLI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "For they in thee a thousand errors note;" & @CRLF & _
                "But 'tis my heart that loves what they despise," & @CRLF & _
                "Who in despite of view is pleased to dote;" & @CRLF & _
                "Nor are mine ears with thy tongue's tune delighted," & @CRLF & _
                "Nor tender feeling, to base touches prone," & @CRLF & _
                "Nor taste, nor smell, desire to be invited" & @CRLF & _
                "To any sensual feast with thee alone:" & @CRLF & _
                "But my five wits nor my five senses can" & @CRLF & _
                "Dissuade one foolish heart from serving thee," & @CRLF & _
                "Who leaves unsway'd the likeness of a man," & @CRLF & _
                "Thy proud hearts slave and vassal wretch to be:" & @CRLF & _
                "  Only my plague thus far I count my gain," & @CRLF & _
                "  That she that makes me sin awards me pain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXLII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Love is my sin and thy dear virtue hate," & @CRLF & _
                "Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving:" & @CRLF & _
                "O, but with mine compare thou thine own state," & @CRLF & _
                "And thou shalt find it merits not reproving;" & @CRLF & _
                "Or, if it do, not from those lips of thine," & @CRLF & _
                "That have profaned their scarlet ornaments" & @CRLF & _
                "And seal'd false bonds of love as oft as mine," & @CRLF & _
                "Robb'd others' beds' revenues of their rents." & @CRLF & _
                "Be it lawful I love thee, as thou lovest those" & @CRLF & _
                "Whom thine eyes woo as mine importune thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "Root pity in thy heart, that when it grows" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy pity may deserve to pitied be." & @CRLF & _
                "  If thou dost seek to have what thou dost hide," & @CRLF & _
                "  By self-example mayst thou be denied!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXLIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lo! as a careful housewife runs to catch" & @CRLF & _
                "One of her feather'd creatures broke away," & @CRLF & _
                "Sets down her babe and makes an swift dispatch" & @CRLF & _
                "In pursuit of the thing she would have stay," & @CRLF & _
                "Whilst her neglected child holds her in chase," & @CRLF & _
                "Cries to catch her whose busy care is bent" & @CRLF & _
                "To follow that which flies before her face," & @CRLF & _
                "Not prizing her poor infant's discontent;" & @CRLF & _
                "So runn'st thou after that which flies from thee," & @CRLF & _
                "Whilst I thy babe chase thee afar behind;" & @CRLF & _
                "But if thou catch thy hope, turn back to me," & @CRLF & _
                "And play the mother's part, kiss me, be kind:" & @CRLF & _
                "  So will I pray that thou mayst have thy 'Will,'" & @CRLF & _
                "  If thou turn back, and my loud crying still." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXLIV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Two loves I have of comfort and despair," & @CRLF & _
                "Which like two spirits do suggest me still:" & @CRLF & _
                "The better angel is a man right fair," & @CRLF & _
                "The worser spirit a woman colour'd ill." & @CRLF & _
                "To win me soon to hell, my female evil" & @CRLF & _
                "Tempteth my better angel from my side," & @CRLF & _
                "And would corrupt my saint to be a devil," & @CRLF & _
                "Wooing his purity with her foul pride." & @CRLF & _
                "And whether that my angel be turn'd fiend" & @CRLF & _
                "Suspect I may, but not directly tell;" & @CRLF & _
                "But being both from me, both to each friend," & @CRLF & _
                "I guess one angel in another's hell:" & @CRLF & _
                "  Yet this shall I ne'er know, but live in doubt," & @CRLF & _
                "  Till my bad angel fire my good one out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXLV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Those lips that Love's own hand did make" & @CRLF & _
                "Breathed forth the sound that said 'I hate'" & @CRLF & _
                "To me that languish'd for her sake;" & @CRLF & _
                "But when she saw my woeful state," & @CRLF & _
                "Straight in her heart did mercy come," & @CRLF & _
                "Chiding that tongue that ever sweet" & @CRLF & _
                "Was used in giving gentle doom," & @CRLF & _
                "And taught it thus anew to greet:" & @CRLF & _
                "'I hate' she alter'd with an end," & @CRLF & _
                "That follow'd it as gentle day" & @CRLF & _
                "Doth follow night, who like a fiend" & @CRLF & _
                "From heaven to hell is flown away;" & @CRLF & _
                "  'I hate' from hate away she threw," & @CRLF & _
                "  And saved my life, saying 'not you.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXLVI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth," & @CRLF & _
                "[         ] these rebel powers that thee array;" & @CRLF & _
                "Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth," & @CRLF & _
                "Painting thy outward walls so costly gay?" & @CRLF & _
                "Why so large cost, having so short a lease," & @CRLF & _
                "Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend?" & @CRLF & _
                "Shall worms, inheritors of this excess," & @CRLF & _
                "Eat up thy charge? is this thy body's end?" & @CRLF & _
                "Then soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss," & @CRLF & _
                "And let that pine to aggravate thy store;" & @CRLF & _
                "Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross;" & @CRLF & _
                "Within be fed, without be rich no more:" & @CRLF & _
                "  So shalt thou feed on Death, that feeds on men," & @CRLF & _
                "  And Death once dead, there's no more dying then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXLVII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "My love is as a fever, longing still" & @CRLF & _
                "For that which longer nurseth the disease," & @CRLF & _
                "Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill," & @CRLF & _
                "The uncertain sickly appetite to please." & @CRLF & _
                "My reason, the physician to my love," & @CRLF & _
                "Angry that his prescriptions are not kept," & @CRLF & _
                "Hath left me, and I desperate now approve" & @CRLF & _
                "Desire is death, which physic did except." & @CRLF & _
                "Past cure I am, now reason is past care," & @CRLF & _
                "And frantic-mad with evermore unrest;" & @CRLF & _
                "My thoughts and my discourse as madmen's are," & @CRLF & _
                "At random from the truth vainly express'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "  For I have sworn thee fair and thought thee bright," & @CRLF & _
                "  Who art as black as hell, as dark as night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXLVIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "O me, what eyes hath Love put in my head," & @CRLF & _
                "Which have no correspondence with true sight!" & @CRLF & _
                "Or, if they have, where is my judgment fled," & @CRLF & _
                "That censures falsely what they see aright?" & @CRLF & _
                "If that be fair whereon my false eyes dote," & @CRLF & _
                "What means the world to say it is not so?" & @CRLF & _
                "If it be not, then love doth well denote" & @CRLF & _
                "Love's eye is not so true as all men's 'No.'" & @CRLF & _
                "How can it? O, how can Love's eye be true," & @CRLF & _
                "That is so vex'd with watching and with tears?" & @CRLF & _
                "No marvel then, though I mistake my view;" & @CRLF & _
                "The sun itself sees not till heaven clears." & @CRLF & _
                "  O cunning Love! with tears thou keep'st me blind," & @CRLF & _
                "  Lest eyes well-seeing thy foul faults should find." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CXLIX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Canst thou, O cruel! say I love thee not," & @CRLF & _
                "When I against myself with thee partake?" & @CRLF & _
                "Do I not think on thee, when I forgot" & @CRLF & _
                "Am of myself, all tyrant, for thy sake?" & @CRLF & _
                "Who hateth thee that I do call my friend?" & @CRLF & _
                "On whom frown'st thou that I do fawn upon?" & @CRLF & _
                "Nay, if thou lour'st on me, do I not spend" & @CRLF & _
                "Revenge upon myself with present moan?" & @CRLF & _
                "What merit do I in myself respect," & @CRLF & _
                "That is so proud thy service to despise," & @CRLF & _
                "When all my best doth worship thy defect," & @CRLF & _
                "Commanded by the motion of thine eyes?" & @CRLF & _
                "  But, love, hate on, for now I know thy mind;" & @CRLF & _
                "  Those that can see thou lovest, and I am blind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CL." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "O, from what power hast thou this powerful might" & @CRLF & _
                "With insufficiency my heart to sway?" & @CRLF & _
                "To make me give the lie to my true sight," & @CRLF & _
                "And swear that brightness doth not grace the day?" & @CRLF & _
                "Whence hast thou this becoming of things ill," & @CRLF & _
                "That in the very refuse of thy deeds" & @CRLF & _
                "There is such strength and warrantize of skill" & @CRLF & _
                "That, in my mind, thy worst all best exceeds?" & @CRLF & _
                "Who taught thee how to make me love thee more" & @CRLF & _
                "The more I hear and see just cause of hate?" & @CRLF & _
                "O, though I love what others do abhor," & @CRLF & _
                "With others thou shouldst not abhor my state:" & @CRLF & _
                "  If thy unworthiness raised love in me," & @CRLF & _
                "  More worthy I to be beloved of thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Love is too young to know what conscience is;" & @CRLF & _
                "Yet who knows not conscience is born of love?" & @CRLF & _
                "Then, gentle cheater, urge not my amiss," & @CRLF & _
                "Lest guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove:" & @CRLF & _
                "For, thou betraying me, I do betray" & @CRLF & _
                "My nobler part to my gross body's treason;" & @CRLF & _
                "My soul doth tell my body that he may" & @CRLF & _
                "Triumph in love; flesh stays no father reason;" & @CRLF & _
                "But, rising at thy name, doth point out thee" & @CRLF & _
                "As his triumphant prize. Proud of this pride," & @CRLF & _
                "He is contented thy poor drudge to be," & @CRLF & _
                "To stand in thy affairs, fall by thy side." & @CRLF & _
                "  No want of conscience hold it that I call" & @CRLF & _
                "  Her 'love' for whose dear love I rise and fall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "In loving thee thou know'st I am forsworn," & @CRLF & _
                "But thou art twice forsworn, to me love swearing," & @CRLF & _
                "In act thy bed-vow broke and new faith torn," & @CRLF & _
                "In vowing new hate after new love bearing." & @CRLF & _
                "But why of two oaths' breach do I accuse thee," & @CRLF & _
                "When I break twenty? I am perjured most;" & @CRLF & _
                "For all my vows are oaths but to misuse thee" & @CRLF & _
                "And all my honest faith in thee is lost," & @CRLF & _
                "For I have sworn deep oaths of thy deep kindness," & @CRLF & _
                "Oaths of thy love, thy truth, thy constancy," & @CRLF & _
                "And, to enlighten thee, gave eyes to blindness," & @CRLF & _
                "Or made them swear against the thing they see;" & @CRLF & _
                "  For I have sworn thee fair; more perjured I," & @CRLF & _
                "  To swear against the truth so foul a lie!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Cupid laid by his brand, and fell asleep:" & @CRLF & _
                "A maid of Dian's this advantage found," & @CRLF & _
                "And his love-kindling fire did quickly steep" & @CRLF & _
                "In a cold valley-fountain of that ground;" & @CRLF & _
                "Which borrow'd from this holy fire of Love" & @CRLF & _
                "A dateless lively heat, still to endure," & @CRLF & _
                "And grew a seething bath, which yet men prove" & @CRLF & _
                "Against strange maladies a sovereign cure." & @CRLF & _
                "But at my mistress' eye Love's brand new-fired," & @CRLF & _
                "The boy for trial needs would touch my breast;" & @CRLF & _
                "I, sick withal, the help of bath desired," & @CRLF & _
                "And thither hied, a sad distemper'd guest," & @CRLF & _
                "  But found no cure: the bath for my help lies" & @CRLF & _
                "  Where Cupid got new fire--my mistress' eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLIV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "The little Love-god lying once asleep" & @CRLF & _
                "Laid by his side his heart-inflaming brand," & @CRLF & _
                "Whilst many nymphs that vow'd chaste life to keep" & @CRLF & _
                "Came tripping by; but in her maiden hand" & @CRLF & _
                "The fairest votary took up that fire" & @CRLF & _
                "Which many legions of true hearts had warm'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "And so the general of hot desire" & @CRLF & _
                "Was sleeping by a virgin hand disarm'd." & @CRLF & _
                "This brand she quenched in a cool well by," & @CRLF & _
                "Which from Love's fire took heat perpetual," & @CRLF & _
                "Growing a bath and healthful remedy" & @CRLF & _
                "For men diseased; but I, my mistress' thrall," & @CRLF & _
                "  Came there for cure, and this by that I prove," & @CRLF & _
                "  Love's fire heats water, water cools not love." & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TAMING OF THE SHREW" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Lord.		|" & @CRLF & _
                "			|" & @CRLF & _
                "CHRISTOPHER SLY	a tinker. (SLY:)		|  Persons in" & @CRLF & _
                "			|  the Induction." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hostess, Page, Players,	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	Huntsmen, and Servants.	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Hostess:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Page:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(A Player:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Huntsman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Huntsman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	a rich gentleman of Padua." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	an old gentleman of Pisa." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	son to Vincentio, in love with Bianca." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	a gentleman of Verona, a suitor to" & @CRLF & _
                "	Katharina." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	| suitors to Bianca." & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	| servants to Lucentio." & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "CURTIS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "NATHANIEL	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "NICHOLAS	|  servants to Petruchio." & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "JOSEPH	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILIP	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Pedant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA the shrew,	|" & @CRLF & _
                "		| daughters to Baptista." & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA		|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Widow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tailor, Haberdasher, and Servants attending" & @CRLF & _
                "	on Baptista and Petruchio." & @CRLF & _
                "	(Tailor:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Haberdasher:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Padua, and Petruchio's country house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TAMING OF THE SHREW" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	INDUCTION" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Before an alehouse on a heath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Hostess and SLY]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLY	I'll pheeze you, in faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	A pair of stocks, you rogue!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLY	Ye are a baggage: the Slys are no rogues; look in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the chronicles; we came in with Richard Conqueror." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore paucas pallabris; let the world slide: sessa!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	You will not pay for the glasses you have burst?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLY	No, not a denier. Go by, Jeronimy: go to thy cold" & @CRLF & _
                "	bed, and warm thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hostess	I know my remedy; I must go fetch the" & @CRLF & _
                "	third--borough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLY	Third, or fourth, or fifth borough, I'll answer him" & @CRLF & _
                "	by law: I'll not budge an inch, boy: let him come," & @CRLF & _
                "	and kindly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Falls asleep]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Horns winded. Enter a Lord from hunting, with his train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	Huntsman, I charge thee, tender well my hounds:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brach Merriman, the poor cur is emboss'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And couple Clowder with the deep--mouth'd brach." & @CRLF & _
                "	Saw'st thou not, boy, how Silver made it good" & @CRLF & _
                "	At the hedge-corner, in the coldest fault?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not lose the dog for twenty pound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Huntsman	Why, Belman is as good as he, my lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He cried upon it at the merest loss" & @CRLF & _
                "	And twice to-day pick'd out the dullest scent:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Trust me, I take him for the better dog." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	Thou art a fool: if Echo were as fleet," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would esteem him worth a dozen such." & @CRLF & _
                "	But sup them well and look unto them all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow I intend to hunt again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Huntsman	I will, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	What's here? one dead, or drunk? See, doth he breathe?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Huntsman	He breathes, my lord. Were he not warm'd with ale," & @CRLF & _
                "	This were a bed but cold to sleep so soundly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	O monstrous beast! how like a swine he lies!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Grim death, how foul and loathsome is thine image!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sirs, I will practise on this drunken man." & @CRLF & _
                "	What think you, if he were convey'd to bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wrapp'd in sweet clothes, rings put upon his fingers," & @CRLF & _
                "	A most delicious banquet by his bed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And brave attendants near him when he wakes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would not the beggar then forget himself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Huntsman	Believe me, lord, I think he cannot choose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Huntsman	It would seem strange unto him when he waked." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	Even as a flattering dream or worthless fancy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then take him up and manage well the jest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Carry him gently to my fairest chamber" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hang it round with all my wanton pictures:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Balm his foul head in warm distilled waters" & @CRLF & _
                "	And burn sweet wood to make the lodging sweet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Procure me music ready when he wakes," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make a dulcet and a heavenly sound;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if he chance to speak, be ready straight" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with a low submissive reverence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say 'What is it your honour will command?'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let one attend him with a silver basin" & @CRLF & _
                "	Full of rose-water and bestrew'd with flowers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Another bear the ewer, the third a diaper," & @CRLF & _
                "	And say 'Will't please your lordship cool your hands?'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some one be ready with a costly suit" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ask him what apparel he will wear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Another tell him of his hounds and horse," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that his lady mourns at his disease:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Persuade him that he hath been lunatic;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when he says he is, say that he dreams," & @CRLF & _
                "	For he is nothing but a mighty lord." & @CRLF & _
                "	This do and do it kindly, gentle sirs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It will be pastime passing excellent," & @CRLF & _
                "	If it be husbanded with modesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Huntsman	My lord, I warrant you we will play our part," & @CRLF & _
                "	As he shall think by our true diligence" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is no less than what we say he is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	Take him up gently and to bed with him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And each one to his office when he wakes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Some bear out SLY. A trumpet sounds]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sirrah, go see what trumpet 'tis that sounds:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Servingman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Belike, some noble gentleman that means," & @CRLF & _
                "	Travelling some journey, to repose him here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Servingman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now! who is it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	An't please your honour, players" & @CRLF & _
                "	That offer service to your lordship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	Bid them come near." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Players]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, fellows, you are welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Players	We thank your honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	Do you intend to stay with me tonight?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "A Player	So please your lordship to accept our duty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	With all my heart. This fellow I remember," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since once he play'd a farmer's eldest son:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twas where you woo'd the gentlewoman so well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have forgot your name; but, sure, that part" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was aptly fitted and naturally perform'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "A Player	I think 'twas Soto that your honour means." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	'Tis very true: thou didst it excellent." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, you are come to me in a happy time;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rather for I have some sport in hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein your cunning can assist me much." & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a lord will hear you play to-night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I am doubtful of your modesties;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest over-eyeing of his odd behavior,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For yet his honour never heard a play--" & @CRLF & _
                "	You break into some merry passion" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so offend him; for I tell you, sirs," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you should smile he grows impatient." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "A Player	Fear not, my lord: we can contain ourselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were he the veriest antic in the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	Go, sirrah, take them to the buttery," & @CRLF & _
                "	And give them friendly welcome every one:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let them want nothing that my house affords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit one with the Players]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sirrah, go you to Barthol'mew my page," & @CRLF & _
                "	And see him dress'd in all suits like a lady:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That done, conduct him to the drunkard's chamber;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And call him 'madam,' do him obeisance." & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell him from me, as he will win my love," & @CRLF & _
                "	He bear himself with honourable action," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such as he hath observed in noble ladies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto their lords, by them accomplished:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such duty to the drunkard let him do" & @CRLF & _
                "	With soft low tongue and lowly courtesy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And say 'What is't your honour will command," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein your lady and your humble wife" & @CRLF & _
                "	May show her duty and make known her love?'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then with kind embracements, tempting kisses," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with declining head into his bosom," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid him shed tears, as being overjoy'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see her noble lord restored to health," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who for this seven years hath esteem'd him" & @CRLF & _
                "	No better than a poor and loathsome beggar:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if the boy have not a woman's gift" & @CRLF & _
                "	To rain a shower of commanded tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	An onion will do well for such a shift," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which in a napkin being close convey'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall in despite enforce a watery eye." & @CRLF & _
                "	See this dispatch'd with all the haste thou canst:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Anon I'll give thee more instructions." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit a Servingman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know the boy will well usurp the grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Voice, gait and action of a gentlewoman:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I long to hear him call the drunkard husband," & @CRLF & _
                "	And how my men will stay themselves from laughter" & @CRLF & _
                "	When they do homage to this simple peasant." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll in to counsel them; haply my presence" & @CRLF & _
                "	May well abate the over-merry spleen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which otherwise would grow into extremes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TAMING OF THE SHREW" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	INDUCTION" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A bedchamber in the Lord's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter aloft SLY, with Attendants; some with apparel," & @CRLF & _
                "	others with basin and ewer and appurtenances; and Lord]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLY	For God's sake, a pot of small ale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	Will't please your lordship drink a cup of sack?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servant	Will't please your honour taste of these conserves?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servant	What raiment will your honour wear to-day?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLY	I am Christophero Sly; call not me 'honour' nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	'lordship:' I ne'er drank sack in my life; and if" & @CRLF & _
                "	you give me any conserves, give me conserves of" & @CRLF & _
                "	beef: ne'er ask me what raiment I'll wear; for I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have no more doublets than backs, no more stockings" & @CRLF & _
                "	than legs, nor no more shoes than feet; nay," & @CRLF & _
                "	sometimes more feet than shoes, or such shoes as my" & @CRLF & _
                "	toes look through the over-leather." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	Heaven cease this idle humour in your honour!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, that a mighty man of such descent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of such possessions and so high esteem," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should be infused with so foul a spirit!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLY	What, would you make me mad? Am not I Christopher" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sly, old Sly's son of Burtonheath, by birth a" & @CRLF & _
                "	pedlar, by education a cardmaker, by transmutation a" & @CRLF & _
                "	bear-herd, and now by present profession a tinker?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ask Marian Hacket, the fat ale-wife of Wincot, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	she know me not: if she say I am not fourteen pence" & @CRLF & _
                "	on the score for sheer ale, score me up for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	lyingest knave in Christendom. What! I am not" & @CRLF & _
                "	bestraught: here's--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servant	O, this it is that makes your lady mourn!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servant	O, this is it that makes your servants droop!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	Hence comes it that your kindred shuns your house," & @CRLF & _
                "	As beaten hence by your strange lunacy." & @CRLF & _
                "	O noble lord, bethink thee of thy birth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Call home thy ancient thoughts from banishment" & @CRLF & _
                "	And banish hence these abject lowly dreams." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look how thy servants do attend on thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Each in his office ready at thy beck." & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt thou have music? hark! Apollo plays," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And twenty caged nightingales do sing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or wilt thou sleep? we'll have thee to a couch" & @CRLF & _
                "	Softer and sweeter than the lustful bed" & @CRLF & _
                "	On purpose trimm'd up for Semiramis." & @CRLF & _
                "	Say thou wilt walk; we will bestrew the ground:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or wilt thou ride? thy horses shall be trapp'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their harness studded all with gold and pearl." & @CRLF & _
                "	Dost thou love hawking? thou hast hawks will soar" & @CRLF & _
                "	Above the morning lark or wilt thou hunt?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy hounds shall make the welkin answer them" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fetch shrill echoes from the hollow earth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	Say thou wilt course; thy greyhounds are as swift" & @CRLF & _
                "	As breathed stags, ay, fleeter than the roe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servant	Dost thou love pictures? we will fetch thee straight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Adonis painted by a running brook," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Cytherea all in sedges hid," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which seem to move and wanton with her breath," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even as the waving sedges play with wind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	We'll show thee Io as she was a maid," & @CRLF & _
                "	And how she was beguiled and surprised," & @CRLF & _
                "	As lively painted as the deed was done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servant	Or Daphne roaming through a thorny wood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Scratching her legs that one shall swear she bleeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	And at that sight shall sad Apollo weep," & @CRLF & _
                "	So workmanly the blood and tears are drawn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	Thou art a lord, and nothing but a lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast a lady far more beautiful" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than any woman in this waning age." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	And till the tears that she hath shed for thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like envious floods o'er-run her lovely face," & @CRLF & _
                "	She was the fairest creature in the world;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet she is inferior to none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLY	Am I a lord? and have I such a lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or do I dream? or have I dream'd till now?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do not sleep: I see, I hear, I speak;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I smell sweet savours and I feel soft things:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my life, I am a lord indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not a tinker nor Christophero Sly." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, bring our lady hither to our sight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And once again, a pot o' the smallest ale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servant	Will't please your mightiness to wash your hands?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, how we joy to see your wit restored!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, that once more you knew but what you are!" & @CRLF & _
                "	These fifteen years you have been in a dream;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or when you waked, so waked as if you slept." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLY	These fifteen years! by my fay, a goodly nap." & @CRLF & _
                "	But did I never speak of all that time?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	O, yes, my lord, but very idle words:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For though you lay here in this goodly chamber," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet would you say ye were beaten out of door;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And rail upon the hostess of the house;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And say you would present her at the leet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because she brought stone jugs and no seal'd quarts:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sometimes you would call out for Cicely Hacket." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLY	Ay, the woman's maid of the house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servant	Why, sir, you know no house nor no such maid," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor no such men as you have reckon'd up," & @CRLF & _
                "	As Stephen Sly and did John Naps of Greece" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Peter Turph and Henry Pimpernell" & @CRLF & _
                "	And twenty more such names and men as these" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which never were nor no man ever saw." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLY	Now Lord be thanked for my good amends!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	Amen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLY	I thank thee: thou shalt not lose by it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Page as a lady, with attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	How fares my noble lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLY	Marry, I fare well for here is cheer enough." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is my wife?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	Here, noble lord: what is thy will with her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLY	Are you my wife and will not call me husband?" & @CRLF & _
                "	My men should call me 'lord:' I am your goodman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	My husband and my lord, my lord and husband;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am your wife in all obedience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLY	I know it well. What must I call her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	Madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLY	Al'ce madam, or Joan madam?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	'Madam,' and nothing else: so lords" & @CRLF & _
                "	call ladies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLY	Madam wife, they say that I have dream'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	And slept above some fifteen year or more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	Ay, and the time seems thirty unto me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being all this time abandon'd from your bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLY	'Tis much. Servants, leave me and her alone." & @CRLF & _
                "	Madam, undress you and come now to bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	Thrice noble lord, let me entreat of you" & @CRLF & _
                "	To pardon me yet for a night or two," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, if not so, until the sun be set:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For your physicians have expressly charged," & @CRLF & _
                "	In peril to incur your former malady," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I should yet absent me from your bed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hope this reason stands for my excuse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLY	Ay, it stands so that I may hardly" & @CRLF & _
                "	tarry so long. But I would be loath to fall into" & @CRLF & _
                "	my dreams again: I will therefore tarry in" & @CRLF & _
                "	despite of the flesh and the blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Your honour's players, heating your amendment," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are come to play a pleasant comedy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For so your doctors hold it very meet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seeing too much sadness hath congeal'd your blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	And melancholy is the nurse of frenzy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore they thought it good you hear a play" & @CRLF & _
                "	And frame your mind to mirth and merriment," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which bars a thousand harms and lengthens life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLY	Marry, I will, let them play it. Is not a" & @CRLF & _
                "	comondy a Christmas gambold or a tumbling-trick?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	No, my good lord; it is more pleasing stuff." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLY	What, household stuff?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	It is a kind of history." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLY	Well, well see't. Come, madam wife, sit by my side" & @CRLF & _
                "	and let the world slip: we shall ne'er be younger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TAMING OF THE SHREW" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Padua. A public place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LUCENTIO and his man TRANIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Tranio, since for the great desire I had" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see fair Padua, nursery of arts," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am arrived for fruitful Lombardy," & @CRLF & _
                "	The pleasant garden of great Italy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by my father's love and leave am arm'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With his good will and thy good company," & @CRLF & _
                "	My trusty servant, well approved in all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here let us breathe and haply institute" & @CRLF & _
                "	A course of learning and ingenious studies." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pisa renown'd for grave citizens" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gave me my being and my father first," & @CRLF & _
                "	A merchant of great traffic through the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Vincetino come of Bentivolii." & @CRLF & _
                "	Vincetino's son brought up in Florence" & @CRLF & _
                "	It shall become to serve all hopes conceived," & @CRLF & _
                "	To deck his fortune with his virtuous deeds:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore, Tranio, for the time I study," & @CRLF & _
                "	Virtue and that part of philosophy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will I apply that treats of happiness" & @CRLF & _
                "	By virtue specially to be achieved." & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me thy mind; for I have Pisa left" & @CRLF & _
                "	And am to Padua come, as he that leaves" & @CRLF & _
                "	A shallow plash to plunge him in the deep" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with satiety seeks to quench his thirst." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Mi perdonato, gentle master mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am in all affected as yourself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Glad that you thus continue your resolve" & @CRLF & _
                "	To suck the sweets of sweet philosophy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Only, good master, while we do admire" & @CRLF & _
                "	This virtue and this moral discipline," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's be no stoics nor no stocks, I pray;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or so devote to Aristotle's cheques" & @CRLF & _
                "	As Ovid be an outcast quite abjured:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Balk logic with acquaintance that you have" & @CRLF & _
                "	And practise rhetoric in your common talk;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Music and poesy use to quicken you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mathematics and the metaphysics," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fall to them as you find your stomach serves you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No profit grows where is no pleasure ta'en:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In brief, sir, study what you most affect." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Gramercies, Tranio, well dost thou advise." & @CRLF & _
                "	If, Biondello, thou wert come ashore," & @CRLF & _
                "	We could at once put us in readiness," & @CRLF & _
                "	And take a lodging fit to entertain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such friends as time in Padua shall beget." & @CRLF & _
                "	But stay a while: what company is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Master, some show to welcome us to town." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BAPTISTA, KATHARINA, BIANCA, GREMIO, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	HORTENSIO. LUCENTIO and TRANIO stand by]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Gentlemen, importune me no farther," & @CRLF & _
                "	For how I firmly am resolved you know;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That is, not bestow my youngest daughter" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before I have a husband for the elder:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If either of you both love Katharina," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because I know you well and love you well," & @CRLF & _
                "	Leave shall you have to court her at your pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	[Aside]  To cart her rather: she's too rough for me." & @CRLF & _
                "	There, There, Hortensio, will you any wife?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	I pray you, sir, is it your will" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make a stale of me amongst these mates?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Mates, maid! how mean you that? no mates for you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless you were of gentler, milder mould." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	I'faith, sir, you shall never need to fear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I wis it is not half way to her heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if it were, doubt not her care should be" & @CRLF & _
                "	To comb your noddle with a three-legg'd stool" & @CRLF & _
                "	And paint your face and use you like a fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIA	From all such devils, good Lord deliver us!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	And me too, good Lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Hush, master! here's some good pastime toward:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That wench is stark mad or wonderful froward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	But in the other's silence do I see" & @CRLF & _
                "	Maid's mild behavior and sobriety." & @CRLF & _
                "	Peace, Tranio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Well said, master; mum! and gaze your fill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Gentlemen, that I may soon make good" & @CRLF & _
                "	What I have said, Bianca, get you in:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let it not displease thee, good Bianca," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I will love thee ne'er the less, my girl." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	A pretty peat! it is best" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put finger in the eye, an she knew why." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	Sister, content you in my discontent." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir, to your pleasure humbly I subscribe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My books and instruments shall be my company," & @CRLF & _
                "	On them to took and practise by myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Hark, Tranio! thou may'st hear Minerva speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Signior Baptista, will you be so strange?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sorry am I that our good will effects" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bianca's grief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	                  Why will you mew her up," & @CRLF & _
                "	Signior Baptista, for this fiend of hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make her bear the penance of her tongue?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Gentlemen, content ye; I am resolved:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go in, Bianca:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BIANCA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for I know she taketh most delight" & @CRLF & _
                "	In music, instruments and poetry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Schoolmasters will I keep within my house," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fit to instruct her youth. If you, Hortensio," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or Signior Gremio, you, know any such," & @CRLF & _
                "	Prefer them hither; for to cunning men" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will be very kind, and liberal" & @CRLF & _
                "	To mine own children in good bringing up:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so farewell. Katharina, you may stay;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I have more to commune with Bianca." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Why, and I trust I may go too, may I not? What," & @CRLF & _
                "	shall I be appointed hours; as though, belike, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	knew not what to take and what to leave, ha?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	You may go to the devil's dam: your gifts are so" & @CRLF & _
                "	good, here's none will hold you. Their love is not" & @CRLF & _
                "	so great, Hortensio, but we may blow our nails" & @CRLF & _
                "	together, and fast it fairly out: our cakes dough on" & @CRLF & _
                "	both sides. Farewell: yet for the love I bear my" & @CRLF & _
                "	sweet Bianca, if I can by any means light on a fit" & @CRLF & _
                "	man to teach her that wherein she delights, I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	wish him to her father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	So will I, Signior Gremio: but a word, I pray." & @CRLF & _
                "	Though the nature of our quarrel yet never brooked" & @CRLF & _
                "	parle, know now, upon advice, it toucheth us both," & @CRLF & _
                "	that we may yet again have access to our fair" & @CRLF & _
                "	mistress and be happy rivals in Bianco's love, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	labour and effect one thing specially." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	What's that, I pray?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Marry, sir, to get a husband for her sister." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	A husband! a devil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	I say, a husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	I say, a devil. Thinkest thou, Hortensio, though" & @CRLF & _
                "	her father be very rich, any man is so very a fool" & @CRLF & _
                "	to be married to hell?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Tush, Gremio, though it pass your patience and mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	to endure her loud alarums, why, man, there be good" & @CRLF & _
                "	fellows in the world, an a man could light on them," & @CRLF & _
                "	would take her with all faults, and money enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	I cannot tell; but I had as lief take her dowry with" & @CRLF & _
                "	this condition, to be whipped at the high cross" & @CRLF & _
                "	every morning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Faith, as you say, there's small choice in rotten" & @CRLF & _
                "	apples. But come; since this bar in law makes us" & @CRLF & _
                "	friends, it shall be so far forth friendly" & @CRLF & _
                "	maintained all by helping Baptista's eldest daughter" & @CRLF & _
                "	to a husband we set his youngest free for a husband," & @CRLF & _
                "	and then have to't a fresh. Sweet Bianca! Happy man" & @CRLF & _
                "	be his dole! He that runs fastest gets the ring." & @CRLF & _
                "	How say you, Signior Gremio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	I am agreed; and would I had given him the best" & @CRLF & _
                "	horse in Padua to begin his wooing that would" & @CRLF & _
                "	thoroughly woo her, wed her and bed her and rid the" & @CRLF & _
                "	house of her! Come on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt GREMIO and HORTENSIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	I pray, sir, tell me, is it possible" & @CRLF & _
                "	That love should of a sudden take such hold?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	O Tranio, till I found it to be true," & @CRLF & _
                "	I never thought it possible or likely;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But see, while idly I stood looking on," & @CRLF & _
                "	I found the effect of love in idleness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now in plainness do confess to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	That art to me as secret and as dear" & @CRLF & _
                "	As Anna to the queen of Carthage was," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tranio, I burn, I pine, I perish, Tranio," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I achieve not this young modest girl." & @CRLF & _
                "	Counsel me, Tranio, for I know thou canst;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Assist me, Tranio, for I know thou wilt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Master, it is no time to chide you now;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Affection is not rated from the heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If love have touch'd you, nought remains but so," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Redime te captum quam queas minimo.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Gramercies, lad, go forward; this contents:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rest will comfort, for thy counsel's sound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Master, you look'd so longly on the maid," & @CRLF & _
                "	Perhaps you mark'd not what's the pith of all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	O yes, I saw sweet beauty in her face," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such as the daughter of Agenor had," & @CRLF & _
                "	That made great Jove to humble him to her hand." & @CRLF & _
                "	When with his knees he kiss'd the Cretan strand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Saw you no more? mark'd you not how her sister" & @CRLF & _
                "	Began to scold and raise up such a storm" & @CRLF & _
                "	That mortal ears might hardly endure the din?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Tranio, I saw her coral lips to move" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with her breath she did perfume the air:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sacred and sweet was all I saw in her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Nay, then, 'tis time to stir him from his trance." & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray, awake, sir: if you love the maid," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bend thoughts and wits to achieve her. Thus it stands:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her eldest sister is so curst and shrewd" & @CRLF & _
                "	That till the father rid his hands of her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Master, your love must live a maid at home;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore has he closely mew'd her up," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because she will not be annoy'd with suitors." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Ah, Tranio, what a cruel father's he!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But art thou not advised, he took some care" & @CRLF & _
                "	To get her cunning schoolmasters to instruct her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Ay, marry, am I, sir; and now 'tis plotted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	I have it, Tranio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	                  Master, for my hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Both our inventions meet and jump in one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Tell me thine first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	You will be schoolmaster" & @CRLF & _
                "	And undertake the teaching of the maid:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That's your device." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	It is: may it be done?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Not possible; for who shall bear your part," & @CRLF & _
                "	And be in Padua here Vincentio's son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep house and ply his book, welcome his friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Visit his countrymen and banquet them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Basta; content thee, for I have it full." & @CRLF & _
                "	We have not yet been seen in any house," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor can we lie distinguish'd by our faces" & @CRLF & _
                "	For man or master; then it follows thus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt be master, Tranio, in my stead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep house and port and servants as I should:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will some other be, some Florentine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some Neapolitan, or meaner man of Pisa." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis hatch'd and shall be so: Tranio, at once" & @CRLF & _
                "	Uncase thee; take my colour'd hat and cloak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When Biondello comes, he waits on thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will charm him first to keep his tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	So had you need." & @CRLF & _
                "	In brief, sir, sith it your pleasure is," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I am tied to be obedient;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For so your father charged me at our parting," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Be serviceable to my son,' quoth he," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although I think 'twas in another sense;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am content to be Lucentio," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because so well I love Lucentio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Tranio, be so, because Lucentio loves:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let me be a slave, to achieve that maid" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose sudden sight hath thrall'd my wounded eye." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes the rogue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BIONDELLO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		Sirrah, where have you been?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	Where have I been! Nay, how now! where are you?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Master, has my fellow Tranio stolen your clothes? Or" & @CRLF & _
                "	you stolen his? or both? pray, what's the news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Sirrah, come hither: 'tis no time to jest," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore frame your manners to the time." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your fellow Tranio here, to save my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Puts my apparel and my countenance on," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I for my escape have put on his;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For in a quarrel since I came ashore" & @CRLF & _
                "	I kill'd a man and fear I was descried:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wait you on him, I charge you, as becomes," & @CRLF & _
                "	While I make way from hence to save my life:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You understand me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	                  I, sir! ne'er a whit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	And not a jot of Tranio in your mouth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tranio is changed into Lucentio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	The better for him: would I were so too!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	So could I, faith, boy, to have the next wish after," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Lucentio indeed had Baptista's youngest daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, sirrah, not for my sake, but your master's, I advise" & @CRLF & _
                "	You use your manners discreetly in all kind of companies:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I am alone, why, then I am Tranio;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in all places else your master Lucentio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Tranio, let's go: one thing more rests, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	thyself execute, to make one among these wooers: if" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou ask me why, sufficeth, my reasons are both good" & @CRLF & _
                "	and weighty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The presenters above speak]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	My lord, you nod; you do not mind the play." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLY	Yes, by Saint Anne, do I. A good matter, surely:" & @CRLF & _
                "	comes there any more of it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	My lord, 'tis but begun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SLY	'Tis a very excellent piece of work, madam lady:" & @CRLF & _
                "	would 'twere done!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They sit and mark]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TAMING OF THE SHREW" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Padua. Before HORTENSIO'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PETRUCHIO and his man GRUMIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Verona, for a while I take my leave," & @CRLF & _
                "	To see my friends in Padua, but of all" & @CRLF & _
                "	My best beloved and approved friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hortensio; and I trow this is his house." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, sirrah Grumio; knock, I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Knock, sir! whom should I knock? is there man has" & @CRLF & _
                "	rebused your worship?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Villain, I say, knock me here soundly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Knock you here, sir! why, sir, what am I, sir, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	I should knock you here, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Villain, I say, knock me at this gate" & @CRLF & _
                "	And rap me well, or I'll knock your knave's pate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	My master is grown quarrelsome. I should knock" & @CRLF & _
                "	you first," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then I know after who comes by the worst." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Will it not be?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Faith, sirrah, an you'll not knock, I'll ring it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll try how you can sol, fa, and sing it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He wrings him by the ears]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Help, masters, help! my master is mad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Now, knock when I bid you, sirrah villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HORTENSIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	How now! what's the matter? My old friend Grumio!" & @CRLF & _
                "	and my good friend Petruchio! How do you all at Verona?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Signior Hortensio, come you to part the fray?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Con tutto il cuore, ben trovato,' may I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	'Alla nostra casa ben venuto, molto honorato signor" & @CRLF & _
                "	mio Petruchio.' Rise, Grumio, rise: we will compound" & @CRLF & _
                "	this quarrel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Nay, 'tis no matter, sir, what he 'leges in Latin." & @CRLF & _
                "	if this be not a lawful case for me to leave his" & @CRLF & _
                "	service, look you, sir, he bid me knock him and rap" & @CRLF & _
                "	him soundly, sir: well, was it fit for a servant to" & @CRLF & _
                "	use his master so, being perhaps, for aught I see," & @CRLF & _
                "	two and thirty, a pip out? Whom would to God I had" & @CRLF & _
                "	well knock'd at first, Then had not Grumio come by the worst." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	A senseless villain! Good Hortensio," & @CRLF & _
                "	I bade the rascal knock upon your gate" & @CRLF & _
                "	And could not get him for my heart to do it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Knock at the gate! O heavens! Spake you not these" & @CRLF & _
                "	words plain, 'Sirrah, knock me here, rap me here," & @CRLF & _
                "	knock me well, and knock me soundly'? And come you" & @CRLF & _
                "	now with, 'knocking at the gate'?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Sirrah, be gone, or talk not, I advise you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Petruchio, patience; I am Grumio's pledge:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, this's a heavy chance 'twixt him and you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your ancient, trusty, pleasant servant Grumio." & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell me now, sweet friend, what happy gale" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blows you to Padua here from old Verona?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Such wind as scatters young men through the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	To seek their fortunes farther than at home" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where small experience grows. But in a few," & @CRLF & _
                "	Signior Hortensio, thus it stands with me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Antonio, my father, is deceased;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I have thrust myself into this maze," & @CRLF & _
                "	Haply to wive and thrive as best I may:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Crowns in my purse I have and goods at home," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so am come abroad to see the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Petruchio, shall I then come roundly to thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wish thee to a shrewd ill-favour'd wife?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou'ldst thank me but a little for my counsel:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet I'll promise thee she shall be rich" & @CRLF & _
                "	And very rich: but thou'rt too much my friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I'll not wish thee to her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Signior Hortensio, 'twixt such friends as we" & @CRLF & _
                "	Few words suffice; and therefore, if thou know" & @CRLF & _
                "	One rich enough to be Petruchio's wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	As wealth is burden of my wooing dance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be she as foul as was Florentius' love," & @CRLF & _
                "	As old as Sibyl and as curst and shrewd" & @CRLF & _
                "	As Socrates' Xanthippe, or a worse," & @CRLF & _
                "	She moves me not, or not removes, at least," & @CRLF & _
                "	Affection's edge in me, were she as rough" & @CRLF & _
                "	As are the swelling Adriatic seas:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I come to wive it wealthily in Padua;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If wealthily, then happily in Padua." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Nay, look you, sir, he tells you flatly what his" & @CRLF & _
                "	mind is: Why give him gold enough and marry him to" & @CRLF & _
                "	a puppet or an aglet-baby; or an old trot with ne'er" & @CRLF & _
                "	a tooth in her head, though she have as many diseases" & @CRLF & _
                "	as two and fifty horses: why, nothing comes amiss," & @CRLF & _
                "	so money comes withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Petruchio, since we are stepp'd thus far in," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will continue that I broach'd in jest." & @CRLF & _
                "	I can, Petruchio, help thee to a wife" & @CRLF & _
                "	With wealth enough and young and beauteous," & @CRLF & _
                "	Brought up as best becomes a gentlewoman:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her only fault, and that is faults enough," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is that she is intolerable curst" & @CRLF & _
                "	And shrewd and froward, so beyond all measure" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, were my state far worser than it is," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not wed her for a mine of gold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Hortensio, peace! thou know'st not gold's effect:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me her father's name and 'tis enough;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I will board her, though she chide as loud" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thunder when the clouds in autumn crack." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Her father is Baptista Minola," & @CRLF & _
                "	An affable and courteous gentleman:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her name is Katharina Minola," & @CRLF & _
                "	Renown'd in Padua for her scolding tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	I know her father, though I know not her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he knew my deceased father well." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not sleep, Hortensio, till I see her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore let me be thus bold with you" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give you over at this first encounter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless you will accompany me thither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	I pray you, sir, let him go while the humour lasts." & @CRLF & _
                "	O' my word, an she knew him as well as I do, she" & @CRLF & _
                "	would think scolding would do little good upon him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	she may perhaps call him half a score knaves or so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	why, that's nothing; an he begin once, he'll rail in" & @CRLF & _
                "	his rope-tricks. I'll tell you what sir, an she" & @CRLF & _
                "	stand him but a little, he will throw a figure in" & @CRLF & _
                "	her face and so disfigure her with it that she" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall have no more eyes to see withal than a cat." & @CRLF & _
                "	You know him not, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Tarry, Petruchio, I must go with thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	For in Baptista's keep my treasure is:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath the jewel of my life in hold," & @CRLF & _
                "	His youngest daughter, beautiful Binaca," & @CRLF & _
                "	And her withholds from me and other more," & @CRLF & _
                "	Suitors to her and rivals in my love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Supposing it a thing impossible," & @CRLF & _
                "	For those defects I have before rehearsed," & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever Katharina will be woo'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore this order hath Baptista ta'en," & @CRLF & _
                "	That none shall have access unto Bianca" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till Katharina the curst have got a husband." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Katharina the curst!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A title for a maid of all titles the worst." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Now shall my friend Petruchio do me grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	And offer me disguised in sober robes" & @CRLF & _
                "	To old Baptista as a schoolmaster" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well seen in music, to instruct Bianca;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That so I may, by this device, at least" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have leave and leisure to make love to her" & @CRLF & _
                "	And unsuspected court her by herself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Here's no knavery! See, to beguile the old folks," & @CRLF & _
                "	how the young folks lay their heads together!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GREMIO, and LUCENTIO disguised]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Master, master, look about you: who goes there, ha?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Peace, Grumio! it is the rival of my love." & @CRLF & _
                "	Petruchio, stand by a while." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	A proper stripling and an amorous!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	O, very well; I have perused the note." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark you, sir: I'll have them very fairly bound:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All books of love, see that at any hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And see you read no other lectures to her:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You understand me: over and beside" & @CRLF & _
                "	Signior Baptista's liberality," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll mend it with a largess. Take your paper too," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let me have them very well perfumed" & @CRLF & _
                "	For she is sweeter than perfume itself" & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom they go to. What will you read to her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Whate'er I read to her, I'll plead for you" & @CRLF & _
                "	As for my patron, stand you so assured," & @CRLF & _
                "	As firmly as yourself were still in place:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, and perhaps with more successful words" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than you, unless you were a scholar, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	O this learning, what a thing it is!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	O this woodcock, what an ass it is!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Peace, sirrah!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Grumio, mum! God save you, Signior Gremio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	And you are well met, Signior Hortensio." & @CRLF & _
                "	Trow you whither I am going? To Baptista Minola." & @CRLF & _
                "	I promised to inquire carefully" & @CRLF & _
                "	About a schoolmaster for the fair Bianca:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by good fortune I have lighted well" & @CRLF & _
                "	On this young man, for learning and behavior" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fit for her turn, well read in poetry" & @CRLF & _
                "	And other books, good ones, I warrant ye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	'Tis well; and I have met a gentleman" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath promised me to help me to another," & @CRLF & _
                "	A fine musician to instruct our mistress;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So shall I no whit be behind in duty" & @CRLF & _
                "	To fair Bianca, so beloved of me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	Beloved of me; and that my deeds shall prove." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	And that his bags shall prove." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Gremio, 'tis now no time to vent our love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Listen to me, and if you speak me fair," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll tell you news indifferent good for either." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is a gentleman whom by chance I met," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon agreement from us to his liking," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will undertake to woo curst Katharina," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, and to marry her, if her dowry please." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	So said, so done, is well." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hortensio, have you told him all her faults?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	I know she is an irksome brawling scold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If that be all, masters, I hear no harm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	No, say'st me so, friend? What countryman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Born in Verona, old Antonio's son:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father dead, my fortune lives for me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I do hope good days and long to see." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	O sir, such a life, with such a wife, were strange!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if you have a stomach, to't i' God's name:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall have me assisting you in all." & @CRLF & _
                "	But will you woo this wild-cat?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Will I live?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Will he woo her? ay, or I'll hang her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Why came I hither but to that intent?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think you a little din can daunt mine ears?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I not in my time heard lions roar?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I not heard the sea puff'd up with winds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rage like an angry boar chafed with sweat?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I not heard great ordnance in the field," & @CRLF & _
                "	And heaven's artillery thunder in the skies?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I not in a pitched battle heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	Loud 'larums, neighing steeds, and trumpets' clang?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And do you tell me of a woman's tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	That gives not half so great a blow to hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	As will a chestnut in a farmer's fire?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tush, tush! fear boys with bugs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	For he fears none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	Hortensio, hark:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This gentleman is happily arrived," & @CRLF & _
                "	My mind presumes, for his own good and ours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	I promised we would be contributors" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bear his charging of wooing, whatsoe'er." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	And so we will, provided that he win her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	I would I were as sure of a good dinner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TRANIO brave, and BIONDELLO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Gentlemen, God save you. If I may be bold," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me, I beseech you, which is the readiest way" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the house of Signior Baptista Minola?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	He that has the two fair daughters: is't he you mean?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Even he, Biondello." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	Hark you, sir; you mean not her to--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Perhaps, him and her, sir: what have you to do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Not her that chides, sir, at any hand, I pray." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	I love no chiders, sir. Biondello, let's away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Well begun, Tranio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Sir, a word ere you go;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are you a suitor to the maid you talk of, yea or no?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	And if I be, sir, is it any offence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	No; if without more words you will get you hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Why, sir, I pray, are not the streets as free" & @CRLF & _
                "	For me as for you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	                  But so is not she." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	For what reason, I beseech you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	For this reason, if you'll know," & @CRLF & _
                "	That she's the choice love of Signior Gremio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	That she's the chosen of Signior Hortensio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Softly, my masters! if you be gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do me this right; hear me with patience." & @CRLF & _
                "	Baptista is a noble gentleman," & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom my father is not all unknown;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And were his daughter fairer than she is," & @CRLF & _
                "	She may more suitors have and me for one." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fair Leda's daughter had a thousand wooers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then well one more may fair Bianca have:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so she shall; Lucentio shall make one," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though Paris came in hope to speed alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	What! this gentleman will out-talk us all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Sir, give him head: I know he'll prove a jade." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Hortensio, to what end are all these words?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Sir, let me be so bold as ask you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did you yet ever see Baptista's daughter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	No, sir; but hear I do that he hath two," & @CRLF & _
                "	The one as famous for a scolding tongue" & @CRLF & _
                "	As is the other for beauteous modesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Sir, sir, the first's for me; let her go by." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	Yea, leave that labour to great Hercules;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let it be more than Alcides' twelve." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Sir, understand you this of me in sooth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The youngest daughter whom you hearken for" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her father keeps from all access of suitors," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will not promise her to any man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Until the elder sister first be wed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The younger then is free and not before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	If it be so, sir, that you are the man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must stead us all and me amongst the rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	And if you break the ice and do this feat," & @CRLF & _
                "	Achieve the elder, set the younger free" & @CRLF & _
                "	For our access, whose hap shall be to have her" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will not so graceless be to be ingrate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Sir, you say well and well you do conceive;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And since you do profess to be a suitor," & @CRLF & _
                "	You must, as we do, gratify this gentleman," & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom we all rest generally beholding." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Sir, I shall not be slack: in sign whereof," & @CRLF & _
                "	Please ye we may contrive this afternoon," & @CRLF & _
                "	And quaff carouses to our mistress' health," & @CRLF & _
                "	And do as adversaries do in law," & @CRLF & _
                "	Strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  O excellent motion! Fellows, let's be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	The motion's good indeed and be it so," & @CRLF & _
                "	Petruchio, I shall be your ben venuto." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TAMING OF THE SHREW" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Padua. A room in BAPTISTA'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KATHARINA and BIANCA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	Good sister, wrong me not, nor wrong yourself," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make a bondmaid and a slave of me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I disdain: but for these other gawds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unbind my hands, I'll pull them off myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, all my raiment, to my petticoat;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or what you will command me will I do," & @CRLF & _
                "	So well I know my duty to my elders." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Of all thy suitors, here I charge thee, tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom thou lovest best: see thou dissemble not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	Believe me, sister, of all the men alive" & @CRLF & _
                "	I never yet beheld that special face" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I could fancy more than any other." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Minion, thou liest. Is't not Hortensio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	If you affect him, sister, here I swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll plead for you myself, but you shall have" & @CRLF & _
                "	him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	O then, belike, you fancy riches more:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You will have Gremio to keep you fair." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	Is it for him you do envy me so?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay then you jest, and now I well perceive" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have but jested with me all this while:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, sister Kate, untie my hands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	If that be jest, then all the rest was so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Strikes her]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BAPTISTA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Why, how now, dame! whence grows this insolence?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bianca, stand aside. Poor girl! she weeps." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go ply thy needle; meddle not with her." & @CRLF & _
                "	For shame, thou helding of a devilish spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why dost thou wrong her that did ne'er wrong thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "	When did she cross thee with a bitter word?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Her silence flouts me, and I'll be revenged." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flies after BIANCA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	What, in my sight? Bianca, get thee in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BIANCA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	What, will you not suffer me? Nay, now I see" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is your treasure, she must have a husband;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must dance bare-foot on her wedding day" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for your love to her lead apes in hell." & @CRLF & _
                "	Talk not to me: I will go sit and weep" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till I can find occasion of revenge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Was ever gentleman thus grieved as I?" & @CRLF & _
                "	But who comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GREMIO, LUCENTIO in the habit of a mean man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	PETRUCHIO, with HORTENSIO as a musician; and TRANIO," & @CRLF & _
                "	with BIONDELLO bearing a lute and books]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	Good morrow, neighbour Baptista." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Good morrow, neighbour Gremio." & @CRLF & _
                "	God save you, gentlemen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	And you, good sir! Pray, have you not a daughter" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call'd Katharina, fair and virtuous?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	I have a daughter, sir, called Katharina." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	You are too blunt: go to it orderly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	You wrong me, Signior Gremio: give me leave." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am a gentleman of Verona, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, hearing of her beauty and her wit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her affability and bashful modesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her wondrous qualities and mild behavior," & @CRLF & _
                "	Am bold to show myself a forward guest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within your house, to make mine eye the witness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of that report which I so oft have heard." & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for an entrance to my entertainment," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do present you with a man of mine," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Presenting HORTENSIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cunning in music and the mathematics," & @CRLF & _
                "	To instruct her fully in those sciences," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereof I know she is not ignorant:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Accept of him, or else you do me wrong:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His name is Licio, born in Mantua." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	You're welcome, sir; and he, for your good sake." & @CRLF & _
                "	But for my daughter Katharina, this I know," & @CRLF & _
                "	She is not for your turn, the more my grief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	I see you do not mean to part with her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else you like not of my company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Mistake me not; I speak but as I find." & @CRLF & _
                "	Whence are you, sir? what may I call your name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Petruchio is my name; Antonio's son," & @CRLF & _
                "	A man well known throughout all Italy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	I know him well: you are welcome for his sake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	Saving your tale, Petruchio, I pray," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us, that are poor petitioners, speak too:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Baccare! you are marvellous forward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	O, pardon me, Signior Gremio; I would fain be doing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	I doubt it not, sir; but you will curse your" & @CRLF & _
                "	wooing. Neighbour, this is a gift very grateful, I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	sure of it. To express the like kindness, myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	that have been more kindly beholding to you than" & @CRLF & _
                "	any, freely give unto you this young scholar," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Presenting LUCENTIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	that hath been long studying at Rheims; as cunning" & @CRLF & _
                "	in Greek, Latin, and other languages, as the other" & @CRLF & _
                "	in music and mathematics: his name is Cambio; pray," & @CRLF & _
                "	accept his service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	A thousand thanks, Signior Gremio." & @CRLF & _
                "	Welcome, good Cambio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To TRANIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, gentle sir, methinks you walk like a stranger:" & @CRLF & _
                "	may I be so bold to know the cause of your coming?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Pardon me, sir, the boldness is mine own," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, being a stranger in this city here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do make myself a suitor to your daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto Bianca, fair and virtuous." & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor is your firm resolve unknown to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	In the preferment of the eldest sister." & @CRLF & _
                "	This liberty is all that I request," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, upon knowledge of my parentage," & @CRLF & _
                "	I may have welcome 'mongst the rest that woo" & @CRLF & _
                "	And free access and favour as the rest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, toward the education of your daughters," & @CRLF & _
                "	I here bestow a simple instrument," & @CRLF & _
                "	And this small packet of Greek and Latin books:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you accept them, then their worth is great." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Lucentio is your name; of whence, I pray?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Of Pisa, sir; son to Vincentio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	A mighty man of Pisa; by report" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know him well: you are very welcome, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Take you the lute, and you the set of books;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall go see your pupils presently." & @CRLF & _
                "	Holla, within!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sirrah, lead these gentlemen" & @CRLF & _
                "	To my daughters; and tell them both," & @CRLF & _
                "	These are their tutors: bid them use them well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Servant, with LUCENTIO and HORTENSIO," & @CRLF & _
                "	BIONDELLO following]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	We will go walk a little in the orchard," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then to dinner. You are passing welcome," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so I pray you all to think yourselves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Signior Baptista, my business asketh haste," & @CRLF & _
                "	And every day I cannot come to woo." & @CRLF & _
                "	You knew my father well, and in him me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Left solely heir to all his lands and goods," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I have better'd rather than decreased:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then tell me, if I get your daughter's love," & @CRLF & _
                "	What dowry shall I have with her to wife?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	After my death the one half of my lands," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in possession twenty thousand crowns." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	And, for that dowry, I'll assure her of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her widowhood, be it that she survive me," & @CRLF & _
                "	In all my lands and leases whatsoever:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let specialties be therefore drawn between us," & @CRLF & _
                "	That covenants may be kept on either hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Ay, when the special thing is well obtain'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	That is, her love; for that is all in all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Why, that is nothing: for I tell you, father," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am as peremptory as she proud-minded;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And where two raging fires meet together" & @CRLF & _
                "	They do consume the thing that feeds their fury:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though little fire grows great with little wind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So I to her and so she yields to me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am rough and woo not like a babe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Well mayst thou woo, and happy be thy speed!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But be thou arm'd for some unhappy words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Ay, to the proof; as mountains are for winds," & @CRLF & _
                "	That shake not, though they blow perpetually." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter HORTENSIO, with his head broke]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	How now, my friend! why dost thou look so pale?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	For fear, I promise you, if I look pale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	What, will my daughter prove a good musician?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	I think she'll sooner prove a soldier" & @CRLF & _
                "	Iron may hold with her, but never lutes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Why, then thou canst not break her to the lute?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Why, no; for she hath broke the lute to me." & @CRLF & _
                "	I did but tell her she mistook her frets," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bow'd her hand to teach her fingering;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When, with a most impatient devilish spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Frets, call you these?' quoth she; 'I'll fume" & @CRLF & _
                "	with them:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, with that word, she struck me on the head," & @CRLF & _
                "	And through the instrument my pate made way;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And there I stood amazed for a while," & @CRLF & _
                "	As on a pillory, looking through the lute;" & @CRLF & _
                "	While she did call me rascal fiddler" & @CRLF & _
                "	And twangling Jack; with twenty such vile terms," & @CRLF & _
                "	As had she studied to misuse me so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Now, by the world, it is a lusty wench;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I love her ten times more than e'er I did:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, how I long to have some chat with her!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Well, go with me and be not so discomfited:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proceed in practise with my younger daughter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She's apt to learn and thankful for good turns." & @CRLF & _
                "	Signior Petruchio, will you go with us," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or shall I send my daughter Kate to you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	I pray you do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but PETRUCHIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will attend her here," & @CRLF & _
                "	And woo her with some spirit when she comes." & @CRLF & _
                "	Say that she rail; why then I'll tell her plain" & @CRLF & _
                "	She sings as sweetly as a nightingale:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say that she frown, I'll say she looks as clear" & @CRLF & _
                "	As morning roses newly wash'd with dew:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say she be mute and will not speak a word;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then I'll commend her volubility," & @CRLF & _
                "	And say she uttereth piercing eloquence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If she do bid me pack, I'll give her thanks," & @CRLF & _
                "	As though she bid me stay by her a week:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If she deny to wed, I'll crave the day" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I shall ask the banns and when be married." & @CRLF & _
                "	But here she comes; and now, Petruchio, speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KATHARINA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good morrow, Kate; for that's your name, I hear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Well have you heard, but something hard of hearing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They call me Katharina that do talk of me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	You lie, in faith; for you are call'd plain Kate," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bonny Kate and sometimes Kate the curst;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But Kate, the prettiest Kate in Christendom" & @CRLF & _
                "	Kate of Kate Hall, my super-dainty Kate," & @CRLF & _
                "	For dainties are all Kates, and therefore, Kate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Take this of me, Kate of my consolation;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hearing thy mildness praised in every town," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy virtues spoke of, and thy beauty sounded," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet not so deeply as to thee belongs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself am moved to woo thee for my wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Moved! in good time: let him that moved you hither" & @CRLF & _
                "	Remove you hence: I knew you at the first" & @CRLF & _
                "	You were a moveable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Why, what's a moveable?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	A join'd-stool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Thou hast hit it: come, sit on me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Asses are made to bear, and so are you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Women are made to bear, and so are you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	No such jade as you, if me you mean." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Alas! good Kate, I will not burden thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, knowing thee to be but young and light--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Too light for such a swain as you to catch;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet as heavy as my weight should be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Should be! should--buzz!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Well ta'en, and like a buzzard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	O slow-wing'd turtle! shall a buzzard take thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Ay, for a turtle, as he takes a buzzard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Come, come, you wasp; i' faith, you are too angry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	If I be waspish, best beware my sting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	My remedy is then, to pluck it out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Ay, if the fool could find it where it lies," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Who knows not where a wasp does" & @CRLF & _
                "	wear his sting? In his tail." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	In his tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Whose tongue?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Yours, if you talk of tails: and so farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	What, with my tongue in your tail? nay, come again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Good Kate; I am a gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	That I'll try." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[She strikes him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	I swear I'll cuff you, if you strike again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	So may you lose your arms:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you strike me, you are no gentleman;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if no gentleman, why then no arms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	A herald, Kate? O, put me in thy books!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	What is your crest? a coxcomb?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	A combless cock, so Kate will be my hen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	No cock of mine; you crow too like a craven." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Nay, come, Kate, come; you must not look so sour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	It is my fashion, when I see a crab." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Why, here's no crab; and therefore look not sour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	There is, there is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Then show it me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Had I a glass, I would." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	What, you mean my face?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Well aim'd of such a young one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Now, by Saint George, I am too young for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Yet you are wither'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	'Tis with cares." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	I care not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Nay, hear you, Kate: in sooth you scape not so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	I chafe you, if I tarry: let me go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	No, not a whit: I find you passing gentle." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twas told me you were rough and coy and sullen," & @CRLF & _
                "	And now I find report a very liar;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thou are pleasant, gamesome, passing courteous," & @CRLF & _
                "	But slow in speech, yet sweet as spring-time flowers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou canst not frown, thou canst not look askance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor bite the lip, as angry wenches will," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor hast thou pleasure to be cross in talk," & @CRLF & _
                "	But thou with mildness entertain'st thy wooers," & @CRLF & _
                "	With gentle conference, soft and affable." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why does the world report that Kate doth limp?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O slanderous world! Kate like the hazel-twig" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is straight and slender and as brown in hue" & @CRLF & _
                "	As hazel nuts and sweeter than the kernels." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, let me see thee walk: thou dost not halt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Go, fool, and whom thou keep'st command." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Did ever Dian so become a grove" & @CRLF & _
                "	As Kate this chamber with her princely gait?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, be thou Dian, and let her be Kate;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then let Kate be chaste and Dian sportful!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Where did you study all this goodly speech?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	It is extempore, from my mother-wit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	A witty mother! witless else her son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Am I not wise?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Yes; keep you warm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Marry, so I mean, sweet Katharina, in thy bed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore, setting all this chat aside," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus in plain terms: your father hath consented" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you shall be my wife; your dowry 'greed on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, Will you, nill you, I will marry you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, Kate, I am a husband for your turn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, by this light, whereby I see thy beauty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy beauty, that doth make me like thee well," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou must be married to no man but me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am he am born to tame you Kate," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring you from a wild Kate to a Kate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Conformable as other household Kates." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes your father: never make denial;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must and will have Katharina to my wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BAPTISTA, GREMIO, and TRANIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Now, Signior Petruchio, how speed you with my daughter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	How but well, sir? how but well?" & @CRLF & _
                "	It were impossible I should speed amiss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Why, how now, daughter Katharina! in your dumps?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Call you me daughter? now, I promise you" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have show'd a tender fatherly regard," & @CRLF & _
                "	To wish me wed to one half lunatic;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A mad-cup ruffian and a swearing Jack," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thinks with oaths to face the matter out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Father, 'tis thus: yourself and all the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	That talk'd of her, have talk'd amiss of her:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If she be curst, it is for policy," & @CRLF & _
                "	For she's not froward, but modest as the dove;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is not hot, but temperate as the morn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For patience she will prove a second Grissel," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Roman Lucrece for her chastity:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to conclude, we have 'greed so well together," & @CRLF & _
                "	That upon Sunday is the wedding-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	I'll see thee hang'd on Sunday first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	Hark, Petruchio; she says she'll see thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	hang'd first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Is this your speeding? nay, then, good night our part!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Be patient, gentlemen; I choose her for myself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If she and I be pleased, what's that to you?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis bargain'd 'twixt us twain, being alone," & @CRLF & _
                "	That she shall still be curst in company." & @CRLF & _
                "	I tell you, 'tis incredible to believe" & @CRLF & _
                "	How much she loves me: O, the kindest Kate!" & @CRLF & _
                "	She hung about my neck; and kiss on kiss" & @CRLF & _
                "	She vied so fast, protesting oath on oath," & @CRLF & _
                "	That in a twink she won me to her love." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, you are novices! 'tis a world to see," & @CRLF & _
                "	How tame, when men and women are alone," & @CRLF & _
                "	A meacock wretch can make the curstest shrew." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me thy hand, Kate: I will unto Venice," & @CRLF & _
                "	To buy apparel 'gainst the wedding-day." & @CRLF & _
                "	Provide the feast, father, and bid the guests;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will be sure my Katharina shall be fine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	I know not what to say: but give me your hands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	God send you joy, Petruchio! 'tis a match." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  Amen, say we: we will be witnesses." & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Father, and wife, and gentlemen, adieu;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will to Venice; Sunday comes apace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We will have rings and things and fine array;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And kiss me, Kate, we will be married o'Sunday." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA severally]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	Was ever match clapp'd up so suddenly?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Faith, gentlemen, now I play a merchant's part," & @CRLF & _
                "	And venture madly on a desperate mart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	'Twas a commodity lay fretting by you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twill bring you gain, or perish on the seas." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	The gain I seek is, quiet in the match." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	No doubt but he hath got a quiet catch." & @CRLF & _
                "	But now, Baptists, to your younger daughter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now is the day we long have looked for:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am your neighbour, and was suitor first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	And I am one that love Bianca more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than words can witness, or your thoughts can guess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	Youngling, thou canst not love so dear as I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Graybeard, thy love doth freeze." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	But thine doth fry." & @CRLF & _
                "	Skipper, stand back: 'tis age that nourisheth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	But youth in ladies' eyes that flourisheth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Content you, gentlemen: I will compound this strife:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis deeds must win the prize; and he of both" & @CRLF & _
                "	That can assure my daughter greatest dower" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall have my Bianca's love." & @CRLF & _
                "	Say, Signior Gremio, What can you assure her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	First, as you know, my house within the city" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is richly furnished with plate and gold;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Basins and ewers to lave her dainty hands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My hangings all of Tyrian tapestry;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In ivory coffers I have stuff'd my crowns;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In cypress chests my arras counterpoints," & @CRLF & _
                "	Costly apparel, tents, and canopies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fine linen, Turkey cushions boss'd with pearl," & @CRLF & _
                "	Valance of Venice gold in needlework," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pewter and brass and all things that belong" & @CRLF & _
                "	To house or housekeeping: then, at my farm" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a hundred milch-kine to the pail," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sixscore fat oxen standing in my stalls," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all things answerable to this portion." & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself am struck in years, I must confess;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if I die to-morrow, this is hers," & @CRLF & _
                "	If whilst I live she will be only mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	That 'only' came well in. Sir, list to me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am my father's heir and only son:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I may have your daughter to my wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll leave her houses three or four as good," & @CRLF & _
                "	Within rich Pisa walls, as any one" & @CRLF & _
                "	Old Signior Gremio has in Padua;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides two thousand ducats by the year" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of fruitful land, all which shall be her jointure." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, have I pinch'd you, Signior Gremio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	Two thousand ducats by the year of land!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My land amounts not to so much in all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That she shall have; besides an argosy" & @CRLF & _
                "	That now is lying in Marseilles' road." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, have I choked you with an argosy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Gremio, 'tis known my father hath no less" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than three great argosies; besides two galliases," & @CRLF & _
                "	And twelve tight galleys: these I will assure her," & @CRLF & _
                "	And twice as much, whate'er thou offer'st next." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	Nay, I have offer'd all, I have no more;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And she can have no more than all I have:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you like me, she shall have me and mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Why, then the maid is mine from all the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	By your firm promise: Gremio is out-vied." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	I must confess your offer is the best;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, let your father make her the assurance," & @CRLF & _
                "	She is your own; else, you must pardon me," & @CRLF & _
                "	if you should die before him, where's her dower?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	That's but a cavil: he is old, I young." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	And may not young men die, as well as old?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Well, gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am thus resolved: on Sunday next you know" & @CRLF & _
                "	My daughter Katharina is to be married:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, on the Sunday following, shall Bianca" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be bride to you, if you this assurance;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not, Signior Gremio:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so, I take my leave, and thank you both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	Adieu, good neighbour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BAPTISTA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		Now I fear thee not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sirrah young gamester, your father were a fool" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give thee all, and in his waning age" & @CRLF & _
                "	Set foot under thy table: tut, a toy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	An old Italian fox is not so kind, my boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	A vengeance on your crafty wither'd hide!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet I have faced it with a card of ten." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis in my head to do my master good:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I see no reason but supposed Lucentio" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must get a father, call'd 'supposed Vincentio;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that's a wonder: fathers commonly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do get their children; but in this case of wooing," & @CRLF & _
                "	A child shall get a sire, if I fail not of my cunning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TAMING OF THE SHREW" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Padua. BAPTISTA'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LUCENTIO, HORTENSIO, and BIANCA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Fiddler, forbear; you grow too forward, sir:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have you so soon forgot the entertainment" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her sister Katharina welcomed you withal?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	But, wrangling pedant, this is" & @CRLF & _
                "	The patroness of heavenly harmony:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then give me leave to have prerogative;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when in music we have spent an hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your lecture shall have leisure for as much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Preposterous ass, that never read so far" & @CRLF & _
                "	To know the cause why music was ordain'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was it not to refresh the mind of man" & @CRLF & _
                "	After his studies or his usual pain?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then give me leave to read philosophy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And while I pause, serve in your harmony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Sirrah, I will not bear these braves of thine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	Why, gentlemen, you do me double wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "	To strive for that which resteth in my choice:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am no breeching scholar in the schools;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll not be tied to hours nor 'pointed times," & @CRLF & _
                "	But learn my lessons as I please myself." & @CRLF & _
                "	And, to cut off all strife, here sit we down:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take you your instrument, play you the whiles;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His lecture will be done ere you have tuned." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	You'll leave his lecture when I am in tune?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	That will be never: tune your instrument." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	Where left we last?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Here, madam:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Hic ibat Simois; hic est Sigeia tellus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hic steterat Priami regia celsa senis.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	Construe them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	'Hic ibat,' as I told you before, 'Simois,' I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lucentio, 'hic est,' son unto Vincentio of Pisa," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Sigeia tellus,' disguised thus to get your love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Hic steterat,' and that Lucentio that comes" & @CRLF & _
                "	a-wooing, 'Priami,' is my man Tranio, 'regia,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	bearing my port, 'celsa senis,' that we might" & @CRLF & _
                "	beguile the old pantaloon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Madam, my instrument's in tune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	Let's hear. O fie! the treble jars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Spit in the hole, man, and tune again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	Now let me see if I can construe it: 'Hic ibat" & @CRLF & _
                "	Simois,' I know you not, 'hic est Sigeia tellus,' I" & @CRLF & _
                "	trust you not; 'Hic steterat Priami,' take heed" & @CRLF & _
                "	he hear us not, 'regia,' presume not, 'celsa senis,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	despair not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Madam, 'tis now in tune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	All but the base." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	The base is right; 'tis the base knave that jars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How fiery and forward our pedant is!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, for my life, the knave doth court my love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pedascule, I'll watch you better yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	In time I may believe, yet I mistrust." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Mistrust it not: for, sure, AEacides" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was Ajax, call'd so from his grandfather." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	I must believe my master; else, I promise you," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should be arguing still upon that doubt:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But let it rest. Now, Licio, to you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good masters, take it not unkindly, pray," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have been thus pleasant with you both." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	You may go walk, and give me leave a while:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lessons make no music in three parts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Are you so formal, sir? well, I must wait," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And watch withal; for, but I be deceived," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our fine musician groweth amorous." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Madam, before you touch the instrument," & @CRLF & _
                "	To learn the order of my fingering," & @CRLF & _
                "	I must begin with rudiments of art;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To teach you gamut in a briefer sort," & @CRLF & _
                "	More pleasant, pithy and effectual," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than hath been taught by any of my trade:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And there it is in writing, fairly drawn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	Why, I am past my gamut long ago." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Yet read the gamut of Hortensio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	[Reads]  ''Gamut' I am, the ground of all accord," & @CRLF & _
                "	'A re,' to Plead Hortensio's passion;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'B mi,' Bianca, take him for thy lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	'C fa ut,' that loves with all affection:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'D sol re,' one clef, two notes have I:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'E la mi,' show pity, or I die.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call you this gamut? tut, I like it not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Old fashions please me best; I am not so nice," & @CRLF & _
                "	To change true rules for old inventions." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Mistress, your father prays you leave your books" & @CRLF & _
                "	And help to dress your sister's chamber up:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You know to-morrow is the wedding-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	Farewell, sweet masters both; I must be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt BIANCA and Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Faith, mistress, then I have no cause to stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	But I have cause to pry into this pedant:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks he looks as though he were in love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet if thy thoughts, Bianca, be so humble" & @CRLF & _
                "	To cast thy wandering eyes on every stale," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seize thee that list: if once I find thee ranging," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hortensio will be quit with thee by changing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TAMING OF THE SHREW" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Padua. Before BAPTISTA'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BAPTISTA, GREMIO, TRANIO, KATHARINA, BIANCA," & @CRLF & _
                "	LUCENTIO, and others, attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	[To TRANIO]  Signior Lucentio, this is the" & @CRLF & _
                "	'pointed day." & @CRLF & _
                "	That Katharina and Petruchio should be married," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet we hear not of our son-in-law." & @CRLF & _
                "	What will be said? what mockery will it be," & @CRLF & _
                "	To want the bridegroom when the priest attends" & @CRLF & _
                "	To speak the ceremonial rites of marriage!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What says Lucentio to this shame of ours?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	No shame but mine: I must, forsooth, be forced" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give my hand opposed against my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto a mad-brain rudesby full of spleen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who woo'd in haste and means to wed at leisure." & @CRLF & _
                "	I told you, I, he was a frantic fool," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hiding his bitter jests in blunt behavior:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, to be noted for a merry man," & @CRLF & _
                "	He'll woo a thousand, 'point the day of marriage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make feasts, invite friends, and proclaim the banns;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet never means to wed where he hath woo'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now must the world point at poor Katharina," & @CRLF & _
                "	And say, 'Lo, there is mad Petruchio's wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	If it would please him come and marry her!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Patience, good Katharina, and Baptista too." & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my life, Petruchio means but well," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whatever fortune stays him from his word:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though he be blunt, I know him passing wise;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though he be merry, yet withal he's honest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Would Katharina had never seen him though!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit weeping, followed by BIANCA and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Go, girl; I cannot blame thee now to weep;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For such an injury would vex a very saint," & @CRLF & _
                "	Much more a shrew of thy impatient humour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BIONDELLO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	Master, master! news, old news, and such news as" & @CRLF & _
                "	you never heard of!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Is it new and old too? how may that be?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	Why, is it not news, to hear of Petruchio's coming?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Is he come?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	Why, no, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	What then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	He is coming." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	When will he be here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	When he stands where I am and sees you there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	But say, what to thine old news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	Why, Petruchio is coming in a new hat and an old" & @CRLF & _
                "	jerkin, a pair of old breeches thrice turned, a pair" & @CRLF & _
                "	of boots that have been candle-cases, one buckled," & @CRLF & _
                "	another laced, an old rusty sword ta'en out of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	town-armory, with a broken hilt, and chapeless;" & @CRLF & _
                "	with two broken points: his horse hipped with an" & @CRLF & _
                "	old mothy saddle and stirrups of no kindred;" & @CRLF & _
                "	besides, possessed with the glanders and like to mose" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the chine; troubled with the lampass, infected" & @CRLF & _
                "	with the fashions, full of wingdalls, sped with" & @CRLF & _
                "	spavins, rayed with yellows, past cure of the fives," & @CRLF & _
                "	stark spoiled with the staggers, begnawn with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	bots, swayed in the back and shoulder-shotten;" & @CRLF & _
                "	near-legged before and with, a half-chequed bit" & @CRLF & _
                "	and a head-stall of sheeps leather which, being" & @CRLF & _
                "	restrained to keep him from stumbling, hath been" & @CRLF & _
                "	often burst and now repaired with knots; one girth" & @CRLF & _
                "	six time pieced and a woman's crupper of velure," & @CRLF & _
                "	which hath two letters for her name fairly set down" & @CRLF & _
                "	in studs, and here and there pieced with packthread." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Who comes with him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	O, sir, his lackey, for all the world caparisoned" & @CRLF & _
                "	like the horse; with a linen stock on one leg and a" & @CRLF & _
                "	kersey boot-hose on the other, gartered with a red" & @CRLF & _
                "	and blue list; an old hat and 'the humour of forty" & @CRLF & _
                "	fancies' pricked in't for a feather: a monster, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	very monster in apparel, and not like a Christian" & @CRLF & _
                "	footboy or a gentleman's lackey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	'Tis some odd humour pricks him to this fashion;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet oftentimes he goes but mean-apparell'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	I am glad he's come, howsoe'er he comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	Why, sir, he comes not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Didst thou not say he comes?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	Who? that Petruchio came?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Ay, that Petruchio came." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	No, sir, I say his horse comes, with him on his back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Why, that's all one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	   Nay, by Saint Jamy," & @CRLF & _
                "	I hold you a penny," & @CRLF & _
                "	A horse and a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is more than one," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet not many." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PETRUCHIO and GRUMIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Come, where be these gallants? who's at home?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	You are welcome, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	And yet I come not well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	And yet you halt not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Not so well apparell'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I wish you were." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Were it better, I should rush in thus." & @CRLF & _
                "	But where is Kate? where is my lovely bride?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How does my father? Gentles, methinks you frown:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wherefore gaze this goodly company," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if they saw some wondrous monument," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some comet or unusual prodigy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Why, sir, you know this is your wedding-day:" & @CRLF & _
                "	First were we sad, fearing you would not come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now sadder, that you come so unprovided." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fie, doff this habit, shame to your estate," & @CRLF & _
                "	An eye-sore to our solemn festival!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	And tells us, what occasion of import" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath all so long detain'd you from your wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sent you hither so unlike yourself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Tedious it were to tell, and harsh to hear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sufficeth I am come to keep my word," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though in some part enforced to digress;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, at more leisure, I will so excuse" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you shall well be satisfied withal." & @CRLF & _
                "	But where is Kate? I stay too long from her:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The morning wears, 'tis time we were at church." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	See not your bride in these unreverent robes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go to my chamber; Put on clothes of mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Not I, believe me: thus I'll visit her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	But thus, I trust, you will not marry her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Good sooth, even thus; therefore ha' done with words:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To me she's married, not unto my clothes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could I repair what she will wear in me," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I can change these poor accoutrements," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twere well for Kate and better for myself." & @CRLF & _
                "	But what a fool am I to chat with you," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I should bid good morrow to my bride," & @CRLF & _
                "	And seal the title with a lovely kiss!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt PETRUCHIO and GRUMIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	He hath some meaning in his mad attire:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We will persuade him, be it possible," & @CRLF & _
                "	To put on better ere he go to church." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	I'll after him, and see the event of this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt BAPTISTA, GREMIO, and attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	But to her love concerneth us to add" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her father's liking: which to bring to pass," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I before unparted to your worship," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am to get a man,--whate'er he be," & @CRLF & _
                "	It skills not much. we'll fit him to our turn,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he shall be Vincentio of Pisa;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make assurance here in Padua" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of greater sums than I have promised." & @CRLF & _
                "	So shall you quietly enjoy your hope," & @CRLF & _
                "	And marry sweet Bianca with consent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Were it not that my fellow-school-master" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth watch Bianca's steps so narrowly," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twere good, methinks, to steal our marriage;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which once perform'd, let all the world say no," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll keep mine own, despite of all the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	That by degrees we mean to look into," & @CRLF & _
                "	And watch our vantage in this business:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll over-reach the greybeard, Gremio," & @CRLF & _
                "	The narrow-prying father, Minola," & @CRLF & _
                "	The quaint musician, amorous Licio;" & @CRLF & _
                "	All for my master's sake, Lucentio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter GREMIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Signior Gremio, came you from the church?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	As willingly as e'er I came from school." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	And is the bride and bridegroom coming home?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	A bridegroom say you? 'tis a groom indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "	A grumbling groom, and that the girl shall find." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Curster than she? why, 'tis impossible." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	Why he's a devil, a devil, a very fiend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Why, she's a devil, a devil, the devil's dam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	Tut, she's a lamb, a dove, a fool to him!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll tell you, Sir Lucentio: when the priest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should ask, if Katharina should be his wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Ay, by gogs-wouns,' quoth he; and swore so loud," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, all-amazed, the priest let fall the book;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as he stoop'd again to take it up," & @CRLF & _
                "	The mad-brain'd bridegroom took him such a cuff" & @CRLF & _
                "	That down fell priest and book and book and priest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Now take them up,' quoth he, 'if any list.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	What said the wench when he rose again?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	Trembled and shook; for why, he stamp'd and swore," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if the vicar meant to cozen him." & @CRLF & _
                "	But after many ceremonies done," & @CRLF & _
                "	He calls for wine: 'A health!' quoth he, as if" & @CRLF & _
                "	He had been aboard, carousing to his mates" & @CRLF & _
                "	After a storm; quaff'd off the muscadel" & @CRLF & _
                "	And threw the sops all in the sexton's face;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Having no other reason" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that his beard grew thin and hungerly" & @CRLF & _
                "	And seem'd to ask him sops as he was drinking." & @CRLF & _
                "	This done, he took the bride about the neck" & @CRLF & _
                "	And kiss'd her lips with such a clamorous smack" & @CRLF & _
                "	That at the parting all the church did echo:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I seeing this came thence for very shame;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And after me, I know, the rout is coming." & @CRLF & _
                "	Such a mad marriage never was before:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark, hark! I hear the minstrels play." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, BIANCA, BAPTISTA," & @CRLF & _
                "	HORTENSIO, GRUMIO, and Train]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Gentlemen and friends, I thank you for your pains:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know you think to dine with me to-day," & @CRLF & _
                "	And have prepared great store of wedding cheer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But so it is, my haste doth call me hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore here I mean to take my leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Is't possible you will away to-night?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	I must away to-day, before night come:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make it no wonder; if you knew my business," & @CRLF & _
                "	You would entreat me rather go than stay." & @CRLF & _
                "	And, honest company, I thank you all," & @CRLF & _
                "	That have beheld me give away myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	To this most patient, sweet and virtuous wife:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dine with my father, drink a health to me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I must hence; and farewell to you all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Let us entreat you stay till after dinner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	It may not be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	                  Let me entreat you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	It cannot be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	                  Let me entreat you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	I am content." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	                  Are you content to stay?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	I am content you shall entreat me stay;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet not stay, entreat me how you can." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Now, if you love me, stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Grumio, my horse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Ay, sir, they be ready: the oats have eaten the horses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Nay, then," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do what thou canst, I will not go to-day;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, nor to-morrow, not till I please myself." & @CRLF & _
                "	The door is open, sir; there lies your way;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You may be jogging whiles your boots are green;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For me, I'll not be gone till I please myself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis like you'll prove a jolly surly groom," & @CRLF & _
                "	That take it on you at the first so roundly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	O Kate, content thee; prithee, be not angry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	I will be angry: what hast thou to do?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Father, be quiet; he shall stay my leisure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	Ay, marry, sir, now it begins to work." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATARINA	Gentlemen, forward to the bridal dinner:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I see a woman may be made a fool," & @CRLF & _
                "	If she had not a spirit to resist." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	They shall go forward, Kate, at thy command." & @CRLF & _
                "	Obey the bride, you that attend on her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go to the feast, revel and domineer," & @CRLF & _
                "	Carouse full measure to her maidenhead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be mad and merry, or go hang yourselves:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But for my bonny Kate, she must with me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, look not big, nor stamp, nor stare, nor fret;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will be master of what is mine own:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is my goods, my chattels; she is my house," & @CRLF & _
                "	My household stuff, my field, my barn," & @CRLF & _
                "	My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here she stands, touch her whoever dare;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll bring mine action on the proudest he" & @CRLF & _
                "	That stops my way in Padua. Grumio," & @CRLF & _
                "	Draw forth thy weapon, we are beset with thieves;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rescue thy mistress, if thou be a man." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fear not, sweet wench, they shall not touch" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee, Kate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll buckler thee against a million." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, and GRUMIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Nay, let them go, a couple of quiet ones." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	Went they not quickly, I should die with laughing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Of all mad matches never was the like." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Mistress, what's your opinion of your sister?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	That, being mad herself, she's madly mated." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	I warrant him, Petruchio is Kated." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Neighbours and friends, though bride and" & @CRLF & _
                "	bridegroom wants" & @CRLF & _
                "	For to supply the places at the table," & @CRLF & _
                "	You know there wants no junkets at the feast." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lucentio, you shall supply the bridegroom's place:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let Bianca take her sister's room." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Shall sweet Bianca practise how to bride it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	She shall, Lucentio. Come, gentlemen, let's go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TAMING OF THE SHREW" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	PETRUCHIO'S country house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter GRUMIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Fie, fie on all tired jades, on all mad masters, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	all foul ways! Was ever man so beaten? was ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	man so rayed? was ever man so weary? I am sent" & @CRLF & _
                "	before to make a fire, and they are coming after to" & @CRLF & _
                "	warm them. Now, were not I a little pot and soon" & @CRLF & _
                "	hot, my very lips might freeze to my teeth, my" & @CRLF & _
                "	tongue to the roof of my mouth, my heart in my" & @CRLF & _
                "	belly, ere I should come by a fire to thaw me: but" & @CRLF & _
                "	I, with blowing the fire, shall warm myself; for," & @CRLF & _
                "	considering the weather, a taller man than I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	take cold. Holla, ho! Curtis." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CURTIS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURTIS	Who is that calls so coldly?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	A piece of ice: if thou doubt it, thou mayst slide" & @CRLF & _
                "	from my shoulder to my heel with no greater a run" & @CRLF & _
                "	but my head and my neck. A fire good Curtis." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURTIS	Is my master and his wife coming, Grumio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	O, ay, Curtis, ay: and therefore fire, fire; cast" & @CRLF & _
                "	on no water." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURTIS	Is she so hot a shrew as she's reported?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	She was, good Curtis, before this frost: but, thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	knowest, winter tames man, woman and beast; for it" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath tamed my old master and my new mistress and" & @CRLF & _
                "	myself, fellow Curtis." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURTIS	Away, you three-inch fool! I am no beast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Am I but three inches? why, thy horn is a foot; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	so long am I at the least. But wilt thou make a" & @CRLF & _
                "	fire, or shall I complain on thee to our mistress," & @CRLF & _
                "	whose hand, she being now at hand, thou shalt soon" & @CRLF & _
                "	feel, to thy cold comfort, for being slow in thy hot office?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURTIS	I prithee, good Grumio, tell me, how goes the world?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	A cold world, Curtis, in every office but thine; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	therefore fire: do thy duty, and have thy duty; for" & @CRLF & _
                "	my master and mistress are almost frozen to death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURTIS	There's fire ready; and therefore, good Grumio, the news." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Why, 'Jack, boy! ho! boy!' and as much news as" & @CRLF & _
                "	will thaw." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURTIS	Come, you are so full of cony-catching!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Why, therefore fire; for I have caught extreme cold." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where's the cook? is supper ready, the house" & @CRLF & _
                "	trimmed, rushes strewed, cobwebs swept; the" & @CRLF & _
                "	serving-men in their new fustian, their white" & @CRLF & _
                "	stockings, and every officer his wedding-garment on?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be the jacks fair within, the jills fair without," & @CRLF & _
                "	the carpets laid, and every thing in order?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURTIS	All ready; and therefore, I pray thee, news." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	First, know, my horse is tired; my master and" & @CRLF & _
                "	mistress fallen out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURTIS	How?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Out of their saddles into the dirt; and thereby" & @CRLF & _
                "	hangs a tale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURTIS	Let's ha't, good Grumio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Lend thine ear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURTIS	Here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	There." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Strikes him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURTIS	This is to feel a tale, not to hear a tale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	And therefore 'tis called a sensible tale: and this" & @CRLF & _
                "	cuff was but to knock at your ear, and beseech" & @CRLF & _
                "	listening. Now I begin: Imprimis, we came down a" & @CRLF & _
                "	foul hill, my master riding behind my mistress,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURTIS	Both of one horse?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	What's that to thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURTIS	Why, a horse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Tell thou the tale: but hadst thou not crossed me," & @CRLF & _
                "	thou shouldst have heard how her horse fell and she" & @CRLF & _
                "	under her horse; thou shouldst have heard in how" & @CRLF & _
                "	miry a place, how she was bemoiled, how he left her" & @CRLF & _
                "	with the horse upon her, how he beat me because" & @CRLF & _
                "	her horse stumbled, how she waded through the dirt" & @CRLF & _
                "	to pluck him off me, how he swore, how she prayed," & @CRLF & _
                "	that never prayed before, how I cried, how the" & @CRLF & _
                "	horses ran away, how her bridle was burst, how I" & @CRLF & _
                "	lost my crupper, with many things of worthy memory," & @CRLF & _
                "	which now shall die in oblivion and thou return" & @CRLF & _
                "	unexperienced to thy grave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURTIS	By this reckoning he is more shrew than she." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Ay; and that thou and the proudest of you all shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	find when he comes home. But what talk I of this?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call forth Nathaniel, Joseph, Nicholas, Philip," & @CRLF & _
                "	Walter, Sugarsop and the rest: let their heads be" & @CRLF & _
                "	sleekly combed their blue coats brushed and their" & @CRLF & _
                "	garters of an indifferent knit: let them curtsy" & @CRLF & _
                "	with their left legs and not presume to touch a hair" & @CRLF & _
                "	of my master's horse-tail till they kiss their" & @CRLF & _
                "	hands. Are they all ready?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURTIS	They are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Call them forth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURTIS	Do you hear, ho? you must meet my master to" & @CRLF & _
                "	countenance my mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Why, she hath a face of her own." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURTIS	Who knows not that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Thou, it seems, that calls for company to" & @CRLF & _
                "	countenance her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURTIS	I call them forth to credit her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Why, she comes to borrow nothing of them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter four or five Serving-men]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NATHANIEL	Welcome home, Grumio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILIP	How now, Grumio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JOSEPH	What, Grumio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NICHOLAS	Fellow Grumio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NATHANIEL	How now, old lad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Welcome, you;--how now, you;-- what, you;--fellow," & @CRLF & _
                "	you;--and thus much for greeting. Now, my spruce" & @CRLF & _
                "	companions, is all ready, and all things neat?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NATHANIEL	All things is ready. How near is our master?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	E'en at hand, alighted by this; and therefore be" & @CRLF & _
                "	not--Cock's passion, silence! I hear my master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Where be these knaves? What, no man at door" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hold my stirrup nor to take my horse!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is Nathaniel, Gregory, Philip?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL SERVING-MEN	Here, here, sir; here, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Here, sir! here, sir! here, sir! here, sir!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You logger-headed and unpolish'd grooms!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, no attendance? no regard? no duty?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is the foolish knave I sent before?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Here, sir; as foolish as I was before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	You peasant swain! you whoreson malt-horse drudge!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did I not bid thee meet me in the park," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring along these rascal knaves with thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Nathaniel's coat, sir, was not fully made," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Gabriel's pumps were all unpink'd i' the heel;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There was no link to colour Peter's hat," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Walter's dagger was not come from sheathing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There were none fine but Adam, Ralph, and Gregory;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rest were ragged, old, and beggarly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, as they are, here are they come to meet you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Go, rascals, go, and fetch my supper in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Servants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Singing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is the life that late I led--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where are those--Sit down, Kate, and welcome.--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sound, sound, sound, sound!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Servants with supper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, when, I say? Nay, good sweet Kate, be merry." & @CRLF & _
                "	Off with my boots, you rogues! you villains, when?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	It was the friar of orders grey," & @CRLF & _
                "	As he forth walked on his way:--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out, you rogue! you pluck my foot awry:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take that, and mend the plucking off the other." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Strikes him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be merry, Kate. Some water, here; what, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where's my spaniel Troilus? Sirrah, get you hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid my cousin Ferdinand come hither:" & @CRLF & _
                "	One, Kate, that you must kiss, and be acquainted with." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where are my slippers? Shall I have some water?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter one with water]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, Kate, and wash, and welcome heartily." & @CRLF & _
                "	You whoreson villain! will you let it fall?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Strikes him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Patience, I pray you; 'twas a fault unwilling." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	A whoreson beetle-headed, flap-ear'd knave!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, Kate, sit down; I know you have a stomach." & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you give thanks, sweet Kate; or else shall I?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What's this? mutton?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	Ay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Who brought it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	'Tis burnt; and so is all the meat." & @CRLF & _
                "	What dogs are these! Where is the rascal cook?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How durst you, villains, bring it from the dresser," & @CRLF & _
                "	And serve it thus to me that love it not?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Theretake it to you, trenchers, cups, and all;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Throws the meat, &c. about the stage]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You heedless joltheads and unmanner'd slaves!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, do you grumble? I'll be with you straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	I pray you, husband, be not so disquiet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The meat was well, if you were so contented." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	I tell thee, Kate, 'twas burnt and dried away;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I expressly am forbid to touch it," & @CRLF & _
                "	For it engenders choler, planteth anger;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And better 'twere that both of us did fast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since, of ourselves, ourselves are choleric," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than feed it with such over-roasted flesh." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be patient; to-morrow 't shall be mended," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for this night, we'll fast for company:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, I will bring thee to thy bridal chamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Servants severally]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NATHANIEL	Peter, didst ever see the like?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETER	He kills her in her own humour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter CURTIS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Where is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURTIS	In her chamber, making a sermon of continency to her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sits as one new-risen from a dream." & @CRLF & _
                "	Away, away! for he is coming hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter PETRUCHIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Thus have I politicly begun my reign," & @CRLF & _
                "	And 'tis my hope to end successfully." & @CRLF & _
                "	My falcon now is sharp and passing empty;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And till she stoop she must not be full-gorged," & @CRLF & _
                "	For then she never looks upon her lure." & @CRLF & _
                "	Another way I have to man my haggard," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make her come and know her keeper's call," & @CRLF & _
                "	That is, to watch her, as we watch these kites" & @CRLF & _
                "	That bate and beat and will not be obedient." & @CRLF & _
                "	She eat no meat to-day, nor none shall eat;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Last night she slept not, nor to-night she shall not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As with the meat, some undeserved fault" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll find about the making of the bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here I'll fling the pillow, there the bolster," & @CRLF & _
                "	This way the coverlet, another way the sheets:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, and amid this hurly I intend" & @CRLF & _
                "	That all is done in reverend care of her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in conclusion she shall watch all night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if she chance to nod I'll rail and brawl" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with the clamour keep her still awake." & @CRLF & _
                "	This is a way to kill a wife with kindness;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thus I'll curb her mad and headstrong humour." & @CRLF & _
                "	He that knows better how to tame a shrew," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now let him speak: 'tis charity to show." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TAMING OF THE SHREW" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Padua. Before BAPTISTA'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TRANIO and HORTENSIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Is't possible, friend Licio, that Mistress Bianca" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth fancy any other but Lucentio?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I tell you, sir, she bears me fair in hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Sir, to satisfy you in what I have said," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand by and mark the manner of his teaching." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BIANCA and LUCENTIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Now, mistress, profit you in what you read?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	What, master, read you? first resolve me that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	I read that I profess, the Art to Love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	And may you prove, sir, master of your art!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	While you, sweet dear, prove mistress of my heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Quick proceeders, marry! Now, tell me, I pray," & @CRLF & _
                "	You that durst swear at your mistress Bianca" & @CRLF & _
                "	Loved none in the world so well as Lucentio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	O despiteful love! unconstant womankind!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I tell thee, Licio, this is wonderful." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Mistake no more: I am not Licio," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor a musician, as I seem to be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But one that scorn to live in this disguise," & @CRLF & _
                "	For such a one as leaves a gentleman," & @CRLF & _
                "	And makes a god of such a cullion:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Know, sir, that I am call'd Hortensio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Signior Hortensio, I have often heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of your entire affection to Bianca;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And since mine eyes are witness of her lightness," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will with you, if you be so contented," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forswear Bianca and her love for ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	See, how they kiss and court! Signior Lucentio," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is my hand, and here I firmly vow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never to woo her no more, but do forswear her," & @CRLF & _
                "	As one unworthy all the former favours" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have fondly flatter'd her withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	And here I take the unfeigned oath," & @CRLF & _
                "	Never to marry with her though she would entreat:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fie on her! see, how beastly she doth court him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Would all the world but he had quite forsworn!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For me, that I may surely keep mine oath," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will be married to a wealthy widow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere three days pass, which hath as long loved me" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I have loved this proud disdainful haggard." & @CRLF & _
                "	And so farewell, Signior Lucentio." & @CRLF & _
                "	Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall win my love: and so I take my leave," & @CRLF & _
                "	In resolution as I swore before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Mistress Bianca, bless you with such grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	As 'longeth to a lover's blessed case!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, I have ta'en you napping, gentle love," & @CRLF & _
                "	And have forsworn you with Hortensio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	Tranio, you jest: but have you both forsworn me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Mistress, we have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	                  Then we are rid of Licio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	I' faith, he'll have a lusty widow now," & @CRLF & _
                "	That shall be wood and wedded in a day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	God give him joy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Ay, and he'll tame her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	He says so, Tranio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Faith, he is gone unto the taming-school." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	The taming-school! what, is there such a place?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Ay, mistress, and Petruchio is the master;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That teacheth tricks eleven and twenty long," & @CRLF & _
                "	To tame a shrew and charm her chattering tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BIONDELLO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	O master, master, I have watch'd so long" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I am dog-weary: but at last I spied" & @CRLF & _
                "	An ancient angel coming down the hill," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will serve the turn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	What is he, Biondello?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	Master, a mercatante, or a pedant," & @CRLF & _
                "	I know not what; but format in apparel," & @CRLF & _
                "	In gait and countenance surely like a father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	And what of him, Tranio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	If he be credulous and trust my tale," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll make him glad to seem Vincentio," & @CRLF & _
                "	And give assurance to Baptista Minola," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if he were the right Vincentio" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take in your love, and then let me alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt LUCENTIO and BIANCA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Pedant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pedant	God save you, sir!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	                  And you, sir! you are welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "	Travel you far on, or are you at the farthest?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pedant	Sir, at the farthest for a week or two:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But then up farther, and as for as Rome;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so to Tripoli, if God lend me life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	What countryman, I pray?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pedant	Of Mantua." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Of Mantua, sir? marry, God forbid!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And come to Padua, careless of your life?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pedant	My life, sir! how, I pray? for that goes hard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	'Tis death for any one in Mantua" & @CRLF & _
                "	To come to Padua. Know you not the cause?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your ships are stay'd at Venice, and the duke," & @CRLF & _
                "	For private quarrel 'twixt your duke and him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath publish'd and proclaim'd it openly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis, marvel, but that you are but newly come," & @CRLF & _
                "	You might have heard it else proclaim'd about." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pedant	Alas! sir, it is worse for me than so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I have bills for money by exchange" & @CRLF & _
                "	From Florence and must here deliver them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Well, sir, to do you courtesy," & @CRLF & _
                "	This will I do, and this I will advise you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	First, tell me, have you ever been at Pisa?" & @CRLF & _
                "Pedant	Ay, sir, in Pisa have I often been," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pisa renowned for grave citizens." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Among them know you one Vincentio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pedant	I know him not, but I have heard of him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A merchant of incomparable wealth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	He is my father, sir; and, sooth to say," & @CRLF & _
                "	In countenance somewhat doth resemble you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	[Aside]  As much as an apple doth an oyster," & @CRLF & _
                "	and all one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	To save your life in this extremity," & @CRLF & _
                "	This favour will I do you for his sake;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And think it not the worst of an your fortunes" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you are like to Sir Vincentio." & @CRLF & _
                "	His name and credit shall you undertake," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in my house you shall be friendly lodged:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look that you take upon you as you should;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You understand me, sir: so shall you stay" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till you have done your business in the city:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If this be courtesy, sir, accept of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pedant	O sir, I do; and will repute you ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	The patron of my life and liberty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Then go with me to make the matter good." & @CRLF & _
                "	This, by the way, I let you understand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	my father is here look'd for every day," & @CRLF & _
                "	To pass assurance of a dower in marriage" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twixt me and one Baptista's daughter here:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In all these circumstances I'll instruct you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go with me to clothe you as becomes you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TAMING OF THE SHREW" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A room in PETRUCHIO'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter KATHARINA and GRUMIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	No, no, forsooth; I dare not for my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	The more my wrong, the more his spite appears:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, did he marry me to famish me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beggars, that come unto my father's door," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon entreaty have a present aims;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not, elsewhere they meet with charity:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I, who never knew how to entreat," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor never needed that I should entreat," & @CRLF & _
                "	Am starved for meat, giddy for lack of sleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	With oath kept waking and with brawling fed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that which spites me more than all these wants," & @CRLF & _
                "	He does it under name of perfect love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As who should say, if I should sleep or eat," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twere deadly sickness or else present death." & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee go and get me some repast;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I care not what, so it be wholesome food." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	What say you to a neat's foot?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	'Tis passing good: I prithee let me have it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	I fear it is too choleric a meat." & @CRLF & _
                "	How say you to a fat tripe finely broil'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	I like it well: good Grumio, fetch it me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	I cannot tell; I fear 'tis choleric." & @CRLF & _
                "	What say you to a piece of beef and mustard?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	A dish that I do love to feed upon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Ay, but the mustard is too hot a little." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Why then, the beef, and let the mustard rest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Nay then, I will not: you shall have the mustard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else you get no beef of Grumio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Then both, or one, or any thing thou wilt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Why then, the mustard without the beef." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Go, get thee gone, thou false deluding slave," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Beats him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	That feed'st me with the very name of meat:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sorrow on thee and all the pack of you," & @CRLF & _
                "	That triumph thus upon my misery!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, get thee gone, I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PETRUCHIO and HORTENSIO with meat]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	How fares my Kate? What, sweeting, all amort?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Mistress, what cheer?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Faith, as cold as can be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Pluck up thy spirits; look cheerfully upon me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here love; thou see'st how diligent I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	To dress thy meat myself and bring it thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am sure, sweet Kate, this kindness merits thanks." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, not a word? Nay, then thou lovest it not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all my pains is sorted to no proof." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, take away this dish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	I pray you, let it stand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	The poorest service is repaid with thanks;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so shall mine, before you touch the meat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	I thank you, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Signior Petruchio, fie! you are to blame." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, mistress Kate, I'll bear you company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	[Aside]  Eat it up all, Hortensio, if thou lovest me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Much good do it unto thy gentle heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Kate, eat apace: and now, my honey love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will we return unto thy father's house" & @CRLF & _
                "	And revel it as bravely as the best," & @CRLF & _
                "	With silken coats and caps and golden rings," & @CRLF & _
                "	With ruffs and cuffs and fardingales and things;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With scarfs and fans and double change of bravery," & @CRLF & _
                "	With amber bracelets, beads and all this knavery." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, hast thou dined? The tailor stays thy leisure," & @CRLF & _
                "	To deck thy body with his ruffling treasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Tailor]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, tailor, let us see these ornaments;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lay forth the gown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Haberdasher]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What news with you, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Haberdasher	Here is the cap your worship did bespeak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Why, this was moulded on a porringer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A velvet dish: fie, fie! 'tis lewd and filthy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, 'tis a cockle or a walnut-shell," & @CRLF & _
                "	A knack, a toy, a trick, a baby's cap:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Away with it! come, let me have a bigger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	I'll have no bigger: this doth fit the time," & @CRLF & _
                "	And gentlewomen wear such caps as these" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	When you are gentle, you shall have one too," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not till then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	[Aside]  That will not be in haste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Why, sir, I trust I may have leave to speak;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And speak I will; I am no child, no babe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your betters have endured me say my mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	And if you cannot, best you stop your ears." & @CRLF & _
                "	My tongue will tell the anger of my heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else my heart concealing it will break," & @CRLF & _
                "	And rather than it shall, I will be free" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to the uttermost, as I please, in words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Why, thou say'st true; it is a paltry cap," & @CRLF & _
                "	A custard-coffin, a bauble, a silken pie:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I love thee well, in that thou likest it not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Love me or love me not, I like the cap;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And it I will have, or I will have none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Haberdasher]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Thy gown? why, ay: come, tailor, let us see't." & @CRLF & _
                "	O mercy, God! what masquing stuff is here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What's this? a sleeve? 'tis like a demi-cannon:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, up and down, carved like an apple-tart?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here's snip and nip and cut and slish and slash," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to a censer in a barber's shop:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, what, i' devil's name, tailor, call'st thou this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	[Aside]  I see she's like to have neither cap nor gown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Tailor	You bid me make it orderly and well," & @CRLF & _
                "	According to the fashion and the time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Marry, and did; but if you be remember'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	I did not bid you mar it to the time." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, hop me over every kennel home," & @CRLF & _
                "	For you shall hop without my custom, sir:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll none of it: hence! make your best of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	I never saw a better-fashion'd gown," & @CRLF & _
                "	More quaint, more pleasing, nor more commendable:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Belike you mean to make a puppet of me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Why, true; he means to make a puppet of thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Tailor	She says your worship means to make" & @CRLF & _
                "	a puppet of her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	O monstrous arrogance! Thou liest, thou thread," & @CRLF & _
                "	thou thimble," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou yard, three-quarters, half-yard, quarter, nail!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou flea, thou nit, thou winter-cricket thou!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Braved in mine own house with a skein of thread?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Away, thou rag, thou quantity, thou remnant;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I shall so be-mete thee with thy yard" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou shalt think on prating whilst thou livest!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I tell thee, I, that thou hast marr'd her gown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Tailor	Your worship is deceived; the gown is made" & @CRLF & _
                "	Just as my master had direction:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Grumio gave order how it should be done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	I gave him no order; I gave him the stuff." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Tailor	But how did you desire it should be made?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Marry, sir, with needle and thread." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Tailor	But did you not request to have it cut?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Thou hast faced many things." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Tailor	I have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Face not me: thou hast braved many men; brave not" & @CRLF & _
                "	me; I will neither be faced nor braved. I say unto" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee, I bid thy master cut out the gown; but I did" & @CRLF & _
                "	not bid him cut it to pieces: ergo, thou liest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Tailor	Why, here is the note of the fashion to testify" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Read it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	The note lies in's throat, if he say I said so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Tailor	[Reads]  'Imprimis, a loose-bodied gown:'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Master, if ever I said loose-bodied gown, sew me in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the skirts of it, and beat me to death with a bottom" & @CRLF & _
                "	of brown thread: I said a gown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Proceed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Tailor	[Reads]  'With a small compassed cape:'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	I confess the cape." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Tailor	[Reads]  'With a trunk sleeve:'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	I confess two sleeves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Tailor	[Reads]  'The sleeves curiously cut.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Ay, there's the villany." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Error i' the bill, sir; error i' the bill." & @CRLF & _
                "	I commanded the sleeves should be cut out and" & @CRLF & _
                "	sewed up again; and that I'll prove upon thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	though thy little finger be armed in a thimble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Tailor	This is true that I say: an I had thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	in place where, thou shouldst know it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	I am for thee straight: take thou the" & @CRLF & _
                "	bill, give me thy mete-yard, and spare not me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	God-a-mercy, Grumio! then he shall have no odds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Well, sir, in brief, the gown is not for me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	You are i' the right, sir: 'tis for my mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Go, take it up unto thy master's use." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	Villain, not for thy life: take up my mistress'" & @CRLF & _
                "	gown for thy master's use!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Why, sir, what's your conceit in that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GRUMIO	O, sir, the conceit is deeper than you think for:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take up my mistress' gown to his master's use!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, fie, fie, fie!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	[Aside]  Hortensio, say thou wilt see the tailor paid." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go take it hence; be gone, and say no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Tailor, I'll pay thee for thy gown tomorrow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take no unkindness of his hasty words:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Away! I say; commend me to thy master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Tailor]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Well, come, my Kate; we will unto your father's" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in these honest mean habiliments:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'tis the mind that makes the body rich;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds," & @CRLF & _
                "	So honour peereth in the meanest habit." & @CRLF & _
                "	What is the jay more precious than the lark," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because his fathers are more beautiful?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or is the adder better than the eel," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because his painted skin contents the eye?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, no, good Kate; neither art thou the worse" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this poor furniture and mean array." & @CRLF & _
                "	if thou account'st it shame. lay it on me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore frolic: we will hence forthwith," & @CRLF & _
                "	To feast and sport us at thy father's house." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, call my men, and let us straight to him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring our horses unto Long-lane end;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There will we mount, and thither walk on foot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's see; I think 'tis now some seven o'clock," & @CRLF & _
                "	And well we may come there by dinner-time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	I dare assure you, sir, 'tis almost two;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And 'twill be supper-time ere you come there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	It shall be seven ere I go to horse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, what I speak, or do, or think to do," & @CRLF & _
                "	You are still crossing it. Sirs, let't alone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not go to-day; and ere I do," & @CRLF & _
                "	It shall be what o'clock I say it is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	[Aside]  Why, so this gallant will command the sun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TAMING OF THE SHREW" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Padua. Before BAPTISTA'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TRANIO, and the Pedant dressed like VINCENTIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Sir, this is the house: please it you that I call?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pedant	Ay, what else? and but I be deceived" & @CRLF & _
                "	Signior Baptista may remember me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Near twenty years ago, in Genoa," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where we were lodgers at the Pegasus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	'Tis well; and hold your own, in any case," & @CRLF & _
                "	With such austerity as 'longeth to a father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pedant	I warrant you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BIONDELLO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, sir, here comes your boy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twere good he were school'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Fear you not him. Sirrah Biondello," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now do your duty throughly, I advise you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Imagine 'twere the right Vincentio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	Tut, fear not me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	But hast thou done thy errand to Baptista?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	I told him that your father was at Venice," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that you look'd for him this day in Padua." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Thou'rt a tall fellow: hold thee that to drink." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes Baptista: set your countenance, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BAPTISTA and LUCENTIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Signior Baptista, you are happily met." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To the Pedant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir, this is the gentleman I told you of:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you stand good father to me now," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me Bianca for my patrimony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pedant	Soft son!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir, by your leave: having come to Padua" & @CRLF & _
                "	To gather in some debts, my son Lucentio" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made me acquainted with a weighty cause" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of love between your daughter and himself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for the good report I hear of you" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for the love he beareth to your daughter" & @CRLF & _
                "	And she to him, to stay him not too long," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am content, in a good father's care," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have him match'd; and if you please to like" & @CRLF & _
                "	No worse than I, upon some agreement" & @CRLF & _
                "	Me shall you find ready and willing" & @CRLF & _
                "	With one consent to have her so bestow'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For curious I cannot be with you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Signior Baptista, of whom I hear so well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Sir, pardon me in what I have to say:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your plainness and your shortness please me well." & @CRLF & _
                "	Right true it is, your son Lucentio here" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth love my daughter and she loveth him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or both dissemble deeply their affections:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore, if you say no more than this," & @CRLF & _
                "	That like a father you will deal with him" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pass my daughter a sufficient dower," & @CRLF & _
                "	The match is made, and all is done:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your son shall have my daughter with consent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	I thank you, sir. Where then do you know best" & @CRLF & _
                "	We be affied and such assurance ta'en" & @CRLF & _
                "	As shall with either part's agreement stand?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Not in my house, Lucentio; for, you know," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pitchers have ears, and I have many servants:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, old Gremio is hearkening still;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And happily we might be interrupted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Then at my lodging, an it like you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There doth my father lie; and there, this night," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll pass the business privately and well." & @CRLF & _
                "	Send for your daughter by your servant here:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My boy shall fetch the scrivener presently." & @CRLF & _
                "	The worst is this, that, at so slender warning," & @CRLF & _
                "	You are like to have a thin and slender pittance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	It likes me well. Biondello, hie you home," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid Bianca make her ready straight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, if you will, tell what hath happened," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lucentio's father is arrived in Padua," & @CRLF & _
                "	And how she's like to be Lucentio's wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	I pray the gods she may with all my heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Dally not with the gods, but get thee gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BIONDELLO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Signior Baptista, shall I lead the way?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Welcome! one mess is like to be your cheer:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, sir; we will better it in Pisa." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	I follow you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt TRANIO, Pedant, and BAPTISTA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BIONDELLO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	Cambio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	What sayest thou, Biondello?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	You saw my master wink and laugh upon you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Biondello, what of that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	Faith, nothing; but has left me here behind, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	expound the meaning or moral of his signs and tokens." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	I pray thee, moralize them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	Then thus. Baptista is safe, talking with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	deceiving father of a deceitful son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	And what of him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	His daughter is to be brought by you to the supper." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	And then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	The old priest of Saint Luke's church is at your" & @CRLF & _
                "	command at all hours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	And what of all this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	I cannot tell; expect they are busied about a" & @CRLF & _
                "	counterfeit assurance: take you assurance of her," & @CRLF & _
                "	'cum privilegio ad imprimendum solum:' to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	church; take the priest, clerk, and some sufficient" & @CRLF & _
                "	honest witnesses: If this be not that you look for," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have no more to say, But bid Bianca farewell for" & @CRLF & _
                "	ever and a day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Hearest thou, Biondello?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	I cannot tarry: I knew a wench married in an" & @CRLF & _
                "	afternoon as she went to the garden for parsley to" & @CRLF & _
                "	stuff a rabbit; and so may you, sir: and so, adieu," & @CRLF & _
                "	sir. My master hath appointed me to go to Saint" & @CRLF & _
                "	Luke's, to bid the priest be ready to come against" & @CRLF & _
                "	you come with your appendix." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	I may, and will, if she be so contented:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She will be pleased; then wherefore should I doubt?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hap what hap may, I'll roundly go about her:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It shall go hard if Cambio go without her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TAMING OF THE SHREW" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	A public road." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, HORTENSIO, and Servants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Come on, i' God's name; once more toward our father's." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines the moon!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	The moon! the sun: it is not moonlight now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	I say it is the moon that shines so bright." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	I know it is the sun that shines so bright." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Now, by my mother's son, and that's myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	It shall be moon, or star, or what I list," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or ere I journey to your father's house." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go on, and fetch our horses back again." & @CRLF & _
                "	Evermore cross'd and cross'd; nothing but cross'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Say as he says, or we shall never go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Forward, I pray, since we have come so far," & @CRLF & _
                "	And be it moon, or sun, or what you please:" & @CRLF & _
                "	An if you please to call it a rush-candle," & @CRLF & _
                "	Henceforth I vow it shall be so for me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	I say it is the moon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	I know it is the moon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Nay, then you lie: it is the blessed sun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Then, God be bless'd, it is the blessed sun:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But sun it is not, when you say it is not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the moon changes even as your mind." & @CRLF & _
                "	What you will have it named, even that it is;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so it shall be so for Katharina." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Petruchio, go thy ways; the field is won." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Well, forward, forward! thus the bowl should run," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not unluckily against the bias." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, soft! company is coming here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter VINCENTIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To VINCENTIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good morrow, gentle mistress: where away?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such war of white and red within her cheeks!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What stars do spangle heaven with such beauty," & @CRLF & _
                "	As those two eyes become that heavenly face?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fair lovely maid, once more good day to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet Kate, embrace her for her beauty's sake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	A' will make the man mad, to make a woman of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Young budding virgin, fair and fresh and sweet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whither away, or where is thy abode?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Happy the parents of so fair a child;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Happier the man, whom favourable stars" & @CRLF & _
                "	Allot thee for his lovely bed-fellow!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Why, how now, Kate! I hope thou art not mad:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is a man, old, wrinkled, faded, wither'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not a maiden, as thou say'st he is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	That have been so bedazzled with the sun" & @CRLF & _
                "	That everything I look on seemeth green:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now I perceive thou art a reverend father;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pardon, I pray thee, for my mad mistaking." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Do, good old grandsire; and withal make known" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which way thou travellest: if along with us," & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall be joyful of thy company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	Fair sir, and you my merry mistress," & @CRLF & _
                "	That with your strange encounter much amazed me," & @CRLF & _
                "	My name is call'd Vincentio; my dwelling Pisa;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bound I am to Padua; there to visit" & @CRLF & _
                "	A son of mine, which long I have not seen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	What is his name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	                  Lucentio, gentle sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Happily we met; the happier for thy son." & @CRLF & _
                "	And now by law, as well as reverend age," & @CRLF & _
                "	I may entitle thee my loving father:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sister to my wife, this gentlewoman," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy son by this hath married. Wonder not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor be grieved: she is of good esteem," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her dowery wealthy, and of worthy birth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beside, so qualified as may beseem" & @CRLF & _
                "	The spouse of any noble gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me embrace with old Vincentio," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wander we to see thy honest son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who will of thy arrival be full joyous." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	But is it true? or else is it your pleasure," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like pleasant travellers, to break a jest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the company you overtake?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	I do assure thee, father, so it is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Come, go along, and see the truth hereof;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For our first merriment hath made thee jealous." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but HORTENSIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Well, Petruchio, this has put me in heart." & @CRLF & _
                "	Have to my widow! and if she be froward," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then hast thou taught Hortensio to be untoward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TAMING OF THE SHREW" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Padua. Before LUCENTIO'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[GREMIO discovered. Enter behind BIONDELLO," & @CRLF & _
                "	LUCENTIO, and BIANCA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	Softly and swiftly, sir; for the priest is ready." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	I fly, Biondello: but they may chance to need thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	at home; therefore leave us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	Nay, faith, I'll see the church o' your back; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	then come back to my master's as soon as I can." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt LUCENTIO, BIANCA, and BIONDELLO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	I marvel Cambio comes not all this while." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, VINCENTIO, GRUMIO," & @CRLF & _
                "	with Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Sir, here's the door, this is Lucentio's house:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father's bears more toward the market-place;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thither must I, and here I leave you, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	You shall not choose but drink before you go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I think I shall command your welcome here," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, by all likelihood, some cheer is toward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocks]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	They're busy within; you were best knock louder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Pedant looks out of the window]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pedant	What's he that knocks as he would beat down the gate?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	Is Signior Lucentio within, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pedant	He's within, sir, but not to be spoken withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	What if a man bring him a hundred pound or two, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	make merry withal?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pedant	Keep your hundred pounds to yourself: he shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	need none, so long as I live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Nay, I told you your son was well beloved in Padua." & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you hear, sir? To leave frivolous circumstances," & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you, tell Signior Lucentio that his father is" & @CRLF & _
                "	come from Pisa, and is here at the door to speak with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pedant	Thou liest: his father is come from Padua and here" & @CRLF & _
                "	looking out at the window." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	Art thou his father?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pedant	Ay, sir; so his mother says, if I may believe her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	[To VINCENTIO]  Why, how now, gentleman! why, this" & @CRLF & _
                "	is flat knavery, to take upon you another man's name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pedant	Lay hands on the villain: I believe a' means to" & @CRLF & _
                "	cozen somebody in this city under my countenance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BIONDELLO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	I have seen them in the church together: God send" & @CRLF & _
                "	'em good shipping! But who is here? mine old" & @CRLF & _
                "	master Vincentio! now we are undone and brought to nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	[Seeing BIONDELLO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come hither, crack-hemp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	Hope I may choose, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	Come hither, you rogue. What, have you forgot me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	Forgot you! no, sir: I could not forget you, for I" & @CRLF & _
                "	never saw you before in all my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	What, you notorious villain, didst thou never see" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy master's father, Vincentio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	What, my old worshipful old master? yes, marry, sir:" & @CRLF & _
                "	see where he looks out of the window." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	Is't so, indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Beats BIONDELLO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	Help, help, help! here's a madman will murder me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pedant	Help, son! help, Signior Baptista!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit from above]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Prithee, Kate, let's stand aside and see the end of" & @CRLF & _
                "	this controversy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They retire]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Pedant below; TRANIO, BAPTISTA, and Servants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Sir, what are you that offer to beat my servant?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	What am I, sir! nay, what are you, sir? O immortal" & @CRLF & _
                "	gods! O fine villain! A silken doublet! a velvet" & @CRLF & _
                "	hose! a scarlet cloak! and a copatain hat! O, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	am undone! I am undone! while I play the good" & @CRLF & _
                "	husband at home, my son and my servant spend all at" & @CRLF & _
                "	the university." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	How now! what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	What, is the man lunatic?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Sir, you seem a sober ancient gentleman by your" & @CRLF & _
                "	habit, but your words show you a madman. Why, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	what 'cerns it you if I wear pearl and gold? I" & @CRLF & _
                "	thank my good father, I am able to maintain it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	Thy father! O villain! he is a sailmaker in Bergamo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	You mistake, sir, you mistake, sir. Pray, what do" & @CRLF & _
                "	you think is his name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	His name! as if I knew not his name: I have brought" & @CRLF & _
                "	him up ever since he was three years old, and his" & @CRLF & _
                "	name is Tranio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pedant	Away, away, mad ass! his name is Lucentio and he is" & @CRLF & _
                "	mine only son, and heir to the lands of me, Signior Vincentio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	Lucentio! O, he hath murdered his master! Lay hold" & @CRLF & _
                "	on him, I charge you, in the duke's name. O, my" & @CRLF & _
                "	son, my son! Tell me, thou villain, where is my son Lucentio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Call forth an officer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter one with an Officer]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Carry this mad knave to the gaol. Father Baptista," & @CRLF & _
                "	I charge you see that he be forthcoming." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	Carry me to the gaol!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	Stay, officer: he shall not go to prison." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Talk not, Signior Gremio: I say he shall go to prison." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	Take heed, Signior Baptista, lest you be" & @CRLF & _
                "	cony-catched in this business: I dare swear this" & @CRLF & _
                "	is the right Vincentio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Pedant	Swear, if thou darest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	Nay, I dare not swear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	Then thou wert best say that I am not Lucentio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	Yes, I know thee to be Signior Lucentio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Away with the dotard! to the gaol with him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	Thus strangers may be hailed and abused: O" & @CRLF & _
                "	monstrous villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BIONDELLO, with LUCENTIO and BIANCA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	O! we are spoiled and--yonder he is: deny him," & @CRLF & _
                "	forswear him, or else we are all undone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	[Kneeling]  Pardon, sweet father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	Lives my sweet son?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt BIONDELLO, TRANIO, and Pedant, as fast" & @CRLF & _
                "	as may be]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	Pardon, dear father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	How hast thou offended?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is Lucentio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	                  Here's Lucentio," & @CRLF & _
                "	Right son to the right Vincentio;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That have by marriage made thy daughter mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	While counterfeit supposes bleared thine eyne." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	Here's packing, with a witness to deceive us all!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	Where is that damned villain Tranio," & @CRLF & _
                "	That faced and braved me in this matter so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Why, tell me, is not this my Cambio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	Cambio is changed into Lucentio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Love wrought these miracles. Bianca's love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made me exchange my state with Tranio," & @CRLF & _
                "	While he did bear my countenance in the town;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And happily I have arrived at the last" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the wished haven of my bliss." & @CRLF & _
                "	What Tranio did, myself enforced him to;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then pardon him, sweet father, for my sake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	I'll slit the villain's nose, that would have sent" & @CRLF & _
                "	me to the gaol." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	But do you hear, sir? have you married my daughter" & @CRLF & _
                "	without asking my good will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	Fear not, Baptista; we will content you, go to: but" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will in, to be revenged for this villany." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	And I, to sound the depth of this knavery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Look not pale, Bianca; thy father will not frown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt LUCENTIO and BIANCA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	My cake is dough; but I'll in among the rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of hope of all, but my share of the feast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Husband, let's follow, to see the end of this ado." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	First kiss me, Kate, and we will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	What, in the midst of the street?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	What, art thou ashamed of me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	No, sir, God forbid; but ashamed to kiss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Why, then let's home again. Come, sirrah, let's away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Nay, I will give thee a kiss: now pray thee, love, stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Is not this well? Come, my sweet Kate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Better once than never, for never too late." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TAMING OF THE SHREW" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Padua. LUCENTIO'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BAPTISTA, VINCENTIO, GREMIO, the Pedant," & @CRLF & _
                "	LUCENTIO, BIANCA, PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, HORTENSIO," & @CRLF & _
                "	and Widow, TRANIO, BIONDELLO, and GRUMIO the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Serving-men with Tranio bringing in a banquet]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	At last, though long, our jarring notes agree:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And time it is, when raging war is done," & @CRLF & _
                "	To smile at scapes and perils overblown." & @CRLF & _
                "	My fair Bianca, bid my father welcome," & @CRLF & _
                "	While I with self-same kindness welcome thine." & @CRLF & _
                "	Brother Petruchio, sister Katharina," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou, Hortensio, with thy loving widow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Feast with the best, and welcome to my house:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My banquet is to close our stomachs up," & @CRLF & _
                "	After our great good cheer. Pray you, sit down;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For now we sit to chat as well as eat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Nothing but sit and sit, and eat and eat!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Padua affords this kindness, son Petruchio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Padua affords nothing but what is kind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	For both our sakes, I would that word were true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Now, for my life, Hortensio fears his widow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	Then never trust me, if I be afeard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	You are very sensible, and yet you miss my sense:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean, Hortensio is afeard of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	He that is giddy thinks the world turns round." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Roundly replied." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	                  Mistress, how mean you that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	Thus I conceive by him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Conceives by me! How likes Hortensio that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	My widow says, thus she conceives her tale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Very well mended. Kiss him for that, good widow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	'He that is giddy thinks the world turns round:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you, tell me what you meant by that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	Your husband, being troubled with a shrew," & @CRLF & _
                "	Measures my husband's sorrow by his woe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now you know my meaning," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	A very mean meaning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	Right, I mean you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	And I am mean indeed, respecting you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	To her, Kate!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	To her, widow!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	A hundred marks, my Kate does put her down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	That's my office." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Spoke like an officer; ha' to thee, lad!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drinks to HORTENSIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	How likes Gremio these quick-witted folks?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	Believe me, sir, they butt together well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	Head, and butt! an hasty-witted body" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would say your head and butt were head and horn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	Ay, mistress bride, hath that awaken'd you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	Ay, but not frighted me; therefore I'll sleep again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Nay, that you shall not: since you have begun," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have at you for a bitter jest or two!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	Am I your bird? I mean to shift my bush;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then pursue me as you draw your bow." & @CRLF & _
                "	You are welcome all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt BIANCA, KATHARINA, and Widow]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	She hath prevented me. Here, Signior Tranio." & @CRLF & _
                "	This bird you aim'd at, though you hit her not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore a health to all that shot and miss'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	O, sir, Lucentio slipp'd me like his greyhound," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which runs himself and catches for his master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	A good swift simile, but something currish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRANIO	'Tis well, sir, that you hunted for yourself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis thought your deer does hold you at a bay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	O ho, Petruchio! Tranio hits you now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	I thank thee for that gird, good Tranio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Confess, confess, hath he not hit you here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	A' has a little gall'd me, I confess;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as the jest did glance away from me," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis ten to one it maim'd you two outright." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Now, in good sadness, son Petruchio," & @CRLF & _
                "	I think thou hast the veriest shrew of all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Well, I say no: and therefore for assurance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's each one send unto his wife;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he whose wife is most obedient" & @CRLF & _
                "	To come at first when he doth send for her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall win the wager which we will propose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Content. What is the wager?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Twenty crowns." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Twenty crowns!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll venture so much of my hawk or hound," & @CRLF & _
                "	But twenty times so much upon my wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	A hundred then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	                  Content." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	A match! 'tis done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Who shall begin?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	                  That will I." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, Biondello, bid your mistress come to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	I go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Son, I'll be your half, Bianca comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	I'll have no halves; I'll bear it all myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BIONDELLO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now! what news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	Sir, my mistress sends you word" & @CRLF & _
                "	That she is busy and she cannot come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	How! she is busy and she cannot come!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is that an answer?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GREMIO	                  Ay, and a kind one too:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray God, sir, your wife send you not a worse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	I hope better." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Sirrah Biondello, go and entreat my wife" & @CRLF & _
                "	To come to me forthwith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit BIONDELLO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	O, ho! entreat her!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, then she must needs come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	I am afraid, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do what you can, yours will not be entreated." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter BIONDELLO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, where's my wife?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIONDELLO	She says you have some goodly jest in hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She will not come: she bids you come to her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Worse and worse; she will not come! O vile," & @CRLF & _
                "	Intolerable, not to be endured!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sirrah Grumio, go to your mistress;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say, I command her to come to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit GRUMIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	I know her answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	                  What?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	She will not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	The fouler fortune mine, and there an end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Now, by my holidame, here comes Katharina!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter KATARINA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	What is your will, sir, that you send for me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Where is your sister, and Hortensio's wife?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	They sit conferring by the parlor fire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Go fetch them hither: if they deny to come." & @CRLF & _
                "	Swinge me them soundly forth unto their husbands:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Away, I say, and bring them hither straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit KATHARINA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Here is a wonder, if you talk of a wonder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	And so it is: I wonder what it bodes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Marry, peace it bodes, and love and quiet life," & @CRLF & _
                "	And awful rule and right supremacy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, to be short, what not, that's sweet and happy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BAPTISTA	Now, fair befal thee, good Petruchio!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The wager thou hast won; and I will add" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto their losses twenty thousand crowns;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Another dowry to another daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	For she is changed, as she had never been." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Nay, I will win my wager better yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	And show more sign of her obedience," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her new-built virtue and obedience." & @CRLF & _
                "	See where she comes and brings your froward wives" & @CRLF & _
                "	As prisoners to her womanly persuasion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter KATHARINA, with BIANCA and Widow]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Katharina, that cap of yours becomes you not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Off with that bauble, throw it under-foot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	Lord, let me never have a cause to sigh," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till I be brought to such a silly pass!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	Fie! what a foolish duty call you this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	I would your duty were as foolish too:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The wisdom of your duty, fair Bianca," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath cost me an hundred crowns since supper-time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BIANCA	The more fool you, for laying on my duty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Katharina, I charge thee, tell these headstrong women" & @CRLF & _
                "	What duty they do owe their lords and husbands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	Come, come, you're mocking: we will have no telling." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Come on, I say; and first begin with her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Widow	She shall not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	I say she shall: and first begin with her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "KATHARINA	Fie, fie! unknit that threatening unkind brow," & @CRLF & _
                "	And dart not scornful glances from those eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It blots thy beauty as frosts do bite the meads," & @CRLF & _
                "	Confounds thy fame as whirlwinds shake fair buds," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in no sense is meet or amiable." & @CRLF & _
                "	A woman moved is like a fountain troubled," & @CRLF & _
                "	Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And while it is so, none so dry or thirsty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will deign to sip or touch one drop of it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	And for thy maintenance commits his body" & @CRLF & _
                "	To painful labour both by sea and land," & @CRLF & _
                "	To watch the night in storms, the day in cold," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst thou liest warm at home, secure and safe;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And craves no other tribute at thy hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	But love, fair looks and true obedience;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too little payment for so great a debt." & @CRLF & _
                "	Such duty as the subject owes the prince" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even such a woman oweth to her husband;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when she is froward, peevish, sullen, sour," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not obedient to his honest will," & @CRLF & _
                "	What is she but a foul contending rebel" & @CRLF & _
                "	And graceless traitor to her loving lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am ashamed that women are so simple" & @CRLF & _
                "	To offer war where they should kneel for peace;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or seek for rule, supremacy and sway," & @CRLF & _
                "	When they are bound to serve, love and obey." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why are our bodies soft and weak and smooth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unapt to toil and trouble in the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that our soft conditions and our hearts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should well agree with our external parts?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, come, you froward and unable worms!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My mind hath been as big as one of yours," & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart as great, my reason haply more," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bandy word for word and frown for frown;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But now I see our lances are but straws," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our strength as weak, our weakness past compare," & @CRLF & _
                "	That seeming to be most which we indeed least are." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then vail your stomachs, for it is no boot," & @CRLF & _
                "	And place your hands below your husband's foot:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In token of which duty, if he please," & @CRLF & _
                "	My hand is ready; may it do him ease." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Why, there's a wench! Come on, and kiss me, Kate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	Well, go thy ways, old lad; for thou shalt ha't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VINCENTIO	'Tis a good hearing when children are toward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	But a harsh hearing when women are froward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PETRUCHIO	Come, Kate, we'll to bed." & @CRLF & _
                "	We three are married, but you two are sped." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To LUCENTIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twas I won the wager, though you hit the white;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, being a winner, God give you good night!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIO	Now, go thy ways; thou hast tamed a curst shrew." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCENTIO	'Tis a wonder, by your leave, she will be tamed so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TEMPEST" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	King of Naples." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	his brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	the right Duke of Milan." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	his brother, the usurping Duke of Milan." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	son to the King of Naples." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	an honest old Counsellor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIAN	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  Lords." & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCISCO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	a savage and deformed Slave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	a Jester." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	a drunken Butler." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Master of a Ship. (Master:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Boatswain. (Boatswain:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mariners. (Mariners:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	daughter to Prospero." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	an airy Spirit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IRIS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "CERES	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "JUNO	|  presented by Spirits." & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "Nymphs	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "Reapers	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Other Spirits attending on Prospero." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	A ship at Sea: an island." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TEMPEST" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	On a ship at sea: a tempestuous noise" & @CRLF & _
                "	of thunder and lightning heard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Master and a Boatswain]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Master	Boatswain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boatswain	Here, master: what cheer?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Master	Good, speak to the mariners: fall to't, yarely," & @CRLF & _
                "	or we run ourselves aground: bestir, bestir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Mariners]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boatswain	Heigh, my hearts! cheerly, cheerly, my hearts!" & @CRLF & _
                "	yare, yare! Take in the topsail. Tend to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	master's whistle. Blow, till thou burst thy wind," & @CRLF & _
                "	if room enough!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, FERDINAND," & @CRLF & _
                "	GONZALO, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	Good boatswain, have care. Where's the master?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Play the men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boatswain	I pray now, keep below." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Where is the master, boatswain?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boatswain	Do you not hear him? You mar our labour: keep your" & @CRLF & _
                "	cabins: you do assist the storm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	Nay, good, be patient." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boatswain	When the sea is. Hence! What cares these roarers" & @CRLF & _
                "	for the name of king? To cabin: silence! trouble us not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	Good, yet remember whom thou hast aboard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boatswain	None that I more love than myself. You are a" & @CRLF & _
                "	counsellor; if you can command these elements to" & @CRLF & _
                "	silence, and work the peace of the present, we will" & @CRLF & _
                "	not hand a rope more; use your authority: if you" & @CRLF & _
                "	cannot, give thanks you have lived so long, and make" & @CRLF & _
                "	yourself ready in your cabin for the mischance of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the hour, if it so hap. Cheerly, good hearts! Out" & @CRLF & _
                "	of our way, I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	I have great comfort from this fellow: methinks he" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath no drowning mark upon him; his complexion is" & @CRLF & _
                "	perfect gallows. Stand fast, good Fate, to his" & @CRLF & _
                "	hanging: make the rope of his destiny our cable," & @CRLF & _
                "	for our own doth little advantage. If he be not" & @CRLF & _
                "	born to be hanged, our case is miserable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Boatswain]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boatswain	Down with the topmast! yare! lower, lower! Bring" & @CRLF & _
                "	her to try with main-course." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A cry within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A plague upon this howling! they are louder than" & @CRLF & _
                "	the weather or our office." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, and GONZALO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet again! what do you here? Shall we give o'er" & @CRLF & _
                "	and drown? Have you a mind to sink?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	A pox o' your throat, you bawling, blasphemous," & @CRLF & _
                "	incharitable dog!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boatswain	Work you then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Hang, cur! hang, you whoreson, insolent noisemaker!" & @CRLF & _
                "	We are less afraid to be drowned than thou art." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	I'll warrant him for drowning; though the ship were" & @CRLF & _
                "	no stronger than a nutshell and as leaky as an" & @CRLF & _
                "	unstanched wench." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boatswain	Lay her a-hold, a-hold! set her two courses off to" & @CRLF & _
                "	sea again; lay her off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Mariners wet]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Mariners	All lost! to prayers, to prayers! all lost!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boatswain	What, must our mouths be cold?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	The king and prince at prayers! let's assist them," & @CRLF & _
                "	For our case is as theirs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	I'm out of patience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	We are merely cheated of our lives by drunkards:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This wide-chapp'd rascal--would thou mightst lie drowning" & @CRLF & _
                "	The washing of ten tides!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	He'll be hang'd yet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though every drop of water swear against it" & @CRLF & _
                "	And gape at widest to glut him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A confused noise within:   'Mercy on us!'--" & @CRLF & _
                "	'We split, we split!'--'Farewell, my wife and" & @CRLF & _
                "	children!'--" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Farewell, brother!'--'We split, we split, we split!']" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Let's all sink with the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Let's take leave of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ANTONIO and SEBASTIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an" & @CRLF & _
                "	acre of barren ground, long heath, brown furze, any" & @CRLF & _
                "	thing. The wills above be done! but I would fain" & @CRLF & _
                "	die a dry death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TEMPEST" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The island. Before PROSPERO'S cell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	If by your art, my dearest father, you have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them." & @CRLF & _
                "	The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dashes the fire out. O, I have suffered" & @CRLF & _
                "	With those that I saw suffer: a brave vessel," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who had, no doubt, some noble creature in her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dash'd all to pieces. O, the cry did knock" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against my very heart. Poor souls, they perish'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Had I been any god of power, I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have sunk the sea within the earth or ere" & @CRLF & _
                "	It should the good ship so have swallow'd and" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fraughting souls within her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Be collected:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No more amazement: tell your piteous heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's no harm done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	O, woe the day!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	No harm." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have done nothing but in care of thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thee, my dear one, thee, my daughter, who" & @CRLF & _
                "	Art ignorant of what thou art, nought knowing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of whence I am, nor that I am more better" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than Prospero, master of a full poor cell," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thy no greater father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	More to know" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did never meddle with my thoughts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	'Tis time" & @CRLF & _
                "	I should inform thee farther. Lend thy hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	And pluck my magic garment from me. So:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Lays down his mantle]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lie there, my art. Wipe thou thine eyes; have comfort." & @CRLF & _
                "	The direful spectacle of the wreck, which touch'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very virtue of compassion in thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have with such provision in mine art" & @CRLF & _
                "	So safely ordered that there is no soul--" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, not so much perdition as an hair" & @CRLF & _
                "	Betid to any creature in the vessel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which thou heard'st cry, which thou saw'st sink. Sit down;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thou must now know farther." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	You have often" & @CRLF & _
                "	Begun to tell me what I am, but stopp'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	And left me to a bootless inquisition," & @CRLF & _
                "	Concluding 'Stay: not yet.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	The hour's now come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very minute bids thee ope thine ear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Obey and be attentive. Canst thou remember" & @CRLF & _
                "	A time before we came unto this cell?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do not think thou canst, for then thou wast not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out three years old." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	Certainly, sir, I can." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	By what? by any other house or person?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of any thing the image tell me that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath kept with thy remembrance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	'Tis far off" & @CRLF & _
                "	And rather like a dream than an assurance" & @CRLF & _
                "	That my remembrance warrants. Had I not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Four or five women once that tended me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Thou hadst, and more, Miranda. But how is it" & @CRLF & _
                "	That this lives in thy mind? What seest thou else" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the dark backward and abysm of time?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou remember'st aught ere thou camest here," & @CRLF & _
                "	How thou camest here thou mayst." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	But that I do not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Twelve year since, Miranda, twelve year since," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy father was the Duke of Milan and" & @CRLF & _
                "	A prince of power." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	                  Sir, are not you my father?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Thy mother was a piece of virtue, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	She said thou wast my daughter; and thy father" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was Duke of Milan; and thou his only heir" & @CRLF & _
                "	And princess no worse issued." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	O the heavens!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What foul play had we, that we came from thence?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or blessed was't we did?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Both, both, my girl:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By foul play, as thou say'st, were we heaved thence," & @CRLF & _
                "	But blessedly holp hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	O, my heart bleeds" & @CRLF & _
                "	To think o' the teen that I have turn'd you to," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is from my remembrance! Please you, farther." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	My brother and thy uncle, call'd Antonio--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray thee, mark me--that a brother should" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be so perfidious!--he whom next thyself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all the world I loved and to him put" & @CRLF & _
                "	The manage of my state; as at that time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Through all the signories it was the first" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Prospero the prime duke, being so reputed" & @CRLF & _
                "	In dignity, and for the liberal arts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without a parallel; those being all my study," & @CRLF & _
                "	The government I cast upon my brother" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to my state grew stranger, being transported" & @CRLF & _
                "	And rapt in secret studies. Thy false uncle--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dost thou attend me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	Sir, most heedfully." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Being once perfected how to grant suits," & @CRLF & _
                "	How to deny them, who to advance and who" & @CRLF & _
                "	To trash for over-topping, new created" & @CRLF & _
                "	The creatures that were mine, I say, or changed 'em," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else new form'd 'em; having both the key" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of officer and office, set all hearts i' the state" & @CRLF & _
                "	To what tune pleased his ear; that now he was" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ivy which had hid my princely trunk," & @CRLF & _
                "	And suck'd my verdure out on't. Thou attend'st not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	O, good sir, I do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	                  I pray thee, mark me." & @CRLF & _
                "	I, thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated" & @CRLF & _
                "	To closeness and the bettering of my mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	With that which, but by being so retired," & @CRLF & _
                "	O'er-prized all popular rate, in my false brother" & @CRLF & _
                "	Awaked an evil nature; and my trust," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a good parent, did beget of him" & @CRLF & _
                "	A falsehood in its contrary as great" & @CRLF & _
                "	As my trust was; which had indeed no limit," & @CRLF & _
                "	A confidence sans bound. He being thus lorded," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not only with what my revenue yielded," & @CRLF & _
                "	But what my power might else exact, like one" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who having into truth, by telling of it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Made such a sinner of his memory," & @CRLF & _
                "	To credit his own lie, he did believe" & @CRLF & _
                "	He was indeed the duke; out o' the substitution" & @CRLF & _
                "	And executing the outward face of royalty," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all prerogative: hence his ambition growing--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dost thou hear?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	                  Your tale, sir, would cure deafness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	To have no screen between this part he play'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	And him he play'd it for, he needs will be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Absolute Milan. Me, poor man, my library" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was dukedom large enough: of temporal royalties" & @CRLF & _
                "	He thinks me now incapable; confederates--" & @CRLF & _
                "	So dry he was for sway--wi' the King of Naples" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give him annual tribute, do him homage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Subject his coronet to his crown and bend" & @CRLF & _
                "	The dukedom yet unbow'd--alas, poor Milan!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	To most ignoble stooping." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	O the heavens!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Mark his condition and the event; then tell me" & @CRLF & _
                "	If this might be a brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	I should sin" & @CRLF & _
                "	To think but nobly of my grandmother:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good wombs have borne bad sons." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Now the condition." & @CRLF & _
                "	The King of Naples, being an enemy" & @CRLF & _
                "	To me inveterate, hearkens my brother's suit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which was, that he, in lieu o' the premises" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of homage and I know not how much tribute," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should presently extirpate me and mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of the dukedom and confer fair Milan" & @CRLF & _
                "	With all the honours on my brother: whereon," & @CRLF & _
                "	A treacherous army levied, one midnight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fated to the purpose did Antonio open" & @CRLF & _
                "	The gates of Milan, and, i' the dead of darkness," & @CRLF & _
                "	The ministers for the purpose hurried thence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Me and thy crying self." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	Alack, for pity!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I, not remembering how I cried out then," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will cry it o'er again: it is a hint" & @CRLF & _
                "	That wrings mine eyes to't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Hear a little further" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then I'll bring thee to the present business" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which now's upon's; without the which this story" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were most impertinent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	Wherefore did they not" & @CRLF & _
                "	That hour destroy us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Well demanded, wench:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My tale provokes that question. Dear, they durst not," & @CRLF & _
                "	So dear the love my people bore me, nor set" & @CRLF & _
                "	A mark so bloody on the business, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	With colours fairer painted their foul ends." & @CRLF & _
                "	In few, they hurried us aboard a bark," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bore us some leagues to sea; where they prepared" & @CRLF & _
                "	A rotten carcass of a boat, not rigg'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor tackle, sail, nor mast; the very rats" & @CRLF & _
                "	Instinctively had quit it: there they hoist us," & @CRLF & _
                "	To cry to the sea that roar'd to us, to sigh" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the winds whose pity, sighing back again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did us but loving wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	Alack, what trouble" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was I then to you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	                  O, a cherubim" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wast that did preserve me. Thou didst smile." & @CRLF & _
                "	Infused with a fortitude from heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I have deck'd the sea with drops full salt," & @CRLF & _
                "	Under my burthen groan'd; which raised in me" & @CRLF & _
                "	An undergoing stomach, to bear up" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against what should ensue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	How came we ashore?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	By Providence divine." & @CRLF & _
                "	Some food we had and some fresh water that" & @CRLF & _
                "	A noble Neapolitan, Gonzalo," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of his charity, being then appointed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Master of this design, did give us, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rich garments, linens, stuffs and necessaries," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which since have steaded much; so, of his gentleness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Knowing I loved my books, he furnish'd me" & @CRLF & _
                "	From mine own library with volumes that" & @CRLF & _
                "	I prize above my dukedom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	Would I might" & @CRLF & _
                "	But ever see that man!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Now I arise:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Resumes his mantle]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sit still, and hear the last of our sea-sorrow." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here in this island we arrived; and here" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I, thy schoolmaster, made thee more profit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than other princesses can that have more time" & @CRLF & _
                "	For vainer hours and tutors not so careful." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	Heavens thank you for't! And now, I pray you, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	For still 'tis beating in my mind, your reason" & @CRLF & _
                "	For raising this sea-storm?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Know thus far forth." & @CRLF & _
                "	By accident most strange, bountiful Fortune," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now my dear lady, hath mine enemies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brought to this shore; and by my prescience" & @CRLF & _
                "	I find my zenith doth depend upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	A most auspicious star, whose influence" & @CRLF & _
                "	If now I court not but omit, my fortunes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will ever after droop. Here cease more questions:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art inclined to sleep; 'tis a good dulness," & @CRLF & _
                "	And give it way: I know thou canst not choose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[MIRANDA sleeps]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come away, servant, come. I am ready now." & @CRLF & _
                "	Approach, my Ariel, come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ARIEL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	All hail, great master! grave sir, hail! I come" & @CRLF & _
                "	To answer thy best pleasure; be't to fly," & @CRLF & _
                "	To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride" & @CRLF & _
                "	On the curl'd clouds, to thy strong bidding task" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ariel and all his quality." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Hast thou, spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Perform'd to point the tempest that I bade thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	To every article." & @CRLF & _
                "	I boarded the king's ship; now on the beak," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now in the waist, the deck, in every cabin," & @CRLF & _
                "	I flamed amazement: sometime I'ld divide," & @CRLF & _
                "	And burn in many places; on the topmast," & @CRLF & _
                "	The yards and bowsprit, would I flame distinctly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then meet and join. Jove's lightnings, the precursors" & @CRLF & _
                "	O' the dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sight-outrunning were not; the fire and cracks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of sulphurous roaring the most mighty Neptune" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seem to besiege and make his bold waves tremble," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, his dread trident shake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	My brave spirit!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who was so firm, so constant, that this coil" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would not infect his reason?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	Not a soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	But felt a fever of the mad and play'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some tricks of desperation. All but mariners" & @CRLF & _
                "	Plunged in the foaming brine and quit the vessel," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then all afire with me: the king's son, Ferdinand," & @CRLF & _
                "	With hair up-staring,--then like reeds, not hair,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was the first man that leap'd; cried, 'Hell is empty" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the devils are here.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Why that's my spirit!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But was not this nigh shore?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	Close by, my master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	But are they, Ariel, safe?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	Not a hair perish'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	On their sustaining garments not a blemish," & @CRLF & _
                "	But fresher than before: and, as thou badest me," & @CRLF & _
                "	In troops I have dispersed them 'bout the isle." & @CRLF & _
                "	The king's son have I landed by himself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom I left cooling of the air with sighs" & @CRLF & _
                "	In an odd angle of the isle and sitting," & @CRLF & _
                "	His arms in this sad knot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Of the king's ship" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mariners say how thou hast disposed" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the rest o' the fleet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	Safely in harbour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is the king's ship; in the deep nook, where once" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou call'dst me up at midnight to fetch dew" & @CRLF & _
                "	From the still-vex'd Bermoothes, there she's hid:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mariners all under hatches stow'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, with a charm join'd to their suffer'd labour," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have left asleep; and for the rest o' the fleet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I dispersed, they all have met again" & @CRLF & _
                "	And are upon the Mediterranean flote," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bound sadly home for Naples," & @CRLF & _
                "	Supposing that they saw the king's ship wreck'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	And his great person perish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Ariel, thy charge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Exactly is perform'd: but there's more work." & @CRLF & _
                "	What is the time o' the day?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	Past the mid season." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	At least two glasses. The time 'twixt six and now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must by us both be spent most preciously." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	Is there more toil? Since thou dost give me pains," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me remember thee what thou hast promised," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is not yet perform'd me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	How now? moody?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is't thou canst demand?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	My liberty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Before the time be out? no more!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	I prithee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Remember I have done thee worthy service;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Told thee no lies, made thee no mistakings, served" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without or grudge or grumblings: thou didst promise" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bate me a full year." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Dost thou forget" & @CRLF & _
                "	From what a torment I did free thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Thou dost, and think'st it much to tread the ooze" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the salt deep," & @CRLF & _
                "	To run upon the sharp wind of the north," & @CRLF & _
                "	To do me business in the veins o' the earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	When it is baked with frost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	I do not, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Thou liest, malignant thing! Hast thou forgot" & @CRLF & _
                "	The foul witch Sycorax, who with age and envy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was grown into a hoop? hast thou forgot her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	No, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	     Thou hast. Where was she born? speak; tell me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	Sir, in Argier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	                  O, was she so? I must" & @CRLF & _
                "	Once in a month recount what thou hast been," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which thou forget'st. This damn'd witch Sycorax," & @CRLF & _
                "	For mischiefs manifold and sorceries terrible" & @CRLF & _
                "	To enter human hearing, from Argier," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou know'st, was banish'd: for one thing she did" & @CRLF & _
                "	They would not take her life. Is not this true?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	Ay, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	This blue-eyed hag was hither brought with child" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here was left by the sailors. Thou, my slave," & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou report'st thyself, wast then her servant;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for thou wast a spirit too delicate" & @CRLF & _
                "	To act her earthy and abhorr'd commands," & @CRLF & _
                "	Refusing her grand hests, she did confine thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	By help of her more potent ministers" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in her most unmitigable rage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Into a cloven pine; within which rift" & @CRLF & _
                "	Imprison'd thou didst painfully remain" & @CRLF & _
                "	A dozen years; within which space she died" & @CRLF & _
                "	And left thee there; where thou didst vent thy groans" & @CRLF & _
                "	As fast as mill-wheels strike. Then was this island--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Save for the son that she did litter here," & @CRLF & _
                "	A freckled whelp hag-born--not honour'd with" & @CRLF & _
                "	A human shape." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	                  Yes, Caliban her son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Dull thing, I say so; he, that Caliban" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom now I keep in service. Thou best know'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	What torment I did find thee in; thy groans" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did make wolves howl and penetrate the breasts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of ever angry bears: it was a torment" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lay upon the damn'd, which Sycorax" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could not again undo: it was mine art," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I arrived and heard thee, that made gape" & @CRLF & _
                "	The pine and let thee out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	I thank thee, master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	If thou more murmur'st, I will rend an oak" & @CRLF & _
                "	And peg thee in his knotty entrails till" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast howl'd away twelve winters." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	Pardon, master;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will be correspondent to command" & @CRLF & _
                "	And do my spiriting gently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Do so, and after two days" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will discharge thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	That's my noble master!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What shall I do? say what; what shall I do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Go make thyself like a nymph o' the sea: be subject" & @CRLF & _
                "	To no sight but thine and mine, invisible" & @CRLF & _
                "	To every eyeball else. Go take this shape" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hither come in't: go, hence with diligence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit ARIEL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well; Awake!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	     The strangeness of your story put" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaviness in me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	                  Shake it off. Come on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll visit Caliban my slave, who never" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yields us kind answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	'Tis a villain, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do not love to look on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	But, as 'tis," & @CRLF & _
                "	We cannot miss him: he does make our fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fetch in our wood and serves in offices" & @CRLF & _
                "	That profit us. What, ho! slave! Caliban!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou earth, thou! speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	[Within]  There's wood enough within." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Come forth, I say! there's other business for thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, thou tortoise! when?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter ARIEL like a water-nymph]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fine apparition! My quaint Ariel," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark in thine ear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	                  My lord it shall be done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon thy wicked dam, come forth!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CALIBAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	As wicked dew as e'er my mother brush'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With raven's feather from unwholesome fen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Drop on you both! a south-west blow on ye" & @CRLF & _
                "	And blister you all o'er!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	For this, be sure, to-night thou shalt have cramps," & @CRLF & _
                "	Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up; urchins" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall, for that vast of night that they may work," & @CRLF & _
                "	All exercise on thee; thou shalt be pinch'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thick as honeycomb, each pinch more stinging" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than bees that made 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	I must eat my dinner." & @CRLF & _
                "	This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which thou takest from me. When thou camest first," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou strokedst me and madest much of me, wouldst give me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Water with berries in't, and teach me how" & @CRLF & _
                "	To name the bigger light, and how the less," & @CRLF & _
                "	That burn by day and night: and then I loved thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	And show'd thee all the qualities o' the isle," & @CRLF & _
                "	The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place and fertile:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cursed be I that did so! All the charms" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on you!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am all the subjects that you have," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which first was mine own king: and here you sty me" & @CRLF & _
                "	In this hard rock, whiles you do keep from me" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rest o' the island." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Thou most lying slave," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom stripes may move, not kindness! I have used thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Filth as thou art, with human care, and lodged thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	In mine own cell, till thou didst seek to violate" & @CRLF & _
                "	The honour of my child." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	O ho, O ho! would't had been done!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou didst prevent me; I had peopled else" & @CRLF & _
                "	This isle with Calibans." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Abhorred slave," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which any print of goodness wilt not take," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being capable of all ill! I pitied thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour" & @CRLF & _
                "	One thing or other: when thou didst not, savage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Know thine own meaning, but wouldst gabble like" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes" & @CRLF & _
                "	With words that made them known. But thy vile race," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though thou didst learn, had that in't which" & @CRLF & _
                "	good natures" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could not abide to be with; therefore wast thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deservedly confined into this rock," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who hadst deserved more than a prison." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	You taught me language; and my profit on't" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is, I know how to curse. The red plague rid you" & @CRLF & _
                "	For learning me your language!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Hag-seed, hence!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fetch us in fuel; and be quick, thou'rt best," & @CRLF & _
                "	To answer other business. Shrug'st thou, malice?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou neglect'st or dost unwillingly" & @CRLF & _
                "	What I command, I'll rack thee with old cramps," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fill all thy bones with aches, make thee roar" & @CRLF & _
                "	That beasts shall tremble at thy din." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	No, pray thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must obey: his art is of such power," & @CRLF & _
                "	It would control my dam's god, Setebos," & @CRLF & _
                "	and make a vassal of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	So, slave; hence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit CALIBAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter ARIEL, invisible, playing and singing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	FERDINAND following]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	ARIEL'S song." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come unto these yellow sands," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then take hands:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Courtsied when you have and kiss'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The wild waves whist," & @CRLF & _
                "	Foot it featly here and there;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, sweet sprites, the burthen bear." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark, hark!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Burthen [dispersedly, within]  Bow-wow]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The watch-dogs bark!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Burthen Bow-wow]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark, hark! I hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	The strain of strutting chanticleer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cry, Cock-a-diddle-dow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Where should this music be? i' the air or the earth?" & @CRLF & _
                "	It sounds no more: and sure, it waits upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some god o' the island. Sitting on a bank," & @CRLF & _
                "	Weeping again the king my father's wreck," & @CRLF & _
                "	This music crept by me upon the waters," & @CRLF & _
                "	Allaying both their fury and my passion" & @CRLF & _
                "	With its sweet air: thence I have follow'd it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or it hath drawn me rather. But 'tis gone." & @CRLF & _
                "	No, it begins again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[ARIEL sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Full fathom five thy father lies;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of his bones are coral made;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those are pearls that were his eyes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing of him that doth fade" & @CRLF & _
                "	But doth suffer a sea-change" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into something rich and strange." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Burthen Ding-dong]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark! now I hear them,--Ding-dong, bell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	The ditty does remember my drown'd father." & @CRLF & _
                "	This is no mortal business, nor no sound" & @CRLF & _
                "	That the earth owes. I hear it now above me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	The fringed curtains of thine eye advance" & @CRLF & _
                "	And say what thou seest yond." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	What is't? a spirit?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord, how it looks about! Believe me, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	It carries a brave form. But 'tis a spirit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	No, wench; it eats and sleeps and hath such senses" & @CRLF & _
                "	As we have, such. This gallant which thou seest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was in the wreck; and, but he's something stain'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With grief that's beauty's canker, thou mightst call him" & @CRLF & _
                "	A goodly person: he hath lost his fellows" & @CRLF & _
                "	And strays about to find 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	I might call him" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thing divine, for nothing natural" & @CRLF & _
                "	I ever saw so noble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	[Aside] It goes on, I see," & @CRLF & _
                "	As my soul prompts it. Spirit, fine spirit! I'll free thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within two days for this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Most sure, the goddess" & @CRLF & _
                "	On whom these airs attend! Vouchsafe my prayer" & @CRLF & _
                "	May know if you remain upon this island;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that you will some good instruction give" & @CRLF & _
                "	How I may bear me here: my prime request," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I do last pronounce, is, O you wonder!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you be maid or no?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	No wonder, sir;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But certainly a maid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	My language! heavens!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am the best of them that speak this speech," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were I but where 'tis spoken." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	How? the best?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What wert thou, if the King of Naples heard thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	A single thing, as I am now, that wonders" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear thee speak of Naples. He does hear me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that he does I weep: myself am Naples," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who with mine eyes, never since at ebb, beheld" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king my father wreck'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	Alack, for mercy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Yes, faith, and all his lords; the Duke of Milan" & @CRLF & _
                "	And his brave son being twain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	[Aside]	The Duke of Milan" & @CRLF & _
                "	And his more braver daughter could control thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	If now 'twere fit to do't. At the first sight" & @CRLF & _
                "	They have changed eyes. Delicate Ariel," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll set thee free for this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To FERDINAND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		        A word, good sir;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear you have done yourself some wrong: a word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	Why speaks my father so ungently? This" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is the third man that e'er I saw, the first" & @CRLF & _
                "	That e'er I sigh'd for: pity move my father" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be inclined my way!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	O, if a virgin," & @CRLF & _
                "	And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you" & @CRLF & _
                "	The queen of Naples." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Soft, sir! one word more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are both in either's powers; but this swift business" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must uneasy make, lest too light winning" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make the prize light." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To FERDINAND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		One word more; I charge thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou attend me: thou dost here usurp" & @CRLF & _
                "	The name thou owest not; and hast put thyself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon this island as a spy, to win it" & @CRLF & _
                "	From me, the lord on't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	No, as I am a man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	There's nothing ill can dwell in such a temple:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If the ill spirit have so fair a house," & @CRLF & _
                "	Good things will strive to dwell with't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Follow me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak not you for him; he's a traitor. Come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll manacle thy neck and feet together:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sea-water shalt thou drink; thy food shall be" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fresh-brook muscles, wither'd roots and husks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein the acorn cradled. Follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	No;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will resist such entertainment till" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine enemy has more power." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Draws, and is charmed from moving]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	O dear father," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make not too rash a trial of him, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	He's gentle and not fearful." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	What? I say," & @CRLF & _
                "	My foot my tutor? Put thy sword up, traitor;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who makest a show but darest not strike, thy conscience" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is so possess'd with guilt: come from thy ward," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I can here disarm thee with this stick" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make thy weapon drop." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	Beseech you, father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Hence! hang not on my garments." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	Sir, have pity;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll be his surety." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Silence! one word more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall make me chide thee, if not hate thee. What!" & @CRLF & _
                "	An advocate for an imposter! hush!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou think'st there is no more such shapes as he," & @CRLF & _
                "	Having seen but him and Caliban: foolish wench!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the most of men this is a Caliban" & @CRLF & _
                "	And they to him are angels." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	My affections" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are then most humble; I have no ambition" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see a goodlier man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Come on; obey:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy nerves are in their infancy again" & @CRLF & _
                "	And have no vigour in them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	So they are;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up." & @CRLF & _
                "	My father's loss, the weakness which I feel," & @CRLF & _
                "	The wreck of all my friends, nor this man's threats," & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom I am subdued, are but light to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Might I but through my prison once a day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Behold this maid: all corners else o' the earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let liberty make use of; space enough" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I in such a prison." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	[Aside]                It works." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To FERDINAND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		                  Come on." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast done well, fine Ariel!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To FERDINAND]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		                  Follow me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To ARIEL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark what thou else shalt do me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	Be of comfort;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father's of a better nature, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than he appears by speech: this is unwonted" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which now came from him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Thou shalt be free" & @CRLF & _
                "	As mountain winds: but then exactly do" & @CRLF & _
                "	All points of my command." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	To the syllable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Come, follow. Speak not for him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TEMPEST" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Another part of the island." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, GONZALO," & @CRLF & _
                "	ADRIAN, FRANCISCO, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	Beseech you, sir, be merry; you have cause," & @CRLF & _
                "	So have we all, of joy; for our escape" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is much beyond our loss. Our hint of woe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is common; every day some sailor's wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	The masters of some merchant and the merchant" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have just our theme of woe; but for the miracle," & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean our preservation, few in millions" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can speak like us: then wisely, good sir, weigh" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our sorrow with our comfort." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	Prithee, peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	He receives comfort like cold porridge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	The visitor will not give him o'er so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Look he's winding up the watch of his wit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	by and by it will strike." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	Sir,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	One: tell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	When every grief is entertain'd that's offer'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Comes to the entertainer--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	A dollar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	Dolour comes to him, indeed: you" & @CRLF & _
                "	have spoken truer than you purposed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	You have taken it wiselier than I meant you should." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	Therefore, my lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Fie, what a spendthrift is he of his tongue!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	I prithee, spare." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	Well, I have done: but yet,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	He will be talking." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Which, of he or Adrian, for a good" & @CRLF & _
                "	wager, first begins to crow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	The old cock." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	The cockerel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Done. The wager?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	A laughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	A match!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIAN	Though this island seem to be desert,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Ha, ha, ha! So, you're paid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIAN	Uninhabitable and almost inaccessible,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Yet,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIAN	Yet,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	He could not miss't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIAN	It must needs be of subtle, tender and delicate" & @CRLF & _
                "	temperance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Temperance was a delicate wench." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Ay, and a subtle; as he most learnedly delivered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIAN	The air breathes upon us here most sweetly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	As if it had lungs and rotten ones." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Or as 'twere perfumed by a fen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	Here is everything advantageous to life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	True; save means to live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Of that there's none, or little." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	How lush and lusty the grass looks! how green!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	The ground indeed is tawny." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	With an eye of green in't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	He misses not much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	No; he doth but mistake the truth totally." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	But the rarity of it is,--which is indeed almost" & @CRLF & _
                "	beyond credit,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	As many vouched rarities are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	That our garments, being, as they were, drenched in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the sea, hold notwithstanding their freshness and" & @CRLF & _
                "	glosses, being rather new-dyed than stained with" & @CRLF & _
                "	salt water." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	If but one of his pockets could speak, would it not" & @CRLF & _
                "	say he lies?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Ay, or very falsely pocket up his report" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	Methinks our garments are now as fresh as when we" & @CRLF & _
                "	put them on first in Afric, at the marriage of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the king's fair daughter Claribel to the King of Tunis." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	'Twas a sweet marriage, and we prosper well in our return." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIAN	Tunis was never graced before with such a paragon to" & @CRLF & _
                "	their queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	Not since widow Dido's time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Widow! a pox o' that! How came that widow in?" & @CRLF & _
                "	widow Dido!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	What if he had said 'widower AEneas' too? Good Lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	how you take it!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIAN	'Widow Dido' said you? you make me study of that:" & @CRLF & _
                "	she was of Carthage, not of Tunis." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	This Tunis, sir, was Carthage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIAN	Carthage?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	I assure you, Carthage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	His word is more than the miraculous harp; he hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	raised the wall and houses too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	What impossible matter will he make easy next?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	I think he will carry this island home in his pocket" & @CRLF & _
                "	and give it his son for an apple." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	And, sowing the kernels of it in the sea, bring" & @CRLF & _
                "	forth more islands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	Ay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Why, in good time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	Sir, we were talking that our garments seem now" & @CRLF & _
                "	as fresh as when we were at Tunis at the marriage" & @CRLF & _
                "	of your daughter, who is now queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	And the rarest that e'er came there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Bate, I beseech you, widow Dido." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	O, widow Dido! ay, widow Dido." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	Is not, sir, my doublet as fresh as the first day I" & @CRLF & _
                "	wore it? I mean, in a sort." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	That sort was well fished for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	When I wore it at your daughter's marriage?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	You cram these words into mine ears against" & @CRLF & _
                "	The stomach of my sense. Would I had never" & @CRLF & _
                "	Married my daughter there! for, coming thence," & @CRLF & _
                "	My son is lost and, in my rate, she too," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who is so far from Italy removed" & @CRLF & _
                "	I ne'er again shall see her. O thou mine heir" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Naples and of Milan, what strange fish" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath made his meal on thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCISCO	Sir, he may live:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw him beat the surges under him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ride upon their backs; he trod the water," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted" & @CRLF & _
                "	The surge most swoln that met him; his bold head" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oar'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the shore, that o'er his wave-worn basis bow'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	As stooping to relieve him: I not doubt" & @CRLF & _
                "	He came alive to land." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	No, no, he's gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Sir, you may thank yourself for this great loss," & @CRLF & _
                "	That would not bless our Europe with your daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	But rather lose her to an African;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where she at least is banish'd from your eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who hath cause to wet the grief on't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	Prithee, peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	You were kneel'd to and importuned otherwise" & @CRLF & _
                "	By all of us, and the fair soul herself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Weigh'd between loathness and obedience, at" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which end o' the beam should bow. We have lost your" & @CRLF & _
                "	son," & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear, for ever: Milan and Naples have" & @CRLF & _
                "	More widows in them of this business' making" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than we bring men to comfort them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fault's your own." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	So is the dear'st o' the loss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	My lord Sebastian," & @CRLF & _
                "	The truth you speak doth lack some gentleness" & @CRLF & _
                "	And time to speak it in: you rub the sore," & @CRLF & _
                "	When you should bring the plaster." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Very well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	And most chirurgeonly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	It is foul weather in us all, good sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	When you are cloudy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Foul weather?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Very foul." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	Had I plantation of this isle, my lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	He'ld sow't with nettle-seed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Or docks, or mallows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	And were the king on't, what would I do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	'Scape being drunk for want of wine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	I' the commonwealth I would by contraries" & @CRLF & _
                "	Execute all things; for no kind of traffic" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would I admit; no name of magistrate;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Letters should not be known; riches, poverty," & @CRLF & _
                "	And use of service, none; contract, succession," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No occupation; all men idle, all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And women too, but innocent and pure;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No sovereignty;--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	                  Yet he would be king on't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	The latter end of his commonwealth forgets the" & @CRLF & _
                "	beginning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	All things in common nature should produce" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without sweat or endeavour: treason, felony," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would I not have; but nature should bring forth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance," & @CRLF & _
                "	To feed my innocent people." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	No marrying 'mong his subjects?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	None, man; all idle: whores and knaves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	I would with such perfection govern, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	To excel the golden age." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	God save his majesty!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Long live Gonzalo!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	                  And,--do you mark me, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	Prithee, no more: thou dost talk nothing to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	I do well believe your highness; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	did it to minister occasion to these gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	who are of such sensible and nimble lungs that" & @CRLF & _
                "	they always use to laugh at nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	'Twas you we laughed at." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	Who in this kind of merry fooling am nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	to you: so you may continue and laugh at" & @CRLF & _
                "	nothing still." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	What a blow was there given!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	An it had not fallen flat-long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	You are gentlemen of brave metal; you would lift" & @CRLF & _
                "	the moon out of her sphere, if she would continue" & @CRLF & _
                "	in it five weeks without changing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ARIEL, invisible, playing solemn music]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	We would so, and then go a bat-fowling." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Nay, good my lord, be not angry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	No, I warrant you; I will not adventure" & @CRLF & _
                "	my discretion so weakly. Will you laugh" & @CRLF & _
                "	me asleep, for I am very heavy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Go sleep, and hear us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[All sleep except ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, and ANTONIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would, with themselves, shut up my thoughts: I find" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are inclined to do so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Please you, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not omit the heavy offer of it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It seldom visits sorrow; when it doth," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a comforter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	                  We two, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will guard your person while you take your rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	And watch your safety." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	Thank you. Wondrous heavy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[ALONSO sleeps. Exit ARIEL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	What a strange drowsiness possesses them!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	It is the quality o' the climate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Why" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth it not then our eyelids sink? I find not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself disposed to sleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Nor I; my spirits are nimble." & @CRLF & _
                "	They fell together all, as by consent;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They dropp'd, as by a thunder-stroke. What might," & @CRLF & _
                "	Worthy Sebastian? O, what might?--No more:--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet me thinks I see it in thy face," & @CRLF & _
                "	What thou shouldst be: the occasion speaks thee, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	My strong imagination sees a crown" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dropping upon thy head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	What, art thou waking?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Do you not hear me speak?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	I do; and surely" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a sleepy language and thou speak'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of thy sleep. What is it thou didst say?" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is a strange repose, to be asleep" & @CRLF & _
                "	With eyes wide open; standing, speaking, moving," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet so fast asleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Noble Sebastian," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou let'st thy fortune sleep--die, rather; wink'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles thou art waking." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Thou dost snore distinctly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's meaning in thy snores." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	I am more serious than my custom: you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must be so too, if heed me; which to do" & @CRLF & _
                "	Trebles thee o'er." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	                  Well, I am standing water." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	I'll teach you how to flow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Do so: to ebb" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hereditary sloth instructs me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	O," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you but knew how you the purpose cherish" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles thus you mock it! how, in stripping it," & @CRLF & _
                "	You more invest it! Ebbing men, indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most often do so near the bottom run" & @CRLF & _
                "	By their own fear or sloth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Prithee, say on:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The setting of thine eye and cheek proclaim" & @CRLF & _
                "	A matter from thee, and a birth indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which throes thee much to yield." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Thus, sir:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Although this lord of weak remembrance, this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who shall be of as little memory" & @CRLF & _
                "	When he is earth'd, hath here almost persuade,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he's a spirit of persuasion, only" & @CRLF & _
                "	Professes to persuade,--the king his son's alive," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis as impossible that he's undrown'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he that sleeps here swims." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	I have no hope" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he's undrown'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	O, out of that 'no hope'" & @CRLF & _
                "	What great hope have you! no hope that way is" & @CRLF & _
                "	Another way so high a hope that even" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond," & @CRLF & _
                "	But doubt discovery there. Will you grant with me" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Ferdinand is drown'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	He's gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Then, tell me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who's the next heir of Naples?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Claribel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	She that is queen of Tunis; she that dwells" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ten leagues beyond man's life; she that from Naples" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can have no note, unless the sun were post--" & @CRLF & _
                "	The man i' the moon's too slow--till new-born chins" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be rough and razorable; she that--from whom?" & @CRLF & _
                "	We all were sea-swallow'd, though some cast again," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by that destiny to perform an act" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereof what's past is prologue, what to come" & @CRLF & _
                "	In yours and my discharge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	What stuff is this! how say you?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis true, my brother's daughter's queen of Tunis;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So is she heir of Naples; 'twixt which regions" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is some space." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	A space whose every cubit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seems to cry out, 'How shall that Claribel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Measure us back to Naples? Keep in Tunis," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let Sebastian wake.' Say, this were death" & @CRLF & _
                "	That now hath seized them; why, they were no worse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than now they are. There be that can rule Naples" & @CRLF & _
                "	As well as he that sleeps; lords that can prate" & @CRLF & _
                "	As amply and unnecessarily" & @CRLF & _
                "	As this Gonzalo; I myself could make" & @CRLF & _
                "	A chough of as deep chat. O, that you bore" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mind that I do! what a sleep were this" & @CRLF & _
                "	For your advancement! Do you understand me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Methinks I do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	                  And how does your content" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tender your own good fortune?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	I remember" & @CRLF & _
                "	You did supplant your brother Prospero." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	True:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And look how well my garments sit upon me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Much feater than before: my brother's servants" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were then my fellows; now they are my men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	But, for your conscience?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Ay, sir; where lies that? if 'twere a kibe," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twould put me to my slipper: but I feel not" & @CRLF & _
                "	This deity in my bosom: twenty consciences," & @CRLF & _
                "	That stand 'twixt me and Milan, candied be they" & @CRLF & _
                "	And melt ere they molest! Here lies your brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	No better than the earth he lies upon," & @CRLF & _
                "	If he were that which now he's like, that's dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom I, with this obedient steel, three inches of it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can lay to bed for ever; whiles you, doing thus," & @CRLF & _
                "	To the perpetual wink for aye might put" & @CRLF & _
                "	This ancient morsel, this Sir Prudence, who" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should not upbraid our course. For all the rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	They'll take suggestion as a cat laps milk;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They'll tell the clock to any business that" & @CRLF & _
                "	We say befits the hour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Thy case, dear friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be my precedent; as thou got'st Milan," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll come by Naples. Draw thy sword: one stroke" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall free thee from the tribute which thou payest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I the king shall love thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Draw together;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when I rear my hand, do you the like," & @CRLF & _
                "	To fall it on Gonzalo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	O, but one word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They talk apart]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter ARIEL, invisible]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	My master through his art foresees the danger" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you, his friend, are in; and sends me forth--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For else his project dies--to keep them living." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sings in GONZALO's ear]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	While you here do snoring lie," & @CRLF & _
                "	Open-eyed conspiracy" & @CRLF & _
                "	His time doth take." & @CRLF & _
                "	If of life you keep a care," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shake off slumber, and beware:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Awake, awake!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Then let us both be sudden." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	Now, good angels" & @CRLF & _
                "	Preserve the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They wake]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	Why, how now? ho, awake! Why are you drawn?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherefore this ghastly looking?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	What's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Whiles we stood here securing your repose," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even now, we heard a hollow burst of bellowing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like bulls, or rather lions: did't not wake you?" & @CRLF & _
                "	It struck mine ear most terribly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	I heard nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	O, 'twas a din to fright a monster's ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make an earthquake! sure, it was the roar" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of a whole herd of lions." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	Heard you this, Gonzalo?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	Upon mine honour, sir, I heard a humming," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that a strange one too, which did awake me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I shaked you, sir, and cried: as mine eyes open'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw their weapons drawn: there was a noise," & @CRLF & _
                "	That's verily. 'Tis best we stand upon our guard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or that we quit this place; let's draw our weapons." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	Lead off this ground; and let's make further search" & @CRLF & _
                "	For my poor son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	Heavens keep him from these beasts!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he is, sure, i' the island." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	Lead away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	Prospero my lord shall know what I have done:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So, king, go safely on to seek thy son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TEMPEST" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Another part of the island." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CALIBAN with a burden of wood. A noise of" & @CRLF & _
                "	thunder heard]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	All the infections that the sun sucks up" & @CRLF & _
                "	From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall and make him" & @CRLF & _
                "	By inch-meal a disease! His spirits hear me" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet I needs must curse. But they'll nor pinch," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fright me with urchin--shows, pitch me i' the mire," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor lead me, like a firebrand, in the dark" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of my way, unless he bid 'em; but" & @CRLF & _
                "	For every trifle are they set upon me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sometime like apes that mow and chatter at me" & @CRLF & _
                "	And after bite me, then like hedgehogs which" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lie tumbling in my barefoot way and mount" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their pricks at my footfall; sometime am I" & @CRLF & _
                "	All wound with adders who with cloven tongues" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do hiss me into madness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TRINCULO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		    Lo, now, lo!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes a spirit of his, and to torment me" & @CRLF & _
                "	For bringing wood in slowly. I'll fall flat;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perchance he will not mind me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	Here's neither bush nor shrub, to bear off" & @CRLF & _
                "	any weather at all, and another storm brewing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hear it sing i' the wind: yond same black" & @CRLF & _
                "	cloud, yond huge one, looks like a foul" & @CRLF & _
                "	bombard that would shed his liquor. If it" & @CRLF & _
                "	should thunder as it did before, I know not" & @CRLF & _
                "	where to hide my head: yond same cloud cannot" & @CRLF & _
                "	choose but fall by pailfuls. What have we" & @CRLF & _
                "	here? a man or a fish? dead or alive? A fish:" & @CRLF & _
                "	he smells like a fish; a very ancient and fish-" & @CRLF & _
                "	like smell; a kind of not of the newest Poor-" & @CRLF & _
                "	John. A strange fish! Were I in England now," & @CRLF & _
                "	as once I was, and had but this fish painted," & @CRLF & _
                "	not a holiday fool there but would give a piece" & @CRLF & _
                "	of silver: there would this monster make a" & @CRLF & _
                "	man; any strange beast there makes a man:" & @CRLF & _
                "	when they will not give a doit to relieve a lame" & @CRLF & _
                "	beggar, they will lazy out ten to see a dead" & @CRLF & _
                "	Indian. Legged like a man and his fins like" & @CRLF & _
                "	arms! Warm o' my troth! I do now let loose" & @CRLF & _
                "	my opinion; hold it no longer: this is no fish," & @CRLF & _
                "	but an islander, that hath lately suffered by a" & @CRLF & _
                "	thunderbolt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Thunder]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, the storm is come again! my best way is to" & @CRLF & _
                "	creep under his gaberdine; there is no other" & @CRLF & _
                "	shelter hereabouts: misery acquaints a man with" & @CRLF & _
                "	strange bed-fellows. I will here shroud till the" & @CRLF & _
                "	dregs of the storm be past." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter STEPHANO, singing: a bottle in his hand]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	   I shall no more to sea, to sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here shall I die ashore--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's" & @CRLF & _
                "	funeral: well, here's my comfort. [Drinks]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The master, the swabber, the boatswain and I," & @CRLF & _
                "	The gunner and his mate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Loved Mall, Meg and Marian and Margery," & @CRLF & _
                "	But none of us cared for Kate;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For she had a tongue with a tang," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would cry to a sailor, Go hang!" & @CRLF & _
                "	She loved not the savour of tar nor of pitch," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet a tailor might scratch her where'er she did itch:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then to sea, boys, and let her go hang!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is a scurvy tune too: but here's my comfort." & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drinks]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	Do not torment me: Oh!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	What's the matter? Have we devils here? Do you put" & @CRLF & _
                "	tricks upon's with savages and men of Ind, ha? I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have not scaped drowning to be afeard now of your" & @CRLF & _
                "	four legs; for it hath been said, As proper a man as" & @CRLF & _
                "	ever went on four legs cannot make him give ground;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and it shall be said so again while Stephano" & @CRLF & _
                "	breathes at's nostrils." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	The spirit torments me; Oh!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	This is some monster of the isle with four legs, who" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath got, as I take it, an ague. Where the devil" & @CRLF & _
                "	should he learn our language? I will give him some" & @CRLF & _
                "	relief, if it be but for that. if I can recover him" & @CRLF & _
                "	and keep him tame and get to Naples with him, he's a" & @CRLF & _
                "	present for any emperor that ever trod on neat's leather." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	Do not torment me, prithee; I'll bring my wood home faster." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	He's in his fit now and does not talk after the" & @CRLF & _
                "	wisest. He shall taste of my bottle: if he have" & @CRLF & _
                "	never drunk wine afore will go near to remove his" & @CRLF & _
                "	fit. If I can recover him and keep him tame, I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	not take too much for him; he shall pay for him that" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath him, and that soundly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou wilt anon, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	know it by thy trembling: now Prosper works upon thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Come on your ways; open your mouth; here is that" & @CRLF & _
                "	which will give language to you, cat: open your" & @CRLF & _
                "	mouth; this will shake your shaking, I can tell you," & @CRLF & _
                "	and that soundly: you cannot tell who's your friend:" & @CRLF & _
                "	open your chaps again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	I should know that voice: it should be--but he is" & @CRLF & _
                "	drowned; and these are devils: O defend me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Four legs and two voices: a most delicate monster!" & @CRLF & _
                "	His forward voice now is to speak well of his" & @CRLF & _
                "	friend; his backward voice is to utter foul speeches" & @CRLF & _
                "	and to detract. If all the wine in my bottle will" & @CRLF & _
                "	recover him, I will help his ague. Come. Amen! I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will pour some in thy other mouth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	Stephano!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Doth thy other mouth call me? Mercy, mercy! This is" & @CRLF & _
                "	a devil, and no monster: I will leave him; I have no" & @CRLF & _
                "	long spoon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	Stephano! If thou beest Stephano, touch me and" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak to me: for I am Trinculo--be not afeard--thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	good friend Trinculo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	If thou beest Trinculo, come forth: I'll pull thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	by the lesser legs: if any be Trinculo's legs," & @CRLF & _
                "	these are they. Thou art very Trinculo indeed! How" & @CRLF & _
                "	camest thou to be the siege of this moon-calf? can" & @CRLF & _
                "	he vent Trinculos?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	I took him to be killed with a thunder-stroke. But" & @CRLF & _
                "	art thou not drowned, Stephano? I hope now thou art" & @CRLF & _
                "	not drowned. Is the storm overblown? I hid me" & @CRLF & _
                "	under the dead moon-calf's gaberdine for fear of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the storm. And art thou living, Stephano? O" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stephano, two Neapolitans 'scaped!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Prithee, do not turn me about; my stomach is not constant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	[Aside]  These be fine things, an if they be" & @CRLF & _
                "	not sprites." & @CRLF & _
                "	That's a brave god and bears celestial liquor." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will kneel to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	How didst thou 'scape? How camest thou hither?" & @CRLF & _
                "	swear by this bottle how thou camest hither. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	escaped upon a butt of sack which the sailors" & @CRLF & _
                "	heaved o'erboard, by this bottle; which I made of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the bark of a tree with mine own hands since I was" & @CRLF & _
                "	cast ashore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	I'll swear upon that bottle to be thy true subject;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for the liquor is not earthly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Here; swear then how thou escapedst." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	Swum ashore. man, like a duck: I can swim like a" & @CRLF & _
                "	duck, I'll be sworn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Here, kiss the book. Though thou canst swim like a" & @CRLF & _
                "	duck, thou art made like a goose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	O Stephano. hast any more of this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	The whole butt, man: my cellar is in a rock by the" & @CRLF & _
                "	sea-side where my wine is hid. How now, moon-calf!" & @CRLF & _
                "	how does thine ague?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	Hast thou not dropp'd from heaven?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Out o' the moon, I do assure thee: I was the man i'" & @CRLF & _
                "	the moon when time was." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	I have seen thee in her and I do adore thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My mistress show'd me thee and thy dog and thy bush." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Come, swear to that; kiss the book: I will furnish" & @CRLF & _
                "	it anon with new contents swear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	By this good light, this is a very shallow monster!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I afeard of him! A very weak monster! The man i'" & @CRLF & _
                "	the moon! A most poor credulous monster! Well" & @CRLF & _
                "	drawn, monster, in good sooth!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	I'll show thee every fertile inch o' th' island;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will kiss thy foot: I prithee, be my god." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	By this light, a most perfidious and drunken" & @CRLF & _
                "	monster! when 's god's asleep, he'll rob his bottle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	I'll kiss thy foot; I'll swear myself thy subject." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Come on then; down, and swear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	I shall laugh myself to death at this puppy-headed" & @CRLF & _
                "	monster. A most scurvy monster! I could find in my" & @CRLF & _
                "	heart to beat him,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Come, kiss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	But that the poor monster's in drink: an abominable monster!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	I'll show thee the best springs; I'll pluck thee berries;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll fish for thee and get thee wood enough." & @CRLF & _
                "	A plague upon the tyrant that I serve!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll bear him no more sticks, but follow thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wondrous man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	A most ridiculous monster, to make a wonder of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor drunkard!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	I prithee, let me bring thee where crabs grow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I with my long nails will dig thee pignuts;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Show thee a jay's nest and instruct thee how" & @CRLF & _
                "	To snare the nimble marmoset; I'll bring thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	To clustering filberts and sometimes I'll get thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Young scamels from the rock. Wilt thou go with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	I prithee now, lead the way without any more" & @CRLF & _
                "	talking. Trinculo, the king and all our company" & @CRLF & _
                "	else being drowned, we will inherit here: here;" & @CRLF & _
                "	bear my bottle: fellow Trinculo, we'll fill him by" & @CRLF & _
                "	and by again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	[Sings drunkenly]" & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell master; farewell, farewell!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	A howling monster: a drunken monster!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	   No more dams I'll make for fish" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor fetch in firing" & @CRLF & _
                "	At requiring;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor scrape trencher, nor wash dish" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Ban, 'Ban, Cacaliban" & @CRLF & _
                "	Has a new master: get a new man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom! freedom," & @CRLF & _
                "	hey-day, freedom!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	O brave monster! Lead the way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TEMPEST" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Before PROSPERO'S Cell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FERDINAND, bearing a log]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	There be some sports are painful, and their labour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are nobly undergone and most poor matters" & @CRLF & _
                "	Point to rich ends. This my mean task" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would be as heavy to me as odious, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mistress which I serve quickens what's dead" & @CRLF & _
                "	And makes my labours pleasures: O, she is" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ten times more gentle than her father's crabbed," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he's composed of harshness. I must remove" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some thousands of these logs and pile them up," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a sore injunction: my sweet mistress" & @CRLF & _
                "	Weeps when she sees me work, and says, such baseness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had never like executor. I forget:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my labours," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most busy lest, when I do it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MIRANDA; and PROSPERO at a distance, unseen]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	Alas, now, pray you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Work not so hard: I would the lightning had" & @CRLF & _
                "	Burnt up those logs that you are enjoin'd to pile!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray, set it down and rest you: when this burns," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twill weep for having wearied you. My father" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is hard at study; pray now, rest yourself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He's safe for these three hours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	O most dear mistress," & @CRLF & _
                "	The sun will set before I shall discharge" & @CRLF & _
                "	What I must strive to do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	If you'll sit down," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll bear your logs the while: pray, give me that;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll carry it to the pile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	No, precious creature;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had rather crack my sinews, break my back," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than you should such dishonour undergo," & @CRLF & _
                "	While I sit lazy by." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	It would become me" & @CRLF & _
                "	As well as it does you: and I should do it" & @CRLF & _
                "	With much more ease; for my good will is to it," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yours it is against." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Poor worm, thou art infected!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This visitation shows it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	You look wearily." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	No, noble mistress;'tis fresh morning with me" & @CRLF & _
                "	When you are by at night. I do beseech you--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Chiefly that I might set it in my prayers--" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is your name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	                  Miranda.--O my father," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have broke your hest to say so!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Admired Miranda!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Indeed the top of admiration! worth" & @CRLF & _
                "	What's dearest to the world! Full many a lady" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have eyed with best regard and many a time" & @CRLF & _
                "	The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I liked several women; never any" & @CRLF & _
                "	With so fun soul, but some defect in her" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did quarrel with the noblest grace she owed" & @CRLF & _
                "	And put it to the foil: but you, O you," & @CRLF & _
                "	So perfect and so peerless, are created" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of every creature's best!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	I do not know" & @CRLF & _
                "	One of my sex; no woman's face remember," & @CRLF & _
                "	Save, from my glass, mine own; nor have I seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	More that I may call men than you, good friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	And my dear father: how features are abroad," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am skilless of; but, by my modesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	The jewel in my dower, I would not wish" & @CRLF & _
                "	Any companion in the world but you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor can imagination form a shape," & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides yourself, to like of. But I prattle" & @CRLF & _
                "	Something too wildly and my father's precepts" & @CRLF & _
                "	I therein do forget." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	I am in my condition" & @CRLF & _
                "	A prince, Miranda; I do think, a king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would, not so!--and would no more endure" & @CRLF & _
                "	This wooden slavery than to suffer" & @CRLF & _
                "	The flesh-fly blow my mouth. Hear my soul speak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very instant that I saw you, did" & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart fly to your service; there resides," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make me slave to it; and for your sake" & @CRLF & _
                "	Am I this patient log--man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	Do you love me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	O heaven, O earth, bear witness to this sound" & @CRLF & _
                "	And crown what I profess with kind event" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I speak true! if hollowly, invert" & @CRLF & _
                "	What best is boded me to mischief! I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beyond all limit of what else i' the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do love, prize, honour you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	I am a fool" & @CRLF & _
                "	To weep at what I am glad of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Fair encounter" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of two most rare affections! Heavens rain grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	On that which breeds between 'em!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Wherefore weep you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	At mine unworthiness that dare not offer" & @CRLF & _
                "	What I desire to give, and much less take" & @CRLF & _
                "	What I shall die to want. But this is trifling;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the more it seeks to hide itself," & @CRLF & _
                "	The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful cunning!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And prompt me, plain and holy innocence!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am your wife, it you will marry me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not, I'll die your maid: to be your fellow" & @CRLF & _
                "	You may deny me; but I'll be your servant," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether you will or no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	My mistress, dearest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I thus humble ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	My husband, then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Ay, with a heart as willing" & @CRLF & _
                "	As bondage e'er of freedom: here's my hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	And mine, with my heart in't; and now farewell" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till half an hour hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	A thousand thousand!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt FERDINAND and MIRANDA severally]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	So glad of this as they I cannot be," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who are surprised withal; but my rejoicing" & @CRLF & _
                "	At nothing can be more. I'll to my book," & @CRLF & _
                "	For yet ere supper-time must I perform" & @CRLF & _
                "	Much business appertaining." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TEMPEST" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Another part of the island." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Tell not me; when the butt is out, we will drink" & @CRLF & _
                "	water; not a drop before: therefore bear up, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	board 'em. Servant-monster, drink to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	Servant-monster! the folly of this island! They" & @CRLF & _
                "	say there's but five upon this isle: we are three" & @CRLF & _
                "	of them; if th' other two be brained like us, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	state totters." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Drink, servant-monster, when I bid thee: thy eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	are almost set in thy head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	Where should they be set else? he were a brave" & @CRLF & _
                "	monster indeed, if they were set in his tail." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	My man-monster hath drown'd his tongue in sack:" & @CRLF & _
                "	for my part, the sea cannot drown me; I swam, ere I" & @CRLF & _
                "	could recover the shore, five and thirty leagues off" & @CRLF & _
                "	and on. By this light, thou shalt be my lieutenant," & @CRLF & _
                "	monster, or my standard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	Your lieutenant, if you list; he's no standard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	We'll not run, Monsieur Monster." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	Nor go neither; but you'll lie like dogs and yet say" & @CRLF & _
                "	nothing neither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou beest a" & @CRLF & _
                "	good moon-calf." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	How does thy honour? Let me lick thy shoe." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll not serve him; he's not valiant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	Thou liest, most ignorant monster: I am in case to" & @CRLF & _
                "	justle a constable. Why, thou deboshed fish thou," & @CRLF & _
                "	was there ever man a coward that hath drunk so much" & @CRLF & _
                "	sack as I to-day? Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie," & @CRLF & _
                "	being but half a fish and half a monster?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	Lo, how he mocks me! wilt thou let him, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	'Lord' quoth he! That a monster should be such a natural!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	Lo, lo, again! bite him to death, I prithee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head: if you" & @CRLF & _
                "	prove a mutineer,--the next tree! The poor monster's" & @CRLF & _
                "	my subject and he shall not suffer indignity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleased to" & @CRLF & _
                "	hearken once again to the suit I made to thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Marry, will I	kneel and repeat it; I will stand," & @CRLF & _
                "	and so shall Trinculo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ARIEL, invisible]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	As I told thee before, I am subject to a tyrant, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	sorcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated me of the island." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	Thou liest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou: I would my" & @CRLF & _
                "	valiant master would destroy thee! I do not lie." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in's tale, by" & @CRLF & _
                "	this hand, I will supplant some of your teeth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	Why, I said nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Mum, then, and no more. Proceed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	I say, by sorcery he got this isle;" & @CRLF & _
                "	From me he got it. if thy greatness will" & @CRLF & _
                "	Revenge it on him,--for I know thou darest," & @CRLF & _
                "	But this thing dare not,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	That's most certain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	Thou shalt be lord of it and I'll serve thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	How now shall this be compassed?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Canst thou bring me to the party?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	Yea, yea, my lord: I'll yield him thee asleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where thou mayst knock a nail into his bead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	Thou liest; thou canst not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	What a pied ninny's this! Thou scurvy patch!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do beseech thy greatness, give him blows" & @CRLF & _
                "	And take his bottle from him: when that's gone" & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall drink nought but brine; for I'll not show him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where the quick freshes are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Trinculo, run into no further danger:" & @CRLF & _
                "	interrupt the monster one word further, and," & @CRLF & _
                "	by this hand, I'll turn my mercy out o' doors" & @CRLF & _
                "	and make a stock-fish of thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	Why, what did I? I did nothing. I'll go farther" & @CRLF & _
                "	off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Didst thou not say he lied?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	Thou liest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Do I so? take thou that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Beats TRINCULO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you like this, give me the lie another time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	I did not give the lie. Out o' your" & @CRLF & _
                "	wits and bearing too? A pox o' your bottle!" & @CRLF & _
                "	this can sack and drinking do. A murrain on" & @CRLF & _
                "	your monster, and the devil take your fingers!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	Ha, ha, ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Now, forward with your tale. Prithee, stand farther" & @CRLF & _
                "	off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	Beat him enough: after a little time" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll beat him too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	                  Stand farther. Come, proceed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him," & @CRLF & _
                "	I' th' afternoon to sleep: there thou mayst brain him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Having first seized his books, or with a log" & @CRLF & _
                "	Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or cut his wezand with thy knife. Remember" & @CRLF & _
                "	First to possess his books; for without them" & @CRLF & _
                "	He's but a sot, as I am, nor hath not" & @CRLF & _
                "	One spirit to command: they all do hate him" & @CRLF & _
                "	As rootedly as I. Burn but his books." & @CRLF & _
                "	He has brave utensils,--for so he calls them--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which when he has a house, he'll deck withal" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that most deeply to consider is" & @CRLF & _
                "	The beauty of his daughter; he himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Calls her a nonpareil: I never saw a woman," & @CRLF & _
                "	But only Sycorax my dam and she;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But she as far surpasseth Sycorax" & @CRLF & _
                "	As great'st does least." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Is it so brave a lass?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I warrant." & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring thee forth brave brood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Monster, I will kill this man: his daughter and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will be king and queen--save our graces!--and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Trinculo and thyself shall be viceroys. Dost thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	like the plot, Trinculo?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	Excellent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Give me thy hand: I am sorry I beat thee; but," & @CRLF & _
                "	while thou livest, keep a good tongue in thy head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	Within this half hour will he be asleep:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt thou destroy him then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Ay, on mine honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	This will I tell my master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	Thou makest me merry; I am full of pleasure:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us be jocund: will you troll the catch" & @CRLF & _
                "	You taught me but while-ere?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	At thy request, monster, I will do reason, any" & @CRLF & _
                "	reason. Come on, Trinculo, let us sing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Flout 'em and scout 'em" & @CRLF & _
                "	And scout 'em and flout 'em" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thought is free." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	That's not the tune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Ariel plays the tune on a tabour and pipe]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	What is this same?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	This is the tune of our catch, played by the picture" & @CRLF & _
                "	of Nobody." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	If thou beest a man, show thyself in thy likeness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	if thou beest a devil, take't as thou list." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	O, forgive me my sins!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	He that dies pays all debts: I defy thee. Mercy upon us!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	Art thou afeard?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	No, monster, not I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, if I then had waked after long sleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming," & @CRLF & _
                "	The clouds methought would open and show riches" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ready to drop upon me that, when I waked," & @CRLF & _
                "	I cried to dream again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	have my music for nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	When Prospero is destroyed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	That shall be by and by: I remember the story." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	The sound is going away; let's follow it, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	after do our work." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Lead, monster; we'll follow. I would I could see" & @CRLF & _
                "	this tabourer; he lays it on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	Wilt come? I'll follow, Stephano." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TEMPEST" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Another part of the island." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, GONZALO," & @CRLF & _
                "	ADRIAN, FRANCISCO, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	By'r lakin, I can go no further, sir;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My old bones ache: here's a maze trod indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Through forth-rights and meanders! By your patience," & @CRLF & _
                "	I needs must rest me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	Old lord, I cannot blame thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who am myself attach'd with weariness," & @CRLF & _
                "	To the dulling of my spirits: sit down, and rest." & @CRLF & _
                "	Even here I will put off my hope and keep it" & @CRLF & _
                "	No longer for my flatterer: he is drown'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom thus we stray to find, and the sea mocks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our frustrate search on land. Well, let him go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	[Aside to SEBASTIAN]  I am right glad that he's so" & @CRLF & _
                "	out of hope." & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you resolved to effect." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	[Aside to ANTONIO]  The next advantage" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will we take throughly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	[Aside to SEBASTIAN]  Let it be to-night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, now they are oppress'd with travel, they" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will not, nor cannot, use such vigilance" & @CRLF & _
                "	As when they are fresh." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	[Aside to ANTONIO]  I say, to-night: no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Solemn and strange music]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	What harmony is this? My good friends, hark!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	Marvellous sweet music!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PROSPERO above, invisible. Enter several" & @CRLF & _
                "	strange Shapes, bringing in a banquet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	they dance about it with gentle actions of" & @CRLF & _
                "	salutation; and, inviting the King, &c. to" & @CRLF & _
                "	eat, they depart]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	Give us kind keepers, heavens! What were these?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	A living drollery. Now I will believe" & @CRLF & _
                "	That there are unicorns, that in Arabia" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is one tree, the phoenix' throne, one phoenix" & @CRLF & _
                "	At this hour reigning there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	I'll believe both;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what does else want credit, come to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I'll be sworn 'tis true: travellers ne'er did" & @CRLF & _
                "	lie," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though fools at home condemn 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	If in Naples" & @CRLF & _
                "	I should report this now, would they believe me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I should say, I saw such islanders--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, certes, these are people of the island--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet, note," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their manners are more gentle-kind than of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our human generation you shall find" & @CRLF & _
                "	Many, nay, almost any." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	[Aside]              Honest lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast said well; for some of you there present" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are worse than devils." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	I cannot too much muse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such shapes, such gesture and such sound, expressing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although they want the use of tongue, a kind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of excellent dumb discourse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	[Aside]	Praise in departing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FRANCISCO	They vanish'd strangely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	No matter, since" & @CRLF & _
                "	They have left their viands behind; for we have stomachs." & @CRLF & _
                "	Will't please you taste of what is here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	Not I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	Faith, sir, you need not fear. When we were boys," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who would believe that there were mountaineers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging at 'em" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now we find" & @CRLF & _
                "	Each putter-out of five for one will bring us" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good warrant of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	                  I will stand to and feed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although my last: no matter, since I feel" & @CRLF & _
                "	The best is past. Brother, my lord the duke," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand to and do as we." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Thunder and lightning. Enter ARIEL, like a" & @CRLF & _
                "	harpy; claps his wings upon the table; and," & @CRLF & _
                "	with a quaint device, the banquet vanishes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	You are three men of sin, whom Destiny," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath to instrument this lower world" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what is in't, the never-surfeited sea" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath caused to belch up you; and on this island" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where man doth not inhabit; you 'mongst men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Being most unfit to live. I have made you mad;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And even with such-like valour men hang and drown" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their proper selves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[ALONSO, SEBASTIAN &c. draw their swords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		You fools! I and my fellows" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are ministers of Fate: the elements," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as well" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wound the loud winds, or with bemock'd-at stabs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Kill the still-closing waters, as diminish" & @CRLF & _
                "	One dowle that's in my plume: my fellow-ministers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are like invulnerable. If you could hurt," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your swords are now too massy for your strengths" & @CRLF & _
                "	And will not be uplifted. But remember--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For that's my business to you--that you three" & @CRLF & _
                "	From Milan did supplant good Prospero;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Exposed unto the sea, which hath requit it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Him and his innocent child: for which foul deed" & @CRLF & _
                "	The powers, delaying, not forgetting, have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Incensed the seas and shores, yea, all the creatures," & @CRLF & _
                "	Against your peace. Thee of thy son, Alonso," & @CRLF & _
                "	They have bereft; and do pronounce by me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lingering perdition, worse than any death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can be at once, shall step by step attend" & @CRLF & _
                "	You and your ways; whose wraths to guard you from--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which here, in this most desolate isle, else falls" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon your heads--is nothing but heart-sorrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	And a clear life ensuing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He vanishes in thunder; then, to soft music" & @CRLF & _
                "	enter the Shapes again, and dance, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	mocks and mows, and carrying out the table]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Bravely the figure of this harpy hast thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perform'd, my Ariel; a grace it had, devouring:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my instruction hast thou nothing bated" & @CRLF & _
                "	In what thou hadst to say: so, with good life" & @CRLF & _
                "	And observation strange, my meaner ministers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their several kinds have done. My high charms work" & @CRLF & _
                "	And these mine enemies are all knit up" & @CRLF & _
                "	In their distractions; they now are in my power;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in these fits I leave them, while I visit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Young Ferdinand, whom they suppose is drown'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And his and mine loved darling." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit above]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	I' the name of something holy, sir, why stand you" & @CRLF & _
                "	In this strange stare?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	O, it is monstrous, monstrous:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methought the billows spoke and told me of it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The winds did sing it to me, and the thunder," & @CRLF & _
                "	That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounced" & @CRLF & _
                "	The name of Prosper: it did bass my trespass." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore my son i' the ooze is bedded, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with him there lie mudded." & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	But one fiend at a time," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll fight their legions o'er." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	I'll be thy second." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt SEBASTIAN, and ANTONIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	All three of them are desperate: their great guilt," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like poison given to work a great time after," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now 'gins to bite the spirits. I do beseech you" & @CRLF & _
                "	That are of suppler joints, follow them swiftly" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hinder them from what this ecstasy" & @CRLF & _
                "	May now provoke them to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ADRIAN	Follow, I pray you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TEMPEST" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Before PROSPERO'S cell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PROSPERO, FERDINAND, and MIRANDA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	If I have too austerely punish'd you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your compensation makes amends, for I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have given you here a third of mine own life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or that for which I live; who once again" & @CRLF & _
                "	I tender to thy hand: all thy vexations" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were but my trials of thy love and thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast strangely stood the test here, afore Heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	I ratify this my rich gift. O Ferdinand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not smile at me that I boast her off," & @CRLF & _
                "	For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make it halt behind her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	I do believe it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against an oracle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Then, as my gift and thine own acquisition" & @CRLF & _
                "	Worthily purchased take my daughter: but" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou dost break her virgin-knot before" & @CRLF & _
                "	All sanctimonious ceremonies may" & @CRLF & _
                "	With full and holy rite be minister'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	No sweet aspersion shall the heavens let fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make this contract grow: but barren hate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sour-eyed disdain and discord shall bestrew" & @CRLF & _
                "	The union of your bed with weeds so loathly" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you shall hate it both: therefore take heed," & @CRLF & _
                "	As Hymen's lamps shall light you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	As I hope" & @CRLF & _
                "	For quiet days, fair issue and long life," & @CRLF & _
                "	With such love as 'tis now, the murkiest den," & @CRLF & _
                "	The most opportune place, the strong'st suggestion." & @CRLF & _
                "	Our worser genius can, shall never melt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine honour into lust, to take away" & @CRLF & _
                "	The edge of that day's celebration" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I shall think: or Phoebus' steeds are founder'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or Night kept chain'd below." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Fairly spoke." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sit then and talk with her; she is thine own." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, Ariel! my industrious servant, Ariel!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ARIEL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	What would my potent master? here I am." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Thou and thy meaner fellows your last service" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did worthily perform; and I must use you" & @CRLF & _
                "	In such another trick. Go bring the rabble," & @CRLF & _
                "	O'er whom I give thee power, here to this place:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Incite them to quick motion; for I must" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bestow upon the eyes of this young couple" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some vanity of mine art: it is my promise," & @CRLF & _
                "	And they expect it from me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	Presently?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Ay, with a twink." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	   Before you can say 'come' and 'go,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And breathe twice and cry 'so, so,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Each one, tripping on his toe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will be here with mop and mow." & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you love me, master? no?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Dearly my delicate Ariel. Do not approach" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till thou dost hear me call." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	Well, I conceive." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Look thou be true; do not give dalliance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too much the rein: the strongest oaths are straw" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the fire i' the blood: be more abstemious," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else, good night your vow!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	I warrant you sir;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The white cold virgin snow upon my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Abates the ardour of my liver." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Well." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now come, my Ariel! bring a corollary," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rather than want a spirit: appear and pertly!" & @CRLF & _
                "	No tongue! all eyes! be silent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Soft music]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter IRIS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IRIS	Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leas" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of wheat, rye, barley, vetches, oats and pease;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy turfy mountains, where live nibbling sheep," & @CRLF & _
                "	And flat meads thatch'd with stover, them to keep;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy banks with pioned and twilled brims," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which spongy April at thy hest betrims," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make cold nymphs chaste crowns; and thy broom -groves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose shadow the dismissed bachelor loves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being lass-lorn: thy pole-clipt vineyard;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thy sea-marge, sterile and rocky-hard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where thou thyself dost air;--the queen o' the sky," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose watery arch and messenger am I," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bids thee leave these, and with her sovereign grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here on this grass-plot, in this very place," & @CRLF & _
                "	To come and sport: her peacocks fly amain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Approach, rich Ceres, her to entertain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CERES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERES	Hail, many-colour'd messenger, that ne'er" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who with thy saffron wings upon my flowers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Diffusest honey-drops, refreshing showers," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with each end of thy blue bow dost crown" & @CRLF & _
                "	My bosky acres and my unshrubb'd down," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rich scarf to my proud earth; why hath thy queen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Summon'd me hither, to this short-grass'd green?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IRIS	A contract of true love to celebrate;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And some donation freely to estate" & @CRLF & _
                "	On the blest lovers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERES	Tell me, heavenly bow," & @CRLF & _
                "	If Venus or her son, as thou dost know," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do now attend the queen? Since they did plot" & @CRLF & _
                "	The means that dusky Dis my daughter got," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her and her blind boy's scandal'd company" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have forsworn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IRIS	                  Of her society" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not afraid: I met her deity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cutting the clouds towards Paphos and her son" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dove-drawn with her. Here thought they to have done" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some wanton charm upon this man and maid," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose vows are, that no bed-right shall be paid" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till Hymen's torch be lighted: but vain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mars's hot minion is returned again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her waspish-headed son has broke his arrows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Swears he will shoot no more but play with sparrows" & @CRLF & _
                "	And be a boy right out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERES	High'st queen of state," & @CRLF & _
                "	Great Juno, comes; I know her by her gait." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JUNO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JUNO	How does my bounteous sister? Go with me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bless this twain, that they may prosperous be" & @CRLF & _
                "	And honour'd in their issue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They sing:]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JUNO	   Honour, riches, marriage-blessing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Long continuance, and increasing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hourly joys be still upon you!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Juno sings her blessings upon you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CERES	   Earth's increase, foison plenty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Barns and garners never empty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Vines and clustering bunches growing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Plants with goodly burthen bowing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Spring come to you at the farthest" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the very end of harvest!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Scarcity and want shall shun you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ceres' blessing so is on you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	This is a most majestic vision, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Harmoniously charmingly. May I be bold" & @CRLF & _
                "	To think these spirits?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Spirits, which by mine art" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have from their confines call'd to enact" & @CRLF & _
                "	My present fancies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Let me live here ever;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So rare a wonder'd father and a wife" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes this place Paradise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Juno and Ceres whisper, and send Iris on" & @CRLF & _
                "	employment]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Sweet, now, silence!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Juno and Ceres whisper seriously;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's something else to do: hush, and be mute," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else our spell is marr'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IRIS	You nymphs, call'd Naiads, of the windring brooks," & @CRLF & _
                "	With your sedged crowns and ever-harmless looks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Leave your crisp channels and on this green land" & @CRLF & _
                "	Answer your summons; Juno does command:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, temperate nymphs, and help to celebrate" & @CRLF & _
                "	A contract of true love; be not too late." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter certain Nymphs]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You sunburnt sicklemen, of August weary," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come hither from the furrow and be merry:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make holiday; your rye-straw hats put on" & @CRLF & _
                "	And these fresh nymphs encounter every one" & @CRLF & _
                "	In country footing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter certain Reapers, properly habited: they" & @CRLF & _
                "	join with the Nymphs in a graceful dance;" & @CRLF & _
                "	towards the end whereof PROSPERO starts" & @CRLF & _
                "	suddenly, and speaks; after which, to a" & @CRLF & _
                "	strange, hollow, and confused noise, they" & @CRLF & _
                "	heavily vanish]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	[Aside]  I had forgot that foul conspiracy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the beast Caliban and his confederates" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against my life: the minute of their plot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is almost come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To the Spirits]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well done! avoid; no more!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	This is strange: your father's in some passion" & @CRLF & _
                "	That works him strongly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	Never till this day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Saw I him touch'd with anger so distemper'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	You do look, my son, in a moved sort," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if you were dismay'd: be cheerful, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "	Our revels now are ended. These our actors," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I foretold you, were all spirits and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are melted into air, into thin air:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, like the baseless fabric of this vision," & @CRLF & _
                "	The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces," & @CRLF & _
                "	The solemn temples, the great globe itself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ye all which it inherit, shall dissolve" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, like this insubstantial pageant faded," & @CRLF & _
                "	Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff" & @CRLF & _
                "	As dreams are made on, and our little life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is rounded with a sleep. Sir, I am vex'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bear with my weakness; my, brain is troubled:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not disturb'd with my infirmity:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you be pleased, retire into my cell" & @CRLF & _
                "	And there repose: a turn or two I'll walk," & @CRLF & _
                "	To still my beating mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  We wish your peace." & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Come with a thought I thank thee, Ariel: come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ARIEL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	Thy thoughts I cleave to. What's thy pleasure?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	We must prepare to meet with Caliban." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	Ay, my commander: when I presented Ceres," & @CRLF & _
                "	I thought to have told thee of it, but I fear'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest I might anger thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Say again, where didst thou leave these varlets?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	I told you, sir, they were red-hot with drinking;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So fun of valour that they smote the air" & @CRLF & _
                "	For breathing in their faces; beat the ground" & @CRLF & _
                "	For kissing of their feet; yet always bending" & @CRLF & _
                "	Towards their project. Then I beat my tabour;" & @CRLF & _
                "	At which, like unback'd colts, they prick'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	their ears," & @CRLF & _
                "	Advanced their eyelids, lifted up their noses" & @CRLF & _
                "	As they smelt music: so I charm'd their ears" & @CRLF & _
                "	That calf-like they my lowing follow'd through" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tooth'd briers, sharp furzes, pricking goss and thorns," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which entered their frail shins: at last I left them" & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the filthy-mantled pool beyond your cell," & @CRLF & _
                "	There dancing up to the chins, that the foul lake" & @CRLF & _
                "	O'erstunk their feet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	This was well done, my bird." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy shape invisible retain thou still:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The trumpery in my house, go bring it hither," & @CRLF & _
                "	For stale to catch these thieves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	I go, I go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	A devil, a born devil, on whose nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nurture can never stick; on whom my pains," & @CRLF & _
                "	Humanely taken, all, all lost, quite lost;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And as with age his body uglier grows," & @CRLF & _
                "	So his mind cankers. I will plague them all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to roaring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter ARIEL, loaden with glistering apparel, &c]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, hang them on this line." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[PROSPERO and ARIEL remain invisible. Enter" & @CRLF & _
                "	CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO, all wet]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	Pray you, tread softly, that the blind mole may not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear a foot fall: we now are near his cell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Monster, your fairy, which you say is" & @CRLF & _
                "	a harmless fairy, has done little better than" & @CRLF & _
                "	played the Jack with us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	Monster, I do smell all horse-piss; at" & @CRLF & _
                "	which my nose is in great indignation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	So is mine. Do you hear, monster? If I should take" & @CRLF & _
                "	a displeasure against you, look you,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	Thou wert but a lost monster." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	Good my lord, give me thy favour still." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be patient, for the prize I'll bring thee to" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall hoodwink this mischance: therefore speak softly." & @CRLF & _
                "	All's hush'd as midnight yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	There is not only disgrace and dishonour in that," & @CRLF & _
                "	monster, but an infinite loss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	That's more to me than my wetting: yet this is your" & @CRLF & _
                "	harmless fairy, monster." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	I will fetch off my bottle, though I be o'er ears" & @CRLF & _
                "	for my labour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	Prithee, my king, be quiet. Seest thou here," & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the mouth o' the cell: no noise, and enter." & @CRLF & _
                "	Do that good mischief which may make this island" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban," & @CRLF & _
                "	For aye thy foot-licker." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Give me thy hand. I do begin to have bloody thoughts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	O king Stephano! O peer! O worthy Stephano! look" & @CRLF & _
                "	what a wardrobe here is for thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	Let it alone, thou fool; it is but trash." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	O, ho, monster! we know what belongs to a frippery." & @CRLF & _
                "	O king Stephano!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Put off that gown, Trinculo; by this hand, I'll have" & @CRLF & _
                "	that gown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	Thy grace shall have it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	The dropsy drown this fool I what do you mean" & @CRLF & _
                "	To dote thus on such luggage? Let's alone" & @CRLF & _
                "	And do the murder first: if he awake," & @CRLF & _
                "	From toe to crown he'll fill our skins with pinches," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make us strange stuff." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Be you quiet, monster. Mistress line," & @CRLF & _
                "	is not this my jerkin? Now is the jerkin under" & @CRLF & _
                "	the line: now, jerkin, you are like to lose your" & @CRLF & _
                "	hair and prove a bald jerkin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	Do, do: we steal by line and level, an't like your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	I thank thee for that jest; here's a garment for't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	wit shall not go unrewarded while I am king of this" & @CRLF & _
                "	country. 'Steal by line and level' is an excellent" & @CRLF & _
                "	pass of pate; there's another garment for't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	Monster, come, put some lime upon your fingers, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	away with the rest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	I will have none on't: we shall lose our time," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all be turn'd to barnacles, or to apes" & @CRLF & _
                "	With foreheads villanous low." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Monster, lay-to your fingers: help to bear this" & @CRLF & _
                "	away where my hogshead of wine is, or I'll turn you" & @CRLF & _
                "	out of my kingdom: go to, carry this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	And this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Ay, and this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A noise of hunters heard. Enter divers Spirits," & @CRLF & _
                "	in shape of dogs and hounds, and hunt them about," & @CRLF & _
                "	PROSPERO and ARIEL setting them on]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Hey, Mountain, hey!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	Silver I there it goes, Silver!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Fury, Fury! there, Tyrant, there! hark! hark!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO, are" & @CRLF & _
                "	driven out]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go charge my goblins that they grind their joints" & @CRLF & _
                "	With dry convulsions, shorten up their sinews" & @CRLF & _
                "	With aged cramps, and more pinch-spotted make them" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than pard or cat o' mountain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	Hark, they roar!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Let them be hunted soundly. At this hour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lie at my mercy all mine enemies:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shortly shall all my labours end, and thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shalt have the air at freedom: for a little" & @CRLF & _
                "	Follow, and do me service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TEMPEST" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Before PROSPERO'S cell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PROSPERO in his magic robes, and ARIEL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Now does my project gather to a head:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My charms crack not; my spirits obey; and time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Goes upright with his carriage. How's the day?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	On the sixth hour; at which time, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	You said our work should cease." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	I did say so," & @CRLF & _
                "	When first I raised the tempest. Say, my spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	How fares the king and's followers?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	Confined together" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the same fashion as you gave in charge," & @CRLF & _
                "	Just as you left them; all prisoners, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	In the line-grove which weather-fends your cell;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They cannot budge till your release. The king," & @CRLF & _
                "	His brother and yours, abide all three distracted" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the remainder mourning over them," & @CRLF & _
                "	Brimful of sorrow and dismay; but chiefly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Him that you term'd, sir, 'The good old lord Gonzalo;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	His tears run down his beard, like winter's drops" & @CRLF & _
                "	From eaves of reeds. Your charm so strongly works 'em" & @CRLF & _
                "	That if you now beheld them, your affections" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would become tender." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Dost thou think so, spirit?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	Mine would, sir, were I human." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	And mine shall." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of their afflictions, and shall not myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	One of their kind, that relish all as sharply," & @CRLF & _
                "	Passion as they, be kindlier moved than thou art?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet with my nobler reason 'gaitist my fury" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do I take part: the rarer action is" & @CRLF & _
                "	In virtue than in vengeance: they being penitent," & @CRLF & _
                "	The sole drift of my purpose doth extend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not a frown further. Go release them, Ariel:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore," & @CRLF & _
                "	And they shall be themselves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	I'll fetch them, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ye that on the sands with printless foot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him" & @CRLF & _
                "	When he comes back; you demi-puppets that" & @CRLF & _
                "	By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereof the ewe not bites, and you whose pastime" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid," & @CRLF & _
                "	Weak masters though ye be, I have bedimm'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds," & @CRLF & _
                "	And 'twixt the green sea and the azured vault" & @CRLF & _
                "	Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak" & @CRLF & _
                "	With his own bolt; the strong-based promontory" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck'd up" & @CRLF & _
                "	The pine and cedar: graves at my command" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let 'em forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	By my so potent art. But this rough magic" & @CRLF & _
                "	I here abjure, and, when I have required" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some heavenly music, which even now I do," & @CRLF & _
                "	To work mine end upon their senses that" & @CRLF & _
                "	This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bury it certain fathoms in the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And deeper than did ever plummet sound" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll drown my book." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Solemn music]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter ARIEL before: then ALONSO, with a" & @CRLF & _
                "	frantic gesture, attended by GONZALO;" & @CRLF & _
                "	SEBASTIAN and ANTONIO in like manner," & @CRLF & _
                "	attended by ADRIAN and FRANCISCO   they all" & @CRLF & _
                "	enter the circle which PROSPERO had made," & @CRLF & _
                "	and there stand charmed; which PROSPERO" & @CRLF & _
                "	observing, speaks:]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A solemn air and the best comforter" & @CRLF & _
                "	To an unsettled fancy cure thy brains," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now useless, boil'd within thy skull! There stand," & @CRLF & _
                "	For you are spell-stopp'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Holy Gonzalo, honourable man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine eyes, even sociable to the show of thine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fall fellowly drops. The charm dissolves apace," & @CRLF & _
                "	And as the morning steals upon the night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Melting the darkness, so their rising senses" & @CRLF & _
                "	Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their clearer reason. O good Gonzalo," & @CRLF & _
                "	My true preserver, and a loyal sir" & @CRLF & _
                "	To him you follow'st! I will pay thy graces" & @CRLF & _
                "	Home both in word and deed. Most cruelly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Didst thou, Alonso, use me and my daughter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy brother was a furtherer in the act." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art pinch'd fort now, Sebastian. Flesh and blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	You, brother mine, that entertain'd ambition," & @CRLF & _
                "	Expell'd remorse and nature; who, with Sebastian," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose inward pinches therefore are most strong," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would here have kill'd your king; I do forgive thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unnatural though thou art. Their understanding" & @CRLF & _
                "	Begins to swell, and the approaching tide" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will shortly fill the reasonable shore" & @CRLF & _
                "	That now lies foul and muddy. Not one of them" & @CRLF & _
                "	That yet looks on me, or would know me Ariel," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fetch me the hat and rapier in my cell:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will discase me, and myself present" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I was sometime Milan: quickly, spirit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt ere long be free." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[ARIEL sings and helps to attire him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where the bee sucks. there suck I:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In a cowslip's bell I lie;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There I couch when owls do cry." & @CRLF & _
                "	On the bat's back I do fly" & @CRLF & _
                "	After summer merrily." & @CRLF & _
                "	Merrily, merrily shall I live now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the blossom that hangs on the bough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Why, that's my dainty Ariel! I shall miss thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet thou shalt have freedom: so, so, so." & @CRLF & _
                "	To the king's ship, invisible as thou art:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There shalt thou find the mariners asleep" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the hatches; the master and the boatswain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Being awake, enforce them to this place," & @CRLF & _
                "	And presently, I prithee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	I drink the air before me, and return" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or ere your pulse twice beat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	All torment, trouble, wonder and amazement" & @CRLF & _
                "	Inhabits here: some heavenly power guide us" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of this fearful country!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Behold, sir king," & @CRLF & _
                "	The wronged Duke of Milan, Prospero:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For more assurance that a living prince" & @CRLF & _
                "	Does now speak to thee, I embrace thy body;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to thee and thy company I bid" & @CRLF & _
                "	A hearty welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	                  Whether thou best he or no," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or some enchanted trifle to abuse me," & @CRLF & _
                "	As late I have been, I not know: thy pulse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beats as of flesh and blood; and, since I saw thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	The affliction of my mind amends, with which," & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear, a madness held me: this must crave," & @CRLF & _
                "	An if this be at all, a most strange story." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy dukedom I resign and do entreat" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou pardon me my wrongs. But how should Prospero" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be living and be here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	First, noble friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me embrace thine age, whose honour cannot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be measured or confined." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	Whether this be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or be not, I'll not swear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	You do yet taste" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some subtilties o' the isle, that will not let you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Believe things certain. Welcome, my friends all!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside to SEBASTIAN and ANTONIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	But you, my brace of lords, were I so minded," & @CRLF & _
                "	I here could pluck his highness' frown upon you" & @CRLF & _
                "	And justify you traitors: at this time" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will tell no tales." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	[Aside]  The devil speaks in him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	No." & @CRLF & _
                "	For you, most wicked sir, whom to call brother" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would even infect my mouth, I do forgive" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy rankest fault; all of them; and require" & @CRLF & _
                "	My dukedom of thee, which perforce, I know," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou must restore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	                  If thou be'st Prospero," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give us particulars of thy preservation;" & @CRLF & _
                "	How thou hast met us here, who three hours since" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were wreck'd upon this shore; where I have lost--" & @CRLF & _
                "	How sharp the point of this remembrance is!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	My dear son Ferdinand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	I am woe for't, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	Irreparable is the loss, and patience" & @CRLF & _
                "	Says it is past her cure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	I rather think" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have not sought her help, of whose soft grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the like loss I have her sovereign aid" & @CRLF & _
                "	And rest myself content." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	You the like loss!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	As great to me as late; and, supportable" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make the dear loss, have I means much weaker" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than you may call to comfort you, for I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have lost my daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	A daughter?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O heavens, that they were living both in Naples," & @CRLF & _
                "	The king and queen there! that they were, I wish" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself were mudded in that oozy bed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where my son lies. When did you lose your daughter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	In this last tempest. I perceive these lords" & @CRLF & _
                "	At this encounter do so much admire" & @CRLF & _
                "	That they devour their reason and scarce think" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their eyes do offices of truth, their words" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are natural breath: but, howsoe'er you have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Been justled from your senses, know for certain" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I am Prospero and that very duke" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which was thrust forth of Milan, who most strangely" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon this shore, where you were wreck'd, was landed," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be the lord on't. No more yet of this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'tis a chronicle of day by day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not a relation for a breakfast nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Befitting this first meeting. Welcome, sir;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This cell's my court: here have I few attendants" & @CRLF & _
                "	And subjects none abroad: pray you, look in." & @CRLF & _
                "	My dukedom since you have given me again," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will requite you with as good a thing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	At least bring forth a wonder, to content ye" & @CRLF & _
                "	As much as me my dukedom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Here PROSPERO discovers FERDINAND and MIRANDA" & @CRLF & _
                "	playing at chess]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	Sweet lord, you play me false." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	No, my dear'st love," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not for the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	Yes, for a score of kingdoms you should wrangle," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I would call it, fair play." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	If this prove" & @CRLF & _
                "	A vision of the Island, one dear son" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I twice lose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	A most high miracle!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Though the seas threaten, they are merciful;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have cursed them without cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kneels]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	Now all the blessings" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of a glad father compass thee about!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Arise, and say how thou camest here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MIRANDA	O, wonder!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How many goodly creatures are there here!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world," & @CRLF & _
                "	That has such people in't!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	'Tis new to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	What is this maid with whom thou wast at play?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be three hours:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is she the goddess that hath sever'd us," & @CRLF & _
                "	And brought us thus together?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FERDINAND	Sir, she is mortal;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But by immortal Providence she's mine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I chose her when I could not ask my father" & @CRLF & _
                "	For his advice, nor thought I had one. She" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is daughter to this famous Duke of Milan," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of whom so often I have heard renown," & @CRLF & _
                "	But never saw before; of whom I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Received a second life; and second father" & @CRLF & _
                "	This lady makes him to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	I am hers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, O, how oddly will it sound that I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must ask my child forgiveness!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	There, sir, stop:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us not burthen our remembrance with" & @CRLF & _
                "	A heaviness that's gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	I have inly wept," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or should have spoke ere this. Look down, you god," & @CRLF & _
                "	And on this couple drop a blessed crown!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For it is you that have chalk'd forth the way" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which brought us hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	I say, Amen, Gonzalo!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	Was Milan thrust from Milan, that his issue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should become kings of Naples? O, rejoice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beyond a common joy, and set it down" & @CRLF & _
                "	With gold on lasting pillars: In one voyage" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did Claribel her husband find at Tunis," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where he himself was lost, Prospero his dukedom" & @CRLF & _
                "	In a poor isle and all of us ourselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	When no man was his own." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	[To FERDINAND and MIRANDA]  Give me your hands:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	That doth not wish you joy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "GONZALO	Be it so! Amen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter ARIEL, with the Master and Boatswain" & @CRLF & _
                "	amazedly following]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, look, sir, look, sir! here is more of us:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I prophesied, if a gallows were on land," & @CRLF & _
                "	This fellow could not drown. Now, blasphemy," & @CRLF & _
                "	That swear'st grace o'erboard, not an oath on shore?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast thou no mouth by land? What is the news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boatswain	The best news is, that we have safely found" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our king and company; the next, our ship--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, but three glasses since, we gave out split--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is tight and yare and bravely rigg'd as when" & @CRLF & _
                "	We first put out to sea." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	[Aside to PROSPERO]  Sir, all this service" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I done since I went." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	[Aside to ARIEL]  My tricksy spirit!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	These are not natural events; they strengthen" & @CRLF & _
                "	From strange to stranger. Say, how came you hither?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boatswain	If I did think, sir, I were well awake," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'ld strive to tell you. We were dead of sleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	And--how we know not--all clapp'd under hatches;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where but even now with strange and several noises" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of roaring, shrieking, howling, jingling chains," & @CRLF & _
                "	And more diversity of sounds, all horrible," & @CRLF & _
                "	We were awaked; straightway, at liberty;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where we, in all her trim, freshly beheld" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our royal, good and gallant ship, our master" & @CRLF & _
                "	Capering to eye her: on a trice, so please you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in a dream, were we divided from them" & @CRLF & _
                "	And were brought moping hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARIEL	[Aside to PROSPERO]          Was't well done?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	[Aside to ARIEL]  Bravely, my diligence. Thou shalt be free." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	This is as strange a maze as e'er men trod" & @CRLF & _
                "	And there is in this business more than nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was ever conduct of: some oracle" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must rectify our knowledge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Sir, my liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not infest your mind with beating on" & @CRLF & _
                "	The strangeness of this business; at pick'd leisure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which shall be shortly, single I'll resolve you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which to you shall seem probable, of every" & @CRLF & _
                "	These happen'd accidents; till when, be cheerful" & @CRLF & _
                "	And think of each thing well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside to ARIEL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		        Come hither, spirit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Set Caliban and his companions free;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Untie the spell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit ARIEL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How fares my gracious sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "	There are yet missing of your company" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some few odd lads that you remember not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter ARIEL, driving in CALIBAN, STEPHANO" & @CRLF & _
                "	and TRINCULO, in their stolen apparel]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	Every man shift for all the rest, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	let no man take care for himself; for all is" & @CRLF & _
                "	but fortune. Coragio, bully-monster, coragio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	If these be true spies which I wear in my head," & @CRLF & _
                "	here's a goodly sight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	O Setebos, these be brave spirits indeed!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How fine my master is! I am afraid" & @CRLF & _
                "	He will chastise me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Ha, ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What things are these, my lord Antonio?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will money buy 'em?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Very like; one of them" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Mark but the badges of these men, my lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then say if they be true. This mis-shapen knave," & @CRLF & _
                "	His mother was a witch, and one so strong" & @CRLF & _
                "	That could control the moon, make flows and ebbs," & @CRLF & _
                "	And deal in her command without her power." & @CRLF & _
                "	These three have robb'd me; and this demi-devil--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he's a bastard one--had plotted with them" & @CRLF & _
                "	To take my life. Two of these fellows you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must know and own; this thing of darkness!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Acknowledge mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	                  I shall be pinch'd to death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	He is drunk now: where had he wine?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	And Trinculo is reeling ripe: where should they" & @CRLF & _
                "	Find this grand liquor that hath gilded 'em?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How camest thou in this pickle?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TRINCULO	I have been in such a pickle since I" & @CRLF & _
                "	saw you last that, I fear me, will never out of" & @CRLF & _
                "	my bones: I shall not fear fly-blowing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Why, how now, Stephano!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	O, touch me not; I am not Stephano, but a cramp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	You'ld be king o' the isle, sirrah?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "STEPHANO	I should have been a sore one then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	This is a strange thing as e'er I look'd on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Pointing to Caliban]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	He is as disproportion'd in his manners" & @CRLF & _
                "	As in his shape. Go, sirrah, to my cell;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take with you your companions; as you look" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have my pardon, trim it handsomely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALIBAN	Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise hereafter" & @CRLF & _
                "	And seek for grace. What a thrice-double ass" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was I, to take this drunkard for a god" & @CRLF & _
                "	And worship this dull fool!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Go to; away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	Hence, and bestow your luggage where you found it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Or stole it, rather." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	Sir, I invite your highness and your train" & @CRLF & _
                "	To my poor cell, where you shall take your rest" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this one night; which, part of it, I'll waste" & @CRLF & _
                "	With such discourse as, I not doubt, shall make it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go quick away; the story of my life" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the particular accidents gone by" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since I came to this isle: and in the morn" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll bring you to your ship and so to Naples," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where I have hope to see the nuptial" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of these our dear-beloved solemnized;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thence retire me to my Milan, where" & @CRLF & _
                "	Every third thought shall be my grave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALONSO	I long" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear the story of your life, which must" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take the ear strangely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROSPERO	I'll deliver all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And promise you calm seas, auspicious gales" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sail so expeditious that shall catch" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your royal fleet far off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside to ARIEL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		    My Ariel, chick," & @CRLF & _
                "	That is thy charge: then to the elements" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be free, and fare thou well! Please you, draw near." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TEMPEST" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	EPILOGUE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	SPOKEN BY PROSPERO" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now my charms are all o'erthrown," & @CRLF & _
                "	And what strength I have's mine own," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is most faint: now, 'tis true," & @CRLF & _
                "	I must be here confined by you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or sent to Naples. Let me not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since I have my dukedom got" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pardon'd the deceiver, dwell" & @CRLF & _
                "	In this bare island by your spell;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But release me from my bands" & @CRLF & _
                "	With the help of your good hands:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gentle breath of yours my sails" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must fill, or else my project fails," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which was to please. Now I want" & @CRLF & _
                "	Spirits to enforce, art to enchant," & @CRLF & _
                "	And my ending is despair," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless I be relieved by prayer," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which pierces so that it assaults" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mercy itself and frees all faults." & @CRLF & _
                "	As you from crimes would pardon'd be," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let your indulgence set me free." & @CRLF & _
                "	TIMON OF ATHENS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	of Athens." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCULLUS	|  flattering lords." & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "SEMPRONIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VENTIDIUS	one of Timon's false friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	an Athenian captain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	a churlish philosopher." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	steward to Timon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poet, Painter, Jeweller, and Merchant. (Poet:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Painter:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Jeweller:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Merchant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	An old Athenian. (Old Athenian:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAMINIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS	|  servants to Timon." & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "SERVILIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPHIS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILOTUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  servants to Timon's creditors." & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "And others	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Page. (Page:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Fool. (Fool:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Three Strangers." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Stranger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Stranger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Stranger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHRYNIA	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  mistresses to Alcibiades." & @CRLF & _
                "TIMANDRA	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cupid and Amazons in the mask. (Cupid:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Other Lords, Senators, Officers, Soldiers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Banditti, and Attendants." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Fourth Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Senator:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Senator:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Senator:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Senator:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Soldier:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Bandit:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Bandit:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Bandit:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Varro's First Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Varro's Second Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Lucilius' Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Athens, and the neighbouring woods." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TIMON OF ATHENS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Athens. A hall in Timon's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Poet, Painter, Jeweller, Merchant, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	others, at several doors]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	Good day, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	                  I am glad you're well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	I have not seen you long: how goes the world?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	It wears, sir, as it grows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	Ay, that's well known:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But what particular rarity? what strange," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which manifold record not matches? See," & @CRLF & _
                "	Magic of bounty! all these spirits thy power" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath conjured to attend. I know the merchant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	I know them both; th' other's a jeweller." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Merchant	O, 'tis a worthy lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Jeweller	Nay, that's most fix'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Merchant	A most incomparable man, breathed, as it were," & @CRLF & _
                "	To an untirable and continuate goodness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He passes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Jeweller:	I have a jewel here--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Merchant	O, pray, let's see't: for the Lord Timon, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Jeweller:	If he will touch the estimate: but, for that--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	[Reciting to himself]  'When we for recompense have" & @CRLF & _
                "	praised the vile," & @CRLF & _
                "	It stains the glory in that happy verse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which aptly sings the good.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Merchant	'Tis a good form." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Looking at the jewel]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Jeweller	And rich: here is a water, look ye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	You are rapt, sir, in some work, some dedication" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the great lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	                  A thing slipp'd idly from me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Our poesy is as a gum, which oozes" & @CRLF & _
                "	From whence 'tis nourish'd: the fire i' the flint" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shows not till it be struck; our gentle flame" & @CRLF & _
                "	Provokes itself and like the current flies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Each bound it chafes. What have you there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	A picture, sir. When comes your book forth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	Upon the heels of my presentment, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's see your piece." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	'Tis a good piece." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	So 'tis: this comes off well and excellent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	Indifferent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	                  Admirable: how this grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speaks his own standing! what a mental power" & @CRLF & _
                "	This eye shoots forth! how big imagination" & @CRLF & _
                "	Moves in this lip! to the dumbness of the gesture" & @CRLF & _
                "	One might interpret." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	It is a pretty mocking of the life." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is a touch; is't good?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	I will say of it," & @CRLF & _
                "	It tutors nature: artificial strife" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lives in these touches, livelier than life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter certain Senators, and pass over]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	How this lord is follow'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	The senators of Athens: happy man!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	Look, more!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	You see this confluence, this great flood" & @CRLF & _
                "	of visitors." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have, in this rough work, shaped out a man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom this beneath world doth embrace and hug" & @CRLF & _
                "	With amplest entertainment: my free drift" & @CRLF & _
                "	Halts not particularly, but moves itself" & @CRLF & _
                "	In a wide sea of wax: no levell'd malice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Infects one comma in the course I hold;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But flies an eagle flight, bold and forth on," & @CRLF & _
                "	Leaving no tract behind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	How shall I understand you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	I will unbolt to you." & @CRLF & _
                "	You see how all conditions, how all minds," & @CRLF & _
                "	As well of glib and slippery creatures as" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of grave and austere quality, tender down" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their services to Lord Timon: his large fortune" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon his good and gracious nature hanging" & @CRLF & _
                "	Subdues and properties to his love and tendance" & @CRLF & _
                "	All sorts of hearts; yea, from the glass-faced flatterer" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Apemantus, that few things loves better" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than to abhor himself: even he drops down" & @CRLF & _
                "	The knee before him, and returns in peace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most rich in Timon's nod." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	I saw them speak together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	Sir, I have upon a high and pleasant hill" & @CRLF & _
                "	Feign'd Fortune to be throned: the base o' the mount" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is rank'd with all deserts, all kind of natures," & @CRLF & _
                "	That labour on the bosom of this sphere" & @CRLF & _
                "	To propagate their states: amongst them all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose eyes are on this sovereign lady fix'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	One do I personate of Lord Timon's frame," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom Fortune with her ivory hand wafts to her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose present grace to present slaves and servants" & @CRLF & _
                "	Translates his rivals." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	'Tis conceived to scope." & @CRLF & _
                "	This throne, this Fortune, and this hill, methinks," & @CRLF & _
                "	With one man beckon'd from the rest below," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bowing his head against the sleepy mount" & @CRLF & _
                "	To climb his happiness, would be well express'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	In our condition." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	                  Nay, sir, but hear me on." & @CRLF & _
                "	All those which were his fellows but of late," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some better than his value, on the moment" & @CRLF & _
                "	Follow his strides, his lobbies fill with tendance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rain sacrificial whisperings in his ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make sacred even his stirrup, and through him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Drink the free air." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	Ay, marry, what of these?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	When Fortune in her shift and change of mood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Spurns down her late beloved, all his dependants" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which labour'd after him to the mountain's top" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even on their knees and hands, let him slip down," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not one accompanying his declining foot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	'Tis common:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thousand moral paintings I can show" & @CRLF & _
                "	That shall demonstrate these quick blows of Fortune's" & @CRLF & _
                "	More pregnantly than words. Yet you do well" & @CRLF & _
                "	To show Lord Timon that mean eyes have seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	The foot above the head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpets sound. Enter TIMON, addressing himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	courteously to every suitor; a Messenger from" & @CRLF & _
                "	VENTIDIUS talking with him; LUCILIUS and other" & @CRLF & _
                "	servants following]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Imprison'd is he, say you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Ay, my good lord: five talents is his debt," & @CRLF & _
                "	His means most short, his creditors most strait:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your honourable letter he desires" & @CRLF & _
                "	To those have shut him up; which failing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Periods his comfort." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Noble Ventidius! Well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not of that feather to shake off" & @CRLF & _
                "	My friend when he must need me. I do know him" & @CRLF & _
                "	A gentleman that well deserves a help:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he shall have: I'll pay the debt," & @CRLF & _
                "	and free him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Your lordship ever binds him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Commend me to him: I will send his ransom;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And being enfranchised, bid him come to me." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not enough to help the feeble up," & @CRLF & _
                "	But to support him after. Fare you well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	All happiness to your honour!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter an old Athenian]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Athenian	Lord Timon, hear me speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Freely, good father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Athenian	Thou hast a servant named Lucilius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	I have so: what of him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Athenian	Most noble Timon, call the man before thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Attends he here, or no? Lucilius!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS	Here, at your lordship's service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Athenian	This fellow here, Lord Timon, this thy creature," & @CRLF & _
                "	By night frequents my house. I am a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	That from my first have been inclined to thrift;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And my estate deserves an heir more raised" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than one which holds a trencher." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Well; what further?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Athenian	One only daughter have I, no kin else," & @CRLF & _
                "	On whom I may confer what I have got:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The maid is fair, o' the youngest for a bride," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I have bred her at my dearest cost" & @CRLF & _
                "	In qualities of the best. This man of thine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attempts her love: I prithee, noble lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Join with me to forbid him her resort;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself have spoke in vain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	The man is honest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Athenian	Therefore he will be, Timon:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His honesty rewards him in itself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It must not bear my daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Does she love him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Athenian	She is young and apt:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our own precedent passions do instruct us" & @CRLF & _
                "	What levity's in youth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	[To LUCILIUS]           Love you the maid?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS	Ay, my good lord, and she accepts of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Athenian	If in her marriage my consent be missing," & @CRLF & _
                "	I call the gods to witness, I will choose" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine heir from forth the beggars of the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	And dispossess her all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	How shall she be endow'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	if she be mated with an equal husband?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Athenian	Three talents on the present; in future, all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	This gentleman of mine hath served me long:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To build his fortune I will strain a little," & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'tis a bond in men. Give him thy daughter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What you bestow, in him I'll counterpoise," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make him weigh with her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Athenian	Most noble lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pawn me to this your honour, she is his." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	My hand to thee; mine honour on my promise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS	Humbly I thank your lordship: never may" & @CRLF & _
                "	The state or fortune fall into my keeping," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is not owed to you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt LUCILIUS and Old Athenian]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	Vouchsafe my labour, and long live your lordship!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	I thank you; you shall hear from me anon:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go not away. What have you there, my friend?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	A piece of painting, which I do beseech" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your lordship to accept." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Painting is welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "	The painting is almost the natural man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	or since dishonour traffics with man's nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	He is but outside: these pencill'd figures are" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even such as they give out. I like your work;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you shall find I like it: wait attendance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till you hear further from me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	The gods preserve ye!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Well fare you, gentleman: give me your hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We must needs dine together. Sir, your jewel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath suffer'd under praise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Jeweller	What, my lord! dispraise?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	A more satiety of commendations." & @CRLF & _
                "	If I should pay you for't as 'tis extoll'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	It would unclew me quite." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Jeweller	My lord, 'tis rated" & @CRLF & _
                "	As those which sell would give: but you well know," & @CRLF & _
                "	Things of like value differing in the owners" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are prized by their masters: believe't, dear lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	You mend the jewel by the wearing it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Well mock'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Merchant	No, my good lord; he speaks the common tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which all men speak with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Look, who comes here: will you be chid?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter APEMANTUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Jeweller: We'll bear, with your lordship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Merchant	He'll spare none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Good morrow to thee, gentle Apemantus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Till I be gentle, stay thou for thy good morrow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou art Timon's dog, and these knaves honest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Why dost thou call them knaves? thou know'st them not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Are they not Athenians?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Yes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Then I repent not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Jeweller: You know me, Apemantus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Thou know'st I do: I call'd thee by thy name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Thou art proud, Apemantus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Of nothing so much as that I am not like Timon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Whither art going?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	To knock out an honest Athenian's brains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	That's a deed thou'lt die for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Right, if doing nothing be death by the law." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	How likest thou this picture, Apemantus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	The best, for the innocence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Wrought he not well that painted it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	He wrought better that made the painter; and yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	he's but a filthy piece of work." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	You're a dog." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Thy mother's of my generation: what's she, if I be a dog?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Wilt dine with me, Apemantus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	No; I eat not lords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	An thou shouldst, thou 'ldst anger ladies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	O, they eat lords; so they come by great bellies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	That's a lascivious apprehension." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	So thou apprehendest it: take it for thy labour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	How dost thou like this jewel, Apemantus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Not so well as plain-dealing, which will not cost a" & @CRLF & _
                "	man a doit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	What dost thou think 'tis worth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Not worth my thinking. How now, poet!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	How now, philosopher!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Thou liest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	Art not one?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Yes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	Then I lie not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Art not a poet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	Yes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Then thou liest: look in thy last work, where thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	hast feigned him a worthy fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	That's not feigned; he is so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Yes, he is worthy of thee, and to pay thee for thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	labour: he that loves to be flattered is worthy o'" & @CRLF & _
                "	the flatterer. Heavens, that I were a lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	What wouldst do then, Apemantus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	E'en as Apemantus does now; hate a lord with my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	What, thyself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Ay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Wherefore?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	That I had no angry wit to be a lord." & @CRLF & _
                "	Art not thou a merchant?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Merchant	Ay, Apemantus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Traffic confound thee, if the gods will not!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Merchant	If traffic do it, the gods do it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Traffic's thy god; and thy god confound thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpet sounds. Enter a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	What trumpet's that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	'Tis Alcibiades, and some twenty horse," & @CRLF & _
                "	All of companionship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Pray, entertain them; give them guide to us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt some Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You must needs dine with me: go not you hence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till I have thank'd you: when dinner's done," & @CRLF & _
                "	Show me this piece. I am joyful of your sights." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ALCIBIADES, with the rest]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most welcome, sir!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	                  So, so, there!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Aches contract and starve your supple joints!" & @CRLF & _
                "	That there should be small love 'mongst these" & @CRLF & _
                "	sweet knaves," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all this courtesy! The strain of man's bred out" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into baboon and monkey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	Sir, you have saved my longing, and I feed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most hungerly on your sight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Right welcome, sir!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere we depart, we'll share a bounteous time" & @CRLF & _
                "	In different pleasures. Pray you, let us in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all except APEMANTUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	What time o' day is't, Apemantus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Time to be honest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	That time serves still." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	The more accursed thou, that still omitt'st it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Thou art going to Lord Timon's feast?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Ay, to see meat fill knaves and wine heat fools." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Fare thee well, fare thee well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Thou art a fool to bid me farewell twice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Why, Apemantus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Shouldst have kept one to thyself, for I mean to" & @CRLF & _
                "	give thee none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Hang thyself!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	No, I will do nothing at thy bidding: make thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	requests to thy friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Away, unpeaceable dog, or I'll spurn thee hence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	I will fly, like a dog, the heels o' the ass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	He's opposite to humanity. Come, shall we in," & @CRLF & _
                "	And taste Lord Timon's bounty? he outgoes" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very heart of kindness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	He pours it out; Plutus, the god of gold," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is but his steward: no meed, but he repays" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sevenfold above itself; no gift to him," & @CRLF & _
                "	But breeds the giver a return exceeding" & @CRLF & _
                "	All use of quittance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	The noblest mind he carries" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever govern'd man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Long may he live in fortunes! Shall we in?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	I'll keep you company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TIMON OF ATHENS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A banqueting-room in Timon's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Hautboys playing loud music. A great banquet" & @CRLF & _
                "	served in; FLAVIUS and others attending; then enter" & @CRLF & _
                "	TIMON, ALCIBIADES, Lords, Senators, and VENTIDIUS." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then comes, dropping, after all, APEMANTUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	discontentedly, like himself]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VENTIDIUS	Most honour'd Timon," & @CRLF & _
                "	It hath pleased the gods to remember my father's age," & @CRLF & _
                "	And call him to long peace." & @CRLF & _
                "	He is gone happy, and has left me rich:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, as in grateful virtue I am bound" & @CRLF & _
                "	To your free heart, I do return those talents," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doubled with thanks and service, from whose help" & @CRLF & _
                "	I derived liberty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	                  O, by no means," & @CRLF & _
                "	Honest Ventidius; you mistake my love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I gave it freely ever; and there's none" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can truly say he gives, if he receives:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If our betters play at that game, we must not dare" & @CRLF & _
                "	To imitate them; faults that are rich are fair." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VENTIDIUS	A noble spirit!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	                  Nay, my lords," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They all stand ceremoniously looking on TIMON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ceremony was but devised at first" & @CRLF & _
                "	To set a gloss on faint deeds, hollow welcomes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Recanting goodness, sorry ere 'tis shown;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But where there is true friendship, there needs none." & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray, sit; more welcome are ye to my fortunes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than my fortunes to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They sit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	My lord, we always have confess'd it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Ho, ho, confess'd it! hang'd it, have you not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	O, Apemantus, you are welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	No;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall not make me welcome:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I come to have thee thrust me out of doors." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Fie, thou'rt a churl; ye've got a humour there" & @CRLF & _
                "	Does not become a man: 'tis much to blame." & @CRLF & _
                "	They say, my lords, 'ira furor brevis est;' but yond" & @CRLF & _
                "	man is ever angry. Go, let him have a table by" & @CRLF & _
                "	himself, for he does neither affect company, nor is" & @CRLF & _
                "	he fit for't, indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Let me stay at thine apperil, Timon: I come to" & @CRLF & _
                "	observe; I give thee warning on't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	I take no heed of thee; thou'rt an Athenian," & @CRLF & _
                "	therefore welcome: I myself would have no power;" & @CRLF & _
                "	prithee, let my meat make thee silent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	I scorn thy meat; 'twould choke me, for I should" & @CRLF & _
                "	ne'er flatter thee. O you gods, what a number of" & @CRLF & _
                "	men eat Timon, and he sees 'em not! It grieves me" & @CRLF & _
                "	to see so many dip their meat in one man's blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and all the madness is, he cheers them up too." & @CRLF & _
                "	I wonder men dare trust themselves with men:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks they should invite them without knives;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good for their meat, and safer for their lives." & @CRLF & _
                "	There's much example for't; the fellow that sits" & @CRLF & _
                "	next him now, parts bread with him, pledges the" & @CRLF & _
                "	breath of him in a divided draught, is the readiest" & @CRLF & _
                "	man to kill him: 't has been proved. If I were a" & @CRLF & _
                "	huge man, I should fear to drink at meals;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest they should spy my windpipe's dangerous notes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Great men should drink with harness on their throats." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	My lord, in heart; and let the health go round." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Let it flow this way, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Flow this way! A brave fellow! he keeps his tides" & @CRLF & _
                "	well. Those healths will make thee and thy state" & @CRLF & _
                "	look ill, Timon. Here's that which is too weak to" & @CRLF & _
                "	be a sinner, honest water, which ne'er left man i' the mire:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This and my food are equals; there's no odds:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Feasts are too proud to give thanks to the gods." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Apemantus' grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray for no man but myself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Grant I may never prove so fond," & @CRLF & _
                "	To trust man on his oath or bond;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or a harlot, for her weeping;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or a dog, that seems a-sleeping:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or a keeper with my freedom;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or my friends, if I should need 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "	Amen. So fall to't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rich men sin, and I eat root." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Eats and drinks]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	My heart is ever at your service, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than a" & @CRLF & _
                "	dinner of friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	So the were bleeding-new, my lord, there's no meat" & @CRLF & _
                "	like 'em: I could wish my best friend at such a feast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Would all those fatterers were thine enemies then," & @CRLF & _
                "	that then thou mightst kill 'em and bid me to 'em!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you" & @CRLF & _
                "	would once use our hearts, whereby we might express" & @CRLF & _
                "	some part of our zeals, we should think ourselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	for ever perfect." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	themselves have provided that I shall have much help" & @CRLF & _
                "	from you: how had you been my friends else? why" & @CRLF & _
                "	have you that charitable title from thousands, did" & @CRLF & _
                "	not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have told" & @CRLF & _
                "	more of you to myself than you can with modesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak in your own behalf; and thus far I confirm" & @CRLF & _
                "	you. O you gods, think I, what need we have any" & @CRLF & _
                "	friends, if we should ne'er have need of 'em? they" & @CRLF & _
                "	were the most needless creatures living, should we" & @CRLF & _
                "	ne'er have use for 'em, and would most resemble" & @CRLF & _
                "	sweet instruments hung up in cases that keep their" & @CRLF & _
                "	sounds to themselves. Why, I have often wished" & @CRLF & _
                "	myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We" & @CRLF & _
                "	are born to do benefits: and what better or" & @CRLF & _
                "	properer can we can our own than the riches of our" & @CRLF & _
                "	friends? O, what a precious comfort 'tis, to have" & @CRLF & _
                "	so many, like brothers, commanding one another's" & @CRLF & _
                "	fortunes! O joy, e'en made away ere 't can be born!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks: to" & @CRLF & _
                "	forget their faults, I drink to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Thou weepest to make them drink, Timon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Joy had the like conception in our eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	And at that instant like a babe sprung up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Ho, ho! I laugh to think that babe a bastard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Lord	I promise you, my lord, you moved me much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Much!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Tucket, within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	What means that trump?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		 How now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Please you, my lord, there are certain" & @CRLF & _
                "	ladies most desirous of admittance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Ladies! what are their wills?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	There comes with them a forerunner, my lord, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	bears that office, to signify their pleasures." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	I pray, let them be admitted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Cupid]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Cupid	Hail to thee, worthy Timon, and to all" & @CRLF & _
                "	That of his bounties taste! The five best senses" & @CRLF & _
                "	Acknowledge thee their patron; and come freely" & @CRLF & _
                "	To gratulate thy plenteous bosom: th' ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Taste, touch and smell, pleased from thy tale rise;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They only now come but to feast thine eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	They're welcome all; let 'em have kind admittance:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Music, make their welcome!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Cupid]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	You see, my lord, how ample you're beloved." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music. Re-enter Cupid with a mask of Ladies" & @CRLF & _
                "	as Amazons, with lutes in their hands," & @CRLF & _
                "	dancing and playing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Hoy-day, what a sweep of vanity comes this way!" & @CRLF & _
                "	They dance! they are mad women." & @CRLF & _
                "	Like madness is the glory of this life." & @CRLF & _
                "	As this pomp shows to a little oil and root." & @CRLF & _
                "	We make ourselves fools, to disport ourselves;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And spend our flatteries, to drink those men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon whose age we void it up again," & @CRLF & _
                "	With poisonous spite and envy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who lives that's not depraved or depraves?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who dies, that bears not one spurn to their graves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of their friends' gift?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I should fear those that dance before me now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would one day stamp upon me: 't has been done;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Men shut their doors against a setting sun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Lords rise from table, with much adoring of" & @CRLF & _
                "	TIMON; and to show their loves, each singles out an" & @CRLF & _
                "	Amazon, and all dance, men with women, a lofty" & @CRLF & _
                "	strain or two to the hautboys, and cease]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	You have done our pleasures much grace, fair ladies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Set a fair fashion on our entertainment," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which was not half so beautiful and kind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have added worth unto 't and lustre," & @CRLF & _
                "	And entertain'd me with mine own device;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am to thank you for 't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lady	My lord, you take us even at the best." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	'Faith, for the worst is filthy; and would not hold" & @CRLF & _
                "	taking, I doubt me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Ladies, there is an idle banquet attends you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Please you to dispose yourselves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All Ladies	Most thankfully, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Cupid and Ladies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Flavius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	       The little casket bring me hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	Yes, my lord. More jewels yet!" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no crossing him in 's humour;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Else I should tell him,--well, i' faith I should," & @CRLF & _
                "	When all's spent, he 'ld be cross'd then, an he could." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis pity bounty had not eyes behind," & @CRLF & _
                "	That man might ne'er be wretched for his mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Where be our men?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Here, my lord, in readiness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Our horses!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter FLAVIUS, with the casket]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	          O my friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have one word to say to you: look you, my good lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	I must entreat you, honour me so much" & @CRLF & _
                "	As to advance this jewel; accept it and wear it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Kind my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	I am so far already in your gifts,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	So are we all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	My lord, there are certain nobles of the senate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Newly alighted, and come to visit you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	They are fairly welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	I beseech your honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Vouchsafe me a word; it does concern you near." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Near! why then, another time I'll hear thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, let's be provided to show them" & @CRLF & _
                "	entertainment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	[Aside]  I scarce know how." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Second Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servant	May it please your honour, Lord Lucius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of his free love, hath presented to you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Four milk-white horses, trapp'd in silver." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	I shall accept them fairly; let the presents" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be worthily entertain'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a third Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		   How now! what news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servant	Please you, my lord, that honourable" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentleman, Lord Lucullus, entreats your company" & @CRLF & _
                "	to-morrow to hunt with him, and has sent your honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	two brace of greyhounds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	I'll hunt with him; and let them be received," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not without fair reward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	[Aside]                What will this come to?" & @CRLF & _
                "	He commands us to provide, and give great gifts," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all out of an empty coffer:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor will he know his purse, or yield me this," & @CRLF & _
                "	To show him what a beggar his heart is," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being of no power to make his wishes good:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His promises fly so beyond his state" & @CRLF & _
                "	That what he speaks is all in debt; he owes" & @CRLF & _
                "	For every word: he is so kind that he now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pays interest for 't; his land's put to their books." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, would I were gently put out of office" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before I were forced out!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Happier is he that has no friend to feed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than such that do e'en enemies exceed." & @CRLF & _
                "	I bleed inwardly for my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	You do yourselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Much wrong, you bate too much of your own merits:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, my lord, a trifle of our love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	With more than common thanks I will receive it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Lord	O, he's the very soul of bounty!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	And now I remember, my lord, you gave" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good words the other day of a bay courser" & @CRLF & _
                "	I rode on: it is yours, because you liked it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	O, I beseech you, pardon me, my lord, in that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	You may take my word, my lord; I know, no man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can justly praise but what he does affect:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I weigh my friend's affection with mine own;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll tell you true. I'll call to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All Lords	O, none so welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	I take all and your several visitations" & @CRLF & _
                "	So kind to heart, 'tis not enough to give;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks, I could deal kingdoms to my friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ne'er be weary. Alcibiades," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art a soldier, therefore seldom rich;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It comes in charity to thee: for all thy living" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is 'mongst the dead, and all the lands thou hast" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lie in a pitch'd field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	Ay, defiled land, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	We are so virtuously bound--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	And so" & @CRLF & _
                "	Am I to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	So infinitely endear'd--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	All to you. Lights, more lights!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	The best of happiness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Honour and fortunes, keep with you, Lord Timon!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Ready for his friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but APEMANTUS and TIMON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	What a coil's here!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Serving of becks and jutting-out of bums!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I doubt whether their legs be worth the sums" & @CRLF & _
                "	That are given for 'em. Friendship's full of dregs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks, false hearts should never have sound legs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus honest fools lay out their wealth on court'sies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Now, Apemantus, if thou wert not sullen, I would be" & @CRLF & _
                "	good to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	No, I'll nothing: for if I should be bribed too," & @CRLF & _
                "	there would be none left to rail upon thee, and then" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou wouldst sin the faster. Thou givest so long," & @CRLF & _
                "	Timon, I fear me thou wilt give away thyself in" & @CRLF & _
                "	paper shortly: what need these feasts, pomps and" & @CRLF & _
                "	vain-glories?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Nay, an you begin to rail on society once, I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	sworn not to give regard to you. Farewell; and come" & @CRLF & _
                "	with better music." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	So:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wilt not hear me now; thou shalt not then:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll lock thy heaven from thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, that men's ears should be" & @CRLF & _
                "	To counsel deaf, but not to flattery!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TIMON OF ATHENS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A Senator's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Senator, with papers in his hand]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Senator	And late, five thousand: to Varro and to Isidore" & @CRLF & _
                "	He owes nine thousand; besides my former sum," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which makes it five and twenty. Still in motion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of raging waste? It cannot hold; it will not." & @CRLF & _
                "	If I want gold, steal but a beggar's dog," & @CRLF & _
                "	And give it Timon, why, the dog coins gold." & @CRLF & _
                "	If I would sell my horse, and buy twenty more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Better than he, why, give my horse to Timon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ask nothing, give it him, it foals me, straight," & @CRLF & _
                "	And able horses. No porter at his gate," & @CRLF & _
                "	But rather one that smiles and still invites" & @CRLF & _
                "	All that pass by. It cannot hold: no reason" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can found his state in safety. Caphis, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Caphis, I say!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CAPHIS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPHIS	Here, sir; what is your pleasure?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Senator	Get on your cloak, and haste you to Lord Timon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Importune him for my moneys; be not ceased" & @CRLF & _
                "	With slight denial, nor then silenced when--" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Commend me to your master'--and the cap" & @CRLF & _
                "	Plays in the right hand, thus: but tell him," & @CRLF & _
                "	My uses cry to me, I must serve my turn" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of mine own; his days and times are past" & @CRLF & _
                "	And my reliances on his fracted dates" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have smit my credit: I love and honour him," & @CRLF & _
                "	But must not break my back to heal his finger;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Immediate are my needs, and my relief" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must not be toss'd and turn'd to me in words," & @CRLF & _
                "	But find supply immediate. Get you gone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put on a most importunate aspect," & @CRLF & _
                "	A visage of demand; for, I do fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	When every feather sticks in his own wing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord Timon will be left a naked gull," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which flashes now a phoenix. Get you gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPHIS	I go, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Senator	'I go, sir!'--Take the bonds along with you," & @CRLF & _
                "	And have the dates in contempt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPHIS	I will, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Senator	Go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TIMON OF ATHENS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same. A hall in Timon's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FLAVIUS, with many bills in his hand]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	No care, no stop! so senseless of expense," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he will neither know how to maintain it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor cease his flow of riot: takes no account" & @CRLF & _
                "	How things go from him, nor resumes no care" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what is to continue: never mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was to be so unwise, to be so kind." & @CRLF & _
                "	What shall be done? he will not hear, till feel:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must be round with him, now he comes from hunting." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fie, fie, fie, fie!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CAPHIS, and the Servants of Isidore and Varro]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPHIS	Good even, Varro: what," & @CRLF & _
                "	You come for money?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Varro's Servant	Is't not your business too?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPHIS	It is: and yours too, Isidore?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Isidore's Servant	It is so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPHIS	Would we were all discharged!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Varro's Servant	I fear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPHIS	Here comes the lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TIMON, ALCIBIADES, and Lords, &c]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	So soon as dinner's done, we'll forth again," & @CRLF & _
                "	My Alcibiades. With me? what is your will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPHIS	My lord, here is a note of certain dues." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Dues! Whence are you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPHIS	Of Athens here, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Go to my steward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPHIS	Please it your lordship, he hath put me off" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the succession of new days this month:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My master is awaked by great occasion" & @CRLF & _
                "	To call upon his own, and humbly prays you" & @CRLF & _
                "	That with your other noble parts you'll suit" & @CRLF & _
                "	In giving him his right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Mine honest friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, but repair to me next morning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPHIS	Nay, good my lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Contain thyself, good friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Varro's Servant	One Varro's servant, my good lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Isidore's Servant	From Isidore;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He humbly prays your speedy payment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPHIS	If you did know, my lord, my master's wants--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Varro's Servant	'Twas due on forfeiture, my lord, six weeks And past." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Isidore's Servant	         Your steward puts me off, my lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I am sent expressly to your lordship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Give me breath." & @CRLF & _
                "	I do beseech you, good my lords, keep on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll wait upon you instantly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ALCIBIADES and Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To FLAVIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		        Come hither: pray you," & @CRLF & _
                "	How goes the world, that I am thus encounter'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With clamourous demands of date-broke bonds," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the detention of long-since-due debts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Against my honour?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	                  Please you, gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	The time is unagreeable to this business:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your importunacy cease till after dinner," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I may make his lordship understand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherefore you are not paid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Do so, my friends. See them well entertain'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	Pray, draw near." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter APEMANTUS and Fool]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPHIS	Stay, stay, here comes the fool with Apemantus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	let's ha' some sport with 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Varro's Servant	Hang him, he'll abuse us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Isidore's Servant	A plague upon him, dog!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Varro's Servant	How dost, fool?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Dost dialogue with thy shadow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Varro's Servant	I speak not to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	No,'tis to thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To the Fool]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Isidore's Servant	There's the fool hangs on your back already." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	No, thou stand'st single, thou'rt not on him yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAPHIS	Where's the fool now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	He last asked the question. Poor rogues, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	usurers' men! bawds between gold and want!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All Servants	What are we, Apemantus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Asses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All Servants	Why?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	That you ask me what you are, and do not know" & @CRLF & _
                "	yourselves. Speak to 'em, fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	How do you, gentlemen?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All Servants	Gramercies, good fool: how does your mistress?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	She's e'en setting on water to scald such chickens" & @CRLF & _
                "	as you are. Would we could see you at Corinth!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Good! gramercy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Page]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Look you, here comes my mistress' page." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	[To the Fool]  Why, how now, captain! what do you" & @CRLF & _
                "	in this wise company? How dost thou, Apemantus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Would I had a rod in my mouth, that I might answer" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee profitably." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	Prithee, Apemantus, read me the superscription of" & @CRLF & _
                "	these letters: I know not which is which." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Canst not read?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	There will little learning die then, that day thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	art hanged. This is to Lord Timon; this to" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alcibiades. Go; thou wast born a bastard, and thou't" & @CRLF & _
                "	die a bawd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Page	Thou wast whelped a dog, and thou shalt famish a" & @CRLF & _
                "	dog's death. Answer not; I am gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	E'en so thou outrunnest grace. Fool, I will go with" & @CRLF & _
                "	you to Lord Timon's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Will you leave me there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	If Timon stay at home. You three serve three usurers?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All Servants	Ay; would they served us!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	So would I,--as good a trick as ever hangman served thief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Are you three usurers' men?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All Servants	Ay, fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	I think no usurer but has a fool to his servant: my" & @CRLF & _
                "	mistress is one, and I am her fool. When men come" & @CRLF & _
                "	to borrow of your masters, they approach sadly, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	go away merry; but they enter my mistress' house" & @CRLF & _
                "	merrily, and go away sadly: the reason of this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Varro's Servant	I could render one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Do it then, that we may account thee a whoremaster" & @CRLF & _
                "	and a knave; which not-withstanding, thou shalt be" & @CRLF & _
                "	no less esteemed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Varro's Servant	What is a whoremaster, fool?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	A fool in good clothes, and something like thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis a spirit: sometime't appears like a lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	sometime like a lawyer; sometime like a philosopher," & @CRLF & _
                "	with two stones moe than's artificial one: he is" & @CRLF & _
                "	very often like a knight; and, generally, in all" & @CRLF & _
                "	shapes that man goes up and down in from fourscore" & @CRLF & _
                "	to thirteen, this spirit walks in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Varro's Servant	Thou art not altogether a fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	Nor thou altogether a wise man: as much foolery as" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have, so much wit thou lackest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	That answer might have become Apemantus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All Servants	Aside, aside; here comes Lord Timon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter TIMON and FLAVIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Come with me, fool, come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fool	I do not always follow lover, elder brother and" & @CRLF & _
                "	woman; sometime the philosopher." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt APEMANTUS and Fool]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	Pray you, walk near: I'll speak with you anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Servants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	You make me marvel: wherefore ere this time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had you not fully laid my state before me," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I might so have rated my expense," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I had leave of means?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	You would not hear me," & @CRLF & _
                "	At many leisures I proposed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Go to:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perchance some single vantages you took." & @CRLF & _
                "	When my indisposition put you back:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that unaptness made your minister," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus to excuse yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	O my good lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	At many times I brought in my accounts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Laid them before you; you would throw them off," & @CRLF & _
                "	And say, you found them in mine honesty." & @CRLF & _
                "	When, for some trifling present, you have bid me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Return so much, I have shook my head and wept;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, 'gainst the authority of manners, pray'd you" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hold your hand more close: I did endure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not seldom, nor no slight cheques, when I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prompted you in the ebb of your estate" & @CRLF & _
                "	And your great flow of debts. My loved lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though you hear now, too late--yet now's a time--" & @CRLF & _
                "	The greatest of your having lacks a half" & @CRLF & _
                "	To pay your present debts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Let all my land be sold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	'Tis all engaged, some forfeited and gone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what remains will hardly stop the mouth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of present dues: the future comes apace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What shall defend the interim? and at length" & @CRLF & _
                "	How goes our reckoning?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	To Lacedaemon did my land extend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	O my good lord, the world is but a word:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were it all yours to give it in a breath," & @CRLF & _
                "	How quickly were it gone!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	You tell me true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	If you suspect my husbandry or falsehood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Call me before the exactest auditors" & @CRLF & _
                "	And set me on the proof. So the gods bless me," & @CRLF & _
                "	When all our offices have been oppress'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With riotous feeders, when our vaults have wept" & @CRLF & _
                "	With drunken spilth of wine, when every room" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath blazed with lights and bray'd with minstrelsy," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have retired me to a wasteful cock," & @CRLF & _
                "	And set mine eyes at flow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Prithee, no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	Heavens, have I said, the bounty of this lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How many prodigal bits have slaves and peasants" & @CRLF & _
                "	This night englutted! Who is not Timon's?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What heart, head, sword, force, means, but is" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord Timon's?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Great Timon, noble, worthy, royal Timon!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, when the means are gone that buy this praise," & @CRLF & _
                "	The breath is gone whereof this praise is made:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Feast-won, fast-lost; one cloud of winter showers," & @CRLF & _
                "	These flies are couch'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Come, sermon me no further:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No villanous bounty yet hath pass'd my heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unwisely, not ignobly, have I given." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why dost thou weep? Canst thou the conscience lack," & @CRLF & _
                "	To think I shall lack friends? Secure thy heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I would broach the vessels of my love," & @CRLF & _
                "	And try the argument of hearts by borrowing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Men and men's fortunes could I frankly use" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I can bid thee speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	Assurance bless your thoughts!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	And, in some sort, these wants of mine are crown'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I account them blessings; for by these" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I try friends: you shall perceive how you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mistake my fortunes; I am wealthy in my friends." & @CRLF & _
                "	Within there! Flaminius! Servilius!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FLAMINIUS, SERVILIUS, and other Servants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servants	My lord? my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	I will dispatch you severally; you to Lord Lucius;" & @CRLF & _
                "	to Lord Lucullus you: I hunted with his honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	to-day: you, to Sempronius: commend me to their" & @CRLF & _
                "	loves, and, I am proud, say, that my occasions have" & @CRLF & _
                "	found time to use 'em toward a supply of money: let" & @CRLF & _
                "	the request be fifty talents." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAMINIUS	As you have said, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	[Aside]  Lord Lucius and Lucullus? hum!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Go you, sir, to the senators--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deserved this hearing--bid 'em send o' the instant" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thousand talents to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	I have been bold--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For that I knew it the most general way--" & @CRLF & _
                "	To them to use your signet and your name;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But they do shake their heads, and I am here" & @CRLF & _
                "	No richer in return." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Is't true? can't be?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	They answer, in a joint and corporate voice," & @CRLF & _
                "	That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do what they would; are sorry--you are honourable,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet they could have wish'd--they know not--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Something hath been amiss--a noble nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	May catch a wrench--would all were well--'tis pity;--" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so, intending other serious matters," & @CRLF & _
                "	After distasteful looks and these hard fractions," & @CRLF & _
                "	With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods" & @CRLF & _
                "	They froze me into silence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	You gods, reward them!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have their ingratitude in them hereditary:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their blood is caked, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And nature, as it grows again toward earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is fashion'd for the journey, dull and heavy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go to Ventidius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To FLAVIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prithee, be not sad," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak." & @CRLF & _
                "	No blame belongs to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		    Ventidius lately" & @CRLF & _
                "	Buried his father; by whose death he's stepp'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into a great estate: when he was poor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Imprison'd and in scarcity of friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	I clear'd him with five talents: greet him from me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid him suppose some good necessity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Touches his friend, which craves to be remember'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With those five talents." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To FLAVIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		   That had, give't these fellows" & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom 'tis instant due. Ne'er speak, or think," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	I would I could not think it: that thought is" & @CRLF & _
                "	bounty's foe;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Being free itself, it thinks all others so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TIMON OF ATHENS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A room in Lucullus' house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[FLAMINIUS waiting. Enter a Servant to him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	I have told my lord of you; he is coming down to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAMINIUS	I thank you, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LUCULLUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Here's my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCULLUS	[Aside]  One of Lord Timon's men? a gift, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	warrant. Why, this hits right; I dreamt of a silver" & @CRLF & _
                "	basin and ewer to-night. Flaminius, honest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Flaminius; you are very respectively welcome, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fill me some wine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Servants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And how does that honourable, complete, free-hearted" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentleman of Athens, thy very bountiful good lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	and master?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAMINIUS	His health is well sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCULLUS	I am right glad that his health is well, sir: and" & @CRLF & _
                "	what hast thou there under thy cloak, pretty Flaminius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAMINIUS	'Faith, nothing but an empty box, sir; which, in my" & @CRLF & _
                "	lord's behalf, I come to entreat your honour to" & @CRLF & _
                "	supply; who, having great and instant occasion to" & @CRLF & _
                "	use fifty talents, hath sent to your lordship to" & @CRLF & _
                "	furnish him, nothing doubting your present" & @CRLF & _
                "	assistance therein." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCULLUS	La, la, la, la! 'nothing doubting,' says he? Alas," & @CRLF & _
                "	good lord! a noble gentleman 'tis, if he would not" & @CRLF & _
                "	keep so good a house. Many a time and often I ha'" & @CRLF & _
                "	dined with him, and told him on't, and come again to" & @CRLF & _
                "	supper to him, of purpose to have him spend less," & @CRLF & _
                "	and yet he would embrace no counsel, take no warning" & @CRLF & _
                "	by my coming. Every man has his fault, and honesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	is his: I ha' told him on't, but I could ne'er get" & @CRLF & _
                "	him from't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Servant, with wine]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Please your lordship, here is the wine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCULLUS	Flaminius, I have noted thee always wise. Here's to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAMINIUS	Your lordship speaks your pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCULLUS	I have observed thee always for a towardly prompt" & @CRLF & _
                "	spirit--give thee thy due--and one that knows what" & @CRLF & _
                "	belongs to reason; and canst use the time well, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	the time use thee well: good parts in thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Get you gone, sirrah." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Draw nearer, honest Flaminius. Thy lord's a" & @CRLF & _
                "	bountiful gentleman: but thou art wise; and thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	knowest well enough, although thou comest to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	that this is no time to lend money, especially upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	bare friendship, without security. Here's three" & @CRLF & _
                "	solidares for thee: good boy, wink at me, and say" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou sawest me not. Fare thee well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAMINIUS	Is't possible the world should so much differ," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we alive that lived? Fly, damned baseness," & @CRLF & _
                "	To him that worships thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Throwing the money back]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCULLUS	Ha! now I see thou art a fool, and fit for thy master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAMINIUS	May these add to the number that may scald thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let moulten coin be thy damnation," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou disease of a friend, and not himself!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Has friendship such a faint and milky heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	It turns in less than two nights? O you gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	I feel master's passion! this slave," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto his honour, has my lord's meat in him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why should it thrive and turn to nutriment," & @CRLF & _
                "	When he is turn'd to poison?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, may diseases only work upon't!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, when he's sick to death, let not that part of nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which my lord paid for, be of any power" & @CRLF & _
                "	To expel sickness, but prolong his hour!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TIMON OF ATHENS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A public place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LUCILIUS, with three Strangers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS	Who, the Lord Timon? he is my very good friend, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	an honourable gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Stranger	We know him for no less, though we are but strangers" & @CRLF & _
                "	to him. But I can tell you one thing, my lord, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	which I hear from common rumours: now Lord Timon's" & @CRLF & _
                "	happy hours are done and past, and his estate" & @CRLF & _
                "	shrinks from him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS	Fie, no, do not believe it; he cannot want for money." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Stranger	But believe you this, my lord, that, not long ago," & @CRLF & _
                "	one of his men was with the Lord Lucullus to borrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	so many talents, nay, urged extremely for't and" & @CRLF & _
                "	showed what necessity belonged to't, and yet was denied." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS	How!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Stranger	I tell you, denied, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS	What a strange case was that! now, before the gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am ashamed on't. Denied that honourable man!" & @CRLF & _
                "	there was very little honour showed in't. For my own" & @CRLF & _
                "	part, I must needs confess, I have received some" & @CRLF & _
                "	small kindnesses from him, as money, plate, jewels" & @CRLF & _
                "	and such-like trifles, nothing comparing to his;" & @CRLF & _
                "	yet, had he mistook him and sent to me, I should" & @CRLF & _
                "	ne'er have denied his occasion so many talents." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SERVILIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SERVILIUS	See, by good hap, yonder's my lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have sweat to see his honour. My honoured lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To LUCIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS	Servilius! you are kindly met, sir. Fare thee well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	commend me to thy honourable virtuous lord, my very" & @CRLF & _
                "	exquisite friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SERVILIUS	May it please your honour, my lord hath sent--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS	Ha! what has he sent? I am so much endeared to" & @CRLF & _
                "	that lord; he's ever sending: how shall I thank" & @CRLF & _
                "	him, thinkest thou? And what has he sent now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SERVILIUS	Has only sent his present occasion now, my lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	requesting your lordship to supply his instant use" & @CRLF & _
                "	with so many talents." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS	I know his lordship is but merry with me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He cannot want fifty five hundred talents." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SERVILIUS	But in the mean time he wants less, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "	If his occasion were not virtuous," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should not urge it half so faithfully." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS	Dost thou speak seriously, Servilius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SERVILIUS	Upon my soul,'tis true, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS	What a wicked beast was I to disfurnish myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	against such a good time, when I might ha' shown" & @CRLF & _
                "	myself honourable! how unluckily it happened, that I" & @CRLF & _
                "	should purchase the day before for a little part," & @CRLF & _
                "	and undo a great deal of honoured! Servilius, now," & @CRLF & _
                "	before the gods, I am not able to do,--the more" & @CRLF & _
                "	beast, I say:--I was sending to use Lord Timon" & @CRLF & _
                "	myself, these gentlemen can witness! but I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	not, for the wealth of Athens, I had done't now." & @CRLF & _
                "	Commend me bountifully to his good lordship; and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	hope his honour will conceive the fairest of me," & @CRLF & _
                "	because I have no power to be kind: and tell him" & @CRLF & _
                "	this from me, I count it one of my greatest" & @CRLF & _
                "	afflictions, say, that I cannot pleasure such an" & @CRLF & _
                "	honourable gentleman. Good Servilius, will you" & @CRLF & _
                "	befriend me so far, as to use mine own words to him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SERVILIUS	Yes, sir, I shall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCILIUS	I'll look you out a good turn, Servilius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit SERVILIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	True as you said, Timon is shrunk indeed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he that's once denied will hardly speed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Stranger	Do you observe this, Hostilius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Stranger	Ay, too well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Stranger	Why, this is the world's soul; and just of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	same piece" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is every flatterer's spirit. Who can call him" & @CRLF & _
                "	His friend that dips in the same dish? for, in" & @CRLF & _
                "	My knowing, Timon has been this lord's father," & @CRLF & _
                "	And kept his credit with his purse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Supported his estate; nay, Timon's money" & @CRLF & _
                "	Has paid his men their wages: he ne'er drinks," & @CRLF & _
                "	But Timon's silver treads upon his lip;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet--O, see the monstrousness of man" & @CRLF & _
                "	When he looks out in an ungrateful shape!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	He does deny him, in respect of his," & @CRLF & _
                "	What charitable men afford to beggars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Stranger	Religion groans at it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Stranger	For mine own part," & @CRLF & _
                "	I never tasted Timon in my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor came any of his bounties over me," & @CRLF & _
                "	To mark me for his friend; yet, I protest," & @CRLF & _
                "	For his right noble mind, illustrious virtue" & @CRLF & _
                "	And honourable carriage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had his necessity made use of me," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would have put my wealth into donation," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the best half should have return'd to him," & @CRLF & _
                "	So much I love his heart: but, I perceive," & @CRLF & _
                "	Men must learn now with pity to dispense;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For policy sits above conscience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TIMON OF ATHENS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A room in Sempronius' house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SEMPRONIUS, and a Servant of TIMON's]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEMPRONIUS	Must he needs trouble me in 't,--hum!--'bove" & @CRLF & _
                "	all others?" & @CRLF & _
                "	He might have tried Lord Lucius or Lucullus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now Ventidius is wealthy too," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom he redeem'd from prison: all these" & @CRLF & _
                "	Owe their estates unto him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	My lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	They have all been touch'd and found base metal, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	They have au denied him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEMPRONIUS	How! have they denied him?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Has Ventidius and Lucullus denied him?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And does he send to me? Three? hum!" & @CRLF & _
                "	It shows but little love or judgment in him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must I be his last refuge! His friends, like" & @CRLF & _
                "	physicians," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thrive, give him over: must I take the cure upon me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Has much disgraced me in't; I'm angry at him," & @CRLF & _
                "	That might have known my place: I see no sense for't," & @CRLF & _
                "	But his occasion might have woo'd me first;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, in my conscience, I was the first man" & @CRLF & _
                "	That e'er received gift from him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And does he think so backwardly of me now," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I'll requite its last? No:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So it may prove an argument of laughter" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the rest, and 'mongst lords I be thought a fool." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'ld rather than the worth of thrice the sum," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had sent to me first, but for my mind's sake;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'd such a courage to do him good. But now return," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with their faint reply this answer join;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who bates mine honour shall not know my coin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Excellent! Your lordship's a goodly villain. The" & @CRLF & _
                "	devil knew not what he did when he made man" & @CRLF & _
                "	politic; he crossed himself by 't: and I cannot" & @CRLF & _
                "	think but, in the end, the villainies of man will" & @CRLF & _
                "	set him clear. How fairly this lord strives to" & @CRLF & _
                "	appear foul! takes virtuous copies to be wicked," & @CRLF & _
                "	like those that under hot ardent zeal would set" & @CRLF & _
                "	whole realms on fire: Of such a nature is his" & @CRLF & _
                "	politic love." & @CRLF & _
                "	This was my lord's best hope; now all are fled," & @CRLF & _
                "	Save only the gods: now his friends are dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doors, that were ne'er acquainted with their wards" & @CRLF & _
                "	Many a bounteous year must be employ'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now to guard sure their master." & @CRLF & _
                "	And this is all a liberal course allows;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who cannot keep his wealth must keep his house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TIMON OF ATHENS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	The same. A hall in Timon's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two Servants of Varro, and the Servant of" & @CRLF & _
                "	LUCIUS, meeting TITUS, HORTENSIUS, and other" & @CRLF & _
                "	Servants of TIMON's creditors, waiting his coming out]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Varro's" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	Well met; good morrow, Titus and Hortensius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS	The like to you kind Varro." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIUS	Lucius!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, do we meet together?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lucilius' Servant	Ay, and I think" & @CRLF & _
                "	One business does command us all; for mine Is money." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS	So is theirs and ours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PHILOTUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lucilius' Servant	And Sir Philotus too!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILOTUS	Good day at once." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lucilius' Servant	                  Welcome, good brother." & @CRLF & _
                "	What do you think the hour?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILOTUS	Labouring for nine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lucilius' Servant	So much?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILOTUS	Is not my lord seen yet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lucilius' Servant	Not yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILOTUS	I wonder on't; he was wont to shine at seven." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lucilius' Servant	Ay, but the days are wax'd shorter with him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You must consider that a prodigal course" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is like the sun's; but not, like his, recoverable." & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear 'tis deepest winter in Lord Timon's purse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That is one may reach deep enough, and yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Find little." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILOTUS	I am of your fear for that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS	I'll show you how to observe a strange event." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your lord sends now for money." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIUS	Most true, he does." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS	And he wears jewels now of Timon's gift," & @CRLF & _
                "	For which I wait for money." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIUS	It is against my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lucilius' Servant	Mark, how strange it shows," & @CRLF & _
                "	Timon in this should pay more than he owes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And e'en as if your lord should wear rich jewels," & @CRLF & _
                "	And send for money for 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIUS	I'm weary of this charge, the gods can witness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know my lord hath spent of Timon's wealth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And now ingratitude makes it worse than stealth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Varro's" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	Yes, mine's three thousand crowns: what's yours?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lucilius' Servant	Five thousand mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Varro's" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	'Tis much deep: and it should seem by the sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your master's confidence was above mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Else, surely, his had equall'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Enter FLAMINIUS." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS	One of Lord Timon's men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lucilius' Servant	Flaminius! Sir, a word: pray, is my lord ready to" & @CRLF & _
                "	come forth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAMINIUS	No, indeed, he is not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS	We attend his lordship; pray, signify so much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAMINIUS	I need not tell him that; he knows you are too diligent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FLAVIUS in a cloak, muffled]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lucilius' Servant	Ha! is not that his steward muffled so?" & @CRLF & _
                "	He goes away in a cloud: call him, call him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS	Do you hear, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Varro's" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servant	By your leave, sir,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	What do ye ask of me, my friend?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS	We wait for certain money here, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	Ay," & @CRLF & _
                "	If money were as certain as your waiting," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twere sure enough." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why then preferr'd you not your sums and bills," & @CRLF & _
                "	When your false masters eat of my lord's meat?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then they could smile and fawn upon his debts" & @CRLF & _
                "	And take down the interest into their" & @CRLF & _
                "	gluttonous maws." & @CRLF & _
                "	You do yourselves but wrong to stir me up;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me pass quietly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Believe 't, my lord and I have made an end;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have no more to reckon, he to spend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lucilius' Servant	Ay, but this answer will not serve." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	If 'twill not serve,'tis not so base as you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For you serve knaves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Varro's" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	How! what does his cashiered worship mutter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Varro's" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servant	No matter what; he's poor, and that's revenge" & @CRLF & _
                "	enough. Who can speak broader than he that has no" & @CRLF & _
                "	house to put his head in? such may rail against" & @CRLF & _
                "	great buildings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SERVILIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS	O, here's Servilius; now we shall know some answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SERVILIUS	If I might beseech you, gentlemen, to repair some" & @CRLF & _
                "	other hour, I should derive much from't; for," & @CRLF & _
                "	take't of my soul, my lord leans wondrously to" & @CRLF & _
                "	discontent: his comfortable temper has forsook him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	he's much out of health, and keeps his chamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lucilius' Servant: Many do keep their chambers are not sick:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, if it be so far beyond his health," & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks he should the sooner pay his debts," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make a clear way to the gods." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SERVILIUS	Good gods!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS	We cannot take this for answer, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAMINIUS	[Within]  Servilius, help! My lord! my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TIMON, in a rage, FLAMINIUS following]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	What, are my doors opposed against my passage?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I been ever free, and must my house" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be my retentive enemy, my gaol?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The place which I have feasted, does it now," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like all mankind, show me an iron heart?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lucilius' Servant	Put in now, Titus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS	My lord, here is my bill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lucilius' Servant	Here's mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIUS	And mine, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Both" & @CRLF & _
                "Varro's Servants	And ours, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHILOTUS	All our bills." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Knock me down with 'em: cleave me to the girdle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lucilius' Servant	Alas, my lord,-" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Cut my heart in sums." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS	Mine, fifty talents." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Tell out my blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lucilius' Servant	Five thousand crowns, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Five thousand drops pays that." & @CRLF & _
                "	What yours?--and yours?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Varro's" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	My lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Varro's" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servant	My lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Tear me, take me, and the gods fall upon you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HORTENSIUS	'Faith, I perceive our masters may throw their caps" & @CRLF & _
                "	at their money: these debts may well be called" & @CRLF & _
                "	desperate ones, for a madman owes 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter TIMON and FLAVIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	They have e'en put my breath from me, the slaves." & @CRLF & _
                "	Creditors? devils!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	My dear lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	What if it should be so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	My lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	I'll have it so. My steward!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	Here, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	So fitly? Go, bid all my friends again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lucius, Lucullus, and Sempronius:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All, sirrah, all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll once more feast the rascals." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	O my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	You only speak from your distracted soul;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is not so much left, to furnish out" & @CRLF & _
                "	A moderate table." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	                  Be't not in thy care; go," & @CRLF & _
                "	I charge thee, invite them all: let in the tide" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of knaves once more; my cook and I'll provide." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TIMON OF ATHENS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	The same. The senate-house. The Senate sitting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	My lord, you have my voice to it; the fault's" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bloody; 'tis necessary he should die:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing emboldens sin so much as mercy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	Most true; the law shall bruise him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ALCIBIADES, with Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	Honour, health, and compassion to the senate!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Now, captain?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	I am an humble suitor to your virtues;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For pity is the virtue of the law," & @CRLF & _
                "	And none but tyrants use it cruelly." & @CRLF & _
                "	It pleases time and fortune to lie heavy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a friend of mine, who, in hot blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath stepp'd into the law, which is past depth" & @CRLF & _
                "	To those that, without heed, do plunge into 't." & @CRLF & _
                "	He is a man, setting his fate aside," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of comely virtues:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor did he soil the fact with cowardice--" & @CRLF & _
                "	An honour in him which buys out his fault--" & @CRLF & _
                "	But with a noble fury and fair spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seeing his reputation touch'd to death," & @CRLF & _
                "	He did oppose his foe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with such sober and unnoted passion" & @CRLF & _
                "	He did behave his anger, ere 'twas spent," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if he had but proved an argument." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	You undergo too strict a paradox," & @CRLF & _
                "	Striving to make an ugly deed look fair:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your words have took such pains as if they labour'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bring manslaughter into form and set quarrelling" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the head of valour; which indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is valour misbegot and came into the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	When sects and factions were newly born:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He's truly valiant that can wisely suffer" & @CRLF & _
                "	The worst that man can breathe, and make his wrongs" & @CRLF & _
                "	His outsides, to wear them like his raiment," & @CRLF & _
                "	carelessly," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ne'er prefer his injuries to his heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bring it into danger." & @CRLF & _
                "	If wrongs be evils and enforce us kill," & @CRLF & _
                "	What folly 'tis to hazard life for ill!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	My lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	       You cannot make gross sins look clear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To revenge is no valour, but to bear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	My lords, then, under favour, pardon me," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I speak like a captain." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why do fond men expose themselves to battle," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not endure all threats? sleep upon't," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let the foes quietly cut their throats," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without repugnancy? If there be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such valour in the bearing, what make we" & @CRLF & _
                "	Abroad? why then, women are more valiant" & @CRLF & _
                "	That stay at home, if bearing carry it," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the ass more captain than the lion, the felon" & @CRLF & _
                "	Loaden with irons wiser than the judge," & @CRLF & _
                "	If wisdom be in suffering. O my lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	As you are great, be pitifully good:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who cannot condemn rashness in cold blood?" & @CRLF & _
                "	To kill, I grant, is sin's extremest gust;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, in defence, by mercy, 'tis most just." & @CRLF & _
                "	To be in anger is impiety;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But who is man that is not angry?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Weigh but the crime with this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	You breathe in vain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	In vain! his service done" & @CRLF & _
                "	At Lacedaemon and Byzantium" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were a sufficient briber for his life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	What's that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	I say, my lords, he has done fair service," & @CRLF & _
                "	And slain in fight many of your enemies:" & @CRLF & _
                "	How full of valour did he bear himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the last conflict, and made plenteous wounds!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	He has made too much plenty with 'em;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He's a sworn rioter: he has a sin that often" & @CRLF & _
                "	Drowns him, and takes his valour prisoner:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If there were no foes, that were enough" & @CRLF & _
                "	To overcome him: in that beastly fury" & @CRLF & _
                "	He has been known to commit outrages," & @CRLF & _
                "	And cherish factions: 'tis inferr'd to us," & @CRLF & _
                "	His days are foul and his drink dangerous." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	He dies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	Hard fate! he might have died in war." & @CRLF & _
                "	My lords, if not for any parts in him--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though his right arm might purchase his own time" & @CRLF & _
                "	And be in debt to none--yet, more to move you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Take my deserts to his, and join 'em both:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for I know your reverend ages love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Security, I'll pawn my victories, all" & @CRLF & _
                "	My honours to you, upon his good returns." & @CRLF & _
                "	If by this crime he owes the law his life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, let the war receive 't in valiant gore" & @CRLF & _
                "	For law is strict, and war is nothing more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	We are for law: he dies; urge it no more," & @CRLF & _
                "	On height of our displeasure: friend or brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	He forfeits his own blood that spills another." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	Must it be so? it must not be. My lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do beseech you, know me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	How!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	Call me to your remembrances." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Senator	What!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	I cannot think but your age has forgot me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It could not else be, I should prove so base," & @CRLF & _
                "	To sue, and be denied such common grace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My wounds ache at you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Do you dare our anger?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis in few words, but spacious in effect;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We banish thee for ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	Banish me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Banish your dotage; banish usury," & @CRLF & _
                "	That makes the senate ugly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	If, after two days' shine, Athens contain thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Attend our weightier judgment. And, not to swell" & @CRLF & _
                "	our spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall be executed presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Senators]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	Now the gods keep you old enough; that you may live" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only in bone, that none may look on you!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'm worse than mad: I have kept back their foes," & @CRLF & _
                "	While they have told their money and let out" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their coin upon large interest, I myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rich only in large hurts. All those for this?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is this the balsam that the usuring senate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pours into captains' wounds? Banishment!" & @CRLF & _
                "	It comes not ill; I hate not to be banish'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a cause worthy my spleen and fury," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I may strike at Athens. I'll cheer up" & @CRLF & _
                "	My discontented troops, and lay for hearts." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis honour with most lands to be at odds;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Soldiers should brook as little wrongs as gods." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TIMON OF ATHENS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	The same. A banqueting-room in Timon's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music. Tables set out: Servants attending." & @CRLF & _
                "	Enter divers Lords, Senators and others, at" & @CRLF & _
                "	several doors]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	The good time of day to you, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	I also wish it to you. I think this honourable lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	did but try us this other day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Upon that were my thoughts tiring, when we" & @CRLF & _
                "	encountered: I hope it is not so low with him as" & @CRLF & _
                "	he made it seem in the trial of his several friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	It should not be, by the persuasion of his new feasting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	I should think so: he hath sent me an earnest" & @CRLF & _
                "	inviting, which many my near occasions did urge me" & @CRLF & _
                "	to put off; but he hath conjured me beyond them, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must needs appear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	In like manner was I in debt to my importunate" & @CRLF & _
                "	business, but he would not hear my excuse. I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	sorry, when he sent to borrow of me, that my" & @CRLF & _
                "	provision was out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	I am sick of that grief too, as I understand how all" & @CRLF & _
                "	things go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Every man here's so. What would he have borrowed of" & @CRLF & _
                "	you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	A thousand pieces." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	A thousand pieces!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	What of you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	He sent to me, sir,--Here he comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TIMON and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	With all my heart, gentlemen both; and how fare you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Ever at the best, hearing well of your lordship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	The swallow follows not summer more willing than we" & @CRLF & _
                "	your lordship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	[Aside]  Nor more willingly leaves winter; such" & @CRLF & _
                "	summer-birds are men. Gentlemen, our dinner will not" & @CRLF & _
                "	recompense this long stay: feast your ears with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	music awhile, if they will fare so harshly o' the" & @CRLF & _
                "	trumpet's sound; we shall to 't presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	I hope it remains not unkindly with your lordship" & @CRLF & _
                "	that I returned you an empty messenger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	O, sir, let it not trouble you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	My noble lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Ah, my good friend, what cheer?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	My most honourable lord, I am e'en sick of shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	that, when your lordship this other day sent to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	I was so unfortunate a beggar." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Think not on 't, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	If you had sent but two hours before,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Let it not cumber your better remembrance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The banquet brought in]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, bring in all together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	All covered dishes!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Royal cheer, I warrant you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Lord	Doubt not that, if money and the season can yield" & @CRLF & _
                "	it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	How do you? What's the news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Lord	Alcibiades is banished: hear you of it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  Alcibiades banished!" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Lord	'Tis so, be sure of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	How! how!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	I pray you, upon what?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	My worthy friends, will you draw near?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Lord	I'll tell you more anon. Here's a noble feast toward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	This is the old man still." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Lord	Will 't hold? will 't hold?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	It does: but time will--and so--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Lord	I do conceive." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Each man to his stool, with that spur as he would to" & @CRLF & _
                "	the lip of his mistress: your diet shall be in all" & @CRLF & _
                "	places alike. Make not a city feast of it, to let" & @CRLF & _
                "	the meat cool ere we can agree upon the first place:" & @CRLF & _
                "	sit, sit. The gods require our thanks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You great benefactors, sprinkle our society with" & @CRLF & _
                "	thankfulness. For your own gifts, make yourselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	praised: but reserve still to give, lest your" & @CRLF & _
                "	deities be despised. Lend to each man enough, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	one need not lend to another; for, were your" & @CRLF & _
                "	godheads to borrow of men, men would forsake the" & @CRLF & _
                "	gods. Make the meat be beloved more than the man" & @CRLF & _
                "	that gives it. Let no assembly of twenty be without" & @CRLF & _
                "	a score of villains: if there sit twelve women at" & @CRLF & _
                "	the table, let a dozen of them be--as they are. The" & @CRLF & _
                "	rest of your fees, O gods--the senators of Athens," & @CRLF & _
                "	together with the common lag of people--what is" & @CRLF & _
                "	amiss in them, you gods, make suitable for" & @CRLF & _
                "	destruction. For these my present friends, as they" & @CRLF & _
                "	are to me nothing, so in nothing bless them, and to" & @CRLF & _
                "	nothing are they welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Uncover, dogs, and lap." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The dishes are uncovered and seen to be full of" & @CRLF & _
                "	warm water]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Some Speak	What does his lordship mean?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Some Others	I know not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	May you a better feast never behold," & @CRLF & _
                "	You knot of mouth-friends I smoke and lukewarm water" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is your perfection. This is Timon's last;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, stuck and spangled with your flatteries," & @CRLF & _
                "	Washes it off, and sprinkles in your faces" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your reeking villany." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Throwing the water in their faces]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		Live loathed and long," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most smiling, smooth, detested parasites," & @CRLF & _
                "	Courteous destroyers, affable wolves, meek bears," & @CRLF & _
                "	You fools of fortune, trencher-friends, time's flies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cap and knee slaves, vapours, and minute-jacks!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of man and beast the infinite malady" & @CRLF & _
                "	Crust you quite o'er! What, dost thou go?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Soft! take thy physic first--thou too--and thou;--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stay, I will lend thee money, borrow none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Throws the dishes at them, and drives them out]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, all in motion? Henceforth be no feast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereat a villain's not a welcome guest." & @CRLF & _
                "	Burn, house! sink, Athens! henceforth hated be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Timon man and all humanity!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter the Lords, Senators, &c]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	How now, my lords!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Know you the quality of Lord Timon's fury?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Lord	Push! did you see my cap?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Lord	I have lost my gown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	He's but a mad lord, and nought but humour sways him." & @CRLF & _
                "	He gave me a jewel th' other day, and now he has" & @CRLF & _
                "	beat it out of my hat: did you see my jewel?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Lord	Did you see my cap?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Here 'tis." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Lord	Here lies my gown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Let's make no stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lord	Lord Timon's mad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Lord	I feel 't upon my bones." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fourth Lord	One day he gives us diamonds, next day stones." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TIMON OF ATHENS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Without the walls of Athens." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TIMON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Let me look back upon thee. O thou wall," & @CRLF & _
                "	That girdlest in those wolves, dive in the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fence not Athens! Matrons, turn incontinent!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Obedience fail in children! slaves and fools," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pluck the grave wrinkled senate from the bench," & @CRLF & _
                "	And minister in their steads! to general filths" & @CRLF & _
                "	Convert o' the instant, green virginity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do 't in your parents' eyes! bankrupts, hold fast;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rather than render back, out with your knives," & @CRLF & _
                "	And cut your trusters' throats! bound servants, steal!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Large-handed robbers your grave masters are," & @CRLF & _
                "	And pill by law. Maid, to thy master's bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy mistress is o' the brothel! Son of sixteen," & @CRLF & _
                "	pluck the lined crutch from thy old limping sire," & @CRLF & _
                "	With it beat out his brains! Piety, and fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Religion to the gods, peace, justice, truth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Domestic awe, night-rest, and neighbourhood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Instruction, manners, mysteries, and trades," & @CRLF & _
                "	Degrees, observances, customs, and laws," & @CRLF & _
                "	Decline to your confounding contraries," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let confusion live! Plagues, incident to men," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your potent and infectious fevers heap" & @CRLF & _
                "	On Athens, ripe for stroke! Thou cold sciatica," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cripple our senators, that their limbs may halt" & @CRLF & _
                "	As lamely as their manners. Lust and liberty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Creep in the minds and marrows of our youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	That 'gainst the stream of virtue they may strive," & @CRLF & _
                "	And drown themselves in riot! Itches, blains," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sow all the Athenian bosoms; and their crop" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be general leprosy! Breath infect breath," & @CRLF & _
                "	at their society, as their friendship, may" & @CRLF & _
                "	merely poison! Nothing I'll bear from thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	But nakedness, thou detestable town!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take thou that too, with multiplying bans!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Timon will to the woods; where he shall find" & @CRLF & _
                "	The unkindest beast more kinder than mankind." & @CRLF & _
                "	The gods confound--hear me, you good gods all--" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Athenians both within and out that wall!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And grant, as Timon grows, his hate may grow" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the whole race of mankind, high and low! Amen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TIMON OF ATHENS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Athens. A room in Timon's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FLAVIUS, with two or three Servants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	Hear you, master steward, where's our master?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are we undone? cast off? nothing remaining?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	Alack, my fellows, what should I say to you?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me be recorded by the righteous gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am as poor as you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	Such a house broke!" & @CRLF & _
                "	So noble a master fall'n! All gone! and not" & @CRLF & _
                "	One friend to take his fortune by the arm," & @CRLF & _
                "	And go along with him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servant	As we do turn our backs" & @CRLF & _
                "	From our companion thrown into his grave," & @CRLF & _
                "	So his familiars to his buried fortunes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Slink all away, leave their false vows with him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like empty purses pick'd; and his poor self," & @CRLF & _
                "	A dedicated beggar to the air," & @CRLF & _
                "	With his disease of all-shunn'd poverty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Walks, like contempt, alone. More of our fellows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter other Servants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	All broken implements of a ruin'd house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Servant	Yet do our hearts wear Timon's livery;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That see I by our faces; we are fellows still," & @CRLF & _
                "	Serving alike in sorrow: leak'd is our bark," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we, poor mates, stand on the dying deck," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hearing the surges threat: we must all part" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into this sea of air." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	Good fellows all," & @CRLF & _
                "	The latest of my wealth I'll share amongst you." & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherever we shall meet, for Timon's sake," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's yet be fellows; let's shake our heads, and say," & @CRLF & _
                "	As 'twere a knell unto our master's fortunes," & @CRLF & _
                "	'We have seen better days.' Let each take some;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, put out all your hands. Not one word more:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus part we rich in sorrow, parting poor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Servants embrace, and part several ways]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, the fierce wretchedness that glory brings us!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who would not wish to be from wealth exempt," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since riches point to misery and contempt?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who would be so mock'd with glory? or to live" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in a dream of friendship?" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have his pomp and all what state compounds" & @CRLF & _
                "	But only painted, like his varnish'd friends?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor honest lord, brought low by his own heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Undone by goodness! Strange, unusual blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	When man's worst sin is, he does too much good!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, then, dares to be half so kind again?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For bounty, that makes gods, does still mar men." & @CRLF & _
                "	My dearest lord, bless'd, to be most accursed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rich, only to be wretched, thy great fortunes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are made thy chief afflictions. Alas, kind lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "	He's flung in rage from this ingrateful seat" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of monstrous friends, nor has he with him to" & @CRLF & _
                "	Supply his life, or that which can command it." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll follow and inquire him out:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll ever serve his mind with my best will;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst I have gold, I'll be his steward still." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TIMON OF ATHENS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Woods and cave, near the seashore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TIMON, from the cave]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O blessed breeding sun, draw from the earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rotten humidity; below thy sister's orb" & @CRLF & _
                "	Infect the air! Twinn'd brothers of one womb," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose procreation, residence, and birth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Scarce is dividant, touch them with several fortunes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The greater scorns the lesser: not nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom all sores lay siege, can bear great fortune," & @CRLF & _
                "	But by contempt of nature." & @CRLF & _
                "	Raise me this beggar, and deny 't that lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The senator shall bear contempt hereditary," & @CRLF & _
                "	The beggar native honour." & @CRLF & _
                "	It is the pasture lards the rother's sides," & @CRLF & _
                "	The want that makes him lean. Who dares, who dares," & @CRLF & _
                "	In purity of manhood stand upright," & @CRLF & _
                "	And say 'This man's a flatterer?' if one be," & @CRLF & _
                "	So are they all; for every grise of fortune" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is smooth'd by that below: the learned pate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ducks to the golden fool: all is oblique;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's nothing level in our cursed natures," & @CRLF & _
                "	But direct villany. Therefore, be abhorr'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	All feasts, societies, and throngs of men!" & @CRLF & _
                "	His semblable, yea, himself, Timon disdains:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Destruction fang mankind! Earth, yield me roots!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Digging]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who seeks for better of thee, sauce his palate" & @CRLF & _
                "	With thy most operant poison! What is here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gold? yellow, glittering, precious gold? No, gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am no idle votarist: roots, you clear heavens!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus much of this will make black white, foul fair," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wrong right, base noble, old young, coward valiant." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ha, you gods! why this? what this, you gods? Why, this" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will lug your priests and servants from your sides," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pluck stout men's pillows from below their heads:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This yellow slave" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will knit and break religions, bless the accursed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make the hoar leprosy adored, place thieves" & @CRLF & _
                "	And give them title, knee and approbation" & @CRLF & _
                "	With senators on the bench: this is it" & @CRLF & _
                "	That makes the wappen'd widow wed again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She, whom the spital-house and ulcerous sores" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would cast the gorge at, this embalms and spices" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the April day again. Come, damned earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou common whore of mankind, that put'st odds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Among the route of nations, I will make thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do thy right nature." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[March afar off]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		Ha! a drum? Thou'rt quick," & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet I'll bury thee: thou'lt go, strong thief," & @CRLF & _
                "	When gouty keepers of thee cannot stand." & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, stay thou out for earnest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Keeping some gold]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ALCIBIADES, with drum and fife, in" & @CRLF & _
                "	warlike manner; PHRYNIA and TIMANDRA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	What art thou there? speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	A beast, as thou art. The canker gnaw thy heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	For showing me again the eyes of man!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	What is thy name? Is man so hateful to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	That art thyself a man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	I am Misanthropos, and hate mankind." & @CRLF & _
                "	For thy part, I do wish thou wert a dog," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I might love thee something." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	I know thee well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in thy fortunes am unlearn'd and strange." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	I know thee too; and more than that I know thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	I not desire to know. Follow thy drum;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With man's blood paint the ground, gules, gules:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Religious canons, civil laws are cruel;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then what should war be? This fell whore of thine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath in her more destruction than thy sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	For all her cherubim look." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHRYNIA	Thy lips rot off!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	I will not kiss thee; then the rot returns" & @CRLF & _
                "	To thine own lips again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	How came the noble Timon to this change?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	As the moon does, by wanting light to give:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But then renew I could not, like the moon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There were no suns to borrow of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	Noble Timon," & @CRLF & _
                "	What friendship may I do thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	None, but to" & @CRLF & _
                "	Maintain my opinion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	What is it, Timon?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Promise me friendship, but perform none: if thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	wilt not promise, the gods plague thee, for thou art" & @CRLF & _
                "	a man! if thou dost perform, confound thee, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou art a man!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	I have heard in some sort of thy miseries." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Thou saw'st them, when I had prosperity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	I see them now; then was a blessed time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	As thine is now, held with a brace of harlots." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMANDRA	Is this the Athenian minion, whom the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Voiced so regardfully?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Art thou Timandra?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMANDRA	Yes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Be a whore still: they love thee not that use thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give them diseases, leaving with thee their lust." & @CRLF & _
                "	Make use of thy salt hours: season the slaves" & @CRLF & _
                "	For tubs and baths; bring down rose-cheeked youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the tub-fast and the diet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMANDRA	Hang thee, monster!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	Pardon him, sweet Timandra; for his wits" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are drown'd and lost in his calamities." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have but little gold of late, brave Timon," & @CRLF & _
                "	The want whereof doth daily make revolt" & @CRLF & _
                "	In my penurious band: I have heard, and grieved," & @CRLF & _
                "	How cursed Athens, mindless of thy worth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forgetting thy great deeds, when neighbour states," & @CRLF & _
                "	But for thy sword and fortune, trod upon them,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	I prithee, beat thy drum, and get thee gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	I am thy friend, and pity thee, dear Timon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	How dost thou pity him whom thou dost trouble?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I had rather be alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	Why, fare thee well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is some gold for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Keep it, I cannot eat it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	When I have laid proud Athens on a heap,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Warr'st thou 'gainst Athens?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	Ay, Timon, and have cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	The gods confound them all in thy conquest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thee after, when thou hast conquer'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	Why me, Timon?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	                  That, by killing of villains," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wast born to conquer my country." & @CRLF & _
                "	Put up thy gold: go on,--here's gold,--go on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be as a planetary plague, when Jove" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will o'er some high-viced city hang his poison" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the sick air: let not thy sword skip one:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pity not honour'd age for his white beard;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is an usurer: strike me the counterfeit matron;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is her habit only that is honest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Herself's a bawd: let not the virgin's cheek" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make soft thy trenchant sword; for those milk-paps," & @CRLF & _
                "	That through the window-bars bore at men's eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are not within the leaf of pity writ," & @CRLF & _
                "	But set them down horrible traitors: spare not the babe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose dimpled smiles from fools exhaust their mercy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think it a bastard, whom the oracle" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath doubtfully pronounced thy throat shall cut," & @CRLF & _
                "	And mince it sans remorse: swear against objects;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put armour on thine ears and on thine eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose proof, nor yells of mothers, maids, nor babes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor sight of priests in holy vestments bleeding," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall pierce a jot. There's gold to pay soldiers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make large confusion; and, thy fury spent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Confounded be thyself! Speak not, be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	Hast thou gold yet? I'll take the gold thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	givest me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not all thy counsel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Dost thou, or dost thou not, heaven's curse" & @CRLF & _
                "	upon thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHRYNIA	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  Give us some gold, good Timon: hast thou more?" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMANDRA	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Enough to make a whore forswear her trade," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to make whores, a bawd. Hold up, you sluts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your aprons mountant: you are not oathable," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although, I know, you 'll swear, terribly swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into strong shudders and to heavenly agues" & @CRLF & _
                "	The immortal gods that hear you,--spare your oaths," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll trust to your conditions: be whores still;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he whose pious breath seeks to convert you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be strong in whore, allure him, burn him up;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let your close fire predominate his smoke," & @CRLF & _
                "	And be no turncoats: yet may your pains, six months," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be quite contrary: and thatch your poor thin roofs" & @CRLF & _
                "	With burthens of the dead;--some that were hang'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	No matter:--wear them, betray with them: whore still;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Paint till a horse may mire upon your face," & @CRLF & _
                "	A pox of wrinkles!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHRYNIA	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  Well, more gold: what then?" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMANDRA	|   Believe't, that we'll do any thing for gold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Consumptions sow" & @CRLF & _
                "	In hollow bones of man; strike their sharp shins," & @CRLF & _
                "	And mar men's spurring. Crack the lawyer's voice," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he may never more false title plead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor sound his quillets shrilly: hoar the flamen," & @CRLF & _
                "	That scolds against the quality of flesh," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not believes himself: down with the nose," & @CRLF & _
                "	Down with it flat; take the bridge quite away" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of him that, his particular to foresee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Smells from the general weal: make curl'd-pate" & @CRLF & _
                "	ruffians bald;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let the unscarr'd braggarts of the war" & @CRLF & _
                "	Derive some pain from you: plague all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That your activity may defeat and quell" & @CRLF & _
                "	The source of all erection. There's more gold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you damn others, and let this damn you," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ditches grave you all!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PHRYNIA	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  More counsel with more money, bounteous Timon." & @CRLF & _
                "TIMANDRA	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	More whore, more mischief first; I have given you earnest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	Strike up the drum towards Athens! Farewell, Timon:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I thrive well, I'll visit thee again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	If I hope well, I'll never see thee more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	I never did thee harm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Yes, thou spokest well of me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	Call'st thou that harm?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Men daily find it. Get thee away, and take" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy beagles with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	We but offend him. Strike!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drum beats. Exeunt ALCIBIADES, PHRYNIA," & @CRLF & _
                "	and TIMANDRA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	That nature, being sick of man's unkindness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should yet be hungry! Common mother, thou," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Digging]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose womb unmeasurable, and infinite breast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Teems, and feeds all; whose self-same mettle," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereof thy proud child, arrogant man, is puff'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Engenders the black toad and adder blue," & @CRLF & _
                "	The gilded newt and eyeless venom'd worm," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all the abhorred births below crisp heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereon Hyperion's quickening fire doth shine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yield him, who all thy human sons doth hate," & @CRLF & _
                "	From forth thy plenteous bosom, one poor root!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ensear thy fertile and conceptious womb," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let it no more bring out ingrateful man!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go great with tigers, dragons, wolves, and bears;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Teem with new monsters, whom thy upward face" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath to the marbled mansion all above" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never presented!--O, a root,--dear thanks!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dry up thy marrows, vines, and plough-torn leas;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereof ungrateful man, with liquorish draughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	And morsels unctuous, greases his pure mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	That from it all consideration slips!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter APEMANTUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	More man? plague, plague!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	I was directed hither: men report" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou dost affect my manners, and dost use them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	'Tis, then, because thou dost not keep a dog," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom I would imitate: consumption catch thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	This is in thee a nature but infected;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A poor unmanly melancholy sprung" & @CRLF & _
                "	From change of fortune. Why this spade? this place?" & @CRLF & _
                "	This slave-like habit? and these looks of care?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy flatterers yet wear silk, drink wine, lie soft;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hug their diseased perfumes, and have forgot" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever Timon was. Shame not these woods," & @CRLF & _
                "	By putting on the cunning of a carper." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be thou a flatterer now, and seek to thrive" & @CRLF & _
                "	By that which has undone thee: hinge thy knee," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let his very breath, whom thou'lt observe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Blow off thy cap; praise his most vicious strain," & @CRLF & _
                "	And call it excellent: thou wast told thus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou gavest thine ears like tapsters that bid welcome" & @CRLF & _
                "	To knaves and all approachers: 'tis most just" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou turn rascal; hadst thou wealth again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rascals should have 't. Do not assume my likeness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Were I like thee, I'ld throw away myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Thou hast cast away thyself, being like thyself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A madman so long, now a fool. What, think'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	That the bleak air, thy boisterous chamberlain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will put thy shirt on warm? will these moss'd trees," & @CRLF & _
                "	That have outlived the eagle, page thy heels," & @CRLF & _
                "	And skip where thou point'st out? will the" & @CRLF & _
                "	cold brook," & @CRLF & _
                "	Candied with ice, caudle thy morning taste," & @CRLF & _
                "	To cure thy o'er-night's surfeit? Call the creatures" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose naked natures live in an the spite" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of wreakful heaven, whose bare unhoused trunks," & @CRLF & _
                "	To the conflicting elements exposed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Answer mere nature; bid them flatter thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, thou shalt find--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	A fool of thee: depart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	I love thee better now than e'er I did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	I hate thee worse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	                  Why?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Thou flatter'st misery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	I flatter not; but say thou art a caitiff." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Why dost thou seek me out?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	To vex thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Always a villain's office or a fool's." & @CRLF & _
                "	Dost please thyself in't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Ay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	What! a knave too?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	If thou didst put this sour-cold habit on" & @CRLF & _
                "	To castigate thy pride, 'twere well: but thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dost it enforcedly; thou'ldst courtier be again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wert thou not beggar. Willing misery" & @CRLF & _
                "	Outlives encertain pomp, is crown'd before:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The one is filling still, never complete;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The other, at high wish: best state, contentless," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath a distracted and most wretched being," & @CRLF & _
                "	Worse than the worst, content." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shouldst desire to die, being miserable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Not by his breath that is more miserable." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art a slave, whom Fortune's tender arm" & @CRLF & _
                "	With favour never clasp'd; but bred a dog." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hadst thou, like us from our first swath, proceeded" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sweet degrees that this brief world affords" & @CRLF & _
                "	To such as may the passive drugs of it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Freely command, thou wouldst have plunged thyself" & @CRLF & _
                "	In general riot; melted down thy youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	In different beds of lust; and never learn'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The icy precepts of respect, but follow'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sugar'd game before thee. But myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who had the world as my confectionary," & @CRLF & _
                "	The mouths, the tongues, the eyes and hearts of men" & @CRLF & _
                "	At duty, more than I could frame employment," & @CRLF & _
                "	That numberless upon me stuck as leaves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do on the oak, hive with one winter's brush" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fell from their boughs and left me open, bare" & @CRLF & _
                "	For every storm that blows: I, to bear this," & @CRLF & _
                "	That never knew but better, is some burden:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy nature did commence in sufferance, time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath made thee hard in't. Why shouldst thou hate men?" & @CRLF & _
                "	They never flatter'd thee: what hast thou given?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou wilt curse, thy father, that poor rag," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must be thy subject, who in spite put stuff" & @CRLF & _
                "	To some she beggar and compounded thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor rogue hereditary. Hence, be gone!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou hadst not been born the worst of men," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hadst been a knave and flatterer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Art thou proud yet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Ay, that I am not thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	I, that I was" & @CRLF & _
                "	No prodigal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	                  I, that I am one now:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were all the wealth I have shut up in thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'ld give thee leave to hang it. Get thee gone." & @CRLF & _
                "	That the whole life of Athens were in this!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus would I eat it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Eating a root]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Here; I will mend thy feast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Offering him a root]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	First mend my company, take away thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	So I shall mend mine own, by the lack of thine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	'Tis not well mended so, it is but botch'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	if not, I would it were." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	What wouldst thou have to Athens?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Thee thither in a whirlwind. If thou wilt," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell them there I have gold; look, so I have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Here is no use for gold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	The best and truest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For here it sleeps, and does no hired harm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Where liest o' nights, Timon?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Under that's above me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where feed'st thou o' days, Apemantus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Where my stomach finds meat; or, rather, where I eat" & @CRLF & _
                "	it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Would poison were obedient and knew my mind!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Where wouldst thou send it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	To sauce thy dishes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	The middle of humanity thou never knewest, but the" & @CRLF & _
                "	extremity of both ends: when thou wast in thy gilt" & @CRLF & _
                "	and thy perfume, they mocked thee for too much" & @CRLF & _
                "	curiosity; in thy rags thou knowest none, but art" & @CRLF & _
                "	despised for the contrary. There's a medlar for" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee, eat it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	On what I hate I feed not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Dost hate a medlar?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Ay, though it look like thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	An thou hadst hated meddlers sooner, thou shouldst" & @CRLF & _
                "	have loved thyself better now. What man didst thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	ever know unthrift that was beloved after his means?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Who, without those means thou talkest of, didst thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	ever know beloved?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	I understand thee; thou hadst some means to keep a" & @CRLF & _
                "	dog." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	What things in the world canst thou nearest compare" & @CRLF & _
                "	to thy flatterers?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Women nearest; but men, men are the things" & @CRLF & _
                "	themselves. What wouldst thou do with the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Apemantus, if it lay in thy power?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Give it the beasts, to be rid of the men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Wouldst thou have thyself fall in the confusion of" & @CRLF & _
                "	men, and remain a beast with the beasts?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Ay, Timon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	A beastly ambition, which the gods grant thee t'" & @CRLF & _
                "	attain to! If thou wert the lion, the fox would" & @CRLF & _
                "	beguile thee; if thou wert the lamb, the fox would" & @CRLF & _
                "	eat three: if thou wert the fox, the lion would" & @CRLF & _
                "	suspect thee, when peradventure thou wert accused by" & @CRLF & _
                "	the ass: if thou wert the ass, thy dulness would" & @CRLF & _
                "	torment thee, and still thou livedst but as a" & @CRLF & _
                "	breakfast to the wolf: if thou wert the wolf, thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	greediness would afflict thee, and oft thou shouldst" & @CRLF & _
                "	hazard thy life for thy dinner: wert thou the" & @CRLF & _
                "	unicorn, pride and wrath would confound thee and" & @CRLF & _
                "	make thine own self the conquest of thy fury: wert" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou a bear, thou wouldst be killed by the horse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	wert thou a horse, thou wouldst be seized by the" & @CRLF & _
                "	leopard: wert thou a leopard, thou wert german to" & @CRLF & _
                "	the lion and the spots of thy kindred were jurors on" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy life: all thy safety were remotion and thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	defence absence. What beast couldst thou be, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	were not subject to a beast? and what a beast art" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou already, that seest not thy loss in" & @CRLF & _
                "	transformation!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	If thou couldst please me with speaking to me, thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	mightst have hit upon it here: the commonwealth of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Athens is become a forest of beasts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	How has the ass broke the wall, that thou art out of the city?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Yonder comes a poet and a painter: the plague of" & @CRLF & _
                "	company light upon thee! I will fear to catch it" & @CRLF & _
                "	and give way: when I know not what else to do, I'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	see thee again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	When there is nothing living but thee, thou shalt be" & @CRLF & _
                "	welcome. I had rather be a beggar's dog than Apemantus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Thou art the cap of all the fools alive." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Would thou wert clean enough to spit upon!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	A plague on thee! thou art too bad to curse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	All villains that do stand by thee are pure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	There is no leprosy but what thou speak'st." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	If I name thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll beat thee, but I should infect my hands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	I would my tongue could rot them off!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Away, thou issue of a mangy dog!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Choler does kill me that thou art alive;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I swound to see thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Would thou wouldst burst!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Away," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou tedious rogue! I am sorry I shall lose" & @CRLF & _
                "	A stone by thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Throws a stone at him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	                  Beast!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Slave!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Toad!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Rogue, rogue, rogue!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am sick of this false world, and will love nought" & @CRLF & _
                "	But even the mere necessities upon 't." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, Timon, presently prepare thy grave;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lie where the light foam the sea may beat" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy grave-stone daily: make thine epitaph," & @CRLF & _
                "	That death in me at others' lives may laugh." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To the gold]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O thou sweet king-killer, and dear divorce" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twixt natural son and sire! thou bright defiler" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Hymen's purest bed! thou valiant Mars!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou ever young, fresh, loved and delicate wooer," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose blush doth thaw the consecrated snow" & @CRLF & _
                "	That lies on Dian's lap! thou visible god," & @CRLF & _
                "	That solder'st close impossibilities," & @CRLF & _
                "	And makest them kiss! that speak'st with" & @CRLF & _
                "	every tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	To every purpose! O thou touch of hearts!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think, thy slave man rebels, and by thy virtue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Set them into confounding odds, that beasts" & @CRLF & _
                "	May have the world in empire!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Would 'twere so!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But not till I am dead. I'll say thou'st gold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wilt be throng'd to shortly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Throng'd to!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Ay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Thy back, I prithee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "APEMANTUS	Live, and love thy misery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Long live so, and so die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit APEMANTUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		    I am quit." & @CRLF & _
                "	Moe things like men! Eat, Timon, and abhor them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Banditti]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Bandit	Where should he have this gold? It is some poor" & @CRLF & _
                "	fragment, some slender sort of his remainder: the" & @CRLF & _
                "	mere want of gold, and the falling-from of his" & @CRLF & _
                "	friends, drove him into this melancholy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Bandit	It is noised he hath a mass of treasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Bandit	Let us make the assay upon him: if he care not" & @CRLF & _
                "	for't, he will supply us easily; if he covetously" & @CRLF & _
                "	reserve it, how shall's get it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Bandit	True; for he bears it not about him, 'tis hid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Bandit	Is not this he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Banditti	Where?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Bandit	'Tis his description." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Bandit	He; I know him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Banditti	Save thee, Timon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Now, thieves?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Banditti	Soldiers, not thieves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Both too; and women's sons." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Banditti	We are not thieves, but men that much do want." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Your greatest want is, you want much of meat." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why should you want? Behold, the earth hath roots;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within this mile break forth a hundred springs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The oaks bear mast, the briers scarlet hips;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The bounteous housewife, nature, on each bush" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lays her full mess before you. Want! why want?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Bandit	We cannot live on grass, on berries, water," & @CRLF & _
                "	As beasts and birds and fishes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Nor on the beasts themselves, the birds, and fishes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You must eat men. Yet thanks I must you con" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you are thieves profess'd, that you work not" & @CRLF & _
                "	In holier shapes: for there is boundless theft" & @CRLF & _
                "	In limited professions. Rascal thieves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here's gold. Go, suck the subtle blood o' the grape," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till the high fever seethe your blood to froth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so 'scape hanging: trust not the physician;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His antidotes are poison, and he slays" & @CRLF & _
                "	Moe than you rob: take wealth and lives together;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do villany, do, since you protest to do't," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like workmen. I'll example you with thievery." & @CRLF & _
                "	The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction" & @CRLF & _
                "	Robs the vast sea: the moon's an arrant thief," & @CRLF & _
                "	And her pale fire she snatches from the sun:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sea's a thief, whose liquid surge resolves" & @CRLF & _
                "	The moon into salt tears: the earth's a thief," & @CRLF & _
                "	That feeds and breeds by a composture stolen" & @CRLF & _
                "	From general excrement: each thing's a thief:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The laws, your curb and whip, in their rough power" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have uncheque'd theft. Love not yourselves: away," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rob one another. There's more gold. Cut throats:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All that you meet are thieves: to Athens go," & @CRLF & _
                "	Break open shops; nothing can you steal," & @CRLF & _
                "	But thieves do lose it: steal no less for this" & @CRLF & _
                "	I give you; and gold confound you howsoe'er! Amen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Bandit	Has almost charmed me from my profession, by" & @CRLF & _
                "	persuading me to it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Bandit	'Tis in the malice of mankind that he thus advises" & @CRLF & _
                "	us; not to have us thrive in our mystery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Bandit	I'll believe him as an enemy, and give over my trade." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Bandit	Let us first see peace in Athens: there is no time" & @CRLF & _
                "	so miserable but a man may be true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Banditti]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FLAVIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	O you gods!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is yond despised and ruinous man my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Full of decay and failing? O monument" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wonder of good deeds evilly bestow'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What an alteration of honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Has desperate want made!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What viler thing upon the earth than friends" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who can bring noblest minds to basest ends!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How rarely does it meet with this time's guise," & @CRLF & _
                "	When man was wish'd to love his enemies!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Grant I may ever love, and rather woo" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those that would mischief me than those that do!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Has caught me in his eye: I will present" & @CRLF & _
                "	My honest grief unto him; and, as my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Still serve him with my life. My dearest master!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Away! what art thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	Have you forgot me, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Why dost ask that? I have forgot all men;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, if thou grant'st thou'rt a man, I have forgot thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	An honest poor servant of yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Then I know thee not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I never had honest man about me, I; all" & @CRLF & _
                "	I kept were knaves, to serve in meat to villains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	The gods are witness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ne'er did poor steward wear a truer grief" & @CRLF & _
                "	For his undone lord than mine eyes for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	What, dost thou weep? Come nearer. Then I" & @CRLF & _
                "	love thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because thou art a woman, and disclaim'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	Flinty mankind; whose eyes do never give" & @CRLF & _
                "	But thorough lust and laughter. Pity's sleeping:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strange times, that weep with laughing, not with weeping!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	I beg of you to know me, good my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	To accept my grief and whilst this poor wealth lasts" & @CRLF & _
                "	To entertain me as your steward still." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Had I a steward" & @CRLF & _
                "	So true, so just, and now so comfortable?" & @CRLF & _
                "	It almost turns my dangerous nature mild." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me behold thy face. Surely, this man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was born of woman." & @CRLF & _
                "	Forgive my general and exceptless rashness," & @CRLF & _
                "	You perpetual-sober gods! I do proclaim" & @CRLF & _
                "	One honest man--mistake me not--but one;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No more, I pray,--and he's a steward." & @CRLF & _
                "	How fain would I have hated all mankind!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou redeem'st thyself: but all, save thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	I fell with curses." & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks thou art more honest now than wise;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, by oppressing and betraying me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou mightst have sooner got another service:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For many so arrive at second masters," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon their first lord's neck. But tell me true--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I must ever doubt, though ne'er so sure--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not thy kindness subtle, covetous," & @CRLF & _
                "	If not a usuring kindness, and, as rich men deal gifts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Expecting in return twenty for one?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	No, my most worthy master; in whose breast" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doubt and suspect, alas, are placed too late:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You should have fear'd false times when you did feast:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Suspect still comes where an estate is least." & @CRLF & _
                "	That which I show, heaven knows, is merely love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Duty and zeal to your unmatched mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Care of your food and living; and, believe it," & @CRLF & _
                "	My most honour'd lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	For any benefit that points to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Either in hope or present, I'ld exchange" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this one wish, that you had power and wealth" & @CRLF & _
                "	To requite me, by making rich yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Look thee, 'tis so! Thou singly honest man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, take: the gods out of my misery" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have sent thee treasure. Go, live rich and happy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But thus condition'd: thou shalt build from men;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hate all, curse all, show charity to none," & @CRLF & _
                "	But let the famish'd flesh slide from the bone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere thou relieve the beggar; give to dogs" & @CRLF & _
                "	What thou deny'st to men; let prisons swallow 'em," & @CRLF & _
                "	Debts wither 'em to nothing; be men like" & @CRLF & _
                "	blasted woods," & @CRLF & _
                "	And may diseases lick up their false bloods!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so farewell and thrive." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	O, let me stay," & @CRLF & _
                "	And comfort you, my master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	If thou hatest curses," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stay not; fly, whilst thou art blest and free:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ne'er see thou man, and let me ne'er see thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit FLAVIUS. TIMON retires to his cave]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TIMON OF ATHENS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The woods. Before Timon's cave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Poet and Painter; TIMON watching" & @CRLF & _
                "	them from his cave]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	As I took note of the place, it cannot be far where" & @CRLF & _
                "	he abides." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	What's to be thought of him? does the rumour hold" & @CRLF & _
                "	for true, that he's so full of gold?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	Certain: Alcibiades reports it; Phrynia and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Timandra had gold of him: he likewise enriched poor" & @CRLF & _
                "	straggling soldiers with great quantity: 'tis said" & @CRLF & _
                "	he gave unto his steward a mighty sum." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	Then this breaking of his has been but a try for his friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	Nothing else: you shall see him a palm in Athens" & @CRLF & _
                "	again, and flourish with the highest. Therefore" & @CRLF & _
                "	'tis not amiss we tender our loves to him, in this" & @CRLF & _
                "	supposed distress of his: it will show honestly in" & @CRLF & _
                "	us; and is very likely to load our purposes with" & @CRLF & _
                "	what they travail for, if it be a just true report" & @CRLF & _
                "	that goes of his having." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	What have you now to present unto him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	Nothing at this time but my visitation: only I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	promise him an excellent piece." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	I must serve him so too, tell him of an intent" & @CRLF & _
                "	that's coming toward him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	Good as the best. Promising is the very air o' the" & @CRLF & _
                "	time: it opens the eyes of expectation:" & @CRLF & _
                "	performance is ever the duller for his act; and," & @CRLF & _
                "	but in the plainer and simpler kind of people, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	deed of saying is quite out of use. To promise is" & @CRLF & _
                "	most courtly and fashionable: performance is a kind" & @CRLF & _
                "	of will or testament which argues a great sickness" & @CRLF & _
                "	in his judgment that makes it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[TIMON comes from his cave, behind]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	[Aside]  Excellent workman! thou canst not paint a" & @CRLF & _
                "	man so bad as is thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	I am thinking what I shall say I have provided for" & @CRLF & _
                "	him: it must be a personating of himself; a satire" & @CRLF & _
                "	against the softness of prosperity, with a discovery" & @CRLF & _
                "	of the infinite flatteries that follow youth and opulency." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	[Aside]  Must thou needs stand for a villain in" & @CRLF & _
                "	thine own work? wilt thou whip thine own faults in" & @CRLF & _
                "	other men? Do so, I have gold for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	Nay, let's seek him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then do we sin against our own estate," & @CRLF & _
                "	When we may profit meet, and come too late." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	True;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When the day serves, before black-corner'd night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Find what thou want'st by free and offer'd light. Come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	[Aside]  I'll meet you at the turn. What a" & @CRLF & _
                "	god's gold," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he is worshipp'd in a baser temple" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than where swine feed!" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis thou that rigg'st the bark and plough'st the foam," & @CRLF & _
                "	Settlest admired reverence in a slave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To thee be worship! and thy saints for aye" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be crown'd with plagues that thee alone obey!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fit I meet them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Coming forward]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	Hail, worthy Timon!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	Our late noble master!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Have I once lived to see two honest men?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	Sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Having often of your open bounty tasted," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hearing you were retired, your friends fall'n off," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose thankless natures--O abhorred spirits!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not all the whips of heaven are large enough:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What! to you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose star-like nobleness gave life and influence" & @CRLF & _
                "	To their whole being! I am rapt and cannot cover" & @CRLF & _
                "	The monstrous bulk of this ingratitude" & @CRLF & _
                "	With any size of words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Let it go naked, men may see't the better:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You that are honest, by being what you are," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make them best seen and known." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	He and myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have travail'd in the great shower of your gifts," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sweetly felt it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Ay, you are honest men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	We are hither come to offer you our service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Most honest men! Why, how shall I requite you?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can you eat roots, and drink cold water? no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Both	What we can do, we'll do, to do you service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Ye're honest men: ye've heard that I have gold;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am sure you have: speak truth; ye're honest men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	So it is said, my noble lord; but therefore" & @CRLF & _
                "	Came not my friend nor I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Good honest men! Thou draw'st a counterfeit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Best in all Athens: thou'rt, indeed, the best;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou counterfeit'st most lively." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	So, so, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	E'en so, sir, as I say. And, for thy fiction," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, thy verse swells with stuff so fine and smooth" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou art even natural in thine art." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, for all this, my honest-natured friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	I must needs say you have a little fault:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Marry, 'tis not monstrous in you, neither wish I" & @CRLF & _
                "	You take much pains to mend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Both	Beseech your honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make it known to us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	You'll take it ill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Both	Most thankfully, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Will you, indeed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Both	Doubt it not, worthy lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	There's never a one of you but trusts a knave," & @CRLF & _
                "	That mightily deceives you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Both	Do we, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Ay, and you hear him cog, see him dissemble," & @CRLF & _
                "	Know his gross patchery, love him, feed him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep in your bosom: yet remain assured" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he's a made-up villain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Painter	I know none such, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Poet	Nor I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Look you, I love you well; I'll give you gold," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rid me these villains from your companies:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hang them or stab them, drown them in a draught," & @CRLF & _
                "	Confound them by some course, and come to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll give you gold enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Both	Name them, my lord, let's know them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	You that way and you this, but two in company;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Each man apart, all single and alone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet an arch-villain keeps him company." & @CRLF & _
                "	If where thou art two villains shall not be," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come not near him. If thou wouldst not reside" & @CRLF & _
                "	But where one villain is, then him abandon." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hence, pack! there's gold; you came for gold, ye slaves:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To Painter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have work'd for me; there's payment for you: hence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To Poet]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are an alchemist; make gold of that." & @CRLF & _
                "	Out, rascal dogs!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Beats them out, and then retires to his cave]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FLAVIUS and two Senators]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	It is in vain that you would speak with Timon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he is set so only to himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	That nothing but himself which looks like man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is friendly with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Bring us to his cave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is our part and promise to the Athenians" & @CRLF & _
                "	To speak with Timon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	At all times alike" & @CRLF & _
                "	Men are not still the same: 'twas time and griefs" & @CRLF & _
                "	That framed him thus: time, with his fairer hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Offering the fortunes of his former days," & @CRLF & _
                "	The former man may make him. Bring us to him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And chance it as it may." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	Here is his cave." & @CRLF & _
                "	Peace and content be here! Lord Timon! Timon!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look out, and speak to friends: the Athenians," & @CRLF & _
                "	By two of their most reverend senate, greet thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak to them, noble Timon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[TIMON comes from his cave]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Thou sun, that comfort'st, burn! Speak, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	be hang'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For each true word, a blister! and each false" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be as cauterizing to the root o' the tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Consuming it with speaking!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Worthy Timon,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Of none but such as you, and you of Timon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	The senators of Athens greet thee, Timon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	I thank them; and would send them back the plague," & @CRLF & _
                "	Could I but catch it for them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	O, forget" & @CRLF & _
                "	What we are sorry for ourselves in thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	The senators with one consent of love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Entreat thee back to Athens; who have thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	On special dignities, which vacant lie" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thy best use and wearing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	They confess" & @CRLF & _
                "	Toward thee forgetfulness too general, gross:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which now the public body, which doth seldom" & @CRLF & _
                "	Play the recanter, feeling in itself" & @CRLF & _
                "	A lack of Timon's aid, hath sense withal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of its own fail, restraining aid to Timon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And send forth us, to make their sorrow'd render," & @CRLF & _
                "	Together with a recompense more fruitful" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than their offence can weigh down by the dram;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, even such heaps and sums of love and wealth" & @CRLF & _
                "	As shall to thee blot out what wrongs were theirs" & @CRLF & _
                "	And write in thee the figures of their love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ever to read them thine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	You witch me in it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Surprise me to the very brink of tears:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lend me a fool's heart and a woman's eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I'll beweep these comforts, worthy senators." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Therefore, so please thee to return with us" & @CRLF & _
                "	And of our Athens, thine and ours, to take" & @CRLF & _
                "	The captainship, thou shalt be met with thanks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Allow'd with absolute power and thy good name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Live with authority: so soon we shall drive back" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Alcibiades the approaches wild," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, like a boar too savage, doth root up" & @CRLF & _
                "	His country's peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	And shakes his threatening sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the walls of Athens." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Therefore, Timon,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Well, sir, I will; therefore, I will, sir; thus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If Alcibiades kill my countrymen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let Alcibiades know this of Timon," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Timon cares not. But if be sack fair Athens," & @CRLF & _
                "	And take our goodly aged men by the beards," & @CRLF & _
                "	Giving our holy virgins to the stain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of contumelious, beastly, mad-brain'd war," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then let him know, and tell him Timon speaks it," & @CRLF & _
                "	In pity of our aged and our youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot choose but tell him, that I care not," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let him take't at worst; for their knives care not," & @CRLF & _
                "	While you have throats to answer: for myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	There's not a whittle in the unruly camp" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I do prize it at my love before" & @CRLF & _
                "	The reverend'st throat in Athens. So I leave you" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the protection of the prosperous gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	As thieves to keepers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	Stay not, all's in vain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Why, I was writing of my epitaph;" & @CRLF & _
                "	it will be seen to-morrow: my long sickness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of health and living now begins to mend," & @CRLF & _
                "	And nothing brings me all things. Go, live still;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be Alcibiades your plague, you his," & @CRLF & _
                "	And last so long enough!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	We speak in vain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	But yet I love my country, and am not" & @CRLF & _
                "	One that rejoices in the common wreck," & @CRLF & _
                "	As common bruit doth put it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	That's well spoke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Commend me to my loving countrymen,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	These words become your lips as they pass" & @CRLF & _
                "	thorough them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	And enter in our ears like great triumphers" & @CRLF & _
                "	In their applauding gates." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Commend me to them," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell them that, to ease them of their griefs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their fears of hostile strokes, their aches, losses," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their pangs of love, with other incident throes" & @CRLF & _
                "	That nature's fragile vessel doth sustain" & @CRLF & _
                "	In life's uncertain voyage, I will some kindness do them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll teach them to prevent wild Alcibiades' wrath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	I like this well; he will return again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	I have a tree, which grows here in my close," & @CRLF & _
                "	That mine own use invites me to cut down," & @CRLF & _
                "	And shortly must I fell it: tell my friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell Athens, in the sequence of degree" & @CRLF & _
                "	From high to low throughout, that whoso please" & @CRLF & _
                "	To stop affliction, let him take his haste," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come hither, ere my tree hath felt the axe," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hang himself. I pray you, do my greeting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLAVIUS	Trouble him no further; thus you still shall find him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TIMON	Come not to me again: but say to Athens," & @CRLF & _
                "	Timon hath made his everlasting mansion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the beached verge of the salt flood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who once a day with his embossed froth" & @CRLF & _
                "	The turbulent surge shall cover: thither come," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let my grave-stone be your oracle." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lips, let sour words go by and language end:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is amiss plague and infection mend!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Graves only be men's works and death their gain!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sun, hide thy beams! Timon hath done his reign." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Retires to his cave]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	His discontents are unremoveably" & @CRLF & _
                "	Coupled to nature." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	Our hope in him is dead: let us return," & @CRLF & _
                "	And strain what other means is left unto us" & @CRLF & _
                "	In our dear peril." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	                  It requires swift foot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TIMON OF ATHENS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Before the walls of Athens." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter two Senators and a Messenger]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Thou hast painfully discover'd: are his files" & @CRLF & _
                "	As full as thy report?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	have spoke the least:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, his expedition promises" & @CRLF & _
                "	Present approach." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	We stand much hazard, if they bring not Timon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	I met a courier, one mine ancient friend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom, though in general part we were opposed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet our old love made a particular force," & @CRLF & _
                "	And made us speak like friends: this man was riding" & @CRLF & _
                "	From Alcibiades to Timon's cave," & @CRLF & _
                "	With letters of entreaty, which imported" & @CRLF & _
                "	His fellowship i' the cause against your city," & @CRLF & _
                "	In part for his sake moved." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Here come our brothers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter the Senators from TIMON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Senator	No talk of Timon, nothing of him expect." & @CRLF & _
                "	The enemies' drum is heard, and fearful scouring" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth choke the air with dust: in, and prepare:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ours is the fall, I fear; our foes the snare." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TIMON OF ATHENS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The woods. Timon's cave, and a rude tomb seen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Soldier, seeking TIMON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soldier	By all description this should be the place." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who's here? speak, ho! No answer! What is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Timon is dead, who hath outstretch'd his span:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some beast rear'd this; there does not live a man." & @CRLF & _
                "	Dead, sure; and this his grave. What's on this tomb" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot read; the character I'll take with wax:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our captain hath in every figure skill," & @CRLF & _
                "	An aged interpreter, though young in days:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before proud Athens he's set down by this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose fall the mark of his ambition is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TIMON OF ATHENS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Before the walls of Athens." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpets sound. Enter ALCIBIADES with his powers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	Sound to this coward and lascivious town" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our terrible approach." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A parley sounded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Senators on the walls]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till now you have gone on and fill'd the time" & @CRLF & _
                "	With all licentious measure, making your wills" & @CRLF & _
                "	The scope of justice; till now myself and such" & @CRLF & _
                "	As slept within the shadow of your power" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have wander'd with our traversed arms and breathed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our sufferance vainly: now the time is flush," & @CRLF & _
                "	When crouching marrow in the bearer strong" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cries of itself 'No more:' now breathless wrong" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall sit and pant in your great chairs of ease," & @CRLF & _
                "	And pursy insolence shall break his wind" & @CRLF & _
                "	With fear and horrid flight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	Noble and young," & @CRLF & _
                "	When thy first griefs were but a mere conceit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere thou hadst power or we had cause of fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	We sent to thee, to give thy rages balm," & @CRLF & _
                "	To wipe out our ingratitude with loves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Above their quantity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	So did we woo" & @CRLF & _
                "	Transformed Timon to our city's love" & @CRLF & _
                "	By humble message and by promised means:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We were not all unkind, nor all deserve" & @CRLF & _
                "	The common stroke of war." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	These walls of ours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were not erected by their hands from whom" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have received your griefs; nor are they such" & @CRLF & _
                "	That these great towers, trophies and schools" & @CRLF & _
                "	should fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	For private faults in them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	Nor are they living" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who were the motives that you first went out;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shame that they wanted cunning, in excess" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath broke their hearts. March, noble lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Into our city with thy banners spread:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By decimation, and a tithed death--" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thy revenges hunger for that food" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which nature loathes--take thou the destined tenth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by the hazard of the spotted die" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let die the spotted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator	All have not offended;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For those that were, it is not square to take" & @CRLF & _
                "	On those that are, revenges: crimes, like lands," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are not inherited. Then, dear countryman," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring in thy ranks, but leave without thy rage:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Spare thy Athenian cradle and those kin" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which in the bluster of thy wrath must fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	With those that have offended: like a shepherd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Approach the fold and cull the infected forth," & @CRLF & _
                "	But kill not all together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	What thou wilt," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou rather shalt enforce it with thy smile" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than hew to't with thy sword." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Senator 	Set but thy foot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against our rampired gates, and they shall ope;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So thou wilt send thy gentle heart before," & @CRLF & _
                "	To say thou'lt enter friendly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Senator	Throw thy glove," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or any token of thine honour else," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou wilt use the wars as thy redress" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not as our confusion, all thy powers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall make their harbour in our town, till we" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have seal'd thy full desire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	Then there's my glove;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Descend, and open your uncharged ports:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those enemies of Timon's and mine own" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom you yourselves shall set out for reproof" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fall and no more: and, to atone your fears" & @CRLF & _
                "	With my more noble meaning, not a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall pass his quarter, or offend the stream" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of regular justice in your city's bounds," & @CRLF & _
                "	But shall be render'd to your public laws" & @CRLF & _
                "	At heaviest answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Both	'Tis most nobly spoken." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	Descend, and keep your words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Senators descend, and open the gates]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Soldier]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Soldier	My noble general, Timon is dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Entomb'd upon the very hem o' the sea;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And on his grave-stone this insculpture, which" & @CRLF & _
                "	With wax I brought away, whose soft impression" & @CRLF & _
                "	Interprets for my poor ignorance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALCIBIADES	[Reads the epitaph]  'Here lies a" & @CRLF & _
                "	wretched corse, of wretched soul bereft:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seek not my name: a plague consume you wicked" & @CRLF & _
                "	caitiffs left!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here lie I, Timon; who, alive, all living men did hate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pass by and curse thy fill, but pass and stay" & @CRLF & _
                "	not here thy gait.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	These well express in thee thy latter spirits:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though thou abhorr'dst in us our human griefs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Scorn'dst our brain's flow and those our" & @CRLF & _
                "	droplets which" & @CRLF & _
                "	From niggard nature fall, yet rich conceit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Taught thee to make vast Neptune weep for aye" & @CRLF & _
                "	On thy low grave, on faults forgiven. Dead" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is noble Timon: of whose memory" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hereafter more. Bring me into your city," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will use the olive with my sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make war breed peace, make peace stint war, make each" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prescribe to other as each other's leech." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let our drums strike." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "	TITUS ANDRONICUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	son to the late Emperor of Rome, and afterwards" & @CRLF & _
                "	declared Emperor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSIANUS	brother to Saturninus; in love with Lavinia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	a noble Roman, general against the Goths." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	tribune of the people, and brother to Titus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINTUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  sons to Titus Andronicus." & @CRLF & _
                "MARTIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "MUTIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Young LUCIUS	a boy, son to Lucius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUBLIUS	son to Marcus the Tribune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEMPRONIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "CAIUS	|  kinsmen to Titus." & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEMILIUS	a noble Roman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALARBUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	|  sons to Tamora." & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	a Moor, beloved by Tamora." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Captain, Tribune, Messenger, and Clown; Romans." & @CRLF & _
                "	(Captain:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Messenger:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Clown:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Goths and Romans." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Goth:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Goth:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Goth:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Queen of the Goths." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAVINIA	daughter of Titus Andronicus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Nurse. (Nurse:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Senators, Tribunes, Officers, Soldiers, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attendants." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Rome, and the country near it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TITUS ANDRONICUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Rome. Before the Capitol." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The Tomb of the ANDRONICI appearing; the Tribunes" & @CRLF & _
                "	and Senators aloft. Enter, below, from one side," & @CRLF & _
                "	SATURNINUS and his Followers; and, from the other" & @CRLF & _
                "	side, BASSIANUS and his Followers; with drum and colours]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Noble patricians, patrons of my right," & @CRLF & _
                "	Defend the justice of my cause with arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, countrymen, my loving followers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Plead my successive title with your swords:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am his first-born son, that was the last" & @CRLF & _
                "	That wore the imperial diadem of Rome;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then let my father's honours live in me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor wrong mine age with this indignity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSIANUS	Romans, friends, followers, favorers of my right," & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever Bassianus, Caesar's son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were gracious in the eyes of royal Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep then this passage to the Capitol" & @CRLF & _
                "	And suffer not dishonour to approach" & @CRLF & _
                "	The imperial seat, to virtue consecrate," & @CRLF & _
                "	To justice, continence and nobility;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But let desert in pure election shine," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, Romans, fight for freedom in your choice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARCUS ANDRONICUS, aloft, with the crown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Princes, that strive by factions and by friends" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ambitiously for rule and empery," & @CRLF & _
                "	Know that the people of Rome, for whom we stand" & @CRLF & _
                "	A special party, have, by common voice," & @CRLF & _
                "	In election for the Roman empery," & @CRLF & _
                "	Chosen Andronicus, surnamed Pius" & @CRLF & _
                "	For many good and great deserts to Rome:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A nobler man, a braver warrior," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lives not this day within the city walls:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He by the senate is accit'd home" & @CRLF & _
                "	From weary wars against the barbarous Goths;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, with his sons, a terror to our foes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath yoked a nation strong, train'd up in arms." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ten years are spent since first he undertook" & @CRLF & _
                "	This cause of Rome and chastised with arms" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our enemies' pride: five times he hath return'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bleeding to Rome, bearing his valiant sons" & @CRLF & _
                "	In coffins from the field;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now at last, laden with horror's spoils," & @CRLF & _
                "	Returns the good Andronicus to Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	Renowned Titus, flourishing in arms." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us entreat, by honour of his name," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom worthily you would have now succeed." & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the Capitol and senate's right," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom you pretend to honour and adore," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you withdraw you and abate your strength;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dismiss your followers and, as suitors should," & @CRLF & _
                "	Plead your deserts in peace and humbleness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	How fair the tribune speaks to calm my thoughts!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSIANUS	Marcus Andronicus, so I do ally" & @CRLF & _
                "	In thy uprightness and integrity," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so I love and honour thee and thine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy noble brother Titus and his sons," & @CRLF & _
                "	And her to whom my thoughts are humbled all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gracious Lavinia, Rome's rich ornament," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I will here dismiss my loving friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to my fortunes and the people's favor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commit my cause in balance to be weigh'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt the followers of BASSIANUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Friends, that have been thus forward in my right," & @CRLF & _
                "	I thank you all and here dismiss you all," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to the love and favor of my country" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commit myself, my person and the cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt the followers of SATURNINUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rome, be as just and gracious unto me" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I am confident and kind to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Open the gates, and let me in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSIANUS	Tribunes, and me, a poor competitor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. SATURNINUS and BASSIANUS go up into the Capitol]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Captain]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	Romans, make way: the good Andronicus." & @CRLF & _
                "	Patron of virtue, Rome's best champion," & @CRLF & _
                "	Successful in the battles that he fights," & @CRLF & _
                "	With honour and with fortune is return'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	From where he circumscribed with his sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	And brought to yoke, the enemies of Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drums and trumpets sounded. Enter MARTIUS and" & @CRLF & _
                "	MUTIUS; After them, two Men bearing a coffin" & @CRLF & _
                "	covered with black; then LUCIUS and QUINTUS. After" & @CRLF & _
                "	them, TITUS ANDRONICUS; and then TAMORA, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	ALARBUS, DEMETRIUS, CHIRON, AARON, and other Goths," & @CRLF & _
                "	prisoners; Soldiers and people following. The" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bearers set down the coffin, and TITUS speaks]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Hail, Rome, victorious in thy mourning weeds!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lo, as the bark, that hath discharged her fraught," & @CRLF & _
                "	Returns with precious jading to the bay" & @CRLF & _
                "	From whence at first she weigh'd her anchorage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cometh Andronicus, bound with laurel boughs," & @CRLF & _
                "	To re-salute his country with his tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tears of true joy for his return to Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou great defender of this Capitol," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand gracious to the rites that we intend!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Romans, of five and twenty valiant sons," & @CRLF & _
                "	Half of the number that King Priam had," & @CRLF & _
                "	Behold the poor remains, alive and dead!" & @CRLF & _
                "	These that survive let Rome reward with love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	These that I bring unto their latest home," & @CRLF & _
                "	With burial amongst their ancestors:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here Goths have given me leave to sheathe my sword." & @CRLF & _
                "	Titus, unkind and careless of thine own," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why suffer'st thou thy sons, unburied yet," & @CRLF & _
                "	To hover on the dreadful shore of Styx?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make way to lay them by their brethren." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[The tomb is opened]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	There greet in silence, as the dead are wont," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sleep in peace, slain in your country's wars!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O sacred receptacle of my joys," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet cell of virtue and nobility," & @CRLF & _
                "	How many sons of mine hast thou in store," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou wilt never render to me more!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Give us the proudest prisoner of the Goths," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we may hew his limbs, and on a pile" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ad manes fratrum sacrifice his flesh," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before this earthy prison of their bones;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That so the shadows be not unappeased," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor we disturb'd with prodigies on earth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	I give him you, the noblest that survives," & @CRLF & _
                "	The eldest son of this distressed queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Stay, Roman brethren! Gracious conqueror," & @CRLF & _
                "	Victorious Titus, rue the tears I shed," & @CRLF & _
                "	A mother's tears in passion for her son:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if thy sons were ever dear to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	O, think my son to be as dear to me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sufficeth not that we are brought to Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	To beautify thy triumphs and return," & @CRLF & _
                "	Captive to thee and to thy Roman yoke," & @CRLF & _
                "	But must my sons be slaughter'd in the streets," & @CRLF & _
                "	For valiant doings in their country's cause?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, if to fight for king and commonweal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were piety in thine, it is in these." & @CRLF & _
                "	Andronicus, stain not thy tomb with blood:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt thou draw near the nature of the gods?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Draw near them then in being merciful:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thrice noble Titus, spare my first-born son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Patient yourself, madam, and pardon me." & @CRLF & _
                "	These are their brethren, whom you Goths beheld" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alive and dead, and for their brethren slain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Religiously they ask a sacrifice:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To this your son is mark'd, and die he must," & @CRLF & _
                "	To appease their groaning shadows that are gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Away with him! and make a fire straight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with our swords, upon a pile of wood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's hew his limbs till they be clean consumed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt LUCIUS, QUINTUS, MARTIUS, and MUTIUS, with ALARBUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	O cruel, irreligious piety!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	Was ever Scythia half so barbarous?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Oppose not Scythia to ambitious Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "	Alarbus goes to rest; and we survive" & @CRLF & _
                "	To tremble under Titus' threatening looks." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, madam, stand resolved, but hope withal" & @CRLF & _
                "	The self-same gods that arm'd the Queen of Troy" & @CRLF & _
                "	With opportunity of sharp revenge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the Thracian tyrant in his tent," & @CRLF & _
                "	May favor Tamora, the Queen of Goths--" & @CRLF & _
                "	When Goths were Goths and Tamora was queen--" & @CRLF & _
                "	To quit the bloody wrongs upon her foes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter LUCIUS, QUINTUS, MARTIUS and MUTIUS, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	their swords bloody]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	See, lord and father, how we have perform'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our Roman rites: Alarbus' limbs are lopp'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And entrails feed the sacrificing fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose smoke, like incense, doth perfume the sky." & @CRLF & _
                "	Remaineth nought, but to inter our brethren," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with loud 'larums welcome them to Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Let it be so; and let Andronicus" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make this his latest farewell to their souls." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpets sounded, and the coffin laid in the tomb]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	In peace and honour rest you here, my sons;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rome's readiest champions, repose you here in rest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Secure from worldly chances and mishaps!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here lurks no treason, here no envy swells," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here grow no damned grudges; here are no storms," & @CRLF & _
                "	No noise, but silence and eternal sleep:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In peace and honour rest you here, my sons!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LAVINIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAVINIA	In peace and honour live Lord Titus long;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My noble lord and father, live in fame!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lo, at this tomb my tributary tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	I render, for my brethren's obsequies;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And at thy feet I kneel, with tears of joy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shed on the earth, for thy return to Rome:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, bless me here with thy victorious hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose fortunes Rome's best citizens applaud!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Kind Rome, that hast thus lovingly reserved" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cordial of mine age to glad my heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lavinia, live; outlive thy father's days," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fame's eternal date, for virtue's praise!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, below, MARCUS ANDRONICUS and Tribunes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	re-enter SATURNINUS and BASSIANUS, attended]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Long live Lord Titus, my beloved brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gracious triumpher in the eyes of Rome!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Thanks, gentle tribune, noble brother Marcus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	And welcome, nephews, from successful wars," & @CRLF & _
                "	You that survive, and you that sleep in fame!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fair lords, your fortunes are alike in all," & @CRLF & _
                "	That in your country's service drew your swords:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But safer triumph is this funeral pomp," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath aspired to Solon's happiness" & @CRLF & _
                "	And triumphs over chance in honour's bed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Titus Andronicus, the people of Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose friend in justice thou hast ever been," & @CRLF & _
                "	Send thee by me, their tribune and their trust," & @CRLF & _
                "	This palliament of white and spotless hue;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And name thee in election for the empire," & @CRLF & _
                "	With these our late-deceased emperor's sons:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be candidatus then, and put it on," & @CRLF & _
                "	And help to set a head on headless Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	A better head her glorious body fits" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than his that shakes for age and feebleness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What should I don this robe, and trouble you?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be chosen with proclamations to-day," & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow yield up rule, resign my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	And set abroad new business for you all?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rome, I have been thy soldier forty years," & @CRLF & _
                "	And led my country's strength successfully," & @CRLF & _
                "	And buried one and twenty valiant sons," & @CRLF & _
                "	Knighted in field, slain manfully in arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	In right and service of their noble country" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me a staff of honour for mine age," & @CRLF & _
                "	But not a sceptre to control the world:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upright he held it, lords, that held it last." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Titus, thou shalt obtain and ask the empery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Proud and ambitious tribune, canst thou tell?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Patience, Prince Saturninus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Romans, do me right:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Patricians, draw your swords: and sheathe them not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till Saturninus be Rome's emperor." & @CRLF & _
                "	Andronicus, would thou wert shipp'd to hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rather than rob me of the people's hearts!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Proud Saturnine, interrupter of the good" & @CRLF & _
                "	That noble-minded Titus means to thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Content thee, prince; I will restore to thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	The people's hearts, and wean them from themselves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSIANUS	Andronicus, I do not flatter thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	But honour thee, and will do till I die:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My faction if thou strengthen with thy friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will most thankful be; and thanks to men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of noble minds is honourable meed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	People of Rome, and people's tribunes here," & @CRLF & _
                "	I ask your voices and your suffrages:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you bestow them friendly on Andronicus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Tribunes	To gratify the good Andronicus," & @CRLF & _
                "	And gratulate his safe return to Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	The people will accept whom he admits." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Tribunes, I thank you: and this suit I make," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you create your emperor's eldest son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord Saturnine; whose virtues will, I hope," & @CRLF & _
                "	Reflect on Rome as Titan's rays on earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And ripen justice in this commonweal:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, if you will elect by my advice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Crown him and say 'Long live our emperor!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	With voices and applause of every sort," & @CRLF & _
                "	Patricians and plebeians, we create" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord Saturninus Rome's great emperor," & @CRLF & _
                "	And say 'Long live our Emperor Saturnine!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A long flourish till they come down]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Titus Andronicus, for thy favors done" & @CRLF & _
                "	To us in our election this day," & @CRLF & _
                "	I give thee thanks in part of thy deserts," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will with deeds requite thy gentleness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for an onset, Titus, to advance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy name and honourable family," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lavinia will I make my empress," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rome's royal mistress, mistress of my heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the sacred Pantheon her espouse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me, Andronicus, doth this motion please thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	It doth, my worthy lord; and in this match" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hold me highly honour'd of your grace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here in sight of Rome to Saturnine," & @CRLF & _
                "	King and commander of our commonweal," & @CRLF & _
                "	The wide world's emperor, do I consecrate" & @CRLF & _
                "	My sword, my chariot and my prisoners;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Presents well worthy Rome's imperial lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Receive them then, the tribute that I owe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine honour's ensigns humbled at thy feet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Thanks, noble Titus, father of my life!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How proud I am of thee and of thy gifts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rome shall record, and when I do forget" & @CRLF & _
                "	The least of these unspeakable deserts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Romans, forget your fealty to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	[To TAMORA]  Now, madam, are you prisoner to" & @CRLF & _
                "	an emperor;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To him that, for your honour and your state," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will use you nobly and your followers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	A goodly lady, trust me; of the hue" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I would choose, were I to choose anew." & @CRLF & _
                "	Clear up, fair queen, that cloudy countenance:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though chance of war hath wrought this change of cheer," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou comest not to be made a scorn in Rome:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Princely shall be thy usage every way." & @CRLF & _
                "	Rest on my word, and let not discontent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Daunt all your hopes: madam, he comforts you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can make you greater than the Queen of Goths." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lavinia, you are not displeased with this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAVINIA	Not I, my lord; sith true nobility" & @CRLF & _
                "	Warrants these words in princely courtesy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Thanks, sweet Lavinia. Romans, let us go;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ransomless here we set our prisoners free:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proclaim our honours, lords, with trump and drum." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. SATURNINUS courts TAMORA in dumb show]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSIANUS	Lord Titus, by your leave, this maid is mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Seizing LAVINIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	How, sir! are you in earnest then, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSIANUS	Ay, noble Titus; and resolved withal" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do myself this reason and this right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	'Suum cuique' is our Roman justice:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This prince in justice seizeth but his own." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	And that he will, and shall, if Lucius live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Traitors, avaunt! Where is the emperor's guard?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Treason, my lord! Lavinia is surprised!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Surprised! by whom?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSIANUS	By him that justly may" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bear his betroth'd from all the world away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt BASSIANUS and MARCUS with LAVINIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MUTIUS	Brothers, help to convey her hence away," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with my sword I'll keep this door safe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt LUCIUS, QUINTUS, and MARTIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Follow, my lord, and I'll soon bring her back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MUTIUS	My lord, you pass not here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	What, villain boy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Barr'st me my way in Rome?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Stabbing MUTIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MUTIUS	Help, Lucius, help!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[During the fray, SATURNINUS, TAMORA, DEMETRIUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	CHIRON and AARON go out and re-enter, above]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter LUCIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	My lord, you are unjust, and, more than so," & @CRLF & _
                "	In wrongful quarrel you have slain your son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Nor thou, nor he, are any sons of mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My sons would never so dishonour me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Traitor, restore Lavinia to the emperor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Dead, if you will; but not to be his wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	That is another's lawful promised love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	No, Titus, no; the emperor needs her not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor her, nor thee, nor any of thy stock:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll trust, by leisure, him that mocks me once;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thee never, nor thy traitorous haughty sons," & @CRLF & _
                "	Confederates all thus to dishonour me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Was there none else in Rome to make a stale," & @CRLF & _
                "	But Saturnine? Full well, Andronicus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Agree these deeds with that proud brag of thine," & @CRLF & _
                "	That said'st I begg'd the empire at thy hands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	O monstrous! what reproachful words are these?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	But go thy ways; go, give that changing piece" & @CRLF & _
                "	To him that flourish'd for her with his sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	A valiant son-in-law thou shalt enjoy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	One fit to bandy with thy lawless sons," & @CRLF & _
                "	To ruffle in the commonwealth of Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	These words are razors to my wounded heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	And therefore, lovely Tamora, queen of Goths," & @CRLF & _
                "	That like the stately Phoebe 'mongst her nymphs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dost overshine the gallant'st dames of Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou be pleased with this my sudden choice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Behold, I choose thee, Tamora, for my bride," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will create thee empress of Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak, Queen of Goths, dost thou applaud my choice?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here I swear by all the Roman gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sith priest and holy water are so near" & @CRLF & _
                "	And tapers burn so bright and every thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	In readiness for Hymenaeus stand," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not re-salute the streets of Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or climb my palace, till from forth this place" & @CRLF & _
                "	I lead espoused my bride along with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	And here, in sight of heaven, to Rome I swear," & @CRLF & _
                "	If Saturnine advance the Queen of Goths," & @CRLF & _
                "	She will a handmaid be to his desires," & @CRLF & _
                "	A loving nurse, a mother to his youth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Ascend, fair queen, Pantheon. Lords, accompany" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your noble emperor and his lovely bride," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sent by the heavens for Prince Saturnine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose wisdom hath her fortune conquered:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There shall we consummate our spousal rites." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but TITUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	I am not bid to wait upon this bride." & @CRLF & _
                "	Titus, when wert thou wont to walk alone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dishonour'd thus, and challenged of wrongs?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter MARCUS, LUCIUS, QUINTUS, and MARTIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	O Titus, see, O, see what thou hast done!" & @CRLF & _
                "	In a bad quarrel slain a virtuous son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	No, foolish tribune, no; no son of mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor thou, nor these, confederates in the deed" & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath dishonour'd all our family;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unworthy brother, and unworthy sons!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	But let us give him burial, as becomes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give Mutius burial with our brethren." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Traitors, away! he rests not in this tomb:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This monument five hundred years hath stood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I have sumptuously re-edified:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here none but soldiers and Rome's servitors" & @CRLF & _
                "	Repose in fame; none basely slain in brawls:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bury him where you can; he comes not here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	My lord, this is impiety in you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My nephew Mutius' deeds do plead for him" & @CRLF & _
                "	He must be buried with his brethren." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINTUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	| And shall, or him we will accompany." & @CRLF & _
                "MARTIUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	'And shall!' what villain was it that spake" & @CRLF & _
                "	that word?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINTUS	He that would vouch it in any place but here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	What, would you bury him in my despite?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	No, noble Titus, but entreat of thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	To pardon Mutius and to bury him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Marcus, even thou hast struck upon my crest," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, with these boys, mine honour thou hast wounded:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My foes I do repute you every one;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So, trouble me no more, but get you gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARTIUS	He is not with himself; let us withdraw." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINTUS	Not I, till Mutius' bones be buried." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[MARCUS and the Sons of TITUS kneel]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Brother, for in that name doth nature plead,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINTUS	Father, and in that name doth nature speak,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Speak thou no more, if all the rest will speed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Renowned Titus, more than half my soul,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Dear father, soul and substance of us all,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Suffer thy brother Marcus to inter" & @CRLF & _
                "	His noble nephew here in virtue's nest," & @CRLF & _
                "	That died in honour and Lavinia's cause." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art a Roman; be not barbarous:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Greeks upon advice did bury Ajax" & @CRLF & _
                "	That slew himself; and wise Laertes' son" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did graciously plead for his funerals:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let not young Mutius, then, that was thy joy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be barr'd his entrance here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Rise, Marcus, rise." & @CRLF & _
                "	The dismall'st day is this that e'er I saw," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be dishonour'd by my sons in Rome!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, bury him, and bury me the next." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[MUTIUS is put into the tomb]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	There lie thy bones, sweet Mutius, with thy friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till we with trophies do adorn thy tomb." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	[Kneeling]  No man shed tears for noble Mutius;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	My lord, to step out of these dreary dumps," & @CRLF & _
                "	How comes it that the subtle Queen of Goths" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is of a sudden thus advanced in Rome?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	I know not, Marcus; but I know it is," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whether by device or no, the heavens can tell:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is she not then beholding to the man" & @CRLF & _
                "	That brought her for this high good turn so far?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yes, and will nobly him remunerate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Re-enter, from one side, SATURNINUS" & @CRLF & _
                "	attended, TAMORA, DEMETRIUS, CHIRON and AARON; from" & @CRLF & _
                "	the other, BASSIANUS, LAVINIA, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	So, Bassianus, you have play'd your prize:" & @CRLF & _
                "	God give you joy, sir, of your gallant bride!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSIANUS	And you of yours, my lord! I say no more," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor wish no less; and so, I take my leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Traitor, if Rome have law or we have power," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou and thy faction shall repent this rape." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSIANUS	Rape, call you it, my lord, to seize my own," & @CRLF & _
                "	My truth-betrothed love and now my wife?" & @CRLF & _
                "	But let the laws of Rome determine all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Meanwhile I am possess'd of that is mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	'Tis good, sir: you are very short with us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, if we live, we'll be as sharp with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSIANUS	My lord, what I have done, as best I may," & @CRLF & _
                "	Answer I must and shall do with my life." & @CRLF & _
                "	Only thus much I give your grace to know:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By all the duties that I owe to Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	This noble gentleman, Lord Titus here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is in opinion and in honour wrong'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That in the rescue of Lavinia" & @CRLF & _
                "	With his own hand did slay his youngest son," & @CRLF & _
                "	In zeal to you and highly moved to wrath" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be controll'd in that he frankly gave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Receive him, then, to favor, Saturnine," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath express'd himself in all his deeds" & @CRLF & _
                "	A father and a friend to thee and Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Prince Bassianus, leave to plead my deeds:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis thou and those that have dishonour'd me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Rome and the righteous heavens be my judge," & @CRLF & _
                "	How I have loved and honour'd Saturnine!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	My worthy lord, if ever Tamora" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were gracious in those princely eyes of thine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then hear me speak in indifferently for all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And at my suit, sweet, pardon what is past." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	What, madam! be dishonour'd openly," & @CRLF & _
                "	And basely put it up without revenge?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Not so, my lord; the gods of Rome forfend" & @CRLF & _
                "	I should be author to dishonour you!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But on mine honour dare I undertake" & @CRLF & _
                "	For good Lord Titus' innocence in all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose fury not dissembled speaks his griefs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, at my suit, look graciously on him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lose not so noble a friend on vain suppose," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor with sour looks afflict his gentle heart." & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside to SATURNINUS]  My lord, be ruled by me," & @CRLF & _
                "	be won at last;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dissemble all your griefs and discontents:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are but newly planted in your throne;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest, then, the people, and patricians too," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a just survey, take Titus' part," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so supplant you for ingratitude," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which Rome reputes to be a heinous sin," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yield at entreats; and then let me alone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll find a day to massacre them all" & @CRLF & _
                "	And raze their faction and their family," & @CRLF & _
                "	The cruel father and his traitorous sons," & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom I sued for my dear son's life," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make them know what 'tis to let a queen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Kneel in the streets and beg for grace in vain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aloud]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, come, sweet emperor; come, Andronicus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take up this good old man, and cheer the heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	That dies in tempest of thy angry frown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Rise, Titus, rise; my empress hath prevail'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	I thank your majesty, and her, my lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	These words, these looks, infuse new life in me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Titus, I am incorporate in Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	A Roman now adopted happily," & @CRLF & _
                "	And must advise the emperor for his good." & @CRLF & _
                "	This day all quarrels die, Andronicus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let it be mine honour, good my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have reconciled your friends and you." & @CRLF & _
                "	For you, Prince Bassianus, I have pass'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	My word and promise to the emperor," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you will be more mild and tractable." & @CRLF & _
                "	And fear not lords, and you, Lavinia;" & @CRLF & _
                "	By my advice, all humbled on your knees," & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall ask pardon of his majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	We do, and vow to heaven and to his highness," & @CRLF & _
                "	That what we did was mildly as we might," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tendering our sister's honour and our own." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	That, on mine honour, here I do protest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Away, and talk not; trouble us no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Nay, nay, sweet emperor, we must all be friends:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The tribune and his nephews kneel for grace;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not be denied: sweet heart, look back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Marcus, for thy sake and thy brother's here," & @CRLF & _
                "	And at my lovely Tamora's entreats," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do remit these young men's heinous faults: Stand up." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lavinia, though you left me like a churl," & @CRLF & _
                "	I found a friend, and sure as death I swore" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not part a bachelor from the priest." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, if the emperor's court can feast two brides," & @CRLF & _
                "	You are my guest, Lavinia, and your friends." & @CRLF & _
                "	This day shall be a love-day, Tamora." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	To-morrow, an it please your majesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hunt the panther and the hart with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	With horn and hound we'll give your grace bonjour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Be it so, Titus, and gramercy too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Flourish. Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TITUS ANDRONICUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Rome. Before the Palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AARON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Now climbeth Tamora Olympus' top," & @CRLF & _
                "	Safe out of fortune's shot; and sits aloft," & @CRLF & _
                "	Secure of thunder's crack or lightning flash;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Advanced above pale envy's threatening reach." & @CRLF & _
                "	As when the golden sun salutes the morn," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, having gilt the ocean with his beams," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gallops the zodiac in his glistering coach," & @CRLF & _
                "	And overlooks the highest-peering hills;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So Tamora:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon her wit doth earthly honour wait," & @CRLF & _
                "	And virtue stoops and trembles at her frown." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, Aaron, arm thy heart, and fit thy thoughts," & @CRLF & _
                "	To mount aloft with thy imperial mistress," & @CRLF & _
                "	And mount her pitch, whom thou in triumph long" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast prisoner held, fetter'd in amorous chains" & @CRLF & _
                "	And faster bound to Aaron's charming eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than is Prometheus tied to Caucasus." & @CRLF & _
                "	Away with slavish weeds and servile thoughts!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will be bright, and shine in pearl and gold," & @CRLF & _
                "	To wait upon this new-made empress." & @CRLF & _
                "	To wait, said I? to wanton with this queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	This goddess, this Semiramis, this nymph," & @CRLF & _
                "	This siren, that will charm Rome's Saturnine," & @CRLF & _
                "	And see his shipwreck and his commonweal's." & @CRLF & _
                "	Holloa! what storm is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DEMETRIUS and CHIRON, braving]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Chiron, thy years want wit, thy wit wants edge," & @CRLF & _
                "	And manners, to intrude where I am graced;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And may, for aught thou know'st, affected be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	Demetrius, thou dost over-ween in all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so in this, to bear me down with braves." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not the difference of a year or two" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes me less gracious or thee more fortunate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am as able and as fit as thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	To serve, and to deserve my mistress' grace;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that my sword upon thee shall approve," & @CRLF & _
                "	And plead my passions for Lavinia's love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	[Aside]  Clubs, clubs! these lovers will not keep" & @CRLF & _
                "	the peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Why, boy, although our mother, unadvised," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gave you a dancing-rapier by your side," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are you so desperate grown, to threat your friends?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go to; have your lath glued within your sheath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till you know better how to handle it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	Meanwhile, sir, with the little skill I have," & @CRLF & _
                "	Full well shalt thou perceive how much I dare." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Ay, boy, grow ye so brave?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They draw]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	[Coming forward]  Why, how now, lords!" & @CRLF & _
                "	So near the emperor's palace dare you draw," & @CRLF & _
                "	And maintain such a quarrel openly?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Full well I wot the ground of all this grudge:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not for a million of gold" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cause were known to them it most concerns;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor would your noble mother for much more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be so dishonour'd in the court of Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "	For shame, put up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	                  Not I, till I have sheathed" & @CRLF & _
                "	My rapier in his bosom and withal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thrust these reproachful speeches down his throat" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he hath breathed in my dishonour here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	For that I am prepared and full resolved." & @CRLF & _
                "	Foul-spoken coward, that thunder'st with thy tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with thy weapon nothing darest perform!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Away, I say!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, by the gods that warlike Goths adore," & @CRLF & _
                "	This petty brabble will undo us all." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, lords, and think you not how dangerous" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is to jet upon a prince's right?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, is Lavinia then become so loose," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or Bassianus so degenerate," & @CRLF & _
                "	That for her love such quarrels may be broach'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without controlment, justice, or revenge?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Young lords, beware! and should the empress know" & @CRLF & _
                "	This discord's ground, the music would not please." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	I care not, I, knew she and all the world:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I love Lavinia more than all the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Youngling, learn thou to make some meaner choice:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lavinia is thine elder brother's hope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Why, are ye mad? or know ye not, in Rome" & @CRLF & _
                "	How furious and impatient they be," & @CRLF & _
                "	And cannot brook competitors in love?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I tell you, lords, you do but plot your deaths" & @CRLF & _
                "	By this device." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	                  Aaron, a thousand deaths" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would I propose to achieve her whom I love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	To achieve her! how?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Why makest thou it so strange?" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is a woman, therefore may be woo'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is a woman, therefore may be won;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is Lavinia, therefore must be loved." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, man! more water glideth by the mill" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than wots the miller of; and easy it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of a cut loaf to steal a shive, we know:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though Bassianus be the emperor's brother." & @CRLF & _
                "	Better than he have worn Vulcan's badge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	[Aside]  Ay, and as good as Saturninus may." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Then why should he despair that knows to court it" & @CRLF & _
                "	With words, fair looks and liberality?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, hast not thou full often struck a doe," & @CRLF & _
                "	And borne her cleanly by the keeper's nose?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Why, then, it seems, some certain snatch or so" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would serve your turns." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	Ay, so the turn were served." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Aaron, thou hast hit it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Would you had hit it too!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then should not we be tired with this ado." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, hark ye, hark ye! and are you such fools" & @CRLF & _
                "	To square for this? would it offend you, then" & @CRLF & _
                "	That both should speed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	Faith, not me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	                  Nor me, so I were one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	For shame, be friends, and join for that you jar:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis policy and stratagem must do" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you affect; and so must you resolve," & @CRLF & _
                "	That what you cannot as you would achieve," & @CRLF & _
                "	You must perforce accomplish as you may." & @CRLF & _
                "	Take this of me: Lucrece was not more chaste" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than this Lavinia, Bassianus' love." & @CRLF & _
                "	A speedier course than lingering languishment" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must we pursue, and I have found the path." & @CRLF & _
                "	My lords, a solemn hunting is in hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There will the lovely Roman ladies troop:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The forest walks are wide and spacious;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And many unfrequented plots there are" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fitted by kind for rape and villany:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Single you thither then this dainty doe," & @CRLF & _
                "	And strike her home by force, if not by words:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This way, or not at all, stand you in hope." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, come, our empress, with her sacred wit" & @CRLF & _
                "	To villany and vengeance consecrate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will we acquaint with all that we intend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And she shall file our engines with advice," & @CRLF & _
                "	That will not suffer you to square yourselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	But to your wishes' height advance you both." & @CRLF & _
                "	The emperor's court is like the house of Fame," & @CRLF & _
                "	The palace full of tongues, of eyes, and ears:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The woods are ruthless, dreadful, deaf, and dull;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There speak, and strike, brave boys, and take" & @CRLF & _
                "	your turns;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There serve your lusts, shadow'd from heaven's eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	And revel in Lavinia's treasury." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	Thy counsel, lad, smells of no cowardice," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Sit fas aut nefas, till I find the stream" & @CRLF & _
                "	To cool this heat, a charm to calm these fits." & @CRLF & _
                "	Per Styga, per manes vehor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TITUS ANDRONICUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A forest near Rome. Horns and cry of hounds heard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TITUS ANDRONICUS, with Hunters, &c., MARCUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	LUCIUS, QUINTUS, and MARTIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	The hunt is up, the morn is bright and grey," & @CRLF & _
                "	The fields are fragrant and the woods are green:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Uncouple here and let us make a bay" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wake the emperor and his lovely bride" & @CRLF & _
                "	And rouse the prince and ring a hunter's peal," & @CRLF & _
                "	That all the court may echo with the noise." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sons, let it be your charge, as it is ours," & @CRLF & _
                "	To attend the emperor's person carefully:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have been troubled in my sleep this night," & @CRLF & _
                "	But dawning day new comfort hath inspired." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A cry of hounds and horns, winded in a peal. Enter" & @CRLF & _
                "	SATURNINUS, TAMORA, BASSIANUS, LAVINIA, DEMETRIUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	CHIRON, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Many good morrows to your majesty;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Madam, to you as many and as good:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I promised your grace a hunter's peal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	And you have rung it lustily, my lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Somewhat too early for new-married ladies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSIANUS	Lavinia, how say you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAVINIA	I say, no;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have been broad awake two hours and more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Come on, then; horse and chariots let us have," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to our sport." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To TAMORA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Madam, now shall ye see" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our Roman hunting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	                  I have dogs, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will rouse the proudest panther in the chase," & @CRLF & _
                "	And climb the highest promontory top." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	And I have horse will follow where the game" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes way, and run like swallows o'er the plain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Chiron, we hunt not, we, with horse nor hound," & @CRLF & _
                "	But hope to pluck a dainty doe to ground." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TITUS ANDRONICUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A lonely part of the forest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AARON, with a bag of gold]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	He that had wit would think that I had none," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bury so much gold under a tree," & @CRLF & _
                "	And never after to inherit it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him that thinks of me so abjectly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Know that this gold must coin a stratagem," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, cunningly effected, will beget" & @CRLF & _
                "	A very excellent piece of villany:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so repose, sweet gold, for their unrest" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Hides the gold]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	That have their alms out of the empress' chest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TAMORA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	My lovely Aaron, wherefore look'st thou sad," & @CRLF & _
                "	When every thing doth make a gleeful boast?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The birds chant melody on every bush," & @CRLF & _
                "	The snake lies rolled in the cheerful sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	The green leaves quiver with the cooling wind" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make a chequer'd shadow on the ground:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under their sweet shade, Aaron, let us sit," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, whilst the babbling echo mocks the hounds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Replying shrilly to the well-tuned horns," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if a double hunt were heard at once," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us sit down and mark their yelping noise;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, after conflict such as was supposed" & @CRLF & _
                "	The wandering prince and Dido once enjoy'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	When with a happy storm they were surprised" & @CRLF & _
                "	And curtain'd with a counsel-keeping cave," & @CRLF & _
                "	We may, each wreathed in the other's arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our pastimes done, possess a golden slumber;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles hounds and horns and sweet melodious birds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be unto us as is a nurse's song" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of lullaby to bring her babe asleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Madam, though Venus govern your desires," & @CRLF & _
                "	Saturn is dominator over mine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What signifies my deadly-standing eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	My silence and my cloudy melancholy," & @CRLF & _
                "	My fleece of woolly hair that now uncurls" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even as an adder when she doth unroll" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do some fatal execution?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, madam, these are no venereal signs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Blood and revenge are hammering in my head." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark Tamora, the empress of my soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which never hopes more heaven than rests in thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the day of doom for Bassianus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His Philomel must lose her tongue to-day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy sons make pillage of her chastity" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wash their hands in Bassianus' blood." & @CRLF & _
                "	Seest thou this letter? take it up, I pray thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	And give the king this fatal plotted scroll." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now question me no more; we are espied;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes a parcel of our hopeful booty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which dreads not yet their lives' destruction." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Ah, my sweet Moor, sweeter to me than life!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	No more, great empress; Bassianus comes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be cross with him; and I'll go fetch thy sons" & @CRLF & _
                "	To back thy quarrels, whatsoe'er they be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter BASSIANUS and LAVINIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSIANUS	Who have we here? Rome's royal empress," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unfurnish'd of her well-beseeming troop?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or is it Dian, habited like her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who hath abandoned her holy groves" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see the general hunting in this forest?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Saucy controller of our private steps!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had I the power that some say Dian had," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy temples should be planted presently" & @CRLF & _
                "	With horns, as was Actaeon's; and the hounds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should drive upon thy new-transformed limbs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unmannerly intruder as thou art!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAVINIA	Under your patience, gentle empress," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis thought you have a goodly gift in horning;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to be doubted that your Moor and you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are singled forth to try experiments:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Jove shield your husband from his hounds to-day!" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis pity they should take him for a stag." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSIANUS	Believe me, queen, your swarth Cimmerian" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth make your honour of his body's hue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Spotted, detested, and abominable." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why are you sequester'd from all your train," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dismounted from your snow-white goodly steed." & @CRLF & _
                "	And wander'd hither to an obscure plot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Accompanied but with a barbarous Moor," & @CRLF & _
                "	If foul desire had not conducted you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAVINIA	And, being intercepted in your sport," & @CRLF & _
                "	Great reason that my noble lord be rated" & @CRLF & _
                "	For sauciness. I pray you, let us hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let her joy her raven-colour'd love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This valley fits the purpose passing well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "BASSIANUS	The king my brother shall have note of this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAVINIA	Ay, for these slips have made him noted long:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good king, to be so mightily abused!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Why have I patience to endure all this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DEMETRIUS and CHIRON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	How now, dear sovereign, and our gracious mother!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why doth your highness look so pale and wan?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Have I not reason, think you, to look pale?" & @CRLF & _
                "	These two have 'ticed me hither to this place:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A barren detested vale, you see it is;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The trees, though summer, yet forlorn and lean," & @CRLF & _
                "	O'ercome with moss and baleful mistletoe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here never shines the sun; here nothing breeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless the nightly owl or fatal raven:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when they show'd me this abhorred pit," & @CRLF & _
                "	They told me, here, at dead time of the night," & @CRLF & _
                "	A thousand fiends, a thousand hissing snakes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ten thousand swelling toads, as many urchins," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would make such fearful and confused cries" & @CRLF & _
                "	As any mortal body hearing it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should straight fall mad, or else die suddenly." & @CRLF & _
                "	No sooner had they told this hellish tale," & @CRLF & _
                "	But straight they told me they would bind me here" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the body of a dismal yew," & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave me to this miserable death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then they call'd me foul adulteress," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lascivious Goth, and all the bitterest terms" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever ear did hear to such effect:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, had you not by wondrous fortune come," & @CRLF & _
                "	This vengeance on me had they executed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Revenge it, as you love your mother's life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or be ye not henceforth call'd my children." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	This is a witness that I am thy son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Stabs BASSIANUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	And this for me, struck home to show my strength." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Also stabs BASSIANUS, who dies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAVINIA	Ay, come, Semiramis, nay, barbarous Tamora," & @CRLF & _
                "	For no name fits thy nature but thy own!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Give me thy poniard; you shall know, my boys" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your mother's hand shall right your mother's wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Stay, madam; here is more belongs to her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	First thrash the corn, then after burn the straw:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This minion stood upon her chastity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon her nuptial vow, her loyalty," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with that painted hope braves your mightiness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And shall she carry this unto her grave?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	An if she do, I would I were an eunuch." & @CRLF & _
                "	Drag hence her husband to some secret hole," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make his dead trunk pillow to our lust." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	But when ye have the honey ye desire," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let not this wasp outlive, us both to sting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	I warrant you, madam, we will make that sure." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, mistress, now perforce we will enjoy" & @CRLF & _
                "	That nice-preserved honesty of yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAVINIA	O Tamora! thou bear'st a woman's face,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	I will not hear her speak; away with her!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAVINIA	Sweet lords, entreat her hear me but a word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Listen, fair madam: let it be your glory" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see her tears; but be your heart to them" & @CRLF & _
                "	As unrelenting flint to drops of rain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAVINIA	When did the tiger's young ones teach the dam?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, do not learn her wrath; she taught it thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The milk thou suck'dst from her did turn to marble;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even at thy teat thou hadst thy tyranny." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet every mother breeds not sons alike:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To CHIRON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do thou entreat her show a woman pity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	What, wouldst thou have me prove myself a bastard?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAVINIA	'Tis true; the raven doth not hatch a lark:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet have I heard,--O, could I find it now!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lion moved with pity did endure" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have his princely paws pared all away:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some say that ravens foster forlorn children," & @CRLF & _
                "	The whilst their own birds famish in their nests:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, be to me, though thy hard heart say no," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing so kind, but something pitiful!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	I know not what it means; away with her!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAVINIA	O, let me teach thee! for my father's sake," & @CRLF & _
                "	That gave thee life, when well he might have" & @CRLF & _
                "	slain thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not obdurate, open thy deaf ears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Hadst thou in person ne'er offended me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even for his sake am I pitiless." & @CRLF & _
                "	Remember, boys, I pour'd forth tears in vain," & @CRLF & _
                "	To save your brother from the sacrifice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But fierce Andronicus would not relent;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, away with her, and use her as you will," & @CRLF & _
                "	The worse to her, the better loved of me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAVINIA	O Tamora, be call'd a gentle queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with thine own hands kill me in this place!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'tis not life that I have begg'd so long;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor I was slain when Bassianus died." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	What begg'st thou, then? fond woman, let me go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAVINIA	'Tis present death I beg; and one thing more" & @CRLF & _
                "	That womanhood denies my tongue to tell:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, keep me from their worse than killing lust," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tumble me into some loathsome pit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where never man's eye may behold my body:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do this, and be a charitable murderer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	So should I rob my sweet sons of their fee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, let them satisfy their lust on thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Away! for thou hast stay'd us here too long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAVINIA	No grace? no womanhood? Ah, beastly creature!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The blot and enemy to our general name!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Confusion fall--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	Nay, then I'll stop your mouth. Bring thou her husband:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the hole where Aaron bid us hide him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[DEMETRIUS throws the body of BASSIANUS into the" & @CRLF & _
                "	pit; then exeunt DEMETRIUS and CHIRON, dragging" & @CRLF & _
                "	off LAVINIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Farewell, my sons: see that you make her sure." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ne'er let my heart know merry cheer indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till all the Andronici be made away." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now will I hence to seek my lovely Moor," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let my spleenful sons this trull deflow'r." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter AARON, with QUINTUS and MARTIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Come on, my lords, the better foot before:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Straight will I bring you to the loathsome pit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where I espied the panther fast asleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINTUS	My sight is very dull, whate'er it bodes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARTIUS	And mine, I promise you; were't not for shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	Well could I leave our sport to sleep awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Falls into the pit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINTUS	What art thou fall'n? What subtle hole is this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose mouth is cover'd with rude-growing briers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon whose leaves are drops of new-shed blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	As fresh as morning dew distill'd on flowers?" & @CRLF & _
                "	A very fatal place it seems to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak, brother, hast thou hurt thee with the fall?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARTIUS	O brother, with the dismall'st object hurt" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever eye with sight made heart lament!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	[Aside]  Now will I fetch the king to find them here," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he thereby may give a likely guess" & @CRLF & _
                "	How these were they that made away his brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARTIUS	Why dost not comfort me, and help me out" & @CRLF & _
                "	From this unhallowed and blood-stained hole?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINTUS	I am surprised with an uncouth fear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A chilling sweat o'er-runs my trembling joints:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart suspects more than mine eye can see." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARTIUS	To prove thou hast a true-divining heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Aaron and thou look down into this den," & @CRLF & _
                "	And see a fearful sight of blood and death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINTUS	Aaron is gone; and my compassionate heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will not permit mine eyes once to behold" & @CRLF & _
                "	The thing whereat it trembles by surmise;" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, tell me how it is; for ne'er till now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was I a child to fear I know not what." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARTIUS	Lord Bassianus lies embrewed here," & @CRLF & _
                "	All on a heap, like to a slaughter'd lamb," & @CRLF & _
                "	In this detested, dark, blood-drinking pit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINTUS	If it be dark, how dost thou know 'tis he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARTIUS	Upon his bloody finger he doth wear" & @CRLF & _
                "	A precious ring, that lightens all the hole," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, like a taper in some monument," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth shine upon the dead man's earthy cheeks," & @CRLF & _
                "	And shows the ragged entrails of the pit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So pale did shine the moon on Pyramus" & @CRLF & _
                "	When he by night lay bathed in maiden blood." & @CRLF & _
                "	O brother, help me with thy fainting hand--" & @CRLF & _
                "	If fear hath made thee faint, as me it hath--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of this fell devouring receptacle," & @CRLF & _
                "	As hateful as Cocytus' misty mouth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINTUS	Reach me thy hand, that I may help thee out;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, wanting strength to do thee so much good," & @CRLF & _
                "	I may be pluck'd into the swallowing womb" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this deep pit, poor Bassianus' grave." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have no strength to pluck thee to the brink." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARTIUS	Nor I no strength to climb without thy help." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "QUINTUS	Thy hand once more; I will not loose again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till thou art here aloft, or I below:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou canst not come to me: I come to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Falls in]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SATURNINUS with AARON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Along with me: I'll see what hole is here," & @CRLF & _
                "	And what he is that now is leap'd into it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Say who art thou that lately didst descend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into this gaping hollow of the earth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARTIUS	The unhappy son of old Andronicus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Brought hither in a most unlucky hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	To find thy brother Bassianus dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	My brother dead! I know thou dost but jest:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He and his lady both are at the lodge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the north side of this pleasant chase;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not an hour since I left him there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARTIUS	We know not where you left him all alive;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, out, alas! here have we found him dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter TAMORA, with Attendants; TITUS" & @CRLF & _
                "	ANDRONICUS, and Lucius]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Where is my lord the king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Here, Tamora, though grieved with killing grief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Where is thy brother Bassianus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Now to the bottom dost thou search my wound:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor Bassianus here lies murdered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Then all too late I bring this fatal writ," & @CRLF & _
                "	The complot of this timeless tragedy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wonder greatly that man's face can fold" & @CRLF & _
                "	In pleasing smiles such murderous tyranny." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[She giveth SATURNINUS a letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	[Reads]  'An if we miss to meet him handsomely--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet huntsman, Bassianus 'tis we mean--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do thou so much as dig the grave for him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou know'st our meaning. Look for thy reward" & @CRLF & _
                "	Among the nettles at the elder-tree" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which overshades the mouth of that same pit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where we decreed to bury Bassianus." & @CRLF & _
                "	Do this, and purchase us thy lasting friends.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	O Tamora! was ever heard the like?" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the pit, and this the elder-tree." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, sirs, if you can find the huntsman out" & @CRLF & _
                "	That should have murdered Bassianus here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	My gracious lord, here is the bag of gold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	[To TITUS]  Two of thy whelps, fell curs of" & @CRLF & _
                "	bloody kind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have here bereft my brother of his life." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sirs, drag them from the pit unto the prison:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There let them bide until we have devised" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some never-heard-of torturing pain for them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	What, are they in this pit? O wondrous thing!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How easily murder is discovered!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	High emperor, upon my feeble knee" & @CRLF & _
                "	I beg this boon, with tears not lightly shed," & @CRLF & _
                "	That this fell fault of my accursed sons," & @CRLF & _
                "	Accursed if the fault be proved in them,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	If it be proved! you see it is apparent." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who found this letter? Tamora, was it you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Andronicus himself did take it up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	I did, my lord: yet let me be their bail;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, by my father's reverend tomb, I vow" & @CRLF & _
                "	They shall be ready at your highness' will" & @CRLF & _
                "	To answer their suspicion with their lives." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Thou shalt not bail them: see thou follow me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Some bring the murder'd body, some the murderers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let them not speak a word; the guilt is plain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, by my soul, were there worse end than death," & @CRLF & _
                "	That end upon them should be executed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Andronicus, I will entreat the king;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fear not thy sons; they shall do well enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Come, Lucius, come; stay not to talk with them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TITUS ANDRONICUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Another part of the forest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DEMETRIUS and CHIRON with LAVINIA, ravished;" & @CRLF & _
                "	her hands cut off, and her tongue cut out]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	So, now go tell, an if thy tongue can speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who 'twas that cut thy tongue and ravish'd thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	Write down thy mind, bewray thy meaning so," & @CRLF & _
                "	An if thy stumps will let thee play the scribe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	See, how with signs and tokens she can scrowl." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	Go home, call for sweet water, wash thy hands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	She hath no tongue to call, nor hands to wash;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so let's leave her to her silent walks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	An 'twere my case, I should go hang myself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	If thou hadst hands to help thee knit the cord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt DEMETRIUS and CHIRON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARCUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS	Who is this? my niece, that flies away so fast!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cousin, a word; where is your husband?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I do dream, would all my wealth would wake me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I do wake, some planet strike me down," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I may slumber in eternal sleep!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak, gentle niece, what stern ungentle hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have lopp'd and hew'd and made thy body bare" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of her two branches, those sweet ornaments," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose circling shadows kings have sought to sleep in," & @CRLF & _
                "	And might not gain so great a happiness" & @CRLF & _
                "	As have thy love? Why dost not speak to me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, a crimson river of warm blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to a bubbling fountain stirr'd with wind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth rise and fall between thy rosed lips," & @CRLF & _
                "	Coming and going with thy honey breath." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, sure, some Tereus hath deflowered thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, lest thou shouldst detect him, cut thy tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, now thou turn'st away thy face for shame!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, notwithstanding all this loss of blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	As from a conduit with three issuing spouts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet do thy cheeks look red as Titan's face" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blushing to be encountered with a cloud." & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I speak for thee? shall I say 'tis so?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, that I knew thy heart; and knew the beast," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I might rail at him, to ease my mind!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sorrow concealed, like an oven stopp'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth burn the heart to cinders where it is." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fair Philomela, she but lost her tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in a tedious sampler sew'd her mind:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, lovely niece, that mean is cut from thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A craftier Tereus, cousin, hast thou met," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he hath cut those pretty fingers off," & @CRLF & _
                "	That could have better sew'd than Philomel." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, had the monster seen those lily hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tremble, like aspen-leaves, upon a lute," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make the silken strings delight to kiss them," & @CRLF & _
                "	He would not then have touch'd them for his life!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, had he heard the heavenly harmony" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which that sweet tongue hath made," & @CRLF & _
                "	He would have dropp'd his knife, and fell asleep" & @CRLF & _
                "	As Cerberus at the Thracian poet's feet." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, let us go, and make thy father blind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For such a sight will blind a father's eye:" & @CRLF & _
                "	One hour's storm will drown the fragrant meads;" & @CRLF & _
                "	What will whole months of tears thy father's eyes?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not draw back, for we will mourn with thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, could our mourning ease thy misery!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TITUS ANDRONICUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Rome. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Judges, Senators and Tribunes, with MARTIUS" & @CRLF & _
                "	and QUINTUS, bound, passing on to the place of" & @CRLF & _
                "	execution; TITUS going before, pleading]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Hear me, grave fathers! noble tribunes, stay!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For pity of mine age, whose youth was spent" & @CRLF & _
                "	In dangerous wars, whilst you securely slept;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For all my blood in Rome's great quarrel shed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For all the frosty nights that I have watch'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And for these bitter tears, which now you see" & @CRLF & _
                "	Filling the aged wrinkles in my cheeks;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be pitiful to my condemned sons," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose souls are not corrupted as 'tis thought." & @CRLF & _
                "	For two and twenty sons I never wept," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because they died in honour's lofty bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Lieth down; the Judges, &c., pass by him, and Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	For these, these, tribunes, in the dust I write" & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart's deep languor and my soul's sad tears:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let my tears stanch the earth's dry appetite;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My sons' sweet blood will make it shame and blush." & @CRLF & _
                "	O earth, I will befriend thee more with rain," & @CRLF & _
                "	That shall distil from these two ancient urns," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than youthful April shall with all his showers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In summer's drought I'll drop upon thee still;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In winter with warm tears I'll melt the snow" & @CRLF & _
                "	And keep eternal spring-time on thy face," & @CRLF & _
                "	So thou refuse to drink my dear sons' blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LUCIUS, with his sword drawn]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O reverend tribunes! O gentle, aged men!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unbind my sons, reverse the doom of death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let me say, that never wept before," & @CRLF & _
                "	My tears are now prevailing orators." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	O noble father, you lament in vain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The tribunes hear you not; no man is by;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you recount your sorrows to a stone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Ah, Lucius, for thy brothers let me plead." & @CRLF & _
                "	Grave tribunes, once more I entreat of you,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	My gracious lord, no tribune hears you speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Why, tis no matter, man; if they did hear," & @CRLF & _
                "	They would not mark me, or if they did mark," & @CRLF & _
                "	They would not pity me, yet plead I must;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bootless unto them [                  ]" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore I tell my sorrows to the stones;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, though they cannot answer my distress," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet in some sort they are better than the tribunes," & @CRLF & _
                "	For that they will not intercept my tale:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I do weep, they humbly at my feet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Receive my tears and seem to weep with me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, were they but attired in grave weeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rome could afford no tribune like to these." & @CRLF & _
                "	A stone is soft as wax,--tribunes more hard than stones;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A stone is silent, and offendeth not," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tribunes with their tongues doom men to death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Rises]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	But wherefore stand'st thou with thy weapon drawn?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	To rescue my two brothers from their death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For which attempt the judges have pronounced" & @CRLF & _
                "	My everlasting doom of banishment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	O happy man! they have befriended thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, foolish Lucius, dost thou not perceive" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Rome is but a wilderness of tigers?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tigers must prey, and Rome affords no prey" & @CRLF & _
                "	But me and mine: how happy art thou, then," & @CRLF & _
                "	From these devourers to be banished!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But who comes with our brother Marcus here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARCUS and LAVINIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Titus, prepare thy aged eyes to weep;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, if not so, thy noble heart to break:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I bring consuming sorrow to thine age." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Will it consume me? let me see it, then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	This was thy daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Why, Marcus, so she is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Ay me, this object kills me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Faint-hearted boy, arise, and look upon her." & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak, Lavinia, what accursed hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath made thee handless in thy father's sight?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What fool hath added water to the sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or brought a faggot to bright-burning Troy?" & @CRLF & _
                "	My grief was at the height before thou camest," & @CRLF & _
                "	And now like Nilus, it disdaineth bounds." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me a sword, I'll chop off my hands too;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For they have fought for Rome, and all in vain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And they have nursed this woe, in feeding life;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In bootless prayer have they been held up," & @CRLF & _
                "	And they have served me to effectless use:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now all the service I require of them" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is that the one will help to cut the other." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis well, Lavinia, that thou hast no hands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For hands, to do Rome service, are but vain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Speak, gentle sister, who hath martyr'd thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	O, that delightful engine of her thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	That blabb'd them with such pleasing eloquence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is torn from forth that pretty hollow cage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where, like a sweet melodious bird, it sung" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet varied notes, enchanting every ear!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	O, say thou for her, who hath done this deed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	O, thus I found her, straying in the park," & @CRLF & _
                "	Seeking to hide herself, as doth the deer" & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath received some unrecuring wound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	It was my deer; and he that wounded her" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath hurt me more than had he killed me dead:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For now I stand as one upon a rock" & @CRLF & _
                "	Environed with a wilderness of sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who marks the waxing tide grow wave by wave," & @CRLF & _
                "	Expecting ever when some envious surge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will in his brinish bowels swallow him." & @CRLF & _
                "	This way to death my wretched sons are gone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here stands my other son, a banished man," & @CRLF & _
                "	And here my brother, weeping at my woes." & @CRLF & _
                "	But that which gives my soul the greatest spurn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is dear Lavinia, dearer than my soul." & @CRLF & _
                "	Had I but seen thy picture in this plight," & @CRLF & _
                "	It would have madded me: what shall I do" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now I behold thy lively body so?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast no hands, to wipe away thy tears:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor tongue, to tell me who hath martyr'd thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy husband he is dead: and for his death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy brothers are condemn'd, and dead by this." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, Marcus! ah, son Lucius, look on her!" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I did name her brothers, then fresh tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stood on her cheeks, as doth the honey-dew" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a gather'd lily almost wither'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Perchance she weeps because they kill'd her husband;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perchance because she knows them innocent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	If they did kill thy husband, then be joyful" & @CRLF & _
                "	Because the law hath ta'en revenge on them." & @CRLF & _
                "	No, no, they would not do so foul a deed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Witness the sorrow that their sister makes." & @CRLF & _
                "	Gentle Lavinia, let me kiss thy lips." & @CRLF & _
                "	Or make some sign how I may do thee ease:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall thy good uncle, and thy brother Lucius," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou, and I, sit round about some fountain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Looking all downwards to behold our cheeks" & @CRLF & _
                "	How they are stain'd, as meadows, yet not dry," & @CRLF & _
                "	With miry slime left on them by a flood?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the fountain shall we gaze so long" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till the fresh taste be taken from that clearness," & @CRLF & _
                "	And made a brine-pit with our bitter tears?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or shall we cut away our hands, like thine?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or shall we bite our tongues, and in dumb shows" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pass the remainder of our hateful days?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What shall we do? let us, that have our tongues," & @CRLF & _
                "	Plot some deuce of further misery," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make us wonder'd at in time to come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Sweet father, cease your tears; for, at your grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	See how my wretched sister sobs and weeps." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Patience, dear niece. Good Titus, dry thine eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Ah, Marcus, Marcus! brother, well I wot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy napkin cannot drink a tear of mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	For thou, poor man, hast drown'd it with thine own." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Ah, my Lavinia, I will wipe thy cheeks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Mark, Marcus, mark! I understand her signs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had she a tongue to speak, now would she say" & @CRLF & _
                "	That to her brother which I said to thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His napkin, with his true tears all bewet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can do no service on her sorrowful cheeks." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, what a sympathy of woe is this," & @CRLF & _
                "	As far from help as Limbo is from bliss!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AARON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Titus Andronicus, my lord the emperor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sends thee this word,--that, if thou love thy sons," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let Marcus, Lucius, or thyself, old Titus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or any one of you, chop off your hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	And send it to the king: he for the same" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will send thee hither both thy sons alive;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that shall be the ransom for their fault." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	O gracious emperor! O gentle Aaron!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did ever raven sing so like a lark," & @CRLF & _
                "	That gives sweet tidings of the sun's uprise?" & @CRLF & _
                "	With all my heart, I'll send the emperor My hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good Aaron, wilt thou help to chop it off?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Stay, father! for that noble hand of thine," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath thrown down so many enemies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall not be sent: my hand will serve the turn:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My youth can better spare my blood than you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore mine shall save my brothers' lives." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	 Which of your hands hath not defended Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	And rear'd aloft the bloody battle-axe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Writing destruction on the enemy's castle?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, none of both but are of high desert:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My hand hath been but idle; let it serve" & @CRLF & _
                "	To ransom my two nephews from their death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then have I kept it to a worthy end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Nay, come, agree whose hand shall go along," & @CRLF & _
                "	For fear they die before their pardon come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	My hand shall go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	                  By heaven, it shall not go!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Sirs, strive no more: such wither'd herbs as these" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are meet for plucking up, and therefore mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Sweet father, if I shall be thought thy son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me redeem my brothers both from death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	And, for our father's sake and mother's care," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now let me show a brother's love to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Agree between you; I will spare my hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Then I'll go fetch an axe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	But I will use the axe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt LUCIUS and MARCUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Come hither, Aaron; I'll deceive them both:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lend me thy hand, and I will give thee mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	[Aside]  If that be call'd deceit, I will be honest," & @CRLF & _
                "	And never, whilst I live, deceive men so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I'll deceive you in another sort," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that you'll say, ere half an hour pass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Cuts off TITUS's hand]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter LUCIUS and MARCUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Now stay your strife: what shall be is dispatch'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good Aaron, give his majesty my hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell him it was a hand that warded him" & @CRLF & _
                "	From thousand dangers; bid him bury it" & @CRLF & _
                "	More hath it merited; that let it have." & @CRLF & _
                "	As for my sons, say I account of them" & @CRLF & _
                "	As jewels purchased at an easy price;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet dear too, because I bought mine own." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	I go, Andronicus: and for thy hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look by and by to have thy sons with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their heads, I mean. O, how this villany" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth fat me with the very thoughts of it!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let fools do good, and fair men call for grace." & @CRLF & _
                "	Aaron will have his soul black like his face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	O, here I lift this one hand up to heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bow this feeble ruin to the earth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If any power pities wretched tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	To that I call!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To LAVINIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, wilt thou kneel with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do, then, dear heart; for heaven shall hear our prayers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or with our sighs we'll breathe the welkin dim," & @CRLF & _
                "	And stain the sun with fog, as sometime clouds" & @CRLF & _
                "	When they do hug him in their melting bosoms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	O brother, speak with possibilities," & @CRLF & _
                "	And do not break into these deep extremes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Is not my sorrow deep, having no bottom?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then be my passions bottomless with them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	But yet let reason govern thy lament." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	If there were reason for these miseries," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then into limits could I bind my woes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When heaven doth weep, doth not the earth o'erflow?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If the winds rage, doth not the sea wax mad," & @CRLF & _
                "	Threatening the welkin with his big-swoln face?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wilt thou have a reason for this coil?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am the sea; hark, how her sighs do blow!" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is the weeping welkin, I the earth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then must my sea be moved with her sighs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then must my earth with her continual tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	Become a deluge, overflow'd and drown'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For why my bowels cannot hide her woes," & @CRLF & _
                "	But like a drunkard must I vomit them." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then give me leave, for losers will have leave" & @CRLF & _
                "	To ease their stomachs with their bitter tongues." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Messenger, with two heads and a hand]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Messenger	Worthy Andronicus, ill art thou repaid" & @CRLF & _
                "	For that good hand thou sent'st the emperor." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here are the heads of thy two noble sons;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here's thy hand, in scorn to thee sent back;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy griefs their sports, thy resolution mock'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That woe is me to think upon thy woes" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than remembrance of my father's death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Now let hot AEtna cool in Sicily," & @CRLF & _
                "	And be my heart an ever-burning hell!" & @CRLF & _
                "	These miseries are more than may be borne." & @CRLF & _
                "	To weep with them that weep doth ease some deal;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But sorrow flouted at is double death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Ah, that this sight should make so deep a wound," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet detested life not shrink thereat!" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever death should let life bear his name," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where life hath no more interest but to breathe!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[LAVINIA kisses TITUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Alas, poor heart, that kiss is comfortless" & @CRLF & _
                "	As frozen water to a starved snake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	When will this fearful slumber have an end?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Now, farewell, flattery: die, Andronicus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou dost not slumber: see, thy two sons' heads," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy warlike hand, thy mangled daughter here:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy other banish'd son, with this dear sight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Struck pale and bloodless; and thy brother, I," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even like a stony image, cold and numb." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, now no more will I control thy griefs:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rend off thy silver hair, thy other hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gnawing with thy teeth; and be this dismal sight" & @CRLF & _
                "	The closing up of our most wretched eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now is a time to storm; why art thou still?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Ha, ha, ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Why dost thou laugh? it fits not with this hour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Why, I have not another tear to shed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, this sorrow is an enemy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And would usurp upon my watery eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make them blind with tributary tears:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then which way shall I find Revenge's cave?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For these two heads do seem to speak to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And threat me I shall never come to bliss" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till all these mischiefs be return'd again" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in their throats that have committed them." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, let me see what task I have to do." & @CRLF & _
                "	You heavy people, circle me about," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I may turn me to each one of you," & @CRLF & _
                "	And swear unto my soul to right your wrongs." & @CRLF & _
                "	The vow is made. Come, brother, take a head;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in this hand the other I will bear." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lavinia, thou shalt be employ'd: these arms!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bear thou my hand, sweet wench, between thy teeth." & @CRLF & _
                "	As for thee, boy, go get thee from my sight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art an exile, and thou must not stay:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hie to the Goths, and raise an army there:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, if you love me, as I think you do," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's kiss and part, for we have much to do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt TITUS, MARCUS, and LAVINIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Farewell Andronicus, my noble father," & @CRLF & _
                "	The wofull'st man that ever lived in Rome:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, proud Rome; till Lucius come again," & @CRLF & _
                "	He leaves his pledges dearer than his life:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, Lavinia, my noble sister;" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, would thou wert as thou tofore hast been!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But now nor Lucius nor Lavinia lives" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in oblivion and hateful griefs." & @CRLF & _
                "	If Lucius live, he will requite your wrongs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make proud Saturnine and his empress" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beg at the gates, like Tarquin and his queen." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now will I to the Goths, and raise a power," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be revenged on Rome and Saturnine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TITUS ANDRONICUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A room in Titus's house. A banquet set out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TITUS, MARCUS, LAVINIA and Young LUCIUS, a boy]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	So, so; now sit: and look you eat no more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than will preserve just so much strength in us" & @CRLF & _
                "	As will revenge these bitter woes of ours." & @CRLF & _
                "	Marcus, unknit that sorrow-wreathen knot:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy niece and I, poor creatures, want our hands," & @CRLF & _
                "	And cannot passionate our tenfold grief" & @CRLF & _
                "	With folded arms. This poor right hand of mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is left to tyrannize upon my breast;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, when my heart, all mad with misery," & @CRLF & _
                "	Beats in this hollow prison of my flesh," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then thus I thump it down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To LAVINIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou map of woe, that thus dost talk in signs!" & @CRLF & _
                "	When thy poor heart beats with outrageous beating," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou canst not strike it thus to make it still." & @CRLF & _
                "	Wound it with sighing, girl, kill it with groans;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or get some little knife between thy teeth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And just against thy heart make thou a hole;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That all the tears that thy poor eyes let fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	May run into that sink, and soaking in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Drown the lamenting fool in sea-salt tears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Fie, brother, fie! teach her not thus to lay" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such violent hands upon her tender life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	How now! has sorrow made thee dote already?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, Marcus, no man should be mad but I." & @CRLF & _
                "	What violent hands can she lay on her life?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, wherefore dost thou urge the name of hands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bid AEneas tell the tale twice o'er," & @CRLF & _
                "	How Troy was burnt and he made miserable?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, handle not the theme, to talk of hands," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest we remember still that we have none." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fie, fie, how franticly I square my talk," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if we should forget we had no hands," & @CRLF & _
                "	If Marcus did not name the word of hands!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, let's fall to; and, gentle girl, eat this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is no drink! Hark, Marcus, what she says;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I can interpret all her martyr'd signs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She says she drinks no other drink but tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	Brew'd with her sorrow, mesh'd upon her cheeks:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speechless complainer, I will learn thy thought;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In thy dumb action will I be as perfect" & @CRLF & _
                "	As begging hermits in their holy prayers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt not sigh, nor hold thy stumps to heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor wink, nor nod, nor kneel, nor make a sign," & @CRLF & _
                "	But I of these will wrest an alphabet" & @CRLF & _
                "	And by still practise learn to know thy meaning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Young LUCIUS	Good grandsire, leave these bitter deep laments:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make my aunt merry with some pleasing tale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Alas, the tender boy, in passion moved," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth weep to see his grandsire's heaviness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Peace, tender sapling; thou art made of tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tears will quickly melt thy life away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[MARCUS strikes the dish with a knife]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What dost thou strike at, Marcus, with thy knife?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	At that that I have kill'd, my lord; a fly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Out on thee, murderer! thou kill'st my heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine eyes are cloy'd with view of tyranny:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A deed of death done on the innocent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Becomes not Titus' brother: get thee gone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I see thou art not for my company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Alas, my lord, I have but kill'd a fly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	But how, if that fly had a father and mother?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How would he hang his slender gilded wings," & @CRLF & _
                "	And buzz lamenting doings in the air!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor harmless fly," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, with his pretty buzzing melody," & @CRLF & _
                "	Came here to make us merry! and thou hast" & @CRLF & _
                "	kill'd him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Pardon me, sir; it was a black ill-favor'd fly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to the empress' Moor; therefore I kill'd him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	O, O, O," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then pardon me for reprehending thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	For thou hast done a charitable deed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me thy knife, I will insult on him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Flattering myself, as if it were the Moor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come hither purposely to poison me.--" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's for thyself, and that's for Tamora." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, sirrah!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, I think, we are not brought so low," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that between us we can kill a fly" & @CRLF & _
                "	That comes in likeness of a coal-black Moor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Alas, poor man! grief has so wrought on him," & @CRLF & _
                "	He takes false shadows for true substances." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Come, take away. Lavinia, go with me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll to thy closet; and go read with thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sad stories chanced in the times of old." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, boy, and go with me: thy sight is young," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou shalt read when mine begin to dazzle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TITUS ANDRONICUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Rome. Titus's garden." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter young LUCIUS, and LAVINIA running after him," & @CRLF & _
                "	and the boy flies from her, with books under his" & @CRLF & _
                "	arm. Then enter TITUS and MARCUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Young LUCIUS	Help, grandsire, help! my aunt Lavinia" & @CRLF & _
                "	Follows me every where, I know not why:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good uncle Marcus, see how swift she comes." & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, sweet aunt, I know not what you mean." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Stand by me, Lucius; do not fear thine aunt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	She loves thee, boy, too well to do thee harm." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Young LUCIUS	Ay, when my father was in Rome she did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	What means my niece Lavinia by these signs?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Fear her not, Lucius: somewhat doth she mean:" & @CRLF & _
                "	See, Lucius, see how much she makes of thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Somewhither would she have thee go with her." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, boy, Cornelia never with more care" & @CRLF & _
                "	Read to her sons than she hath read to thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet poetry and Tully's Orator." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Canst thou not guess wherefore she plies thee thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Young LUCIUS	My lord, I know not, I, nor can I guess," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless some fit or frenzy do possess her:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I have heard my grandsire say full oft," & @CRLF & _
                "	Extremity of griefs would make men mad;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I have read that Hecuba of Troy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ran mad through sorrow: that made me to fear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Although, my lord, I know my noble aunt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Loves me as dear as e'er my mother did," & @CRLF & _
                "	And would not, but in fury, fright my youth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which made me down to throw my books, and fly--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Causeless, perhaps. But pardon me, sweet aunt:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, madam, if my uncle Marcus go," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will most willingly attend your ladyship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Lucius, I will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[LAVINIA turns over with her stumps the books which" & @CRLF & _
                "	LUCIUS has let fall]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	How now, Lavinia! Marcus, what means this?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some book there is that she desires to see." & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is it, girl, of these? Open them, boy." & @CRLF & _
                "	But thou art deeper read, and better skill'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, and take choice of all my library," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so beguile thy sorrow, till the heavens" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reveal the damn'd contriver of this deed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why lifts she up her arms in sequence thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	I think she means that there was more than one" & @CRLF & _
                "	Confederate in the fact: ay, more there was;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else to heaven she heaves them for revenge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Lucius, what book is that she tosseth so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Young LUCIUS	Grandsire, 'tis Ovid's Metamorphoses;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My mother gave it me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	For love of her that's gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Perhaps she cull'd it from among the rest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Soft! see how busily she turns the leaves!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Helping her]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What would she find? Lavinia, shall I read?" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the tragic tale of Philomel," & @CRLF & _
                "	And treats of Tereus' treason and his rape:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And rape, I fear, was root of thine annoy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	See, brother, see; note how she quotes the leaves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Lavinia, wert thou thus surprised, sweet girl," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ravish'd and wrong'd, as Philomela was," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forced in the ruthless, vast, and gloomy woods? See, see!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, such a place there is, where we did hunt--" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, had we never, never hunted there!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pattern'd by that the poet here describes," & @CRLF & _
                "	By nature made for murders and for rapes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	O, why should nature build so foul a den," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless the gods delight in tragedies?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Give signs, sweet girl, for here are none" & @CRLF & _
                "	but friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	What Roman lord it was durst do the deed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or slunk not Saturnine, as Tarquin erst," & @CRLF & _
                "	That left the camp to sin in Lucrece' bed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Sit down, sweet niece: brother, sit down by me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Apollo, Pallas, Jove, or Mercury," & @CRLF & _
                "	Inspire me, that I may this treason find!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord, look here: look here, Lavinia:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This sandy plot is plain; guide, if thou canst" & @CRLF & _
                "	This after me, when I have writ my name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without the help of any hand at all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He writes his name with his staff, and guides it" & @CRLF & _
                "	with feet and mouth]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cursed be that heart that forced us to this shift!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Write thou good niece; and here display, at last," & @CRLF & _
                "	What God will have discover'd for revenge;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heaven guide thy pen to print thy sorrows plain," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we may know the traitors and the truth!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[She takes the staff in her mouth, and guides it" & @CRLF & _
                "	with her stumps, and writes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	O, do ye read, my lord, what she hath writ?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Stuprum. Chiron. Demetrius.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	What, what! the lustful sons of Tamora" & @CRLF & _
                "	Performers of this heinous, bloody deed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Magni Dominator poli," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tam lentus audis scelera? tam lentus vides?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	O, calm thee, gentle lord; although I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is enough written upon this earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	To stir a mutiny in the mildest thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	And arm the minds of infants to exclaims." & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord, kneel down with me; Lavinia, kneel;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And kneel, sweet boy, the Roman Hector's hope;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And swear with me, as, with the woful fere" & @CRLF & _
                "	And father of that chaste dishonour'd dame," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord Junius Brutus sware for Lucrece' rape," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we will prosecute by good advice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mortal revenge upon these traitorous Goths," & @CRLF & _
                "	And see their blood, or die with this reproach." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	'Tis sure enough, an you knew how." & @CRLF & _
                "	But if you hunt these bear-whelps, then beware:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The dam will wake; and, if she wind you once," & @CRLF & _
                "	She's with the lion deeply still in league," & @CRLF & _
                "	And lulls him whilst she playeth on her back," & @CRLF & _
                "	And when he sleeps will she do what she list." & @CRLF & _
                "	You are a young huntsman, Marcus; let it alone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, come, I will go get a leaf of brass," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with a gad of steel will write these words," & @CRLF & _
                "	And lay it by: the angry northern wind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will blow these sands, like Sibyl's leaves, abroad," & @CRLF & _
                "	And where's your lesson, then? Boy, what say you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Young LUCIUS	I say, my lord, that if I were a man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their mother's bed-chamber should not be safe" & @CRLF & _
                "	For these bad bondmen to the yoke of Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Ay, that's my boy! thy father hath full oft" & @CRLF & _
                "	For his ungrateful country done the like." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Young LUCIUS	And, uncle, so will I, an if I live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Come, go with me into mine armoury;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lucius, I'll fit thee; and withal, my boy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shalt carry from me to the empress' sons" & @CRLF & _
                "	Presents that I intend to send them both:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, come; thou'lt do thy message, wilt thou not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Young LUCIUS	Ay, with my dagger in their bosoms, grandsire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	No, boy, not so; I'll teach thee another course." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lavinia, come. Marcus, look to my house:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lucius and I'll go brave it at the court:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, marry, will we, sir; and we'll be waited on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt TITUS, LAVINIA, and Young LUCIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	O heavens, can you hear a good man groan," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not relent, or not compassion him?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Marcus, attend him in his ecstasy," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath more scars of sorrow in his heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than foemen's marks upon his batter'd shield;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet so just that he will not revenge." & @CRLF & _
                "	Revenge, ye heavens, for old Andronicus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TITUS ANDRONICUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same. A room in the palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, from one side, AARON, DEMETRIUS, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	CHIRON; from the other side, Young LUCIUS, and an" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attendant, with a bundle of weapons, and verses" & @CRLF & _
                "	writ upon them]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	Demetrius, here's the son of Lucius;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath some message to deliver us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Ay, some mad message from his mad grandfather." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Young LUCIUS	My lords, with all the humbleness I may," & @CRLF & _
                "	I greet your honours from Andronicus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pray the Roman gods confound you both!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Gramercy, lovely Lucius: what's the news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Young LUCIUS	[Aside]  That you are both decipher'd, that's the news," & @CRLF & _
                "	For villains mark'd with rape.--May it please you," & @CRLF & _
                "	My grandsire, well advised, hath sent by me" & @CRLF & _
                "	The goodliest weapons of his armoury" & @CRLF & _
                "	To gratify your honourable youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	The hope of Rome; for so he bade me say;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so I do, and with his gifts present" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your lordships, that, whenever you have need," & @CRLF & _
                "	You may be armed and appointed well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so I leave you both:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "		   like bloody villains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Young LUCIUS, and Attendant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	What's here? A scroll; and written round about?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's see;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Integer vitae, scelerisque purus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Non eget Mauri jaculis, nec arcu.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	O, 'tis a verse in Horace; I know it well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I read it in the grammar long ago." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Ay, just; a verse in Horace; right, you have it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, what a thing it is to be an ass!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here's no sound jest! the old man hath found their guilt;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sends them weapons wrapped about with lines," & @CRLF & _
                "	That wound, beyond their feeling, to the quick." & @CRLF & _
                "	But were our witty empress well afoot," & @CRLF & _
                "	She would applaud Andronicus' conceit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But let her rest in her unrest awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now, young lords, was't not a happy star" & @CRLF & _
                "	Led us to Rome, strangers, and more than so," & @CRLF & _
                "	Captives, to be advanced to this height?" & @CRLF & _
                "	It did me good, before the palace gate" & @CRLF & _
                "	To brave the tribune in his brother's hearing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	But me more good, to see so great a lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	Basely insinuate and send us gifts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Had he not reason, Lord Demetrius?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did you not use his daughter very friendly?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	I would we had a thousand Roman dames" & @CRLF & _
                "	At such a bay, by turn to serve our lust." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	A charitable wish and full of love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Here lacks but your mother for to say amen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	And that would she for twenty thousand more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Come, let us go; and pray to all the gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	For our beloved mother in her pains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	[Aside]  Pray to the devils; the gods have given us over." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpets sound within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Why do the emperor's trumpets flourish thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	Belike, for joy the emperor hath a son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Soft! who comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Nurse, with a blackamoor Child in her arms]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Good morrow, lords:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, tell me, did you see Aaron the Moor?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Well, more or less, or ne'er a whit at all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here Aaron is; and what with Aaron now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	O gentle Aaron, we are all undone!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now help, or woe betide thee evermore!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Why, what a caterwauling dost thou keep!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What dost thou wrap and fumble in thine arms?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	O, that which I would hide from heaven's eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our empress' shame, and stately Rome's disgrace!" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is deliver'd, lords; she is deliver'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	To whom?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	       I mean, she is brought a-bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Well, God give her good rest! What hath he sent her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	A devil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Why, then she is the devil's dam; a joyful issue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	A joyless, dismal, black, and sorrowful issue:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is the babe, as loathsome as a toad" & @CRLF & _
                "	Amongst the fairest breeders of our clime:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The empress sends it thee, thy stamp, thy seal," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bids thee christen it with thy dagger's point." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	'Zounds, ye whore! is black so base a hue?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet blowse, you are a beauteous blossom, sure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Villain, what hast thou done?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	That which thou canst not undo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	Thou hast undone our mother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Villain, I have done thy mother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	And therein, hellish dog, thou hast undone." & @CRLF & _
                "	Woe to her chance, and damn'd her loathed choice!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Accursed the offspring of so foul a fiend!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	It shall not live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	It shall not die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Aaron, it must; the mother wills it so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	What, must it, nurse? then let no man but I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do execution on my flesh and blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	I'll broach the tadpole on my rapier's point:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nurse, give it me; my sword shall soon dispatch it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Sooner this sword shall plough thy bowels up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Takes the Child from the Nurse, and draws]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stay, murderous villains! will you kill your brother?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, by the burning tapers of the sky," & @CRLF & _
                "	That shone so brightly when this boy was got," & @CRLF & _
                "	He dies upon my scimitar's sharp point" & @CRLF & _
                "	That touches this my first-born son and heir!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I tell you, younglings, not Enceladus," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all his threatening band of Typhon's brood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor great Alcides, nor the god of war," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall seize this prey out of his father's hands." & @CRLF & _
                "	What, what, ye sanguine, shallow-hearted boys!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ye white-limed walls! ye alehouse painted signs!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Coal-black is better than another hue," & @CRLF & _
                "	In that it scorns to bear another hue;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For all the water in the ocean" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can never turn the swan's black legs to white," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although she lave them hourly in the flood." & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell the empress from me, I am of age" & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep mine own, excuse it how she can." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Wilt thou betray thy noble mistress thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	My mistress is my mistress; this myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	The vigour and the picture of my youth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This before all the world do I prefer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This maugre all the world will I keep safe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or some of you shall smoke for it in Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	By this our mother is forever shamed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	Rome will despise her for this foul escape." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	The emperor, in his rage, will doom her death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	I blush to think upon this ignomy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Why, there's the privilege your beauty bears:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fie, treacherous hue, that will betray with blushing" & @CRLF & _
                "	The close enacts and counsels of the heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here's a young lad framed of another leer:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, how the black slave smiles upon the father," & @CRLF & _
                "	As who should say 'Old lad, I am thine own.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is your brother, lords, sensibly fed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of that self-blood that first gave life to you," & @CRLF & _
                "	And from that womb where you imprison'd were" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is enfranchised and come to light:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, he is your brother by the surer side," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although my seal be stamped in his face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Aaron, what shall I say unto the empress?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Advise thee, Aaron, what is to be done," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we will all subscribe to thy advice:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Save thou the child, so we may all be safe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Then sit we down, and let us all consult." & @CRLF & _
                "	My son and I will have the wind of you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep there: now talk at pleasure of your safety." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They sit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	How many women saw this child of his?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Why, so, brave lords! when we join in league," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am a lamb: but if you brave the Moor," & @CRLF & _
                "	The chafed boar, the mountain lioness," & @CRLF & _
                "	The ocean swells not so as Aaron storms." & @CRLF & _
                "	But say, again; how many saw the child?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Nurse	Cornelia the midwife and myself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And no one else but the deliver'd empress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	The empress, the midwife, and yourself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two may keep counsel when the third's away:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go to the empress, tell her this I said." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He kills the nurse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Weke, weke! so cries a pig prepared to the spit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	What mean'st thou, Aaron? wherefore didst thou this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	O Lord, sir, 'tis a deed of policy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall she live to betray this guilt of ours," & @CRLF & _
                "	A long-tongued babbling gossip? no, lords, no:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now be it known to you my full intent." & @CRLF & _
                "	Not far, one Muli lives, my countryman;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His wife but yesternight was brought to bed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His child is like to her, fair as you are:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go pack with him, and give the mother gold," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell them both the circumstance of all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And how by this their child shall be advanced," & @CRLF & _
                "	And be received for the emperor's heir," & @CRLF & _
                "	And substituted in the place of mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	To calm this tempest whirling in the court;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let the emperor dandle him for his own." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark ye, lords; ye see I have given her physic," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Pointing to the nurse]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you must needs bestow her funeral;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fields are near, and you are gallant grooms:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This done, see that you take no longer days," & @CRLF & _
                "	But send the midwife presently to me." & @CRLF & _
                "	The midwife and the nurse well made away," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then let the ladies tattle what they please." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	Aaron, I see thou wilt not trust the air" & @CRLF & _
                "	With secrets." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	                  For this care of Tamora," & @CRLF & _
                "	Herself and hers are highly bound to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt DEMETRIUS and CHIRON bearing off the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nurse's body]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Now to the Goths, as swift as swallow flies;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There to dispose this treasure in mine arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	And secretly to greet the empress' friends." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come on, you thick lipp'd slave, I'll bear you hence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For it is you that puts us to our shifts:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll make you feed on berries and on roots," & @CRLF & _
                "	And feed on curds and whey, and suck the goat," & @CRLF & _
                "	And cabin in a cave, and bring you up" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be a warrior, and command a camp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TITUS ANDRONICUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The same. A public place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TITUS, bearing arrows with letters at the" & @CRLF & _
                "	ends of them; with him, MARCUS, Young LUCIUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	PUBLIUS, SEMPRONIUS, CAIUS, and other Gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	with bows]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Come, Marcus; come, kinsmen; this is the way." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir boy, now let me see your archery;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look ye draw home enough, and 'tis there straight." & @CRLF & _
                "	Terras Astraea reliquit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be you remember'd, Marcus, she's gone, she's fled." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sirs, take you to your tools. You, cousins, shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go sound the ocean, and cast your nets;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Happily you may catch her in the sea;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet there's as little justice as at land:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No; Publius and Sempronius, you must do it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis you must dig with mattock and with spade," & @CRLF & _
                "	And pierce the inmost centre of the earth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, when you come to Pluto's region," & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you, deliver him this petition;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell him, it is for justice and for aid," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that it comes from old Andronicus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shaken with sorrows in ungrateful Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, Rome! Well, well; I made thee miserable" & @CRLF & _
                "	What time I threw the people's suffrages" & @CRLF & _
                "	On him that thus doth tyrannize o'er me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, get you gone; and pray be careful all," & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave you not a man-of-war unsearch'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This wicked emperor may have shipp'd her hence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, kinsmen, then we may go pipe for justice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	O Publius, is not this a heavy case," & @CRLF & _
                "	To see thy noble uncle thus distract?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUBLIUS	Therefore, my lord, it highly us concerns" & @CRLF & _
                "	By day and night to attend him carefully," & @CRLF & _
                "	And feed his humour kindly as we may," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till time beget some careful remedy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Kinsmen, his sorrows are past remedy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Join with the Goths; and with revengeful war" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take wreak on Rome for this ingratitude," & @CRLF & _
                "	And vengeance on the traitor Saturnine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Publius, how now! how now, my masters!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, have you met with her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUBLIUS	No, my good lord; but Pluto sends you word," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you will have Revenge from hell, you shall:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Marry, for Justice, she is so employ'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	He thinks, with Jove in heaven, or somewhere else," & @CRLF & _
                "	So that perforce you must needs stay a time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	He doth me wrong to feed me with delays." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll dive into the burning lake below," & @CRLF & _
                "	And pull her out of Acheron by the heels." & @CRLF & _
                "	Marcus, we are but shrubs, no cedars we" & @CRLF & _
                "	No big-boned men framed of the Cyclops' size;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But metal, Marcus, steel to the very back," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet wrung with wrongs more than our backs can bear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, sith there's no justice in earth nor hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	We will solicit heaven and move the gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	To send down Justice for to wreak our wrongs." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, to this gear. You are a good archer, Marcus;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He gives them the arrows]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Ad Jovem,' that's for you: here, 'Ad Apollinem:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Ad Martem,' that's for myself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, boy, to Pallas: here, to Mercury:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Saturn, Caius, not to Saturnine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You were as good to shoot against the wind." & @CRLF & _
                "	To it, boy! Marcus, loose when I bid." & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my word, I have written to effect;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's not a god left unsolicited." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Kinsmen, shoot all your shafts into the court:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We will afflict the emperor in his pride." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Now, masters, draw." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They shoot]" & @CRLF & _
                "		O, well said, Lucius!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good boy, in Virgo's lap; give it Pallas." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	My lord, I aim a mile beyond the moon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your letter is with Jupiter by this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Ha, ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Publius, Publius, what hast thou done?" & @CRLF & _
                "	See, see, thou hast shot off one of Taurus' horns." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	This was the sport, my lord: when Publius shot," & @CRLF & _
                "	The Bull, being gall'd, gave Aries such a knock" & @CRLF & _
                "	That down fell both the Ram's horns in the court;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And who should find them but the empress' villain?" & @CRLF & _
                "	She laugh'd, and told the Moor he should not choose" & @CRLF & _
                "	But give them to his master for a present." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Why, there it goes: God give his lordship joy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Clown, with a basket, and two pigeons in" & @CRLF & _
                "	it]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	News, news from heaven! Marcus, the post is come." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sirrah, what tidings? have you any letters?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I have justice? what says Jupiter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	O, the gibbet-maker! he says that he hath taken" & @CRLF & _
                "	them down again, for the man must not be hanged till" & @CRLF & _
                "	the next week." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	But what says Jupiter, I ask thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Alas, sir, I know not Jupiter; I never drank with him" & @CRLF & _
                "	in all my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Why, villain, art not thou the carrier?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Ay, of my pigeons, sir; nothing else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Why, didst thou not come from heaven?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	From heaven! alas, sir, I never came there     God" & @CRLF & _
                "	forbid I should be so bold to press to heaven in my" & @CRLF & _
                "	young days. Why, I am going with my pigeons to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	tribunal plebs, to take up a matter of brawl" & @CRLF & _
                "	betwixt my uncle and one of the emperial's men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Why, sir, that is as fit as can be to serve for" & @CRLF & _
                "	your oration; and let him deliver the pigeons to" & @CRLF & _
                "	the emperor from you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Tell me, can you deliver an oration to the emperor" & @CRLF & _
                "	with a grace?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Nay, truly, sir, I could never say grace in all my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Sirrah, come hither: make no more ado," & @CRLF & _
                "	But give your pigeons to the emperor:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By me thou shalt have justice at his hands." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold, hold; meanwhile here's money for thy charges." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me pen and ink. Sirrah, can you with a grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	deliver a supplication?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Ay, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Then here is a supplication for you. And when you" & @CRLF & _
                "	come to him, at the first approach you must kneel," & @CRLF & _
                "	then kiss his foot, then deliver up your pigeons, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	then look for your reward. I'll be at hand, sir; see" & @CRLF & _
                "	you do it bravely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I warrant you, sir, let me alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Sirrah, hast thou a knife? come, let me see it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, Marcus, fold it in the oration;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thou hast made it like an humble suppliant." & @CRLF & _
                "	And when thou hast given it the emperor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Knock at my door, and tell me what he says." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	God be with you, sir; I will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Come, Marcus, let us go. Publius, follow me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TITUS ANDRONICUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	The same. Before the palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SATURNINUS, TAMORA, DEMETRIUS, CHIRON," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords, and others; SATURNINUS with the arrows in" & @CRLF & _
                "	his hand that TITUS shot]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Why, lords, what wrongs are these! was ever seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	An emperor in Rome thus overborne," & @CRLF & _
                "	Troubled, confronted thus; and, for the extent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of egal justice, used in such contempt?" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lords, you know, as know the mightful gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	However these disturbers of our peace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Buz in the people's ears, there nought hath pass'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	But even with law, against the willful sons" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of old Andronicus. And what an if" & @CRLF & _
                "	His sorrows have so overwhelm'd his wits," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall we be thus afflicted in his wreaks," & @CRLF & _
                "	His fits, his frenzy, and his bitterness?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now he writes to heaven for his redress:" & @CRLF & _
                "	See, here's to Jove, and this to Mercury;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This to Apollo; this to the god of war;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet scrolls to fly about the streets of Rome!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What's this but libelling against the senate," & @CRLF & _
                "	And blazoning our injustice every where?" & @CRLF & _
                "	A goodly humour, is it not, my lords?" & @CRLF & _
                "	As who would say, in Rome no justice were." & @CRLF & _
                "	But if I live, his feigned ecstasies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be no shelter to these outrages:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But he and his shall know that justice lives" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Saturninus' health, whom, if she sleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	He'll so awake as she in fury shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cut off the proud'st conspirator that lives." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	My gracious lord, my lovely Saturnine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lord of my life, commander of my thoughts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Calm thee, and bear the faults of Titus' age," & @CRLF & _
                "	The effects of sorrow for his valiant sons," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose loss hath pierced him deep and scarr'd his heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And rather comfort his distressed plight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than prosecute the meanest or the best" & @CRLF & _
                "	For these contempts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		Why, thus it shall become" & @CRLF & _
                "	High-witted Tamora to gloze with all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, Titus, I have touched thee to the quick," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy life-blood out: if Aaron now be wise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then is all safe, the anchor's in the port." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Clown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, good fellow! wouldst thou speak with us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Yea, forsooth, an your mistership be emperial." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Empress I am, but yonder sits the emperor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	'Tis he. God and Saint Stephen give you good den:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have brought you a letter and a couple of pigeons here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[SATURNINUS reads the letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Go, take him away, and hang him presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	How much money must I have?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Come, sirrah, you must be hanged." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Hanged! by'r lady, then I have brought up a neck to" & @CRLF & _
                "	a fair end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit, guarded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Despiteful and intolerable wrongs!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I endure this monstrous villany?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know from whence this same device proceeds:" & @CRLF & _
                "	May this be borne?--as if his traitorous sons," & @CRLF & _
                "	That died by law for murder of our brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have by my means been butcher'd wrongfully!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, drag the villain hither by the hair;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor age nor honour shall shape privilege:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this proud mock I'll be thy slaughterman;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sly frantic wretch, that holp'st to make me great," & @CRLF & _
                "	In hope thyself should govern Rome and me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AEMILIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What news with thee, AEmilius?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEMILIUS	Arm, arm, my lord;--Rome never had more cause." & @CRLF & _
                "	The Goths have gather'd head; and with a power" & @CRLF & _
                "	high-resolved men, bent to the spoil," & @CRLF & _
                "	They hither march amain, under conduct" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of Lucius, son to old Andronicus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who threats, in course of this revenge, to do" & @CRLF & _
                "	As much as ever Coriolanus did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Is warlike Lucius general of the Goths?" & @CRLF & _
                "	These tidings nip me, and I hang the head" & @CRLF & _
                "	As flowers with frost or grass beat down with storms:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, now begin our sorrows to approach:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis he the common people love so much;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself hath often over-heard them say," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I have walked like a private man," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Lucius' banishment was wrongfully," & @CRLF & _
                "	And they have wish'd that Lucius were their emperor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Why should you fear? is not your city strong?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Ay, but the citizens favor Lucius," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will revolt from me to succor him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	King, be thy thoughts imperious, like thy name." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is the sun dimm'd, that gnats do fly in it?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The eagle suffers little birds to sing," & @CRLF & _
                "	And is not careful what they mean thereby," & @CRLF & _
                "	Knowing that with the shadow of his wings" & @CRLF & _
                "	He can at pleasure stint their melody:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even so mayst thou the giddy men of Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then cheer thy spirit : for know, thou emperor," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will enchant the old Andronicus" & @CRLF & _
                "	With words more sweet, and yet more dangerous," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than baits to fish, or honey-stalks to sheep," & @CRLF & _
                "	When as the one is wounded with the bait," & @CRLF & _
                "	The other rotted with delicious feed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	But he will not entreat his son for us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	If Tamora entreat him, then he will:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I can smooth and fill his aged ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	With golden promises; that, were his heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Almost impregnable, his old ears deaf," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet should both ear and heart obey my tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To AEmilius]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go thou before, be our ambassador:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say that the emperor requests a parley" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of warlike Lucius, and appoint the meeting" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even at his father's house, the old Andronicus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	AEmilius, do this message honourably:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And if he stand on hostage for his safety," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid him demand what pledge will please him best." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEMILIUS	Your bidding shall I do effectually." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Now will I to that old Andronicus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And temper him with all the art I have," & @CRLF & _
                "	To pluck proud Lucius from the warlike Goths." & @CRLF & _
                "	And now, sweet emperor, be blithe again," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bury all thy fear in my devices." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Then go successantly, and plead to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TITUS ANDRONICUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Plains near Rome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LUCIUS with an army of Goths, with drum and colours]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Approved warriors, and my faithful friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have received letters from great Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which signify what hate they bear their emperor" & @CRLF & _
                "	And how desirous of our sight they are." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, great lords, be, as your titles witness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Imperious and impatient of your wrongs," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wherein Rome hath done you any scath," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him make treble satisfaction." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Goth	Brave slip, sprung from the great Andronicus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose name was once our terror, now our comfort;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose high exploits and honourable deeds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ingrateful Rome requites with foul contempt," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be bold in us: we'll follow where thou lead'st," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like stinging bees in hottest summer's day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Led by their master to the flowered fields," & @CRLF & _
                "	And be avenged on cursed Tamora." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All the Goths	And as he saith, so say we all with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	I humbly thank him, and I thank you all." & @CRLF & _
                "	But who comes here, led by a lusty Goth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Goth, leading AARON with his Child in his arms]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Goth	Renowned Lucius, from our troops I stray'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To gaze upon a ruinous monastery;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, as I earnestly did fix mine eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the wasted building, suddenly" & @CRLF & _
                "	I heard a child cry underneath a wall." & @CRLF & _
                "	I made unto the noise; when soon I heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	The crying babe controll'd with this discourse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Peace, tawny slave, half me and half thy dam!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did not thy hue bewray whose brat thou art," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had nature lent thee but thy mother's look," & @CRLF & _
                "	Villain, thou mightst have been an emperor:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But where the bull and cow are both milk-white," & @CRLF & _
                "	They never do beget a coal-black calf." & @CRLF & _
                "	Peace, villain, peace!'--even thus he rates" & @CRLF & _
                "	the babe,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	'For I must bear thee to a trusty Goth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, when he knows thou art the empress' babe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will hold thee dearly for thy mother's sake.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	With this, my weapon drawn, I rush'd upon him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Surprised him suddenly, and brought him hither," & @CRLF & _
                "	To use as you think needful of the man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	O worthy Goth, this is the incarnate devil" & @CRLF & _
                "	That robb'd Andronicus of his good hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the pearl that pleased your empress' eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	And here's the base fruit of his burning lust." & @CRLF & _
                "	Say, wall-eyed slave, whither wouldst thou convey" & @CRLF & _
                "	This growing image of thy fiend-like face?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why dost not speak? what, deaf? not a word?" & @CRLF & _
                "	A halter, soldiers! hang him on this tree." & @CRLF & _
                "	And by his side his fruit of bastardy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Touch not the boy; he is of royal blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Too like the sire for ever being good." & @CRLF & _
                "	First hang the child, that he may see it sprawl;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A sight to vex the father's soul withal." & @CRLF & _
                "	Get me a ladder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A ladder brought, which AARON is made to ascend]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	                  Lucius, save the child," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bear it from me to the empress." & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou do this, I'll show thee wondrous things," & @CRLF & _
                "	That highly may advantage thee to hear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou wilt not, befall what may befall," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll speak no more but 'Vengeance rot you all!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Say on: an if it please me which thou speak'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy child shall live, and I will see it nourish'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	An if it please thee! why, assure thee, Lucius," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twill vex thy soul to hear what I shall speak;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I must talk of murders, rapes and massacres," & @CRLF & _
                "	Acts of black night, abominable deeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Complots of mischief, treason, villanies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ruthful to hear, yet piteously perform'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this shall all be buried by my death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless thou swear to me my child shall live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Tell on thy mind; I say thy child shall live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Swear that he shall, and then I will begin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Who should I swear by? thou believest no god:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That granted, how canst thou believe an oath?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	What if I do not? as, indeed, I do not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, for I know thou art religious" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hast a thing within thee called conscience," & @CRLF & _
                "	With twenty popish tricks and ceremonies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I have seen thee careful to observe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore I urge thy oath; for that I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	An idiot holds his bauble for a god" & @CRLF & _
                "	And keeps the oath which by that god he swears," & @CRLF & _
                "	To that I'll urge him: therefore thou shalt vow" & @CRLF & _
                "	By that same god, what god soe'er it be," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou adorest and hast in reverence," & @CRLF & _
                "	To save my boy, to nourish and bring him up;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else I will discover nought to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Even by my god I swear to thee I will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	First know thou, I begot him on the empress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	O most insatiate and luxurious woman!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Tut, Lucius, this was but a deed of charity" & @CRLF & _
                "	To that which thou shalt hear of me anon." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twas her two sons that murder'd Bassianus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They cut thy sister's tongue and ravish'd her" & @CRLF & _
                "	And cut her hands and trimm'd her as thou saw'st." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	O detestable villain! call'st thou that trimming?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Why, she was wash'd and cut and trimm'd, and 'twas" & @CRLF & _
                "	Trim sport for them that had the doing of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	O barbarous, beastly villains, like thyself!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Indeed, I was their tutor to instruct them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That codding spirit had they from their mother," & @CRLF & _
                "	As sure a card as ever won the set;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That bloody mind, I think, they learn'd of me," & @CRLF & _
                "	As true a dog as ever fought at head." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, let my deeds be witness of my worth." & @CRLF & _
                "	I train'd thy brethren to that guileful hole" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where the dead corpse of Bassianus lay:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I wrote the letter that thy father found" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hid the gold within the letter mention'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Confederate with the queen and her two sons:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what not done, that thou hast cause to rue," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein I had no stroke of mischief in it?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I play'd the cheater for thy father's hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, when I had it, drew myself apart" & @CRLF & _
                "	And almost broke my heart with extreme laughter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I pry'd me through the crevice of a wall" & @CRLF & _
                "	When, for his hand, he had his two sons' heads;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beheld his tears, and laugh'd so heartily," & @CRLF & _
                "	That both mine eyes were rainy like to his :" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when I told the empress of this sport," & @CRLF & _
                "	She swooned almost at my pleasing tale," & @CRLF & _
                "	And for my tidings gave me twenty kisses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Goth	What, canst thou say all this, and never blush?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Ay, like a black dog, as the saying is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Art thou not sorry for these heinous deeds?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Ay, that I had not done a thousand more." & @CRLF & _
                "	Even now I curse the day--and yet, I think," & @CRLF & _
                "	Few come within the compass of my curse,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein I did not some notorious ill," & @CRLF & _
                "	As kill a man, or else devise his death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ravish a maid, or plot the way to do it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Accuse some innocent and forswear myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Set deadly enmity between two friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make poor men's cattle break their necks;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Set fire on barns and hay-stacks in the night," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid the owners quench them with their tears." & @CRLF & _
                "	Oft have I digg'd up dead men from their graves," & @CRLF & _
                "	And set them upright at their dear friends' doors," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even when their sorrows almost were forgot;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And on their skins, as on the bark of trees," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have with my knife carved in Roman letters," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Let not your sorrow die, though I am dead.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tut, I have done a thousand dreadful things" & @CRLF & _
                "	As willingly as one would kill a fly," & @CRLF & _
                "	And nothing grieves me heartily indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that I cannot do ten thousand more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Bring down the devil; for he must not die" & @CRLF & _
                "	So sweet a death as hanging presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	If there be devils, would I were a devil," & @CRLF & _
                "	To live and burn in everlasting fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	So I might have your company in hell," & @CRLF & _
                "	But to torment you with my bitter tongue!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Sirs, stop his mouth, and let him speak no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Goth]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Goth	My lord, there is a messenger from Rome" & @CRLF & _
                "	Desires to be admitted to your presence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Let him come near." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AEMILIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Welcome, AEmilius	what's the news from Rome?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEMILIUS	Lord Lucius, and you princes of the Goths," & @CRLF & _
                "	The Roman emperor greets you all by me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for he understands you are in arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	He craves a parley at your father's house," & @CRLF & _
                "	Willing you to demand your hostages," & @CRLF & _
                "	And they shall be immediately deliver'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Goth	What says our general?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	AEmilius, let the emperor give his pledges" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto my father and my uncle Marcus," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we will come. March away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TITUS ANDRONICUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Rome. Before TITUS's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TAMORA, DEMETRIUS, and CHIRON, disguised]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Thus, in this strange and sad habiliment," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will encounter with Andronicus," & @CRLF & _
                "	And say I am Revenge, sent from below" & @CRLF & _
                "	To join with him and right his heinous wrongs." & @CRLF & _
                "	Knock at his study, where, they say, he keeps," & @CRLF & _
                "	To ruminate strange plots of dire revenge;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell him Revenge is come to join with him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And work confusion on his enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They knock]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TITUS, above]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Who doth molest my contemplation?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is it your trick to make me ope the door," & @CRLF & _
                "	That so my sad decrees may fly away," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all my study be to no effect?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are deceived: for what I mean to do" & @CRLF & _
                "	See here in bloody lines I have set down;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what is written shall be executed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Titus, I am come to talk with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	No, not a word; how can I grace my talk," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wanting a hand to give it action?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast the odds of me; therefore no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	If thou didst know me, thou wouldest talk with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	I am not mad; I know thee well enough:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Witness this wretched stump, witness these crimson lines;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Witness these trenches made by grief and care," & @CRLF & _
                "	Witness the tiring day and heavy night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Witness all sorrow, that I know thee well" & @CRLF & _
                "	For our proud empress, mighty Tamora:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not thy coming for my other hand?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Know, thou sad man, I am not Tamora;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is thy enemy, and I thy friend:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am Revenge: sent from the infernal kingdom," & @CRLF & _
                "	To ease the gnawing vulture of thy mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	By working wreakful vengeance on thy foes." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come down, and welcome me to this world's light;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Confer with me of murder and of death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's not a hollow cave or lurking-place," & @CRLF & _
                "	No vast obscurity or misty vale," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where bloody murder or detested rape" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can couch for fear, but I will find them out;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in their ears tell them my dreadful name," & @CRLF & _
                "	Revenge, which makes the foul offender quake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Art thou Revenge? and art thou sent to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be a torment to mine enemies?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	I am; therefore come down, and welcome me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Do me some service, ere I come to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lo, by thy side where Rape and Murder stands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now give me some surance that thou art Revenge," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stab them, or tear them on thy chariot-wheels;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then I'll come and be thy waggoner," & @CRLF & _
                "	And whirl along with thee about the globe." & @CRLF & _
                "	Provide thee two proper palfreys, black as jet," & @CRLF & _
                "	To hale thy vengeful waggon swift away," & @CRLF & _
                "	And find out murderers in their guilty caves:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when thy car is loaden with their heads," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will dismount, and by the waggon-wheel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Trot, like a servile footman, all day long," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even from Hyperion's rising in the east" & @CRLF & _
                "	Until his very downfall in the sea:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And day by day I'll do this heavy task," & @CRLF & _
                "	So thou destroy Rapine and Murder there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	These are my ministers, and come with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Are these thy ministers? what are they call'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Rapine and Murder; therefore called so," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cause they take vengeance of such kind of men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Good Lord, how like the empress' sons they are!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you, the empress! but we worldly men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have miserable, mad, mistaking eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "	O sweet Revenge, now do I come to thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, if one arm's embracement will content thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will embrace thee in it by and by." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit above]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	This closing with him fits his lunacy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whate'er I forge to feed his brain-sick fits," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you uphold and maintain in your speeches," & @CRLF & _
                "	For now he firmly takes me for Revenge;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, being credulous in this mad thought," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll make him send for Lucius his son;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, whilst I at a banquet hold him sure," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll find some cunning practise out of hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	To scatter and disperse the giddy Goths," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, at the least, make them his enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "	See, here he comes, and I must ply my theme." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TITUS below]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Long have I been forlorn, and all for thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Welcome, dread Fury, to my woful house:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rapine and Murder, you are welcome too." & @CRLF & _
                "	How like the empress and her sons you are!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well are you fitted, had you but a Moor:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could not all hell afford you such a devil?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For well I wot the empress never wags" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in her company there is a Moor;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, would you represent our queen aright," & @CRLF & _
                "	It were convenient you had such a devil:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But welcome, as you are. What shall we do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	What wouldst thou have us do, Andronicus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Show me a murderer, I'll deal with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	Show me a villain that hath done a rape," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I am sent to be revenged on him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Show me a thousand that have done thee wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will be revenged on them all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Look round about the wicked streets of Rome;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when thou find'st a man that's like thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good Murder, stab him; he's a murderer." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go thou with him; and when it is thy hap" & @CRLF & _
                "	To find another that is like to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Good Rapine, stab him; he's a ravisher." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go thou with them; and in the emperor's court" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a queen, attended by a Moor;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well mayst thou know her by thy own proportion," & @CRLF & _
                "	for up and down she doth resemble thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray thee, do on them some violent death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They have been violent to me and mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Well hast thou lesson'd us; this shall we do." & @CRLF & _
                "	But would it please thee, good Andronicus," & @CRLF & _
                "	To send for Lucius, thy thrice-valiant son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who leads towards Rome a band of warlike Goths," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid him come and banquet at thy house;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When he is here, even at thy solemn feast," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will bring in the empress and her sons," & @CRLF & _
                "	The emperor himself and all thy foes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And at thy mercy shalt they stoop and kneel," & @CRLF & _
                "	And on them shalt thou ease thy angry heart." & @CRLF & _
                "	What says Andronicus to this device?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Marcus, my brother! 'tis sad Titus calls." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARCUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, gentle Marcus, to thy nephew Lucius;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt inquire him out among the Goths:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid him repair to me, and bring with him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some of the chiefest princes of the Goths;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid him encamp his soldiers where they are:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell him the emperor and the empress too" & @CRLF & _
                "	Feast at my house, and he shall feast with them." & @CRLF & _
                "	This do thou for my love; and so let him," & @CRLF & _
                "	As he regards his aged father's life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	This will I do, and soon return again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Now will I hence about thy business," & @CRLF & _
                "	And take my ministers along with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Nay, nay, let Rape and Murder stay with me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else I'll call my brother back again," & @CRLF & _
                "	And cleave to no revenge but Lucius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	[Aside to her sons]  What say you, boys? will you" & @CRLF & _
                "	bide with him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles I go tell my lord the emperor" & @CRLF & _
                "	How I have govern'd our determined jest?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yield to his humour, smooth and speak him fair," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tarry with him till I turn again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	[Aside]  I know them all, though they suppose me mad," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will o'erreach them in their own devices:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A pair of cursed hell-hounds and their dam!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEMETRIUS	Madam, depart at pleasure; leave us here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Farewell, Andronicus: Revenge now goes" & @CRLF & _
                "	To lay a complot to betray thy foes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	I know thou dost; and, sweet Revenge, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit TAMORA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	Tell us, old man, how shall we be employ'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Tut, I have work enough for you to do." & @CRLF & _
                "	Publius, come hither, Caius, and Valentine!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PUBLIUS and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUBLIUS	What is your will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Know you these two?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUBLIUS	The empress' sons, I take them, Chiron and Demetrius." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Fie, Publius, fie! thou art too much deceived;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The one is Murder, Rape is the other's name;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore bind them, gentle Publius." & @CRLF & _
                "	Caius and Valentine, lay hands on them." & @CRLF & _
                "	Oft have you heard me wish for such an hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	And now I find it; therefore bind them sure," & @CRLF & _
                "	And stop their mouths, if they begin to cry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[PUBLIUS, &c. lay hold on CHIRON and DEMETRIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CHIRON	Villains, forbear! we are the empress' sons." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PUBLIUS	And therefore do we what we are commanded." & @CRLF & _
                "	Stop close their mouths, let them not speak a word." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is he sure bound? look that you bind them fast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter TITUS, with LAVINIA; he bearing a knife," & @CRLF & _
                "	and she a basin]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Come, come, Lavinia; look, thy foes are bound." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sirs, stop their mouths, let them not speak to me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But let them hear what fearful words I utter." & @CRLF & _
                "	O villains, Chiron and Demetrius!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here stands the spring whom you have stain'd with mud," & @CRLF & _
                "	This goodly summer with your winter mix'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	You kill'd her husband, and for that vile fault" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two of her brothers were condemn'd to death," & @CRLF & _
                "	My hand cut off and made a merry jest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both her sweet hands, her tongue, and that more dear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than hands or tongue, her spotless chastity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Inhuman traitors, you constrain'd and forced." & @CRLF & _
                "	What would you say, if I should let you speak?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Villains, for shame you could not beg for grace." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark, wretches! how I mean to martyr you." & @CRLF & _
                "	This one hand yet is left to cut your throats," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst that Lavinia 'tween her stumps doth hold" & @CRLF & _
                "	The basin that receives your guilty blood." & @CRLF & _
                "	You know your mother means to feast with me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And calls herself Revenge, and thinks me mad:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark, villains! I will grind your bones to dust" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with your blood and it I'll make a paste," & @CRLF & _
                "	And of the paste a coffin I will rear" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make two pasties of your shameful heads," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid that strumpet, your unhallow'd dam," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to the earth swallow her own increase." & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the feast that I have bid her to," & @CRLF & _
                "	And this the banquet she shall surfeit on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For worse than Philomel you used my daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	And worse than Progne I will be revenged:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now prepare your throats. Lavinia, come," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[He cuts their throats]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Receive the blood: and when that they are dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me go grind their bones to powder small" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with this hateful liquor temper it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in that paste let their vile heads be baked." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, come, be every one officious" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make this banquet; which I wish may prove" & @CRLF & _
                "	More stern and bloody than the Centaurs' feast." & @CRLF & _
                "	So, now bring them in, for I'll play the cook," & @CRLF & _
                "	And see them ready 'gainst their mother comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt, bearing the dead bodies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TITUS ANDRONICUS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Court of TITUS's house. A banquet set out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LUCIUS, MARCUS, and Goths, with AARON prisoner]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Uncle Marcus, since it is my father's mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I repair to Rome, I am content." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Goth	And ours with thine, befall what fortune will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Good uncle, take you in this barbarous Moor," & @CRLF & _
                "	This ravenous tiger, this accursed devil;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him receive no sustenance, fetter him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till he be brought unto the empress' face," & @CRLF & _
                "	For testimony of her foul proceedings:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And see the ambush of our friends be strong;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear the emperor means no good to us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	Some devil whisper curses in mine ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	And prompt me, that my tongue may utter forth" & @CRLF & _
                "	The venomous malice of my swelling heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Away, inhuman dog! unhallow'd slave!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sirs, help our uncle to convey him in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Goths, with AARON. Flourish within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The trumpets show the emperor is at hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SATURNINUS and TAMORA, with AEMILIUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tribunes, Senators, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	What, hath the firmament more suns than one?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	What boots it thee to call thyself a sun?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Rome's emperor, and nephew, break the parle;" & @CRLF & _
                "	These quarrels must be quietly debated." & @CRLF & _
                "	The feast is ready, which the careful Titus" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath ordain'd to an honourable end," & @CRLF & _
                "	For peace, for love, for league, and good to Rome:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Please you, therefore, draw nigh, and take your places." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Marcus, we will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Hautboys sound. The Company sit down at table]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TITUS dressed like a Cook, LAVINIA veiled," & @CRLF & _
                "	Young LUCIUS, and others. TITUS places the dishes" & @CRLF & _
                "	on the table]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Welcome, my gracious lord; welcome, dread queen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Welcome, ye warlike Goths; welcome, Lucius;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And welcome, all: although the cheer be poor," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twill fill your stomachs; please you eat of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Why art thou thus attired, Andronicus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Because I would be sure to have all well," & @CRLF & _
                "	To entertain your highness and your empress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	We are beholding to you, good Andronicus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	An if your highness knew my heart, you were." & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord the emperor, resolve me this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was it well done of rash Virginius" & @CRLF & _
                "	To slay his daughter with his own right hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because she was enforced, stain'd, and deflower'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	It was, Andronicus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Your reason, mighty lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Because the girl should not survive her shame," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by her presence still renew his sorrows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	A reason mighty, strong, and effectual;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A pattern, precedent, and lively warrant," & @CRLF & _
                "	For me, most wretched, to perform the like." & @CRLF & _
                "	Die, die, Lavinia, and thy shame with thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kills LAVINIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, with thy shame, thy father's sorrow die!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	What hast thou done, unnatural and unkind?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Kill'd her, for whom my tears have made me blind." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am as woful as Virginius was," & @CRLF & _
                "	And have a thousand times more cause than he" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do this outrage: and it now is done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	What, was she ravish'd? tell who did the deed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Will't please you eat? will't please your" & @CRLF & _
                "	highness feed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TAMORA	Why hast thou slain thine only daughter thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Not I; 'twas Chiron and Demetrius:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They ravish'd her, and cut away her tongue;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And they, 'twas they, that did her all this wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Go fetch them hither to us presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TITUS ANDRONICUS	Why, there they are both, baked in that pie;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereof their mother daintily hath fed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Eating the flesh that she herself hath bred." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis true, 'tis true; witness my knife's sharp point." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kills TAMORA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SATURNINUS	Die, frantic wretch, for this accursed deed!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kills TITUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Can the son's eye behold his father bleed?" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's meed for meed, death for a deadly deed!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kills SATURNINUS. A great tumult. LUCIUS, MARCUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	and others go up into the balcony]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	You sad-faced men, people and sons of Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	By uproar sever'd, like a flight of fowl" & @CRLF & _
                "	Scatter'd by winds and high tempestuous gusts," & @CRLF & _
                "	O, let me teach you how to knit again" & @CRLF & _
                "	This scatter'd corn into one mutual sheaf," & @CRLF & _
                "	These broken limbs again into one body;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest Rome herself be bane unto herself," & @CRLF & _
                "	And she whom mighty kingdoms court'sy to," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a forlorn and desperate castaway," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do shameful execution on herself." & @CRLF & _
                "	But if my frosty signs and chaps of age," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grave witnesses of true experience," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot induce you to attend my words," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To LUCIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak, Rome's dear friend, as erst our ancestor," & @CRLF & _
                "	When with his solemn tongue he did discourse" & @CRLF & _
                "	To love-sick Dido's sad attending ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	The story of that baleful burning night" & @CRLF & _
                "	When subtle Greeks surprised King Priam's Troy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell us what Sinon hath bewitch'd our ears," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or who hath brought the fatal engine in" & @CRLF & _
                "	That gives our Troy, our Rome, the civil wound." & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart is not compact of flint nor steel;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor can I utter all our bitter grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	But floods of tears will drown my oratory," & @CRLF & _
                "	And break my utterance, even in the time" & @CRLF & _
                "	When it should move you to attend me most," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lending your kind commiseration." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is a captain, let him tell the tale;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your hearts will throb and weep to hear him speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Then, noble auditory, be it known to you," & @CRLF & _
                "	That cursed Chiron and Demetrius" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were they that murdered our emperor's brother;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And they it were that ravished our sister:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For their fell faults our brothers were beheaded;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our father's tears despised, and basely cozen'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of that true hand that fought Rome's quarrel out," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sent her enemies unto the grave." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lastly, myself unkindly banished," & @CRLF & _
                "	The gates shut on me, and turn'd weeping out," & @CRLF & _
                "	To beg relief among Rome's enemies:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who drown'd their enmity in my true tears." & @CRLF & _
                "	And oped their arms to embrace me as a friend." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am the turned forth, be it known to you," & @CRLF & _
                "	That have preserved her welfare in my blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And from her bosom took the enemy's point," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sheathing the steel in my adventurous body." & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, you know I am no vaunter, I;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My scars can witness, dumb although they are," & @CRLF & _
                "	That my report is just and full of truth." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, soft! methinks I do digress too much," & @CRLF & _
                "	Citing my worthless praise: O, pardon me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For when no friends are by, men praise themselves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Now is my turn to speak. Behold this child:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Pointing to the Child in the arms of an Attendant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this was Tamora delivered;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The issue of an irreligious Moor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Chief architect and plotter of these woes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The villain is alive in Titus' house," & @CRLF & _
                "	And as he is, to witness this is true." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now judge what cause had Titus to revenge" & @CRLF & _
                "	These wrongs, unspeakable, past patience," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or more than any living man could bear." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now you have heard the truth, what say you, Romans?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have we done aught amiss,--show us wherein," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, from the place where you behold us now," & @CRLF & _
                "	The poor remainder of Andronici" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will, hand in hand, all headlong cast us down." & @CRLF & _
                "	And on the ragged stones beat forth our brains," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make a mutual closure of our house." & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak, Romans, speak; and if you say we shall," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lo, hand in hand, Lucius and I will fall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEMILIUS	Come, come, thou reverend man of Rome," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring our emperor gently in thy hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lucius our emperor; for well I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	The common voice do cry it shall be so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Lucius, all hail, Rome's royal emperor!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Go, go into old Titus' sorrowful house," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hither hale that misbelieving Moor," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be adjudged some direful slaughtering death," & @CRLF & _
                "	As punishment for his most wicked life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[LUCIUS, MARCUS, and the others descend]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All	Lucius, all hail, Rome's gracious governor!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Thanks, gentle Romans: may I govern so," & @CRLF & _
                "	To heal Rome's harms, and wipe away her woe!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, gentle people, give me aim awhile," & @CRLF & _
                "	For nature puts me to a heavy task:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand all aloof: but, uncle, draw you near," & @CRLF & _
                "	To shed obsequious tears upon this trunk." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, take this warm kiss on thy pale cold lips," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Kissing TITUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	These sorrowful drops upon thy blood-stain'd face," & @CRLF & _
                "	The last true duties of thy noble son!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARCUS ANDRONICUS	Tear for tear, and loving kiss for kiss," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy brother Marcus tenders on thy lips:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O were the sum of these that I should pay" & @CRLF & _
                "	Countless and infinite, yet would I pay them!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Come hither, boy; come, come, and learn of us" & @CRLF & _
                "	To melt in showers: thy grandsire loved thee well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Many a time he danced thee on his knee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sung thee asleep, his loving breast thy pillow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Many a matter hath he told to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Meet and agreeing with thine infancy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In that respect, then, like a loving child," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shed yet some small drops from thy tender spring," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because kind nature doth require it so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Friends should associate friends in grief and woe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid him farewell; commit him to the grave;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do him that kindness, and take leave of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Young LUCIUS	O grandsire, grandsire! even with all my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would I were dead, so you did live again!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O Lord, I cannot speak to him for weeping;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My tears will choke me, if I ope my mouth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Attendants with AARON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AEMILIUS	You sad Andronici, have done with woes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give sentence on this execrable wretch," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath been breeder of these dire events." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Set him breast-deep in earth, and famish him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There let him stand, and rave, and cry for food;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If any one relieves or pities him," & @CRLF & _
                "	For the offence he dies. This is our doom:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some stay to see him fasten'd in the earth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AARON	O, why should wrath be mute, and fury dumb?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am no baby, I, that with base prayers" & @CRLF & _
                "	I should repent the evils I have done:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ten thousand worse than ever yet I did" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would I perform, if I might have my will;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If one good deed in all my life I did," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do repent it from my very soul." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCIUS	Some loving friends convey the emperor hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	And give him burial in his father's grave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father and Lavinia shall forthwith" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be closed in our household's monument." & @CRLF & _
                "	As for that heinous tiger, Tamora," & @CRLF & _
                "	No funeral rite, nor man m mourning weeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	No mournful bell shall ring her burial;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But throw her forth to beasts and birds of prey:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her life was beast-like, and devoid of pity;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, being so, shall have like want of pity." & @CRLF & _
                "	See justice done on Aaron, that damn'd Moor," & @CRLF & _
                "	By whom our heavy haps had their beginning:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, afterwards, to order well the state," & @CRLF & _
                "	That like events may ne'er it ruinate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRIAM	king of Troy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	|  his sons." & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "DEIPHOBUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARELON	a bastard son of Priam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  Trojan commanders." & @CRLF & _
                "ANTENOR	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALCHAS	a Trojan priest, taking part with the Greeks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	uncle to Cressida." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	the Grecian general." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENELAUS	his brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  Grecian princes." & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	a deformed and scurrilous Grecian." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXANDER	servant to Cressida." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Servant to Troilus. (Boy:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Servant to Paris." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Servant to Diomedes. (Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELEN	wife to Menelaus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANDROMACHE	wife to Hector." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSANDRA	daughter to Priam, a prophetess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	daughter to Calchas." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Trojan and Greek Soldiers, and Attendants." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Troy, and the Grecian camp before it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	PROLOGUE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Troy, there lies the scene. From isles of Greece" & @CRLF & _
                "	The princes orgulous, their high blood chafed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have to the port of Athens sent their ships," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fraught with the ministers and instruments" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of cruel war: sixty and nine, that wore" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their crownets regal, from the Athenian bay" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put forth toward Phrygia; and their vow is made" & @CRLF & _
                "	To ransack Troy, within whose strong immures" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ravish'd Helen, Menelaus' queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	With wanton Paris sleeps; and that's the quarrel." & @CRLF & _
                "	To Tenedos they come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the deep-drawing barks do there disgorge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their warlike fraughtage: now on Dardan plains" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fresh and yet unbruised Greeks do pitch" & @CRLF & _
                "	Their brave pavilions: Priam's six-gated city," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dardan, and Tymbria, Helias, Chetas, Troien," & @CRLF & _
                "	And Antenorides, with massy staples" & @CRLF & _
                "	And corresponsive and fulfilling bolts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sperr up the sons of Troy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now expectation, tickling skittish spirits," & @CRLF & _
                "	On one and other side, Trojan and Greek," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sets all on hazard: and hither am I come" & @CRLF & _
                "	A prologue arm'd, but not in confidence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of author's pen or actor's voice, but suited" & @CRLF & _
                "	In like conditions as our argument," & @CRLF & _
                "	To tell you, fair beholders, that our play" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leaps o'er the vaunt and firstlings of those broils," & @CRLF & _
                "	Beginning in the middle, starting thence away" & @CRLF & _
                "	To what may be digested in a play." & @CRLF & _
                "	Like or find fault; do as your pleasures are:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now good or bad, 'tis but the chance of war." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Troy. Before Priam's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TROILUS armed, and PANDARUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Call here my varlet; I'll unarm again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why should I war without the walls of Troy," & @CRLF & _
                "	That find such cruel battle here within?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Each Trojan that is master of his heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him to field; Troilus, alas! hath none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Will this gear ne'er be mended?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	The Greeks are strong and skilful to their strength," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fierce to their skill and to their fierceness valiant;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I am weaker than a woman's tear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tamer than sleep, fonder than ignorance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Less valiant than the virgin in the night" & @CRLF & _
                "	And skilless as unpractised infancy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Well, I have told you enough of this: for my part," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll not meddle nor make no further. He that will" & @CRLF & _
                "	have a cake out of the wheat must needs tarry the grinding." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Have I not tarried?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Ay, the grinding; but you must tarry" & @CRLF & _
                "	the bolting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Have I not tarried?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Ay, the bolting, but you must tarry the leavening." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Still have I tarried." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Ay, to the leavening; but here's yet in the word" & @CRLF & _
                "	'hereafter' the kneading, the making of the cake, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	heating of the oven and the baking; nay, you must" & @CRLF & _
                "	stay the cooling too, or you may chance to burn your lips." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Patience herself, what goddess e'er she be," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth lesser blench at sufferance than I do." & @CRLF & _
                "	At Priam's royal table do I sit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when fair Cressid comes into my thoughts,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	So, traitor! 'When she comes!' When is she thence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Well, she looked yesternight fairer than ever I saw" & @CRLF & _
                "	her look, or any woman else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	I was about to tell thee:--when my heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	As wedged with a sigh, would rive in twain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest Hector or my father should perceive me," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have, as when the sun doth light a storm," & @CRLF & _
                "	Buried this sigh in wrinkle of a smile:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But sorrow, that is couch'd in seeming gladness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is like that mirth fate turns to sudden sadness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	An her hair were not somewhat darker than Helen's--" & @CRLF & _
                "	well, go to--there were no more comparison between" & @CRLF & _
                "	the women: but, for my part, she is my kinswoman; I" & @CRLF & _
                "	would not, as they term it, praise her: but I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	somebody had heard her talk yesterday, as I did. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will not dispraise your sister Cassandra's wit, but--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	O Pandarus! I tell thee, Pandarus,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	When I do tell thee, there my hopes lie drown'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Reply not in how many fathoms deep" & @CRLF & _
                "	They lie indrench'd. I tell thee I am mad" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Cressid's love: thou answer'st 'she is fair;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pour'st in the open ulcer of my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her eyes, her hair, her cheek, her gait, her voice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Handlest in thy discourse, O, that her hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	In whose comparison all whites are ink," & @CRLF & _
                "	Writing their own reproach, to whose soft seizure" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cygnet's down is harsh and spirit of sense" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hard as the palm of ploughman: this thou tell'st me," & @CRLF & _
                "	As true thou tell'st me, when I say I love her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, saying thus, instead of oil and balm," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou lay'st in every gash that love hath given me" & @CRLF & _
                "	The knife that made it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	I speak no more than truth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Thou dost not speak so much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Faith, I'll not meddle in't. Let her be as she is:" & @CRLF & _
                "	if she be fair, 'tis the better for her; an she be" & @CRLF & _
                "	not, she has the mends in her own hands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Good Pandarus, how now, Pandarus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	I have had my labour for my travail; ill-thought on of" & @CRLF & _
                "	her and ill-thought on of you; gone between and" & @CRLF & _
                "	between, but small thanks for my labour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	What, art thou angry, Pandarus? what, with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Because she's kin to me, therefore she's not so fair" & @CRLF & _
                "	as Helen: an she were not kin to me, she would be as" & @CRLF & _
                "	fair on Friday as Helen is on Sunday. But what care" & @CRLF & _
                "	I? I care not an she were a black-a-moor; 'tis all one to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Say I she is not fair?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	I do not care whether you do or no. She's a fool to" & @CRLF & _
                "	stay behind her father; let her to the Greeks; and so" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll tell her the next time I see her: for my part," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll meddle nor make no more i' the matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Pandarus,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Not I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Sweet Pandarus,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Pray you, speak no more to me: I will leave all as I" & @CRLF & _
                "	found it, and there an end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit PANDARUS. An alarum]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Peace, you ungracious clamours! peace, rude sounds!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fools on both sides! Helen must needs be fair," & @CRLF & _
                "	When with your blood you daily paint her thus." & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot fight upon this argument;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is too starved a subject for my sword." & @CRLF & _
                "	But Pandarus,--O gods, how do you plague me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot come to Cressid but by Pandar;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he's as tetchy to be woo'd to woo." & @CRLF & _
                "	As she is stubborn-chaste against all suit." & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me, Apollo, for thy Daphne's love," & @CRLF & _
                "	What Cressid is, what Pandar, and what we?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her bed is India; there she lies, a pearl:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between our Ilium and where she resides," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let it be call'd the wild and wandering flood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ourself the merchant, and this sailing Pandar" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our doubtful hope, our convoy and our bark." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Enter AENEAS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	How now, Prince Troilus! wherefore not afield?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Because not there: this woman's answer sorts," & @CRLF & _
                "	For womanish it is to be from thence." & @CRLF & _
                "	What news, AEneas, from the field to-day?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	That Paris is returned home and hurt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	By whom, AEneas?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	                  Troilus, by Menelaus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Let Paris bleed; 'tis but a scar to scorn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Paris is gored with Menelaus' horn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	Hark, what good sport is out of town to-day!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Better at home, if 'would I might' were 'may.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	But to the sport abroad: are you bound thither?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	In all swift haste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Come, go we then together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The Same. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CRESSIDA and ALEXANDER]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Who were those went by?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXANDER	Queen Hecuba and Helen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	And whither go they?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXANDER	Up to the eastern tower," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose height commands as subject all the vale," & @CRLF & _
                "	To see the battle. Hector, whose patience" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is, as a virtue, fix'd, to-day was moved:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He chid Andromache and struck his armourer," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, like as there were husbandry in war," & @CRLF & _
                "	Before the sun rose he was harness'd light," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to the field goes he; where every flower" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did, as a prophet, weep what it foresaw" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Hector's wrath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	                  What was his cause of anger?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXANDER	The noise goes, this: there is among the Greeks" & @CRLF & _
                "	A lord of Trojan blood, nephew to Hector;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They call him Ajax." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Good; and what of him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXANDER	They say he is a very man per se," & @CRLF & _
                "	And stands alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	So do all men, unless they are drunk, sick, or have no legs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXANDER	This man, lady, hath robbed many beasts of their" & @CRLF & _
                "	particular additions; he is as valiant as the lion," & @CRLF & _
                "	churlish as the bear, slow as the elephant: a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	into whom nature hath so crowded humours that his" & @CRLF & _
                "	valour is crushed into folly, his folly sauced with" & @CRLF & _
                "	discretion: there is no man hath a virtue that he" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath not a glimpse of, nor any man an attaint but he" & @CRLF & _
                "	carries some stain of it: he is melancholy without" & @CRLF & _
                "	cause, and merry against the hair: he hath the" & @CRLF & _
                "	joints of every thing, but everything so out of joint" & @CRLF & _
                "	that he is a gouty Briareus, many hands and no use," & @CRLF & _
                "	or purblind Argus, all eyes and no sight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	But how should this man, that makes" & @CRLF & _
                "	me smile, make Hector angry?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXANDER	They say he yesterday coped Hector in the battle and" & @CRLF & _
                "	struck him down, the disdain and shame whereof hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	ever since kept Hector fasting and waking." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Who comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXANDER	Madam, your uncle Pandarus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PANDARUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Hector's a gallant man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALEXANDER	As may be in the world, lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	What's that? what's that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Good morrow, uncle Pandarus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Good morrow, cousin Cressid: what do you talk of?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good morrow, Alexander. How do you, cousin? When" & @CRLF & _
                "	were you at Ilium?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	This morning, uncle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	What were you talking of when I came? Was Hector" & @CRLF & _
                "	armed and gone ere ye came to Ilium? Helen was not" & @CRLF & _
                "	up, was she?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Hector was gone, but Helen was not up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Even so: Hector was stirring early." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	That were we talking of, and of his anger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Was he angry?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	So he says here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	True, he was so: I know the cause too: he'll lay" & @CRLF & _
                "	about him to-day, I can tell them that: and there's" & @CRLF & _
                "	Troilus will not come far behind him: let them take" & @CRLF & _
                "	heed of Troilus, I can tell them that too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	What, is he angry too?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Who, Troilus? Troilus is the better man of the two." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	O Jupiter! there's no comparison." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	What, not between Troilus and Hector? Do you know a" & @CRLF & _
                "	man if you see him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Ay, if I ever saw him before and knew him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Well, I say Troilus is Troilus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Then you say as I say; for, I am sure, he is not Hector." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	No, nor Hector is not Troilus in some degrees." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	'Tis just to each of them; he is himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Himself! Alas, poor Troilus! I would he were." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	So he is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Condition, I had gone barefoot to India." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	He is not Hector." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Himself! no, he's not himself: would a' were" & @CRLF & _
                "	himself! Well, the gods are above; time must friend" & @CRLF & _
                "	or end: well, Troilus, well: I would my heart were" & @CRLF & _
                "	in her body. No, Hector is not a better man than Troilus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Excuse me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	He is elder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Pardon me, pardon me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Th' other's not come to't; you shall tell me another" & @CRLF & _
                "	tale, when th' other's come to't. Hector shall not" & @CRLF & _
                "	have his wit this year." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	He shall not need it, if he have his own." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Nor his qualities." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	No matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Nor his beauty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	'Twould not become him; his own's better." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	You have no judgment, niece: Helen" & @CRLF & _
                "	herself swore th' other day, that Troilus, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	a brown favour--for so 'tis, I must confess,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	not brown neither,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	No, but brown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	'Faith, to say truth, brown and not brown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	To say the truth, true and not true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	She praised his complexion above Paris." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Why, Paris hath colour enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	So he has." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Then Troilus should have too much: if she praised" & @CRLF & _
                "	him above, his complexion is higher than his; he" & @CRLF & _
                "	having colour enough, and the other higher, is too" & @CRLF & _
                "	flaming a praise for a good complexion. I had as" & @CRLF & _
                "	lief Helen's golden tongue had commended Troilus for" & @CRLF & _
                "	a copper nose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	I swear to you. I think Helen loves him better than Paris." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Then she's a merry Greek indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Nay, I am sure she does. She came to him th' other" & @CRLF & _
                "	day into the compassed window,--and, you know, he" & @CRLF & _
                "	has not past three or four hairs on his chin,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Indeed, a tapster's arithmetic may soon bring his" & @CRLF & _
                "	particulars therein to a total." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Why, he is very young: and yet will he, within" & @CRLF & _
                "	three pound, lift as much as his brother Hector." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Is he so young a man and so old a lifter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	But to prove to you that Helen loves him: she came" & @CRLF & _
                "	and puts me her white hand to his cloven chin--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Juno have mercy! how came it cloven?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Why, you know 'tis dimpled: I think his smiling" & @CRLF & _
                "	becomes him better than any man in all Phrygia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	O, he smiles valiantly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Does he not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	O yes, an 'twere a cloud in autumn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Why, go to, then: but to prove to you that Helen" & @CRLF & _
                "	loves Troilus,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Troilus will stand to the proof, if you'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	prove it so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Troilus! why, he esteems her no more than I esteem" & @CRLF & _
                "	an addle egg." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	If you love an addle egg as well as you love an idle" & @CRLF & _
                "	head, you would eat chickens i' the shell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	I cannot choose but laugh, to think how she tickled" & @CRLF & _
                "	his chin: indeed, she has a marvellous white hand, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	must needs confess,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Without the rack." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	And she takes upon her to spy a white hair on his chin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Alas, poor chin! many a wart is richer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	But there was such laughing! Queen Hecuba laughed" & @CRLF & _
                "	that her eyes ran o'er." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	With mill-stones." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	And Cassandra laughed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	But there was more temperate fire under the pot of" & @CRLF & _
                "	her eyes: did her eyes run o'er too?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	And Hector laughed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	At what was all this laughing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Marry, at the white hair that Helen spied on Troilus' chin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	An't had been a green hair, I should have laughed" & @CRLF & _
                "	too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	They laughed not so much at the hair as at his pretty answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	What was his answer?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Quoth she, 'Here's but two and fifty hairs on your" & @CRLF & _
                "	chin, and one of them is white." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	This is her question." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	That's true; make no question of that. 'Two and" & @CRLF & _
                "	fifty hairs' quoth he, 'and one white: that white" & @CRLF & _
                "	hair is my father, and all the rest are his sons.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Jupiter!' quoth she, 'which of these hairs is Paris," & @CRLF & _
                "	my husband? 'The forked one,' quoth he, 'pluck't" & @CRLF & _
                "	out, and give it him.' But there was such laughing!" & @CRLF & _
                "	and Helen so blushed, an Paris so chafed, and all the" & @CRLF & _
                "	rest so laughed, that it passed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	So let it now; for it has been while going by." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Well, cousin. I told you a thing yesterday; think on't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	So I do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	I'll be sworn 'tis true; he will weep you, an 'twere" & @CRLF & _
                "	a man born in April." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	And I'll spring up in his tears, an 'twere a nettle" & @CRLF & _
                "	against May." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A retreat sounded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Hark! they are coming from the field: shall we" & @CRLF & _
                "	stand up here, and see them as they pass toward" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ilium? good niece, do, sweet niece Cressida." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	At your pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Here, here, here's an excellent place; here we may" & @CRLF & _
                "	see most bravely: I'll tell you them all by their" & @CRLF & _
                "	names as they pass by; but mark Troilus above the rest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Speak not so loud." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[AENEAS passes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	That's AEneas: is not that a brave man? he's one of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the flowers of Troy, I can tell you: but mark" & @CRLF & _
                "	Troilus; you shall see anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[ANTENOR passes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Who's that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	That's Antenor: he has a shrewd wit, I can tell you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and he's a man good enough, he's one o' the soundest" & @CRLF & _
                "	judgments in whosoever, and a proper man of person." & @CRLF & _
                "	When comes Troilus? I'll show you Troilus anon: if" & @CRLF & _
                "	he see me, you shall see him nod at me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Will he give you the nod?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	You shall see." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	If he do, the rich shall have more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[HECTOR passes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	That's Hector, that, that, look you, that; there's a" & @CRLF & _
                "	fellow! Go thy way, Hector! There's a brave man," & @CRLF & _
                "	niece. O brave Hector! Look how he looks! there's" & @CRLF & _
                "	a countenance! is't not a brave man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	O, a brave man!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Is a' not? it does a man's heart good. Look you" & @CRLF & _
                "	what hacks are on his helmet! look you yonder, do" & @CRLF & _
                "	you see? look you there: there's no jesting;" & @CRLF & _
                "	there's laying on, take't off who will, as they say:" & @CRLF & _
                "	there be hacks!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Be those with swords?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Swords! any thing, he cares not; an the devil come" & @CRLF & _
                "	to him, it's all one: by God's lid, it does one's" & @CRLF & _
                "	heart good. Yonder comes Paris, yonder comes Paris." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[PARIS passes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look ye yonder, niece; is't not a gallant man too," & @CRLF & _
                "	is't not? Why, this is brave now. Who said he came" & @CRLF & _
                "	hurt home to-day? he's not hurt: why, this will do" & @CRLF & _
                "	Helen's heart good now, ha! Would I could see" & @CRLF & _
                "	Troilus now! You shall see Troilus anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[HELENUS passes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Who's that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	That's Helenus. I marvel where Troilus is. That's" & @CRLF & _
                "	Helenus. I think he went not forth to-day. That's Helenus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Can Helenus fight, uncle?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Helenus? no. Yes, he'll fight indifferent well. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	marvel where Troilus is. Hark! do you not hear the" & @CRLF & _
                "	people cry 'Troilus'? Helenus is a priest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	What sneaking fellow comes yonder?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[TROILUS passes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Where? yonder? that's Deiphobus. 'Tis Troilus!" & @CRLF & _
                "	there's a man, niece! Hem! Brave Troilus! the" & @CRLF & _
                "	prince of chivalry!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Peace, for shame, peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Mark him; note him. O brave Troilus! Look well upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	him, niece: look you how his sword is bloodied, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	his helm more hacked than Hector's, and how he looks," & @CRLF & _
                "	and how he goes! O admirable youth! he ne'er saw" & @CRLF & _
                "	three and twenty. Go thy way, Troilus, go thy way!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had I a sister were a grace, or a daughter a goddess," & @CRLF & _
                "	he should take his choice. O admirable man! Paris?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Paris is dirt to him; and, I warrant, Helen, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	change, would give an eye to boot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Here come more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Forces pass]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Asses, fools, dolts! chaff and bran, chaff and bran!" & @CRLF & _
                "	porridge after meat! I could live and die i' the" & @CRLF & _
                "	eyes of Troilus. Ne'er look, ne'er look: the eagles" & @CRLF & _
                "	are gone: crows and daws, crows and daws! I had" & @CRLF & _
                "	rather be such a man as Troilus than Agamemnon and" & @CRLF & _
                "	all Greece." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	There is among the Greeks Achilles, a better man than Troilus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Achilles! a drayman, a porter, a very camel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Well, well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	'Well, well!' why, have you any discretion? have" & @CRLF & _
                "	you any eyes? Do you know what a man is? Is not" & @CRLF & _
                "	birth, beauty, good shape, discourse, manhood," & @CRLF & _
                "	learning, gentleness, virtue, youth, liberality," & @CRLF & _
                "	and such like, the spice and salt that season a man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Ay, a minced man: and then to be baked with no date" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the pie, for then the man's date's out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	You are such a woman! one knows not at what ward you" & @CRLF & _
                "	lie." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Upon my back, to defend my belly; upon my wit, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	defend my wiles; upon my secrecy, to defend mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	honesty; my mask, to defend my beauty; and you, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	defend all these: and at all these wards I lie, at a" & @CRLF & _
                "	thousand watches." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Say one of your watches." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Nay, I'll watch you for that; and that's one of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	chiefest of them too: if I cannot ward what I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	not have hit, I can watch you for telling how I took" & @CRLF & _
                "	the blow; unless it swell past hiding, and then it's" & @CRLF & _
                "	past watching." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	You are such another!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Troilus's Boy]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	Sir, my lord would instantly speak with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Where?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	At your own house; there he unarms him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Good boy, tell him I come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit boy]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I doubt he be hurt. Fare ye well, good niece." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Adieu, uncle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	I'll be with you, niece, by and by." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	To bring, uncle?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Ay, a token from Troilus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	By the same token, you are a bawd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit PANDARUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Words, vows, gifts, tears, and love's full sacrifice," & @CRLF & _
                "	He offers in another's enterprise;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But more in Troilus thousand fold I see" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than in the glass of Pandar's praise may be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet hold I off. Women are angels, wooing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Things won are done; joy's soul lies in the doing." & @CRLF & _
                "	That she beloved knows nought that knows not this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Men prize the thing ungain'd more than it is:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That she was never yet that ever knew" & @CRLF & _
                "	Love got so sweet as when desire did sue." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore this maxim out of love I teach:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Achievement is command; ungain'd, beseech:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then though my heart's content firm love doth bear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing of that shall from mine eyes appear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The Grecian camp. Before Agamemnon's tent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sennet. Enter AGAMEMNON, NESTOR, ULYSSES," & @CRLF & _
                "	MENELAUS, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	Princes," & @CRLF & _
                "	What grief hath set the jaundice on your cheeks?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ample proposition that hope makes" & @CRLF & _
                "	In all designs begun on earth below" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fails in the promised largeness: cheques and disasters" & @CRLF & _
                "	Grow in the veins of actions highest rear'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	As knots, by the conflux of meeting sap," & @CRLF & _
                "	Infect the sound pine and divert his grain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tortive and errant from his course of growth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor, princes, is it matter new to us" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we come short of our suppose so far" & @CRLF & _
                "	That after seven years' siege yet Troy walls stand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sith every action that hath gone before," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereof we have record, trial did draw" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bias and thwart, not answering the aim," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that unbodied figure of the thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	That gave't surmised shape. Why then, you princes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you with cheeks abash'd behold our works," & @CRLF & _
                "	And call them shames? which are indeed nought else" & @CRLF & _
                "	But the protractive trials of great Jove" & @CRLF & _
                "	To find persistive constancy in men:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fineness of which metal is not found" & @CRLF & _
                "	In fortune's love; for then the bold and coward," & @CRLF & _
                "	The wise and fool, the artist and unread," & @CRLF & _
                "	The hard and soft seem all affined and kin:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, in the wind and tempest of her frown," & @CRLF & _
                "	Distinction, with a broad and powerful fan," & @CRLF & _
                "	Puffing at all, winnows the light away;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And what hath mass or matter, by itself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lies rich in virtue and unmingled." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	With due observance of thy godlike seat," & @CRLF & _
                "	Great Agamemnon, Nestor shall apply" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy latest words. In the reproof of chance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lies the true proof of men: the sea being smooth," & @CRLF & _
                "	How many shallow bauble boats dare sail" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon her patient breast, making their way" & @CRLF & _
                "	With those of nobler bulk!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But let the ruffian Boreas once enrage" & @CRLF & _
                "	The gentle Thetis, and anon behold" & @CRLF & _
                "	The strong-ribb'd bark through liquid mountains cut," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bounding between the two moist elements," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like Perseus' horse: where's then the saucy boat" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose weak untimber'd sides but even now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Co-rivall'd greatness? Either to harbour fled," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or made a toast for Neptune. Even so" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth valour's show and valour's worth divide" & @CRLF & _
                "	In storms of fortune; for in her ray and brightness" & @CRLF & _
                "	The herd hath more annoyance by the breeze" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than by the tiger; but when the splitting wind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes flexible the knees of knotted oaks," & @CRLF & _
                "	And flies fled under shade, why, then the thing of courage" & @CRLF & _
                "	As roused with rage with rage doth sympathize," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with an accent tuned in selfsame key" & @CRLF & _
                "	Retorts to chiding fortune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Agamemnon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou great commander, nerve and bone of Greece," & @CRLF & _
                "	Heart of our numbers, soul and only spirit." & @CRLF & _
                "	In whom the tempers and the minds of all" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should be shut up, hear what Ulysses speaks." & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides the applause and approbation To which," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To AGAMEMNON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	most mighty for thy place and sway," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To NESTOR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou most reverend for thy stretch'd-out life" & @CRLF & _
                "	I give to both your speeches, which were such" & @CRLF & _
                "	As Agamemnon and the hand of Greece" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should hold up high in brass, and such again" & @CRLF & _
                "	As venerable Nestor, hatch'd in silver," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should with a bond of air, strong as the axle-tree" & @CRLF & _
                "	On which heaven rides, knit all the Greekish ears" & @CRLF & _
                "	To his experienced tongue, yet let it please both," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou great, and wise, to hear Ulysses speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	Speak, prince of Ithaca; and be't of less expect" & @CRLF & _
                "	That matter needless, of importless burden," & @CRLF & _
                "	Divide thy lips, than we are confident," & @CRLF & _
                "	When rank Thersites opes his mastic jaws," & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall hear music, wit and oracle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Troy, yet upon his basis, had been down," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the great Hector's sword had lack'd a master," & @CRLF & _
                "	But for these instances." & @CRLF & _
                "	The specialty of rule hath been neglected:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, look, how many Grecian tents do stand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hollow upon this plain, so many hollow factions." & @CRLF & _
                "	When that the general is not like the hive" & @CRLF & _
                "	To whom the foragers shall all repair," & @CRLF & _
                "	What honey is expected? Degree being vizarded," & @CRLF & _
                "	The unworthiest shows as fairly in the mask." & @CRLF & _
                "	The heavens themselves, the planets and this centre" & @CRLF & _
                "	Observe degree, priority and place," & @CRLF & _
                "	Insisture, course, proportion, season, form," & @CRLF & _
                "	Office and custom, in all line of order;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therefore is the glorious planet Sol" & @CRLF & _
                "	In noble eminence enthroned and sphered" & @CRLF & _
                "	Amidst the other; whose medicinable eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil," & @CRLF & _
                "	And posts, like the commandment of a king," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sans cheque to good and bad: but when the planets" & @CRLF & _
                "	In evil mixture to disorder wander," & @CRLF & _
                "	What plagues and what portents! what mutiny!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What raging of the sea! shaking of earth!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commotion in the winds! frights, changes, horrors," & @CRLF & _
                "	Divert and crack, rend and deracinate" & @CRLF & _
                "	The unity and married calm of states" & @CRLF & _
                "	Quite from their fixure! O, when degree is shaked," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is the ladder to all high designs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then enterprise is sick! How could communities," & @CRLF & _
                "	Degrees in schools and brotherhoods in cities," & @CRLF & _
                "	Peaceful commerce from dividable shores," & @CRLF & _
                "	The primogenitive and due of birth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Prerogative of age, crowns, sceptres, laurels," & @CRLF & _
                "	But by degree, stand in authentic place?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take but degree away, untune that string," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, hark, what discord follows! each thing meets" & @CRLF & _
                "	In mere oppugnancy: the bounded waters" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make a sop of all this solid globe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strength should be lord of imbecility," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the rude son should strike his father dead:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Force should be right; or rather, right and wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "	Between whose endless jar justice resides," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should lose their names, and so should justice too." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then every thing includes itself in power," & @CRLF & _
                "	Power into will, will into appetite;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And appetite, an universal wolf," & @CRLF & _
                "	So doubly seconded with will and power," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must make perforce an universal prey," & @CRLF & _
                "	And last eat up himself. Great Agamemnon," & @CRLF & _
                "	This chaos, when degree is suffocate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Follows the choking." & @CRLF & _
                "	And this neglection of degree it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	That by a pace goes backward, with a purpose" & @CRLF & _
                "	It hath to climb. The general's disdain'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	By him one step below, he by the next," & @CRLF & _
                "	That next by him beneath; so every step," & @CRLF & _
                "	Exampled by the first pace that is sick" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of his superior, grows to an envious fever" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of pale and bloodless emulation:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And 'tis this fever that keeps Troy on foot," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not her own sinews. To end a tale of length," & @CRLF & _
                "	Troy in our weakness stands, not in her strength." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	Most wisely hath Ulysses here discover'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fever whereof all our power is sick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	The nature of the sickness found, Ulysses," & @CRLF & _
                "	What is the remedy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	The great Achilles, whom opinion crowns" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sinew and the forehand of our host," & @CRLF & _
                "	Having his ear full of his airy fame," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grows dainty of his worth, and in his tent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lies mocking our designs: with him Patroclus" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a lazy bed the livelong day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Breaks scurril jests;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with ridiculous and awkward action," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, slanderer, he imitation calls," & @CRLF & _
                "	He pageants us. Sometime, great Agamemnon," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy topless deputation he puts on," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, like a strutting player, whose conceit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lies in his hamstring, and doth think it rich" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear the wooden dialogue and sound" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twixt his stretch'd footing and the scaffoldage,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such to-be-pitied and o'er-wrested seeming" & @CRLF & _
                "	He acts thy greatness in: and when he speaks," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis like a chime a-mending; with terms unsquared," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, from the tongue of roaring Typhon dropp'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would seem hyperboles. At this fusty stuff" & @CRLF & _
                "	The large Achilles, on his press'd bed lolling," & @CRLF & _
                "	From his deep chest laughs out a loud applause;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cries 'Excellent! 'tis Agamemnon just." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now play me Nestor; hem, and stroke thy beard," & @CRLF & _
                "	As he being drest to some oration.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	That's done, as near as the extremest ends" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of parallels, as like as Vulcan and his wife:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet god Achilles still cries 'Excellent!" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis Nestor right. Now play him me, Patroclus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Arming to answer in a night alarm.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then, forsooth, the faint defects of age" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must be the scene of mirth; to cough and spit," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, with a palsy-fumbling on his gorget," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shake in and out the rivet: and at this sport" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Valour dies; cries 'O, enough, Patroclus;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or give me ribs of steel! I shall split all" & @CRLF & _
                "	In pleasure of my spleen.' And in this fashion," & @CRLF & _
                "	All our abilities, gifts, natures, shapes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Severals and generals of grace exact," & @CRLF & _
                "	Achievements, plots, orders, preventions," & @CRLF & _
                "	Excitements to the field, or speech for truce," & @CRLF & _
                "	Success or loss, what is or is not, serves" & @CRLF & _
                "	As stuff for these two to make paradoxes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	And in the imitation of these twain--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, as Ulysses says, opinion crowns" & @CRLF & _
                "	With an imperial voice--many are infect." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ajax is grown self-will'd, and bears his head" & @CRLF & _
                "	In such a rein, in full as proud a place" & @CRLF & _
                "	As broad Achilles; keeps his tent like him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes factious feasts; rails on our state of war," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bold as an oracle, and sets Thersites," & @CRLF & _
                "	A slave whose gall coins slanders like a mint," & @CRLF & _
                "	To match us in comparisons with dirt," & @CRLF & _
                "	To weaken and discredit our exposure," & @CRLF & _
                "	How rank soever rounded in with danger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	They tax our policy, and call it cowardice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Count wisdom as no member of the war," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forestall prescience, and esteem no act" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that of hand: the still and mental parts," & @CRLF & _
                "	That do contrive how many hands shall strike," & @CRLF & _
                "	When fitness calls them on, and know by measure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of their observant toil the enemies' weight,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, this hath not a finger's dignity:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They call this bed-work, mappery, closet-war;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So that the ram that batters down the wall," & @CRLF & _
                "	For the great swing and rudeness of his poise," & @CRLF & _
                "	They place before his hand that made the engine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or those that with the fineness of their souls" & @CRLF & _
                "	By reason guide his execution." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	Let this be granted, and Achilles' horse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes many Thetis' sons." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A tucket]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	What trumpet? look, Menelaus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENELAUS	From Troy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AENEAS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	What would you 'fore our tent?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	Is this great Agamemnon's tent, I pray you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	Even this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	May one, that is a herald and a prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do a fair message to his kingly ears?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	With surety stronger than Achilles' arm" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Fore all the Greekish heads, which with one voice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call Agamemnon head and general." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	Fair leave and large security. How may" & @CRLF & _
                "	A stranger to those most imperial looks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Know them from eyes of other mortals?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	How!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	Ay;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I ask, that I might waken reverence," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid the cheek be ready with a blush" & @CRLF & _
                "	Modest as morning when she coldly eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	The youthful Phoebus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is that god in office, guiding men?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is the high and mighty Agamemnon?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	This Trojan scorns us; or the men of Troy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are ceremonious courtiers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	Courtiers as free, as debonair, unarm'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	As bending angels; that's their fame in peace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when they would seem soldiers, they have galls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Good arms, strong joints, true swords; and," & @CRLF & _
                "	Jove's accord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing so full of heart. But peace, AEneas," & @CRLF & _
                "	Peace, Trojan; lay thy finger on thy lips!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The worthiness of praise distains his worth," & @CRLF & _
                "	If that the praised himself bring the praise forth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But what the repining enemy commends," & @CRLF & _
                "	That breath fame blows; that praise, sole sure," & @CRLF & _
                "	transcends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	Sir, you of Troy, call you yourself AEneas?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	Ay, Greek, that is my name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	What's your affair I pray you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	Sir, pardon; 'tis for Agamemnon's ears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	He hears naught privately that comes from Troy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	Nor I from Troy come not to whisper him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I bring a trumpet to awake his ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	To set his sense on the attentive bent," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then to speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	                  Speak frankly as the wind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is not Agamemnon's sleeping hour:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou shalt know. Trojan, he is awake," & @CRLF & _
                "	He tells thee so himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	Trumpet, blow loud," & @CRLF & _
                "	Send thy brass voice through all these lazy tents;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And every Greek of mettle, let him know," & @CRLF & _
                "	What Troy means fairly shall be spoke aloud." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpet sounds]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have, great Agamemnon, here in Troy" & @CRLF & _
                "	A prince call'd Hector,--Priam is his father,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who in this dull and long-continued truce" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is rusty grown: he bade me take a trumpet," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to this purpose speak. Kings, princes, lords!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If there be one among the fair'st of Greece" & @CRLF & _
                "	That holds his honour higher than his ease," & @CRLF & _
                "	That seeks his praise more than he fears his peril," & @CRLF & _
                "	That knows his valour, and knows not his fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	That loves his mistress more than in confession," & @CRLF & _
                "	With truant vows to her own lips he loves," & @CRLF & _
                "	And dare avow her beauty and her worth" & @CRLF & _
                "	In other arms than hers,--to him this challenge." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hector, in view of Trojans and of Greeks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall make it good, or do his best to do it," & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath a lady, wiser, fairer, truer," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than ever Greek did compass in his arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will to-morrow with his trumpet call" & @CRLF & _
                "	Midway between your tents and walls of Troy," & @CRLF & _
                "	To rouse a Grecian that is true in love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If any come, Hector shall honour him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If none, he'll say in Troy when he retires," & @CRLF & _
                "	The Grecian dames are sunburnt and not worth" & @CRLF & _
                "	The splinter of a lance. Even so much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	This shall be told our lovers, Lord AEneas;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If none of them have soul in such a kind," & @CRLF & _
                "	We left them all at home: but we are soldiers;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And may that soldier a mere recreant prove," & @CRLF & _
                "	That means not, hath not, or is not in love!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If then one is, or hath, or means to be," & @CRLF & _
                "	That one meets Hector; if none else, I am he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	Tell him of Nestor, one that was a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	When Hector's grandsire suck'd: he is old now;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But if there be not in our Grecian host" & @CRLF & _
                "	One noble man that hath one spark of fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	To answer for his love, tell him from me" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll hide my silver beard in a gold beaver" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in my vantbrace put this wither'd brawn," & @CRLF & _
                "	And meeting him will tell him that my lady" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was fairer than his grandam and as chaste" & @CRLF & _
                "	As may be in the world: his youth in flood," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll prove this truth with my three drops of blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	Now heavens forbid such scarcity of youth!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Amen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	Fair Lord AEneas, let me touch your hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To our pavilion shall I lead you, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "	Achilles shall have word of this intent;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So shall each lord of Greece, from tent to tent:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yourself shall feast with us before you go" & @CRLF & _
                "	And find the welcome of a noble foe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all but ULYSSES and NESTOR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Nestor!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	What says Ulysses?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	I have a young conception in my brain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be you my time to bring it to some shape." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	What is't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	This 'tis:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blunt wedges rive hard knots: the seeded pride" & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath to this maturity blown up" & @CRLF & _
                "	In rank Achilles must or now be cropp'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, shedding, breed a nursery of like evil," & @CRLF & _
                "	To overbulk us all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	Well, and how?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	This challenge that the gallant Hector sends," & @CRLF & _
                "	However it is spread in general name," & @CRLF & _
                "	Relates in purpose only to Achilles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	The purpose is perspicuous even as substance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose grossness little characters sum up:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in the publication, make no strain," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that Achilles, were his brain as barren" & @CRLF & _
                "	As banks of Libya,--though, Apollo knows," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis dry enough,--will, with great speed of judgment," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, with celerity, find Hector's purpose" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pointing on him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	And wake him to the answer, think you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	Yes, 'tis most meet: whom may you else oppose," & @CRLF & _
                "	That can from Hector bring his honour off," & @CRLF & _
                "	If not Achilles? Though't be a sportful combat," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet in the trial much opinion dwells;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For here the Trojans taste our dear'st repute" & @CRLF & _
                "	With their finest palate: and trust to me, Ulysses," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our imputation shall be oddly poised" & @CRLF & _
                "	In this wild action; for the success," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although particular, shall give a scantling" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of good or bad unto the general;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in such indexes, although small pricks" & @CRLF & _
                "	To their subsequent volumes, there is seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	The baby figure of the giant mass" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of things to come at large. It is supposed" & @CRLF & _
                "	He that meets Hector issues from our choice" & @CRLF & _
                "	And choice, being mutual act of all our souls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes merit her election, and doth boil," & @CRLF & _
                "	As 'twere from us all, a man distill'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of our virtues; who miscarrying," & @CRLF & _
                "	What heart receives from hence the conquering part," & @CRLF & _
                "	To steel a strong opinion to themselves?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which entertain'd, limbs are his instruments," & @CRLF & _
                "	In no less working than are swords and bows" & @CRLF & _
                "	Directive by the limbs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Give pardon to my speech:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore 'tis meet Achilles meet not Hector." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us, like merchants, show our foulest wares," & @CRLF & _
                "	And think, perchance, they'll sell; if not," & @CRLF & _
                "	The lustre of the better yet to show," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall show the better. Do not consent" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever Hector and Achilles meet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For both our honour and our shame in this" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are dogg'd with two strange followers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	I see them not with my old eyes: what are they?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	What glory our Achilles shares from Hector," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were he not proud, we all should share with him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But he already is too insolent;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And we were better parch in Afric sun" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than in the pride and salt scorn of his eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should he 'scape Hector fair: if he were foil'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why then, we did our main opinion crush" & @CRLF & _
                "	In taint of our best man. No, make a lottery;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, by device, let blockish Ajax draw" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sort to fight with Hector: among ourselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give him allowance for the better man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For that will physic the great Myrmidon" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who broils in loud applause, and make him fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	His crest that prouder than blue Iris bends." & @CRLF & _
                "	If the dull brainless Ajax come safe off," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll dress him up in voices: if he fail," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet go we under our opinion still" & @CRLF & _
                "	That we have better men. But, hit or miss," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our project's life this shape of sense assumes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ajax employ'd plucks down Achilles' plumes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	Ulysses," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now I begin to relish thy advice;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will give a taste of it forthwith" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Agamemnon: go we to him straight." & @CRLF & _
                "	Two curs shall tame each other: pride alone" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must tarre the mastiffs on, as 'twere their bone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A part of the Grecian camp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AJAX and THERSITES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Thersites!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Agamemnon, how if he had boils? full, all over," & @CRLF & _
                "	generally?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Thersites!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	And those boils did run? say so: did not the" & @CRLF & _
                "	general run then? were not that a botchy core?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Dog!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Then would come some matter from him; I see none now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Thou bitch-wolf's son, canst thou not hear?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Beating him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Feel, then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	The plague of Greece upon thee, thou mongrel" & @CRLF & _
                "	beef-witted lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Speak then, thou vinewedst leaven, speak: I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	beat thee into handsomeness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	I shall sooner rail thee into wit and holiness: but," & @CRLF & _
                "	I think, thy horse will sooner con an oration than" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou learn a prayer without book. Thou canst strike," & @CRLF & _
                "	canst thou? a red murrain o' thy jade's tricks!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Toadstool, learn me the proclamation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Dost thou think I have no sense, thou strikest me thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	The proclamation!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Thou art proclaimed a fool, I think." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Do not, porpentine, do not: my fingers itch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	I would thou didst itch from head to foot and I had" & @CRLF & _
                "	the scratching of thee; I would make thee the" & @CRLF & _
                "	loathsomest scab in Greece. When thou art forth in" & @CRLF & _
                "	the incursions, thou strikest as slow as another." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	I say, the proclamation!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Thou grumblest and railest every hour on Achilles," & @CRLF & _
                "	and thou art as full of envy at his greatness as" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cerberus is at Proserpine's beauty, ay, that thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	barkest at him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Mistress Thersites!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Thou shouldest strike him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Cobloaf!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	He would pun thee into shivers with his fist, as a" & @CRLF & _
                "	sailor breaks a biscuit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	[Beating him]  You whoreson cur!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Do, do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Thou stool for a witch!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Ay, do, do; thou sodden-witted lord! thou hast no" & @CRLF & _
                "	more brain than I have in mine elbows; an assinego" & @CRLF & _
                "	may tutor thee: thou scurvy-valiant ass! thou art" & @CRLF & _
                "	here but to thrash Trojans; and thou art bought and" & @CRLF & _
                "	sold among those of any wit, like a barbarian slave." & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou use to beat me, I will begin at thy heel, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	tell what thou art by inches, thou thing of no" & @CRLF & _
                "	bowels, thou!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	You dog!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	You scurvy lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	[Beating him]  You cur!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Mars his idiot! do, rudeness; do, camel; do, do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ACHILLES and PATROCLUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Why, how now, Ajax! wherefore do you thus? How now," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thersites! what's the matter, man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	You see him there, do you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Ay; what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Nay, look upon him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	So I do: what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Nay, but regard him well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	'Well!' why, I do so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	But yet you look not well upon him; for whosoever you" & @CRLF & _
                "	take him to be, he is Ajax." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	I know that, fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Ay, but that fool knows not himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Therefore I beat thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Lo, lo, lo, lo, what modicums of wit he utters! his" & @CRLF & _
                "	evasions have ears thus long. I have bobbed his" & @CRLF & _
                "	brain more than he has beat my bones: I will buy" & @CRLF & _
                "	nine sparrows for a penny, and his pia mater is not" & @CRLF & _
                "	worth the nineth part of a sparrow. This lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Achilles, Ajax, who wears his wit in his belly and" & @CRLF & _
                "	his guts in his head, I'll tell you what I say of" & @CRLF & _
                "	him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	What?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	I say, this Ajax--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Ajax offers to beat him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Nay, good Ajax." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Has not so much wit--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Nay, I must hold you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	As will stop the eye of Helen's needle, for whom he" & @CRLF & _
                "	comes to fight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Peace, fool!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	I would have peace and quietness, but the fool will" & @CRLF & _
                "	not: he there: that he: look you there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	O thou damned cur! I shall--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Will you set your wit to a fool's?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	No, I warrant you; for a fools will shame it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	Good words, Thersites." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	What's the quarrel?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	I bade the vile owl go learn me the tenor of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	proclamation, and he rails upon me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	I serve thee not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Well, go to, go to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	I serve here voluntarily." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Your last service was sufferance, 'twas not" & @CRLF & _
                "	voluntary: no man is beaten voluntary: Ajax was" & @CRLF & _
                "	here the voluntary, and you as under an impress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	E'en so; a great deal of your wit, too, lies in your" & @CRLF & _
                "	sinews, or else there be liars. Hector have a great" & @CRLF & _
                "	catch, if he knock out either of your brains: a'" & @CRLF & _
                "	were as good crack a fusty nut with no kernel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	What, with me too, Thersites?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	There's Ulysses and old Nestor, whose wit was mouldy" & @CRLF & _
                "	ere your grandsires had nails on their toes, yoke you" & @CRLF & _
                "	like draught-oxen and make you plough up the wars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	What, what?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Yes, good sooth: to, Achilles! to, Ajax! to!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	I shall cut out your tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	'Tis no matter! I shall speak as much as thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	afterwards." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	No more words, Thersites; peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	I will hold my peace when Achilles' brach bids me, shall I?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	There's for you, Patroclus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	I will see you hanged, like clotpoles, ere I come" & @CRLF & _
                "	any more to your tents: I will keep where there is" & @CRLF & _
                "	wit stirring and leave the faction of fools." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	A good riddance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Marry, this, sir, is proclaim'd through all our host:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Hector, by the fifth hour of the sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will with a trumpet 'twixt our tents and Troy" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow morning call some knight to arms" & @CRLF & _
                "	That hath a stomach; and such a one that dare" & @CRLF & _
                "	Maintain--I know not what: 'tis trash. Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Farewell. Who shall answer him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	I know not: 'tis put to lottery; otherwise" & @CRLF & _
                "	He knew his man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	O, meaning you. I will go learn more of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Troy. A room in Priam's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PRIAM, HECTOR, TROILUS, PARIS, and HELENUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRIAM	After so many hours, lives, speeches spent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus once again says Nestor from the Greeks:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Deliver Helen, and all damage else--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As honour, loss of time, travail, expense," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wounds, friends, and what else dear that is consumed" & @CRLF & _
                "	In hot digestion of this cormorant war--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be struck off.' Hector, what say you to't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Though no man lesser fears the Greeks than I" & @CRLF & _
                "	As far as toucheth my particular," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, dread Priam," & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no lady of more softer bowels," & @CRLF & _
                "	More spongy to suck in the sense of fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	More ready to cry out 'Who knows what follows?'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than Hector is: the wound of peace is surety," & @CRLF & _
                "	Surety secure; but modest doubt is call'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The beacon of the wise, the tent that searches" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the bottom of the worst. Let Helen go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since the first sword was drawn about this question," & @CRLF & _
                "	Every tithe soul, 'mongst many thousand dismes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath been as dear as Helen; I mean, of ours:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If we have lost so many tenths of ours," & @CRLF & _
                "	To guard a thing not ours nor worth to us," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had it our name, the value of one ten," & @CRLF & _
                "	What merit's in that reason which denies" & @CRLF & _
                "	The yielding of her up?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Fie, fie, my brother!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Weigh you the worth and honour of a king" & @CRLF & _
                "	So great as our dread father in a scale" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of common ounces? will you with counters sum" & @CRLF & _
                "	The past proportion of his infinite?" & @CRLF & _
                "	And buckle in a waist most fathomless" & @CRLF & _
                "	With spans and inches so diminutive" & @CRLF & _
                "	As fears and reasons? fie, for godly shame!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELENUS	No marvel, though you bite so sharp at reasons," & @CRLF & _
                "	You are so empty of them. Should not our father" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bear the great sway of his affairs with reasons," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because your speech hath none that tells him so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	You are for dreams and slumbers, brother priest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You fur your gloves with reason. Here are" & @CRLF & _
                "	your reasons:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You know an enemy intends you harm;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You know a sword employ'd is perilous," & @CRLF & _
                "	And reason flies the object of all harm:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who marvels then, when Helenus beholds" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Grecian and his sword, if he do set" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very wings of reason to his heels" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fly like chidden Mercury from Jove," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or like a star disorb'd? Nay, if we talk of reason," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's shut our gates and sleep: manhood and honour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should have hare-hearts, would they but fat" & @CRLF & _
                "	their thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	With this cramm'd reason: reason and respect" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make livers pale and lustihood deject." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Brother, she is not worth what she doth cost" & @CRLF & _
                "	The holding." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	                  What is aught, but as 'tis valued?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	But value dwells not in particular will;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It holds his estimate and dignity" & @CRLF & _
                "	As well wherein 'tis precious of itself" & @CRLF & _
                "	As in the prizer: 'tis mad idolatry" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make the service greater than the god" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the will dotes that is attributive" & @CRLF & _
                "	To what infectiously itself affects," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without some image of the affected merit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	I take to-day a wife, and my election" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is led on in the conduct of my will;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My will enkindled by mine eyes and ears," & @CRLF & _
                "	Two traded pilots 'twixt the dangerous shores" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of will and judgment: how may I avoid," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although my will distaste what it elected," & @CRLF & _
                "	The wife I chose? there can be no evasion" & @CRLF & _
                "	To blench from this and to stand firm by honour:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We turn not back the silks upon the merchant," & @CRLF & _
                "	When we have soil'd them, nor the remainder viands" & @CRLF & _
                "	We do not throw in unrespective sieve," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because we now are full. It was thought meet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Paris should do some vengeance on the Greeks:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your breath of full consent bellied his sails;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The seas and winds, old wranglers, took a truce" & @CRLF & _
                "	And did him service: he touch'd the ports desired," & @CRLF & _
                "	And for an old aunt whom the Greeks held captive," & @CRLF & _
                "	He brought a Grecian queen, whose youth and freshness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wrinkles Apollo's, and makes stale the morning." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why keep we her? the Grecians keep our aunt:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is she worth keeping? why, she is a pearl," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose price hath launch'd above a thousand ships," & @CRLF & _
                "	And turn'd crown'd kings to merchants." & @CRLF & _
                "	If you'll avouch 'twas wisdom Paris went--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you must needs, for you all cried 'Go, go,'--" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you'll confess he brought home noble prize--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you must needs, for you all clapp'd your hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	And cried 'Inestimable!'--why do you now" & @CRLF & _
                "	The issue of your proper wisdoms rate," & @CRLF & _
                "	And do a deed that fortune never did," & @CRLF & _
                "	Beggar the estimation which you prized" & @CRLF & _
                "	Richer than sea and land? O, theft most base," & @CRLF & _
                "	That we have stol'n what we do fear to keep!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, thieves, unworthy of a thing so stol'n," & @CRLF & _
                "	That in their country did them that disgrace," & @CRLF & _
                "	We fear to warrant in our native place!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSANDRA	[Within]  Cry, Trojans, cry!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRIAM	What noise? what shriek is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	'Tis our mad sister, I do know her voice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSANDRA	[Within]  Cry, Trojans!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	It is Cassandra." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CASSANDRA, raving]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSANDRA	Cry, Trojans, cry! lend me ten thousand eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will fill them with prophetic tears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Peace, sister, peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSANDRA	Virgins and boys, mid-age and wrinkled eld," & @CRLF & _
                "	Soft infancy, that nothing canst but cry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Add to my clamours! let us pay betimes" & @CRLF & _
                "	A moiety of that mass of moan to come." & @CRLF & _
                "	Cry, Trojans, cry! practise your eyes with tears!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Troy must not be, nor goodly Ilion stand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our firebrand brother, Paris, burns us all." & @CRLF & _
                "	Cry, Trojans, cry! a Helen and a woe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cry, cry! Troy burns, or else let Helen go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Now, youthful Troilus, do not these high strains" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of divination in our sister work" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some touches of remorse? or is your blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	So madly hot that no discourse of reason," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor fear of bad success in a bad cause," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can qualify the same?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Why, brother Hector," & @CRLF & _
                "	We may not think the justness of each act" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such and no other than event doth form it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor once deject the courage of our minds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because Cassandra's mad: her brain-sick raptures" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot distaste the goodness of a quarrel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which hath our several honours all engaged" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make it gracious. For my private part," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am no more touch'd than all Priam's sons:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Jove forbid there should be done amongst us" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such things as might offend the weakest spleen" & @CRLF & _
                "	To fight for and maintain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	Else might the world convince of levity" & @CRLF & _
                "	As well my undertakings as your counsels:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I attest the gods, your full consent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gave wings to my propension and cut off" & @CRLF & _
                "	All fears attending on so dire a project." & @CRLF & _
                "	For what, alas, can these my single arms?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What Propugnation is in one man's valour," & @CRLF & _
                "	To stand the push and enmity of those" & @CRLF & _
                "	This quarrel would excite? Yet, I protest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were I alone to pass the difficulties" & @CRLF & _
                "	And had as ample power as I have will," & @CRLF & _
                "	Paris should ne'er retract what he hath done," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor faint in the pursuit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRIAM	Paris, you speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like one besotted on your sweet delights:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have the honey still, but these the gall;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So to be valiant is no praise at all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	Sir, I propose not merely to myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	The pleasures such a beauty brings with it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I would have the soil of her fair rape" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wiped off, in honourable keeping her." & @CRLF & _
                "	What treason were it to the ransack'd queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Disgrace to your great worths and shame to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now to deliver her possession up" & @CRLF & _
                "	On terms of base compulsion! Can it be" & @CRLF & _
                "	That so degenerate a strain as this" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should once set footing in your generous bosoms?" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's not the meanest spirit on our party" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without a heart to dare or sword to draw" & @CRLF & _
                "	When Helen is defended, nor none so noble" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose life were ill bestow'd or death unfamed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where Helen is the subject; then, I say," & @CRLF & _
                "	Well may we fight for her whom, we know well," & @CRLF & _
                "	The world's large spaces cannot parallel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Paris and Troilus, you have both said well," & @CRLF & _
                "	And on the cause and question now in hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have glozed, but superficially: not much" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unlike young men, whom Aristotle thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unfit to hear moral philosophy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The reasons you allege do more conduce" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the hot passion of distemper'd blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than to make up a free determination" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twixt right and wrong, for pleasure and revenge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have ears more deaf than adders to the voice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of any true decision. Nature craves" & @CRLF & _
                "	All dues be render'd to their owners: now," & @CRLF & _
                "	What nearer debt in all humanity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than wife is to the husband? If this law" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of nature be corrupted through affection," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that great minds, of partial indulgence" & @CRLF & _
                "	To their benumbed wills, resist the same," & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a law in each well-order'd nation" & @CRLF & _
                "	To curb those raging appetites that are" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most disobedient and refractory." & @CRLF & _
                "	If Helen then be wife to Sparta's king," & @CRLF & _
                "	As it is known she is, these moral laws" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of nature and of nations speak aloud" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have her back return'd: thus to persist" & @CRLF & _
                "	In doing wrong extenuates not wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "	But makes it much more heavy. Hector's opinion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is this in way of truth; yet ne'ertheless," & @CRLF & _
                "	My spritely brethren, I propend to you" & @CRLF & _
                "	In resolution to keep Helen still," & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'tis a cause that hath no mean dependance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon our joint and several dignities." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Why, there you touch'd the life of our design:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were it not glory that we more affected" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than the performance of our heaving spleens," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not wish a drop of Trojan blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Spent more in her defence. But, worthy Hector," & @CRLF & _
                "	She is a theme of honour and renown," & @CRLF & _
                "	A spur to valiant and magnanimous deeds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose present courage may beat down our foes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fame in time to come canonize us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, I presume, brave Hector would not lose" & @CRLF & _
                "	So rich advantage of a promised glory" & @CRLF & _
                "	As smiles upon the forehead of this action" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the wide world's revenue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	I am yours," & @CRLF & _
                "	You valiant offspring of great Priamus." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a roisting challenge sent amongst" & @CRLF & _
                "	The dun and factious nobles of the Greeks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will strike amazement to their drowsy spirits:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I was advertised their great general slept," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst emulation in the army crept:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This, I presume, will wake him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The Grecian camp. Before Achilles' tent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter THERSITES, solus]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	How now, Thersites! what lost in the labyrinth of" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy fury! Shall the elephant Ajax carry it thus? He" & @CRLF & _
                "	beats me, and I rail at him: O, worthy satisfaction!" & @CRLF & _
                "	would it were otherwise; that I could beat him," & @CRLF & _
                "	whilst he railed at me. 'Sfoot, I'll learn to" & @CRLF & _
                "	conjure and raise devils, but I'll see some issue of" & @CRLF & _
                "	my spiteful execrations. Then there's Achilles, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	rare enginer! If Troy be not taken till these two" & @CRLF & _
                "	undermine it, the walls will stand till they fall of" & @CRLF & _
                "	themselves. O thou great thunder-darter of Olympus," & @CRLF & _
                "	forget that thou art Jove, the king of gods and," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mercury, lose all the serpentine craft of thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	caduceus, if ye take not that little, little less" & @CRLF & _
                "	than little wit from them that they have! which" & @CRLF & _
                "	short-armed ignorance itself knows is so abundant" & @CRLF & _
                "	scarce, it will not in circumvention deliver a fly" & @CRLF & _
                "	from a spider, without drawing their massy irons and" & @CRLF & _
                "	cutting the web. After this, the vengeance on the" & @CRLF & _
                "	whole camp! or rather, the bone-ache! for that," & @CRLF & _
                "	methinks, is the curse dependent on those that war" & @CRLF & _
                "	for a placket. I have said my prayers and devil Envy" & @CRLF & _
                "	say Amen. What ho! my Lord Achilles!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PATROCLUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	Who's there? Thersites! Good Thersites, come in and rail." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	If I could have remembered a gilt counterfeit, thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	wouldst not have slipped out of my contemplation: but" & @CRLF & _
                "	it is no matter; thyself upon thyself! The common" & @CRLF & _
                "	curse of mankind, folly and ignorance, be thine in" & @CRLF & _
                "	great revenue! heaven bless thee from a tutor, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	discipline come not near thee! Let thy blood be thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	direction till thy death! then if she that lays thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	out says thou art a fair corse, I'll be sworn and" & @CRLF & _
                "	sworn upon't she never shrouded any but lazars." & @CRLF & _
                "	Amen. Where's Achilles?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	What, art thou devout? wast thou in prayer?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Ay: the heavens hear me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ACHILLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Who's there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	Thersites, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Where, where? Art thou come? why, my cheese, my" & @CRLF & _
                "	digestion, why hast thou not served thyself in to" & @CRLF & _
                "	my table so many meals? Come, what's Agamemnon?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Thy commander, Achilles. Then tell me, Patroclus," & @CRLF & _
                "	what's Achilles?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	Thy lord, Thersites: then tell me, I pray thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	what's thyself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Thy knower, Patroclus: then tell me, Patroclus," & @CRLF & _
                "	what art thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	Thou mayst tell that knowest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	O, tell, tell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	I'll decline the whole question. Agamemnon commands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Achilles; Achilles is my lord; I am Patroclus'" & @CRLF & _
                "	knower, and Patroclus is a fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	You rascal!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Peace, fool! I have not done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	He is a privileged man. Proceed, Thersites." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Agamemnon is a fool; Achilles is a fool; Thersites" & @CRLF & _
                "	is a fool, and, as aforesaid, Patroclus is a fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Derive this; come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Agamemnon is a fool to offer to command Achilles;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Achilles is a fool to be commanded of Agamemnon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thersites is a fool to serve such a fool, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Patroclus is a fool positive." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	Why am I a fool?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Make that demand of the prover. It suffices me thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	art. Look you, who comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Patroclus, I'll speak with nobody." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come in with me, Thersites." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Here is such patchery, such juggling and such" & @CRLF & _
                "	knavery! all the argument is a cuckold and a" & @CRLF & _
                "	whore; a good quarrel to draw emulous factions" & @CRLF & _
                "	and bleed to death upon. Now, the dry serpigo on" & @CRLF & _
                "	the subject! and war and lechery confound all!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AGAMEMNON, ULYSSES, NESTOR, DIOMEDES, and AJAX]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	Where is Achilles?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	Within his tent; but ill disposed, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	Let it be known to him that we are here." & @CRLF & _
                "	He shent our messengers; and we lay by" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our appertainments, visiting of him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him be told so; lest perchance he think" & @CRLF & _
                "	We dare not move the question of our place," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or know not what we are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	I shall say so to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	We saw him at the opening of his tent:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is not sick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Yes, lion-sick, sick of proud heart: you may call it" & @CRLF & _
                "	melancholy, if you will favour the man; but, by my" & @CRLF & _
                "	head, 'tis pride: but why, why? let him show us the" & @CRLF & _
                "	cause. A word, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Takes AGAMEMNON aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	What moves Ajax thus to bay at him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Achilles hath inveigled his fool from him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	Who, Thersites?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	He." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	Then will Ajax lack matter, if he have lost his argument." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	No, you see, he is his argument that has his" & @CRLF & _
                "	argument, Achilles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	All the better; their fraction is more our wish than" & @CRLF & _
                "	their faction: but it was a strong composure a fool" & @CRLF & _
                "	could disunite." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	The amity that wisdom knits not, folly may easily" & @CRLF & _
                "	untie. Here comes Patroclus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter PATROCLUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	No Achilles with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	The elephant hath joints, but none for courtesy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	his legs are legs for necessity, not for flexure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	Achilles bids me say, he is much sorry," & @CRLF & _
                "	If any thing more than your sport and pleasure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did move your greatness and this noble state" & @CRLF & _
                "	To call upon him; he hopes it is no other" & @CRLF & _
                "	But for your health and your digestion sake," & @CRLF & _
                "	And after-dinner's breath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	Hear you, Patroclus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We are too well acquainted with these answers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But his evasion, wing'd thus swift with scorn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot outfly our apprehensions." & @CRLF & _
                "	Much attribute he hath, and much the reason" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why we ascribe it to him; yet all his virtues," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not virtuously on his own part beheld," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do in our eyes begin to lose their gloss," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, like fair fruit in an unwholesome dish," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are like to rot untasted. Go and tell him," & @CRLF & _
                "	We come to speak with him; and you shall not sin," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you do say we think him over-proud" & @CRLF & _
                "	And under-honest, in self-assumption greater" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than in the note of judgment; and worthier" & @CRLF & _
                "	than himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here tend the savage strangeness he puts on," & @CRLF & _
                "	Disguise the holy strength of their command," & @CRLF & _
                "	And underwrite in an observing kind" & @CRLF & _
                "	His humorous predominance; yea, watch" & @CRLF & _
                "	His pettish lunes, his ebbs, his flows, as if" & @CRLF & _
                "	The passage and whole carriage of this action" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rode on his tide. Go tell him this, and add," & @CRLF & _
                "	That if he overhold his price so much," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll none of him; but let him, like an engine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not portable, lie under this report:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Bring action hither, this cannot go to war:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A stirring dwarf we do allowance give" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before a sleeping giant.' Tell him so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	I shall; and bring his answer presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	In second voice we'll not be satisfied;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We come to speak with him. Ulysses, enter you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit ULYSSES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	What is he more than another?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	No more than what he thinks he is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Is he so much? Do you not think he thinks himself a" & @CRLF & _
                "	better man than I am?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	No question." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Will you subscribe his thought, and say he is?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	No, noble Ajax; you are as strong, as valiant, as" & @CRLF & _
                "	wise, no less noble, much more gentle, and altogether" & @CRLF & _
                "	more tractable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Why should a man be proud? How doth pride grow? I" & @CRLF & _
                "	know not what pride is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	Your mind is the clearer, Ajax, and your virtues the" & @CRLF & _
                "	fairer. He that is proud eats up himself: pride is" & @CRLF & _
                "	his own glass, his own trumpet, his own chronicle;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and whatever praises itself but in the deed, devours" & @CRLF & _
                "	the deed in the praise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	I do hate a proud man, as I hate the engendering of toads." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	Yet he loves himself: is't not strange?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter ULYSSES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Achilles will not to the field to-morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	What's his excuse?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	                  He doth rely on none," & @CRLF & _
                "	But carries on the stream of his dispose" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without observance or respect of any," & @CRLF & _
                "	In will peculiar and in self-admission." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	Why will he not upon our fair request" & @CRLF & _
                "	Untent his person and share the air with us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Things small as nothing, for request's sake only," & @CRLF & _
                "	He makes important: possess'd he is with greatness," & @CRLF & _
                "	And speaks not to himself but with a pride" & @CRLF & _
                "	That quarrels at self-breath: imagined worth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Holds in his blood such swoln and hot discourse" & @CRLF & _
                "	That 'twixt his mental and his active parts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Kingdom'd Achilles in commotion rages" & @CRLF & _
                "	And batters down himself: what should I say?" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is so plaguy proud that the death-tokens of it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cry 'No recovery.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	                  Let Ajax go to him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Dear lord, go you and greet him in his tent:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis said he holds you well, and will be led" & @CRLF & _
                "	At your request a little from himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	O Agamemnon, let it not be so!" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll consecrate the steps that Ajax makes" & @CRLF & _
                "	When they go from Achilles: shall the proud lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	That bastes his arrogance with his own seam" & @CRLF & _
                "	And never suffers matter of the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Enter his thoughts, save such as do revolve" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ruminate himself, shall he be worshipp'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of that we hold an idol more than he?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, this thrice worthy and right valiant lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must not so stale his palm, nobly acquired;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor, by my will, assubjugate his merit," & @CRLF & _
                "	As amply titled as Achilles is," & @CRLF & _
                "	By going to Achilles:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That were to enlard his fat already pride" & @CRLF & _
                "	And add more coals to Cancer when he burns" & @CRLF & _
                "	With entertaining great Hyperion." & @CRLF & _
                "	This lord go to him! Jupiter forbid," & @CRLF & _
                "	And say in thunder 'Achilles go to him.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	[Aside to DIOMEDES]  O, this is well; he rubs the" & @CRLF & _
                "	vein of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	[Aside to NESTOR]  And how his silence drinks up" & @CRLF & _
                "	this applause!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	If I go to him, with my armed fist I'll pash him o'er the face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	O, no, you shall not go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	An a' be proud with me, I'll pheeze his pride:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me go to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Not for the worth that hangs upon our quarrel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	A paltry, insolent fellow!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	How he describes himself!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Can he not be sociable?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	The raven chides blackness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	I'll let his humours blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	He will be the physician that should be the patient." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	An all men were o' my mind,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Wit would be out of fashion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	A' should not bear it so, a' should eat swords first:" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall pride carry it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	An 'twould, you'ld carry half." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	A' would have ten shares." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	I will knead him; I'll make him supple." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	He's not yet through warm: force him with praises:" & @CRLF & _
                "	pour in, pour in; his ambition is dry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	[To AGAMEMNON]  My lord, you feed too much on this dislike." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	Our noble general, do not do so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	You must prepare to fight without Achilles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Why, 'tis this naming of him does him harm." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is a man--but 'tis before his face;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will be silent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	                  Wherefore should you so?" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is not emulous, as Achilles is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Know the whole world, he is as valiant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	A whoreson dog, that shall pelter thus with us!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would he were a Trojan!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	What a vice were it in Ajax now,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	If he were proud,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Or covetous of praise,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Ay, or surly borne,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Or strange, or self-affected!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Thank the heavens, lord, thou art of sweet composure;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Praise him that got thee, she that gave thee suck:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Famed be thy tutor, and thy parts of nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thrice famed, beyond all erudition:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But he that disciplined thy arms to fight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let Mars divide eternity in twain," & @CRLF & _
                "	And give him half: and, for thy vigour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bull-bearing Milo his addition yield" & @CRLF & _
                "	To sinewy Ajax. I will not praise thy wisdom," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, like a bourn, a pale, a shore, confines" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy spacious and dilated parts: here's Nestor;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Instructed by the antiquary times," & @CRLF & _
                "	He must, he is, he cannot but be wise:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put pardon, father Nestor, were your days" & @CRLF & _
                "	As green as Ajax' and your brain so temper'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	You should not have the eminence of him," & @CRLF & _
                "	But be as Ajax." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	                  Shall I call you father?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	Ay, my good son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	                  Be ruled by him, Lord Ajax." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	There is no tarrying here; the hart Achilles" & @CRLF & _
                "	Keeps thicket. Please it our great general" & @CRLF & _
                "	To call together all his state of war;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fresh kings are come to Troy: to-morrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	We must with all our main of power stand fast:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here's a lord,--come knights from east to west," & @CRLF & _
                "	And cull their flower, Ajax shall cope the best." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	Go we to council. Let Achilles sleep:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Light boats sail swift, though greater hulks draw deep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Troy. Priam's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Servant and PANDARUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Friend, you! pray you, a word: do not you follow" & @CRLF & _
                "	the young Lord Paris?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Ay, sir, when he goes before me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	You depend upon him, I mean?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Sir, I do depend upon the lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	You depend upon a noble gentleman; I must needs" & @CRLF & _
                "	praise him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	The lord be praised!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	You know me, do you not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Faith, sir, superficially." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Friend, know me better; I am the Lord Pandarus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	I hope I shall know your honour better." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	I do desire it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	You are in the state of grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Grace! not so, friend: honour and lordship are my titles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What music is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	I do but partly know, sir: it is music in parts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Know you the musicians?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Wholly, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Who play they to?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	To the hearers, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	At whose pleasure, friend" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	At mine, sir, and theirs that love music." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Command, I mean, friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Who shall I command, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Friend, we understand not one another: I am too" & @CRLF & _
                "	courtly and thou art too cunning. At whose request" & @CRLF & _
                "	do these men play?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	That's to 't indeed, sir: marry, sir, at the request" & @CRLF & _
                "	of Paris my lord, who's there in person; with him," & @CRLF & _
                "	the mortal Venus, the heart-blood of beauty, love's" & @CRLF & _
                "	invisible soul,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Who, my cousin Cressida?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	No, sir, Helen: could you not find out that by her" & @CRLF & _
                "	attributes?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	It should seem, fellow, that thou hast not seen the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lady Cressida. I come to speak with Paris from the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prince Troilus: I will make a complimental assault" & @CRLF & _
                "	upon him, for my business seethes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Sodden business! there's a stewed phrase indeed!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PARIS and HELEN, attended]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Fair be to you, my lord, and to all this fair" & @CRLF & _
                "	company! fair desires, in all fair measure," & @CRLF & _
                "	fairly guide them! especially to you, fair queen!" & @CRLF & _
                "	fair thoughts be your fair pillow!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELEN	Dear lord, you are full of fair words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	You speak your fair pleasure, sweet queen. Fair" & @CRLF & _
                "	prince, here is good broken music." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	You have broke it, cousin: and, by my life, you" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall make it whole again; you shall piece it out" & @CRLF & _
                "	with a piece of your performance. Nell, he is full" & @CRLF & _
                "	of harmony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Truly, lady, no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELEN	O, sir,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Rude, in sooth; in good sooth, very rude." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	Well said, my lord! well, you say so in fits." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	I have business to my lord, dear queen. My lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	will you vouchsafe me a word?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELEN	Nay, this shall not hedge us out: we'll hear you" & @CRLF & _
                "	sing, certainly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Well, sweet queen. you are pleasant with me. But," & @CRLF & _
                "	marry, thus, my lord: my dear lord and most esteemed" & @CRLF & _
                "	friend, your brother Troilus,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELEN	My Lord Pandarus; honey-sweet lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Go to, sweet queen, to go:--commends himself most" & @CRLF & _
                "	affectionately to you,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELEN	You shall not bob us out of our melody: if you do," & @CRLF & _
                "	our melancholy upon your head!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Sweet queen, sweet queen! that's a sweet queen, i' faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELEN	And to make a sweet lady sad is a sour offence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Nay, that shall not serve your turn; that shall not," & @CRLF & _
                "	in truth, la. Nay, I care not for such words; no," & @CRLF & _
                "	no. And, my lord, he desires you, that if the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	call for him at supper, you will make his excuse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELEN	My Lord Pandarus,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	What says my sweet queen, my very very sweet queen?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	What exploit's in hand? where sups he to-night?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELEN	Nay, but, my lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	What says my sweet queen? My cousin will fall out" & @CRLF & _
                "	with you. You must not know where he sups." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	I'll lay my life, with my disposer Cressida." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	No, no, no such matter; you are wide: come, your" & @CRLF & _
                "	disposer is sick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	Well, I'll make excuse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Ay, good my lord. Why should you say Cressida? no," & @CRLF & _
                "	your poor disposer's sick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	I spy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	You spy! what do you spy? Come, give me an" & @CRLF & _
                "	instrument. Now, sweet queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELEN	Why, this is kindly done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	My niece is horribly in love with a thing you have," & @CRLF & _
                "	sweet queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELEN	She shall have it, my lord, if it be not my lord Paris." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	He! no, she'll none of him; they two are twain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELEN	Falling in, after falling out, may make them three." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Come, come, I'll hear no more of this; I'll sing" & @CRLF & _
                "	you a song now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELEN	Ay, ay, prithee now. By my troth, sweet lord, thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	hast a fine forehead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Ay, you may, you may." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELEN	Let thy song be love: this love will undo us all." & @CRLF & _
                "	O Cupid, Cupid, Cupid!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Love! ay, that it shall, i' faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	Ay, good now, love, love, nothing but love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	In good troth, it begins so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Love, love, nothing but love, still more!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, O, love's bow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shoots buck and doe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The shaft confounds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not that it wounds," & @CRLF & _
                "	But tickles still the sore." & @CRLF & _
                "	These lovers cry Oh! oh! they die!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet that which seems the wound to kill," & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth turn oh! oh! to ha! ha! he!" & @CRLF & _
                "	So dying love lives still:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Oh! oh! a while, but ha! ha! ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Oh! oh! groans out for ha! ha! ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heigh-ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELEN	In love, i' faith, to the very tip of the nose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	He eats nothing but doves, love, and that breeds hot" & @CRLF & _
                "	blood, and hot blood begets hot thoughts, and hot" & @CRLF & _
                "	thoughts beget hot deeds, and hot deeds is love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Is this the generation of love? hot blood, hot" & @CRLF & _
                "	thoughts, and hot deeds? Why, they are vipers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	is love a generation of vipers? Sweet lord, who's" & @CRLF & _
                "	a-field to-day?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	Hector, Deiphobus, Helenus, Antenor, and all the" & @CRLF & _
                "	gallantry of Troy: I  would fain have armed to-day," & @CRLF & _
                "	but my Nell would not have it so. How chance my" & @CRLF & _
                "	brother Troilus went not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELEN	He hangs the lip at something: you know all, Lord Pandarus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Not I, honey-sweet queen. I long to hear how they" & @CRLF & _
                "	sped to-day. You'll remember your brother's excuse?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	To a hair." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Farewell, sweet queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELEN	Commend me to your niece." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	I will, sweet queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A retreat sounded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	They're come from field: let us to Priam's hall," & @CRLF & _
                "	To greet the warriors. Sweet Helen, I must woo you" & @CRLF & _
                "	To help unarm our Hector: his stubborn buckles," & @CRLF & _
                "	With these your white enchanting fingers touch'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall more obey than to the edge of steel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or force of Greekish sinews; you shall do more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than all the island kings,--disarm great Hector." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HELEN	'Twill make us proud to be his servant, Paris;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, what he shall receive of us in duty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gives us more palm in beauty than we have," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, overshines ourself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	Sweet, above thought I love thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same. Pandarus' orchard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PANDARUS and Troilus's Boy, meeting]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	How now! where's thy master? at my cousin" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cressida's?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Boy	No, sir; he stays for you to conduct him thither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	O, here he comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TROILUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, how now!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Sirrah, walk off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Boy]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Have you seen my cousin?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	No, Pandarus: I stalk about her door," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a strange soul upon the Stygian banks" & @CRLF & _
                "	Staying for waftage. O, be thou my Charon," & @CRLF & _
                "	And give me swift transportance to those fields" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where I may wallow in the lily-beds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proposed for the deserver! O gentle Pandarus," & @CRLF & _
                "	From Cupid's shoulder pluck his painted wings" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fly with me to Cressid!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Walk here i' the orchard, I'll bring her straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	I am giddy; expectation whirls me round." & @CRLF & _
                "	The imaginary relish is so sweet" & @CRLF & _
                "	That it enchants my sense: what will it be," & @CRLF & _
                "	When that the watery palate tastes indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Love's thrice repured nectar? death, I fear me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Swooning destruction, or some joy too fine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Too subtle-potent, tuned too sharp in sweetness," & @CRLF & _
                "	For the capacity of my ruder powers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear it much; and I do fear besides," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I shall lose distinction in my joys;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As doth a battle, when they charge on heaps" & @CRLF & _
                "	The enemy flying." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter PANDARUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	She's making her ready, she'll come straight: you" & @CRLF & _
                "	must be witty now. She does so blush, and fetches" & @CRLF & _
                "	her wind so short, as if she were frayed with a" & @CRLF & _
                "	sprite: I'll fetch her. It is the prettiest" & @CRLF & _
                "	villain: she fetches her breath as short as a" & @CRLF & _
                "	new-ta'en sparrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Even such a passion doth embrace my bosom:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart beats thicker than a feverous pulse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all my powers do their bestowing lose," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like vassalage at unawares encountering" & @CRLF & _
                "	The eye of majesty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter PANDARUS with CRESSIDA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Come, come, what need you blush? shame's a baby." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here she is now: swear the oaths now to her that" & @CRLF & _
                "	you have sworn to me. What, are you gone again?" & @CRLF & _
                "	you must be watched ere you be made tame, must you?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come your ways, come your ways; an you draw backward," & @CRLF & _
                "	we'll put you i' the fills. Why do you not speak to" & @CRLF & _
                "	her? Come, draw this curtain, and let's see your" & @CRLF & _
                "	picture. Alas the day, how loath you are to offend" & @CRLF & _
                "	daylight! an 'twere dark, you'ld close sooner." & @CRLF & _
                "	So, so; rub on, and kiss the mistress. How now!" & @CRLF & _
                "	a kiss in fee-farm! build there, carpenter; the air" & @CRLF & _
                "	is sweet. Nay, you shall fight your hearts out ere" & @CRLF & _
                "	I part you. The falcon as the tercel, for all the" & @CRLF & _
                "	ducks i' the river: go to, go to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	You have bereft me of all words, lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Words pay no debts, give her deeds: but she'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	bereave you o' the deeds too, if she call your" & @CRLF & _
                "	activity in question. What, billing again? Here's" & @CRLF & _
                "	'In witness whereof the parties interchangeably'--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come in, come in: I'll go get a fire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Will you walk in, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	O Cressida, how often have I wished me thus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Wished, my lord! The gods grant,--O my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	What should they grant? what makes this pretty" & @CRLF & _
                "	abruption? What too curious dreg espies my sweet" & @CRLF & _
                "	lady in the fountain of our love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	More dregs than water, if my fears have eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Fears make devils of cherubims; they never see truly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Blind fear, that seeing reason leads, finds safer" & @CRLF & _
                "	footing than blind reason stumbling without fear: to" & @CRLF & _
                "	fear the worst oft cures the worse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	O, let my lady apprehend no fear: in all Cupid's" & @CRLF & _
                "	pageant there is presented no monster." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Nor nothing monstrous neither?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Nothing, but our undertakings; when we vow to weep" & @CRLF & _
                "	seas, live in fire, eat rocks, tame tigers; thinking" & @CRLF & _
                "	it harder for our mistress to devise imposition" & @CRLF & _
                "	enough than for us to undergo any difficulty imposed." & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the monstruosity in love, lady, that the will" & @CRLF & _
                "	is infinite and the execution confined, that the" & @CRLF & _
                "	desire is boundless and the act a slave to limit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	They say all lovers swear more performance than they" & @CRLF & _
                "	are able and yet reserve an ability that they never" & @CRLF & _
                "	perform, vowing more than the perfection of ten and" & @CRLF & _
                "	discharging less than the tenth part of one. They" & @CRLF & _
                "	that have the voice of lions and the act of hares," & @CRLF & _
                "	are they not monsters?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Are there such? such are not we: praise us as we" & @CRLF & _
                "	are tasted, allow us as we prove; our head shall go" & @CRLF & _
                "	bare till merit crown it: no perfection in reversion" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall have a praise in present: we will not name" & @CRLF & _
                "	desert before his birth, and, being born, his addition" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall be humble. Few words to fair faith: Troilus" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall be such to Cressid as what envy can say worst" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall be a mock for his truth, and what truth can" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak truest not truer than Troilus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Will you walk in, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter PANDARUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	What, blushing still? have you not done talking yet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Well, uncle, what folly I commit, I dedicate to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	I thank you for that: if my lord get a boy of you," & @CRLF & _
                "	you'll give him me. Be true to my lord: if he" & @CRLF & _
                "	flinch, chide me for it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	You know now your hostages; your uncle's word and my" & @CRLF & _
                "	firm faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Nay, I'll give my word for her too: our kindred," & @CRLF & _
                "	though they be long ere they are wooed, they are" & @CRLF & _
                "	constant being won: they are burs, I can tell you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	they'll stick where they are thrown." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Boldness comes to me now, and brings me heart." & @CRLF & _
                "	Prince Troilus, I have loved you night and day" & @CRLF & _
                "	For many weary months." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Why was my Cressid then so hard to win?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Hard to seem won: but I was won, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	With the first glance that ever--pardon me--" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I confess much, you will play the tyrant." & @CRLF & _
                "	I love you now; but not, till now, so much" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I might master it: in faith, I lie;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My thoughts were like unbridled children, grown" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too headstrong for their mother. See, we fools!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why have I blabb'd? who shall be true to us," & @CRLF & _
                "	When we are so unsecret to ourselves?" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, though I loved you well, I woo'd you not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet, good faith, I wish'd myself a man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or that we women had men's privilege" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of speaking first. Sweet, bid me hold my tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	For in this rapture I shall surely speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	The thing I shall repent. See, see, your silence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cunning in dumbness, from my weakness draws" & @CRLF & _
                "	My very soul of counsel! stop my mouth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	And shall, albeit sweet music issues thence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Pretty, i' faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	My lord, I do beseech you, pardon me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twas not my purpose, thus to beg a kiss:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am ashamed. O heavens! what have I done?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this time will I take my leave, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Your leave, sweet Cressid!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Leave! an you take leave till to-morrow morning,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Pray you, content you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	What offends you, lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Sir, mine own company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	You cannot shun Yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	        Let me go and try:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a kind of self resides with you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But an unkind self, that itself will leave," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be another's fool. I would be gone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is my wit? I know not what I speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Well know they what they speak that speak so wisely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Perchance, my lord, I show more craft than love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fell so roundly to a large confession," & @CRLF & _
                "	To angle for your thoughts: but you are wise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else you love not, for to be wise and love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Exceeds man's might; that dwells with gods above." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	O that I thought it could be in a woman--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As, if it can, I will presume in you--" & @CRLF & _
                "	To feed for aye her ramp and flames of love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep her constancy in plight and youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Outliving beauty's outward, with a mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	That doth renew swifter than blood decays!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or that persuasion could but thus convince me," & @CRLF & _
                "	That my integrity and truth to you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might be affronted with the match and weight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of such a winnow'd purity in love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	How were I then uplifted! but, alas!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am as true as truth's simplicity" & @CRLF & _
                "	And simpler than the infancy of truth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	In that I'll war with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	O virtuous fight," & @CRLF & _
                "	When right with right wars who shall be most right!" & @CRLF & _
                "	True swains in love shall in the world to come" & @CRLF & _
                "	Approve their truths by Troilus: when their rhymes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Full of protest, of oath and big compare," & @CRLF & _
                "	Want similes, truth tired with iteration," & @CRLF & _
                "	As true as steel, as plantage to the moon," & @CRLF & _
                "	As sun to day, as turtle to her mate," & @CRLF & _
                "	As iron to adamant, as earth to the centre," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, after all comparisons of truth," & @CRLF & _
                "	As truth's authentic author to be cited," & @CRLF & _
                "	'As true as Troilus' shall crown up the verse," & @CRLF & _
                "	And sanctify the numbers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Prophet may you be!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I be false, or swerve a hair from truth," & @CRLF & _
                "	When time is old and hath forgot itself," & @CRLF & _
                "	When waterdrops have worn the stones of Troy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And blind oblivion swallow'd cities up," & @CRLF & _
                "	And mighty states characterless are grated" & @CRLF & _
                "	To dusty nothing, yet let memory," & @CRLF & _
                "	From false to false, among false maids in love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upbraid my falsehood! when they've said 'as false" & @CRLF & _
                "	As air, as water, wind, or sandy earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	As fox to lamb, as wolf to heifer's calf," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pard to the hind, or stepdame to her son,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Yea,' let them say, to stick the heart of falsehood," & @CRLF & _
                "	'As false as Cressid.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Go to, a bargain made: seal it, seal it; I'll be the" & @CRLF & _
                "	witness. Here I hold your hand, here my cousin's." & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever you prove false one to another, since I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	taken such pains to bring you together, let all" & @CRLF & _
                "	pitiful goers-between be called to the world's end" & @CRLF & _
                "	after my name; call them all Pandars; let all" & @CRLF & _
                "	constant men be Troiluses, all false women Cressids," & @CRLF & _
                "	and all brokers-between Pandars! say, amen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Amen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Amen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Amen. Whereupon I will show you a chamber with a" & @CRLF & _
                "	bed; which bed, because it shall not speak of your" & @CRLF & _
                "	pretty encounters, press it to death: away!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Cupid grant all tongue-tied maidens here" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bed, chamber, Pandar to provide this gear!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The Grecian camp. Before Achilles' tent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AGAMEMNON, ULYSSES, DIOMEDES, NESTOR, AJAX," & @CRLF & _
                "	MENELAUS, and CALCHAS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALCHAS	Now, princes, for the service I have done you," & @CRLF & _
                "	The advantage of the time prompts me aloud" & @CRLF & _
                "	To call for recompense. Appear it to your mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, through the sight I bear in things to love," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have abandon'd Troy, left my possession," & @CRLF & _
                "	Incurr'd a traitor's name; exposed myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	From certain and possess'd conveniences," & @CRLF & _
                "	To doubtful fortunes; sequestering from me all" & @CRLF & _
                "	That time, acquaintance, custom and condition" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made tame and most familiar to my nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	And here, to do you service, am become" & @CRLF & _
                "	As new into the world, strange, unacquainted:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do beseech you, as in way of taste," & @CRLF & _
                "	To give me now a little benefit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of those many register'd in promise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, you say, live to come in my behalf." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	What wouldst thou of us, Trojan? make demand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALCHAS	You have a Trojan prisoner, call'd Antenor," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yesterday took: Troy holds him very dear." & @CRLF & _
                "	Oft have you--often have you thanks therefore--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Desired my Cressid in right great exchange," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom Troy hath still denied: but this Antenor," & @CRLF & _
                "	I know, is such a wrest in their affairs" & @CRLF & _
                "	That their negotiations all must slack," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wanting his manage; and they will almost" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give us a prince of blood, a son of Priam," & @CRLF & _
                "	In change of him: let him be sent, great princes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he shall buy my daughter; and her presence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall quite strike off all service I have done," & @CRLF & _
                "	In most accepted pain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	Let Diomedes bear him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring us Cressid hither: Calchas shall have" & @CRLF & _
                "	What he requests of us. Good Diomed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Furnish you fairly for this interchange:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Withal bring word if Hector will to-morrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be answer'd in his challenge: Ajax is ready." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	This shall I undertake; and 'tis a burden" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I am proud to bear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt DIOMEDES and CALCHAS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ACHILLES and PATROCLUS, before their tent]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Achilles stands i' the entrance of his tent:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Please it our general to pass strangely by him," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if he were forgot; and, princes all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lay negligent and loose regard upon him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will come last. 'Tis like he'll question me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why such unplausive eyes are bent on him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If so, I have derision medicinable," & @CRLF & _
                "	To use between your strangeness and his pride," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which his own will shall have desire to drink:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It may be good: pride hath no other glass" & @CRLF & _
                "	To show itself but pride, for supple knees" & @CRLF & _
                "	Feed arrogance and are the proud man's fees." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	We'll execute your purpose, and put on" & @CRLF & _
                "	A form of strangeness as we pass along:" & @CRLF & _
                "	So do each lord, and either greet him not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else disdainfully, which shall shake him more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than if not look'd on. I will lead the way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	What, comes the general to speak with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You know my mind, I'll fight no more 'gainst Troy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	What says Achilles? would he aught with us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	Would you, my lord, aught with the general?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	Nothing, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	The better." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt AGAMEMNON and NESTOR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Good day, good day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENELAUS	How do you? how do you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	What, does the cuckold scorn me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	How now, Patroclus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Good morrow, Ajax." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Ha?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Good morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Ay, and good next day too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	What mean these fellows? Know they not Achilles?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	They pass by strangely: they were used to bend" & @CRLF & _
                "	To send their smiles before them to Achilles;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To come as humbly as they used to creep" & @CRLF & _
                "	To holy altars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	                  What, am I poor of late?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis certain, greatness, once fall'n out with fortune," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must fall out with men too: what the declined is" & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall as soon read in the eyes of others" & @CRLF & _
                "	As feel in his own fall; for men, like butterflies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Show not their mealy wings but to the summer," & @CRLF & _
                "	And not a man, for being simply man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath any honour, but honour for those honours" & @CRLF & _
                "	That are without him, as place, riches, favour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Prizes of accident as oft as merit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which when they fall, as being slippery standers," & @CRLF & _
                "	The love that lean'd on them as slippery too," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do one pluck down another and together" & @CRLF & _
                "	Die in the fall. But 'tis not so with me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fortune and I are friends: I do enjoy" & @CRLF & _
                "	At ample point all that I did possess," & @CRLF & _
                "	Save these men's looks; who do, methinks, find out" & @CRLF & _
                "	Something not worth in me such rich beholding" & @CRLF & _
                "	As they have often given. Here is Ulysses;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll interrupt his reading." & @CRLF & _
                "	How now Ulysses!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	                  Now, great Thetis' son!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	What are you reading?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	A strange fellow here" & @CRLF & _
                "	Writes me: 'That man, how dearly ever parted," & @CRLF & _
                "	How much in having, or without or in," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot make boast to have that which he hath," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor feels not what he owes, but by reflection;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As when his virtues shining upon others" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heat them and they retort that heat again" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the first giver.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	This is not strange, Ulysses." & @CRLF & _
                "	The beauty that is borne here in the face" & @CRLF & _
                "	The bearer knows not, but commends itself" & @CRLF & _
                "	To others' eyes; nor doth the eye itself," & @CRLF & _
                "	That most pure spirit of sense, behold itself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not going from itself; but eye to eye opposed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Salutes each other with each other's form;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For speculation turns not to itself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till it hath travell'd and is mirror'd there" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where it may see itself. This is not strange at all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	I do not strain at the position,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is familiar,--but at the author's drift;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, in his circumstance, expressly proves" & @CRLF & _
                "	That no man is the lord of any thing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though in and of him there be much consisting," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till he communicate his parts to others:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor doth he of himself know them for aught" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till he behold them form'd in the applause" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where they're extended; who, like an arch," & @CRLF & _
                "	reverberates" & @CRLF & _
                "	The voice again, or, like a gate of steel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fronting the sun, receives and renders back" & @CRLF & _
                "	His figure and his heat.  I was much wrapt in this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And apprehended here immediately" & @CRLF & _
                "	The unknown Ajax." & @CRLF & _
                "	Heavens, what a man is there! a very horse," & @CRLF & _
                "	That has he knows not what. Nature, what things there are" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most abject in regard and dear in use!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What things again most dear in the esteem" & @CRLF & _
                "	And poor in worth! Now shall we see to-morrow--" & @CRLF & _
                "	An act that very chance doth throw upon him--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ajax renown'd. O heavens, what some men do," & @CRLF & _
                "	While some men leave to do!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How some men creep in skittish fortune's hall," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles others play the idiots in her eyes!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How one man eats into another's pride," & @CRLF & _
                "	While pride is fasting in his wantonness!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see these Grecian lords!--why, even already" & @CRLF & _
                "	They clap the lubber Ajax on the shoulder," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if his foot were on brave Hector's breast" & @CRLF & _
                "	And great Troy shrieking." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	I do believe it; for they pass'd by me" & @CRLF & _
                "	As misers do by beggars, neither gave to me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good word nor look: what, are my deeds forgot?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein he puts alms for oblivion," & @CRLF & _
                "	A great-sized monster of ingratitudes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those scraps are good deeds past; which are devour'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	As fast as they are made, forgot as soon" & @CRLF & _
                "	As done: perseverance, dear my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Keeps honour bright: to have done is to hang" & @CRLF & _
                "	Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail" & @CRLF & _
                "	In monumental mockery. Take the instant way;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For honour travels in a strait so narrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where one but goes abreast: keep then the path;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For emulation hath a thousand sons" & @CRLF & _
                "	That one by one pursue: if you give way," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or hedge aside from the direct forthright," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to an enter'd tide, they all rush by" & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave you hindmost;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or like a gallant horse fall'n in first rank," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lie there for pavement to the abject rear," & @CRLF & _
                "	O'er-run and trampled on: then what they do in present," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though less than yours in past, must o'ertop yours;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For time is like a fashionable host" & @CRLF & _
                "	That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grasps in the comer: welcome ever smiles," & @CRLF & _
                "	And farewell goes out sighing. O, let not" & @CRLF & _
                "	virtue seek" & @CRLF & _
                "	Remuneration for the thing it was;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For beauty, wit," & @CRLF & _
                "	High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service," & @CRLF & _
                "	Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all" & @CRLF & _
                "	To envious and calumniating time." & @CRLF & _
                "	One touch of nature makes the whole world kin," & @CRLF & _
                "	That all with one consent praise new-born gawds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though they are made and moulded of things past," & @CRLF & _
                "	And give to dust that is a little gilt" & @CRLF & _
                "	More laud than gilt o'er-dusted." & @CRLF & _
                "	The present eye praises the present object." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then marvel not, thou great and complete man," & @CRLF & _
                "	That all the Greeks begin to worship Ajax;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since things in motion sooner catch the eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than what not stirs. The cry went once on thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	And still it might, and yet it may again," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou wouldst not entomb thyself alive" & @CRLF & _
                "	And case thy reputation in thy tent;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose glorious deeds, but in these fields of late," & @CRLF & _
                "	Made emulous missions 'mongst the gods themselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	And drave great Mars to faction." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Of this my privacy" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have strong reasons." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	But 'gainst your privacy" & @CRLF & _
                "	The reasons are more potent and heroical:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis known, Achilles, that you are in love" & @CRLF & _
                "	With one of Priam's daughters." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Ha! known!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Is that a wonder?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The providence that's in a watchful state" & @CRLF & _
                "	Knows almost every grain of Plutus' gold," & @CRLF & _
                "	Finds bottom in the uncomprehensive deeps," & @CRLF & _
                "	Keeps place with thought and almost, like the gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	Does thoughts unveil in their dumb cradles." & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a mystery--with whom relation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Durst never meddle--in the soul of state;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which hath an operation more divine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than breath or pen can give expressure to:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All the commerce that you have had with Troy" & @CRLF & _
                "	As perfectly is ours as yours, my lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And better would it fit Achilles much" & @CRLF & _
                "	To throw down Hector than Polyxena:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But it must grieve young Pyrrhus now at home," & @CRLF & _
                "	When fame shall in our islands sound her trump," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the Greekish girls shall tripping sing," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Great Hector's sister did Achilles win," & @CRLF & _
                "	But our great Ajax bravely beat down him.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, my lord: I as your lover speak;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fool slides o'er the ice that you should break." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	To this effect, Achilles, have I moved you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A woman impudent and mannish grown" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not more loathed than an effeminate man" & @CRLF & _
                "	In time of action. I stand condemn'd for this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They think my little stomach to the war" & @CRLF & _
                "	And your great love to me restrains you thus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet, rouse yourself; and the weak wanton Cupid" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall from your neck unloose his amorous fold," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, like a dew-drop from the lion's mane," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be shook to air." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	                  Shall Ajax fight with Hector?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	Ay, and perhaps receive much honour by him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	I see my reputation is at stake" & @CRLF & _
                "	My fame is shrewdly gored." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	O, then, beware;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those wounds heal ill that men do give themselves:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Omission to do what is necessary" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seals a commission to a blank of danger;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And danger, like an ague, subtly taints" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even then when we sit idly in the sun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Go call Thersites hither, sweet Patroclus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll send the fool to Ajax and desire him" & @CRLF & _
                "	To invite the Trojan lords after the combat" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see us here unarm'd: I have a woman's longing," & @CRLF & _
                "	An appetite that I am sick withal," & @CRLF & _
                "	To see great Hector in his weeds of peace," & @CRLF & _
                "	To talk with him and to behold his visage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to my full of view." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter THERSITES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		   A labour saved!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	A wonder!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	What?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Ajax goes up and down the field, asking for himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	How so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	He must fight singly to-morrow with Hector, and is so" & @CRLF & _
                "	prophetically proud of an heroical cudgelling that he" & @CRLF & _
                "	raves in saying nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	How can that be?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Why, he stalks up and down like a peacock,--a stride" & @CRLF & _
                "	and a stand: ruminates like an hostess that hath no" & @CRLF & _
                "	arithmetic but her brain to set down her reckoning:" & @CRLF & _
                "	bites his lip with a politic regard, as who should" & @CRLF & _
                "	say 'There were wit in this head, an 'twould out;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	and so there is, but it lies as coldly in him as fire" & @CRLF & _
                "	in a flint, which will not show without knocking." & @CRLF & _
                "	The man's undone forever; for if Hector break not his" & @CRLF & _
                "	neck i' the combat, he'll break 't himself in" & @CRLF & _
                "	vain-glory. He knows not me: I said 'Good morrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ajax;' and he replies 'Thanks, Agamemnon.' What think" & @CRLF & _
                "	you of this man that takes me for the general? He's" & @CRLF & _
                "	grown a very land-fish, language-less, a monster." & @CRLF & _
                "	A plague of opinion! a man may wear it on both" & @CRLF & _
                "	sides, like a leather jerkin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Thou must be my ambassador to him, Thersites." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Who, I? why, he'll answer nobody; he professes not" & @CRLF & _
                "	answering: speaking is for beggars; he wears his" & @CRLF & _
                "	tongue in's arms. I will put on his presence: let" & @CRLF & _
                "	Patroclus make demands to me, you shall see the" & @CRLF & _
                "	pageant of Ajax." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	To him, Patroclus; tell him I humbly desire the" & @CRLF & _
                "	valiant Ajax to invite the most valorous Hector" & @CRLF & _
                "	to come unarmed to my tent, and to procure" & @CRLF & _
                "	safe-conduct for his person of the magnanimous" & @CRLF & _
                "	and most illustrious six-or-seven-times-honoured" & @CRLF & _
                "	captain-general of the Grecian army, Agamemnon," & @CRLF & _
                "	et cetera. Do this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	Jove bless great Ajax!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Hum!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	I come from the worthy Achilles,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	Who most humbly desires you to invite Hector to his tent,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Hum!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	And to procure safe-conduct from Agamemnon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Agamemnon!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	Ay, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	What say you to't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	God b' wi' you, with all my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	Your answer, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	If to-morrow be a fair day, by eleven o'clock it will" & @CRLF & _
                "	go one way or other: howsoever, he shall pay for me" & @CRLF & _
                "	ere he has me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	Your answer, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Fare you well, with all my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Why, but he is not in this tune, is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	No, but he's out o' tune thus. What music will be in" & @CRLF & _
                "	him when Hector has knocked out his brains, I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	not; but, I am sure, none, unless the fiddler Apollo" & @CRLF & _
                "	get his sinews to make catlings on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Come, thou shalt bear a letter to him straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Let me bear another to his horse; for that's the more" & @CRLF & _
                "	capable creature." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	My mind is troubled, like a fountain stirr'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I myself see not the bottom of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ACHILLES and PATROCLUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Would the fountain of your mind were clear again," & @CRLF & _
                "	that I might water an ass at it! I had rather be a" & @CRLF & _
                "	tick in a sheep than such a valiant ignorance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Troy. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, from one side, AENEAS, and Servant with a" & @CRLF & _
                "	torch; from the other, PARIS, DEIPHOBUS, ANTENOR," & @CRLF & _
                "	DIOMEDES, and others, with torches]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	See, ho! who is that there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEIPHOBUS	It is the Lord AEneas." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	Is the prince there in person?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had I so good occasion to lie long" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you, prince Paris, nothing but heavenly business" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should rob my bed-mate of my company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	That's my mind too. Good morrow, Lord AEneas." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	A valiant Greek, AEneas,--take his hand,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Witness the process of your speech, wherein" & @CRLF & _
                "	You told how Diomed, a whole week by days," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did haunt you in the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	Health to you, valiant sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	During all question of the gentle truce;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when I meet you arm'd, as black defiance" & @CRLF & _
                "	As heart can think or courage execute." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	The one and other Diomed embraces." & @CRLF & _
                "	Our bloods are now in calm; and, so long, health!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when contention and occasion meet," & @CRLF & _
                "	By Jove, I'll play the hunter for thy life" & @CRLF & _
                "	With all my force, pursuit and policy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	And thou shalt hunt a lion, that will fly" & @CRLF & _
                "	With his face backward. In humane gentleness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Welcome to Troy! now, by Anchises' life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Welcome, indeed! By Venus' hand I swear," & @CRLF & _
                "	No man alive can love in such a sort" & @CRLF & _
                "	The thing he means to kill more excellently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	We sympathize: Jove, let AEneas live," & @CRLF & _
                "	If to my sword his fate be not the glory," & @CRLF & _
                "	A thousand complete courses of the sun!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, in mine emulous honour, let him die," & @CRLF & _
                "	With every joint a wound, and that to-morrow!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	We know each other well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	We do; and long to know each other worse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	This is the most despiteful gentle greeting," & @CRLF & _
                "	The noblest hateful love, that e'er I heard of." & @CRLF & _
                "	What business, lord, so early?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	I was sent for to the king; but why, I know not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	His purpose meets you: 'twas to bring this Greek" & @CRLF & _
                "	To Calchas' house, and there to render him," & @CRLF & _
                "	For the enfreed Antenor, the fair Cressid:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's have your company, or, if you please," & @CRLF & _
                "	Haste there before us: I constantly do think--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or rather, call my thought a certain knowledge--" & @CRLF & _
                "	My brother Troilus lodges there to-night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rouse him and give him note of our approach." & @CRLF & _
                "	With the whole quality wherefore: I fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall be much unwelcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	That I assure you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Troilus had rather Troy were borne to Greece" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than Cressid borne from Troy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	There is no help;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The bitter disposition of the time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will have it so. On, lord; we'll follow you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	Good morrow, all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit with Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	And tell me, noble Diomed, faith, tell me true," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in the soul of sound good-fellowship," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, in your thoughts, merits fair Helen best," & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself or Menelaus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Both alike:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He merits well to have her, that doth seek her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not making any scruple of her soilure," & @CRLF & _
                "	With such a hell of pain and world of charge," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you as well to keep her, that defend her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not palating the taste of her dishonour," & @CRLF & _
                "	With such a costly loss of wealth and friends:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He, like a puling cuckold, would drink up" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lees and dregs of a flat tamed piece;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You, like a lecher, out of whorish loins" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are pleased to breed out your inheritors:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both merits poised, each weighs nor less nor more;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But he as he, the heavier for a whore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	You are too bitter to your countrywoman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	She's bitter to her country: hear me, Paris:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For every false drop in her bawdy veins" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Grecian's life hath sunk; for every scruple" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of her contaminated carrion weight," & @CRLF & _
                "	A Trojan hath been slain: since she could speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	She hath not given so many good words breath" & @CRLF & _
                "	As for her Greeks and Trojans suffer'd death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	Fair Diomed, you do as chapmen do," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dispraise the thing that you desire to buy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But we in silence hold this virtue well," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll but commend what we intend to sell." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here lies our way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same. Court of Pandarus' house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TROILUS and CRESSIDA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Dear, trouble not yourself: the morn is cold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Then, sweet my lord, I'll call mine uncle down;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall unbolt the gates." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Trouble him not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bed, to bed: sleep kill those pretty eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And give as soft attachment to thy senses" & @CRLF & _
                "	As infants' empty of all thought!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Good morrow, then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	I prithee now, to bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Are you a-weary of me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	O Cressida! but that the busy day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Waked by the lark, hath roused the ribald crows," & @CRLF & _
                "	And dreaming night will hide our joys no longer," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not from thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Night hath been too brief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Beshrew the witch! with venomous wights she stays" & @CRLF & _
                "	As tediously as hell, but flies the grasps of love" & @CRLF & _
                "	With wings more momentary-swift than thought." & @CRLF & _
                "	You will catch cold, and curse me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Prithee, tarry:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You men will never tarry." & @CRLF & _
                "	O foolish Cressid! I might have still held off," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then you would have tarried. Hark!" & @CRLF & _
                "	there's one up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	[Within]  What, 's all the doors open here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	It is your uncle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	A pestilence on him! now will he be mocking:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall have such a life!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PANDARUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	How now, how now! how go maidenheads? Here, you" & @CRLF & _
                "	maid! where's my cousin Cressid?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Go hang yourself, you naughty mocking uncle!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You bring me to do, and then you flout me too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	To do what? to do what? let her say" & @CRLF & _
                "	what: what have I brought you to do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Come, come, beshrew your heart! you'll ne'er be good," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor suffer others." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Ha! ha! Alas, poor wretch! ah, poor capocchia!" & @CRLF & _
                "	hast not slept to-night? would he not, a naughty" & @CRLF & _
                "	man, let it sleep? a bugbear take him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Did not I tell you? Would he were knock'd i' the head!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocking within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who's that at door? good uncle, go and see." & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord, come you again into my chamber:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You smile and mock me, as if I meant naughtily." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Ha, ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Come, you are deceived, I think of no such thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Knocking within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How earnestly they knock! Pray you, come in:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not for half Troy have you seen here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt TROILUS and CRESSIDA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Who's there? what's the matter? will you beat" & @CRLF & _
                "	down the door? How now! what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AENEAS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	Good morrow, lord, good morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Who's there? my Lord AEneas! By my troth," & @CRLF & _
                "	I knew you not: what news with you so early?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	Is not Prince Troilus here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Here! what should he do here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	Come, he is here, my lord; do not deny him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It doth import him much to speak with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Is he here, say you? 'tis more than I know, I'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	be sworn: for my own part, I came in late. What" & @CRLF & _
                "	should he do here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	Who!--nay, then: come, come, you'll do him wrong" & @CRLF & _
                "	ere you're ware: you'll be so true to him, to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	false to him: do not you know of him, but yet go" & @CRLF & _
                "	fetch him hither; go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter TROILUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	How now! what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	My lord, I scarce have leisure to salute you," & @CRLF & _
                "	My matter is so rash: there is at hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Paris your brother, and Deiphobus," & @CRLF & _
                "	The Grecian Diomed, and our Antenor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deliver'd to us; and for him forthwith," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere the first sacrifice, within this hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	We must give up to Diomedes' hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Lady Cressida." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	                  Is it so concluded?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	By Priam and the general state of Troy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are at hand and ready to effect it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	How my achievements mock me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will go meet them: and, my Lord AEneas," & @CRLF & _
                "	We met by chance; you did not find me here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	Good, good, my lord; the secrets of nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have not more gift in taciturnity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt TROILUS and AENEAS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Is't possible? no sooner got but lost? The devil" & @CRLF & _
                "	take Antenor! the young prince will go mad: a" & @CRLF & _
                "	plague upon Antenor! I would they had broke 's neck!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter CRESSIDA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	How now! what's the matter? who was here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Ah, ah!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Why sigh you so profoundly? where's my lord? gone!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me, sweet uncle, what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Would I were as deep under the earth as I am above!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	O the gods! what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Prithee, get thee in: would thou hadst ne'er been" & @CRLF & _
                "	born! I knew thou wouldst be his death. O, poor" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentleman! A plague upon Antenor!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Good uncle, I beseech you, on my knees! beseech you," & @CRLF & _
                "	what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Thou must be gone, wench, thou must be gone; thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	art changed for Antenor: thou must to thy father," & @CRLF & _
                "	and be gone from Troilus: 'twill be his death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'twill be his bane; he cannot bear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	O you immortal gods! I will not go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Thou must." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	I will not, uncle: I have forgot my father;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know no touch of consanguinity;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No kin no love, no blood, no soul so near me" & @CRLF & _
                "	As the sweet Troilus. O you gods divine!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make Cressid's name the very crown of falsehood," & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever she leave Troilus! Time, force, and death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do to this body what extremes you can;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But the strong base and building of my love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is as the very centre of the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Drawing all things to it. I'll go in and weep,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Do, do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Tear my bright hair and scratch my praised cheeks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Crack my clear voice with sobs and break my heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	With sounding Troilus. I will not go from Troy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The same. Street before Pandarus' house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PARIS, TROILUS, AENEAS, DEIPHOBUS, ANTENOR," & @CRLF & _
                "	and DIOMEDES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	It is great morning, and the hour prefix'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of her delivery to this valiant Greek" & @CRLF & _
                "	Comes fast upon. Good my brother Troilus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell you the lady what she is to do," & @CRLF & _
                "	And haste her to the purpose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Walk into her house;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll bring her to the Grecian presently:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to his hand when I deliver her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Think it an altar, and thy brother Troilus" & @CRLF & _
                "	A priest there offering to it his own heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	I know what 'tis to love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And would, as I shall pity, I could help!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Please you walk in, my lords." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	The same. Pandarus' house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PANDARUS and CRESSIDA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Be moderate, be moderate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Why tell you me of moderation?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The grief is fine, full, perfect, that I taste," & @CRLF & _
                "	And violenteth in a sense as strong" & @CRLF & _
                "	As that which causeth it: how can I moderate it?" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I could temporize with my affection," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or brew it to a weak and colder palate," & @CRLF & _
                "	The like allayment could I give my grief." & @CRLF & _
                "	My love admits no qualifying dross;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No more my grief, in such a precious loss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Here, here, here he comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TROILUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, sweet ducks!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	O Troilus! Troilus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Embracing him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	What a pair of spectacles is here!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me embrace too. 'O heart,' as the goodly saying is," & @CRLF & _
                "	'--O heart, heavy heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why sigh'st thou without breaking?" & @CRLF & _
                "	where he answers again," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Because thou canst not ease thy smart" & @CRLF & _
                "	By friendship nor by speaking.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	There was never a truer rhyme. Let us cast away" & @CRLF & _
                "	nothing, for we may live to have need of such a" & @CRLF & _
                "	verse: we see it, we see it. How now, lambs?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Cressid, I love thee in so strain'd a purity," & @CRLF & _
                "	That the bless'd gods, as angry with my fancy," & @CRLF & _
                "	More bright in zeal than the devotion which" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cold lips blow to their deities, take thee from me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Have the gods envy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Ay, ay, ay, ay; 'tis too plain a case." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	And is it true that I must go from Troy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	A hateful truth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	                  What, and from Troilus too?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	From Troy and Troilus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Is it possible?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	And suddenly; where injury of chance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Puts back leave-taking, justles roughly by" & @CRLF & _
                "	All time of pause, rudely beguiles our lips" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all rejoindure, forcibly prevents" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our lock'd embrasures, strangles our dear vows" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in the birth of our own labouring breath:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We two, that with so many thousand sighs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did buy each other, must poorly sell ourselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	With the rude brevity and discharge of one." & @CRLF & _
                "	Injurious time now with a robber's haste" & @CRLF & _
                "	Crams his rich thievery up, he knows not how:" & @CRLF & _
                "	As many farewells as be stars in heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	With distinct breath and consign'd kisses to them," & @CRLF & _
                "	He fumbles up into a lose adieu," & @CRLF & _
                "	And scants us with a single famish'd kiss," & @CRLF & _
                "	Distasted with the salt of broken tears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	[Within]  My lord, is the lady ready?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Hark! you are call'd: some say the Genius so" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cries 'come' to him that instantly must die." & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid them have patience; she shall come anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Where are my tears? rain, to lay this wind, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	my heart will be blown up by the root." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	I must then to the Grecians?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	No remedy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	A woful Cressid 'mongst the merry Greeks!" & @CRLF & _
                "	When shall we see again?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Hear me, my love: be thou but true of heart,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	I true! how now! what wicked deem is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Nay, we must use expostulation kindly," & @CRLF & _
                "	For it is parting from us:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I speak not 'be thou true,' as fearing thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I will throw my glove to Death himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	That there's no maculation in thy heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But 'be thou true,' say I, to fashion in" & @CRLF & _
                "	My sequent protestation; be thou true," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I will see thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	O, you shall be exposed, my lord, to dangers" & @CRLF & _
                "	As infinite as imminent! but I'll be true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	And I'll grow friend with danger. Wear this sleeve." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	And you this glove. When shall I see you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	I will corrupt the Grecian sentinels," & @CRLF & _
                "	To give thee nightly visitation." & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet be true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	                  O heavens! 'be true' again!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Hear while I speak it, love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Grecian youths are full of quality;" & @CRLF & _
                "	They're loving, well composed with gifts of nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	Flowing and swelling o'er with arts and exercise:" & @CRLF & _
                "	How novelty may move, and parts with person," & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, a kind of godly jealousy--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, I beseech you, call a virtuous sin--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes me afeard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	                  O heavens! you love me not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Die I a villain, then!" & @CRLF & _
                "	In this I do not call your faith in question" & @CRLF & _
                "	So mainly as my merit: I cannot sing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor heel the high lavolt, nor sweeten talk," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor play at subtle games; fair virtues all," & @CRLF & _
                "	To which the Grecians are most prompt and pregnant:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I can tell that in each grace of these" & @CRLF & _
                "	There lurks a still and dumb-discoursive devil" & @CRLF & _
                "	That tempts most cunningly: but be not tempted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Do you think I will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	No." & @CRLF & _
                "	But something may be done that we will not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sometimes we are devils to ourselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	When we will tempt the frailty of our powers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Presuming on their changeful potency." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	[Within]  Nay, good my lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Come, kiss; and let us part." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	[Within]  Brother Troilus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Good brother, come you hither;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring AEneas and the Grecian with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	My lord, will you be true?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Who, I? alas, it is my vice, my fault:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles others fish with craft for great opinion," & @CRLF & _
                "	I with great truth catch mere simplicity;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whilst some with cunning gild their copper crowns," & @CRLF & _
                "	With truth and plainness I do wear mine bare." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fear not my truth: the moral of my wit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is 'plain and true;' there's all the reach of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AENEAS, PARIS, ANTENOR, DEIPHOBUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	and DIOMEDES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Welcome, Sir Diomed! here is the lady" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which for Antenor we deliver you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	At the port, lord, I'll give her to thy hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by the way possess thee what she is." & @CRLF & _
                "	Entreat her fair; and, by my soul, fair Greek," & @CRLF & _
                "	If e'er thou stand at mercy of my sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	Name Cressida and thy life shall be as safe" & @CRLF & _
                "	As Priam is in Ilion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Fair Lady Cressid," & @CRLF & _
                "	So please you, save the thanks this prince expects:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lustre in your eye, heaven in your cheek," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pleads your fair usage; and to Diomed" & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall be mistress, and command him wholly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Grecian, thou dost not use me courteously," & @CRLF & _
                "	To shame the zeal of my petition to thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	In praising her: I tell thee, lord of Greece," & @CRLF & _
                "	She is as far high-soaring o'er thy praises" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou unworthy to be call'd her servant." & @CRLF & _
                "	I charge thee use her well, even for my charge;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, by the dreadful Pluto, if thou dost not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though the great bulk Achilles be thy guard," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll cut thy throat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	O, be not moved, Prince Troilus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me be privileged by my place and message," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be a speaker free; when I am hence" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll answer to my lust: and know you, lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll nothing do on charge: to her own worth" & @CRLF & _
                "	She shall be prized; but that you say 'be't so,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll speak it in my spirit and honour, 'no.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Come, to the port. I'll tell thee, Diomed," & @CRLF & _
                "	This brave shall oft make thee to hide thy head." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lady, give me your hand, and, as we walk," & @CRLF & _
                "	To our own selves bend we our needful talk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt TROILUS, CRESSIDA, and DIOMEDES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpet within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	Hark! Hector's trumpet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	How have we spent this morning!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The prince must think me tardy and remiss," & @CRLF & _
                "	That sore to ride before him to the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PARIS	'Tis Troilus' fault: come, come, to field with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DEIPHOBUS	Let us make ready straight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	Yea, with a bridegroom's fresh alacrity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us address to tend on Hector's heels:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The glory of our Troy doth this day lie" & @CRLF & _
                "	On his fair worth and single chivalry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	The Grecian camp. Lists set out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AJAX, armed; AGAMEMNON, ACHILLES, PATROCLUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	MENELAUS, ULYSSES, NESTOR, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	Here art thou in appointment fresh and fair," & @CRLF & _
                "	Anticipating time with starting courage." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give with thy trumpet a loud note to Troy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou dreadful Ajax; that the appalled air" & @CRLF & _
                "	May pierce the head of the great combatant" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hale him hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Thou, trumpet, there's my purse." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now crack thy lungs, and split thy brazen pipe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blow, villain, till thy sphered bias cheek" & @CRLF & _
                "	Outswell the colic of puff'd Aquilon:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, stretch thy chest and let thy eyes spout blood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou blow'st for Hector." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpet sounds]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	No trumpet answers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	'Tis but early days." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	Is not yond Diomed, with Calchas' daughter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	'Tis he, I ken the manner of his gait;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He rises on the toe: that spirit of his" & @CRLF & _
                "	In aspiration lifts him from the earth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DIOMEDES, with CRESSIDA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	Is this the Lady Cressid?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Even she." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	Most dearly welcome to the Greeks, sweet lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	Our general doth salute you with a kiss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Yet is the kindness but particular;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twere better she were kiss'd in general." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	And very courtly counsel: I'll begin." & @CRLF & _
                "	So much for Nestor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	I'll take what winter from your lips, fair lady:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Achilles bids you welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENELAUS	I had good argument for kissing once." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	But that's no argument for kissing now;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this popp'd Paris in his hardiment," & @CRLF & _
                "	And parted thus you and your argument." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	O deadly gall, and theme of all our scorns!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For which we lose our heads to gild his horns." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	The first was Menelaus' kiss; this, mine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Patroclus kisses you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENELAUS	O, this is trim!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	Paris and I kiss evermore for him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENELAUS	I'll have my kiss, sir. Lady, by your leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	In kissing, do you render or receive?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	Both take and give." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	I'll make my match to live," & @CRLF & _
                "	The kiss you take is better than you give;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore no kiss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENELAUS	I'll give you boot, I'll give you three for one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	You're an odd man; give even or give none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENELAUS	An odd man, lady! every man is odd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	No, Paris is not; for you know 'tis true," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you are odd, and he is even with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENELAUS	You fillip me o' the head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	No, I'll be sworn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	It were no match, your nail against his horn." & @CRLF & _
                "	May I, sweet lady, beg a kiss of you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	You may." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	       I do desire it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Why, beg, then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Why then for Venus' sake, give me a kiss," & @CRLF & _
                "	When Helen is a maid again, and his." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	I am your debtor, claim it when 'tis due." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Never's my day, and then a kiss of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Lady, a word: I'll bring you to your father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit with CRESSIDA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	A woman of quick sense." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Fie, fie upon her!" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, her foot speaks; her wanton spirits look out" & @CRLF & _
                "	At every joint and motive of her body." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, these encounterers, so glib of tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	That give accosting welcome ere it comes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And wide unclasp the tables of their thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	To every ticklish reader! set them down" & @CRLF & _
                "	For sluttish spoils of opportunity" & @CRLF & _
                "	And daughters of the game." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpet within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	The Trojans' trumpet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	Yonder comes the troop." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HECTOR, armed; AENEAS, TROILUS, and other" & @CRLF & _
                "	Trojans, with Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	Hail, all you state of Greece! what shall be done" & @CRLF & _
                "	To him that victory commands? or do you purpose" & @CRLF & _
                "	A victor shall be known? will you the knights" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall to the edge of all extremity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pursue each other, or shall be divided" & @CRLF & _
                "	By any voice or order of the field?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hector bade ask." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	Which way would Hector have it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	He cares not; he'll obey conditions." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	'Tis done like Hector; but securely done," & @CRLF & _
                "	A little proudly, and great deal misprizing" & @CRLF & _
                "	The knight opposed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	If not Achilles, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	What is your name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	                  If not Achilles, nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	Therefore Achilles: but, whate'er, know this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the extremity of great and little," & @CRLF & _
                "	Valour and pride excel themselves in Hector;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The one almost as infinite as all," & @CRLF & _
                "	The other blank as nothing. Weigh him well," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that which looks like pride is courtesy." & @CRLF & _
                "	This Ajax is half made of Hector's blood:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In love whereof, half Hector stays at home;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Half heart, half hand, half Hector comes to seek" & @CRLF & _
                "	This blended knight, half Trojan and half Greek." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	A maiden battle, then? O, I perceive you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter DIOMEDES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	Here is Sir Diomed. Go, gentle knight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand by our Ajax: as you and Lord AEneas" & @CRLF & _
                "	Consent upon the order of their fight," & @CRLF & _
                "	So be it; either to the uttermost," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else a breath: the combatants being kin" & @CRLF & _
                "	Half stints their strife before their strokes begin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[AJAX and HECTOR enter the lists]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	They are opposed already." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	What Trojan is that same that looks so heavy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	The youngest son of Priam, a true knight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not yet mature, yet matchless, firm of word," & @CRLF & _
                "	Speaking in deeds and deedless in his tongue;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not soon provoked nor being provoked soon calm'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His heart and hand both open and both free;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For what he has he gives, what thinks he shows;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet gives he not till judgment guide his bounty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor dignifies an impure thought with breath;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Manly as Hector, but more dangerous;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Hector in his blaze of wrath subscribes" & @CRLF & _
                "	To tender objects, but he in heat of action" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is more vindicative than jealous love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They call him Troilus, and on him erect" & @CRLF & _
                "	A second hope, as fairly built as Hector." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus says AEneas; one that knows the youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to his inches, and with private soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did in great Ilion thus translate him to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarum. Hector and Ajax fight]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	They are in action." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	Now, Ajax, hold thine own!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Hector, thou sleep'st;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Awake thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	His blows are well disposed: there, Ajax!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	You must no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Trumpets cease]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	                  Princes, enough, so please you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	I am not warm yet; let us fight again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	As Hector pleases." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	                  Why, then will I no more:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art, great lord, my father's sister's son," & @CRLF & _
                "	A cousin-german to great Priam's seed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The obligation of our blood forbids" & @CRLF & _
                "	A gory emulation 'twixt us twain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were thy commixtion Greek and Trojan so" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou couldst say 'This hand is Grecian all," & @CRLF & _
                "	And this is Trojan; the sinews of this leg" & @CRLF & _
                "	All Greek, and this all Troy; my mother's blood" & @CRLF & _
                "	Runs on the dexter cheek, and this sinister" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bounds in my father's;' by Jove multipotent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shouldst not bear from me a Greekish member" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein my sword had not impressure made" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of our rank feud: but the just gods gainsay" & @CRLF & _
                "	That any drop thou borrow'dst from thy mother," & @CRLF & _
                "	My sacred aunt, should by my mortal sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be drain'd! Let me embrace thee, Ajax:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By him that thunders, thou hast lusty arms;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hector would have them fall upon him thus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cousin, all honour to thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	I thank thee, Hector" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art too gentle and too free a man:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I came to kill thee, cousin, and bear hence" & @CRLF & _
                "	A great addition earned in thy death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Not Neoptolemus so mirable," & @CRLF & _
                "	On whose bright crest Fame with her loud'st Oyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cries 'This is he,' could promise to himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thought of added honour torn from Hector." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	There is expectance here from both the sides," & @CRLF & _
                "	What further you will do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	We'll answer it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The issue is embracement: Ajax, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	If I might in entreaties find success--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As seld I have the chance--I would desire" & @CRLF & _
                "	My famous cousin to our Grecian tents." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	'Tis Agamemnon's wish, and great Achilles" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth long to see unarm'd the valiant Hector." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	AEneas, call my brother Troilus to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And signify this loving interview" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the expecters of our Trojan part;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Desire them home. Give me thy hand, my cousin;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will go eat with thee and see your knights." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Great Agamemnon comes to meet us here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	The worthiest of them tell me name by name;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But for Achilles, mine own searching eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall find him by his large and portly size." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	Worthy of arms! as welcome as to one" & @CRLF & _
                "	That would be rid of such an enemy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that's no welcome: understand more clear," & @CRLF & _
                "	What's past and what's to come is strew'd with husks" & @CRLF & _
                "	And formless ruin of oblivion;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in this extant moment, faith and troth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Strain'd purely from all hollow bias-drawing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bids thee, with most divine integrity," & @CRLF & _
                "	From heart of very heart, great Hector, welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	I thank thee, most imperious Agamemnon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	[To TROILUS]  My well-famed lord of Troy, no" & @CRLF & _
                "	less to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENELAUS	Let me confirm my princely brother's greeting:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You brace of warlike brothers, welcome hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Who must we answer?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	The noble Menelaus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	O, you, my lord? by Mars his gauntlet, thanks!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mock not, that I affect the untraded oath;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your quondam wife swears still by Venus' glove:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She's well, but bade me not commend her to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENELAUS	Name her not now, sir; she's a deadly theme." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	O, pardon; I offend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	I have, thou gallant Trojan, seen thee oft" & @CRLF & _
                "	Labouring for destiny make cruel way" & @CRLF & _
                "	Through ranks of Greekish youth, and I have seen thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	As hot as Perseus, spur thy Phrygian steed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Despising many forfeits and subduements," & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou hast hung thy advanced sword i' the air," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not letting it decline on the declined," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have said to some my standers by" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Lo, Jupiter is yonder, dealing life!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I have seen thee pause and take thy breath," & @CRLF & _
                "	When that a ring of Greeks have hemm'd thee in," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like an Olympian wrestling: this have I seen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But this thy countenance, still lock'd in steel," & @CRLF & _
                "	I never saw till now. I knew thy grandsire," & @CRLF & _
                "	And once fought with him: he was a soldier good;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, by great Mars, the captain of us all," & @CRLF & _
                "	Never saw like thee. Let an old man embrace thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, worthy warrior, welcome to our tents." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	'Tis the old Nestor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Let me embrace thee, good old chronicle," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hast so long walk'd hand in hand with time:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most reverend Nestor, I am glad to clasp thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	I would my arms could match thee in contention," & @CRLF & _
                "	As they contend with thee in courtesy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	I would they could." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	Ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "	By this white beard, I'ld fight with thee to-morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, welcome, welcome! I have seen the time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	I wonder now how yonder city stands" & @CRLF & _
                "	When we have here her base and pillar by us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	I know your favour, Lord Ulysses, well." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, sir, there's many a Greek and Trojan dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since first I saw yourself and Diomed" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Ilion, on your Greekish embassy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Sir, I foretold you then what would ensue:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My prophecy is but half his journey yet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For yonder walls, that pertly front your town," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yond towers, whose wanton tops do buss the clouds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must kiss their own feet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	I must not believe you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There they stand yet, and modestly I think," & @CRLF & _
                "	The fall of every Phrygian stone will cost" & @CRLF & _
                "	A drop of Grecian blood: the end crowns all," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that old common arbitrator, Time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will one day end it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	So to him we leave it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Most gentle and most valiant Hector, welcome:" & @CRLF & _
                "	After the general, I beseech you next" & @CRLF & _
                "	To feast with me and see me at my tent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	I shall forestall thee, Lord Ulysses, thou!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, Hector, I have fed mine eyes on thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have with exact view perused thee, Hector," & @CRLF & _
                "	And quoted joint by joint." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Is this Achilles?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	I am Achilles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Stand fair, I pray thee: let me look on thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Behold thy fill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	                  Nay, I have done already." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Thou art too brief: I will the second time," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I would buy thee, view thee limb by limb." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	O, like a book of sport thou'lt read me o'er;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But there's more in me than thou understand'st." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why dost thou so oppress me with thine eye?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Tell me, you heavens, in which part of his body" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I destroy him? whether there, or there, or there?" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I may give the local wound a name" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make distinct the very breach whereout" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hector's great spirit flew: answer me, heavens!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	It would discredit the blest gods, proud man," & @CRLF & _
                "	To answer such a question: stand again:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think'st thou to catch my life so pleasantly" & @CRLF & _
                "	As to prenominate in nice conjecture" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where thou wilt hit me dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	I tell thee, yea." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Wert thou an oracle to tell me so," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'd not believe thee. Henceforth guard thee well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I'll not kill thee there, nor there, nor there;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, by the forge that stithied Mars his helm," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll kill thee every where, yea, o'er and o'er." & @CRLF & _
                "	You wisest Grecians, pardon me this brag;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His insolence draws folly from my lips;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I'll endeavour deeds to match these words," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or may I never--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	                  Do not chafe thee, cousin:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you, Achilles, let these threats alone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till accident or purpose bring you to't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You may have every day enough of Hector" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you have stomach; the general state, I fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can scarce entreat you to be odd with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	I pray you, let us see you in the field:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have had pelting wars, since you refused" & @CRLF & _
                "	The Grecians' cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Dost thou entreat me, Hector?" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow do I meet thee, fell as death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To-night all friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Thy hand upon that match." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	First, all you peers of Greece, go to my tent;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There in the full convive we: afterwards," & @CRLF & _
                "	As Hector's leisure and your bounties shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Concur together, severally entreat him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Beat loud the tabourines, let the trumpets blow," & @CRLF & _
                "	That this great soldier may his welcome know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all except TROILUS and ULYSSES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	My Lord Ulysses, tell me, I beseech you," & @CRLF & _
                "	In what place of the field doth Calchas keep?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	At Menelaus' tent, most princely Troilus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There Diomed doth feast with him to-night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who neither looks upon the heaven nor earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	But gives all gaze and bent of amorous view" & @CRLF & _
                "	On the fair Cressid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Shall sweet lord, be bound to you so much," & @CRLF & _
                "	After we part from Agamemnon's tent," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bring me thither?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	You shall command me, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "	As gentle tell me, of what honour was" & @CRLF & _
                "	This Cressida in Troy? Had she no lover there" & @CRLF & _
                "	That wails her absence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	O, sir, to such as boasting show their scars" & @CRLF & _
                "	A mock is due. Will you walk on, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "	She was beloved, she loved; she is, and doth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But still sweet love is food for fortune's tooth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The Grecian camp. Before Achilles' tent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ACHILLES and PATROCLUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	I'll heat his blood with Greekish wine to-night," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which with my scimitar I'll cool to-morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "	Patroclus, let us feast him to the height." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	Here comes Thersites." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter THERSITES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	How now, thou core of envy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou crusty batch of nature, what's the news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Why, thou picture of what thou seemest, and idol" & @CRLF & _
                "	of idiot worshippers, here's a letter for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	From whence, fragment?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Why, thou full dish of fool, from Troy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	Who keeps the tent now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	The surgeon's box, or the patient's wound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	Well said, adversity! and what need these tricks?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Prithee, be silent, boy; I profit not by thy talk:" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou art thought to be Achilles' male varlet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	Male varlet, you rogue! what's that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Why, his masculine whore. Now, the rotten diseases" & @CRLF & _
                "	of the south, the guts-griping, ruptures, catarrhs," & @CRLF & _
                "	loads o' gravel i' the back, lethargies, cold" & @CRLF & _
                "	palsies, raw eyes, dirt-rotten livers, wheezing" & @CRLF & _
                "	lungs, bladders full of imposthume, sciaticas," & @CRLF & _
                "	limekilns i' the palm, incurable bone-ache, and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	rivelled fee-simple of the tetter, take and take" & @CRLF & _
                "	again such preposterous discoveries!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	Why thou damnable box of envy, thou, what meanest" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou to curse thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Do I curse thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	Why no, you ruinous butt, you whoreson" & @CRLF & _
                "	indistinguishable cur, no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	No! why art thou then exasperate, thou idle" & @CRLF & _
                "	immaterial skein of sleave-silk, thou green sarcenet" & @CRLF & _
                "	flap for a sore eye, thou tassel of a prodigal's" & @CRLF & _
                "	purse, thou? Ah, how the poor world is pestered" & @CRLF & _
                "	with such waterflies, diminutives of nature!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PATROCLUS	Out, gall!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Finch-egg!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	My sweet Patroclus, I am thwarted quite" & @CRLF & _
                "	From my great purpose in to-morrow's battle." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is a letter from Queen Hecuba," & @CRLF & _
                "	A token from her daughter, my fair love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Both taxing me and gaging me to keep" & @CRLF & _
                "	An oath that I have sworn. I will not break it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fall Greeks; fail fame; honour or go or stay;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My major vow lies here, this I'll obey." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, come, Thersites, help to trim my tent:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This night in banqueting must all be spent." & @CRLF & _
                "	Away, Patroclus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ACHILLES and PATROCLUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	With too much blood and too little brain, these two" & @CRLF & _
                "	may run mad; but, if with too much brain and too" & @CRLF & _
                "	little blood they do, I'll be a curer of madmen." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here's Agamemnon, an honest fellow enough and one" & @CRLF & _
                "	that loves quails; but he has not so much brain as" & @CRLF & _
                "	earwax: and the goodly transformation of Jupiter" & @CRLF & _
                "	there, his brother, the bull,--the primitive statue," & @CRLF & _
                "	and oblique memorial of cuckolds; a thrifty" & @CRLF & _
                "	shoeing-horn in a chain, hanging at his brother's" & @CRLF & _
                "	leg,--to what form but that he is, should wit larded" & @CRLF & _
                "	with malice and malice forced with wit turn him to?" & @CRLF & _
                "	To an ass, were nothing; he is both ass and ox: to" & @CRLF & _
                "	an ox, were nothing; he is both ox and ass. To be a" & @CRLF & _
                "	dog, a mule, a cat, a fitchew, a toad, a lizard, an" & @CRLF & _
                "	owl, a puttock, or a herring without a roe, I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	not care; but to be Menelaus, I would conspire" & @CRLF & _
                "	against destiny. Ask me not, what I would be, if I" & @CRLF & _
                "	were not Thersites; for I care not to be the louse" & @CRLF & _
                "	of a lazar, so I were not Menelaus! Hey-day!" & @CRLF & _
                "	spirits and fires!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HECTOR, TROILUS, AJAX, AGAMEMNON, ULYSSES," & @CRLF & _
                "	NESTOR, MENELAUS, and DIOMEDES, with lights]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	We go wrong, we go wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	No, yonder 'tis;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There, where we see the lights." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	I trouble you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	No, not a whit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	                  Here comes himself to guide you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter ACHILLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Welcome, brave Hector; welcome, princes all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	So now, fair prince of Troy, I bid good night." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ajax commands the guard to tend on you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Thanks and good night to the Greeks' general." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MENELAUS	Good night, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Good night, sweet lord Menelaus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Sweet draught: 'sweet' quoth 'a! sweet sink," & @CRLF & _
                "	sweet sewer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Good night and welcome, both at once, to those" & @CRLF & _
                "	That go or tarry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	Good night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt AGAMEMNON and MENELAUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Old Nestor tarries; and you too, Diomed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep Hector company an hour or two." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	I cannot, lord; I have important business," & @CRLF & _
                "	The tide whereof is now. Good night, great Hector." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Give me your hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	[Aside to TROILUS]  Follow his torch; he goes to" & @CRLF & _
                "	Calchas' tent:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll keep you company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Sweet sir, you honour me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	And so, good night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit DIOMEDES; ULYSSES and TROILUS following]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Come, come, enter my tent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ACHILLES, HECTOR, AJAX, and NESTOR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	That same Diomed's a false-hearted rogue, a most" & @CRLF & _
                "	unjust knave; I will no more trust him when he leers" & @CRLF & _
                "	than I will a serpent when he hisses: he will spend" & @CRLF & _
                "	his mouth, and promise, like Brabbler the hound:" & @CRLF & _
                "	but when he performs, astronomers foretell it; it" & @CRLF & _
                "	is prodigious, there will come some change; the sun" & @CRLF & _
                "	borrows of the moon, when Diomed keeps his" & @CRLF & _
                "	word. I will rather leave to see Hector, than" & @CRLF & _
                "	not to dog him: they say he keeps a Trojan" & @CRLF & _
                "	drab, and uses the traitor Calchas' tent: I'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	after. Nothing but lechery! all incontinent varlets!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same. Before Calchas' tent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DIOMEDES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	What, are you up here, ho? speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALCHAS	[Within]  Who calls?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Calchas, I think. Where's your daughter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CALCHAS	[Within]  She comes to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TROILUS and ULYSSES, at a distance;" & @CRLF & _
                "	after them, THERSITES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Stand where the torch may not discover us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CRESSIDA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Cressid comes forth to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	How now, my charge!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Now, my sweet guardian! Hark, a word with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Whispers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Yea, so familiar!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	She will sing any man at first sight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	And any man may sing her, if he can take her cliff;" & @CRLF & _
                "	she's noted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Will you remember?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Remember! yes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Nay, but do, then;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let your mind be coupled with your words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	What should she remember?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	List." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Sweet honey Greek, tempt me no more to folly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Roguery!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Nay, then,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	I'll tell you what,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Foh, foh! come, tell a pin: you are forsworn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	In faith, I cannot: what would you have me do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	A juggling trick,--to be secretly open." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	What did you swear you would bestow on me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	I prithee, do not hold me to mine oath;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid me do any thing but that, sweet Greek." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Good night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Hold, patience!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	How now, Trojan!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Diomed,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	No, no, good night: I'll be your fool no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Thy better must." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Hark, one word in your ear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	O plague and madness!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	You are moved, prince; let us depart, I pray you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest your displeasure should enlarge itself" & @CRLF & _
                "	To wrathful terms: this place is dangerous;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The time right deadly; I beseech you, go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Behold, I pray you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Nay, good my lord, go off:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You flow to great distraction; come, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	I pray thee, stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	                  You have not patience; come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	I pray you, stay; by hell and all hell's torments" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not speak a word!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	And so, good night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Nay, but you part in anger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Doth that grieve thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O wither'd truth!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	                  Why, how now, lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	By Jove," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will be patient." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	                  Guardian!--why, Greek!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Foh, foh! adieu; you palter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	In faith, I do not: come hither once again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	You shake, my lord, at something: will you go?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You will break out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	She strokes his cheek!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Come, come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Nay, stay; by Jove, I will not speak a word:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is between my will and all offences" & @CRLF & _
                "	A guard of patience: stay a little while." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	How the devil Luxury, with his fat rump and" & @CRLF & _
                "	potato-finger, tickles these together! Fry, lechery, fry!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	But will you, then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	In faith, I will, la; never trust me else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Give me some token for the surety of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	I'll fetch you one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	You have sworn patience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Fear me not, sweet lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not be myself, nor have cognition" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what I feel: I am all patience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter CRESSIDA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Now the pledge; now, now, now!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Here, Diomed, keep this sleeve." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	O beauty! where is thy faith?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	My lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	I will be patient; outwardly I will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	You look upon that sleeve; behold it well." & @CRLF & _
                "	He loved me--O false wench!--Give't me again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Whose was't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	It is no matter, now I have't again." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not meet with you to-morrow night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, Diomed, visit me no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Now she sharpens: well said, whetstone!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	I shall have it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	                  What, this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Ay, that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	O, all you gods! O pretty, pretty pledge!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy master now lies thinking in his bed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thee and me, and sighs, and takes my glove," & @CRLF & _
                "	And gives memorial dainty kisses to it," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I kiss thee. Nay, do not snatch it from me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He that takes that doth take my heart withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	I had your heart before, this follows it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	I did swear patience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	You shall not have it, Diomed; faith, you shall not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll give you something else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	I will have this: whose was it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	It is no matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Come, tell me whose it was." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	'Twas one's that loved me better than you will." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, now you have it, take it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Whose was it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	By all Diana's waiting-women yond," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by herself, I will not tell you whose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	To-morrow will I wear it on my helm," & @CRLF & _
                "	And grieve his spirit that dares not challenge it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Wert thou the devil, and worest it on thy horn," & @CRLF & _
                "	It should be challenged." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Well, well, 'tis done, 'tis past: and yet it is not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not keep my word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Why, then, farewell;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou never shalt mock Diomed again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	You shall not go: one cannot speak a word," & @CRLF & _
                "	But it straight starts you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	I do not like this fooling." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Nor I, by Pluto: but that that likes not you pleases me best." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	What, shall I come? the hour?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Ay, come:--O Jove!--do come:--I shall be plagued." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Farewell till then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CRESSIDA	Good night: I prithee, come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit DIOMEDES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Troilus, farewell! one eye yet looks on thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	But with my heart the other eye doth see." & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, poor our sex! this fault in us I find," & @CRLF & _
                "	The error of our eye directs our mind:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What error leads must err; O, then conclude" & @CRLF & _
                "	Minds sway'd by eyes are full of turpitude." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	A proof of strength she could not publish more," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless she said ' My mind is now turn'd whore.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	All's done, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	It is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Why stay we, then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	To make a recordation to my soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of every syllable that here was spoke." & @CRLF & _
                "	But if I tell how these two did co-act," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I not lie in publishing a truth?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sith yet there is a credence in my heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	An esperance so obstinately strong," & @CRLF & _
                "	That doth invert the attest of eyes and ears," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if those organs had deceptious functions," & @CRLF & _
                "	Created only to calumniate." & @CRLF & _
                "	Was Cressid here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	                  I cannot conjure, Trojan." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	She was not, sure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	                  Most sure she was." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Why, my negation hath no taste of madness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	Nor mine, my lord: Cressid was here but now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Let it not be believed for womanhood!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think, we had mothers; do not give advantage" & @CRLF & _
                "	To stubborn critics, apt, without a theme," & @CRLF & _
                "	For depravation, to square the general sex" & @CRLF & _
                "	By Cressid's rule: rather think this not Cressid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	What hath she done, prince, that can soil our mothers?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Nothing at all, unless that this were she." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Will he swagger himself out on's own eyes?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	This she? no, this is Diomed's Cressida:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If beauty have a soul, this is not she;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If souls guide vows, if vows be sanctimonies," & @CRLF & _
                "	If sanctimony be the gods' delight," & @CRLF & _
                "	If there be rule in unity itself," & @CRLF & _
                "	This is not she. O madness of discourse," & @CRLF & _
                "	That cause sets up with and against itself!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bi-fold authority! where reason can revolt" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without perdition, and loss assume all reason" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without revolt: this is, and is not, Cressid." & @CRLF & _
                "	Within my soul there doth conduce a fight" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this strange nature that a thing inseparate" & @CRLF & _
                "	Divides more wider than the sky and earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet the spacious breadth of this division" & @CRLF & _
                "	Admits no orifex for a point as subtle" & @CRLF & _
                "	As Ariachne's broken woof to enter." & @CRLF & _
                "	Instance, O instance! strong as Pluto's gates;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cressid is mine, tied with the bonds of heaven:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Instance, O instance! strong as heaven itself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The bonds of heaven are slipp'd, dissolved, and loosed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with another knot, five-finger-tied," & @CRLF & _
                "	The fractions of her faith, orts of her love," & @CRLF & _
                "	The fragments, scraps, the bits and greasy relics" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of her o'er-eaten faith, are bound to Diomed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	May worthy Troilus be half attach'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With that which here his passion doth express?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Ay, Greek; and that shall be divulged well" & @CRLF & _
                "	In characters as red as Mars his heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	Inflamed with Venus: never did young man fancy" & @CRLF & _
                "	With so eternal and so fix'd a soul." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark, Greek: as much as I do Cressid love," & @CRLF & _
                "	So much by weight hate I her Diomed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That sleeve is mine that he'll bear on his helm;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were it a casque composed by Vulcan's skill," & @CRLF & _
                "	My sword should bite it: not the dreadful spout" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which shipmen do the hurricano call," & @CRLF & _
                "	Constringed in mass by the almighty sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall dizzy with more clamour Neptune's ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	In his descent than shall my prompted sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	Falling on Diomed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	He'll tickle it for his concupy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	O Cressid! O false Cressid! false, false, false!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let all untruths stand by thy stained name," & @CRLF & _
                "	And they'll seem glorious." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	O, contain yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your passion draws ears hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AENEAS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	I have been seeking you this hour, my lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hector, by this, is arming him in Troy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ajax, your guard, stays to conduct you home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Have with you, prince. My courteous lord, adieu." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, revolted fair! and, Diomed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand fast, and wear a castle on thy head!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	I'll bring you to the gates." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Accept distracted thanks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt TROILUS, AENEAS, and ULYSSES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Would I could meet that rogue Diomed! I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	croak like a raven; I would bode, I would bode." & @CRLF & _
                "	Patroclus will give me any thing for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	intelligence of this whore: the parrot will not" & @CRLF & _
                "	do more for an almond than he for a commodious drab." & @CRLF & _
                "	Lechery, lechery; still, wars and lechery; nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	else holds fashion: a burning devil take them!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Troy. Before Priam's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HECTOR and ANDROMACHE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANDROMACHE	When was my lord so much ungently temper'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	To stop his ears against admonishment?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unarm, unarm, and do not fight to-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	You train me to offend you; get you in:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By all the everlasting gods, I'll go!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANDROMACHE	My dreams will, sure, prove ominous to the day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	No more, I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CASSANDRA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSANDRA	                  Where is my brother Hector?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANDROMACHE	Here, sister; arm'd, and bloody in intent." & @CRLF & _
                "	Consort with me in loud and dear petition," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pursue we him on knees; for I have dream'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of bloody turbulence, and this whole night" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath nothing been but shapes and forms of slaughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSANDRA	O, 'tis true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	                  Ho! bid my trumpet sound!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSANDRA	No notes of sally, for the heavens, sweet brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Be gone, I say: the gods have heard me swear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSANDRA	The gods are deaf to hot and peevish vows:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are polluted offerings, more abhorr'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than spotted livers in the sacrifice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANDROMACHE	O, be persuaded! do not count it holy" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hurt by being just: it is as lawful," & @CRLF & _
                "	For we would give much, to use violent thefts," & @CRLF & _
                "	And rob in the behalf of charity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSANDRA	It is the purpose that makes strong the vow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But vows to every purpose must not hold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unarm, sweet Hector." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Hold you still, I say;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine honour keeps the weather of my fate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lie every man holds dear; but the brave man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Holds honour far more precious-dear than life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TROILUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, young man! mean'st thou to fight to-day?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANDROMACHE	Cassandra, call my father to persuade." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit CASSANDRA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	No, faith, young Troilus; doff thy harness, youth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am to-day i' the vein of chivalry:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let grow thy sinews till their knots be strong," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tempt not yet the brushes of the war." & @CRLF & _
                "	Unarm thee, go, and doubt thou not, brave boy," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll stand to-day for thee and me and Troy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Brother, you have a vice of mercy in you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which better fits a lion than a man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	What vice is that, good Troilus? chide me for it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	When many times the captive Grecian falls," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in the fan and wind of your fair sword," & @CRLF & _
                "	You bid them rise, and live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	O,'tis fair play." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	                  Fool's play, by heaven, Hector." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	How now! how now!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	                  For the love of all the gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's leave the hermit pity with our mothers," & @CRLF & _
                "	And when we have our armours buckled on," & @CRLF & _
                "	The venom'd vengeance ride upon our swords," & @CRLF & _
                "	Spur them to ruthful work, rein them from ruth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Fie, savage, fie!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	                  Hector, then 'tis wars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Troilus, I would not have you fight to-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Who should withhold me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not fate, obedience, nor the hand of Mars" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beckoning with fiery truncheon my retire;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not Priamus and Hecuba on knees," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their eyes o'ergalled with recourse of tears;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not you, my brother, with your true sword drawn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Opposed to hinder me, should stop my way," & @CRLF & _
                "	But by my ruin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter CASSANDRA, with PRIAM]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSANDRA	Lay hold upon him, Priam, hold him fast:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is thy crutch; now if thou lose thy stay," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou on him leaning, and all Troy on thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fall all together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRIAM	                  Come, Hector, come, go back:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy wife hath dream'd; thy mother hath had visions;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cassandra doth foresee; and I myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Am like a prophet suddenly enrapt" & @CRLF & _
                "	To tell thee that this day is ominous:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, come back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	AEneas is a-field;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I do stand engaged to many Greeks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in the faith of valour, to appear" & @CRLF & _
                "	This morning to them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRIAM	Ay, but thou shalt not go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	I must not break my faith." & @CRLF & _
                "	You know me dutiful; therefore, dear sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me not shame respect; but give me leave" & @CRLF & _
                "	To take that course by your consent and voice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which you do here forbid me, royal Priam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSANDRA	O Priam, yield not to him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANDROMACHE	Do not, dear father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Andromache, I am offended with you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the love you bear me, get you in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit ANDROMACHE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	This foolish, dreaming, superstitious girl" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes all these bodements." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSANDRA	O, farewell, dear Hector!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, how thou diest! look, how thy eye turns pale!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, how thy wounds do bleed at many vents!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark, how Troy roars! how Hecuba cries out!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How poor Andromache shrills her dolours forth!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Behold, distraction, frenzy and amazement," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like witless antics, one another meet," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all cry, Hector! Hector's dead! O Hector!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Away! away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CASSANDRA	Farewell: yet, soft! Hector! take my leave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou dost thyself and all our Troy deceive." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	You are amazed, my liege, at her exclaim:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go in and cheer the town: we'll forth and fight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do deeds worth praise and tell you them at night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PRIAM	Farewell: the gods with safety stand about thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt severally PRIAM and HECTOR. Alarums]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	They are at it, hark! Proud Diomed, believe," & @CRLF & _
                "	I come to lose my arm, or win my sleeve." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PANDARUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Do you hear, my lord? do you hear?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	What now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	Here's a letter come from yond poor girl." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Let me read." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	A whoreson tisick, a whoreson rascally tisick so" & @CRLF & _
                "	troubles me, and the foolish fortune of this girl;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and what one thing, what another, that I shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	leave you one o' these days: and I have a rheum" & @CRLF & _
                "	in mine eyes too, and such an ache in my bones" & @CRLF & _
                "	that, unless a man were cursed, I cannot tell what" & @CRLF & _
                "	to think on't. What says she there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Words, words, mere words, no matter from the heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The effect doth operate another way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Tearing the letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, wind, to wind, there turn and change together." & @CRLF & _
                "	My love with words and errors still she feeds;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But edifies another with her deeds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt severally]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Plains between Troy and the Grecian camp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Alarums: excursions. Enter THERSITES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Now they are clapper-clawing one another; I'll go" & @CRLF & _
                "	look on. That dissembling abominable varlets Diomed," & @CRLF & _
                "	has got that same scurvy doting foolish young knave's" & @CRLF & _
                "	sleeve of Troy there in his helm: I would fain see" & @CRLF & _
                "	them meet; that that same young Trojan ass, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	loves the whore there, might send that Greekish" & @CRLF & _
                "	whore-masterly villain, with the sleeve, back to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	dissembling luxurious drab, of a sleeveless errand." & @CRLF & _
                "	O' the t'other side, the policy of those crafty" & @CRLF & _
                "	swearing rascals, that stale old mouse-eaten dry" & @CRLF & _
                "	cheese, Nestor, and that same dog-fox, Ulysses, is" & @CRLF & _
                "	not proved worthy a blackberry: they set me up, in" & @CRLF & _
                "	policy, that mongrel cur, Ajax, against that dog of" & @CRLF & _
                "	as bad a kind, Achilles: and now is the cur Ajax" & @CRLF & _
                "	prouder than the cur Achilles, and will not arm" & @CRLF & _
                "	to-day; whereupon the Grecians begin to proclaim" & @CRLF & _
                "	barbarism, and policy grows into an ill opinion." & @CRLF & _
                "	Soft! here comes sleeve, and t'other." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DIOMEDES, TROILUS following]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Fly not; for shouldst thou take the river Styx," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would swim after." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Thou dost miscall retire:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do not fly, but advantageous care" & @CRLF & _
                "	Withdrew me from the odds of multitude:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have at thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	Hold thy whore, Grecian!--now for thy whore," & @CRLF & _
                "	Trojan!--now the sleeve, now the sleeve!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt TROILUS and DIOMEDES, fighting]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HECTOR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	What art thou, Greek? art thou for Hector's match?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Art thou of blood and honour?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	No, no, I am a rascal; a scurvy railing knave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	a very filthy rogue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	I do believe thee: live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	God-a-mercy, that thou wilt believe me; but a" & @CRLF & _
                "	plague break thy neck for frightening me! What's" & @CRLF & _
                "	become of the wenching rogues? I think they have" & @CRLF & _
                "	swallowed one another: I would laugh at that" & @CRLF & _
                "	miracle: yet, in a sort, lechery eats itself." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll seek them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	Another part of the plains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DIOMEDES and a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Go, go, my servant, take thou Troilus' horse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Present the fair steed to my lady Cressid:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fellow, commend my service to her beauty;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell her I have chastised the amorous Trojan," & @CRLF & _
                "	And am her knight by proof." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	I go, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AGAMEMNON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	Renew, renew! The fierce Polydamas" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath beat down Menon: bastard Margarelon" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath Doreus prisoner," & @CRLF & _
                "	And stands colossus-wise, waving his beam," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the pashed corses of the kings" & @CRLF & _
                "	Epistrophus and Cedius: Polyxenes is slain," & @CRLF & _
                "	Amphimachus and Thoas deadly hurt," & @CRLF & _
                "	Patroclus ta'en or slain, and Palamedes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sore hurt and bruised: the dreadful Sagittary" & @CRLF & _
                "	Appals our numbers: haste we, Diomed," & @CRLF & _
                "	To reinforcement, or we perish all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter NESTOR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	Go, bear Patroclus' body to Achilles;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid the snail-paced Ajax arm for shame." & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a thousand Hectors in the field:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now here he fights on Galathe his horse," & @CRLF & _
                "	And there lacks work; anon he's there afoot," & @CRLF & _
                "	And there they fly or die, like scaled sculls" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before the belching whale; then is he yonder," & @CRLF & _
                "	And there the strawy Greeks, ripe for his edge," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fall down before him, like the mower's swath:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, there, and every where, he leaves and takes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dexterity so obeying appetite" & @CRLF & _
                "	That what he will he does, and does so much" & @CRLF & _
                "	That proof is call'd impossibility." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ULYSSES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ULYSSES	O, courage, courage, princes! great Achilles" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is arming, weeping, cursing, vowing vengeance:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Patroclus' wounds have roused his drowsy blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Together with his mangled Myrmidons," & @CRLF & _
                "	That noseless, handless, hack'd and chipp'd, come to him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Crying on Hector. Ajax hath lost a friend" & @CRLF & _
                "	And foams at mouth, and he is arm'd and at it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Roaring for Troilus, who hath done to-day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mad and fantastic execution," & @CRLF & _
                "	Engaging and redeeming of himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	With such a careless force and forceless care" & @CRLF & _
                "	As if that luck, in very spite of cunning," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bade him win all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AJAX]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Troilus! thou coward Troilus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Ay, there, there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	So, so, we draw together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ACHILLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Where is this Hector?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, come, thou boy-queller, show thy face;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Know what it is to meet Achilles angry:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hector? where's Hector? I will none but Hector." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	Another part of the plains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AJAX]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Troilus, thou coward Troilus, show thy head!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DIOMEDES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Troilus, I say! where's Troilus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	What wouldst thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	I would correct him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	Were I the general, thou shouldst have my office" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere that correction. Troilus, I say! what, Troilus!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TROILUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	O traitor Diomed! turn thy false face, thou traitor," & @CRLF & _
                "	And pay thy life thou owest me for my horse!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	Ha, art thou there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	I'll fight with him alone: stand, Diomed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	He is my prize; I will not look upon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Come, both you cogging Greeks; have at you both!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt, fighting]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HECTOR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Yea, Troilus? O, well fought, my youngest brother!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ACHILLES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Now do I see thee, ha! have at thee, Hector!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Pause, if thou wilt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	I do disdain thy courtesy, proud Trojan:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be happy that my arms are out of use:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My rest and negligence befriends thee now," & @CRLF & _
                "	But thou anon shalt hear of me again;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till when, go seek thy fortune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Fare thee well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would have been much more a fresher man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Had I expected thee. How now, my brother!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter TROILUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Ajax hath ta'en AEneas: shall it be?" & @CRLF & _
                "	No, by the flame of yonder glorious heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall not carry him: I'll be ta'en too," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or bring him off: fate, hear me what I say!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I reck not though I end my life to-day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter one in sumptuous armour]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Stand, stand, thou Greek; thou art a goodly mark:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No? wilt thou not? I like thy armour well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll frush it and unlock the rivets all," & @CRLF & _
                "	But I'll be master of it: wilt thou not," & @CRLF & _
                "	beast, abide?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, then fly on, I'll hunt thee for thy hide." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VII	Another part of the plains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ACHILLES, with Myrmidons]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Come here about me, you my Myrmidons;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark what I say. Attend me where I wheel:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strike not a stroke, but keep yourselves in breath:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when I have the bloody Hector found," & @CRLF & _
                "	Empale him with your weapons round about;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In fellest manner execute your aims." & @CRLF & _
                "	Follow me, sirs, and my proceedings eye:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is decreed Hector the great must die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MENELAUS and PARIS, fighting:" & @CRLF & _
                "	then THERSITES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	The cuckold and the cuckold-maker are at it. Now," & @CRLF & _
                "	bull! now, dog! 'Loo, Paris, 'loo! now my double-" & @CRLF & _
                "	henned sparrow! 'loo, Paris, 'loo! The bull has the" & @CRLF & _
                "	game: ware horns, ho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt PARIS and MENELAUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARGARELON]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARELON	Turn, slave, and fight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	What art thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARELON	A bastard son of Priam's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THERSITES	I am a bastard too; I love bastards: I am a bastard" & @CRLF & _
                "	begot, bastard instructed, bastard in mind, bastard" & @CRLF & _
                "	in valour, in every thing illegitimate. One bear will" & @CRLF & _
                "	not bite another, and wherefore should one bastard?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take heed, the quarrel's most ominous to us: if the" & @CRLF & _
                "	son of a whore fight for a whore, he tempts judgment:" & @CRLF & _
                "	farewell, bastard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARGARELON	The devil take thee, coward!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VIII	Another part of the plains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HECTOR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	Most putrefied core, so fair without," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy goodly armour thus hath cost thy life." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now is my day's work done; I'll take good breath:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rest, sword; thou hast thy fill of blood and death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Puts off his helmet and hangs his shield" & @CRLF & _
                "	behind him]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ACHILLES and Myrmidons]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Look, Hector, how the sun begins to set;" & @CRLF & _
                "	How ugly night comes breathing at his heels:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even with the vail and darking of the sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	To close the day up, Hector's life is done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HECTOR	I am unarm'd; forego this vantage, Greek." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	Strike, fellows, strike; this is the man I seek." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[HECTOR falls]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	So, Ilion, fall thou next! now, Troy, sink down!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here lies thy heart, thy sinews, and thy bone." & @CRLF & _
                "	On, Myrmidons, and cry you all amain," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Achilles hath the mighty Hector slain.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[A retreat sounded]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hark! a retire upon our Grecian part." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MYRMIDONS	The Trojan trumpets sound the like, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACHILLES	The dragon wing of night o'erspreads the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, stickler-like, the armies separates." & @CRLF & _
                "	My half-supp'd sword, that frankly would have fed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pleased with this dainty bait, thus goes to bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sheathes his sword]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, tie his body to my horse's tail;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Along the field I will the Trojan trail." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IX	Another part of the plains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AGAMEMNON, AJAX, MENELAUS, NESTOR, DIOMEDES," & @CRLF & _
                "	and others, marching. Shouts within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	Hark! hark! what shout is that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "NESTOR	Peace, drums!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Within]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Achilles! Achilles! Hector's slain! Achilles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DIOMEDES	The bruit is, Hector's slain, and by Achilles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AJAX	If it be so, yet bragless let it be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Great Hector was a man as good as he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AGAMEMNON	March patiently along: let one be sent" & @CRLF & _
                "	To pray Achilles see us at our tent." & @CRLF & _
                "	If in his death the gods have us befriended," & @CRLF & _
                "	Great Troy is ours, and our sharp wars are ended." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt, marching]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TROILUS AND CRESSIDA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE X	Another part of the plains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AENEAS and Trojans]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	Stand, ho! yet are we masters of the field:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never go home; here starve we out the night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter TROILUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Hector is slain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ALL	                  Hector! the gods forbid!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	He's dead; and at the murderer's horse's tail," & @CRLF & _
                "	In beastly sort, dragg'd through the shameful field." & @CRLF & _
                "	Frown on, you heavens, effect your rage with speed!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sit, gods, upon your thrones, and smile at Troy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I say, at once let your brief plagues be mercy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And linger not our sure destructions on!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AENEAS	My lord, you do discomfort all the host!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	You understand me not that tell me so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do not speak of flight, of fear, of death," & @CRLF & _
                "	But dare all imminence that gods and men" & @CRLF & _
                "	Address their dangers in. Hector is gone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who shall tell Priam so, or Hecuba?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him that will a screech-owl aye be call'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go in to Troy, and say there, Hector's dead:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a word will Priam turn to stone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make wells and Niobes of the maids and wives," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cold statues of the youth, and, in a word," & @CRLF & _
                "	Scare Troy out of itself. But, march away:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hector is dead; there is no more to say." & @CRLF & _
                "	Stay yet. You vile abominable tents," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus proudly pight upon our Phrygian plains," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let Titan rise as early as he dare," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll through and through you! and, thou great-sized coward," & @CRLF & _
                "	No space of earth shall sunder our two hates:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll haunt thee like a wicked conscience still," & @CRLF & _
                "	That mouldeth goblins swift as frenzy's thoughts." & @CRLF & _
                "	Strike a free march to Troy! with comfort go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hope of revenge shall hide our inward woe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt AENEAS and Trojans]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[As TROILUS is going out, enter, from the other" & @CRLF & _
                "	side, PANDARUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	But hear you, hear you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TROILUS	Hence, broker-lackey! ignomy and shame" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pursue thy life, and live aye with thy name!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANDARUS	A goodly medicine for my aching bones! O world!" & @CRLF & _
                "	world! world! thus is the poor agent despised!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O traitors and bawds, how earnestly are you set" & @CRLF & _
                "	a-work, and how ill requited! why should our" & @CRLF & _
                "	endeavour be so loved and the performance so loathed?" & @CRLF & _
                "	what verse for it? what instance for it? Let me see:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Full merrily the humble-bee doth sing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till he hath lost his honey and his sting;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And being once subdued in armed tail," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet honey and sweet notes together fail." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good traders in the flesh, set this in your" & @CRLF & _
                "	painted cloths." & @CRLF & _
                "	As many as be here of pander's hall," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your eyes, half out, weep out at Pandar's fall;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or if you cannot weep, yet give some groans," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though not for me, yet for your aching bones." & @CRLF & _
                "	Brethren and sisters of the hold-door trade," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some two months hence my will shall here be made:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It should be now, but that my fear is this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Some galled goose of Winchester would hiss:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till then I'll sweat and seek about for eases," & @CRLF & _
                "	And at that time bequeathe you my diseases." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TWELFTH NIGHT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ORSINO	Duke of Illyria. (DUKE ORSINO:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	brother to Viola." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	a sea captain, friend to Sebastian." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Sea Captain, friend to Viola. (Captain:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  gentlemen attending on the Duke." & @CRLF & _
                "CURIO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	uncle to Olivia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW" & @CRLF & _
                "AGUECHEEK	(SIR ANDREW:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	steward to Olivia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN		|" & @CRLF & _
                "		|  servants to Olivia." & @CRLF & _
                "FESTE	a Clown  (Clown:)	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Olivia's woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lords, Priests, Sailors, Officers, Musicians," & @CRLF & _
                "	and other Attendants." & @CRLF & _
                "	(Priest:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Officer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Officer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	A city in Illyria, and the sea-coast near it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TWELFTH NIGHT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	DUKE ORSINO's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE ORSINO, CURIO, and other Lords;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Musicians attending]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	If music be the food of love, play on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting," & @CRLF & _
                "	The appetite may sicken, and so die." & @CRLF & _
                "	That strain again! it had a dying fall:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound," & @CRLF & _
                "	That breathes upon a bank of violets," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not so sweet now as it was before." & @CRLF & _
                "	O spirit of love! how quick and fresh art thou," & @CRLF & _
                "	That, notwithstanding thy capacity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what validity and pitch soe'er," & @CRLF & _
                "	But falls into abatement and low price," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in a minute: so full of shapes is fancy" & @CRLF & _
                "	That it alone is high fantastical." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURIO	Will you go hunt, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	What, Curio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURIO	The hart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	        Why, so I do, the noblest that I have:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, when mine eyes did see Olivia first," & @CRLF & _
                "	Methought she purged the air of pestilence!" & @CRLF & _
                "	That instant was I turn'd into a hart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds," & @CRLF & _
                "	E'er since pursue me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter VALENTINE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		How now! what news from her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	So please my lord, I might not be admitted;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But from her handmaid do return this answer:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The element itself, till seven years' heat," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall not behold her face at ample view;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, like a cloistress, she will veiled walk" & @CRLF & _
                "	And water once a day her chamber round" & @CRLF & _
                "	With eye-offending brine: all this to season" & @CRLF & _
                "	A brother's dead love, which she would keep fresh" & @CRLF & _
                "	And lasting in her sad remembrance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	O, she that hath a heart of that fine frame" & @CRLF & _
                "	To pay this debt of love but to a brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	How will she love, when the rich golden shaft" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath kill'd the flock of all affections else" & @CRLF & _
                "	That live in her; when liver, brain and heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	These sovereign thrones, are all supplied, and fill'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her sweet perfections with one self king!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Away before me to sweet beds of flowers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Love-thoughts lie rich when canopied with bowers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TWELFTH NIGHT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The sea-coast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter VIOLA, a Captain, and Sailors]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	What country, friends, is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	This is Illyria, lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	And what should I do in Illyria?" & @CRLF & _
                "	My brother he is in Elysium." & @CRLF & _
                "	Perchance he is not drown'd: what think you, sailors?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	It is perchance that you yourself were saved." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	O my poor brother! and so perchance may he be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	True, madam: and, to comfort you with chance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Assure yourself, after our ship did split," & @CRLF & _
                "	When you and those poor number saved with you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hung on our driving boat, I saw your brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most provident in peril, bind himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Courage and hope both teaching him the practise," & @CRLF & _
                "	To a strong mast that lived upon the sea;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where, like Arion on the dolphin's back," & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw him hold acquaintance with the waves" & @CRLF & _
                "	So long as I could see." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	For saying so, there's gold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine own escape unfoldeth to my hope," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereto thy speech serves for authority," & @CRLF & _
                "	The like of him. Know'st thou this country?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	Ay, madam, well; for I was bred and born" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not three hours' travel from this very place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Who governs here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	A noble duke, in nature as in name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	What is the name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	Orsino." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Orsino! I have heard my father name him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He was a bachelor then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	And so is now, or was so very late;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For but a month ago I went from hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then 'twas fresh in murmur,--as, you know," & @CRLF & _
                "	What great ones do the less will prattle of,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he did seek the love of fair Olivia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	What's she?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	A virtuous maid, the daughter of a count" & @CRLF & _
                "	That died some twelvemonth since, then leaving her" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the protection of his son, her brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who shortly also died: for whose dear love," & @CRLF & _
                "	They say, she hath abjured the company" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sight of men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	                  O that I served that lady" & @CRLF & _
                "	And might not be delivered to the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till I had made mine own occasion mellow," & @CRLF & _
                "	What my estate is!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	That were hard to compass;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Because she will admit no kind of suit," & @CRLF & _
                "	No, not the duke's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	There is a fair behavior in thee, captain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And though that nature with a beauteous wall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth oft close in pollution, yet of thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will believe thou hast a mind that suits" & @CRLF & _
                "	With this thy fair and outward character." & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, and I'll pay thee bounteously," & @CRLF & _
                "	Conceal me what I am, and be my aid" & @CRLF & _
                "	For such disguise as haply shall become" & @CRLF & _
                "	The form of my intent. I'll serve this duke:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shall present me as an eunuch to him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It may be worth thy pains; for I can sing" & @CRLF & _
                "	And speak to him in many sorts of music" & @CRLF & _
                "	That will allow me very worth his service." & @CRLF & _
                "	What else may hap to time I will commit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only shape thou thy silence to my wit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Captain	Be you his eunuch, and your mute I'll be:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When my tongue blabs, then let mine eyes not see." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	I thank thee: lead me on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TWELFTH NIGHT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	OLIVIA'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR TOBY BELCH and MARIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	What a plague means my niece, to take the death of" & @CRLF & _
                "	her brother thus? I am sure care's an enemy to life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	By my troth, Sir Toby, you must come in earlier o'" & @CRLF & _
                "	nights: your cousin, my lady, takes great" & @CRLF & _
                "	exceptions to your ill hours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Why, let her except, before excepted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Ay, but you must confine yourself within the modest" & @CRLF & _
                "	limits of order." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Confine! I'll confine myself no finer than I am:" & @CRLF & _
                "	these clothes are good enough to drink in; and so be" & @CRLF & _
                "	these boots too: an they be not, let them hang" & @CRLF & _
                "	themselves in their own straps." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	That quaffing and drinking will undo you: I heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	my lady talk of it yesterday; and of a foolish" & @CRLF & _
                "	knight that you brought in one night here to be her wooer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Who, Sir Andrew Aguecheek?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Ay, he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	He's as tall a man as any's in Illyria." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	What's that to the purpose?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Why, he has three thousand ducats a year." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Ay, but he'll have but a year in all these ducats:" & @CRLF & _
                "	he's a very fool and a prodigal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Fie, that you'll say so! he plays o' the" & @CRLF & _
                "	viol-de-gamboys, and speaks three or four languages" & @CRLF & _
                "	word for word without book, and hath all the good" & @CRLF & _
                "	gifts of nature." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	He hath indeed, almost natural: for besides that" & @CRLF & _
                "	he's a fool, he's a great quarreller: and but that" & @CRLF & _
                "	he hath the gift of a coward to allay the gust he" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath in quarrelling, 'tis thought among the prudent" & @CRLF & _
                "	he would quickly have the gift of a grave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	By this hand, they are scoundrels and subtractors" & @CRLF & _
                "	that say so of him. Who are they?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	They that add, moreover, he's drunk nightly in your company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	With drinking healths to my niece: I'll drink to" & @CRLF & _
                "	her as long as there is a passage in my throat and" & @CRLF & _
                "	drink in Illyria: he's a coward and a coystrill" & @CRLF & _
                "	that will not drink to my niece till his brains turn" & @CRLF & _
                "	o' the toe like a parish-top. What, wench!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Castiliano vulgo! for here comes Sir Andrew Agueface." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR ANDREW]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Sir Toby Belch! how now, Sir Toby Belch!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Sweet Sir Andrew!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Bless you, fair shrew." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	And you too, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Accost, Sir Andrew, accost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	What's that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	My niece's chambermaid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Good Mistress Accost, I desire better acquaintance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	My name is Mary, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Good Mistress Mary Accost,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	You mistake, knight; 'accost' is front her, board" & @CRLF & _
                "	her, woo her, assail her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	By my troth, I would not undertake her in this" & @CRLF & _
                "	company. Is that the meaning of 'accost'?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Fare you well, gentlemen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	An thou let part so, Sir Andrew, would thou mightst" & @CRLF & _
                "	never draw sword again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	An you part so, mistress, I would I might never" & @CRLF & _
                "	draw sword again. Fair lady, do you think you have" & @CRLF & _
                "	fools in hand?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Sir, I have not you by the hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Marry, but you shall have; and here's my hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Now, sir, 'thought is free:' I pray you, bring" & @CRLF & _
                "	your hand to the buttery-bar and let it drink." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Wherefore, sweet-heart? what's your metaphor?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	It's dry, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Why, I think so: I am not such an ass but I can" & @CRLF & _
                "	keep my hand dry. But what's your jest?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	A dry jest, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Are you full of them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Ay, sir, I have them at my fingers' ends: marry," & @CRLF & _
                "	now I let go your hand, I am barren." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	O knight thou lackest a cup of canary: when did I" & @CRLF & _
                "	see thee so put down?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Never in your life, I think; unless you see canary" & @CRLF & _
                "	put me down. Methinks sometimes I have no more wit" & @CRLF & _
                "	than a Christian or an ordinary man has: but I am a" & @CRLF & _
                "	great eater of beef and I believe that does harm to my wit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	No question." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	An I thought that, I'ld forswear it. I'll ride home" & @CRLF & _
                "	to-morrow, Sir Toby." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Pourquoi, my dear knight?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	What is 'Pourquoi'? do or not do? I would I had" & @CRLF & _
                "	bestowed that time in the tongues that I have in" & @CRLF & _
                "	fencing, dancing and bear-baiting: O, had I but" & @CRLF & _
                "	followed the arts!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Then hadst thou had an excellent head of hair." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Why, would that have mended my hair?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Past question; for thou seest it will not curl by nature." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	But it becomes me well enough, does't not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Excellent; it hangs like flax on a distaff; and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	hope to see a housewife take thee between her legs" & @CRLF & _
                "	and spin it off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Faith, I'll home to-morrow, Sir Toby: your niece" & @CRLF & _
                "	will not be seen; or if she be, it's four to one" & @CRLF & _
                "	she'll none of me: the count himself here hard by woos her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	She'll none o' the count: she'll not match above" & @CRLF & _
                "	her degree, neither in estate, years, nor wit; I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have heard her swear't. Tut, there's life in't," & @CRLF & _
                "	man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	I'll stay a month longer. I am a fellow o' the" & @CRLF & _
                "	strangest mind i' the world; I delight in masques" & @CRLF & _
                "	and revels sometimes altogether." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Art thou good at these kickshawses, knight?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	As any man in Illyria, whatsoever he be, under the" & @CRLF & _
                "	degree of my betters; and yet I will not compare" & @CRLF & _
                "	with an old man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	What is thy excellence in a galliard, knight?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Faith, I can cut a caper." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	And I can cut the mutton to't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	And I think I have the back-trick simply as strong" & @CRLF & _
                "	as any man in Illyria." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Wherefore are these things hid? wherefore have" & @CRLF & _
                "	these gifts a curtain before 'em? are they like to" & @CRLF & _
                "	take dust, like Mistress Mall's picture? why dost" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou not go to church in a galliard and come home in" & @CRLF & _
                "	a coranto? My very walk should be a jig; I would not" & @CRLF & _
                "	so much as make water but in a sink-a-pace. What" & @CRLF & _
                "	dost thou mean? Is it a world to hide virtues in?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I did think, by the excellent constitution of thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	leg, it was formed under the star of a galliard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Ay, 'tis strong, and it does indifferent well in a" & @CRLF & _
                "	flame-coloured stock. Shall we set about some revels?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	What shall we do else? were we not born under Taurus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Taurus! That's sides and heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	No, sir; it is legs and thighs. Let me see the" & @CRLF & _
                "	caper; ha! higher: ha, ha! excellent!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TWELFTH NIGHT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	DUKE ORSINO's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter VALENTINE and VIOLA in man's attire]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	If the duke continue these favours towards you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cesario, you are like to be much advanced: he hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	known you but three days, and already you are no stranger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	You either fear his humour or my negligence, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	you call in question the continuance of his love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	is he inconstant, sir, in his favours?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	No, believe me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	I thank you. Here comes the count." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE ORSINO, CURIO, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Who saw Cesario, ho?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	On your attendance, my lord; here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Stand you a while aloof, Cesario," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou know'st no less but all; I have unclasp'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To thee the book even of my secret soul:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, good youth, address thy gait unto her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not denied access, stand at her doors," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell them, there thy fixed foot shall grow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till thou have audience." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Sure, my noble lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	If she be so abandon'd to her sorrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	As it is spoke, she never will admit me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Be clamorous and leap all civil bounds" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rather than make unprofited return." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Say I do speak with her, my lord, what then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	O, then unfold the passion of my love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Surprise her with discourse of my dear faith:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It shall become thee well to act my woes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She will attend it better in thy youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than in a nuncio's of more grave aspect." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	I think not so, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Dear lad, believe it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For they shall yet belie thy happy years," & @CRLF & _
                "	That say thou art a man: Diana's lip" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not more smooth and rubious; thy small pipe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is as the maiden's organ, shrill and sound," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all is semblative a woman's part." & @CRLF & _
                "	I know thy constellation is right apt" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this affair. Some four or five attend him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	All, if you will; for I myself am best" & @CRLF & _
                "	When least in company. Prosper well in this," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou shalt live as freely as thy lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	To call his fortunes thine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	I'll do my best" & @CRLF & _
                "	To woo your lady:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	yet, a barful strife!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whoe'er I woo, myself would be his wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TWELFTH NIGHT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	OLIVIA'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARIA and Clown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Nay, either tell me where thou hast been, or I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	not open my lips so wide as a bristle may enter in" & @CRLF & _
                "	way of thy excuse: my lady will hang thee for thy absence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Let her hang me: he that is well hanged in this" & @CRLF & _
                "	world needs to fear no colours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Make that good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	He shall see none to fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	A good lenten answer: I can tell thee where that" & @CRLF & _
                "	saying was born, of 'I fear no colours.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Where, good Mistress Mary?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	In the wars; and that may you be bold to say in your foolery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Well, God give them wisdom that have it; and those" & @CRLF & _
                "	that are fools, let them use their talents." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Yet you will be hanged for being so long absent; or," & @CRLF & _
                "	to be turned away, is not that as good as a hanging to you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Many a good hanging prevents a bad marriage; and," & @CRLF & _
                "	for turning away, let summer bear it out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	You are resolute, then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Not so, neither; but I am resolved on two points." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	That if one break, the other will hold; or, if both" & @CRLF & _
                "	break, your gaskins fall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Apt, in good faith; very apt. Well, go thy way; if" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Toby would leave drinking, thou wert as witty a" & @CRLF & _
                "	piece of Eve's flesh as any in Illyria." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Peace, you rogue, no more o' that. Here comes my" & @CRLF & _
                "	lady: make your excuse wisely, you were best." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Wit, an't be thy will, put me into good fooling!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those wits, that think they have thee, do very oft" & @CRLF & _
                "	prove fools; and I, that am sure I lack thee, may" & @CRLF & _
                "	pass for a wise man: for what says Quinapalus?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Better a witty fool, than a foolish wit.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OLIVIA with MALVOLIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	God bless thee, lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Take the fool away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Do you not hear, fellows? Take away the lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Go to, you're a dry fool; I'll no more of you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	besides, you grow dishonest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Two faults, madonna, that drink and good counsel" & @CRLF & _
                "	will amend: for give the dry fool drink, then is" & @CRLF & _
                "	the fool not dry: bid the dishonest man mend" & @CRLF & _
                "	himself; if he mend, he is no longer dishonest; if" & @CRLF & _
                "	he cannot, let the botcher mend him. Any thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	that's mended is but patched: virtue that" & @CRLF & _
                "	transgresses is but patched with sin; and sin that" & @CRLF & _
                "	amends is but patched with virtue. If that this" & @CRLF & _
                "	simple syllogism will serve, so; if it will not," & @CRLF & _
                "	what remedy? As there is no true cuckold but" & @CRLF & _
                "	calamity, so beauty's a flower. The lady bade take" & @CRLF & _
                "	away the fool; therefore, I say again, take her away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Sir, I bade them take away you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Misprision in the highest degree! Lady, cucullus non" & @CRLF & _
                "	facit monachum; that's as much to say as I wear not" & @CRLF & _
                "	motley in my brain. Good madonna, give me leave to" & @CRLF & _
                "	prove you a fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Can you do it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Dexterously, good madonna." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Make your proof." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I must catechise you for it, madonna: good my mouse" & @CRLF & _
                "	of virtue, answer me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Well, sir, for want of other idleness, I'll bide your proof." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Good madonna, why mournest thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Good fool, for my brother's death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I think his soul is in hell, madonna." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	I know his soul is in heaven, fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	The more fool, madonna, to mourn for your brother's" & @CRLF & _
                "	soul being in heaven. Take away the fool, gentlemen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	What think you of this fool, Malvolio? doth he not mend?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Yes, and shall do till the pangs of death shake him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	infirmity, that decays the wise, doth ever make the" & @CRLF & _
                "	better fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	God send you, sir, a speedy infirmity, for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	better increasing your folly! Sir Toby will be" & @CRLF & _
                "	sworn that I am no fox; but he will not pass his" & @CRLF & _
                "	word for two pence that you are no fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	How say you to that, Malvolio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	I marvel your ladyship takes delight in such a" & @CRLF & _
                "	barren rascal: I saw him put down the other day" & @CRLF & _
                "	with an ordinary fool that has no more brain" & @CRLF & _
                "	than a stone. Look you now, he's out of his guard" & @CRLF & _
                "	already; unless you laugh and minister occasion to" & @CRLF & _
                "	him, he is gagged. I protest, I take these wise men," & @CRLF & _
                "	that crow so at these set kind of fools, no better" & @CRLF & _
                "	than the fools' zanies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Oh, you are sick of self-love, Malvolio, and taste" & @CRLF & _
                "	with a distempered appetite. To be generous," & @CRLF & _
                "	guiltless and of free disposition, is to take those" & @CRLF & _
                "	things for bird-bolts that you deem cannon-bullets:" & @CRLF & _
                "	there is no slander in an allowed fool, though he do" & @CRLF & _
                "	nothing but rail; nor no railing in a known discreet" & @CRLF & _
                "	man, though he do nothing but reprove." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Now Mercury endue thee with leasing, for thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	speakest well of fools!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter MARIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Madam, there is at the gate a young gentleman much" & @CRLF & _
                "	desires to speak with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	From the Count Orsino, is it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	I know not, madam: 'tis a fair young man, and well attended." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Who of my people hold him in delay?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Sir Toby, madam, your kinsman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Fetch him off, I pray you; he speaks nothing but" & @CRLF & _
                "	madman: fie on him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit MARIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go you, Malvolio: if it be a suit from the count, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	am sick, or not at home; what you will, to dismiss it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit MALVOLIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now you see, sir, how your fooling grows old, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	people dislike it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Thou hast spoke for us, madonna, as if thy eldest" & @CRLF & _
                "	son should be a fool; whose skull Jove cram with" & @CRLF & _
                "	brains! for,--here he comes,--one of thy kin has a" & @CRLF & _
                "	most weak pia mater." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR TOBY BELCH]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	By mine honour, half drunk. What is he at the gate, cousin?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	A gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	A gentleman! what gentleman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	'Tis a gentle man here--a plague o' these" & @CRLF & _
                "	pickle-herring! How now, sot!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Good Sir Toby!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Cousin, cousin, how have you come so early by this lethargy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Lechery! I defy lechery. There's one at the gate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Ay, marry, what is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Let him be the devil, an he will, I care not: give" & @CRLF & _
                "	me faith, say I. Well, it's all one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	What's a drunken man like, fool?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Like a drowned man, a fool and a mad man: one" & @CRLF & _
                "	draught above heat makes him a fool; the second mads" & @CRLF & _
                "	him; and a third drowns him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Go thou and seek the crowner, and let him sit o' my" & @CRLF & _
                "	coz; for he's in the third degree of drink, he's" & @CRLF & _
                "	drowned: go, look after him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	He is but mad yet, madonna; and the fool shall look" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the madman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter MALVOLIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Madam, yond young fellow swears he will speak with" & @CRLF & _
                "	you. I told him you were sick; he takes on him to" & @CRLF & _
                "	understand so much, and therefore comes to speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	with you. I told him you were asleep; he seems to" & @CRLF & _
                "	have a foreknowledge of that too, and therefore" & @CRLF & _
                "	comes to speak with you. What is to be said to him," & @CRLF & _
                "	lady? he's fortified against any denial." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Tell him he shall not speak with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Has been told so; and he says, he'll stand at your" & @CRLF & _
                "	door like a sheriff's post, and be the supporter to" & @CRLF & _
                "	a bench, but he'll speak with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	What kind o' man is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Why, of mankind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	What manner of man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Of very ill manner; he'll speak with you, will you or no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Of what personage and years is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Not yet old enough for a man, nor young enough for" & @CRLF & _
                "	a boy; as a squash is before 'tis a peascod, or a" & @CRLF & _
                "	cooling when 'tis almost an apple: 'tis with him" & @CRLF & _
                "	in standing water, between boy and man. He is very" & @CRLF & _
                "	well-favoured and he speaks very shrewishly; one" & @CRLF & _
                "	would think his mother's milk were scarce out of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Let him approach: call in my gentlewoman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Gentlewoman, my lady calls." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter MARIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Give me my veil: come, throw it o'er my face." & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll once more hear Orsino's embassy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter VIOLA, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	The honourable lady of the house, which is she?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Speak to me; I shall answer for her." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Most radiant, exquisite and unmatchable beauty,--I" & @CRLF & _
                "	pray you, tell me if this be the lady of the house," & @CRLF & _
                "	for I never saw her: I would be loath to cast away" & @CRLF & _
                "	my speech, for besides that it is excellently well" & @CRLF & _
                "	penned, I have taken great pains to con it. Good" & @CRLF & _
                "	beauties, let me sustain no scorn; I am very" & @CRLF & _
                "	comptible, even to the least sinister usage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Whence came you, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	I can say little more than I have studied, and that" & @CRLF & _
                "	question's out of my part. Good gentle one, give me" & @CRLF & _
                "	modest assurance if you be the lady of the house," & @CRLF & _
                "	that I may proceed in my speech." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Are you a comedian?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	No, my profound heart: and yet, by the very fangs" & @CRLF & _
                "	of malice I swear, I am not that I play. Are you" & @CRLF & _
                "	the lady of the house?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	If I do not usurp myself, I am." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Most certain, if you are she, you do usurp" & @CRLF & _
                "	yourself; for what is yours to bestow is not yours" & @CRLF & _
                "	to reserve. But this is from my commission: I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	on with my speech in your praise, and then show you" & @CRLF & _
                "	the heart of my message." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Come to what is important in't: I forgive you the praise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Alas, I took great pains to study it, and 'tis poetical." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	It is the more like to be feigned: I pray you," & @CRLF & _
                "	keep it in. I heard you were saucy at my gates," & @CRLF & _
                "	and allowed your approach rather to wonder at you" & @CRLF & _
                "	than to hear you. If you be not mad, be gone; if" & @CRLF & _
                "	you have reason, be brief: 'tis not that time of" & @CRLF & _
                "	moon with me to make one in so skipping a dialogue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Will you hoist sail, sir? here lies your way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	No, good swabber; I am to hull here a little" & @CRLF & _
                "	longer. Some mollification for your giant, sweet" & @CRLF & _
                "	lady. Tell me your mind: I am a messenger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Sure, you have some hideous matter to deliver, when" & @CRLF & _
                "	the courtesy of it is so fearful. Speak your office." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	It alone concerns your ear. I bring no overture of" & @CRLF & _
                "	war, no taxation of homage: I hold the olive in my" & @CRLF & _
                "	hand; my words are as fun of peace as matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Yet you began rudely. What are you? what would you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	The rudeness that hath appeared in me have I" & @CRLF & _
                "	learned from my entertainment. What I am, and what I" & @CRLF & _
                "	would, are as secret as maidenhead; to your ears," & @CRLF & _
                "	divinity, to any other's, profanation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Give us the place alone: we will hear this divinity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt MARIA and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, sir, what is your text?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Most sweet lady,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	A comfortable doctrine, and much may be said of it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where lies your text?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	In Orsino's bosom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	In his bosom! In what chapter of his bosom?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	To answer by the method, in the first of his heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	O, I have read it: it is heresy. Have you no more to say?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Good madam, let me see your face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Have you any commission from your lord to negotiate" & @CRLF & _
                "	with my face? You are now out of your text: but" & @CRLF & _
                "	we will draw the curtain and show you the picture." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look you, sir, such a one I was this present: is't" & @CRLF & _
                "	not well done?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Unveiling]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Excellently done, if God did all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	'Tis in grain, sir; 'twill endure wind and weather." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	'Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lady, you are the cruell'st she alive," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you will lead these graces to the grave" & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave the world no copy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	O, sir, I will not be so hard-hearted; I will give" & @CRLF & _
                "	out divers schedules of my beauty: it shall be" & @CRLF & _
                "	inventoried, and every particle and utensil" & @CRLF & _
                "	labelled to my will: as, item, two lips," & @CRLF & _
                "	indifferent red; item, two grey eyes, with lids to" & @CRLF & _
                "	them; item, one neck, one chin, and so forth. Were" & @CRLF & _
                "	you sent hither to praise me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	I see you what you are, you are too proud;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, if you were the devil, you are fair." & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord and master loves you: O, such love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could be but recompensed, though you were crown'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The nonpareil of beauty!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	How does he love me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	With adorations, fertile tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	With groans that thunder love, with sighs of fire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Your lord does know my mind; I cannot love him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet I suppose him virtuous, know him noble," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of great estate, of fresh and stainless youth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In voices well divulged, free, learn'd and valiant;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And in dimension and the shape of nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	A gracious person: but yet I cannot love him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He might have took his answer long ago." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	If I did love you in my master's flame," & @CRLF & _
                "	With such a suffering, such a deadly life," & @CRLF & _
                "	In your denial I would find no sense;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would not understand it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Why, what would you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Make me a willow cabin at your gate," & @CRLF & _
                "	And call upon my soul within the house;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Write loyal cantons of contemned love" & @CRLF & _
                "	And sing them loud even in the dead of night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Halloo your name to the reverberate hills" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make the babbling gossip of the air" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cry out 'Olivia!' O, You should not rest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between the elements of air and earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	But you should pity me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	You might do much." & @CRLF & _
                "	What is your parentage?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Above my fortunes, yet my state is well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am a gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	                  Get you to your lord;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot love him: let him send no more;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless, perchance, you come to me again," & @CRLF & _
                "	To tell me how he takes it. Fare you well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I thank you for your pains: spend this for me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	I am no fee'd post, lady; keep your purse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My master, not myself, lacks recompense." & @CRLF & _
                "	Love make his heart of flint that you shall love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let your fervor, like my master's, be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Placed in contempt! Farewell, fair cruelty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	'What is your parentage?'" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Above my fortunes, yet my state is well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am a gentleman.' I'll be sworn thou art;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy tongue, thy face, thy limbs, actions and spirit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do give thee five-fold blazon: not too fast:" & @CRLF & _
                "	soft, soft!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless the master were the man. How now!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even so quickly may one catch the plague?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks I feel this youth's perfections" & @CRLF & _
                "	With an invisible and subtle stealth" & @CRLF & _
                "	To creep in at mine eyes. Well, let it be." & @CRLF & _
                "	What ho, Malvolio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter MALVOLIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	                  Here, madam, at your service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Run after that same peevish messenger," & @CRLF & _
                "	The county's man: he left this ring behind him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would I or not: tell him I'll none of it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Desire him not to flatter with his lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor hold him up with hopes; I am not for him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If that the youth will come this way to-morrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll give him reasons for't: hie thee, Malvolio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Madam, I will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	I do I know not what, and fear to find" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine eye too great a flatterer for my mind." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fate, show thy force: ourselves we do not owe;" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is decreed must be, and be this so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TWELFTH NIGHT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The sea-coast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANTONIO and SEBASTIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Will you stay no longer? nor will you not that I go with you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	By your patience, no. My stars shine darkly over" & @CRLF & _
                "	me: the malignancy of my fate might perhaps" & @CRLF & _
                "	distemper yours; therefore I shall crave of you your" & @CRLF & _
                "	leave that I may bear my evils alone: it were a bad" & @CRLF & _
                "	recompense for your love, to lay any of them on you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO: Let me yet know of you whither you are bound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	No, sooth, sir: my determinate voyage is mere" & @CRLF & _
                "	extravagancy. But I perceive in you so excellent a" & @CRLF & _
                "	touch of modesty, that you will not extort from me" & @CRLF & _
                "	what I am willing to keep in; therefore it charges" & @CRLF & _
                "	me in manners the rather to express myself. You" & @CRLF & _
                "	must know of me then, Antonio, my name is Sebastian," & @CRLF & _
                "	which I called Roderigo. My father was that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sebastian of Messaline, whom I know you have heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	of. He left behind him myself and a sister, both" & @CRLF & _
                "	born in an hour: if the heavens had been pleased," & @CRLF & _
                "	would we had so ended! but you, sir, altered that;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for some hour before you took me from the breach of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the sea was my sister drowned." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Alas the day!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	A lady, sir, though it was said she much resembled" & @CRLF & _
                "	me, was yet of many accounted beautiful: but," & @CRLF & _
                "	though I could not with such estimable wonder" & @CRLF & _
                "	overfar believe that, yet thus far I will boldly" & @CRLF & _
                "	publish her; she bore a mind that envy could not but" & @CRLF & _
                "	call fair. She is drowned already, sir, with salt" & @CRLF & _
                "	water, though I seem to drown her remembrance again with more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Pardon me, sir, your bad entertainment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	O good Antonio, forgive me your trouble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	If you will not murder me for my love, let me be" & @CRLF & _
                "	your servant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	If you will not undo what you have done, that is," & @CRLF & _
                "	kill him whom you have recovered, desire it not." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fare ye well at once: my bosom is full of kindness," & @CRLF & _
                "	and I am yet so near the manners of my mother, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	upon the least occasion more mine eyes will tell" & @CRLF & _
                "	tales of me. I am bound to the Count Orsino's court: farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	The gentleness of all the gods go with thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have many enemies in Orsino's court," & @CRLF & _
                "	Else would I very shortly see thee there." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, come what may, I do adore thee so," & @CRLF & _
                "	That danger shall seem sport, and I will go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TWELFTH NIGHT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter VIOLA, MALVOLIO following]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Were not you even now with the Countess Olivia?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Even now, sir; on a moderate pace I have since" & @CRLF & _
                "	arrived but hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	She returns this ring to you, sir: you might have" & @CRLF & _
                "	saved me my pains, to have taken it away yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "	She adds, moreover, that you should put your lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	into a desperate assurance she will none of him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	and one thing more, that you be never so hardy to" & @CRLF & _
                "	come again in his affairs, unless it be to report" & @CRLF & _
                "	your lord's taking of this. Receive it so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	She took the ring of me: I'll none of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Come, sir, you peevishly threw it to her; and her" & @CRLF & _
                "	will is, it should be so returned: if it be worth" & @CRLF & _
                "	stooping for, there it lies in your eye; if not, be" & @CRLF & _
                "	it his that finds it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	I left no ring with her: what means this lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fortune forbid my outside have not charm'd her!" & @CRLF & _
                "	She made good view of me; indeed, so much," & @CRLF & _
                "	That sure methought her eyes had lost her tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "	For she did speak in starts distractedly." & @CRLF & _
                "	She loves me, sure; the cunning of her passion" & @CRLF & _
                "	Invites me in this churlish messenger." & @CRLF & _
                "	None of my lord's ring! why, he sent her none." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am the man: if it be so, as 'tis," & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor lady, she were better love a dream." & @CRLF & _
                "	Disguise, I see, thou art a wickedness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein the pregnant enemy does much." & @CRLF & _
                "	How easy is it for the proper-false" & @CRLF & _
                "	In women's waxen hearts to set their forms!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, our frailty is the cause, not we!" & @CRLF & _
                "	For such as we are made of, such we be." & @CRLF & _
                "	How will this fadge? my master loves her dearly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I, poor monster, fond as much on him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And she, mistaken, seems to dote on me." & @CRLF & _
                "	What will become of this? As I am man," & @CRLF & _
                "	My state is desperate for my master's love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I am woman,--now alas the day!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	What thriftless sighs shall poor Olivia breathe!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O time! thou must untangle this, not I;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is too hard a knot for me to untie!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TWELFTH NIGHT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	OLIVIA's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR TOBY BELCH and SIR ANDREW]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Approach, Sir Andrew: not to be abed after" & @CRLF & _
                "	midnight is to be up betimes; and 'diluculo" & @CRLF & _
                "	surgere,' thou know'st,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Nay, my troth, I know not: but I know, to be up" & @CRLF & _
                "	late is to be up late." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	A false conclusion: I hate it as an unfilled can." & @CRLF & _
                "	To be up after midnight and to go to bed then, is" & @CRLF & _
                "	early: so that to go to bed after midnight is to go" & @CRLF & _
                "	to bed betimes. Does not our life consist of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	four elements?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Faith, so they say; but I think it rather consists" & @CRLF & _
                "	of eating and drinking." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Thou'rt a scholar; let us therefore eat and drink." & @CRLF & _
                "	Marian, I say! a stoup of wine!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Clown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Here comes the fool, i' faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	How now, my hearts! did you never see the picture" & @CRLF & _
                "	of 'we three'?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Welcome, ass. Now let's have a catch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	By my troth, the fool has an excellent breast. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	had rather than forty shillings I had such a leg," & @CRLF & _
                "	and so sweet a breath to sing, as the fool has. In" & @CRLF & _
                "	sooth, thou wast in very gracious fooling last" & @CRLF & _
                "	night, when thou spokest of Pigrogromitus, of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Vapians passing the equinoctial of Queubus: 'twas" & @CRLF & _
                "	very good, i' faith. I sent thee sixpence for thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	leman: hadst it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I did impeticos thy gratillity; for Malvolio's nose" & @CRLF & _
                "	is no whipstock: my lady has a white hand, and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myrmidons are no bottle-ale houses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Excellent! why, this is the best fooling, when all" & @CRLF & _
                "	is done. Now, a song." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Come on; there is sixpence for you: let's have a song." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	There's a testril of me too: if one knight give a--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Would you have a love-song, or a song of good life?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	A love-song, a love-song." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Ay, ay: I care not for good life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	O mistress mine, where are you roaming?" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, stay and hear; your true love's coming," & @CRLF & _
                "	That can sing both high and low:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Trip no further, pretty sweeting;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Journeys end in lovers meeting," & @CRLF & _
                "	Every wise man's son doth know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Excellent good, i' faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Good, good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What is love? 'tis not hereafter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Present mirth hath present laughter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	What's to come is still unsure:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In delay there lies no plenty;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Youth's a stuff will not endure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	A mellifluous voice, as I am true knight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	A contagious breath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Very sweet and contagious, i' faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	To hear by the nose, it is dulcet in contagion." & @CRLF & _
                "	But shall we make the welkin dance indeed? shall we" & @CRLF & _
                "	rouse the night-owl in a catch that will draw three" & @CRLF & _
                "	souls out of one weaver? shall we do that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	An you love me, let's do't: I am dog at a catch." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	By'r lady, sir, and some dogs will catch well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Most certain. Let our catch be, 'Thou knave.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	'Hold thy peace, thou knave,' knight? I shall be" & @CRLF & _
                "	constrained in't to call thee knave, knight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	'Tis not the first time I have constrained one to" & @CRLF & _
                "	call me knave. Begin, fool: it begins 'Hold thy peace.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I shall never begin if I hold my peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Good, i' faith. Come, begin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Catch sung]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	What a caterwauling do you keep here! If my lady" & @CRLF & _
                "	have not called up her steward Malvolio and bid him" & @CRLF & _
                "	turn you out of doors, never trust me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	My lady's a Cataian, we are politicians, Malvolio's" & @CRLF & _
                "	a Peg-a-Ramsey, and 'Three merry men be we.' Am not" & @CRLF & _
                "	I consanguineous? am I not of her blood?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tillyvally. Lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'There dwelt a man in Babylon, lady, lady!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Beshrew me, the knight's in admirable fooling." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Ay, he does well enough if he be disposed, and so do" & @CRLF & _
                "	I too: he does it with a better grace, but I do it" & @CRLF & _
                "	more natural." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	[Sings]  'O, the twelfth day of December,'--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	For the love o' God, peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MALVOLIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	My masters, are you mad? or what are you? Have ye" & @CRLF & _
                "	no wit, manners, nor honesty, but to gabble like" & @CRLF & _
                "	tinkers at this time of night? Do ye make an" & @CRLF & _
                "	alehouse of my lady's house, that ye squeak out your" & @CRLF & _
                "	coziers' catches without any mitigation or remorse" & @CRLF & _
                "	of voice? Is there no respect of place, persons, nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	time in you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	We did keep time, sir, in our catches. Sneck up!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Sir Toby, I must be round with you. My lady bade me" & @CRLF & _
                "	tell you, that, though she harbours you as her" & @CRLF & _
                "	kinsman, she's nothing allied to your disorders. If" & @CRLF & _
                "	you can separate yourself and your misdemeanors, you" & @CRLF & _
                "	are welcome to the house; if not, an it would please" & @CRLF & _
                "	you to take leave of her, she is very willing to bid" & @CRLF & _
                "	you farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	'Farewell, dear heart, since I must needs be gone.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Nay, good Sir Toby." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	'His eyes do show his days are almost done.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Is't even so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	'But I will never die.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Sir Toby, there you lie." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	This is much credit to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	'Shall I bid him go?'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	'What an if you do?'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	'Shall I bid him go, and spare not?'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	'O no, no, no, no, you dare not.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Out o' tune, sir: ye lie. Art any more than a" & @CRLF & _
                "	steward? Dost thou think, because thou art" & @CRLF & _
                "	virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Yes, by Saint Anne, and ginger shall be hot i' the" & @CRLF & _
                "	mouth too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Thou'rt i' the right. Go, sir, rub your chain with" & @CRLF & _
                "	crumbs. A stoup of wine, Maria!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Mistress Mary, if you prized my lady's favour at any" & @CRLF & _
                "	thing more than contempt, you would not give means" & @CRLF & _
                "	for this uncivil rule: she shall know of it, by this hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Go shake your ears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	'Twere as good a deed as to drink when a man's" & @CRLF & _
                "	a-hungry, to challenge him the field, and then to" & @CRLF & _
                "	break promise with him and make a fool of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Do't, knight: I'll write thee a challenge: or I'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	deliver thy indignation to him by word of mouth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Sweet Sir Toby, be patient for tonight: since the" & @CRLF & _
                "	youth of the count's was today with thy lady, she is" & @CRLF & _
                "	much out of quiet. For Monsieur Malvolio, let me" & @CRLF & _
                "	alone with him: if I do not gull him into a" & @CRLF & _
                "	nayword, and make him a common recreation, do not" & @CRLF & _
                "	think I have wit enough to lie straight in my bed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know I can do it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Possess us, possess us; tell us something of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Marry, sir, sometimes he is a kind of puritan." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	O, if I thought that I'ld beat him like a dog!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	What, for being a puritan? thy exquisite reason," & @CRLF & _
                "	dear knight?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	I have no exquisite reason for't, but I have reason" & @CRLF & _
                "	good enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	The devil a puritan that he is, or any thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	constantly, but a time-pleaser; an affectioned ass," & @CRLF & _
                "	that cons state without book and utters it by great" & @CRLF & _
                "	swarths: the best persuaded of himself, so" & @CRLF & _
                "	crammed, as he thinks, with excellencies, that it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	his grounds of faith that all that look on him love" & @CRLF & _
                "	him; and on that vice in him will my revenge find" & @CRLF & _
                "	notable cause to work." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	What wilt thou do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	I will drop in his way some obscure epistles of" & @CRLF & _
                "	love; wherein, by the colour of his beard, the shape" & @CRLF & _
                "	of his leg, the manner of his gait, the expressure" & @CRLF & _
                "	of his eye, forehead, and complexion, he shall find" & @CRLF & _
                "	himself most feelingly personated. I can write very" & @CRLF & _
                "	like my lady your niece: on a forgotten matter we" & @CRLF & _
                "	can hardly make distinction of our hands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Excellent! I smell a device." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	I have't in my nose too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	He shall think, by the letters that thou wilt drop," & @CRLF & _
                "	that they come from my niece, and that she's in" & @CRLF & _
                "	love with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	My purpose is, indeed, a horse of that colour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	And your horse now would make him an ass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Ass, I doubt not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	O, 'twill be admirable!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Sport royal, I warrant you: I know my physic will" & @CRLF & _
                "	work with him. I will plant you two, and let the" & @CRLF & _
                "	fool make a third, where he shall find the letter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	observe his construction of it. For this night, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	bed, and dream on the event. Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Good night, Penthesilea." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Before me, she's a good wench." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	She's a beagle, true-bred, and one that adores me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	what o' that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	I was adored once too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Let's to bed, knight. Thou hadst need send for" & @CRLF & _
                "	more money." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	If I cannot recover your niece, I am a foul way out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Send for money, knight: if thou hast her not i'" & @CRLF & _
                "	the end, call me cut." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	If I do not, never trust me, take it how you will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Come, come, I'll go burn some sack; 'tis too late" & @CRLF & _
                "	to go to bed now: come, knight; come, knight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TWELFTH NIGHT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	DUKE ORSINO's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE ORSINO, VIOLA, CURIO, and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Give me some music. Now, good morrow, friends." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, good Cesario, but that piece of song," & @CRLF & _
                "	That old and antique song we heard last night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methought it did relieve my passion much," & @CRLF & _
                "	More than light airs and recollected terms" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of these most brisk and giddy-paced times:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, but one verse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURIO	He is not here, so please your lordship that should sing it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Who was it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CURIO	Feste, the jester, my lord; a fool that the lady" & @CRLF & _
                "	Olivia's father took much delight in. He is about the house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Seek him out, and play the tune the while." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit CURIO. Music plays]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come hither, boy: if ever thou shalt love," & @CRLF & _
                "	In the sweet pangs of it remember me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For such as I am all true lovers are," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unstaid and skittish in all motions else," & @CRLF & _
                "	Save in the constant image of the creature" & @CRLF & _
                "	That is beloved. How dost thou like this tune?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	It gives a very echo to the seat" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where Love is throned." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Thou dost speak masterly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My life upon't, young though thou art, thine eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath stay'd upon some favour that it loves:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath it not, boy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	                  A little, by your favour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	What kind of woman is't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Of your complexion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	She is not worth thee, then. What years, i' faith?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	About your years, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Too old by heaven: let still the woman take" & @CRLF & _
                "	An elder than herself: so wears she to him," & @CRLF & _
                "	So sways she level in her husband's heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, boy, however we do praise ourselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm," & @CRLF & _
                "	More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than women's are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	                  I think it well, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Then let thy love be younger than thyself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or thy affection cannot hold the bent;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For women are as roses, whose fair flower" & @CRLF & _
                "	Being once display'd, doth fall that very hour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	And so they are: alas, that they are so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To die, even when they to perfection grow!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter CURIO and Clown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	O, fellow, come, the song we had last night." & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark it, Cesario, it is old and plain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The spinsters and the knitters in the sun" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the free maids that weave their thread with bones" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do use to chant it: it is silly sooth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And dallies with the innocence of love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like the old age." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Are you ready, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Ay; prithee, sing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music]" & @CRLF & _
                "	" & @CRLF & _
                "	SONG." & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Come away, come away, death," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in sad cypress let me be laid;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fly away, fly away breath;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am slain by a fair cruel maid." & @CRLF & _
                "	My shroud of white, stuck all with yew," & @CRLF & _
                "	O, prepare it!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My part of death, no one so true" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did share it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Not a flower, not a flower sweet" & @CRLF & _
                "	On my black coffin let there be strown;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not a friend, not a friend greet" & @CRLF & _
                "	My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thousand thousand sighs to save," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lay me, O, where" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sad true lover never find my grave," & @CRLF & _
                "	To weep there!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	There's for thy pains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	No pains, sir: I take pleasure in singing, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	I'll pay thy pleasure then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Truly, sir, and pleasure will be paid, one time or another." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Give me now leave to leave thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Now, the melancholy god protect thee; and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	tailor make thy doublet of changeable taffeta, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy mind is a very opal. I would have men of such" & @CRLF & _
                "	constancy put to sea, that their business might be" & @CRLF & _
                "	every thing and their intent every where; for that's" & @CRLF & _
                "	it that always makes a good voyage of nothing. Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Let all the rest give place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[CURIO and Attendants retire]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		       Once more, Cesario," & @CRLF & _
                "	Get thee to yond same sovereign cruelty:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell her, my love, more noble than the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Prizes not quantity of dirty lands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The parts that fortune hath bestow'd upon her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell her, I hold as giddily as fortune;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But 'tis that miracle and queen of gems" & @CRLF & _
                "	That nature pranks her in attracts my soul." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	But if she cannot love you, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	I cannot be so answer'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Sooth, but you must." & @CRLF & _
                "	Say that some lady, as perhaps there is," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath for your love a great a pang of heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you have for Olivia: you cannot love her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You tell her so; must she not then be answer'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	There is no woman's sides" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can bide the beating of so strong a passion" & @CRLF & _
                "	As love doth give my heart; no woman's heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	So big, to hold so much; they lack retention" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, their love may be call'd appetite," & @CRLF & _
                "	No motion of the liver, but the palate," & @CRLF & _
                "	That suffer surfeit, cloyment and revolt;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But mine is all as hungry as the sea," & @CRLF & _
                "	And can digest as much: make no compare" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between that love a woman can bear me" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that I owe Olivia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Ay, but I know--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	What dost thou know?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Too well what love women to men may owe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	In faith, they are as true of heart as we." & @CRLF & _
                "	My father had a daughter loved a man," & @CRLF & _
                "	As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should your lordship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	And what's her history?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	A blank, my lord. She never told her love," & @CRLF & _
                "	But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud," & @CRLF & _
                "	Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with a green and yellow melancholy" & @CRLF & _
                "	She sat like patience on a monument," & @CRLF & _
                "	Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed?" & @CRLF & _
                "	We men may say more, swear more: but indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our shows are more than will; for still we prove" & @CRLF & _
                "	Much in our vows, but little in our love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	But died thy sister of her love, my boy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	I am all the daughters of my father's house," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the brothers too: and yet I know not." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir, shall I to this lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Ay, that's the theme." & @CRLF & _
                "	To her in haste; give her this jewel; say," & @CRLF & _
                "	My love can give no place, bide no denay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TWELFTH NIGHT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	OLIVIA's garden." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR TOBY BELCH, SIR ANDREW, and FABIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Come thy ways, Signior Fabian." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	Nay, I'll come: if I lose a scruple of this sport," & @CRLF & _
                "	let me be boiled to death with melancholy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Wouldst thou not be glad to have the niggardly" & @CRLF & _
                "	rascally sheep-biter come by some notable shame?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	I would exult, man: you know, he brought me out o'" & @CRLF & _
                "	favour with my lady about a bear-baiting here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	To anger him we'll have the bear again; and we will" & @CRLF & _
                "	fool him black and blue: shall we not, Sir Andrew?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	An we do not, it is pity of our lives." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Here comes the little villain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, my metal of India!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Get ye all three into the box-tree: Malvolio's" & @CRLF & _
                "	coming down this walk: he has been yonder i' the" & @CRLF & _
                "	sun practising behavior to his own shadow this half" & @CRLF & _
                "	hour: observe him, for the love of mockery; for I" & @CRLF & _
                "	know this letter will make a contemplative idiot of" & @CRLF & _
                "	him. Close, in the name of jesting! Lie thou there," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Throws down a letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	for here comes the trout that must be caught with tickling." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MALVOLIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	'Tis but fortune; all is fortune. Maria once told" & @CRLF & _
                "	me she did affect me: and I have heard herself come" & @CRLF & _
                "	thus near, that, should she fancy, it should be one" & @CRLF & _
                "	of my complexion. Besides, she uses me with a more" & @CRLF & _
                "	exalted respect than any one else that follows her." & @CRLF & _
                "	What should I think on't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Here's an overweening rogue!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	O, peace! Contemplation makes a rare turkey-cock" & @CRLF & _
                "	of him: how he jets under his advanced plumes!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	'Slight, I could so beat the rogue!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Peace, I say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	To be Count Malvolio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Ah, rogue!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Pistol him, pistol him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Peace, peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	There is example for't; the lady of the Strachy" & @CRLF & _
                "	married the yeoman of the wardrobe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Fie on him, Jezebel!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	O, peace! now he's deeply in: look how" & @CRLF & _
                "	imagination blows him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Having been three months married to her, sitting in" & @CRLF & _
                "	my state,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	O, for a stone-bow, to hit him in the eye!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Calling my officers about me, in my branched velvet" & @CRLF & _
                "	gown; having come from a day-bed, where I have left" & @CRLF & _
                "	Olivia sleeping,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Fire and brimstone!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	O, peace, peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	And then to have the humour of state; and after a" & @CRLF & _
                "	demure travel of regard, telling them I know my" & @CRLF & _
                "	place as I would they should do theirs, to for my" & @CRLF & _
                "	kinsman Toby,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Bolts and shackles!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	O peace, peace, peace! now, now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Seven of my people, with an obedient start, make" & @CRLF & _
                "	out for him: I frown the while; and perchance wind" & @CRLF & _
                "	up watch, or play with my--some rich jewel. Toby" & @CRLF & _
                "	approaches; courtesies there to me,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Shall this fellow live?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	Though our silence be drawn from us with cars, yet peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	I extend my hand to him thus, quenching my familiar" & @CRLF & _
                "	smile with an austere regard of control,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	And does not Toby take you a blow o' the lips then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Saying, 'Cousin Toby, my fortunes having cast me on" & @CRLF & _
                "	your niece give me this prerogative of speech,'--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	What, what?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	'You must amend your drunkenness.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Out, scab!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	Nay, patience, or we break the sinews of our plot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	'Besides, you waste the treasure of your time with" & @CRLF & _
                "	a foolish knight,'--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	That's me, I warrant you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	'One Sir Andrew,'--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	I knew 'twas I; for many do call me fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	What employment have we here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Taking up the letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	Now is the woodcock near the gin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	O, peace! and the spirit of humour intimate reading" & @CRLF & _
                "	aloud to him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	By my life, this is my lady's hand these be her" & @CRLF & _
                "	very C's, her U's and her T's and thus makes she her" & @CRLF & _
                "	great P's. It is, in contempt of question, her hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Her C's, her U's and her T's: why that?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	[Reads]  'To the unknown beloved, this, and my good" & @CRLF & _
                "	wishes:'--her very phrases! By your leave, wax." & @CRLF & _
                "	Soft! and the impressure her Lucrece, with which she" & @CRLF & _
                "	uses to seal: 'tis my lady. To whom should this be?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	This wins him, liver and all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Jove knows I love: But who?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lips, do not move;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No man must know." & @CRLF & _
                "	'No man must know.' What follows? the numbers" & @CRLF & _
                "	altered! 'No man must know:' if this should be" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee, Malvolio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Marry, hang thee, brock!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "	I may command where I adore;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But silence, like a Lucrece knife," & @CRLF & _
                "	With bloodless stroke my heart doth gore:" & @CRLF & _
                "	M, O, A, I, doth sway my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	A fustian riddle!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Excellent wench, say I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	'M, O, A, I, doth sway my life.' Nay, but first, let" & @CRLF & _
                "	me see, let me see, let me see." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	What dish o' poison has she dressed him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	And with what wing the staniel cheques at it!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	'I may command where I adore.' Why, she may command" & @CRLF & _
                "	me: I serve her; she is my lady. Why, this is" & @CRLF & _
                "	evident to any formal capacity; there is no" & @CRLF & _
                "	obstruction in this: and the end,--what should" & @CRLF & _
                "	that alphabetical position portend? If I could make" & @CRLF & _
                "	that resemble something in me,--Softly! M, O, A," & @CRLF & _
                "	I,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	O, ay, make up that: he is now at a cold scent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	Sowter will cry upon't for all this, though it be as" & @CRLF & _
                "	rank as a fox." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	M,--Malvolio; M,--why, that begins my name." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	Did not I say he would work it out? the cur is" & @CRLF & _
                "	excellent at faults." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	M,--but then there is no consonancy in the sequel;" & @CRLF & _
                "	that suffers under probation A should follow but O does." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	And O shall end, I hope." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Ay, or I'll cudgel him, and make him cry O!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	And then I comes behind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	Ay, an you had any eye behind you, you might see" & @CRLF & _
                "	more detraction at your heels than fortunes before" & @CRLF & _
                "	you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	M, O, A, I; this simulation is not as the former: and" & @CRLF & _
                "	yet, to crush this a little, it would bow to me, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	every one of these letters are in my name. Soft!" & @CRLF & _
                "	here follows prose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'If this fall into thy hand, revolve. In my stars I" & @CRLF & _
                "	am above thee; but be not afraid of greatness: some" & @CRLF & _
                "	are born great, some achieve greatness, and some" & @CRLF & _
                "	have greatness thrust upon 'em. Thy Fates open" & @CRLF & _
                "	their hands; let thy blood and spirit embrace them;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and, to inure thyself to what thou art like to be," & @CRLF & _
                "	cast thy humble slough and appear fresh. Be" & @CRLF & _
                "	opposite with a kinsman, surly with servants; let" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy tongue tang arguments of state; put thyself into" & @CRLF & _
                "	the trick of singularity: she thus advises thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	that sighs for thee. Remember who commended thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	yellow stockings, and wished to see thee ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	cross-gartered: I say, remember. Go to, thou art" & @CRLF & _
                "	made, if thou desirest to be so; if not, let me see" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee a steward still, the fellow of servants, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	not worthy to touch Fortune's fingers. Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "	She that would alter services with thee," & @CRLF & _
                "		         THE FORTUNATE-UNHAPPY.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Daylight and champaign discovers not more: this is" & @CRLF & _
                "	open. I will be proud, I will read politic authors," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will baffle Sir Toby, I will wash off gross" & @CRLF & _
                "	acquaintance, I will be point-devise the very man." & @CRLF & _
                "	I do not now fool myself, to let imagination jade" & @CRLF & _
                "	me; for every reason excites to this, that my lady" & @CRLF & _
                "	loves me. She did commend my yellow stockings of" & @CRLF & _
                "	late, she did praise my leg being cross-gartered;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and in this she manifests herself to my love, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	with a kind of injunction drives me to these habits" & @CRLF & _
                "	of her liking. I thank my stars I am happy. I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	be strange, stout, in yellow stockings, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	cross-gartered, even with the swiftness of putting" & @CRLF & _
                "	on. Jove and my stars be praised! Here is yet a" & @CRLF & _
                "	postscript." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Thou canst not choose but know who I am. If thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	entertainest my love, let it appear in thy smiling;" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy smiles become thee well; therefore in my" & @CRLF & _
                "	presence still smile, dear my sweet, I prithee.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Jove, I thank thee: I will smile; I will do" & @CRLF & _
                "	everything that thou wilt have me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	I will not give my part of this sport for a pension" & @CRLF & _
                "	of thousands to be paid from the Sophy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	I could marry this wench for this device." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	So could I too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	And ask no other dowry with her but such another jest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Nor I neither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	Here comes my noble gull-catcher." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter MARIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Wilt thou set thy foot o' my neck?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Or o' mine either?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Shall I play my freedom at traytrip, and become thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	bond-slave?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	I' faith, or I either?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Why, thou hast put him in such a dream, that when" & @CRLF & _
                "	the image of it leaves him he must run mad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Nay, but say true; does it work upon him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Like aqua-vitae with a midwife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	If you will then see the fruits of the sport, mark" & @CRLF & _
                "	his first approach before my lady: he will come to" & @CRLF & _
                "	her in yellow stockings, and 'tis a colour she" & @CRLF & _
                "	abhors, and cross-gartered, a fashion she detests;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and he will smile upon her, which will now be so" & @CRLF & _
                "	unsuitable to her disposition, being addicted to a" & @CRLF & _
                "	melancholy as she is, that it cannot but turn him" & @CRLF & _
                "	into a notable contempt. If you will see it, follow" & @CRLF & _
                "	me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	To the gates of Tartar, thou most excellent devil of wit!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	I'll make one too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TWELFTH NIGHT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	OLIVIA's garden." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter VIOLA, and Clown with a tabour]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Save thee, friend, and thy music: dost thou live by" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy tabour?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	No, sir, I live by the church." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Art thou a churchman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	No such matter, sir: I do live by the church; for" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do live at my house, and my house doth stand by" & @CRLF & _
                "	the church." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	So thou mayst say, the king lies by a beggar, if a" & @CRLF & _
                "	beggar dwell near him; or, the church stands by thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	tabour, if thy tabour stand by the church." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	You have said, sir. To see this age! A sentence is" & @CRLF & _
                "	but a cheveril glove to a good wit: how quickly the" & @CRLF & _
                "	wrong side may be turned outward!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Nay, that's certain; they that dally nicely with" & @CRLF & _
                "	words may quickly make them wanton." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I would, therefore, my sister had had no name, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Why, man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Why, sir, her name's a word; and to dally with that" & @CRLF & _
                "	word might make my sister wanton. But indeed words" & @CRLF & _
                "	are very rascals since bonds disgraced them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Thy reason, man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Troth, sir, I can yield you none without words; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	words are grown so false, I am loath to prove" & @CRLF & _
                "	reason with them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	I warrant thou art a merry fellow and carest for nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Not so, sir, I do care for something; but in my" & @CRLF & _
                "	conscience, sir, I do not care for you: if that be" & @CRLF & _
                "	to care for nothing, sir, I would it would make you invisible." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Art not thou the Lady Olivia's fool?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	No, indeed, sir; the Lady Olivia has no folly: she" & @CRLF & _
                "	will keep no fool, sir, till she be married; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	fools are as like husbands as pilchards are to" & @CRLF & _
                "	herrings; the husband's the bigger: I am indeed not" & @CRLF & _
                "	her fool, but her corrupter of words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	I saw thee late at the Count Orsino's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Foolery, sir, does walk about the orb like the sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	it shines every where. I would be sorry, sir, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	the fool should be as oft with your master as with" & @CRLF & _
                "	my mistress: I think I saw your wisdom there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Nay, an thou pass upon me, I'll no more with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold, there's expenses for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Now Jove, in his next commodity of hair, send thee a beard!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	By my troth, I'll tell thee, I am almost sick for" & @CRLF & _
                "	one;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	though I would not have it grow on my chin. Is thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	lady within?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Would not a pair of these have bred, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Yes, being kept together and put to use." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I would play Lord Pandarus of Phrygia, sir, to bring" & @CRLF & _
                "	a Cressida to this Troilus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	I understand you, sir; 'tis well begged." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	The matter, I hope, is not great, sir, begging but" & @CRLF & _
                "	a beggar: Cressida was a beggar. My lady is" & @CRLF & _
                "	within, sir. I will construe to them whence you" & @CRLF & _
                "	come; who you are and what you would are out of my" & @CRLF & _
                "	welkin, I might say 'element,' but the word is over-worn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	This fellow is wise enough to play the fool;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to do that well craves a kind of wit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He must observe their mood on whom he jests," & @CRLF & _
                "	The quality of persons, and the time," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, like the haggard, cheque at every feather" & @CRLF & _
                "	That comes before his eye. This is a practise" & @CRLF & _
                "	As full of labour as a wise man's art" & @CRLF & _
                "	For folly that he wisely shows is fit;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But wise men, folly-fall'n, quite taint their wit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR TOBY BELCH, and SIR ANDREW]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Save you, gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	And you, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Dieu vous garde, monsieur." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Et vous aussi; votre serviteur." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	I hope, sir, you are; and I am yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Will you encounter the house? my niece is desirous" & @CRLF & _
                "	you should enter, if your trade be to her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	I am bound to your niece, sir; I mean, she is the" & @CRLF & _
                "	list of my voyage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Taste your legs, sir; put them to motion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	My legs do better understand me, sir, than I" & @CRLF & _
                "	understand what you mean by bidding me taste my legs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	I mean, to go, sir, to enter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	I will answer you with gait and entrance. But we" & @CRLF & _
                "	are prevented." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OLIVIA and MARIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most excellent accomplished lady, the heavens rain" & @CRLF & _
                "	odours on you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	That youth's a rare courtier: 'Rain odours;' well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	My matter hath no voice, to your own most pregnant" & @CRLF & _
                "	and vouchsafed ear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	'Odours,' 'pregnant' and 'vouchsafed:' I'll get 'em" & @CRLF & _
                "	all three all ready." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Let the garden door be shut, and leave me to my hearing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt SIR TOBY BELCH, SIR ANDREW, and MARIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me your hand, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	My duty, madam, and most humble service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	What is your name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Cesario is your servant's name, fair princess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	My servant, sir! 'Twas never merry world" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since lowly feigning was call'd compliment:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You're servant to the Count Orsino, youth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	And he is yours, and his must needs be yours:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your servant's servant is your servant, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	For him, I think not on him: for his thoughts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would they were blanks, rather than fill'd with me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Madam, I come to whet your gentle thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	On his behalf." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	                  O, by your leave, I pray you," & @CRLF & _
                "	I bade you never speak again of him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, would you undertake another suit," & @CRLF & _
                "	I had rather hear you to solicit that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than music from the spheres." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Dear lady,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Give me leave, beseech you. I did send," & @CRLF & _
                "	After the last enchantment you did here," & @CRLF & _
                "	A ring in chase of you: so did I abuse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself, my servant and, I fear me, you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under your hard construction must I sit," & @CRLF & _
                "	To force that on you, in a shameful cunning," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which you knew none of yours: what might you think?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have you not set mine honour at the stake" & @CRLF & _
                "	And baited it with all the unmuzzled thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	That tyrannous heart can think? To one of your receiving" & @CRLF & _
                "	Enough is shown: a cypress, not a bosom," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hideth my heart. So, let me hear you speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	I pity you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	          That's a degree to love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	No, not a grize; for 'tis a vulgar proof," & @CRLF & _
                "	That very oft we pity enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Why, then, methinks 'tis time to smile again." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, world, how apt the poor are to be proud!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If one should be a prey, how much the better" & @CRLF & _
                "	To fall before the lion than the wolf!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Clock strikes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The clock upbraids me with the waste of time." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not afraid, good youth, I will not have you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet, when wit and youth is come to harvest," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your were is alike to reap a proper man:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There lies your way, due west." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Then westward-ho! Grace and good disposition" & @CRLF & _
                "	Attend your ladyship!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You'll nothing, madam, to my lord by me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Stay:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, tell me what thou thinkest of me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	That you do think you are not what you are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	If I think so, I think the same of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Then think you right: I am not what I am." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	I would you were as I would have you be!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Would it be better, madam, than I am?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I wish it might, for now I am your fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	O, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful" & @CRLF & _
                "	In the contempt and anger of his lip!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A murderous guilt shows not itself more soon" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than love that would seem hid: love's night is noon." & @CRLF & _
                "	Cesario, by the roses of the spring," & @CRLF & _
                "	By maidhood, honour, truth and every thing," & @CRLF & _
                "	I love thee so, that, maugre all thy pride," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor wit nor reason can my passion hide." & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not extort thy reasons from this clause," & @CRLF & _
                "	For that I woo, thou therefore hast no cause," & @CRLF & _
                "	But rather reason thus with reason fetter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Love sought is good, but given unsought better." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	By innocence I swear, and by my youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have one heart, one bosom and one truth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that no woman has; nor never none" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall mistress be of it, save I alone." & @CRLF & _
                "	And so adieu, good madam: never more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will I my master's tears to you deplore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Yet come again; for thou perhaps mayst move" & @CRLF & _
                "	That heart, which now abhors, to like his love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TWELFTH NIGHT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	OLIVIA's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR TOBY BELCH, SIR ANDREW, and FABIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	No, faith, I'll not stay a jot longer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Thy reason, dear venom, give thy reason." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	You must needs yield your reason, Sir Andrew." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Marry, I saw your niece do more favours to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	count's serving-man than ever she bestowed upon me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw't i' the orchard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Did she see thee the while, old boy? tell me that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	As plain as I see you now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	This was a great argument of love in her toward you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	'Slight, will you make an ass o' me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	I will prove it legitimate, sir, upon the oaths of" & @CRLF & _
                "	judgment and reason." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	And they have been grand-jury-men since before Noah" & @CRLF & _
                "	was a sailor." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	She did show favour to the youth in your sight only" & @CRLF & _
                "	to exasperate you, to awake your dormouse valour, to" & @CRLF & _
                "	put fire in your heart and brimstone in your liver." & @CRLF & _
                "	You should then have accosted her; and with some" & @CRLF & _
                "	excellent jests, fire-new from the mint, you should" & @CRLF & _
                "	have banged the youth into dumbness. This was" & @CRLF & _
                "	looked for at your hand, and this was balked: the" & @CRLF & _
                "	double gilt of this opportunity you let time wash" & @CRLF & _
                "	off, and you are now sailed into the north of my" & @CRLF & _
                "	lady's opinion; where you will hang like an icicle" & @CRLF & _
                "	on a Dutchman's beard, unless you do redeem it by" & @CRLF & _
                "	some laudable attempt either of valour or policy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	An't be any way, it must be with valour; for policy" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hate: I had as lief be a Brownist as a" & @CRLF & _
                "	politician." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Why, then, build me thy fortunes upon the basis of" & @CRLF & _
                "	valour. Challenge me the count's youth to fight" & @CRLF & _
                "	with him; hurt him in eleven places: my niece shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	take note of it; and assure thyself, there is no" & @CRLF & _
                "	love-broker in the world can more prevail in man's" & @CRLF & _
                "	commendation with woman than report of valour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	There is no way but this, Sir Andrew." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Will either of you bear me a challenge to him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Go, write it in a martial hand; be curst and brief;" & @CRLF & _
                "	it is no matter how witty, so it be eloquent and fun" & @CRLF & _
                "	of invention: taunt him with the licence of ink:" & @CRLF & _
                "	if thou thou'st him some thrice, it shall not be" & @CRLF & _
                "	amiss; and as many lies as will lie in thy sheet of" & @CRLF & _
                "	paper, although the sheet were big enough for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	bed of Ware in England, set 'em down: go, about it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let there be gall enough in thy ink, though thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	write with a goose-pen, no matter: about it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Where shall I find you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	We'll call thee at the cubiculo: go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit SIR ANDREW]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	This is a dear manikin to you, Sir Toby." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	I have been dear to him, lad, some two thousand" & @CRLF & _
                "	strong, or so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	We shall have a rare letter from him: but you'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	not deliver't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Never trust me, then; and by all means stir on the" & @CRLF & _
                "	youth to an answer. I think oxen and wainropes" & @CRLF & _
                "	cannot hale them together. For Andrew, if he were" & @CRLF & _
                "	opened, and you find so much blood in his liver as" & @CRLF & _
                "	will clog the foot of a flea, I'll eat the rest of" & @CRLF & _
                "	the anatomy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	And his opposite, the youth, bears in his visage no" & @CRLF & _
                "	great presage of cruelty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Look, where the youngest wren of nine comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	If you desire the spleen, and will laugh yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	into stitches, follow me. Yond gull Malvolio is" & @CRLF & _
                "	turned heathen, a very renegado; for there is no" & @CRLF & _
                "	Christian, that means to be saved by believing" & @CRLF & _
                "	rightly, can ever believe such impossible passages" & @CRLF & _
                "	of grossness. He's in yellow stockings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	And cross-gartered?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Most villanously; like a pedant that keeps a school" & @CRLF & _
                "	i' the church. I have dogged him, like his" & @CRLF & _
                "	murderer. He does obey every point of the letter" & @CRLF & _
                "	that I dropped to betray him: he does smile his" & @CRLF & _
                "	face into more lines than is in the new map with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	augmentation of the Indies: you have not seen such" & @CRLF & _
                "	a thing as 'tis. I can hardly forbear hurling things" & @CRLF & _
                "	at him. I know my lady will strike him: if she do," & @CRLF & _
                "	he'll smile and take't for a great favour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Come, bring us, bring us where he is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TWELFTH NIGHT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SEBASTIAN and ANTONIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	I would not by my will have troubled you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, since you make your pleasure of your pains," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will no further chide you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	I could not stay behind you: my desire," & @CRLF & _
                "	More sharp than filed steel, did spur me forth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not all love to see you, though so much" & @CRLF & _
                "	As might have drawn one to a longer voyage," & @CRLF & _
                "	But jealousy what might befall your travel," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being skilless in these parts; which to a stranger," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unguided and unfriended, often prove" & @CRLF & _
                "	Rough and unhospitable: my willing love," & @CRLF & _
                "	The rather by these arguments of fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Set forth in your pursuit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	My kind Antonio," & @CRLF & _
                "	I can no other answer make but thanks," & @CRLF & _
                "	And thanks; and ever [         ] oft good turns" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are shuffled off with such uncurrent pay:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, were my worth as is my conscience firm," & @CRLF & _
                "	You should find better dealing. What's to do?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall we go see the reliques of this town?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	To-morrow, sir: best first go see your lodging." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	I am not weary, and 'tis long to night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray you, let us satisfy our eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	With the memorials and the things of fame" & @CRLF & _
                "	That do renown this city." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Would you'ld pardon me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do not without danger walk these streets:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Once, in a sea-fight, 'gainst the count his galleys" & @CRLF & _
                "	I did some service; of such note indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "	That were I ta'en here it would scarce be answer'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Belike you slew great number of his people." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	The offence is not of such a bloody nature;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Albeit the quality of the time and quarrel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might well have given us bloody argument." & @CRLF & _
                "	It might have since been answer'd in repaying" & @CRLF & _
                "	What we took from them; which, for traffic's sake," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most of our city did: only myself stood out;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For which, if I be lapsed in this place," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall pay dear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	                  Do not then walk too open." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	It doth not fit me. Hold, sir, here's my purse." & @CRLF & _
                "	In the south suburbs, at the Elephant," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is best to lodge: I will bespeak our diet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles you beguile the time and feed your knowledge" & @CRLF & _
                "	With viewing of the town: there shall you have me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Why I your purse?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Haply your eye shall light upon some toy" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have desire to purchase; and your store," & @CRLF & _
                "	I think, is not for idle markets, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	I'll be your purse-bearer and leave you" & @CRLF & _
                "	For an hour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	To the Elephant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	                  I do remember." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TWELFTH NIGHT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	OLIVIA's garden." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OLIVIA and MARIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	I have sent after him: he says he'll come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	How shall I feast him? what bestow of him?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For youth is bought more oft than begg'd or borrow'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	I speak too loud." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is Malvolio? he is sad and civil," & @CRLF & _
                "	And suits well for a servant with my fortunes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where is Malvolio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	He's coming, madam; but in very strange manner. He" & @CRLF & _
                "	is, sure, possessed, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Why, what's the matter? does he rave?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	No. madam, he does nothing but smile: your" & @CRLF & _
                "	ladyship were best to have some guard about you, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	he come; for, sure, the man is tainted in's wits." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Go call him hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit MARIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am as mad as he," & @CRLF & _
                "	If sad and merry madness equal be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter MARIA, with MALVOLIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, Malvolio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Sweet lady, ho, ho." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Smilest thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I sent for thee upon a sad occasion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Sad, lady! I could be sad: this does make some" & @CRLF & _
                "	obstruction in the blood, this cross-gartering; but" & @CRLF & _
                "	what of that? if it please the eye of one, it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	with me as the very true sonnet is, 'Please one, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	please all.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Why, how dost thou, man? what is the matter with thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Not black in my mind, though yellow in my legs. It" & @CRLF & _
                "	did come to his hands, and commands shall be" & @CRLF & _
                "	executed: I think we do know the sweet Roman hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Wilt thou go to bed, Malvolio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	To bed! ay, sweet-heart, and I'll come to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	God comfort thee! Why dost thou smile so and kiss" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy hand so oft?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	How do you, Malvolio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	At your request! yes; nightingales answer daws." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Why appear you with this ridiculous boldness before my lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	'Be not afraid of greatness:' 'twas well writ." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	What meanest thou by that, Malvolio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	'Some are born great,'--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	'Some achieve greatness,'--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	What sayest thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	'And some have greatness thrust upon them.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Heaven restore thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	'Remember who commended thy yellow stockings,'--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Thy yellow stockings!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	'And wished to see thee cross-gartered.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Cross-gartered!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	'Go to thou art made, if thou desirest to be so;'--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Am I made?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	'If not, let me see thee a servant still.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Why, this is very midsummer madness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Madam, the young gentleman of the Count Orsino's is" & @CRLF & _
                "	returned: I could hardly entreat him back: he" & @CRLF & _
                "	attends your ladyship's pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	I'll come to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good Maria, let this fellow be looked to. Where's" & @CRLF & _
                "	my cousin Toby? Let some of my people have a special" & @CRLF & _
                "	care of him: I would not have him miscarry for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	half of my dowry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt OLIVIA and MARIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	O, ho! do you come near me now? no worse man than" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Toby to look to me! This concurs directly with" & @CRLF & _
                "	the letter: she sends him on purpose, that I may" & @CRLF & _
                "	appear stubborn to him; for she incites me to that" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the letter. 'Cast thy humble slough,' says she;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'be opposite with a kinsman, surly with servants;" & @CRLF & _
                "	let thy tongue tang with arguments of state; put" & @CRLF & _
                "	thyself into the trick of singularity;' and" & @CRLF & _
                "	consequently sets down the manner how; as, a sad" & @CRLF & _
                "	face, a reverend carriage, a slow tongue, in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	habit of some sir of note, and so forth. I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	limed her; but it is Jove's doing, and Jove make me" & @CRLF & _
                "	thankful! And when she went away now, 'Let this" & @CRLF & _
                "	fellow be looked to:' fellow! not Malvolio, nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	after my degree, but fellow. Why, every thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	adheres together, that no dram of a scruple, no" & @CRLF & _
                "	scruple of a scruple, no obstacle, no incredulous" & @CRLF & _
                "	or unsafe circumstance--What can be said? Nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	that can be can come between me and the full" & @CRLF & _
                "	prospect of my hopes. Well, Jove, not I, is the" & @CRLF & _
                "	doer of this, and he is to be thanked." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter MARIA, with SIR TOBY BELCH and FABIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Which way is he, in the name of sanctity? If all" & @CRLF & _
                "	the devils of hell be drawn in little, and Legion" & @CRLF & _
                "	himself possessed him, yet I'll speak to him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	Here he is, here he is. How is't with you, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "	how is't with you, man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Go off; I discard you: let me enjoy my private: go" & @CRLF & _
                "	off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Lo, how hollow the fiend speaks within him! did not" & @CRLF & _
                "	I tell you? Sir Toby, my lady prays you to have a" & @CRLF & _
                "	care of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Ah, ha! does she so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Go to, go to; peace, peace; we must deal gently" & @CRLF & _
                "	with him: let me alone. How do you, Malvolio? how" & @CRLF & _
                "	is't with you? What, man! defy the devil:" & @CRLF & _
                "	consider, he's an enemy to mankind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Do you know what you say?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	La you, an you speak ill of the devil, how he takes" & @CRLF & _
                "	it at heart! Pray God, he be not bewitched!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	Carry his water to the wise woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Marry, and it shall be done to-morrow morning, if I" & @CRLF & _
                "	live. My lady would not lose him for more than I'll say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	How now, mistress!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	O Lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Prithee, hold thy peace; this is not the way: do" & @CRLF & _
                "	you not see you move him? let me alone with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	No way but gentleness; gently, gently: the fiend is" & @CRLF & _
                "	rough, and will not be roughly used." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Why, how now, my bawcock! how dost thou, chuck?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Sir!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Ay, Biddy, come with me. What, man! 'tis not for" & @CRLF & _
                "	gravity to play at cherry-pit with Satan: hang" & @CRLF & _
                "	him, foul collier!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Get him to say his prayers, good Sir Toby, get him to pray." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	My prayers, minx!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	No, I warrant you, he will not hear of godliness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Go, hang yourselves all! you are idle shallow" & @CRLF & _
                "	things: I am not of your element: you shall know" & @CRLF & _
                "	more hereafter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Is't possible?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	If this were played upon a stage now, I could" & @CRLF & _
                "	condemn it as an improbable fiction." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	His very genius hath taken the infection of the device, man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Nay, pursue him now, lest the device take air and taint." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	Why, we shall make him mad indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	The house will be the quieter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Come, we'll have him in a dark room and bound. My" & @CRLF & _
                "	niece is already in the belief that he's mad: we" & @CRLF & _
                "	may carry it thus, for our pleasure and his penance," & @CRLF & _
                "	till our very pastime, tired out of breath, prompt" & @CRLF & _
                "	us to have mercy on him: at which time we will" & @CRLF & _
                "	bring the device to the bar and crown thee for a" & @CRLF & _
                "	finder of madmen. But see, but see." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR ANDREW]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	More matter for a May morning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Here's the challenge, read it: warrant there's" & @CRLF & _
                "	vinegar and pepper in't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	Is't so saucy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Ay, is't, I warrant him: do but read." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Give me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Youth, whatsoever thou art, thou art but a scurvy fellow.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	Good, and valiant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	[Reads]  'Wonder not, nor admire not in thy mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	why I do call thee so, for I will show thee no reason for't.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	A good note; that keeps you from the blow of the law." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	[Reads]  'Thou comest to the lady Olivia, and in my" & @CRLF & _
                "	sight she uses thee kindly: but thou liest in thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	throat; that is not the matter I challenge thee for.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	Very brief, and to exceeding good sense--less." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	[Reads]  'I will waylay thee going home; where if it" & @CRLF & _
                "	be thy chance to kill me,'--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	Good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	[Reads]  'Thou killest me like a rogue and a villain.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	Still you keep o' the windy side of the law: good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	[Reads]  'Fare thee well; and God have mercy upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	one of our souls! He may have mercy upon mine; but" & @CRLF & _
                "	my hope is better, and so look to thyself. Thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	friend, as thou usest him, and thy sworn enemy," & @CRLF & _
                "		                  ANDREW AGUECHEEK." & @CRLF & _
                "	If this letter move him not, his legs cannot:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll give't him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	You may have very fit occasion for't: he is now in" & @CRLF & _
                "	some commerce with my lady, and will by and by depart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Go, Sir Andrew: scout me for him at the corner the" & @CRLF & _
                "	orchard like a bum-baily: so soon as ever thou seest" & @CRLF & _
                "	him, draw; and, as thou drawest swear horrible; for" & @CRLF & _
                "	it comes to pass oft that a terrible oath, with a" & @CRLF & _
                "	swaggering accent sharply twanged off, gives manhood" & @CRLF & _
                "	more approbation than ever proof itself would have" & @CRLF & _
                "	earned him. Away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Nay, let me alone for swearing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Now will not I deliver his letter: for the behavior" & @CRLF & _
                "	of the young gentleman gives him out to be of good" & @CRLF & _
                "	capacity and breeding; his employment between his" & @CRLF & _
                "	lord and my niece confirms no less: therefore this" & @CRLF & _
                "	letter, being so excellently ignorant, will breed no" & @CRLF & _
                "	terror in the youth: he will find it comes from a" & @CRLF & _
                "	clodpole. But, sir, I will deliver his challenge by" & @CRLF & _
                "	word of mouth; set upon Aguecheek a notable report" & @CRLF & _
                "	of valour; and drive the gentleman, as I know his" & @CRLF & _
                "	youth will aptly receive it, into a most hideous" & @CRLF & _
                "	opinion of his rage, skill, fury and impetuosity." & @CRLF & _
                "	This will so fright them both that they will kill" & @CRLF & _
                "	one another by the look, like cockatrices." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter OLIVIA, with VIOLA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	Here he comes with your niece: give them way till" & @CRLF & _
                "	he take leave, and presently after him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	I will meditate the while upon some horrid message" & @CRLF & _
                "	for a challenge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt SIR TOBY BELCH, FABIAN, and MARIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	I have said too much unto a heart of stone" & @CRLF & _
                "	And laid mine honour too unchary out:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's something in me that reproves my fault;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But such a headstrong potent fault it is," & @CRLF & _
                "	That it but mocks reproof." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	With the same 'havior that your passion bears" & @CRLF & _
                "	Goes on my master's grief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Here, wear this jewel for me, 'tis my picture;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Refuse it not; it hath no tongue to vex you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I beseech you come again to-morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "	What shall you ask of me that I'll deny," & @CRLF & _
                "	That honour saved may upon asking give?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Nothing but this; your true love for my master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	How with mine honour may I give him that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I have given to you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	I will acquit you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Well, come again to-morrow: fare thee well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A fiend like thee might bear my soul to hell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter SIR TOBY BELCH and FABIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Gentleman, God save thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	And you, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	That defence thou hast, betake thee to't: of what" & @CRLF & _
                "	nature the wrongs are thou hast done him, I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	not; but thy intercepter, full of despite, bloody as" & @CRLF & _
                "	the hunter, attends thee at the orchard-end:" & @CRLF & _
                "	dismount thy tuck, be yare in thy preparation, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy assailant is quick, skilful and deadly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	You mistake, sir; I am sure no man hath any quarrel" & @CRLF & _
                "	to me: my remembrance is very free and clear from" & @CRLF & _
                "	any image of offence done to any man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	You'll find it otherwise, I assure you: therefore," & @CRLF & _
                "	if you hold your life at any price, betake you to" & @CRLF & _
                "	your guard; for your opposite hath in him what" & @CRLF & _
                "	youth, strength, skill and wrath can furnish man withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	I pray you, sir, what is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	He is knight, dubbed with unhatched rapier and on" & @CRLF & _
                "	carpet consideration; but he is a devil in private" & @CRLF & _
                "	brawl: souls and bodies hath he divorced three; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	his incensement at this moment is so implacable," & @CRLF & _
                "	that satisfaction can be none but by pangs of death" & @CRLF & _
                "	and sepulchre. Hob, nob, is his word; give't or take't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	I will return again into the house and desire some" & @CRLF & _
                "	conduct of the lady. I am no fighter. I have heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	of some kind of men that put quarrels purposely on" & @CRLF & _
                "	others, to taste their valour: belike this is a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	of that quirk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Sir, no; his indignation derives itself out of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	very competent injury: therefore, get you on and" & @CRLF & _
                "	give him his desire. Back you shall not to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	house, unless you undertake that with me which with" & @CRLF & _
                "	as much safety you might answer him: therefore, on," & @CRLF & _
                "	or strip your sword stark naked; for meddle you" & @CRLF & _
                "	must, that's certain, or forswear to wear iron about you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	This is as uncivil as strange. I beseech you, do me" & @CRLF & _
                "	this courteous office, as to know of the knight what" & @CRLF & _
                "	my offence to him is: it is something of my" & @CRLF & _
                "	negligence, nothing of my purpose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	I will do so. Signior Fabian, stay you by this" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentleman till my return." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Pray you, sir, do you know of this matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	I know the knight is incensed against you, even to a" & @CRLF & _
                "	mortal arbitrement; but nothing of the circumstance more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	I beseech you, what manner of man is he?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	Nothing of that wonderful promise, to read him by" & @CRLF & _
                "	his form, as you are like to find him in the proof" & @CRLF & _
                "	of his valour. He is, indeed, sir, the most skilful," & @CRLF & _
                "	bloody and fatal opposite that you could possibly" & @CRLF & _
                "	have found in any part of Illyria. Will you walk" & @CRLF & _
                "	towards him? I will make your peace with him if I" & @CRLF & _
                "	can." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	I shall be much bound to you for't: I am one that" & @CRLF & _
                "	had rather go with sir priest than sir knight: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	care not who knows so much of my mettle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter SIR TOBY BELCH, with SIR ANDREW]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Why, man, he's a very devil; I have not seen such a" & @CRLF & _
                "	firago. I had a pass with him, rapier, scabbard and" & @CRLF & _
                "	all, and he gives me the stuck in with such a mortal" & @CRLF & _
                "	motion, that it is inevitable; and on the answer, he" & @CRLF & _
                "	pays you as surely as your feet hit the ground they" & @CRLF & _
                "	step on. They say he has been fencer to the Sophy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Pox on't, I'll not meddle with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Ay, but he will not now be pacified: Fabian can" & @CRLF & _
                "	scarce hold him yonder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Plague on't, an I thought he had been valiant and so" & @CRLF & _
                "	cunning in fence, I'ld have seen him damned ere I'ld" & @CRLF & _
                "	have challenged him. Let him let the matter slip," & @CRLF & _
                "	and I'll give him my horse, grey Capilet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	I'll make the motion: stand here, make a good show" & @CRLF & _
                "	on't: this shall end without the perdition of souls." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Marry, I'll ride your horse as well as I ride you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter FABIAN and VIOLA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To FABIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have his horse to take up the quarrel:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have persuaded him the youth's a devil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	He is as horribly conceited of him; and pants and" & @CRLF & _
                "	looks pale, as if a bear were at his heels." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	[To VIOLA]  There's no remedy, sir; he will fight" & @CRLF & _
                "	with you for's oath sake: marry, he hath better" & @CRLF & _
                "	bethought him of his quarrel, and he finds that now" & @CRLF & _
                "	scarce to be worth talking of: therefore draw, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	the supportance of his vow; he protests he will not hurt you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	[Aside]  Pray God defend me! A little thing would" & @CRLF & _
                "	make me tell them how much I lack of a man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	Give ground, if you see him furious." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Come, Sir Andrew, there's no remedy; the gentleman" & @CRLF & _
                "	will, for his honour's sake, have one bout with you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	he cannot by the duello avoid it: but he has" & @CRLF & _
                "	promised me, as he is a gentleman and a soldier, he" & @CRLF & _
                "	will not hurt you. Come on; to't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Pray God, he keep his oath!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	I do assure you, 'tis against my will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They draw]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANTONIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Put up your sword. If this young gentleman" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have done offence, I take the fault on me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If you offend him, I for him defy you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	You, sir! why, what are you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	One, sir, that for his love dares yet do more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than you have heard him brag to you he will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Nay, if you be an undertaker, I am for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They draw]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Officers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	O good Sir Toby, hold! here come the officers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	I'll be with you anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Pray, sir, put your sword up, if you please." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Marry, will I, sir; and, for that I promised you," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll be as good as my word: he will bear you easily" & @CRLF & _
                "	and reins well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Officer	This is the man; do thy office." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Officer	Antonio, I arrest thee at the suit of Count Orsino." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	You do mistake me, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Officer	No, sir, no jot; I know your favour well," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though now you have no sea-cap on your head." & @CRLF & _
                "	Take him away: he knows I know him well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	I must obey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To VIOLA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	This comes with seeking you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But there's no remedy; I shall answer it." & @CRLF & _
                "	What will you do, now my necessity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes me to ask you for my purse? It grieves me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Much more for what I cannot do for you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than what befalls myself. You stand amazed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But be of comfort." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Officer	Come, sir, away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	I must entreat of you some of that money." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	What money, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the fair kindness you have show'd me here," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, part, being prompted by your present trouble," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of my lean and low ability" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll lend you something: my having is not much;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll make division of my present with you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold, there's half my coffer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Will you deny me now?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is't possible that my deserts to you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can lack persuasion? Do not tempt my misery," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest that it make me so unsound a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	As to upbraid you with those kindnesses" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have done for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	I know of none;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor know I you by voice or any feature:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hate ingratitude more in a man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or any taint of vice whose strong corruption" & @CRLF & _
                "	Inhabits our frail blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	O heavens themselves!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Officer	Come, sir, I pray you, go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Let me speak a little. This youth that you see here" & @CRLF & _
                "	I snatch'd one half out of the jaws of death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Relieved him with such sanctity of love," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to his image, which methought did promise" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most venerable worth, did I devotion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Officer	What's that to us? The time goes by: away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	But O how vile an idol proves this god" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast, Sebastian, done good feature shame." & @CRLF & _
                "	In nature there's no blemish but the mind;" & @CRLF & _
                "	None can be call'd deform'd but the unkind:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Virtue is beauty, but the beauteous evil" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are empty trunks o'erflourish'd by the devil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Officer	The man grows mad: away with him! Come, come, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Lead me on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit with Officers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Methinks his words do from such passion fly," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he believes himself: so do not I." & @CRLF & _
                "	Prove true, imagination, O, prove true," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I, dear brother, be now ta'en for you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Come hither, knight; come hither, Fabian: we'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	whisper o'er a couplet or two of most sage saws." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	He named Sebastian: I my brother know" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet living in my glass; even such and so" & @CRLF & _
                "	In favour was my brother, and he went" & @CRLF & _
                "	Still in this fashion, colour, ornament," & @CRLF & _
                "	For him I imitate: O, if it prove," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tempests are kind and salt waves fresh in love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	A very dishonest paltry boy, and more a coward than" & @CRLF & _
                "	a hare: his dishonesty appears in leaving his" & @CRLF & _
                "	friend here in necessity and denying him; and for" & @CRLF & _
                "	his cowardship, ask Fabian." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	A coward, a most devout coward, religious in it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	'Slid, I'll after him again and beat him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Do; cuff him soundly, but never draw thy sword." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	An I do not,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	Come, let's see the event." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	I dare lay any money 'twill be nothing yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TWELFTH NIGHT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Before OLIVIA's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SEBASTIAN and Clown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Will you make me believe that I am not sent for you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Go to, go to, thou art a foolish fellow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me be clear of thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Well held out, i' faith! No, I do not know you; nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not sent to you by my lady, to bid you come" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak with her; nor your name is not Master Cesario;" & @CRLF & _
                "	nor this is not my nose neither. Nothing that is so is so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	I prithee, vent thy folly somewhere else: Thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	know'st not me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Vent my folly! he has heard that word of some" & @CRLF & _
                "	great man and now applies it to a fool. Vent my" & @CRLF & _
                "	folly! I am afraid this great lubber, the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	will prove a cockney. I prithee now, ungird thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	strangeness and tell me what I shall vent to my" & @CRLF & _
                "	lady: shall I vent to her that thou art coming?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	I prithee, foolish Greek, depart from me: There's" & @CRLF & _
                "	money for thee: if you tarry longer, I shall give" & @CRLF & _
                "	worse payment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	By my troth, thou hast an open hand. These wise men" & @CRLF & _
                "	that give fools money get themselves a good" & @CRLF & _
                "	report--after fourteen years' purchase." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR ANDREW, SIR TOBY BELCH, and FABIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Now, sir, have I met you again? there's for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Why, there's for thee, and there, and there. Are all" & @CRLF & _
                "	the people mad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Hold, sir, or I'll throw your dagger o'er the house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	This will I tell my lady straight: I would not be" & @CRLF & _
                "	in some of your coats for two pence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Come on, sir; hold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	Nay, let him alone: I'll go another way to work" & @CRLF & _
                "	with him; I'll have an action of battery against" & @CRLF & _
                "	him, if there be any law in Illyria: though I" & @CRLF & _
                "	struck him first, yet it's no matter for that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Let go thy hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Come, sir, I will not let you go. Come, my young" & @CRLF & _
                "	soldier, put up your iron: you are well fleshed; come on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	I will be free from thee. What wouldst thou now? If" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou darest tempt me further, draw thy sword." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	What, what? Nay, then I must have an ounce or two" & @CRLF & _
                "	of this malapert blood from you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OLIVIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Hold, Toby; on thy life I charge thee, hold!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Madam!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Will it be ever thus? Ungracious wretch," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fit for the mountains and the barbarous caves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where manners ne'er were preach'd! out of my sight!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be not offended, dear Cesario." & @CRLF & _
                "	Rudesby, be gone!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt SIR TOBY BELCH, SIR ANDREW, and FABIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, gentle friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let thy fair wisdom, not thy passion, sway" & @CRLF & _
                "	In this uncivil and thou unjust extent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against thy peace. Go with me to my house," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hear thou there how many fruitless pranks" & @CRLF & _
                "	This ruffian hath botch'd up, that thou thereby" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mayst smile at this: thou shalt not choose but go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not deny. Beshrew his soul for me," & @CRLF & _
                "	He started one poor heart of mine in thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	What relish is in this? how runs the stream?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I am mad, or else this is a dream:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let fancy still my sense in Lethe steep;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Nay, come, I prithee; would thou'ldst be ruled by me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Madam, I will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	                  O, say so, and so be!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TWELFTH NIGHT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	OLIVIA's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter MARIA and Clown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Nay, I prithee, put on this gown and this beard;" & @CRLF & _
                "	make him believe thou art Sir Topas the curate: do" & @CRLF & _
                "	it quickly; I'll call Sir Toby the whilst." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Well, I'll put it on, and I will dissemble myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	in't; and I would I were the first that ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	dissembled in such a gown. I am not tall enough to" & @CRLF & _
                "	become the function well, nor lean enough to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	thought a good student; but to be said an honest man" & @CRLF & _
                "	and a good housekeeper goes as fairly as to say a" & @CRLF & _
                "	careful man and a great scholar. The competitors enter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR TOBY BELCH and MARIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Jove bless thee, master Parson." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Bonos dies, Sir Toby: for, as the old hermit of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prague, that never saw pen and ink, very wittily" & @CRLF & _
                "	said to a niece of King Gorboduc, 'That that is is;'" & @CRLF & _
                "	so I, being Master Parson, am Master Parson; for," & @CRLF & _
                "	what is 'that' but 'that,' and 'is' but 'is'?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	To him, Sir Topas." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	What, ho, I say! peace in this prison!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	The knave counterfeits well; a good knave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	[Within]  Who calls there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Sir Topas the curate, who comes to visit Malvolio" & @CRLF & _
                "	the lunatic." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Sir Topas, Sir Topas, good Sir Topas, go to my lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Out, hyperbolical fiend! how vexest thou this man!" & @CRLF & _
                "	talkest thou nothing but of ladies?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Well said, Master Parson." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Sir Topas, never was man thus wronged: good Sir" & @CRLF & _
                "	Topas, do not think I am mad: they have laid me" & @CRLF & _
                "	here in hideous darkness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Fie, thou dishonest Satan! I call thee by the most" & @CRLF & _
                "	modest terms; for I am one of those gentle ones" & @CRLF & _
                "	that will use the devil himself with courtesy:" & @CRLF & _
                "	sayest thou that house is dark?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	As hell, Sir Topas." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Why it hath bay windows transparent as barricadoes," & @CRLF & _
                "	and the clearstores toward the south north are as" & @CRLF & _
                "	lustrous as ebony; and yet complainest thou of" & @CRLF & _
                "	obstruction?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	I am not mad, Sir Topas: I say to you, this house is dark." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Madman, thou errest: I say, there is no darkness" & @CRLF & _
                "	but ignorance; in which thou art more puzzled than" & @CRLF & _
                "	the Egyptians in their fog." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	I say, this house is as dark as ignorance, though" & @CRLF & _
                "	ignorance were as dark as hell; and I say, there" & @CRLF & _
                "	was never man thus abused. I am no more mad than you" & @CRLF & _
                "	are: make the trial of it in any constant question." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	What is the opinion of Pythagoras concerning wild fowl?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	That the soul of our grandam might haply inhabit a bird." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	What thinkest thou of his opinion?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	I think nobly of the soul, and no way approve his opinion." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Fare thee well. Remain thou still in darkness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou shalt hold the opinion of Pythagoras ere I will" & @CRLF & _
                "	allow of thy wits, and fear to kill a woodcock, lest" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou dispossess the soul of thy grandam. Fare thee well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Sir Topas, Sir Topas!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	My most exquisite Sir Topas!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Nay, I am for all waters." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MARIA	Thou mightst have done this without thy beard and" & @CRLF & _
                "	gown: he sees thee not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	To him in thine own voice, and bring me word how" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou findest him: I would we were well rid of this" & @CRLF & _
                "	knavery. If he may be conveniently delivered, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	would he were, for I am now so far in offence with" & @CRLF & _
                "	my niece that I cannot pursue with any safety this" & @CRLF & _
                "	sport to the upshot. Come by and by to my chamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt SIR TOBY BELCH and MARIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	[Singing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Hey, Robin, jolly Robin," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me how thy lady does.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Fool!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	'My lady is unkind, perdy.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Fool!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	'Alas, why is she so?'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Fool, I say!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	'She loves another'--Who calls, ha?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Good fool, as ever thou wilt deserve well at my" & @CRLF & _
                "	hand, help me to a candle, and pen, ink and paper:" & @CRLF & _
                "	as I am a gentleman, I will live to be thankful to" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee for't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Master Malvolio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Ay, good fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Alas, sir, how fell you besides your five wits?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Fool, there was never a man so notoriously abused: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	am as well in my wits, fool, as thou art." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	But as well? then you are mad indeed, if you be no" & @CRLF & _
                "	better in your wits than a fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	They have here propertied me; keep me in darkness," & @CRLF & _
                "	send ministers to me, asses, and do all they can to" & @CRLF & _
                "	face me out of my wits." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Advise you what you say; the minister is here." & @CRLF & _
                "	Malvolio, Malvolio, thy wits the heavens restore!" & @CRLF & _
                "	endeavour thyself to sleep, and leave thy vain" & @CRLF & _
                "	bibble babble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Sir Topas!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Maintain no words with him, good fellow. Who, I," & @CRLF & _
                "	sir? not I, sir. God be wi' you, good Sir Topas." & @CRLF & _
                "	Merry, amen. I will, sir, I will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Fool, fool, fool, I say!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Alas, sir, be patient. What say you sir? I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	shent for speaking to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Good fool, help me to some light and some paper: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	tell thee, I am as well in my wits as any man in Illyria." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Well-a-day that you were, sir" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	By this hand, I am. Good fool, some ink, paper and" & @CRLF & _
                "	light; and convey what I will set down to my lady:" & @CRLF & _
                "	it shall advantage thee more than ever the bearing" & @CRLF & _
                "	of letter did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I will help you to't. But tell me true, are you" & @CRLF & _
                "	not mad indeed? or do you but counterfeit?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Believe me, I am not; I tell thee true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Nay, I'll ne'er believe a madman till I see his" & @CRLF & _
                "	brains. I will fetch you light and paper and ink." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Fool, I'll requite it in the highest degree: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	prithee, be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	[Singing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am gone, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	And anon, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll be with you again," & @CRLF & _
                "	In a trice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to the old Vice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your need to sustain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, with dagger of lath," & @CRLF & _
                "	In his rage and his wrath," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cries, ah, ha! to the devil:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like a mad lad," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pare thy nails, dad;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Adieu, good man devil." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TWELFTH NIGHT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	OLIVIA's garden." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SEBASTIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	This is the air; that is the glorious sun;" & @CRLF & _
                "	This pearl she gave me, I do feel't and see't;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And though 'tis wonder that enwraps me thus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet 'tis not madness. Where's Antonio, then?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I could not find him at the Elephant:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet there he was; and there I found this credit," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he did range the town to seek me out." & @CRLF & _
                "	His counsel now might do me golden service;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For though my soul disputes well with my sense," & @CRLF & _
                "	That this may be some error, but no madness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet doth this accident and flood of fortune" & @CRLF & _
                "	So far exceed all instance, all discourse," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I am ready to distrust mine eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wrangle with my reason that persuades me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To any other trust but that I am mad" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else the lady's mad; yet, if 'twere so," & @CRLF & _
                "	She could not sway her house, command her followers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Take and give back affairs and their dispatch" & @CRLF & _
                "	With such a smooth, discreet and stable bearing" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I perceive she does: there's something in't" & @CRLF & _
                "	That is deceiveable. But here the lady comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OLIVIA and Priest]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Blame not this haste of mine. If you mean well," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now go with me and with this holy man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the chantry by: there, before him," & @CRLF & _
                "	And underneath that consecrated roof," & @CRLF & _
                "	Plight me the full assurance of your faith;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That my most jealous and too doubtful soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	May live at peace. He shall conceal it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles you are willing it shall come to note," & @CRLF & _
                "	What time we will our celebration keep" & @CRLF & _
                "	According to my birth. What do you say?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	I'll follow this good man, and go with you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, having sworn truth, ever will be true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Then lead the way, good father; and heavens so shine," & @CRLF & _
                "	That they may fairly note this act of mine!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	TWELFTH NIGHT" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Before OLIVIA's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Clown and FABIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	Now, as thou lovest me, let me see his letter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Good Master Fabian, grant me another request." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	Any thing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Do not desire to see this letter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	This is, to give a dog, and in recompense desire my" & @CRLF & _
                "	dog again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE ORSINO, VIOLA, CURIO, and Lords]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Belong you to the Lady Olivia, friends?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Ay, sir; we are some of her trappings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	I know thee well; how dost thou, my good fellow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Truly, sir, the better for my foes and the worse" & @CRLF & _
                "	for my friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Just the contrary; the better for thy friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	No, sir, the worse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	How can that be?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Marry, sir, they praise me and make an ass of me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	now my foes tell me plainly I am an ass: so that by" & @CRLF & _
                "	my foes, sir I profit in the knowledge of myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	and by my friends, I am abused: so that," & @CRLF & _
                "	conclusions to be as kisses, if your four negatives" & @CRLF & _
                "	make your two affirmatives why then, the worse for" & @CRLF & _
                "	my friends and the better for my foes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Why, this is excellent." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	By my troth, sir, no; though it please you to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	one of my friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Thou shalt not be the worse for me: there's gold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	But that it would be double-dealing, sir, I would" & @CRLF & _
                "	you could make it another." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	O, you give me ill counsel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Put your grace in your pocket, sir, for this once," & @CRLF & _
                "	and let your flesh and blood obey it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Well, I will be so much a sinner, to be a" & @CRLF & _
                "	double-dealer: there's another." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Primo, secundo, tertio, is a good play; and the old" & @CRLF & _
                "	saying is, the third pays for all: the triplex," & @CRLF & _
                "	sir, is a good tripping measure; or the bells of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Saint Bennet, sir, may put you in mind; one, two, three." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	You can fool no more money out of me at this throw:" & @CRLF & _
                "	if you will let your lady know I am here to speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	with her, and bring her along with you, it may awake" & @CRLF & _
                "	my bounty further." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Marry, sir, lullaby to your bounty till I come" & @CRLF & _
                "	again. I go, sir; but I would not have you to think" & @CRLF & _
                "	that my desire of having is the sin of covetousness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	but, as you say, sir, let your bounty take a nap, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will awake it anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Here comes the man, sir, that did rescue me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANTONIO and Officers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	That face of his I do remember well;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, when I saw it last, it was besmear'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	As black as Vulcan in the smoke of war:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A bawbling vessel was he captain of," & @CRLF & _
                "	For shallow draught and bulk unprizable;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With which such scathful grapple did he make" & @CRLF & _
                "	With the most noble bottom of our fleet," & @CRLF & _
                "	That very envy and the tongue of loss" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cried fame and honour on him. What's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Officer	Orsino, this is that Antonio" & @CRLF & _
                "	That took the Phoenix and her fraught from Candy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this is he that did the Tiger board," & @CRLF & _
                "	When your young nephew Titus lost his leg:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here in the streets, desperate of shame and state," & @CRLF & _
                "	In private brabble did we apprehend him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	He did me kindness, sir, drew on my side;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in conclusion put strange speech upon me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know not what 'twas but distraction." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Notable pirate! thou salt-water thief!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What foolish boldness brought thee to their mercies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom thou, in terms so bloody and so dear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast made thine enemies?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Orsino, noble sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be pleased that I shake off these names you give me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Antonio never yet was thief or pirate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though I confess, on base and ground enough," & @CRLF & _
                "	Orsino's enemy. A witchcraft drew me hither:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That most ingrateful boy there by your side," & @CRLF & _
                "	From the rude sea's enraged and foamy mouth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did I redeem; a wreck past hope he was:" & @CRLF & _
                "	His life I gave him and did thereto add" & @CRLF & _
                "	My love, without retention or restraint," & @CRLF & _
                "	All his in dedication; for his sake" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did I expose myself, pure for his love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Into the danger of this adverse town;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Drew to defend him when he was beset:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where being apprehended, his false cunning," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not meaning to partake with me in danger," & @CRLF & _
                "	Taught him to face me out of his acquaintance," & @CRLF & _
                "	And grew a twenty years removed thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	While one would wink; denied me mine own purse," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I had recommended to his use" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not half an hour before." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	How can this be?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	When came he to this town?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	To-day, my lord; and for three months before," & @CRLF & _
                "	No interim, not a minute's vacancy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Both day and night did we keep company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter OLIVIA and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Here comes the countess: now heaven walks on earth." & @CRLF & _
                "	But for thee, fellow; fellow, thy words are madness:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Three months this youth hath tended upon me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But more of that anon. Take him aside." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	What would my lord, but that he may not have," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein Olivia may seem serviceable?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cesario, you do not keep promise with me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Madam!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Gracious Olivia,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	What do you say, Cesario? Good my lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	My lord would speak; my duty hushes me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	If it be aught to the old tune, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is as fat and fulsome to mine ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	As howling after music." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Still so cruel?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Still so constant, lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	What, to perverseness? you uncivil lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	To whose ingrate and unauspicious altars" & @CRLF & _
                "	My soul the faithfull'st offerings hath breathed out" & @CRLF & _
                "	That e'er devotion tender'd! What shall I do?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Even what it please my lord, that shall become him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Why should I not, had I the heart to do it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to the Egyptian thief at point of death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Kill what I love?--a savage jealousy" & @CRLF & _
                "	That sometimes savours nobly. But hear me this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since you to non-regardance cast my faith," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that I partly know the instrument" & @CRLF & _
                "	That screws me from my true place in your favour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Live you the marble-breasted tyrant still;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But this your minion, whom I know you love," & @CRLF & _
                "	And whom, by heaven I swear, I tender dearly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Him will I tear out of that cruel eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where he sits crowned in his master's spite." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, boy, with me; my thoughts are ripe in mischief:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll sacrifice the lamb that I do love," & @CRLF & _
                "	To spite a raven's heart within a dove." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	And I, most jocund, apt and willingly," & @CRLF & _
                "	To do you rest, a thousand deaths would die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Where goes Cesario?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	After him I love" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than I love these eyes, more than my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	More, by all mores, than e'er I shall love wife." & @CRLF & _
                "	If I do feign, you witnesses above" & @CRLF & _
                "	Punish my life for tainting of my love!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Ay me, detested! how am I beguiled!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Who does beguile you? who does do you wrong?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Hast thou forgot thyself? is it so long?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Call forth the holy father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Come, away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Whither, my lord? Cesario, husband, stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Husband!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	       Ay, husband: can he that deny?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Her husband, sirrah!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	No, my lord, not I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Alas, it is the baseness of thy fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	That makes thee strangle thy propriety:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fear not, Cesario; take thy fortunes up;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be that thou know'st thou art, and then thou art" & @CRLF & _
                "	As great as that thou fear'st." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Priest]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		         O, welcome, father!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Father, I charge thee, by thy reverence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here to unfold, though lately we intended" & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep in darkness what occasion now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reveals before 'tis ripe, what thou dost know" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath newly pass'd between this youth and me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Priest	A contract of eternal bond of love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Confirm'd by mutual joinder of your hands," & @CRLF & _
                "	Attested by the holy close of lips," & @CRLF & _
                "	Strengthen'd by interchangement of your rings;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the ceremony of this compact" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seal'd in my function, by my testimony:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since when, my watch hath told me, toward my grave" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have travell'd but two hours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	O thou dissembling cub! what wilt thou be" & @CRLF & _
                "	When time hath sow'd a grizzle on thy case?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or will not else thy craft so quickly grow," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thine own trip shall be thine overthrow?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, and take her; but direct thy feet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where thou and I henceforth may never meet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	My lord, I do protest--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	O, do not swear!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold little faith, though thou hast too much fear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR ANDREW]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	For the love of God, a surgeon! Send one presently" & @CRLF & _
                "	to Sir Toby." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	What's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	He has broke my head across and has given Sir Toby" & @CRLF & _
                "	a bloody coxcomb too: for the love of God, your" & @CRLF & _
                "	help! I had rather than forty pound I were at home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Who has done this, Sir Andrew?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	The count's gentleman, one Cesario: we took him for" & @CRLF & _
                "	a coward, but he's the very devil incardinate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	My gentleman, Cesario?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	'Od's lifelings, here he is! You broke my head for" & @CRLF & _
                "	nothing; and that that I did, I was set on to do't" & @CRLF & _
                "	by Sir Toby." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Why do you speak to me? I never hurt you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You drew your sword upon me without cause;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I bespoke you fair, and hurt you not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	If a bloody coxcomb be a hurt, you have hurt me: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	think you set nothing by a bloody coxcomb." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SIR TOBY BELCH and Clown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes Sir Toby halting; you shall hear more:" & @CRLF & _
                "	but if he had not been in drink, he would have" & @CRLF & _
                "	tickled you othergates than he did." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	How now, gentleman! how is't with you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	That's all one: has hurt me, and there's the end" & @CRLF & _
                "	on't. Sot, didst see Dick surgeon, sot?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	O, he's drunk, Sir Toby, an hour agone; his eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	were set at eight i' the morning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Then he's a rogue, and a passy measures panyn: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	hate a drunken rogue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Away with him! Who hath made this havoc with them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR ANDREW	I'll help you, Sir Toby, because well be dressed together." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SIR TOBY BELCH	Will you help? an ass-head and a coxcomb and a" & @CRLF & _
                "	knave, a thin-faced knave, a gull!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Get him to bed, and let his hurt be look'd to." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Clown, FABIAN, SIR TOBY BELCH, and SIR ANDREW]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SEBASTIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	I am sorry, madam, I have hurt your kinsman:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, had it been the brother of my blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	I must have done no less with wit and safety." & @CRLF & _
                "	You throw a strange regard upon me, and by that" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do perceive it hath offended you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pardon me, sweet one, even for the vows" & @CRLF & _
                "	We made each other but so late ago." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	One face, one voice, one habit, and two persons," & @CRLF & _
                "	A natural perspective, that is and is not!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Antonio, O my dear Antonio!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How have the hours rack'd and tortured me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since I have lost thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Sebastian are you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	                  Fear'st thou that, Antonio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	How have you made division of yourself?" & @CRLF & _
                "	An apple, cleft in two, is not more twin" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than these two creatures. Which is Sebastian?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Most wonderful!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	Do I stand there? I never had a brother;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor can there be that deity in my nature," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of here and every where. I had a sister," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom the blind waves and surges have devour'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	Of charity, what kin are you to me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What countryman? what name? what parentage?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	Of Messaline: Sebastian was my father;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such a Sebastian was my brother too," & @CRLF & _
                "	So went he suited to his watery tomb:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If spirits can assume both form and suit" & @CRLF & _
                "	You come to fright us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	A spirit I am indeed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But am in that dimension grossly clad" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which from the womb I did participate." & @CRLF & _
                "	Were you a woman, as the rest goes even," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should my tears let fall upon your cheek," & @CRLF & _
                "	And say 'Thrice-welcome, drowned Viola!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	My father had a mole upon his brow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	And so had mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	And died that day when Viola from her birth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had number'd thirteen years." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	O, that record is lively in my soul!" & @CRLF & _
                "	He finished indeed his mortal act" & @CRLF & _
                "	That day that made my sister thirteen years." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	If nothing lets to make us happy both" & @CRLF & _
                "	But this my masculine usurp'd attire," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not embrace me till each circumstance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of place, time, fortune, do cohere and jump" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I am Viola: which to confirm," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll bring you to a captain in this town," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where lie my maiden weeds; by whose gentle help" & @CRLF & _
                "	I was preserved to serve this noble count." & @CRLF & _
                "	All the occurrence of my fortune since" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath been between this lady and this lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SEBASTIAN	[To OLIVIA]  So comes it, lady, you have been mistook:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But nature to her bias drew in that." & @CRLF & _
                "	You would have been contracted to a maid;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor are you therein, by my life, deceived," & @CRLF & _
                "	You are betroth'd both to a maid and man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Be not amazed; right noble is his blood." & @CRLF & _
                "	If this be so, as yet the glass seems true," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall have share in this most happy wreck." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To VIOLA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Boy, thou hast said to me a thousand times" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou never shouldst love woman like to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	And all those sayings will I overswear;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And those swearings keep as true in soul" & @CRLF & _
                "	As doth that orbed continent the fire" & @CRLF & _
                "	That severs day from night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Give me thy hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let me see thee in thy woman's weeds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIOLA	The captain that did bring me first on shore" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath my maid's garments: he upon some action" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is now in durance, at Malvolio's suit," & @CRLF & _
                "	A gentleman, and follower of my lady's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	He shall enlarge him: fetch Malvolio hither:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet, alas, now I remember me," & @CRLF & _
                "	They say, poor gentleman, he's much distract." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Clown with a letter, and FABIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A most extracting frenzy of mine own" & @CRLF & _
                "	From my remembrance clearly banish'd his." & @CRLF & _
                "	How does he, sirrah?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Truly, madam, he holds Belzebub at the staves's end as" & @CRLF & _
                "	well as a man in his case may do: has here writ a" & @CRLF & _
                "	letter to you; I should have given't you to-day" & @CRLF & _
                "	morning, but as a madman's epistles are no gospels," & @CRLF & _
                "	so it skills not much when they are delivered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Open't, and read it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Look then to be well edified when the fool delivers" & @CRLF & _
                "	the madman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'By the Lord, madam,'--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	How now! art thou mad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	No, madam, I do but read madness: an your ladyship" & @CRLF & _
                "	will have it as it ought to be, you must allow Vox." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Prithee, read i' thy right wits." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	So I do, madonna; but to read his right wits is to" & @CRLF & _
                "	read thus: therefore perpend, my princess, and give ear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Read it you, sirrah." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To FABIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	[Reads]  'By the Lord, madam, you wrong me, and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	world shall know it: though you have put me into" & @CRLF & _
                "	darkness and given your drunken cousin rule over" & @CRLF & _
                "	me, yet have I the benefit of my senses as well as" & @CRLF & _
                "	your ladyship. I have your own letter that induced" & @CRLF & _
                "	me to the semblance I put on; with the which I doubt" & @CRLF & _
                "	not but to do myself much right, or you much shame." & @CRLF & _
                "	Think of me as you please. I leave my duty a little" & @CRLF & _
                "	unthought of and speak out of my injury." & @CRLF & _
                "		         THE MADLY-USED MALVOLIO.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Did he write this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Ay, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	This savours not much of distraction." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	See him deliver'd, Fabian; bring him hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit FABIAN]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord so please you, these things further" & @CRLF & _
                "	thought on," & @CRLF & _
                "	To think me as well a sister as a wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	One day shall crown the alliance on't, so please you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here at my house and at my proper cost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Madam, I am most apt to embrace your offer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To VIOLA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your master quits you; and for your service done him," & @CRLF & _
                "	So much against the mettle of your sex," & @CRLF & _
                "	So far beneath your soft and tender breeding," & @CRLF & _
                "	And since you call'd me master for so long," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is my hand: you shall from this time be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your master's mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	A sister! you are she." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter FABIAN, with MALVOLIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Is this the madman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Ay, my lord, this same." & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, Malvolio!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	                  Madam, you have done me wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "	Notorious wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	                  Have I, Malvolio? no." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	Lady, you have. Pray you, peruse that letter." & @CRLF & _
                "	You must not now deny it is your hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Write from it, if you can, in hand or phrase;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or say 'tis not your seal, nor your invention:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You can say none of this: well, grant it then" & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell me, in the modesty of honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why you have given me such clear lights of favour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bade me come smiling and cross-garter'd to you," & @CRLF & _
                "	To put on yellow stockings and to frown" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon Sir Toby and the lighter people;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, acting this in an obedient hope," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why have you suffer'd me to be imprison'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Kept in a dark house, visited by the priest," & @CRLF & _
                "	And made the most notorious geck and gull" & @CRLF & _
                "	That e'er invention play'd on? tell me why." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Alas, Malvolio, this is not my writing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though, I confess, much like the character" & @CRLF & _
                "	But out of question 'tis Maria's hand." & @CRLF & _
                "	And now I do bethink me, it was she" & @CRLF & _
                "	First told me thou wast mad; then camest in smiling," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in such forms which here were presupposed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon thee in the letter. Prithee, be content:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This practise hath most shrewdly pass'd upon thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when we know the grounds and authors of it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt be both the plaintiff and the judge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thine own cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FABIAN	Good madam, hear me speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let no quarrel nor no brawl to come" & @CRLF & _
                "	Taint the condition of this present hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I have wonder'd at. In hope it shall not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most freely I confess, myself and Toby" & @CRLF & _
                "	Set this device against Malvolio here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon some stubborn and uncourteous parts" & @CRLF & _
                "	We had conceived against him: Maria writ" & @CRLF & _
                "	The letter at Sir Toby's great importance;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In recompense whereof he hath married her." & @CRLF & _
                "	How with a sportful malice it was follow'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	May rather pluck on laughter than revenge;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If that the injuries be justly weigh'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	That have on both sides pass'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	Alas, poor fool, how have they baffled thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Why, 'some are born great, some achieve greatness," & @CRLF & _
                "	and some have greatness thrown upon them.' I was" & @CRLF & _
                "	one, sir, in this interlude; one Sir Topas, sir; but" & @CRLF & _
                "	that's all one. 'By the Lord, fool, I am not mad.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	But do you remember? 'Madam, why laugh you at such" & @CRLF & _
                "	a barren rascal? an you smile not, he's gagged:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	and thus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MALVOLIO	I'll be revenged on the whole pack of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OLIVIA	He hath been most notoriously abused." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE ORSINO	Pursue him and entreat him to a peace:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He hath not told us of the captain yet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When that is known and golden time convents," & @CRLF & _
                "	A solemn combination shall be made" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of our dear souls. Meantime, sweet sister," & @CRLF & _
                "	We will not part from hence. Cesario, come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For so you shall be, while you are a man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when in other habits you are seen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Orsino's mistress and his fancy's queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt all, except Clown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	When that I was and a little tiny boy," & @CRLF & _
                "	With hey, ho, the wind and the rain," & @CRLF & _
                "	A foolish thing was but a toy," & @CRLF & _
                "	For the rain it raineth every day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when I came to man's estate," & @CRLF & _
                "	With hey, ho, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate," & @CRLF & _
                "	For the rain, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when I came, alas! to wive," & @CRLF & _
                "	With hey, ho, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "	By swaggering could I never thrive," & @CRLF & _
                "	For the rain, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when I came unto my beds," & @CRLF & _
                "	With hey, ho, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "	With toss-pots still had drunken heads," & @CRLF & _
                "	For the rain, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A great while ago the world begun," & @CRLF & _
                "	With hey, ho, &c." & @CRLF & _
                "	But that's all one, our play is done," & @CRLF & _
                "	And we'll strive to please you every day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE OF MILAN	Father to Silvia. (DUKE:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  the two Gentlemen." & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Father to Proteus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	a foolish rival to Valentine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EGLAMOUR	Agent for Silvia in her escape." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HOST	where Julia lodges. (Host:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "OUTLAWS	with Valentine." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Outlaw:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Outlaw:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Outlaw:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	a clownish servant to Valentine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	the like to Proteus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANTHINO	Servant to Antonio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	beloved of Proteus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	beloved of Valentine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	waiting-woman to Julia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Servants, Musicians." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Verona; Milan; the frontiers of Mantua." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Verona. An open place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter VALENTINE and PROTEUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Cease to persuade, my loving Proteus:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits." & @CRLF & _
                "	Were't not affection chains thy tender days" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the sweet glances of thy honour'd love," & @CRLF & _
                "	I rather would entreat thy company" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see the wonders of the world abroad," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than, living dully sluggardized at home," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness." & @CRLF & _
                "	But since thou lovest, love still and thrive therein," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even as I would when I to love begin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Wilt thou be gone? Sweet Valentine, adieu!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think on thy Proteus, when thou haply seest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some rare note-worthy object in thy travel:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wish me partaker in thy happiness" & @CRLF & _
                "	When thou dost meet good hap; and in thy danger," & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever danger do environ thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Commend thy grievance to my holy prayers," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I will be thy beadsman, Valentine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	And on a love-book pray for my success?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Upon some book I love I'll pray for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	That's on some shallow story of deep love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	How young Leander cross'd the Hellespont." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	That's a deep story of a deeper love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For he was more than over shoes in love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	'Tis true; for you are over boots in love," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet you never swum the Hellespont." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Over the boots? nay, give me not the boots." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	No, I will not, for it boots thee not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	What?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	To be in love, where scorn is bought with groans;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Coy looks with heart-sore sighs; one fading moment's mirth" & @CRLF & _
                "	With twenty watchful, weary, tedious nights:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If haply won, perhaps a hapless gain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If lost, why then a grievous labour won;" & @CRLF & _
                "	However, but a folly bought with wit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else a wit by folly vanquished." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	So, by your circumstance, you call me fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	So, by your circumstance, I fear you'll prove." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	'Tis love you cavil at: I am not Love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Love is your master, for he masters you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And he that is so yoked by a fool," & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks, should not be chronicled for wise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Yet writers say, as in the sweetest bud" & @CRLF & _
                "	The eating canker dwells, so eating love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Inhabits in the finest wits of all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	And writers say, as the most forward bud" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is eaten by the canker ere it blow," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even so by love the young and tender wit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is turn'd to folly, blasting in the bud," & @CRLF & _
                "	Losing his verdure even in the prime" & @CRLF & _
                "	And all the fair effects of future hopes." & @CRLF & _
                "	But wherefore waste I time to counsel thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	That art a votary to fond desire?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Once more adieu! my father at the road" & @CRLF & _
                "	Expects my coming, there to see me shipp'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	And thither will I bring thee, Valentine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Sweet Proteus, no; now let us take our leave." & @CRLF & _
                "	To Milan let me hear from thee by letters" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thy success in love, and what news else" & @CRLF & _
                "	Betideth here in absence of thy friend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And likewise will visit thee with mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	All happiness bechance to thee in Milan!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	As much to you at home! and so, farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	He after honour hunts, I after love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He leaves his friends to dignify them more," & @CRLF & _
                "	I leave myself, my friends and all, for love." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou, Julia, thou hast metamorphosed me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Made me neglect my studies, lose my time," & @CRLF & _
                "	War with good counsel, set the world at nought;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made wit with musing weak, heart sick with thought." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SPEED]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Sir Proteus, save you! Saw you my master?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	But now he parted hence, to embark for Milan." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Twenty to one then he is shipp'd already," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I have play'd the sheep in losing him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Indeed, a sheep doth very often stray," & @CRLF & _
                "	An if the shepherd be a while away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	You conclude that my master is a shepherd, then," & @CRLF & _
                "	and I a sheep?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	I do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Why then, my horns are his horns, whether I wake or sleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	A silly answer and fitting well a sheep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	This proves me still a sheep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	True; and thy master a shepherd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Nay, that I can deny by a circumstance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	It shall go hard but I'll prove it by another." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	The shepherd seeks the sheep, and not the sheep the" & @CRLF & _
                "	shepherd; but I seek my master, and my master seeks" & @CRLF & _
                "	not me: therefore I am no sheep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	The sheep for fodder follow the shepherd; the" & @CRLF & _
                "	shepherd for food follows not the sheep: thou for" & @CRLF & _
                "	wages followest thy master; thy master for wages" & @CRLF & _
                "	follows not thee: therefore thou art a sheep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Such another proof will make me cry 'baa.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	But, dost thou hear? gavest thou my letter to Julia?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Ay sir: I, a lost mutton, gave your letter to her," & @CRLF & _
                "	a laced mutton, and she, a laced mutton, gave me, a" & @CRLF & _
                "	lost mutton, nothing for my labour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Here's too small a pasture for such store of muttons." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	If the ground be overcharged, you were best stick her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Nay: in that you are astray, 'twere best pound you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Nay, sir, less than a pound shall serve me for" & @CRLF & _
                "	carrying your letter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	You mistake; I mean the pound,--a pinfold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	From a pound to a pin? fold it over and over," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis threefold too little for carrying a letter to" & @CRLF & _
                "	your lover." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	But what said she?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	[First nodding]  Ay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Nod--Ay--why, that's noddy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	You mistook, sir; I say, she did nod: and you ask" & @CRLF & _
                "	me if she did nod; and I say, 'Ay.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	And that set together is noddy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Now you have taken the pains to set it together," & @CRLF & _
                "	take it for your pains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	No, no; you shall have it for bearing the letter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Well, I perceive I must be fain to bear with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Why sir, how do you bear with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Marry, sir, the letter, very orderly; having nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	but the word 'noddy' for my pains." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Beshrew me, but you have a quick wit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	And yet it cannot overtake your slow purse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Come come, open the matter in brief: what said she?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Open your purse, that the money and the matter may" & @CRLF & _
                "	be both at once delivered." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Well, sir, here is for your pains. What said she?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Truly, sir, I think you'll hardly win her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Why, couldst thou perceive so much from her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Sir, I could perceive nothing at all from her; no," & @CRLF & _
                "	not so much as a ducat for delivering your letter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	and being so hard to me that brought your mind, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	fear she'll prove as hard to you in telling your" & @CRLF & _
                "	mind. Give her no token but stones; for she's as" & @CRLF & _
                "	hard as steel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	What said she? nothing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	No, not so much as 'Take this for thy pains.' To" & @CRLF & _
                "	testify your bounty, I thank you, you have testerned" & @CRLF & _
                "	me; in requital whereof, henceforth carry your" & @CRLF & _
                "	letters yourself: and so, sir, I'll commend you to my master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Go, go, be gone, to save your ship from wreck," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which cannot perish having thee aboard," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being destined to a drier death on shore." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit SPEED]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must go send some better messenger:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear my Julia would not deign my lines," & @CRLF & _
                "	Receiving them from such a worthless post." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same. Garden of JULIA's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JULlA and LUCETTA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	But say, Lucetta, now we are alone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wouldst thou then counsel me to fall in love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Ay, madam, so you stumble not unheedfully." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Of all the fair resort of gentlemen" & @CRLF & _
                "	That every day with parle encounter me," & @CRLF & _
                "	In thy opinion which is worthiest love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Please you repeat their names, I'll show my mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	According to my shallow simple skill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	What think'st thou of the fair Sir Eglamour?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	As of a knight well-spoken, neat and fine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, were I you, he never should be mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	What think'st thou of the rich Mercatio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Well of his wealth; but of himself, so so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	What think'st thou of the gentle Proteus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Lord, Lord! to see what folly reigns in us!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	How now! what means this passion at his name?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Pardon, dear madam: 'tis a passing shame" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I, unworthy body as I am," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should censure thus on lovely gentlemen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Why not on Proteus, as of all the rest?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Then thus: of many good I think him best." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Your reason?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	I have no other, but a woman's reason;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I think him so because I think him so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	And wouldst thou have me cast my love on him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Ay, if you thought your love not cast away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Why he, of all the rest, hath never moved me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Yet he, of all the rest, I think, best loves ye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	His little speaking shows his love but small." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Fire that's closest kept burns most of all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	They do not love that do not show their love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	O, they love least that let men know their love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	I would I knew his mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Peruse this paper, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	'To Julia.' Say, from whom?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	That the contents will show." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Say, say, who gave it thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Valentine's page; and sent, I think, from Proteus." & @CRLF & _
                "	He would have given it you; but I, being in the way," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did in your name receive it: pardon the" & @CRLF & _
                "	fault I pray." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Now, by my modesty, a goodly broker!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dare you presume to harbour wanton lines?" & @CRLF & _
                "	To whisper and conspire against my youth?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, trust me, 'tis an office of great worth" & @CRLF & _
                "	And you an officer fit for the place." & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else return no more into my sight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	To plead for love deserves more fee than hate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Will ye be gone?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	                  That you may ruminate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	And yet I would I had o'erlooked the letter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It were a shame to call her back again" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pray her to a fault for which I chid her." & @CRLF & _
                "	What a fool is she, that knows I am a maid," & @CRLF & _
                "	And would not force the letter to my view!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since maids, in modesty, say 'no' to that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which they would have the profferer construe 'ay.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fie, fie, how wayward is this foolish love" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse" & @CRLF & _
                "	And presently all humbled kiss the rod!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How churlishly I chid Lucetta hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	When willingly I would have had her here!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How angerly I taught my brow to frown," & @CRLF & _
                "	When inward joy enforced my heart to smile!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My penance is to call Lucetta back" & @CRLF & _
                "	And ask remission for my folly past." & @CRLF & _
                "	What ho! Lucetta!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter LUCETTA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	                  What would your ladyship?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Is't near dinner-time?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	I would it were," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you might kill your stomach on your meat" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not upon your maid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	What is't that you took up so gingerly?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Why didst thou stoop, then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	To take a paper up that I let fall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	And is that paper nothing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Nothing concerning me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Then let it lie for those that it concerns." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Madam, it will not lie where it concerns" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless it have a false interpeter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Some love of yours hath writ to you in rhyme." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	That I might sing it, madam, to a tune." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me a note: your ladyship can set." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	As little by such toys as may be possible." & @CRLF & _
                "	Best sing it to the tune of 'Light o' love.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	It is too heavy for so light a tune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Heavy! belike it hath some burden then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Ay, and melodious were it, would you sing it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	And why not you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	                  I cannot reach so high." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Let's see your song. How now, minion!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Keep tune there still, so you will sing it out:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet methinks I do not like this tune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	You do not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	          No, madam; it is too sharp." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	You, minion, are too saucy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Nay, now you are too flat" & @CRLF & _
                "	And mar the concord with too harsh a descant:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There wanteth but a mean to fill your song." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	The mean is drown'd with your unruly bass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Indeed, I bid the base for Proteus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	This babble shall not henceforth trouble me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is a coil with protestation!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Tears the letter]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go get you gone, and let the papers lie:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You would be fingering them, to anger me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	She makes it strange; but she would be best pleased" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be so anger'd with another letter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	 Nay, would I were so anger'd with the same!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O hateful hands, to tear such loving words!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Injurious wasps, to feed on such sweet honey" & @CRLF & _
                "	And kill the bees that yield it with your stings!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll kiss each several paper for amends." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look, here is writ 'kind Julia.' Unkind Julia!" & @CRLF & _
                "	As in revenge of thy ingratitude," & @CRLF & _
                "	I throw thy name against the bruising stones," & @CRLF & _
                "	Trampling contemptuously on thy disdain." & @CRLF & _
                "	And here is writ 'love-wounded Proteus.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor wounded name! my bosom as a bed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall lodge thee till thy wound be thoroughly heal'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thus I search it with a sovereign kiss." & @CRLF & _
                "	But twice or thrice was 'Proteus' written down." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be calm, good wind, blow not a word away" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till I have found each letter in the letter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Except mine own name: that some whirlwind bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto a ragged fearful-hanging rock" & @CRLF & _
                "	And throw it thence into the raging sea!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lo, here in one line is his name twice writ," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Poor forlorn Proteus, passionate Proteus," & @CRLF & _
                "	To the sweet Julia:' that I'll tear away." & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet I will not, sith so prettily" & @CRLF & _
                "	He couples it to his complaining names." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus will I fold them one on another:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now kiss, embrace, contend, do what you will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter LUCETTA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dinner is ready, and your father stays." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Well, let us go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	What, shall these papers lie like tell-tales here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	If you respect them, best to take them up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Nay, I was taken up for laying them down:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet here they shall not lie, for catching cold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	I see you have a month's mind to them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Ay, madam, you may say what sights you see;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I see things too, although you judge I wink." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Come, come; will't please you go?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The same. ANTONIO's house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANTONIO and PANTHINO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Tell me, Panthino, what sad talk was that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherewith my brother held you in the cloister?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANTHINO	'Twas of his nephew Proteus, your son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Why, what of him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANTHINO	                  He wonder'd that your lordship" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would suffer him to spend his youth at home," & @CRLF & _
                "	While other men, of slender reputation," & @CRLF & _
                "	Put forth their sons to seek preferment out:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some to the wars, to try their fortune there;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some to discover islands far away;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some to the studious universities." & @CRLF & _
                "	For any or for all these exercises," & @CRLF & _
                "	He said that Proteus your son was meet," & @CRLF & _
                "	And did request me to importune you" & @CRLF & _
                "	To let him spend his time no more at home," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which would be great impeachment to his age," & @CRLF & _
                "	In having known no travel in his youth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Nor need'st thou much importune me to that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereon this month I have been hammering." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have consider'd well his loss of time" & @CRLF & _
                "	And how he cannot be a perfect man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not being tried and tutor'd in the world:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Experience is by industry achieved" & @CRLF & _
                "	And perfected by the swift course of time." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then tell me, whither were I best to send him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANTHINO	I think your lordship is not ignorant" & @CRLF & _
                "	How his companion, youthful Valentine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Attends the emperor in his royal court." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	I know it well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANTHINO	'Twere good, I think, your lordship sent him thither:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There shall he practise tilts and tournaments," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hear sweet discourse, converse with noblemen." & @CRLF & _
                "	And be in eye of every exercise" & @CRLF & _
                "	Worthy his youth and nobleness of birth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	I like thy counsel; well hast thou advised:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that thou mayst perceive how well I like it," & @CRLF & _
                "	The execution of it shall make known." & @CRLF & _
                "	Even with the speediest expedition" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will dispatch him to the emperor's court." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANTHINO	To-morrow, may it please you, Don Alphonso," & @CRLF & _
                "	With other gentlemen of good esteem," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are journeying to salute the emperor" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to commend their service to his will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Good company; with them shall Proteus go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in good time! now will we break with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PROTEUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Sweet love! sweet lines! sweet life!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is her hand, the agent of her heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is her oath for love, her honour's pawn." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, that our fathers would applaud our loves," & @CRLF & _
                "	To seal our happiness with their consents!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O heavenly Julia!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	How now! what letter are you reading there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	May't please your lordship, 'tis a word or two" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of commendations sent from Valentine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deliver'd by a friend that came from him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Lend me the letter; let me see what news." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	There is no news, my lord, but that he writes" & @CRLF & _
                "	How happily he lives, how well beloved" & @CRLF & _
                "	And daily graced by the emperor;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wishing me with him, partner of his fortune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	And how stand you affected to his wish?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	As one relying on your lordship's will" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not depending on his friendly wish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	My will is something sorted with his wish." & @CRLF & _
                "	Muse not that I thus suddenly proceed;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For what I will, I will, and there an end." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am resolved that thou shalt spend some time" & @CRLF & _
                "	With Valentinus in the emperor's court:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What maintenance he from his friends receives," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like exhibition thou shalt have from me." & @CRLF & _
                "	To-morrow be in readiness to go:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Excuse it not, for I am peremptory." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	My lord, I cannot be so soon provided:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Please you, deliberate a day or two." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTONIO	Look, what thou want'st shall be sent after thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No more of stay! to-morrow thou must go." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come on, Panthino: you shall be employ'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hasten on his expedition." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt ANTONIO and PANTHINO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Thus have I shunn'd the fire for fear of burning," & @CRLF & _
                "	And drench'd me in the sea, where I am drown'd." & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear'd to show my father Julia's letter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest he should take exceptions to my love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with the vantage of mine own excuse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath he excepted most against my love." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, how this spring of love resembleth" & @CRLF & _
                "	The uncertain glory of an April day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which now shows all the beauty of the sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by and by a cloud takes all away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter PANTHINO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANTHINO	Sir Proteus, your father calls for you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is in haste; therefore, I pray you to go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Why, this it is: my heart accords thereto," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet a thousand times it answers 'no.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Milan. The DUKE's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter VALENTINE and SPEED]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Sir, your glove." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	                  Not mine; my gloves are on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Why, then, this may be yours, for this is but one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Ha! let me see: ay, give it me, it's mine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet ornament that decks a thing divine!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ah, Silvia, Silvia!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Madam Silvia! Madam Silvia!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	How now, sirrah?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	She is not within hearing, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Why, sir, who bade you call her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Your worship, sir; or else I mistook." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Well, you'll still be too forward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	And yet I was last chidden for being too slow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Go to, sir: tell me, do you know Madam Silvia?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	She that your worship loves?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Why, how know you that I am in love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Marry, by these special marks: first, you have" & @CRLF & _
                "	learned, like Sir Proteus, to wreathe your arms," & @CRLF & _
                "	like a malecontent; to relish a love-song, like a" & @CRLF & _
                "	robin-redbreast; to walk alone, like one that had" & @CRLF & _
                "	the pestilence; to sigh, like a school-boy that had" & @CRLF & _
                "	lost his A B C; to weep, like a young wench that had" & @CRLF & _
                "	buried her grandam; to fast, like one that takes" & @CRLF & _
                "	diet; to watch like one that fears robbing; to" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak puling, like a beggar at Hallowmas. You were" & @CRLF & _
                "	wont, when you laughed, to crow like a cock; when you" & @CRLF & _
                "	walked, to walk like one of the lions; when you" & @CRLF & _
                "	fasted, it was presently after dinner; when you" & @CRLF & _
                "	looked sadly, it was for want of money: and now you" & @CRLF & _
                "	are metamorphosed with a mistress, that, when I look" & @CRLF & _
                "	on you, I can hardly think you my master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Are all these things perceived in me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	They are all perceived without ye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Without me? they cannot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Without you? nay, that's certain, for, without you" & @CRLF & _
                "	were so simple, none else would: but you are so" & @CRLF & _
                "	without these follies, that these follies are within" & @CRLF & _
                "	you and shine through you like the water in an" & @CRLF & _
                "	urinal, that not an eye that sees you but is a" & @CRLF & _
                "	physician to comment on your malady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	But tell me, dost thou know my lady Silvia?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	She that you gaze on so as she sits at supper?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Hast thou observed that? even she, I mean." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Why, sir, I know her not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Dost thou know her by my gazing on her, and yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	knowest her not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Is she not hard-favoured, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Not so fair, boy, as well-favoured." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Sir, I know that well enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	What dost thou know?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	That she is not so fair as, of you, well-favoured." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	I mean that her beauty is exquisite, but her favour infinite." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	That's because the one is painted and the other out" & @CRLF & _
                "	of all count." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	How painted? and how out of count?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Marry, sir, so painted, to make her fair, that no" & @CRLF & _
                "	man counts of her beauty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	How esteemest thou me? I account of her beauty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	You never saw her since she was deformed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	How long hath she been deformed?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Ever since you loved her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	I have loved her ever since I saw her; and still I" & @CRLF & _
                "	see her beautiful." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	If you love her, you cannot see her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Why?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Because Love is blind. O, that you had mine eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	or your own eyes had the lights they were wont to" & @CRLF & _
                "	have when you chid at Sir Proteus for going" & @CRLF & _
                "	ungartered!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	What should I see then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Your own present folly and her passing deformity:" & @CRLF & _
                "	for he, being in love, could not see to garter his" & @CRLF & _
                "	hose, and you, being in love, cannot see to put on your hose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Belike, boy, then, you are in love; for last" & @CRLF & _
                "	morning you could not see to wipe my shoes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	True, sir; I was in love with my bed: I thank you," & @CRLF & _
                "	you swinged me for my love, which makes me the" & @CRLF & _
                "	bolder to chide you for yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	In conclusion, I stand affected to her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	I would you were set, so your affection would cease." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Last night she enjoined me to write some lines to" & @CRLF & _
                "	one she loves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	And have you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	I have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Are they not lamely writ?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	No, boy, but as well as I can do them. Peace!" & @CRLF & _
                "	here she comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	[Aside]  O excellent motion! O exceeding puppet!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now will he interpret to her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SILVIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Madam and mistress, a thousand good-morrows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	[Aside]  O, give ye good even! here's a million of manners." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	Sir Valentine and servant, to you two thousand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	[Aside]  He should give her interest and she gives it him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	As you enjoin'd me, I have writ your letter" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto the secret nameless friend of yours;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I was much unwilling to proceed in" & @CRLF & _
                "	But for my duty to your ladyship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	I thank you gentle servant: 'tis very clerkly done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Now trust me, madam, it came hardly off;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For being ignorant to whom it goes" & @CRLF & _
                "	I writ at random, very doubtfully." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	Perchance you think too much of so much pains?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	No, madam; so it stead you, I will write" & @CRLF & _
                "	Please you command, a thousand times as much; And yet--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	A pretty period! Well, I guess the sequel;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet I will not name it; and yet I care not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet take this again; and yet I thank you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Meaning henceforth to trouble you no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	[Aside]  And yet you will; and yet another 'yet.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	What means your ladyship? do you not like it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	Yes, yes; the lines are very quaintly writ;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But since unwillingly, take them again." & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, take them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Madam, they are for you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	Ay, ay: you writ them, sir, at my request;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I will none of them; they are for you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would have had them writ more movingly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Please you, I'll write your ladyship another." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	And when it's writ, for my sake read it over," & @CRLF & _
                "	And if it please you, so; if not, why, so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	If it please me, madam, what then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	Why, if it please you, take it for your labour:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so, good morrow, servant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	O jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible," & @CRLF & _
                "	As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercock on a steeple!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My master sues to her, and she hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	taught her suitor," & @CRLF & _
                "	He being her pupil, to become her tutor." & @CRLF & _
                "	O excellent device! was there ever heard a better," & @CRLF & _
                "	That my master, being scribe, to himself should write" & @CRLF & _
                "	the letter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	How now, sir? what are you reasoning with yourself?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Nay, I was rhyming: 'tis you that have the reason." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	To do what?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	To be a spokesman for Madam Silvia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	To whom?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	To yourself: why, she wooes you by a figure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	What figure?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	By a letter, I should say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Why, she hath not writ to me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	What need she, when she hath made you write to" & @CRLF & _
                "	yourself? Why, do you not perceive the jest?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	No, believe me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	No believing you, indeed, sir. But did you perceive" & @CRLF & _
                "	her earnest?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	She gave me none, except an angry word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Why, she hath given you a letter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	That's the letter I writ to her friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	And that letter hath she delivered, and there an end." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	I would it were no worse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	I'll warrant you, 'tis as well:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For often have you writ to her, and she, in modesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else for want of idle time, could not again reply;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or fearing else some messenger that might her mind discover," & @CRLF & _
                "	Herself hath taught her love himself to write unto her lover." & @CRLF & _
                "	All this I speak in print, for in print I found it." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why muse you, sir? 'tis dinner-time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	I have dined." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Ay, but hearken, sir; though the chameleon Love can" & @CRLF & _
                "	feed on the air, I am one that am nourished by my" & @CRLF & _
                "	victuals, and would fain have meat. O, be not like" & @CRLF & _
                "	your mistress; be moved, be moved." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Verona. JULIA'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PROTEUS and JULIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Have patience, gentle Julia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	I must, where is no remedy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	When possibly I can, I will return." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	If you turn not, you will return the sooner." & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep this remembrance for thy Julia's sake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Giving a ring]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Why then, we'll make exchange; here, take you this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	And seal the bargain with a holy kiss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Here is my hand for my true constancy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when that hour o'erslips me in the day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein I sigh not, Julia, for thy sake," & @CRLF & _
                "	The next ensuing hour some foul mischance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Torment me for my love's forgetfulness!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father stays my coming; answer not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The tide is now: nay, not thy tide of tears;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That tide will stay me longer than I should." & @CRLF & _
                "	Julia, farewell!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit JULIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	What, gone without a word?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, so true love should do: it cannot speak;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For truth hath better deeds than words to grace it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PANTHINO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANTHINO	Sir Proteus, you are stay'd for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Go; I come, I come." & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas! this parting strikes poor lovers dumb." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The same. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LAUNCE, leading a dog]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Nay, 'twill be this hour ere I have done weeping;" & @CRLF & _
                "	all the kind of the Launces have this very fault. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have received my proportion, like the prodigious" & @CRLF & _
                "	son, and am going with Sir Proteus to the Imperial's" & @CRLF & _
                "	court. I think Crab, my dog, be the sourest-natured" & @CRLF & _
                "	dog that lives: my mother weeping, my father" & @CRLF & _
                "	wailing, my sister crying, our maid howling, our cat" & @CRLF & _
                "	wringing her hands, and all our house in a great" & @CRLF & _
                "	perplexity, yet did not this cruel-hearted cur shed" & @CRLF & _
                "	one tear: he is a stone, a very pebble stone, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	has no more pity in him than a dog: a Jew would have" & @CRLF & _
                "	wept to have seen our parting; why, my grandam," & @CRLF & _
                "	having no eyes, look you, wept herself blind at my" & @CRLF & _
                "	parting. Nay, I'll show you the manner of it. This" & @CRLF & _
                "	shoe is my father: no, this left shoe is my father:" & @CRLF & _
                "	no, no, this left shoe is my mother: nay, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	cannot be so neither: yes, it is so, it is so, it" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath the worser sole. This shoe, with the hole in" & @CRLF & _
                "	it, is my mother, and this my father; a vengeance" & @CRLF & _
                "	on't! there 'tis: now, sit, this staff is my" & @CRLF & _
                "	sister, for, look you, she is as white as a lily and" & @CRLF & _
                "	as small as a wand: this hat is Nan, our maid: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	am the dog: no, the dog is himself, and I am the" & @CRLF & _
                "	dog--Oh! the dog is me, and I am myself; ay, so," & @CRLF & _
                "	so. Now come I to my father; Father, your blessing:" & @CRLF & _
                "	now should not the shoe speak a word for weeping:" & @CRLF & _
                "	now should I kiss my father; well, he weeps on. Now" & @CRLF & _
                "	come I to my mother: O, that she could speak now" & @CRLF & _
                "	like a wood woman! Well, I kiss her; why, there" & @CRLF & _
                "	'tis; here's my mother's breath up and down. Now" & @CRLF & _
                "	come I to my sister; mark the moan she makes. Now" & @CRLF & _
                "	the dog all this while sheds not a tear nor speaks a" & @CRLF & _
                "	word; but see how I lay the dust with my tears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PANTHINO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANTHINO	Launce, away, away, aboard! thy master is shipped" & @CRLF & _
                "	and thou art to post after with oars. What's the" & @CRLF & _
                "	matter? why weepest thou, man? Away, ass! You'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	lose the tide, if you tarry any longer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	It is no matter if the tied were lost; for it is the" & @CRLF & _
                "	unkindest tied that ever any man tied." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANTHINO	What's the unkindest tide?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Why, he that's tied here, Crab, my dog." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANTHINO	Tut, man, I mean thou'lt lose the flood, and, in" & @CRLF & _
                "	losing the flood, lose thy voyage, and, in losing" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy voyage, lose thy master, and, in losing thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	master, lose thy service, and, in losing thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	service,--Why dost thou stop my mouth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	For fear thou shouldst lose thy tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANTHINO	Where should I lose my tongue?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	In thy tale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANTHINO	In thy tail!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Lose the tide, and the voyage, and the master, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	the service, and the tied! Why, man, if the river" & @CRLF & _
                "	were dry, I am able to fill it with my tears; if the" & @CRLF & _
                "	wind were down, I could drive the boat with my sighs." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANTHINO	Come, come away, man; I was sent to call thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Sir, call me what thou darest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PANTHINO	Wilt thou go?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Well, I will go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Milan. The DUKE's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SILVIA, VALENTINE, THURIO, and SPEED]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	Servant!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Mistress?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Master, Sir Thurio frowns on you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Ay, boy, it's for love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Not of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Of my mistress, then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	'Twere good you knocked him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	Servant, you are sad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Indeed, madam, I seem so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	Seem you that you are not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Haply I do." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	So do counterfeits." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	So do you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	What seem I that I am not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Wise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	What instance of the contrary?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Your folly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	And how quote you my folly?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	I quote it in your jerkin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	My jerkin is a doublet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Well, then, I'll double your folly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	How?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	What, angry, Sir Thurio! do you change colour?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Give him leave, madam; he is a kind of chameleon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	That hath more mind to feed on your blood than live" & @CRLF & _
                "	in your air." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	You have said, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	Ay, sir, and done too, for this time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	I know it well, sir; you always end ere you begin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	A fine volley of words, gentlemen, and quickly shot off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	'Tis indeed, madam; we thank the giver." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	Who is that, servant?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Yourself, sweet lady; for you gave the fire. Sir" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thurio borrows his wit from your ladyship's looks," & @CRLF & _
                "	and spends what he borrows kindly in your company." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	Sir, if you spend word for word with me, I shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	make your wit bankrupt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	I know it well, sir; you have an exchequer of words," & @CRLF & _
                "	and, I think, no other treasure to give your" & @CRLF & _
                "	followers, for it appears by their bare liveries," & @CRLF & _
                "	that they live by your bare words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	No more, gentlemen, no more:--here comes my father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Now, daughter Silvia, you are hard beset." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Valentine, your father's in good health:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What say you to a letter from your friends" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of much good news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	                  My lord, I will be thankful." & @CRLF & _
                "	To any happy messenger from thence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Know ye Don Antonio, your countryman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Ay, my good lord, I know the gentleman" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be of worth and worthy estimation" & @CRLF & _
                "	And not without desert so well reputed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Hath he not a son?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Ay, my good lord; a son that well deserves" & @CRLF & _
                "	The honour and regard of such a father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	You know him well?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	I know him as myself; for from our infancy" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have conversed and spent our hours together:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And though myself have been an idle truant," & @CRLF & _
                "	Omitting the sweet benefit of time" & @CRLF & _
                "	To clothe mine age with angel-like perfection," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet hath Sir Proteus, for that's his name," & @CRLF & _
                "	Made use and fair advantage of his days;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His years but young, but his experience old;" & @CRLF & _
                "	His head unmellow'd, but his judgment ripe;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, in a word, for far behind his worth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Comes all the praises that I now bestow," & @CRLF & _
                "	He is complete in feature and in mind" & @CRLF & _
                "	With all good grace to grace a gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Beshrew me, sir, but if he make this good," & @CRLF & _
                "	He is as worthy for an empress' love" & @CRLF & _
                "	As meet to be an emperor's counsellor." & @CRLF & _
                "	Well, sir, this gentleman is come to me," & @CRLF & _
                "	With commendation from great potentates;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here he means to spend his time awhile:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I think 'tis no unwelcome news to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Should I have wish'd a thing, it had been he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Welcome him then according to his worth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Silvia, I speak to you, and you, Sir Thurio;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Valentine, I need not cite him to it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will send him hither to you presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	This is the gentleman I told your ladyship" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had come along with me, but that his mistress" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did hold his eyes lock'd in her crystal looks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	Belike that now she hath enfranchised them" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon some other pawn for fealty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Nay, sure, I think she holds them prisoners still." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	Nay, then he should be blind; and, being blind" & @CRLF & _
                "	How could he see his way to seek out you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Why, lady, Love hath twenty pair of eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	They say that Love hath not an eye at all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	To see such lovers, Thurio, as yourself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a homely object Love can wink." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	Have done, have done; here comes the gentleman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit THURIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PROTEUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Welcome, dear Proteus! Mistress, I beseech you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Confirm his welcome with some special favour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	His worth is warrant for his welcome hither," & @CRLF & _
                "	If this be he you oft have wish'd to hear from." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Mistress, it is: sweet lady, entertain him" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be my fellow-servant to your ladyship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	Too low a mistress for so high a servant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Not so, sweet lady: but too mean a servant" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have a look of such a worthy mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Leave off discourse of disability:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sweet lady, entertain him for your servant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	My duty will I boast of; nothing else." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	And duty never yet did want his meed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Servant, you are welcome to a worthless mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	I'll die on him that says so but yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	That you are welcome?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	That you are worthless." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter THURIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	Madam, my lord your father would speak with you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	I wait upon his pleasure. Come, Sir Thurio," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go with me. Once more, new servant, welcome:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll leave you to confer of home affairs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When you have done, we look to hear from you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	We'll both attend upon your ladyship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt SILVIA and THURIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Now, tell me, how do all from whence you came?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Your friends are well and have them much commended." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	And how do yours?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	                  I left them all in health." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	How does your lady? and how thrives your love?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	My tales of love were wont to weary you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know you joy not in a love discourse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Ay, Proteus, but that life is alter'd now:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have done penance for contemning Love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose high imperious thoughts have punish'd me" & @CRLF & _
                "	With bitter fasts, with penitential groans," & @CRLF & _
                "	With nightly tears and daily heart-sore sighs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For in revenge of my contempt of love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Love hath chased sleep from my enthralled eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	And made them watchers of mine own heart's sorrow." & @CRLF & _
                "	O gentle Proteus, Love's a mighty lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	And hath so humbled me, as, I confess," & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no woe to his correction," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor to his service no such joy on earth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now no discourse, except it be of love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now can I break my fast, dine, sup and sleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the very naked name of love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Enough; I read your fortune in your eye." & @CRLF & _
                "	Was this the idol that you worship so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Even she; and is she not a heavenly saint?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	No; but she is an earthly paragon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Call her divine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	                  I will not flatter her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	O, flatter me; for love delights in praises." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	When I was sick, you gave me bitter pills," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I must minister the like to you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Then speak the truth by her; if not divine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet let her be a principality," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sovereign to all the creatures on the earth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Except my mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Sweet, except not any;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Except thou wilt except against my love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Have I not reason to prefer mine own?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	And I will help thee to prefer her too:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She shall be dignified with this high honour--" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bear my lady's train, lest the base earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should from her vesture chance to steal a kiss" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, of so great a favour growing proud," & @CRLF & _
                "	Disdain to root the summer-swelling flower" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make rough winter everlastingly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Why, Valentine, what braggardism is this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Pardon me, Proteus: all I can is nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	To her whose worth makes other worthies nothing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	                  Then let her alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Not for the world: why, man, she is mine own," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I as rich in having such a jewel" & @CRLF & _
                "	As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl," & @CRLF & _
                "	The water nectar and the rocks pure gold." & @CRLF & _
                "	Forgive me that I do not dream on thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because thou see'st me dote upon my love." & @CRLF & _
                "	My foolish rival, that her father likes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only for his possessions are so huge," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is gone with her along, and I must after," & @CRLF & _
                "	For love, thou know'st, is full of jealousy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	But she loves you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Ay, and we are betroth'd: nay, more, our," & @CRLF & _
                "	marriage-hour," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all the cunning manner of our flight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Determined of; how I must climb her window," & @CRLF & _
                "	The ladder made of cords, and all the means" & @CRLF & _
                "	Plotted and 'greed on for my happiness." & @CRLF & _
                "	Good Proteus, go with me to my chamber," & @CRLF & _
                "	In these affairs to aid me with thy counsel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Go on before; I shall inquire you forth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must unto the road, to disembark" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some necessaries that I needs must use," & @CRLF & _
                "	And then I'll presently attend you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Will you make haste?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	I will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit VALENTINE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even as one heat another heat expels," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or as one nail by strength drives out another," & @CRLF & _
                "	So the remembrance of my former love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is by a newer object quite forgotten." & @CRLF & _
                "	Is it mine, or Valentine's praise," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her true perfection, or my false transgression," & @CRLF & _
                "	That makes me reasonless to reason thus?" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is fair; and so is Julia that I love--" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I did love, for now my love is thaw'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, like a waxen image, 'gainst a fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bears no impression of the thing it was." & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks my zeal to Valentine is cold," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that I love him not as I was wont." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, but I love his lady too too much," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that's the reason I love him so little." & @CRLF & _
                "	How shall I dote on her with more advice," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thus without advice begin to love her!" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis but her picture I have yet beheld," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that hath dazzled my reason's light;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when I look on her perfections," & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no reason but I shall be blind." & @CRLF & _
                "	If I can cheque my erring love, I will;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not, to compass her I'll use my skill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE V	The same. A street." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SPEED and LAUNCE severally]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Launce! by mine honesty, welcome to Milan!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Forswear not thyself, sweet youth, for I am not" & @CRLF & _
                "	welcome. I reckon this always, that a man is never" & @CRLF & _
                "	undone till he be hanged, nor never welcome to a" & @CRLF & _
                "	place till some certain shot be paid and the hostess" & @CRLF & _
                "	say 'Welcome!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Come on, you madcap, I'll to the alehouse with you" & @CRLF & _
                "	presently; where, for one shot of five pence, thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	shalt have five thousand welcomes. But, sirrah, how" & @CRLF & _
                "	did thy master part with Madam Julia?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Marry, after they closed in earnest, they parted very" & @CRLF & _
                "	fairly in jest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	But shall she marry him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	How then? shall he marry her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	No, neither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	What, are they broken?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	No, they are both as whole as a fish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Why, then, how stands the matter with them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Marry, thus: when it stands well with him, it" & @CRLF & _
                "	stands well with her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	What an ass art thou! I understand thee not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	What a block art thou, that thou canst not! My" & @CRLF & _
                "	staff understands me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	What thou sayest?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Ay, and what I do too: look thee, I'll but lean," & @CRLF & _
                "	and my staff understands me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	It stands under thee, indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Why, stand-under and under-stand is all one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	But tell me true, will't be a match?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Ask my dog: if he say ay, it will! if he say no," & @CRLF & _
                "	it will; if he shake his tail and say nothing, it will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	The conclusion is then that it will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Thou shalt never get such a secret from me but by a parable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	'Tis well that I get it so. But, Launce, how sayest" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou, that my master is become a notable lover?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	I never knew him otherwise." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Than how?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	A notable lubber, as thou reportest him to be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Why, thou whoreson ass, thou mistakest me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Why, fool, I meant not thee; I meant thy master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	I tell thee, my master is become a hot lover." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Why, I tell thee, I care not though he burn himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	in love. If thou wilt, go with me to the alehouse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	if not, thou art an Hebrew, a Jew, and not worth the" & @CRLF & _
                "	name of a Christian." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Why?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Because thou hast not so much charity in thee as to" & @CRLF & _
                "	go to the ale with a Christian. Wilt thou go?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	At thy service." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VI	The same. The DUKE'S palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PROTEUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	To leave my Julia, shall I be forsworn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To love fair Silvia, shall I be forsworn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To wrong my friend, I shall be much forsworn;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And even that power which gave me first my oath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Provokes me to this threefold perjury;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Love bade me swear and Love bids me forswear." & @CRLF & _
                "	O sweet-suggesting Love, if thou hast sinned," & @CRLF & _
                "	Teach me, thy tempted subject, to excuse it!" & @CRLF & _
                "	At first I did adore a twinkling star," & @CRLF & _
                "	But now I worship a celestial sun." & @CRLF & _
                "	Unheedful vows may heedfully be broken," & @CRLF & _
                "	And he wants wit that wants resolved will" & @CRLF & _
                "	To learn his wit to exchange the bad for better." & @CRLF & _
                "	Fie, fie, unreverend tongue! to call her bad," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose sovereignty so oft thou hast preferr'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With twenty thousand soul-confirming oaths." & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot leave to love, and yet I do;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But there I leave to love where I should love." & @CRLF & _
                "	Julia I lose and Valentine I lose:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I keep them, I needs must lose myself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I lose them, thus find I by their loss" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Valentine myself, for Julia Silvia." & @CRLF & _
                "	I to myself am dearer than a friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	For love is still most precious in itself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Silvia--witness Heaven, that made her fair!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shows Julia but a swarthy Ethiope." & @CRLF & _
                "	I will forget that Julia is alive," & @CRLF & _
                "	Remembering that my love to her is dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Valentine I'll hold an enemy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Aiming at Silvia as a sweeter friend." & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot now prove constant to myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without some treachery used to Valentine." & @CRLF & _
                "	This night he meaneth with a corded ladder" & @CRLF & _
                "	To climb celestial Silvia's chamber-window," & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself in counsel, his competitor." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now presently I'll give her father notice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of their disguising and pretended flight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, all enraged, will banish Valentine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Thurio, he intends, shall wed his daughter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, Valentine being gone, I'll quickly cross" & @CRLF & _
                "	By some sly trick blunt Thurio's dull proceeding." & @CRLF & _
                "	Love, lend me wings to make my purpose swift," & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou hast lent me wit to plot this drift!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE VII	Verona. JULIA'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter JULIA and LUCETTA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Counsel, Lucetta; gentle girl, assist me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And even in kind love I do conjure thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who art the table wherein all my thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are visibly character'd and engraved," & @CRLF & _
                "	To lesson me and tell me some good mean" & @CRLF & _
                "	How, with my honour, I may undertake" & @CRLF & _
                "	A journey to my loving Proteus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Alas, the way is wearisome and long!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	A true-devoted pilgrim is not weary" & @CRLF & _
                "	To measure kingdoms with his feeble steps;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Much less shall she that hath Love's wings to fly," & @CRLF & _
                "	And when the flight is made to one so dear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of such divine perfection, as Sir Proteus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Better forbear till Proteus make return." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	O, know'st thou not his looks are my soul's food?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pity the dearth that I have pined in," & @CRLF & _
                "	By longing for that food so long a time." & @CRLF & _
                "	Didst thou but know the inly touch of love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wouldst as soon go kindle fire with snow" & @CRLF & _
                "	As seek to quench the fire of love with words." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	I do not seek to quench your love's hot fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	But qualify the fire's extreme rage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest it should burn above the bounds of reason." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	The more thou damm'st it up, the more it burns." & @CRLF & _
                "	The current that with gentle murmur glides," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou know'st, being stopp'd, impatiently doth rage;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when his fair course is not hindered," & @CRLF & _
                "	He makes sweet music with the enamell'ed stones," & @CRLF & _
                "	Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge" & @CRLF & _
                "	He overtaketh in his pilgrimage," & @CRLF & _
                "	And so by many winding nooks he strays" & @CRLF & _
                "	With willing sport to the wild ocean." & @CRLF & _
                "	Then let me go and hinder not my course" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll be as patient as a gentle stream" & @CRLF & _
                "	And make a pastime of each weary step," & @CRLF & _
                "	Till the last step have brought me to my love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And there I'll rest, as after much turmoil" & @CRLF & _
                "	A blessed soul doth in Elysium." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	But in what habit will you go along?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Not like a woman; for I would prevent" & @CRLF & _
                "	The loose encounters of lascivious men:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gentle Lucetta, fit me with such weeds" & @CRLF & _
                "	As may beseem some well-reputed page." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Why, then, your ladyship must cut your hair." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	No, girl, I'll knit it up in silken strings" & @CRLF & _
                "	With twenty odd-conceited true-love knots." & @CRLF & _
                "	To be fantastic may become a youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of greater time than I shall show to be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	What fashion, madam shall I make your breeches?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	That fits as well as 'Tell me, good my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	What compass will you wear your farthingale?'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why even what fashion thou best likest, Lucetta." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	You must needs have them with a codpiece, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Out, out, Lucetta! that would be ill-favour'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	A round hose, madam, now's not worth a pin," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless you have a codpiece to stick pins on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Lucetta, as thou lovest me, let me have" & @CRLF & _
                "	What thou thinkest meet and is most mannerly." & @CRLF & _
                "	But tell me, wench, how will the world repute me" & @CRLF & _
                "	For undertaking so unstaid a journey?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear me, it will make me scandalized." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	If you think so, then stay at home and go not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Nay, that I will not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Then never dream on infamy, but go." & @CRLF & _
                "	If Proteus like your journey when you come," & @CRLF & _
                "	No matter who's displeased when you are gone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear me, he will scarce be pleased withal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	That is the least, Lucetta, of my fear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thousand oaths, an ocean of his tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	And instances of infinite of love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Warrant me welcome to my Proteus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	All these are servants to deceitful men." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Base men, that use them to so base effect!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But truer stars did govern Proteus' birth" & @CRLF & _
                "	His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles," & @CRLF & _
                "	His love sincere, his thoughts immaculate," & @CRLF & _
                "	His tears pure messengers sent from his heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	His heart as far from fraud as heaven from earth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LUCETTA	Pray heaven he prove so, when you come to him!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Now, as thou lovest me, do him not that wrong" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bear a hard opinion of his truth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only deserve my love by loving him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And presently go with me to my chamber," & @CRLF & _
                "	To take a note of what I stand in need of," & @CRLF & _
                "	To furnish me upon my longing journey." & @CRLF & _
                "	All that is mine I leave at thy dispose," & @CRLF & _
                "	My goods, my lands, my reputation;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Only, in lieu thereof, dispatch me hence." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, answer not, but to it presently!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am impatient of my tarriance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Milan. The DUKE's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE, THURIO, and PROTEUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Sir Thurio, give us leave, I pray, awhile;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have some secrets to confer about." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit THURIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, tell me, Proteus, what's your will with me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	My gracious lord, that which I would discover" & @CRLF & _
                "	The law of friendship bids me to conceal;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But when I call to mind your gracious favours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Done to me, undeserving as I am," & @CRLF & _
                "	My duty pricks me on to utter that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which else no worldly good should draw from me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Know, worthy prince, Sir Valentine, my friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	This night intends to steal away your daughter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself am one made privy to the plot." & @CRLF & _
                "	I know you have determined to bestow her" & @CRLF & _
                "	On Thurio, whom your gentle daughter hates;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And should she thus be stol'n away from you," & @CRLF & _
                "	It would be much vexation to your age." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus, for my duty's sake, I rather chose" & @CRLF & _
                "	To cross my friend in his intended drift" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than, by concealing it, heap on your head" & @CRLF & _
                "	A pack of sorrows which would press you down," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being unprevented, to your timeless grave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Proteus, I thank thee for thine honest care;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which to requite, command me while I live." & @CRLF & _
                "	This love of theirs myself have often seen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Haply when they have judged me fast asleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	And oftentimes have purposed to forbid" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Valentine her company and my court:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But fearing lest my jealous aim might err" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so unworthily disgrace the man," & @CRLF & _
                "	A rashness that I ever yet have shunn'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	I gave him gentle looks, thereby to find" & @CRLF & _
                "	That which thyself hast now disclosed to me." & @CRLF & _
                "	And, that thou mayst perceive my fear of this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Knowing that tender youth is soon suggested," & @CRLF & _
                "	I nightly lodge her in an upper tower," & @CRLF & _
                "	The key whereof myself have ever kept;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thence she cannot be convey'd away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Know, noble lord, they have devised a mean" & @CRLF & _
                "	How he her chamber-window will ascend" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with a corded ladder fetch her down;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For which the youthful lover now is gone" & @CRLF & _
                "	And this way comes he with it presently;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where, if it please you, you may intercept him." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, good my Lord, do it so cunningly" & @CRLF & _
                "	That my discovery be not aimed at;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For love of you, not hate unto my friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath made me publisher of this pretence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Upon mine honour, he shall never know" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I had any light from thee of this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Adieu, my Lord; Sir Valentine is coming." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter VALENTINE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Sir Valentine, whither away so fast?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Please it your grace, there is a messenger" & @CRLF & _
                "	That stays to bear my letters to my friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I am going to deliver them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Be they of much import?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	The tenor of them doth but signify" & @CRLF & _
                "	My health and happy being at your court." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Nay then, no matter; stay with me awhile;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am to break with thee of some affairs" & @CRLF & _
                "	That touch me near, wherein thou must be secret." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not unknown to thee that I have sought" & @CRLF & _
                "	To match my friend Sir Thurio to my daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	I know it well, my Lord; and, sure, the match" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were rich and honourable; besides, the gentleman" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is full of virtue, bounty, worth and qualities" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beseeming such a wife as your fair daughter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot your Grace win her to fancy him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	No, trust me; she is peevish, sullen, froward," & @CRLF & _
                "	Proud, disobedient, stubborn, lacking duty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Neither regarding that she is my child" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor fearing me as if I were her father;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, may I say to thee, this pride of hers," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon advice, hath drawn my love from her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, where I thought the remnant of mine age" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should have been cherish'd by her child-like duty," & @CRLF & _
                "	I now am full resolved to take a wife" & @CRLF & _
                "	And turn her out to who will take her in:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then let her beauty be her wedding-dower;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For me and my possessions she esteems not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	What would your Grace have me to do in this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	There is a lady in Verona here" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom I affect; but she is nice and coy" & @CRLF & _
                "	And nought esteems my aged eloquence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now therefore would I have thee to my tutor--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For long agone I have forgot to court;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, the fashion of the time is changed--" & @CRLF & _
                "	How and which way I may bestow myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be regarded in her sun-bright eye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Win her with gifts, if she respect not words:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dumb jewels often in their silent kind" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than quick words do move a woman's mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	But she did scorn a present that I sent her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	A woman sometimes scorns what best contents her." & @CRLF & _
                "	Send her another; never give her o'er;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For scorn at first makes after-love the more." & @CRLF & _
                "	If she do frown, 'tis not in hate of you," & @CRLF & _
                "	But rather to beget more love in you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If she do chide, 'tis not to have you gone;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For why, the fools are mad, if left alone." & @CRLF & _
                "	Take no repulse, whatever she doth say;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'get you gone,' she doth not mean 'away!'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Flatter and praise, commend, extol their graces;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though ne'er so black, say they have angels' faces." & @CRLF & _
                "	That man that hath a tongue, I say, is no man," & @CRLF & _
                "	If with his tongue he cannot win a woman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	But she I mean is promised by her friends" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto a youthful gentleman of worth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And kept severely from resort of men," & @CRLF & _
                "	That no man hath access by day to her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Why, then, I would resort to her by night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Ay, but the doors be lock'd and keys kept safe," & @CRLF & _
                "	That no man hath recourse to her by night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	What lets but one may enter at her window?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Her chamber is aloft, far from the ground," & @CRLF & _
                "	And built so shelving that one cannot climb it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without apparent hazard of his life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Why then, a ladder quaintly made of cords," & @CRLF & _
                "	To cast up, with a pair of anchoring hooks," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would serve to scale another Hero's tower," & @CRLF & _
                "	So bold Leander would adventure it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Now, as thou art a gentleman of blood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Advise me where I may have such a ladder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	When would you use it? pray, sir, tell me that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	This very night; for Love is like a child," & @CRLF & _
                "	That longs for every thing that he can come by." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	By seven o'clock I'll get you such a ladder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	But, hark thee; I will go to her alone:" & @CRLF & _
                "	How shall I best convey the ladder thither?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	It will be light, my lord, that you may bear it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Under a cloak that is of any length." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	A cloak as long as thine will serve the turn?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Ay, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	                  Then let me see thy cloak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll get me one of such another length." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Why, any cloak will serve the turn, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	How shall I fashion me to wear a cloak?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I pray thee, let me feel thy cloak upon me." & @CRLF & _
                "	What letter is this same? What's here? 'To Silvia'!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And here an engine fit for my proceeding." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll be so bold to break the seal for once." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Reads]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'My thoughts do harbour with my Silvia nightly," & @CRLF & _
                "	And slaves they are to me that send them flying:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, could their master come and go as lightly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Himself would lodge where senseless they are lying!" & @CRLF & _
                "	My herald thoughts in thy pure bosom rest them:" & @CRLF & _
                "	While I, their king, that hither them importune," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do curse the grace that with such grace hath bless'd them," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because myself do want my servants' fortune:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I curse myself, for they are sent by me," & @CRLF & _
                "	That they should harbour where their lord would be.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	What's here?" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Silvia, this night I will enfranchise thee.'" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis so; and here's the ladder for the purpose." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, Phaeton,--for thou art Merops' son,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt thou aspire to guide the heavenly car" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with thy daring folly burn the world?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wilt thou reach stars, because they shine on thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, base intruder! overweening slave!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bestow thy fawning smiles on equal mates," & @CRLF & _
                "	And think my patience, more than thy desert," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is privilege for thy departure hence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thank me for this more than for all the favours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which all too much I have bestow'd on thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	But if thou linger in my territories" & @CRLF & _
                "	Longer than swiftest expedition" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will give thee time to leave our royal court," & @CRLF & _
                "	By heaven! my wrath shall far exceed the love" & @CRLF & _
                "	I ever bore my daughter or thyself." & @CRLF & _
                "	Be gone! I will not hear thy vain excuse;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, as thou lovest thy life, make speed from hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	And why not death rather than living torment?" & @CRLF & _
                "	To die is to be banish'd from myself;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Silvia is myself: banish'd from her" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is self from self: a deadly banishment!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What light is light, if Silvia be not seen?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What joy is joy, if Silvia be not by?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless it be to think that she is by" & @CRLF & _
                "	And feed upon the shadow of perfection" & @CRLF & _
                "	Except I be by Silvia in the night," & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no music in the nightingale;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless I look on Silvia in the day," & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no day for me to look upon;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is my essence, and I leave to be," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I be not by her fair influence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Foster'd, illumined, cherish'd, kept alive." & @CRLF & _
                "	I fly not death, to fly his deadly doom:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tarry I here, I but attend on death:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, fly I hence, I fly away from life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PROTEUS and LAUNCE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Run, boy, run, run, and seek him out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Soho, soho!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	What seest thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Him we go to find: there's not a hair on's head" & @CRLF & _
                "	but 'tis a Valentine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Valentine?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Who then? his spirit?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Neither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	What then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Can nothing speak? Master, shall I strike?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Who wouldst thou strike?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Villain, forbear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Why, sir, I'll strike nothing: I pray you,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Sirrah, I say, forbear. Friend Valentine, a word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	My ears are stopt and cannot hear good news," & @CRLF & _
                "	So much of bad already hath possess'd them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Then in dumb silence will I bury mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	For they are harsh, untuneable and bad." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Is Silvia dead?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	No, Valentine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	No Valentine, indeed, for sacred Silvia." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath she forsworn me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	No, Valentine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	No Valentine, if Silvia have forsworn me." & @CRLF & _
                "	What is your news?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Sir, there is a proclamation that you are vanished." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	That thou art banished--O, that's the news!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	From hence, from Silvia and from me thy friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	O, I have fed upon this woe already," & @CRLF & _
                "	And now excess of it will make me surfeit." & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth Silvia know that I am banished?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Ay, ay; and she hath offer'd to the doom--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, unreversed, stands in effectual force--" & @CRLF & _
                "	A sea of melting pearl, which some call tears:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those at her father's churlish feet she tender'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With them, upon her knees, her humble self;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wringing her hands, whose whiteness so became them" & @CRLF & _
                "	As if but now they waxed pale for woe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But neither bended knees, pure hands held up," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sad sighs, deep groans, nor silver-shedding tears," & @CRLF & _
                "	Could penetrate her uncompassionate sire;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But Valentine, if he be ta'en, must die." & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, her intercession chafed him so," & @CRLF & _
                "	When she for thy repeal was suppliant," & @CRLF & _
                "	That to close prison he commanded her," & @CRLF & _
                "	With many bitter threats of biding there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	No more; unless the next word that thou speak'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have some malignant power upon my life:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If so, I pray thee, breathe it in mine ear," & @CRLF & _
                "	As ending anthem of my endless dolour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Cease to lament for that thou canst not help," & @CRLF & _
                "	And study help for that which thou lament'st." & @CRLF & _
                "	Time is the nurse and breeder of all good." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here if thou stay, thou canst not see thy love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, thy staying will abridge thy life." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hope is a lover's staff; walk hence with that" & @CRLF & _
                "	And manage it against despairing thoughts." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy letters may be here, though thou art hence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, being writ to me, shall be deliver'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in the milk-white bosom of thy love." & @CRLF & _
                "	The time now serves not to expostulate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, I'll convey thee through the city-gate;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, ere I part with thee, confer at large" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all that may concern thy love-affairs." & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou lovest Silvia, though not for thyself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Regard thy danger, and along with me!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	I pray thee, Launce, an if thou seest my boy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bid him make haste and meet me at the North-gate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Go, sirrah, find him out. Come, Valentine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	O my dear Silvia! Hapless Valentine!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt VALENTINE and PROTEUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	I am but a fool, look you; and yet I have the wit to" & @CRLF & _
                "	think my master is a kind of a knave: but that's" & @CRLF & _
                "	all one, if he be but one knave. He lives not now" & @CRLF & _
                "	that knows me to be in love; yet I am in love; but a" & @CRLF & _
                "	team of horse shall not pluck that from me; nor who" & @CRLF & _
                "	'tis I love; and yet 'tis a woman; but what woman, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will not tell myself; and yet 'tis a milkmaid; yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	'tis not a maid, for she hath had gossips; yet 'tis" & @CRLF & _
                "	a maid, for she is her master's maid, and serves for" & @CRLF & _
                "	wages. She hath more qualities than a water-spaniel;" & @CRLF & _
                "	which is much in a bare Christian." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Pulling out a paper]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is the cate-log of her condition." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Imprimis: She can fetch and carry.' Why, a horse" & @CRLF & _
                "	can do no more: nay, a horse cannot fetch, but only" & @CRLF & _
                "	carry; therefore is she better than a jade. 'Item:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She can milk;' look you, a sweet virtue in a maid" & @CRLF & _
                "	with clean hands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SPEED]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	How now, Signior Launce! what news with your" & @CRLF & _
                "	mastership?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	With my master's ship? why, it is at sea." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Well, your old vice still; mistake the word. What" & @CRLF & _
                "	news, then, in your paper?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	The blackest news that ever thou heardest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Why, man, how black?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Why, as black as ink." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Let me read them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Fie on thee, jolt-head! thou canst not read." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Thou liest; I can." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	I will try thee. Tell me this: who begot thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Marry, the son of my grandfather." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	O illiterate loiterer! it was the son of thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	grandmother: this proves that thou canst not read." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Come, fool, come; try me in thy paper." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	There; and St. Nicholas be thy speed!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	[Reads]  'Imprimis: She can milk.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Ay, that she can." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	'Item: She brews good ale.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	And thereof comes the proverb: 'Blessing of your" & @CRLF & _
                "	heart, you brew good ale.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	'Item: She can sew.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	That's as much as to say, Can she so?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	'Item: She can knit.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	What need a man care for a stock with a wench, when" & @CRLF & _
                "	she can knit him a stock?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	'Item: She can wash and scour.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	A special virtue: for then she need not be washed" & @CRLF & _
                "	and scoured." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	'Item: She can spin.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Then may I set the world on wheels, when she can" & @CRLF & _
                "	spin for her living." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	'Item: She hath many nameless virtues.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	That's as much as to say, bastard virtues; that," & @CRLF & _
                "	indeed, know not their fathers and therefore have no names." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	'Here follow her vices.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Close at the heels of her virtues." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	'Item: She is not to be kissed fasting in respect" & @CRLF & _
                "	of her breath.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Well, that fault may be mended with a breakfast. Read on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	'Item: She hath a sweet mouth.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	That makes amends for her sour breath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	'Item: She doth talk in her sleep.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	It's no matter for that, so she sleep not in her talk." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	'Item: She is slow in words.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	O villain, that set this down among her vices! To" & @CRLF & _
                "	be slow in words is a woman's only virtue: I pray" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee, out with't, and place it for her chief virtue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	'Item: She is proud.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Out with that too; it was Eve's legacy, and cannot" & @CRLF & _
                "	be ta'en from her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	'Item: She hath no teeth.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	I care not for that neither, because I love crusts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	'Item: She is curst.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Well, the best is, she hath no teeth to bite." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	'Item: She will often praise her liquor.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	If her liquor be good, she shall: if she will not, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will; for good things should be praised." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	'Item: She is too liberal.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Of her tongue she cannot, for that's writ down she" & @CRLF & _
                "	is slow of; of her purse she shall not, for that" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll keep shut: now, of another thing she may, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	that cannot I help. Well, proceed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	'Item: She hath more hair than wit, and more faults" & @CRLF & _
                "	than hairs, and more wealth than faults.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Stop there; I'll have her: she was mine, and not" & @CRLF & _
                "	mine, twice or thrice in that last article." & @CRLF & _
                "	Rehearse that once more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	'Item: She hath more hair than wit,'--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	More hair than wit? It may be; I'll prove it. The" & @CRLF & _
                "	cover of the salt hides the salt, and therefore it" & @CRLF & _
                "	is more than the salt; the hair that covers the wit" & @CRLF & _
                "	is more than the wit, for the greater hides the" & @CRLF & _
                "	less. What's next?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	'And more faults than hairs,'--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	That's monstrous: O, that that were out!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	'And more wealth than faults.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Why, that word makes the faults gracious. Well," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll have her; and if it be a match, as nothing is" & @CRLF & _
                "	impossible,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	What then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Why, then will I tell thee--that thy master stays" & @CRLF & _
                "	for thee at the North-gate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	For me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	For thee! ay, who art thou? he hath stayed for a" & @CRLF & _
                "	better man than thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	And must I go to him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Thou must run to him, for thou hast stayed so long" & @CRLF & _
                "	that going will scarce serve the turn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Why didst not tell me sooner? pox of your love letters!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Now will he be swinged for reading my letter; an" & @CRLF & _
                "	unmannerly slave, that will thrust himself into" & @CRLF & _
                "	secrets! I'll after, to rejoice in the boy's correction." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same. The DUKE's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE and THURIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Sir Thurio, fear not but that she will love you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now Valentine is banish'd from her sight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	Since his exile she hath despised me most," & @CRLF & _
                "	Forsworn my company and rail'd at me," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I am desperate of obtaining her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	This weak impress of love is as a figure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Trenched in ice, which with an hour's heat" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dissolves to water and doth lose his form." & @CRLF & _
                "	A little time will melt her frozen thoughts" & @CRLF & _
                "	And worthless Valentine shall be forgot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PROTEUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, Sir Proteus! Is your countryman" & @CRLF & _
                "	According to our proclamation gone?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Gone, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	My daughter takes his going grievously." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	A little time, my lord, will kill that grief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	So I believe; but Thurio thinks not so." & @CRLF & _
                "	Proteus, the good conceit I hold of thee--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thou hast shown some sign of good desert--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Makes me the better to confer with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Longer than I prove loyal to your grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me not live to look upon your grace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Thou know'st how willingly I would effect" & @CRLF & _
                "	The match between Sir Thurio and my daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	I do, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	And also, I think, thou art not ignorant" & @CRLF & _
                "	How she opposes her against my will" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	She did, my lord, when Valentine was here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Ay, and perversely she persevers so." & @CRLF & _
                "	What might we do to make the girl forget" & @CRLF & _
                "	The love of Valentine and love Sir Thurio?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	The best way is to slander Valentine" & @CRLF & _
                "	With falsehood, cowardice and poor descent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Three things that women highly hold in hate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Ay, but she'll think that it is spoke in hate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Ay, if his enemy deliver it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore it must with circumstance be spoken" & @CRLF & _
                "	By one whom she esteemeth as his friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Then you must undertake to slander him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	And that, my lord, I shall be loath to do:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis an ill office for a gentleman," & @CRLF & _
                "	Especially against his very friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Where your good word cannot advantage him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your slander never can endamage him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore the office is indifferent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being entreated to it by your friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	You have prevail'd, my lord; if I can do it" & @CRLF & _
                "	By ought that I can speak in his dispraise," & @CRLF & _
                "	She shall not long continue love to him." & @CRLF & _
                "	But say this weed her love from Valentine," & @CRLF & _
                "	It follows not that she will love Sir Thurio." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	Therefore, as you unwind her love from him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest it should ravel and be good to none," & @CRLF & _
                "	You must provide to bottom it on me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which must be done by praising me as much" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you in worth dispraise Sir Valentine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	And, Proteus, we dare trust you in this kind," & @CRLF & _
                "	Because we know, on Valentine's report," & @CRLF & _
                "	You are already Love's firm votary" & @CRLF & _
                "	And cannot soon revolt and change your mind." & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon this warrant shall you have access" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where you with Silvia may confer at large;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For she is lumpish, heavy, melancholy," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for your friend's sake, will be glad of you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where you may temper her by your persuasion" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hate young Valentine and love my friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	As much as I can do, I will effect:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But you, Sir Thurio, are not sharp enough;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You must lay lime to tangle her desires" & @CRLF & _
                "	By wailful sonnets, whose composed rhymes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should be full-fraught with serviceable vows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Ay," & @CRLF & _
                "	Much is the force of heaven-bred poesy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Say that upon the altar of her beauty" & @CRLF & _
                "	You sacrifice your tears, your sighs, your heart:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Write till your ink be dry, and with your tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	Moist it again, and frame some feeling line" & @CRLF & _
                "	That may discover such integrity:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Orpheus' lute was strung with poets' sinews," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose golden touch could soften steel and stones," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make tigers tame and huge leviathans" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forsake unsounded deeps to dance on sands." & @CRLF & _
                "	After your dire-lamenting elegies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Visit by night your lady's chamber-window" & @CRLF & _
                "	With some sweet concert; to their instruments" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tune a deploring dump: the night's dead silence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will well become such sweet-complaining grievance." & @CRLF & _
                "	This, or else nothing, will inherit her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	This discipline shows thou hast been in love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	And thy advice this night I'll put in practise." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, sweet Proteus, my direction-giver," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let us into the city presently" & @CRLF & _
                "	To sort some gentlemen well skill'd in music." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a sonnet that will serve the turn" & @CRLF & _
                "	To give the onset to thy good advice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	About it, gentlemen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	We'll wait upon your grace till after supper," & @CRLF & _
                "	And afterward determine our proceedings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Even now about it! I will pardon you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	The frontiers of Mantua. A forest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter certain Outlaws]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Outlaw	Fellows, stand fast; I see a passenger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Outlaw	If there be ten, shrink not, but down with 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter VALENTINE and SPEED]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Outlaw	Stand, sir, and throw us that you have about ye:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not: we'll make you sit and rifle you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Sir, we are undone; these are the villains" & @CRLF & _
                "	That all the travellers do fear so much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	My friends,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Outlaw	That's not so, sir: we are your enemies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Outlaw	Peace! we'll hear him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Outlaw	Ay, by my beard, will we, for he's a proper man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Then know that I have little wealth to lose:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A man I am cross'd with adversity;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My riches are these poor habiliments," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of which if you should here disfurnish me," & @CRLF & _
                "	You take the sum and substance that I have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Outlaw	Whither travel you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	To Verona." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Outlaw	Whence came you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	From Milan." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Outlaw	Have you long sojourned there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Some sixteen months, and longer might have stay'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	If crooked fortune had not thwarted me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Outlaw	What, were you banish'd thence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	I was." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Outlaw	For what offence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	For that which now torments me to rehearse:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I kill'd a man, whose death I much repent;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet I slew him manfully in fight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without false vantage or base treachery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Outlaw	Why, ne'er repent it, if it were done so." & @CRLF & _
                "	But were you banish'd for so small a fault?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	I was, and held me glad of such a doom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Outlaw	Have you the tongues?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	My youthful travel therein made me happy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else I often had been miserable." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Outlaw	By the bare scalp of Robin Hood's fat friar," & @CRLF & _
                "	This fellow were a king for our wild faction!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Outlaw	We'll have him. Sirs, a word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SPEED	Master, be one of them; it's an honourable kind of thievery." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Peace, villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Outlaw	Tell us this: have you any thing to take to?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Nothing but my fortune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Outlaw	Know, then, that some of us are gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such as the fury of ungovern'd youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thrust from the company of awful men:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself was from Verona banished" & @CRLF & _
                "	For practising to steal away a lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	An heir, and near allied unto the duke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Outlaw	And I from Mantua, for a gentleman," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who, in my mood, I stabb'd unto the heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Outlaw	And I for such like petty crimes as these," & @CRLF & _
                "	But to the purpose--for we cite our faults," & @CRLF & _
                "	That they may hold excus'd our lawless lives;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And partly, seeing you are beautified" & @CRLF & _
                "	With goodly shape and by your own report" & @CRLF & _
                "	A linguist and a man of such perfection" & @CRLF & _
                "	As we do in our quality much want--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Outlaw	Indeed, because you are a banish'd man," & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, above the rest, we parley to you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are you content to be our general?" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make a virtue of necessity" & @CRLF & _
                "	And live, as we do, in this wilderness?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Outlaw	What say'st thou? wilt thou be of our consort?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Say ay, and be the captain of us all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll do thee homage and be ruled by thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Love thee as our commander and our king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Outlaw	But if thou scorn our courtesy, thou diest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Outlaw	Thou shalt not live to brag what we have offer'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	I take your offer and will live with you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Provided that you do no outrages" & @CRLF & _
                "	On silly women or poor passengers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Outlaw	No, we detest such vile base practises." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, go with us, we'll bring thee to our crews," & @CRLF & _
                "	And show thee all the treasure we have got," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, with ourselves, all rest at thy dispose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Milan. Outside the DUKE's palace, under SILVIA's chamber." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PROTEUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Already have I been false to Valentine" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now I must be as unjust to Thurio." & @CRLF & _
                "	Under the colour of commending him," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have access my own love to prefer:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But Silvia is too fair, too true, too holy," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be corrupted with my worthless gifts." & @CRLF & _
                "	When I protest true loyalty to her," & @CRLF & _
                "	She twits me with my falsehood to my friend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	When to her beauty I commend my vows," & @CRLF & _
                "	She bids me think how I have been forsworn" & @CRLF & _
                "	In breaking faith with Julia whom I loved:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And notwithstanding all her sudden quips," & @CRLF & _
                "	The least whereof would quell a lover's hope," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, spaniel-like, the more she spurns my love," & @CRLF & _
                "	The more it grows and fawneth on her still." & @CRLF & _
                "	But here comes Thurio: now must we to her window," & @CRLF & _
                "	And give some evening music to her ear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter THURIO and Musicians]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	How now, Sir Proteus, are you crept before us?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Ay, gentle Thurio: for you know that love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will creep in service where it cannot go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	Ay, but I hope, sir, that you love not here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Sir, but I do; or else I would be hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	Who? Silvia?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	                  Ay, Silvia; for your sake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	I thank you for your own. Now, gentlemen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's tune, and to it lustily awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter, at a distance, Host, and JULIA in boy's clothes]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Now, my young guest, methinks you're allycholly: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	pray you, why is it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Marry, mine host, because I cannot be merry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Come, we'll have you merry: I'll bring you where" & @CRLF & _
                "	you shall hear music and see the gentleman that you asked for." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	But shall I hear him speak?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Ay, that you shall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	That will be music." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music plays]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Hark, hark!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Is he among these?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Ay: but, peace! let's hear 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	SONG." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who is Silvia? what is she," & @CRLF & _
                "	That all our swains commend her?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Holy, fair and wise is she;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The heaven such grace did lend her," & @CRLF & _
                "	That she might admired be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is she kind as she is fair?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For beauty lives with kindness." & @CRLF & _
                "	Love doth to her eyes repair," & @CRLF & _
                "	To help him of his blindness," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, being help'd, inhabits there." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then to Silvia let us sing," & @CRLF & _
                "	That Silvia is excelling;" & @CRLF & _
                "	She excels each mortal thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the dull earth dwelling:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To her let us garlands bring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	How now! are you sadder than you were before? How" & @CRLF & _
                "	do you, man? the music likes you not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	You mistake; the musician likes me not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Why, my pretty youth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	He plays false, father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	How? out of tune on the strings?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Not so; but yet so false that he grieves my very" & @CRLF & _
                "	heart-strings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	You have a quick ear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Ay, I would I were deaf; it makes me have a slow heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	I perceive you delight not in music." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Not a whit, when it jars so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Hark, what fine change is in the music!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Ay, that change is the spite." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	You would have them always play but one thing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	I would always have one play but one thing." & @CRLF & _
                "	But, host, doth this Sir Proteus that we talk on" & @CRLF & _
                "	Often resort unto this gentlewoman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	I tell you what Launce, his man, told me: he loved" & @CRLF & _
                "	her out of all nick." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Where is Launce?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Gone to seek his dog; which tomorrow, by his" & @CRLF & _
                "	master's command, he must carry for a present to his lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Peace! stand aside: the company parts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Sir Thurio, fear not you: I will so plead" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you shall say my cunning drift excels." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	Where meet we?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	                  At Saint Gregory's well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt THURIO and Musicians]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SILVIA above]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Madam, good even to your ladyship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	I thank you for your music, gentlemen." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who is that that spake?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	One, lady, if you knew his pure heart's truth," & @CRLF & _
                "	You would quickly learn to know him by his voice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	Sir Proteus, as I take it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Sir Proteus, gentle lady, and your servant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	What's your will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	                  That I may compass yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	You have your wish; my will is even this:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That presently you hie you home to bed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou subtle, perjured, false, disloyal man!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think'st thou I am so shallow, so conceitless," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be seduced by thy flattery," & @CRLF & _
                "	That hast deceived so many with thy vows?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Return, return, and make thy love amends." & @CRLF & _
                "	For me, by this pale queen of night I swear," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am so far from granting thy request" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I despise thee for thy wrongful suit," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by and by intend to chide myself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even for this time I spend in talking to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	I grant, sweet love, that I did love a lady;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But she is dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	[Aside]        'Twere false, if I should speak it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I am sure she is not buried." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	Say that she be; yet Valentine thy friend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Survives; to whom, thyself art witness," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am betroth'd: and art thou not ashamed" & @CRLF & _
                "	To wrong him with thy importunacy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	I likewise hear that Valentine is dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	And so suppose am I; for in his grave" & @CRLF & _
                "	Assure thyself my love is buried." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Sweet lady, let me rake it from the earth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	Go to thy lady's grave and call hers thence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or, at the least, in hers sepulchre thine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	[Aside]  He heard not that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Madam, if your heart be so obdurate," & @CRLF & _
                "	Vouchsafe me yet your picture for my love," & @CRLF & _
                "	The picture that is hanging in your chamber;" & @CRLF & _
                "	To that I'll speak, to that I'll sigh and weep:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For since the substance of your perfect self" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is else devoted, I am but a shadow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And to your shadow will I make true love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	[Aside]  If 'twere a substance, you would, sure," & @CRLF & _
                "	deceive it," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make it but a shadow, as I am." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	I am very loath to be your idol, sir;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But since your falsehood shall become you well" & @CRLF & _
                "	To worship shadows and adore false shapes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Send to me in the morning and I'll send it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so, good rest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	                  As wretches have o'ernight" & @CRLF & _
                "	That wait for execution in the morn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt PROTEUS and SILVIA severally]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Host, will you go?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	By my halidom, I was fast asleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Pray you, where lies Sir Proteus?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Host	Marry, at my house. Trust me, I think 'tis almost" & @CRLF & _
                "	day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Not so; but it hath been the longest night" & @CRLF & _
                "	That e'er I watch'd and the most heaviest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EGLAMOUR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EGLAMOUR	This is the hour that Madam Silvia" & @CRLF & _
                "	Entreated me to call and know her mind:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's some great matter she'ld employ me in." & @CRLF & _
                "	Madam, madam!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SILVIA above]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	                  Who calls?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EGLAMOUR	Your servant and your friend;" & @CRLF & _
                "	One that attends your ladyship's command." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	Sir Eglamour, a thousand times good morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EGLAMOUR	As many, worthy lady, to yourself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	According to your ladyship's impose," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am thus early come to know what service" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is your pleasure to command me in." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	O Eglamour, thou art a gentleman--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Think not I flatter, for I swear I do not--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Valiant, wise, remorseful, well accomplish'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art not ignorant what dear good will" & @CRLF & _
                "	I bear unto the banish'd Valentine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor how my father would enforce me marry" & @CRLF & _
                "	Vain Thurio, whom my very soul abhors." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thyself hast loved; and I have heard thee say" & @CRLF & _
                "	No grief did ever come so near thy heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	As when thy lady and thy true love died," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon whose grave thou vow'dst pure chastity." & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Eglamour, I would to Valentine," & @CRLF & _
                "	To Mantua, where I hear he makes abode;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, for the ways are dangerous to pass," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do desire thy worthy company," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon whose faith and honour I repose." & @CRLF & _
                "	Urge not my father's anger, Eglamour," & @CRLF & _
                "	But think upon my grief, a lady's grief," & @CRLF & _
                "	And on the justice of my flying hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep me from a most unholy match," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which heaven and fortune still rewards with plagues." & @CRLF & _
                "	I do desire thee, even from a heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	As full of sorrows as the sea of sands," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bear me company and go with me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not, to hide what I have said to thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I may venture to depart alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EGLAMOUR	Madam, I pity much your grievances;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which since I know they virtuously are placed," & @CRLF & _
                "	I give consent to go along with you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Recking as little what betideth me" & @CRLF & _
                "	As much I wish all good befortune you." & @CRLF & _
                "	When will you go?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	                  This evening coming." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EGLAMOUR	Where shall I meet you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	At Friar Patrick's cell," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where I intend holy confession." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EGLAMOUR	I will not fail your ladyship. Good morrow, gentle lady." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	Good morrow, kind Sir Eglamour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt severally]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	The same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LAUNCE, with his his Dog]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	When a man's servant shall play the cur with him," & @CRLF & _
                "	look you, it goes hard: one that I brought up of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	puppy; one that I saved from drowning, when three or" & @CRLF & _
                "	four of his blind brothers and sisters went to it." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have taught him, even as one would say precisely," & @CRLF & _
                "	'thus I would teach a dog.' I was sent to deliver" & @CRLF & _
                "	him as a present to Mistress Silvia from my master;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and I came no sooner into the dining-chamber but he" & @CRLF & _
                "	steps me to her trencher and steals her capon's leg:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, 'tis a foul thing when a cur cannot keep himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	in all companies! I would have, as one should say," & @CRLF & _
                "	one that takes upon him to be a dog indeed, to be," & @CRLF & _
                "	as it were, a dog at all things. If I had not had" & @CRLF & _
                "	more wit than he, to take a fault upon me that he did," & @CRLF & _
                "	I think verily he had been hanged for't; sure as I" & @CRLF & _
                "	live, he had suffered for't; you shall judge. He" & @CRLF & _
                "	thrusts me himself into the company of three or four" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentlemanlike dogs under the duke's table: he had" & @CRLF & _
                "	not been there--bless the mark!--a pissing while, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	all the chamber smelt him. 'Out with the dog!' says" & @CRLF & _
                "	one: 'What cur is that?' says another: 'Whip him" & @CRLF & _
                "	out' says the third: 'Hang him up' says the duke." & @CRLF & _
                "	I, having been acquainted with the smell before," & @CRLF & _
                "	knew it was Crab, and goes me to the fellow that" & @CRLF & _
                "	whips the dogs: 'Friend,' quoth I, 'you mean to whip" & @CRLF & _
                "	the dog?' 'Ay, marry, do I,' quoth he. 'You do him" & @CRLF & _
                "	the more wrong,' quoth I; ''twas I did the thing you" & @CRLF & _
                "	wot of.' He makes me no more ado, but whips me out" & @CRLF & _
                "	of the chamber. How many masters would do this for" & @CRLF & _
                "	his servant? Nay, I'll be sworn, I have sat in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	stocks for puddings he hath stolen, otherwise he had" & @CRLF & _
                "	been executed; I have stood on the pillory for geese" & @CRLF & _
                "	he hath killed, otherwise he had suffered for't." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou thinkest not of this now. Nay, I remember the" & @CRLF & _
                "	trick you served me when I took my leave of Madam" & @CRLF & _
                "	Silvia: did not I bid thee still mark me and do as I" & @CRLF & _
                "	do? when didst thou see me heave up my leg and make" & @CRLF & _
                "	water against a gentlewoman's farthingale? didst" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou ever see me do such a trick?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PROTEUS and JULIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Sebastian is thy name? I like thee well" & @CRLF & _
                "	And will employ thee in some service presently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	In what you please: I'll do what I can." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	I hope thou wilt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To LAUNCE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, you whoreson peasant!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where have you been these two days loitering?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Marry, sir, I carried Mistress Silvia the dog you bade me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	And what says she to my little jewel?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Marry, she says your dog was a cur, and tells you" & @CRLF & _
                "	currish thanks is good enough for such a present." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	But she received my dog?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	No, indeed, did she not: here have I brought him" & @CRLF & _
                "	back again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	What, didst thou offer her this from me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LAUNCE	Ay, sir: the other squirrel was stolen from me by" & @CRLF & _
                "	the hangman boys in the market-place: and then I" & @CRLF & _
                "	offered her mine own, who is a dog as big as ten of" & @CRLF & _
                "	yours, and therefore the gift the greater." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Go get thee hence, and find my dog again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or ne'er return again into my sight." & @CRLF & _
                "	Away, I say! stay'st thou to vex me here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit LAUNCE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A slave, that still an end turns me to shame!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sebastian, I have entertained thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Partly that I have need of such a youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	That can with some discretion do my business," & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'tis no trusting to yond foolish lout," & @CRLF & _
                "	But chiefly for thy face and thy behavior," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which, if my augury deceive me not," & @CRLF & _
                "	Witness good bringing up, fortune and truth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore know thou, for this I entertain thee." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go presently and take this ring with thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Deliver it to Madam Silvia:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She loved me well deliver'd it to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	It seems you loved not her, to leave her token." & @CRLF & _
                "	She is dead, belike?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Not so; I think she lives." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Alas!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Why dost thou cry 'alas'?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	I cannot choose" & @CRLF & _
                "	But pity her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	                  Wherefore shouldst thou pity her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Because methinks that she loved you as well" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you do love your lady Silvia:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She dreams of him that has forgot her love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You dote on her that cares not for your love." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis pity love should be so contrary;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thinking of it makes me cry 'alas!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Well, give her that ring and therewithal" & @CRLF & _
                "	This letter. That's her chamber. Tell my lady" & @CRLF & _
                "	I claim the promise for her heavenly picture." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your message done, hie home unto my chamber," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where thou shalt find me, sad and solitary." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	How many women would do such a message?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, poor Proteus! thou hast entertain'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	A fox to be the shepherd of thy lambs." & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, poor fool! why do I pity him" & @CRLF & _
                "	That with his very heart despiseth me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Because he loves her, he despiseth me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Because I love him I must pity him." & @CRLF & _
                "	This ring I gave him when he parted from me," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bind him to remember my good will;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now am I, unhappy messenger," & @CRLF & _
                "	To plead for that which I would not obtain," & @CRLF & _
                "	To carry that which I would have refused," & @CRLF & _
                "	To praise his faith which I would have dispraised." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am my master's true-confirmed love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But cannot be true servant to my master," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless I prove false traitor to myself." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet will I woo for him, but yet so coldly" & @CRLF & _
                "	As, heaven it knows, I would not have him speed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SILVIA, attended]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gentlewoman, good day! I pray you, be my mean" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bring me where to speak with Madam Silvia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	What would you with her, if that I be she?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	If you be she, I do entreat your patience" & @CRLF & _
                "	To hear me speak the message I am sent on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	From whom?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	From my master, Sir Proteus, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	O, he sends you for a picture." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Ay, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	Ursula, bring my picture here." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go give your master this: tell him from me," & @CRLF & _
                "	One Julia, that his changing thoughts forget," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would better fit his chamber than this shadow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Madam, please you peruse this letter.--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pardon me, madam; I have unadvised" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deliver'd you a paper that I should not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the letter to your ladyship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	I pray thee, let me look on that again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	It may not be; good madam, pardon me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	There, hold!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will not look upon your master's lines:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I know they are stuff'd with protestations" & @CRLF & _
                "	And full of new-found oaths; which he will break" & @CRLF & _
                "	As easily as I do tear his paper." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Madam, he sends your ladyship this ring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	The more shame for him that he sends it me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I have heard him say a thousand times" & @CRLF & _
                "	His Julia gave it him at his departure." & @CRLF & _
                "	Though his false finger have profaned the ring," & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine shall not do his Julia so much wrong." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	She thanks you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	What say'st thou?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	I thank you, madam, that you tender her." & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor gentlewoman! my master wrongs her much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	Dost thou know her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Almost as well as I do know myself:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To think upon her woes I do protest" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have wept a hundred several times." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	Belike she thinks that Proteus hath forsook her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	I think she doth; and that's her cause of sorrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	Is she not passing fair?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	She hath been fairer, madam, than she is:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When she did think my master loved her well," & @CRLF & _
                "	She, in my judgment, was as fair as you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But since she did neglect her looking-glass" & @CRLF & _
                "	And threw her sun-expelling mask away," & @CRLF & _
                "	The air hath starved the roses in her cheeks" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pinch'd the lily-tincture of her face," & @CRLF & _
                "	That now she is become as black as I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	How tall was she?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	About my stature; for at Pentecost," & @CRLF & _
                "	When all our pageants of delight were play'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Our youth got me to play the woman's part," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I was trimm'd in Madam Julia's gown," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which served me as fit, by all men's judgments," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if the garment had been made for me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore I know she is about my height." & @CRLF & _
                "	And at that time I made her weep agood," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I did play a lamentable part:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Madam, 'twas Ariadne passioning" & @CRLF & _
                "	For Theseus' perjury and unjust flight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I so lively acted with my tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	That my poor mistress, moved therewithal," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wept bitterly; and would I might be dead" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I in thought felt not her very sorrow!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	She is beholding to thee, gentle youth." & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, poor lady, desolate and left!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I weep myself to think upon thy words." & @CRLF & _
                "	Here, youth, there is my purse; I give thee this" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thy sweet mistress' sake, because thou lovest her." & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit SILVIA, with attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	And she shall thank you for't, if e'er you know her." & @CRLF & _
                "	A virtuous gentlewoman, mild and beautiful" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hope my master's suit will be but cold," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since she respects my mistress' love so much." & @CRLF & _
                "	Alas, how love can trifle with itself!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here is her picture: let me see; I think," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I had such a tire, this face of mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were full as lovely as is this of hers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet the painter flatter'd her a little," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless I flatter with myself too much." & @CRLF & _
                "	Her hair is auburn, mine is perfect yellow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If that be all the difference in his love," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll get me such a colour'd periwig." & @CRLF & _
                "	Her eyes are grey as glass, and so are mine:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, but her forehead's low, and mine's as high." & @CRLF & _
                "	What should it be that he respects in her" & @CRLF & _
                "	But I can make respective in myself," & @CRLF & _
                "	If this fond Love were not a blinded god?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, shadow, come and take this shadow up," & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'tis thy rival. O thou senseless form," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shalt be worshipp'd, kiss'd, loved and adored!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, were there sense in his idolatry," & @CRLF & _
                "	My substance should be statue in thy stead." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll use thee kindly for thy mistress' sake," & @CRLF & _
                "	That used me so; or else, by Jove I vow," & @CRLF & _
                "	I should have scratch'd out your unseeing eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make my master out of love with thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Milan. An abbey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter EGLAMOUR]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EGLAMOUR	The sun begins to gild the western sky;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now it is about the very hour" & @CRLF & _
                "	That Silvia, at Friar Patrick's cell, should meet me." & @CRLF & _
                "	She will not fail, for lovers break not hours," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless it be to come before their time;" & @CRLF & _
                "	So much they spur their expedition." & @CRLF & _
                "	See where she comes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter SILVIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		Lady, a happy evening!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	Amen, amen! Go on, good Eglamour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out at the postern by the abbey-wall:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I fear I am attended by some spies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EGLAMOUR	Fear not: the forest is not three leagues off;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If we recover that, we are sure enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	The same. The DUKE's palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter THURIO, PROTEUS, and JULIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to my suit?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	O, sir, I find her milder than she was;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet she takes exceptions at your person." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	What, that my leg is too long?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	No; that it is too little." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	I'll wear a boot, to make it somewhat rounder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	[Aside]  But love will not be spurr'd to what" & @CRLF & _
                "	it loathes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	What says she to my face?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	She says it is a fair one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	Nay then, the wanton lies; my face is black." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	But pearls are fair; and the old saying is," & @CRLF & _
                "	Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	[Aside]  'Tis true; such pearls as put out" & @CRLF & _
                "	ladies' eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I had rather wink than look on them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	How likes she my discourse?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Ill, when you talk of war." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	But well, when I discourse of love and peace?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	[Aside]  But better, indeed, when you hold your peace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	What says she to my valour?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	O, sir, she makes no doubt of that." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	[Aside]  She needs not, when she knows it cowardice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	What says she to my birth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	That you are well derived." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	[Aside]  True; from a gentleman to a fool." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	Considers she my possessions?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	O, ay; and pities them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	Wherefore?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	[Aside]  That such an ass should owe them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	That they are out by lease." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Here comes the duke." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter DUKE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	How now, Sir Proteus! how now, Thurio!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which of you saw Sir Eglamour of late?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	Not I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	     Nor I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	          Saw you my daughter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Neither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Why then," & @CRLF & _
                "	She's fled unto that peasant Valentine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Eglamour is in her company." & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis true; for Friar Laurence met them both," & @CRLF & _
                "	As he in penance wander'd through the forest;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Him he knew well, and guess'd that it was she," & @CRLF & _
                "	But, being mask'd, he was not sure of it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, she did intend confession" & @CRLF & _
                "	At Patrick's cell this even; and there she was not;" & @CRLF & _
                "	These likelihoods confirm her flight from hence." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore, I pray you, stand not to discourse," & @CRLF & _
                "	But mount you presently and meet with me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the rising of the mountain-foot" & @CRLF & _
                "	That leads towards Mantua, whither they are fled:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dispatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	Why, this it is to be a peevish girl," & @CRLF & _
                "	That flies her fortune when it follows her." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll after, more to be revenged on Eglamour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than for the love of reckless Silvia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	And I will follow, more for Silvia's love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	And I will follow, more to cross that love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than hate for Silvia that is gone for love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	The frontiers of Mantua. The forest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Outlaws with SILVIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Outlaw	Come, come," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be patient; we must bring you to our captain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	A thousand more mischances than this one" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have learn'd me how to brook this patiently." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Outlaw	Come, bring her away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Outlaw	Where is the gentleman that was with her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Outlaw	Being nimble-footed, he hath outrun us," & @CRLF & _
                "	But Moyses and Valerius follow him." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go thou with her to the west end of the wood;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is our captain: we'll follow him that's fled;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The thicket is beset; he cannot 'scape." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Outlaw	Come, I must bring you to our captain's cave:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fear not; he bears an honourable mind," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will not use a woman lawlessly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	O Valentine, this I endure for thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	Another part of the forest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter VALENTINE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	How use doth breed a habit in a man!" & @CRLF & _
                "	This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods," & @CRLF & _
                "	I better brook than flourishing peopled towns:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here can I sit alone, unseen of any," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to the nightingale's complaining notes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tune my distresses and record my woes." & @CRLF & _
                "	O thou that dost inhabit in my breast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Leave not the mansion so long tenantless," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest, growing ruinous, the building fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave no memory of what it was!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Repair me with thy presence, Silvia;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What halloing and what stir is this to-day?" & @CRLF & _
                "	These are my mates, that make their wills their law," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have some unhappy passenger in chase." & @CRLF & _
                "	They love me well; yet I have much to do" & @CRLF & _
                "	To keep them from uncivil outrages." & @CRLF & _
                "	Withdraw thee, Valentine: who's this comes here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PROTEUS, SILVIA, and JULIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Madam, this service I have done for you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though you respect not aught your servant doth," & @CRLF & _
                "	To hazard life and rescue you from him" & @CRLF & _
                "	That would have forced your honour and your love;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Vouchsafe me, for my meed, but one fair look;" & @CRLF & _
                "	A smaller boon than this I cannot beg" & @CRLF & _
                "	And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	[Aside]  How like a dream is this I see and hear!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Love, lend me patience to forbear awhile." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	O miserable, unhappy that I am!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Unhappy were you, madam, ere I came;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But by my coming I have made you happy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	By thy approach thou makest me most unhappy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	[Aside]  And me, when he approacheth to your presence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	Had I been seized by a hungry lion," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would have been a breakfast to the beast," & @CRLF & _
                "	Rather than have false Proteus rescue me." & @CRLF & _
                "	O, Heaven be judge how I love Valentine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose life's as tender to me as my soul!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And full as much, for more there cannot be," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do detest false perjured Proteus." & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore be gone; solicit me no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	What dangerous action, stood it next to death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would I not undergo for one calm look!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, 'tis the curse in love, and still approved," & @CRLF & _
                "	When women cannot love where they're beloved!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	When Proteus cannot love where he's beloved." & @CRLF & _
                "	Read over Julia's heart, thy first best love," & @CRLF & _
                "	For whose dear sake thou didst then rend thy faith" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into a thousand oaths; and all those oaths" & @CRLF & _
                "	Descended into perjury, to love me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou'dst two;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that's far worse than none; better have none" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than plural faith which is too much by one:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou counterfeit to thy true friend!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	In love" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who respects friend?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	All men but Proteus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can no way change you to a milder form," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll woo you like a soldier, at arms' end," & @CRLF & _
                "	And love you 'gainst the nature of love,--force ye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SILVIA	O heaven!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	        I'll force thee yield to my desire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Ruffian, let go that rude uncivil touch," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou friend of an ill fashion!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Valentine!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Thou common friend, that's without faith or love," & @CRLF & _
                "	For such is a friend now; treacherous man!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou hast beguiled my hopes; nought but mine eye" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could have persuaded me: now I dare not say" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have one friend alive; thou wouldst disprove me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who should be trusted, when one's own right hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is perjured to the bosom? Proteus," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am sorry I must never trust thee more," & @CRLF & _
                "	But count the world a stranger for thy sake." & @CRLF & _
                "	The private wound is deepest: O time most accurst," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Mongst all foes that a friend should be the worst!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	My shame and guilt confounds me." & @CRLF & _
                "	Forgive me, Valentine: if hearty sorrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be a sufficient ransom for offence," & @CRLF & _
                "	I tender 't here; I do as truly suffer" & @CRLF & _
                "	As e'er I did commit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Then I am paid;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And once again I do receive thee honest." & @CRLF & _
                "	Who by repentance is not satisfied" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is nor of heaven nor earth, for these are pleased." & @CRLF & _
                "	By penitence the Eternal's wrath's appeased:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, that my love may appear plain and free," & @CRLF & _
                "	All that was mine in Silvia I give thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	O me unhappy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Swoons]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Look to the boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Why, boy! why, wag! how now! what's the matter?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look up; speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	O good sir, my master charged me to deliver a ring" & @CRLF & _
                "	to Madam Silvia, which, out of my neglect, was never done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Where is that ring, boy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Here 'tis; this is it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	How! let me see:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, this is the ring I gave to Julia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	O, cry you mercy, sir, I have mistook:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This is the ring you sent to Silvia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	But how camest thou by this ring? At my depart" & @CRLF & _
                "	I gave this unto Julia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	And Julia herself did give it me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And Julia herself hath brought it hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	How! Julia!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	Behold her that gave aim to all thy oaths," & @CRLF & _
                "	And entertain'd 'em deeply in her heart." & @CRLF & _
                "	How oft hast thou with perjury cleft the root!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O Proteus, let this habit make thee blush!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be thou ashamed that I have took upon me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Such an immodest raiment, if shame live" & @CRLF & _
                "	In a disguise of love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is the lesser blot, modesty finds," & @CRLF & _
                "	Women to change their shapes than men their minds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Than men their minds! 'tis true." & @CRLF & _
                "	O heaven! were man" & @CRLF & _
                "	But constant, he were perfect. That one error" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fills him with faults; makes him run through all the sins:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Inconstancy falls off ere it begins." & @CRLF & _
                "	What is in Silvia's face, but I may spy" & @CRLF & _
                "	More fresh in Julia's with a constant eye?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Come, come, a hand from either:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me be blest to make this happy close;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twere pity two such friends should be long foes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PROTEUS	Bear witness, Heaven, I have my wish for ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "JULIA	And I mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Outlaws, with DUKE and THURIO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Outlaws	A prize, a prize, a prize!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Forbear, forbear, I say! it is my lord the duke." & @CRLF & _
                "	Your grace is welcome to a man disgraced," & @CRLF & _
                "	Banished Valentine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Sir Valentine!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	Yonder is Silvia; and Silvia's mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Thurio, give back, or else embrace thy death;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come not within the measure of my wrath;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not name Silvia thine; if once again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Verona shall not hold thee. Here she stands;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take but possession of her with a touch:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I dare thee but to breathe upon my love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "THURIO	Sir Valentine, I care not for her, I;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I hold him but a fool that will endanger" & @CRLF & _
                "	His body for a girl that loves him not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I claim her not, and therefore she is thine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	The more degenerate and base art thou," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make such means for her as thou hast done" & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave her on such slight conditions." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, by the honour of my ancestry," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do applaud thy spirit, Valentine," & @CRLF & _
                "	And think thee worthy of an empress' love:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Know then, I here forget all former griefs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cancel all grudge, repeal thee home again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Plead a new state in thy unrivall'd merit," & @CRLF & _
                "	To which I thus subscribe: Sir Valentine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art a gentleman and well derived;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take thou thy Silvia, for thou hast deserved her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	I thank your grace; the gift hath made me happy." & @CRLF & _
                "	I now beseech you, for your daughter's sake," & @CRLF & _
                "	To grant one boom that I shall ask of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	I grant it, for thine own, whate'er it be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	These banish'd men that I have kept withal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are men endued with worthy qualities:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forgive them what they have committed here" & @CRLF & _
                "	And let them be recall'd from their exile:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They are reformed, civil, full of good" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fit for great employment, worthy lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	Thou hast prevail'd; I pardon them and thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dispose of them as thou know'st their deserts." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, let us go: we will include all jars" & @CRLF & _
                "	With triumphs, mirth and rare solemnity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	And, as we walk along, I dare be bold" & @CRLF & _
                "	With our discourse to make your grace to smile." & @CRLF & _
                "	What think you of this page, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	I think the boy hath grace in him; he blushes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	I warrant you, my lord, more grace than boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DUKE	What mean you by that saying?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VALENTINE	Please you, I'll tell you as we pass along," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you will wonder what hath fortuned." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, Proteus; 'tis your penance but to hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	The story of your loves discovered:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That done, our day of marriage shall be yours;" & @CRLF & _
                "	One feast, one house, one mutual happiness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE PASSIONATE PILGRIM" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "I." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "WHEN my love swears that she is made of truth," & @CRLF & _
                "I do believe her, though I know she lies," & @CRLF & _
                "That she might think me some untutor'd youth," & @CRLF & _
                "Unskilful in the world's false forgeries." & @CRLF & _
                "Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young," & @CRLF & _
                "Although I know my years be past the best," & @CRLF & _
                "I smiling credit her false-speaking tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "Outfacing faults in love with love's ill rest." & @CRLF & _
                "But wherefore says my love that she is young?" & @CRLF & _
                "And wherefore say not I that I am old?" & @CRLF & _
                "O, love's best habit is a soothing tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "And age, in love, loves not to have years told." & @CRLF & _
                "Therefore I'll lie with love, and love with me," & @CRLF & _
                "Since that our faults in love thus smother'd be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "II." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Two loves I have, of comfort and despair," & @CRLF & _
                "That like two spirits do suggest me still;" & @CRLF & _
                "My better angel is a man right fair," & @CRLF & _
                "My worser spirit a woman colour'd ill." & @CRLF & _
                "To win me soon to hell, my female evil" & @CRLF & _
                "Tempteth my better angel from my side," & @CRLF & _
                "And would corrupt my saint to be a devil," & @CRLF & _
                "Wooing his purity with her fair pride." & @CRLF & _
                "And whether that my angel be turn'd fiend," & @CRLF & _
                "Suspect I may, yet not directly tell:" & @CRLF & _
                "For being both to me, both to each friend," & @CRLF & _
                "I guess one angel in another's hell;" & @CRLF & _
                "The truth I shall not know, but live in doubt," & @CRLF & _
                "Till my bad angel fire my good one out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "III." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Did not the heavenly rhetoric of thine eye," & @CRLF & _
                "'Gainst whom the world could not hold argument," & @CRLF & _
                "Persuade my heart to this false perjury?" & @CRLF & _
                "Vows for thee broke deserve not punishment." & @CRLF & _
                "A woman I forswore; but I will prove," & @CRLF & _
                "Thou being a goddess, I forswore not thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "My vow was earthly, thou a heavenly love;" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy grace being gain'd cures all disgrace in me." & @CRLF & _
                "My vow was breath, and breath a vapour is;" & @CRLF & _
                "Then, thou fair sun, that on this earth doth shine," & @CRLF & _
                "Exhale this vapour vow; in thee it is:" & @CRLF & _
                "If broken, then it is no fault of mine." & @CRLF & _
                "If by me broke, what fool is not so wise" & @CRLF & _
                "To break an oath, to win a paradise?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sweet Cytherea, sitting by a brook" & @CRLF & _
                "With young Adonis, lovely, fresh, and green," & @CRLF & _
                "Did court the lad with many a lovely look," & @CRLF & _
                "Such looks as none could look but beauty's queen." & @CRLF & _
                "She told him stories to delight his ear;" & @CRLF & _
                "She showed him favors to allure his eye;" & @CRLF & _
                "To win his heart, she touch'd him here and there,--" & @CRLF & _
                "Touches so soft still conquer chastity." & @CRLF & _
                "But whether unripe years did want conceit," & @CRLF & _
                "Or he refused to take her figured proffer," & @CRLF & _
                "The tender nibbler would not touch the bait," & @CRLF & _
                "But smile and jest at every gentle offer:" & @CRLF & _
                "Then fell she on her back, fair queen, and toward:" & @CRLF & _
                "He rose and ran away; ah, fool too froward!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "V." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "If love make me forsworn, how shall I swear to love?" & @CRLF & _
                "O never faith could hold, if not to beauty vow'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "Though to myself forsworn, to thee I'll constant prove;" & @CRLF & _
                "Those thoughts, to me like oaks, to thee like osiers bow'd." & @CRLF & _
                "Study his bias leaves, and makes his book thine eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "Where all those pleasures live that art can comprehend." & @CRLF & _
                "If knowledge be the mark, to know thee shall suffice;" & @CRLF & _
                "Well learned is that tongue that well can thee commend;" & @CRLF & _
                "All ignorant that soul that sees thee without wonder;" & @CRLF & _
                "Which is to me some praise, that I thy parts admire:" & @CRLF & _
                "Thine eye Jove's lightning seems, thy voice his dreadful" & @CRLF & _
                "thunder," & @CRLF & _
                "Which, not to anger bent, is music and sweet fire." & @CRLF & _
                "Celestial as thou art, O do not love that wrong," & @CRLF & _
                "To sing heaven's praise with such an earthly tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Scarce had the sun dried up the dewy morn," & @CRLF & _
                "And scarce the herd gone to the hedge for shade," & @CRLF & _
                "When Cytherea, all in love forlorn," & @CRLF & _
                "A longing tarriance for Adonis made" & @CRLF & _
                "Under an osier growing by a brook," & @CRLF & _
                "A brook where Adon used to cool his spleen:" & @CRLF & _
                "Hot was the day; she hotter that did look" & @CRLF & _
                "For his approach, that often there had been." & @CRLF & _
                "Anon he comes, and throws his mantle by," & @CRLF & _
                "And stood stark naked on the brook's green brim:" & @CRLF & _
                "The sun look'd on the world with glorious eye," & @CRLF & _
                "Yet not so wistly as this queen on him." & @CRLF & _
                "He, spying her, bounced in, whereas he stood:" & @CRLF & _
                "'O Jove,' quoth she, 'why was not I a flood!'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fair is my love, but not so fair as fickle;" & @CRLF & _
                "Mild as a dove, but neither true nor trusty;" & @CRLF & _
                "Brighter than glass, and yet, as glass is, brittle;" & @CRLF & _
                "Softer than wax, and yet, as iron, rusty:" & @CRLF & _
                "A lily pale, with damask dye to grace her," & @CRLF & _
                "None fairer, nor none falser to deface her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Her lips to mine how often hath she joined," & @CRLF & _
                "Between each kiss her oaths of true love swearing!" & @CRLF & _
                "How many tales to please me hath she coined," & @CRLF & _
                "Dreading my love, the loss thereof still fearing!" & @CRLF & _
                "Yet in the midst of all her pure protestings," & @CRLF & _
                "Her faith, her oaths, her tears, and all were jestings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "She burn'd with love, as straw with fire flameth;" & @CRLF & _
                "She burn'd out love, as soon as straw outburneth;" & @CRLF & _
                "She framed the love, and yet she foil'd the framing;" & @CRLF & _
                "She bade love last, and yet she fell a-turning." & @CRLF & _
                "Was this a lover, or a lecher whether?" & @CRLF & _
                "Bad in the best, though excellent in neither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "VIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "If music and sweet poetry agree," & @CRLF & _
                "As they must needs, the sister and the brother," & @CRLF & _
                "Then must the love be great 'twixt thee and me," & @CRLF & _
                "Because thou lovest the one, and I the other." & @CRLF & _
                "Dowland to thee is dear, whose heavenly touch" & @CRLF & _
                "Upon the lute doth ravish human sense;" & @CRLF & _
                "Spenser to me, whose deep conceit is such" & @CRLF & _
                "As, passing all conceit, needs no defence." & @CRLF & _
                "Thou lovest to hear the sweet melodious sound" & @CRLF & _
                "That Phoebus' lute, the queen of music, makes;" & @CRLF & _
                "And I in deep delight am chiefly drown'd" & @CRLF & _
                "When as himself to singing he betakes." & @CRLF & _
                "One god is god of both, as poets feign;" & @CRLF & _
                "One knight loves both, and both in thee remain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Fair was the morn when the fair queen of love," & @CRLF & _
                "[		   ]" & @CRLF & _
                "Paler for sorrow than her milk-white dove," & @CRLF & _
                "For Adon's sake, a youngster proud and wild;" & @CRLF & _
                "Her stand she takes upon a steep-up hill:" & @CRLF & _
                "Anon Adonis comes with horn and hounds;" & @CRLF & _
                "She, silly queen, with more than love's good will," & @CRLF & _
                "Forbade the boy he should not pass those grounds:" & @CRLF & _
                "'Once,' quoth she, 'did I see a fair sweet youth" & @CRLF & _
                "Here in these brakes deep-wounded with a boar," & @CRLF & _
                "Deep in the thigh, a spectacle of ruth!" & @CRLF & _
                "See, in my thigh,' quoth she, 'here was the sore.'" & @CRLF & _
                "She showed hers: he saw more wounds than one," & @CRLF & _
                "And blushing fled, and left her all alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "X." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sweet rose, fair flower, untimely pluck'd, soon vaded," & @CRLF & _
                "Pluck'd in the bud, and vaded in the spring!" & @CRLF & _
                "Bright orient pearl, alack, too timely shaded!" & @CRLF & _
                "Fair creature, kill'd too soon by death's sharp sting!" & @CRLF & _
                "Like a green plum that hangs upon a tree," & @CRLF & _
                "And falls, through wind, before the fall should be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "I weep for thee, and yet no cause I have;" & @CRLF & _
                "For why thou left'st me nothing in thy will:" & @CRLF & _
                "And yet thou left'st me more than I did crave;" & @CRLF & _
                "For why I craved nothing of thee still:" & @CRLF & _
                "O yes, dear friend, I pardon crave of thee," & @CRLF & _
                "Thy discontent thou didst bequeath to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Venus, with young Adonis sitting by her" & @CRLF & _
                "Under a myrtle shade, began to woo him:" & @CRLF & _
                "She told the youngling how god Mars did try her," & @CRLF & _
                "And as he fell to her, so fell she to him." & @CRLF & _
                "'Even thus,' quoth she, 'the warlike god embraced me,'" & @CRLF & _
                "And then she clipp'd Adonis in her arms;" & @CRLF & _
                "'Even thus,' quoth she, 'the warlike god unlaced me,'" & @CRLF & _
                "As if the boy should use like loving charms;" & @CRLF & _
                "'Even thus,' quoth she, 'he seized on my lips,'" & @CRLF & _
                "And with her lips on his did act the seizure:" & @CRLF & _
                "And as she fetched breath, away he skips," & @CRLF & _
                "And would not take her meaning nor her pleasure." & @CRLF & _
                "Ah, that I had my lady at this bay," & @CRLF & _
                "To kiss and clip me till I run away!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Crabbed age and youth cannot live together:" & @CRLF & _
                "Youth is full of pleasance, age is full of care;" & @CRLF & _
                "Youth like summer morn, age like winter weather;" & @CRLF & _
                "Youth like summer brave, age like winter bare." & @CRLF & _
                "Youth is full of sport, age's breath is short;" & @CRLF & _
                "Youth is nimble, age is lame;" & @CRLF & _
                "Youth is hot and bold, age is weak and cold;" & @CRLF & _
                "Youth is wild, and age is tame." & @CRLF & _
                "Age, I do abhor thee; youth, I do adore thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "O, my love, my love is young!" & @CRLF & _
                "Age, I do defy thee: O, sweet shepherd, hie thee," & @CRLF & _
                "For methinks thou stay'st too long," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Beauty is but a vain and doubtful good;" & @CRLF & _
                "A shining gloss that vadeth suddenly;" & @CRLF & _
                "A flower that dies when first it gins to bud;" & @CRLF & _
                "A brittle glass that's broken presently:" & @CRLF & _
                "A doubtful good, a gloss, a glass, a flower," & @CRLF & _
                "Lost, vaded, broken, dead within an hour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "And as goods lost are seld or never found," & @CRLF & _
                "As vaded gloss no rubbing will refresh," & @CRLF & _
                "As flowers dead lie wither'd on the ground," & @CRLF & _
                "As broken glass no cement can redress," & @CRLF & _
                "So beauty blemish'd once's for ever lost," & @CRLF & _
                "In spite of physic, painting, pain and cost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XIV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Good night, good rest. Ah, neither be my share:" & @CRLF & _
                "She bade good night that kept my rest away;" & @CRLF & _
                "And daff'd me to a cabin hang'd with care," & @CRLF & _
                "To descant on the doubts of my decay." & @CRLF & _
                "'Farewell,' quoth she, 'and come again tomorrow:'" & @CRLF & _
                "Fare well I could not, for I supp'd with sorrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Yet at my parting sweetly did she smile," & @CRLF & _
                "In scorn or friendship, nill I construe whether:" & @CRLF & _
                "'T may be, she joy'd to jest at my exile," & @CRLF & _
                "'T may be, again to make me wander thither:" & @CRLF & _
                "'Wander,' a word for shadows like myself," & @CRLF & _
                "As take the pain, but cannot pluck the pelf." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XV." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord, how mine eyes throw gazes to the east!" & @CRLF & _
                "My heart doth charge the watch; the morning rise" & @CRLF & _
                "Doth cite each moving sense from idle rest." & @CRLF & _
                "Not daring trust the office of mine eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "While Philomela sits and sings, I sit and mark," & @CRLF & _
                "And wish her lays were tuned like the lark;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "For she doth welcome daylight with her ditty," & @CRLF & _
                "And drives away dark dismal-dreaming night:" & @CRLF & _
                "The night so pack'd, I post unto my pretty;" & @CRLF & _
                "Heart hath his hope, and eyes their wished sight;" & @CRLF & _
                "Sorrow changed to solace, solace mix'd with sorrow;" & @CRLF & _
                "For why, she sigh'd and bade me come tomorrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Were I with her, the night would post too soon;" & @CRLF & _
                "But now are minutes added to the hours;" & @CRLF & _
                "To spite me now, each minute seems a moon;" & @CRLF & _
                "Yet not for me, shine sun to succor flowers!" & @CRLF & _
                "Pack night, peep day; good day, of night now borrow:" & @CRLF & _
                "Short, night, to-night, and length thyself tomorrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	SONNETS TO SUNDRY NOTES OF MUSIC" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XVI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "IT was a lording's daughter, the fairest one of three," & @CRLF & _
                "That liked of her master as well as well might be," & @CRLF & _
                "Till looking on an Englishman, the fair'st that eye could see," & @CRLF & _
                "Her fancy fell a-turning." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Long was the combat doubtful that love with love did fight," & @CRLF & _
                "To leave the master loveless, or kill the gallant knight:" & @CRLF & _
                "To put in practise either, alas, it was a spite" & @CRLF & _
                "Unto the silly damsel!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "But one must be refused; more mickle was the pain" & @CRLF & _
                "That nothing could be used to turn them both to gain," & @CRLF & _
                "For of the two the trusty knight was wounded with disdain:" & @CRLF & _
                "Alas, she could not help it!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thus art with arms contending was victor of the day," & @CRLF & _
                "Which by a gift of learning did bear the maid away:" & @CRLF & _
                "Then, lullaby, the learned man hath got the lady gay;" & @CRLF & _
                "For now my song is ended." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XVII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "On a day, alack the day!" & @CRLF & _
                "Love, whose month was ever May," & @CRLF & _
                "Spied a blossom passing fair," & @CRLF & _
                "Playing in the wanton air:" & @CRLF & _
                "Through the velvet leaves the wind" & @CRLF & _
                "All unseen, gan passage find;" & @CRLF & _
                "That the lover, sick to death," & @CRLF & _
                "Wish'd himself the heaven's breath," & @CRLF & _
                "'Air,' quoth he, 'thy cheeks may blow;" & @CRLF & _
                "Air, would I might triumph so!" & @CRLF & _
                "But, alas! my hand hath sworn" & @CRLF & _
                "Ne'er to pluck thee from thy thorn:" & @CRLF & _
                "Vow, alack! for youth unmeet:" & @CRLF & _
                "Youth, so apt to pluck a sweet." & @CRLF & _
                "Thou for whom Jove would swear" & @CRLF & _
                "Juno but an Ethiope were;" & @CRLF & _
                "And deny himself for Jove," & @CRLF & _
                "Turning mortal for thy love.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XVIII." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "My flocks feed not," & @CRLF & _
                "My ewes breed not," & @CRLF & _
                "My rams speed not," & @CRLF & _
                "All is amiss:" & @CRLF & _
                "Love's denying," & @CRLF & _
                "Faith's defying," & @CRLF & _
                "Heart's renying," & @CRLF & _
                "Causer of this." & @CRLF & _
                "All my merry jigs are quite forgot," & @CRLF & _
                "All my lady's love is lost, God wot:" & @CRLF & _
                "Where her faith was firmly fix'd in love," & @CRLF & _
                "There a nay is placed without remove." & @CRLF & _
                "One silly cross" & @CRLF & _
                "Wrought all my loss;" & @CRLF & _
                "O frowning Fortune, cursed, fickle dame!" & @CRLF & _
                "For now I see" & @CRLF & _
                "Inconstancy" & @CRLF & _
                "More in women than in men remain." & @CRLF & _
                "In black mourn I," & @CRLF & _
                "All fears scorn I," & @CRLF & _
                "Love hath forlorn me," & @CRLF & _
                "Living in thrall:" & @CRLF & _
                "Heart is bleeding," & @CRLF & _
                "All help needing," & @CRLF & _
                "O cruel speeding," & @CRLF & _
                "Fraughted with gall." & @CRLF & _
                "My shepherd's pipe can sound no deal;" & @CRLF & _
                "My wether's bell rings doleful knell;" & @CRLF & _
                "My curtail dog, that wont to have play'd" & @CRLF & _
                "Plays not at all, but seems afraid;" & @CRLF & _
                "My sighs so deep" & @CRLF & _
                "Procure to weep," & @CRLF & _
                "In howling wise, to see my doleful plight." & @CRLF & _
                "How sighs resound" & @CRLF & _
                "Through heartless ground," & @CRLF & _
                "Like a thousand vanquish'd men in bloody fight!" & @CRLF & _
                "Clear wells spring not," & @CRLF & _
                "Sweet birds sing not," & @CRLF & _
                "Green plants bring not" & @CRLF & _
                "Forth their dye;" & @CRLF & _
                "Herds stand weeping," & @CRLF & _
                "Flocks all sleeping," & @CRLF & _
                "Nymphs back peeping" & @CRLF & _
                "Fearfully:" & @CRLF & _
                "All our pleasure known to us poor swains," & @CRLF & _
                "All our merry meetings on the plains," & @CRLF & _
                "All our evening sport from us is fled," & @CRLF & _
                "All our love is lost, for Love is dead" & @CRLF & _
                "Farewell, sweet lass," & @CRLF & _
                "Thy like ne'er was" & @CRLF & _
                "For a sweet content, the cause of all my moan:" & @CRLF & _
                "Poor Corydon" & @CRLF & _
                "Must live alone;" & @CRLF & _
                "Other help for him I see that there is none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XIX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "When as thine eye hath chose the dame," & @CRLF & _
                "And stall'd the deer that thou shouldst strike," & @CRLF & _
                "Let reason rule things worthy blame," & @CRLF & _
                "As well as fancy partial might:" & @CRLF & _
                "Take counsel of some wiser head," & @CRLF & _
                "Neither too young nor yet unwed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "And when thou comest thy tale to tell," & @CRLF & _
                "Smooth not thy tongue with filed talk," & @CRLF & _
                "Lest she some subtle practise smell,--" & @CRLF & _
                "A cripple soon can find a halt;--" & @CRLF & _
                "But plainly say thou lovest her well," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "And set thy person forth to sell." & @CRLF & _
                "What though her frowning brows be bent," & @CRLF & _
                "Her cloudy looks will calm ere night:" & @CRLF & _
                "And then too late she will repent" & @CRLF & _
                "That thus dissembled her delight;" & @CRLF & _
                "And twice desire, ere it be day," & @CRLF & _
                "That which with scorn she put away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "What though she strive to try her strength," & @CRLF & _
                "And ban and brawl, and say thee nay," & @CRLF & _
                "Her feeble force will yield at length," & @CRLF & _
                "When craft hath taught her thus to say," & @CRLF & _
                "'Had women been so strong as men," & @CRLF & _
                "In faith, you had not had it then.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "And to her will frame all thy ways;" & @CRLF & _
                "Spare not to spend, and chiefly there" & @CRLF & _
                "Where thy desert may merit praise," & @CRLF & _
                "By ringing in thy lady's ear:" & @CRLF & _
                "The strongest castle, tower, and town," & @CRLF & _
                "The golden bullet beats it down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Serve always with assured trust," & @CRLF & _
                "And in thy suit be humble true;" & @CRLF & _
                "Unless thy lady prove unjust," & @CRLF & _
                "Press never thou to choose anew:" & @CRLF & _
                "When time shall serve, be thou not slack" & @CRLF & _
                "To proffer, though she put thee back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "The wiles and guiles that women work," & @CRLF & _
                "Dissembled with an outward show," & @CRLF & _
                "The tricks and toys that in them lurk," & @CRLF & _
                "The cock that treads them shall not know." & @CRLF & _
                "Have you not heard it said full oft," & @CRLF & _
                "A woman's nay doth stand for nought?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Think women still to strive with men," & @CRLF & _
                "To sin and never for to saint:" & @CRLF & _
                "There is no heaven, by holy then," & @CRLF & _
                "When time with age doth them attaint." & @CRLF & _
                "Were kisses all the joys in bed," & @CRLF & _
                "One woman would another wed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "But, soft! enough, too much, I fear" & @CRLF & _
                "Lest that my mistress hear my song," & @CRLF & _
                "She will not stick to round me i' the ear," & @CRLF & _
                "To teach my tongue to be so long:" & @CRLF & _
                "Yet will she blush, here be it said," & @CRLF & _
                "To hear her secrets so bewray'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XX." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Live with me, and be my love," & @CRLF & _
                "And we will all the pleasures prove" & @CRLF & _
                "That hills and valleys, dales and fields," & @CRLF & _
                "And all the craggy mountains yields." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "There will we sit upon the rocks," & @CRLF & _
                "And see the shepherds feed their flocks," & @CRLF & _
                "By shallow rivers, by whose falls" & @CRLF & _
                "Melodious birds sing madrigals." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "There will I make thee a bed of roses," & @CRLF & _
                "With a thousand fragrant posies," & @CRLF & _
                "A cap of flowers, and a kirtle" & @CRLF & _
                "Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "A belt of straw and ivy buds," & @CRLF & _
                "With coral clasps and amber studs;" & @CRLF & _
                "And if these pleasures may thee move," & @CRLF & _
                "Then live with me and be my love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LOVE'S ANSWER." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "If that the world and love were young," & @CRLF & _
                "And truth in every shepherd's tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "These pretty pleasures might me move" & @CRLF & _
                "To live with thee and be thy love." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "XXI." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "As it fell upon a day" & @CRLF & _
                "In the merry month of May," & @CRLF & _
                "Sitting in a pleasant shade" & @CRLF & _
                "Which a grove of myrtles made," & @CRLF & _
                "Beasts did leap, and birds did sing," & @CRLF & _
                "Trees did grow, and plants did spring;" & @CRLF & _
                "Every thing did banish moan," & @CRLF & _
                "Save the nightingale alone:" & @CRLF & _
                "She, poor bird, as all forlorn," & @CRLF & _
                "Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn" & @CRLF & _
                "And there sung the dolefull'st ditty," & @CRLF & _
                "That to hear it was great pity:" & @CRLF & _
                "'Fie, fie, fie,' now would she cry;" & @CRLF & _
                "'Tereu, tereu!' by and by;" & @CRLF & _
                "That to hear her so complain," & @CRLF & _
                "Scarce I could from tears refrain;" & @CRLF & _
                "For her griefs, so lively shown," & @CRLF & _
                "Made me think upon mine own." & @CRLF & _
                "Ah, thought I, thou mourn'st in vain!" & @CRLF & _
                "None takes pity on thy pain:" & @CRLF & _
                "Senseless trees they cannot hear thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "Ruthless beasts they will not cheer thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "King Pandion he is dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "All thy friends are lapp'd in lead;" & @CRLF & _
                "All thy fellow birds do sing," & @CRLF & _
                "Careless of thy sorrowing." & @CRLF & _
                "Even so, poor bird, like thee," & @CRLF & _
                "None alive will pity me." & @CRLF & _
                "Whilst as fickle Fortune smiled," & @CRLF & _
                "Thou and I were both beguiled." & @CRLF & _
                "Every one that flatters thee" & @CRLF & _
                "Is no friend in misery." & @CRLF & _
                "Words are easy, like the wind;" & @CRLF & _
                "Faithful friends are hard to find:" & @CRLF & _
                "Every man will be thy friend" & @CRLF & _
                "Whilst thou hast wherewith to spend;" & @CRLF & _
                "But if store of crowns be scant," & @CRLF & _
                "No man will supply thy want." & @CRLF & _
                "If that one be prodigal," & @CRLF & _
                "Bountiful they will him call," & @CRLF & _
                "And with such-like flattering," & @CRLF & _
                "'Pity but he were a king;'" & @CRLF & _
                "If he be addict to vice," & @CRLF & _
                "Quickly him they will entice;" & @CRLF & _
                "If to women he be bent," & @CRLF & _
                "They have at commandement:" & @CRLF & _
                "But if Fortune once do frown," & @CRLF & _
                "Then farewell his great renown" & @CRLF & _
                "They that fawn'd on him before" & @CRLF & _
                "Use his company no more." & @CRLF & _
                "He that is thy friend indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "He will help thee in thy need:" & @CRLF & _
                "If thou sorrow, he will weep;" & @CRLF & _
                "If thou wake, he cannot sleep;" & @CRLF & _
                "Thus of every grief in heart" & @CRLF & _
                "He with thee doth bear a part." & @CRLF & _
                "These are certain signs to know" & @CRLF & _
                "Faithful friend from flattering foe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE PHOENIX AND THE TURTLE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	LET the bird of loudest lay," & @CRLF & _
                "	On the sole Arabian tree," & @CRLF & _
                "	Herald sad and trumpet be," & @CRLF & _
                "	To whose sound chaste wings obey." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	But thou shrieking harbinger," & @CRLF & _
                "	Foul precurrer of the fiend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Augur of the fever's end," & @CRLF & _
                "	To this troop come thou not near!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	From this session interdict" & @CRLF & _
                "	Every fowl of tyrant wing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Save the eagle, feather'd king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Keep the obsequy so strict." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let the priest in surplice white," & @CRLF & _
                "	That defunctive music can," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be the death-divining swan," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest the requiem lack his right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou treble-dated crow," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thy sable gender makest" & @CRLF & _
                "	With the breath thou givest and takest," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Mongst our mourners shalt thou go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here the anthem doth commence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Love and constancy is dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Phoenix and the turtle fled" & @CRLF & _
                "	In a mutual flame from hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	So they loved, as love in twain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had the essence but in one;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two distincts, division none:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Number there in love was slain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hearts remote, yet not asunder;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Distance, and no space was seen" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twixt the turtle and his queen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But in them it were a wonder." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	So between them love did shine," & @CRLF & _
                "	That the turtle saw his right" & @CRLF & _
                "	Flaming in the phoenix' sight;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either was the other's mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Property was thus appalled," & @CRLF & _
                "	That the self was not the same;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Single nature's double name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Neither two nor one was called." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reason, in itself confounded," & @CRLF & _
                "	Saw division grow together," & @CRLF & _
                "	To themselves yet either neither," & @CRLF & _
                "	Simple were so well compounded," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	That it cried, How true a twain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seemeth this concordant one!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Love hath reason, reason none," & @CRLF & _
                "	If what parts can so remain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whereupon it made this threne" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the phoenix and the dove," & @CRLF & _
                "	Co-supremes and stars of love," & @CRLF & _
                "	As chorus to their tragic scene." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THRENOS." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beauty, truth, and rarity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Grace in all simplicity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Here enclosed in cinders lie." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Death is now the phoenix' nest" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the turtle's loyal breast" & @CRLF & _
                "	To eternity doth rest," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leaving no posterity:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twas not their infirmity," & @CRLF & _
                "	It was married chastity." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Truth may seem, but cannot be:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beauty brag, but 'tis not she;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Truth and beauty buried be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	To this urn let those repair" & @CRLF & _
                "	That are either true or fair" & @CRLF & _
                "	For these dead birds sigh a prayer." & @CRLF & _
                "	VENUS AND ADONIS" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Vilia miretur vulgus; mihi flavus Apollo" & @CRLF & _
                "Pocula Castalia plena ministret aqua.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "TO THE" & @CRLF & _
                "RIGHT HONORABLE HENRY WRIOTHESLY," & @CRLF & _
                "EARL OF SOUTHAMPTON, AND BARON OF TICHFIELD." & @CRLF & _
                "RIGHT HONORABLE," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "I KNOW not how I shall offend in dedicating my" & @CRLF & _
                "unpolished lines to your lordship, nor how the world will" & @CRLF & _
                "censure me for choosing so strong a prop to support so weak a" & @CRLF & _
                "burden only, if your honour seem but pleased, I account" & @CRLF & _
                "myself highly praised, and vow to take advantage of all idle" & @CRLF & _
                "hours, till I have honoured you with some graver labour. But if" & @CRLF & _
                "the first heir of my invention prove deformed, I shall be" & @CRLF & _
                "sorry it had so noble a god-father, and never after ear so" & @CRLF & _
                "barren a land, for fear it yield me still so bad a harvest." & @CRLF & _
                "I leave it to your honourable survey, and your honour to your" & @CRLF & _
                "heart's content; which I wish may always answer your own wish" & @CRLF & _
                "and the world's hopeful expectation." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Your honour's in all duty," & @CRLF & _
                "WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EVEN as the sun with purple-colour'd face" & @CRLF & _
                "Had ta'en his last leave of the weeping morn," & @CRLF & _
                "Rose-cheek'd Adonis hied him to the chase;" & @CRLF & _
                "Hunting he loved, but love he laugh'd to scorn;" & @CRLF & _
                "Sick-thoughted Venus makes amain unto him," & @CRLF & _
                "And like a bold-faced suitor 'gins to woo him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Thrice-fairer than myself,' thus she began," & @CRLF & _
                "'The field's chief flower, sweet above compare," & @CRLF & _
                "Stain to all nymphs, more lovely than a man," & @CRLF & _
                "More white and red than doves or roses are;" & @CRLF & _
                "Nature that made thee, with herself at strife," & @CRLF & _
                "Saith that the world hath ending with thy life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Vouchsafe, thou wonder, to alight thy steed," & @CRLF & _
                "And rein his proud head to the saddle-bow;" & @CRLF & _
                "If thou wilt deign this favour, for thy meed" & @CRLF & _
                "A thousand honey secrets shalt thou know:" & @CRLF & _
                "Here come and sit, where never serpent hisses," & @CRLF & _
                "And being set, I'll smother thee with kisses;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'And yet not cloy thy lips with loathed satiety," & @CRLF & _
                "But rather famish them amid their plenty," & @CRLF & _
                "Making them red and pale with fresh variety," & @CRLF & _
                "Ten kisses short as one, one long as twenty:" & @CRLF & _
                "A summer's day will seem an hour but short," & @CRLF & _
                "Being wasted in such time-beguiling sport.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "With this she seizeth on his sweating palm," & @CRLF & _
                "The precedent of pith and livelihood," & @CRLF & _
                "And trembling in her passion, calls it balm," & @CRLF & _
                "Earth's sovereign salve to do a goddess good:" & @CRLF & _
                "Being so enraged, desire doth lend her force" & @CRLF & _
                "Courageously to pluck him from his horse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Over one arm the lusty courser's rein," & @CRLF & _
                "Under her other was the tender boy," & @CRLF & _
                "Who blush'd and pouted in a dull disdain," & @CRLF & _
                "With leaden appetite, unapt to toy;" & @CRLF & _
                "She red and hot as coals of glowing fire," & @CRLF & _
                "He red for shame, but frosty in desire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "The studded bridle on a ragged bough" & @CRLF & _
                "Nimbly she fastens:--O, how quick is love!--" & @CRLF & _
                "The steed is stalled up, and even now" & @CRLF & _
                "To tie the rider she begins to prove:" & @CRLF & _
                "Backward she push'd him, as she would be thrust," & @CRLF & _
                "And govern'd him in strength, though not in lust." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "So soon was she along as he was down," & @CRLF & _
                "Each leaning on their elbows and their hips:" & @CRLF & _
                "Now doth she stroke his cheek, now doth he frown," & @CRLF & _
                "And 'gins to chide, but soon she stops his lips;" & @CRLF & _
                "And kissing speaks, with lustful language broken," & @CRLF & _
                "'If thou wilt chide, thy lips shall never open.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "He burns with bashful shame: she with her tears" & @CRLF & _
                "Doth quench the maiden burning of his cheeks;" & @CRLF & _
                "Then with her windy sighs and golden hairs" & @CRLF & _
                "To fan and blow them dry again she seeks:" & @CRLF & _
                "He saith she is immodest, blames her 'miss;" & @CRLF & _
                "What follows more she murders with a kiss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Even as an empty eagle, sharp by fast," & @CRLF & _
                "Tires with her beak on feathers, flesh and bone," & @CRLF & _
                "Shaking her wings, devouring all in haste," & @CRLF & _
                "Till either gorge be stuff'd or prey be gone;" & @CRLF & _
                "Even so she kissed his brow, his cheek, his chin," & @CRLF & _
                "And where she ends she doth anew begin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Forced to content, but never to obey," & @CRLF & _
                "Panting he lies and breatheth in her face;" & @CRLF & _
                "She feedeth on the steam as on a prey," & @CRLF & _
                "And calls it heavenly moisture, air of grace;" & @CRLF & _
                "Wishing her cheeks were gardens full of flowers," & @CRLF & _
                "So they were dew'd with such distilling showers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Look, how a bird lies tangled in a net," & @CRLF & _
                "So fasten'd in her arms Adonis lies;" & @CRLF & _
                "Pure shame and awed resistance made him fret," & @CRLF & _
                "Which bred more beauty in his angry eyes:" & @CRLF & _
                "Rain added to a river that is rank" & @CRLF & _
                "Perforce will force it overflow the bank." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Still she entreats, and prettily entreats," & @CRLF & _
                "For to a pretty ear she tunes her tale;" & @CRLF & _
                "Still is he sullen, still he lours and frets," & @CRLF & _
                "'Twixt crimson shame and anger ashy-pale:" & @CRLF & _
                "Being red, she loves him best; and being white," & @CRLF & _
                "Her best is better'd with a more delight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Look how he can, she cannot choose but love;" & @CRLF & _
                "And by her fair immortal hand she swears," & @CRLF & _
                "From his soft bosom never to remove," & @CRLF & _
                "Till he take truce with her contending tears," & @CRLF & _
                "Which long have rain'd, making her cheeks all wet;" & @CRLF & _
                "And one sweet kiss shall pay this countless debt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Upon this promise did he raise his chin," & @CRLF & _
                "Like a dive-dapper peering through a wave," & @CRLF & _
                "Who, being look'd on, ducks as quickly in;" & @CRLF & _
                "So offers he to give what she did crave;" & @CRLF & _
                "But when her lips were ready for his pay," & @CRLF & _
                "He winks, and turns his lips another way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Never did passenger in summer's heat" & @CRLF & _
                "More thirst for drink than she for this good turn." & @CRLF & _
                "Her help she sees, but help she cannot get;" & @CRLF & _
                "She bathes in water, yet her fire must burn:" & @CRLF & _
                "'O, pity,' 'gan she cry, 'flint-hearted boy!" & @CRLF & _
                "'Tis but a kiss I beg; why art thou coy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'I have been woo'd, as I entreat thee now," & @CRLF & _
                "Even by the stern and direful god of war," & @CRLF & _
                "Whose sinewy neck in battle ne'er did bow," & @CRLF & _
                "Who conquers where he comes in every jar;" & @CRLF & _
                "Yet hath he been my captive and my slave," & @CRLF & _
                "And begg'd for that which thou unask'd shalt have." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Over my altars hath he hung his lance," & @CRLF & _
                "His batter'd shield, his uncontrolled crest," & @CRLF & _
                "And for my sake hath learn'd to sport and dance," & @CRLF & _
                "To toy, to wanton, dally, smile and jest," & @CRLF & _
                "Scorning his churlish drum and ensign red," & @CRLF & _
                "Making my arms his field, his tent my bed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Thus he that overruled I oversway'd," & @CRLF & _
                "Leading him prisoner in a red-rose chain:" & @CRLF & _
                "Strong-tempered steel his stronger strength obey'd," & @CRLF & _
                "Yet was he servile to my coy disdain." & @CRLF & _
                "O, be not proud, nor brag not of thy might," & @CRLF & _
                "For mastering her that foil'd the god of fight!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Touch but my lips with those fair lips of thine,--" & @CRLF & _
                "Though mine be not so fair, yet are they red--" & @CRLF & _
                "The kiss shall be thine own as well as mine." & @CRLF & _
                "What seest thou in the ground? hold up thy head:" & @CRLF & _
                "Look in mine eye-balls, there thy beauty lies;" & @CRLF & _
                "Then why not lips on lips, since eyes in eyes?" & @CRLF & _
                "'Art thou ashamed to kiss? then wink again," & @CRLF & _
                "And I will wink; so shall the day seem night;" & @CRLF & _
                "Love keeps his revels where they are but twain;" & @CRLF & _
                "Be bold to play, our sport is not in sight:" & @CRLF & _
                "These blue-vein'd violets whereon we lean" & @CRLF & _
                "Never can blab, nor know not what we mean." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'The tender spring upon thy tempting lip" & @CRLF & _
                "Shows thee unripe; yet mayst thou well be tasted:" & @CRLF & _
                "Make use of time, let not advantage slip;" & @CRLF & _
                "Beauty within itself should not be wasted:" & @CRLF & _
                "Fair flowers that are not gather'd in their prime" & @CRLF & _
                "Rot and consume themselves in little time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Were I hard-favour'd, foul, or wrinkled-old," & @CRLF & _
                "Ill-nurtured, crooked, churlish, harsh in voice," & @CRLF & _
                "O'erworn, despised, rheumatic and cold," & @CRLF & _
                "Thick-sighted, barren, lean and lacking juice," & @CRLF & _
                "Then mightst thou pause, for then I were not for thee" & @CRLF & _
                "But having no defects, why dost abhor me?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Thou canst not see one wrinkle in my brow;" & @CRLF & _
                "Mine eyes are gray and bright and quick in turning:" & @CRLF & _
                "My beauty as the spring doth yearly grow," & @CRLF & _
                "My flesh is soft and plump, my marrow burning;" & @CRLF & _
                "My smooth moist hand, were it with thy hand felt," & @CRLF & _
                "Would in thy palm dissolve, or seem to melt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Bid me discourse, I will enchant thine ear," & @CRLF & _
                "Or, like a fairy, trip upon the green," & @CRLF & _
                "Or, like a nymph, with long dishevell'd hair," & @CRLF & _
                "Dance on the sands, and yet no footing seen:" & @CRLF & _
                "Love is a spirit all compact of fire," & @CRLF & _
                "Not gross to sink, but light, and will aspire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Witness this primrose bank whereon I lie;" & @CRLF & _
                "These forceless flowers like sturdy trees support me;" & @CRLF & _
                "Two strengthless doves will draw me through the sky," & @CRLF & _
                "From morn till night, even where I list to sport me:" & @CRLF & _
                "Is love so light, sweet boy, and may it be" & @CRLF & _
                "That thou shouldst think it heavy unto thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Is thine own heart to thine own face affected?" & @CRLF & _
                "Can thy right hand seize love upon thy left?" & @CRLF & _
                "Then woo thyself, be of thyself rejected," & @CRLF & _
                "Steal thine own freedom and complain on theft." & @CRLF & _
                "Narcissus so himself himself forsook," & @CRLF & _
                "And died to kiss his shadow in the brook." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Torches are made to light, jewels to wear," & @CRLF & _
                "Dainties to taste, fresh beauty for the use," & @CRLF & _
                "Herbs for their smell, and sappy plants to bear:" & @CRLF & _
                "Things growing to themselves are growth's abuse:" & @CRLF & _
                "Seeds spring from seeds and beauty breedeth beauty;" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou wast begot; to get it is thy duty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Upon the earth's increase why shouldst thou feed," & @CRLF & _
                "Unless the earth with thy increase be fed?" & @CRLF & _
                "By law of nature thou art bound to breed," & @CRLF & _
                "That thine may live when thou thyself art dead;" & @CRLF & _
                "And so, in spite of death, thou dost survive," & @CRLF & _
                "In that thy likeness still is left alive.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "By this the love-sick queen began to sweat," & @CRLF & _
                "For where they lay the shadow had forsook them," & @CRLF & _
                "And Titan, tired in the mid-day heat," & @CRLF & _
                "With burning eye did hotly overlook them;" & @CRLF & _
                "Wishing Adonis had his team to guide," & @CRLF & _
                "So he were like him and by Venus' side." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "And now Adonis, with a lazy spright," & @CRLF & _
                "And with a heavy, dark, disliking eye," & @CRLF & _
                "His louring brows o'erwhelming his fair sight," & @CRLF & _
                "Like misty vapours when they blot the sky," & @CRLF & _
                "Souring his cheeks cries 'Fie, no more of love!" & @CRLF & _
                "The sun doth burn my face: I must remove.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Ay me,' quoth Venus, 'young, and so unkind?" & @CRLF & _
                "What bare excuses makest thou to be gone!" & @CRLF & _
                "I'll sigh celestial breath, whose gentle wind" & @CRLF & _
                "Shall cool the heat of this descending sun:" & @CRLF & _
                "I'll make a shadow for thee of my hairs;" & @CRLF & _
                "If they burn too, I'll quench them with my tears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'The sun that shines from heaven shines but warm," & @CRLF & _
                "And, lo, I lie between that sun and thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "The heat I have from thence doth little harm," & @CRLF & _
                "Thine eye darts forth the fire that burneth me;" & @CRLF & _
                "And were I not immortal, life were done" & @CRLF & _
                "Between this heavenly and earthly sun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Art thou obdurate, flinty, hard as steel," & @CRLF & _
                "Nay, more than flint, for stone at rain relenteth?" & @CRLF & _
                "Art thou a woman's son, and canst not feel" & @CRLF & _
                "What 'tis to love? how want of love tormenteth?" & @CRLF & _
                "O, had thy mother borne so hard a mind," & @CRLF & _
                "She had not brought forth thee, but died unkind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'What am I, that thou shouldst contemn me this?" & @CRLF & _
                "Or what great danger dwells upon my suit?" & @CRLF & _
                "What were thy lips the worse for one poor kiss?" & @CRLF & _
                "Speak, fair; but speak fair words, or else be mute:" & @CRLF & _
                "Give me one kiss, I'll give it thee again," & @CRLF & _
                "And one for interest, if thou wilt have twain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Fie, lifeless picture, cold and senseless stone," & @CRLF & _
                "Well-painted idol, image dun and dead," & @CRLF & _
                "Statue contenting but the eye alone," & @CRLF & _
                "Thing like a man, but of no woman bred!" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou art no man, though of a man's complexion," & @CRLF & _
                "For men will kiss even by their own direction.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "This said, impatience chokes her pleading tongue," & @CRLF & _
                "And swelling passion doth provoke a pause;" & @CRLF & _
                "Red cheeks and fiery eyes blaze forth he wrong;" & @CRLF & _
                "Being judge in love, she cannot right her cause:" & @CRLF & _
                "And now she weeps, and now she fain would speak," & @CRLF & _
                "And now her sobs do her intendments break." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sometimes she shakes her head and then his hand," & @CRLF & _
                "Now gazeth she on him, now on the ground;" & @CRLF & _
                "Sometimes her arms infold him like a band:" & @CRLF & _
                "She would, he will not in her arms be bound;" & @CRLF & _
                "And when from thence he struggles to be gone," & @CRLF & _
                "She locks her lily fingers one in one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Fondling,' she saith, 'since I have hemm'd thee here" & @CRLF & _
                "Within the circuit of this ivory pale," & @CRLF & _
                "I'll be a park, and thou shalt be my deer;" & @CRLF & _
                "Feed where thou wilt, on mountain or in dale:" & @CRLF & _
                "Graze on my lips; and if those hills be dry," & @CRLF & _
                "Stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Within this limit is relief enough," & @CRLF & _
                "Sweet bottom-grass and high delightful plain," & @CRLF & _
                "Round rising hillocks, brakes obscure and rough," & @CRLF & _
                "To shelter thee from tempest and from rain" & @CRLF & _
                "Then be my deer, since I am such a park;" & @CRLF & _
                "No dog shall rouse thee, though a thousand bark.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "At this Adonis smiles as in disdain," & @CRLF & _
                "That in each cheek appears a pretty dimple:" & @CRLF & _
                "Love made those hollows, if himself were slain," & @CRLF & _
                "He might be buried in a tomb so simple;" & @CRLF & _
                "Foreknowing well, if there he came to lie," & @CRLF & _
                "Why, there Love lived and there he could not die." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "These lovely caves, these round enchanting pits," & @CRLF & _
                "Open'd their mouths to swallow Venus' liking." & @CRLF & _
                "Being mad before, how doth she now for wits?" & @CRLF & _
                "Struck dead at first, what needs a second striking?" & @CRLF & _
                "Poor queen of love, in thine own law forlorn," & @CRLF & _
                "To love a cheek that smiles at thee in scorn!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Now which way shall she turn? what shall she say?" & @CRLF & _
                "Her words are done, her woes are more increasing;" & @CRLF & _
                "The time is spent, her object will away," & @CRLF & _
                "And from her twining arms doth urge releasing." & @CRLF & _
                "'Pity,' she cries, 'some favour, some remorse!'" & @CRLF & _
                "Away he springs and hasteth to his horse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "But, lo, from forth a copse that neighbors by," & @CRLF & _
                "A breeding jennet, lusty, young and proud," & @CRLF & _
                "Adonis' trampling courser doth espy," & @CRLF & _
                "And forth she rushes, snorts and neighs aloud:" & @CRLF & _
                "The strong-neck'd steed, being tied unto a tree," & @CRLF & _
                "Breaketh his rein, and to her straight goes he." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Imperiously he leaps, he neighs, he bounds," & @CRLF & _
                "And now his woven girths he breaks asunder;" & @CRLF & _
                "The bearing earth with his hard hoof he wounds," & @CRLF & _
                "Whose hollow womb resounds like heaven's thunder;" & @CRLF & _
                "The iron bit he crusheth 'tween his teeth," & @CRLF & _
                "Controlling what he was controlled with." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "His ears up-prick'd; his braided hanging mane" & @CRLF & _
                "Upon his compass'd crest now stand on end;" & @CRLF & _
                "His nostrils drink the air, and forth again," & @CRLF & _
                "As from a furnace, vapours doth he send:" & @CRLF & _
                "His eye, which scornfully glisters like fire," & @CRLF & _
                "Shows his hot courage and his high desire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sometime he trots, as if he told the steps," & @CRLF & _
                "With gentle majesty and modest pride;" & @CRLF & _
                "Anon he rears upright, curvets and leaps," & @CRLF & _
                "As who should say 'Lo, thus my strength is tried," & @CRLF & _
                "And this I do to captivate the eye" & @CRLF & _
                "Of the fair breeder that is standing by.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "What recketh he his rider's angry stir," & @CRLF & _
                "His flattering 'Holla,' or his 'Stand, I say'?" & @CRLF & _
                "What cares he now for curb or pricking spur?" & @CRLF & _
                "For rich caparisons or trapping gay?" & @CRLF & _
                "He sees his love, and nothing else he sees," & @CRLF & _
                "For nothing else with his proud sight agrees." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Look, when a painter would surpass the life," & @CRLF & _
                "In limning out a well-proportion'd steed," & @CRLF & _
                "His art with nature's workmanship at strife," & @CRLF & _
                "As if the dead the living should exceed;" & @CRLF & _
                "So did this horse excel a common one" & @CRLF & _
                "In shape, in courage, colour, pace and bone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Round-hoof'd, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long," & @CRLF & _
                "Broad breast, full eye, small head and nostril wide," & @CRLF & _
                "High crest, short ears, straight legs and passing strong," & @CRLF & _
                "Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttock, tender hide:" & @CRLF & _
                "Look, what a horse should have he did not lack," & @CRLF & _
                "Save a proud rider on so proud a back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Sometime he scuds far off and there he stares;" & @CRLF & _
                "Anon he starts at stirring of a feather;" & @CRLF & _
                "To bid the wind a base he now prepares," & @CRLF & _
                "And whether he run or fly they know not whether;" & @CRLF & _
                "For through his mane and tail the high wind sings," & @CRLF & _
                "Fanning the hairs, who wave like feather'd wings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "He looks upon his love and neighs unto her;" & @CRLF & _
                "She answers him as if she knew his mind:" & @CRLF & _
                "Being proud, as females are, to see him woo her," & @CRLF & _
                "She puts on outward strangeness, seems unkind," & @CRLF & _
                "Spurns at his love and scorns the heat he feels," & @CRLF & _
                "Beating his kind embracements with her heels." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Then, like a melancholy malcontent," & @CRLF & _
                "He veils his tail that, like a falling plume," & @CRLF & _
                "Cool shadow to his melting buttock lent:" & @CRLF & _
                "He stamps and bites the poor flies in his fume." & @CRLF & _
                "His love, perceiving how he is enraged," & @CRLF & _
                "Grew kinder, and his fury was assuaged." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "His testy master goeth about to take him;" & @CRLF & _
                "When, lo, the unback'd breeder, full of fear," & @CRLF & _
                "Jealous of catching, swiftly doth forsake him," & @CRLF & _
                "With her the horse, and left Adonis there:" & @CRLF & _
                "As they were mad, unto the wood they hie them," & @CRLF & _
                "Out-stripping crows that strive to over-fly them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "All swoln with chafing, down Adonis sits," & @CRLF & _
                "Banning his boisterous and unruly beast:" & @CRLF & _
                "And now the happy season once more fits," & @CRLF & _
                "That love-sick Love by pleading may be blest;" & @CRLF & _
                "For lovers say, the heart hath treble wrong" & @CRLF & _
                "When it is barr'd the aidance of the tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "An oven that is stopp'd, or river stay'd," & @CRLF & _
                "Burneth more hotly, swelleth with more rage:" & @CRLF & _
                "So of concealed sorrow may be said;" & @CRLF & _
                "Free vent of words love's fire doth assuage;" & @CRLF & _
                "But when the heart's attorney once is mute," & @CRLF & _
                "The client breaks, as desperate in his suit." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "He sees her coming, and begins to glow," & @CRLF & _
                "Even as a dying coal revives with wind," & @CRLF & _
                "And with his bonnet hides his angry brow;" & @CRLF & _
                "Looks on the dull earth with disturbed mind," & @CRLF & _
                "Taking no notice that she is so nigh," & @CRLF & _
                "For all askance he holds her in his eye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "O, what a sight it was, wistly to view" & @CRLF & _
                "How she came stealing to the wayward boy!" & @CRLF & _
                "To note the fighting conflict of her hue," & @CRLF & _
                "How white and red each other did destroy!" & @CRLF & _
                "But now her cheek was pale, and by and by" & @CRLF & _
                "It flash'd forth fire, as lightning from the sky." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Now was she just before him as he sat," & @CRLF & _
                "And like a lowly lover down she kneels;" & @CRLF & _
                "With one fair hand she heaveth up his hat," & @CRLF & _
                "Her other tender hand his fair cheek feels:" & @CRLF & _
                "His tenderer cheek receives her soft hand's print," & @CRLF & _
                "As apt as new-fall'n snow takes any dint." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "O, what a war of looks was then between them!" & @CRLF & _
                "Her eyes petitioners to his eyes suing;" & @CRLF & _
                "His eyes saw her eyes as they had not seen them;" & @CRLF & _
                "Her eyes woo'd still, his eyes disdain'd the wooing:" & @CRLF & _
                "And all this dumb play had his acts made plain" & @CRLF & _
                "With tears, which, chorus-like, her eyes did rain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Full gently now she takes him by the hand," & @CRLF & _
                "A lily prison'd in a gaol of snow," & @CRLF & _
                "Or ivory in an alabaster band;" & @CRLF & _
                "So white a friend engirts so white a foe:" & @CRLF & _
                "This beauteous combat, wilful and unwilling," & @CRLF & _
                "Show'd like two silver doves that sit a-billing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Once more the engine of her thoughts began:" & @CRLF & _
                "'O fairest mover on this mortal round," & @CRLF & _
                "Would thou wert as I am, and I a man," & @CRLF & _
                "My heart all whole as thine, thy heart my wound;" & @CRLF & _
                "For one sweet look thy help I would assure thee," & @CRLF & _
                "Though nothing but my body's bane would cure thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Give me my hand,' saith he, 'why dost thou feel it?'" & @CRLF & _
                "'Give me my heart,' saith she, 'and thou shalt have it:" & @CRLF & _
                "O, give it me, lest thy hard heart do steel it," & @CRLF & _
                "And being steel'd, soft sighs can never grave it:" & @CRLF & _
                "Then love's deep groans I never shall regard," & @CRLF & _
                "Because Adonis' heart hath made mine hard.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'For shame,' he cries, 'let go, and let me go;" & @CRLF & _
                "My day's delight is past, my horse is gone," & @CRLF & _
                "And 'tis your fault I am bereft him so:" & @CRLF & _
                "I pray you hence, and leave me here alone;" & @CRLF & _
                "For all my mind, my thought, my busy care," & @CRLF & _
                "Is how to get my palfrey from the mare.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thus she replies: 'Thy palfrey, as he should," & @CRLF & _
                "Welcomes the warm approach of sweet desire:" & @CRLF & _
                "Affection is a coal that must be cool'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "Else, suffer'd, it will set the heart on fire:" & @CRLF & _
                "The sea hath bounds, but deep desire hath none;" & @CRLF & _
                "Therefore no marvel though thy horse be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'How like a jade he stood, tied to the tree," & @CRLF & _
                "Servilely master'd with a leathern rein!" & @CRLF & _
                "But when he saw his love, his youth's fair fee," & @CRLF & _
                "He held such petty bondage in disdain;" & @CRLF & _
                "Throwing the base thong from his bending crest," & @CRLF & _
                "Enfranchising his mouth, his back, his breast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Who sees his true-love in her naked bed," & @CRLF & _
                "Teaching the sheets a whiter hue than white," & @CRLF & _
                "But, when his glutton eye so full hath fed," & @CRLF & _
                "His other agents aim at like delight?" & @CRLF & _
                "Who is so faint, that dare not be so bold" & @CRLF & _
                "To touch the fire, the weather being cold?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Let me excuse thy courser, gentle boy;" & @CRLF & _
                "And learn of him, I heartily beseech thee," & @CRLF & _
                "To take advantage on presented joy;" & @CRLF & _
                "Though I were dumb, yet his proceedings teach thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "O, learn to love; the lesson is but plain," & @CRLF & _
                "And once made perfect, never lost again.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "I know not love,' quoth he, 'nor will not know it," & @CRLF & _
                "Unless it be a boar, and then I chase it;" & @CRLF & _
                "'Tis much to borrow, and I will not owe it;" & @CRLF & _
                "My love to love is love but to disgrace it;" & @CRLF & _
                "For I have heard it is a life in death," & @CRLF & _
                "That laughs and weeps, and all but with a breath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Who wears a garment shapeless and unfinish'd?" & @CRLF & _
                "Who plucks the bud before one leaf put forth?" & @CRLF & _
                "If springing things be any jot diminish'd," & @CRLF & _
                "They wither in their prime, prove nothing worth:" & @CRLF & _
                "The colt that's back'd and burden'd being young" & @CRLF & _
                "Loseth his pride and never waxeth strong." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'You hurt my hand with wringing; let us part," & @CRLF & _
                "And leave this idle theme, this bootless chat:" & @CRLF & _
                "Remove your siege from my unyielding heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "To love's alarms it will not ope the gate:" & @CRLF & _
                "Dismiss your vows, your feigned tears, your flattery;" & @CRLF & _
                "For where a heart is hard they make no battery.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'What! canst thou talk?' quoth she, 'hast thou a tongue?" & @CRLF & _
                "O, would thou hadst not, or I had no hearing!" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy mermaid's voice hath done me double wrong;" & @CRLF & _
                "I had my load before, now press'd with bearing:" & @CRLF & _
                "Melodious discord, heavenly tune harshsounding," & @CRLF & _
                "Ear's deep-sweet music, and heart's deep-sore wounding." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Had I no eyes but ears, my ears would love" & @CRLF & _
                "That inward beauty and invisible;" & @CRLF & _
                "Or were I deaf, thy outward parts would move" & @CRLF & _
                "Each part in me that were but sensible:" & @CRLF & _
                "Though neither eyes nor ears, to hear nor see," & @CRLF & _
                "Yet should I be in love by touching thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Say, that the sense of feeling were bereft me," & @CRLF & _
                "And that I could not see, nor hear, nor touch," & @CRLF & _
                "And nothing but the very smell were left me," & @CRLF & _
                "Yet would my love to thee be still as much;" & @CRLF & _
                "For from the stillitory of thy face excelling" & @CRLF & _
                "Comes breath perfumed that breedeth love by" & @CRLF & _
                "smelling." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'But, O, what banquet wert thou to the taste," & @CRLF & _
                "Being nurse and feeder of the other four!" & @CRLF & _
                "Would they not wish the feast might ever last," & @CRLF & _
                "And bid Suspicion double-lock the door," & @CRLF & _
                "Lest Jealousy, that sour unwelcome guest," & @CRLF & _
                "Should, by his stealing in, disturb the feast?'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Once more the ruby-colour'd portal open'd," & @CRLF & _
                "Which to his speech did honey passage yield;" & @CRLF & _
                "Like a red morn, that ever yet betoken'd" & @CRLF & _
                "Wreck to the seaman, tempest to the field," & @CRLF & _
                "Sorrow to shepherds, woe unto the birds," & @CRLF & _
                "Gusts and foul flaws to herdmen and to herds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "This ill presage advisedly she marketh:" & @CRLF & _
                "Even as the wind is hush'd before it raineth," & @CRLF & _
                "Or as the wolf doth grin before he barketh," & @CRLF & _
                "Or as the berry breaks before it staineth," & @CRLF & _
                "Or like the deadly bullet of a gun," & @CRLF & _
                "His meaning struck her ere his words begun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "And at his look she flatly falleth down," & @CRLF & _
                "For looks kill love and love by looks reviveth;" & @CRLF & _
                "A smile recures the wounding of a frown;" & @CRLF & _
                "But blessed bankrupt, that by love so thriveth!" & @CRLF & _
                "The silly boy, believing she is dead," & @CRLF & _
                "Claps her pale cheek, till clapping makes it red;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "And all amazed brake off his late intent," & @CRLF & _
                "For sharply he did think to reprehend her," & @CRLF & _
                "Which cunning love did wittily prevent:" & @CRLF & _
                "Fair fall the wit that can so well defend her!" & @CRLF & _
                "For on the grass she lies as she were slain," & @CRLF & _
                "Till his breath breatheth life in her again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "He wrings her nose, he strikes her on the cheeks," & @CRLF & _
                "He bends her fingers, holds her pulses hard," & @CRLF & _
                "He chafes her lips; a thousand ways he seeks" & @CRLF & _
                "To mend the hurt that his unkindness marr'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "He kisses her; and she, by her good will," & @CRLF & _
                "Will never rise, so he will kiss her still." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "The night of sorrow now is turn'd to day:" & @CRLF & _
                "Her two blue windows faintly she up-heaveth," & @CRLF & _
                "Like the fair sun, when in his fresh array" & @CRLF & _
                "He cheers the morn and all the earth relieveth;" & @CRLF & _
                "And as the bright sun glorifies the sky," & @CRLF & _
                "So is her face illumined with her eye;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Whose beams upon his hairless face are fix'd," & @CRLF & _
                "As if from thence they borrow'd all their shine." & @CRLF & _
                "Were never four such lamps together mix'd," & @CRLF & _
                "Had not his clouded with his brow's repine;" & @CRLF & _
                "But hers, which through the crystal tears gave light," & @CRLF & _
                "Shone like the moon in water seen by night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'O, where am I?' quoth she, 'in earth or heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "Or in the ocean drench'd, or in the fire?" & @CRLF & _
                "What hour is this? or morn or weary even?" & @CRLF & _
                "Do I delight to die, or life desire?" & @CRLF & _
                "But now I lived, and life was death's annoy;" & @CRLF & _
                "But now I died, and death was lively joy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'O, thou didst kill me: kill me once again:" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy eyes' shrewd tutor, that hard heart of thine," & @CRLF & _
                "Hath taught them scornful tricks and such disdain" & @CRLF & _
                "That they have murder'd this poor heart of mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "And these mine eyes, true leaders to their queen," & @CRLF & _
                "But for thy piteous lips no more had seen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Long may they kiss each other, for this cure!" & @CRLF & _
                "O, never let their crimson liveries wear!" & @CRLF & _
                "And as they last, their verdure still endure," & @CRLF & _
                "To drive infection from the dangerous year!" & @CRLF & _
                "That the star-gazers, having writ on death," & @CRLF & _
                "May say, the plague is banish'd by thy breath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Pure lips, sweet seals in my soft lips imprinted," & @CRLF & _
                "What bargains may I make, still to be sealing?" & @CRLF & _
                "To sell myself I can be well contented," & @CRLF & _
                "So thou wilt buy and pay and use good dealing;" & @CRLF & _
                "Which purchase if thou make, for fear of slips" & @CRLF & _
                "Set thy seal-manual on my wax-red lips." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'A thousand kisses buys my heart from me;" & @CRLF & _
                "And pay them at thy leisure, one by one." & @CRLF & _
                "What is ten hundred touches unto thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "Are they not quickly told and quickly gone?" & @CRLF & _
                "Say, for non-payment that the debt should double," & @CRLF & _
                "Is twenty hundred kisses such a trouble?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Fair queen,' quoth he, 'if any love you owe me," & @CRLF & _
                "Measure my strangeness with my unripe years:" & @CRLF & _
                "Before I know myself, seek not to know me;" & @CRLF & _
                "No fisher but the ungrown fry forbears:" & @CRLF & _
                "The mellow plum doth fall, the green sticks fast," & @CRLF & _
                "Or being early pluck'd is sour to taste." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Look, the world's comforter, with weary gait," & @CRLF & _
                "His day's hot task hath ended in the west;" & @CRLF & _
                "The owl, night's herald, shrieks, ''Tis very late;'" & @CRLF & _
                "The sheep are gone to fold, birds to their nest," & @CRLF & _
                "And coal-black clouds that shadow heaven's light" & @CRLF & _
                "Do summon us to part and bid good night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Now let me say 'Good night,' and so say you;" & @CRLF & _
                "If you will say so, you shall have a kiss.'" & @CRLF & _
                "'Good night,' quoth she, and, ere he says 'Adieu,'" & @CRLF & _
                "The honey fee of parting tender'd is:" & @CRLF & _
                "Her arms do lend his neck a sweet embrace;" & @CRLF & _
                "Incorporate then they seem; face grows to face." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Till, breathless, he disjoin'd, and backward drew" & @CRLF & _
                "The heavenly moisture, that sweet coral mouth," & @CRLF & _
                "Whose precious taste her thirsty lips well knew," & @CRLF & _
                "Whereon they surfeit, yet complain on drouth:" & @CRLF & _
                "He with her plenty press'd, she faint with dearth" & @CRLF & _
                "Their lips together glued, fall to the earth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Now quick desire hath caught the yielding prey," & @CRLF & _
                "And glutton-like she feeds, yet never filleth;" & @CRLF & _
                "Her lips are conquerors, his lips obey," & @CRLF & _
                "Paying what ransom the insulter willeth;" & @CRLF & _
                "Whose vulture thought doth pitch the price so high," & @CRLF & _
                "That she will draw his lips' rich treasure dry:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "And having felt the sweetness of the spoil," & @CRLF & _
                "With blindfold fury she begins to forage;" & @CRLF & _
                "Her face doth reek and smoke, her blood doth boil," & @CRLF & _
                "And careless lust stirs up a desperate courage," & @CRLF & _
                "Planting oblivion, beating reason back," & @CRLF & _
                "Forgetting shame's pure blush and honour's wrack." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Hot, faint, and weary, with her hard embracing," & @CRLF & _
                "Like a wild bird being tamed with too much handling," & @CRLF & _
                "Or as the fleet-foot roe that's tired with chasing," & @CRLF & _
                "Or like the froward infant still'd with dandling," & @CRLF & _
                "He now obeys, and now no more resisteth," & @CRLF & _
                "While she takes all she can, not all she listeth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "What wax so frozen but dissolves with tempering," & @CRLF & _
                "And yields at last to every light impression?" & @CRLF & _
                "Things out of hope are compass'd oft with venturing," & @CRLF & _
                "Chiefly in love, whose leave exceeds commission:" & @CRLF & _
                "Affection faints not like a pale-faced coward," & @CRLF & _
                "But then woos best when most his choice is froward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "When he did frown, O, had she then gave over," & @CRLF & _
                "Such nectar from his lips she had not suck'd." & @CRLF & _
                "Foul words and frowns must not repel a lover;" & @CRLF & _
                "What though the rose have prickles, yet 'tis pluck'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "Were beauty under twenty locks kept fast," & @CRLF & _
                "Yet love breaks through and picks them all at last." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "For pity now she can no more detain him;" & @CRLF & _
                "The poor fool prays her that he may depart:" & @CRLF & _
                "She is resolved no longer to restrain him;" & @CRLF & _
                "Bids him farewell, and look well to her heart," & @CRLF & _
                "The which, by Cupid's bow she doth protest," & @CRLF & _
                "He carries thence incaged in his breast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Sweet boy,' she says, 'this night I'll waste in sorrow," & @CRLF & _
                "For my sick heart commands mine eyes to watch." & @CRLF & _
                "Tell me, Love's master, shall we meet to-morrow?" & @CRLF & _
                "Say, shall we? shall we? wilt thou make the match?'" & @CRLF & _
                "He tells her, no; to-morrow he intends" & @CRLF & _
                "To hunt the boar with certain of his friends." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'The boar!' quoth she; whereat a sudden pale," & @CRLF & _
                "Like lawn being spread upon the blushing rose," & @CRLF & _
                "Usurps her cheek; she trembles at his tale," & @CRLF & _
                "And on his neck her yoking arms she throws:" & @CRLF & _
                "She sinketh down, still hanging by his neck," & @CRLF & _
                "He on her belly falls, she on her back." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Now is she in the very lists of love," & @CRLF & _
                "Her champion mounted for the hot encounter:" & @CRLF & _
                "All is imaginary she doth prove," & @CRLF & _
                "He will not manage her, although he mount her;" & @CRLF & _
                "That worse than Tantalus' is her annoy," & @CRLF & _
                "To clip Elysium and to lack her joy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Even as poor birds, deceived with painted grapes," & @CRLF & _
                "Do surfeit by the eye and pine the maw," & @CRLF & _
                "Even so she languisheth in her mishaps," & @CRLF & _
                "As those poor birds that helpless berries saw." & @CRLF & _
                "The warm effects which she in him finds missing" & @CRLF & _
                "She seeks to kindle with continual kissing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "But all in vain; good queen, it will not be:" & @CRLF & _
                "She hath assay'd as much as may be proved;" & @CRLF & _
                "Her pleading hath deserved a greater fee;" & @CRLF & _
                "She's Love, she loves, and yet she is not loved." & @CRLF & _
                "'Fie, fie,' he says, 'you crush me; let me go;" & @CRLF & _
                "You have no reason to withhold me so.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Thou hadst been gone,' quoth she, 'sweet boy, ere this," & @CRLF & _
                "But that thou told'st me thou wouldst hunt the boar." & @CRLF & _
                "O, be advised! thou know'st not what it is" & @CRLF & _
                "With javelin's point a churlish swine to gore," & @CRLF & _
                "Whose tushes never sheathed he whetteth still," & @CRLF & _
                "Like to a mortal butcher bent to kill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'On his bow-back he hath a battle set" & @CRLF & _
                "Of bristly pikes, that ever threat his foes;" & @CRLF & _
                "His eyes, like glow-worms, shine when he doth fret;" & @CRLF & _
                "His snout digs sepulchres where'er he goes;" & @CRLF & _
                "Being moved, he strikes whate'er is in his way," & @CRLF & _
                "And whom he strikes his cruel tushes slay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'His brawny sides, with hairy bristles arm'd," & @CRLF & _
                "Are better proof than thy spear's point can enter;" & @CRLF & _
                "His short thick neck cannot be easily harm'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "Being ireful, on the lion he will venture:" & @CRLF & _
                "The thorny brambles and embracing bushes," & @CRLF & _
                "As fearful of him, part, through whom he rushes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Alas, he nought esteems that face of thine," & @CRLF & _
                "To which Love's eyes pay tributary gazes;" & @CRLF & _
                "Nor thy soft hands, sweet lips and crystal eyne," & @CRLF & _
                "Whose full perfection all the world amazes;" & @CRLF & _
                "But having thee at vantage,--wondrous dread!--" & @CRLF & _
                "Would root these beauties as he roots the mead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'O, let him keep his loathsome cabin still;" & @CRLF & _
                "Beauty hath nought to do with such foul fiends:" & @CRLF & _
                "Come not within his danger by thy will;" & @CRLF & _
                "They that thrive well take counsel of their friends." & @CRLF & _
                "When thou didst name the boar, not to dissemble," & @CRLF & _
                "I fear'd thy fortune, and my joints did tremble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Didst thou not mark my face? was it not white?" & @CRLF & _
                "Saw'st thou not signs of fear lurk in mine eye?" & @CRLF & _
                "Grew I not faint? and fell I not downright?" & @CRLF & _
                "Within my bosom, whereon thou dost lie," & @CRLF & _
                "My boding heart pants, beats, and takes no rest," & @CRLF & _
                "But, like an earthquake, shakes thee on my breast." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'For where Love reigns, disturbing Jealousy" & @CRLF & _
                "Doth call himself Affection's sentinel;" & @CRLF & _
                "Gives false alarms, suggesteth mutiny," & @CRLF & _
                "And in a peaceful hour doth cry 'Kill, kill!'" & @CRLF & _
                "Distempering gentle Love in his desire," & @CRLF & _
                "As air and water do abate the fire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'This sour informer, this bate-breeding spy," & @CRLF & _
                "This canker that eats up Love's tender spring," & @CRLF & _
                "This carry-tale, dissentious Jealousy," & @CRLF & _
                "That sometime true news, sometime false doth bring," & @CRLF & _
                "Knocks at my heat and whispers in mine ear" & @CRLF & _
                "That if I love thee, I thy death should fear:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'And more than so, presenteth to mine eye" & @CRLF & _
                "The picture of an angry-chafing boar," & @CRLF & _
                "Under whose sharp fangs on his back doth lie" & @CRLF & _
                "An image like thyself, all stain'd with gore;" & @CRLF & _
                "Whose blood upon the fresh flowers being shed" & @CRLF & _
                "Doth make them droop with grief and hang the head." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'What should I do, seeing thee so indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "That tremble at the imagination?" & @CRLF & _
                "The thought of it doth make my faint heart bleed," & @CRLF & _
                "And fear doth teach it divination:" & @CRLF & _
                "I prophesy thy death, my living sorrow," & @CRLF & _
                "If thou encounter with the boar to-morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'But if thou needs wilt hunt, be ruled by me;" & @CRLF & _
                "Uncouple at the timorous flying hare," & @CRLF & _
                "Or at the fox which lives by subtlety," & @CRLF & _
                "Or at the roe which no encounter dare:" & @CRLF & _
                "Pursue these fearful creatures o'er the downs," & @CRLF & _
                "And on thy well-breath'd horse keep with thy" & @CRLF & _
                "hounds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'And when thou hast on foot the purblind hare," & @CRLF & _
                "Mark the poor wretch, to overshoot his troubles" & @CRLF & _
                "How he outruns the wind and with what care" & @CRLF & _
                "He cranks and crosses with a thousand doubles:" & @CRLF & _
                "The many musets through the which he goes" & @CRLF & _
                "Are like a labyrinth to amaze his foes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Sometime he runs among a flock of sheep," & @CRLF & _
                "To make the cunning hounds mistake their smell," & @CRLF & _
                "And sometime where earth-delving conies keep," & @CRLF & _
                "To stop the loud pursuers in their yell," & @CRLF & _
                "And sometime sorteth with a herd of deer:" & @CRLF & _
                "Danger deviseth shifts; wit waits on fear:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'For there his smell with others being mingled," & @CRLF & _
                "The hot scent-snuffing hounds are driven to doubt," & @CRLF & _
                "Ceasing their clamorous cry till they have singled" & @CRLF & _
                "With much ado the cold fault cleanly out;" & @CRLF & _
                "Then do they spend their mouths: Echo replies," & @CRLF & _
                "As if another chase were in the skies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'By this, poor Wat, far off upon a hill," & @CRLF & _
                "Stands on his hinder legs with listening ear," & @CRLF & _
                "To harken if his foes pursue him still:" & @CRLF & _
                "Anon their loud alarums he doth hear;" & @CRLF & _
                "And now his grief may be compared well" & @CRLF & _
                "To one sore sick that hears the passing-bell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Then shalt thou see the dew-bedabbled wretch" & @CRLF & _
                "Turn, and return, indenting with the way;" & @CRLF & _
                "Each envious brier his weary legs doth scratch," & @CRLF & _
                "Each shadow makes him stop, each murmur stay:" & @CRLF & _
                "For misery is trodden on by many," & @CRLF & _
                "And being low never relieved by any." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Lie quietly, and hear a little more;" & @CRLF & _
                "Nay, do not struggle, for thou shalt not rise:" & @CRLF & _
                "To make thee hate the hunting of the boar," & @CRLF & _
                "Unlike myself thou hear'st me moralize," & @CRLF & _
                "Applying this to that, and so to so;" & @CRLF & _
                "For love can comment upon every woe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Where did I leave?' 'No matter where,' quoth he," & @CRLF & _
                "'Leave me, and then the story aptly ends:" & @CRLF & _
                "The night is spent.' 'Why, what of that?' quoth she." & @CRLF & _
                "'I am,' quoth he, 'expected of my friends;" & @CRLF & _
                "And now 'tis dark, and going I shall fall.'" & @CRLF & _
                "'In night,' quoth she, 'desire sees best of all" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'But if thou fall, O, then imagine this," & @CRLF & _
                "The earth, in love with thee, thy footing trips," & @CRLF & _
                "And all is but to rob thee of a kiss." & @CRLF & _
                "Rich preys make true men thieves; so do thy lips" & @CRLF & _
                "Make modest Dian cloudy and forlorn," & @CRLF & _
                "Lest she should steal a kiss and die forsworn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Now of this dark night I perceive the reason:" & @CRLF & _
                "Cynthia for shame obscures her silver shine," & @CRLF & _
                "Till forging Nature be condemn'd of treason," & @CRLF & _
                "For stealing moulds from heaven that were divine;" & @CRLF & _
                "Wherein she framed thee in high heaven's despite," & @CRLF & _
                "To shame the sun by day and her by night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'And therefore hath she bribed the Destinies" & @CRLF & _
                "To cross the curious workmanship of nature," & @CRLF & _
                "To mingle beauty with infirmities," & @CRLF & _
                "And pure perfection with impure defeature," & @CRLF & _
                "Making it subject to the tyranny" & @CRLF & _
                "Of mad mischances and much misery;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'As burning fevers, agues pale and faint," & @CRLF & _
                "Life-poisoning pestilence and frenzies wood," & @CRLF & _
                "The marrow-eating sickness, whose attaint" & @CRLF & _
                "Disorder breeds by heating of the blood:" & @CRLF & _
                "Surfeits, imposthumes, grief, and damn'd despair," & @CRLF & _
                "Swear nature's death for framing thee so fair." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'And not the least of all these maladies" & @CRLF & _
                "But in one minute's fight brings beauty under:" & @CRLF & _
                "Both favour, savour, hue and qualities," & @CRLF & _
                "Whereat the impartial gazer late did wonder," & @CRLF & _
                "Are on the sudden wasted, thaw'd and done," & @CRLF & _
                "As mountain-snow melts with the midday sun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Therefore, despite of fruitless chastity," & @CRLF & _
                "Love-lacking vestals and self-loving nuns," & @CRLF & _
                "That on the earth would breed a scarcity" & @CRLF & _
                "And barren dearth of daughters and of sons," & @CRLF & _
                "Be prodigal: the lamp that burns by night" & @CRLF & _
                "Dries up his oil to lend the world his light." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'What is thy body but a swallowing grave," & @CRLF & _
                "Seeming to bury that posterity" & @CRLF & _
                "Which by the rights of time thou needs must have," & @CRLF & _
                "If thou destroy them not in dark obscurity?" & @CRLF & _
                "If so, the world will hold thee in disdain," & @CRLF & _
                "Sith in thy pride so fair a hope is slain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'So in thyself thyself art made away;" & @CRLF & _
                "A mischief worse than civil home-bred strife," & @CRLF & _
                "Or theirs whose desperate hands themselves do slay," & @CRLF & _
                "Or butcher-sire that reaves his son of life." & @CRLF & _
                "Foul-cankering rust the hidden treasure frets," & @CRLF & _
                "But gold that's put to use more gold begets.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Nay, then,' quoth Adon, 'you will fall again" & @CRLF & _
                "Into your idle over-handled theme:" & @CRLF & _
                "The kiss I gave you is bestow'd in vain," & @CRLF & _
                "And all in vain you strive against the stream;" & @CRLF & _
                "For, by this black-faced night, desire's foul nurse," & @CRLF & _
                "Your treatise makes me like you worse and worse." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'If love have lent you twenty thousand tongues," & @CRLF & _
                "And every tongue more moving than your own," & @CRLF & _
                "Bewitching like the wanton mermaid's songs," & @CRLF & _
                "Yet from mine ear the tempting tune is blown" & @CRLF & _
                "For know, my heart stands armed in mine ear," & @CRLF & _
                "And will not let a false sound enter there;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Lest the deceiving harmony should run" & @CRLF & _
                "Into the quiet closure of my breast;" & @CRLF & _
                "And then my little heart were quite undone," & @CRLF & _
                "In his bedchamber to be barr'd of rest." & @CRLF & _
                "No, lady, no; my heart longs not to groan," & @CRLF & _
                "But soundly sleeps, while now it sleeps alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'What have you urged that I cannot reprove?" & @CRLF & _
                "The path is smooth that leadeth on to danger:" & @CRLF & _
                "I hate not love, but your device in love," & @CRLF & _
                "That lends embracements unto every stranger." & @CRLF & _
                "You do it for increase: O strange excuse," & @CRLF & _
                "When reason is the bawd to lust's abuse!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Call it not love, for Love to heaven is fled," & @CRLF & _
                "Since sweating Lust on earth usurp'd his name;" & @CRLF & _
                "Under whose simple semblance he hath fed" & @CRLF & _
                "Upon fresh beauty, blotting it with blame;" & @CRLF & _
                "Which the hot tyrant stains and soon bereaves," & @CRLF & _
                "As caterpillars do the tender leaves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Love comforteth like sunshine after rain," & @CRLF & _
                "But Lust's effect is tempest after sun;" & @CRLF & _
                "Love's gentle spring doth always fresh remain," & @CRLF & _
                "Lust's winter comes ere summer half be done;" & @CRLF & _
                "Love surfeits not, Lust like a glutton dies;" & @CRLF & _
                "Love is all truth, Lust full of forged lies." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'More I could tell, but more I dare not say;" & @CRLF & _
                "The text is old, the orator too green." & @CRLF & _
                "Therefore, in sadness, now I will away;" & @CRLF & _
                "My face is full of shame, my heart of teen:" & @CRLF & _
                "Mine ears, that to your wanton talk attended," & @CRLF & _
                "Do burn themselves for having so offended.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "With this, he breaketh from the sweet embrace," & @CRLF & _
                "Of those fair arms which bound him to her breast," & @CRLF & _
                "And homeward through the dark laund runs apace;" & @CRLF & _
                "Leaves Love upon her back deeply distress'd." & @CRLF & _
                "Look, how a bright star shooteth from the sky," & @CRLF & _
                "So glides he in the night from Venus' eye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Which after him she darts, as one on shore" & @CRLF & _
                "Gazing upon a late-embarked friend," & @CRLF & _
                "Till the wild waves will have him seen no more," & @CRLF & _
                "Whose ridges with the meeting clouds contend:" & @CRLF & _
                "So did the merciless and pitchy night" & @CRLF & _
                "Fold in the object that did feed her sight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Whereat amazed, as one that unaware" & @CRLF & _
                "Hath dropp'd a precious jewel in the flood," & @CRLF & _
                "Or stonish'd as night-wanderers often are," & @CRLF & _
                "Their light blown out in some mistrustful wood," & @CRLF & _
                "Even so confounded in the dark she lay," & @CRLF & _
                "Having lost the fair discovery of her way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "And now she beats her heart, whereat it groans," & @CRLF & _
                "That all the neighbour caves, as seeming troubled," & @CRLF & _
                "Make verbal repetition of her moans;" & @CRLF & _
                "Passion on passion deeply is redoubled:" & @CRLF & _
                "'Ay me!' she cries, and twenty times 'Woe, woe!'" & @CRLF & _
                "And twenty echoes twenty times cry so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "She marking them begins a wailing note" & @CRLF & _
                "And sings extemporally a woeful ditty;" & @CRLF & _
                "How love makes young men thrall and old men dote;" & @CRLF & _
                "How love is wise in folly, foolish-witty:" & @CRLF & _
                "Her heavy anthem still concludes in woe," & @CRLF & _
                "And still the choir of echoes answer so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Her song was tedious and outwore the night," & @CRLF & _
                "For lovers' hours are long, though seeming short:" & @CRLF & _
                "If pleased themselves, others, they think, delight" & @CRLF & _
                "In such-like circumstance, with suchlike sport:" & @CRLF & _
                "Their copious stories oftentimes begun" & @CRLF & _
                "End without audience and are never done." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "For who hath she to spend the night withal" & @CRLF & _
                "But idle sounds resembling parasites," & @CRLF & _
                "Like shrill-tongued tapsters answering every call," & @CRLF & _
                "Soothing the humour of fantastic wits?" & @CRLF & _
                "She says ''Tis so:' they answer all ''Tis so;'" & @CRLF & _
                "And would say after her, if she said 'No.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lo, here the gentle lark, weary of rest," & @CRLF & _
                "From his moist cabinet mounts up on high," & @CRLF & _
                "And wakes the morning, from whose silver breast" & @CRLF & _
                "The sun ariseth in his majesty;" & @CRLF & _
                "Who doth the world so gloriously behold" & @CRLF & _
                "That cedar-tops and hills seem burnish'd gold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Venus salutes him with this fair good-morrow:" & @CRLF & _
                "'O thou clear god, and patron of all light," & @CRLF & _
                "From whom each lamp and shining star doth borrow" & @CRLF & _
                "The beauteous influence that makes him bright," & @CRLF & _
                "There lives a son that suck'd an earthly mother," & @CRLF & _
                "May lend thee light, as thou dost lend to other.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "This said, she hasteth to a myrtle grove," & @CRLF & _
                "Musing the morning is so much o'erworn," & @CRLF & _
                "And yet she hears no tidings of her love:" & @CRLF & _
                "She hearkens for his hounds and for his horn:" & @CRLF & _
                "Anon she hears them chant it lustily," & @CRLF & _
                "And all in haste she coasteth to the cry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "And as she runs, the bushes in the way" & @CRLF & _
                "Some catch her by the neck, some kiss her face," & @CRLF & _
                "Some twine about her thigh to make her stay:" & @CRLF & _
                "She wildly breaketh from their strict embrace," & @CRLF & _
                "Like a milch doe, whose swelling dugs do ache," & @CRLF & _
                "Hasting to feed her fawn hid in some brake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "By this, she hears the hounds are at a bay;" & @CRLF & _
                "Whereat she starts, like one that spies an adder" & @CRLF & _
                "Wreathed up in fatal folds just in his way," & @CRLF & _
                "The fear whereof doth make him shake and shudder;" & @CRLF & _
                "Even so the timorous yelping of the hounds" & @CRLF & _
                "Appals her senses and her spirit confounds." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "For now she knows it is no gentle chase," & @CRLF & _
                "But the blunt boar, rough bear, or lion proud," & @CRLF & _
                "Because the cry remaineth in one place," & @CRLF & _
                "Where fearfully the dogs exclaim aloud:" & @CRLF & _
                "Finding their enemy to be so curst," & @CRLF & _
                "They all strain courtesy who shall cope him first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "This dismal cry rings sadly in her ear," & @CRLF & _
                "Through which it enters to surprise her heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "Who, overcome by doubt and bloodless fear," & @CRLF & _
                "With cold-pale weakness numbs each feeling part:" & @CRLF & _
                "Like soldiers, when their captain once doth yield," & @CRLF & _
                "They basely fly and dare not stay the field." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thus stands she in a trembling ecstasy;" & @CRLF & _
                "Till, cheering up her senses all dismay'd," & @CRLF & _
                "She tells them 'tis a causeless fantasy," & @CRLF & _
                "And childish error, that they are afraid;" & @CRLF & _
                "Bids them leave quaking, bids them fear no more:--" & @CRLF & _
                "And with that word she spied the hunted boar," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Whose frothy mouth, bepainted all with red," & @CRLF & _
                "Like milk and blood being mingled both together," & @CRLF & _
                "A second fear through all her sinews spread," & @CRLF & _
                "Which madly hurries her she knows not whither:" & @CRLF & _
                "This way runs, and now she will no further," & @CRLF & _
                "But back retires to rate the boar for murther." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "A thousand spleens bear her a thousand ways;" & @CRLF & _
                "She treads the path that she untreads again;" & @CRLF & _
                "Her more than haste is mated with delays," & @CRLF & _
                "Like the proceedings of a drunken brain," & @CRLF & _
                "Full of respects, yet nought at all respecting;" & @CRLF & _
                "In hand with all things, nought at all effecting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Here kennell'd in a brake she finds a hound," & @CRLF & _
                "And asks the weary caitiff for his master," & @CRLF & _
                "And there another licking of his wound," & @CRLF & _
                "'Gainst venom'd sores the only sovereign plaster;" & @CRLF & _
                "And here she meets another sadly scowling," & @CRLF & _
                "To whom she speaks, and he replies with howling." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "When he hath ceased his ill-resounding noise," & @CRLF & _
                "Another flap-mouth'd mourner, black and grim," & @CRLF & _
                "Against the welkin volleys out his voice;" & @CRLF & _
                "Another and another answer him," & @CRLF & _
                "Clapping their proud tails to the ground below," & @CRLF & _
                "Shaking their scratch'd ears, bleeding as they go." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Look, how the world's poor people are amazed" & @CRLF & _
                "At apparitions, signs and prodigies," & @CRLF & _
                "Whereon with fearful eyes they long have gazed," & @CRLF & _
                "Infusing them with dreadful prophecies;" & @CRLF & _
                "So she at these sad signs draws up her breath" & @CRLF & _
                "And sighing it again, exclaims on Death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Hard-favour'd tyrant, ugly, meagre, lean," & @CRLF & _
                "Hateful divorce of love,'--thus chides she Death,--" & @CRLF & _
                "'Grim-grinning ghost, earth's worm, what dost thou mean" & @CRLF & _
                "To stifle beauty and to steal his breath," & @CRLF & _
                "Who when he lived, his breath and beauty set" & @CRLF & _
                "Gloss on the rose, smell to the violet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'If he be dead,--O no, it cannot be," & @CRLF & _
                "Seeing his beauty, thou shouldst strike at it:--" & @CRLF & _
                "O yes, it may; thou hast no eyes to see," & @CRLF & _
                "But hatefully at random dost thou hit." & @CRLF & _
                "Thy mark is feeble age, but thy false dart" & @CRLF & _
                "Mistakes that aim and cleaves an infant's heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Hadst thou but bid beware, then he had spoke," & @CRLF & _
                "And, hearing him, thy power had lost his power." & @CRLF & _
                "The Destinies will curse thee for this stroke;" & @CRLF & _
                "They bid thee crop a weed, thou pluck'st a flower:" & @CRLF & _
                "Love's golden arrow at him should have fled," & @CRLF & _
                "And not Death's ebon dart, to strike dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Dost thou drink tears, that thou provokest such weeping?" & @CRLF & _
                "What may a heavy groan advantage thee?" & @CRLF & _
                "Why hast thou cast into eternal sleeping" & @CRLF & _
                "Those eyes that taught all other eyes to see?" & @CRLF & _
                "Now Nature cares not for thy mortal vigour," & @CRLF & _
                "Since her best work is ruin'd with thy rigour.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Here overcome, as one full of despair," & @CRLF & _
                "She vail'd her eyelids, who, like sluices, stopt" & @CRLF & _
                "The crystal tide that from her two cheeks fair" & @CRLF & _
                "In the sweet channel of her bosom dropt;" & @CRLF & _
                "But through the flood-gates breaks the silver rain," & @CRLF & _
                "And with his strong course opens them again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "O, how her eyes and tears did lend and borrow!" & @CRLF & _
                "Her eyes seen in the tears, tears in her eye;" & @CRLF & _
                "Both crystals, where they view'd each other's sorrow," & @CRLF & _
                "Sorrow that friendly sighs sought still to dry;" & @CRLF & _
                "But like a stormy day, now wind, now rain," & @CRLF & _
                "Sighs dry her cheeks, tears make them wet again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Variable passions throng her constant woe," & @CRLF & _
                "As striving who should best become her grief;" & @CRLF & _
                "All entertain'd, each passion labours so," & @CRLF & _
                "That every present sorrow seemeth chief," & @CRLF & _
                "But none is best: then join they all together," & @CRLF & _
                "Like many clouds consulting for foul weather." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "By this, far off she hears some huntsman hollo;" & @CRLF & _
                "A nurse's song ne'er pleased her babe so well:" & @CRLF & _
                "The dire imagination she did follow" & @CRLF & _
                "This sound of hope doth labour to expel;" & @CRLF & _
                "For now reviving joy bids her rejoice," & @CRLF & _
                "And flatters her it is Adonis' voice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Whereat her tears began to turn their tide," & @CRLF & _
                "Being prison'd in her eye like pearls in glass;" & @CRLF & _
                "Yet sometimes falls an orient drop beside," & @CRLF & _
                "Which her cheek melts, as scorning it should pass," & @CRLF & _
                "To wash the foul face of the sluttish ground," & @CRLF & _
                "Who is but drunken when she seemeth drown'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "O hard-believing love, how strange it seems" & @CRLF & _
                "Not to believe, and yet too credulous!" & @CRLF & _
                "Thy weal and woe are both of them extremes;" & @CRLF & _
                "Despair and hope makes thee ridiculous:" & @CRLF & _
                "The one doth flatter thee in thoughts unlikely," & @CRLF & _
                "In likely thoughts the other kills thee quickly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Now she unweaves the web that she hath wrought;" & @CRLF & _
                "Adonis lives, and Death is not to blame;" & @CRLF & _
                "It was not she that call'd him, all-to naught:" & @CRLF & _
                "Now she adds honours to his hateful name;" & @CRLF & _
                "She clepes him king of graves and grave for kings," & @CRLF & _
                "Imperious supreme of all mortal things." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'No, no,' quoth she, 'sweet Death, I did but jest;" & @CRLF & _
                "Yet pardon me I felt a kind of fear" & @CRLF & _
                "When as I met the boar, that bloody beast," & @CRLF & _
                "Which knows no pity, but is still severe;" & @CRLF & _
                "Then, gentle shadow,--truth I must confess,--" & @CRLF & _
                "I rail'd on thee, fearing my love's decease." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "''Tis not my fault: the boar provoked my tongue;" & @CRLF & _
                "Be wreak'd on him, invisible commander;" & @CRLF & _
                "'Tis he, foul creature, that hath done thee wrong;" & @CRLF & _
                "I did but act, he's author of thy slander:" & @CRLF & _
                "Grief hath two tongues, and never woman yet" & @CRLF & _
                "Could rule them both without ten women's wit.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thus hoping that Adonis is alive," & @CRLF & _
                "Her rash suspect she doth extenuate;" & @CRLF & _
                "And that his beauty may the better thrive," & @CRLF & _
                "With Death she humbly doth insinuate;" & @CRLF & _
                "Tells him of trophies, statues, tombs, and stories" & @CRLF & _
                "His victories, his triumphs and his glories." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'O Jove,' quoth she, 'how much a fool was I" & @CRLF & _
                "To be of such a weak and silly mind" & @CRLF & _
                "To wail his death who lives and must not die" & @CRLF & _
                "Till mutual overthrow of mortal kind!" & @CRLF & _
                "For he being dead, with him is beauty slain," & @CRLF & _
                "And, beauty dead, black chaos comes again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Fie, fie, fond love, thou art so full of fear" & @CRLF & _
                "As one with treasure laden, hemm'd thieves;" & @CRLF & _
                "Trifles, unwitnessed with eye or ear," & @CRLF & _
                "Thy coward heart with false bethinking grieves.'" & @CRLF & _
                "Even at this word she hears a merry horn," & @CRLF & _
                "Whereat she leaps that was but late forlorn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "As falcon to the lure, away she flies;" & @CRLF & _
                "The grass stoops not, she treads on it so light;" & @CRLF & _
                "And in her haste unfortunately spies" & @CRLF & _
                "The foul boar's conquest on her fair delight;" & @CRLF & _
                "Which seen, her eyes, as murder'd with the view," & @CRLF & _
                "Like stars ashamed of day, themselves withdrew;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Or, as the snail, whose tender horns being hit," & @CRLF & _
                "Shrinks backward in his shelly cave with pain," & @CRLF & _
                "And there, all smother'd up, in shade doth sit," & @CRLF & _
                "Long after fearing to creep forth again;" & @CRLF & _
                "So, at his bloody view, her eyes are fled" & @CRLF & _
                "Into the deep dark cabins of her head:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Where they resign their office and their light" & @CRLF & _
                "To the disposing of her troubled brain;" & @CRLF & _
                "Who bids them still consort with ugly night," & @CRLF & _
                "And never wound the heart with looks again;" & @CRLF & _
                "Who like a king perplexed in his throne," & @CRLF & _
                "By their suggestion gives a deadly groan," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Whereat each tributary subject quakes;" & @CRLF & _
                "As when the wind, imprison'd in the ground," & @CRLF & _
                "Struggling for passage, earth's foundation shakes," & @CRLF & _
                "Which with cold terror doth men's minds confound." & @CRLF & _
                "This mutiny each part doth so surprise" & @CRLF & _
                "That from their dark beds once more leap her eyes;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "And, being open'd, threw unwilling light" & @CRLF & _
                "Upon the wide wound that the boar had trench'd" & @CRLF & _
                "In his soft flank; whose wonted lily white" & @CRLF & _
                "With purple tears, that his wound wept, was drench'd:" & @CRLF & _
                "No flower was nigh, no grass, herb, leaf, or weed," & @CRLF & _
                "But stole his blood and seem'd with him to bleed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "This solemn sympathy poor Venus noteth;" & @CRLF & _
                "Over one shoulder doth she hang her head;" & @CRLF & _
                "Dumbly she passions, franticly she doteth;" & @CRLF & _
                "She thinks he could not die, he is not dead:" & @CRLF & _
                "Her voice is stopt, her joints forget to bow;" & @CRLF & _
                "Her eyes are mad that they have wept til now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Upon his hurt she looks so steadfastly," & @CRLF & _
                "That her sight dazzling makes the wound seem three;" & @CRLF & _
                "And then she reprehends her mangling eye," & @CRLF & _
                "That makes more gashes where no breach should be:" & @CRLF & _
                "His face seems twain, each several limb is doubled;" & @CRLF & _
                "For oft the eye mistakes, the brain being troubled." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'My tongue cannot express my grief for one," & @CRLF & _
                "And yet,' quoth she, 'behold two Adons dead!" & @CRLF & _
                "My sighs are blown away, my salt tears gone," & @CRLF & _
                "Mine eyes are turn'd to fire, my heart to lead:" & @CRLF & _
                "Heavy heart's lead, melt at mine eyes' red fire!" & @CRLF & _
                "So shall I die by drops of hot desire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Alas, poor world, what treasure hast thou lost!" & @CRLF & _
                "What face remains alive that's worth the viewing?" & @CRLF & _
                "Whose tongue is music now? what canst thou boast" & @CRLF & _
                "Of things long since, or any thing ensuing?" & @CRLF & _
                "The flowers are sweet, their colours fresh and trim;" & @CRLF & _
                "But true-sweet beauty lived and died with him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Bonnet nor veil henceforth no creature wear!" & @CRLF & _
                "Nor sun nor wind will ever strive to kiss you:" & @CRLF & _
                "Having no fair to lose, you need not fear;" & @CRLF & _
                "The sun doth scorn you and the wind doth hiss you:" & @CRLF & _
                "But when Adonis lived, sun and sharp air" & @CRLF & _
                "Lurk'd like two thieves, to rob him of his fair:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'And therefore would he put his bonnet on," & @CRLF & _
                "Under whose brim the gaudy sun would peep;" & @CRLF & _
                "The wind would blow it off and, being gone," & @CRLF & _
                "Play with his locks: then would Adonis weep;" & @CRLF & _
                "And straight, in pity of his tender years," & @CRLF & _
                "They both would strive who first should dry his tears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'To see his face the lion walk'd along" & @CRLF & _
                "Behind some hedge, because he would not fear him;" & @CRLF & _
                "To recreate himself when he hath sung," & @CRLF & _
                "The tiger would be tame and gently hear him;" & @CRLF & _
                "If he had spoke, the wolf would leave his prey" & @CRLF & _
                "And never fright the silly lamb that day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'When he beheld his shadow in the brook," & @CRLF & _
                "The fishes spread on it their golden gills;" & @CRLF & _
                "When he was by, the birds such pleasure took," & @CRLF & _
                "That some would sing, some other in their bills" & @CRLF & _
                "Would bring him mulberries and ripe-red cherries;" & @CRLF & _
                "He fed them with his sight, they him with berries." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'But this foul, grim, and urchin-snouted boar," & @CRLF & _
                "Whose downward eye still looketh for a grave," & @CRLF & _
                "Ne'er saw the beauteous livery that he wore;" & @CRLF & _
                "Witness the entertainment that he gave:" & @CRLF & _
                "If he did see his face, why then I know" & @CRLF & _
                "He thought to kiss him, and hath kill'd him so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "''Tis true, 'tis true; thus was Adonis slain:" & @CRLF & _
                "He ran upon the boar with his sharp spear," & @CRLF & _
                "Who did not whet his teeth at him again," & @CRLF & _
                "But by a kiss thought to persuade him there;" & @CRLF & _
                "And nuzzling in his flank, the loving swine" & @CRLF & _
                "Sheathed unaware the tusk in his soft groin." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Had I been tooth'd like him, I must confess," & @CRLF & _
                "With kissing him I should have kill'd him first;" & @CRLF & _
                "But he is dead, and never did he bless" & @CRLF & _
                "My youth with his; the more am I accurst.'" & @CRLF & _
                "With this, she falleth in the place she stood," & @CRLF & _
                "And stains her face with his congealed blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "She looks upon his lips, and they are pale;" & @CRLF & _
                "She takes him by the hand, and that is cold;" & @CRLF & _
                "She whispers in his ears a heavy tale," & @CRLF & _
                "As if they heard the woeful words she told;" & @CRLF & _
                "She lifts the coffer-lids that close his eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "Where, lo, two lamps, burnt out, in darkness lies;" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Two glasses, where herself herself beheld" & @CRLF & _
                "A thousand times, and now no more reflect;" & @CRLF & _
                "Their virtue lost, wherein they late excell'd," & @CRLF & _
                "And every beauty robb'd of his effect:" & @CRLF & _
                "'Wonder of time,' quoth she, 'this is my spite," & @CRLF & _
                "That, thou being dead, the day should yet be light." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Since thou art dead, lo, here I prophesy:" & @CRLF & _
                "Sorrow on love hereafter shall attend:" & @CRLF & _
                "It shall be waited on with jealousy," & @CRLF & _
                "Find sweet beginning, but unsavoury end," & @CRLF & _
                "Ne'er settled equally, but high or low," & @CRLF & _
                "That all love's pleasure shall not match his woe." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'It shall be fickle, false and full of fraud," & @CRLF & _
                "Bud and be blasted in a breathing-while;" & @CRLF & _
                "The bottom poison, and the top o'erstraw'd" & @CRLF & _
                "With sweets that shall the truest sight beguile:" & @CRLF & _
                "The strongest body shall it make most weak," & @CRLF & _
                "Strike the wise dumb and teach the fool to speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'It shall be sparing and too full of riot," & @CRLF & _
                "Teaching decrepit age to tread the measures;" & @CRLF & _
                "The staring ruffian shall it keep in quiet," & @CRLF & _
                "Pluck down the rich, enrich the poor with treasures;" & @CRLF & _
                "It shall be raging-mad and silly-mild," & @CRLF & _
                "Make the young old, the old become a child." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'It shall suspect where is no cause of fear;" & @CRLF & _
                "It shall not fear where it should most mistrust;" & @CRLF & _
                "It shall be merciful and too severe," & @CRLF & _
                "And most deceiving when it seems most just;" & @CRLF & _
                "Perverse it shall be where it shows most toward," & @CRLF & _
                "Put fear to valour, courage to the coward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'It shall be cause of war and dire events," & @CRLF & _
                "And set dissension 'twixt the son and sire;" & @CRLF & _
                "Subject and servile to all discontents," & @CRLF & _
                "As dry combustious matter is to fire:" & @CRLF & _
                "Sith in his prime Death doth my love destroy," & @CRLF & _
                "They that love best their loves shall not enjoy.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "By this, the boy that by her side lay kill'd" & @CRLF & _
                "Was melted like a vapour from her sight," & @CRLF & _
                "And in his blood that on the ground lay spill'd," & @CRLF & _
                "A purple flower sprung up, chequer'd with white," & @CRLF & _
                "Resembling well his pale cheeks and the blood" & @CRLF & _
                "Which in round drops upon their whiteness stood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "She bows her head, the new-sprung flower to smell," & @CRLF & _
                "Comparing it to her Adonis' breath," & @CRLF & _
                "And says, within her bosom it shall dwell," & @CRLF & _
                "Since he himself is reft from her by death:" & @CRLF & _
                "She crops the stalk, and in the breach appears" & @CRLF & _
                "Green dropping sap, which she compares to tears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Poor flower,' quoth she, 'this was thy fathers guise--" & @CRLF & _
                "Sweet issue of a more sweet-smelling sire--" & @CRLF & _
                "For every little grief to wet his eyes:" & @CRLF & _
                "To grow unto himself was his desire," & @CRLF & _
                "And so 'tis thine; but know, it is as good" & @CRLF & _
                "To wither in my breast as in his blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "'Here was thy father's bed, here in my breast;" & @CRLF & _
                "Thou art the next of blood, and 'tis thy right:" & @CRLF & _
                "Lo, in this hollow cradle take thy rest," & @CRLF & _
                "My throbbing heart shall rock thee day and night:" & @CRLF & _
                "There shall not be one minute in an hour" & @CRLF & _
                "Wherein I will not kiss my sweet love's flower.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Thus weary of the world, away she hies," & @CRLF & _
                "And yokes her silver doves; by whose swift aid" & @CRLF & _
                "Their mistress mounted through the empty skies" & @CRLF & _
                "In her light chariot quickly is convey'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "Holding their course to Paphos, where their queen" & @CRLF & _
                "Means to immure herself and not be seen." & @CRLF & _
                "	THE WINTER'S TALE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	DRAMATIS PERSONAE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	king of Sicilia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MAMILLIUS	young prince of Sicilia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIGONUS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  Four Lords of Sicilia." & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOMENES	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|" & @CRLF & _
                "DION	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	King of Bohemia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	Prince of Bohemia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHIDAMUS	a Lord of Bohemia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Old Shepherd	reputed father of Perdita. (Shepherd:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	his son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	a rogue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Mariner. (Mariner:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	A Gaoler.  (Gaoler:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	queen to Leontes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	daughter to Leontes and Hermione." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	wife to Antigonus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	a lady attending on Hermione," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOPSA	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|  Shepherdesses." & @CRLF & _
                "DORCAS	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Other Lords and Gentlemen, Ladies, Officers," & @CRLF & _
                "	and Servants, Shepherds, and Shepherdesses." & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Lord:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Gentleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Gentleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Gentleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Third Gentleman:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Lady:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Lady:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Officer:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(First Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "	(Second Servant:)" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Time	as Chorus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE	Sicilia, and Bohemia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE WINTER'S TALE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	Antechamber in LEONTES' palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CAMILLO and ARCHIDAMUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHIDAMUS	If you shall chance, Camillo, to visit Bohemia, on" & @CRLF & _
                "	the like occasion whereon my services are now on" & @CRLF & _
                "	foot, you shall see, as I have said, great" & @CRLF & _
                "	difference betwixt our Bohemia and your Sicilia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	I think, this coming summer, the King of Sicilia" & @CRLF & _
                "	means to pay Bohemia the visitation which he justly owes him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHIDAMUS	Wherein our entertainment shall shame us we will be" & @CRLF & _
                "	justified in our loves; for indeed--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Beseech you,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHIDAMUS	Verily, I speak it in the freedom of my knowledge:" & @CRLF & _
                "	we cannot with such magnificence--in so rare--I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	not what to say. We will give you sleepy drinks," & @CRLF & _
                "	that your senses, unintelligent of our insufficience," & @CRLF & _
                "	may, though they cannot praise us, as little accuse" & @CRLF & _
                "	us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	You pay a great deal too dear for what's given freely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHIDAMUS	Believe me, I speak as my understanding instructs me" & @CRLF & _
                "	and as mine honesty puts it to utterance." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Sicilia cannot show himself over-kind to Bohemia." & @CRLF & _
                "	They were trained together in their childhoods; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	there rooted betwixt them then such an affection," & @CRLF & _
                "	which cannot choose but branch now. Since their" & @CRLF & _
                "	more mature dignities and royal necessities made" & @CRLF & _
                "	separation of their society, their encounters," & @CRLF & _
                "	though not personal, have been royally attorneyed" & @CRLF & _
                "	with interchange of gifts, letters, loving" & @CRLF & _
                "	embassies; that they have seemed to be together," & @CRLF & _
                "	though absent, shook hands, as over a vast, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	embraced, as it were, from the ends of opposed" & @CRLF & _
                "	winds. The heavens continue their loves!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHIDAMUS	I think there is not in the world either malice or" & @CRLF & _
                "	matter to alter it. You have an unspeakable" & @CRLF & _
                "	comfort of your young prince Mamillius: it is a" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentleman of the greatest promise that ever came" & @CRLF & _
                "	into my note." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	I very well agree with you in the hopes of him: it" & @CRLF & _
                "	is a gallant child; one that indeed physics the" & @CRLF & _
                "	subject, makes old hearts fresh: they that went on" & @CRLF & _
                "	crutches ere he was born desire yet their life to" & @CRLF & _
                "	see him a man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHIDAMUS	Would they else be content to die?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Yes; if there were no other excuse why they should" & @CRLF & _
                "	desire to live." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ARCHIDAMUS	If the king had no son, they would desire to live" & @CRLF & _
                "	on crutches till he had one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE WINTER'S TALE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT I" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A room of state in the same." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LEONTES, HERMIONE, MAMILLIUS," & @CRLF & _
                "	POLIXENES, CAMILLO, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	Nine changes of the watery star hath been" & @CRLF & _
                "	The shepherd's note since we have left our throne" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without a burthen: time as long again" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would be find up, my brother, with our thanks;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet we should, for perpetuity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go hence in debt: and therefore, like a cipher," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet standing in rich place, I multiply" & @CRLF & _
                "	With one 'We thank you' many thousands moe" & @CRLF & _
                "	That go before it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	                  Stay your thanks a while;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pay them when you part." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	Sir, that's to-morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "	I am question'd by my fears, of what may chance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or breed upon our absence; that may blow" & @CRLF & _
                "	No sneaping winds at home, to make us say" & @CRLF & _
                "	'This is put forth too truly:' besides, I have stay'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To tire your royalty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	We are tougher, brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than you can put us to't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	No longer stay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	One seven-night longer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	Very sooth, to-morrow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	We'll part the time between's then; and in that" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll no gainsaying." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	Press me not, beseech you, so." & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no tongue that moves, none, none i' the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	So soon as yours could win me: so it should now," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were there necessity in your request, although" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twere needful I denied it. My affairs" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do even drag me homeward: which to hinder" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were in your love a whip to me; my stay" & @CRLF & _
                "	To you a charge and trouble: to save both," & @CRLF & _
                "	Farewell, our brother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Tongue-tied, our queen?" & @CRLF & _
                "	speak you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	I had thought, sir, to have held my peace until" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have drawn oaths from him not to stay. You, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Charge him too coldly. Tell him, you are sure" & @CRLF & _
                "	All in Bohemia's well; this satisfaction" & @CRLF & _
                "	The by-gone day proclaim'd: say this to him," & @CRLF & _
                "	He's beat from his best ward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Well said, Hermione." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	To tell, he longs to see his son, were strong:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But let him say so then, and let him go;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But let him swear so, and he shall not stay," & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll thwack him hence with distaffs." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet of your royal presence I'll adventure" & @CRLF & _
                "	The borrow of a week. When at Bohemia" & @CRLF & _
                "	You take my lord, I'll give him my commission" & @CRLF & _
                "	To let him there a month behind the gest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prefix'd for's parting: yet, good deed, Leontes," & @CRLF & _
                "	I love thee not a jar o' the clock behind" & @CRLF & _
                "	What lady-she her lord. You'll stay?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	No, madam." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	Nay, but you will?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	                  I may not, verily." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	Verily!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You put me off with limber vows; but I," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though you would seek to unsphere the" & @CRLF & _
                "	stars with oaths," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should yet say 'Sir, no going.' Verily," & @CRLF & _
                "	You shall not go: a lady's 'Verily' 's" & @CRLF & _
                "	As potent as a lord's. Will you go yet?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Force me to keep you as a prisoner," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not like a guest; so you shall pay your fees" & @CRLF & _
                "	When you depart, and save your thanks. How say you?" & @CRLF & _
                "	My prisoner? or my guest? by your dread 'Verily,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	One of them you shall be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	Your guest, then, madam:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be your prisoner should import offending;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which is for me less easy to commit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than you to punish." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	Not your gaoler, then," & @CRLF & _
                "	But your kind hostess. Come, I'll question you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my lord's tricks and yours when you were boys:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You were pretty lordings then?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	We were, fair queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Two lads that thought there was no more behind" & @CRLF & _
                "	But such a day to-morrow as to-day," & @CRLF & _
                "	And to be boy eternal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	Was not my lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	The verier wag o' the two?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	We were as twinn'd lambs that did frisk i' the sun," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bleat the one at the other: what we changed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was innocence for innocence; we knew not" & @CRLF & _
                "	The doctrine of ill-doing, nor dream'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	That any did. Had we pursued that life," & @CRLF & _
                "	And our weak spirits ne'er been higher rear'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	With stronger blood, we should have answer'd heaven" & @CRLF & _
                "	Boldly 'not guilty;' the imposition clear'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hereditary ours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	                  By this we gather" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have tripp'd since." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	O my most sacred lady!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Temptations have since then been born to's; for" & @CRLF & _
                "	In those unfledged days was my wife a girl;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your precious self had then not cross'd the eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my young play-fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	Grace to boot!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this make no conclusion, lest you say" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your queen and I are devils: yet go on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The offences we have made you do we'll answer," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you first sinn'd with us and that with us" & @CRLF & _
                "	You did continue fault and that you slipp'd not" & @CRLF & _
                "	With any but with us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Is he won yet?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	He'll stay my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	At my request he would not." & @CRLF & _
                "	Hermione, my dearest, thou never spokest" & @CRLF & _
                "	To better purpose." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	                                 Never?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Never, but once." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	What! have I twice said well? when was't before?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee tell me; cram's with praise, and make's" & @CRLF & _
                "	As fat as tame things: one good deed dying tongueless" & @CRLF & _
                "	Slaughters a thousand waiting upon that." & @CRLF & _
                "	Our praises are our wages: you may ride's" & @CRLF & _
                "	With one soft kiss a thousand furlongs ere" & @CRLF & _
                "	With spur we beat an acre. But to the goal:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My last good deed was to entreat his stay:" & @CRLF & _
                "	What was my first? it has an elder sister," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I mistake you: O, would her name were Grace!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But once before I spoke to the purpose: when?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, let me have't; I long." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Why, that was when" & @CRLF & _
                "	Three crabbed months had sour'd themselves to death," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere I could make thee open thy white hand" & @CRLF & _
                "	And clap thyself my love: then didst thou utter" & @CRLF & _
                "	'I am yours for ever.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	'Tis grace indeed." & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, lo you now, I have spoke to the purpose twice:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The one for ever earn'd a royal husband;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The other for some while a friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	[Aside]	Too hot, too hot!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To mingle friendship far is mingling bloods." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have tremor cordis on me: my heart dances;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But not for joy; not joy. This entertainment" & @CRLF & _
                "	May a free face put on, derive a liberty" & @CRLF & _
                "	From heartiness, from bounty, fertile bosom," & @CRLF & _
                "	And well become the agent; 't may, I grant;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But to be paddling palms and pinching fingers," & @CRLF & _
                "	As now they are, and making practised smiles," & @CRLF & _
                "	As in a looking-glass, and then to sigh, as 'twere" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mort o' the deer; O, that is entertainment" & @CRLF & _
                "	My bosom likes not, nor my brows! Mamillius," & @CRLF & _
                "	Art thou my boy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MAMILLIUS	                           Ay, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	I' fecks!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, that's my bawcock. What, hast" & @CRLF & _
                "	smutch'd thy nose?" & @CRLF & _
                "	They say it is a copy out of mine. Come, captain," & @CRLF & _
                "	We must be neat; not neat, but cleanly, captain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet the steer, the heifer and the calf" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are all call'd neat.--Still virginalling" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon his palm!--How now, you wanton calf!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Art thou my calf?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MAMILLIUS	                  Yes, if you will, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Thou want'st a rough pash and the shoots that I have," & @CRLF & _
                "	To be full like me: yet they say we are" & @CRLF & _
                "	Almost as like as eggs; women say so," & @CRLF & _
                "	That will say anything but were they false" & @CRLF & _
                "	As o'er-dyed blacks, as wind, as waters, false" & @CRLF & _
                "	As dice are to be wish'd by one that fixes" & @CRLF & _
                "	No bourn 'twixt his and mine, yet were it true" & @CRLF & _
                "	To say this boy were like me. Come, sir page," & @CRLF & _
                "	Look on me with your welkin eye: sweet villain!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most dear'st! my collop! Can thy dam?--may't be?--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Affection! thy intention stabs the centre:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou dost make possible things not so held," & @CRLF & _
                "	Communicatest with dreams;--how can this be?--" & @CRLF & _
                "	With what's unreal thou coactive art," & @CRLF & _
                "	And fellow'st nothing: then 'tis very credent" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou mayst co-join with something; and thou dost," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that beyond commission, and I find it," & @CRLF & _
                "	And that to the infection of my brains" & @CRLF & _
                "	And hardening of my brows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	What means Sicilia?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	He something seems unsettled." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	How, my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "	What cheer? how is't with you, best brother?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	You look as if you held a brow of much distraction" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are you moved, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	No, in good earnest." & @CRLF & _
                "	How sometimes nature will betray its folly," & @CRLF & _
                "	Its tenderness, and make itself a pastime" & @CRLF & _
                "	To harder bosoms! Looking on the lines" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my boy's face, methoughts I did recoil" & @CRLF & _
                "	Twenty-three years, and saw myself unbreech'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	In my green velvet coat, my dagger muzzled," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest it should bite its master, and so prove," & @CRLF & _
                "	As ornaments oft do, too dangerous:" & @CRLF & _
                "	How like, methought, I then was to this kernel," & @CRLF & _
                "	This squash, this gentleman. Mine honest friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you take eggs for money?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MAMILLIUS	No, my lord, I'll fight." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	You will! why, happy man be's dole! My brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are you so fond of your young prince as we" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do seem to be of ours?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	If at home, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	He's all my exercise, my mirth, my matter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now my sworn friend and then mine enemy," & @CRLF & _
                "	My parasite, my soldier, statesman, all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He makes a July's day short as December," & @CRLF & _
                "	And with his varying childness cures in me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thoughts that would thick my blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	So stands this squire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Officed with me: we two will walk, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	And leave you to your graver steps. Hermione," & @CRLF & _
                "	How thou lovest us, show in our brother's welcome;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let what is dear in Sicily be cheap:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Next to thyself and my young rover, he's" & @CRLF & _
                "	Apparent to my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	If you would seek us," & @CRLF & _
                "	We are yours i' the garden: shall's attend you there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	To your own bents dispose you: you'll be found," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be you beneath the sky." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		  I am angling now," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though you perceive me not how I give line." & @CRLF & _
                "	Go to, go to!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How she holds up the neb, the bill to him!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And arms her with the boldness of a wife" & @CRLF & _
                "	To her allowing husband!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt POLIXENES, HERMIONE, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		   Gone already!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Inch-thick, knee-deep, o'er head and" & @CRLF & _
                "	ears a fork'd one!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Go, play, boy, play: thy mother plays, and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Play too, but so disgraced a part, whose issue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will hiss me to my grave: contempt and clamour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will be my knell. Go, play, boy, play." & @CRLF & _
                "	There have been," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I am much deceived, cuckolds ere now;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And many a man there is, even at this present," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now while I speak this, holds his wife by the arm," & @CRLF & _
                "	That little thinks she has been sluiced in's absence" & @CRLF & _
                "	And his pond fish'd by his next neighbour, by" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir Smile, his neighbour: nay, there's comfort in't" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles other men have gates and those gates open'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	As mine, against their will. Should all despair" & @CRLF & _
                "	That have revolted wives, the tenth of mankind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would hang themselves. Physic for't there is none;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a bawdy planet, that will strike" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where 'tis predominant; and 'tis powerful, think it," & @CRLF & _
                "	From east, west, north and south: be it concluded," & @CRLF & _
                "	No barricado for a belly; know't;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It will let in and out the enemy" & @CRLF & _
                "	With bag and baggage: many thousand on's" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have the disease, and feel't not. How now, boy!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MAMILLIUS	I am like you, they say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Why that's some comfort. What, Camillo there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Ay, my good lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Go play, Mamillius; thou'rt an honest man." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit MAMILLIUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Camillo, this great sir will yet stay longer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	You had much ado to make his anchor hold:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When you cast out, it still came home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Didst note it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	He would not stay at your petitions: made" & @CRLF & _
                "	His business more material." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Didst perceive it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	They're here with me already, whispering, rounding" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Sicilia is a so-forth:' 'tis far gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I shall gust it last. How came't, Camillo," & @CRLF & _
                "	That he did stay?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	                  At the good queen's entreaty." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	At the queen's be't: 'good' should be pertinent" & @CRLF & _
                "	But, so it is, it is not. Was this taken" & @CRLF & _
                "	By any understanding pate but thine?" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thy conceit is soaking, will draw in" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than the common blocks: not noted, is't," & @CRLF & _
                "	But of the finer natures? by some severals" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of head-piece extraordinary? lower messes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perchance are to this business purblind? say." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Business, my lord! I think most understand" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bohemia stays here longer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Ha!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Stays here longer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Ay, but why?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	To satisfy your highness and the entreaties" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of our most gracious mistress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Satisfy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The entreaties of your mistress! satisfy!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let that suffice. I have trusted thee, Camillo," & @CRLF & _
                "	With all the nearest things to my heart, as well" & @CRLF & _
                "	My chamber-councils, wherein, priest-like, thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hast cleansed my bosom, I from thee departed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy penitent reform'd: but we have been" & @CRLF & _
                "	Deceived in thy integrity, deceived" & @CRLF & _
                "	In that which seems so." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Be it forbid, my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	To bide upon't, thou art not honest, or," & @CRLF & _
                "	If thou inclinest that way, thou art a coward," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which hoxes honesty behind, restraining" & @CRLF & _
                "	From course required; or else thou must be counted" & @CRLF & _
                "	A servant grafted in my serious trust" & @CRLF & _
                "	And therein negligent; or else a fool" & @CRLF & _
                "	That seest a game play'd home, the rich stake drawn," & @CRLF & _
                "	And takest it all for jest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	My gracious lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	I may be negligent, foolish and fearful;" & @CRLF & _
                "	In every one of these no man is free," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that his negligence, his folly, fear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Among the infinite doings of the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sometime puts forth. In your affairs, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever I were wilful-negligent," & @CRLF & _
                "	It was my folly; if industriously" & @CRLF & _
                "	I play'd the fool, it was my negligence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not weighing well the end; if ever fearful" & @CRLF & _
                "	To do a thing, where I the issue doubted," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where of the execution did cry out" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against the non-performance, 'twas a fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which oft infects the wisest: these, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are such allow'd infirmities that honesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is never free of. But, beseech your grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be plainer with me; let me know my trespass" & @CRLF & _
                "	By its own visage: if I then deny it," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis none of mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	                  Ha' not you seen, Camillo,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that's past doubt, you have, or your eye-glass" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is thicker than a cuckold's horn,--or heard,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For to a vision so apparent rumour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cannot be mute,--or thought,--for cogitation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Resides not in that man that does not think,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	My wife is slippery? If thou wilt confess," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else be impudently negative," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have nor eyes nor ears nor thought, then say" & @CRLF & _
                "	My wife's a hobby-horse, deserves a name" & @CRLF & _
                "	As rank as any flax-wench that puts to" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before her troth-plight: say't and justify't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	I would not be a stander-by to hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	My sovereign mistress clouded so, without" & @CRLF & _
                "	My present vengeance taken: 'shrew my heart," & @CRLF & _
                "	You never spoke what did become you less" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than this; which to reiterate were sin" & @CRLF & _
                "	As deep as that, though true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Is whispering nothing?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is leaning cheek to cheek? is meeting noses?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Kissing with inside lip? stopping the career" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of laughing with a sigh?--a note infallible" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of breaking honesty--horsing foot on foot?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Skulking in corners? wishing clocks more swift?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hours, minutes? noon, midnight? and all eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blind with the pin and web but theirs, theirs only," & @CRLF & _
                "	That would unseen be wicked? is this nothing?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, then the world and all that's in't is nothing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The covering sky is nothing; Bohemia nothing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings," & @CRLF & _
                "	If this be nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Good my lord, be cured" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this diseased opinion, and betimes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For 'tis most dangerous." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Say it be, 'tis true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	No, no, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	                  It is; you lie, you lie:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I say thou liest, Camillo, and I hate thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pronounce thee a gross lout, a mindless slave," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or else a hovering temporizer, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Canst with thine eyes at once see good and evil," & @CRLF & _
                "	Inclining to them both: were my wife's liver" & @CRLF & _
                "	Infected as her life, she would not live" & @CRLF & _
                "	The running of one glass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Who does infect her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Why, he that wears her like a medal, hanging" & @CRLF & _
                "	About his neck, Bohemia: who, if I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had servants true about me, that bare eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see alike mine honour as their profits," & @CRLF & _
                "	Their own particular thrifts, they would do that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which should undo more doing: ay, and thou," & @CRLF & _
                "	His cupbearer,--whom I from meaner form" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have benched and reared to worship, who mayst see" & @CRLF & _
                "	Plainly as heaven sees earth and earth sees heaven," & @CRLF & _
                "	How I am galled,--mightst bespice a cup," & @CRLF & _
                "	To give mine enemy a lasting wink;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which draught to me were cordial." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Sir, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	I could do this, and that with no rash potion," & @CRLF & _
                "	But with a lingering dram that should not work" & @CRLF & _
                "	Maliciously like poison: but I cannot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Believe this crack to be in my dread mistress," & @CRLF & _
                "	So sovereignly being honourable." & @CRLF & _
                "	I have loved thee,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Make that thy question, and go rot!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dost think I am so muddy, so unsettled," & @CRLF & _
                "	To appoint myself in this vexation, sully" & @CRLF & _
                "	The purity and whiteness of my sheets," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which to preserve is sleep, which being spotted" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is goads, thorns, nettles, tails of wasps," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give scandal to the blood o' the prince my son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who I do think is mine and love as mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without ripe moving to't? Would I do this?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could man so blench?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	I must believe you, sir:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I do; and will fetch off Bohemia for't;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Provided that, when he's removed, your highness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will take again your queen as yours at first," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even for your son's sake; and thereby for sealing" & @CRLF & _
                "	The injury of tongues in courts and kingdoms" & @CRLF & _
                "	Known and allied to yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Thou dost advise me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even so as I mine own course have set down:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll give no blemish to her honour, none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	My lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Go then; and with a countenance as clear" & @CRLF & _
                "	As friendship wears at feasts, keep with Bohemia" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with your queen. I am his cupbearer:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If from me he have wholesome beverage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Account me not your servant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	This is all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do't and thou hast the one half of my heart;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do't not, thou split'st thine own." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	I'll do't, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	I will seem friendly, as thou hast advised me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	O miserable lady! But, for me," & @CRLF & _
                "	What case stand I in? I must be the poisoner" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of good Polixenes; and my ground to do't" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is the obedience to a master, one" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who in rebellion with himself will have" & @CRLF & _
                "	All that are his so too. To do this deed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Promotion follows. If I could find example" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of thousands that had struck anointed kings" & @CRLF & _
                "	And flourish'd after, I'ld not do't; but since" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor brass nor stone nor parchment bears not one," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let villany itself forswear't. I must" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forsake the court: to do't, or no, is certain" & @CRLF & _
                "	To me a break-neck. Happy star, reign now!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes Bohemia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter POLIXENES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	This is strange: methinks" & @CRLF & _
                "	My favour here begins to warp. Not speak?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good day, Camillo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	                  Hail, most royal sir!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	What is the news i' the court?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	None rare, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	The king hath on him such a countenance" & @CRLF & _
                "	As he had lost some province and a region" & @CRLF & _
                "	Loved as he loves himself: even now I met him" & @CRLF & _
                "	With customary compliment; when he," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wafting his eyes to the contrary and falling" & @CRLF & _
                "	A lip of much contempt, speeds from me and" & @CRLF & _
                "	So leaves me to consider what is breeding" & @CRLF & _
                "	That changeth thus his manners." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	I dare not know, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	How! dare not! do not. Do you know, and dare not?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be intelligent to me: 'tis thereabouts;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, to yourself, what you do know, you must." & @CRLF & _
                "	And cannot say, you dare not. Good Camillo," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your changed complexions are to me a mirror" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which shows me mine changed too; for I must be" & @CRLF & _
                "	A party in this alteration, finding" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself thus alter'd with 't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	There is a sickness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which puts some of us in distemper, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	I cannot name the disease; and it is caught" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of you that yet are well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	How! caught of me!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Make me not sighted like the basilisk:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have look'd on thousands, who have sped the better" & @CRLF & _
                "	By my regard, but kill'd none so. Camillo,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you are certainly a gentleman, thereto" & @CRLF & _
                "	Clerk-like experienced, which no less adorns" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our gentry than our parents' noble names," & @CRLF & _
                "	In whose success we are gentle,--I beseech you," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you know aught which does behove my knowledge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thereof to be inform'd, imprison't not" & @CRLF & _
                "	In ignorant concealment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	I may not answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	A sickness caught of me, and yet I well!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must be answer'd. Dost thou hear, Camillo," & @CRLF & _
                "	I conjure thee, by all the parts of man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which honour does acknowledge, whereof the least" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not this suit of mine, that thou declare" & @CRLF & _
                "	What incidency thou dost guess of harm" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is creeping toward me; how far off, how near;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which way to be prevented, if to be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not, how best to bear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Sir, I will tell you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Since I am charged in honour and by him" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I think honourable: therefore mark my counsel," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which must be even as swiftly follow'd as" & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean to utter it, or both yourself and me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cry lost, and so good night!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	On, good Camillo." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	I am appointed him to murder you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	By whom, Camillo?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	                        By the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	For what?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	He thinks, nay, with all confidence he swears," & @CRLF & _
                "	As he had seen't or been an instrument" & @CRLF & _
                "	To vice you to't, that you have touch'd his queen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forbiddenly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	                  O, then my best blood turn" & @CRLF & _
                "	To an infected jelly and my name" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be yoked with his that did betray the Best!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn then my freshest reputation to" & @CRLF & _
                "	A savour that may strike the dullest nostril" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where I arrive, and my approach be shunn'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nay, hated too, worse than the great'st infection" & @CRLF & _
                "	That e'er was heard or read!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Swear his thought over" & @CRLF & _
                "	By each particular star in heaven and" & @CRLF & _
                "	By all their influences, you may as well" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forbid the sea for to obey the moon" & @CRLF & _
                "	As or by oath remove or counsel shake" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fabric of his folly, whose foundation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is piled upon his faith and will continue" & @CRLF & _
                "	The standing of his body." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	How should this grow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	I know not: but I am sure 'tis safer to" & @CRLF & _
                "	Avoid what's grown than question how 'tis born." & @CRLF & _
                "	If therefore you dare trust my honesty," & @CRLF & _
                "	That lies enclosed in this trunk which you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall bear along impawn'd, away to-night!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your followers I will whisper to the business," & @CRLF & _
                "	And will by twos and threes at several posterns" & @CRLF & _
                "	Clear them o' the city. For myself, I'll put" & @CRLF & _
                "	My fortunes to your service, which are here" & @CRLF & _
                "	By this discovery lost. Be not uncertain;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, by the honour of my parents, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have utter'd truth: which if you seek to prove," & @CRLF & _
                "	I dare not stand by; nor shall you be safer" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than one condemn'd by the king's own mouth, thereon" & @CRLF & _
                "	His execution sworn." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	I do believe thee:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I saw his heart in 's face. Give me thy hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be pilot to me and thy places shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Still neighbour mine. My ships are ready and" & @CRLF & _
                "	My people did expect my hence departure" & @CRLF & _
                "	Two days ago. This jealousy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is for a precious creature: as she's rare," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must it be great, and as his person's mighty," & @CRLF & _
                "	Must it be violent, and as he does conceive" & @CRLF & _
                "	He is dishonour'd by a man which ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	Profess'd to him, why, his revenges must" & @CRLF & _
                "	In that be made more bitter. Fear o'ershades me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Good expedition be my friend, and comfort" & @CRLF & _
                "	The gracious queen, part of his theme, but nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of his ill-ta'en suspicion! Come, Camillo;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I will respect thee as a father if" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou bear'st my life off hence: let us avoid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	It is in mine authority to command" & @CRLF & _
                "	The keys of all the posterns: please your highness" & @CRLF & _
                "	To take the urgent hour. Come, sir, away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE WINTER'S TALE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A room in LEONTES' palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HERMIONE, MAMILLIUS, and Ladies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	Take the boy to you: he so troubles me," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis past enduring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lady	Come, my gracious lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I be your playfellow?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MAMILLIUS	No, I'll none of you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lady	Why, my sweet lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MAMILLIUS	You'll kiss me hard and speak to me as if" & @CRLF & _
                "	I were a baby still. I love you better." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lady	And why so, my lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MAMILLIUS	Not for because" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your brows are blacker; yet black brows, they say," & @CRLF & _
                "	Become some women best, so that there be not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too much hair there, but in a semicircle" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or a half-moon made with a pen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lady	Who taught you this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MAMILLIUS	I learnt it out of women's faces. Pray now" & @CRLF & _
                "	What colour are your eyebrows?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lady	Blue, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MAMILLIUS	Nay, that's a mock: I have seen a lady's nose" & @CRLF & _
                "	That has been blue, but not her eyebrows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lady	Hark ye;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The queen your mother rounds apace: we shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	Present our services to a fine new prince" & @CRLF & _
                "	One of these days; and then you'ld wanton with us," & @CRLF & _
                "	If we would have you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Lady	She is spread of late" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into a goodly bulk: good time encounter her!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	What wisdom stirs amongst you? Come, sir, now" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am for you again: pray you, sit by us," & @CRLF & _
                "	And tell 's a tale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MAMILLIUS	Merry or sad shall't be?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	As merry as you will." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MAMILLIUS	A sad tale's best for winter: I have one" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of sprites and goblins." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	Let's have that, good sir." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come on, sit down: come on, and do your best" & @CRLF & _
                "	To fright me with your sprites; you're powerful at it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MAMILLIUS	There was a man--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	                  Nay, come, sit down; then on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MAMILLIUS	Dwelt by a churchyard: I will tell it softly;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yond crickets shall not hear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	Come on, then," & @CRLF & _
                "	And give't me in mine ear." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LEONTES, with ANTIGONUS, Lords and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Was he met there? his train? Camillo with him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Behind the tuft of pines I met them; never" & @CRLF & _
                "	Saw I men scour so on their way: I eyed them" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to their ships." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	How blest am I" & @CRLF & _
                "	In my just censure, in my true opinion!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Alack, for lesser knowledge! how accursed" & @CRLF & _
                "	In being so blest! There may be in the cup" & @CRLF & _
                "	A spider steep'd, and one may drink, depart," & @CRLF & _
                "	And yet partake no venom, for his knowledge" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not infected: but if one present" & @CRLF & _
                "	The abhorr'd ingredient to his eye, make known" & @CRLF & _
                "	How he hath drunk, he cracks his gorge, his sides," & @CRLF & _
                "	With violent hefts. I have drunk," & @CRLF & _
                "	and seen the spider." & @CRLF & _
                "	Camillo was his help in this, his pander:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is a plot against my life, my crown;" & @CRLF & _
                "	All's true that is mistrusted: that false villain" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom I employ'd was pre-employ'd by him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He has discover'd my design, and I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Remain a pinch'd thing; yea, a very trick" & @CRLF & _
                "	For them to play at will. How came the posterns" & @CRLF & _
                "	So easily open?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	                  By his great authority;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which often hath no less prevail'd than so" & @CRLF & _
                "	On your command." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	                          I know't too well." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me the boy: I am glad you did not nurse him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though he does bear some signs of me, yet you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have too much blood in him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	What is this? sport?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Bear the boy hence; he shall not come about her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Away with him! and let her sport herself" & @CRLF & _
                "	With that she's big with; for 'tis Polixenes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Has made thee swell thus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	But I'ld say he had not," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I'll be sworn you would believe my saying," & @CRLF & _
                "	Howe'er you lean to the nayward." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	You, my lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	Look on her, mark her well; be but about" & @CRLF & _
                "	To say 'she is a goodly lady,' and" & @CRLF & _
                "	The justice of your bearts will thereto add" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis pity she's not honest, honourable:'" & @CRLF & _
                "	Praise her but for this her without-door form," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which on my faith deserves high speech, and straight" & @CRLF & _
                "	The shrug, the hum or ha, these petty brands" & @CRLF & _
                "	That calumny doth use--O, I am out--" & @CRLF & _
                "	That mercy does, for calumny will sear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Virtue itself: these shrugs, these hums and ha's," & @CRLF & _
                "	When you have said 'she's goodly,' come between" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ere you can say 'she's honest:' but be 't known," & @CRLF & _
                "	From him that has most cause to grieve it should be," & @CRLF & _
                "	She's an adulteress." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	Should a villain say so," & @CRLF & _
                "	The most replenish'd villain in the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	He were as much more villain: you, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do but mistake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	                  You have mistook, my lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	Polixenes for Leontes: O thou thing!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I'll not call a creature of thy place," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest barbarism, making me the precedent," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should a like language use to all degrees" & @CRLF & _
                "	And mannerly distinguishment leave out" & @CRLF & _
                "	Betwixt the prince and beggar: I have said" & @CRLF & _
                "	She's an adulteress; I have said with whom:" & @CRLF & _
                "	More, she's a traitor and Camillo is" & @CRLF & _
                "	A federary with her, and one that knows" & @CRLF & _
                "	What she should shame to know herself" & @CRLF & _
                "	But with her most vile principal, that she's" & @CRLF & _
                "	A bed-swerver, even as bad as those" & @CRLF & _
                "	That vulgars give bold'st titles, ay, and privy" & @CRLF & _
                "	To this their late escape." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	No, by my life." & @CRLF & _
                "	Privy to none of this. How will this grieve you," & @CRLF & _
                "	When you shall come to clearer knowledge, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	You thus have publish'd me! Gentle my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	You scarce can right me throughly then to say" & @CRLF & _
                "	You did mistake." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	                  No; if I mistake" & @CRLF & _
                "	In those foundations which I build upon," & @CRLF & _
                "	The centre is not big enough to bear" & @CRLF & _
                "	A school-boy's top. Away with her! to prison!" & @CRLF & _
                "	He who shall speak for her is afar off guilty" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that he speaks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	There's some ill planet reigns:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I must be patient till the heavens look" & @CRLF & _
                "	With an aspect more favourable. Good my lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am not prone to weeping, as our sex" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commonly are; the want of which vain dew" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perchance shall dry your pities: but I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	That honourable grief lodged here which burns" & @CRLF & _
                "	Worse than tears drown: beseech you all, my lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	With thoughts so qualified as your charities" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall best instruct you, measure me; and so" & @CRLF & _
                "	The king's will be perform'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Shall I be heard?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	Who is't that goes with me? Beseech your highness," & @CRLF & _
                "	My women may be with me; for you see" & @CRLF & _
                "	My plight requires it. Do not weep, good fools;" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no cause: when you shall know your mistress" & @CRLF & _
                "	Has deserved prison, then abound in tears" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I come out: this action I now go on" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is for my better grace. Adieu, my lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I never wish'd to see you sorry; now" & @CRLF & _
                "	I trust I shall. My women, come; you have leave." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Go, do our bidding; hence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit HERMIONE, guarded; with Ladies]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Beseech your highness, call the queen again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIGONUS	Be certain what you do, sir, lest your justice" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prove violence; in the which three great ones suffer," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yourself, your queen, your son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	For her, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	I dare my life lay down and will do't, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Please you to accept it, that the queen is spotless" & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the eyes of heaven and to you; I mean," & @CRLF & _
                "	In this which you accuse her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIGONUS	If it prove" & @CRLF & _
                "	She's otherwise, I'll keep my stables where" & @CRLF & _
                "	I lodge my wife; I'll go in couples with her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than when I feel and see her no farther trust her;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For every inch of woman in the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Ay, every dram of woman's flesh is false, If she be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	         Hold your peaces." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Good my lord,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIGONUS	It is for you we speak, not for ourselves:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You are abused and by some putter-on" & @CRLF & _
                "	That will be damn'd for't; would I knew the villain," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would land-damn him. Be she honour-flaw'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	I have three daughters; the eldest is eleven" & @CRLF & _
                "	The second and the third, nine, and some five;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If this prove true, they'll pay for't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	by mine honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll geld 'em all; fourteen they shall not see," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bring false generations: they are co-heirs;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And I had rather glib myself than they" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should not produce fair issue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Cease; no more." & @CRLF & _
                "	You smell this business with a sense as cold" & @CRLF & _
                "	As is a dead man's nose: but I do see't and feel't" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you feel doing thus; and see withal" & @CRLF & _
                "	The instruments that feel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIGONUS	If it be so," & @CRLF & _
                "	We need no grave to bury honesty:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There's not a grain of it the face to sweeten" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the whole dungy earth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	What! lack I credit?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	I had rather you did lack than I, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon this ground; and more it would content me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have her honour true than your suspicion," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be blamed for't how you might." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Why, what need we" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commune with you of this, but rather follow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our forceful instigation? Our prerogative" & @CRLF & _
                "	Calls not your counsels, but our natural goodness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Imparts this; which if you, or stupefied" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or seeming so in skill, cannot or will not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Relish a truth like us, inform yourselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	We need no more of your advice: the matter," & @CRLF & _
                "	The loss, the gain, the ordering on't, is all" & @CRLF & _
                "	Properly ours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIGONUS	                  And I wish, my liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	You had only in your silent judgment tried it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without more overture." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	How could that be?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Either thou art most ignorant by age," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or thou wert born a fool. Camillo's flight," & @CRLF & _
                "	Added to their familiarity," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which was as gross as ever touch'd conjecture," & @CRLF & _
                "	That lack'd sight only, nought for approbation" & @CRLF & _
                "	But only seeing, all other circumstances" & @CRLF & _
                "	Made up to the deed, doth push on this proceeding:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, for a greater confirmation," & @CRLF & _
                "	For in an act of this importance 'twere" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most piteous to be wild, I have dispatch'd in post" & @CRLF & _
                "	To sacred Delphos, to Apollo's temple," & @CRLF & _
                "	Cleomenes and Dion, whom you know" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of stuff'd sufficiency: now from the oracle" & @CRLF & _
                "	They will bring all; whose spiritual counsel had," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall stop or spur me. Have I done well?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Well done, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Though I am satisfied and need no more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than what I know, yet shall the oracle" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give rest to the minds of others, such as he" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose ignorant credulity will not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come up to the truth. So have we thought it good" & @CRLF & _
                "	From our free person she should be confined," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest that the treachery of the two fled hence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be left her to perform. Come, follow us;" & @CRLF & _
                "	We are to speak in public; for this business" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will raise us all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIGONUS	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	To laughter, as I take it," & @CRLF & _
                "	If the good truth were known." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE WINTER'S TALE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A prison." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PAULINA, a Gentleman, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	The keeper of the prison, call to him;" & @CRLF & _
                "	let him have knowledge who I am." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Gentleman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		               Good lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	No court in Europe is too good for thee;" & @CRLF & _
                "	What dost thou then in prison?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Gentleman, with the Gaoler]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		         Now, good sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	You know me, do you not?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gaoler	For a worthy lady" & @CRLF & _
                "	And one whom much I honour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	Pray you then," & @CRLF & _
                "	Conduct me to the queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gaoler	I may not, madam:" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the contrary I have express commandment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	Here's ado," & @CRLF & _
                "	To lock up honesty and honour from" & @CRLF & _
                "	The access of gentle visitors!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is't lawful, pray you," & @CRLF & _
                "	To see her women? any of them? Emilia?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gaoler	So please you, madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	To put apart these your attendants, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall bring Emilia forth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	I pray now, call her." & @CRLF & _
                "	Withdraw yourselves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Gentleman and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gaoler	And, madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	I must be present at your conference." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	Well, be't so, prithee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Gaoler]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here's such ado to make no stain a stain" & @CRLF & _
                "	As passes colouring." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Gaoler, with EMILIA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dear gentlewoman," & @CRLF & _
                "	How fares our gracious lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	As well as one so great and so forlorn" & @CRLF & _
                "	May hold together: on her frights and griefs," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which never tender lady hath born greater," & @CRLF & _
                "	She is something before her time deliver'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	A boy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	     A daughter, and a goodly babe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lusty and like to live: the queen receives" & @CRLF & _
                "	Much comfort in't; says 'My poor prisoner," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am innocent as you.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	I dare be sworn" & @CRLF & _
                "	These dangerous unsafe lunes i' the king," & @CRLF & _
                "	beshrew them!" & @CRLF & _
                "	He must be told on't, and he shall: the office" & @CRLF & _
                "	Becomes a woman best; I'll take't upon me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I prove honey-mouth'd let my tongue blister" & @CRLF & _
                "	And never to my red-look'd anger be" & @CRLF & _
                "	The trumpet any more. Pray you, Emilia," & @CRLF & _
                "	Commend my best obedience to the queen:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If she dares trust me with her little babe," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll show't the king and undertake to be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her advocate to the loud'st. We do not know" & @CRLF & _
                "	How he may soften at the sight o' the child:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The silence often of pure innocence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Persuades when speaking fails." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	Most worthy madam," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your honour and your goodness is so evident" & @CRLF & _
                "	That your free undertaking cannot miss" & @CRLF & _
                "	A thriving issue: there is no lady living" & @CRLF & _
                "	So meet for this great errand. Please your ladyship" & @CRLF & _
                "	To visit the next room, I'll presently" & @CRLF & _
                "	Acquaint the queen of your most noble offer;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who but to-day hammer'd of this design," & @CRLF & _
                "	But durst not tempt a minister of honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest she should be denied." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	Tell her, Emilia." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll use that tongue I have: if wit flow from't" & @CRLF & _
                "	As boldness from my bosom, let 't not be doubted" & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall do good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "EMILIA	                  Now be you blest for it!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll to the queen: please you," & @CRLF & _
                "	come something nearer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gaoler	Madam, if't please the queen to send the babe," & @CRLF & _
                "	I know not what I shall incur to pass it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Having no warrant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	                  You need not fear it, sir:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This child was prisoner to the womb and is" & @CRLF & _
                "	By law and process of great nature thence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Freed and enfranchised, not a party to" & @CRLF & _
                "	The anger of the king nor guilty of," & @CRLF & _
                "	If any be, the trespass of the queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gaoler	I do believe it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	                  Do not you fear: upon mine honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will stand betwixt you and danger." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE WINTER'S TALE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT II" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A room in LEONTES' palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LEONTES, ANTIGONUS, Lords, and Servants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Nor night nor day no rest: it is but weakness" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bear the matter thus; mere weakness. If" & @CRLF & _
                "	The cause were not in being,--part o' the cause," & @CRLF & _
                "	She the adulteress; for the harlot king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is quite beyond mine arm, out of the blank" & @CRLF & _
                "	And level of my brain, plot-proof; but she" & @CRLF & _
                "	I can hook to me: say that she were gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	Given to the fire, a moiety of my rest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might come to me again. Who's there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	My lord?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	How does the boy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Servant	                  He took good rest to-night;" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis hoped his sickness is discharged." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	To see his nobleness!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Conceiving the dishonour of his mother," & @CRLF & _
                "	He straight declined, droop'd, took it deeply," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fasten'd and fix'd the shame on't in himself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Threw off his spirit, his appetite, his sleep," & @CRLF & _
                "	And downright languish'd. Leave me solely: go," & @CRLF & _
                "	See how he fares." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fie, fie! no thought of him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The thought of my revenges that way" & @CRLF & _
                "	Recoil upon me: in himself too mighty," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in his parties, his alliance; let him be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Until a time may serve: for present vengeance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Take it on her. Camillo and Polixenes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Laugh at me, make their pastime at my sorrow:" & @CRLF & _
                "	They should not laugh if I could reach them, nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall she within my power." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter PAULINA, with a child]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	You must not enter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	Nay, rather, good my lords, be second to me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fear you his tyrannous passion more, alas," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than the queen's life? a gracious innocent soul," & @CRLF & _
                "	More free than he is jealous." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIGONUS	That's enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Servant	Madam, he hath not slept tonight; commanded" & @CRLF & _
                "	None should come at him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	Not so hot, good sir:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I come to bring him sleep. 'Tis such as you," & @CRLF & _
                "	That creep like shadows by him and do sigh" & @CRLF & _
                "	At each his needless heavings, such as you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nourish the cause of his awaking: I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do come with words as medicinal as true," & @CRLF & _
                "	Honest as either, to purge him of that humour" & @CRLF & _
                "	That presses him from sleep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	What noise there, ho?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	No noise, my lord; but needful conference" & @CRLF & _
                "	About some gossips for your highness." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	How!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Away with that audacious lady! Antigonus," & @CRLF & _
                "	I charged thee that she should not come about me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I knew she would." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIGONUS	                  I told her so, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	On your displeasure's peril and on mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	She should not visit you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	What, canst not rule her?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	From all dishonesty he can: in this," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unless he take the course that you have done," & @CRLF & _
                "	Commit me for committing honour, trust it," & @CRLF & _
                "	He shall not rule me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIGONUS	La you now, you hear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When she will take the rein I let her run;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But she'll not stumble." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	Good my liege, I come;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, I beseech you, hear me, who profess" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself your loyal servant, your physician," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your most obedient counsellor, yet that dare" & @CRLF & _
                "	Less appear so in comforting your evils," & @CRLF & _
                "	Than such as most seem yours: I say, I come" & @CRLF & _
                "	From your good queen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Good queen!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	Good queen, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Good queen; I say good queen;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And would by combat make her good, so were I" & @CRLF & _
                "	A man, the worst about you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Force her hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	Let him that makes but trifles of his eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	First hand me: on mine own accord I'll off;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But first I'll do my errand. The good queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	For she is good, hath brought you forth a daughter;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here 'tis; commends it to your blessing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Laying down the child]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Out!" & @CRLF & _
                "	A mankind witch! Hence with her, out o' door:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A most intelligencing bawd!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	Not so:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am as ignorant in that as you" & @CRLF & _
                "	In so entitling me, and no less honest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than you are mad; which is enough, I'll warrant," & @CRLF & _
                "	As this world goes, to pass for honest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Traitors!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you not push her out? Give her the bastard." & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou dotard! thou art woman-tired, unroosted" & @CRLF & _
                "	By thy dame Partlet here. Take up the bastard;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Take't up, I say; give't to thy crone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	For ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unvenerable be thy hands, if thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	Takest up the princess by that forced baseness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he has put upon't!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	He dreads his wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	So I would you did; then 'twere past all doubt" & @CRLF & _
                "	You'ld call your children yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	A nest of traitors!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIGONUS	I am none, by this good light." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	Nor I, nor any" & @CRLF & _
                "	But one that's here, and that's himself, for he" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sacred honour of himself, his queen's," & @CRLF & _
                "	His hopeful son's, his babe's, betrays to slander," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose sting is sharper than the sword's;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and will not--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, as the case now stands, it is a curse" & @CRLF & _
                "	He cannot be compell'd to't--once remove" & @CRLF & _
                "	The root of his opinion, which is rotten" & @CRLF & _
                "	As ever oak or stone was sound." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	A callat" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of boundless tongue, who late hath beat her husband" & @CRLF & _
                "	And now baits me! This brat is none of mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is the issue of Polixenes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hence with it, and together with the dam" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commit them to the fire!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	It is yours;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, might we lay the old proverb to your charge," & @CRLF & _
                "	So like you, 'tis the worse. Behold, my lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	Although the print be little, the whole matter" & @CRLF & _
                "	And copy of the father, eye, nose, lip," & @CRLF & _
                "	The trick of's frown, his forehead, nay, the valley," & @CRLF & _
                "	The pretty dimples of his chin and cheek," & @CRLF & _
                "	His smiles," & @CRLF & _
                "	The very mould and frame of hand, nail, finger:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And thou, good goddess Nature, which hast made it" & @CRLF & _
                "	So like to him that got it, if thou hast" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ordering of the mind too, 'mongst all colours" & @CRLF & _
                "	No yellow in't, lest she suspect, as he does," & @CRLF & _
                "	Her children not her husband's!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	A gross hag" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, lozel, thou art worthy to be hang'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	That wilt not stay her tongue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIGONUS	Hang all the husbands" & @CRLF & _
                "	That cannot do that feat, you'll leave yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hardly one subject." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Once more, take her hence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	A most unworthy and unnatural lord" & @CRLF & _
                "	Can do no more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	                  I'll ha' thee burnt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	I care not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is an heretic that makes the fire," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not she which burns in't. I'll not call you tyrant;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But this most cruel usage of your queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not able to produce more accusation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than your own weak-hinged fancy, something savours" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of tyranny and will ignoble make you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Yea, scandalous to the world." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	On your allegiance," & @CRLF & _
                "	Out of the chamber with her! Were I a tyrant," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where were her life? she durst not call me so," & @CRLF & _
                "	If she did know me one. Away with her!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	I pray you, do not push me; I'll be gone." & @CRLF & _
                "	Look to your babe, my lord; 'tis yours:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Jove send her" & @CRLF & _
                "	A better guiding spirit! What needs these hands?" & @CRLF & _
                "	You, that are thus so tender o'er his follies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will never do him good, not one of you." & @CRLF & _
                "	So, so: farewell; we are gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Thou, traitor, hast set on thy wife to this." & @CRLF & _
                "	My child? away with't! Even thou, that hast" & @CRLF & _
                "	A heart so tender o'er it, take it hence" & @CRLF & _
                "	And see it instantly consumed with fire;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even thou and none but thou. Take it up straight:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Within this hour bring me word 'tis done," & @CRLF & _
                "	And by good testimony, or I'll seize thy life," & @CRLF & _
                "	With what thou else call'st thine. If thou refuse" & @CRLF & _
                "	And wilt encounter with my wrath, say so;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The bastard brains with these my proper hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I dash out. Go, take it to the fire;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For thou set'st on thy wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIGONUS	I did not, sir:" & @CRLF & _
                "	These lords, my noble fellows, if they please," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can clear me in't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lords	                  We can: my royal liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	He is not guilty of her coming hither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	You're liars all." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Beseech your highness, give us better credit:" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have always truly served you, and beseech you" & @CRLF & _
                "	So to esteem of us, and on our knees we beg," & @CRLF & _
                "	As recompense of our dear services" & @CRLF & _
                "	Past and to come, that you do change this purpose," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which being so horrible, so bloody, must" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lead on to some foul issue: we all kneel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	I am a feather for each wind that blows:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall I live on to see this bastard kneel" & @CRLF & _
                "	And call me father? better burn it now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than curse it then. But be it; let it live." & @CRLF & _
                "	It shall not neither. You, sir, come you hither;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You that have been so tenderly officious" & @CRLF & _
                "	With Lady Margery, your midwife there," & @CRLF & _
                "	To save this bastard's life,--for 'tis a bastard," & @CRLF & _
                "	So sure as this beard's grey," & @CRLF & _
                "	--what will you adventure" & @CRLF & _
                "	To save this brat's life?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIGONUS	Any thing, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	That my ability may undergo" & @CRLF & _
                "	And nobleness impose: at least thus much:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll pawn the little blood which I have left" & @CRLF & _
                "	To save the innocent: any thing possible." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	It shall be possible. Swear by this sword" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wilt perform my bidding." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIGONUS	I will, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Mark and perform it, see'st thou! for the fail" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of any point in't shall not only be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Death to thyself but to thy lewd-tongued wife," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom for this time we pardon. We enjoin thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou art liege-man to us, that thou carry" & @CRLF & _
                "	This female bastard hence and that thou bear it" & @CRLF & _
                "	To some remote and desert place quite out" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of our dominions, and that there thou leave it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Without more mercy, to its own protection" & @CRLF & _
                "	And favour of the climate. As by strange fortune" & @CRLF & _
                "	It came to us, I do in justice charge thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	On thy soul's peril and thy body's torture," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou commend it strangely to some place" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where chance may nurse or end it. Take it up." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIGONUS	I swear to do this, though a present death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had been more merciful. Come on, poor babe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some powerful spirit instruct the kites and ravens" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be thy nurses! Wolves and bears, they say" & @CRLF & _
                "	Casting their savageness aside have done" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like offices of pity. Sir, be prosperous" & @CRLF & _
                "	In more than this deed does require! And blessing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Against this cruelty fight on thy side," & @CRLF & _
                "	Poor thing, condemn'd to loss!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit with the child]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	No, I'll not rear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Another's issue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	                  Please your highness, posts" & @CRLF & _
                "	From those you sent to the oracle are come" & @CRLF & _
                "	An hour since: Cleomenes and Dion," & @CRLF & _
                "	Being well arrived from Delphos, are both landed," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hasting to the court." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	So please you, sir, their speed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath been beyond account." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Twenty-three days" & @CRLF & _
                "	They have been absent: 'tis good speed; foretells" & @CRLF & _
                "	The great Apollo suddenly will have" & @CRLF & _
                "	The truth of this appear. Prepare you, lords;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Summon a session, that we may arraign" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our most disloyal lady, for, as she hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Been publicly accused, so shall she have" & @CRLF & _
                "	A just and open trial. While she lives" & @CRLF & _
                "	My heart will be a burthen to me. Leave me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And think upon my bidding." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE WINTER'S TALE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A sea-port in Sicilia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter CLEOMENES and DION]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOMENES	The climate's delicate, the air most sweet," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fertile the isle, the temple much surpassing" & @CRLF & _
                "	The common praise it bears." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DION	I shall report," & @CRLF & _
                "	For most it caught me, the celestial habits," & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks I so should term them, and the reverence" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the grave wearers. O, the sacrifice!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How ceremonious, solemn and unearthly" & @CRLF & _
                "	It was i' the offering!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOMENES	But of all, the burst" & @CRLF & _
                "	And the ear-deafening voice o' the oracle," & @CRLF & _
                "	Kin to Jove's thunder, so surprised my sense." & @CRLF & _
                "	That I was nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DION	If the event o' the journey" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prove as successful to the queen,--O be't so!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As it hath been to us rare, pleasant, speedy," & @CRLF & _
                "	The time is worth the use on't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOMENES	Great Apollo" & @CRLF & _
                "	Turn all to the best! These proclamations," & @CRLF & _
                "	So forcing faults upon Hermione," & @CRLF & _
                "	I little like." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DION	                  The violent carriage of it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will clear or end the business: when the oracle," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus by Apollo's great divine seal'd up," & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall the contents discover, something rare" & @CRLF & _
                "	Even then will rush to knowledge. Go: fresh horses!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And gracious be the issue!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE WINTER'S TALE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	A court of Justice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LEONTES, Lords, and Officers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	This sessions, to our great grief we pronounce," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even pushes 'gainst our heart: the party tried" & @CRLF & _
                "	The daughter of a king, our wife, and one" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of us too much beloved. Let us be clear'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of being tyrannous, since we so openly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proceed in justice, which shall have due course," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even to the guilt or the purgation." & @CRLF & _
                "	Produce the prisoner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Officer	It is his highness' pleasure that the queen" & @CRLF & _
                "	Appear in person here in court. Silence!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter HERMIONE guarded;" & @CRLF & _
                "	PAULINA and Ladies attending]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Read the indictment." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Officer	[Reads]            Hermione, queen to the worthy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leontes, king of Sicilia, thou art here accused and" & @CRLF & _
                "	arraigned of high treason, in committing adultery" & @CRLF & _
                "	with Polixenes, king of Bohemia, and conspiring" & @CRLF & _
                "	with Camillo to take away the life of our sovereign" & @CRLF & _
                "	lord the king, thy royal husband: the pretence" & @CRLF & _
                "	whereof being by circumstances partly laid open," & @CRLF & _
                "	thou, Hermione, contrary to the faith and allegiance" & @CRLF & _
                "	of a true subject, didst counsel and aid them, for" & @CRLF & _
                "	their better safety, to fly away by night." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	Since what I am to say must be but that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which contradicts my accusation and" & @CRLF & _
                "	The testimony on my part no other" & @CRLF & _
                "	But what comes from myself, it shall scarce boot me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To say 'not guilty:' mine integrity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Being counted falsehood, shall, as I express it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Be so received. But thus: if powers divine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Behold our human actions, as they do," & @CRLF & _
                "	I doubt not then but innocence shall make" & @CRLF & _
                "	False accusation blush and tyranny" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tremble at patience. You, my lord, best know," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who least will seem to do so, my past life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath been as continent, as chaste, as true," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I am now unhappy; which is more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than history can pattern, though devised" & @CRLF & _
                "	And play'd to take spectators. For behold me" & @CRLF & _
                "	A fellow of the royal bed, which owe" & @CRLF & _
                "	A moiety of the throne a great king's daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	The mother to a hopeful prince, here standing" & @CRLF & _
                "	To prate and talk for life and honour 'fore" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who please to come and hear. For life, I prize it" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I weigh grief, which I would spare: for honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis a derivative from me to mine," & @CRLF & _
                "	And only that I stand for. I appeal" & @CRLF & _
                "	To your own conscience, sir, before Polixenes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Came to your court, how I was in your grace," & @CRLF & _
                "	How merited to be so; since he came," & @CRLF & _
                "	With what encounter so uncurrent I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have strain'd to appear thus: if one jot beyond" & @CRLF & _
                "	The bound of honour, or in act or will" & @CRLF & _
                "	That way inclining, harden'd be the hearts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all that hear me, and my near'st of kin" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cry fie upon my grave!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	I ne'er heard yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	That any of these bolder vices wanted" & @CRLF & _
                "	Less impudence to gainsay what they did" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than to perform it first." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	That's true enough;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Through 'tis a saying, sir, not due to me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	You will not own it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	More than mistress of" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which comes to me in name of fault, I must not" & @CRLF & _
                "	At all acknowledge. For Polixenes," & @CRLF & _
                "	With whom I am accused, I do confess" & @CRLF & _
                "	I loved him as in honour he required," & @CRLF & _
                "	With such a kind of love as might become" & @CRLF & _
                "	A lady like me, with a love even such," & @CRLF & _
                "	So and no other, as yourself commanded:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which not to have done I think had been in me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Both disobedience and ingratitude" & @CRLF & _
                "	To you and toward your friend, whose love had spoke," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even since it could speak, from an infant, freely" & @CRLF & _
                "	That it was yours. Now, for conspiracy," & @CRLF & _
                "	I know not how it tastes; though it be dish'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	For me to try how: all I know of it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is that Camillo was an honest man;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And why he left your court, the gods themselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Wotting no more than I, are ignorant." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	You knew of his departure, as you know" & @CRLF & _
                "	What you have underta'en to do in's absence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	Sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	You speak a language that I understand not:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My life stands in the level of your dreams," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I'll lay down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Your actions are my dreams;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You had a bastard by Polixenes," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I but dream'd it. As you were past all shame,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Those of your fact are so--so past all truth:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which to deny concerns more than avails; for as" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy brat hath been cast out, like to itself," & @CRLF & _
                "	No father owning it,--which is, indeed," & @CRLF & _
                "	More criminal in thee than it,--so thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shalt feel our justice, in whose easiest passage" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look for no less than death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	Sir, spare your threats:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The bug which you would fright me with I seek." & @CRLF & _
                "	To me can life be no commodity:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The crown and comfort of my life, your favour," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do give lost; for I do feel it gone," & @CRLF & _
                "	But know not how it went. My second joy" & @CRLF & _
                "	And first-fruits of my body, from his presence" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am barr'd, like one infectious. My third comfort" & @CRLF & _
                "	Starr'd most unluckily, is from my breast," & @CRLF & _
                "	The innocent milk in its most innocent mouth," & @CRLF & _
                "	Haled out to murder: myself on every post" & @CRLF & _
                "	Proclaimed a strumpet: with immodest hatred" & @CRLF & _
                "	The child-bed privilege denied, which 'longs" & @CRLF & _
                "	To women of all fashion; lastly, hurried" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here to this place, i' the open air, before" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have got strength of limit. Now, my liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	Tell me what blessings I have here alive," & @CRLF & _
                "	That I should fear to die? Therefore proceed." & @CRLF & _
                "	But yet hear this: mistake me not; no life," & @CRLF & _
                "	I prize it not a straw, but for mine honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I would free, if I shall be condemn'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon surmises, all proofs sleeping else" & @CRLF & _
                "	But what your jealousies awake, I tell you" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis rigor and not law. Your honours all," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do refer me to the oracle:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Apollo be my judge!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	This your request" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is altogether just: therefore bring forth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in Apollos name, his oracle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt certain Officers]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	The Emperor of Russia was my father:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O that he were alive, and here beholding" & @CRLF & _
                "	His daughter's trial! that he did but see" & @CRLF & _
                "	The flatness of my misery, yet with eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of pity, not revenge!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Officers, with CLEOMENES and DION]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Officer	You here shall swear upon this sword of justice," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you, Cleomenes and Dion, have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Been both at Delphos, and from thence have brought" & @CRLF & _
                "	The seal'd-up oracle, by the hand deliver'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of great Apollo's priest; and that, since then," & @CRLF & _
                "	You have not dared to break the holy seal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor read the secrets in't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOMENES	|" & @CRLF & _
                "	|	All this we swear." & @CRLF & _
                "DION	|" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Break up the seals and read." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Officer	[Reads]	Hermione is chaste;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Polixenes blameless; Camillo a true subject; Leontes" & @CRLF & _
                "	a jealous tyrant; his innocent babe truly begotten;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and the king shall live without an heir, if that" & @CRLF & _
                "	which is lost be not found." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lords	Now blessed be the great Apollo!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	Praised!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Hast thou read truth?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Officer	Ay, my lord; even so" & @CRLF & _
                "	As it is here set down." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	There is no truth at all i' the oracle:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sessions shall proceed: this is mere falsehood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	My lord the king, the king!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	What is the business?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	O sir, I shall be hated to report it!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The prince your son, with mere conceit and fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the queen's speed, is gone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	How! gone!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Is dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Apollo's angry; and the heavens themselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do strike at my injustice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[HERMIONE swoons]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		     How now there!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	This news is mortal to the queen: look down" & @CRLF & _
                "	And see what death is doing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Take her hence:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her heart is but o'ercharged; she will recover:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have too much believed mine own suspicion:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Beseech you, tenderly apply to her" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some remedies for life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt PAULINA and Ladies, with HERMIONE]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		  Apollo, pardon" & @CRLF & _
                "	My great profaneness 'gainst thine oracle!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll reconcile me to Polixenes," & @CRLF & _
                "	New woo my queen, recall the good Camillo," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom I proclaim a man of truth, of mercy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For, being transported by my jealousies" & @CRLF & _
                "	To bloody thoughts and to revenge, I chose" & @CRLF & _
                "	Camillo for the minister to poison" & @CRLF & _
                "	My friend Polixenes: which had been done," & @CRLF & _
                "	But that the good mind of Camillo tardied" & @CRLF & _
                "	My swift command, though I with death and with" & @CRLF & _
                "	Reward did threaten and encourage him," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not doing 't and being done: he, most humane" & @CRLF & _
                "	And fill'd with honour, to my kingly guest" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unclasp'd my practise, quit his fortunes here," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which you knew great, and to the hazard" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all encertainties himself commended," & @CRLF & _
                "	No richer than his honour: how he glisters" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thorough my rust! and how his pity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Does my deeds make the blacker!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter PAULINA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	Woe the while!" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, cut my lace, lest my heart, cracking it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Break too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	          What fit is this, good lady?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	What studied torments, tyrant, hast for me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What wheels? racks? fires? what flaying? boiling?" & @CRLF & _
                "	In leads or oils? what old or newer torture" & @CRLF & _
                "	Must I receive, whose every word deserves" & @CRLF & _
                "	To taste of thy most worst? Thy tyranny" & @CRLF & _
                "	Together working with thy jealousies," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fancies too weak for boys, too green and idle" & @CRLF & _
                "	For girls of nine, O, think what they have done" & @CRLF & _
                "	And then run mad indeed, stark mad! for all" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy by-gone fooleries were but spices of it." & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou betray'dst Polixenes,'twas nothing;" & @CRLF & _
                "	That did but show thee, of a fool, inconstant" & @CRLF & _
                "	And damnable ingrateful: nor was't much," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou wouldst have poison'd good Camillo's honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	To have him kill a king: poor trespasses," & @CRLF & _
                "	More monstrous standing by: whereof I reckon" & @CRLF & _
                "	The casting forth to crows thy baby-daughter" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be or none or little; though a devil" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would have shed water out of fire ere done't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor is't directly laid to thee, the death" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the young prince, whose honourable thoughts," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thoughts high for one so tender, cleft the heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	That could conceive a gross and foolish sire" & @CRLF & _
                "	Blemish'd his gracious dam: this is not, no," & @CRLF & _
                "	Laid to thy answer: but the last,--O lords," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I have said, cry 'woe!' the queen, the queen," & @CRLF & _
                "	The sweet'st, dear'st creature's dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	and vengeance for't" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not dropp'd down yet." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	The higher powers forbid!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	I say she's dead; I'll swear't. If word nor oath" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prevail not, go and see: if you can bring" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tincture or lustre in her lip, her eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Heat outwardly or breath within, I'll serve you" & @CRLF & _
                "	As I would do the gods. But, O thou tyrant!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do not repent these things, for they are heavier" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than all thy woes can stir; therefore betake thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	To nothing but despair. A thousand knees" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ten thousand years together, naked, fasting," & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon a barren mountain and still winter" & @CRLF & _
                "	In storm perpetual, could not move the gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	To look that way thou wert." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Go on, go on" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou canst not speak too much; I have deserved" & @CRLF & _
                "	All tongues to talk their bitterest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Lord	Say no more:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Howe'er the business goes, you have made fault" & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the boldness of your speech." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	I am sorry for't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	All faults I make, when I shall come to know them," & @CRLF & _
                "	I do repent. Alas! I have show'd too much" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rashness of a woman: he is touch'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the noble heart. What's gone and what's past help" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should be past grief: do not receive affliction" & @CRLF & _
                "	At my petition; I beseech you, rather" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let me be punish'd, that have minded you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of what you should forget. Now, good my liege" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sir, royal sir, forgive a foolish woman:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The love I bore your queen--lo, fool again!--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll speak of her no more, nor of your children;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll not remember you of my own lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who is lost too: take your patience to you," & @CRLF & _
                "	And I'll say nothing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Thou didst speak but well" & @CRLF & _
                "	When most the truth; which I receive much better" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than to be pitied of thee. Prithee, bring me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the dead bodies of my queen and son:" & @CRLF & _
                "	One grave shall be for both: upon them shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	The causes of their death appear, unto" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our shame perpetual. Once a day I'll visit" & @CRLF & _
                "	The chapel where they lie, and tears shed there" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be my recreation: so long as nature" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will bear up with this exercise, so long" & @CRLF & _
                "	I daily vow to use it. Come and lead me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unto these sorrows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE WINTER'S TALE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT III" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	Bohemia. A desert country near the sea." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter ANTIGONUS with a Child, and a Mariner]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIGONUS	Thou art perfect then, our ship hath touch'd upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	The deserts of Bohemia?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Mariner	Ay, my lord: and fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	We have landed in ill time: the skies look grimly" & @CRLF & _
                "	And threaten present blusters. In my conscience," & @CRLF & _
                "	The heavens with that we have in hand are angry" & @CRLF & _
                "	And frown upon 's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIGONUS	Their sacred wills be done! Go, get aboard;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Look to thy bark: I'll not be long before" & @CRLF & _
                "	I call upon thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Mariner	Make your best haste, and go not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Too far i' the land: 'tis like to be loud weather;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Besides, this place is famous for the creatures" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of prey that keep upon't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIGONUS	Go thou away:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll follow instantly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Mariner	I am glad at heart" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be so rid o' the business." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ANTIGONUS	Come, poor babe:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have heard, but not believed," & @CRLF & _
                "	the spirits o' the dead" & @CRLF & _
                "	May walk again: if such thing be, thy mother" & @CRLF & _
                "	Appear'd to me last night, for ne'er was dream" & @CRLF & _
                "	So like a waking. To me comes a creature," & @CRLF & _
                "	Sometimes her head on one side, some another;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I never saw a vessel of like sorrow," & @CRLF & _
                "	So fill'd and so becoming: in pure white robes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Like very sanctity, she did approach" & @CRLF & _
                "	My cabin where I lay; thrice bow'd before me," & @CRLF & _
                "	And gasping to begin some speech, her eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Became two spouts: the fury spent, anon" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did this break-from her: 'Good Antigonus," & @CRLF & _
                "	Since fate, against thy better disposition," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath made thy person for the thrower-out" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my poor babe, according to thine oath," & @CRLF & _
                "	Places remote enough are in Bohemia," & @CRLF & _
                "	There weep and leave it crying; and, for the babe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is counted lost for ever, Perdita," & @CRLF & _
                "	I prithee, call't. For this ungentle business" & @CRLF & _
                "	Put on thee by my lord, thou ne'er shalt see" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy wife Paulina more.' And so, with shrieks" & @CRLF & _
                "	She melted into air. Affrighted much," & @CRLF & _
                "	I did in time collect myself and thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	This was so and no slumber. Dreams are toys:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet for this once, yea, superstitiously," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will be squared by this. I do believe" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hermione hath suffer'd death, and that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Apollo would, this being indeed the issue" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of King Polixenes, it should here be laid," & @CRLF & _
                "	Either for life or death, upon the earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of its right father. Blossom, speed thee well!" & @CRLF & _
                "	There lie, and there thy character: there these;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which may, if fortune please, both breed thee, pretty," & @CRLF & _
                "	And still rest thine. The storm begins; poor wretch," & @CRLF & _
                "	That for thy mother's fault art thus exposed" & @CRLF & _
                "	To loss and what may follow! Weep I cannot," & @CRLF & _
                "	But my heart bleeds; and most accursed am I" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be by oath enjoin'd to this. Farewell!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The day frowns more and more: thou'rt like to have" & @CRLF & _
                "	A lullaby too rough: I never saw" & @CRLF & _
                "	The heavens so dim by day. A savage clamour!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well may I get aboard! This is the chase:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am gone for ever." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit, pursued by a bear]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Shepherd]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	I would there were no age between sixteen and" & @CRLF & _
                "	three-and-twenty, or that youth would sleep out the" & @CRLF & _
                "	rest; for there is nothing in the between but" & @CRLF & _
                "	getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry," & @CRLF & _
                "	stealing, fighting--Hark you now! Would any but" & @CRLF & _
                "	these boiled brains of nineteen and two-and-twenty" & @CRLF & _
                "	hunt this weather? They have scared away two of my" & @CRLF & _
                "	best sheep, which I fear the wolf will sooner find" & @CRLF & _
                "	than the master: if any where I have them, 'tis by" & @CRLF & _
                "	the seaside, browsing of ivy. Good luck, an't be thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	will what have we here! Mercy on 's, a barne a very" & @CRLF & _
                "	pretty barne! A boy or a child, I wonder? A" & @CRLF & _
                "	pretty one; a very pretty one: sure, some 'scape:" & @CRLF & _
                "	though I am not bookish, yet I can read" & @CRLF & _
                "	waiting-gentlewoman in the 'scape. This has been" & @CRLF & _
                "	some stair-work, some trunk-work, some" & @CRLF & _
                "	behind-door-work: they were warmer that got this" & @CRLF & _
                "	than the poor thing is here. I'll take it up for" & @CRLF & _
                "	pity: yet I'll tarry till my son come; he hallooed" & @CRLF & _
                "	but even now. Whoa, ho, hoa!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Clown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Hilloa, loa!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	What, art so near? If thou'lt see a thing to talk" & @CRLF & _
                "	on when thou art dead and rotten, come hither. What" & @CRLF & _
                "	ailest thou, man?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I have seen two such sights, by sea and by land!" & @CRLF & _
                "	but I am not to say it is a sea, for it is now the" & @CRLF & _
                "	sky: betwixt the firmament and it you cannot thrust" & @CRLF & _
                "	a bodkin's point." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	Why, boy, how is it?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I would you did but see how it chafes, how it rages," & @CRLF & _
                "	how it takes up the shore! but that's not the" & @CRLF & _
                "	point. O, the most piteous cry of the poor souls!" & @CRLF & _
                "	sometimes to see 'em, and not to see 'em; now the" & @CRLF & _
                "	ship boring the moon with her main-mast, and anon" & @CRLF & _
                "	swallowed with yest and froth, as you'ld thrust a" & @CRLF & _
                "	cork into a hogshead. And then for the" & @CRLF & _
                "	land-service, to see how the bear tore out his" & @CRLF & _
                "	shoulder-bone; how he cried to me for help and said" & @CRLF & _
                "	his name was Antigonus, a nobleman. But to make an" & @CRLF & _
                "	end of the ship, to see how the sea flap-dragoned" & @CRLF & _
                "	it: but, first, how the poor souls roared, and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	sea mocked them; and how the poor gentleman roared" & @CRLF & _
                "	and the bear mocked him, both roaring louder than" & @CRLF & _
                "	the sea or weather." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	Name of mercy, when was this, boy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Now, now: I have not winked since I saw these" & @CRLF & _
                "	sights: the men are not yet cold under water, nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	the bear half dined on the gentleman: he's at it" & @CRLF & _
                "	now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	Would I had been by, to have helped the old man!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I would you had been by the ship side, to have" & @CRLF & _
                "	helped her: there your charity would have lacked footing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	Heavy matters! heavy matters! but look thee here," & @CRLF & _
                "	boy. Now bless thyself: thou mettest with things" & @CRLF & _
                "	dying, I with things newborn. Here's a sight for" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee; look thee, a bearing-cloth for a squire's" & @CRLF & _
                "	child! look thee here; take up, take up, boy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	open't. So, let's see: it was told me I should be" & @CRLF & _
                "	rich by the fairies. This is some changeling:" & @CRLF & _
                "	open't. What's within, boy?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	You're a made old man: if the sins of your youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	are forgiven you, you're well to live. Gold! all gold!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	This is fairy gold, boy, and 'twill prove so: up" & @CRLF & _
                "	with't, keep it close: home, home, the next way." & @CRLF & _
                "	We are lucky, boy; and to be so still requires" & @CRLF & _
                "	nothing but secrecy. Let my sheep go: come, good" & @CRLF & _
                "	boy, the next way home." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Go you the next way with your findings. I'll go see" & @CRLF & _
                "	if the bear be gone from the gentleman and how much" & @CRLF & _
                "	he hath eaten: they are never curst but when they" & @CRLF & _
                "	are hungry: if there be any of him left, I'll bury" & @CRLF & _
                "	it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	That's a good deed. If thou mayest discern by that" & @CRLF & _
                "	which is left of him what he is, fetch me to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	sight of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Marry, will I; and you shall help to put him i' the ground." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	'Tis a lucky day, boy, and we'll do good deeds on't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE WINTER'S TALE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Time, the Chorus]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Time	I, that please some, try all, both joy and terror" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of good and bad, that makes and unfolds error," & @CRLF & _
                "	Now take upon me, in the name of Time," & @CRLF & _
                "	To use my wings. Impute it not a crime" & @CRLF & _
                "	To me or my swift passage, that I slide" & @CRLF & _
                "	O'er sixteen years and leave the growth untried" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of that wide gap, since it is in my power" & @CRLF & _
                "	To o'erthrow law and in one self-born hour" & @CRLF & _
                "	To plant and o'erwhelm custom. Let me pass" & @CRLF & _
                "	The same I am, ere ancient'st order was" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or what is now received: I witness to" & @CRLF & _
                "	The times that brought them in; so shall I do" & @CRLF & _
                "	To the freshest things now reigning and make stale" & @CRLF & _
                "	The glistering of this present, as my tale" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now seems to it. Your patience this allowing," & @CRLF & _
                "	I turn my glass and give my scene such growing" & @CRLF & _
                "	As you had slept between: Leontes leaving," & @CRLF & _
                "	The effects of his fond jealousies so grieving" & @CRLF & _
                "	That he shuts up himself, imagine me," & @CRLF & _
                "	Gentle spectators, that I now may be" & @CRLF & _
                "	In fair Bohemia, and remember well," & @CRLF & _
                "	I mentioned a son o' the king's, which Florizel" & @CRLF & _
                "	I now name to you; and with speed so pace" & @CRLF & _
                "	To speak of Perdita, now grown in grace" & @CRLF & _
                "	Equal with wondering: what of her ensues" & @CRLF & _
                "	I list not prophecy; but let Time's news" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be known when 'tis brought forth." & @CRLF & _
                "	A shepherd's daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	And what to her adheres, which follows after," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is the argument of Time. Of this allow," & @CRLF & _
                "	If ever you have spent time worse ere now;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If never, yet that Time himself doth say" & @CRLF & _
                "	He wishes earnestly you never may." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE WINTER'S TALE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Bohemia. The palace of POLIXENES." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter POLIXENES and CAMILLO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	I pray thee, good Camillo, be no more importunate:" & @CRLF & _
                "	'tis a sickness denying thee any thing; a death to" & @CRLF & _
                "	grant this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	It is fifteen years since I saw my country: though" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have for the most part been aired abroad, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	desire to lay my bones there. Besides, the penitent" & @CRLF & _
                "	king, my master, hath sent for me; to whose feeling" & @CRLF & _
                "	sorrows I might be some allay, or I o'erween to" & @CRLF & _
                "	think so, which is another spur to my departure." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	As thou lovest me, Camillo, wipe not out the rest of" & @CRLF & _
                "	thy services by leaving me now: the need I have of" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee thine own goodness hath made; better not to" & @CRLF & _
                "	have had thee than thus to want thee: thou, having" & @CRLF & _
                "	made me businesses which none without thee can" & @CRLF & _
                "	sufficiently manage, must either stay to execute" & @CRLF & _
                "	them thyself or take away with thee the very" & @CRLF & _
                "	services thou hast done; which if I have not enough" & @CRLF & _
                "	considered, as too much I cannot, to be more" & @CRLF & _
                "	thankful to thee shall be my study, and my profit" & @CRLF & _
                "	therein the heaping friendships. Of that fatal" & @CRLF & _
                "	country, Sicilia, prithee speak no more; whose very" & @CRLF & _
                "	naming punishes me with the remembrance of that" & @CRLF & _
                "	penitent, as thou callest him, and reconciled king," & @CRLF & _
                "	my brother; whose loss of his most precious queen" & @CRLF & _
                "	and children are even now to be afresh lamented." & @CRLF & _
                "	Say to me, when sawest thou the Prince Florizel, my" & @CRLF & _
                "	son? Kings are no less unhappy, their issue not" & @CRLF & _
                "	being gracious, than they are in losing them when" & @CRLF & _
                "	they have approved their virtues." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Sir, it is three days since I saw the prince. What" & @CRLF & _
                "	his happier affairs may be, are to me unknown: but I" & @CRLF & _
                "	have missingly noted, he is of late much retired" & @CRLF & _
                "	from court and is less frequent to his princely" & @CRLF & _
                "	exercises than formerly he hath appeared." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	I have considered so much, Camillo, and with some" & @CRLF & _
                "	care; so far that I have eyes under my service which" & @CRLF & _
                "	look upon his removedness; from whom I have this" & @CRLF & _
                "	intelligence, that he is seldom from the house of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	most homely shepherd; a man, they say, that from" & @CRLF & _
                "	very nothing, and beyond the imagination of his" & @CRLF & _
                "	neighbours, is grown into an unspeakable estate." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	I have heard, sir, of such a man, who hath a" & @CRLF & _
                "	daughter of most rare note: the report of her is" & @CRLF & _
                "	extended more than can be thought to begin from such a cottage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	That's likewise part of my intelligence; but, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	fear, the angle that plucks our son thither. Thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	shalt accompany us to the place; where we will, not" & @CRLF & _
                "	appearing what we are, have some question with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	shepherd; from whose simplicity I think it not" & @CRLF & _
                "	uneasy to get the cause of my son's resort thither." & @CRLF & _
                "	Prithee, be my present partner in this business, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	lay aside the thoughts of Sicilia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	I willingly obey your command." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	My best Camillo! We must disguise ourselves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE WINTER'S TALE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A road near the Shepherd's cottage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AUTOLYCUS, singing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	When daffodils begin to peer," & @CRLF & _
                "	With heigh! the doxy over the dale," & @CRLF & _
                "	Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The white sheet bleaching on the hedge," & @CRLF & _
                "	With heigh! the sweet birds, O, how they sing!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Doth set my pugging tooth on edge;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For a quart of ale is a dish for a king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lark, that tirra-lyra chants," & @CRLF & _
                "	With heigh! with heigh! the thrush and the jay," & @CRLF & _
                "	Are summer songs for me and my aunts," & @CRLF & _
                "	While we lie tumbling in the hay." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have served Prince Florizel and in my time" & @CRLF & _
                "	wore three-pile; but now I am out of service:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	But shall I go mourn for that, my dear?" & @CRLF & _
                "	The pale moon shines by night:" & @CRLF & _
                "	And when I wander here and there," & @CRLF & _
                "	I then do most go right." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	If tinkers may have leave to live," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bear the sow-skin budget," & @CRLF & _
                "	Then my account I well may, give," & @CRLF & _
                "	And in the stocks avouch it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	My traffic is sheets; when the kite builds, look to" & @CRLF & _
                "	lesser linen. My father named me Autolycus; who" & @CRLF & _
                "	being, as I am, littered under Mercury, was likewise" & @CRLF & _
                "	a snapper-up of unconsidered trifles. With die and" & @CRLF & _
                "	drab I purchased this caparison, and my revenue is" & @CRLF & _
                "	the silly cheat. Gallows and knock are too powerful" & @CRLF & _
                "	on the highway: beating and hanging are terrors to" & @CRLF & _
                "	me: for the life to come, I sleep out the thought" & @CRLF & _
                "	of it. A prize! a prize!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Clown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Let me see: every 'leven wether tods; every tod" & @CRLF & _
                "	yields pound and odd shilling; fifteen hundred" & @CRLF & _
                "	shorn. what comes the wool to?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	If the springe hold, the cock's mine." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I cannot do't without counters. Let me see; what am" & @CRLF & _
                "	I to buy for our sheep-shearing feast? Three pound" & @CRLF & _
                "	of sugar, five pound of currants, rice,--what will" & @CRLF & _
                "	this sister of mine do with rice? But my father" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath made her mistress of the feast, and she lays it" & @CRLF & _
                "	on. She hath made me four and twenty nose-gays for" & @CRLF & _
                "	the shearers, three-man-song-men all, and very good" & @CRLF & _
                "	ones; but they are most of them means and bases; but" & @CRLF & _
                "	one puritan amongst them, and he sings psalms to" & @CRLF & _
                "	horn-pipes. I must have saffron to colour the warden" & @CRLF & _
                "	pies; mace; dates?--none, that's out of my note;" & @CRLF & _
                "	nutmegs, seven; a race or two of ginger, but that I" & @CRLF & _
                "	may beg; four pound of prunes, and as many of" & @CRLF & _
                "	raisins o' the sun." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	O that ever I was born!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Grovelling on the ground]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	I' the name of me--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	O, help me, help me! pluck but off these rags; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	then, death, death!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Alack, poor soul! thou hast need of more rags to lay" & @CRLF & _
                "	on thee, rather than have these off." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	O sir, the loathsomeness of them offends me more" & @CRLF & _
                "	than the stripes I have received, which are mighty" & @CRLF & _
                "	ones and millions." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Alas, poor man! a million of beating may come to a" & @CRLF & _
                "	great matter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	I am robbed, sir, and beaten; my money and apparel" & @CRLF & _
                "	ta'en from me, and these detestable things put upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	What, by a horseman, or a footman?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	A footman, sweet sir, a footman." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Indeed, he should be a footman by the garments he" & @CRLF & _
                "	has left with thee: if this be a horseman's coat," & @CRLF & _
                "	it hath seen very hot service. Lend me thy hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll help thee: come, lend me thy hand." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	O, good sir, tenderly, O!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Alas, poor soul!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	O, good sir, softly, good sir! I fear, sir, my" & @CRLF & _
                "	shoulder-blade is out." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	How now! canst stand?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	[Picking his pocket]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Softly, dear sir; good sir, softly. You ha' done me" & @CRLF & _
                "	a charitable office." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Dost lack any money? I have a little money for thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	No, good sweet sir; no, I beseech you, sir: I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	a kinsman not past three quarters of a mile hence," & @CRLF & _
                "	unto whom I was going; I shall there have money, or" & @CRLF & _
                "	any thing I want: offer me no money, I pray you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	that kills my heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	What manner of fellow was he that robbed you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	A fellow, sir, that I have known to go about with" & @CRLF & _
                "	troll-my-dames; I knew him once a servant of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	prince: I cannot tell, good sir, for which of his" & @CRLF & _
                "	virtues it was, but he was certainly whipped out of the court." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	His vices, you would say; there's no virtue whipped" & @CRLF & _
                "	out of the court: they cherish it to make it stay" & @CRLF & _
                "	there; and yet it will no more but abide." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Vices, I would say, sir. I know this man well: he" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath been since an ape-bearer; then a" & @CRLF & _
                "	process-server, a bailiff; then he compassed a" & @CRLF & _
                "	motion of the Prodigal Son, and married a tinker's" & @CRLF & _
                "	wife within a mile where my land and living lies;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and, having flown over many knavish professions, he" & @CRLF & _
                "	settled only in rogue: some call him Autolycus." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Out upon him! prig, for my life, prig: he haunts" & @CRLF & _
                "	wakes, fairs and bear-baitings." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Very true, sir; he, sir, he; that's the rogue that" & @CRLF & _
                "	put me into this apparel." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Not a more cowardly rogue in all Bohemia: if you had" & @CRLF & _
                "	but looked big and spit at him, he'ld have run." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	I must confess to you, sir, I am no fighter: I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	false of heart that way; and that he knew, I warrant" & @CRLF & _
                "	him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	How do you now?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Sweet sir, much better than I was; I can stand and" & @CRLF & _
                "	walk: I will even take my leave of you, and pace" & @CRLF & _
                "	softly towards my kinsman's." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Shall I bring thee on the way?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	No, good-faced sir; no, sweet sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Then fare thee well: I must go buy spices for our" & @CRLF & _
                "	sheep-shearing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Prosper you, sweet sir!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Clown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your purse is not hot enough to purchase your spice." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll be with you at your sheep-shearing too: if I" & @CRLF & _
                "	make not this cheat bring out another and the" & @CRLF & _
                "	shearers prove sheep, let me be unrolled and my name" & @CRLF & _
                "	put in the book of virtue!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Sings]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way," & @CRLF & _
                "	And merrily hent the stile-a:" & @CRLF & _
                "	A merry heart goes all the day," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your sad tires in a mile-a." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE WINTER'S TALE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT IV" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE IV	The Shepherd's cottage." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter FLORIZEL and PERDITA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	These your unusual weeds to each part of you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do give a life: no shepherdess, but Flora" & @CRLF & _
                "	Peering in April's front. This your sheep-shearing" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is as a meeting of the petty gods," & @CRLF & _
                "	And you the queen on't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	Sir, my gracious lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	To chide at your extremes it not becomes me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	O, pardon, that I name them! Your high self," & @CRLF & _
                "	The gracious mark o' the land, you have obscured" & @CRLF & _
                "	With a swain's wearing, and me, poor lowly maid," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most goddess-like prank'd up: but that our feasts" & @CRLF & _
                "	In every mess have folly and the feeders" & @CRLF & _
                "	Digest it with a custom, I should blush" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see you so attired, sworn, I think," & @CRLF & _
                "	To show myself a glass." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	I bless the time" & @CRLF & _
                "	When my good falcon made her flight across" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy father's ground." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	Now Jove afford you cause!" & @CRLF & _
                "	To me the difference forges dread; your greatness" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath not been used to fear. Even now I tremble" & @CRLF & _
                "	To think your father, by some accident," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should pass this way as you did: O, the Fates!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How would he look, to see his work so noble" & @CRLF & _
                "	Vilely bound up? What would he say? Or how" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should I, in these my borrow'd flaunts, behold" & @CRLF & _
                "	The sternness of his presence?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	Apprehend" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing but jollity. The gods themselves," & @CRLF & _
                "	Humbling their deities to love, have taken" & @CRLF & _
                "	The shapes of beasts upon them: Jupiter" & @CRLF & _
                "	Became a bull, and bellow'd; the green Neptune" & @CRLF & _
                "	A ram, and bleated; and the fire-robed god," & @CRLF & _
                "	Golden Apollo, a poor humble swain," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I seem now. Their transformations" & @CRLF & _
                "	Were never for a piece of beauty rarer," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor in a way so chaste, since my desires" & @CRLF & _
                "	Run not before mine honour, nor my lusts" & @CRLF & _
                "	Burn hotter than my faith." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	O, but, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your resolution cannot hold, when 'tis" & @CRLF & _
                "	Opposed, as it must be, by the power of the king:" & @CRLF & _
                "	One of these two must be necessities," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which then will speak, that you must" & @CRLF & _
                "	change this purpose," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or I my life." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	                  Thou dearest Perdita," & @CRLF & _
                "	With these forced thoughts, I prithee, darken not" & @CRLF & _
                "	The mirth o' the feast. Or I'll be thine, my fair," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or not my father's. For I cannot be" & @CRLF & _
                "	Mine own, nor any thing to any, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	I be not thine. To this I am most constant," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though destiny say no. Be merry, gentle;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strangle such thoughts as these with any thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	That you behold the while. Your guests are coming:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lift up your countenance, as it were the day" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of celebration of that nuptial which" & @CRLF & _
                "	We two have sworn shall come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	O lady Fortune," & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand you auspicious!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	See, your guests approach:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Address yourself to entertain them sprightly," & @CRLF & _
                "	And let's be red with mirth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Shepherd, Clown, MOPSA, DORCAS, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	others, with POLIXENES and CAMILLO disguised]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	Fie, daughter! when my old wife lived, upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	This day she was both pantler, butler, cook," & @CRLF & _
                "	Both dame and servant; welcomed all, served all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would sing her song and dance her turn; now here," & @CRLF & _
                "	At upper end o' the table, now i' the middle;" & @CRLF & _
                "	On his shoulder, and his; her face o' fire" & @CRLF & _
                "	With labour and the thing she took to quench it," & @CRLF & _
                "	She would to each one sip. You are retired," & @CRLF & _
                "	As if you were a feasted one and not" & @CRLF & _
                "	The hostess of the meeting: pray you, bid" & @CRLF & _
                "	These unknown friends to's welcome; for it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	A way to make us better friends, more known." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, quench your blushes and present yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	That which you are, mistress o' the feast: come on," & @CRLF & _
                "	And bid us welcome to your sheep-shearing," & @CRLF & _
                "	As your good flock shall prosper." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	[To POLIXENES]                  Sir, welcome:" & @CRLF & _
                "	It is my father's will I should take on me" & @CRLF & _
                "	The hostess-ship o' the day." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To CAMILLO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		       You're welcome, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me those flowers there, Dorcas. Reverend sirs," & @CRLF & _
                "	For you there's rosemary and rue; these keep" & @CRLF & _
                "	Seeming and savour all the winter long:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Grace and remembrance be to you both," & @CRLF & _
                "	And welcome to our shearing!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	Shepherdess," & @CRLF & _
                "	A fair one are you--well you fit our ages" & @CRLF & _
                "	With flowers of winter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	Sir, the year growing ancient," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not yet on summer's death, nor on the birth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of trembling winter, the fairest" & @CRLF & _
                "	flowers o' the season" & @CRLF & _
                "	Are our carnations and streak'd gillyvors," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which some call nature's bastards: of that kind" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our rustic garden's barren; and I care not" & @CRLF & _
                "	To get slips of them." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	Wherefore, gentle maiden," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do you neglect them?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	For I have heard it said" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is an art which in their piedness shares" & @CRLF & _
                "	With great creating nature." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	Say there be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet nature is made better by no mean" & @CRLF & _
                "	But nature makes that mean: so, over that art" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which you say adds to nature, is an art" & @CRLF & _
                "	That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry" & @CRLF & _
                "	A gentler scion to the wildest stock," & @CRLF & _
                "	And make conceive a bark of baser kind" & @CRLF & _
                "	By bud of nobler race: this is an art" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which does mend nature, change it rather, but" & @CRLF & _
                "	The art itself is nature." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	So it is." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	Then make your garden rich in gillyvors," & @CRLF & _
                "	And do not call them bastards." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	I'll not put" & @CRLF & _
                "	The dibble in earth to set one slip of them;" & @CRLF & _
                "	No more than were I painted I would wish" & @CRLF & _
                "	This youth should say 'twere well and only therefore" & @CRLF & _
                "	Desire to breed by me. Here's flowers for you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hot lavender, mints, savoury, marjoram;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The marigold, that goes to bed wi' the sun" & @CRLF & _
                "	And with him rises weeping: these are flowers" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of middle summer, and I think they are given" & @CRLF & _
                "	To men of middle age. You're very welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	I should leave grazing, were I of your flock," & @CRLF & _
                "	And only live by gazing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	Out, alas!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You'd be so lean, that blasts of January" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would blow you through and through." & @CRLF & _
                "	Now, my fair'st friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	I would I had some flowers o' the spring that might" & @CRLF & _
                "	Become your time of day; and yours, and yours," & @CRLF & _
                "	That wear upon your virgin branches yet" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your maidenheads growing: O Proserpina," & @CRLF & _
                "	For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall" & @CRLF & _
                "	From Dis's waggon! daffodils," & @CRLF & _
                "	That come before the swallow dares, and take" & @CRLF & _
                "	The winds of March with beauty; violets dim," & @CRLF & _
                "	But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses" & @CRLF & _
                "	That die unmarried, ere they can behold" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bight Phoebus in his strength--a malady" & @CRLF & _
                "	Most incident to maids; bold oxlips and" & @CRLF & _
                "	The crown imperial; lilies of all kinds," & @CRLF & _
                "	The flower-de-luce being one! O, these I lack," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make you garlands of, and my sweet friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	To strew him o'er and o'er!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	What, like a corse?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	No, like a bank for love to lie and play on;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not like a corse; or if, not to be buried," & @CRLF & _
                "	But quick and in mine arms. Come, take your flowers:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Methinks I play as I have seen them do" & @CRLF & _
                "	In Whitsun pastorals: sure this robe of mine" & @CRLF & _
                "	Does change my disposition." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	What you do" & @CRLF & _
                "	Still betters what is done. When you speak, sweet." & @CRLF & _
                "	I'ld have you do it ever: when you sing," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'ld have you buy and sell so, so give alms," & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray so; and, for the ordering your affairs," & @CRLF & _
                "	To sing them too: when you do dance, I wish you" & @CRLF & _
                "	A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing but that; move still, still so," & @CRLF & _
                "	And own no other function: each your doing," & @CRLF & _
                "	So singular in each particular," & @CRLF & _
                "	Crowns what you are doing in the present deed," & @CRLF & _
                "	That all your acts are queens." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	O Doricles," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your praises are too large: but that your youth," & @CRLF & _
                "	And the true blood which peepeth fairly through't," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do plainly give you out an unstain'd shepherd," & @CRLF & _
                "	With wisdom I might fear, my Doricles," & @CRLF & _
                "	You woo'd me the false way." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	I think you have" & @CRLF & _
                "	As little skill to fear as I have purpose" & @CRLF & _
                "	To put you to't. But come; our dance, I pray:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your hand, my Perdita: so turtles pair," & @CRLF & _
                "	That never mean to part." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	I'll swear for 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	This is the prettiest low-born lass that ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ran on the green-sward: nothing she does or seems" & @CRLF & _
                "	But smacks of something greater than herself," & @CRLF & _
                "	Too noble for this place." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	He tells her something" & @CRLF & _
                "	That makes her blood look out: good sooth, she is" & @CRLF & _
                "	The queen of curds and cream." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Come on, strike up!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DORCAS	Mopsa must be your mistress: marry, garlic," & @CRLF & _
                "	To mend her kissing with!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOPSA	Now, in good time!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Not a word, a word; we stand upon our manners." & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, strike up!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music. Here a dance of Shepherds and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shepherdesses]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	Pray, good shepherd, what fair swain is this" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which dances with your daughter?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	They call him Doricles; and boasts himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have a worthy feeding: but I have it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon his own report and I believe it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He looks like sooth. He says he loves my daughter:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I think so too; for never gazed the moon" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon the water as he'll stand and read" & @CRLF & _
                "	As 'twere my daughter's eyes: and, to be plain." & @CRLF & _
                "	I think there is not half a kiss to choose" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who loves another best." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	She dances featly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	So she does any thing; though I report it," & @CRLF & _
                "	That should be silent: if young Doricles" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do light upon her, she shall bring him that" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he not dreams of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	O master, if you did but hear the pedlar at the" & @CRLF & _
                "	door, you would never dance again after a tabour and" & @CRLF & _
                "	pipe; no, the bagpipe could not move you: he sings" & @CRLF & _
                "	several tunes faster than you'll tell money; he" & @CRLF & _
                "	utters them as he had eaten ballads and all men's" & @CRLF & _
                "	ears grew to his tunes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	He could never come better; he shall come in. I" & @CRLF & _
                "	love a ballad but even too well, if it be doleful" & @CRLF & _
                "	matter merrily set down, or a very pleasant thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	indeed and sung lamentably." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	He hath songs for man or woman, of all sizes; no" & @CRLF & _
                "	milliner can so fit his customers with gloves: he" & @CRLF & _
                "	has the prettiest love-songs for maids; so without" & @CRLF & _
                "	bawdry, which is strange; with such delicate" & @CRLF & _
                "	burthens of dildos and fadings, 'jump her and thump" & @CRLF & _
                "	her;' and where some stretch-mouthed rascal would," & @CRLF & _
                "	as it were, mean mischief and break a foul gap into" & @CRLF & _
                "	the matter, he makes the maid to answer 'Whoop, do me" & @CRLF & _
                "	no harm, good man;' puts him off, slights him, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Whoop, do me no harm, good man.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	This is a brave fellow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Believe me, thou talkest of an admirable conceited" & @CRLF & _
                "	fellow. Has he any unbraided wares?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	He hath ribbons of an the colours i' the rainbow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	points more than all the lawyers in Bohemia can" & @CRLF & _
                "	learnedly handle, though they come to him by the" & @CRLF & _
                "	gross: inkles, caddisses, cambrics, lawns: why, he" & @CRLF & _
                "	sings 'em over as they were gods or goddesses; you" & @CRLF & _
                "	would think a smock were a she-angel, he so chants" & @CRLF & _
                "	to the sleeve-hand and the work about the square on't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Prithee bring him in; and let him approach singing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	Forewarn him that he use no scurrilous words in 's tunes." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	You have of these pedlars, that have more in them" & @CRLF & _
                "	than you'ld think, sister." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	Ay, good brother, or go about to think." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AUTOLYCUS, singing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	     Lawn as white as driven snow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Cyprus black as e'er was crow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gloves as sweet as damask roses;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Masks for faces and for noses;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bugle bracelet, necklace amber," & @CRLF & _
                "	Perfume for a lady's chamber;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Golden quoifs and stomachers," & @CRLF & _
                "	For my lads to give their dears:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pins and poking-sticks of steel," & @CRLF & _
                "	What maids lack from head to heel:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come buy of me, come; come buy, come buy;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Buy lads, or else your lasses cry: Come buy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	If I were not in love with Mopsa, thou shouldst take" & @CRLF & _
                "	no money of me; but being enthralled as I am, it" & @CRLF & _
                "	will also be the bondage of certain ribbons and gloves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOPSA	I was promised them against the feast; but they come" & @CRLF & _
                "	not too late now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DORCAS	He hath promised you more than that, or there be liars." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOPSA	He hath paid you all he promised you; may be, he has" & @CRLF & _
                "	paid you more, which will shame you to give him again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Is there no manners left among maids? will they" & @CRLF & _
                "	wear their plackets where they should bear their" & @CRLF & _
                "	faces? Is there not milking-time, when you are" & @CRLF & _
                "	going to bed, or kiln-hole, to whistle off these" & @CRLF & _
                "	secrets, but you must be tittle-tattling before all" & @CRLF & _
                "	our guests? 'tis well they are whispering: clamour" & @CRLF & _
                "	your tongues, and not a word more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOPSA	I have done. Come, you promised me a tawdry-lace" & @CRLF & _
                "	and a pair of sweet gloves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Have I not told thee how I was cozened by the way" & @CRLF & _
                "	and lost all my money?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	And indeed, sir, there are cozeners abroad;" & @CRLF & _
                "	therefore it behoves men to be wary." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Fear not thou, man, thou shalt lose nothing here." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	I hope so, sir; for I have about me many parcels of charge." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	What hast here? ballads?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOPSA	Pray now, buy some: I love a ballad in print o'" & @CRLF & _
                "	life, for then we are sure they are true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Here's one to a very doleful tune, how a usurer's" & @CRLF & _
                "	wife was brought to bed of twenty money-bags at a" & @CRLF & _
                "	burthen and how she longed to eat adders' heads and" & @CRLF & _
                "	toads carbonadoed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOPSA	Is it true, think you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Very true, and but a month old." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DORCAS	Bless me from marrying a usurer!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Here's the midwife's name to't, one Mistress" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tale-porter, and five or six honest wives that were" & @CRLF & _
                "	present. Why should I carry lies abroad?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOPSA	Pray you now, buy it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Come on, lay it by: and let's first see moe" & @CRLF & _
                "	ballads; we'll buy the other things anon." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Here's another ballad of a fish, that appeared upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	the coast on Wednesday the four-score of April," & @CRLF & _
                "	forty thousand fathom above water, and sung this" & @CRLF & _
                "	ballad against the hard hearts of maids: it was" & @CRLF & _
                "	thought she was a woman and was turned into a cold" & @CRLF & _
                "	fish for she would not exchange flesh with one that" & @CRLF & _
                "	loved her: the ballad is very pitiful and as true." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DORCAS	Is it true too, think you?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Five justices' hands at it, and witnesses more than" & @CRLF & _
                "	my pack will hold." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Lay it by too: another." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	This is a merry ballad, but a very pretty one." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOPSA	Let's have some merry ones." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Why, this is a passing merry one and goes to" & @CRLF & _
                "	the tune of 'Two maids wooing a man:' there's" & @CRLF & _
                "	scarce a maid westward but she sings it; 'tis in" & @CRLF & _
                "	request, I can tell you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOPSA	We can both sing it: if thou'lt bear a part, thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	shalt hear; 'tis in three parts." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DORCAS	We had the tune on't a month ago." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	I can bear my part; you must know 'tis my" & @CRLF & _
                "	occupation; have at it with you." & @CRLF & _
                "	[SONG]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Get you hence, for I must go" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where it fits not you to know." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DORCAS	     Whither?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOPSA	                  O, whither?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DORCAS	Whither?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOPSA	     It becomes thy oath full well," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou to me thy secrets tell." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DORCAS	          Me too, let me go thither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOPSA	     Or thou goest to the orange or mill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DORCAS	     If to either, thou dost ill." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Neither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DORCAS	       What, neither?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Neither." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DORCAS	     Thou hast sworn my love to be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "MOPSA	     Thou hast sworn it more to me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then whither goest? say, whither?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	We'll have this song out anon by ourselves: my" & @CRLF & _
                "	father and the gentlemen are in sad talk, and we'll" & @CRLF & _
                "	not trouble them. Come, bring away thy pack after" & @CRLF & _
                "	me. Wenches, I'll buy for you both. Pedlar, let's" & @CRLF & _
                "	have the first choice. Follow me, girls." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit with DORCAS and MOPSA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	And you shall pay well for 'em." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Follows singing]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will you buy any tape," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or lace for your cape," & @CRLF & _
                "	My dainty duck, my dear-a?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Any silk, any thread," & @CRLF & _
                "	Any toys for your head," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of the new'st and finest, finest wear-a?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come to the pedlar;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Money's a medler." & @CRLF & _
                "	That doth utter all men's ware-a." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Servant]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Master, there is three carters, three shepherds," & @CRLF & _
                "	three neat-herds, three swine-herds, that have made" & @CRLF & _
                "	themselves all men of hair, they call themselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	Saltiers, and they have a dance which the wenches" & @CRLF & _
                "	say is a gallimaufry of gambols, because they are" & @CRLF & _
                "	not in't; but they themselves are o' the mind, if it" & @CRLF & _
                "	be not too rough for some that know little but" & @CRLF & _
                "	bowling, it will please plentifully." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	Away! we'll none on 't: here has been too much" & @CRLF & _
                "	homely foolery already. I know, sir, we weary you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	You weary those that refresh us: pray, let's see" & @CRLF & _
                "	these four threes of herdsmen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	One three of them, by their own report, sir, hath" & @CRLF & _
                "	danced before the king; and not the worst of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	three but jumps twelve foot and a half by the squier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	Leave your prating: since these good men are" & @CRLF & _
                "	pleased, let them come in; but quickly now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Servant	Why, they stay at door, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Here a dance of twelve Satyrs]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	O, father, you'll know more of that hereafter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To CAMILLO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is it not too far gone? 'Tis time to part them." & @CRLF & _
                "	He's simple and tells much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To FLORIZEL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		      How now, fair shepherd!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your heart is full of something that does take" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your mind from feasting. Sooth, when I was young" & @CRLF & _
                "	And handed love as you do, I was wont" & @CRLF & _
                "	To load my she with knacks: I would have ransack'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	The pedlar's silken treasury and have pour'd it" & @CRLF & _
                "	To her acceptance; you have let him go" & @CRLF & _
                "	And nothing marted with him. If your lass" & @CRLF & _
                "	Interpretation should abuse and call this" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your lack of love or bounty, you were straited" & @CRLF & _
                "	For a reply, at least if you make a care" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of happy holding her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	Old sir, I know" & @CRLF & _
                "	She prizes not such trifles as these are:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The gifts she looks from me are pack'd and lock'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Up in my heart; which I have given already," & @CRLF & _
                "	But not deliver'd. O, hear me breathe my life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Before this ancient sir, who, it should seem," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath sometime loved! I take thy hand, this hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	As soft as dove's down and as white as it," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or Ethiopian's tooth, or the fann'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	snow that's bolted" & @CRLF & _
                "	By the northern blasts twice o'er." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	What follows this?" & @CRLF & _
                "	How prettily the young swain seems to wash" & @CRLF & _
                "	The hand was fair before! I have put you out:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But to your protestation; let me hear" & @CRLF & _
                "	What you profess." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	                  Do, and be witness to 't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	And this my neighbour too?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	And he, and more" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than he, and men, the earth, the heavens, and all:" & @CRLF & _
                "	That, were I crown'd the most imperial monarch," & @CRLF & _
                "	Thereof most worthy, were I the fairest youth" & @CRLF & _
                "	That ever made eye swerve, had force and knowledge" & @CRLF & _
                "	More than was ever man's, I would not prize them" & @CRLF & _
                "	Without her love; for her employ them all;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Commend them and condemn them to her service" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or to their own perdition." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	Fairly offer'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	This shows a sound affection." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	But, my daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	Say you the like to him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	I cannot speak" & @CRLF & _
                "	So well, nothing so well; no, nor mean better:" & @CRLF & _
                "	By the pattern of mine own thoughts I cut out" & @CRLF & _
                "	The purity of his." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	                  Take hands, a bargain!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, friends unknown, you shall bear witness to 't:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I give my daughter to him, and will make" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her portion equal his." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	O, that must be" & @CRLF & _
                "	I' the virtue of your daughter: one being dead," & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall have more than you can dream of yet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Enough then for your wonder. But, come on," & @CRLF & _
                "	Contract us 'fore these witnesses." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	Come, your hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And, daughter, yours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	Soft, swain, awhile, beseech you;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have you a father?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	                  I have: but what of him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	Knows he of this?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	                  He neither does nor shall." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	Methinks a father" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is at the nuptial of his son a guest" & @CRLF & _
                "	That best becomes the table. Pray you once more," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is not your father grown incapable" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of reasonable affairs? is he not stupid" & @CRLF & _
                "	With age and altering rheums? can he speak? hear?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Know man from man? dispute his own estate?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lies he not bed-rid? and again does nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	But what he did being childish?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	No, good sir;" & @CRLF & _
                "	He has his health and ampler strength indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than most have of his age." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	By my white beard," & @CRLF & _
                "	You offer him, if this be so, a wrong" & @CRLF & _
                "	Something unfilial: reason my son" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should choose himself a wife, but as good reason" & @CRLF & _
                "	The father, all whose joy is nothing else" & @CRLF & _
                "	But fair posterity, should hold some counsel" & @CRLF & _
                "	In such a business." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	I yield all this;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But for some other reasons, my grave sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which 'tis not fit you know, I not acquaint" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father of this business." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	Let him know't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	He shall not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	                  Prithee, let him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	No, he must not." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	Let him, my son: he shall not need to grieve" & @CRLF & _
                "	At knowing of thy choice." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	Come, come, he must not." & @CRLF & _
                "	Mark our contract." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	                  Mark your divorce, young sir," & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Discovering himself]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whom son I dare not call; thou art too base" & @CRLF & _
                "	To be acknowledged: thou a sceptre's heir," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thus affect'st a sheep-hook! Thou old traitor," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am sorry that by hanging thee I can" & @CRLF & _
                "	But shorten thy life one week. And thou, fresh piece" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of excellent witchcraft, who of force must know" & @CRLF & _
                "	The royal fool thou copest with,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	O, my heart!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	I'll have thy beauty scratch'd with briers, and made" & @CRLF & _
                "	More homely than thy state. For thee, fond boy," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I may ever know thou dost but sigh" & @CRLF & _
                "	That thou no more shalt see this knack, as never" & @CRLF & _
                "	I mean thou shalt, we'll bar thee from succession;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not hold thee of our blood, no, not our kin," & @CRLF & _
                "	Far than Deucalion off: mark thou my words:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Follow us to the court. Thou churl, for this time," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though full of our displeasure, yet we free thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	From the dead blow of it. And you, enchantment.--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Worthy enough a herdsman: yea, him too," & @CRLF & _
                "	That makes himself, but for our honour therein," & @CRLF & _
                "	Unworthy thee,--if ever henceforth thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	These rural latches to his entrance open," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or hoop his body more with thy embraces," & @CRLF & _
                "	I will devise a death as cruel for thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	As thou art tender to't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	Even here undone!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I was not much afeard; for once or twice" & @CRLF & _
                "	I was about to speak and tell him plainly," & @CRLF & _
                "	The selfsame sun that shines upon his court" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hides not his visage from our cottage but" & @CRLF & _
                "	Looks on alike. Will't please you, sir, be gone?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I told you what would come of this: beseech you," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of your own state take care: this dream of mine,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Being now awake, I'll queen it no inch farther," & @CRLF & _
                "	But milk my ewes and weep." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Why, how now, father!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Speak ere thou diest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	I cannot speak, nor think" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor dare to know that which I know. O sir!" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have undone a man of fourscore three," & @CRLF & _
                "	That thought to fill his grave in quiet, yea," & @CRLF & _
                "	To die upon the bed my father died," & @CRLF & _
                "	To lie close by his honest bones: but now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Some hangman must put on my shroud and lay me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where no priest shovels in dust. O cursed wretch," & @CRLF & _
                "	That knew'st this was the prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	and wouldst adventure" & @CRLF & _
                "	To mingle faith with him! Undone! undone!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If I might die within this hour, I have lived" & @CRLF & _
                "	To die when I desire." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	Why look you so upon me?" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am but sorry, not afeard; delay'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	But nothing alter'd: what I was, I am;" & @CRLF & _
                "	More straining on for plucking back, not following" & @CRLF & _
                "	My leash unwillingly." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Gracious my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	You know your father's temper: at this time" & @CRLF & _
                "	He will allow no speech, which I do guess" & @CRLF & _
                "	You do not purpose to him; and as hardly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will he endure your sight as yet, I fear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Then, till the fury of his highness settle," & @CRLF & _
                "	Come not before him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	I not purpose it." & @CRLF & _
                "	I think, Camillo?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	                  Even he, my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	How often have I told you 'twould be thus!" & @CRLF & _
                "	How often said, my dignity would last" & @CRLF & _
                "	But till 'twere known!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	It cannot fail but by" & @CRLF & _
                "	The violation of my faith; and then" & @CRLF & _
                "	Let nature crush the sides o' the earth together" & @CRLF & _
                "	And mar the seeds within! Lift up thy looks:" & @CRLF & _
                "	From my succession wipe me, father; I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Am heir to my affection." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Be advised." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	I am, and by my fancy: if my reason" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will thereto be obedient, I have reason;" & @CRLF & _
                "	If not, my senses, better pleased with madness," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do bid it welcome." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	                  This is desperate, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	So call it: but it does fulfil my vow;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I needs must think it honesty. Camillo," & @CRLF & _
                "	Not for Bohemia, nor the pomp that may" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be thereat glean'd, for all the sun sees or" & @CRLF & _
                "	The close earth wombs or the profound sea hides" & @CRLF & _
                "	In unknown fathoms, will I break my oath" & @CRLF & _
                "	To this my fair beloved: therefore, I pray you," & @CRLF & _
                "	As you have ever been my father's honour'd friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	When he shall miss me,--as, in faith, I mean not" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see him any more,--cast your good counsels" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon his passion; let myself and fortune" & @CRLF & _
                "	Tug for the time to come. This you may know" & @CRLF & _
                "	And so deliver, I am put to sea" & @CRLF & _
                "	With her whom here I cannot hold on shore;" & @CRLF & _
                "	And most opportune to our need I have" & @CRLF & _
                "	A vessel rides fast by, but not prepared" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this design. What course I mean to hold" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall nothing benefit your knowledge, nor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Concern me the reporting." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	O my lord!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would your spirit were easier for advice," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or stronger for your need." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	Hark, Perdita" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Drawing her aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll hear you by and by." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	He's irremoveable," & @CRLF & _
                "	Resolved for flight. Now were I happy, if" & @CRLF & _
                "	His going I could frame to serve my turn," & @CRLF & _
                "	Save him from danger, do him love and honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	Purchase the sight again of dear Sicilia" & @CRLF & _
                "	And that unhappy king, my master, whom" & @CRLF & _
                "	I so much thirst to see." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	Now, good Camillo;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am so fraught with curious business that" & @CRLF & _
                "	I leave out ceremony." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Sir, I think" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have heard of my poor services, i' the love" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have borne your father?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	Very nobly" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have you deserved: it is my father's music" & @CRLF & _
                "	To speak your deeds, not little of his care" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have them recompensed as thought on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Well, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	If you may please to think I love the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	And through him what is nearest to him, which is" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your gracious self, embrace but my direction:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If your more ponderous and settled project" & @CRLF & _
                "	May suffer alteration, on mine honour," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll point you where you shall have such receiving" & @CRLF & _
                "	As shall become your highness; where you may" & @CRLF & _
                "	Enjoy your mistress, from the whom, I see," & @CRLF & _
                "	There's no disjunction to be made, but by--" & @CRLF & _
                "	As heavens forefend!--your ruin; marry her," & @CRLF & _
                "	And, with my best endeavours in your absence," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your discontenting father strive to qualify" & @CRLF & _
                "	And bring him up to liking." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	How, Camillo," & @CRLF & _
                "	May this, almost a miracle, be done?" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I may call thee something more than man" & @CRLF & _
                "	And after that trust to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Have you thought on" & @CRLF & _
                "	A place whereto you'll go?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	Not any yet:" & @CRLF & _
                "	But as the unthought-on accident is guilty" & @CRLF & _
                "	To what we wildly do, so we profess" & @CRLF & _
                "	Ourselves to be the slaves of chance and flies" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of every wind that blows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Then list to me:" & @CRLF & _
                "	This follows, if you will not change your purpose" & @CRLF & _
                "	But undergo this flight, make for Sicilia," & @CRLF & _
                "	And there present yourself and your fair princess," & @CRLF & _
                "	For so I see she must be, 'fore Leontes:" & @CRLF & _
                "	She shall be habited as it becomes" & @CRLF & _
                "	The partner of your bed. Methinks I see" & @CRLF & _
                "	Leontes opening his free arms and weeping" & @CRLF & _
                "	His welcomes forth; asks thee the son forgiveness," & @CRLF & _
                "	As 'twere i' the father's person; kisses the hands" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of your fresh princess; o'er and o'er divides him" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Twixt his unkindness and his kindness; the one" & @CRLF & _
                "	He chides to hell and bids the other grow" & @CRLF & _
                "	Faster than thought or time." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	Worthy Camillo," & @CRLF & _
                "	What colour for my visitation shall I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hold up before him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Sent by the king your father" & @CRLF & _
                "	To greet him and to give him comforts. Sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	The manner of your bearing towards him, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	What you as from your father shall deliver," & @CRLF & _
                "	Things known betwixt us three, I'll write you down:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The which shall point you forth at every sitting" & @CRLF & _
                "	What you must say; that he shall not perceive" & @CRLF & _
                "	But that you have your father's bosom there" & @CRLF & _
                "	And speak his very heart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	I am bound to you:" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is some sap in this." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	A cause more promising" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than a wild dedication of yourselves" & @CRLF & _
                "	To unpath'd waters, undream'd shores, most certain" & @CRLF & _
                "	To miseries enough; no hope to help you," & @CRLF & _
                "	But as you shake off one to take another;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing so certain as your anchors, who" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do their best office, if they can but stay you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where you'll be loath to be: besides you know" & @CRLF & _
                "	Prosperity's the very bond of love," & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose fresh complexion and whose heart together" & @CRLF & _
                "	Affliction alters." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	                  One of these is true:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I think affliction may subdue the cheek," & @CRLF & _
                "	But not take in the mind." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Yea, say you so?" & @CRLF & _
                "	There shall not at your father's house these" & @CRLF & _
                "	seven years" & @CRLF & _
                "	Be born another such." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	My good Camillo," & @CRLF & _
                "	She is as forward of her breeding as" & @CRLF & _
                "	She is i' the rear our birth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	I cannot say 'tis pity" & @CRLF & _
                "	She lacks instructions, for she seems a mistress" & @CRLF & _
                "	To most that teach." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	Your pardon, sir; for this" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll blush you thanks." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	My prettiest Perdita!" & @CRLF & _
                "	But O, the thorns we stand upon! Camillo," & @CRLF & _
                "	Preserver of my father, now of me," & @CRLF & _
                "	The medicine of our house, how shall we do?" & @CRLF & _
                "	We are not furnish'd like Bohemia's son," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor shall appear in Sicilia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	My lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Fear none of this: I think you know my fortunes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do all lie there: it shall be so my care" & @CRLF & _
                "	To have you royally appointed as if" & @CRLF & _
                "	The scene you play were mine. For instance, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you may know you shall not want, one word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[They talk aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter AUTOLYCUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Ha, ha! what a fool Honesty is! and Trust, his" & @CRLF & _
                "	sworn brother, a very simple gentleman! I have sold" & @CRLF & _
                "	all my trumpery; not a counterfeit stone, not a" & @CRLF & _
                "	ribbon, glass, pomander, brooch, table-book, ballad," & @CRLF & _
                "	knife, tape, glove, shoe-tie, bracelet, horn-ring," & @CRLF & _
                "	to keep my pack from fasting: they throng who" & @CRLF & _
                "	should buy first, as if my trinkets had been" & @CRLF & _
                "	hallowed and brought a benediction to the buyer:" & @CRLF & _
                "	by which means I saw whose purse was best in" & @CRLF & _
                "	picture; and what I saw, to my good use I" & @CRLF & _
                "	remembered. My clown, who wants but something to" & @CRLF & _
                "	be a reasonable man, grew so in love with the" & @CRLF & _
                "	wenches' song, that he would not stir his pettitoes" & @CRLF & _
                "	till he had both tune and words; which so drew the" & @CRLF & _
                "	rest of the herd to me that all their other senses" & @CRLF & _
                "	stuck in ears: you might have pinched a placket, it" & @CRLF & _
                "	was senseless; 'twas nothing to geld a codpiece of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	purse; I could have filed keys off that hung in" & @CRLF & _
                "	chains: no hearing, no feeling, but my sir's song," & @CRLF & _
                "	and admiring the nothing of it. So that in this" & @CRLF & _
                "	time of lethargy I picked and cut most of their" & @CRLF & _
                "	festival purses; and had not the old man come in" & @CRLF & _
                "	with a whoo-bub against his daughter and the king's" & @CRLF & _
                "	son and scared my choughs from the chaff, I had not" & @CRLF & _
                "	left a purse alive in the whole army." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[CAMILLO, FLORIZEL, and PERDITA come forward]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Nay, but my letters, by this means being there" & @CRLF & _
                "	So soon as you arrive, shall clear that doubt." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	And those that you'll procure from King Leontes--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Shall satisfy your father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	Happy be you!" & @CRLF & _
                "	All that you speak shows fair." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Who have we here?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Seeing AUTOLYCUS]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	We'll make an instrument of this, omit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Nothing may give us aid." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	If they have overheard me now, why, hanging." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	How now, good fellow! why shakest thou so? Fear" & @CRLF & _
                "	not, man; here's no harm intended to thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	I am a poor fellow, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Why, be so still; here's nobody will steal that from" & @CRLF & _
                "	thee: yet for the outside of thy poverty we must" & @CRLF & _
                "	make an exchange; therefore discase thee instantly," & @CRLF & _
                "	--thou must think there's a necessity in't,--and" & @CRLF & _
                "	change garments with this gentleman: though the" & @CRLF & _
                "	pennyworth on his side be the worst, yet hold thee," & @CRLF & _
                "	there's some boot." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	I am a poor fellow, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		   I know ye well enough." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Nay, prithee, dispatch: the gentleman is half" & @CRLF & _
                "	flayed already." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Are you in earnest, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Aside]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		   I smell the trick on't." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	Dispatch, I prithee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Indeed, I have had earnest: but I cannot with" & @CRLF & _
                "	conscience take it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Unbuckle, unbuckle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[FLORIZEL and AUTOLYCUS exchange garments]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fortunate mistress,--let my prophecy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come home to ye!--you must retire yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Into some covert: take your sweetheart's hat" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pluck it o'er your brows, muffle your face," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dismantle you, and, as you can, disliken" & @CRLF & _
                "	The truth of your own seeming; that you may--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For I do fear eyes over--to shipboard" & @CRLF & _
                "	Get undescried." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	                  I see the play so lies" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I must bear a part." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	No remedy." & @CRLF & _
                "	Have you done there?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	Should I now meet my father," & @CRLF & _
                "	He would not call me son." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	Nay, you shall have no hat." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Giving it to PERDITA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Come, lady, come. Farewell, my friend." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Adieu, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	O Perdita, what have we twain forgot!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Pray you, a word." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	[Aside]  What I do next, shall be to tell the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this escape and whither they are bound;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherein my hope is I shall so prevail" & @CRLF & _
                "	To force him after: in whose company" & @CRLF & _
                "	I shall review Sicilia, for whose sight" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have a woman's longing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	Fortune speed us!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thus we set on, Camillo, to the sea-side." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	The swifter speed the better." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt FLORIZEL, PERDITA, and CAMILLO]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	I understand the business, I hear it: to have an" & @CRLF & _
                "	open ear, a quick eye, and a nimble hand, is" & @CRLF & _
                "	necessary for a cut-purse; a good nose is requisite" & @CRLF & _
                "	also, to smell out work for the other senses. I see" & @CRLF & _
                "	this is the time that the unjust man doth thrive." & @CRLF & _
                "	What an exchange had this been without boot! What" & @CRLF & _
                "	a boot is here with this exchange! Sure the gods do" & @CRLF & _
                "	this year connive at us, and we may do any thing" & @CRLF & _
                "	extempore. The prince himself is about a piece of" & @CRLF & _
                "	iniquity, stealing away from his father with his" & @CRLF & _
                "	clog at his heels: if I thought it were a piece of" & @CRLF & _
                "	honesty to acquaint the king withal, I would not" & @CRLF & _
                "	do't: I hold it the more knavery to conceal it;" & @CRLF & _
                "	and therein am I constant to my profession." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter Clown and Shepherd]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Aside, aside; here is more matter for a hot brain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	every lane's end, every shop, church, session," & @CRLF & _
                "	hanging, yields a careful man work." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	See, see; what a man you are now!" & @CRLF & _
                "	There is no other way but to tell the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	she's a changeling and none of your flesh and blood." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	Nay, but hear me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Nay, but hear me." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	Go to, then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	She being none of your flesh and blood, your flesh" & @CRLF & _
                "	and blood has not offended the king; and so your" & @CRLF & _
                "	flesh and blood is not to be punished by him. Show" & @CRLF & _
                "	those things you found about her, those secret" & @CRLF & _
                "	things, all but what she has with her: this being" & @CRLF & _
                "	done, let the law go whistle: I warrant you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	I will tell the king all, every word, yea, and his" & @CRLF & _
                "	son's pranks too; who, I may say, is no honest man," & @CRLF & _
                "	neither to his father nor to me, to go about to make" & @CRLF & _
                "	me the king's brother-in-law." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Indeed, brother-in-law was the farthest off you" & @CRLF & _
                "	could have been to him and then your blood had been" & @CRLF & _
                "	the dearer by I know how much an ounce." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	[Aside]  Very wisely, puppies!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	Well, let us to the king: there is that in this" & @CRLF & _
                "	fardel will make him scratch his beard." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	[Aside]  I know not what impediment this complaint" & @CRLF & _
                "	may be to the flight of my master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Pray heartily he be at palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	[Aside]  Though I am not naturally honest, I am so" & @CRLF & _
                "	sometimes by chance: let me pocket up my pedlar's excrement." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Takes off his false beard]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	How now, rustics! whither are you bound?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	To the palace, an it like your worship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Your affairs there, what, with whom, the condition" & @CRLF & _
                "	of that fardel, the place of your dwelling, your" & @CRLF & _
                "	names, your ages, of what having, breeding, and any" & @CRLF & _
                "	thing that is fitting to be known, discover." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	We are but plain fellows, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	A lie; you are rough and hairy. Let me have no" & @CRLF & _
                "	lying: it becomes none but tradesmen, and they" & @CRLF & _
                "	often give us soldiers the lie: but we pay them for" & @CRLF & _
                "	it with stamped coin, not stabbing steel; therefore" & @CRLF & _
                "	they do not give us the lie." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Your worship had like to have given us one, if you" & @CRLF & _
                "	had not taken yourself with the manner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	Are you a courtier, an't like you, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Whether it like me or no, I am a courtier. Seest" & @CRLF & _
                "	thou not the air of the court in these enfoldings?" & @CRLF & _
                "	hath not my gait in it the measure of the court?" & @CRLF & _
                "	receives not thy nose court-odor from me? reflect I" & @CRLF & _
                "	not on thy baseness court-contempt? Thinkest thou," & @CRLF & _
                "	for that I insinuate, or toaze from thee thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	business, I am therefore no courtier? I am courtier" & @CRLF & _
                "	cap-a-pe; and one that will either push on or pluck" & @CRLF & _
                "	back thy business there: whereupon I command thee to" & @CRLF & _
                "	open thy affair." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	My business, sir, is to the king." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	What advocate hast thou to him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	I know not, an't like you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Advocate's the court-word for a pheasant: say you" & @CRLF & _
                "	have none." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	None, sir; I have no pheasant, cock nor hen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	How blessed are we that are not simple men!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet nature might have made me as these are," & @CRLF & _
                "	Therefore I will not disdain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	This cannot be but a great courtier." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	His garments are rich, but he wears" & @CRLF & _
                "	them not handsomely." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	He seems to be the more noble in being fantastical:" & @CRLF & _
                "	a great man, I'll warrant; I know by the picking" & @CRLF & _
                "	on's teeth." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	The fardel there? what's i' the fardel?" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wherefore that box?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	Sir, there lies such secrets in this fardel and box," & @CRLF & _
                "	which none must know but the king; and which he" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall know within this hour, if I may come to the" & @CRLF & _
                "	speech of him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Age, thou hast lost thy labour." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	Why, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	The king is not at the palace; he is gone aboard a" & @CRLF & _
                "	new ship to purge melancholy and air himself: for," & @CRLF & _
                "	if thou beest capable of things serious, thou must" & @CRLF & _
                "	know the king is full of grief." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepard	So 'tis said, sir; about his son, that should have" & @CRLF & _
                "	married a shepherd's daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	If that shepherd be not in hand-fast, let him fly:" & @CRLF & _
                "	the curses he shall have, the tortures he shall" & @CRLF & _
                "	feel, will break the back of man, the heart of monster." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Think you so, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Not he alone shall suffer what wit can make heavy" & @CRLF & _
                "	and vengeance bitter; but those that are germane to" & @CRLF & _
                "	him, though removed fifty times, shall all come" & @CRLF & _
                "	under the hangman: which though it be great pity," & @CRLF & _
                "	yet it is necessary. An old sheep-whistling rogue a" & @CRLF & _
                "	ram-tender, to offer to have his daughter come into" & @CRLF & _
                "	grace! Some say he shall be stoned; but that death" & @CRLF & _
                "	is too soft for him, say I	draw our throne into a" & @CRLF & _
                "	sheep-cote! all deaths are too few, the sharpest too easy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Has the old man e'er a son, sir, do you hear. an't" & @CRLF & _
                "	like you, sir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	He has a son, who shall be flayed alive; then" & @CRLF & _
                "	'nointed over with honey, set on the head of a" & @CRLF & _
                "	wasp's nest; then stand till he be three quarters" & @CRLF & _
                "	and a dram dead; then recovered again with" & @CRLF & _
                "	aqua-vitae or some other hot infusion; then, raw as" & @CRLF & _
                "	he is, and in the hottest day prognostication" & @CRLF & _
                "	proclaims, shall be be set against a brick-wall, the" & @CRLF & _
                "	sun looking with a southward eye upon him, where he" & @CRLF & _
                "	is to behold him with flies blown to death. But what" & @CRLF & _
                "	talk we of these traitorly rascals, whose miseries" & @CRLF & _
                "	are to be smiled at, their offences being so" & @CRLF & _
                "	capital? Tell me, for you seem to be honest plain" & @CRLF & _
                "	men, what you have to the king: being something" & @CRLF & _
                "	gently considered, I'll bring you where he is" & @CRLF & _
                "	aboard, tender your persons to his presence," & @CRLF & _
                "	whisper him in your behalfs; and if it be in man" & @CRLF & _
                "	besides the king to effect your suits, here is man" & @CRLF & _
                "	shall do it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	He seems to be of great authority: close with him," & @CRLF & _
                "	give him gold; and though authority be a stubborn" & @CRLF & _
                "	bear, yet he is oft led by the nose with gold: show" & @CRLF & _
                "	the inside of your purse to the outside of his hand," & @CRLF & _
                "	and no more ado. Remember 'stoned,' and 'flayed alive.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	An't please you, sir, to undertake the business for" & @CRLF & _
                "	us, here is that gold I have: I'll make it as much" & @CRLF & _
                "	more and leave this young man in pawn till I bring it you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	After I have done what I promised?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	Ay, sir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Well, give me the moiety. Are you a party in this business?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	In some sort, sir: but though my case be a pitiful" & @CRLF & _
                "	one, I hope I shall not be flayed out of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	O, that's the case of the shepherd's son: hang him," & @CRLF & _
                "	he'll be made an example." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Comfort, good comfort! We must to the king and show" & @CRLF & _
                "	our strange sights: he must know 'tis none of your" & @CRLF & _
                "	daughter nor my sister; we are gone else. Sir, I" & @CRLF & _
                "	will give you as much as this old man does when the" & @CRLF & _
                "	business is performed, and remain, as he says, your" & @CRLF & _
                "	pawn till it be brought you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	I will trust you. Walk before toward the sea-side;" & @CRLF & _
                "	go on the right hand: I will but look upon the" & @CRLF & _
                "	hedge and follow you." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	We are blest in this man, as I may say, even blest." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	Let's before as he bids us: he was provided to do us good." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Shepherd and Clown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	If I had a mind to be honest, I see Fortune would" & @CRLF & _
                "	not suffer me: she drops booties in my mouth. I am" & @CRLF & _
                "	courted now with a double occasion, gold and a means" & @CRLF & _
                "	to do the prince my master good; which who knows how" & @CRLF & _
                "	that may turn back to my advancement? I will bring" & @CRLF & _
                "	these two moles, these blind ones, aboard him: if he" & @CRLF & _
                "	think it fit to shore them again and that the" & @CRLF & _
                "	complaint they have to the king concerns him" & @CRLF & _
                "	nothing, let him call me rogue for being so far" & @CRLF & _
                "	officious; for I am proof against that title and" & @CRLF & _
                "	what shame else belongs to't. To him will I present" & @CRLF & _
                "	them: there may be matter in it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exit]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE WINTER'S TALE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE I	A room in LEONTES' palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LEONTES, CLEOMENES, DION, PAULINA, and Servants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOMENES	Sir, you have done enough, and have perform'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	A saint-like sorrow: no fault could you make," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which you have not redeem'd; indeed, paid down" & @CRLF & _
                "	More penitence than done trespass: at the last," & @CRLF & _
                "	Do as the heavens have done, forget your evil;" & @CRLF & _
                "	With them forgive yourself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Whilst I remember" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her and her virtues, I cannot forget" & @CRLF & _
                "	My blemishes in them, and so still think of" & @CRLF & _
                "	The wrong I did myself; which was so much," & @CRLF & _
                "	That heirless it hath made my kingdom and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Destroy'd the sweet'st companion that e'er man" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bred his hopes out of." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	True, too true, my lord:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If, one by one, you wedded all the world," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or from the all that are took something good," & @CRLF & _
                "	To make a perfect woman, she you kill'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would be unparallel'd." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	I think so. Kill'd!" & @CRLF & _
                "	She I kill'd! I did so: but thou strikest me" & @CRLF & _
                "	Sorely, to say I did; it is as bitter" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon thy tongue as in my thought: now, good now," & @CRLF & _
                "	Say so but seldom." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOMENES	                  Not at all, good lady:" & @CRLF & _
                "	You might have spoken a thousand things that would" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have done the time more benefit and graced" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your kindness better." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	You are one of those" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would have him wed again." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "DION	If you would not so," & @CRLF & _
                "	You pity not the state, nor the remembrance" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of his most sovereign name; consider little" & @CRLF & _
                "	What dangers, by his highness' fail of issue," & @CRLF & _
                "	May drop upon his kingdom and devour" & @CRLF & _
                "	Incertain lookers on. What were more holy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than to rejoice the former queen is well?" & @CRLF & _
                "	What holier than, for royalty's repair," & @CRLF & _
                "	For present comfort and for future good," & @CRLF & _
                "	To bless the bed of majesty again" & @CRLF & _
                "	With a sweet fellow to't?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	There is none worthy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Respecting her that's gone. Besides, the gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will have fulfill'd their secret purposes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For has not the divine Apollo said," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is't not the tenor of his oracle," & @CRLF & _
                "	That King Leontes shall not have an heir" & @CRLF & _
                "	Till his lost child be found? which that it shall," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is all as monstrous to our human reason" & @CRLF & _
                "	As my Antigonus to break his grave" & @CRLF & _
                "	And come again to me; who, on my life," & @CRLF & _
                "	Did perish with the infant. 'Tis your counsel" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord should to the heavens be contrary," & @CRLF & _
                "	Oppose against their wills." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To LEONTES]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		      Care not for issue;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The crown will find an heir: great Alexander" & @CRLF & _
                "	Left his to the worthiest; so his successor" & @CRLF & _
                "	Was like to be the best." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Good Paulina," & @CRLF & _
                "	Who hast the memory of Hermione," & @CRLF & _
                "	I know, in honour, O, that ever I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Had squared me to thy counsel! then, even now," & @CRLF & _
                "	I might have look'd upon my queen's full eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have taken treasure from her lips--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	And left them" & @CRLF & _
                "	More rich for what they yielded." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Thou speak'st truth." & @CRLF & _
                "	No more such wives; therefore, no wife: one worse," & @CRLF & _
                "	And better used, would make her sainted spirit" & @CRLF & _
                "	Again possess her corpse, and on this stage," & @CRLF & _
                "	Where we're offenders now, appear soul-vex'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	And begin, 'Why to me?'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	Had she such power," & @CRLF & _
                "	She had just cause." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	She had; and would incense me" & @CRLF & _
                "	To murder her I married." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	I should so." & @CRLF & _
                "	Were I the ghost that walk'd, I'ld bid you mark" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her eye, and tell me for what dull part in't" & @CRLF & _
                "	You chose her; then I'ld shriek, that even your ears" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should rift to hear me; and the words that follow'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Should be 'Remember mine.'" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Stars, stars," & @CRLF & _
                "	And all eyes else dead coals! Fear thou no wife;" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll have no wife, Paulina." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	Will you swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never to marry but by my free leave?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Never, Paulina; so be blest my spirit!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	Then, good my lords, bear witness to his oath." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOMENES	You tempt him over-much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	Unless another," & @CRLF & _
                "	As like Hermione as is her picture," & @CRLF & _
                "	Affront his eye." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CLEOMENES	                  Good madam,--" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	I have done." & @CRLF & _
                "	Yet, if my lord will marry,--if you will, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	No remedy, but you will,--give me the office" & @CRLF & _
                "	To choose you a queen: she shall not be so young" & @CRLF & _
                "	As was your former; but she shall be such" & @CRLF & _
                "	As, walk'd your first queen's ghost," & @CRLF & _
                "	it should take joy" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see her in your arms." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	My true Paulina," & @CRLF & _
                "	We shall not marry till thou bid'st us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	That" & @CRLF & _
                "	Shall be when your first queen's again in breath;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Never till then." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Gentleman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	One that gives out himself Prince Florizel," & @CRLF & _
                "	Son of Polixenes, with his princess, she" & @CRLF & _
                "	The fairest I have yet beheld, desires access" & @CRLF & _
                "	To your high presence." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	What with him? he comes not" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like to his father's greatness: his approach," & @CRLF & _
                "	So out of circumstance and sudden, tells us" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis not a visitation framed, but forced" & @CRLF & _
                "	By need and accident. What train?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	But few," & @CRLF & _
                "	And those but mean." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	His princess, say you, with him?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Ay, the most peerless piece of earth, I think," & @CRLF & _
                "	That e'er the sun shone bright on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	O Hermione," & @CRLF & _
                "	As every present time doth boast itself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Above a better gone, so must thy grave" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give way to what's seen now! Sir, you yourself" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have said and writ so, but your writing now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is colder than that theme, 'She had not been," & @CRLF & _
                "	Nor was not to be equall'd;'--thus your verse" & @CRLF & _
                "	Flow'd with her beauty once: 'tis shrewdly ebb'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	To say you have seen a better." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Pardon, madam:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The one I have almost forgot,--your pardon,--" & @CRLF & _
                "	The other, when she has obtain'd your eye," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will have your tongue too. This is a creature," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would she begin a sect, might quench the zeal" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of all professors else, make proselytes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of who she but bid follow." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	How! not women?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Gentleman	Women will love her, that she is a woman" & @CRLF & _
                "	More worth than any man; men, that she is" & @CRLF & _
                "	The rarest of all women." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Go, Cleomenes;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Yourself, assisted with your honour'd friends," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bring them to our embracement. Still, 'tis strange" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt CLEOMENES and others]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	He thus should steal upon us." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	Had our prince," & @CRLF & _
                "	Jewel of children, seen this hour, he had pair'd" & @CRLF & _
                "	Well with this lord: there was not full a month" & @CRLF & _
                "	Between their births." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Prithee, no more; cease; thou know'st" & @CRLF & _
                "	He dies to me again when talk'd of: sure," & @CRLF & _
                "	When I shall see this gentleman, thy speeches" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will bring me to consider that which may" & @CRLF & _
                "	Unfurnish me of reason. They are come." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Re-enter CLEOMENES and others, with FLORIZEL and PERDITA]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your mother was most true to wedlock, prince;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For she did print your royal father off," & @CRLF & _
                "	Conceiving you: were I but twenty-one," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your father's image is so hit in you," & @CRLF & _
                "	His very air, that I should call you brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I did him, and speak of something wildly" & @CRLF & _
                "	By us perform'd before. Most dearly welcome!" & @CRLF & _
                "	And your fair princess,--goddess!--O, alas!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I lost a couple, that 'twixt heaven and earth" & @CRLF & _
                "	Might thus have stood begetting wonder as" & @CRLF & _
                "	You, gracious couple, do: and then I lost--" & @CRLF & _
                "	All mine own folly--the society," & @CRLF & _
                "	Amity too, of your brave father, whom," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though bearing misery, I desire my life" & @CRLF & _
                "	Once more to look on him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	By his command" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have I here touch'd Sicilia and from him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Give you all greetings that a king, at friend," & @CRLF & _
                "	Can send his brother: and, but infirmity" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which waits upon worn times hath something seized" & @CRLF & _
                "	His wish'd ability, he had himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	The lands and waters 'twixt your throne and his" & @CRLF & _
                "	Measured to look upon you; whom he loves--" & @CRLF & _
                "	He bade me say so--more than all the sceptres" & @CRLF & _
                "	And those that bear them living." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	O my brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Good gentleman! the wrongs I have done thee stir" & @CRLF & _
                "	Afresh within me, and these thy offices," & @CRLF & _
                "	So rarely kind, are as interpreters" & @CRLF & _
                "	Of my behind-hand slackness. Welcome hither," & @CRLF & _
                "	As is the spring to the earth. And hath he too" & @CRLF & _
                "	Exposed this paragon to the fearful usage," & @CRLF & _
                "	At least ungentle, of the dreadful Neptune," & @CRLF & _
                "	To greet a man not worth her pains, much less" & @CRLF & _
                "	The adventure of her person?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	Good my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	She came from Libya." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Where the warlike Smalus," & @CRLF & _
                "	That noble honour'd lord, is fear'd and loved?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	Most royal sir, from thence; from him, whose daughter" & @CRLF & _
                "	His tears proclaim'd his, parting with her: thence," & @CRLF & _
                "	A prosperous south-wind friendly, we have cross'd," & @CRLF & _
                "	To execute the charge my father gave me" & @CRLF & _
                "	For visiting your highness: my best train" & @CRLF & _
                "	I have from your Sicilian shores dismiss'd;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Who for Bohemia bend, to signify" & @CRLF & _
                "	Not only my success in Libya, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	But my arrival and my wife's in safety" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here where we are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	                  The blessed gods" & @CRLF & _
                "	Purge all infection from our air whilst you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Do climate here! You have a holy father," & @CRLF & _
                "	A graceful gentleman; against whose person," & @CRLF & _
                "	So sacred as it is, I have done sin:" & @CRLF & _
                "	For which the heavens, taking angry note," & @CRLF & _
                "	Have left me issueless; and your father's blest," & @CRLF & _
                "	As he from heaven merits it, with you" & @CRLF & _
                "	Worthy his goodness. What might I have been," & @CRLF & _
                "	Might I a son and daughter now have look'd on," & @CRLF & _
                "	Such goodly things as you!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a Lord]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	Most noble sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	That which I shall report will bear no credit," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were not the proof so nigh. Please you, great sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bohemia greets you from himself by me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Desires you to attach his son, who has--" & @CRLF & _
                "	His dignity and duty both cast off--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Fled from his father, from his hopes, and with" & @CRLF & _
                "	A shepherd's daughter." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Where's Bohemia? speak." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	Here in your city; I now came from him:" & @CRLF & _
                "	I speak amazedly; and it becomes" & @CRLF & _
                "	My marvel and my message. To your court" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whiles he was hastening, in the chase, it seems," & @CRLF & _
                "	Of this fair couple, meets he on the way" & @CRLF & _
                "	The father of this seeming lady and" & @CRLF & _
                "	Her brother, having both their country quitted" & @CRLF & _
                "	With this young prince." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	Camillo has betray'd me;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Whose honour and whose honesty till now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Endured all weathers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	Lay't so to his charge:" & @CRLF & _
                "	He's with the king your father." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Who? Camillo?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Lord	Camillo, sir; I spake with him; who now" & @CRLF & _
                "	Has these poor men in question. Never saw I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Wretches so quake: they kneel, they kiss the earth;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Forswear themselves as often as they speak:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Bohemia stops his ears, and threatens them" & @CRLF & _
                "	With divers deaths in death." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	O my poor father!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The heaven sets spies upon us, will not have" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our contract celebrated." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	You are married?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	We are not, sir, nor are we like to be;" & @CRLF & _
                "	The stars, I see, will kiss the valleys first:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The odds for high and low's alike." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	My lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is this the daughter of a king?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	She is," & @CRLF & _
                "	When once she is my wife." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	That 'once' I see by your good father's speed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will come on very slowly. I am sorry," & @CRLF & _
                "	Most sorry, you have broken from his liking" & @CRLF & _
                "	Where you were tied in duty, and as sorry" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your choice is not so rich in worth as beauty," & @CRLF & _
                "	That you might well enjoy her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "FLORIZEL	Dear, look up:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Though Fortune, visible an enemy," & @CRLF & _
                "	Should chase us with my father, power no jot" & @CRLF & _
                "	Hath she to change our loves. Beseech you, sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	Remember since you owed no more to time" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than I do now: with thought of such affections," & @CRLF & _
                "	Step forth mine advocate; at your request" & @CRLF & _
                "	My father will grant precious things as trifles." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Would he do so, I'ld beg your precious mistress," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which he counts but a trifle." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	Sir, my liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	Your eye hath too much youth in't: not a month" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Fore your queen died, she was more worth such gazes" & @CRLF & _
                "	Than what you look on now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	I thought of her," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even in these looks I made." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[To FLORIZEL]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "		       But your petition" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is yet unanswer'd. I will to your father:" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your honour not o'erthrown by your desires," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am friend to them and you: upon which errand" & @CRLF & _
                "	I now go toward him; therefore follow me" & @CRLF & _
                "	And mark what way I make: come, good my lord." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE WINTER'S TALE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE II	Before LEONTES' palace." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter AUTOLYCUS and a Gentleman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Beseech you, sir, were you present at this relation?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	I was by at the opening of the fardel, heard the old" & @CRLF & _
                "	shepherd deliver the manner how he found it:" & @CRLF & _
                "	whereupon, after a little amazedness, we were all" & @CRLF & _
                "	commanded out of the chamber; only this methought I" & @CRLF & _
                "	heard the shepherd say, he found the child." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	I would most gladly know the issue of it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	I make a broken delivery of the business; but the" & @CRLF & _
                "	changes I perceived in the king and Camillo were" & @CRLF & _
                "	very notes of admiration: they seemed almost, with" & @CRLF & _
                "	staring on one another, to tear the cases of their" & @CRLF & _
                "	eyes; there was speech in their dumbness, language" & @CRLF & _
                "	in their very gesture; they looked as they had heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	of a world ransomed, or one destroyed: a notable" & @CRLF & _
                "	passion of wonder appeared in them; but the wisest" & @CRLF & _
                "	beholder, that knew no more but seeing, could not" & @CRLF & _
                "	say if the importance were joy or sorrow; but in the" & @CRLF & _
                "	extremity of the one, it must needs be." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter another Gentleman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes a gentleman that haply knows more." & @CRLF & _
                "	The news, Rogero?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	Nothing but bonfires: the oracle is fulfilled; the" & @CRLF & _
                "	king's daughter is found: such a deal of wonder is" & @CRLF & _
                "	broken out within this hour that ballad-makers" & @CRLF & _
                "	cannot be able to express it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter a third Gentleman]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here comes the Lady Paulina's steward: he can" & @CRLF & _
                "	deliver you more. How goes it now, sir? this news" & @CRLF & _
                "	which is called true is so like an old tale, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	the verity of it is in strong suspicion: has the king" & @CRLF & _
                "	found his heir?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Gentleman	Most true, if ever truth were pregnant by" & @CRLF & _
                "	circumstance: that which you hear you'll swear you" & @CRLF & _
                "	see, there is such unity in the proofs. The mantle" & @CRLF & _
                "	of Queen Hermione's, her jewel about the neck of it," & @CRLF & _
                "	the letters of Antigonus found with it which they" & @CRLF & _
                "	know to be his character, the majesty of the" & @CRLF & _
                "	creature in resemblance of the mother, the affection" & @CRLF & _
                "	of nobleness which nature shows above her breeding," & @CRLF & _
                "	and many other evidences proclaim her with all" & @CRLF & _
                "	certainty to be the king's daughter. Did you see" & @CRLF & _
                "	the meeting of the two kings?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	No." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Gentleman	Then have you lost a sight, which was to be seen," & @CRLF & _
                "	cannot be spoken of. There might you have beheld one" & @CRLF & _
                "	joy crown another, so and in such manner that it" & @CRLF & _
                "	seemed sorrow wept to take leave of them, for their" & @CRLF & _
                "	joy waded in tears. There was casting up of eyes," & @CRLF & _
                "	holding up of hands, with countenances of such" & @CRLF & _
                "	distraction that they were to be known by garment," & @CRLF & _
                "	not by favour. Our king, being ready to leap out of" & @CRLF & _
                "	himself for joy of his found daughter, as if that" & @CRLF & _
                "	joy were now become a loss, cries 'O, thy mother," & @CRLF & _
                "	thy mother!' then asks Bohemia forgiveness; then" & @CRLF & _
                "	embraces his son-in-law; then again worries he his" & @CRLF & _
                "	daughter with clipping her; now he thanks the old" & @CRLF & _
                "	shepherd, which stands by like a weather-bitten" & @CRLF & _
                "	conduit of many kings' reigns. I never heard of such" & @CRLF & _
                "	another encounter, which lames report to follow it" & @CRLF & _
                "	and undoes description to do it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	What, pray you, became of Antigonus, that carried" & @CRLF & _
                "	hence the child?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Gentleman	Like an old tale still, which will have matter to" & @CRLF & _
                "	rehearse, though credit be asleep and not an ear" & @CRLF & _
                "	open. He was torn to pieces with a bear: this" & @CRLF & _
                "	avouches the shepherd's son; who has not only his" & @CRLF & _
                "	innocence, which seems much, to justify him, but a" & @CRLF & _
                "	handkerchief and rings of his that Paulina knows." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	What became of his bark and his followers?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Gentleman	Wrecked the same instant of their master's death and" & @CRLF & _
                "	in the view of the shepherd: so that all the" & @CRLF & _
                "	instruments which aided to expose the child were" & @CRLF & _
                "	even then lost when it was found. But O, the noble" & @CRLF & _
                "	combat that 'twixt joy and sorrow was fought in" & @CRLF & _
                "	Paulina! She had one eye declined for the loss of" & @CRLF & _
                "	her husband, another elevated that the oracle was" & @CRLF & _
                "	fulfilled: she lifted the princess from the earth," & @CRLF & _
                "	and so locks her in embracing, as if she would pin" & @CRLF & _
                "	her to her heart that she might no more be in danger" & @CRLF & _
                "	of losing." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	The dignity of this act was worth the audience of" & @CRLF & _
                "	kings and princes; for by such was it acted." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Gentleman	One of the prettiest touches of all and that which" & @CRLF & _
                "	angled for mine eyes, caught the water though not" & @CRLF & _
                "	the fish, was when, at the relation of the queen's" & @CRLF & _
                "	death, with the manner how she came to't bravely" & @CRLF & _
                "	confessed and lamented by the king, how" & @CRLF & _
                "	attentiveness wounded his daughter; till, from one" & @CRLF & _
                "	sign of dolour to another, she did, with an 'Alas,'" & @CRLF & _
                "	I would fain say, bleed tears, for I am sure my" & @CRLF & _
                "	heart wept blood. Who was most marble there changed" & @CRLF & _
                "	colour; some swooned, all sorrowed: if all the world" & @CRLF & _
                "	could have seen 't, the woe had been universal." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Are they returned to the court?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Third Gentleman	No: the princess hearing of her mother's statue," & @CRLF & _
                "	which is in the keeping of Paulina,--a piece many" & @CRLF & _
                "	years in doing and now newly performed by that rare" & @CRLF & _
                "	Italian master, Julio Romano, who, had he himself" & @CRLF & _
                "	eternity and could put breath into his work, would" & @CRLF & _
                "	beguile Nature of her custom, so perfectly he is her" & @CRLF & _
                "	ape: he so near to Hermione hath done Hermione that" & @CRLF & _
                "	they say one would speak to her and stand in hope of" & @CRLF & _
                "	answer: thither with all greediness of affection" & @CRLF & _
                "	are they gone, and there they intend to sup." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Second Gentleman	I thought she had some great matter there in hand;" & @CRLF & _
                "	for she hath privately twice or thrice a day, ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	since the death of Hermione, visited that removed" & @CRLF & _
                "	house. Shall we thither and with our company piece" & @CRLF & _
                "	the rejoicing?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "First Gentleman	Who would be thence that has the benefit of access?" & @CRLF & _
                "	every wink of an eye some new grace will be born:" & @CRLF & _
                "	our absence makes us unthrifty to our knowledge." & @CRLF & _
                "	Let's along." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt Gentlemen]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Now, had I not the dash of my former life in me," & @CRLF & _
                "	would preferment drop on my head. I brought the old" & @CRLF & _
                "	man and his son aboard the prince: told him I heard" & @CRLF & _
                "	them talk of a fardel and I know not what: but he" & @CRLF & _
                "	at that time, overfond of the shepherd's daughter," & @CRLF & _
                "	so he then took her to be, who began to be much" & @CRLF & _
                "	sea-sick, and himself little better, extremity of" & @CRLF & _
                "	weather continuing, this mystery remained" & @CRLF & _
                "	undiscovered. But 'tis all one to me; for had I" & @CRLF & _
                "	been the finder out of this secret, it would not" & @CRLF & _
                "	have relished among my other discredits." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter Shepherd and Clown]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Here come those I have done good to against my will," & @CRLF & _
                "	and already appearing in the blossoms of their fortune." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	Come, boy; I am past moe children, but thy sons and" & @CRLF & _
                "	daughters will be all gentlemen born." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	You are well met, sir. You denied to fight with me" & @CRLF & _
                "	this other day, because I was no gentleman born." & @CRLF & _
                "	See you these clothes? say you see them not and" & @CRLF & _
                "	think me still no gentleman born: you were best say" & @CRLF & _
                "	these robes are not gentlemen born: give me the" & @CRLF & _
                "	lie, do, and try whether I am not now a gentleman born." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	I know you are now, sir, a gentleman born." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Ay, and have been so any time these four hours." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	And so have I, boy." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	So you have: but I was a gentleman born before my" & @CRLF & _
                "	father; for the king's son took me by the hand, and" & @CRLF & _
                "	called me brother; and then the two kings called my" & @CRLF & _
                "	father brother; and then the prince my brother and" & @CRLF & _
                "	the princess my sister called my father father; and" & @CRLF & _
                "	so we wept, and there was the first gentleman-like" & @CRLF & _
                "	tears that ever we shed." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	We may live, son, to shed many more." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Ay; or else 'twere hard luck, being in so" & @CRLF & _
                "	preposterous estate as we are." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	I humbly beseech you, sir, to pardon me all the" & @CRLF & _
                "	faults I have committed to your worship and to give" & @CRLF & _
                "	me your good report to the prince my master." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	Prithee, son, do; for we must be gentle, now we are" & @CRLF & _
                "	gentlemen." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Thou wilt amend thy life?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	Ay, an it like your good worship." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Give me thy hand: I will swear to the prince thou" & @CRLF & _
                "	art as honest a true fellow as any is in Bohemia." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	You may say it, but not swear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Not swear it, now I am a gentleman? Let boors and" & @CRLF & _
                "	franklins say it, I'll swear it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Shepherd	How if it be false, son?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	If it be ne'er so false, a true gentleman may swear" & @CRLF & _
                "	it in the behalf of his friend: and I'll swear to" & @CRLF & _
                "	the prince thou art a tall fellow of thy hands and" & @CRLF & _
                "	that thou wilt not be drunk; but I know thou art no" & @CRLF & _
                "	tall fellow of thy hands and that thou wilt be" & @CRLF & _
                "	drunk: but I'll swear it, and I would thou wouldst" & @CRLF & _
                "	be a tall fellow of thy hands." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "AUTOLYCUS	I will prove so, sir, to my power." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "Clown	Ay, by any means prove a tall fellow: if I do not" & @CRLF & _
                "	wonder how thou darest venture to be drunk, not" & @CRLF & _
                "	being a tall fellow, trust me not. Hark! the kings" & @CRLF & _
                "	and the princes, our kindred, are going to see the" & @CRLF & _
                "	queen's picture. Come, follow us: we'll be thy" & @CRLF & _
                "	good masters." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	THE WINTER'S TALE" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "ACT V" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "SCENE III	A chapel in PAULINA'S house." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Enter LEONTES, POLIXENES, FLORIZEL, PERDITA," & @CRLF & _
                "	CAMILLO, PAULINA, Lords, and Attendants]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	O grave and good Paulina, the great comfort" & @CRLF & _
                "	That I have had of thee!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	What, sovereign sir," & @CRLF & _
                "	I did not well I meant well. All my services" & @CRLF & _
                "	You have paid home: but that you have vouchsafed," & @CRLF & _
                "	With your crown'd brother and these your contracted" & @CRLF & _
                "	Heirs of your kingdoms, my poor house to visit," & @CRLF & _
                "	It is a surplus of your grace, which never" & @CRLF & _
                "	My life may last to answer." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	O Paulina," & @CRLF & _
                "	We honour you with trouble: but we came" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see the statue of our queen: your gallery" & @CRLF & _
                "	Have we pass'd through, not without much content" & @CRLF & _
                "	In many singularities; but we saw not" & @CRLF & _
                "	That which my daughter came to look upon," & @CRLF & _
                "	The statue of her mother." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	As she lived peerless," & @CRLF & _
                "	So her dead likeness, I do well believe," & @CRLF & _
                "	Excels whatever yet you look'd upon" & @CRLF & _
                "	Or hand of man hath done; therefore I keep it" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lonely, apart. But here it is: prepare" & @CRLF & _
                "	To see the life as lively mock'd as ever" & @CRLF & _
                "	Still sleep mock'd death: behold, and say 'tis well." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[PAULINA draws a curtain, and discovers HERMIONE" & @CRLF & _
                "	standing like a statue]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	I like your silence, it the more shows off" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your wonder: but yet speak; first, you, my liege," & @CRLF & _
                "	Comes it not something near?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Her natural posture!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Chide me, dear stone, that I may say indeed" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou art Hermione; or rather, thou art she" & @CRLF & _
                "	In thy not chiding, for she was as tender" & @CRLF & _
                "	As infancy and grace. But yet, Paulina," & @CRLF & _
                "	Hermione was not so much wrinkled, nothing" & @CRLF & _
                "	So aged as this seems." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	O, not by much." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	So much the more our carver's excellence;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which lets go by some sixteen years and makes her" & @CRLF & _
                "	As she lived now." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	                  As now she might have done," & @CRLF & _
                "	So much to my good comfort, as it is" & @CRLF & _
                "	Now piercing to my soul. O, thus she stood," & @CRLF & _
                "	Even with such life of majesty, warm life," & @CRLF & _
                "	As now it coldly stands, when first I woo'd her!" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am ashamed: does not the stone rebuke me" & @CRLF & _
                "	For being more stone than it? O royal piece," & @CRLF & _
                "	There's magic in thy majesty, which has" & @CRLF & _
                "	My evils conjured to remembrance and" & @CRLF & _
                "	From thy admiring daughter took the spirits," & @CRLF & _
                "	Standing like stone with thee." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	And give me leave," & @CRLF & _
                "	And do not say 'tis superstition, that" & @CRLF & _
                "	I kneel and then implore her blessing. Lady," & @CRLF & _
                "	Dear queen, that ended when I but began," & @CRLF & _
                "	Give me that hand of yours to kiss." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	O, patience!" & @CRLF & _
                "	The statue is but newly fix'd, the colour's Not dry." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	My lord, your sorrow was too sore laid on," & @CRLF & _
                "	Which sixteen winters cannot blow away," & @CRLF & _
                "	So many summers dry; scarce any joy" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did ever so long live; no sorrow" & @CRLF & _
                "	But kill'd itself much sooner." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	Dear my brother," & @CRLF & _
                "	Let him that was the cause of this have power" & @CRLF & _
                "	To take off so much grief from you as he" & @CRLF & _
                "	Will piece up in himself." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	Indeed, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	If I had thought the sight of my poor image" & @CRLF & _
                "	Would thus have wrought you,--for the stone is mine--" & @CRLF & _
                "	I'ld not have show'd it." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Do not draw the curtain." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	No longer shall you gaze on't, lest your fancy" & @CRLF & _
                "	May think anon it moves." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Let be, let be." & @CRLF & _
                "	Would I were dead, but that, methinks, already--" & @CRLF & _
                "	What was he that did make it? See, my lord," & @CRLF & _
                "	Would you not deem it breathed? and that those veins" & @CRLF & _
                "	Did verily bear blood?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	Masterly done:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The very life seems warm upon her lip." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	The fixture of her eye has motion in't," & @CRLF & _
                "	As we are mock'd with art." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	I'll draw the curtain:" & @CRLF & _
                "	My lord's almost so far transported that" & @CRLF & _
                "	He'll think anon it lives." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	O sweet Paulina," & @CRLF & _
                "	Make me to think so twenty years together!" & @CRLF & _
                "	No settled senses of the world can match" & @CRLF & _
                "	The pleasure of that madness. Let 't alone." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	I am sorry, sir, I have thus far stirr'd you: but" & @CRLF & _
                "	I could afflict you farther." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Do, Paulina;" & @CRLF & _
                "	For this affliction has a taste as sweet" & @CRLF & _
                "	As any cordial comfort. Still, methinks," & @CRLF & _
                "	There is an air comes from her: what fine chisel" & @CRLF & _
                "	Could ever yet cut breath? Let no man mock me," & @CRLF & _
                "	For I will kiss her." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	Good my lord, forbear:" & @CRLF & _
                "	The ruddiness upon her lip is wet;" & @CRLF & _
                "	You'll mar it if you kiss it, stain your own" & @CRLF & _
                "	With oily painting. Shall I draw the curtain?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	No, not these twenty years." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PERDITA	So long could I" & @CRLF & _
                "	Stand by, a looker on." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	Either forbear," & @CRLF & _
                "	Quit presently the chapel, or resolve you" & @CRLF & _
                "	For more amazement. If you can behold it," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll make the statue move indeed, descend" & @CRLF & _
                "	And take you by the hand; but then you'll think--" & @CRLF & _
                "	Which I protest against--I am assisted" & @CRLF & _
                "	By wicked powers." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	                  What you can make her do," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am content to look on: what to speak," & @CRLF & _
                "	I am content to hear; for 'tis as easy" & @CRLF & _
                "	To make her speak as move." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	It is required" & @CRLF & _
                "	You do awake your faith. Then all stand still;" & @CRLF & _
                "	On: those that think it is unlawful business" & @CRLF & _
                "	I am about, let them depart." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	Proceed:" & @CRLF & _
                "	No foot shall stir." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	Music, awake her; strike!" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Music]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	'Tis time; descend; be stone no more; approach;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Strike all that look upon with marvel. Come," & @CRLF & _
                "	I'll fill your grave up: stir, nay, come away," & @CRLF & _
                "	Bequeath to death your numbness, for from him" & @CRLF & _
                "	Dear life redeems you. You perceive she stirs:" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[HERMIONE comes down]" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	Start not; her actions shall be holy as" & @CRLF & _
                "	You hear my spell is lawful: do not shun her" & @CRLF & _
                "	Until you see her die again; for then" & @CRLF & _
                "	You kill her double. Nay, present your hand:" & @CRLF & _
                "	When she was young you woo'd her; now in age" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is she become the suitor?" & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	O, she's warm!" & @CRLF & _
                "	If this be magic, let it be an art" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lawful as eating." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	                  She embraces him." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "CAMILLO	She hangs about his neck:" & @CRLF & _
                "	If she pertain to life let her speak too." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "POLIXENES	Ay, and make't manifest where she has lived," & @CRLF & _
                "	Or how stolen from the dead." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	That she is living," & @CRLF & _
                "	Were it but told you, should be hooted at" & @CRLF & _
                "	Like an old tale: but it appears she lives," & @CRLF & _
                "	Though yet she speak not. Mark a little while." & @CRLF & _
                "	Please you to interpose, fair madam: kneel" & @CRLF & _
                "	And pray your mother's blessing. Turn, good lady;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Our Perdita is found." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "HERMIONE	You gods, look down" & @CRLF & _
                "	And from your sacred vials pour your graces" & @CRLF & _
                "	Upon my daughter's head! Tell me, mine own." & @CRLF & _
                "	Where hast thou been preserved? where lived? how found" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thy father's court? for thou shalt hear that I," & @CRLF & _
                "	Knowing by Paulina that the oracle" & @CRLF & _
                "	Gave hope thou wast in being, have preserved" & @CRLF & _
                "	Myself to see the issue." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "PAULINA	There's time enough for that;" & @CRLF & _
                "	Lest they desire upon this push to trouble" & @CRLF & _
                "	Your joys with like relation. Go together," & @CRLF & _
                "	You precious winners all; your exultation" & @CRLF & _
                "	Partake to every one. I, an old turtle," & @CRLF & _
                "	Will wing me to some wither'd bough and there" & @CRLF & _
                "	My mate, that's never to be found again," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lament till I am lost." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "LEONTES	O, peace, Paulina!" & @CRLF & _
                "	Thou shouldst a husband take by my consent," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I by thine a wife: this is a match," & @CRLF & _
                "	And made between's by vows. Thou hast found mine;" & @CRLF & _
                "	But how, is to be question'd; for I saw her," & @CRLF & _
                "	As I thought, dead, and have in vain said many" & @CRLF & _
                "	A prayer upon her grave. I'll not seek far--" & @CRLF & _
                "	For him, I partly know his mind--to find thee" & @CRLF & _
                "	An honourable husband. Come, Camillo," & @CRLF & _
                "	And take her by the hand, whose worth and honesty" & @CRLF & _
                "	Is richly noted and here justified" & @CRLF & _
                "	By us, a pair of kings. Let's from this place." & @CRLF & _
                "	What! look upon my brother: both your pardons," & @CRLF & _
                "	That e'er I put between your holy looks" & @CRLF & _
                "	My ill suspicion. This is your son-in-law," & @CRLF & _
                "	And son unto the king, who, heavens directing," & @CRLF & _
                "	Is troth-plight to your daughter. Good Paulina," & @CRLF & _
                "	Lead us from hence, where we may leisurely" & @CRLF & _
                "	Each one demand an answer to his part" & @CRLF & _
                "	Perform'd in this wide gap of time since first" & @CRLF & _
                "	We were dissever'd: hastily lead away." & @CRLF & _
                "" & @CRLF & _
                "	[Exeunt]" & @CRLF & _
                ""

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For $i = 0 To UBound($aArray) -1
    _ArrayConcatenate($aFullArray, $aArray[$i])
Next
$aArray = $aFullArray

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_ArrayDisplay($aArray, "Result")
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